Perfect Hangover

Love has robbed us both , you of pleasure , me of pain
With astounding silence it stole my war and your peace
We got into a perfect hangover by this intoxicated emotion
So pure that I won't complain

Your eyes cured my soul
Your laughter made me reborn
There are no more questions , no more denial
You became the answer

The old song has faded away
waiting from some words from your lips
But heart is eager to write a new song
waiting for unruly curls of you hair to fall into place

Never Let you Go

Of the beautiful eyes , the rhythm of silence
the confused soul, the reason of being in love
the dreams that bind us together to the path unknown

Of the past we never had and the future will never have
of the smiling stars in the night
of the pain of the building that is going to be demolised

Of the time that has gone by
of the moment when I first saw you
of the music of busy traffic in a highway

Of my journey to the next lane of future
of my retreat from darkness of my heart
of every moment when I thought of you

Of the distance that separates us
of the moving train passing by the sleeping village
of the moment we wasted looking for each other

Of the desert waiting for the rain
of the bruised relations and broken hearts
of the beginning of my journey and dawn of my realisation

I did never let you go

10 commandments from hel(L)

Three days into term-II, I already feel the pressure of elephant sitting on my head and myself racing to
break the 100m record by usain bolt. If term-I was about standing on the toe , this term is all about
standing on the toe nails and ballet like natalie portman as in Black Swan.

However as the line goes in the Charlize Theron starrer 'monster' , 'The thing that people never 
realise about me is that  I can train myself into anything'. This holds true for the students here.
And I hope that will  also hold true for me in the coming days

So after so much brain scratching and smoke surfing , I postulate the following 10 commandments
for MBA students straight from hel(L)

S No	The Ten Commandments in Bible	The Ten Commandments in MBA
1	Thou shalt have no other gods before me	Thou shall have no other dream or thought than MBA
2	Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is  in heaven above, or that  is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth	Thou shall not remember your family or old friends nor foster any kind of relationship till the day you walk through this hallowed gate
3	Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord  thy God in vain; for the LORD will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain.	Thou shall not take your CV in vain ; for the companies will not hold him/her guiltless who taketh their CV in vain
4	'Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy	Remember the exam day and appear in it
5	Honour thy father and thy mother : that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee	Honour thy Professors and thy seniors : or the days will be long upon the road you walk
6	Thou shalt not kill	Thou shall not sleep neither in day nor in night
7	Thou shalt not commit adultery	Thou shall not maintain CGPA less than ten
8	Thou shalt not steal	Thou shall not bunk classes
9	Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour	Thou shall not fail to earn CV points
10	Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour's.	Thou shalt not covet other’s girlfriend, nor friend of girlfriend, nor other’s PPO, nor other’s CGPA, nor anything that is other’s

1/6 TH MBA*

As you already know and must have seen in countless advertisements the '*' at the end of an
announcement suggests that 'conditions apply'. So I thought to put it at the end of this blog's
title as my term-I results are yet to come.

Ideally I should have written this one week back , when the term-I exam was over. But ask
any student pursuing  MBA, about two things he/she would like to do after first trimester/
semester is over , the answers will be 1. Go Home ,  2. Sleep a Lot. Same emotions as a
prisoner first time in parole. So in the spirit of keeping the traditions of those who have
completed this first part of the stint in hell and who will complete in the future , I went home
and slept a lot for last few days.

However while going home , I tried to apply theory of marketing (i.e creating , communicating
and delivering the value) into laws of attraction. At 30,000 ft above ground, I  positioned
my upper part of the body at 21.7 degree angle to show the college logo and name on the
t-shirt to the high cost (pretty) air hostess in the low cost airline. After several attempts ,
her looks conveyed the message that she is not that into me. At that height , I did not have
the option to walk out. So I stayed with a sour heart and as I had nothing else to do I
started to think whether I learnt anything in the last three months from this costly course.
The verdict was 'not much' ( in terms of opportunity cost)

Then I started thinking about 'What to do next'. I remembered what Mr Shivram Apte
(guest lecturer for a course)  had  told about the options after MBA.

The picture , I think is self-explanatory (as it took more than 15 minutes of my time and
patience to complete it in MS Paint). To put it into words , those with high ambition and
ability to withstand pain will constantly change their jobs for better opportunities, those
with high ambition and willingness to do something different  will become CXOs (CEO,
CFO  etc) , those who want to be the change and can withstand pain with no high
ambition will join NGO and at last with all the three i.e ambition , ability to
withstand pain and willing to bring change will become entrepreneurs.

I don't know what I want to become. Beyond the fascinating colors , large white space
remains and  it seems that is my domain.

Another aspect about choosing profession I got while reading the book 'The Black Swan'
by Nassim Nicholas Taleb , where he had postulated the following theory

"The distinction between writer and baker , speculator and doctor , fraudster and prostitute
is a helpfulway to look at the world of activities. It separates those professions in which one
can add zeros ofincome with no greater labor from those in which one needs to add labor
and time (both of which are in limited supply) - in other words , those subject to gravity"

So as the term-II starts I begin to think which profession to chose when the course ends ,
a 'scalable' one ( in which you are not paid by the hour and thus subject to limitations of
the amount of your labour) or a 'non-scalable' one

Come as you are

Come as a song when I am afraid to sing

As a hope, when all is lost

As love, to fill the void in heart

Come as a rainbow when I look at the sky

As a gift, when I expect none

As a friend, when I am left alone

Come as a shooting star when I want to make a wish

As a glass of wine, when I sit to write

As the morning star, in my darkest night

Come as peace, after I have fought my war

As a last heartbeat, for a dying man

As a silver moon, gleaming on a stream

Come as a  dream, when I sleep no more

As a vision, when I am confused

As a smile, when tears are dried up

Come as a prayer, when I lose faith

As a imagination, when I am too real

As a idea, when I am afraid to think

Come as freedom, when I am in chains

As a bedtime story, when I am a child

As a walking stick , when I grow too old

Come as unexpected, as a summer rain
As a first kiss or as a last wish
As a red rose on the grave

Come whenever and wherever you like

Come, as you used to be, as a surprise

I will be then and there, as promised

Hey God , don't look this way

Hey God,  if your ever wake up from your eternal sleep
Please don't look this way ,
We are not ready yet for you to evaluate

The world you left us seemed too big
So we made thousand partitions
And fought many wars in the name of peace

All that we need was without any price
But we did not want things for free
And bargained freedom in death for a life spent in slavery

You thought we will learn to coexist
But equality of life was passe
So we fought with each other to see who is fit to live

You created a world without any fallacy
But it was not fun to live in a world without any lies
We created our own illussions and made mockery of life

You made us mortal so that we can seize each moment
But we believed in saying nay
And just survived long enough to die anoter day

Your final gift was the ability to love
But we thought it as a mere weakness
And now we just hate to love and love to hate

You will be sorry to see what we have become
So Please don't look this way
We have not evloved yet and are far from being perfect

random thoughts

Bored with the tranquility of my soul , I fell in love
Conspiracy of my heart , I chose you
Now I feel like a dying cockroach lying on its back waiting for eternity to end

Vibrations of the deadly silence brings back memory of future
Call it coincidence or purpose,
dancing smokes of dying cigarette draws your face in the sky

How it feels to be in love
who can tell who will dare
Am I in love? Can I deny ?