This post celebrates the pretty dense yet porous shayari (read the similarly titled tab located above first) of Rahat Indori. For example:
ये सहारा जो नहीं हो तो परेशान हो जाएँ मुश्किलें जान ही ले लें अगर आसान हो जाएँ
Ye sahaara jo na ho to pareshaan ho jaaen Mushkilein jaan hi le lein agar aasaan ho jaaen
The absence of such support can make anyone anxious The problems may even take one’s life, if they get any simpler
ये जो कुछ लोग फरिश्तों से बने फिरते हैं मेरे हत्ते कभी चढ़ जाएँ तो इंसान हो जाएँ
Ye jo kuch log farishton se bane firte hain Mere hatte kabhi chadh jaaen to insaan ho jaaen
These few people who roam around being angels If they ever confront me, they’ll become humans
-राहत इंदौरी (Rahat Indori)
Now time for his two ‘teaser’ shers (I apologize to Hindi-illiterate crowd for not offering any translations of the two shers that follow. That’s just because they sound dumb-in-translation!):
राज़ जो कुछ हो इशारों में बता भी देना हाथ जब उससे मिलाना तो दबा भी देना
Raaz jo kuch ho ishaaron mein bata bhi dena Haath jab usse milaana to daba bhi dena
-राहत इंदौरी (Rahat Indori)
When I shared this sher with my superpartner, she instantly replied with a comeback:
इशारों में जब बताएं तो समझ भी जाना हाथ की बात चेहरे से बयां करा भी देना
Ishaaron mein jab bataaen to samajh bhi jaana Haath ki baat chehre se bayaan kara bhi dena
Well, this sher has been edited slightly by removing spurious pronouns from her original version but the feelings are all intact (I hope). But I guess this sher coming from her most probably means she still hasn’t forgotten that time during our engagement ceremony when I squeezed her ring finger a little too hard in a futile attempt to slide THE ring over it. Anyway, no hard feelings then and / or now so lets continue to the next sher:
जागने की भी, जगाने की भी आदत हो जाये काश तुझको किसी शायर से मोहब्बत हो जाये
Jaagne ki bhi, jagaane ki bhi aadat ho jaaye Kaash tujhko kisi shaayar se mohabbat ho jaaye
-राहत इंदौरी (Rahat Indori)
She shared her thoughts after reading the above sher:
रातें तो कई आयीं और कई गयीं, पर आज कि रात कुछ सुहानी है किसी के आने कि खबर इसको भी है, इतनी हलचल ऐसे ही नहीं है
Raatein to kai aaeen aur kai gaeen, par aaj ki raat kuch suhaani hai Kisi ke aane ki khabar isko bhi hai, itni halchal aise hi nahin hai
Well, it’s not quite a comeback but feels great to read it, anyway. It also feels like I’ve heard / read it or something similar before but am not 100% sure. So I’ll consider this sher of hers to be an original one till proven wrong (which I hope never happens as that could involve an awkward confrontation). That’s it for today… If you’ve some more time to waste, head over to the freshly prepared
Man, did I scare my Acer or did it scare me? Well, it didn’t quite scare me as much as it made me furious. It shut down on me twice in a span of 2 hours due to over-heating during early morning hours of 11th July. I’ve known for nearly a year that there is a problem with its fan such that the cooling of the CPU & the Motherboard is not that efficient and over time over-heating occurs and then BLIP, the laptop goes blank. But that could be prevented till now by invoking CPU / Memory / Graphics-intensive jobs less frequently; like watching YouTube videos continuously for less than an hour or so. That made my Acer work more or less for roughly 12 hours a day with occasional blips now & then. No big deal for both of us!
Then 7/11 came and changed all that. (For the reason, read the above paragraph again!) In my rage, I decided that I’m going to literally break the back cover and rip out the fan and do whatever is necessary to get my Acer working longer shifts again. I need to tell you now that why I hadn’t done anything about the fan till now if I knew about the problem since last year. Well, you see… One of the screws of the back cover got chipped when I tried to open it last year and just wouldn’t budge! So I left it at that because it was working fine as long as I did my part. But now it was way past doing my part! I’ll tell you why: I’ve installed Windows 8 Release Preview (apart from full-fledged Win7) on it and Win8 can barely run for ½ an hour on it even when no programs / apps are running! I don’t know what Win8 does in background but if that’s enough to over-heat my laptop, it needs to learn something! That something is that Win8 is staying whether or not Acer likes it.
