A letter

Dear friend,

You always knew how ancient a person I was. In this era of mobile phones and e-mails, I indulge myself in letter writing and that too I am writing to you, you of all the people.

1. Well, its been 4 months in Mumbai and probably each day I learn a new lesson. Lessons about life, all the realities (cruelties) it carries along. Its been so much that at times I feel my mind will burst out.

2. You know , during my early days in Mumbai, while travelling in the local train, I used to clutch my wallet and keep it close to me. But now I don't care. Having lost so much here, I am not scared to lose anymore.

3. All the time, I wish to go underground. Its not just work alone. These wishes are an after-thought of many factors. Personal/ professional. Nothing wrong per say, but going underground would definitely help me get back to square one. But every time I want to go out of this city, things dont materialise. My boss cancels my leave and when I argue, he threatens to fire me.

4. Definitely.. I am looking for something I don't have. Sitting in my office I always wonder if the 4 yrs of engineering and 2 years of MBA was to end up as a clerk.I guess I am just an aimless meandering soul, confused like all others.

5. There is a window in my office. If I am not working, I stand there all the time. I get a view of the local trains, the cars running on the marine drive and the sea. It really helps- standing there. Sea changes its colors as per the sky and it gives a great feeling. The trains and the cars are also very relaxing. They signify that its very important in life to move on. Now I fully understand why they say that the greatest invention in man-kind was the wheel!!

I want to write so much. But I will have to restrain myself..I will wait for your reply and then further aware u of my life. btw I daily read your diary which u gifted to me. It gives me great courage and trust me now I understand the words better.

-vC

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Hope, nostalgia and that hollow-waala-stud!!

When he sat by the sea and watched people smile at him, a sudden wave of nostalgia hit him. He was reminded of the first girl he kissed..A kiss at 4AM in the morning in a car parked by the Delhi roads...Yeah it was not at all a good kiss by any measure bcoz it was the first time for both of them..But isn't it that most mess-ups make for fonder memories than most of the victories?

Well she was the girl who gave him the identity, made him the person he was..She gave him the confidence to kick-ass and smile..That don't-care attitude was all hers transferred very well to him..He even borrowed her quotes...Her favourite being " The very definition of a stud is hollow" and later she used to add " and u r not that hollow-waala-stud"..He used to smile every time.

Both have loads in common but the most common thing they believed was in happy ending..Now that she was gone to some foreign country pursuing her Masters and the void and the vacuum of his seemingly infallible life had enveloped him, he looked at the sea to gain that strength back...

Not that he regrets having lost her , lost her in time, lost her in space,lost her in translation... Lost because sometimes he made good choices,but mostly he made silly ones and later sat and wondered why.....

-vC

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New Religion

Dear human beings,

I am going to a start a new religion. The name shall be told to you in the very next post. The God is there as it always was, but u got a new messenger in me..

Dont laugh, I am serious...

Well I shall not preach wat others have been preaching- shits like love and all.
I cant help you in seeking happiness.. Happiness is just a lame concept.rather a creation of human mind..

U, human beings think that u r better than animals but trust me its not..>Go back to animal-ism..Stop thinking...Ok u humans dont know much about psychic of animals so I tell u- Be a machine...I hope u know wat a machine is..Don't think..be neutral to this world..emotionally, psychologically.

Its just the beginning so I wud end the formal announcement of the religion here..


But my last advise wud b - dont tell anybody abt this new religion because they wud not be able to understand it and mock at u..You can utter that a new religion is formed but no telling the details..

Thats it. Now u may proceed to your usual facebooking or tweeting. May the world survive beyond 2012.

-vC


“It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for people without ambition, I mean a better place than the one usually reserved. How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?”
—Charles Bukowski, Factotum, Black Sparrow Press, 1975

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God loves us all.

OK So this is called pain.. Which asshole said "its beautiful". Its bloody crappy..

Friends leave you not because they stop being friends but because you become crappy enough to be bore by them...

Time becomes so slow, so fucking slow....

The boss asks you to resign and leave. You feel like quitting but then u stay to pay your debts and not hurt your family, you stay on...

So many people console you for good but nothing goes in...

You are the sad man...

All of them give you that shit of all jobs being cranky and me being new, feeling might be worse. Please know that a guy at my position committed suicide and only I can surely understand what must he have been driven to....

Tears fail to fall because even your lachrymal glands are also bored of it...

Probably u will end up hating this post of mine but this post is a tight slap to those big authors who wrote that "Pain is beautiful" bullshit...

God loves us all. Hahahahahahhahahahahahahaha.
-vC

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Marine Drive

1. Well job sucks!!! I agree that you know all of this but it sucks more when the people you work along with are major psychos..Being a psycho is not wrong but man u gotta be aware that you are one psycho..Here people confirm from each other.. "Why are you laughing, you think I am mad?"

2. Have you ever thought why was Forrest Gump running all along the length and breadth for no reason?? Things like that are happening to me..I walk from one end of the Marine Drive to the other end for no reason...I just feel like walking...These days I return to the local train all drenched in rain but I cant help but walk..

3.Almost all of the couples sitting by the Marine Drive indulge in PDA's(Public Display of Affection) but the rest of them indulge in palmistry...A guy named John would try to locate the letter J in his girl's hands and show her the very reason of them sitting by the sea because the palmistry says so... I am sure that the loser John wud have located the alphabet in several other hands too..

