Where is the Great One ??

world is same as it was before 24 hours when i wrote about my picture hunt of gulshan baba. evolution is a long process and it is even slower in our beloved phursatgunj. though i have not done any physical labour, in my lazy life today was really a busy day. still i am not tired and can go atleast to sadali laari for an hour or so. i should not repeat the same nonsense again and again that it is very cold outside and winter is here now and kharchoo is fast asleep as usual. but as i cann't think anything beyond that i have to write it again here. unlearning is more difficult than learning new things. by repeating same thing again and again i sound raucous and rowdy to many who visit this blog more frequently now but that can not stop my nonstop nonsense. just like all my lazy friends i also have very poor memory and don't remember things which i have said. both learning and unlearning has taken its toll. the other day as my usual time-pass i was giving all kind of psychometric tests on few self-procalimed testing sites and the results were really funny. when i finished the test there was a note along with my score on it. even though my score was not bad but there were funny remarks that erupted volcanoes of laughter inside me. (though i can't laugh that loud because i don't want to conform my landlord's doubt that i am a madman.) they said that if i improve my memory powers my analytical capablities (which i think are not there) could be compared with that of the western philosopher plato. ha ha ha ha. but i don't take their advice seriously because i know that at this old age now my memory cann't cope with the fast changing techno-savvy knowledge based world around me. the only thing i like about the results is that they say i can be a good chess player as my visual analysis ablities are above average. whether i will be a good chess player or not that is going to be my favourite time-pass for rest of my life. i can not deny the offer to play that divine time killing game. the most active lazy man nikunj was here today and i played chess with him for 3 full hours. i know his limitations as a chess player but can not deny his love for this great game. our boodhi samarpan baba was also here and he visits my phursatgunj kholi more often now as his exams are over. nowadays he regularly goes for the evening kundalini meditations and also wants me to join him there in the evening. i am not only lazy but also an old man now. i can not support the ideas like going to dynamic meditations early in the morning but can go for kundalini at least. if he will be here i shall try to go to the meditation center at karelibaug in the evening.

enjoy of typing and now it is time for some tea. let's pray that gulshan baba is there. no more gulshan baba avatars as no graphics can catch his aura. 'Gulshan Baba ki kripa'

In search of Gulshan Baba

i am on a mission today. it is 4 30 in the morning and it is really cold out there but it is not going to stop me from doing something which is of the highest importance for me now. capturing gulshan baba in a picture. it is very dark outside and i dont know whether gulshan baba is there at sadali laari or not but that is not going to stop me from going to sadali lari now. i hope that i find gulshan baba and his auto there so that i can reproduce his images for our gulshan baba lovers here. he surely is one of those rare species and very difficult to find whenever you wish. but hope floats. inspite of all adversities and difficulties i shall go to sadali laari right now. kharchoo is fast asleep by now and mosquito hums can not disturb his divine sleep. he told me to wake him up when i go to sadali laari early in the morning. but i think now he is almost dead and about to miss a chance of the life time. my psyche says that gulshan baba will be there today and i don't want to miss this chance. until i find gulshan baba and post his picture here be happy with this avatar of gulshan baba.

I Love Gulshan Baba ! ! !

Gulshan baba, the great one is back in town. he is full of energy and totally charged now after a long break of one month. his rickshaw is of colour umber red, may be due to rust and dust. but he is alive and full of energy. a fanatic. true follower and a devotee. he defies all the criticism and popular opinion about him. O! great one i always knew that only a place like phursatgunj can nurture such a soul like yours. O! great one please part me from your curse if you don't like what i say about you. O! great one please forgive us, we lesser souls who can not understand your love and devotion for great gulshan grover.

yes yes yes, i am talking about the one and the only fan of great indian movie actor Mr. Gulshan Grover. our very own the bad man-gulshan grover always said that his competition is not with bollywood actors but with the hollywood ones. but no one understands him better than our Gulshan Baba. no one knows what his real name is, but it is of no importance now. enlighten ones often change their names and it is all symbolic. he doesn't much care about his rickshaw and his own body. he is so thin that if he decides to go to brazil and join the modeling industry there, he surely can give those brazilian super (thin) models a run for their money. but he doesn't care as he knows that he is not mere an object of flesh and bones. he is neither educated nor literate i guess, and may be that is why he is not corrupt also. his love and devotion is ture to the core. O! great one, with full respect, i again bow to thee.

great gulshan baba sometimes visits our sadali lari at 4:00am in the morning in search of passengers who are not there as a rule. but that can not stop his frequent visits to sadali lari as he atleast can enjoy a cup of tea if passengers are not there as a rule. it is winter now and temperature is really down early in the morning, but that can not stop him from coming to sadali lari. he has a picture of mr. gullu-the bad man inside his rickshaw and it is written on the back of his rickshaw: 'Gulshan baba ki Kripa' (Gulshan baba's blessings are always with you) even if i write a book about him that is not enough. i can not catch and convert his greatness into the words. even million blog posts are not enough, so here i stop and again bow to you O! great one.

P.S.
for all those international visitors who dont know about the great gulshan grover. a brief introduction.

Gulshan Grover
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Gulshan Grover (born 21 September 1955) is an Indian actor. He is famous for his role as a villain in many movies. He has also starred in some Hollywood movies. Thanks to him, he was the secret ingredient as a villain to Shah Rukh Khan's action movies' success such as "Yes Boss", "Ram Jaane" and "Duplicate" and all of them starred with Juhi Chawla.

