Mumbai

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The count down starts. 34 days from now on I shall be in maximum city. It's been a long wait and it's worth the wait. I left Mumbai on September 22, 2007 as I bid farewell to the city of dreams. I left the city, heart broken and shattered. My heart broke on that day as tears dropped on my cheek. I had to leave the city. I needed a break, cutting me off from the local trains, yellow-and-black cabs and turned my face to love. I loved and lost. Chanda told me, ya dude do get out of the city. You need a break. Honestly, I suffered from a terrible break up and staying in the city would mean thinking of the past things that hapened to me.
In a sense it's been good. Lotsa things changed for better. I was able to surmount the heart break. I've come clean inside. I shall be in the city for a week. I can't wait to kiss Mumbai and everything that matters. I can't wait to board the local to Andheri, hang out at Churchgate, Marine Drive, Colabo. Mumbai rocks. It is the best city in the world. A city that never sleeps. I love the city and when you are not with someone that you realize its worth. Mumbai,my city, my love. A city that never cease to amaze me. Our never say die the spirit. It's amazing and intriguing how we bounce back after every bomb blast. The people are amazing. There is never a dull moment in amchi Mumbai.
I'm already making plans as to where to go on Day 1, where to eat, whom to meet. It's like running into the arms of your muse. Mumbai is my muse and shall always be. Our love is forever and ever. It is an adictive place. Since I have few days leave I shall try to do the maximum in the city and looking forward to meet old chums, make new friends and sip my Capuccino at Barrista and hang out at Bandra Bandstand. I'm back with a revenge and it's time for em to triumph in Mumbai. How things changed for me in a short span of time and shall witness the change that's happening in the city. I shall witness the fast paced life.
Do commuters still rush in the early morning to catch the local train to their workplace? Of course, they do. Do you guys still have chai at 1 a.m at Churchgate station and savour your bun with jelly. Most definitely. What kind of stupid question is that? Or the cutting chai at Rajabhai Tower, university of Mumbai and the walk from university to Colaba..the crazy run of cabbies and hordes of onlookers at Juhu Chowpathy and the coffee at CCD. These were the golden years or so I may call it. It was a crazy life in Mumbai and it's still..I'm sure for crores Mumbaikars. The struggle for a better life and to make the moolah. It's never been easy in Mumbai.
They say a life time is enough to assess the power Mumbai has over its citizens. One life is not enough to know even a third of Mumbai. Do you still recall running from one place to another to hunt for a flat in the city. SoBo..too expensive, Bandra not in the budget, Virar you can't stay and Andheri is the only decent option. It has new shopping malls budding up and the solution is always the BEST buses and the local trains if your college or workplace or film studio is located in the South or West. I still vividly remember studying in the library at Kalina campus and dashing to board the train at Santacruz, It's 8 p.m and as you juggle you way in the jam packed local, you tend to count the number of stations to reach the last stop as you are dead tired. No problem if you manage to get a seat you open your bag to read The Economic Times. As the train slowly approaches Churchgate station, you get down cautiously if you don't wanna be pushed by commuters who are waiting to enter the train. It's a crazy run. Yet! We adore the city.

It's a love-hate-love relationship we share.
Sometimes I get so fed up with you that I wanna leave everything and go.
But, only to realize how much I miss you.
Yoy are my special city.
You are mot just a city.
After all, you wear the Queen's necklace.
So vibrant, full of energy.
No wonder lakhs converge everyday to rest on your shoulder.
Like a dutiful mother you carry our burden.
We suffer in your lap yet we prosper.
Some of us finds love, while other suffer break up.
Yet, our love for you knows no limits.
As I ready myself to find solace in you,
I can't tell on the amount of excitement to be with you.
I wish that we shall unite for better and worse.
Love you my city.

My amchi Mumbai.

He Who Must Not Be Named

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I wanna seek admission to the skool of magik..Yesterday I was running a 100 degree fever and mom chided me into drinking the safron milk..Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! How I hate milk. Milk make me sleep early. I had a dream bout the magic potion where I will fly on ma skool bus 'Tez express'. I met the ministry of magic. A dark, ugly fellow with a long nose who's gonna teach me magical skills. "Come i' shall teach you magic." he told. I hate him arrrgggggggh!!!!!
Bang on! Momma gave me a tight slap and was woken from ma magical dream. I went to skool. ha! How I hate skool..How I hate Miss Mary Popkins my maths teacher. I hate Maths. She is very wicked. I hate her short skirt showing her skinny legs. My 8 year old classmates admire her curve and legs. They find them sexy. I never listen to her. Today, I was painting my dream school of wizard..the magic faculty. I will prepare a potion of magic and use my wand and Popkins of the Mary skinny legs will drink the solution.I shall mix her silly blue chalk, with alcohol, black ribbon, one single grain of coffee, dust magic drink She will drink ma magic potion and she will shake with fear. Then, she will do all my homework and sit for my exams..This Mary Popkins who beats me with a stick. The drink will do strange things to her. I will make her fly and through my magic wand and will make her stick to the roof like a glue.
I will seriously seek admission to the magic skool of wizard. I will make everyone listen to me...Abracadabra, I shall utter and seal the mouth of aunt Jenny who doesn't do anything. She's the biggest gossip monger in my neighbourhood. I hate her. She always tell me,"Why are you coming home so late from skool." I hate her questions. She can never keep her mouth shut. It's so easy to make her drink the magic potion. I will make her steal stuffs from the Zahir shop. I will say, Adisalarenamagos....I will raise my magic wand. The police will take her away and see that she rots in jail.
In my skool of wizard, there is ma favourite Professor Lan. He speaks in the huge baritone and kind voice."Come Vishal I shall take you to the next level of wizard Muggle 2. Raise your broom stick and mix the solution and today we will create your alter ego. He shall guide you when there are dangers looming. When the vile creatures will try attack you he will appear and they will run after him thinking to be you. He has the broomstick power,a bsolutely unbreakable and bring them to the lake. Your enemies will jump in the lake. Son, tis the real surprise, This is the lake of hell. Hot water steaming inside and they shall never be able to come out of the lake. The steam will consume them like poison as they will slowly slink inside. But, son you shall never see your alter ego. He can see you. You only see his shadow, After they are killed your alter ego will take another form. He will keep changing his appearance so that no one can see his true self. No one ain't discover our lil tricks."
Professor is the best. There is no one like him in the wizard skool. How I wish I was the best of the best. My hero my model. They told me there was one Harry Potter. How I wish I become like him. The legend of magic I admire the most. He fought the evil Voldemort. But I've heard that Voldemorte the false lord has sent his discipline Alphagus who is after my life. The Lords of the lords Professor created two friends for me Heena and Rustum.We will stick together always and ever and will alert each other in times of danger. Heena is such a cracker and spend most of her time in the library researching on the magic potions, wands, wizardry skills and the evil who must not be named. He Who Must Not Be Named. When the time is right we shall look for him and administer the wizard syringe on his ass!!! Forever and ever he shall die and his castle of evil will crumble.
Last time, we went to the house of one evil creature, the fat and ugly fuck ass, his even fatter and over sized wife big ass and their son dumo ass. They were incensed when they looked at us."Listen kids no magic in my house. Do you bloody understand that. We are mango'oose people. Fuck ass was going to call the police when Rustum took my magic ass and sourced the code 123 YK and Heena repeated abramcadrabam selfinelittaneeeee. The house started to shake and all the furniture in the house came down. Poor dumb ass. He was crying and looking for his Momma and Pop as fuck ass was flown out of the window and landed in the garden. Big ass seized the hand of dumb ass and implored us to stop.
All three of us ran way from the house of the mango'oose and entered our Hogwart X press helicopter. I was curious and asked Heena to teach me the trick. At first she was reluctant and told me that she will. But for that I a've to be patient and accompany her in the library, reading on magic and wizard. Rustum was silent and didn't spoke a word during the trip.
To be continued

