Happy B-Day Ekta Ma'am!..

Dear Ekta Ma'am,

God gave a gift to the showbizz world when you were born
 
Your birthday deserves to be a national holiday,
You know why?...because you are a special treasure for all that you’ve done.

May the love you have shown to others
return to you, multiplied.

I wish you the happiest of birthdays, and many, many more,

Cheers,

-K Himaanshu Meehirs'Shukla…

Start using your wings they need some exercise

“Want 2 get rid of this mechanical software developers life…dying 2 do something creative…my hands r etching…ohh god show me d path …what shuld I do?...”

That’s my facebook status today, also I tweeted it…after reading my tweet one of my friend from UK called me.  I was quite surprised to hear his voice after long long centuries. He asked “Himaanshu had u seen PAAP movie?.” I replied are you in nuts you called me to ask such silly question.

He calmly said "just listen I am telling you one story". I thought WTF, I was pretty sure my friend gone mad. He started…

“Ek tufani raat thi...bahut zoro se hawaye chal rahi thi...un hawao se apne bachcho ko bachane ke liye ek cheel ek parwat se dusre parwat ki aur udne chali...raaste me ek cheel ka bachcha gir gaya aur cheel ko pata hi nahi chala...aise hua ki wo cheel ka bachcha murgi ke bachcho ke beech jaa gira...

Ab wo murgi ke bachcho ke beceh palne laga...aur apne aapko murgi ka bachcha samajane laga...

Lekin jabhi bhi wo aasman ki taraf dekhta tha, to uske man me aasaman ko chune ki hasrate paida hoti thi...magar usse lagta tha ki wo murgi ka bachcha hai, ud nahi sakta...aasman ko chune ki hasrate chood kar bahut dhyaan laga kar zameen ke daaane chugne laga...

Ek din ek fakir waha aaya...usne pehchaan liya murgi ek bachcho ke beech ye cheel ka bachcha apni aukaat bhool gaya hai...usne cheel ke bachche ko bahut samjaya ki yaha dhyaan chood kar aasman me udna shuru kar de...lekin cheel ke bachche ne mana hi nahi...tab fakir ne usse utha liya...bachcha bahut cheekha...bahut chillaya...par fakir ne uski ek baat nahi suni...

Ek pahad ki choti par le jaa kar...fakir ne use neeche fek diya...bachcha girne laga, girne laga...girte girte uske pankh khul gaye...aur wo udne laga...”

He continued “wo bachcha tum ho himaanshu..tumhari jagah uche aasman me hai...apni usi jagah ko tumhe pehchaanna hai...”. Then he ended call “John Abraham tells this story to Udita Goswami in Paap that’s why I was asking had you seen PAAP. My bloody boss is calling me for a meeting. Will talk later”.

How sweet of him. Thanks brother!!..I will start using my wings as they need some exercise.

Cheers,
-K Himaanshu Meehirs’ Shukla…

Fedup because of rude autowalas?...

Don't worry mumbaikars… if a (bloody) taxi or auto rickshaw wala say no to give you a ride and you want to teach them a lesson and not able to spot khaki wardi wala (...who are usually missing when needed)nearby. Simply drop an email complaint to the transport commissioner's e-mail address, ‘tcmaharashtra@yahoo.com’ or ‘transportgrievance@mahatranscom.in’.


Dilip Jadhav Transport commissioner Mumbai, who heads all the regional transport offices (RTO)s, wants the public to directly interact with him and tell him of the problems they face while hiring a taxi or a ric in Mumbai. The complaints could be refusal to ply short distance, excess fare charged, may be tampered meters, fake tariff cards, misbehavior by autowalas or any other complaint.

We can email our complaints Dilip Jadhav will(…I hope he will) send them to the respective RTOs. Presently RTOs had the manual system of receiving written complaints by post. As email complaints are faster and easier as almost everybody of us can access to computer.

So Cheers,
-K Himaanshu…

Kuch apna sa dena chahta hu..!!!

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Kholo kholo apni aankhein aur gaur se suno..
Dene ko toh bahut kuch hai, par apna sa kuch dena chahata hu..

Udo waha jaha dil kare..!!!....

Kuch toh log kahege....

Kuch toh woh sochege...

...aur iss kehne sochne ke baad...

aapko aage badhne se rokege..
phir apna faisla suna dege, ye bolege ke 'Tumse Na Hoo Paayega'..