He was the celebrity guest of the Grand Prix of Italy held at Monza on September 10th 2006.[1]

link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulshan_Grover

Today is Diwali

It's a beautiful Friday morning. Birds are chirping and the restless folks of this crazy world have started their nonsense lives. My friend says today is Diwali. But, for me it doesn't matter. The day I don't have do anything is Diwali for me. I was in the office for the whole night yesterday and now it's time for me to get some sleep. These days their is too much work in the office which my fragile body refuse to do. I have become comfortable with laptop. Nobody believes me when I tell them that I have done graduation in engineering. Even, I don't believe myself. It seems impossible how a person like me can have an engineering degree. It speaks volumes about are so called "education" system.

I have booked my tickets for Baroda. After last time's horrible experience, I made all possible efforts to avoid visiting Ahmedabad. I and my friend tried all possible combinations on makemytrip.com. But, eventually due to economical reasons I was forced to visit that city again. No offences. I have never liked Ahmedabad. But more than that, it's physically painful to fly from Bangalore to Ahmedabad and than come to Baroda. I think I will have to stop now. Nothing interesting to write about. These days it seems pahelwan and papaji are too busy. I
haven't heard anything from them for a long time. I pray to God to give enough strength to my lazy friends in a restless and mad city like Mumbai.

Meanwhile, Sabu called up. I will join him after 45 days in Baroda and our nocturnal ventures will flourish again. Till than good night ( 8:00 a.m. in the morning is night for me) and happy Diwali ( remember no work!!!).

Kabutar and December

it is a beautiful friday morning, birds are no where around but a 'Kabutar' is there. no i am not talking about anyone named kabutar in my room but about a real kabutar. this kabutar visits my room daily now, i dont know why but may be in search of a good place to build nest. they dont know about the things i have done in the past. ha ha. i have no compassion for poor kabutars, they are all idiots and never understand however hard i try to tell them the truth. may be they are more intelligent and i am poor as far as the understanding of nature is concerned. yes i am poor. i have almost finsished my last game on freechess server and now going to switch this computer off after sometime. i am tired of playing as a guest on free servers as i dont have my own ID. to get my ID i have to register with them and that is a long process and i dont want to take the pain myself. if someone is ready to register on my behalf it is okey or i will play as guest for all my life.

yesternight baba called and we discussed a lot. but the most interesting part of that discussion was the month december. baba told me that in the month of december, baroda is the best place on earth to live. i agree. it is almost mid of the october and diwali is around the corner but i am still thinking about the month of december when baba will be here and we will discuss all kind of nonsense for long endless hours. i am waiting for the next december. pehalwan and ranjitsingh will be here for diwali. i think the winter is the best time to enjoy life in baroda and asusual i am going to enjoy it fully and whole heartedly. by the december exams will be over. on my dear december come soon and be at ease with your old friends and philosophers. amen.

long live laziness, long live brotherhood.

Yet another proof

look at this picture. this proves that i am the best photographer in the world right now. but i don't care to publish my photographs. how bright this flowers are. first lights of the sunday sun on the leaves. i was there as a witness.

The greatest snap ever taken in the history of human race.

look this is why we have the greatest pictures ever posted or uploaded here. this is from our sindhrout visit blog. to access all the images available on internet please click on the following link.

GOOD MORNING SINDHROUT

and remember one thing. i am the greatest photographer ever, and have taken the best pictures ever. i am a narcist photographer so dont argue with me and dont mess with my photographes. just watch them all and enjoy them all.

Nautre Calling

10a.m.
sardarnagar kholi.

good morning.

this is saboo here again after a long and lazy week. in last one week nothing happened except a good visit to the bhavani-nagar near sindhrout yesterday morning. visit was a good experience. we have more than 200 pictures of the sindhrout visit and will post few of them when again i will be here. i, chinti, nikol and gudbud was there at 5 in the morning. that was gudbud's first visit to the sindhrout village. nikol and chinti were also very excited as we were on the way to sindhrout from phursatgunj. our journey began at 5 in the morning with a regular tea and cigi rituals.

we had two mobile phones with camera and we snapped a lot of natural beauty early in the morning. i dont know anything about photography but few of the snaps are really very good and will try to upload them from this pathetic internet connection at sardarnagar. in the morning for three full hours we roamed around the mini-jungles near bhavaninagar. there were beautiful birds, deers and few million earthworms on the roads to the jungle. we have pictures and videos of everything. most beautiful of the natural beauty is sunrise at sindhrout, calm and slow and peaceful. i can not capture the beauty of the sunrise in the cameras powered by few megapixels but i have tried to do so and will post them on the blog. will be back with stories of sindhrout visit. bye now.

Local Trains.

yaah i am here in amdavad again within a month. it is saturday and i am here for two days. monday evening i again will be back in baroda. i hope that there will not be any rains so i can go out of my house. why i am here in amdavad. for nothing. everyone in my family is sick this days. half of them are on bed-rest and half of them need rest badly.

i and nikhil came to amdavad today morning. it was a beautiful journey from baroda to amdavad. plains between anand and nadiad are now darker than the national flag of pakistan. green is the color of the season now. MEMUs are life line of those who travel through it everyday and i really enjoy my journeys on this most crowded local trains of gujarat. i will write about my experiences in the train today at length, but not right now. i am having all kind of problems with this pc at my home. every few seconds some error occurs and i dont know what to do about it. i dont have anyother choice now so i have to use this computer.

will tell you about the things that happened today and yesterday and how i killed more time with my friends, books, and a psycho serial middle-aged lady killer. i also should tell you people a story untold about a friend of mine. he is really great. i call him my knight. he is a gone-case. and may be that is why i attract him the most. but anyway i will have to part ways with this psycho as soon as possible and should start living with harmony again. baba only knows whom i am talking about and pathetic friends also can guess if they try to remember old things that happened in phursatgunj few months back. anyway will be back soon after some time, till then good bye.

long live laziness. long live brotherhood.