Right Now!!

Right Now, I am looking for a girl, who is indolent and emotional and most importantly young because..

This is what my horoscope says for this week:

"An indolent and emotional young woman in a controlling position at work may over react and create difficulties for you"

The yeaR tHat waS'nt..!!

It’s 1 am in the morning. Droopy eyes and a super tired body of mine are hinting that I should probably hit the bed. But after thinking that everything moves so fast why won’t this moment last? I cannot hold myself back.

With a glass of Bournvita Filled Hot Milk beside me and my up- and –barking dogs, I have decided that I have to pen down my thoughts about the year which is about to end. ‘The year that was’nt’.!!

Yes I know I am sounding like one of those old men who sit on park benches and complain or rail against the system.

Randomely compiling Thoughts and Wannabe Trends this year…..

• As the year comes to an end, if we look back and we’ll found the most Innovating Technology of 2011, I am sure the Google will also Display Result ‘Anna Hazare’..!!

The Second Freedom Struggle: We are 20-something. Our knowledge of Gandhi-ism comes from Munnabhai. Our idea of political struggle is inspired by Rang De Basanti. We consider ourself apolitical because “all politicians are crooks.” We think we can live in peace with Pakistan if only the politicians get out of the way. We normally change the channel whenever there is anything remotely seriously political on TV  because “Yaar these politicians are such buddhas”. We all saw the Islamic revolution in Libya, Egypt  (of course we thought it was a mass uprising of the “democracy” against “dictator” because our Indian news channels told us) and thought “Hey dude, I want my Tahrir Square. Looks so cool ya.” And so when this hullabaloo over corruption happens, we put on our white T-shirt, balance a Gandhi topi on our head, paint colors on our face (the news channels always pick these girls up to show), go wild on Facebook, and then, with all friends, hang out at the Maidan.

So far, it’s fine. Not that I like it. But it’s fine.


But then we decide to call this “India’s second freedom struggle”. Why? It’s a cute marketing slogan.
But Just Imagine If the first freedom struggle was about rock-concerts, theme songs, one-day cutey “de-tox” fasts, and a half-drunk actor and a honest management guru fulminating on stage….then we have no idea. Not that I would not dare attempt to tell you what it was, but it consisted of lives torn, 1 year or two year in dark cells on islands (as we have seen in movies like Bhagat Singh or Shaheed) and sacrifice of the type none of us would dare to understand. Not that we need to either.

The point though remains. Do we really need to think that this is the “second freedom struggle”. In any way, We can argue till the cows come home about everything else about this whole Lok Pal thing, but can we agree on this? Please?


We don’t have to make our decisions based on the expectations of others. We have to live with this system, not with the others.

• Subject Lines are the Toughest!!

The title sounds little weird and so does the blog. It can be a source of annoyance too, but trust me you will agree upon it.. 'Caption Obvious' Here states....

All that begins must come to an end, or at least change into something else. It is inevitable, Right?

Why, then do goodbyes take us by surprise? Why is it so difficult to let go... to cope with change?

All of us use labels. We label things, We label places, We label memories and experiences. But most often, we label people. Not everyone supports the words though.

I have been thinking about it. In a way, labels make life more convenient. For instance, if I label someone I know as 'outspoken, but good at heart', I would know better than to take offence at every little thing they say. If I label a person as 'selflessly helpful', I know who to go to when I need a favour. Quite convenient, no? No. Because we end up labelling not only people we know, but also ones we barely have any clue about.

Labeling the Present year...

A week later If you ask me, how was the year that went by? My reply would be - Good and bad in bits and parts. :) In 2010 I grinned and said 'quite awesome!'. Like the child  who burns his hand, yells his lungs out and then forgets it all as soon as he sees a bar of chocolate, I would forget the lows and stick to my reply. The 2011 for me is not an improved version at all. Life is still all chillu types and I still think that there is a silver lining behind the darkest of clouds. But yes, I learned diplomacy. So the year was a mixed bag of sorts.

Like I said, its been a good and a bad year in bits and parts. I will choose to remember the times that I smiled. I will hope to learn from the mistakes I made. I will make in the happiness and I will forget the tears. For those I hurt, I am sorry. For those I loved, I am all mush. Live with it. For those I shouted at, it was just a moment. Never meant it. For those I forgot, call me and tell me I'm a jerk. For those I call friends, thank you. For everything.

This post marks the beginning of the third.

Happy Birthday Amit - 13th Nov

The frozen emotions

the mesmerising potions

in your eyes so deep

preciously the dreams they keep

when we talked, sadness bid adieu

the aura, the presence was all about you...

Hold...
Twist...
Turn...
Open.... Let the Champagne pour...

wishing you the loveliest day ever...
May all the happiness of the world...touch your
feet...

Cheers!!


Palang Tod Happy Birthday..

Jangli Jawani party man…

Dedication: Dekha jo tujhe yaar, Dil mein Baji Guitar… ;) ;)

The Pessimistic Optimist!!

Who is an optimist?

One who looks on the bright side of life, though they know that nothing will ever get better or One who sees the glass half full?

Yeah, that's how the defintion goes.

And who is a pessimist?

One who sees the glass half empty..!! Hmm May be Right!!

And who is a Person who sees the glass half empty initially, doubts… why isn't it half full, but then feels really thankful, alteast there is some water in it.

I will happily shot that glass in one gulp, and chase it down with half remained empty.

