Sunday, August 24, 2008


That's my hi to all of you who are reading this and if like it, are going to recommend to some of your friends. Hey!! coincidentally that was the first ever program I wrote too which was "print hello world"(I guess for many of us that was what our first question was in the programming class). So I use the same words yet again to introduce myself. As they say, History repeats itself and that life is a big circle and everything comes back to where it started and blah blah blah!!!!. Don't worry this ain't gonna be a blog where u gonna read such big philosophies or fundaes(i love this word) of life though I can be philosophical at times(trust me or ask someone who knows me well).

Par maine achanak se hi ye karne ki kyun sochi? Iski kuch wajah

Bahut dinon se bore ho raha tha, wasn't able to find something new to do and had in mind of starting my own blog(oh!! I love the OWN feeling). So here I am, just another blogger or just another guy ready to share his views, his ideas, his dreams, his ambitions ,his ...... screeech!!! halt. Don't think any further.

The other reason is my love for this beautiful art of writing. I love writing, be it poems, a short article, or my diary(in fact I have two of them!!!, planning of starting a third one). But for past few months, I haven't been able to find some SOI(source of inspiration) which shall force me to continue and I made these half hearted attempts at leaving it. But like a devoted lover it has been with me all the time, in happiness and pain, in winter and rain, in laughter and cries, in sorrows and joys and I am not going to ditch it again...

Since this is an introduction, I would like to tell you something about me.

I love to dream and I do have lots of dreams too, just like many other people do. In my dreams I have been everyone, from Shahrukh Khan in arms of Deepika(sighs) to Mike Tyson chewing off the ears of Holyfield, from Mr. Kalam in the Rashtrapati Bhavan to myself in a place that I have never visited which is very beautiful. I have had sweet dreams to gruesome dreams. I have had weird dreams. In one of my dreams, I see myself being chased by dogs, in one of them I am standing when all of a sudden, the ground from beneath my feet just vanishes. But still I love every dream of mine. I know they have some significance in my life, probably I am going to be a big criminal, that's why I get chased by dogs or probably my death is written by falling from a height, that's why the ground vanishes from underneath my feet. Or maybe I am destined to be the President of India, the other two I may writeoff as my wild imaginations(Oh Deepika...sighs again). The summary of the above bullshits is ki Kisi jamane mein sheikh chilli tha, abhi aap mujhe unka modern avataar or in one of my friends' language "lateshht version" keh sakte ho.

I love myself, more than anyone. There is a dialogue in Jab We Met where Kareena Kapoor says "Main apni favorite hoon," Well, I do use the same sentence quite often with a small change, the gender change-apni becomes apna. And its worth it. I mean, there are a lot many things in life which you can't share with your mom or dad,your brother or sister or your friends. There are a lot many times when you want to cry but even you know that noone will understand. There are a lot of jokes which you think of and which you feel are humorous but when you say that to someone, the response is-"Ganda KP kiya be." There are a lot many fears in your heart which you cannot explain to others. At those moments, you go back to your shell, where you find the coziness, the unknown pleasure, nothing in world can be more precious than your own space. Believe me, the strength that love for yourself generates makes you come across any troubles, any problems that you are facing.

My weakness is my emotional nature. Friends close to me believe that it's my strength but I know its the one thing that has held me back from a lot of things. I love these few lines which I wrote once on the same--

"A tear drop fell from my eye,
It rolled down my cheeks,
And I felt the warmth,
That even pain could give"

I think that's a long enough introduction and I must stop before you stop reading it. I'll be posting, though I guess that won't be very frequent 'coz I have this time constraint, juggling a lot many MBA prepartation, improving my Attendance figures(which at the moment are very scary.. more so 'coz I am a 9 pointer and I am not supposed to be there in the lower strata.... why do people assume so much about you... I mean is it written somewhere that a good student must attend classes... bhai padh likh kar kisi ka bhala hua hai zamane mein... aap hi bolo). Then I need to watch the movies that I have stacked in my hard drive and which had they been humans, would have started feeling neglected by now. So you see I am so busy and to find time for blogging would be difficult. But still I will try!!!!!

Signing off!!!!

P.S.Don't be in any kind of confusion seeing my blog's title. My name Saket actually means the rare "Black Rose of heaven."


suvra said...

wat t hell,saket?now,i've 2 share this part of yours with t whole wrld,t "writing saket",t "poetic saket",,am i angry or happy?
i've NO CLUE,buddy...i guess both.
am happy,verry verry happy,2 c SAKET described in wrds,things dat i presumed abt u 2 b really glad..(i'll leave dat angry,i can't b angry wit u.)

in short,WELCOME ABOARD,buddy!!!!
NOTE:plzz,b more regular than i am..

Abhi Binani said...

"A tear drop fell from my eye,
It rolled down my cheeks,
And I felt the warmth,
That even pain could give"

touched my heart and delight for my equally emotional identity....

not that i neva sensed this humor and writing love within u b4, bt cming up wid a blog is a treat in more den many ways..... :)

thog u hv missed out many other facets of urself in ur abt me, which i wud like to highlight in ur orkut testimony.... a quizzer, writer, 9 ptr, iim aspirant, and a nice human and a "wrth having senior"....

loads of kudos sir.... wud b looking up for some more soon....

and dnt let me feel like a commoner by a "thanks dude" reply..
a smile and encouragement is wat i eye for....

Saket said...

I won't thank any of you 'coz I know you don't like this word.

@suvra-- u have every right of getting angry. but it was you who had been insisting that i too start a blog of mine. Saket can never be described in words 'coz even after so many years i am still waiting to know myself well...but it was a small attempt to do the impossible and i am grateful for your encouragements

@abhi--first of all,i am sorry u won't be able to write an orkut testimony for me as i do not have an orkut account(one of the few guys who do not like such sites)..secondly i can't make you feel a commoner....guys i spend more time with you than my family...ain't you all special.. it felt good to receive encouragement frm u, whom i regard as a good writer..immensely talented at that.. i quite often read ur "losing my virginity" post. it is too good...expect this treat to continue....

himkar said...

excellent buddy.....superb...tats wat i can say.....

Saket said...

@himkar--just keep on praising. it feels goooood

Siddhartha said...

hell yeah saket....i am so happy buddy....feels weird confessing but for a long tym you've been my watermark for excellence......not academic excellence(who gives a shit about that anyway)...but excellence in the true sense of the that you've started this diary of urs(i hate the word blog...its lowly and demeaning)...i guess i've got another parameter for excellence for myself buddy....... ur writings,metaphorical expressions & the tragic sense of humour hooks me on yaar....seems like i m conversing with myself.....keep up the gud work buddy....adios............

Saket said...

@siddhartha-- thanks for all that u said...and stop making any more confessions if they r gonna embarass me like this!!! hope I could just be as excellent as u believe me to be..
anyways it was gr8 to receive these words of encouragement from you!!