A Descriptive Note from a Bewildered Soul

Stored Some Stories & Stories Revealed here... Is this what I call going through the process of Arrange Marriage!!!

2011-09-15T01:08:00.011-04:00

Dear Bloggi,

I always have to think very hard for a topic to tell you, though I always feel like talking to you but don't want to bore you with not so interested talks.

This time I thought to share with you the process of marriage proposals & going through them. It will sound bit weird to you but I am sure I have some or one interesting tale to tell you. For writing this, I may have to bear the brunt of my mom's anger because according to her, girls do not discuss these things with others and I am sharing this with the world.

In Indian society especially in Punjabi households, the aunty community is very strong. Farther the relation that binds you with those aunties, more worried they are for you getting married, especially for girls. They always have one complaint from girl's mother, “why aren’t you getting your daughter married? it is the right age.” She is a girl, what will the world say & she may not even get a good match if she gets old. Doesn’t matter if she is your cousin’s friend mother’s sister, aunty will repeat the same question everytime they meet the girl's family or spot the girl herself in any family function. If their daughter’s are unmarried then they will say, saab sanjogo ki baat hai, jab time hoga ho jaega (everything is decided by God, when the right time will come, they will automatically get married). Dear Aunty, God is equally ours as it is yours, so God will take care regarding our marriage too.

You remain single for only once in your lifetime & get married for rest of your life, so why people are in hurry to lose their bachelorhood. You cannot stare & appreciate a handsome hunk, nor you can wish for him to flirt with you. After you are married, it is a crime to mingle with your single female friends. For them they are joking about boys in general & drag you & your husband in the joke. Single friends tease their married counterparts till death. Not fair…. :-(

When you are single, you are relaying on your parents for all the good things in life and it is their duty to provide the same. Once you are married, you can’t expect from them, now you are in their position & it is now your duty to provide all the best things in life to your future children. Days go far when you used to have Masti & no taking onus or responsibility of anything.

Anyway, I got diverted from the point for which I started this blog. We were talking about the ever concerned & worried aunties. Those worried aunties then bring some prospective grooms for you to have a meeting. A girl & a boy meeting for the first time to decide whether they are compatible enough for marriage is like visiting a boutique with the intention of window shopping & navigating through series of same looking dresses & thinking of making fun of foolish designs & suggesting your enemies to buy the same.

However for those aunties it is half battle won & if boy says yes then the engagement is fixed for the same day.

What if the girl says no??? That question doesn’t arise because if a girl says no then she has to suffer all the nagging from those faithful aunties, “tere ta zada nakhre ho rae hai, kya kami hai is sone munde mein (you through so much tantrums, what is wrong with this handsome boy)”. I wonder, what is the definition of being handsome for them.

For us, it is important that boy should talk sense & our intellect should match but for them nothing else is required if a girl & boy are meeting & boy says yes. For God sake, we are living in 21^st century & still we have to think for a reason to say no to a boy for marriage. Isnt just a “No” would do?

Thank God for lovely & understanding parents. They have always left the final decision with me & kept quite when others scolded them for giving me leniency for everything.

One of those aunties’s had got a marriage proposal for me one fine day. They convinced my parents to atleast meet the boy once and fixed up a meeting at centrally located place. According to them, the guy was handsome (can’t comment on that because all faces made by God are beautiful), he is well educated (is graduate with BA pass degree), earning well (with call centre, evening shift), marriageable age (30 years, 6 years older than me) & from a respectable Sikh family. For me it’s not important to marry in same community but as our elders say, in arrange marriage, we can not go out of caste & religion. Objecting on him being in call centre the aunty replied, this is for the time being, after that he will join his family business, car accessories dealing :-\ While asking regarding his education level, aunty replied, why does anyone need education to run his family business? How convenient… :-|

So they came, his family met mine; we both didn’t speak anything except greeting each other’s parents (I didn’t know what should I say in such situations). His mother asked me few questions in front of everyone, what is your height? My inner voice said, I hope you are not blind & can see me standing. But I said subtly, its 4’11. She then asked how much you have studied, my inner voice: I studied more than your son, I am a postgraduate in vocational course & did economics honors in my graduation but I said did PG in Advertising & PR.