So, for me, the optimism slowly makes a way through pessimism. I see the negativity first, I doubt, and then I see the positive side.

I am not by nature ‘an optimist’. Nor am I a total pessimist. 

I don't say I am a die hard optimist. I would want to be one, but unless one sees the negativity, it is very difficult to appreciate the positivity.

I remember so many discussions I had with a very good friend of mine today. We would talk about the fact that why are’nt things going our way.

If I have a Bike, I am happy until a few days after I get it, then a while later, I complain. I want a car. I am 'not happy' with a Bike anymore. I look at someone driving a car, and wish how I had one too!
The urge to increase the limit of your happiness, causes sadness.

Basically, if wishes and desires never existed, we'd be happy, with only being Alive. Life in itself is so beautiful, it gives so much happiness to see the wonderful things around. 
But mind usually causes the harm. And I accept, my mind has caused me some major destruction.

Heart only feels, mind interprets. Eyes only see, mind sketches dreams, nose takes in beautiful fragrances, mind registers 'attraction'.

It's the mind, that is the culprit. And nobody on this earth can be a pure, genuine optimist. 

One has to fight the negativity initially and embrace the beautiful brightness of positivity.

If I say I am 100% honest, I wouldn't sound reasonable. :P
I accept all my faults, deal with my weaknesses and attempt sincerely to become a better human being. 
My friends, who've known me for a while, would agree and see the intermittent developments and un-developments in my nature.

Pata Nahi What is the case with life and human evolution is? When you are good, when you feel good, it doesn't mean you have become the perfect person. 

One has to move on, also experience the road jerks, face illogical behaviour, negative feeling, rejection, heartbreaks. 
And when you have seen a patchy road, you still move on towards your destination expecting a scenery, don't you?

My random mood swings, frustrations, desperations, are just a fact, that I am moving on and not staying stuck to an illusion of a beautiful life. I cannot be held back by good gestures, pretty illusions nor by negativity and frustrations.
I am glad, that after so many miserable thoughts and behavior, I always wake upto to optimism. 

And I thank the love in my heart for that and ofcorse the very good ferind of mine who understands me for that.. 


Then what should I be called then?

The Pessimistic Optimist!!

Any Plan Dude??

We have brains… ‘we can think’, we search reason’.

But is this a necessary condition for a reason to exist.

The Big plan of Universe!! How we would love to think there is a big plan being played out.

We are the part towards a meaningful existence. We find comfort in that thought which leads to peace in mind.

But then again it this a necessary condition for a reason to exist.

We are evolving – towards… ??? ‘Towards something which is better than now ??  We are not satisfied with the 'NOW' we never will be, otherwise we would have never build huge environment changing things for a better life.

I use the adjective 'Changing' here instead of destroying because i believe that even if we change earth to the brink of non-existence for humans (as we know it) Life will go on.

There will be birth , there will be death, may be not the one that questions and manipulates, but life nonetheless.

So keeping aside the question whether there is really a Universal Plan. I would like to ask - How much better we feel after thinking that it really does?

Frankly because we are not going to realize the answer in near future. Maybe we are just moving through a time-space closed tube and soon we will reach where we started and start over again.

So is there a plan? I ask ? Does it matter? I dont know, there are theories about whats after death. I can keep faith in one of them and follow. But Does it matter? I will die!! Maybe there is just a blank screen after that, maybe another journey, maybe a judgment for my deeds or a free hand to heaven.

But Does it matter?
What matters is what i do when i can do them?
So is there a plan?

I dont know about the Cosmic one, but there is one i have made for myself. Chances are always uncertain if my plan will go through, but that the best i have to live with and keep making it, refining it and let the Universe worry about its plan.

TERI MAA KI AANKH !!

Maa Ki Aankh, zamana hi badal gaya hai. I never knew that the word BEEP has so many synonyms. We should be nationally acclaimed to recommend this word for the most prominent and respectable place in Guinness Book of World Records. We as a nation seem to be devided on Baba Ramdev, Anna Hajare, Lokpal version of Civil Society and Government, Rahul Gandhi’s Prime Ministerial candidature and Aishwarya Rai Bachchan’s professional ethics. BEEPING is the panacea that can bind us together and can set forth our national pride. It’s the sole recipe for the national unity. What deserves more applause for the word 'Beep' is that it has some smarter, futuristic and forward looking cousins like 'D K Bose' that doesn’t even need to be beeped. The BEEPING is going through a major phase of Evolution. Here is to toast for Beeping. Cheers!!!

Gone are the days for MC-BC. Today, we need to create no more abbreviations. Beeping is the solution. Aap kisi ki bhi MB1 ker sakte hain, all you need is a dexterous hand in beeping. When Dilip Kumar sung ‘sala main to sahib ban gaya’, eyebrows were raised. 'Aflatoon' in late 90s got some attention. When Vishal Bhardwaj uses the word 'Chutiyam Sulphate' in his movie we get nostalgic about our school day’s chemistry lab and smile. 'Ye Sali zindagi' brings in more creativity. 'Delhi Belly' and 'Buddha...' are welcome as a part of Neo-Experimentation. Shekhar Kapur should be spared for Bandit Queen, I personally feel.

