मी नागरिकत्व बदलत आहे!

२२ वर्ष मुम्बईत राहून मुम्बईचा अधिकृत नागरिक होऊ शकलो नाही पण ३ वर्ष पुण्यात राहून आता सिटीझनशिपचा फॉर्म भरण्याचा मी विचार करतोय.

जर तुम्ही पुरुषोत्तम लक्ष्मण देशपांडे (पु ल) यांचा "मुम्बईकर, पुणेकर, नागपुरकर" हा लेख ऐकला किंवा वाचला नसेल तर कदाचित तुम्हाला मी या पुढे जे सांगणार आहे ते समजायला थोड़े कठिण जाईल, कदाचित त्या मागच्या ज्या भावना आहेत त्यां बद्दल गैरसमाज देखील होऊ शकेल आणि मुख्य म्हणजे गंमत येणार नाही. म्हणून वरील दिलेल्या URL वर हा लेख जरूर ऐकावा ही विनंती...

मी मुम्बईत जन्म घेऊन सुध्दा कधी मुम्बईकर होउच शकलो नाही. मुम्बईकर होण्यासाठी लागणार्या काही basic गोष्टीच माझ्याकडे देवाने दिल्या नाहीत. घाम, डास आणि गर्दी यांपैकी दोन गोष्टी शारीरिक कारणांनी तर एक मानसिक कारणाने मला चालत नाहीत. घामाची तसेच डास चावून होणारी alergy आणि भयानक गर्दी जी आपल्या कोणालाच आवडत नाही याला कारणीभूत. मुम्बईचे नागारिकत्व घेणे हा ऐच्छिक विषय असल्या कारणाने मी तो ओप्शन ला सोडला होता. पण काही गोष्टींमधे अगदी पक्का मुम्बईकर आहे मी, नाही असे नाही. जसे शहराबद्दल कोणत्याही प्रकारचा अभिमान वगैरे नसणे आणि अर्थातच मुम्बईचे एकमेव प्रेम!

खरं म्हणजे मुम्बईला आताच्या स्थितित न्यायला आपणच (मराठी माणूस) जवाबदार आहोत म्हणून बाहेरहून आलेल्यांना काय दोष देणार... जर सर्व सुरळीत असेल तर मुम्बई सारखे खरंच शहर नाही... पण काही कारणास्ताव मी आणि मुम्बई 'क्लिक' झालो नाहीत. त्यामुळे ज्यांना मुम्बई आवडते त्यांच्या बद्दल मला काहीच तक्रार नाही कारण मूलतः दोष माझ्यात आहे.

आता पुण्याच्या नागारिकत्वासाठी apply करण्याच्या माझ्या निर्णयाबद्दल थोड़े सांगू दे. आता पुण्यात मी तीन वर्ष राहातोय. माझ्या qualification बद्दल थोड़े. प्रथम म्हणजे माझ्या भाषेबद्दल तुम्हाला माहिताच असेल... उपरोधात्मक म्हण्जेच sarcastically बोलण्यात मला खास रुची आहे... याचा वापर मी माझे शस्त्र म्हणून करतो. खाजगीत आणि व्यावहारात वापरण्यात येणार्या भाषेत असलेला फरक पण माझ्या मित्रांना चांगलाच माहीत आहे. ईतारांची चेष्टा करण्यात, ह्युमरच्या मदतीने योग्यतो समाचार घेण्यात वगैरे जरी मी ठीक-ठाक असलो तरी पुण्याचे नागारिकत्व मिळविण्यासाठी मला भाषेवर अधिक प्रभुत्व लागणार आहे.

मला विचित्र गोष्टींचा जाज्वल्य अभिमान आहे. आता हेच बघा ना हल्ली लोकांना आपण मराठी आहोत हे सांगायला देखील कमीपणा वाटतो आणि मी चक्क ब्लॉग लिहितोय! माझ्या इमेजचे काय...!!!

मला मतभेद व्यक्त करण्यात तितकासा interest नसला तरी skill शिकायला आवडेल... Hereditarily आम्ही चांगल्यापैकी मतभेद व्यक्त करू शकतो आणि evolution च्या सिद्धांताप्रमाणे मी यात अधिक निपुण असलो पाहिजे...

