Somethings in life go unspoken even among the best of friends. Some say leave the past and move ahead. I think as one goes up the hill, he should learn lessons while observing things around this climb in the life to reach the pinnacle of success. I like to pen these instances down so that tomorrow someday I can take a walk down the memory lane. Sounds cliched na? But thats me. A weird crazy fellow trying to set myself up in life. Welcome to my Memory Lane.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Tribute to a Friend

people want us to date each other, people want us to be together always, people want us to do so many things., thank you.. we like being teased with each other :)

there are these sweet lines which urvashi vishrani a common friend put up :

Dedicated to Parag Vaidya and Radhika Karadkar "Perhaps,after all,romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare,like a gay knight riding down;perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways;perhaps..perhaps love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship,as a golden hearted rose skipping from its ...green sheath."
          -Anne of Green Gables

and some more sweet lines by Priyanka Kanani aka Shakespeare:


You guys are like writing a novel... Parag you are like a comprehensive and a very good book and Radhika is your table of contents.....




Thank you......


To Radhika,


your support for the last 5 years has been terrific. we have fought only once on the last 5 years and we share a relationship which others are jealous of. all guys want a Radhika in their life :) From being waving friends at Sudhir Sir's 11th standard classes to BBMing the full day today. Same college, same CA class, same office, same cell phones (:P).. the only thing is we were never alllocated to the same audit place except for one day at Benetton :)


Love you,


PV

Monday, December 27, 2010

Life at Podar

The last 5 years have been just perfect. Life at Podar was something I dint imagine after stepping out of school. Still there are a few firsts and other notable things in college which I would like to list down here,

  • Sidhesh Raut: sharing the same institution with you for the last 18 years has been excellent. I ll miss traveling with you, bunking together, having a crush on the same girl and most importantly fighting at home and covering up for each other for the same thing.

  • Radhika Karadkar, Miloni Mehta, Preeta Mondkar and Mitali Marolia: The bond that we have shared over the years has become strong with time and I am grateful to you that you have beared with me all through these years and not once got irritated by my no-nonsense and short tempered attitude in class or even my sad jokes. Talks on katta, the usual last minute preps for the Sunday tests, the stories during coffee, and the countless plans that we made but dint work out., I ll miss them all!

  • Priyanka Kanani and Apoorv Modak: I wouldn’t have come up with The Photography Club had you not given me the nod to do it. Its been quite a journey with you from the Confused and complex Piyu of FYJC to the still confused and complex piyu of TY Bcom. As for Apoo, you ll be a dear brother... i can connect with you very well!

  • Kush Maheshwari and Satej Rao: The beautiful years of Junior College are all because of you. Missin the first economics paper wouldn’t have been so much enough without you around. The way we cried on our way to the station and the way we laughed in the train back… is something very few and ‘lucky’ folks like us can  experience.

  • Rochil Nichani: FYJC without you would have been incomplete! Will always miss you around.

  • Pratik Jain, Rohit Dube and Shreyas Guntuk: Right from playing for the soccer team in junior college till organizing RAPPORT RETRO, its been so wonderful. Just amazing. There are no other words which I can think of right now to explain my feelings about you guys.

  • Rajiv Iyer: The Ladies Man! You ll marry me na? :P From the time your cell phone sang ‘kava kava’ when Anik was firing us together for bunking Petty Cash Book lectures to cracking some lame PJ’s. Life has been fun!

  • Priyank Savla and Rebecca: Thank you for everything over the last two years! wasnt life much more beautiful then?

  • Hanita Malharkar & Sharayu Sardesai: I know you guys will love me for writing your names together. Honey, you are one crazy girl I have met in my life. And sharayu, managing celebs so easily during Enigma you did a stupendous job!

  • Jairaj Vaidya: Last day of rapport, some one walks up to me crying and telling me that he is going to miss me and hugs me saying: “I have passed two years because of you, salya!” Exams wouldn’t have been half as interesting and adventurous if not for you. J

  • Pooja Shah, Kritika Matolia and Lavita Cross: Junior College was so much fun together. You guys will always be special!

  • Niyati Dahisaria: I loved your sugar cube. And I ll always find time for you. No matter what. You have been my closest junior and I ll treasure the time we spent together though it was in G6 only. :P There is this bond that we share and we can connect with each other very well. Love you always. J

  • Sayali Arte: You asking me to fail for 3 years is the sweetest thing that anyone has ever told me. Thanks for everything. I ll miss you more than you ll miss me.

  • Noopur and Kanika Thanawala: You’ll are some brilliant talented all rounders and your kidas with Shety are so hilarious.

