I Had a Blog!!!

I have a blog, really??????

It should be “I had a blog!” Though it sounds weird, but looking at the frequency of my posts in the blog, it’s past tense long ago. The last post I wrote in my blog was July 2011, the month Ayaat came to our life. Post that blog, it’s been almost a year and 10 months, and I haven’t written a single post in my blog.

What exactly went wrong that I stopped writing at all? I was never a writer, but liked to try to convert my thoughts into black and white whenever I got time. So, have I stopped thinking of late? May be, nowadays, the mind doesn’t get much time to think. Most of the time is consumed by office works, the rest I got, I like to spend with my family, especially my daughter, and what left I directly invest in TV series, though I’m not talking about Saas Bahu series.

If I think hard, it’s not only blog that I stopped for a long period of time. I’m finding it difficult to remember the name of the last book that I read completely. There’s a long list of books that I started and stopped abruptly in between, and I never saw their last page.

So, no blogging, no reading, what else?  I’ve also become quite a bit distant from my guitar these days. It’s just last weekend, I realized that my guitar needs service and repair and the cause was my infrequent endeavor with the guitar. Although didn’t know what pushed me, I went out and got my guitar repaired, even ignoring the scorching heat of the day, which is sufficient to demotivate not to do things during Delhi summer.

So, among lots of no dos, I think I’ll try to revive my guitar playing a bit in the coming days. I don’t know whether I’ll become regular again to my blog and books, but right now thinking about giving them a try too. So, I’ll wait and see….


It was a pleasant Monday morning, July 4th, and an American holiday (there’s no holiday in my office though). I was on pre-paternity leave as the doctors and ultrasounds had declared that that was the day. We reached the 9th floor of Max Super Specialty Hospital at IP extension on that day at around 7:30 am. It was a mixed feeling as Yasmin headed towards the labor room, beyond which I was restricted to accompany her. I was kind of happy as we were eager to see the new member of our family, yet I was worried about the labor pain Yasmin was about to go through.

At 8 am, our doctor called me and told that Yasmin was injected with medication to induce labor pain, which was quite a worry for me and I know for Yasmin too. Then after an hour a sister (nurse) came to the rest room where me along with my mom and mom-in-law were sitting and informed that Yasmin wanted to see me. The next moment I was in the labor room beside her. Yasmin’s condition was not good at all. She was getting good pain (according to our doctor). The nurse in the labor room told me that I should not stay there for long, but I insisted and stayed there for quite some time.

Then again I was in the rest room with my moms leaving Yasmin in the midst of extreme pain. I was again in the labor room at around 11:00 am. This time our doctor was there with Yasmin and was quite happy to see the intensity of her pain. She even told us that if the intensity kept rising at that pace, there’s every possibility that Yasmin might deliver normally in the next couple of hours. But that very moment something accidental happened, more precisely, I must not term it as accidental but as a relief for Yasmin. Some complication arose and the doctor explained that an immediate c-section was required to avoid any kind of risk with the baby. Yasmin seemed OK to have a c-section rather than bearing the extreme pain for another couple of hours. Though it sounds unconvincing, I was happy at that moment, for Yasmin of course, but more to learn that within the next hour I’d be able to see my baby girl. Yes, baby girl, you heard it right. We (Yasmin and I) didn’t know from where the notion came, but we were quite sure that we would have a baby girl. I hadn’t searched a single baby boy name. I do remember telling Yasmin that if we did have a baby boy I’d be so frustrated that I’d give him a girl’s name (the name I suggested at that time was Dhun Dhun Hussain, poor boy:-)).

After hearing about the cesarean from the doctor, I informed my moms about it and at the same time we moved near the Operation Theatre as Yasmin was taken there. Moms were bit tense thinking about Yasmin’s impending operation. The time was 11:30 am and from my friends who had previous cesarean experience I came to knew that the operation would take at least 30 mins. So, I thought “It’s the longest 30 minutes I have to kill now:-(“. Minutes were passing one by one and I was feeling blank most of the time besides trying to comfort my mom and MIL from their clutches of fear of caesarian. Do you believe my mom is still afraid of injections and to avoid them and any other such treatment she doesn’t let us know if she gets little cuts or scratches most of the times?

