Beschaamd

It all started with the farcing idea of buying bike..and like always I convinced and justified my self to have one. So now what to wait for??? I managed to find a good bike. Good bike – Honda 900 cc White & Yellow. This lady is a killer. The previous owner warned me “Dude this ain’t your Eliminator last summer 7 riders died on these junkie machines. Just be in your limits and she won’t harm you”

But naaaa those stmts were not enough to bring my enthu down. I made my mind and searched on GOOGLE to get a license. And there started the funny story again…
As per the state govt policy I should give a written test and then the bike ride test to get a license. Without wasting a single day I crammed the whole book and went to DOL (Dept of Licensing) to give the written test..and below conversation describes what happened there better

Me “ Hi there, I came here to appear for the written test for Riding a Motorcycle”
DOL- “oh Great! So can I see your license”
I was confused what license she is lookin for …Indian license?
Me “ Here is my Indian and International driving license, this has permit for bike and car both “
DOL –“ You are not getting my point I need your valid WA state license.”
Me “ I beg you pardon, I came here to have one WA state license and to have a WA state license I should hv WA state license .. I am not getting this”
DOL – “See man to have a riding license you should have a WA license”
Me “The licence for what ?? I want to ride motorcycle and I dnt hv license and I want one..this is simple isn’t..
It was too late and we already lost around 15 minutes in this unfruitful conversation. Now the other people of DOL dept gathered around me and was laughing at me…I was pissed..what the hell is happening…
Finally after a minute or so once they are done with guffawing, one of those guys came to me and explained me
“ Son to have a WA state license to drive a bike you should hv a WA state license to drive a CAR”

Me “Ohh now I got it..sorry for taking your time” I was feeling bad and like a DESI.

The story doesn’t end here..so finally I decided to start with the Car driving test..was again in the queue…But after giving my eye test and I was asked for my State id but guess what “I forgot my Valet at home” but anyways I crossed that hurdle by showing my passport (which was in car and the DOL guy waited for me till that time)..okie now one more pain..they need my SSN but again I dnt remember my SSN number and I stored that in phone….now where is phone???? Now the DOA guy was pissed and with his eyes red told me to grab my SSN number from the CAR of wherever it is^&%$#%^…..I rushed to my friend who was having my phone and after 5 mins I came back to the window and given my SSN to that guy…so we are now finally ready for the test.. but yaaaaaar problems doesn’t end here…they asked for $20 but remember I forgot my Vallet at home so was not having a any money. Now even I am feeling ashamed and was afraid to tell this to the licensing officer but as was having no other option told him the same. Now his tone was change and was totally frustrated but thank god he was govt employee else he could have knocked me off with a single punch!!!

Nyways finally I got the $20 from my friend was enjoying his coffee outside the DOL office. And given my test…Sorry all my DESI frnds but maine apne community ke dhajijya uda de.

E'p Wakin
-G

A Hapless Victim

Was just browsing through some of the blogs and hv encountered this http://againstdeathrows.blogspot.com/ (Average Joe's blog) and just couldn't stop my self to dedicate some space to the priceless thoughts of Joe...

IMAGINE

When you wake up tomorrow morning I want you to imagine that you are in a 6' x 9' concrete cage with one wall overlaid with a set of 1''round steel bars covered by a dimond shaped steel grating. After having slept on a 3'' thick mat laid over a metal bunk that is bolted to one wall.

Now imagine not having to take more than one step to partake of your morning routine because your toilet and sink are only 3' from the edge of your bunk. Then imagine having straddle that toilet to reach the sink so you can wash your face and brush your face.

Imagine only being able to take 4 steps in one direction, from the front of your cage to the back, then 4 more back to the front. Where if you want you can look out a window. Only in order to do that you must gaze past two sets of bars and that dimond shaped grate to see a brick wall through a grimy plate of glass.

Imagine having no control over the meals you will eat this day. Somebody else will decide what you shall eat, when you will get it and whether it will be hot or cold. Then when it does come it arrives on a crusty slotted tray. Which you have to hold it on your lap or place it on the sink above your toilet, or simply hold it braced against the bars at the front of your cage. Because there are no table or chairs as any other human might have to use.

