Decided..

Yes its decided now.... all must have listen the famous saying "AAR YA PAAR"..m gonna realise it...seriously.... I might have compromised before.. but m not detined to be compromise always.. who says i cant...'ll show can ... this time action 'll speak lauder than words...

so consider it as turning point of ma life.... ma life gonna take turn..might be +ve or -ve..

SO u'll find everyday something frm ma side..

Todays news analysis:

the news i have heared today is "pakistan's both major political parties joined hands..."

means no effective opposition at all.... the only thing which is vis a vis to these is Parvez musharrf

One more thing pinched me "Zardaari njoing limelight and power over his wife's death"
thats shameful... wenever see him in news he acting as he has achieved success by himself...He should not forget Benezir bhutto's sacrifice....Its all because of her only....

The next big news is IPL... cricket get commercialised... so much money is inflowed during bidding of players...BUT i afraid with the feeling of nationalism... will the cricket be same interesting as previously it was....
yes definitely we will see lots of good cricket in ICL but we Indian love this game coz this binds us as nation....we shout slogans like "Bharat Mata Ki Jai.." wen sachin or dada hit boundry...but now what...... If it goes regionally..... why it is so...all ready we are suufering with this regional problem in Mumbai and North East ...so i'll somewhere boost these emotions...

lets see hw does it goes.......

oops its life to leave ofc...m going bbye

m lovin It....

Its jus the matter of time...just 2 mnths back i had different dreams ....different aspirations..different mindset abt work an life.....But now everything has been changed..

i lost ma 1st ever battle dat let me down...but i still have desires to win..

dis reminds me famous saying "Success doesn't mean absence of failure...it mean winning ultimate wars not small battles,,"

But ma mindset got changed...now i feel like satisfied with ma job...but basically m not..

I come to ofc @ time......work properly....barely think abt those sites which wer ma "HUM DUM "
just 3 mnths back... anyways life goes on...but wat i have observed is hw u persue ur dream.,...


just dreaming is not sufficient ...u should have determination to carry on with ur it....

i not gonna loose ma tempo...i'll start again...i be back.....for sure...

Jindagi aa raha hoon mein......

the hall is full of spectators.. i ws on the red corner and that who can not be named ws on Blue corner...

i could feel the moisture on air... it ws pleasant weather but i ws shivering...coz i ws against ma all time enemy ..who?? plz dnt ask abt HIM ...he can not be named...

the fight started .... as i had gr8 enthu to win but lack of prior knowledge ws something which i had to deal with...I ws a boy who lived with dream of victory over him....but this ws the first time i ws facing him....but some where in ma heart i had feeling of " I have it in me".... this led to ma challenge to Him..

Initially i ws preparing like anything ...i strated well though i cudn't got gud results...i moved on....

But some where down the line i lost ma enthu and ma improper planning led ma efforts in to wrong direction..

So this half hearted preparation and improper planning became achilles heel for me..

On that dat i started with +ve' s i punched him decently...dat made an impact but not too well....
then ma second punch went gud...it ws gud enough.....i ws thinking if i wudn't kill him alleast 'll beat him.....
BUT BUT BUT...he ws not as simple as i ws thinking ... he smiled and attacked to ma achilles heel.... he punched one after another......Round One finished..

when i ws @ ma post i looked @ me .... i ws bleeding like anything....ma weakest part ws damaged ...i lost the battle.....I lost round one ....i m loser....


BUT BUT MR. who can notbe named 'll come back......Now i'll work on the area m weak in...

Then 'll show u " KISMEIN KITNA HAI DUM..."

Dare to think beyond "naukri"...

Bhokali is feeling bad today....



Today morning wen i woke up...a tsunami og negative thoughts hit me...usually i feel energetic and optimistic in the morning but today.....i started rethinking ma decision... Fat the wuck...m thinkng whether 'll be able to get this or nt??? m a boy of high dreams since ma childhood...but is it sufficient ???

No ofcourse..So nw i have 2 options whether compromise wid situation or fight till death...

M confused....coz otherone sounds passionate but less rationale while first option give me rosy path to walk through......m confused m confused m confused m NOT confused.....yes i gotta answer...M nt confused...

m nt gonna throw in the towel as easily....m belong to marshall family...it doesnt allow me to lose.

Bhokali 'll bounce back...for sure

Lut gaya Barbaad ho gaya....

Whether call it ma "Karama" or "Paapon ki saza" i gotta zilch in ma hand....after 3-4 mnths preparation and lots of dream i suddenly realised that was not enough to be be der....

Ppl around me get that thing so easily so why can't i ...this made me restless in recent dayz....nywayz m looking fwd but still der is confusion like sud i compromise wid ma dream or try once again wahich includes some risk factor as always and time comsumption as well.

Chalo Chhaddo yaar..

yesterday Ratan Tata set gr8 exmple of being winner....i knoe 1 lakh car is not a philanthropic venture still try to keep ur promise which u made 4 yr back...n work on it shows his persistence..which is really admirable coz economy and every thing changed drastically but he never let dowm his promise which he made wid country..If this new segment gets approval from"Aam junta" then that can impact severly to two wheelar companies...what i can forsee that students from clleges which consider to be bike or scooty crowd hanging around with friend in this segment car....