Par ye hamare upar hai ki hum logo ki ulti seedhi baatein na sune..
Samaajo ki, rivaaroz ki parwaah kiye bina,
 wahi kare jo hamara mann kahe, jo khud ko achcha lage..

Wahi ude jaha hamara dil ude...

-K Himaanshu…

Kya sabko ye sab pata hai...!!!

Hamari life me kitne saare log hai, jinko hum keh sakte hai ki hum unhe jaante hai

Par kya hum unko closly jaante hai?...I mean really really jaante hai?

Jaise ki mumbai me meri pehli padosan friend Akshita(...name changed)
..khadus strict 34 years old school teacher miss Akshita...pata hai unhone shaadi kyun nahi ki...?
Kyuki wo apni school ke Manish sir se pyaar karti hai...
aur aaj tak isi intzaar me hai kab sir unki smile return karege...kab unko miss Akshita se pyaar hoga...

Ya fir hamare purane flat ke karib ke resturant wala Ravi...
Ravi jo aaj bhi dil hi dil me hero banane ke sapne dekhta hai...

And can u beleive it hamare padeosh ke chemist shop ka owner Mr.Ashok...
jise hum pith ke piche 'Samosa' bulate the ek shayar hai....

Aur kya ye pata hai purane office ki Divya(...name changed) office ki stationay churati hai
personal use ke liye nahi...bas aise hi...usse chori ka shauk hai...

Aur meri frnd Shamira(...again name changed) jisko dekh kar lagta hai kamini sukdi ne sirf gajar aur muli khaa kar zindagi kaati hogi...
diet ka natak karte karte apni choti behan Neetu ki choclate chori se khaa leti hai...
Aur Neetu ko lagata hai ki uska khudka dimag fir gaya hai...choclates khaane ke baad bhi yaad nahi choclates kab khaayi...

Ya fir meri best friend Mrs. Kapoor
Jisne zor zor se chilla kar kaha hai
tum duniya ke sabse bade aalsi duffer loser ho...bakwaas karte ho blogs ke through...
Actually secretly meri sabse badi fan hai...
Par wo batane se darti hai kyuki usse lagta hai ki mujhe kabhi uska yakin nahi hoga...

Aur kya aap sab ko ye pata hai...
ki mai Pubs ya DJ parties me tez music se problem ka bahana banata hoo...
Dar to mujhe is baat ka hai ki dance karte dekh kar log mujh par hasege...

Kya sabko ye pata hai ki mai true love me believe karta hoo...
'Mills & Boons' wala...
Shahrukh Khan ki filmo wala jo kehta hai 'sab ke liye koi na koi ek to special bana hai!!!...pehle se book hai'...

Kya sabko ye sab pata hai...I dont think so!!!...
 
-K Himaanshu Meehirs' Shukla...

What I would do Tomorrow..?

Tomorrow is my Birthday!! And I will be another year older!!.. and I am knocking knocking on heaven(...may be Hell) doors!!...

I’ve walked on the surface of this planet for 2 and half decades now.



Honestly...trust me at this moment I feel like a mixed bag of emotions...literally!! what is a birthday without your own people around?... I am far away from home ...I am in Mumbai!! and my family & most of my close friends are not with me, probably they are also as upset as I am ,that I couldn’t be with them...but then again as "Work Is Worship"…. so I will celebrate my b-day with amidst all who are with me with the best of delicacies around...

I shy away from birthday surprises.
I squirm if somebody sings the birthday song for me.
I don't like birthday parties The birthday parties I remember weren't mine.

I persuaded myself to believe that there are better things to do then being bothered with birthday parties.
"Parties are for babies," I would say bitterly!!...

One of my friend asked me what I am planning to do on my birthday? I said when my mom is in the delivery room when I was born. God stood there and said to me, 'Breathe.' So on Friday that is what I will be doing – breathing :).

Cheers :),
-K Himaanshu...

Belated Happy B-Day to dear Jumping Jack Jeetendra Uncle....

Hope your Birthday is

Just the beginning of

A year

full of happiness…

Love on your Birthday and everyday…

Cheers,

Meehirs' Shukla...

Whatzz on my mind today...

I never have what I love...
I never love what I have …
still I live .....& hope someday I’ll get what I love…

Cheers,
-K Himaanshu Meehirs' Shukla...

Blunder in India Todays latest edition...

While turning the pages of latest edition of INDIA TODAY(12th April, 2010 edition) I found something weird. There was an article title THE AFRICAN SAFARI at page no 24. On page no. 27 there was a snap of our Petroleum Minister Murali Deora with Nigerian Petroleum Minister Henry Odein Ajumogobia.

