Just Like That

The marriage...

2009-12-27T12:51:00.001-08:00

As you might know... I got married on Nov 6th to the love of my life... my dearest.. anuja... The days building up to our marriage were really hecitc. I was getting ready to fly to India in the midst of uncertainty surrounding my job and my status in the US... anuja was getting ready to marry me knowing my situation. I dont have words to explain how well anuja handled the situation. Thank you so much dear..
As days progressed and the wedding day was nearing, things went from worse to better and then to the best. I got an excellent job offer and took it right away. I was so happy and so overjoyed that I could not believe that this had happened. After so many days of stress and uncertainty about the future, things finally had started settling. I felt that my luck was changing towards the good side and my dear was proving to be my lady luck...
Just getting the job offer was not good since there were so many things to be done after. My anxiety was building up as I was going to step into new horizons of my life with my dearest. However for that to go smoothly there were many things that needed to happen. That list of things and the their timing were like neck to neck. If anything went wrong it would have been real sad. However, I took care of the work needed for the transition and started my journey towards India.
Right from the day I reached India to the day I flew back to the US and then moved on to the new job it has been a race and a rollercoaster ride for both of us. I met anuja on the morning of arrival day, after almost 11 months of wait and for how long.. for a few hours and then had to drop her to the station so that she could go to sangli... I had not even rested a bit but the thought of meeting anuja after such a long and a tough separation was keeping me awake inspite of the jet lag. We just could spend some time with each other and then I sent her off to her native place. The next few days were like get set go for me.. Wake up, get ready eat and go shop. I bought my wedding clothes in a day.. would you believe it. Things went well and the day before the wedding arrived. We had hired some buses to take us over to sangli where the marriage was going to take place. The bus travel to sangli with my family was a blast and I enjoyed it to the fullest. We joked around, we sang, we teased and all had a lot of fun. We had taken some idlis and some good old chai with us. Idli with chatni and tea on the top of it was just great. We reached sangli late and then the wedding proceedings began. I soon I stepped out of the bus, Amol my brother in law welcomed me and took me towards the wedding hall, hand in hand :) great experience. All this was being filmed and with flash lights on us. Felt good but also funny sometimes as this was a first. Then at the entrance all the rituals took place and I was smiling like a politician although my smile was for real broad. All the ambience made me so happy, except for one thing I was sweating profusely.. Everybody was feeling cold but not me.. This sweating troubled me during the entire marriage as for every photo i had to take the handkerchief out wipe my face and forehead.
Then I with my family settled down in the suite provided. The wedding hall was awesome!!!. Nice backdrop of farms, green all around, spacious, clean and comfortable. Really nice.. Could not go to sleep easily, not because of the wedding thoughts, just because it was not the usual place for me. My wife says I can sleep in 2 secs and I guess shes right. I can sleep anywhere and everywhere , anytime and alltime.. I think I have slept like 16 hours in a day once just getting up for food and water. Let me get back to point. So from the night before wedding to the day of wedding.
It was a bright sunny day. (thank god because if it had rained it could have been a fiasco of sorts) Got some good morning tea and got ready for the "haldi". "Haldi" is wear you annoint turmeric onto the bride and the bridegroom. But before that we did a sort of musical chairs. Although instead of chair it was something we call "paat" in marathi. Everbody circled the "paat" and sprinkled water on it. I could not understand why we were watering the "paat" on which we were going to sit. It was OK for everybody else since I was the only one who was wearing a thin salwar.(i guess thats what its called). My wet behind would not have made a good scene. Alas, we sat on the "paat" with feet in front. Everybody applied the turmeric and in a matter of moments we were all yellow. Anuja looked really beautiful with the yellow turmeric on her face. I was as usual making faces for the camera. Then we were hurried into changing as the big mahurat was approaching and my marriage procession (warat or barat) was yet to happen. So went right back to the suite changed into the wedding sherwani (which is another story although nice one as I did look good in it and my wife also says so!!! so no doubts about it). Got ready. I was adorning a nice looking sherwani with a pheta and mozadi. Then started the humurous photo session. The instructions of the photographer are so ridiculous sometimes. You will know when you go through it. Turn your head, look side ways, bend a bit , raise your hand, smile not just smile but show your teeth. and all that with a bright light falling on your eyes as if you were directly looking at the sun. And as I mentioned before adding to that I was sweating, like hell. But the photos came out real good.