  • Manali Patil: You ll always be special for the confusion!
  • Nishant Khombadia: Hemlya, scoring for Enigma and Rapport was interesting only because of you. And the girls’ stories in and out of your life can make up for a best selling book if you author it!
  • Bhagayshree Dave: The most responsible girl around. And the most misunderstood also. Thanks for everything. :)
  • Priyank Sanghvi: The DJ of our batch and I really mean it when I say that i loved your mixing.
  • Megh Doshi: I ll never forget you for that dialogue on you and also for the creatives of enigma and rapport! :)
  • Mayuresh Kambli: Your dance moves especially ghati and contemporary are etched in my memory for ever.
  • Gauri Ghag: I a really sorry for being mad at you in the admin room and i really regard you very highly for the way you took all the jokes cracked on you as they came... :) but for your bows :P
  • Pranav Loke: The ride on your bike in that thandi at 3 am and having idli sambar, wada sambar and coffee and parle buscuits will be one of my most beautiful memories of life in podar!
  • Vijay Chauhan: I haven't seen a funnier person than you when you are drunk. But everything in moderation is good :) love you brother!
  • Pushkaraj: We had no one for comparing and hosting events. You were God sent! very talented! :)


And to all seniors who made my stay at podar memorable, a big thank you! And to those who has worked with me in the Cultural Committee for 2010-11, its been a pleasure to work with you. And to all juniors and batchmates who pured out their hearts while writing sugar cubes..... I am going back home with a treasure!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Best year of My life - 2010

An exciting year draws to and eventful close:

I think I had everything this year. January gave me this feeling that 2010 is going to be great and this will definitely be till now the most memorable year in my life. I had an exciting January with the Mumbai marathon, a boring February with books, a anxious March and April because of approaching exams, a pictorial and fun-filled June and July in college activities, A little sad and a lonely August, a disturbing yet a curious and confusing pre October, an anxious post October and November, and second half of November and December have been the really the best days of my life except for some minor depressing glitches.

As I watch this year go by and as I see the year ahead.. its going to be definitely one of the most important years of my life.. With my graduation year ahead, my send off from my second home – Podar,  my last year in a protective and loving office, its going to be painful yet path changing

      

Thursday, November 18, 2010

The Social Network

i dont think i have ever come across a movie like this. i was so engrossed into the movie that when the credits for the movie came in the end , i was like shit this shouldnt end man.

i wanted it to go on and on. mark aka jesse is awesome so are the other charecters but what one must remember is that the director&producer of the movie is one great story teller.. and yes justin timberlake can act...

you must catch this one guys... without fail...

PS: just out of one more round of exams... not that great but some respite for the coming months. we have some great things coming up ahead. i ll fill you in with them soon!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Watch out for…

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Watch out for…
A future Leader in Adi Thackeray? And a present Teacher in Dr Welukar?

The idea that the principal of my school writing a negative remark in my school handbook would terrify me as I would think about their implications at home and the reward that I ll receive from my parents. Imagine your college principal writing to the entire city what a pathetic student you are and he being disappointed by your Hitler-style-behavior of burning books. My parents would have hammered me but wait hold your breath, The Thackerays would have patted Adi’s back and said, “Well done, shabaas we are so proud of you!”.

Descending from a family of power, sorry actually inheriting the trouble-making-power, one more Trouble sorry Thackeray entered the scene. (The T sound gives me pronunciation problems at times) I fail to understand why he can’t think differently? Hasn’t he noticed that the educated hate Shiv Sena? Hasn’t he noticed that the people have progressed while his party is still stuck to their stagnant criminal idiologies from 1966? Guys, you need to change :P

There are still some questions which the common man would like him to answer!
  •  Don’t you come from an Indian family which respects books and more so worship it? Dint you think about this while you burnt books?
As you go on burning more and more books to raise some unwanted negative publicity for yourself and your party, try and look back to what you have done. Try for some remorse! I m pretty sure as copies are burnt down in tens, hundreds and thousands, are you so stupid enough not to understand that you are creating more curiosity and more advertisement for the book! Two positives -  that I can see from this criminal act of yours!
1.      Rohinton Mistry will go on adding some more thousands and lakhs to his bank account benefiting from your campaign and the normal human tendency of curiosity-induced-buying.
2.      People all over the world will realize that the soon-to-be-best-seller book potrays the truth how shiv sena is brewing trouble right from 1966 on petty issues which they claim to be untrue but still get largely affected by it!
My teacher had once told me. “Every human being is entitled to be stupid. But some people are idiots to abuse it!”

  • Your family has a weird idea of gaining publicity. Your grandpa used to visit the jail. Your father takes helicopter rides around the state to click photos. And I must say that you have very well entered the league of doing something unusual right from the word GO. Dint it occur to you that instead of getting so much negative publicity, you could have used your name & power & resources by helping the needy, feeding the hungry or teaching the illiterate? You could have at least gained some respect but I think thats against your family tradition. As of now you have even lost the respect of authors, poets, bloggers and even the common man who appreciated your poetry!
You are heading the youth wing i.e. you are going to be portrayed as leader of tomorrow! We want a leader who understand the power bestowed on him, a leader who knows that power brings great responsibility, a leader who works to gain respect and love by doing justice to this responsibility. A leader who has a vision of the future which is not limited for the next 5 years of re-election. A leader who can prioritize and move ahead with times.

