Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.....

Whoa! Quite a week it has been...after so long, i have so much to say! The last post this night was about the feelings of joy i had on mishi's wedding, the next thing to share is in total contrast to those feelings of joy. As my friend, our very own FA bhaiya left the dukan on 22nd , it was a day full of overflowing sentiments...

Its just like losing something that is very regular, embedded inside the daily life. For everything here at the dukan in last one year and a half, he has been the person to look up to for everything... And everything means.... not only the work, not only to get some of the huge huge amount of 'gyan' inside this genius, not only the skills to handle problems in a totally 'neat'[faskiri style ;)] way, but also for our little 'chillad harkatein' [the best is the kung-fu panda-style way of pronounciation ;) ], for teasing him every now and then with all our weird ways of teasing. And these things were so regular, that even for one day it used to feel weird for not doing the weird things ;). Our discussions in the car on way back home included everything that can be possibly there, be it professional life, job, layoffs, work, relationship, girl, guys[;)], TL bhaiya! There are so many nights to remember at the dukan where we were working our ass off late, and not getting tired because of the inspiration by this one guy, the hard work that he himself used to put, reponsibly being a leader in a true sense, and the inspiration for not only the freshers like us, but even the most experienced gurus in the team.

Overall, i was fortunately lucky to get an opportunity to work with this person, get his precious reviews (positive as well as negative) that have so far made me not straying away from the path, as well as the precious advices about my personal life that have made so many things easy to maintain and manure. And as we rightly said in the farewell video...
"jahanpana tussi great ho..Tohfa kabool karo..." ;)




I hope the chords of that fine guitar always play the sweet notes....

Here's to a new beginning...

Here’s one dedicated to my sweet friend, who got married on 20th of this month. And she definitely deserves an “utter” from me. The feeling in the air says that the time has come when we are going to be counted amongst the grown ups (of course because people that we used to hang around with in the school have started getting married!).

Mishi and Kaks got married on the very auspicious evening of ‘vasant panchmi’ and became one forever. A simple sober place near delhi airport, with fog and mist all around. Me and Sau entered late, hovered around only to recognize that nothing had actually started till then. Then we went to see the cutie in the room only to see her clad into jewels and her “heera moti wala lehenga”. By the way its really surprising to see someone “jhalli”, so perfectly dressed from head till toe. I tried to break my shocking state of mind with some light loser jokes, and some “photuus”.

After sometime all of us went to the place where the procession had to take place. Kaks came to the stage, mishi followed, and when they were there, I think I went to some other place in my mind when everything was focused on the two of them and I didn’t want to look at anything else. Those 5-7 minutes when they exchanged the “var-mala” were magical enough, as the giggles and the true pure happiness of accomplishment on the faces of the two, was quite evident all the time. Those were the best moments of the evening when I was glad that my dearly friend was so full of joy!

Then late at night happened the “feras” in the most chilling hours of the morning, with Kaks holding her hand and circling around the holy fire. I could clearly see the overflowing sentiments in the eyes of her father, seeing his little girl taking those huge seven steps to her new life. I left the place around 5 o’clock, after seeing the couple off to their new destination and wishing them best of their lives, coming back on that foggy gurgaon highway, and the deserted misty streets of delhi.

Some glimpses of the wedding:




Its actually not about just another marriage, but about a zone ‘X’ getting opened for us. Not only to think about the well beings of the ones brave enough to step into that area, but also about making me think for a moment about what future beholds for a loser like me [:D]. Yesterday only when we used to wander around uselessly, this makes me think that there is something that is closely watching me and crawling towards me that I am scared of.