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Finally I made it to Shirdi today
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Jan 4, 2011 2:28 am
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On Dec 29 I had posted a Blog Holy Shrine of Sai Baba indicating my inability to visit the Holy Shrine of Sai Baba the previous day. I was returning back to Mumbai to celebrate our 38th Wedding Anniversary. The same was celebrated in a quite ambiance by the Pool side in our club and my entire family was present. That included a grown up grandson of about 8 and two tiny tots below 2. The tiny tots just freaked out in the open area around. The full family with the latest editions was meeting after 5 years
Compliments from readers are leading to my celebrating the 40th Anniversary on Saturday, Dec 29, 2012 on a grand scale. So be it. A great idea indeed and the process of appointment of Event Managers for India and Overseas has begun. 
In the same Blog I briefly explained that by 1982 I had become chain smoker with a score of 40-50 cigarettes per day and was suffering on account of bad health as well as family tensions because of the booze and the smoking. I have also mentioned about Miracle at Shirdi in my Blog What is a Miracle????.
With the labour problem at the unit escalating I am again at the city of Nashik and found a free time slot this morning. At 6 am , I started for Shirdi which is about 90 kms from Nashik and by 8.15 am I was at the Shrine. The weather is just fine with the right degree of chill in the air and tolerable cold floor for the bare feet. In spite of being a working day and a Tuesday, there was a big queue and it took me almost an hour to reach the main hall. Could spend about ten minutes there.
I wish to assure all my friends here on IFF who asked me that I reached their individual prayers to Baba ; and also for Good Health and peace of mind for all my friendsknown to me by their IFF Handles. I don't know but Sai for sure knows all the individuals behind their handles.
I then received a message from Baba that for all those who so ever wants to visit Shirdi, I should make arrangements for the same. So my friends from India and Overseas wanting to visit Mumbai and visit the Shrine of Sai Baba , I am at your service. Feel free to get in touch.
In my next Blog I will narrate the miracle I experienced way back in 1982 at Shirdi. I am reminded of a writer who told me that your stories should be like a beautifully dressed woman- Long enough to cover the subject but short enough to keep the excitement alive.
So Ciao soon.
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Happy New Year
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Dec 31, 2010 1:09 am
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ZIP ZAP ZOOOOOOOM
GOOD BYE 2010>>>...............>>>>WELCOME 2011
WISHING YOU ALL
A HAPPY & PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR
FROM AAKASH WITH LOVE
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Holy Shrine of Sai Baba
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Dec 28, 2010 6:42 pm
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It is now 5 am here. I am starting my journey by road from Nashik to Mumbai. I have been camping here for the few days to solve very tricky Labour Union problem at our manufacturing unit. Police protection, vehicles being chased in the night , stone throwing and all. Plenty of tension , worries,stress,strain, acidity, hangovers. Problem yet not resolved. Traveling back home to celebrate our wedding anniversary. We got married in ’72 and this year the full family is at Mumbai.
Thankoooo Thankoooo.
Yesterday I had planned to visit the Holy Shrine of Sai Baba at Shirdi which is 90 kms one way from Nashik. I announced it here early morning in Lobby and lots of friends requested me to offer their prayers and seek blessings from this place which is full of stories of Miracles. At around 11 am when I wanted to leave, the Police Inspector posted in our Unit informed me that due to Christmas vacation, Shirdi would be extremely crowded and would take almost 4- 5 hours for Darshan of Sai Baba. I had to cancel my planned visit . Sorry friends. May be next week I will again attempt once the vacation period is over. In my last Blog on Miracles I had mentioned about a miracle experienced by me at Shirdi, something that saved me absolutely and that too effortlessly.
I started smoking when I was 12. Son of a top ranking Government Officer posted that time at Aurangabad, the bunglow had a contingent of 7 to 8 servants. Most of them smoked Bidis ( Indian version of cigar a very cheap substitute). I got into bad company in school and started smoking. The first cigarette I smoked, I remember, was Lal Quilla. The new generation will be shocked to learn that in ’62 a cigarette was available at 2 paise. A packet of more reputed brands like Scissors or Honeydew was available for 4 annas i.e. 25 p. Those were the days. The habit developed and from a cigarette a day gradually the consumption increased. After I finished Engineering, I joined Business School in Bombay and again the new Generation will be shocked to learn that in this Institute of repute dishing out 30 Management Post Graduates every year for the industry , smoking was permitted in class rooms. Amazing huh?