हल्ली मी "पुर्वीचे पुणे राहिले नाही" हे वाक्य देखील म्हणायला लागलो आहे. पण खरच पुणे हल्ली बरच बदलले आहे... पुणेकरांचा तर असा आरोप आहे कि 'आयटी' वाल्यांनी पुणे बिघडवले आहे. पुण्यातले काही भाग अजूनही जुना 'वारसा' जपून ठेवण्याचा प्रयत्न करत आहेत पण ते काही फार वर्ष राहील असे मला वाटत नाही. पुणे जरी आता कॉस्मोपोलिटन होत असले तरी पण पुण्यात मराठी माणूस नेहेमीच असणार हे मात्र नक्की.

पुण्याचे नागरिक होणे ही काही सोपी गोष्ट नाही आणि आता तर सुरुवात आहे. माझ्या अनेक निकटवर्तियांना मी नागरिकत्व बदलत आहे हे ऐकून धक्का/दुःख होईल पण कमीतकमी मी इतर धेंडांसारखा दूसर्या देशांची हिरवी कार्ड तरी घेत नाही आहे ना!

चीयर्स!

The Elevator

I have always wondered what magical powers does the elevator or lifts have which prompts people to behave irrationally, mostly, without even entering it. This isn't a singular incident. I have experienced several of almost similar type.

I was waiting for the elevator when a guy staying in my building arrives. He too wanted to use the elevator. He sees that I've already pressed the button but he presses it once again. The elevator is taking a while coming. So he starts hitting the button. Furiously. Agitatedly. Repeatedly.

My guess is he had this feeling that in some mysterious way the speed of the elevator was controlled by or was dependent on the number of times the button was pressed. May be even the intensity with which it is pressed. The pressure that is exerted on the button may be. Number of swear words used could be another possible factor on which the velocity, acceleration and momentum of the elevator car could depend.

Then the lift stops at some other floor on it's way down. The music that keeps playing when the lift door opens up starts humming out it's rather irritating tune. I have heard just one more application which rings a tune which can compete with the elevator music in terms of irritability- Car reverse music. Anyways...

He remarks... "What kind of people are these... absolutely no consideration for others. There are others in the building who want to use the lift!!"

I fail to understand what he was trying to say. Did he want them to get in or get out of the lift without using the door? Or did he want them to not use the lift at all when he was around or what!

Finally the lift arrived. We got in. We keyed in our respective floors. I was lucky that I stayed in the upper floor and was gonna get out of the lift after him, else I would be accused of using it for my selfish gains! I kept wondering would he now keep banging the button for the lift to reach his floor faster? Thankfully he didn't. The lift stopped at his floor, he got out and I shut the cage to carry on my vertical ascent.

May be some day some eccentric scientist will come up with an elevator which will respond to repetitive, unnecessary, illogical hard-hitting of buttons. May be some day people like this gentleman will be happy even if it means completely freaking out those inside the elevator due to sudden fluctuations in speed! Until that day... Let's enjoy our mundane life!

Cheers!

Customer Care

Actual Conversation with Airtel Customer Care Executive (CCE)

CCE: Hello. This is Suwarna. How may I help you?
Me: Hi. Outgoing calls and outgoing messages on my number have been barred. Can you tell me the reason?
CCE: Kindly be on the line, Sir. I'll just check and let you know.

(Music)

CCE: Thank you for holding the line. Sir, your address verification has come out negative. So your outgoing calls and messages have been barred.
Me: What? I met the person who had come for verification like couple of days back.

(Silence)

CCE: Yes Sir. He had visited you on 19th June.
Me: So what happened? Why is the verification negative then?
CCE: Well Sir, He verified your address for the number 99XXXXXXXX but according to our records your number is 99YYYYYYYY.
Me: You guys changed the number! I didn't ask for a change. I was told that the earlier number wasn't getting activated on my particular SIM so a different number was alloted to me. Also for a day or so some other customer's number was activated on my SIM.
CCE: Yes Sir. That's the reason for your address verification coming out negative.
Me: Okay! So now what? (Trying to keep my patience)
CCE: Your address will have to be verified again.
Me: Really? But you already know I am present at the address I've stated. You should be able to just sort out the issue within your system! (Realizing there was no point in explaining my logic to the the CCE) Anyways... So send the person to my address on Monday. (I was really fed up by this point)
CCE: Sir, We cant do it from here. You'll have to go to a Airtel Center, raise a request for address verification and they'll send the person after that.
(Now I've had it)
Me: What? Why cant customer care do that! Isn't that what customer care is supposed to do? Help the customers.
CCE: Yes Sir. But we already sent the person for address verification once. If he has to be sent again for some reason then the customer has to go to the Airtel center and raise the request.
(I presume that's like a punishment for screwing up on the first address verification)
Me: But the reason in my case was that the person who had come for verification made a mistake. You're not having to resend him because of my mistake. The error was from Airtel's side. So the person should be resent without me having to do nothing with it. In fact my outgoing calls shouldn't be barred either. But I'm not arguing about that!

