My Digital Diary

January 26, 2008


Filed under: My Experience — Tags: — nitin @ 7:32 am

I wish to blog on something..something which is exciting and not boring as my usual stuff.My doka(bheja) is too lazy, she is too lousy,her grey cells are on a holy holiday on unpaid leaves, and they don’t care ,if they are needed at all .Maybe even she needs her bones to rest.After all how can she bear 10 rounds of Pune RTO, verbal abuses, ugly faces , soul-less masses , violent wishes and finally a tiny win of an underdog.

Lets Veer to my hairs.I don’t trust my hairs anymore.They can leave me any time, like a how Kareena left Shahid,well don’t you(hairs) understand am better than Shahid and you are more beautiful than kareena.I really fear to even touch and play wid you.I want you back as you where earlier;dense,black,thick and so polite .Thanks for the contribution made by 21st century and the PMC..!! Having said that, please don’t consider me as bald.
I have more hairs than Salman Khan.

My last yr stint in gym for 3 months seems like history.Those where the days when i got glare from damsels.I was in good shape and mind.It’s a fact , that you may lose every muscle of our body , but not the fat around your tummy.Who cares , I don’t remember the last time when i woke up for a jog.Let me not bore myself with my anatomy more.
Am making a noise unnecessarily.32 still fits me below my waist. πŸ™‚

Radgaaaabuuuoo poinshooooo chikmukhle..pongaaaapandittt aaaaabudbudiyachudchudiya..zakarmarasakarlaparfaker

I wish to kick someone’s ass and slap someone in public. Wish some drops of pain in my drinking water or pain rays from my monitor “Pain rays” (Dukhi karne wali kirne)hahahaa bull shit!.Either a feeling of Happiness or sadness,but planting a void feeling is disaster as it kills the life within you.Life is too boring with this shitful project’s , meetings & blabberring and schedules and promises.Or Do i need a change?.Maybe that can make me feel good.

Got Some not so good news , I hold a valid Canadian visa for six months.Not much excited thou.I donno why? when my PM will show the green signal.Already feeling homesick, being in my home.Sounds kiddish?

To hell wid wat others think.I miss my loved ones and may even cry sometimes just to feel more closer to them.There’s is no age bar for crying.Or to be more precise ,its not uncool to cry.When did you last cried?? I hope it was not when you were in your diapers.

Saala Dimag ka Dahi ho gayla hain..An idle mind is devil workshop.The devil is rising.There’s only one superhero to save me.Its me.

I remember this song featuring “Dev Anand ji”,”Dev Anand Saheb” or for me “Dev Anand Re”

main zindagii kaa saath nibhaataa chalaa gayaa
har fikr ko dhue.main…UuuuDaataa chalaa gayaa

(I am following the way life is treating me
forgetting everyΒ  trouble/tension with every puff of smoke)

barabaadiyon kaa soG manaanaa fizuul thaa – 2
barabaadiyon kaa jashn manaataa chalaa gayaa
main zindagii…

(Its a waste to crib about the wrongs or disasters which happened
I infact started celebrating the disasters or pitfalls of my life)

jo mil gayaa usii ko muqaddar samajh liyaa – 2
jo kho gayaa main usiko bhulaataa chalaa gayaa
main zindagii…

(What i got i considered it as my fate
What i lost, am trying to forget about it)

Gam aur khushii me.n fark na mahasuus ho jahaaN – 2
main dil ko us muqaam pe laataa chalaa gayaa
main zindagii…

(A state where one cannot differ betwn happiness and sadness
I have brought my heart to that state now)

Some songs are just suits your state of mind.Right now I wear this song.Hope Canada gives me a different Blanket..(i will mess with you ..Englishhhhh, translation is difficult)


  1. Nitin, I admire the fact that you’ve been so frank about your feelings. That’s something that I can never do in my blog. πŸ™‚

    Don’t worry about the crying part…who says guys can’t cry. Cry as much as you want! And you’ll feel better..I promise.

    //Radgaaaabuuuoo poinshooooo chikmukhle..pongaaaapandittt aaaaabudbudiyachudchudiya..zakarmarasakarlaparfaker

    WTF is this?! πŸ˜›

    //Saala Dimag ka Dahi ho gayla hain.

    Reading this kind of language rally makes me miss Pune man 😦 Bahut miss karela hai

    Comment by Ruhi — January 26, 2008 @ 12:49 pm

  2. dude, lots of frustration over the disgusting repetitive routine causes the accumulation of some stinky dahi in our bheja. You need some change my friend. Canada ka barf will help you flush that dahi out for dinner !

    Comment by Anoop — January 27, 2008 @ 7:53 am

  3. pheww…. guys? cry?? πŸ˜› the only time I do is while cutting onions =) lolz

    Comment by arun — February 8, 2008 @ 9:47 am

  4. Guys.. cutting onions? phewwww shewww lewww.. πŸ˜†

    Well man.. Depends on Circumstances … I knw its not cool in public ..but people do.

    Comment by nitin — February 8, 2008 @ 12:30 pm

  5. lol… part and parcel that comes with the masters study abroad package… aren’t u a victim yet??? =)

    I understand! jk.

    — arun.

    Comment by arun — February 8, 2008 @ 1:08 pm

  6. well..i am become a victim when elder’s are away holidaying..

    Comment by nitin — February 8, 2008 @ 10:50 pm

  7. typooo

    Comment by nitin — February 8, 2008 @ 10:50 pm

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