Imagine having no privacy, where people who don´t care about you at all can come in and go through your belongings anytime they want and there is nothing you can do about it.

Now you will be allowed some minor luxuries, but you will have to buy them out the prison canteen once a week. But wait a second, where you will get the money for that ? You aren´t allowed to work or operate a business in any way. So you will have to, if you want to have any kind of luxuries like coffee, tea, a coffee cup, shampoo and deodorant, or if you would like to write a letter more than once a month, depend on family or friends to help support you.

And imagine that is only the small stuff you have to deal with ?

Imagine never being able to walk on grass again or to stroll barefoot along the beach. Imagine never again to be able to look up at night and see the moon or the stars. Or to experience the sun rising to a chorus of song birds, or to sit with a loved one and gaze at the setting sun.

Imagine never again hearing the laughter and joy of a child on X-mas morning. Or to simply get up and go for a stroll when you get the urge.

Imagine never again to be able to dance with your sweetheart, to be able to look into their eyes and tell how much you love them, except for the weekly visits.

Imagine not being able to get up and go to the fridge when you want an ice cold drink on a hot day or maybe a snack or sandwich.

Imagine not being able to leave the room when those around you are making so much noise they are driving you crazy.

Now imagine having to deal with all this and more every day knowing that the government is doing everything in its power to murder you. So I guess with all that considered, one could still say we here on Death Row have it easy.

Oh, one more thing, imagine that you were wrongly convicted and are truly innocent...................................................

Readers pls Do visit http://againstdeathrows.blogspot.com to find more about Average Joe, a Death Row inmate on Florida´s Death Row since 1977, describes his life.

Horrendous.............

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Finally managed to grab some time to put somthin on this....missed this part of world a lot..

Thing were good but the bad news from cat and god know wat else has incite me took this action and I am here in Redmond now.I reached here last thrusday..but trust me this type of welcome was never expected....thanks to my frnd 'THE EXPERT GUIDE to this city' .....

We were driving towards our apartment and guess what?? !!! we lost the way!!!..not a big deal...in a new city and with in couple of hours after landing in city, in the late night hours with no one on the street.....my frnd and me still cool and busy is checking the top speed of his new honda accord and roaming around...my frnd THE EXPERT GUIDE to this city ws showing me this new and happening place..

Scene inside the car!!

My Frnd "hy we touched 110 mile good see and its moving mast!! wat say Gunjan"
Me "Gud man this is class"

Suddenly we found COPS car with the blue and red lights flashing...

My frnd "Dekh ab lage kisse ke vaat" and he decelerated his car so that the cops can overtake..and we were busy again checkin car's speaker n system.. After a couple of minutes we cut down the system voice and found cops were still behind us with the alert siren ......oh my God!!! I was worried and asked my frnd hy we should stop it seems they are following us..but it was my fault my frnd THE EXPERT GUIDE to this city told no man!! in that case they must have over taken us till this time. Hmmmmmmm that in need was right ...later after a couple of miles we found a red light and finally we stop but what was next was never even imagined in the worse dreams...

4-5 Cops car on that signal blocking all the possible routes Now we finally relaised it was WE who were being followed by the cops...realizing our fault we thought okie could be over speeding is the reason and we tried to come out of the car!!!!!!!!!!!

Our biggest mistake..Immediatley two of the cops shouted "Hy!! Go in the car NOW, dnt come out" do I forget to mention here with they were having tourch in one hand and PISTOL in another. I was thinking over speeding such a big crime ...nyways we remain sitted in the car ..Our car now was being surrounded by three other cop cars with sirens on and flashing lights. This was wat I hv seen in reality TV number of times..the other doubt in the mind aree we being captured on some reality show but could nt dare to spk this to my frnd THE EXPERT GUIDE to this city. After checking our car finally a lady cop came to us and asked for the reason for not stopping but what to answer we said "we thought it was just the normal patrolling" but she told you made a big crime by nt stopping after seeing the signal and biggest mistake we made was shifted on the high speed lane signaling not to overtake and she called for backups from different station to incarcerate us.

But after a couple of requests and seeing we are new to the city we were release with a prize - 300$ fine. This was life time experience and yes I really dnt want to experience this again………….

My Luv Story!!!

