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So how bout the "Mid Thirties".... This is the first time in my life i'm here. Its interesting.
Some might even say a good age to be, supposed to be at your peak!
You're wiser... you're on the top of your game..know your body, know your mind and more importantly know which direction your overall scene is headed..am i right?
But what if.... All of the above are sorta in place, but your still looking? Coz what you thought was your calling when you were 25 has changed now that your 35?
You've spent a decade trying to get where you don't belong?
So what do you do?

You sacrifice what your mind or your soul seeks, coz its the safer bet? Or do you let it control you and lead you to an unknown path towards your mystic promise land at the cost of your sense of security?

Well there's no right or wrong here.. some might say to each his own.. I'll say do whatever helps you sleep better at night.. coz at the end of the day that's the only thing that matters.

To sum it up it's not about getting what you want, but wanting what you already got.

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At a red light its a general tendency to look around see what the guy next to you is driving or generally scan the cars around you (after your done with your phone that is ofcourse) 

(How ridiculous is it to ignore your phone and just relax your eyes and look around !)

Open 3rd bracket quote I mean do you even know how much my phone does for me? Im the lead actor in this philm close 3rd bracket.

Which brings me back to where I started. At the signal I noticed one car with a family of three. And none of em were looking into their phones. The papa was talking with the mama and the daughter was doing what seemed like un entangling her tresses. 

The rarity of a sight like this prompted me here. Putting pen to paper (uh the closest equivalent to that) fine its my phone alright on which I type this. Focus will ya

What I observe is that whenever im by myself , im constantly doing something or the other on my phone.(except when my hands are otherwise occupied that is) And it doesn't help that handsets nowadays are capable of replacing  computers, doctors, travel agents, self confidence, theatres, sex, hunger, sleep etc. 

Have you ever noticed that while your waiting for someone at a public place you automatically reach out to your phone? This has almost become a reflex!

We crib about stressful and chaotic lives and surround ourselves with gadgets and information coming through various channels. Phrases like real time and Google it, are a part of our day to day activities.

Its now clear that we are becoming more paranoid and restless both without and because of technology! 

While growing up I dint have a cell phone or sms. But we got by just fine. We walked to school and when we returned late there were no anxious eyes at the door. Now there is something called bus service where a mother of one of the kids has to be present on a school bus and notify the other moms via bbm group chats or whatsapp that their package has been received and delivered.

We went through school and college without Google! (thats something ain't it?)

We go with it. We adapt. But its not looking good from where I see it at this moment.

We are afraid of silence and calm. Keep calm is nothing more than a diaplay picture on BBM. We arent comfortable in our own skin until its instagrammed. Our awesome experiences haven't reached their true potential until it has been liked and shared by people who barely qualify as friends. Google has replaced intelligence. 

Obviously there is no turning back. But what we can do is switch off every once in a while. Just for a day. No phones. No ipads. No laptops. Just for one day. If you can manage that without losing your mind, you'll be fine!

Now if you'll excuse me I have to post this on my blog and fb the link. Tweet about how deep I am. And put up my latest profile pic which has been instagrammed and has me staring blankly with the backdrop of the sea.

Ps: my most cherished and memorable conversations happened over the landline. 

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Run like Hell

Every once in a while things happen that leave you ..... if i may say so,  flabbergasted.

Sharing one such. So i'm walking on the pavement outside my showroom and as i pass the next shop i hear
someone calling out my name....not once, not twice ...but thrice (the decibel and angst in the voice increasing each time). I turned around and i see this guy, who i know by face but have never spoken to beyond a polite
greeting , as neighbours would. He has some sort of a speech impediment as is evident to me as soon as he's through with the first sentence. His teeth are spaced out and due to the stuttering there is collection of excess saliva around his mouth, which i am fearing can shoot out any moment! He is at work dressed in track pants a sleeveless t-shirt and sneakers. And he grabs my hand to shake it with gusto and says "H-h-hii j-j-j-charannn..That's uurr n-name right? I always r-r-remember but then i forget. Hower yuu? " I replied saying "Good..how bout yourself " To which he starts out on what might be the longest reply to that question in the history of the world!
He said "I'm good ya I was working for a corporate for 2 years to get corporate experience Then i went for doing my diploma and after that i did my MA first class and will now be joining mba at National college Matunga and after that i wanna do my PHD."  (all this with stuttering and salivating)

I took a step back and tried to ease my hand from his grip as my first instinct of self preservation. He was breathing heavy and his eyes had widened as if he was speaking to a fellow human after a long while.
I had to say something....something that would end the chat and enable me to walk away from Mr. Iwannatellyoueverything. So I said "That's remarkable!"
To which he says "Yes it is cos its like something is goin in all the time and thats a way to keep you distracted from someone I lost no need to say who but you know its always better to do something and keep ur mind occupied as you know something is always coming in its better than crying over the love of my life my honey who left me for someone else and has 2 kids even....but you know its better to do this than sit in a bar and have alcohol and im not suicidal... yet. And 'WE' are not the kind of ppl who will drink away and drown in alcohol i come from a decent family just like yours and i am not going to take revenge on other girls jus because she has left me na"
(stuttering,salivation and speed of sentence reaching maximum capacity!)