Okey, I’ll talk about my mom’s phobias later. Now, we’ll go back near the OT in Max hospital. It was really one of the longest half an hour of my life, although the most rewarding one so far. So, at last it was five minutes past twelve and I heard someone calling out Yasmin’s name from the OT. I rushed to the OT door and in a moment a doctor came near me holding a baby in his hand. He handed the baby to me and told me something about the complications that might arise. I understood what he told me completely, but seriously I didn’t like to talk with him at that moment. I just held my little girl in my hand and it was like she’s always there for us. Definitely it was a strange feeling when I was holding her; it was like we got something that we craved for ages along with some unknown feeling that I couldn’t explain to anybody. I knew Yasmin was also happy as much as I was at that moment but her operation was not over yet. So, I couldn’t see her with our angel at that moment. The next moment I was surrounded by my mom and MIL followed by lots of phone calls and of course happiness that still continues with every day with our little Ayaat. Yes, the name is Ayaat Tahseen Hussain. Sometimes, we call her Dhundhun’s (our pet cat but more like our 1st child) little sister too.

Yesterday I was watching a Hindi-dubbed movie in UTV Action channel while taking dinner. I am not fond of the regular dubbed movies in this channel, but yesterday I realized that the levels of stupidity in dubbing had definitely reached a new low after watching a few scenes of the movie. It was an old Jackie Chan movie titled Snake in the Eagle’s Shadow. Don’t worry I’m not going to bother you with the review. I’m just citing some dialogs of the movie that too in plain hindi just as I heard yesterday:

Scene: Jackie Chan in a duel with another fighter

Sequence I:

Fighter: Tumne yeh technique kaha se sikha? (Where did you learn this technique?)

Jackie Chan: UTV Action main (In UTV Action, LOL)

Sequence II:

Jackie Chan: Ab tum emotional attyachar kar rahe ho! (Now, you are playing with my emotions)

Fighter: Emotional Attyachar to Bindaas pe aati hain (Emotional Attyachar comes only on Bindaas (another UTV channel)

Moreover, the movie was full of dialogs, where people  referred to Mahatma Gandhi (as Bapu) and his idealism to follow non-violence. Now, what will you call such weird dubbing? Are they promoting their channel or they are trying too hard to prove how stupid someone can be?

I also remember  a dubbed movie that I had watched  long time back, where the background score and even the songs played in the background were from the Hindi movie, Murder. At that time, I couldn’t relate the songs to the movie as that particular movie too was an action flick and by no stretch of imagination can Murder be called an action flick . May be I was dumb enough not to understand such genius and out-of-the-box experimentation in dubbing.  Poor me 😦

I have not done many things in my life. There are things that I want to do and there are some things that I can’t do and moreover there are things that I used to do but have not done for a long time. This thought came to my mind while I was going through a regular DailyPost blog of WordPress where a blogger posted his latest write-up on the things he didn’t do in the last one year. Immediately I thought, “There are lots of things too that I haven’t done in my last one year”. I tried to conjure the things I liked to do but hadn’t done in the last one year. Lots of things came to my mind, but I would like to post only about 10 things that I missed doing in the last one year.

  1. Going Home (Guwahati): I have not gone to Guwahati for more than a year. The last time I visited Guwahati was on April 2010 on the occasion of a friend’s wedding. It’s not like that I didn’t try or took leaves to go home during this time. In fact, I booked tickets to Guwahati for 3 three times last year. But circumstances changed so frequently that each time I had to cancel the tickets.
  2. Out for a Long Drive: I was planning to go for a long drive before I bought my car. I used to go for drives (not so long though) whenever I got a chance to come out with my dad’s car at home. But it’s been ages and now when I’ve got my own car, still I’m unable to manage time for a long drive. Sometimes I wonder “When you got time, you don’t have the resource; when you have the resource, you have to run after time”. This is the tragedy of life and for this I strongly believe doing things when I feel liking to do them rather waiting for the right time. So, the time for a long drive has now come, I guess.
  3. Played Tennis: I used to play tennis in the Delhi IIT with one of my good friends. He lived in the IIT campus with his sister, a research associate in IIT. I really enjoyed playing tennis there. But from the past one year or more, both my friend and I somehow stuck in personal and professional commitments in such way that we hardly got any chance to play tennis. Also, during this time I moved to Vaishali, Ghaziabad, which is quite far from IIT Delhi, minimizing the possibility of resuming playing tennis :-). Now, I got the rackets, set of balls, with no ground around as well as interested person to play tennis.
  4. Took a Holiday: Strange but true; I’ve not taken a holiday for more than a year. There have been a few occasions when I took off a day or two due to illness, marriage, or some other functions. That’s all.
  5. Celebrated Bihu with Friends: The main reason behind this is that during Bihu for the past couple of years I wasn’t able to visit Guwahati. The 2nd reason is most of my friends are in B’lore, while I and a few of my friends are left in Delhi. Also, there’s no holiday on Bihu here. So, ultimately Bihu celebration is confined to my family only for the last couple of occasions.
  6. Visited NSD: Yasmin and I used to visit NSD occasionally to watch plays. A couple of our very good friends also used to accompany us to those plays. In fact, they inspired us to instill this interest in me. But it has been a year or so that we haven’t visited NSD.
  7. Updated my Photo Blog: Sometimes I forget that I have a photo blog registered with BlogSpot. I started the blog after our office trip to Mashobra, Shimla last year. But since then the photo blog has become a still blog without any updates. I think I should not delay further to update the blog.
  8. Wrote more than 3 blogs in a month: This is perhaps dated back to the inception of my blog. I never wrote more than three blogs in a month in the WordPress blog. There are a few months when my blogging is nil. This year I will definitely going to break this jinx of three blogs. Wish me luck 🙂
  9. Did any origami: Yasmin is good in Origami. She has a couple of Origami books. I also gave her a book on Origami. Watching her making beautiful paper structures using Origami, I became interested in Origami. Many a times, I also joined her and tried to create some shapes and structures. Doing Origami together with Yasmin was fun. But it’s been more than a year since I haven’t done any Origami. It’s a good utilization of one’s free time and when something is created with paper without any cutting or tearing, it feels very good. I think it’s time to go back to the good old Origami days.
  10. Played Cards: I started playing cards, in fact learned how to play different card games during my hostel days. They are really exciting and addictive too sometimes; but overall, you can kill your whole night by playing cards, which me and my friends did many times in the hostel. After marriage, I taught Yasmin and my sister how to play cards and instantly they became interest in the game. We, three, usually used to play a game called ‘hazari’ (or thousand); it was like we had to play a game of ‘hazari’ after dinner almost every day, otherwise the dinner wouldn’t be going to digest :-). But as my sister went home for a longer period and we two got busy with our works a bit more, the frequency of playing ‘hazari’ minimizes, and in the past one year I hardly remember when I played a good game of card. But I’ll going to clear the dust from my pack of cards soon.