Shaadi fixation

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Spoke to a friend after ages on phone and was so shocked when he asked me, Dude have you got married? and I was like Noooo. To which he replied, I would not be surprised coz everyone is getting married. Don't blame him as I can't understand why everyone is getting married as if there will be no tomorrow. I am not preaching anything nor I am interfering into people's personal lives nor am I advocated something on bachelor-kinda status. It's like the big marriage season is in.
I am an ineligible bachelor in my own eyes though I know for families I am quite a pataka..just joking..eligible bachelor. I remember someone coming home with some rishta and when I reached home Mom told me about that. There is a cousin of mine with whom I was chatting when he was studying medecine in Russia. Dude, since that time this guy was telling me that before he goes back to his hometown, he had already asked his momma-dearest to find a nice, decent, educated girl with Indian values. It was soooo funny. After some unsuccessful match making and meeting some gals, he finally found someone on the arranged marriage kinda fixation. His Momma no doubt was so proud of future daughter-in-law..young graduate working in a banking corporation and is studying law by distant. Wow! I'm so proud of cousin!!!!!
dearest.
But, somehow I can't understand the whole marriage via shaadi kinda business. For once, I don't feel the need why i should get married so soon. Abhi mere umar kya hai, yaaar? I feel someone should get married of he or she wants to not because you are out of college, have a successful career or give a heir to your parents. And please, don't give me the shit that you are growing day by day and you shall be stepping in your late 20s or early 30s or that the time your children will step in university of life, you will be quite old. It's so shitty, traditional and conservative. I have faced it and refuse to accept it coz I live life on my own terms. That's my reality.
I can't understand how hypocrite can we get and the double standards that we display is grossly indecent and shameful. For a guy we want the domesticated girl who doesn't smoke, drink or party. she must be ready to perform prayers or rituals at home, look after ma and pa-in laws but we don't mind dating the super hot chick in town and hitting the disc every Saturday night coz we need to get laid. But,we will not accept our wife to party. We should get rid of this double standard and as a guy I am incensed when a woman who parties all night is branded a slut and the oh! You can't marry her. Abbe maderchod who are you to decide for me and I am going to sleep with her and make babies not you. Why are you so concerned about my life? It's my life and I'm quite sane to decide what is good or bad for me.
Another shocking attitude which I have encountered: If you don't marry now young girls will not marry you and what you'll get is a divorcee. So what? is it a sin that someone is a divorcee? Relationships sometimes work and sometimes doesn't and what the fuck if someone is a divorcee and may be the relationship has gone bad and one doesn't have the right to label her as a woman of low virtues. Virtues is all about ethics, honesty and integrity and not those craps as it's been present in society.
For once and all, lemme put it clear: I don't know about tomorrow but I don't believe in marriage. i would prefer to be in a live-in relationship. As it is I don't need a certificate from society to live with the woman I love and if problems crop up, we can leave it at this point. We don't need to go through all the paper works of divorce. I am being plain honest here. That's it.

World of false pretense

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We live in difficult times as we lurch forward to pretend be someone we never was, is and never will be. Why is it so difficult to be ourselves and feels happy to be who we are? Well, that's life for some I guess!!!! There is one guy in office who we all know is gay. His attitude, the way he walks and mannerism..Not that I have a problem with that. I never had any problem with homo or lesbians and that will never happen. Living one's sexuality is the right to life and is a matter of choice.
What amuses me is how this guy hits on practically every gal in the office to an irritating level. Sure, the girls laughs back and play the pretense game, feigning their ignorance at his sexuality. What stupido ignores is that by trying to be the dude people will not notice his sexuality. Like last time he was acting funnily with a girl telling her, tell your boyfriend that our love is stronger and the other one, you didn't miss me the time you were on the trip with your husband. I feel like laughing. Dude, just be yourself and people will respect you for what you are rather than what you are not.
Someone has chosen to be gay or lesbian and it is entirely their take to live this life on their own. True, we cannot stop people from condemning someone. But, who cares as long as you lead your own life, they don't feed you. Nobody owes anyone some kinda explanation. I have nothing against people attracted to same-sex. I mean my sexual orientation differ from them but over the years I have learned to appreciate them and there are some wonderful people among the gay community.
However, what pisses me is when someone try to acts smart and shows what he's not. It can really nurture criminal tendency in me and when you over do things to show your maschism to women and try to prove that you can bed them. First of all, you are not even macho or can't bed women. So why put up this pretense? To a certain extent, our guy has created a self impression,oh! He hits on every woman who joins the office and he is damn happy and proud of this false impression that he is some kind of hunk. I dunno perhaps it boost his ego and makes him feel good. It's also a way to crave and gain an acceptance in a society in which he lives. Make no mistake bout it..This society riddled with prejudices can and will never accept you the way you are. So why try hard and just tell them to fuck off. I am What I AM!!!!! In what world some people live I don't understand. But, then not everyone have the guts to be a non-conformist.Well, I guess that's life for some.
If I could write a whole book on this guy, it should come in a dozen volumes and must be huge stuff to carry. Sometimes, if I feel like laughing my ass off I can just listen to this guy speaking. Man!!!! He speaks so much crap to the ladies and one of them brandished him as pervert. Well, his lack of confidence about himself speaks volume. He really give the impression of being despo and he could easily pass off as a sadist. I pity him and the impression he has created about himself. Get real dude!!!!
Enter person no.2: He's a senior in the office and is over 60. Basically, a comedy show who doesn't think what he speaks not once, twice, thrice or zillion times. He's got a fixation: He's the best and no one can be like him. In a sense, he's our daily dose of entertainment and a confused package of funny, anger. He tries to be cool and his ultimate aim is to hit on every new girl that joins office. Mind you, these guys are not even a quarter of his age. At one moment, he will be very angry ready to break everything and the next moment, the funniest character in the office. He always has a story to tell us. At times it can be funny but it always end up to be irritating. He's an intelligent guy but often I don't know what happens to him. He will always make trivial issue become damn serious.The fact is that he wanna give the impression to the boss and pretend that he is. He often tells us that if he wants on his own he  can bring down the government. He overacts and you gotta listen to him with a straight face or else he might think that you are not listening and he will get very angry.
I mean why why a person can get so much angry and try to show that he is the one, the boss. I mean we respect him and make him vet some work because he's the senior. Still, he is not satisfied at times. Whooa! This guy is something and when he is drunked, he acts so funny. The man wanna prove to be something he is not. Man! He can be a real maniac and sadist sometimes. This is one guy that I may not be able to forget, never ever in my life coz he is so weird, funny. It's a hard task to gauge his emotions and moods. Man! When he gets angry he can really bring the house down. The next day when he will come, he will act as if nothing ever happened.
The remarks he make on things and matters will make you laugh..of course at his own expense. After some time, he will come to your desk and narrate some  stories that happened in his village. If you are too busy, he will say,No, You have to listen it's part of your education. Once we are discussing something related to work and he told me how someone in her family run away with a guy or his nephew was sleeping with his servant and the poor wife lost her husband. Of course, there were not an iota of truth in them.
Why can't people get real? OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love in times of hope

