Huwa main malang

Loose yourself to find the you,

Break free to know what binds you,

Let the music flow within you,

The words will let you know...

The beats come and go,

The heart beats too,

But the mind doesn't want to think,

It wants to be still for a moment...

Let me be free from the chains,

So that I may find my binds.

Let me see the darkness outside,

So that I may find the light inside...

When the old dies, the new rises,

To be free from everything.

The soul waits for you to touch me,

So that I can melt inside you...

Let me become the phoenix,

Let me rise from my ashes.

Let me be lost,

Let me be found forever...

P.S: Watched Malang, wanted to write something, was listening to Malang's songs and being irritated by the fucking ads which came in between.

Live free,

*Jo

Bored as hell, so what to do???

And so I sit in the lobby of "MNC" company waiting for my round of interview. It seems that I have ticked off a few wrong ones in the initial stages itself. Wearing jeans to the interview. Not bringing my resume since the photostat shop was not yet open. Some of the things have me ticked off too. The formal wear. The long list of candidates for the position. The totally boring visitors lobby.
Waiting, waiting and waiting. As for the first impression, I wanted to run away from the entrance itself, given the fucking dress code. But let's see if the interview is good enough. Wouldn't like to join especially if there is Java involved. I absolutely, without an inch of remorse, detest the language. It's not for people like me, the lazy ones who would go straight to work rather than create loads and loads of code just because the language says so. I'm so anti-pattern at times that I can't believe I have been writing okey-dokey code in Python for the last 5+ years.
Hopefully, this shouldn't take much time as I have hardly taken a look or prepared to a good extent, given that there are other "priorities" as of now. *wink*. Speaking of which, I was not going to announce before March start. There was supposedly to be a post regarding that but then, who the fuck cares about timing or planning. Yours truly is getting hitched soon. :D
It might come off as sudden, given how I wasn't ready to get hitched all these years and all of a sudden, boom. 2017 has brought lovely surprises with it. Got placed in an awesome product company, getting ready for next phase, looking forward to more surprises. *wink wink* Speaking of which, I am still stuck in this fucking lobby, waiting for my call which I suppose wouldn't come even after I finish this post.
Bored, sleepy and getting hungry as times passes.

This is Jo,
Signing off for now.

The colds of December

This December in Mumbai, this not so cold days here. I'm lost without reason. I look forward to the days that wouldn't be so deary. To the days, where my inner child is happy. To the days, where I code again out of passion. To the days, where I look forward to going to office. To the days, where I ride again. To the days, when weekends are to enjoy and not being stuck in office. To the days, where my heart fills with joy of writing like this.

A hope that I hold inside me that there will be a silver lining at the end of these cloudy days.

Revisiting an old space

Ajeeb hai ye daastan,

Na jaane kahan le jaaye ye tumhe,

Kaunsa shehar mil jaaye na jaane,

Anjaane ban jaate hai dost,

Aur dost anjaane,

Lamhe kuch guzarish karte hai,

Ki iss pal ko lafzon mein taraash loon,

Yaad aaye ye pal phir kabhi to,

Honto par ek muskurahat bhi aaye.

It is said, nothing happens by chance. Otherwise, why would this post happen and that too after such a long time. Me sitting in office, watching Suits last episode of Season 5 and finishing off some tasks. No connection to Blogger as of such, nothing to make me think of writing off a post. Yet, there comes a call to one of my sales colleague. A friend wants to integrate a payment gateway to her Blogger account. Had to take a look at my blog to let her know if it would be possible. Seemed like it might be, but then it would have been just a Paypal link, rather than a full blown cart which could let her sell her wares.

And then, it happens. My colleague, Rick, from the front-end section had to pitch in his views. Thankfully, it was a good thing because we were able to give a better informed suggestion this time. Seems like you might have to get a premium version of Blogger to integrate a cart like stuff. However, I didn't research much due to limited time. And the last episode is still waiting to be finished along with my task.

So until next time, this is Jo signing off.

Adios

Cupid Yahoo

When reality becomes stranger than fiction and life seems like a movie, that's when you know that something grand has been set in motion.

Dev never knew that the stranger he was going to befriend via Yahoo chat would turn his life upside down. As per routine, he logged in and started searching for ids to chat with. One of the IDs in the chat room caught his attention, a "malini314". Out of curiosity, he pinged with a simple "Hi". One because it seemed like SouthIndian ID and secondly, the PI digits. The person on the other side responded with a "Hi", unaware as to how much their lives would be affected due to this simple exchange of "Hi"s. After a brief exchange about their "alternate" details, the correspondence grew slowly through the coming days. From strangers, they had gone to friends who couldn't stay away from the chats even for a day. A simple Hi from the other end was enough to lift spirits at the end of a deary day. Soon enough, "malini314" and "anand_d" removed their on-line masks and came true about their real selves.

Starting with exchange of photos, they broke through the shells of their alternate self to connect on a truly personal level. Dev couldn't help wonder what had happened between them to lead to such trust in the online world. Maybe the world was less cynical those days. On that day, "malini314" became Lekshmi and "malu" became "lechu". A simple step to discovering themselves through each other. While Dev, "once again", dove head first into love, Lekshmi climbed out of her depression. Their pasts were being laid to rest as they wrote a new future for themselves with the digital ink of 21st century. Chats progressed into video calls, which progressed into phone calls and texts. Soon enough, there wasn't a day when these two didn't talk or see each other. You might be wondering why they didn't meet in person till now. A small detail that Dev forgot to mention, Lekshmi was in Banglore where she was posted directly via college placements while he was still in Kozhikode. As months passed, Lekshmi managed to get a transfer back to Kerala and Dev's happiness knew no bounds as he knew this would be the start of exciting times.

On the day, Lekshmi landed in Kerala, she wasn't expecting much since Dev had already declined to come see her at station. But, as is the fate of lovers, Dev couldn't stay put without seeing her in person at least once. So for a brief glimpse of the dusky beauty whose eyes had captured his heart, Dev traveled all the way to her station, reaching there 15 min before Lekshmi's train arrived. As she stepped on to the platform looking for her mom and brother, she wasn't expecting Dev to be around. But one look at that grinning monkey face and her eyes went wide with surprise and joy. All they could do was steal glances at each other while she walked towards the exit with her family and he towards the same train to return home. They wanted to talk, to hold hands, to let each other know how exciting that moment felt, to finally see each other in person. But alas, that was meant for another day. Back at home, Dev messaged her asking about how she felt seeing him in person. She scolded him saying she would have cleaned up a bit if he had told her that he was going to be there. Laughing at her response, Dev replied that it was her that he wanted to see and that it didn't matter how she looked. All he knew was that she looked angelic in her black dress with her wild tresses. After another hour or so of messaging back and forth, they said their good nights and went off to sleep.

The following days, Lekshmi reported to her new office in Kochi while still working on her old project from Banglore. She felt uprooted and, without Dev, she might have slipped back into the depression that still haunted her. Soon enough, she adjusted with the new place and routines while still holding on to Dev. Their long-distance relationship had come a bit more closer but there was still a huge gap. As days progressed, they moved onto serious matters pertaining to their relationship. Both wanted to take it to the next level and the eagerness to be closer. But then, Fate had other plans for the lovebirds as usual. Not every story has a "Happily ever after" ending as Bollywood often tells us.

Thanks for reading through this one. The next half shall follow as soon as I finish it up in my head.