Am I Corrupt?

Last Sunday I was on my way to New Delhi domestic airport to pick my sister who is arriving from Guwahati. She was supposed to reach the airport by 8:30, but the flight got delayed and her arrival time changed to 11:50 pm. I started for the airport a bit early, near about 9:30 pm. Normally, it takes almost one hour to reach the airport from my place in Ghaziabad. Since the arrival time was after 11 pm and there would be some time consumed in luggage collection, I decided to wait on the way for sometime before the airport. So, while I was driving I saw some cars parked in a service lane near Vasant Vihar, from where airport is just about 4-5 kilometers. There are some cabs also waiting there. It was not an official parking lot, but there’s no sign for no parking too. So, I decided to park my car there and wait for the arrival of my sister’s flight. The main reason to do so was you cannot park your car for longer time in the airport’s arrival zone and if you want to park your car in the airport parking, it is very time consuming; you not only have to be on queue to get entry into the parking lot but also you have to wait in a long queue to move out of the parking. Therefore, I decided to stop my car beside the already parked cars in the Service lane near Vasant Vihar.

I was sitting inside my car listening to some music played in the FM without much thinking. Suddenly I heard a knock on my car’s window. I looked up and saw a policeman asking me to come out of the car. I lowered my car’s window and asked him what the matter was. But he didn’t listened to me. His simple instructions was “Pick up your registration, license, and come out of the car”. I was a bit perplexed as well as confused for some time. Then I took my car papers and wallet and got down from the car. The moment I got down, he started talking about Chalan, parking in the no parking area, etc. etc. I tried to explain him that I hadn’t seen any sign for no parking and I parked there because I saw other cars already parked in that area. But all my reasonings were unable to find an entry to the policeman’s ears. I must say that he was not at all rude with me, but at the same time, he was also not ready to listen to me. Still I tried to explain that it was my fault as I didn’t realize that it was a no parking zone. But he was insisted on keeping my registration and license and giving me the ticket. I was a bit angry but couldn’t react, coz I know it could make thing worsen.

So, I again asked him politely if there was any other mean that could prevent me from getting the ticket. I was clear in my intensions. I apologized first for something that I didn’t do intentionally. But since, there’s no value of sincerity, I took the wrong way. I know my approach was incorrect but at the same time, I didn’t want to hand him over my license and registration and next visit the court to pay out the chalan. The money was not the matter, but the time. I live in Ghaziabad and the court will be somewhere in Delhi. I had to waste one of my office days for something I didn’t do intentionally. So, I tried to negotiate with the policeman. As I enquired him about any other way to resolve the issue, he promptly replied “You are an educated person, should I need to explain you”. I got the hint and opened my wallet and gave him Rs200. He willingly took the money and told me that I can park there till he was patrolling the area. I was relieved and at the same time confused at the policeman’s change of behavior. The man who just a few minutes ago was firm like a stone pillar on giving me a ticket for parking in an unauthorized area was then asked me to stay there as long as he was there. It was funny but sad too. This is how I act corruptly in many such situations. But the question remains what pushed me to act corrupt? Would not be it simple if the policeman just warned me for parking in the no parking zone that day and let me went as it wasn’t intentional. It will be two-way beneficial. Neither the policeman nor I had to be indulged in some kind of corruption.