So, where were we? Yes, I was determined to break the back cover of my Acer. But just in case, I brought out my trusty ‘+’-headed screwdriver, pressed it hard against that chipped screw and gave a mighty twist to it. Lo & behold, that chipped screw loosened! My joy knew no bounds and I like to believe my Acer was in similar situation. From then on, there was nothing stopping me. Out came all the other screws, out came the back cover to reveal:
Then out came more screws holding the fan (the pictures are anachronistic and you can guess the reason… I mean who thinks of writing a post while thinking about breaking through a laptop!) and then the fan itself:
I dislodged the fan as you can see above and do you see that horizontal vent below in the case housing the fan:
Inside which you will also see the blades of the fan… Well, you couldn’t see those blades before. That view was obstructed by the strip of lint (consisting mainly of dust, dirt, hairs, webs, spiders, bugs, etc.) of thickness ~3-4mm seen below:
The pattern you see is because of the metallic mesh that can be seen on the right side of the second photo above.
Ignore the poor focus in this photo and don’t ask me about the pattern of the strip. So this strip was obstructing the air-flow completely and making my poor Acer heat up so much that it could barely operate for an hour. I also need to make a special mention of an important tool, which helped me clean the fan:
The very versatile blower that I got for my E-PL1… Well, now that my Acer is cleaned, it has never shut down again due to over-heating. It has shut down twice since 7/11 but that’s definitely not due to over-heating. That must be Win7’s problem because now I’ve been running Win8 also a lot and watching videos for more than an hour continuously and the temperature of CPU & motherboard never even reaches 60°C! Earlier it used to hover around 70°C even when my Acer was idle! To prove that, here’s a snapshot of Speccy while Mathematica is running a CPU / RAM-intensive program (in W7, obviously!):
So, Random Shutdown score for Win7 - $2$ vs. Win8 - $0$. I was lucky to know the problem beforehand but in general how do you
Nodame… I have been watching episodes of the anime ‘Nodame Cantabile’ recently (He said ‘start watching this one, you will like it’) and after watching the episode named ‘Past’, I have become a huge fan of Nodame.
She is unique in her own ways, the way she carries herself, eats, dresses up, plays, cares, performs, loves, walks, speaks, cooks, cleans, works – everything is just so her.
Look at the picture below.
Nodame has magnetic, long, beautiful, slender hands and fingers and when she performs on the piano, you feel so connected to the whole thing that even if you are one who has no clue of what music is all about, you will fall for it.
And the next one.
This is how she reacts when she is under-estimated / scolded by her superior Chiaki whom she addresses as Chiaki-Senpai. Her eyes are wide open, as if she has understood the whole thing and a great realization has dawned upon her and the biting of nails reflects her nervousness and the wish to come out of the whole situation.
And the next one.
This is how Nodame looks when she is angry. She has water in her eyes, shouts on the top of her voice, her hairs go swirling and she looks puzzled, confused and irritated.
And the next one.
This picture is after the graduation party when Chiaki and Nodame start walking back home (well… they are neighbours and Nodame is generally fed by Chiaki at his apartment) and they keep dancing and enjoying themselves. It is a very pleasant sight to watch. Both of them get connected to music and the beautiful morning sight interspersed with their brilliant dance moves makes the whole scenario very exciting.
And the last-but-one one.
This is when Chiaki challenges Nodame and later both of them play on the Piano. It is not just great watching them play together but also knowing that 1+1 definitely make more than 2 (in terms of synergy) because the music which comes out is beyond all comprehension.
And the final one.
This shows the shabby/mangy nature of Nodame. When Chiaki figures out that she doesn’t clean her house regularly, keeps things disordered, that she keeps her hair dirty and doesn’t change her dress for a week, he starts working at her place. It makes me believe, at least for a while that good people do exist in the world.
Watching Nodame is amazing, to say the least! And this is one of the very beautiful title track that comes at the end of every episode and here is the translated version copied from the anime.