Is it a welcome change? Just after Release of 'Delhi Belly' I was watching Aamir Khan and his team on a TV show where Aamir was just shyish to answer the questions and was not able to say it with utmost conviction. It’s a matter of time dear Aamir. You need not to be shyish for long. Soon there will be lionish roars on the subject. Mr. Khan said that knowing the nature of the film he himself applied for ‘A’ certification. I wonder Sensor Board has to create a new category called ‘BC’ soon for such movies that are greatly involved in BC.

It’s not a new phenomenon in our country. Only thing is that we are glamourizing the whole gamut of beeping now. Raju Srivastava, the comedian, in one of its act touched upon the subject by saying ki behan ki gali to pura desh de raha hai. So true. If I remember correctly then it was in late 80s when Chowdhary Devilal in one of his press conference or interview used this word mentioned by Raju Srivastava five times. Indian Express published it using the dotted lines. That was just the conception of beeping.

The government may have reservations in legalizing betting, homosexuality and prostitution etc but it is not at all averse to the idea of Beeping. Soon, I hope there will be a bill in the parliament where our representatives will collectively strike off the word ‘unparliamentary’ from the constitution and everything thenafter will be parliamentary only. A great relief for our politicians from Haryana!

Beeping is the worthy activity. We all know that we were cooperating since long to give birth to it. And finally it is here.

And you the readers beep beep beep beep will only read it or will comment too?

'Being Human' : A Tribute to Salman Khan

I have practically lived on movies. They have always been part of my staple diet since gaining consciousness. I see all kinds of movies, but since the last few years, I prefer watching ‘sensible’ cinema, especially Bollywood films. And when sensible cinema is uttered, there is only one name which comes to our mind immediately, viz. Aamir Khan. I have been an ardent Aamir Khan fan for two reasons.. Very First, his talent and  second  him as a person..

I have never been a Salman Khan fan. I find him too stiff to be an actor. Acting as well as dancing seems to be an arduous task for our desi ‘mini hulk’ (As he is just 5’9”). I remember watching the 1999 Filmfare awards where he was honoured with a Best Supporting Actor award for ‘Kuch Kuch Hota Hai’. Manoj Bajpai was amongst the nominees for his immortal portrayal of ‘Bhiku Mhatre’ in the cult film ‘Satya’. During Salman Khan’s acceptance speech he mentioned that Manoj Bajpai can win another award, but for him it will be very tough in the future. This showed that Salman Khan was aware of his shortcoming in the acting department. The only film to be an exception where he genuinely performed well and received critical acclaim was Tere Naam. (Salman Khan made me cry in this film. Usually when he cries on screen, I tend to laugh). Nevertheless, his act on ‘Mujhse shaadi karogi’ was acceptable..

Today I saw First Trailor of ‘Body Guard’ and Salman Khan has earned a zealous fan in me!

After watching his Dabanng and Ready I realized the Salman Khan aura. Why he has so many fans? Because he is what he is! That’s all I could think of.

His imperfect ‘Bhaiyya’ act, his poor dialogue delivery, his super stiff dance, his Rajnikanth inspired Ray Ban exploits, all made me jump out of the seat and clap for him. His imperfections were appearing so perfect for Chulbul ‘Robinhood’ Pandey! Throughout the films my eyes were fixed on him. Yes, even during traditional looking beauty Sonakshi Sinha shared screen space with our Salman Khan.

I have never felt anything like this before! But these News channels made me think about this.  Salman is looking forward to doing south remakes now. Salman’s upcoming KICK has some serious WTF moments, But it will also entertain a certain section of people.
I know I cannot change the opinion of masala movie fans. These movies strongly entertain..

But, When I watch an Aamir Khan film, I’m watching a Rancho, or a Bhuvan or a Nikumbh. But during Dabanng or Ready it was SALMAN KHAN throughout!

Maybe it’s his imperfection. Maybe it’s his style. Maybe it’s his characteristic.

Now I know what it is to be a Salman Khan fan. Cheers to our Sallu bhai!

P.S.: The script for a prequel as well as a sequel to Dabanng is ready. I really hope both of them are made. I can’t wait to see Pandey-ji once again in action. Kamaal kartein hain Pandey ji.

Drinking and its Aftereffects!!

The first thing in the human personality that dissolves in alcohol is dignity. When the wine goes in, strange things come out..(May be)

But, let me make it clear to all who thinks that m I drunk or not?

Nah!! I’m Alright, only two pegs down!!

Have you ever woken up with so huge a hangover you can not hear anything past the loud drumming of your head? Have you ever woken up remember nothing of the previous night but the bottles of beer/wine on your hands? Has your head hurt so badly trying to think of all the things you did last night? Have you ever shrieked in horror listening to all the things you said when you were drunk?

It is always crazy what you say when you are drunk, isn't it? Drinking - It does things to people. It starts with an innocent enough single drink. You say' It is alright, it is just a single drink,' but somehow you never realy end up not having a bottle throughout the whole night. It is alright at first but once the number starts increasing, there is realy no holding you back. You heartbeat starts accelerating, you can hear your blood pumping in your ears and everything around you becomes huge and somehow magnified. You go into this crazy mode saying all the inappropriate things, doing all the things you know you shouldn't and just being crazy. You know you are not suppose to say it but you end up saying it anyway. You know you are not suppose to do it but you end up doing it anyway. It is not that you don't know it’s a bad idea doing things you know you will regret, it is just that although you try you can't help but do it. Furthermore once a drunkard (piyakad) mind takes hold of somethings you can never realy make one forget.  

