Monday, November 30, 2009

Its 30th November Again

Quietly stepped into the next decade. Traveled more than 100 miles in day still spent the day in hibernation, extremely less than normal phone calls - some expected some not, not a single greeting in person, no cakes and no candles.. Probably everyone is deep entangled in their own webs.. or may be they just don't care ....Feels bad? may be.. Whatever !!

Off late all my birthdays have some sort of uniqueness attached to them.. None celebrated in a typical ala birthday fashion.. Different experience always. Is this some sort of indication of the year ahead... Who knows.. have to live another year for that.. :-)

Thursday, November 26, 2009

24 International Hours


Around the world in less than 24 hours ! Last 24 hours of my life have witnessed extensive international encounters. People, culture and food from civilizations across the globe. Should be an interesting blog I guess.

It started with the birthday party of a sweet girl at an exotic Balkan food joint belonging to people from the Ottoman land. The belly dance was a sort of let down though, imagine any eroticism in dance without a curvaceous midriff, if you can ? The show stealer ? On the house Hukka aka Hooka and curious conversations on an odd threesome...My first tryst with Zatar and Budemjune, I must say I relished the food. Save the best for the last, ended up enjoying hardcore Punjabi music at the Mediterranean land. Barely managed to save my esteem else birthday girl had all plans to hit the G-bar at closing hours of the day err night...

Thanksgiving Day. One of my QCF senior - Abe Riazati (03 batch) invited us for Thanksgiving lunch. Couple of my friends were suppose to join me at my place for the lunch. Poor fellas, selected a day on public holiday to use public transport. Anyway thanks to $ power they cabbed. Already late by some 1 hour, we searched hard to buy some wine, flowers and candies for the host. Phew, never go shopping on day before Black Friday! Anyway, once at Abe's place it was a different world. Iranian Host , Indian Guest, American Festival and loads of food to eat :). To my surprise there were more vegetarian dishes than Turkey and Co. Couple of rounds of main course packed with 7-8 variety of deserts made the meal more than sumptuous. Thanks Mrs Abe..

The rats settled down and it was time for some engrossing conversations. We talked about everything. We talked history - Journey from Persia to Iran, involvement of Tigris & Euphrates and Missouri & Mississippi in this process, rise and fall of Shah's regime , Revolutionary Guards uprising and current cost of living at Tehran. It was informative. We talked religion - Zoroastrian aka Farsiis (yeah, famous Tatas et. all and its F not P), Islam, Baha'i and Hinduism. I got answer to a question that was floating since long in my mind, If Farsiis in India are the original inhabitants of Iran then why do they follow Zoroastrianism ? Focus then shifted to literature and it was captivating to listen others taking deep dive into Indian literature. We discussed Bhagwat Gita, we discussed Kamasutra , we discussed Yoga. Abe was in particular more exited in sharing his Indian experience , mini bus ride from Political Heart to Love Tomb , chicken driving and importance of birth time, place and horoscope in life of an Indian. Horoscopes lead the discussion to Indian wedding and finally a question about my single status :( . You talk India, you need to talk its troubled neighbor -P. Abe's friend, sorry his name slipped out of my mind... talked of his life , escape from Iran via Pakistan and his experience in Pakistan. Quite insightful and and contrary to perception , an average Persian's thought about Pakistan and Co. He smartly did some pre-sales job for his yet to publish book - My Life , his stories with people and culture of countries he had seen specially Iran and Pakistan. What made conversation more productive was the sheer diversity of the group involved - Indian, Iranian and Americans.

Phew..Need a break..Earl Grey tea make it easy to move to advancement of technology and generation Z of kids. Needless to say current economic condition and life of Quant was also discussed at a somber note. We talked of Punch Cards ,Wimax 4G , Dos, Windows and what not. It was moment of self realization about my technical illiteracy when a I learned how a 11 year kid controls his Mac from Iphone. God, where is the world heading to ?? 2012 is playing closeby in Dollar Theater.

Finally time to call off the 24 hour cycle, goodbye - thanks a lot Abe. Truly 24 happening international hours. Back home, its CFA time.

BTW: What do you say about the look of the day ?

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Coming Back To Life..


After a long time, listening to my Pink Flyod's favorite number.... Reminds me of good old hostel days...Special mention to the last 4 lines of 1st stanza ..



Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And I headed straight..into the shining sun

I wish Roger Water had played this Gilmour's song at Boston that day.. But then there are so many things I wish..

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Poetic Truth

सर झुकाओगे तो पत्थर देवता हो जायेगा...
इतना ना चाहो उसे वो बेवफा हो जायेगा !

हम भी दरिया हैं हमें अपना हुनर मालूम हैं ..
चल पड़ेंगे जिस तरफ़ रास्ता हो जायेगा ॥

~ बशीर बद्र

Friday, November 20, 2009

Zero Sum Game

Traveled miles, crossed seas , scaled peaks all hunting for dreams , newer heights and ego fueled ambitions. What if you look back? Empty barren fields, isolated shores and lonely peaks ! A zero sum game ?

In quest for victory, you ran hard, left everyone behind ..... practically everyone ! Achieved what you want and throw a party ...only to find you are left with no one to share your success and joy... All those who matter, all those who would be happy for you and not your success are left behind..Nothing else, No-one else matter !! Its only ME and no WE. Everyone you see around are your own relfections....detached , self-indulged souls busy redefining happiness using wealth, power and credentials... Poor Guys.

May be you need to experince this first hand.. Probably then only you will realise it...but who knows, it may be too late then.
Chase aspirations, but beware - Dont go there alone, nothing is worth alone!