When love is painful I noticed it when I was next to you that night Because I know about you More than anyone else does That unintentional… Kindness of yours, was squeezing my heart Even though, Even though I'm watching you from this close Why is it? Why is it that we are still friends? No matter, No matter how much I think of you My feelings never reach. You don't understand I'm so in love with you. Everyday, Everyday my heart is in pain Making it through countless nights where I couldn't sleep The first time, the first time we met each other, If only I could go back to that day. I'm so in love with you.
I’m looking forward to watching the remaining episodes and seeing Nodame do very well in whatever she does (Teaching or playing Piano).
… Sketchbook! Or of Musashi Quality with a scanlation of first 2 chapters of volume 8. I was so excited that I put up a comment on their site with a typo, which my Superpartner brought to my attention!
How much more humiliating can it be? Well, their typesetter has made two typos in the 15 or so pages, which is then comforting at some level! But irritating at the same time… Anyway, the themes of the strips are more or less the same as usual and this strip is definitely post-worthy:
Talking of photographing bugs, my father spotted an interesting bug – a stark red specimen. It was climbing a wall and the macro mode of my E-PL1 was not co-operating enough. But I was able to get a very sharp focussed image after 10’s of trials. Here’s that image which was taken at nearly the end of my KTM trip. It had remained in my camera for all that time till now so you’re the first one to lay your eyes on it if someone else hasn’t already seen this folder:
The photo is in a wrong orientation so you have to imagine the floor surface being the wall! Anyway, help me in identifying
Or so I thought! Apparently, the green light (flash) during sunset lasts for a few seconds only whereas the light I saw lasted for a few minutes. Also the not-so-good quality of the photos (it’s R’s camera, after all!) may make you squint to see the ‘green-ness’ that I’m talking about. Anyway, here are some more photos to distract you from the above:
The patterns of smoke & clouds are interesting. The only problem is you can’t make them out in the photo!
And here we see everything (only if you already know that they exist): Green Light, Light Streaks, Cloud Patterns and Mountain Tops. I guess the only good thing that you can take away from this post is some knowledge about
This is a particular view* of the events that unfolded between Jun 1-2 & Jun 15-16 when I met my superpartner for the first time in flesh-&-blood.
Boson meets Fermion (Her Nepal trip):
She arrived at Kathmandu late in the evening on May 31 and after a lot of mid-night discussions (as I’m told because I was fast asleep by then) half of the engagement ceremony was completed early morning on Jun 1.
We went to the Pashupatinath temple (a token formality) after which we toured Garden of Dreams – a not-so-fitting name for a garden – best suited for our purposes.
At the end of the day, when my father asked Her whether I was like what She thought I would be like, She made an ‘unforgettable’ remark, “Ya, how different could he be after all? …How long can one pretend to be someone else anyway?”! And I thought of answering: as long as one doesn’t get caught! But apparently that was a serious talk and my ‘witty’ remarks were not welcome.
after which She returned back to India. I waved Her a goodbye at the airport and She didn’t… what the hell? But she did bid a grand farewell! Do you find this statement cryptic? “Obviously yes!”, I hear you say. Well, that’s because you’ve read only my half of the story yet.
Fermion meets Boson (My India trip):
I went to Sardarshahar and the second half of the engagement ceremony was completed on Jun 15. (I’m not inserting any photos from this trip because there aren’t any decent photos of us to insert.) After which, we were led to have lunch. I found a seat beside a cooler to my relief and She sat beside me on the other side where I was basically blocking the cool air from reaching Her. No need to feel bad for Her – She is used to the heat, anyway! For the first time in my life, I was offered pickles (of 4 different varieties) to go with the chapatis before being offered the more traditional curries. I was confounded as anything with that sequence! I was told there to talk more – an umpteenth attempt and dumpteenth remark. I also learnt that those who are inherently talkative get confused and start talking less in my presence. I already knew that those who inherently aren’t talkative get sympathetic and start blabbering in my presence! (She is one of them.)
