Revival of Life's Vagabondage...

This is to inform you that I have planned a revival of my Life’s Vagabondage and  I expect it to be more calm, humble, polite, meek carrying forward from here on. I have been a vagabond without any directions, however added responsibilities has enlightened me and I have a direction and a train to catch on the rails of my development in 4D i.e. Financially, Mentally, Physically and Spiritually…..

On this path of my development as a stable, more perfect animal I have rented a nest in the gardens of fantasies and would start building my life from the scratch brick by brick most probably by 10^th of this month. My life’s illuminator is going to brighten my life’s eternal well being from 21^st of this month and I am eagerly waiting for the D-Day.

On the path of my vagabond life you had been my directors, my inspirations and I owe you gentlemen a part of my life’s blood bottled in a bottle of “elixir of life”.

This is to express my heartfelt gratitude for your kindheartedness and your tolerance towards my waywardly behaviors and I would always be indebted to the bondage of Love that you have flowered me with.

Soul Thieves

A Weird feeling this morning, was not feeling well, an upset stomach was the reason. Around 4:44 am I got a missed call from my Wife I replied, woke up went to loo downloaded and got back into bed. Stomach was really bad so I smsed my Boss around 6:08 am that I might not come to office today or might come late. Woke Joy up and told him I would not be coming to office, he was insisting on me coming to office, he was of the opinion that they wont let me sleep and would disturb me throughout the day. I repented and slept.

Around 6:45 when Joy was out of bath I could smell this sweet smell of Medimix and Yardley's Gentlemen, a real sweet smell something that made me feel really good. I wanted to wake up but I could not open my eyes. I tried I could slightly open and could see Joy like a shadow. I did not feel anything weird than, probably because I was in deep sleep. But I could hear him open the door, talk to the neighbours, take shoe from the shoe rack etc. 

Than there was silence, pin drop silence, than strangely I started hearing drums play it was distant but I could hear it clearly, like something was approaching me. I could feel like I am trying to get up but I could not, I tried hard, I could feel like me standing up but my body still in bed and pulling me back towards it, I could feel me getting up leaving my body behind and than the gravitational kind of pull pulling me back towards and into the body again. I wanted to go but my Body was adamant not to leave me. This happened several times. I was awake but still asleep. I could see the stuff in my room but I wasnt awake. I was confused am I sleeping or  awake. I forced myself to open my eyes if I am sleeping but I felt like I wasn't, so the efforts were unfruitful. At last I tired calling Amma Amma, Joy Joy, I was trying to shout but I could feel like my voice were stuck, they refused to come out.

Than at last out of sheer desperation I forced myself to wake up calling out Amma loudly, I was scared I didnt want to leave, I thought of my Chakkaraa (my Wife), and my life ahead with her, and forced so hard that I rose from my bed and this time with my body. What a weird morning, I am still confused whether I was dreaming or this was really happening. If it was real.. than some thieves were trying to steal my soul......

Another One Down....

Today I flunked another driving Test. This was the third one, though I should be sad about it, I ain't. This time I had my Wife by my side encouraging me, Before test she was like:

-- Don't take tension chakkare. Its all gonna be fine. I am praying for you, its for us that you would be taking this test.. dont you worry.. God will always be there with you. Do welll...

After Test she was like:

-- Its Ok muthe... Don't be sad my Chakkarakuttaa... sometimes God, jealous of our love for each other might deliberately test us, we will live up to all the tests that God throws at us and come over it together... God tired of our efforts to pass might pass us at-last. So don't you worry we will fight it together.

These encouraging words worked wonders for me and although I should have been sad is not so sad any more.. I would try again next month first week... and this time GOD will have to pass me...

Thankyou Chakkarey I LOVE YOU.....

But It's You That He Loves....

It isn’t your hair, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your eyes, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your nose, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your lips, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your face, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your ears, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your neck, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your shoulders, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your elbows, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your wrist, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your palm, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your fingers, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your hands, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your bosom, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your belly, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn't your waist, but it's you that he Loves,

It isn’t your hips, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your thighs, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your knees, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your toes, but it’s you that he Loves,

It isn’t your legs, but it’s you that he Loves,

He loves you as a whole and not in part,

He loves you from his soul and not just from his heart.

His Emotional Elation.............

He was........................

 Depressed, Deprived, Dejected, Destroyed, Destructed, Damaged, Deluded,   Dashed, Doused, Drowned, Dowsed, Dawned, Dulled, Damned, Desperate, Dared, Deceived & Doomed.....

But now He is..............

Beguiled, Charmed, Delighted, Elated, Exultant, Excited, Ecstatic, Enraptured, Enchanted, Enthralled, Entranced, Fascinated, Gladdened, Happy, Healthy, Hypnotised, Jubilant, Loved, Liked, Lusted, Longed, Mesmerised, Rejoiced, Rhapsodic, Spell Bound, Triumphant, & Yearned…..