Frenz, I have a confession to make....This is my love story...It was my pre final year in BE when I fell in love . My love for CAT.Just like a bollywood flick it had all the ingredients - the joys of small victories in mocks, the passion to make her my own, the heart break of being rejected, the resolve to come back like phoenix and fight to get my love.

The nervousness when I first went to propose CAT on the fateful day of 23rd Nov 2003...it all turned out to be a big shock...a certain ranjit Don had already done enough to ruin my chances that day.I gathered courage and again propsed to her in feb, but all in vain….

Again thought of proposing her 9 months later in Nov 2004, but thanks to the Mocks who have shaken my confidence and I wasn’t even able to gather my self – forget about proposing her
Tried my luck again with full home work and gr8 mock cats to back me up in 2005 Nov, she did not even notice me I was heart broken.....

Finally 2006 Nov, no preps for CAT, went for late night movie on 18th Nov, caught a cold and spent a sleepless nite. Only thing that dragged me to the CAT center was that it was in a Women's college" And there she was in front of me...how I missed her for 1 whole year!I again bent down on my knees and proposed to her...tried for 2 and a half hours to convince her....Finally she said I need to think about it, gimme time till 2nd Jan. I will let you know then..she said with twinkle in her eyes.First time in my life I saw that twinkle in her eyes.....will this be my moment...will I finally be united with my love??

Only time (not that institute) will tell.......

-G

R v Selfish???

Are we selfish..this thought creeps into my mind offtimes. Our parents have given their many years of hard earned money and efforts to get us settled. But what we are doing....

Living away from house from the time we started earning. And never looked back. Yes we do miss our parents some times but what we miss exactly -- is it their care n affection or their expert counseling or the yummy food by mom the gr8.

Ya yaa I know living away from house is not a good feeling - as we move out of comfy closet. The fight is there at each step from food to shelter, from ally to supporter. But do these problems give us excuses for not meeting duties towards our parents. I will say definitely not...

In some years we will be married and then would’ve a solid excuse. But do you think this is justifiable?? Our parents too have some expectations from us...... and trust me guys they will never cite it.

-G

Ambicioso

The count has begun; 6 days to go for the D-day, keeping ma finger crossed I am waitin for the CAT results. I know its tough to crack those top 6 colleges but yes this is also true I have put in lots of efforts. Hoping those efforts and good wishes of dear ones help me in getting through.

But what if don't get selected, how it's going to affect me...afterall it will be my first miss. But is it right to keep dreaming n dreaming

Was thinking one day, why man's needs never ends...

I remember when I was in school my immediate goal was to get good marks so that I can make it to good college. So finally my efforts paid me off and me got selected in a `somewhat decent college.

Now the next greed why not member of Volley/baskeball/Cricket team ..thanks to God got a chance to grab couple of these opptunities too..Now what next ;) a Gang of guys who can rule the college...Thanks to my roomies for this, who were already on this and they just drew me in.

hmmm It's time to concentrate on studies now...as getting a good job was not easy so now MA whole concentration was on learning new tech stuff and bla bla ..just to get a job. My comments at that time for job 'Any work/Technology will do, any company/salary will do'. One fine day I got selected in firm now aree yaar!!! the work in not good , salary is not good, company is not good.

Now next thing on the agenda was switch - switch to a good, reputated company. Finally Yes I got engaged with my dream company. Now me again started cribbing -- need good project, good rating ... At this time I started realizing that my needs are not coming to an end. But I still managed to convince by inner-self that hopefully this will be last as I will good package, in a good company. I wil get settled and things will be good.

But God knows why I read the rediff news that day:- IIMB student got 80 lac package. If he can fetch 80 then for sure I can at least touch 20 (yummmmmy). Now here started one more war to full fill my greed - the CAT..hopefully this will be end to my never ending wish list

People may think this is not being greedy but ambitious but in my terms - this in nothing but hunger to achieve more n more....

E'p Wakin
-G

la introducción

Leave it man!! This won't be of any help...

These thoughts were pinking in the head; when I ws crating ths 'MA OWN' blogspace. But I hope this decision - 'to pen down all that is up here' wil 4 sure help in remdiate the recurring upshots in ma life.

-G