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A ray of sunlight, a glimpse of hope as the sun shines on us.
It's a beautiful day with loads of promises.
Hope never went out of the window.
Our life is built on promises and hopes.
Yet, it never went away.
It's just that we lost it when things were down.
The sunny day simply remind us that life us so beautiful.
Let's embrace life and the shimmer of glory that awaits us.
It's a beautiful life.
Love all over the place.
It's like falling in love for the first time.
As we forget all the past grudges, sporting a smile to everyone.
The whole world suddenly matters to us.
Love is the most beautiful feeling.
It makes us hopeful.
It brings a radiant smile to our face.
Spread the good vibes, energy and cheerz to the world.
They sometimes call it the malfunction of the brain.
But, without a heart how would they be able to think.
Now make them understand that a happy heart is the way to happiness and hope.

Ra. One review: Entertainment at its best

Kareena sizzles in Chamak Challo and showed her oomph factor

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SRK as G one

 Rating: Four stars

Ra.One released on Diwali amidst immense hype. The movie, however, has lived up to the expectations and is a sure shot winner. It is the perfect Diwali gift as it has all the necessary ingredients in terms of script, performances, special effects and spectacular action.

We’ve had Koi Mil Gaya, Krish and now Ra.One has taken the ‘superhero’ to a higher level. Ra.One is the story of Shekhar (Shah Rukh Khan) who designs a new video game (Ra.One) to make his son (Armaan Verma) happy. However, Ra.One decides to get out of game mode and start to control the lives of the main protagonists.

This is when the good robot (G.One) comes into play. Ra.One is also the story of triumph of good over evil where good always wins.

In terms of performances, Shah Rukh Khan as Shekhar and G.One has acted after a long time. It feels good to see him play a character and not himself like he has in several movies. Whether as an endearing father, lovable husband or G.One, he should be given credit for giving a performance that will be remembered for a long time. It’s one of his better films, if not the best.

Kareena Kapoor, despite not having an author backed role delivers on every count and shows that she is one of the best actors among the current crop. She sizzles in Chhamak Challo, which is already a rage among music lovers. Child artiste Armaan is lovable as kid who is fascinated by villains. Many children will find themselves in him.

Ra.One works at every level. The spectacular action scenes, the fights between Ra.One and G.One, special and visual sequences, particularly the chase scenes on Mumbai local trains are a sheer delight.

The entry of Rajnikanth as Chitti (his character in Robot) is one of the highlights of the film and he shows that even in one scene he can be the show stealer. The voice over by megastar Amitabh Bachchan in one scene gives Ra.One a royal touch. The music by Vishal-Shekhar is soulful and Akon’s rendering of Chhamak Challo is addictive.

However, the film lacks the emotional quotient, particularly in the relationship between G.One and Kareena. The sequence of cars flying like pans and falling almost everywhere is simply ridiculous. It should have been chopped at the editing table. Most importantly, the experience would have been magical and perfect if it was shown in 3D. The theatres will hopefully take this factor into consideration next time.

Despite all this, Anubhav Sinha must be credited for extracting the best from Shah Rukh Khan, Kareena Kapoor and Arjun Rampal. The film that spells magic and visual experience should appeal to everyone. Ra.One should not be missed for its special effects that are in line with international standards. India has got its superhero.

NB:

I am not a fan of SRK because I think this guy plays himself and rarely acts. However, this time he didn't over acted and gave a decent performance. I viewed the film in its entirety and whatever review I gave is based on the film merit. Please let's not compare it to the stuffs made in the west. It's the victory of the creative minds behind the film and let's acknowledge that.

Happiness at its peak

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A joyful Friday where things unexpectedly turn your way.
It is the law of the least expectation.
They truly said, Don't expect anything and when balance tide in your favour, it gives you a high in life.
From the day, the mood was off where you wanna curse everyone.
Today is a day where you learn to count your blessing and not your sorrows.
It makes the balance of life beautiful.
It gives you a new high.
Tis nothing less than ecstasy.
A passport where all your wish list will turn out to be true.
Can't get better than this.
I wanna give a jadoo ki jhappi to neone who wanna.
My ruthless foes, be good, be happy coz the atmosphere is full of good vibes.
I forgive you for all misgivings, ploys and harm.
I'm too happy a dude today to let you screw my mood.
I know you can't make me ynhappy coz God has sent its blessings from the sky.
Finally after aeons, I gonna make it happen.
I know it will happen.
I found my magic wand from the school of wizard.
The school is gonna welcome em again to have the time of my life.
I gonna be in the city of magic and marvel.
Life z fun and,
What's fun without my share of happiness.
Happiness is back with a bang.
I'm back with a revenge.
What a revenge?
Sweet and Happy Revenge.

Happy Diwali

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Happy Diwali. The festival of light is here and wishing all you folks and family wala a very happy and prosperous Diwali. May the light always shine in your life and brighten your big heart. Diwali is and will always be one of my favorite festival. 
The day when lunch and dinner is forgotten or skipped. Why not? Sweet is the way to go. Diwali is the best celebrated in the North but Maharashtra is not far from behind as you venture in the Peth area, you are bombarded with fireworks and crackers. One feel to be in the border as street urchins sell us flowers and crackers. If you are not careful, your bike may bump on someone. It is the day where I try not to drive in Pune as there are crackers everywhere and don't want to slip and suffer from injury. That's the fun. A variety of sweets on the day as the shops make a killing as stocks soar.
This Diwali I gonna watch Ra One as I have to give a review on the latest SRK movie. Hmm! The invitation can be considered to be a Diwali gift and post that the tedious task of penning the review. It's been long but enjoy doing that. Unfortunately, this time on Diwali I will be in the office. It reminds me that tomorrow morning I have to go to some sweet shop as we will be carrying a story on Diwali and get my name on the feature list. So not bad for Diwali as I can get my name for 2 stories, one for Diwali sweets and on Ra One. Can't be sweeter than that.
I'm dead tired right now. Really wanna make it long but the body is not making any leeway for that. Shall leave you with a beautiful, googled Diwali picture.