See the snaps below :

(click on image to view enlared version)

See the encircled part…yes that’s our own tricolor in upside down condition. I guess our Petroleum Minister and India Todays Team(that article was written by Saurabh Shukla and Nivedita Mukherjee ) not even noticed that.

I am sending an email or link of this blog to India Todays team hope to see the positive response from their side.

I will not write a huge blog on this…the picture itself says much. Just wanted to raise a question “If we don’t respect our tricolor who will?”.

no cheers this time also...
-K Himaanshu Meehirs' Shukla...

DDLJ reloaded...

I was reading someone’s’ blog where I find a funny ending of blockbuster movie  DDLJ (Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge). I hope Soap Queen Ekta Kapoor get inspired by reading this and make a long running Daily Soap based on this.

Simran: ‘nahi Raj nahi, mujhe chhodd kar mat jaao.’

Raj: ‘simran, kya hua jo me tumhe itna chahta hoon, tumhare Baooji itne khoosat hain k unki moti buddhi me kuch ghus hi nahi rha hai.’

Simran: ‘nahi raj nahi, me tumhare bina nahi jee sakti.’

Raj: ‘simran, me jaanta hoon k tumhare alaawa mujhe koi aur nahi dikhta par agar Baooji yahi chahte hain to yahi sahi.’

Baooji: ‘chala ja iss ghar se abhi issi waqt.’

Raj: ‘Baooji, me to aapka dil jeetne aaya tha par ab me kya karu, khaali haath nahi ja sakta na, simran ki chhoti behan hi de dijiye.’

Baooji: ‘dekha laajo, kaisa kameena ladka pasand kiya hai teri beti ne.’

Laajo: ‘hatto ji, aap bhi mera haath aisa hi maang kar laaye the. Meri badi behan ne to mana kar diya tha na aapke liye.’

Baooji: ‘arre haan, ye to me bhool hi gaya tha. Wah raj beta, tum to bilkul mujh par hi gaye ho.’

Raj: ‘Haan Baooji, me aap hi ka beta hoon.’

Baooji: ‘ye kya bakwaas hai ?’

Raj’s mom shabbo enters.

Laajo says: ‘ari shabbo, tu to mar chuki thi na ?’

Shabbo: ‘nahi wo to maine naatak kiya tha. Me to tere London waale doosre bunglow me reh rhi thi aur tere inko to pata bhi nahi laga.’

Laajo: ‘Raj beta, tab to ye shaadi bilkul nahi ho sakti kyuki Simran tumhari behan ho gayi hai.’

Baooji: ‘ laajo, ab jab itna sab kuch ho hi gaya hai to me ye bata doon k simran tumhari beti nahi hai.’

Laajo: ‘ab ye kya nautanki hai??’

Baooji: ‘haan laajo, tujhe ek beta hua tha lekin wo dimaagi roop se paagal lag rha tha isiliye maine paas waale bed se ek beti utha kar tere bed par rkh di aur tera beta utha kar uske bed me rkh diya.’

Simran faints.

Laajo: ‘to fir mera asli beta kaha hai abhi ??’

Baooji: ‘tera beta Rohit mar chukka hai. Uska beta krrish ban gaya hai.’

Laajo: ‘sweet. KOI MIL GAYA’

Raj: ‘to fir baat pakki Baooji??’

Baooji: ‘haan beta, sab pakka.’

Raj’s father enters. He discovers that raj is not his son. He never had a son. He had a daughter, Simran. His wife bought Raj from shabbo in place of his mad son rohit and shabbo sent rohit to play school and never returned to him.

Simran wakes up and faints again.

Baooji says: ‘ bade bade shehro me chhoti chhoti baatein to hoti hi rhti hain.’

Happy ending as usual…

Cheers,

-K Himaanshu Meehirs’ Shukla…

Kuch to log kahege...to kehne do, kya problem hai?...

Rajesh Khanna ki ek film ka gaana hai..."Kuch to log kahege, logo ka kaam hai kehna..." Gaana yaad rahe na rahe par hame ye lines hamesha yaad rakhni chhaiye..kyuki hum jo marzi kar le...jo marzi ban le...log fir bhi opinion banate hai...aur 10 me se 9 bura opinion hi banate hai...

Log kuch nahi bahut kuch kehte sunte hai…tum wahi suno jo tumhara dil kehta hai…wahi kaho jo tumhe theek lage….