Melancholic Day…. Friday the 3rd June 2011…

He longed for her, she is there in India, and he is here in UAE. He missed her and wanted her to be with him. Tears rolled down his cheeks remembering her, and that’s the moment when he realized how much he loved her and how much he wanted her to be with him. Took his phone and dialed her to talk, she picked. But he felt like a huge lump of sadness was stuck in his throat and was suppressing his voice, he could not talk. His words were stuck in his throat he could barely speak to her, and he did not want her to know how devastated he was. Suppressing his emotional turmoil, he forced himself to talk to her and talk to her as if nothing’s wrong.

They spoke for over one and a half hour, and that was indeed relieving for him. He felt as if she was lying by his side resting her head on his arm, he could feel her warm breath on his chest. Fiddling with his chest hair she was humming her favourite song, it was Divine… The feeling was ecstatic and he was elated as he crawled from the bitter truth of this real world to the world of his imagination where he with his wife by his side they were engrossed in divinely love for each other.... for ever and ever and ever till eternity....

Love's Intergrity....

Like a raindrop she had damped, a corner of my heart when I first saw her,
Time Passed by, we got close so close that she dowsed my heart with her Love’s downpour.
Magic is it, the feeling, got me numb from my head to the edge of my toes,
Only feeling that I have a sweet pain in my heart called Love, soothing like petals of red rose.


In this short time she familiarized herself to my senses; to her I am getting acquainted to,
Her little ways, her talks, her smile and every other thing she does is something magical, I have no clue.
Adoration for her drained me; I am losing my energy, myself, in her profound Love,
Married to me is she, but I feel, she is a part of me since birth, bonded to me from heaven above.


A Divine interference, she brightened my life, my otherwise gloomy life, and I feel it’s right, now,
How pointless living had been, no aim, no purpose, was superfluous, my existence, I used to disavow,
But it has all changed now, I feel fuller, more purposeful, aimless and pointless it’s not any more,
I dedicate to her, my Love, my Life; it’s for her, her love, that I have started living for.


Though I am here a sea away from you my love, I feel your presence here with me day in and day out,
Distance does not matter much; if our hearts on the path of Love are both engaged on the same route,
Hope this intense passion for your Love in me, does not die as time pass by and stay alive till eternity,
Hope your heart too radiates the same intense feeling for me, my Love, Our Love’s Integrity…



Dedicated to My Wife My Love..... I Love You..... Je Vous Aime.....

My Quarantine – Part 2

It was the time to reconcile… I had been such as assh@@e, or probably a cry baby, or probably its my sun sign I cannot take insults even if someone has cracked it out of fun… Its amazing how you react when you feel something someone said is not right rather putting your feet into their shoes and understanding their view point… they might have been trying to be funny with you… which you took it so serious and had been a real asshole…

 

So on first of January 2011 I wrote to that friend of mine apologizing for being an ass and telling her that I was really sorry for everything… It was so great of my friend for her to forget the Chagrin that I gave her and forgive me this Twenty Second Day of February 2011…. Thank you MADEMOISELLE you had been really understanding and I really missed you….. Thanks for being good to me and Its really Divine of you to forgive…. As someone rightly said ….

TO ERR IS HUMAN AND TO FORGIVE IS DIVINE……

Back on Track....

Being veggie was such pain on your taste buds..... and the only aspirin was going back to the wonderful days of Chicken Tikkas, KFCs, Tandoori Chickens, Chilly Chickens, Tangdi Kababs, Reshmi Kababs, Chicken Manchurians, Chicken Burgers, Chicken Biryanis and the list goes on and on and on....... So for the well being of the human beings ( a day could have come when chickens were so populated that they would have ruled over humans) and for keeping our taste buds fit and healty we became the regular non veggie again.....

Solid will power was displayed by me during these days when I was a solid veggie... KUDOS to Siji.... however I had to get back to chicken for my solid supply of proteins.... which was again another reason for me to get back to non veg...

Vegetarian restaurants are a no no in U.A.E. they are so few and very expensive... which would have easily resulted in a dent in my wallet, another reason for me to get back to non veg.....

Variety that non veg has on display is commendable.... what does veg has on the platter... nothing much worth mentioning... but look at non veg... there is so much variety..... this would also have my taste buds in action..... and if i would have deprived it of all these various tastes I would have landed in Hell for sure... for torture of the poor thing..... another reason for me to get back to non veg....

These and many more reasons collectively had me into going back to non veg.... back to the square... BACK ON TRACK......

CRUX IS WE EARNED THE WELL-DESERVED RESPECT FOR INDIANS….

