Paradise On Earth

Everyone talks about paradise, everyone dreams of it, so do I. But i never wanted to see it after my death (Indian epics say the heaven is on earth. At some place they refer that heaven is visible after death). I always heard: Kerala is a LAND of GOD. My dreams, to touch the heaven, were roped 2 years back. Since my first day in Bangalore, I begged to my mallu roomie for a small home trip. But he never invited us to visit his home state. After 2 years I got this chance. Not with roomies, not with colleagues. But I got this chance with my HP friends. Yogita called up to join them for Munnar. Here my journey started to Munnar, the tea estate, and a glimpse of Kerala. So guys let me not bother you with my high concentrated philosophy, here it comes the heaven from my eyes.

We started late Friday night and returned monday morning. That’s it. Just 60 hours and out of those 60 hours we were punished to stay in the cab for 30 hours (Our driver was more interested in talking with gals ;) instead of doing his real job. So his will frustrated us). Yah guys it was not a journey that everyone will look forward to. But I feel this investment was more worth than investing in the share market even though it is at its peak.

Saturday morning we entered the valley. The roads were like the marks of snake's crawling on desert's sand. But these roads were so charming that I refrain myself from blinking the eye. From a 4- wheeler vehicle you would have 3 views to look outside (Front, Left, Right I do not think any smart guy will try to work hard to look from rear view, So i considered you smart by default :) ). I was not able to decide which will be the best view to cover maximum area of such a beautiful divine place. On one side of the road was grand ditch (Could not find a better word) that was fully covered with green. On the Other side, the mountain was standing, comprising of tea plants which were adding spice to its beauty. This was not the end, sooner the sun came up in the sky to scatter its light on green land that made the view more astonishing. We were covering up the distance to reach Munnar, but the closer we were, the more beautiful the trip was.

the whole place belonge to TATAS, and on each meter of the land is covered with tea plants Here in Munnar we visited Muttakutti Dam, Echo point, backwaters, top station and some falls. Each and every place was so glamorous, that it seems, god came down to earth to design the architecture of the place. We guys had 7 cameras with us and at least one among us was continuously capturing Munnar. But Munnar never gave us chance to close camera shutters.

Anyways every trip comes to a halt. Ours' also came to an end when we marched back to home. While returning everyone was happy and praising our trip manager (Guru) to suggest such a beautiful place. I am really thankful to Yogita and guru for inviting me and arranging such a nice trip.

I do not know if I will be able to visit the place again but I would suggest you to visit the place once in life. If somehow you get the opportunity to visit Munnar, do not even think twice. I still can see the mountains, huge trees on the bank of a lake, I still can see clouds surrounding me, I can still hear my scream at the echo point, I can still hear water which I felt while boating. There is lot to pen down but restrictions are imposed to limit the words.

To feel Munnar check the link

http://picasaweb.google.com/jainvish/MyTripToMunnar

Guys I have decided to buy a plot near Munnar soon. :P. If someone interest to buy plz contact me. In case of bulk buys we can get some discount too. :P

My limits are 18

This was June 21st 2007, when i joined my new company. I joined the company cause i did not have any work in my previous organization. Prabhat (My previous manager) had swore to make me a call center agent, and i swore to gain my self respect. Here on Monday, i stepped in the recreation room of STERLING Commerce. I was shell shocked. Shocked, Not because it was empty, but because it was the second most crowded place (after cafeteria) of the company. There were 5 games, 20 people were playing and 30 people were in queue.

I also joined the queue. I never knew i am standing next to pros of the table. ASA i got the chance, I picked up the racket that i never touched in my life before. Sooner i came to know it is really hard to cop up on this table with these people. The people were eying on me like i have committed heinous crime. Anyhow i finished my game and was replaced with other people waiting in the queue. I dint wanted to be eyed in this way, so i left the room thinking: one day i will play with the elite group.

Days passed, weeks passed, months also, and it is almost a year. In the whole year i asked each and every person to play with me. Some turned down my offer, some started but after playing few games either they were tired of me or they got some work. (Few were there who neither say no nor played a game) For me both the things were not reality. I was neither bored of any person nor i got work. In the whole year i played 100s of matches and i win 10's of them. I never lost the spirit of playing the game. I kept playing, kept switching games. but nothing seems working.

Now a days my game has improved. But this improvement neither clinches the games for me nor it places me into the community of moderate player. They still look at me as they did on first day. Till now winning is like a selection in IIT. The door is always open but the door is so small that i can not fit into it. I am trying to broaden the door but it is taking a long time. I wish i do not loose my spirit before i could make it large to enter easily.

For some people SKY is the limit, for me 18 is the limit in TT. Or saying in other way, SKY is my limit which has come down to 18.

Thousand Splendid suns

Khaled hosseini, started writing some chunk of thought about afgan history, Afgan Woman, Afgan WAR. Then finally she end up finishing a book called, THE THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS. Every book can be categorized in Drama, Emotions, Adventure, fiction, history; But after reading the first half of the book it is really hard to find out What is the point that the writer trying to convey?

Books starts up on a slow path, and the pace degrades with the each ending chapter. So after turning few pages you will find the sentences that are struggling to breathe. There are four parts in the book. Each part is tried to connected with the other in the fully isolated manner. So hosseini tried hard to isolate each part with other but could not keep the theme going.