I am running like hell in my head.....In reality im....Flabbergasted.
  

from tring tring to PING!!

i think of a simpler time...when things were real, emotions dint need emoticons, distances had to be traversed to see your beloved, internet was for checking email, keeping in touch required effort thus making frienships more meaningful.
i belong to a generation that has been a part of such a time....i can therefore compare.

our fingers would ache to dial a number repeatedly cos the phones had a rotary dial...yet the excitement of getting through was real,
the telephone had a fixed place in the house attached by a wire....but the curiosity whilst running to answer it was real,
STD calls were a big expense...hence the conversations were real,
paper greeting cards were a way to wish on a birthday.....but the feeling special on receiving it was real,
photographs had to be developed and put away in a paper-back album....but the joy in organizing them was real,
friends had to actually come over to see them....and their reactions were real,
we used to look forward to sunday evenings to watch the weekly feature film on doordarshan....and the family bonding was real,
there was no fine dining, only fine food.....but the satisfaction was real.
now nothing seems real anymore.

having a 24 hr free wi-fi in a hotel is equally or sometimes more important than having a 24 hr water supply...im sure you'll agree,
your intelligence is crippled without google.....if you think otherwise ask yourself when was the last time you actually went to a library to dig out information yourself,
your self esteem is dangerously dependent on the no. of "likes" your posts get on facebook....no need to argue that,
distances are a thing of the past...you can bbm or whatsapp anyone, anywhere,the most unimportant messages,
photographs are uploaded on the web and shared with everyone all at once.....may it be a trip abroad or letting people know who you watched the match with, at the stadium.
terms such as botox and nose jobs are as common as haircuts and pedicures.
there is a very thin line between losing your phone and losing your mind!

don't get me wrong, i'm not criticizing...i can't.
i feel and act exactly the same way! (except the botox and nose job part.....well atleast until now)



but in conclusion i enjoy the now...but i miss the then.

im in touch with many more people than i could've ever imagined,
but when i meet them in person i have little to say.
i have 437 friends on facebook,
hardly anyone to call to just chat.
i get many wishes online,
but those who take the effort to call are few.

they are special, they are real.

i am real. atleast i try to be.

Around this time of the year i start feeling restless.....i feel like what is all this for.....where am i goin in life....i should be living my life to the fullest, etc.
its the time when i badly need a break. i need to go somewhere ive never been before(which is most places).
this year hopefully ill go to Paris,Austria and Switzerland!

later...

"Samandar mein sabke naam ki ek leher aati hai........Pakad liya to
Naseeb.......chhoot jaaye to sab kuchh vada paav."

Somebody's gonna get A hurt!!!!

Welcome back i'm Charan Panjwani or as Hannibal Lectar calls me- dinner for two!


So I was just wondering the other day that, why do toasters have a setting from 1? who in their right frame of mind is gonna wanna use their toaster on 1??? that's just warm bread ppl !! u wanna warm ure bread...sit on it or sthn, why do you wanna go through all that effort? it's like shagging in a brothel!! getting the MINIMUM possible benefit out of the given apparatus!!! Why would u do that?
anyho's...
The past few days have been somewhat of a revelation for me....i dint have access to the internet, and that made me realise how ridiculously important it is to have it!!! I mean there's Food there's Sex and then there's the Internet!!! not necessarily in that order....i mean that's how i wud put it.... if you thinking of putting anything before Food then please don't bother trying to get to know me cos i don't like you already!
i love u kfc...bless our home with a never ending supply of fried chicken....
status updates and flashing our viewpoints on public platforms has become an extension of one's personality!

the other day i saw that a frd of a common frd's frd had uploaded a video on fb....of her giving birth! Now what in the Name of Steve Jobs was she thinking???? The lines between enthusiasm and dementia have finally blurred away! 

(Dementia (taken from Latin, originally meaning "madness", from de- "without" + ment, the root of mens "mind") is a serious loss of cognitive ability in a previously unimpaired person, beyond what might be expected from normal aging. It may be static, the result of a unique global brain injury, or progressive, resulting in long-term decline due to damage or disease in the body. Although dementia is far more common in the geriatric population, it may occur in any stage of adulthood.) .
-courtesy Wikipedia.


Is life in the city making you lonely? are you feeling increasingly insecure about your social skills? are u an idiot trying to prove that you have opinions? no? then stop updating ure profile that often....
Do it when you have something you really would like to share...be a lil selective dude.

Like when u get a promotion, or if you shifting base to nepal, or if you ate the best peperoni pizza....important stuff like that...(in case of the pizza also put up the number)

and try not to put up your views on movies, or your travel schedule or how you lovvvvve your iPad!! we're not interested! also please please do not put up your emotional rants either about how you love your wife/kids/parents/neighbour's wife........errr you can put up the last one (preferably with a pic)!!!
ofcourse i'm kidding you jackass!!!
actually not....
anyways

pictures....hmmmm what do i feel about ppl sharing their pictures on social networking sites.....let me see
if it's something extra ordinary like you shaking a leg with shakira then yes please go ahead and put it up....but if it's gonna be u standing with different backdrops with the same smile in different clothes with the same stupid face of ures then please feel free to NOT share them with the world!
i'm sick of lying to you ppl abt how "i like" the albums....

and then there are things that make you go ummmmmmmmmmmmm WTF!
like wierd applications where a person sitting in a highrise decides to become a farmer???!!! and they keep farming all day and sharing brushells (wtf is tht anyways) and seeds and manure and cows!!!! stop this nonsense ppl....act your age,go brush your teeth, talk to your family members , and stop watching Uttaran for God's sake......and tuck your shirt in...... stop sending forwards and respect the INTERNET.....i'm outta here.

Peace out.