Then the most irksome question she can ever ask, what is your salary? My inner voice, are you planning to bank on my salary & buy your jewellery or things that you are luring for long time to buy, which your husband didn’t get it for you. However I said, right now its 2,60,000 per annum. Her eyebrows went up & she shouted 2 lakhs!!!! I clarified that it’s yearly & not monthly.

After this interview, even my nani (grandmother) got pissed off but we stayed there not to create an embarrassing situation. Then this mediator aunty sent both of us far from everyone to talk to each other. Every eye is on us & we have few seconds’ not even minutes to ask each other such questions that help us to decide if we want to spend our life together or not. F*** you guys!!!!

We went a bit far from the place where our parents were sitting. He was quite so I thought that it would be funny if both of us do not speak at all. So I asked him the same old question that my friends told me to ask every guy I meet for marriage purpose:

Me: What are your hobbies?

Thank God he opened his mouth & he replied wisely: it’s travelling.

Me: Nice. That means you must have travelled a lot in life.

He: Yes I have.

Me: Which all places?

He: I went to Amritsar, Golden Temple.

Me: Pause at first. Golden Temple??? Every Sikh would have visited Golden temple, even if their hobbies does not include travelling. So it is not even a place to mention. If your hobby is travelling then you must have travelled lot other unique places.

He: Wese to I have a car but I prefer to travel through metro.

I wasssss dazed to hear that. I asked: what? You mean travelling in metro is your hobby?

I thought bit weird but its fine; people can have such hobby.

Then I again enquired: How much do you travel in metro?

He: not much, from office to home & from home to office :-o

I was not in the position to ask anything else …so I kept quite

Then he started his interview session:

He asked in English: How taal (tall) are you?

Inside Me: u looked dumb & now you are deaf too. Didn’t you hear when your mommy dearest asked me this? Have you ever seen yourself in the mirror, if I was tall, I wouldn’t have even come to meet a short heighted person like you. Being a man short height could be a problem for you because you will only have to select girl shorter than you but I can get any man, tall or short (ofcourse, taller than me). Also you would have to face more problems to search a girl matching your IQ & your hobbies.

And gorgeous things come in small packages, your momy couldn’t teach you this because she is herself gifted with poor intelligence. Small things do come in small packages but same doesn’t apply for brains. Small brains are dangerous thing.

However I said loudly answering his query . . .

Me: 4’11

He started himself: I have great future plans. I am planning to settle abroad.

Me: Which country?

He: Anywhere but abroad

Me: Have you got a job somewhere?

He: No but I will apply. I like foreign

Me: Silence!!! Could I say anything else after hearing this?

Conclusion: Do I need to even conclude this conversation? Isn’t this obvious from the discussion itself?

But I will tell you what happened after that.

We went to our respective homes.

My family:

Mom – overemotional, God loving person

Dad – Quite observer & quick decision maker

Nani – Furious & ever optimistic. Earth is shrinking & she will ask me, ab kal office kese jaegi (How will you go to office tomorrow)?

My Bro, Angad – tempestuous & possessive for his sister

Masi – smart & straight forward

Ruchi Didi (Masi’s Daughter) – My ideal. Smart & Great guide

Rishi Bhaia (Masi’s son) – Ever funny & sarcastic wit

QnA with them

My family: How did you like him?

Me: Blurred everything what we spoke…

Mom, weeping: Hey Bhagwan, esa kyu hota hai mere bacho ke sath (Ohh God, why always my kids). Why you made us meet them at the first place?

Dad: Strange!!!

Angad: I didn’t even like his face. I wish to have given him a hardclobber

Nani: No, he is a good boy. He touched my feet while greeting. I didn’t like his mother though.

Masi: All men are idiots

Ruchi Didi: No need to take any shit from these kinds of people

Rishi Bhaia: Laughs. the boy is so cute & Nani!!! touched your feet??? hahhahaha. Even bholu (our driver) touch your feet daily. Would you make him your great son in law?

We didn’t give a call back to mediator aunty thinking that they will understand our answer. Next day, she called herself & informed that the guy’s family called her and said . . .

“The girl has an attitude problem & doesn’t look like a homely girl.”

Thank God, you saved me from rejecting a person.