4.Many a times I feel like renouncing watever little I have and going underground, untraceable...I wud like to sit in a train and run to an unknown direction.. far from this crowded city and selfish souls....(Sorry for the word selfish being used here)

5.Though I dont believe in the very idea of friendship day but yeah I have been bestowed with most lovely bunch of friends.. Though I dont have plenty of them but they are scattered all around the globe making me feel how big this world is...I miss them all the time..
Lives do change(and change it must) and U cant just sit and u cant just plainly live the tough life ahead thru those memories..They come handy when U feel alone and bogged down....It feels great to read thru those "I will always remember .." moments but life has to advance...U got to reach a stage where people are curious what went into making of U..

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY
-vC

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Three love stories

Three love stories
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Characters:
A: The guy
B: the girl
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A loves B but B loves someone else because that someone else approached before and expressed his love..so just because now B loves that someone else..for no fault of his, A suffers


A loves B but does not tell her, waiting for the right time. B thinks A is just a friend rather a best friend. Someone else comes and wooes B. Who suffers-A.

A was a spoilt brat who changed for the girl B(love changes all u see) but B checks thru the history and hates this guy's past and shuts the door.

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Anyways Mumbai is pinching me badly..Its suffocating me and I feel choked..
probably its not this place but when it comes to the dirty game of Heart vs Mind, I am the worst.


PS: I just felt like writing it and the stories have no resemblance to any real life characters.
PPS: I know its a sad, non-contextual post and that too after such a big pause.

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Mumbai opined

Its been 10 days in Mumbai and I donno how much damage has it done to my creative skills (assuming it existed).

Well this post wud b just my honest opinion on this city which probably deserves the share of the hype it gets..

Bombay is exhilarating, smelly, crowded and dirty yet it is beautiful, formidable, honest, peppy and extremely fair. Bombay never lets the lonely down. The loneliness is always ephemeral and then the crowd takes over. This city exists to take away as much it exists to give.

I donno if i m being too early to judge this city.

Anyways the places I have been here have been an amalgamation of hard rock, lust, sea, speed, crime, tequila and much more.

I rate lust above all because I went to a dance bar where I saw men lusting on the bar girls sipping that costly alcohol and showering the pretty girls with that black money of theirs with the background playing those cheap bollywood tracks.

Next was crime because the Mumbai Police made me visit three police stations(Lamington Road, Mumbai Central and finally Churchgate) to get an FIR done over a lost blackberry of my friend. I nearly fought with the police officer over the fact that FIR can be noted at any place irrespective of the jurisdiction. But I fought less harder for the fear of being put behind the bars. Finally they all refused and I had to get that noted in Churchgate station.Luckily we found the cellphone back(although police had no role in it).

Hard rock came from hard rock cafe , sea from the marine drive(adjacent to my office), speed from the Go-karting this saturday and finally the tequila which made me have the worst hang-over this Monday. And yeah i had to leave the hall in between for the first movie I saw in Mumbai was pathetic. I wont say the name of the movie because Mr. Aditya Chopra may hunt me down for de-publicising his movie.

Anyways life in Mumbai goes on..for i am reminded of this ghazal which says
"kyon darein zindagi mein kya hoga
kuch na hoga toh tazurba hoga"

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PS: keep looking for pics at http://photoblogofvc.blogspot.com/..Mumbai pics are on the way..it may arrive anytym soon.

PPS: I would like to thank Rachita Bansal for playing the Muse for this post

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Hahahahahahaaahahaha

I am gonna write one of my craziest post I ever wrote. Out of all of you who try reading this, few will be able to comprehend, few will not be able to while rest will pretend to have understood it.

Anyways this is about a dead body lying around Mumbai local tracks ,from whose pockets there was one cellphone recovered. There were no contacts in that cell ..only one sent message and one received message.

The received message was "its lyrics"
The sent message was " what do u prefer in a song- its music or its lyrics?"

The reason for his death was obviously some paranormal activity...


Regards,
Vikas Chandra

PS: In mumbai either u choose 2 b crazy or it makes u one.
PPS: If you read this, please comment.

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Testimonials!!

Well wen I left college, the last hue and cry raised was abt testimonials..a section where we praise each other lavishly..wat was meant to be a true testimony of the time spent together turns out to b a collection of false praises..

Today wen I was quite down with the heat and a bit of nostalgia, I went thru them and was quite happy...people have written with such an effort and wow they played with the words so nicely..u really feel good after that.

Well while few of those lies really lifted my morale but some of those ended tickling me to the fullest..

Now I mention some of the hilarious parts ....

1. Vikas and me are brothers from different mothers. He is a real dude. He........( praise kar raha hai yeah gaali de raha hai)

2. Dude, u are an iconoclastic guy. You can drink loads of beers and talk endlessly. I will ......(i cant see any relationship here-iconoclastic and load of beers)

3. Wen other VCs stood for Victoria Cross, Vice Chancellor, Venture Capitalist, this guy meant something different....(wow this VC was Vikas Chandra)

4. When I think of this guy, he reminds me of Forrest Gump...(Forrest Gump???)

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PS: Few of u guys who wrote it might end up reading this.So please don't have that double thought that u did a blunder by writing my testimonial on zamorin.

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