I looked at him as I locked my computer on this friday evening. He was finishing the final few activities in the project, as he was supposed to leave onsite on another assignment.
I queued Anoushka's Yaman Kalyan and Kirwani back to back in my ipod and lifted my bag. He was playing some old country songs in his winamp, while his IDE was talking to cvs to check in the last set of files.

I entered the cab and removed my slippers. (Being barefoot makes me so happy!) He was tying the lace of his shoes - getting ready for his longest association with shoes, after his high school days.

He is 26, well, an year younger to me. I know him quite well. Its not surprising that we share the same name. People have told me that we are so alike (many can't differentiate between the two of us), but somehow I feel we are pretty different, in spite of all those similarities.

  • He has never seen snow, never been to skiing.
  • He has never heard Prem Joshua (Jeez, and he still claims to have a great collection of music!) Buddha Bar, latino music, Anoushka. He is so far away from the range of country songs and bhaavageethe that I have listened to.
  • He rarely watches foreign films - Good bad and ugly, Schindler's list, Life is beautiful being a few exceptions. I am atleast 300 movies older than him - he has not even heard of Shawshank Redemption, Memento, Amores Perros, Requiem for a dream, Pulp fiction etc. I have seen more Robert de Niro movies than the total number of english movies he has seen!
  • He watches television, though not as intensely as he used to ten years ago. I hate watching TV (perhaps the only proof to say that I am not an idiot!)
  • He thinks that namesdatabase and orkut are the same. (Can you believe that?)
  • He has no idea about cooking. I am more than a decent cook and almost an authority when it comes to egg noodles :)
  • He rarely utters four letter words (and the only word he uses is 'crap') My usage of four letter words can almost match Joe Pesci!

I go on comparing myself to him, and feel a sense of superiority.
But, at the same time, I realize that he was more peaceful, less complex person. I wish I was as tolerant as him - not getting irritated so easily, not saying f@*$ everytime I get stuck in a traffic jam!

The screeching sound of the bus brakes bring me back to reality. And I sense a 28-year old man with the same name as mine observing me very keenly!

December 2002.
It was when a lot of people were quitting the company where I was working. Everyday somebody used to come to my cubicle and say "Today is my last day...I have not yet decided where to join...well, keep in touch" Then, I think I had the concept in the back of my mind. While I was listening to some country song, I just happened to utter the line "Admiration's the name of the feeling that I had". I thought for a while and the second stanza was ready. By evening, I was done with the whole song (including the tune!)

Until late 2004, nobody was even aware of the existence of this song! One evening, there was power cut at my home and I recorded this song in my mobile out of sheer boredom (which I had intended to delete later and forgot!). My brother listened to the song the same weekend, when he was looking at my mobile and he kind of liked it. Even a few of his friends and some of my colleagues heard it and they also liked it. Finally, I developed great courage and sang it in a trip and also on the company anniversary day!

This song, by no means, is completely original. This is inspired by Kenny Rogers' "Coward of the county" (the rhythm), Jim Reeves' "He'll have to go" and Porter Wagoner's "Cold Hard Facts of life" (the mood of the song)

Download the song in mp3 format or zip format .
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PS: Volcano Girl is a fictional character!

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