Mom, weeping: Hey Bhagwan, mere bacho ki kismat mein kya likha hai? (Ohh God, what is there in my kid’s destiny) Why we ever met those people.

Dad: So Strange. Who are they to say such thing? Stupid people

Angad: I really want to bang my fist on that monkey’s face really hard this time

Nani: He can be improved. Tell him to meet me once. I will give him lecture

Masi: Do they want a homely girl? Marry a maid, idiots.

Ruchi Didi: Don’t worry. You deserve better!!!

Rishi Bhaia: Still laughing… hahahahahaha

BLAST THE BA*****S

2011-09-08T04:31:00.014-04:00

"Blast the unwanted, selfish & relaxing government, Blasting us doesn't solve your problems. Authorities will not wake up from their trance not even for fulfilling your demands nor for our rescue", says Common Man to Terrorist Groups.

As news channels are saying, people dying of terror attacks is becoming only numbers because one after the other attacks are happening as usual & government is sleeping on piles of paper with information on number of people died & injured AS USUAL.

Our memories didn't even vanish of the last bomb blast held in the city that we saw on TV & now we are seeing again without much time gap. It is easy to vanish the memories, we will still forget but what about the ones who lost their son, daughter, husband, father in the attack because of the mistakes & evil deeds of others. I pity the government for their lame excuses of issues of Public concern & I even pity them more when they are short of words when any terror attack happens in the country.... Here are few instances ....

Government Says: We strongly condemn the attacks.

My Answer: Obviously. Even if you support them, you can't say it. Saying this doesn't heal us a bit

Government Says: It is a cowardly act.

My Answer: Really!!! I thought that for this the terrorist must get a bravery award. After all it was not easy to break all security barriers & taking a bomb inside high security area, hiding it in the bank.

Government Says: We will not succumb to terrorism.

My Answer: Is that so? So what are we doing right now. We as a layman has lost all hopes to become a terror free country and we have heard it several times.

Government Says: This was a planned attack.

My Answer: News for me. I thought that the bomb which terrorist were carrying, got dropped accidentally from their bag & got blasted. They bought it to play among themselves sitting in Delhi High Court's garden. We heard that it was planned & you informed the same to the affected government, so that means YOUR JOB IS DONE. Now go & sit in your AC office & have tea+snacks from our hard earn money

Government Says: We'd warned the (affected) state government of possible terror attacks.

My Answer: Thanks for your consideration. I am also warning you guys that this is not the last terror attack. Someone somewhere are plotting for another attack, may be of high intensity than this. Can you take action hurriedly & save our nation from another attack?

Government Says: The government pledges X lakhs of rupees for bereaved families.

My Answer: Please allow me to kill your kid & I pledge to give X lakhs of rupees to your family.

Government Says: There are no leads yet.

My Answer: As expected. It will remain like this. DOnt stress too much. We must hire those intelligent terrorist in your place. They seem better at their work than you. So why we are spending money on you. Till when will you guys have free lunches on common man's expense?

Government Says: We can't fight terror alone.

My Answer: Ok, no problem. Take your wife, kids, neighbours & friends along.

Government Says: The perpetrators will be brought to book.

My Answer: We have already read several such books. You can maintain your books till the time you want & keep living your life the rosy way you are living right now. Have fun & Party when perpetrators are brought to books. All the best for great life.

Take their interviews as much as you can, they are expert & have their scripts ready for almost every situation, for inflation, for unemployability, for poverty, for 26/11 type of attacks, even for corruption by their own officials. They can be seen everywhere at every channel & newspaper (PR opportunity for them) & can be seen uttering anything coming to their mouth, every other politician saying almost the same things. We don't want to see dogs barking but tiger attacking. Can you change yourself for us?

High Fever and Bleeding!!!

2011-03-31T06:58:00.016-04:00

High FEVER & BLEEDING!!!!!

When we think of these terms, we feel horrified and tensed however these words are common for India when Cricket World Cup is on. Here the terms we refer to are "High Cricket Fever" and "Bleeding Blue"!!! There are two veins in the body of every Indian from where the blood flows - Cricket and Bollywood!!! But when it is cricket then no one in this world can take its place. It is not our national sport still cricket word is synonymous with Crazy India. We eat cricket, we sleep cricket and we dream cricket. A nation crazy for a sport of bat and ball.

