Ek kavita likhna chahta hun

Update: (Feb 02, 2006)

• I feel like a cave-man. No internet at home yet.
• Customer care of SBC Yahoo! DSL hold a degree in transferring our calls to tech support and back.
• I think my boss read this post and is keeping me busy. Sorry Boss. Please read this too.
• I like to follow a no-net-at-work-rule but these days somehow I feel like breaking all rules.
• This is the last line of the update. Back to work.
• Okay one more. There are 99.312% chances that this Sunday I will watch Rang de Basanti.

Ek kavita likhna chahta hun
Apne aansuon ko shabd dena chahta hun..

Unse kabhi mulaqat hogi to arz karenge
Woh naa bhi sune...ek wah to darz karenge..

Barkat hai ki shabdon ki kami humein nahi..
majboor hain, yeh aansu abhi tak thamein nahi..

So this is what a budding Civil Engineer sitting in his cubicle, on the 35th floor of a high rise in the 3rd largest city in US does. Not to forget the breathtaking view of the semi-frozen Lake Michigan.
The news is that I got a raise yesterday. Not just me, everyone got a raise. Why? Because its that time of the year when the company reviews the pay packages. Some time yest, my phone rang and almost simultaneously Outlook notified me of a new mail.

The friend (on fone): "You got it?"
Me: Ya..dude..reading..
friend: WTF!
Me: I dont know..
friend: you got the same?.$*.* ?
Me : yo...I guess we have exaclty the same talents and working abilities.

Honestly, I dont care about money too much. I like to think that I can happily manage with whatever comes my way. When I was in college, I was happy with whatever I got to spend in the canteen. When I was in Bangalore, I was happy not watching every movie screened in the PVRs. And now here, I am happy with whatever I get to send back home.
(I do understand that I have not seen the worst of the life yet and when it will come it may well change my beliefs and make me run after the gold.)

Given all that, I was eagerly waiting for the moment because I wanted a feedback. May be a rating would have done just fine.

The more exciting news is that its 12:37 am on Saturday and I have to move into a new apartment starting 8:00 am on the same Saturday :D ..
I have been packing my stuff this week so not much is left. Its going to be a hectic Saturday. and I am guessing that it might take a couple of days to get the internet setup and everything else. So I might just be away....(like if anyone will notice!)

Another Life?

Finally!..:)

I got motivated, yet again.

I feel weird. Now that I have decided to get back to this place, I make an attempt to wander into the streets of my mind, hoping to pick up random memories lying unnoticed, waiting for attention, waiting to be cherished. But I see nothing but deserted streets, closed doors and turned backs. I feel like a stranger in his own home. I knock on the doors, I shout at the turned backs, I plead. There are no answers. Soon (or very very late?), I realize, this might be a punishment, and most rightly a well deserved one.

I hope and pray that things turn out the same way as they do for a loner who makes a return to his home after a long, long time. He takes time to settle down, stands on his feet and then finds a street which is as lively and glowing as a scented candle flame. The wax, he would make sure be limited only by his imagination. He looks for company and finds aplenty. He knocks on the door and they open. He picks up random memories and admires each one of them.

It would be a brutal treachery if the first post of this new life ends without two things. Firstly, my apologies to the readers of personal musings. I dont know if it mattered to any one but still I am sorry (yes, the same old sorry) for doing that vanishing act of mine with a small "Thats It". I am here waiting for the gallows, is all I can say. Secondly, I wish to thank two individuals, who time and again, persistently, poked me with the question. "Kaps, so when are you getting back?"..."What happened to your blog?". They are InciVinci and Nupur.

Invincible in particular, who kept nagging, with infinite patience accompanied by his typical nonsensical uncommon sense of humor. Thanks Big Brother!.. Nupur, who'd simply put it into my face.."Kapil, take control of your BLOG!". Thanks Mate! Again, I dont know if it mattered to anyone of you, but you did make a difference. About a month back, I was trying to get back. Made a cool new template (not this one), all by myself, Ooops! ok..ok..Google devta helped me find my inspiration, as they say in bollywood. Also tried to put together a 'dhamakedaar' post about my comeback. No, not this one. A different one which will not get published in all probability. And then, about the same time I saw Mr. Invincible calling time out!. It dint do any good. None at all. :(. But he is back now and for the good :) ) .

And yes, it was only the writer Kaps that was away. The reader Kaps was active. He blog hopped to his favorite blogs. Discovered some new and interesting blogs and I guess the commentator Kaps wants to take charge.

So Ladies and their Brothers..Lets ROCK!.

There are 3 types of rock

1. Sedimentary Rock

2. Metamorphosis Rock

3. Igneous Rock

(Self to Kaps: Are we trying to be funny here?

Kaps to Self: Umm..Ya!

Self to Kaps: Dude, You Suck.

Kaps to Self: There are 3 types of Suck..1.)

Summary:
I am back.

(sounds so cliched, right? but thats how Life of a Kaps is..)

Read it All