hi
no job today.....not feeling that well.
nothing much so far..... the days about to end
somewht lonly today.....
with nothing much to do.....
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
back on the roads
the big guy is back on the road and its gonna hit it hard this time.........
well one thing is over.........that only means someother thing is about to come:-)
will watch out for it
well one thing is over.........that only means someother thing is about to come:-)
will watch out for it
Monday, February 22, 2010
22/02/2010 Monday
My truck:
my old truck costed me 50000/- really much more than I had expected. had to look for the spare for 4 days arould all the places. At last got the spares from Rajkot. 160 kms away. The repairs are still going on I hope he would hit the road by tomorrow.
My truck:
my old truck costed me 50000/- really much more than I had expected. had to look for the spare for 4 days arould all the places. At last got the spares from Rajkot. 160 kms away. The repairs are still going on I hope he would hit the road by tomorrow.
Office Politics:
I hate it. I hate politics. But its more like a necessaty for the people to pass time. I don’t understand why people need to poke there nose in other things. But then I guess they don’t have much things to do here, govt. office you know.
Well ask me I just hate it. But there is one thing that I have learnt. If you pay it no heed then it sytops. That’s just what I do. I don’t bother at all.. coz I belive that there is very little any one can do if you play your part well. And if they can it simply means that you are wrong somewhere in playing your part. And ofcourse there are a few minds that just do it coz they love to do it. Well what do I do for that kinda ppl. Well I just let them do what they can do best. I just don’t recat. Coz that the main thing they would……lol……. Just don’t recat and they get fed up , in a way you bore them. Would you like to play with someone who doesn’t play at all.
That’,s it for today..
Jannat
Jannat.
That’s what we call it. Its just another place left alone by humans. The only reason for it to be beautiful. The place is just outside the colony boundary. Just a little walk. i used to go there with my friends when I was young. To be true we used to go there to smoke fearing to be caught by people our paren
ts knew.
Now all my friends are away from me and even I don’t go there much ofent. But still when I need a break and wish to run away from people and things that the only place that sooths.
The place is not much of a scenery but just another natural spot which makes it beautif
ul. If you ask me I would say at any place from where you cant see humans or human made things always looks beautiful. Well I don’t say that I am against the human made or any other thing like that but still it’s a fact. Try it and you would know it. Just go somewhere you cant see humans and feel the beauty there. The scilence the cool breeze. See the birds flying and trust me you wou
ld be in transcended in some other world. May strange questions would rise in our heart which have never been there before. May be you might feel your heart for a small moment.
The bet time to be at this place is the evening when the sun is about to set and the birds leaving for home. The endless clam sea.
Everthing turns orange and reflects in a little pool of water. Its really amazing.
That’s what we call it. Its just another place left alone by humans. The only reason for it to be beautiful. The place is just outside the colony boundary. Just a little walk. i used to go there with my friends when I was young. To be true we used to go there to smoke fearing to be caught by people our paren
ts knew.Now all my friends are away from me and even I don’t go there much ofent. But still when I need a break and wish to run away from people and things that the only place that sooths.
The place is not much of a scenery but just another natural spot which makes it beautif
ul. If you ask me I would say at any place from where you cant see humans or human made things always looks beautiful. Well I don’t say that I am against the human made or any other thing like that but still it’s a fact. Try it and you would know it. Just go somewhere you cant see humans and feel the beauty there. The scilence the cool breeze. See the birds flying and trust me you wou
ld be in transcended in some other world. May strange questions would rise in our heart which have never been there before. May be you might feel your heart for a small moment.The bet time to be at this place is the evening when the sun is about to set and the birds leaving for home. The endless clam sea.