Happy Diwali.
Cheers

Journey of death

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Why do people die and never come back?
What are they doing up in the sky?
I wonder whether they are looking at us, smiling or grieving.
Do they miss us?
Is there life after death?
If there is on which journey do they embark on?
Is there any spiritual quest where the mortals head to and do they keep searching for their ultimate goal?
Do they finally achieve their ultimate goal?
Do the very idea of meeting God is the ultimate goal?
If yes, then who is God?
Do we have a universal definition of God when different faiths call it as Ram, Jesus or Allah?
Do we have a quest beyond God or Evil?
They say it's a matter of belief and conforming to the superior power.
If it is a matter of belief then the devil also exist by our side.
How do we decide what is good and what is bad?
Can the devil represent good and God represent bad?
Till then let's keep searching for our own answers to the quest of life,
Till we find out whether the dead keep searching for the ultimate truth.
This we shall never find out coz they will not come back on earth to tell us.
We have to wait for our turn to reach out to them.
Our day shall come

I AM WHAT I AM

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I am. This is my truth of my existence in this world.
Born wild, ever-ready to challenge the ways of the world.
So many tried to challenge my thought-process and change my way of living.
I was perceived as a threat to their existence.
They tried to impose moral discipline since they feared that their self-imposed society's rules may not b e upheld.
But, that's the way I am.
I cho0se to live the life of a hippie.
I choose to be care-free and experiment in life.
I am.
This is my identity.
Don't ever try to question my identity.
I'm gonna placate you and put you to where you rightfully belong.
I am following my passions not yours.
It's my choice to be a writer.
I don't have any problem if you want your son or daughter to be a doctor or engineer.
I don't have the least of problem that your own kin are not following their heart.
Why should you have a problem with me?
It's my Life.
I live my life on my own terms and without fear of society judging me.
I don't live my life according to your definition of God's standard.
Nor to your definition of scholarly religious standard.
I just wanna be myself.
This is the beauty of 'Being Me.'
I know, I am aware,
I am a non-conformist.
This hurts your ego so much and you resort to all sorts of craps like morality, religion.
Then what's good or evil. moral or immoral?
Do you have a bench mark for that?
Who decided that what I am doing is immoral and what you are doing is moral?
It's my life.
I am what I am.
Love me. loathe me.
I am what I am.
Deeply individualist, egoistic and flouting rules.
I am what I am.
You cannot change reality.
This is ME reality.
Nobody can change that.
This is the TRUTH.
My TRUTH.

Whattayacallit , Spicy masala

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Hola!!!! What's a blog post without a bit of spicy masala on my life? Here it is what I've been doing till now..what makes me click and here I am opening my window of life, dearies..oh! adept and followers of Bill Gates.
Since one week, I got a new job..No I haven't shifted place,baby. I spent my free time downloading songs from PK. Last time, my PC crashed-not piggy chops..As if my comp, I obsessed with retrieving everything. It takes a hell lotsa time. Today, more than 80 per cent of my songs been retrieved. The shit with download is that as you download something, some extra pop in and you go for it. Just imagine downloading 10 music albums in a day. Five hours of download. The world is music. It took the whole of my off days and yeah, it can indeed be told that..that..I am doing a new job. Perhaps, I have a hidden talent as DJ!!!My new musical job. Talent at it's creative best. Been enjoying dat and did it with aplomb. I face regular crash and gotta save all stuffs on ma USB. I am saving some stuffs now before it goes Gaga. Yeah, i downloaded Judas, Paparazzi, Bad Romance and Judas and some Lady Gaga's creative best. I'm hooked to Gaga to say the least. I know some of my elder relatives and friends are horrified that the lady found a special place in ma heart. Who cares!!!! I ain't taking a chance from ma music..Lost everything twice and my script. Wrote a good 2000 words for a short film which I intend to shoot and lost everything. Now, how on earth I'm gonna start all over. I'm just wondering!!!Shit happens. Anyways, need to start with something.
Well, that's my feat! Pardon, musical feat. Job wise, been active on the front with reporting stuffs though this week the laziness bug hit me. There are lotsa hard work on the plate and a long way to travel. Been very busy this week. I finally opened a new account with HSBC. Excellent customer service and one would not be wrong to say that it's the bank of the future. My personal banker, Preeti is  a sharp and damn professional lady and credit goes to me that I made her lol. Confession: I asked some stupid question about the bank. Tomorrow, gotta go and give some papers-salary pledge, loan documents and company's background information. The best thing is that I opened an account without giving adress proof and putting money. In fact, I forgot bout it and she opened the account. Tomorrow is the when I gotta submit those things. This is professionalism with a difference. Who says that professionalism cannot exist without the human touch. Now, I have 3 ATM cards-Baroda, State Bank of India (SBI) and now HongKong Shanghai Banking Corporation (HSBC). How cool is dat!!!! Woohoo!!! Nopes, that dooesn't make em a rich man still.

It's just a matter of 2 months or so when i shall board the plane and embark on ma well deserved 20 days holidaying. Worked for one and a half years, slogging my ass and what better thing to do than wake up on a sunny morning in Goa. I might sneak in Delhi for three days trip before getting back to work. Shopping is on the cards. Me shall shop till I drop!! I'm gonna splurge. By the way, planning for a new Dell lap-top. It will be my first lap top and core i 5 is costing 38 k. I only pray and hope that for the new year, there shall be heavy discount. Wishful thinking!!!
Signing on this note. Have fun.
Njoy the post.
Love

Why do couples fight?

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The big Q: After the honeymoon, the honey sword. It's pretty obvious that after you are set in a relationship, difference of opinion are bound to crop up coz we are different individuals with different thinking process. It leads to an ugly turn when the ego overrides the self and the love.
Be it regular boyfriend and girl friend, married couples and live-in partners, we do fight and many times it takes an ugly turn and goes from healthy discussion to bitter fight. The main reason is: the moolah or what we call the M-factor-paisa bole toh money... Show me the money,honey!!
Dating tip you pay on the first day and as the relationship progresses, you splurge all your money on her buying her goodies, jewellery and branded stuffs.Then, at some point you go dutch and she pays your coffee at Starbucks. You lose your job and she pays for your expenses. Then, your ego can't digest the fact that your lady love is paying for you. The first crack in the relationship is felt and it turns ugly.
On one hand there are your friends who always complain that since you guys are together you are not giving them time. Point blank: You are confused. After all, these guys and gals were there for you and how you balance, dear girlfriend and your mates. If you are a live-in couple or married dude, you invite them to your duplex for drinks and it becomes a weekly session. She feels neglected and tells you that they are entering her space. Before it turns ugly, strike a balance. Make them understand that your pals have always been there for you and at the same time you care for her. Always surprise her with flowers and plan a surprise holiday. Involve her with your mates. This always works. Better still, invite your pals at a time where you are not invading each other's space. Most importantly, encourage her to bring her friends home. In that way she won't feel left out.
I have observed that many couples have the tendency to bring parents within the relationship. It's between you and her or him. At some point, one partner will say I don't like your parents and the other will always retort. Naturally, he or she will took offense for the other not liking the parents. It's only natural to have a like or dislike for someone. We are all human beings. But as long as we love each other why bring parents in the relationship. At the same time, it's his or her parents and you cannot stop them from loving the ones who gave birth and education to them. The best thing is be ready to accomodate the parents if they are coming down. Just try to be nice and who knows you guys might click!! Trust me it will make a difference to him or her and the love bond will grow stronger. As it is you are not going to stay with the parents forever. Give him or her space to be with the parents and don't interfere if you can't be nice.
After a certain number of years of being together, both of you are bound to take things lying down. I mean a relationship can get bored at some point or the other. Both of you are professionals and spend time with your colleagues and a certain amount of attraction to some other person might crop up. This happens when couples take each other for granted. The fun is missing and you no longer go on long drive. Even the sex becomes mechanical. You are become so used to each other that even a small gesture of saying I love you or surprising her with flowers is ignored. In the process, the feeling of the other person is hurt and this is how couples break apart.