An addendum ‘ceremony’ was also performed at Sri Dungargarh on the next day. Things got delayed a bit because She thought snapping a few photos of each other in that ill-lit room to keep as mementos was a good idea! Later, She saw me & Didi (elder sister) have a ‘heated’ exchange about sharing ice-creams. A memorable moment for the three of us… more so for Her as She thought it was Her duty to ‘punch’ me on Didi’s behalf! (Thankfully for both of us, Didi didn’t see that!) Anyway, then She returned back to SDSR. I waved Her two goodbyes this time and She didn’t wave even once… What The Hell Again?
In summary, things went pretty (/ quite / rather) smoothly despite the infernally hot weather both at KTM & Rajasthan (SDSR & SDGH); the high-pitched voices of relatives trying to make me perform a few things ‘against my will’; the bulls-hit that comes packaged along with such events despite the best preventive measures and the extra event (of entering a new house, गृह-प्रवेश) that got squeezed in at the last moment on 16th morning (as most people were made to believe!).
At the end of all this, three things on the way back to KTM relieved me from all that madness:
1. On the way to Bikaner from SDGH, I saw a board over a closed shop that read (in huge letters): “Funny E-services”! (Don’t google it… I just saved 20 minutes of your life from getting wasted.)
2. My father b(r)ought the famous ‘Kesar Kulfi’ and Veg Turnovers / Patties to the Bikaner railway station, which I & Didi devoured like any other voracious beasts… It feels great to have lunch / dinner on stations! (We were reminded of the way-past years when we looked forward to our father’s one shopping trip to Bikaner while visiting SDGH and eagerly anticipated these treats!)
3. While landing at KTM airport, it was announced that the outside temperature was 26°C and when we finally emerged from the terminal building, it was raining puddles & puddles… Sheer Exhilaration!
*Disclaimer: This post contains ‘unfavourable’ views that are my own and shouldn’t be taken as those of anyone else, specially Hers. Anyone likely to be offended by such views should do something creative like NOT reading my blog. For ‘favourable’ views of this event and more (including a few not-so-decent) pictures (shot at Rajasthan), check out
Heart out of the loop – No fuzzy logic – Make movements as a snail – Brains, yes but not just that – Genuineness and Unpretentiousness: figure it out – Help yourself as much as you can. Some narratives I told myself. Is that appropriate? – Does that cross the normal i-m-only-interacting-to-get-to-know-you bond?. Some questions I asked myself every now and then. Delight – Enigma – Aura – Specifics and the likes. Some things I thought I looked out for.
The longest video chat till that day was a little more than an hour long and was the only time when He spoke for half of the stipulated time, otherwise it is always me who exploits the time, especially during the VC's [Vivid Chats :)]. Setting up records like a 2hr+ chat, 500+ lines on gtalk, gruelling discussions on what 'blushing' actually meant, if tinch and tint were different, what was an EXIF data (for a novice like me), what was the deal with cannibalization, news and facts and information, hell loads of other stuff which made things look interesting, if not more. That's it, it was the start and I looked for nothing more as an answer.
I listened to this tune many times (it was the first audio shared by him and he has not shared too many), trying to identify it but have not been successful, as yet. Both the video and the audio are His and were shared at different points of time. I have put them together; do let me know if you find some familiarity to the tune.
Deep dive!
There could have been a paragraph for everyday like writing a journal but this incident needs a special mention. He has his own versions of Polorama Generator, Sudoku Solver, Accounts Handler, etc. Once I was explaining to him a problem that we as friends have faced from time to time, which occurs when a lot of us go out and have to come out with a mechanism for dividing the expenses as not everyone avails the same facilities and some have their special preferences. He understood the problem quite fast, in fact liked it and came out with a Expense Splitter tool and it is fantastic to say the least. I did not like the colours used in the tool and the fact that he used someone else's voice to welcome and bid good-bye to the user in the tool (Edit: That someone else's voice is her own laptop's voice!) but keeping these little (important if I'm going to call them anything, he might make my head oscillate from left to right) things aside, it splits all kinds of transactions that I can think of. A snapshot of the same :). The audio is his choice (I only converted it into a .mp3 file - hehe) and the creativity with the video is definitely His.
Splitting made easy!