(Silence)

CCE: Sorry Sir. I understand but I cannot help you.
Me: Thank you very much!
CCE: Would there be anything else?
Me: You tell me! Bye.

Identity Crisis

An average human being is a composite set of infinite alphanumeric values, which are so important that amendment or deletion of any one of them can lead to severe, traumatic and rather catastrophic consequences.

The importance of these values or pseudo-self cannot be understood, like most good things, till they’re lost or have got involved in some unimaginable hassle!

I’m not talking crap.

I somehow convinced myself to overcome the inertia and the switching cost when I decided to ditch Hutch and join the Airtel bandwagon. Though better rates were offered for a considerable period of time I just didn’t want to disturb the setup! But anyways… that’s history now!

I was associated with four different mobile identities in the space of two days.

1) I gave up my original one willingly.
2) I chose another one from the list of numbers shown to me.
3) I was assigned a third one. I wonder why I was made to choose one in the first place!
4) A fourth one was activated on my SIM card only to be told that there had been an error. It was supposed to be activated on a SIM held by some Karnik.

So I was put back on to the third one which I’m holding currently in hope that it won’t change. I also have a rather hostile group of friends who had to edit their phone books twice in two days. I don’t blame them!

I think the number of people that actually care what your name is, are out-numbered by those who can name you by a number by about a million to one.

So if one fine day a number associated with you suddenly disappears, then you wouldn’t exist for a significant number of people. Now depending on the importance associated with the number, thou shalt suffer! Imagine 'disappearing' from banks, credit cards, PAN, passports etc…

I was again at the receiving end a few months back when my passport expired and they had me go thorough a lot of antics just to get it renewed even though everything was crystal clear.
I didn't even have amnesia due to a bullet wound, a la Jason Bourne...

We can't identify who we really are if not for all this, in a way, utterly senseless documentation!

It’s obvious how Robert Ludlum got the idea for Bourne Identity... he must've have been through one of these bureaucratic cycles to get some ID!

Cheers!

Picasso

I've always wondered how people come up with all these specifications for a so very difficult thing like a haircut. I want it spiked, sloped, drizzly, this n that! I can understand when women do it. They're not wired the same way! Anyways... I had been to my friendly neighbourhood Barber-Man and almost everyone seems to be spitting out all these requirement specs!

Let me tell you my way of doing it... I just go n sit! End of story.

I let him have a free hand. No specifications. No nothing. It's like saying... My man, it's your lucky day have fun sculpting my hair! It's completely upto him to do whatever he wants to cut my hair. I seldom say anything.

Imagine someone like Picasso being told which/what exactly to paint. That confines the expertise of the artist. I bet his paintings wouldn't have been half as good if he would've had some idiot telling him continuously what he wants in the painting! Even after that there would've been complaints that it should've been this way or that way. And clients thinking all the while... Man, that Rembrandt guy was better than this punk!

Letting him have a free hand was the key.

That's what I do. I let the artist have a free scissor...

Usually barbers arent characters who are risk-takers by nature so he just gives me the guy-next-door haircut without questions. But if you're going to a hair-stylist... then you're in for some friendly banter until your next haircut! Coz this is a breed of people who're... strange... like fashion designers i guess...

I had my hair screwed up so badly by one such curious characters that I prefer barbers to hair-stylists!

Bottomline is I'm just happy with the work this lot has been churning out month after month at rock-bottom prices... Even though others may prefer calling my haircut is from the Picasso of mediocrity at the best!

Cheers!

Law of Averages! - Part II

I had no intention of posting the second post of the night that too at around 12:30 AM. But it came as a special request from my really close buddy - Ninad Kulkarni. (I had thought of introducing him as my best friend but that sounded quite naive and it cant really do justice!) I have received his two cents in writing this post.