Specially when it prove itself as save and durable which everyone concern (frankly no1 is bothered abt environmental issues accept ones who is get paid for it) we see lota of galz roaming around in this car... Nw lookin fwd to see beatiful galz oops car on road...till then ROCK ON

Bhokali's Day Out. Series 1

On the eve of nw yr... i ws all alone thinking abt me,myself , my aspirations...(sounds philosophy na????) but seriously i found hell loat of differences that came into my life during last two yrs.

let me take you to tour of my life two years back and now...

lets start with day routine of a typical bakait (talkative) engineering college student who good at academics (But not great).

living in final yr hostel of a engineering college (college rated below IITs and RECs....though i am not amused with it)...so room is single seated room has a balcony which is facing to the road which is main route to galz hostel (a.k.a. Maal Ganga) and one more thing to add as being one of top 5 boys in class gotta seat as in this hostel as member of anti ragging squad among 1st yr students....so treated as God coz final yr tog bhagwan hota hai ...sabka baap...



So here goes my day...

Its 8:13 am in the morning and orpat alarm clock rings which gotta most irritating ring tone....
i wake half naked...(Chaddi and baniyan) and went to bathroom for susu...while returning i see a 1st yr bachcha (poor guy) ask him to arrange water for me (if its winter then hot water). wrapped towel wear T shirt and i come at my balcony while brushing my teeth.....wow 1st yr galz (naya maal)...wearing uniform which is compulsory for 1st yr....galz look simple seedhi saadi type.....well this image get changes in 2nd yr drastically.

now i have a class at 9 of one of the senior professor. i have to get ready ASAP....in my college the best thing is if u look shabby people suspect you to be bond...so we used to have torn jeans.....assembled slippers (Chappal) which usually are of different colors and sizes.....i run towards Lecture theatre (LT) meanwhile i passed some 1st yr bachcha party dressed smartly in uniform and ready for their 1 st lecture as well....skipped break fast (which is Aloo Parantha in most cases). On the ways to class some 2nd yr londas met and ask why r u running sir ji???
i reply " yaar late ho gaya....master g**d maar lega aaj." any how managed to reach at time...(till thinking abt my reply oHH!!! i forgot to tell you during our undergraduate course we also earn master degree in abusing language)
OK...out side LT we are wating for teacher and staring at galz....(though not that good but something is always better then nothing..) i gotta some clicks....(means aankhe chaar hona....)

cracked some obscene jokes and parody of any other batch mate...i am good at it?? thats why named as ch*****ra (intentionally used ** ) hey chalo chalo ganja aa gaya!!! someone shouted...

we went inside got most strategic position so that teacher cant see me and i can see all galz clearly...tried to understand concepts as after class i'll read revise all this only just before end semester exam.
sometime you get the concept some time not...anyways....class done....next calss is cancelled we went to nearest canteen which is more or less like a Jhopadi....well we get all our basic necessity like chai, maggi,bun,cigarette and buckchodi (fun talking).
after having breakfast there and discussing rape news in local hindi news paper we analysed latest rumour in college..asked canteenwalah to add my maggi into my account recieved weired look by him..as i have to pay my old debts as well....now somebody told next class is about to start .

My friend yelled "saale pada pada ke maar daalenge yaar" lekin every body wants to pass and get goos sessional and everyone has "padaku bachcha " inside him. so we went to class....attended by half sleeping came back for lunch. Had lunch which is PATHETIC as usual and often compared with shit...well i'm not in mood to attend lab session ...i'll go 1 hour late...but 'll go for sure coz of two reasons....
1)attendence
2)gotta gal in my project group ;)

after lab session m free...feel like God.....we usually have discussion outside hostel we gether and started buckchodi..... who is the escape goat today...might be that guy who caught dating yesterday.
people enjoying intruding into his personal life....me??? ohh i m leading this movement....
well its not our fault ...we never had date so its just utter frustration that made us Shiv Sainik..

So this crabs like nature owe minimal number of couples a our college....still some of the braves have their...

at 5 its tea time...which is Tea Time Manoranjan....the same buckchodi is now in full swing as some new chap joined this as stress buster but for us its worship....all final yr abusing like anyting...galz hardly visit campus shop at this time but some of them do....because of their love for comment count....they simply wanted to be commented .this might give them feeling of being galz....

The same scene continues till 6...after that ppl gether at their respective meeting rooms which is room of buckchod having PC full of movies,porn and video songs....

we fight over video song..porn and another discussion on galz,hot couple in college, teacher, sessional and some time career...
some are very pessimistic as they want to join any company other like me still think as they are made to rule the world...but inside myself i understand its just bolbachchan...
chatting and masti kills time smoothly suddenly we listen chaos as somebody has over boozed and now he is vomiting and abusing...his obvious targets are..

1) teacher , who has given him lowest marks in sessional in last semester
2)galz, in general coz they are destined to be abused
3)his compititor, who is his gal's close friend
4) finally, the guy who is trying to help him..(dunno why????)

well its just matter of time any one could be at the position of that guy.
after dinner its time to go to 1st yr chaps....who are generally studing ....as i entered all stood up... i am not in favor of ragging so i ask them to settle down...then ask about college ,process and success mantra in this collge....

I started my description of journey ..... projected myself as bond...never afraid of any thing...never studied even though gotta decent mark...(though its not true ...i almost cried when got low marks in 3rd semester and lost my merit scholarship).......

1st got convinced ...they refer me as Bond..... i tried to be humble and replied "are nahin yaar ..ho jaata hai...eish karo...."

then discussed galz in their class...new affair in their batch....after this marathon buckchodi...either some of my batch mates join our i go to them .....and continue till 2am....

1st yr get restless..because they have to go class next day.....i sensed the situation and finish off with some dialogue....

then went to my room looking at my course book i think i have wasted my precious time...tomarrow onwards i'll study hard....n get good marks...i prepare new time table...put it below pillow and go to sleep in same half naked state....

while lying on bed thinking about all the clicks i have made....each moment when a gal looked at me...whem someone praised me......

with these thoughts ...and lots of planning i go to sleep....ZZZZZZZ