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Jaane nahi denge tujhe…

Assuming prior knowledge of ’3 idiots’ for the reader.

This song is my current favorite since so many days now; the best song from that movie in my opinion. Today, I wandered into a flashback of my life. I realized that so many dear ones have left me during the course of journey.

This guy, really cheerful, sweet, emotional, someone who’d do anything for a friend; my friend since class 1 – we used to be like brothers back in  1996. Then I moved on with my life, met so many new friends. We never really tried to keep contact, don’t know why. The treasure of my entire childhood, knowing the 10 year old me – it was safe in his heart. He died sometime back.

I’ve seen and heard a lot of people die. Some of them were really close to my heart. A few haven’t actually died, but circumstances have made them as good or as bad as dead for me.

I guess in trying to live my own life, I’ve become a really self-centered person. The zeal with which Aamir and other college mates of Sharman try to bring him back to life – I really miss being that kind of person. Perhaps the work pressure, and my endless greed for more is to blame.

Can’t gather courage to write more. It’ll be too meaningless and hollow to say that I love you my friends, and I really care.

Adios.

What does Bangalore mean to me?

Yahoo! BangaloreIt is once again time for a great phase in my life to end, only to start another awesome one. About two years ago – 29th July 2007 to be precise – I landed in Bangalore to commence my first full time job. It was a dream come true to work for Yahoo!, one of the most amazing places to work at. As the company rightly puts it, “fun” is one of its core values.

The best thing about Bangalore has been its pleasant weather all year round – the summers are not too hot, accompanied by light showers in evenings; the winters are just cold enough to enjoy it; and well, rains are my favorite anywhere anytime. The crime rate “appears to be” really low, and I feel very safe living in here.

There are no words to describe the Yahoo! experience – the vast range of learning opportunities, the endless ever-increasing challenges, the zeal to make a difference, the pride Yahoos take in their products, the ever-ready to party attitude – really, no words. Every Yahoo is an amazing individual, and its been an honor.

As such, Bangalore was a completely new city for me – I didn’t know anyone here. Nonetheless, I haven’t felt lack of friends here – a dozen of IIITians, really friendly joining batch at Yahoo!, a wonderful team – it couldn’t have been better. For these two years, I’ve had another loyal friend which I didn’t mention yet. It is my bike – Bajaj Discover 135 DTSI – which has been a companion in everything I did here.

I’m really bad a remembering paths to places, and even worse in tracing the return path. Still, I feel that Bangalore is one city I know best among all the cities I’ve ever known (including Indore).

My human nature – if I can call it that – has never let me appreciate the importance and role of Bangalore in my life. Its only when time has come to depart, that I’m cherishing a wonderful part of my life in a city which is legen… wait for it… dary! Its just coincidence that its thanksgiving, but I thank everyone and everything from the bottom of my heart, for everything.

Reminds me of the song -

Main pal do pal ka shayar hoon, pal do par meri hasti hai, pal do pal meri kahani hai.
Mujhse pehle kitne shayar, aaye aur aakar chale gaye, kuch aahein bharkar laut gaye, kuch nagme gaakar chale gaye.
Wo bhi ek pal ka kissa they, main bhi ek pal ka kissa hoon, kal tumse juda ho jaoonga, jo aaj tumhara hissa hoon.
Kal aur aayenge, nagmo ki khilti kaliyan chunne wale, mujhse behtar kehne wale, tumse behtar sunne wale.
Kal koi mujhko yaad kare, kyon koi mujhko yaad kare, masroof zamana mere liye, kyon waqt apna barbaad kare.
Main pal do pal ka shayar hoon, pal do par meri hasti hai, pal do pal meri kahani hai…

Adios.

Social networks

For whom am I writing this post? Who are the readers? This post has been re-drafted five times, and only the people mentioned before are to blame. This is my personal space, my personal diary, why should I write what they want to read?Facebook

Explosion of social networking sites have done something similar. Facebook sends updates to all my friends of each and every click I perform. Many other sites, including Yahoo! Connection Updates are following the same thing. All this is no doubt increasing the amount of time people spend on these sites – people sit and read what their friends are doing, people read about the girl they’ve a crush upon, and whom she talks to, people sit and mock how stupid some of their classmates or room-mates are behaving, and so on.

These social networks don’t aim to bring people closer. There is no formula to do so. All they want is more and more people registering for their service and using it. The more number of people use them, the more advertisements they can show, and the more money they can make.

I fear saying hello to my dear friend on her ‘wall’ or ‘scrapbook’, because it sends a notification to the remotest contacts, that I’ve sent her a message, a scrap or even a poke! I can’t imagine how awkward it’d get if one of those contacts was my dad or mom or little sister. I’ve a couple of hundred contacts in my friend-list on each social networking site, but still I can count the total friends I have, on fingers of my right hand. My phone book is full of numbers, but I can’t figure out even one number to call when am lonely.

We’re living in a world of cyber interaction, and its only ironic that we love the theme of our new facebook, but – the rising sun, the sea shore, the midnight moon – all these are the same old for us. “Did you checkout the new Yahoo! Homepage?” is more commonly heard than “Isn’t the rising sun so very beautiful?“. By the way, check out the new Yahoo! homepage, its really cool.

The platform of chatting gives us immense ease of interaction. We can speak our heart out without any fear, as we remain mostly anonymous. We can act stupid, reveal our darkest secrets, or just talk and have fun, who cares? We fall in love with our chat friend (platonic love), we want to see him/her everyday. Whom do we really love actually? Its just a sleek looking contact icon, or perhaps her way of typing sentences, or his witty jokes! Whatever happens, you’re not a part of their lives offline – never can be.

Everyone of us goes and meets their net friends once in a while. Its fun too, but if you look closer, its awkward. If not awkward, its a really short lived, pleasant but formal meeting. In your head, you want to run away, and sit in front of Yahoo! Messenger, and talk to that icon – in text mode. This in-person thing, the voice, the interaction, the body language, the looks – its just too much to handle from someone who was just an icon before.

I might be sounding cynical about internet relations, but there is a lot of truth hidden in this. It might not all be very logical, I mean nobody made a rule that two internet friends can’t gel well in person too. It happens sometimes, but such cases can be safely ignored as round-off errors. One more thing that people might argue is, there are friends who had to move away due to a job or studies, what stand do I take in such cases?

Well, whatever it is, the bottomline is, real friends are really really really hard to find. It takes a lifetime to find more than two-three, that too if you’re lucky. This explosion of social networks, flood of interaction, truck-load of friends – is very unnatural. Its not real, its all a world of illusion. Its in their best interests to keep the illusion going, so that people keep using these sites, and keep feeling that they’ve a 1000 friends, and still counting.

One of my favorite quotes would suffice the closing.

Its not a miracle to make a 100 friends, the real miracle is to make 1 friend that’ll be there when 100 are against you.