Everthing turns orange and reflects in a little pool of water. Its really amazing.Thursday, February 18, 2010
The day started with a bad news that my old truck needs repairs.. holy gosh he would cost me a pretty 20000/-. I GQY 5068 . a 1982 modle….. I am his 5 th owner. Well I don’t even don’t know when he was bought and why. My dad just aske
d me to sign a few pappers and the next day I came to know that I know own a truk. Well that was back in 2001 . I was studing at that time. I really became familiar with it when my dad passed away in 2005 living behind this only truck and a good amount of unmovable property and a debt of only 20% of the total inheritance. And no cash ofcourse. (Well I would tell you about those times when I tell you things about my dad). So the only money printing machine that I had was this old truck. And oh boy he was really in a very bad shape. he was a water tanker, and was really worn out. His tyres were gone, cabin was swaying, its tank had many hole from where water leaked and it s chassis had a crack. In a way it was as good as scrap. Thank god there are no traffic police in the area or they would had me behind bars for being inhumen towards this old truck. But I had very little options or any better choice then to keep it running and runnig. And so It kept running and running. He was a one man show running three shows all alone. Well I cant tell you the name of the shows for now. but with the help of few good people and coz of my dad s goodwill it kept running and running. (Breakdowns were in 
inevitable and there were a lots of them. But the breakdown never affected his work. I don’t know why or how or what it is but he has never stopped on the way. Either it happens in my yard or when he reaches his stop and had completed the given task. It really amazes me but trust me it’s a fact. Its been 5 years with him and it has never happenend that he stoped on the way. So back to the story now.) My finical situation at that time was really too crunched. So crunched that sometimes just to go to the offices sometimes to collect the payments I had to borrow money for my bikes petrol. Those times did teach me a lot. But even that is to be told in some other story.. so most of the time when he brokedown I had mostly to borrow money from someone to get it repaired. Life wasn’t easy back then. But my friends did help me a lot. So when the showed the signs that it could run nomore, I took help. One of my friend helpe
d me with the tires the other with the tanker the other with the chassis and I managed for the cabin. So by now the only thing that remains in him which is his own is just his engine. Let me tell you another secret. Most of the parts of 1210 modle of a truck are readily available from scrap yards and that’s where I get most of my spares. Cost cutting you know. Had to do it. Afterall m a gujrati businessman When it got repaired and got a new face it started paying me back handsomely. He had a very big role in making me stand on my feets again. Just imagine, me being just 20years old, my bro eighteen. No help form any where other than my friends no fixed income no cash and a debt of 24 lakhs can make one go crazy. Slowly 
slowly business grew and I now have three trucks and a tractor. And just half the debt. M not saying that its all because of him or that it would had been not possible without him but he did play an important part and without him it would hadn’t been that easy. Anyways now have to get it repaired. Got to get my money printing machine on line……bye.
d me to sign a few pappers and the next day I came to know that I know own a truk. Well that was back in 2001 . I was studing at that time. I really became familiar with it when my dad passed away in 2005 living behind this only truck and a good amount of unmovable property and a debt of only 20% of the total inheritance. And no cash ofcourse. (Well I would tell you about those times when I tell you things about my dad). So the only money printing machine that I had was this old truck. And oh boy he was really in a very bad shape. he was a water tanker, and was really worn out. His tyres were gone, cabin was swaying, its tank had many hole from where water leaked and it s chassis had a crack. In a way it was as good as scrap. Thank god there are no traffic police in the area or they would had me behind bars for being inhumen towards this old truck. But I had very little options or any better choice then to keep it running and runnig. And so It kept running and running. He was a one man show running three shows all alone. Well I cant tell you the name of the shows for now. but with the help of few good people and coz of my dad s goodwill it kept running and running. (Breakdowns were in 
inevitable and there were a lots of them. But the breakdown never affected his work. I don’t know why or how or what it is but he has never stopped on the way. Either it happens in my yard or when he reaches his stop and had completed the given task. It really amazes me but trust me it’s a fact. Its been 5 years with him and it has never happenend that he stoped on the way. So back to the story now.) My finical situation at that time was really too crunched. So crunched that sometimes just to go to the offices sometimes to collect the payments I had to borrow money for my bikes petrol. Those times did teach me a lot. But even that is to be told in some other story.. so most of the time when he brokedown I had mostly to borrow money from someone to get it repaired. Life wasn’t easy back then. But my friends did help me a lot. So when the showed the signs that it could run nomore, I took help. One of my friend helpe
d me with the tires the other with the tanker the other with the chassis and I managed for the cabin. So by now the only thing that remains in him which is his own is just his engine. Let me tell you another secret. Most of the parts of 1210 modle of a truck are readily available from scrap yards and that’s where I get most of my spares. Cost cutting you know. Had to do it. Afterall m a gujrati businessman When it got repaired and got a new face it started paying me back handsomely. He had a very big role in making me stand on my feets again. Just imagine, me being just 20years old, my bro eighteen. No help form any where other than my friends no fixed income no cash and a debt of 24 lakhs can make one go crazy. Slowly 
slowly business grew and I now have three trucks and a tractor. And just half the debt. M not saying that its all because of him or that it would had been not possible without him but he did play an important part and without him it would hadn’t been that easy. Anyways now have to get it repaired. Got to get my money printing machine on line……bye. Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Everydays the same
16TH FEB 2010
Good evening
I got up from my bed at 0830 feeling a bit weak after a late night yesterday and a after fighting a battle with my mind whether to go to job or not. Went home and saw my cousin brother and sister there already. They were there to pick up mom for they had to go to a relatives place as there had been a death. Things got late and I got ready late. Another excuse for not going. I got into my livis jeans a brown top I put my shoes on. Totally ready to go and after locking the door I stood
outside the balcony smoked cigarette feeling how my body was feeling after the late night. I finally finished my cigarette opened the lock again, took of my shoes,got out of my jeans and top, got in to my shorts and ya I didn’t go to job.
i had been regular last month. Really unbelievable for some people. Well you can say I have a history of being regularly unregular for the job.