Then we proceeded towards our shahi sawari i would say. the horse!!!. I have never been scared of animals even the fierce ones which bite (for example our pet dog:) ) but sitting on a horse with zero experience and your life at the mercy of the owner of the horse. Adding to that was the fact that wearing the sherwani was like wearing a jumpsuit that restricted your mobility and your reactions. I was just hoping that the ghodi (horse) does not take off with me or I would be as people say in a for ride of a lifetime ( isnt that what marriage is?? a ride of a lifetime). So then my barat progressed onto one of the narrowest roads and with all the traffic I was getting scared like hell. For a brief time it was just me and the horse(with its owner ofcourse) but everybody else was in front dancing to the music and enjoying. I was waiting for my turn. Everybody around me knows that I am sucker for dancing. I like to dance and enjoy when dancing. So when we returned to the wedding hall, I got down to business. Took my usual pose before unleashing a mixture of bollywood, ganpati dance steps. I think the people from anujas side would have been surprised that the bridegroom danced. Thats a moment that I will remember for a lifetime. I always wanted to enjoy my marriage and also the fact that I was marrying anuja.. the best for me.. That did reflect in my dance and then we stopped. Again sweat over my face. quickly wiped it off and then rearragned my sherwani a bit and also the pheta with the odhni and back to the dashing dulha posing for the camera. Then as we made our way to the stage the camera followed. It was like watching a balaji production serial but for real.
Things from here went a bit unplanned as technically there should be an antarpat (cloth held high separating the bride and the groom) but the bhadji holding the antarpat was short so he could not raise it and I was actually looking at anuja. Then she asked the bhadji to raise the antarpat :). We were waiting for Muliche Mama, then when he arrived a lemon was missing, some relatives were missing from both sides. It felt like we got real eager to get married and arrived early. Then there was an instance where some naughty boys threw small bags of rice instead of just rice on us.. that sparked an uproar.. was getting chaotic until the last verse of the mangalahthaka were completed and the bhadji lowered the already low antarpat.. Then came the time when you put the garland on your spouse. My relatives lifted me and my dear did not allow her relatives to lift her. Real funny. It was like I was in mid air and anuja had her feet firmly on the ground. This kept on going for a while and then I did the inevitable where in I lowered myself so that Anuja could put the garland. Everybody said ah!! you already lowered your neck in front of your wife. The fact was I could not take the akwardness of the situation.
So you might its like saying I do and your are married.. A big NO. This is just the start of the marriage ceremony. Then there is a long list of things that go on for like a couple of hours before we were considered actual husband wife. The thing was there was nobody insight from both of your immediate families as everybody was busy in fulfilling the parampara of give and take. Everybody in the family needs to be honored with some kind of a gift. So it was just the 3 of us. Not pati patni and woh but pati patni and bohodji!!! I mean the priest or the brahmin.
Ok then everybody who had come to the marriage came and met us on the stage. Then for every guest we had to take 2 photos and a video shoot (which I will tell is one of the most annoying and tiring things if you ask me). 2 photos because there was a photographer from each side. One time the priest got so angry about the photos that he just stopped for a while. But things cooled down and went well.
So after we tied the knot and the took the saat phere around the agni we were married. I got scolded for walking fast and leaving my dear behind during the pheras. ( - :) sorry dear but I had to tell this one ). There was one more funny incident during the marriage. As the priest was going about the rituals. one lady took one of the small wati (container) having haldi and kumkum and vanished. The priest kept asking but it was so humurous that I could not answer the priest.
Then we had the dinner and went around taking blessing from the elderly and meeting some of anujas relatives. Now was the time to leave. I was getting happy (mere mann mein ladoo phoot rahe the) as this was what I had awaited for a long time.. getting married to my beloved and dearest anuja. It was understandable when her brother and her uncle were unconsoleably weeping. I did my best of consoling Amol her brother and her uncle but it was very much understood. I did assure them I would take the best care and they dont have to be worried about her.
In a few moments we made our way back to the bus with all our belongings and I and Anuja sat together. Initially we had to sit in the front with all the aged people but then we went a bit back where my cousins were sitting. This was one of the most memorable time in my life. Hand in hand and her head on my shoulder for the entire trip. It just felt amazing. It was like realizing and experiencing something that you had waited for a longtime. Your life , your wife your sweetheart was sitting besides you and from here onwards she would be always with you... just amazing. At heart I am a very emotional person and this was the time when I felt like one of those movies especially with the happy ending. But for us it was a happy beginning.
With all that I have been through and as a result anuja has been through god did bless us and made this possible. Throughout the journey we had our hand in hand and we felt relaxed.
When we reached home, i was about to take a big test for which I was preparing (actually i could not prepare and hence was scared). I had to lift anuja from the gate to the steps for our house. Anuja, never has had let me lift her up comfortably. I think shes scared that I may drop her. I picked her up in one go and then swiftly moved towards the steps. Then I was stopped by uncle and under the pretext of having this on video I stood there lifting anuja for almost a minute . Little bit more and I would have collapsed and anuja had to lift me and carry upstairs.!!! :)