So here we go...

From a scientific point of view the law of averages probably has no firm footing. To expect that a future independent random event would depend on the outcome of previous events wouldn't be quite logical. I mean... the odds of getting a six on a die for the fourth time afer three conecutive sixes is as high getting one, four or five! But... somehow somewhere we just know that this run of good luck would be ending anytime, probably in the next throw itself. So psychologically we reduce the probability of scoring the fourth consecutive six and are pretty sure that it'll be anything but six!

So much for stupid science...

Now lets get down to serious stuff. I for one am an eternal optimist. No matter how bad the situation, no matter how tough things get I just know that I need to turn the corner and I'm back on track. I just believe that the rub of the green won't go against me for very long. Things will even out. If it's not for this attitude I think most would be sitting at home after having a bad day. But that's not how it is. We just know tomorrow is a new day and a chance to even things out.

We have a firm belief that the odds of things going wrong are actually going down with each failed attempt. The same ol' Failures are stepping stones towards Success funda!

And it almost everytime works... If you have a bad hair day, you'll be rewarded by a pretty face in the next cubicle. A broken down car might get you a lift from your boss with whom you can discuss issues which you never had a chance to discuss in office which ultimately results into better work! Who knows!

Ultimately everything evens out in the long run. What is needed is the patience to look at the bigger picture and not spend too long thinking about the broken down car, bad hair, workless day, bad moods of the better half! It doesnt even take a miracle to turn things around.

Get on with your life... Law of averages takes care of the rest!

Cheers!

Law of Averages!

I'm sure this is an oft occuring incident for a lot of us. I was in the bus on my way back home. There were a couple of girls yapping continuously. They could fit right into the dumb girl characters in any television soaps or even films!

Without getting into the actual subject matter of the discussion let me summarise it in one line... I felt like banging my head against window or the seat in front of me or drawing out a .38 and taking a point blank shot at the target.

But being the peace-loving individual that I am I decided to listen to some music to just ward off such inexplicably high amount of dumbness.

It really got me thinking... Why! I mean... how!!

The bus was playing an excellent flop movie Vaada. It's a movie in which Arjun Rampal is blind etc etc. That's not the point. But it did lead me to the eventual solution of a problem that has troubled mankind since the beginning to time!

And here's the solution... Nature compensates for weaknesses!

As simple as that... Let me elaborate... Think of a blind person. His other senses like hearing, sense of touch are enhanced considerably to compensate for the disability.

And that is the reason dumb people have big mouths... Nature compensates! It works like the law of averages. You've been hard hit in previous allocations. Here you go enjoy yourself and spread the word!

Let me also clarify that please read the post carefully and note that I have not claimed that the converse is true else the next thing I know is a lot of my talkative friends are hunting me down!!

I'm sure you understand what I mean...

Cheers!

Levitt

The bestselling book Freakonomics, which in my opinion is the greatest non-fiction book of all time for it's sheer thought provoking analysis which seems to happen at an entirely sublime level. I'm too insignificant to praise Levitt or to certify that he has has done an outstanding job!

Probably Prof. Godbole, the man who has been a great influence during my post-grad, would've loved a student like this guy!

In Freakonomics, Levitt has proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that most of what makes us, who we are, is not so much of the environmental factors and upbringing as much as it is the genetic material passed on from our parents. In his own words, parents have done the best they could've done for us even before we were born. And most of what the general public is obsessed with during parenting is in effect way too insignificant compared to the powerful genetic code that we've inherited.

It's a 70-30 split at the minimum.

I wont be elaborating much on other things that Levitt talks about. If you wanna know more read Freakonomics!

So lets safely assume that around 70%+ of what a person is capable of achieving is decided even before he/she is born. This really puts the collossal importance we give the other sub 30% into perspective too.

But one basic question... Was so much number crunching and data analysis really required?
If an uneducated murderer, extortionist, member of the Cosa Nostra could get this when Levitt was just a toddler then did it really need to be proven?

I'm talking about The Godfather... Don Vito Corleone... the nuggets of wisdom that this fictional character gives is mind-blowing! Just two lines encompass what Levitt has proved.

a) Each man has his own destiny
b) Never go against the family

If atleast 70% of what you can do is pre-decided then fat chance you can really deviate from the path to achieving your destiny! Those who think they made their own destiny can regale in the illusion... No issues with me!