The most important thing in a relationship is the C-word. C-for communication is ignored and gives way by C-for conflict. Many couples who indulges into dirty fight often do not communicate with each other after a fight. They behave like complete strangers in the weirdest possible manner.It's a simple trick: Shed your ego and all you need to is talk and talk as if nothing happened. Na gila na Shikwa:)

Hey, Wazaa!!!

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Hey!!!! How does one call this post? An update on my life..Argghhh! I hate doing that coz I'm so bad at it. I mean there are several of you who have the art of putting a detailed post on your life in the most funny and romantic way. I suck at this one. The post becomes so boring.

Time flies fast and as good as it gets..I've spent one year and four months working in the media. Well! Yeah! I'm still a baby in the cradle. Been working as sub-editor and fidgeted with something new-reporting. I'm enjoying it and been doing production job as well. I shall be relieve of the production job towards the year end, I'm told. Hopefully so! I've done it for one year and I'm more geared to reporting. Honestly speaking, I'm not good at sub-editing task and tried it for one year. I now realize it's not my true calling and haven't been totally competent at the desk job. Am I cornering myself? Nopes! Not really. Just being plain honest with you, guys. I am bad at the task. Period.
It brings me to the next hot topic in ma life. Holidays!!!Yes! Indeed! I am finally taking my 20 days holidays as from December 20 where I shall be in Pune, Mumbai, Goa and god help me Ahmedabad and Delhi. Damn excited! I have already started counting days on Mr calendar..Since I can't really afford the places due to my lack of savings acumen, I went to S.B.I for a loan and this guy narrated a whole story to me and took my time much before telling me that I am not eligible since they have a policy of giving a personal loan to government employees and Top 100 companies employees. Hello dude! You could have told me that before rather than wasting my time. The most interesting character is the guy who is responsible for the loan. He meets me and tries to be inquisitive on the reason for taking a personal loan before telling me how busy he is and referred me to someone else. Bloody incompetent and unprofessional ass!! Went to HSBC and the girl was a model of professionalism and eased the whole process for me. It shall be granted in less than 10 days and it is indeed an example of excellence in customer service. Only hitch is that I have to transfer my account for salary which is pretty cool with me.
Been reading quite a few interesting and varied stuffs. Yes, I'm being a multi-tasker at reading. Just finished John Grisham's Theodore Boone. Well, there is a sequel to this one and can't wait to grab the next one. I've started with confessions of a pilgrim, an interview format of Paulo Coelho by Juan Arias and on the verge of finishing R K Narayan Talkative Man. Oops! Forgot to mention 3 cups of Tea. My plate is pretty full as of now.
Back to my much needed break, albeit holidays. It was a break I badly wanted. I shall shop till I drop coz December is celebration time as new year, Christmas is looming around and it's always a healing process to shop. yeah, Diwali is also round the corner and it's one of moi favourite.
I shall leave you now. We will catch up morrow'. A brand new day and new post awaits.
Cheerio

God on hot seat-Part 3

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Letter to God:
Dear God, the table turned around and tilted in your favour. This time I am not reproaching anything to you but ASKING. Yeah! Right! I am asking for my wishes to come true. You are hearing it right. First thing first: I need my wish to come true. Agreed: You've granted me without asking for it. Boss granted me 20 days leave and she was gracious to give me the leave. I know, I know, you are smiling. You have an upper hand in it.
I badly needed a holiday for December end. I've slogged my ass like crazy and what better time to unwind myself in Goa, Mumbai and Chandchowk in Delhi. Rightly so! As I look forward to travel and enjoy life. I feel I deserve and wish that everything goes on smoothly. I am not prepared for a set back which will upset my plans. I know, Dear God that you will not let it happen to me this time. I've been waiting for this time for three damned years. I am doing everything possible to make it happen.
However, I suffered a little set back as far as my loan is concerned for my travel. The bank informed me that the demand for personal loan will be forwarded but if my company doesn't fall in the Top 100 companies, I may not get access to the loan. Though, there are chances. Dear God, I'm imploring you get the loan pass or else I'll be screwed. But, but I'm confident that I shall get through and that you will not let me down. It's just a minor obstacle which must be overcomed.I sure it will at the right time. I have waited for so long and the paper must be passed.I am hope and on December 20, I shall be sitting in the plane and thanking you for making me go through trials and finally blessing me with my wish.
Dear God, we keep fighting as I question your existence while you furiously makes me understand where my rightful place is and that I shouldn't question your existence. But, that the way I am God. I need to question everything so that I can make clear-cut decision in life. I need to see the facts in front of me and I do not really believe in hear say.
But tell me one thing: Does that make me a bad person? Are you gonna punish me for that? After all, you are not that undemocratic and totalitarian. C'mon put some good sense in me so that I can stop harking and blaberring like that. I really need to be more calm and composed so that I can take cool decision in life. Why am I always doubtful of things?
C'mon, extend my dear wish and and answer my question. That's the least you can do for me for my demands are simplistic in nature. See, I am not a very demanding person.
Cheers

have a great day, God

Eroticism of midriff, navel

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There was a time when the woman parading in a short skirt, parading her legs and the upper part of her body exudes sexiness. All that matters was the bust. Refer to Kimi Katkar upping her bosom factor to the lips of Amitabh Bachchan in Hum or Raveena gyrating to Akshay's nature call, Tu cheez badi hai mast mast or Kareena's size zero. It is passé now.
As Bipasha right says it, "Indian men don't like abs on women. Hard bodies are out. They prefer their women rounded, but thin is in now." Truly said Bipasha. Picture Deepika in the bad remake of Dum Maaro Dum. Well, it started with Katrina Kaif with Sheela ki Jawaani. The navel is in, is back and it gonna stay for a long time till something better and smoother replaces the flat curve. It's sexy and sexiness redefined with the smoking hot combo of the navel and the midriff. We all love watching our women's navel. It's not that I am being sexist but rather thinking in terms of sexiness or upping the sex quotient. Ask the new age conceptualists of Hindi cinema. This englobes the saree beautiful on the lady. She is no bimbette and she knows her mind as the smart,kick-ass designer paint a transparent circle between the midriff and the navel. It makes for aesthetic show.
The trend are changing and innovating on the fast line as new designers chips in new ideas which makes fashion adorable. We all want to live the dream. Men are not left behind and we take it as a sign of encouragement as our models have gone from flab to fab.There was a time when someone had to be plump to make a fashion statement. Can you imagine the reaction if someone would flaunt her cleavage a la Deepika, Malaika, Aishwarya or Bips for that matter 10 years back? She lost it and her career is over. Not anymore, dearies. I somehow find the tatoo damn sexy on the navel and it's appeal is unique. Not just for the sex quotient but for it's fashion content and appeal. Thin is sexy and is in. That's the mantra.
It makes for regular exercise and the process of hitting the gym to equip yourselves with a flat and thin curve. Exercise has never been so sexy. Indeed, the navel has been the centre of both male and female attraction. The woman is now more flat chested and is the only part which is still curvaceous. Now wonder brands like are innovating big time with its various length and width to accomodate the human body. A pair of jeans should be fit from the waist to the toe as the wearer easy slips into them. It is a booming industry, the textile. Clothes have never been so innovative in design, process and outlook.
The good thing is that our generation is a very fit one. We are aware of the difference between sexy and vulgar and as long as we know how to project ourselves, who cares. It's all about the brand image. In some way or another, we are all projecting a brand, celebrity or mango people. It is a tale of uninhibited physicality and speaks of the changes in the mindset of the young generation. We are generation, unafraid of speaking our minds and is a fashion statement.
The navel never ever makes the woman looks indecent. She flaunts it so comfortably and it makes her look sexy. It's cherry on the cake. It propel us dancing along with Bipasha on the lines of Beedi jaile le. Personally, I love watching a sexy lady with a well toned midriff, curve and of course, the navel. Katrina's midriff in Sheela ki Jawani is the perfect body to the male gaze. So is Malaika's sizzling act in Munni badnaam. Priyanka Chopra has a beautiful people and insiders in the industry confide that the lady is a fitness freak.
Slim is the new in'. I remember how at one time, in my early teens I would envy guys with a well built and robust body. They were always surrounded by the super hot chicks and was like see, I am too slim, this chick is too farway to chase. I felt like a sore loser. Not anymore. Slim is beautiful. Slim is sexy. What the point of having a robust body if you cannot exude charm and be comfy what's the point in displaying a robust and badly built body. it becomes a case of forced vulgarity to be in.