Drinking also gives you courage.You say things that you wished you had said when you weren't drunk - someone hurt you, you say it. Some one gave horrible comments about you, you confront her about it. Someone did something horribly bad, you give your opinion to that too! If you are happy, you become crazy with happiness, if you are sad, you are inconsolably sad and if you are angry there is no controlling your rage. Furthermore the problem with drinks it, once you are a bit tipsy you just want to have more, more and more.

You never realy know it but somehow you end up asking all the inappropriate questions, doing all the improper things and having the time of your life. But to be fair, it is not the night you should be scared of, it is the morning after the night that you should actually dread. The awkwardness that people treat you with the next morning because you said something you shouldn't have, the amused gloating expression that other people carry when they see you, the delight they take in telling you about your crazy night escapade. And more often than not, the people who doesn't talk to you because you told them exactly what you felt the night before and it got too much to handle for them. That is what you should worry about, not the drinks. That is what is scary about getting drunk, not the crazy night but its consequences.

Sometimes you have to hear the most hindi pictures irritating dialogues like ‘Aa gaya Sharabi…dekho kaise jhoomta hua aa raha hain’..’baap to tha hi sharabi, ab beta bhi ban gaya hain’, bata de kutte ab jua kab khelna seekh raha hain’? Yeah…these are the dialogues which I used to hear when It all started with me. My father used to take my side… Son, how do you get Hangover with only one or two beer…Y don’t you try wine next?.. My Mother used to stare at me angrily!!

Someone once told me that he is able to produce the best of his work when he is not sober. He said it takes hold of his creativity and makes him write whatever comes into his mind and gives him the best of results. I thought I could try the same tonight. So this is me writing this piece when I am as he would call it 'out' trying to bring out my creativity as he so insist drinking does. But to be truthful, I don't think it does because I would not want to call this the best of my writing. I would want to think I have much more to contribute than this and that I will get so much more better at writing than this - that this is nothing compared to what I would want to be able to write. 

But hey, even with drinks I could still type without errors and write a whole piece, so that i can tell you the difference between a grape and an elephant?

I feel sorry for people who don't drink. They wake up in the morning and that's the best they're going to feel all day. 

Obssessed with the word ‘Love’

Romance & Love Stories

Have you ever noticed how popular love stories are? Visit any blog and you will find at least one story about love. Read any magazine and there will always be a short story dealing with love. More often than, not love stories always seem to have the upper hand in any situation, Try posting a love story in Facebook or blogging about love. It will have more likes and comments than any other post and in a shorter span of time too.

There is no question that romance is the most popular genre. The fact that Chetan Bhagat (as he is the most popular writer known to youths today) alone releases 4 titles in few years how large the reading audience really is, as opposed to merely 16 titles of other combined genre. Pick up any book from a library and there is more chance of it being a love story than anything else. The stories does not even have to do with the typical love between men and women, there are stories revolving around a mother's love, about love between two friends, brotherly love, love in a family and everything else that can possibly be constituted but it always revolve around the idea of love.

Furthermore, no matter what the story is, there is always a short span of romance in each book. Take our Bollywood super duper hit films. One should be agree with the fact that no doubt DDLJ is the most popular movie of our time, One could easily observe himself/herself in place of SRK and Kajol in green fields of Punjab. Do anyone correlate himself with Sunny deol of border or Ajay Devgan of Bhagat Singh.. Obviously no.. All the situations above seem to have some notions about love.

 
Every writer seem to be obsessed with love story. They either write about a past love that they have experienced, an ongoing experience or something that has happened to someone else or sometimes even a story that he/she wishes to avoid. A few years ago there was a huge obsession with happy ending. Pick up any book and it always provided you with a happy ending. It doesn't matter how many villains were after the couple, it didn't matter whose family objected their union, it didn't matter how impossible their love was, in the end love conquered all and the writer always provided you with the perfect ending. The prefect example – Chetan Bhagat Novels and many more in that similar series.

I suppose the charm lies in being able to manipulate the story as one wishes. You are the writers, you can do anything you please with the story. The situation you choose will be your own, your characters in will be yours alone, you can choose a happy ending, you can choose an 'unfinished' one, you can damn well kill the lovers if you want. People often write their own prefect ideals in the theme of the story. One can make your 'hero' to be handsome, dashing and charming, employing all the characters that one, oneself find more appealing and creating your own version of perfect guy. The girl will be beautiful, sweet and prefect presenting your own version of the ideal mate. It is always about one's own mind playing out their own ideals of romance and readers love it, falling for the same old ideals of love and chivalry, searching for their own perfect boy/girl in the pages of some story, hoping the love story comes true for them.

They say male readership is mostly associated with romance but if you are a female and reading this, don't tell me you haven't read a love story and liked it. Don't tell me you haven't written one yourself, be it with hatred or with remembrance. Everyone always does it at least once. Of course, one can always write about politics but there will always be someone who won't be interested, you can write about currents affairs and there will always be someone who is not affected thus not bothered to read about it. But that never seem to be the problem with romance. People always seem to stop and read a love story - some because they can relate, some because they want it to happen to them and some merely because they want to feel it - but people always do read.

