fighting dragons with you..

Why do people have friends? For companionship? Time Pass? Freaking out? Well, to do all those things you can’t do with anyone else… Like going to that shady movie.. or just to spend time away from ur routine life.. Evidently we make friends to use them.. We use them just as they use us… All friends come with benefits.. And it’s those benefits that make them our friends... Like if you take me for example... I’m the one who knows a lot of pretty useless things, things that not many others know.. Maybe because I’m one of the few who reads only quirky things in the newspaper, so that’s me.. There are so many people I’d like to say to, that I’m not Google.. Sorry! A collector and distributor of quirky info.. People use me for when they need entertainment. No wonder their whatsapp texts start with I’m bored.. As if I’m Vidya Balan (Entertainment main nahi, for god’s sake!!).. Plus I am the ear for all sorrow.. People pour their heart out to me.. Expecting advice from me.. As if my advice is gonna change their already made decision. While that’s me, my friends are a quirky lot too.. Like one I turn to for borrowing books.. Or getting info about books.. Another I turn to, for solving complicated VAT/ Service tax problems.. Another I turn to for advice on where my life should be headed.. And another I pour my heart out to.. Another to crib about work, working hours and seniors, one to just talk to.. When there’s nothing better to do.. See how I use them.. All to my personal benefits.. Can no friend be without benefits? There's no relationship without give and take is it? Again the question why do we have friends? To gain perspective could be one perspective.. Everyone has a different perspective on different things.. Everything is unique and so is perspective.. Collecting everyone’s perspective just to ensure that your perspective isn’t changed or shaken.. Isn’t that what happens on all those late night phone calls and whatsapp texts? No your right.. It’s more of useless gossip of who’s dating whom and which one did what.. But in some way or other we learn from our friends.. They form a major part of our environment and their thoughts, their talks help shape our talks and our thoughts.. Like that much needed push, when you see your friend doing better than you, or maybe that’s just me.. Egocentric as always :P On a side note I read something interesting that day.. Instead of aiming for the goal, aim for the experience. you can enjoy the journey more than actually achieving the goal, because once you reach the goal, the journey has ended. People you meet along the way can become friends for the rest of your life. Enjoy the journey. Don't be in such a hurry to "get there". Sit down and have a conversation with someone new as much as possible. You may think you have met all the friends you need in life but there is always more to experience. It could be a story or a business idea. Take five minutes and get to meet a new person no matter where you go (Networking all over again :P) Instead of focusing getting to your goal, focus on getting as many experiences and learn from as many people you can on the way to get there. In that way you won’t be left with withdrawal symptoms when you do finally get there.. You will have many experiences and even more importantly many people with whom you have shared these experiences and also great long lasting relationships.. Something similar to what Paulo Coelho says in pilgrimage(i love this one) When you are moving towards an objective, it is very important to pay attention to the road. It is the road that enriches us as we walk its length. (no, the whole thing is not what I read.. It stops in the paragraph before this one) So back to why friends.. in essence our friends are friends not by our choice.. They are our friends by chance.. I agree once they chance upon us, we have the power to choose but the meeting of people, on the road that you have set? That’s all serendipity. And how your friendship is with them is yours to choose as well.. Like I don’t have that set of friends I can go for a long holiday with, to a faraway place(I regret it sometimes.. but not as much as I regret not having a holiday). Nor a set that will stand by me when I go to get my tattoo.. But I’m sure that they will be there for me later.. When I wake up post tattoo which I won’t be satisfied with (As usual) to tell me, “I told you so”. So to all my friends.. Thanks for being a part of my life.. Thanks for choosing me to be a part of your road.. And though I may blog more than I get to speak to you, I’m sure that when we speak next, we will pick up exactly from where we left our conversation at. Thanks for being there why my side when I fight my dragons... And to those of my friends at the stage where we’ve got nothing more to talk about.. Thanks for being there, just one text/call away.. afterall to pick up from a friends status messageThe better you know someone the less there is to say, or maybe there’s less that needs to be said. PS. You find my posts too narcissistic? Well really, it’s my blog, and no matter what u think.. Its gonna be what it is always..

Here comes the rain again.. Falling from the stars

Yes, this post is about the weather.. (that indirectly means I have nothing better to do). Mumbai, the city of dreams, the city of bollywood, the city of free daily massages twice a day in local trains, the city of lots and lots of people, The city where u can get into a completely non moving traffic jam at 11 in the night while getting back from office.. And now the city of erratic monsoon.. First it begins late.. Then it looks likes its ended every few days... And just when u think you can keep the rain gear back where it is for the rest of the year, there's a huge downpour... right in the middle of when you decide to go for a walk.. But, I'm not complaining, I love the rain. It not only does wonders for my skin and keeps the horrible, terrible sun away, but also is perfect way to spend lazy sunday afternoons (actually right now, no afternoons) I love how the rains announce their arrival.. Lightning, Thunder, showers and a strong breeze that helps carry that smell of wet mud/dust (which everyone says they love but I get suffocated by).. Aaah, sweet relief from the sweltering heat (which makes you feel you've been put in an oven to bake along with a baking dish full of water) I love waking up in the morning to the pitter patter of rain falling on the scaffolding put by the row house below (Though sometimes it sounds like a hailstorm). I love waking up to the hope that today will be a holiday.. The uncertainty of whether leaving on time will be of any use in case I don't reach at all.. I love how every tree leaf is cleaned off all the dust and grime of a whole year.. I love driving in pouring rain.. Where u can hardly see the vehicle or in fact the road ahead.. (minus the fact that everything slows down and the huge traffic jam again) I love watching the face of the completely ignorant person sitting next to me in the bus when water falls on them from the AC vent :D But this time monsoon hasn't been kind to me.. Working in a building that has got no windows is really a cruel way to punish someone who loves the monsoon.. Really all association I have with the outdoors is the varying light that filters through the skylight, and the sound of rain.. And not one day have I been able to take a day off because of the rains.. Really sad.. Railways, why do u still work? And since the place where I stay is always troubled by more rain than anywhere else, everyday I'm plagued by calls.. When the hell are u gonna leave? if u leave late today i will not pick u up from station/ checknaka.. You will have to stand in the long winding queue for the rick or walk home.. Its raining so much here.. Earlier when the client used to ask me whether I'll be allowed home for leaving from office so late, I used to find it really absurd.. How can my family keep me outside the door at midnight? Now I think that I really won't be allowed in.. especially when its pouring rain..