Secondly, if someone's giving you 70% of what you have... atleast I wouldn't go against such people... On the other hand, when you actually go against them, the blame would fall squarely on the same folks who in a way contributed to this decision... Well... I'm going round in circles!!

Just kidding... I consider Levitt as one of the brightest people alive and this is my way of showing admiration to him - showing signs of connection between two of greatest pieces of literature in the fiction and non-fiction genre!

Cheers!

Over to Dvorak!

This is to proclaim that I've successfully made the switch from the conventional QWERTY to the much more efficient Dvorak keyboard layout. This layout has been scientifically designed keeping mind the words used in the English language. The reason for the use of QWERTY, which was to prevent the jamming of typewriter, is non-existent now. But it is just inertia that has prevented us from adopting a better system. The typing by this Dvorak layout, once perfected, is not only faster but also less stressful. Definitely worth the effort!

Cheers!

Don't Fix if it ain't Broken!

This isn't a poem... It's more in the Hip Hop genre... So a Hip Hop rhythm will help appreciate my efforts as a lyricist!

Here we go...

Couple of days back I did something uncharacteristic,
The results of my act were surprisingly drastic!

It was supposed to be a good deed,
Instead I fell into some trouble indeed!

Let me tell ya this little tale,
I was more or less destined to fail!

In my project, work on a tool by the Big Blue,
And I’m sincere guy and that is true!

I don’t know why I decided to check for it’s update,
Strange coz I never do such a crucial mistake!

I got to know there were three interim fixes,
I installed all of them without thinking twixes!

Being overconfident by nature, thought I was the boss,
Within minutes all this arrogance went for a toss!

The tool got screwed up, my work was stalled,
I rued my decision to have this crap installed!

I tried my best to rectify this non-sense,
As expected the software defied all common sense!

Rather reluctantly I mailed my boss,
No other option but to ask for SOS!

Dawn, my boss was amazed at my achievement,
She asked Blake to help me in my predicament!

Blake was the highly skilled technical guy,
Who solved such problems in a blink of an eye!

After a couple of days of miscommunication,
Whether to reinstall or repair was Blake’s decision!

Today morning I was rather frustrated,
Work halting was one of the things I hated!

So there we were two rivals in a fight,
It was just me against the coded might!

I struck the first blow and took down it’s defenses,
I guess I was completely out of my senses!

I had to do whateva it took,
Since it was pointless sticking by the book!

After a few minutes of curses & battle,
It was time to prove my mettle!

Finally I dealt a fatal blow in desperation,
And the software gave up in exasperation!

It was all over and I was happy,
The entire episode was way too crappy!

I had finally learnt a valuable lesson,
Don’t fix if it ain't broken!

Keep Safe Distance

I was standing in the ATM queue today evening waiting for my turn. I was due to go in next into the glass cabin. The person ahead of me, who was in the ATM at that time, was a 50-odd year old average type of guy. Since he was taking a really long time and I was in a bit of a rush myself, I peeped in to look what was taking so long! The guy inside gives me a really suspicious look and tries to cover up the card or whatever. So I just look away and give the guy his space!

I start thinking this is probably the only occasion which evokes such a reaction. I mean how often have you seen people cover up their grocery when you have a look to see how long the person in front of you would be taking or people rushing to cover up their suitcases while checking in for a flight or covering up their food while waiting for their turn at a marriage buffet!

It did seem like an exception!

But then suddenly it struck me like a bolt of lightening this wasnt a singular occurance of such reaction. Though I hadnt had a first hand experience of such a thing but I could almost visualise this thing happening!

When people are waiting for their turn at a public urinal... Yep! You got the picture... I wont elaborate any more!

Then I came to a conclusion... Whenever people are using something they have to remove from their pants they become conscious of peeping toms... So I guess when you're standing in a queue which involves removing stuff from pants you should keep safe distance, I would advice minimum 6 feet!!

Cheers!

Hollywood Sequels and Wheat Trading!

Hollywood studios have always been fascinated by making sequels, trilogies, franchisees. Just to name a few, Matrix, Jurassic Park, Godfather, Lord of the Rings, Ocean's (11,12,13), Pirates of the Caribbean, Shrek, Indiana Jones, Star Wars, Star Wars Prequel, Back to the Future, Spiderman, Harry Potter, James Bond and the list goes on and on! Lets refer to this entire category of films (sequels, trilogies and franchisees) as sequels for ease of reference.