In the seventies smoking was considered as a sign of sophistication and a guy who didn’t smoke was looked upon as a ‘lalloo’. Smocking was a fashion statement. The consumption of ciggiees was increasing in leaps and bounds. Then I joined a multinational Oil company and the top brass smoked. Here I learned smoking pipe. During International travels, Duty free shopping invariably meant 200 cigarettes to be distributed to bosses and friends. Incidentally till just 10-12 years back, smoking was permitted on Board of Domestic and International flights.
After working for a few years in the refinery, I decided to start my own Engineering Construction business. Now the tensions and worries multiplied and smoking became impulsive. By ’82 I was smoking 40-50 cigarettes per day. When working in the night preparing tenders, if the stock of cigarettes got exhausted, I would pull out extinguished butts from the ash tray and light them till the last grain of tobacco was burnt. The first thing hands searched on getting up in the morning was for the pack of cigarettes.
Such heavy consumption was taking its toll. The alcohol intake was also high. In business you drink when you get an order, oh today you got payment, shit the client fired you, oh ho no harm in having one or two bottles of beer in the after noon. In short for drinking , any excuse is good enough to hit the bottle. Reminds me of that song by Kishore da- ‘Peene walon ko Peene ka bahana chahiye’ My health had started deteriorating. Whooping cough, perpetual cold and worst was the bad impact on my family. Better half had given up all hopes to reform . The kids were very young and my daughter particularly hated the smoke and drinks. But who cared ?
Oh God , punching out story first in darkness from 5 am to 6 30 am in the vehicle coupled with bumpy roads has taken its time. I have reached the outskirts of Mumbai. The miracle story will be blogged tomorrow. Just want to share with you that on the road see a lot of people walkingin opposite direction towards Shirdi. These brave devotees cover a distance about 270 kms in 7 days on foot. Some people I see are walking barefoot. Sai Bless them all.
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MEDIA REPORTING - ENJOY
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Dec 26, 2010 10:49 pm
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Harley biker is visiting the zoo in Calgary, Alberta when he sees a little girl leaning into the bars of the lion's cage.
Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the cuff of her jacket and tries to pull her inside, under the gaze of her screaming parents.
The biker without hesitation runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch.
Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings her to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly.
A CBC reporter has watched the whole event.
The reporter addressing the biker says, 'Sir, this was the most gallant and brave thing I've seen a man do in my whole life.'
The Harley rider replies, 'Why, it was nothing, really, the lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger and acted as I felt right.'
The reporter says, 'Well, I'll make sure this won't go unnoticed. I'm a journalist, you know, and tomorrow's paper will have this story on the front page... So, what do you do for a living and what political affiliation do you have?'
The biker replies, 'I'm a soldier in the Canadian military and a Conservative.'
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, on the front page:
CANADIAN SOLDIER ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH.
That pretty much sums up the approach to the news these days.
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What is a Miracle????
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Dec 21, 2010 2:10 am
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This morning had to take a trip to Nashik which is around 180 Kms from Mumbai and I started at 6 am sharp. It should not take more than 3 1/2 hours normally including a short break for snacks. As soon as we exited Mumbai and were on Bhiwnadi by pass , there was traffic jam. The trucker coming from the opposite direction had a window talk with my driver and informed that the traffic jam is for the next 10 kms or so and it should take atleast two hours to clear. Heavy trucks and containers had queued up on the road.
I was worried about missing my important meeting around 12 noon. I was supposed to meet my team, discuss various issues and then attend the meeting with the Client. I cursed my bad luck, prayed for some miracle to happen and coolly opened Net book and started chatting with the regulars there.
My driver found that by driving in the left most lane he would be able to move further and he started progressing aggressively. I was busy chatting with the morning group beauties from the other side of the plaNet , I did not realise that in a short span of 35-40 minutes we had come to the head of the jam where an accident had occurred and all the traffic was passing through single file at snails pace.
