Hey Deepak,
It is your birthday and I have to write a little message for you (super Gay). So I thought…. What better than a conversation from the past that defines our friendship the best. The following conversation might sound lame but it talks about how both have us have taken the biggest decisions of our lives.
(Early January 2012, Gtalk chat)
me: what are ur thoughts
deepak: Germany professional part will be very good
But personal will suffer
US personal will be set
And u can get a good profile as well
Maybe not as good as bmw
But something worth considering
Ofc things will depend a lot on timing
me: sure...
personal life toh paise pe hai.. if i have some extra money
money can buy me some happiness
deepak: But i feel ki u shud make up ur mind what is ur priority
me: abhi toh its like beggars are not choosers
let me look at my options first
deepak: Money se tu sab kuch nahin kar sakta bhai (ONE MORE TIME)
me: we are overthinking right now
i knew this was coming..
deepak: Tu bata... When u were in germany if u had more money what wud have changed?
me: i was going to justify my statement ... but i tht right now its important to create options
i could have just traveled to UK to see you with the money
i could have got a bike and went riding in the mountains
deepak: :)
me: been to bars and picked up German women :P
taken language courses
all that i did in Pune
not that i picked up desi women in Pune :P
deepak: Good..fir koi tension nahin
(End)
Since most of our posts are laid out on songs in one way or the other, so I chose a song that talks about the other aspect of our lives - Luck.
Here are the lyrics:
Artist: Creedence Clearwater Revival
Song: Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no
We have all that it takes to be fortunate in our own ways. Besides the “Luck favors the brave” aspect of our lives, the success we have had has always been about our confidence, hard-work and OUR choices.
Loads of good luck and gay wishes!!
Happy Birthday!!
- Sunny
1 comment:
Sunny, first of all the comments on the other posts are meant for their tier 1 suppliers and not you, so you are not my Jaan and the gay feelings are one dimensional here :P
Secondly, thanks a lot for coming up with this idea. Lastly, nothing much. All four (or maybe 3) of us don't need words to describe our lives, we have engines, valves, zepps and lizard kings to keep us bonded for life.
So DG jayanti ke is paavan avsar par sab milke bolo
"We are the lizard kings and we can do anything"
Baaki duniya ko kuch nahin samajh raha hoga i know, but maaf hai :)
DG
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