First part features the condition of a Agfani gal, who is trying to establish in a world. The world which is new to her even at the age of 15. She is burden to society, to father. But this brave girl tried hard to keep herself living in the man dominated world. Along with that writer tried to show the real face of the agfan thinking.

In second part she tried to cover Afgan thinking, Afgan jihad, Afgan history, Afgan era. So as a whole second part became a mixer of chemical solvent which can never come up with a result. Writer has shown her brilliance in showing dead over life. She has featured death in such a way that you can see it but she could not featured life through out the book.

Third part really makes book somewhat interesting. It pacify the life of the two main characters of the book. Again writer is able to fetch her best in describing the death. This is the most interesting part of that book.

Fourth part is trying to finishing the book, finishing it was a pain for me. But finally i ended the book. Guys beware if you are planning to take this book to enjoy. Han to know history, to know afgan struggle you can read the book. In case you started and could not finish reading it, do not miss 3rd part. you might end up covering up some amount of your money.

Kashhhh....

Shreya, The girl who is one among my best friends. Our story of friendship is very long which is neither simple nor hard. She knows i had feeling for her in the past and also I know she had some feeling for me in her past. But now we are two separate souls who can not meet for next 7 janms( Mind it i never said this). Still i can flirt with her with perfection. While talking to her, she has a regular question "Vishal, When you can flirt with such a perfection then why can not you find a better partner in bangalore? Mera piche kyon pada hua hai". and my answer always remains same.. after hearing your voice my minds work 1000 time faster than normal and that is why flirting with you, is as easy as walking on the lonely road.

The kick to our friendship was given first in 11th. hey Was there any friendship that time! Oh!!! That would be better to say we two shared a common roof, a common ceiling under the instruction of some great teachers. That was all about interesting thing of our friendship. These were not the only things that we shared, some time we shared our pencils too ;) ;)(This is secret). In the class we never talked to each other. According to her she could remember two instances when we both talked. Once she had a doubt in a physics (Was i physics bond that time :) ). In Second instance we walked together for the first time in life for discussing questions that were expected in the exam. Look at the destiny here also i dint get the chance to walk alone with her. Anil and neetu, my other class toppers, was also giving their expert comments on the question. In school she was in trauma. She was scared of me. Hey I was not scary that time too but her nature could not let her come out of vishalofobia. Sometime she boasts saying "I was very innocent in school time", she did not know What the relationship(Love) is. So chapter of our two year friendship finished without even introduction. Please do not say talking, i would love to say without even seeing each other. For us it was a crime to have a eye contact.

It was really impossible to move your eyes away from her once you start staring her. She caught me hell load of time when i was getting my eye tonic ( Staring at gals is eye tonic for guys and the quantity increases if you are staring your favourite gal). She is chutki si. She used to wear those light colour suits which used to make her look more sweet. Above to all these she had a distinction from others. She had a mole on her forehead, which was just above the nose mid of her eye brows. That was the thing which used to make me crazy. I really loved that mole.

It was not the end of our friendship. We met again in Kota. This time our ego worked much stronger then our feelings. I used to think when she can talk to every second person in this world why can not she talk to me? I used to feel bad for such stupid things but never tried to go and ask her hey shreya how are you? She will talk to Anil, she will talk to Umesh, kakkar but why not me? Am i that bad, am i that ugly ki she can not give a glance at me. I did not know. And for her, she used to think what a person, cant he even start talking to me. When this idiot can talk to my mom, why not me? So we wasted 2 years in ego. We always had a feeling ki pahle tum, pahle tum.

Once kota was gone, I never though that she will come back to my life. But yah i used to talk about her with my friends, With our common friend. But for me everyone was as far as she was. In second year i met Sweta, she was nice that time. We were not good friends, but she was best friend of shreya. In third year sweta and me started building up a good friendship. While talking to her my most interesting topic was to talk about her, so one day she gave me her number. I called her up. It was our first informal conversation in past 7 years. I was damn nervous. I thought twice to ring her. I tried three times and disconnected it saying she will not talk to me. Finally i put shreya phobia to one corner of my heart and rang her up and she was damn cool. I talked to her more than 30 minutes in the first call. It was brilliant.

Here our real relationship started building. By the time shreya was not single. "Hamara chand kisi or ka ho gaya tha.. Vese when we started talking i was playing with the word of love. Akansha was there in my life". In our relationship we never saw back. Vese now we are only mobile friends. But really i feel very comfortable while talking to her. She is just a chatter box. She will keep gossiping. will keep on going. And if i'll tell her my phone bill than she will be ready some weird answers. But most weird and nice answer i got in last conversation. When i told her, out of my 1000 minute calls, 600 minutes i spent on you. she said instantly, wont you have to pay some plenty to flirt with me. Yah mam i will.

Our doctor is in ahamdabad, who is no more innocent. She tells her room partners what is the world? "Kuch baar to mujhe bhi batati hai". I do not know till what time our friendship last. But i really enjoy those moments which i spare with her on phone. So keep gossping shreya cause tera baat karne se mujhe pyar hai..

Hey listen abhi bhi teri line khali hai.. soch lena

Keep Smiling....

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