Going Veggie is such a pain on your taste buds but we forced ourselves into it, a great achievement. But I should confess that we break our oath once a week and go out for something that your taste buds were used to squirming onto. It’s the feast that we eagerly wait for and I should tell you it’s a quite a feast that we have on the day of the week when we break our oath. Here I am referring to Myself of course and my roomie Engineer Joyston D’Souza.

We went out on our WEEKLY feast last night… Joyston came back from church at around 9:30 p.m….. he was hesitant to ask but :

Joyston : Whats Plans for tonight darling

Siji : Nothing special had juice and planning to go to bed

Joyston : Hesitantly can we go for dinner (we were hesitant to ask because we were zero on cash in hand and both knew)

Siji : Sure but not in mess and we will go out to place where they accept debit or credit cards….

Joyston : Sure so letzzz scoot

We were perplexed on the place to go, various options came into our brain storming:

1. IBN Batuta Gate Hotels - New place and might be very expensive… will take you there for my bachelors party Joy…

2. J.Ali Gardens :

                  a. Curry & Noodles – Indian place nice food – already visited once

                 b. Saravana Bhojanalaya – Indian Place Veg Food – already numerous visits

                c. Kababs Only – Paki Place ok ok kababs – already visited once

               d. Appa Kadai – Indian place very good food nice variety of appams – already numerous visits

               e. Urban Tadka – Indian place veg food not worth the expense – already visited once

               f. That’s almost all restaurants in the J.Ali Gardens vicinity…. So this place stands cancelled.

3. Papa Johns – our favourite pizza place – Joy not in mood to eat pizza

4. Hardees – mostly steak burgers – siji being very religious avoids eating beef – and burgers was to be avoided due to health reasons.

5. Jumeirah Beach Residency (Dubai Marina Walk): We were left with no other options but to visit our most favourite place… Nice restaurants, nice views and nice babes…. This place is flooded with multicultural, multilingual, multiethnic, multinational restaurants… which would again create lot of doubt in your mind making you wonder which one to visit…. Atlast narrowing down on our options while brain storming we chose to go to “KABABJI” which we thought was a Indian cuisine restaurant however turned out to be Lebanese place….

KABABJI….

Unintentionally we landed in this Lebanese restaurant and was welcomed by the receptionist in his flamboyant way of greeting guests in Arabic…. Expressions :

Siji : Mouth wide open did not know what to say, had this confused look (not because he was greeting us in arabic but because what made him feel that we are ARABS)

Joyston : “MAAFI ARABI HABIBI” “ENGLISH ENGLISH”…

Receptionist : Ok English English… “WALLA HABIBI MARHABA MARHABA”…

Ambience was really good and the balcony table and seats nicely arranged with an amazing view of Sea, seagulls, ATLANTIS lighted up at the horizon.. wonderful view.. I should have had my DSLR Rebel T1i with the Tripod and 75 – 300 mm Sigma…

We ordered :

1. Labanese style French Fries – Appetizer – AED 18/-

2. Mutton Ayaraas – Starter – AED 25/-

3. Half Special Kabajii Plater – AED 85/-

4. Labanese Laban – AED 24/-

5. Hammous with Bread – AED 25/-

6. Water – FOC

7. Tip – AED 10/-

We were trying to be FLAMBOYANT with our order to impress the LEBANESE and to earn the well-deserved respect for the INDIANS.. and achieved what we aimed for…. But the only problem was it was little too EXTRAVAGANT on my DEBIT CARD…..

Its sad that I dont expect anything from myself.......

I don’t Expect anything from Myself…..


The other day my fiancée forced me into taking an analytical test.

Nimzzzz : Jaan I want you to take this test which would tell me some hidden secrets about you, what you expect from the person you love the most…..

Sij : No baba what test and all… If you wanna know my hidden secrets I will reveal them to you, why do you want me to take all these tests and all….

Nimzzzz : Monu please take it, it would reveal stuff from your subconscious mind which you might not be aware of when you are conscious.

Sij : oho is it so and is it proven.... by Sigmund Freud…..

Nimzzzz : I don’t know.. I got this SMS and I found it accurate.. wanted to know how you would fare…. Probably some psychiatrist might have prepared this out of his ages of experience treating psychoticzzzzzzz……..

Sij : Ok than go ahead and take the test…. (I was already in a state of dilemma because of giving and failing tests)

Nimzzzz : Choose a number from following group of number (3, 13, 23, 33, ……., 123)

Sij : I chose “63”

Nimzzzz : Give me the name of the person you love the most

Sij : “SIJI”

Nimzzzzz : and the result is “Nothing”, hahahahaha “NOTHING”…..

Sij : That’s strange “I Don’t Expect Anything From My Self”….. oh! That’s worth giving a thought. Thanks for the realization babe.. I never thought of it… Gotto sit and analyze what I should be expecting from my self….

Nimzzzz : No Problem Darling…………….