What to say for what I did for the rest of the day. Apart form smokng a couples of cigerattes and latifs 5 cup of chais, Almo
st nothing much. Played Generals on my laptop. Good game. But takes a lot of time and pretty challenging to. Then had my lunch and took a nap. Got up played generals again and it was 2000 by then then listened to osho and the day was over. Just a waste of day and a loss of one days pay.
The only thing good about the day, apart from that, my big friend called me. We had a good time talking and the best thing was what he requested me.( a number) well I cant and I wont tell you ab
out it coz if he finds out that I have made it public then I think he would dig my grave and I would be deprived of my funeral rights.
I just don’t understand sometimes why I do things like that. I should had be in bed by 0100 the last night. Instead I was up till 0440. well just a bad choice. If I had made the right choice I would had been different altogather. But then I would not had been me and I love the way I am. So in the end all is well with a few mistakes. I read somewhere –life becomes more intresting if you make mistakes. Pretty lame but true.
My days go by just the same way. Every day there is always a moment when I request the spoiled one in me to make changes, well in every front of my life. But then I don’t know but I usually forget it as soon as the session with my angel is over and then the things stays the same.
Good evening
I got up from my bed at 0830 feeling a bit weak after a late night yesterday and a after fighting a battle with my mind whether to go to job or not. Went home and saw my cousin brother and sister there already. They were there to pick up mom for they had to go to a relatives place as there had been a death. Things got late and I got ready late. Another excuse for not going. I got into my livis jeans a brown top I put my shoes on. Totally ready to go and after locking the door I stood
outside the balcony smoked cigarette feeling how my body was feeling after the late night. I finally finished my cigarette opened the lock again, took of my shoes,got out of my jeans and top, got in to my shorts and ya I didn’t go to job.i had been regular last month. Really unbelievable for some people. Well you can say I have a history of being regularly unregular for the job.
What to say for what I did for the rest of the day. Apart form smokng a couples of cigerattes and latifs 5 cup of chais, Almo
st nothing much. Played Generals on my laptop. Good game. But takes a lot of time and pretty challenging to. Then had my lunch and took a nap. Got up played generals again and it was 2000 by then then listened to osho and the day was over. Just a waste of day and a loss of one days pay.The only thing good about the day, apart from that, my big friend called me. We had a good time talking and the best thing was what he requested me.( a number) well I cant and I wont tell you ab
out it coz if he finds out that I have made it public then I think he would dig my grave and I would be deprived of my funeral rights.I just don’t understand sometimes why I do things like that. I should had be in bed by 0100 the last night. Instead I was up till 0440. well just a bad choice. If I had made the right choice I would had been different altogather. But then I would not had been me and I love the way I am. So in the end all is well with a few mistakes. I read somewhere –life becomes more intresting if you make mistakes. Pretty lame but true.
My days go by just the same way. Every day there is always a moment when I request the spoiled one in me to make changes, well in every front of my life. But then I don’t know but I usually forget it as soon as the session with my angel is over and then the things stays the same.
sometimes all my days in the week are the
same. nothing much done.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Missing my buddies
life can be a bitch if your friends are away from you....... i really miss my friends.
how can we forget those stupid fools with whome i have spend the best of shunshines and moonless nights with.
we were just a small bunch of guys. but used to stick togather all day longs. the only reason that we used to depart everyday was coz our parents thought that we had homes and we should be there at times.
When I look through the window of the past I cant belive the stupid things we did. Hunting dogs on a scooter with stones in hands, riding on all the unknown terrians. The latifs chai, the outstanding amounts on all the pan shop. Soking from the same cigret. Our sweet little love stories.Teasing the dammar in our group. Its all flashes in my heart as if it was just yesterday.
Today we are all apart from each other. Indifferent corners of the country, but thanks to the cell phones and the cheap call rates we still are in contact. And when we talk it still feels as if we are together.
But it has been 7 years we have not been together. Seven bloody years. Ya I have seen my friends from time to time but still all of them together is till a dream. Life just made us too busy to be together. We still remember each other love each other but I don’t know why cant we find time for each other. Sometimes its just true that we don’t have time or sometimes just that our piorities are different. Or just sometimes we are just too selfish.
Today we are all apart from each other. Indifferent corners of the country, but thanks to the cell phones and the cheap call rates we still are in contact. And when we talk it still feels as if we are together.
But it has been 7 years we have not been together. Seven bloody years. Ya I have seen my friends from time to time but still all of them together is till a dream. Life just made us too busy to be together. We still remember each other love each other but I don’t know why cant we find time for each other. Sometimes its just true that we don’t have time or sometimes just that our piorities are different. Or just sometimes we are just too selfish.
but still friendship is a very strange thing. no matter how mad you are at them for not showing up on your door, when you see them you just sart with " kyu chutiye kaha margaya tha" and thats all. all tthe old thoughts just vanishes......
i dont know what to right more of this stupid things but this is all from my heart....
any ways thats all for now.
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