All in all was a wonderful marriage for me.. a memorable experience.. and with a happy beginning to our married life. God bless both of us...

Take Care
Yogesh

The love of my life.....

2009-09-07T17:09:00.000-07:00

Posting after a long time.... you may be thinking what took me so long. I will say i lost my way.... but I am back again... and will be posting more frequently.. about my life...

Also,,, i will be entering a new phase of my life coming Novermber, when I will get married to the love of my life... Anuja....

Getting back to my shayari... a few lines that I wrote about how I met my most beloved... to be wife.. Anuja...
Here it goes...

avghadach hovun basle ahe saare
thodya veletach ghadle khup saare
watle nhavte konawar itke prem karen
eka vyatikchi evdhi athavan karen

aai wadlani email ne olakh karun dili
tithunach amchi hi kahani suru zhali
email warche bolne farach formal asayche
tyat khupach thode feelings asayche

ekada ase watle ki nahi bhetne honar
tila baghnyachi sandhi nighun janar
pan mhantat na nashibat lihilele konache chukle nahi
ani anujala bhetanyche majhe hukle nahi

14 december la gelo amhi tila bhetayla
vichar kela hota pohe miltil khayla
pohyanche kay zhale te nantar sangato
adhi dekhne dikhane chya mudyawar walto

pahilyandi pedhe ani bakarwadya alya
ani tyanantar amchya honarya hya chaha gheun alya
tyanni farach sadha dress up kela hota
me matra formals ani perfume cha kahar kela hota

tya bhetit amche kahi jast bolne nahi zhale
mhotya bhavachech prashna thode jast zhale
ekada hi tine majhyashi nazar milavli nahi
mala watle ki majhech chukle kahi

program chi titech sangata zhali
sasu sasryan kadun don divasanchi mudat milali
tila baghun mala tar sare vyavashtit watle
pan tase samorun kahi signal nahi disle

don divasan nantar ho mhanya sathi me phone kela
tevha hi tine ho na mhanta hasnyacha karykram kela
mag mech prashna thoda phirvun vicharla
ani shevti samorun hokar ala

donhi kadchya mhotyanchi mag bolnya sathi bhet zhali
pudche karykram sanglit ki punyat hyavar thodi khicha tani zhali
shevti lagna sangli ani sakharpuda punyat ase donhi partyan che tharle
suparaya phutlya nantar sasurwadiche pedhe khaun majhe tar pot faarach bharle

mag pudche kahi divas location baghnyasathi amhi doghe baher padhaycho
punyatlya spotachi mahiti naslya mule fakt gadiwarunach phiraycho
phirta phirta kuthe jaaga sapadli tar stop gheun gappa marat basaycho
ghari jayachya aadhi matra roj vada paav khaun sitaphal mastani pyaycho

hya bhetitun amhi doghan baddal khup janun ghetle
mag ghetlela nirnay barobar ahe ase watle
hya bheti me kadhich visarnar nahi
tichya barobar ghalavla vel kadhich bhulnar nahi

prem kay aste he ata kalayla lagle ahe
premachya dhundhitach rahavese watayla lagle ahe
sadaiva tichya sahavasat rahevese watate
thodya velesathi pan tichya pasun dur nakose watate

prem he amha dogansathi sagle nave ahe
pan vicharlat tar he sagle have ahe
teen chaar divasanchya bheti kami padlya
eka meka warche prem vyakta karnya sathi adhuryach padlya

mhanunach mhanto avghadach hovun basle ahe saare
thodya veletach ghadle khup saare
watle nhavte konawar itke prem karen
eka vyatikchi evdhi athavan karen
@Yog Creations

It just happened!!!!!......