You can expect people missing their farewell party, forgetting their anniversary, postponing their child's polio drop all for a game of cricket. Keep on saying anything to a man watching cricket, you can expect that he has heard nothing. Even a fire alarm is not enough to move him from his chair. While evacuating the building on a fire alarm, he will still ask a question from his acquittance, "Yar score kya tha last".

India fought the semi final match on Wednesday (CWC 2011) and played against Pakistan. It was like an ultimate match for India, a matter of life and death. Playing against Pakistan is a kind of match which even an infant would not miss. Country's economy or share market or falling census was not important that day. All employees/workers were craving for a holiday that day and they got it because even bosses were off to their TV screen, ESPN sports. Normally, working professionals dont get holiday so easily even if their family member have died or they are suffering from constipation. But when it comes to cricket then no illness, cousin marriage, out of town, exams, prospective groom visiting to see me, excuses are required. I guess Cricket has become sole aim in our life.

We sit glued to TV till the last ball and pray for Sachin to make a century as if he would be sharing his profit with us. We reached till finals in 2003 world cup but lost to Australia in final match. I felt really bad but this world cup, we sent Australia to where they belong, sitting idly at their home and watching India in finals.

National Holiday, according to google, where a country celebrates its independence or establishment. I guess winning from Pakistan or Australia or any other team is a freedom in itself so it has be national holiday.

Talking about India vs Pakistan Match, then it is more important than our child's education plans. India vs Pakistan blood flows in every Indian's vein. It is like winning a world cup for us if we are winning from Pakistan in semi final or quarter final or T20 or even net practice match (we should win it all). We love our thy neighbors (Pakistan) and want security and peaceful life for them. Dont want them to take so much pressure to be in finals. Thats why we sent them home to take some rest. And we finally Won . . .

Internet was flooded with funny messages where people expressing their elation on our win. Even newspaper choose to convey their joy through catchy lines and witty cartoons.

Wednesday(the day of the match) was declared national holiday and even the pubs and restaurants had thin attendance. Sweet shops were worried as till 8 o clock evening they didnt have a single sale. Terrible jammed outer ring road was empty that day as if some curfew or emergency have been declared. This situation was there everywhere in India, even in remote regions where electricity is the major concern. Did we for once felt scarred about what will happen to our important business emails?

Emails also had so much fun too like the pictures below:

When cricket fever is on, a person can experience the real meaning of national integrity in India. People from all walks of life come under one roof and watch match together. Even trespassing is allowed that day. Put the TV screen outside a fish market and switch on the match, in no time everyone will be surrounding the TV screen and none in the market.

If you want to evacuate a room, switch the match on in other room and all will shift there. This idea works better than a hoax bomb in the room announcement. Some people dont even move from their TV Screens, for anything as important as natural calls, in the fear of loosing a wicket. Such are superstitious Indians.

Wednesday (India vs Pakistan semi final match, CWC 2011) was the best day when Girlfriends can test their boyfriend's love. If he can miss the match and take her out to dine then he is totally in love with her (quoted by some Netizen). However guys defended themselves by saying, "This thing is not in public interest and it is a pure terrorism.

On the day, I missed the match for few minutes to go to the doctor. While I was sitting inside the Doctor's cabin and Pakistan's 1 player got out. We got to know from the screech of the crowd outside the hospital. It was so loud that a heart patient would have surely died. I asked the doctor if any heart patient is admitted.

Few scholars had to tell the world through their status messages that it is just a game and not a war. You never know, India's loss can result in not just breaking of TV sets or furniture but even more.

Now its time to beat Srilanka and repeat the history. In the past they have already been beaten by Hanuman and Ram. And they dont stand a chance of winning because Sri Lanka's Map comes free when we buy India's Map :P

Being "OptiCricket" is good for health and that is what we do till the last ball even if the scorecard reads, 6 runs to win from 1 ball remaining. . .Ab to chakaa laga hi....

Right Way to live

2011-03-28T05:25:00.031-04:00

Right Way to live, a life's journey!!!