We are obsessed with love stories, with romance. Most stories are written about love. Most people prefer to write about romance, most readers want to read about love. Story telling doesn't seem to function without the theme of love. But why? Why are we so obsessed with this idea of love? What is so special about a love story? Most often these love stories are fictional, portraying the desire for a world full of love that we want to live in, so does that mean the real world we live in doesn't contain love? Are we living in a world which is so out of love that the only place we can find love is in the stories? Does reality contain no love? Furthermore, most characters these love story presents are creations of the writer's mind so does that mean the world is full of jerks that the only perfect version one can find in a man is in the books? Are there no boys who actually equate a girl's ideal love? Most people read love story to escape reality so does that mean that the reality we face is not of a world full of love? People say that one only obsesses over things they don't have so if love exists in the real world, doesn't obsessing over something we already have seem redundant.

“Kuch Kuch hota hai Rahul… Tum Nahi Samjhoge”

“Kuch Kuch Hota hai Anjali… Tum nahi Samjhogi”

We aRe neW Freedom Fighters of Facebook!!

Story is Fully Filmy Freinds…

Yeah we are new Freedom fighters of facebook.. We fight for the rights of people to admitt or choose their relationship status on facebook..(If they are not knowing). Publicizing private relationships comes with its own share of snags. Depending on how many comments and ‘like’s a status update invites, the effect of the public exposure on a relationship can be assessed.
We all might have heard anywhere or came across with few funny facts like “When falana’s girlfriend broke up with him and 15 people liked it, that didn’t help the recovery process”(lolzzz)…

However, not all status updates can be considered as true.
In countries where same-sex marriages are already legal, these options will not appear. There should be options for people to genuinely and authentically reflect their relationships on Facebook.”

Facebook already has the following relationship statuses:

ü     Single

ü     In a relationship

ü     Engaged

ü     Married

ü     It’s complicated

ü     In an open relationship

ü     Widowed

ü     Separated

ü     Divorced

Nowadays, it is no longer considered strange or awkward to shout out to the whole wide world whether we are in a committed relationship or have just broken up with somebody. Just Read, Few months before a man was arrested because he changed his Facebook relationship status! [Link] That’s the crazy world we live in today.

So if Facebook is trying to make the site more practical and provide options for people to genuinely and authentically reflect their relationships, I was thinking, why not add a few more relationship statuses, you know, stuff that actually happen in real life.

Here is my list of few Facebook relationship statuses that are totally practical today. Feel free to add yours at the comment section. I’ll include them in this post later.

*Absent minded: Forgot in which relationship

*first come, first serve

*is changing religion to____

*is committed with____ what's her name again???

*At-risk population (might die a virgin)

*is in a one-sided relationship with ____

*Girlfriend of ___’s boyfriend

*Conveniently single (depending on your annual income)

*Is competing with ___ for ___

*In a secret relationship with ____

*Has turned an egosexual (in a relationship with the self)

*Married, but ready to mingle.

*in a complicated love triangle with____and___

*is faking a relationship

*charges 1000 bucks for a good relationship, hourly.

*virgin, but not by choice.

*Is in a meaningful relationship with Facebook alone

Your turn :)

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"Mythbusters"

After lots of meet ups with my non-IT friends, relatives, strangers, Pan vallahs rickshaw wallahs, etc etc. I noticed that the moment you say that you are an Engineer, they have already made some assumptions about you.

"Beta tum computer engineer ho?"
ME: "Haan"
Aunty: "Beta hamaara computer bighad gaya hai... mera beta usa mein hain...tum computer theek kar sakte ho?"
ME:(thinking) "Kar sakte ho!! apun ko challenge!!"
ME:(Speaking) "Haan main dekhoonga"
Aunty: "Internet connect nahi hota hai"
ME: "accha? do minute mein kar deta hu" (This attitude always gets me into shit)
After an hour i finally figured out that there was no problem with the computer but the internet connection had to be renewed. Problem solved. The hero comes home. Thinks.Why only me?

After years of experience in the computer field (okay two years of ex is valid enough to be described as "years") I figured out some ways to impress unknown (and unsuspecting) people. I will nicely sort out my stuff into categories of vulnerability.

Myth #1 You can fix any computer..and calculator and clocks too
Most of the Electronis or computer engineers around must have at least once gone to a friends place only to fix his /her comp. The task can be from installing a software (next..next.. finish) to fixing a computer which gives electric shocks when its metal areas are touched.
Once I tried to play the problem down by saying "are woh toh simple sa kaam hai". My friend trapped me by saying "badhiyaa! toh kab aa raha hai ?"

Myth #2: If you have not gone for Job and you are into ur Business, You have lots of money
Once I met up with my friends from college who are working at different places in different fields. I just mentioned that it is such a pain to go to Shop nowadays and discussed that I wanted to change my car.
Friend1: "what problem do u have man.. u are a businessman now"
Friend2: "Tu toh Honda City le saktaa hai"
Me: "City!! abey City kya mere pass DVD lene ka paisa nahi hai, baap se bolunga to laat marke bhaga dega”
Even after 5 minutes of convincing them that i did not have the required 'aukaat' they weren't getting convinced.

Myth #3: Sitting at Shop means, Just ordering the servants to do work and aish.
Yeah many of my friends debate me on the topic of service class vs business man.

Friend1: “Bhai tera to mast base hain, business hain hi” Waise bhi tu naukri krke krta kya?