As you are now aware that the Superpartners met for the first time in KTM (his home city) and there were some rules laid out before our trip (it was me and 4 of my family members who visited Him and His family)
Do not carry the Indian currency notes worth Rs.500 and Rs.1000
Have your passports ready (2 of us did not have one when I had booked the tickets and one of the passports arrived just a day before the start of our trip)
Wear all the jewellery that you are carrying and have none in the bags
No silver or gold coins; might wish to carry a few in the pockets
I was too excited to research about Nepal or KTM or anything related as I generally do but at the end of the trip, I realized that I had learnt a few more things – that the population is close to 3 crores, that there are cities like Biratnagar, Birgunj, Pokhara, Dharan other than the capital city of KTM, that only KTM has an international airport, that V is pronounced as B there, that air-crashes happen because of the hilly terrain and the aircrafts face difficulty while landing, that one of the identification letter in the licence plate of your car is equal to the remainder of the 4-digit number divided by 33/36, that it attracts a lot of tourists, that Wai-Wai is manufactured in Nepal, that 100 INR are equivalent to 160 NPR, that there are just too many schools in the capital city and a lot of temples.
I enjoyed the ride from the airport to His home looking out at a new city, which appeared old and not so well-planned (very much like most of the cities in India). As we reached his home, I climbed up the stairs to the 2nd floor (as I was told) too much in a hurry (I had wanted to ask him as to why did he not come to the airport but I did not. I was simply very excited), leaving everyone behind and waved a 'Hii' that might have appeared like two childhood friends meeting after a long time or 'Where were you this long, now lets not waste time and get to work'. There was a beautiful cake arranged (wish I had eaten a little more of it) and that marked the start of a very polished hospitality.
N (one of my new nephews) was happy after meeting me and I was equally happy (though could not express it to my fullest as people don't take expressing emotions too positively in the Indian context). I met the very cute Happy (she is a Pomeranian) who barked a lot during my first evening at their place but was calm and sober the next day. We did not become friends (there is a reason I later figured out – I called her 'he' during our muted conversation) but I sat with her for quite sometime and tried explaining who I was and why I was there. Happy is 2 years younger in the photograph. A special mention goes to R (a cousin of his) who clicked this one.
It was too hot and everyone could feel the heat but He was the worst affected of all. He reacted like an open wound would to an acid. Looking at the sweat oozing out of his body, I wondered if I would see him dehydrate and faint. Glad that that did not happen and He handled the warm (Edit: Blisteringly HOT) conditions somehow.
Pashupatinath Temple was nice and warm. There were commercial spaces around but not as much as you would see in an ISKCON (those places are the examples for heights of commercialism). The architecture was perfectly Indian and I was reminded of Mahakaleshwar for some of the resemblances that the place offered. Don't know why but I was expecting some Buddhist monasteries (Edit: You were right to expect. It just happened that we 'avoided' those roads!). I recall an incident as we were entering the main temple where one of the Pundits was reading some verses from a book and my sister asked which language it was. Instead of saying that I felt it was one of the three South Indian languages (obviously not Tamil), I blurted out Telugu and it turned out to be Kannada. I felt like slapping myself for having stayed in the South of India for good 10 years and still having difficulties in identifying one of the (only) 4 languages.
Garden of Dreams was unlike other parks. It was very well maintained, the grass and plants well-kept and everything perfectly organized. We were expecting less humans (as so is the case it seems) but found good number of them around (it was the weekend time and hence the reason for some oddity), few building on their photography and reading hobbies, few enjoying the serenity, others indulging in chit-chats, rest seemed to be amused with each other. I particularly like this photograph.
We were going through some panels, which compared how the garden looked in the past vs. now and as I started touching the sentences written on one of the panels, He told me 'You aren't supposed to touch the panels' and I said 'Huhhh' with a shudder and then smiled. N saw us chewing gums and he wanted one too. I had to repeatedly talk to him about squirrels and monkeys and butterflies and all the living things that we found in the park to distract him from the gummy thought. Didi had a difficult time keeping him in good spirits.
Half of the 50 Km ride to the Panchmukhi Balaji temple was marvellous – narrow roads, one-way traffic, deep valleys and mountains, small shops and little houses, clean air, plush greenery, reverberating sounds – everything captivating, rest was just dirt and smoke. The pundit there proclaimed himself to be of 105 years old. He looked like a meagre 60-70 and was asking us a few questions. When I said the answer to one of his questions was 'trolley', he giggled after listening to my answer when everyone else was silent. What the hell?