Take Care and will be writing more...

Yog

Mechanically Industrialized Quality Engineer

2008-08-02T23:45:00.000-07:00

Wheew.... Hmm???... What the heck!!!!. These are some thoughts you may be having after reading the title. I did coin this unique term and it may sound confusing or may be even funny but this is what my educational/professional qualification is. I have a B.E in Mechanical, M.S in Industrial and I am working as Quality Engineer. Looking back at my education, its funny how I started with something and ended up with something else. Isn't that one of the trait life has. The trait of being unpredictable and surprising. To survive or conquer this trait of life one has to change and adapt. Thats what I have done. I have changed with what life has offered me until now.
Getting a job exactly matching your qualification is like a dream now. I believe that every working individual has made some compromise in terms of seeking a 100% match for his or her educational qualification. If you ask me thats what life is all about. You would not always get what you want, of course do not give up the pursuit, but also be aware that you may never have it.
I love being a quality engineer. Although it started as a no option role for me I developed a passion for quality. In my brief professional experience I have learned a lot about quality. I would like to mention about my mentor who introduced me to the field of quality. Mr. Jerome Netko one of my supervisors from my previous jobs. He was one person from whom I learned a lot. The foundation for my career were laid when working with him and I attribute all the "quality" that I have to him. Now few years into my career with good knowledge about the field of quality, in retrospect, I am satisfied that life and its unpredictability brought me into this profession. I hope that life allows me to continue my passion for quality.

-Yogesh
MIQE ( Mechanically Industrialized Quality Engineer)

Main Shayar to nahin.......

2008-08-02T23:27:00.000-07:00

Shayari karne wale to hazar hain
Kavita likhne wale bhi beshumar hain
thodi shayari to hum bhi kar lete hain
usi me se kuch aaj yahan pesh kar dete hain

(mashya alya!!!! mashya alya!!!! I mean mashalla mashalla.)

This one was when I had got a job in NY and was going to leave Wayne State University and Deroy apts where I lived.

kuch saalon pehle aaya tha akela..
chodd ke apna des...
naseeb hi tha woh mera..
jo mili deroy mein rehne ko place...

helen deroy ke baare mein kuch na kahoon to nainsaafi hogi...
cockroach aur bed bugs ki shaan mein kuch gustakhi hogi..

woh desi khane ki khusboo, woh trash ki badboo..
woh insaano se bhara hua elevator, woh chotse post box
mein ghusade huen hazaar letter..
woh unginat duplicate chabiyaan,jisse lagayin hazaar
topiyaan..
woh desiyon ka adda, woh chinkiyon ka chadda..

deroy ki mahanta kuch shabdon mein zahir karna mushkil
hain
deroy mein rahein bina yeh sab azmana mushkil hain

isi deroy mein mile mujhe mere sabhi yaar...
chote, mote thay yahan sabhi akaar ...
ek se ek hain yahaan kalakar...
kuch gaane mein mahir to kuch bajaate hain guitar...

koi bhi pareshaani ho inke paas iska hul hain..
inke saath rehke kuch bhi possible hain..
aapne gharwalon se door rehne ka mujhe koi gum nahin..
yeh sabhi dost gharwaloon se kum nahin..

kabhi kanda nahin to kabhi sugar nahin..
kabhi pita(bread) nahin to kabhi ata nahin..
kabhi doodh nahi to kabhi patti nahin..
lekin yahan dosti aur masti ki kabhi kami nahin...

inhi yaaron ke saath bitayein beete huye paalon ko hum
yaad karenge ...
jahan bhi jayenge mere doston ki shaan mein do shabd
jaroor kahenge...
inhi yaadgar palon ke liye main aapka aabhari hoon..
aur ab to mein PALL(company) ka karamchari hun..

alvida kehna ka man nahin
lekin apne paas dusra koi option nahin
H1 ka sawal hain
Is liye to yeh sab bawal hain..

agli mulakat Newyork mein hogi..
shayad beach pe mere saath ek gori hogi...
Fall colors dekhne ka plan karenge..
Isi bahane sabse phir se mil lenge...