Freind2: “Apna to guru chaape pade hain, sala hum logo ko dekho ye company waalon ne maarke rakhi hain”

Then I somehow thinks that is it easy to deal with the customers and market? As my IT Folks and non business background friends claim? They somehow thinks that business is like ki shutter uthaya aur bas paisa kama liye.
Well I don’t… completely disagree :P


Myth #4: You are a loser anyway
Wont describe it anyway… People with good or bad job always complain about their work or schedule and regret about their life.. Same is the case with Business persons. They complain about their role and ups and downs in their field..

Now I realized that I have almost never tried to prove any myth false. The name of the post should be renamed to Mythboosters instead :D

Osama's Encounter mAde mY dAy!!

I don't understand why I try to come up with spoof like titles and screw them up. Day before yesterday only while leaving a good friend of mine to station, standing on platform no.1 bookshop, I read an article on ‘Her experience in a beauty parlour on Mothers day’. Though I haven’t read that, I decided to observe more when I go to my parlour for a haircut. Well I did not get any discount or anything, because we men are blessed with 364 men’s day…

OK OK. I don't go to any parlor sharlor. I usually cut my hair in a sidey men’s saloon. Atleast you find it better than being getting hair cut under some tree. Hmm fine let me admit that it has nothing to do with the cuts but I am cheap by default and I don’t find it worth spending 100 or 150 bucks for a haircut in a designer saloon which I think is too much.

It was Sunday. After a tiring Saturday at shop the only hope for enjoying sleep lasts to Sunday. I planned to wake up early and get my hair cutt in morning itself, but was late.. I entered the saloon. The walls were painted in a gaudy blue color. One of the tubelight was flickering and the radio was blaring with hindi songs.

"Thoda rukna padegaa sahab,20-30 minutes", Said the man.

I turned into my smarty pants avtaar and threatened him "Theek hai main jaa raha hu" and started leaving the shop.. super slowly and thinking "abey rok na mujhe". My smarty plan worked and he gave in by promising to attend me within 5 minutes.

Well for 20-30 minutes I waited for my turn (damn my smarty avtaar J.

There were couple of newspapers and old magazines thrown in. Also there were lots of Filmfare and stardust mags around. Osama was shot dead recently, and the news channels were houseful with that crap news again n again.. I wonder why do there people were debating for Osama’s Jehad and America’s dadagiri. The barber also participated in that debate time by time holding his customers on houseful Sunday.

I am shocked that we have so many snuff fans around.. So after enough of leching at lots of 'heroines' (actress is not a cool term to use here), I ran out of patience and screamed at him "boss aapne 5 minute bola tha!"

(Yeah you have to call him boss, dada and what not to make him happy).

He smiled at me and said "Bas abhi aap hi ka turn hai" (translation: "kaise ullu banaaya").

So I went and sat on the chair which looked not less than a Throne. The barber assigned to me came. His hairstyle was resembling Someone like Anil Kapoor of 1995. When I looked around I was surprised to see posters of Sanjay Dutt, Anil Kapoor Stuck up.

He saw me looking at them and said "Wahi toh hai asli hairstyle.. Gaya woh zamaana" He added, "Aaj kal ke bacche kuch bhi karte hain ispikes, istraightening dhatt". That time I realized that I Entered a wrong place.

"Mujhe Saadha cut chahiye" Yes, Saadha cut is a type of cut which does not fit in the categories of ispikes, istraightening, Anil Kapoor, Sanjay Dutt etc..etc. He then covered me in a filthy cloth which was supposed to protect me from my own hair (while i could see duniya bhar ka hair on it). His Scissor moved swiftly and within some minutes he was done. Then he loaded his Ustara (Razor) with a brand new Blade (or so I thought). While shaving I moved a bit and he grunted "HMMM!!"

I was reminded of the scene in Andaaz Apna Apna "Babulal Kaan Sambhaal Ke Kaato".

There was a small kid beside me who was scared to death and was wailing. My barber was getting irritated (and I was getting scared of the barber). Finally he got pissed enough and ... and he increased the volume of the Tape!

After he was done with me, he opened a drawer filled with cosmetics. I was busy making faces at that kid. Puff puff ..he dusted some talc on my face.. and mind it koi aisa waisa talc nahi "Sona Talcum Powder". I was looking like a clown. "Yeh kyaa kiya!" I screamed.

Phuss Phuss came in a spray of water and I was started and washed clean instantly. Before he could get a chance to use his "Vikko turmeric cream" and "Denim after shave lotion" I got up to leave. "Abhi tak huaa nahi hai sahab maalish baaki hai". Then for few minutes he massaged my head. 

I swear that was a soothing experience especially after a long day. Then I got up, paid him 30 bucks and left his shop. Though it was cheap like... Well there is no comparison i can think of.. :P

All for 30 bucks it was worth it :)

The Best Developed Collective Moments!!

While taking Lecture, Once the Teacher Enquired Students-

“College mein admission lene se pehle kuch socha hoga aap sab ne, ki college kaisa hoga? Infrastructure kaisa hoga? Kya environment Hoga?

‘I raised my hand up inorder to give the funniest answer to that question’

‘Tumse Start karte hain, Pointing towards me!

“Replied Teacher”

The film started with very funny dialogue “Socha tha College mein Canteen hogi, achi ladkiyan hongi…par shayad sapne adhoore hote hue dikh rahe hain, kyunki sir yaha na to achi ladkiyan hain aur na hi achi canteen” Obviously the class room produced the high pitch of giggles all around.

I Loved it there...I mean, yes there are moments when I miss College Life terribly and wish I would have continued it if this is what my life is going to be built around Now which almost I’m not liking it.