As for our Vice-Chancellor words fail to find me. All I can say is that there are only two possibilities:
·         1.Giving due respect to his credits, degrees & a doctorate, achievements over the years, he has reacted as if he has reached a stage of  professional incompetency!
OR
·         2.He was under such immense political pressure that he had to work overnight, read all rules and regulations of the university and find a rule never used in the history of our 153 years old university! Quite a task, Sir!
With such extra-ordinary trust that I have on the Thackeray khaandan, I think the second is more befitting!

Enjoy your Sunday Adi Thackeray.. Try for some remorse.

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Saturday, October 9, 2010

Thanks!

The blogspot gyys have come up with this cool idea. You actually come to know how many people over the world have read your blog atleast once and where exactly my readers are located.

A big THUMBS UP to the guys!

A very big thank you to my readers. J *a warm bear hug @ all*



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Beauty - My eyes behold!

One life-insurance commercial says “Life can surprise you”. With the tagline ‘Be Equipped’. But this is in my case happens with beauty around me. It’s not just nature but even girls :P
But wait hold, on this is what humans and not just guys are weak in. When there is beauty around you how many can control their feelings? Try to think what you thought when you had been to a vacation at a scenic place? Yes you were all smiling astonished and saying “Oh fuck. Holy shit!” But what was the thought process involved? You really never know. I try and think so many times while traveling back after such experiences. An hour on the Queens necklace, At one of the peeks of Sahyadris overlooking the lush green valleys, at Jaiselmer’s sand dunes overlooking the deserts to Pakistan, at the beaches of Goa, in the Alphonso mango fields of Ratnagiri, At tea feildsin Mangalore… I have tried hard to think what I was thinking about. But have usually failed.. A poetic phrase often heard “enthralled by beauty”

Life - Nature can surprise you…

Same is the case with girls. The ladies coach is generally in front of the Gents first class. And it happens with so many guys that once girls get down and a beauty catches your eye. Your eyes will follow her till either the train moves outside the station or she goes out of sight whichever earlier. But wait let any reader not misunderstand this as ‘chamdigiri’ of the guys. Bcoz it was a girl writing this, there would have definitely been another example J And no one can again recollect what makes our eyes involuntarily follow her is not lust or love at first sight but just that our eyes behold beauty!

I know this is weird stuff..


But I think things are so. So next time. Remember: Life can surprise you be EQUIPPED

Friday, October 8, 2010

confessions of a mr hide....

i met this fellow in my dreams....

its difficult remembering the dreams but its a gist of his dialogues what i write here:

"i have so many friends but why is it that i have to talk to you. why is it that there is only a few who can actually look into my eyes and respect my confessions. i am one of the best sons, the best friend and the best disciple. even then when sorrow grips me it shakes me away. my roots get damaged. i turn into a creeper. i see a tree and want to be like that one. i sway with the wind and get carried away. i do stuff which i never would. i fail to realize the very purpose of my existense. friends joke that i m a waste of human resources. but i misreably feel like one."


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Trapped in a cage
Pondering in rage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

It’s tortured all night
With chains controlling its might
The heart is strangled with fire
The mind is lost in desire
A light far away shines dimly
It’s the only hope precariously
Soon the sun shines outside the enclosed room
The bird chirps outside the dark room
Voice fails to escape the stitched lips
As the throat craves for a few sips

Trapped in a cage
Pondering in rage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

Confused for what its made for
Bewildered for what it longs for
For outsiders it=lush green mellows
But inside it burns up in smokes
It  wants no sympathy
But only a little empathy
As life gives some jolts galore
Dropping the burnt ashes to the floor
It waits for someone to butt it away
So that it goes far away
To end the pain in the cell
To die under the pastor’s bell

Then he wakes to the alarm bell
To end a life of dreams trapped in cage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

Saturday, August 7, 2010

My First Failure

Some verses that rhymed in me when i stumbled across my first failure..


My First Failure


Experienced it with a thud
It came from a single beep
Left me a shocked, a broken bud
For there was no leap
Of joy but crest fallen hearts
As a thought I couldn't accept in
As a reality which didn't seep in
Never my imagination brought me here
Never visited in nightmares here

Failure, they say
The stepping stone to success
But who knows what it takes
To stand below these dreadful steps
To travel that booky past
I don't fear hardwork
I don't fear the world talks
But I fear my conscience, my failure

As a thought I couldn't accept in
As a reality which didn't seep in
Never my imagination brought me here
Never visited in nightmares here

But still today, I stand here
And now I have nothing to fear
With experience and a shattered confidence
Each leg on either side of the Inter fence
I ll be here for the next half year
But I hope the rainbow is definitely near

I don't want the conscious tag
I don't want this heavy guilty emotional bag
I ll move ahead and ahead in some time
And then we'll together dine!

For now we have a fable,
A fable of half-handshakes
A fable of half-hugs
A fable of half-pedhas et all
For this thought I cant accept in
For this reality which doesn't seep in
Never my imagination brought me here
Never visited in nightmares here!



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