The reason is for making sequels is a practical no-brainer! There is already a existing, firm and at times cult like following for the first movie then why not cash in, add in some more glitz and masala, more special effects, (supposedly) more entertaining storyline, an excellent PR campaign calling it the "Best Ever", a well made teaser campaign and there you have it...!!

Not many sequels are actually planned... The success of the first film more often than not inspires the next.

In my opinion sequels are a failure in principle but a successful ploy in fooling the audience. A failure because hardly any does justice to theme and the thought behind the main movie. Or even worse it has the same old antics repackaged... But yet we find that they're a commercial success on most occasions. It is probabaly the single most guaranteed way to earn a million dollar profit.

It brings us to a very important principle in economics... Law of Diminishing Returns!

The sequels are hit and badly at that by this law. The law of diminishing returns states that at every consequent attempt a higher amount of effort is required to achieve the same level of output. So for example if a farmer in Punjab gets an output of one ton of wheat from a kilogram of planted seeds on a piece of land, he'll have to put in more than a kilogram of seeds to get the second ton from the same piece of land.

Now lets see how it relates to our sequel problem. The studios need to spend considerably more amount of money in coming up with a story that (atleast in theory) surpasses the original, have to pay the actors a much higher sum, have to spend a bomb on special effects, PR and marketing takes practically sinks them. And inspite of all this most sequels face sub-par reviews. So there you have it a much much higher effort for a sub-par job!

Inspite of this how is record for the the highest grossing film shattered so often by a sequel. (They sometimes even win Academy Awards for it, which is yet another myth to be busted some other day!) The answer too lies in the wheat economy of Punjab.

Each year the ticket prices for movies are sky rocketing. The number of viewers of the movies is increasing with more screens each year, add to that the ever increasing target population of 16-60 in most cases. I haven't even factored in the anticipation, hype and cult following! So that's where the profits come from in reality. The sequels dont make money because they're great but they make money the same way the farmer in Punjab makes it... By being wise enough to understand the demand-supply economics and adjusting the price in such a way that the extra efforts for the second ton of wheat are actually justified!

Cheers!

Sing a song whole day long!

I’ve had one song stuck in my head all day long… I don’t know how it got into the complex system of neurons and dendrons and now I’ve been through the entire day and I’m still humming it, singing it, it keeps playing in my mind on and on and on…

The song… “In dino…. Dil mera… mujhse hai… keh raha…. Tu…. Khwaab sajaa… Tu... jee le jaraa... hain tujhe bhi ijjazat karle tu bhi mohabbat….” from Life in a Metro. I just sang that line all the way and now it has gone onto the next para!

I’m not a music freak to an extent that songs get stuck in my mind… I listen to songs n all but it aint no passion! I don’t watch the stupid music talent shows on television featuring some on the worst monkey crap imaginable! I can largely be classified in the category of bathroom singers but that too quite silently… I used to play instruments but never really was addicted or anything! I was more like the hobby kind of a playing… I enjoyed that but it didn’t consume me!

I got no clue why this song keeps playing on and on and on… It’s not even like this is the first time I’ve heard the song for the first time… I haven't seen the movie and have no idea whom it was picturised on or other details... It's not really my favourite song either... It’s been around for I guess over a month now… I got no problem as such with it being stuck other than the fact that I’ll just keep wondering why why why why!!!

While at work, during lunch, tea, on the way back home... Over and over again... I even tried listening to other songs or watching something on TV... Phew!

I’m someone who cant rest until I can find reasons, until I figure out mysteries, until I can find out the W’s of everything!! I’m ok with ambiguity if I have some pre-conceived notion or an idea or some weird feeling about what’s happening which is enough to pacify me momentarily but this is... strange!

Don’t even go down the road of forming an hypothesis that the song is suggesting me something and by some divine interaction it got stuck in my mind… coz it’s nothing like my life right now! My zindagi isn’t berang… I’ve probably hit a purple patch I have been waiting for ages… I have my mohabbat in order and it's rocking… Touchwood! I have been sajaving khwaab about everything from the time I remember… a really dreamy optimist to be frank! The song doesnt relate to me even a bit!

Well… cant help it… I guess this will stay around until I guess something better to chew on…

Tu.... Khwaab saja.... Tu jee le jaraa!!

Cheers!