It was all just so much fun!!!
Starting from the Lectures itself, one really couldn't care less if one attend it or not, provided you submit the assignments on time, though always last minute and of course Jugad Karke! And if in case it happens that one of your friends is taking the same subject that you are- then there is no reason to attend it all, He can do all the learning for You! (As in my case Ashwin did all the times). And there would still be no one to tell you anything but yourself!

And then there would be the weekend Parties- it would be someone's birthday or someone's hook-up but party it will always be. Some drink, some dance, some do Both. And still you would enjoy it till the last plate of chips is over or the last bottle of Beer ended. You wake up with a huge hang-over the next Morning or still be too sleepy to wake up for your Class.

 
And then there are relationships...always relationships! Someone likes someone, or someone hooked up with someone or someone broke up with other and the rumors that follows. Two guys fought over her or he cheated on her. It always happens. And then Comes the endless session of gals crying their heart out and guys drinking their head out! The forever oath never to 'love' again until you see them proposing another gal just the next day!

And then Sometimes comes the moment of loneliness...moments when you wish someone was there with you to share every enjoyable moment. There are friends of course, but for all those late night talks and fashion discussion (between girls) and politics discussion (between boys) you can't help but wish for something more. And then that Someone comes along, shares few moments with you and then suddenly it all ends too...And then you are left wondering perhaps I did something wrong, perhaps it wasn't such a good idea after all or perhaps I shouldn't have got involved in the first place. But then in the end, you always remember that the moments you shared are yours and yours alone and then you are glad it all happened and move on doing every random thing!

Yes, There are moments when you think perhaps my parents won't approve of this or perhaps my Sisters won't like the way I live and then you decide 'Alright,I am going to be responsible from this day onward' And then the moment you see a bottle of wine, all that good intentions flies right out of the window - 'This is the last time, I swear I'll be responsible from Tomorrow' and then the Craziness always continues on...In the end, the only Explanation you can actually give for all the crazy thing you do is

'Hey, This is Life, you got to enjoy it, Right?

Bournvita to Coffee....

.......
Just Wandering where that haunting horror theme of 'The Zee horror Show' lost. The first few episodes were quite good, infact I do remember couple of  episodes. The one in which the ghost of rapist named vikranta was shown……i was so scared that vikranta haunted me for almost a week then. Surely In my growing up days I got my hands on everything which seemed remotely horror. The Ramsay brothers shown everything be it purana mandir, purani haveli, darwaza, veerana, sannata, dahshat, amavasya where actually moon was shown, dog barking rather crying in a very familiar voice and many more...


I was going to start another IPL clash on MAX, when the familiar sounding tune came floating into the room.


“Shaktimaaaaan…. Shaktimaaaaan…. Shaktimaaaaaaan…. “.


For a second I was dumbfounded. Then someone came shouting that the episodes of the popular Indian superhero series had been released on Star Utsav. Whoosh… Switching off the lights, I decided to watch the episode in an instant. As the familiar Shaktimaan song started playing, all the faded images of it, which were lying somewhere at the back of my mind came rushing back. And along came many things. The emotions, the feelings we nurtured for the superhero 10 years ago…, it all came back. The memories of childhood came flooding to my mind in instants and I found myself engulfed by them, smiling as I remembered old incidents and characters whom we have watched growing up. Who, in some way or the other have contributed in making our character what it is today.


I still remember how on Saturdays we would rush back from school to be home on time to watch the Indian superhero in action. Missing a single episode was out of question, be it exams or anything. It’s the same story of the whole generation of Indian kids who have watched the series growing up. His costume was a rage. And even the lecture he gave on good habits after each episode went down well with the kids. He was their idol, their superman.


Along with Shaktimaan, we hold the same nostalgia for other stuff that came on TV during that time. Be it Scooby Doo, the favorite Great Dane, or Captain Vyom the planet savior. Personally, I owe my environment freakiness to him. 


It’s the sweet nostalgia of those leisurely times that surrounded me as I watched episode of the superhero saga. And somewhere inside I felt a heaviness, knowing that those times are long gone and won’t be back.


I have realised that there are some days we grow up with that define us. They aren't anniversaries or birthdays so it's hard to remember the dates or their place in time. We remember these days, not by dates. We remember them by the beauty or unexpected importance of the moments that populated them. It's the little things. And ofcourse we each have a thousand such days .

And Cricket It Is !!

It's been exactly a month. Many topics floated across the mind. None actually made me sit and take notice. Till today, that is. Finally, it's the first love of my life that made me blog ‘CRICKET’. It's a wonderful feeling, this.

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Thursday , 31^st March.

Emotions were still high and I was haven’t yet got over with the hangover of the India - Pakistan semi-final clash. I had four glasses of Chilled Beer that day and it wasn’t been of any use – I think! How could it be? You all might have seen Pannilal Chowk that day.!!

My mood swings intensified and somehow managed to produce some kind of tarot prediction for the semi-final and I was lucky to sail through with a relatively hard work on my intuition.

Oh lord, what am I going to do now? I terribly need an answer, a good prediction if India is going to win or not. At the very start of the tournament, we discussed that, “Sri Lanka will win the world cup.” 1.2 billion Indian fans – ‘as per the new census’ released today, please don’t be disappointed. I know 1.2 billion Indians are not all grown ups and not all of them have internet access and above all, there is still great percentage of illiteracy and they won’t be reading my prediction.