Friday aapki sabki shaan mein party ka ayojan kiya
hain..
khane, pine aur dance ka prayojan kiya hain..
asha hain ki aap sab meri khushi mein shamil ho
payenge...
aapne yaar ko alvida kehne jaroor ayenge...

©Yog Creations 2008

Agar pasand aaye to kuch comment hi kar dena
Is shayar ko thoda compliment hi kar dena!!!!!

Light Le!!!!

2008-08-02T22:44:00.000-07:00

If anybody reads the title of this post and knows hindi and english they will be inclined towards thinking that it means "get a tubelight". This is noway near the actual meaning of this term. This is the term that I heard first when I reached Detroit for my masters. My seniors at the university had picked me up and we were on our way to their apartment which was gonna be my temporary stay. During our drive from the airport, I heard this term several times and was a bit confused to what it actually meant. Initially I thought they were gonna pick up some tubelights on our way back to apt, but that did not seem right as why would they use this term once in every topic of discussion. Why would anybody talk so obsessively of buying tubelights. Then suddenly based on the context I realised what it meant. It means "take it easy". Its like a mixture of english and hindi. So now you know. There was also the marathi version of it "light ghe re!!!!". This term was used by every desi, and believe me I am not exaggerating. It was the term used by friends to suggest others to take it easy and that things will work out for the good.

So mamu life me light lena ka bole to take it easy!!!!! bole to apun bhi light le raha hain!!

Fhruit Tree!!!! - On a lighter note.

2008-06-12T20:28:00.000-07:00

Making it to blog, weighing in at 185 pounds from the phulwaria, Beehaarr, the chara eating, he is the railway minister... lalalala... laloooooooo parsssaaaad yaaaaaaaadaaaaav!!!!!!!!!!

You see sir.. I can tak english ... I can vak english.. I can laugh english becauz english ij a bhery fhunnny language.

Dakhiyain.... aaj hum yahan raelway ka budget prizhent karne aaya hun!!!!

"ebhri body is appreciating ki I hab done a tremendhous burk. hann each and ebhri ear I hab earned crorj and crorj. ebhriday!!!!. And they are saying. ain, I hab..ae. ba... Laloo yadav haj planted ae ae.. ba.. a fhruit tree and ebhri ear it ij duty of mhy. Grow Fhruit Tree!!!"

In his own voice

Jokes apart and a first hand apology to our charismatic RJD leader laloo yadav who has proven that "it happens only in India" and turned around the bankrupt railways into a money making unit.
Hats off!!!!.

Laloo believe it or not has addressed students from harvard. IIM is studying railway turnaround. I mean mind blowing, if all is true and I think it is. You cant make a fool of yourself in front of the world. If you read the changes he has made it does makes sense. For several years in a row he has been able to run the railways profitably after it was written off by the earlier minister. I hope the other government sectors learn from him.

When "t. o." is 2 (tu) so why "g. o." is not @$^ you know what i mean becauz english is a bhery fhunnny language!!!!!

Keep smiling. it does not cost you anything!!!!!!

"Zindagi Har Kadam Ek Nayee Jung Hai"

2008-06-09T18:10:00.000-07:00

The title in Hindi means "Every step of life is a new fight" and is taken from a Hindi movie "Meri Jung" which means "My fight".
http://youtube.com/watch?v=bg1f2N-Wd4M&feature=related
The reason that I picked this song as a part of this topic is the very fact that human life all over the world is a fight to survive and succeed. People all over the world whether from superpower or a poor country fight for survival.
This fight is obviously different based on where you live and what you do and also what happened the day before or an hour before. For people, after the disastrous earthquake in China or devastating tornado the Myanmar, their fight changed into a fight to be alive in a matter of seconds . For people of Africa or Iraq or Afghanistan the fight to be alive is an everyday affair with all the terrorism and genocides. Think about the children in these isolated regions. They might not even know what a happy childhood is. At a younger age they face the harsh realities of being born as a "human" in an "inhuman" society.
But like a lotus grows in the mud inspirational stories are born from these fights although only a few out of them are glorified. There are thousands of stories where humans in the face of adversity have fought for what they believed in and made the world a better place for others to live. In many of these stories a single person has fought for another individual or thousands.
One such inspirational fight, different from human inflicted as in Africa or natural as in China, is of Rick and Dick Hoyt.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=f4B-r8KJhlE&feature=related
I get emotional every time I watch this video. Its all about the fight, the sacrifice for a loved one.
When I watch this video, I get the inspiration to keep going. Many a times things do not go your way or you make mistakes which hit you hard and take you down. But when I think about the fights other people go through everyday, my problem becomes insignificant and I feel really fortunate and thank god for what I have. Our fights for survival may not match up to the less fortunate ones go through but nevertheless should be fought for all the right reasons.
I would like to say
- Appreciate what you have and what you are.
- There is always someone who had to face a lot more in life than what you are facing so stop complaining cheer up!!!!
- Love life and enjoy every moment of it.
and finally
- Keep fighting for the right reasons and dont give up!!!