The brand new avatar of the likes of Kat, Deepika, Priyanka and Sonam for that matter is sheer pleasure to watch. They exude a redefined process of eroticism and sexiness and one feel that the Khajuraho is back and the ladies are living the dream of the temple. It's a tale of mystic beauty. A case of slim, bare and forging one's own identity.Ravi Verma and Hussain saab would have been proud today were they alive as our B-town ladies and why not guys(c'mon we can be sexy and we are..make no mistake about it) would give the sensual pleasure of polishing and re-polishing their arts.

Mixed Doubles

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Meet our officiating Pandit..I mean Ghar Ka Pandit..Oops! Sorrry! Mom's Ghar Ka Pandit. He's an okay guy but, but said something which makes me reflect on Mixed Doubles..oops..Double Standards of religious men. It makes me reflect on our lame society and the in-built attributes we are not ready to part with.
He came home on last Sunday to perform some rites for our ancestors who died. He gave us an invitation card for the wedding of his Sapoot, Gaurav.During the conversation, he said something that could have made me spark a fire within. I was incensed. But, I simply ignored it as it is he was already having a hard time at my hands. Hua kya! i was quizzing him on the religious matters and aram se he departed from my wise questions and skipped it to give some half-baked answers. His to-be Bahu Rani will be made to leave her education post-shaadi. reason: In our family, the bahu never goes to work and must stay at home as if very domesticated. Well, it suit them. My Gaurav is very traditional, he uttered with utmost pride.
Hello, dude! In which world you are living in? Are you sure that you are in 2011? Make sure that you narrate your story to Vipul Shah and Akshay Kumar, they can make Action Replay 2. I mean it's so shocking. Just look at the double standard. Our Dear man you perform prayers in several households and narrate the essence of moral duty, ethics and being a good human being how can you be such a proud hypocrite. In a time where girls are on a equal footing as man, you are clamouring for discrimination in such a fashion. Hell! Where are the parents? And the girl she agreed to such a match? And she lives in the real world? It's not that she will not get any guy and I'm quite surprised that she decided to stop her education. Education is our passport to life and achievements. Or is it that she is so obsessed with marriage..like Kareena in Jab we Met..Bachpan se na mujhe shaadi Karne ki Bahut Shaukh hai..Must be!
Thanx God! Momma said that she could not agree to such a match had she been in the place of the girl. Frankly, I pity the girl. These people belong to the maschism of our present century who believes that a woman place is in the kitchen and is way inferior to man.I mean it's so fucking weird how some people blinded by religion and faith can behave sometimes. It's a sin to make someone leave his or her education and I think the Government must bring a law and impose fine on such weirdos. On top of that, the girl is better educated than the boy. Such kinda things never cease to amaze me.
Coming back to the Pandit, he was trying to coax me that I should get married. But, I told him that I don't believe in Shaadi and believe in living together. He sported a horrified smile. Arre! Bhagwan! Kaisa Zamaana aaya..I was insolent. I know but it's my way of protesting. Like a maniac he persists and told me one day you are going to come and tell me to officiate your marriage. My ass!
His character reminds me of Ranvir Shorey who staged the wife swapping thing, Whn he didn't fuck Rajat wife and his Konkona got laid in the movie, he got furious. Hello! Dude! Whose idea it was? How can we be such bloody hypocrites? On one hand, we teach moral values but when it comes to our own life, we go the traditional and 50s way. Well, to each it's own.

Skipping Condom

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"It's not the first time we were doing that so just ask him dude." Sneha walks in the chemist store as customers looks at her in sheer shock.
She retorted, "Why are you guys shocked? He's Deepak and he's my boyfriend and I dunno why he's hesitating to buy a pack of condom."
Finally she said, "Uncle just give us a pack of strawberry flavoured condom." The man on the counter said, "Rs 25 and put the pack on the counter table, happy to get rid of the insolent girl and her boyfriend. As they walked out, an elderly couple said, "Kya Zamana agaya..Unki umar to dekho not even 20, How it was different it was at our time."
She looked back at them, "What uncle, aunty? You guys never got laid in your time for the heck of it. By the way we are just 20 and love doing it. And we are not hypocrites. Have a gud day and re-kindle your sex life." The middle aged couple were crest fallen and the mouth of the lady was left open for a giid 30 seconds as a result of shock.
At the dining table, Sneha and Deepak broke into a mad, riotous laugh. Sneha tickled Deepak, "Dude, where is my Rs 500?"
He retorted, "Acha Baba, mann gayee..Girl you have guts and how you made a fool of these people and they must be cursing us and what earful you gave this poor lady. Have you seen how her mouth was left open.
Sneha lit a cigarette and smiled, "Just imagine her mouth remained like that forever due to shock?"
"Sneha stop being mean.We need to plan out who to fool next time. Let's search for our next victim or victims."
She looked at him palyfully, "Bastard, now it's your turn."
Shee opened the double- packed condom pack with her teeth and put one on his pocket and gently slipped the other piece of balloon in her handbag.
"Now I'm off. Sid is coming from Delhi and it's been painful not to have sex. I'm getting desperate." She said that as she took a Rs 500 note from Deepak.
He runs after her, "Hell, bitch!I have only Rs 50. My money yaar!!"
She laughs in a manic way and says, "Your Nihaarika is coming. What do you need money, dude? Just enjoy the fuck. You have cigarettes as aphrodisiac post sex."
She disappeared.
Very few know that Deepak and Sneha are siblings. They are more buddies and they constantly search for victims and provoke an act. Many thought that they are lovers and carry on the pretense only to turn the joke on the others.

Main Hoon Na

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The oft-repated, comforted phrase, Main Hoon Na, I will always be there for you. We always say it to a pal on phone, chat and sms. Hey, call me if you need anything. Does it sound a bell? It's the empty promises. kiddy stuffs that we make and yet we keep our promises. Oh! God! Am I getting delusional. Time for someone who will chide us, what happened last time when he or she promised you with the comforting, Main Hoon na ya Apun hai na,load mat le.
I don't think that many of us really keep up with their promise of always being there for us. It's worse than the simple I love You or I will always love you, no matter what. Equations change, situations alter as we make new chemistry and our bond changes from friend X to Y and Z. Our best friend is replaced by a new best friend who rules the heart.
Our 4 a.m friend becomes the complete stranger, Anjaana ya Anjaani oh yea yea yea..Well, that's life isn't it? This is the problem with our generation. We end up making promises that we cannot keep. What happened to this friendship. It has gone to dust. There are so many keep promises and the lamest excuses, Dude you need to move on in life or adapt to new friends in an altogether new environment and new people waiting to embrace you. I have my own priorities in life.
On that matter, I am very traditional. If I promised to someone, Main Hoon Na, I will always be there for you, I stick to my principles. I try my best to stand up for that person and be there when the person needs me. A friend will always be one.

