Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Every song has a history to it.

You plug in those earphones and then among the thousand songs, you scroll up and down to chose your song. What goes in the back-end?
The simple reason is that you like the song more than the other songs in your I-Pod, or particularly you relate to that particular song more than any other song in the playlist.
Why does this happen?
I guess because all the songs have a history attached to it.
Its so often that you listen to a particular song and you are lost. In those moments of your past, those cherished ones, the ones which brings smile on your face, or tears in your eyes. But certainly those moments which are etched in your mind and that particular song helps you in keeping those memories afresh.

A yaaron dosti badi,Puraani Jeans, Pal-yaad aaeyenge ye Pal, would take you back to your college days. Reminds you of those moments spent in the canteen with your friends pulling each others leg, passing comments on the teacher who is also eating somewhere there.Talking about journal submissions or the latest couple on the block.

Whenever you listen to Aye mere watan ke logon, it would take you to your school days where you used to reach early for the flag hoisting and you waited eagerly for the sweets to be distributed only to be overjoyed with the fact that there were no classes on the independence/republic day.

Whenever you listen to Phoolon ka taaron ka, it would remind you of those Rakshabandhan days when you used to ask your parents for money to be given to the sister and those Rs. 50 made your sister the richest girl in the world who thought of buying the best dolls from that money she had just received.

And there are so many songs like that

That is why I say there is history attached to each song. Each song from your past reminds of you of those old good days, to which you can only say, boy those were the best days of my life.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

The Logic Behind Two Names

I have met so many people in these 25 years of my life and there have been so many people who have been taken by my name. Some of them liked it, some hated it but everybody took notice of it. SO what was so peculiar about my name?
Rachit +Raj – A very common question posed by so many people. Why do you have two names Rachit and Raj? Some ask, is your surname Rachit or Raj? They were bamboozled to know that my father name reads, Deepak Kumar Ambastha. No link in the surnames they say.
I knew that this was a common trend followed by the Kayasthas, but why, I only came to know when one day I posed this question to my uncle, who held a P.hd degree in ancient history.
He told me that we are Ambasthas which are a subgroup of Kayasthas, not that I did not know that, but a few things which followed were certainly new to me.
So coming back to the point of having two names, I was told that we were one of the ancient tribes where women were given equal treatment in the society. A father wanted to give a name while the mother wanted another name. At the end the child had both the chosen name and henceforth the trend continued. Sounded quite interesting. I wanted to know more. Where did our forefathers come from, I asked him?
He told me that we were originally located in Taxila a place in Afganistan, which meant we were Afganis.He went further by saying that Taxila was the oldest university even before the Nalanda Universty in Bihar and Ambasthas were mostly into education. It was then that Alexander invaded the sub-continent and reached Afganistan. A battle was fought and it is said that during the fight with the Ambasthas, his hammock was pierced with an arrow which ultimately led to his death in Alexanderia. But, this left the Ambasthas tattered and they scattered to different places. A few moved to Nalanda in Bihar, the others to Ujjain in Madhya Pradesh and the rest down to Kottayam in Kerela. Later they dispersed to different parts of the country. Kayasthas were mainly Muneems(accountants) in the kings kingdom, and all the work related to accounts were asked to be done by them. I wondered probably that is the reason why there are so few Kayasthas into Business or serving in the armed forces.
It was heartening to know some interesting facts about my forefathers which made me proud and then came the dark side of the history. The Kayasthas were supposed to form Lord Krishna’s army, and when Arjuna and Duryodhan had approached Lord Krishna to take him on their respective sides before the Kurushetra Yudh, he had kept an option between the two parties. He had said that he would fight from one party where as his huge army would be on the other side.
As history would have it, the Kayastha took the Kauravas side and were badly defeated.
I chuckled at the thought of not many Kaysthas joining the armed forces.
This way I came to know so may interesting facts about my ancestors and my dynasty. This short conversation helped me in identifying myself and my origins. I bet there would be others who after reading this would want to know their histories too.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Yet another BF vs GF conversation !!!!