Wow. God Thank you I muttered. Wasn't that simply a miracle ? Now having finished the meeting am relaxing here in this cold city. I am wondering whats a miracle?
To me when you are in deep trouble facing a hopeless situation, you pray and if you come out of the situation with minimal damage then you say that it was a miracle.You thank God and it enhances your faith in Almighty
A friend of mine aged 66 , while playing tennis, had massive heart attack, was lying in ICU with all life support systems , ventilator etc. Doctors had given up hopes, had subtly hinted at calling all relatives . The patient was supported by heartfelt prayers of many and then on the third or fourth day he was off all the support systems, returned back home. He refused to undergo any further tests, takes some Homeopathic medicines.
This happened 10 years back. This friend is 76. Plays tennis, smokes and had 3 pegs every day. Isn't that a miracle?
Please share your views & your experiences. I will then tell you about two miracles in my life. The first one was that I passed Second Year Engineering with good marks and was selected for the Premier Mechanical Engineering branch ( a branch of my choice) for graduation. The second one was the one that cured me of a vice and gave a long life to live.
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IT PAYS TO BE SENIOR
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Dec 19, 2010 9:00 pm
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SENIORS TRAVEL
A travel agent looked up from his desk to see an old lady and an old gentleman peering in the shop window at the posters showing the glamorous destinations around the world.
The agent had had a good week and the dejected couple looking in the window gave him a rare feeling of generosity.
He called them into his shop: 'I know that on your pension you could never hope to have a holiday, so I am sending you off to a fabulous resort at my expense, and I won't take no for an answer.'
He took them inside and asked his secretary to write two flight tickets and book a room in a five star hotel.
They, as can be expected, gladly accepted, and were off!
About a month later the little old lady came in to his shop. 'And how did you like your holiday?' he asked eagerly.
'The flight was exciting and the room was lovely,'
she said. 'I've come to thank you but, one thing puzzled me. Who was that old guy I had to share the room with? He was too good'
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Doc visits a Gorgeous Lady Doc
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Dec 17, 2010 9:55 pm
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I went to the doctor's the other day and
found out my new doctor is a young
female, Sekxy and drop-dead Gorgeous!
I was embarrassed but she said, "Don't
worry, I'm a professional, a Doctor and I've seen it all
before.
Just tell me what's wrong and I'll check it
out myself."
I said, "My wife thinks my sperm tastes
funny..."
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A MAN'S JOURNEY
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Dec 16, 2010 4:55 pm
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The Journey of a Man
When I was 13, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend with big tits.
When I was 16 I got a girlfriend with big tits, but there was no passion, so I decided I needed a passionate girl with a zest for life..
In college I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional.
Everything was an emergency; she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened suicide.
So I decided I needed a girl with stability.
When I was 25 I found a very stable girl but she was boring.
She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything.
Life became so dull that I decided that I needed a girl with some excitement.
When I was 28 I found an exciting girl, but I couldn't keep up with her.
She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything.
She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as happy.
She was great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless.
So I decided to find a girl with some real ambition.
When I turned 30, I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground, so I married her.
She was so ambitious that she divorced me and took everything I owned.
I am older and wiser now, and I am looking for a girl with big tits.
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Hema Ko Hazir karo.
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Dec 15, 2010 4:58 pm
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When I studied Engineering at Poona I was a day scholar. In the Hostel there were groups of students from Bombay or Jalgaon or Dhuliya and so on. I was friendly with the Bombay group. After graduation I came to Bombay to study further and our Bombay group continued to meet and for the last 40 years the group of 7/ 8 guys is still very intimate. The families have joined and strengthened the group strength.
When we completed engineering in 1969 , Maharashtra was under prohibition. As students none had been initiated and introduced to drinking. Later prohibition was partially removed and Beer was made available openly. Haywards and Rosy Pelikan, Bombay Beer were some of the brands and price of a bottle was Rs 3 to 5. Those were the days when a fresh engineer earned Rs 300 per month and Gold was less than Rs 200 per tola. Today Gold is more than Rs 20,000 that too per 10 gms which is slightly less than a tola. Gradually the group members learned the art of relishing Beer- a fashion statement, a bottle or two was enough to intoxicate completely. Weekly meets became regular and soon patterns of behaviour post boozing got set. Soon later, alcohol was openly available as prohibition was lifted and a number of Bars sprang up in the city. One such bar where liquor was available at reasonable prices was located near Stock Exchange in Bombay-- Lalit Bar. The group members by then had Post graduated to now drink Whiskey and Rum . The venue for weekly meet was often Lalit Bar. It used to be open past midnight and at that hour not many customers were there. Who so ever was there was sufficiently drunk.