"True Friendship withstand the test of time."
If you cannot make a promise, then don't do it. It's as simple as it gets. I don't hold a dagger to your throat and make you promise those meaningful words. Coz when you make a promise, I build a certain degree of expectations and when I need you as a friend, I expect that you will stand by me coz you are my friend not some other by-passers which I happen to cross path with everyday by exchange a Hi or What's up. I believe that in a friendship there should be mutual respect, understanding and people involved in the relationship should always be there for each other. Of course, we all have our own priorities with studies, career, family and  boy friend or girlfriend. There are other people in our relationship that counts. So is our personal space which should be respected coz at some point in life we must be alone and our own. Personal space in a friendship should not only be understood but treated with respect. Respect my space and your space is the first step towards the solid foundation for friendship.

But, if I promising something to you, my mind will not get twisted and when you are afflicted by the downslide and sorrow, I will not run away from you only to come back when everything is hunky-dory. If I do that, I do not deserve to be your friend at all. When your boyfriend or girl ditched you, I will be here coz you need to shoulder to cry. I will not here to preach and tell you where you were wrong and your ex is not ass or sleeps around. As you friend, I will only listen and try to understand. Criticisms, if any I shall it for a later time as I believe as a friend I have the right to tell you as a friend. But, not before listening to your own perspective The genuine friends are the ones who do not judge nor they do get influence by outsiders to condemn you or worse break a friendship.
As I reflect on the simple yet powerful words we constantly use as we hug our friends, I wonder whether years down the life whether we will really live up to them. The sad part is the way we utter these words as if we are saying good morning and having a cup of chai. Well, if we believe in friendship we should make an effort to mean what we say: Main Hoon Na..Bane chahe Dushman Zamana, Salamaat Rahee Dostana Hamara.
You think it's filmy?
I don't

Loved..Lost..No regrets

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Can we love,lose that someone and feel no regret all? You've loved, thinking she's the one and that you wouldn't surviving without her. She's your world and doomsday strikes. All of a sudden, differences crops in and the relationship turns sour. Time for break up. It's always very painful and takes hellish time to get out of it. I took one year and perhaps more to get out of my earlier relationship. I couldn't come to terms with it. In plainish term, I wasn't ready to accept that the relationship was over. What followed was the frantic blank calls or un returned smses..I just wanna know what went wrong and how was I to blame in the relationship? Mine was a complex story and I was ever ready to leave everything for her. But, it just din't work out the way we wanted to..
Relationships are so complex as friends comfort us..U shall overcome it. Indeed. Now the simple question is: Why that person who meant the world to you no longer makes any difference to your life? Why her name doesn't evoke anything. Yet, you were ready to fight the world to be together and the till death do us apart thing? Were there any regrets? The fights, the blame game-I'm happy I din't indulged into this one.
I fail to understand as how her name doesn't evoke anything now. Does this mean that I have moved on to better things in life. Frankly, I don't know..I really don't know. It doesn't mean that I didn't cherish the wonderful moments spent together and the first time we crossed each other or the first date. Far from that, I cherish each and every moment of us being together. I smile when thinking of these moments. Just the other day, I was going through her pics and looking at my personal diaries on the dates we met. But, honestly speaking, it was just that and nothing more. By the way, I am planning to write a novel on our moments spent together. I dunno know why I am planning for a book on our aha moments and our break up. Of course, some events will be altered and names changed. But, but, question marks and better it is left unanswered!!
Na woh bewafaa thi Na hum bewafaa tha..kya karein  hamari kismat judaa thi!!
Does it ring a bell in your ears? have you come across such a thing? Was it a learning experience and education on the essence of a relationship? Normally, I try seeking out answers and explaining what went wrong and the after math of a break up? Only, difference is that now I am trying to understand several things of what it was before and now why it doesn't make any difference. Perhaps, the person brought some changes and positive energy in our life and has gone to light a candle in another person's life. Is it the law of nature? Is there any answer to life, love and break up?
Questions sought and answers needed. As human we cling to each other and we are the biggest clingers. After all, we are human beings and all of a sudden we detach ourselves from our previous moments of life. No we don't do it with intention or motive so as not to suffer. It becomes a natural thing.

BESHARMI MORCHA

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We are living in a time where our sexual desires are repressed. Let’s face: We are sexually frustrated and our free flow of thinking process has become judgmental as a result of moral and religious influence. We have become hypocrites as we lead a life based on mistrust, prejudice and of course our male egos and superegos. Freud would die of a heart attack had he been alive.

It’s a sham. I am a man and I’m the first to admit how we snigger at a woman wearing short skirt, bare back and showing her cleavage. Yet, we voice against it in front of everyone showing how morally right we are. But, that doesn’t stop us from passing snide and leering remarks in private. We literally rape the women in our minds as we enjoy a libido.

A woman has the right to wear any form of clothes she chose to wear before venturing outside. As a civilized and democracy we must ensure that we protect and uphold the right to life and the dignity of a human being. Freewill is opposed to coercion where we are imposing a set of dress code and moral more to impede a person’s freedom.

None of the clothes wore by a woman should justify physical, emotional or psychological violence.

For starters I am referred to the slut walk that took place in Toronto when a cop asked women to avoid dressing like sluts to avoid physical violence. It’s our own Besharmi Morcha which took place on the streets of Delhi. The walk addresses several issues to the way a woman is dressed, her perception in the corporate board room. There are cases when a fully-clad woman have been subjected to sexual violence. The thoughts of the cop exist in many societies including India where a woman dressed in short skirt is viewed as an easy-lay. I find it revolting and disgusting as my own kin-read it aloud MEN indulges in such kind of behaviour and mindset.

The attitude must stop. I support the Besharmi Morcha and irrespective of its outcome, it has sparked a debate. Why just Delhi? Cities like Mumbai, Pune, Bangalore, Nagpur, Punjab should come forward. Words like Slut Walk or Besharmi Morcha are just names and could have easily been termed the uprising of the fairer sex or revolution. It makes sense for such walks as cities like Delhi and Mumbai witnessed a surge of sexual violence against women. Remember on new year eve, a woman accompanied by a male companion was molested at the Gateway of India.

I am conscious that everyone supporting the cause will be subject to derision of the part of extremist political, social and feminist groups. We are not here to ply to their set of acceptable standards of behaviour. It is not just a walk but a cause for a better society. We belong to the young generation and in today’s times when a woman rules in the board of directors of Pepsico we cannot afford to be ruled by sexist attitudes or male sexual domination. It is a time to act as it is our lives. It belongs to us and not to some so-called predators. Who gave the right to put a judgment and the right to rape and kill?

Who gives me the right to call someone a ‘randi’? What is a randi? I am a male. I can be randi as well. I may well sell my soul for money like many CEOs or politicians do.