There has been umpteen conversations between a girlfriend and a boyfriend that we have read in so many mails. This was the first time I witnessed it with my own eyes.
Context: I was waiting at the railway station when my eyes went to one of the couples in my office. They were waiting for the same train. I could not help but overhear them as they were standing just adjacent to me and the decibels levels were on the higher side.
I cannot help but share it in my blog.
Girlfriend(hereafter referred as GF) : Sweetheart, I just hope we get into a wonderful B-School. But if we manage to get into different B-Schools, what then?
Boyfriend(hereafter referred as BF): Ah, don’t remind me about that. It will be such a pain.
BF sees the GF’s face getting grimmer. He doesn’t like seeing her sad. Tries to liven up the conversation. Not knowing in the wildest of dreams that he is digging a deep hole for himself.
BF: Hey Chuhiya( till then the gal liked the name, probably there was the filmy angle to it. Read-Jaane tu ya Jaane Na), I would miss you terribly but we would check out hotties in our respective colleges? Will call each other every night to update on any new hottie on the block. What say?(It was all said in a harmless,lighter note just to bring in a little of naughtiness to push out the sadness which had enveloped the surrounding with the separation factor).
Boom... the stage was set for the GF to transform from the Cute Chuhiya to the Daravani Sherni.
GF :Why do you want to check out gals? Why cant you wait for two years and then check out me, later all your life.
BF: Thud! (Entire life), the same face. Oh no!!!( dare he say that on her face. Read- All in the thinking phase).
Oh yes sweetheart, thats a better option. Nobody can be as good as you are, as beautiful as you are, as charming as you are.
GF: Nobody can be as beautiful as you are? You mean to say you compare me with others? Which means you check out other girls. All guys are just the same. You call me Chuhiya where as the other gals are morni to you.
BF: Bemused. Where did that come from (Thinks)?????
BF: Hey you are my morni. No one else can be.
Finally a smile appear on the GFs face.
BF :(Thinks :Little does she know that Morni are really ugly, its the More who are supposed to be the beautiful species )
BF: (Tries to do some resurrection work). I will miss you so much for the next two years when we might not be together. The BF tries to personify the sad smiley which he uses in the chat with his GF. This helps him in getting a lot of attention, sometimes to the extent of, lot of pampering from his GF.
Guess the effort this time was not great. The tried and tested magic didn’t work.
GF: What do you mean by, you will miss me for the next two years? I knew,you are tired of me and want to get rid of me. But don’t you worry, i will be coming there often and you would have to introduce me to all your friends. (she meant all my future friends who would by the law of nature would happen to be girls).
BF :Sure honey, I surely would.
GF: But dare I see you roaming about with any other girl. I will create a scene there?
BF: (Thinks: Isnt she creating it right now with so many people around)
BF: No way Morni.(Tries the tested name which had just brought a smile on GFs face sometime back)
GF : A slight smile. Good!!!
BF: Thinks: Its better to keep quiet now. Nothing seems to be working today
GF : Now why are you so serious? You are not talking to me.
BF: Nothing like that. Was just thinking about the job in hand. Have got a new project to work on from today onwards.
GF: Are you sure you are saying the truth? (the suspicious look)
BF: Of course Jaan. Why would I lie? (Thinks: Geeta pe haath rakh ke kasam khaaun kya?)
GF : Cant see it in your eyes?
BF :Thinks: (Even the ophthalmologist cant identify a person looking in his eyes, that he is lying. Is she crazy? Of course she is....)
GF: Common swear on me, that there is nothing else in your mind.
BF :(Thinks :Here came the Geeta pe haath rakh kar kasam khao. Hindi movies. Grrrr@#$...)
BF: Yes honey, swear on you.
GF: See, now you have resorted to false promises. God, do you know an empty promise can kill me?
BF: Fuming inside, but very particular that it didn’t spill out.
BF: (Controlling his anger), its nothing like that. Why do you feel I am upset because of something. I was thinking of work, which is taking a toll on me offlate?
You don’t seem to understand..... He was in between his sentence, and the GF pounced back.
GF:Yes you feel I don’t understand you? Is this what I get to hear at the 11th month of our courtship.
BF: Had lost it by now. Shut up now! You have been crapping all this while ya. I meant to say that you don’t seem to be understand...ing that I was preoccupied with thoughts about work.
How would it work if you act so immature?
BF: just walks away leaving the GF behind.
GF Calls up the BF.(Read that they are just 15 feets apart). BF, disgusted with the happenings cut the call. GF calls again and he cuts again. The GF keeps on calling and finally he paves way to his GFs persistence.
BF: Yes tell me(In a very cold way)
GF: Sorry jaanu, you are so understanding, and I keep on fighting with you. I have become like a typical GF and I just hate it. I love you so much and I would never trouble you for anything. Apni chuhiya ko buddhu samajh ke maaf kar do.
The cuteness in the voice and her expressions were just too much for him. The angry face paved way to a smiling face with glitter in his eyes.
The GF could not resist and forgetting that they were still in the railway station, rushed and gave him a quick bear hug.
The hands which looked so estranged to each other locked against each other again. Love was in the air again. The mushy talks began again.
I witnessed a rush of emotions in 20 minutes of my stay at the station. I had witnessed two characters trying to be dominative with each other in different phase of times, but never had they been both tried to outpower each other with their egos at the same time. I wondered, had the boy not been patient with the girls stupidity an instant fight would have resulted and what if the girl would not have accessed the situation and would have pleaded to the fuming BF, the distance would have only increased between the two.
May be thats what people call love. Round one was over. The Victor.... Hmmm. I guess it was “their love” . A hot girl just came and stood beside the three of us. Boys would be boys. the BFs eyes drooled at her beauty and the next moment he was brought back from the fantasy world with a hard pinch on his arm.
Round two was about to begin.