Yogesh.

Introducing Kavi/Shayar/Bakwaas

2008-06-06T06:55:00.001-07:00

This one is from the time when I was in maine. The last three months that I spent in Maine were the best out of my stay in the U.S until now. Do not take it serioulsy, was just for fun. But does prove a point.. I have a chupa shayar in me.

So here it goes....
are humne unse do minute baat kya ki
aapne to hadd kar di
mauke ka fayada uthate huye
aapne to jung shuru kar di.

partiyon mein aisi cheezein to hoti hain
thodi baat to ladkiyon se bhi hoti hain
kuch lamhe humne unse haske baat kya kar di
logone hamari tasvir khicna shuru kar di

are duniyawalon in tasaviron mein kuch nahi rakkha
yeh asliyat nahi yeh to hain ek bada dhoka
doston se baatein karna agar jurm hain
to aise sau gunaah hume kabul hain

ab jab aelane jung ho chuka hain
to hum peenche nahin hatenge
jab tak hain paani samandar mein
aapka dat ke mukabla karenge

ajay shayar ne garaj ke kuch shabd likhe
shabdon se lagta hain undke andaz the kuch tikhe
shayar sahab aapki khursi ko to hum hilayenge
phir dekhte hain aap kahan bhag ke jayenge

ab agli party ki dekhenge raah
nahi karenge koi parvah
jordar hoga dushmano pe hamla
kamla vimla kamla vimla ( hehehehehe yahan pe kuch daal nahi paya)

dushmani to hum khoob nibhayenge
agle party mein naye jalwe dikhayenge
ajay shayar aur brownie lady ke tambu ki to ab khair nahin
yeh jung ka maidan hai koi disney world ki ser nahin

iska ka jawab tum to jaroor doge
agar nahi to chup chap haar maan loge
hamare shayari ke baare mein jaroor likhna
ek baar hi sahi hamari shaan mein kuch likhna

©Yog Creations 2008

Amazing... aint it!!!!!

Enjoy Life....

Rain...Rain and More Rain!!!!!

2008-06-05T19:56:00.001-07:00

Here is the forecast for the weekend and the coming week.

Its safe to say... Minnesota is either snowesota or rainesota!!!! and then you have the bad roads here so add to it khaddesota!!!. There would be no guesses if somebody asks me "Are you open to relocation"?
Hell o Yeah!!!!!!!

If in India I would have loved rain especially when in Lonavala. Some nice scenery, misty weather with some hot tea and batata wada... hmm. Brings up some old memories... But no wada and no chaha here. Is it a stretch to ask for batata wada and tea? absolutely not!!! somebody just needs to make it and you might know it takes a lot to make batata wada. So I will pass on it for today.

Ahn Ahn... Arj hain..

Tip Tip Barsa paani....
har roj hain yahin kahani!!!!
agar aisa hi raha jaani....
to barbaad hain meri zindgani!!!!

Ciao for now.

Edit: Guess what!!!! The sky has opened and sun is out, its a miracle....
Hah!!! deloof uoy. if you know what that means...
You'd wish....

From "Where do I begin" to "The beginning"

2008-06-05T11:25:00.000-07:00

I have been thinking of creating a blog for a few days now. As always google has a free service which I will benefit from to create this new blog. I have not put a lot of thought into the blog name as of yet and will go with "Just Like That".
The blog will be dedicated towards some of my thoughts, opinions and rest of it will be all "masala" as I would call it.

On this day of June 2008 I declare my blog open.

Welcome all!!!! and do not forget to visit