mAiN nIkAl cHaLa !!!

The time left now can be counted on fingers. The little struggle for the past two years is over and finally I am ready to fly off. In the last six years or so I have made many friends n I have lost few too. I am a kinda person who will always have luv and respect for the later ones who smhow went their own ways n cud not handle me (or may be I could not handle them), but then lately I have developed this lil ego in me which stops me from crying over the past. I have stopped being May-be-its-my-fault types guy and have learnt to blame others if they really are at fault. I have got no grudges against anyone and I thank dem all from the bottom of my heart for the gud times they have shared with me and wish all of dem the very best in evrythng they do.

Now cuming to what I actually wanted to write. In the last many years I have seen tough times to the extremes and I have tasted some success too. But now I just wanna cum out of this shell and live the way I want to, without attaching myself to these irrelevant things like “Failure” and “Success”. I wanna feel free of everything that confines me within itself. It has been some time now since I have not been able to identify whether its my brains that decides for me or its my heart. I am actually happy about it and I just wanna go with this flow cuz that is what has actually worked for me.

There is this passion inside me now and i can hear the voice withn telling me to move on. I know the journey ahead is not gonna be easy but I am ready to push myself to the limits cuz I-ME-MYSELF have made this choice. Finally I feel my life has been mysteriously planned by someone other than me, accompanied by confused vision and spontaneous actions and to try and unravel this mystery…..main nikal chala……;-)

mY vIsA eXpErIeNcE!!!

It was 30th july, my Visa interview date. I was at my mamaji’s place . My interview time slot was 10:30 A.M. Considering the Delhi traffic, we left the home at 8. We reached the embassy at 9:15. MAN!! The area was really gud. Lot of greenery n beautiful embassy buildings. I saw few embassies like Myanmar, Italy, Switzerland etc. The US embassy was exactly opposite to swiss embassy. The funniest part was that all the ambassies were totally vacant and seemed out of business ;-) but there was heavy rush at the US embassy. Without any surprises one could see the whole Punjab out there. I wont be surprised if in few more years USA will be called USP. I saw some nice chicks there and mamaji started making a pass at me. Finally after joking around with mamaji and my cousin, I went inside. After initial security check up I was allowed to go inside where I got my ticket and counter number. I went further inside and entered a big hall. I saw some 100’s of people sitting on one side and interviewers on the other side of the hall inside the windows. I went through the finger scanning and then joined the bunch of people. The ticket numbers were being displayed on the counters and I was waiting for mine. My ticket number was P63 and I could see P48 and P49 already being interviewed. From where we were sitting the interviews could be heard. Some people were trying their ass off to convince the interviewers. Most of them were like – “I will come back…I will come back.” The whole scene was so funny at times. Some ladies were creating scenes while convincing the interviewers. They forgot that it's little different from convincing their pappu's and munu's for milk. Unluckily there were quite a few rejections out there that day. After some half an hour I saw my number being displayed on one window. Bloooodddy Hell !!! It was the same counter I was constantly looking at and had witnessed only rejections. I stood up and went there. The girl in front of me was ready to leave with a rejected visa. I had heard most of her interview and could not think of any damn reason why her visa was rejected. May be I was taken away by her beauty ;-). I came to the window and this is how my interview went:
Me: Good Morning Sir.
VO(Visa Officer): No response. I was like “ chalo ji. Ho gaya F**K. challiye ghar nu.” Just then he replied. "Show me your documents.”
Me: Yes Sir and passed my documents.
VO: Which universities have you applied to?
Me: I thought of telling him "tu vichon ki laina". But then Told him.
VO: Why are you going to University of Cincinnati?
Me: "meri marzi, main kahin bhi jaaon". just kidding, I told him the relevant reason.
VO: What kind of a scholarship is this UGS (it was mentioned in my I-20)
Me: Sir it’s University Grant Scholarship ( which you never got in your time ;-) )
VO: What is your sponsor doing?
Me: Blah Blah!!
VO: Ok, You will have your visa within a week.
Me: Thank you very much Sir. Have a gr8 day.
VO: No response
Me: Ran away ;--)