It’s sad how we men tend to look at women and we are only too happy not to remove our tinted glassed. It suits us and our interests. It boost our dominance and sexual ego. Perching on a high position, the tinted glasses gives me the right to force myself sexually on a women in exchange for promotion, both from a physical and psychological point of view? Who gives me the right to do so and brandish someone showing her breast that she is willing around with everyone?

Headline of the Day, better things in life:Move on ,baby

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11 dies in bomb blast in Delhi..Delhi court blast:11 blast, 74 injured.

Black Wednesday: 11 killed, 76 injured as terror returns to Delhi

A policeman carries a wounded blast victim at the RML Hospital in New Delhi following a bomb blast......

At least 11 people were killed and 76 injured, when a powerful bomb exploded at a crowded gate of Delhi High Court this morning. About 2 kg of explosives were used in the blast according to the Home Ministry. Meanwhile, the Centre and Delhi government have announced a compensation of Rs 4 lakh and Rs 2 lakh respectively to the next of the kin of those killed in the blast.

Here's a look at one of the headline in answer to today's blast. Then comes the real natak..the usual bhashan of netas and TV will follow suit with their stupid debate..Can India win over terror?  For starters, I am tired with this crap of responding to such gimmicks on the web page of the likes of Mid Day and TOI or NDTV. I ain't gonna vote and tell. Today, I was sad for the blast victims and that's it. I chose not to give any importance to the blast. Better ignore it. It's pointless to sit and work on solutions. Nothing gonna change as a result of the lack of goodwill. The PM can talk, so can amul baby face, Rahul..Yet, nothing will be done. The best thing to do is to carry on with our respective lives. In the name of TRP, the media is giving too much importance to terrorists. This is what they want: Coverage and hit the hardest and what better partner: The Indian media is always up for grabs. As the above picture suggest: Take us along, baby and let shamelessly put the picture of an innocent life.
Now the reason I've put the picture taken from HT is to show the insensitivity on the part of the media. It's my way to show and let know how I condemn usage of such pictures to boost TRP.
Case closed: No more argument on the subject. Let's not attach importance to it and get on with our life
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Moving on to better things or stuffs in life. I just finished reading Times Traveller's Wife. A book of absolute beauty which I rounded in less than 10 days. So far so great. I got another one, The Joy and Sorrows at Work. As a colleague pointed out the other day, at we only have sorrows, sorrows and sorrowly. Interesting point but highly debated though. After I round up with Joy and Sorrows at work, me shall put a brand new post inspired by the book and my life on the matter.
It happened last Sunday. I woke up aaram se at 10. Read some stuffs and there were plans to read some books, watch some DVD movies and what else, starting a short story or better still work on my script. I received a call from a senior editor at office. Apparently, there was a crunch of staff and if I can fill in. I was silent for a few seconds, weighed the pros and cons. Adhered to that though reached office one and  a half hour late. Then, one realizes that it's part of the job. Can it be termed as sorrow? I think yea but it's how we frame our state of mind. But, but I've been rewarded by getting 3 consecutive offs..How? On Saturday everyone is off, my sunday off fall on that day and the off was restored on Monday. So enough to laze around, read, write, blog and sleep. Well, that's definitely the happy part of being at work. One thing for sure: This was appreciated and it means a lot for an employee.
Finally I will be able to get two week or perhaps few days more towards December so that I can enjoy my holiday. I badly need a break. I conveyed my wish to boss and I just wanna write an aplication and what follows shall be the negotiation. I can't wait to picture myself on the beach in Goa and really looking forward to visit amchi Pumbaikar( I am one..my love is torn between both cities..well..no clue..take a guess). Looking forward to meet old friends, make new ones and let loose.
Guess me gonna catch a movie on DvD in some time. Tomorrow I shall wake up early and attend duty..Time to make some contacts as I am venturing into reporting job. I believe that someone can be a reporter with responsibilty and don't bring news at the cost of human lives or invent lives. We belong to the new generation and together we can and shall make a difference.
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TIPS FOR A COOL LIFE
1) Never do something out of obligation-be it reading, boozing, dating or writing. Just let yourself be.

2) Never shy away from finding love

3) Make love not war

4) Kiss and make love with passion.

5) Don't get carried away and indulge in silly bantering.

6)Just be.

Godnight
Be creative

 

 

 

Below 25: Sorry patron..you are too small to have a drink!!!!

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Criminals may not be born, they are created through a monster called stupid laws and legislation. The brain behind them: Government. They dare say that we young people are not responsible enough and that they should be the one deciding what is morally good and bad for us. How ridiculous! I mean it is insane coz we don't know what we are doing with our life. Congress is claiming paternity is our new age mai Baap..as if we are some fucking chutiya..please pardon my language. Our new age self claimed parents have raised the drinking age from 18 to 25.
I don't know. We are living in a time where double standard is the norm of the day. Every time political activists of the main political parties visit Mumbai for their so-called conferences or seminars, well find out where they are after the conference. IT IS A FACT: They are in Kamathipuran. And, they dare teach us morality and have the guts to bring the legal drinking age to 25. Their point is: We young people are immature and don't know what we are doing. C'mon, get a life. If someone has the right to vote at the age of 18, it means that the person has the legitimate right to have a glass of whisky or Vodka. If people can have sex at the age of 18 and in many cases below that, then where is the stupid argument of no BOOZE below 18. It's such crap and utter nonsense.
We are young but we are not irresponsible or idiots that we don't know what to do in our life. A 20 year old can write book, go for an MBA or can be practise as a lawyer or can aspire to become an MP. By the way where all the young MPs? Why are they silent or are they toeing the party line in the garb of hypocrisy? Statistics has shown that many who are beyond 30 or 40 or even 60 something uncles go home drunked, beat their wives and forcibly fuck. Then those adopted fathers and mothers can also pass a law: Increase the voting age to 25 or the marriage age to 25. Since the young people don't have the maturity to drink, they do not have the maturity to get marriage and indulge in the fucking game. Similarly, they don't have the maturity to vote. I dare those bloody non-sensical hypocrites to do that.
Better still, don't issue a licence for driving till he or she has reached the age of 25. Whenever something has been banned, it's all for grabs. Trust me on that. The ban on alcohol for youngsters will lead to a thriving black market. Same case for weed. We all know that it's illegal in India as well as in many countries to have a toke but this illegal market is a flourishing business. I think it's time for those politicians to get some education on real issues affecting the country  You have the guts to risk my life by letting terrorists attack my state, city or country every 2 years. Still, you have the fucking gut to tell..oh! sorry!..not to tell me but order that I cannot drink.

I am not condoning the abuse of alcohol. I know for sure that alcohol has destructive effects for not just the individual but also for the family and society at large. I am only hitting at the hypocrisy of our society. My point is simple: I am not stupid and I have a right to make a choice for my life. I have the right to be in a live-in relationship, to have sex at whatever age I chose to and with whom. It's not to the government to come forward and draft some stupid laws when they have just woken up from their leniency or dream.
At the time I am writing a post, a terrorist attack has just hit the capital city Delhi at the court where 11 people have been killed and 62 injured.
Now will our respected netas tell us why they can protect us from terror attacks? Still they want to teach us as to how to lead our lives? I leave it to your own conclusion. Looks like some people just woke up from their dreams, imagining it to be our reality.