Have I told u ‘lake'ly’...

..that i am a nature freak?

Actually, I have been wanting to write something not-so-cynical and so I decided to post a nice write up with a photo-shoto about a ‘lake’ that’s on my way to my new ofc..YEP! a LAKE on the way to the OFFICE!.

Well, as u can see, there is no photo ...read ahead to know 'why?'-

The first day I passed the lake (and it’s a huge one)…I thought..'Wo…am I going to pass by this everyday?’. Its so cool to be passing by a touristy place everyday on your way to office. (I have stayed in Rajasthan for quite sometime, so water bodies mean a lot to me.)
Its a huge thing sitting between two ‘stink’iest-algae-filled-nasty-looking naalas’ (sadly). It looks like Cinderella between two step sisters…the step mother being the dirty village around it. Whichever way, it was spellbinding to see it staring in your face with all its vastness and serenity. Especially in the evenings on the way back, the huge blushing pink sun is just about to hide in the lake. And the lake in turns all exotic shades of pink and orange with a tinge of the sky’s blue. Its just so pretty...the color of the water…for a split of a second the girlie thoughts take over and I wish I could make it into a dress and wear it! (Please note, only on very rare occasions do these kind of dressy thoughts pass by my twisted head, therefore, it is worthy of being mentioned here.)

Anyhow, so I was maha-impressed by this lake and I would tell this to as many people I could. I would so desperately want to click its picture and show it to people. When I told this to my peer, she said that I was behaving like I created the lake! That interestingly encouraged me some more and after a 3-day long weekend, I finally got a camera. Although, I was worried about looking like a complete bozo with a camera-shamera in the office cab. (Just to let you know, my cab mates are rather dull ….well, they actually deserve a separate post on how dull they are…so more on that later.)

Did I mention that the lake looks beautiful but only when the windows are shut? Because, you will be wrinkling your nose, eyes and all parts of ur face so much that you would miss out on seeing the lake…yes, thats how bad it SMELLS!
However, I wait eagerly for the lake and just a lil before it appears, I open the window with my camera ready. Immediately, 12 pair of eyes stare at me like ‘u must be crazy’…and then…. I start to wonder am I really? Because, instead of the lake I see a vast expanse of green…..in THREE days??? There is little water and the rest is just green weeds in the water.
What the fuck happened to my Cinderella lake?

So, very taken aback, I first quickly shut the window, to save myself from getting killed with stares. Then, I realize I shud have atleast clicked one picture. And I try to do so with the tinted windows shut..and get a few hazy pictures which could be of anything but a beautiful lake.
One cab mate dryly tells me 'its dried up..no rains'.

*sigh*

Global Warming..you suck! Phbtt!

All that noise, all that sound.....

Mum, Sis, and the cute devil were here and it was chaos, frenzy, giggles, laughter, edginess, and crying rolled-into-one visit.
My three year old nephew opened my eyes to a whole lot of things which I was absolutely unaware of…for example ‘Beyblade’ and 'Oswald'.
As much as I looked perplexed with these words…he too seemed dissapointed with my ignorance. I am his number one fan and it broke my heart to ‘let him down’.

I tried some really conventional tricks like ‘jhootey-maatey’ (which is when u make a swing out of your own body thinking u are still agile but instead it backfires and completely fires your back. For more info on ‘jhootey-maatey’, plz check with punju parents/grandparents).

So, in effect, he left me feeling totally OLD!

And just when I was pondering over something ‘youngish’ to do…two of my friends attacked me with pleas to go to this concert at IIM-B where Kailash Kher and Lucky Ali were performing. I was almost immediately tempted because of the following reasons-

1. I have never been to a live concert (ok, u can stop gasping.)
2. I was once head-over-heels a Lucky Ali fan because I think he is one of the few who can pull it off even when he is really out of tune. And his ‘Tu kaun hai’ gives me goose bumps still.
3. I wanted to go ‘check-out’ IIM-B crowd.
4. The ticket was cheap.
5. It was a stone’s throw from my house.
6. I thought it would be a cool experience to hear ‘Allah ke Bande’ live as that was all the words 'Kailash Kher' meant for me.

So, me and two more frnds landed at IIM-B in time to attend the concert.
(I dunno colleges are so buzzing with energy that you can feel it hitting you the moment you step into any campus. And it only makes you regret the decision of getting into the ‘work’ grind so early in life…missing out on the univ life….*sigh*)

Anyway, the place pretty much looked ‘college fest concert’ish'..in other words, no chairs, cheap stage set up, not-so-good acoustics .. screaming aloud ‘itne paise mein itnaa hee milenga’!

After waiting for not so long Kailash Kher was on stage…which a lot of ppl did not even notice as not many ppl cheered..(not their fault…he is kinda ‘tiny’). So, he abruptly started singing ‘Teri Diwani’ and immediately got the ppl going. Fortunately, not many had ppl turned up for the concert and we got to see the 'tiny man' from a place closer to the stage.

I must say I have become quite a Kailash Kher fan…he has a superb voice quality and is very endearing with his cute ‘very himachali’ accent
(Excerpt- “Aap lok bade hi piyaare hain, toh yeh jo song hai , main aapko daddy-kate karta hun")

Then he sang a few from his album ‘Kailasa’ which have a lot of Punjabi lyrics and I am not sure how many really got 'em…but he managed to hold the crowd together and ended his performance with ‘Allah ke bande’ and those were truly the 'paisa vasool' moments.

And as luck has it…nothing can be perfect we had the misfortune of watching another live show simultaneously…a couple bang in front of us thought they were at MTV Grind and were ‘grinding’ to anything and everything …! Right from the filler music to classical numbers.

FOR GOD’S SAKE PPL...!

Then, as we waited patiently for Lucky Ali, our patience was actually wearing out…..watching his videos on the screens instead of watching him LIVE.
He finally arrived in a black sweat shirt and torn jeans looking really tired and his stubble doing no good job of hiding his haggard face.
He started with a really lame joke about plastic surgery or something and lost all his marks there. The people were almost prepared to boo him!
He sang O Sanam to save his soul and then went on with some I had not really heard.

With a lot of sadness in my heart, I have to say ….‘Kailasa’ won hands down!

As he started to belt some sobby and mushy numbers…. one of the two friends I had come had a red nose and looked like she was about to cry buckets (Apparently, she is either going to or has just been dumped by her boyfriend). To save myself from the consoling act (which I am really bad at), we decided to leave.

Don’t know how young or old I felt after the concert but I wish i can attend more live performances in future!