Let me now introduce a group member Vasha. I very kind and gentle hearted wonderful guy. Ever helpful. But after a few drinks the personality changed. He became loud and very assertive.
One week end on a Saturday noon I was strolling around Taj and Gateway of India and saw that the locale was being used for film shooting. A bullet mobike, Rajesh Khanna and Dream Girl Hema Malini going around with some Hippies as extras . That was a song sequence which became very popular -' Zindagi Ek Safar Hai Suhana, Yeha Kal Kya Ho Kisne Jaana'. The year was , I think 1972.
Same evening the gang met in Lalit Bar, and gradually the spirits had started rising. Clock struck mid night and on a table nearby there were three burly guys drunk. One of them was virtually dosing on the table. At intervals of 10- 15 minutes he would wake up and shout and ask his colleagues " Waaaat hyappened?'and the again drop dead on the table. The gang was enjoying this.
Naturally at that hour the gang members were also high. I narrated the story of shooting witnessed that afternoon and commented that the Dream Girl Hema was actually not so fair. Her arms were somewhat dark without make up. Our friend Vasha was on the highest cloud. He said that all the film heroines are ' available' for a price. All ridiculed him. Some one asked him about Hema Malini. Yes she is available for Rs 10,000. A big sum of money then.
The discussions were then turned towards ridiculing and challenging Vasha. He started becoming louder and louder.
'Ofcourse Hema is available for Rs 10,000. Do you have 10 thousand ? I will get her NOW .' yelled Vasha. There was silence for a moment.
The table nearby stirred. ' Waaaaat hyappened ? '
His friends told him that Hema was available for ten grand. He looked at our table, got up, opened his briefcase and swaggered towards our table. He placed Rs 10,000 on the table, caught Vasha and ordered him to get Hema Malini. NOW. After initial laughter, we realised the seriousness of the situation. The huge and hefty drunk guy had gripped Vasha tightly. He was dead serious in his demand and had money with him. Uffffff. None of us were physically as strong as the Waaat Hyappened guy and his friends. It took herculean efforts to diffuse the situation and come out unhurt.
After almost 40 years when ever the gang meets , this episode is invariably remembered when Vasha gets high.
Waaaat hyappened?
The gang will meet on Dec 22 at my place.
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Boccelli Shoes of $ 300
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Dec 14, 2010 10:10 pm
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Gennaro is in this country for only 6 months. He walks to work 20 blocks every day and passes a shoe store.
Each day he stops and looks in the window to admire the Boccelli leather shoes.
He wants those shoes so much... it's all he can think about.
After about 2 months he saves the price of the shoes, $300, and purchases them. Every Friday night the Italian community holds a dance in the church basement.
Gennaro seizes this opportunity to wear his new Boccelli leather shoes for the first time.
He asks Sophia to dance and as they dance he asks her,
"Sophia, do you wear red panties tonight?"
Startled, Sophia replies, "Yes, Gennaro, I do wear red panties tonight, but how do you know?"
Gennaro answers, "I see the reflection in my new $300 Boccelli leather shoes. How do you like them?"
Next he asks Rosa to dance, and after a few minutes he asks, "Rosa, do you wear white panties tonight?"
Rosa answers, "Yes, Gennaro, I do, but how do you know that?"
He replies,"I see the reflection in my new $300 Boccelli leather shoes. How do you like them?"
Now as the evening is almost over and the last song is being played, Gennaro asks Carmela to dance. Midway through the dance his face turns red. He states, "Carmela, be stilla my heart,
please, please tell me you wear no panties tonight, please, please, tella me this true!"
Carmela smiles coyly and answers, "Yes Gennaro, I wear no panties tonight."
Gennaro gasps, "Thanka God .. I thought I had a CRACK in my $300 Boccelli leather shoes!"
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