Cheese Omlette

I am a die-hard egg lover and I really relished this food habit of mine to the max while I was in New Jersey last February. I was putting up in Hilton Woodbridge which was nearby to my office. My routine there was to wake up in the morning at around 7 am and get freshened by the next half an hour and talk to my family members back home in the next half an hour. At 8 O’ clock, I headed towards the hotel cafeteria for the breakfast buffet. It was an assorted breakfast buffet containing most of my favorite edible stuffs. The center of attraction for me was the cheese omlette, which was prepared in front of me. I had to identify and order the ingredients, such as sausages, salami, bacon, ham, mushroom, onions, etc. as per my requirements in the omlette. Next, lot of cheese is added on it to make it mouth watery and irresistible. Most of the mornings in New Jersey I enjoyed this special omlette for my breakfast.

It’s been quite a while since I returned from New Jersey and I hadn’t had my favorite cheese omlette since then, till yesterday morning. It was a Sunday morning and when I woke up, my wife and sister were still enjoying their sleep. So, I didn’t disturbed them and decided to cook something myself for the breakfast. We have eggs always available in our fridge, added to that, you’ll find, Salami, cheese, and butter readily available. Seeing these stuffs in fridge, immediately the thought of having cheese omlette came to my mind. So, without wasting a moment I cooked three cheese omlette within 20 minutes. Being an egg lover, I really enjoyed omlette. However, when my wife today called me in office and asked me its recipe, I realized that it was actually good. So, I decided to share this tasty recipe with all you guys visiting my blog (though the number is still very less) in order to give you all a taste of mine. The recipe is what I’ve seen and assumed in Hilton cafeteria plus my own special touch. So, here it goes:

You need two fresh brown eggs (If I am cooking for myself, I’ll take at least three eggs, and brown eggs taste really taste yummy.

  1. A couple of Salami slices
  2. One or two slices of cheese
  3. One teaspoon of oil (I prefer soya oil, however, you can use any edible oil)
  4. Salt to taste (Black salt is preferable for taste)
  5. Black pepper
  6. You can add any other thing if you wish (options are chopped onions, tomato, mushroom, etc.)

The cooking process:

Break the eggs in a bowl and add quarter teaspoon of salt and half of quarter teaspoon of pepper (it may vary as per your taste) into it. Then thoroughly beat the eggs to mix with salt and pepper. Next, preheat one teaspoon of oil in a small round pan in medium heat. Small pan is preferable as to maintain the shape of the omlette. Meanwhile, chop the salami slices into small pieces and pour them onto the preheated oil on the pan. Next, allow the Salami to cook for two minutes, occasionally stirring with a wooden ladle. During this time, chop your cheese slice(s) into small square-sized pieces. After the Salami gets moderately cooked, add the egg mix onto it in such a way to form a round shape. You can spread the salami pieces a little bit in the pan to cover more space. Cook in moderate heat for around 3 to 4 minutes. Check if your omlette gets thicker or not. As it gets thicker, add the chopped cheese pieces onto the center of the omlette and then fold its sides to cover the cheese. Allow to cook it for one more minute in moderate heat. Then reverse the omlette and cook it for another one or half minute. Then reverse the omlette and your finger luscious cheese omlette is ready. I hope you will like it as much as I love it.

The moment Dhoni hit the 2nd ball of Kulasekara over the long on boundary on Saturday evening, I realized what I was missing in my life for so many years – the joy of Victory, the happiness of winning, the feeling of being a part of a cricket (not exclusive) team. The calm face of Dhoni as he hit the six, reminded me of our university days. We were crazy cricket lovers and were the champions for three years in a row. In fact, I feel proud to say that we were only defeated by once in three years, that too on a league match. So, being the undisputed cricket champs of our university days, I was nostalgic, ecstatic, and at that moment I really missed all my friends with whom I cherished those memories. If the Genie of Aladin came out at that moment and asked me what I wanted, I wouldn’t think twice to ask him to take me back to the university days. I’m still overwhelmed and would like to cut short my post here only thanking Team India, and especially Dhoni who instilled my passion for sports once again with his cool, calm, and calculated leadership.