I started this sher when I was about to enter the KTM airport: तू छोड़ रहा है तो खता इसमे तेरी क्या and he duly completed :) हर सख्स मेरा साथ निभा भी नहीं सकता -वसीम बरेलवी
With memorable times from the trip, I came back and looked forward to another one. And that was visiting Rajasthan in the month of June and the after-math of experiences there led me to decide that it was the last time that I would plan and visit this largest state in India during summer. Heat waves crossed the bodies like lightning attacks the earth, water-coolers did not help nor did staying indoors. Heat was everywhere and loo winds blew into the ears and danced through one's brains. But the ceremonies happened as per the plans (Indian Standard Time, of course) and when I asked Him if He had any second thoughts about the engagement, He said 'loads'. I was shocked and asked if I could know a few of those thoughts to which he replied 'Nothing to worry about for now'. Seriously, what the hell kind of an answer was that? [Edit: :)] He asked me a similar question under similar circumstances at KTM and I had replied, 'This is the first and last thought!' and he had only listened to the last half as we figured out later – 'first and last thought'.
There were too many exchanges of gifts that happened in those 2+2 days. We were offered something called as 'bela ka ras' (an extract from a flower named ‘Bela’ used for making a drink), which was one of a kind. It tasted great. It was over-pouring affection and one of the ways in which people showed more of it was by making us eat sweets. I hardly denied and enjoyed myself to the full extent possible. It felt different being with new faces and being the center of attraction everywhere but it was not too bad – not bad at all :). These things are to be cherished once in a while – is what I realized. We both left the same day – he went back to KTM and I came back to my working place.
My learnings: Pictures are priceless. Sweets are the best things invented. Weather can cause misery unmeasured. Live the moment and “Moms” are the most loveliest, none like them and will never be!
A few pictures of us Fermion and Boson together. The idea of this post was to tell you my story “a lot like it actually is”. For details on timelines and other concrete stuff, refer to
Punch-lines of some companies are sometimes too punchy that they make you think aloud. For example,
Canon: Delighting you always. A strange feeling always. Out-dated you are, please upgrade to our new products.
Café Coffee Day: A lot can happen over coffee. Quit your job, start a firm, be a loser.
Lufthansa Airways: There's no better way to fly. You are caught, your legs are tied. Now show me how you can fly.
Dominos: Khushiyon ki home delivery. We have little space in our outlets, better be-(a)ware.
MS Office 97: Work less, Do more. Eat more, Grow fat.
SBI: With you all the way. Make all your payments on time.
MTNL: Transparency makes us different. The transparent customer service representatives tell us all.
Epson: Exceed your vision. Yeah... and Go Blind.
CNN: Be the first to know. From a cat's cry to a dog's weep.
Tata Indicom: Business without limits. Network with all limits.
ICICI Bank: Hum hai na. Wohi to chinta ki baat hai.
Compaq: Ban jaaye baat. Chalo fir sun lo gal aur kar lo baat.
TCS: Beyond the obvious. Right. Oblivion.
Allstate Insurance: You are in good hands. You do not have an option to think anything else.
Disclaimer:
The content of this post has views that are my own and none of them are aligned towards maligning any individual or organization but are intended for humorous purposes only.
The end of ‘Claymore’ manga was a false one! It still continues… YO!!!
Somehow the usual scanlators seem to have been demotivated and someone used machine translation to produce a low quality scanlation. Well, something is better than nothing, I guess.
It’s too damn hot here so don’t feel like writing any more. Have a look at the beginning of my
So I left it at that because it was working fine as long as I did my part. But now it was way past doing my part! I’ll tell you why: I’ve installed 
It has shut down twice since 7/11 but that’s definitely not due to over-heating. That must be Win7’s problem because now I’ve been running Win8 also a lot and watching videos for more than an hour continuously and the temperature of CPU & motherboard never even reaches 60°C! Earlier it used to hover around 70°C even when my Acer was idle! To prove that, here’s a snapshot of 
Also the not-so-good quality of the photos (it’s 