But the ones, who will be reading it, keep your hearts steady, cool and calm. This is just a game and somebody has to win and someone has to lose.

Saturday, 2^nd April.

While Brushing my Teeth and simultaneously reading the local newspaper which covered the Front page with a big photo of two captains followed by image of Cup.. ‘Ab bas 2.30 baje ka intezar’ My question in the morning was, “ Will India, win the World Cup?” The answer was according to my first intuition – the toughest hurdle is over but still hard work has to be done. Sri Lanka will pose a tough challenge but good times lie ahead for India. India will smile, laugh and be happy. Does that mean they will win? – There are at least 55% chances.

It may be an intuition or may be they were my emotions for the country. Only time will tell. Not only I, number of peoples had posted that India will sail through to the finals on Facebook - and they did. But until the result came out, I was unsure what intuition was and what sub-conscious feeling was.

Overall, the Lankans had a good total on the scoreboard and we can’t take them lightly. They will be playing with great positive energy, zeal and enthusiasm.

I was bound to think of Sachin Tendulkar… If he’ll hit his 100^th century, then the momentum is bound to shift in India’s favour definitely. But, what if ‘Murali’ will show his magic on the last innings of his cricket life? But will India capitalize on that? – Yes.

They say the heart is usually right and my heart was with INDIA ! 

All's well that ends well. We Finally won the World Cup. And I've rediscovered my passion for DD National, if it ever existed. I bow to the blatant disregard towards commercialization, Prasar Bharti. At least more cricketers are seen on the field than off it on advertisements during the telecast! And I could actually watch the first delivery of every over!

Like bubbles rising to the surface in a glass of freshly poured champagne, the stadium erupted with joy. Men in Blue were running around in circles of incredulous joy while the Lankans slumped to the ground, surrendering to the celebrations all around. They had yet again come so near, only to be left standing without the ring…the eternal best-man at his beloved’s wedding.

While the world around him whipped up a frenzied whirlpool of emotions that threatened to pull him in, resisting its pull for a few moments more, all by himself at the centre of the wicket stood that man from the other end. Looking up at the dark night sky, beyond the hot white light of the floodlights, the man whispered a silent prayer of thanks. Though they might still call him a God, the cross had finally lifted. India had finally won the World Cup. Sachin Tendulkar was free to be a man again. A 5 ft. legendary genius getting may be the last chance to live his dream.

Days like this will be etched in our memories. A day when the richest couple in India were looking in awe like college teens. Oh!! It was a day when billion hearts were beating together. Another day adding to the gratness, that is Mother India. Don’t know whether we will see 2013 but for atleast a billion out there, we crossed April 2 when we wrote our name in sky as a world champions!!!

I’m always proud and privileged to be an Indian.!.! 

A Crroked Day.! 'Bakwas Gyan No. 1'

I still remember when I was a kid...
How much I wished that my birthday would hurry and come!
All year round, I kept waiting and hoping that my mom and dad would throw me a great party and present me with the kind of presents I had been wishing for all year long?


Thinking, how cool it was to invite all of our friends and other children from school to the party, hoping that all of them could come to my party? Of course we all must have liked the fact that we were going to be a whole year older and turning into a big girl or boy now. Remember how sweet that was, back then?


Looking back, perhaps that was the only time in our life that we all wished to add up an extra year to our age! How proud it was to shout "I just turned 16 years old" or "I'm 18" or how about "I'm now 21 years old!"
The most cherished memories that adults have of their childhood is about their birthdays and all the unique birthday gifts they received, in fact some people still keep those birthday gifts up to now! 


At this point in life, each day is just like the others. The only difference between days is the weather, the time the sun rises and sets, place and of course freinds. Otherwise we just have the days go on the same. The sun comes up in the eastern sky and sets down in the western sky. Sounds familiar?


Can’t we tell ourself, for millions of years this has been happening and will keep on until there is an end to the earth. What is it about one day in particular that we should value it more than another day anyway?


All days are the same right, so we try to convince ourself. Eventual we conclude, it was a good day if we enjoy the activities on that day. If we don't we consider it a useless or boring day.


"May be, we all might be wrong!


It is not the day that is different, but our wishes, moods, problems, outlook, failures, meetings and other activities on the day. In fact, it is quite easy to put some sparkle and magic back in your birthday.


Now, Have you ever wondered how you could make someone’s day?


With a little thought, Just type in Google ‘How to make or spoil anyone’s day?


You would get plenty of good ideas but the best of all which you will appreciate is “Fresh flowers can be the sweetest gift of all to send.”


It's interesting to note that the two most common words in English proverbs are 'good' and 'never'. (Read Somewhere and written here)
Let me correlate these two words with ‘Flower’


‘Good in the sense Flowers have indeed become very common while giving somebody that gentle feeling of happiness is concerned. Since flowers are arguably the only existence that remain uncorrupted and untangled with, people relate to this sentiment well and accept flowers as a token and messenger of joy, happiness and cheerfulness’.


‘Never because different flowers are chosen for different occasions. Flowers reach where they ought to with the right sentiment concealed in them and gracefully spread that feeling once they are in the receiver's hands’.


In the end, I feel like dignifying the conclusion ‘Agar kisi ko phool dena chahte ho to do na, kahe ko ye sab bakwas gyaan padh rahe ho’.


If appreciated you’ll be Hero and if not then Zero.