Tum agar mote ho to log sochege..24 gante khaata hoga...charta hoga gaai-bhais ki tarah...saand kahi ka...

Aur agar tum patle hai...to kahege ise to ek hawa ka jauka uda sakta hai...sochege ki tum to kuch khaate hi nahi...ghaas phoos par zinda rehte hoo...

Log kuch bhi kahe, hame usse kya?...The point is tum apne baare me kya sochte hoo?...

Kya tumhe tum pasand ho? Aur agar pasand hoo to duniya gayi bhaad me...

Dhyaan rakho tumhari hasi ke remote ka button koi daba na paaye...koi tumhare upar censor rating na chala paaye...

Tum duniya ki soch ko control nahi kar sakte..haa lekin apni khushi par tumhara pura power hai...hai na?...

Aur on the other hand agar tum apne aap se jayada khus nahi hoo...
..aur duniya ko chood khud se hi chup rahe hoo, to apne dil ke Darwaze khoolo aur bahar niklo..

Theek hai dar lagta hai, pata hai mujhe...to ek kaam karo darwaza na sahi ek aad khidki hi khool lo...

Chaho toh zor zor ke haso, gaao...
..bolo jo mann me aaye...bhai democracy hai tumko to government bhi nahi rok sakti...

Aur khul ke jeeo...apne liye....aur ulta sidha hi sahi jo sochte ho kahoo...

Bhoolo mat hame wahi karna chahiye jo khud ko achcha lage...duniya gayi bhaad me....

Stay Blessed,
-K Himaanshu…

Gudi Padwa! our new year begins today..

I am not born Maharashtrain, but when I was kid we stay in Marathi Mahulla in Indore. Most of my neighbors were Maharashtrians. Most of the faculties and students in my school are Maharashtrians. That’s why I know from today our new year starts. It is also called as GUDI PADWA. I want my kids to know that January 1st is not our's New Year, I want them to remember that according to Hindu calendar our new year starts on Gudi Padwa. Also known as Ugadi in Andhra Pradesh and Karnataka. Konkanis celebrates it as Sanvsar Padvo. Today is the first day of the Chaitra month.

End of one chapter...but the story will continue...

Dear Friends,


It is with mixed emotions that I send this email to you all. It seems so recently that I joined Mastek, and yet when I look back, it's so far. I have so much to say but I am pretty sure that most of you are not interested to hear. So I am keeping it very short and simple.

Past 3 years have transformed me from a naïve and immature fresher who had no idea about how the world would be outside the comfort of his college gates to a mature professional that I am today. I owe this transformation to Mastek.

Thanks a lot to my manager’s for the trust and belief that they had in me and I hope I kept up to their expectations. I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratefulness to my training batch mates, LNG and Core-Elixir colleagues. Each and every one of you have played a pivotal role in shaping me both personally and professionally. (no names have been listed here as I think it would not be fair to miss out anyone).

Well by this last email I am not saying Goodbye to you. Good bye means going away and going away means forgetting. I don’t want to forgot the time spent in training, the time I enjoyed when I was on bench, the time when I got opportunity to work with jaunty LNG team, the time when I was on Virtual Bench it’s the time when Mastek stops loving me for a while, the time when I got chance to work with jovial and cheerful NB team.

Socializing citizens can find me on Orkut and Facebook. For professional networking I am their on LinkedIn and Peer-Power. Keep reading my blogs.

Until we meet again, please try to stay in touch!!!.
Email : acmehimanshu@gmail.com / khimaanshu@gmail.com
Mob. No.: 09920600280

I hope to cross paths with you sometime in the future and with this note and a heavy heart, I end this email.

All the best and you take care….

Cheers,
-K Himaanshu Shukla…

Happy Birthday sharp nosed lady!!!....

Today is a very special day because 28th February the birth date of the one of the most charming, beautiful, stunning, sweet , ravishing, generous, gorgeous, warm and wonderful girl in the entire universe.(…I know ye thoda jayada hoo gaya :D)

If I could, I would shower her with yellow and white flowers.

Sharp nosed lady on your birthday,

I wish for you the fulfillment of all your fondest dreams.

I hope that for every candle on your cake you get a wonderful surprise.

I wish for you that whatever you want most in life,

it comes to you, just the way you imagined it, or better.

May the almighty shower his blessings on you by

providing the excellence in all your deeds and give you the best what you deserve.

Cheers,

-K Himaanshu Meehirs' Shukla...

And there'd be no more goodbyes...

One of sweetest lyrics I have ever came across...