Few things are always memorable in life, like the first step a child takes, first time she goes to school, first time she says mom and first time you take her

out to dine and very sophisticatedly she sits like a fine lady and finishes her food. You start wondering if at all she had been taught to behave like that. Then you think if she is born with the feminine and graceful qualities.

2 to 3 years old boy may be sipping his cold drink with loud bubbling noise sitting far from the table and lot of straws being attached to one another to reach his drink. Tell him not to do it and he hardly acknowledges what you are saying.

This difference makes girls so dear to their parents. She does not promise to stay with her family forever, nor she can assure to be there whenever her family needs her, still a father's heart beats faster for his daughter, may not equally fast for his wife or his son.

What is so special about her? While going out for a movie with her friends she takes permission from her parents, asks for pocket money and promises to be at home on time. But a boy goes to his college, remembers that today is his bunk day, visits the nearby movie hall and watches any random movie just to pass his time. His mom calls asking about his whereabouts and then he informs that he is in the movie hall watching movie with friends and argues with his mother for disturbing him and cuts the phone. This isn't mean that he does not love his parents but his style of expressing his love is somewhat different.

Ask a girl if she wants to leave her parents and go to other house after marriage then her answer would be a big "NO". Ask a guy same question and his answer would also be a "no" however he further adds, "But it depends on the situation and circumstances, things want me to be away then I will have to."

Irony is that, it is the girl who has to leave her parents / her house and stay forever in someone else house, but a guy lives in his own house for his whole life. He sleeps on the same regular bed where he is most comfortable sleeping, sits on his regular couch, watches his favorite programs on TV and eats what he is born eating. However everything changes for a girl. She accepts the house given to her, she sleeps on a different bed than at her parents' home. She eats according to the taste of her in-laws house and does not fight for the TV remote. This is how she learns to adjust and grows faster than her brother (this answers the common question asked in every other movie, why girls grow faster than boys).

After a while, everything gets into the habit and she starts liking the new things given to her. She misses her mom's Dal Makhani but her mom in-law's Veg Pulao is just amazing to have.

Slowly and steadily things get back to normal and she adopts the "right way to live" and follow the customs which she is born to follow. Just like in office, your old company knows your worth but when you shift job you have to start from the beginning and prove your worth again. It is like, you are just being born and telling the world who you are.

I was bought up, watching my parents around and larking with my brother. We have a joint family and every time I used to be around someone or the other. I never experienced sitting alone, nor I stayed without them ever before I got married.

One fine day, I woke up, I didn't find anyone around. I was not able to hear my niece's chirping voice. Missed my brother sleeping besides me with his open mouth. Missed my mom's wake up call, missed arguing with my papa in the morning for first turn to use dressing table.

Before getting married I used to rush home, through my bag in any corner, take up the chips or scan the fridge and sit idly in front of TV for hours. Now I have to think and plan to go to my home (parent's house) and when I go there, I cannot sit idly. I have to help my mom in the kitchen, sit like a lady and not a teenager and serve food to everyone before munching my chips. My brother laughed at many instances on me as I am showing too much of maturity which was least expected from me, being the youngest daughter in the family. Bow to everyone and touch everyone's feet and greet them, before marriage only a "Namaste" or a "Hi" would do.

I wonder sometimes when I visit my parents home, am I the same girl who used to live here and had the authority on every single thing. Now I have to be decent enough not to fight for TV remote or chocolate with my brother. Because he gives it all himself and does not leave any scope for a fight or snatching!!! Not fair!!! After marriage my importance increased :) or it was there earlier but no one showed.

"Parents cry when their daughter is leaving their home after marriage. That means they are sad then why do they have to do it?" I asked the same question when my father cried on my wedding. He replied, "We are not sad that you are going, we want you to stay happy and we may not be there physically to see your smiling face, that's why we are crying."

I also questioned, "I wont be able to share my happiness, sadness, grief's and mood swings with my best friend, my mom, for what I am making these sacrifices and suffering these discomforts?"

He again consoled me and said, "You are getting your new pal for rest of your life, who is of same age as yours. He will understand you better. He will prove a better friend because he will be there with you no matter what. Your mom also has to take care of her husband, son and rest of the family but his sole and first responsibility is you. That's why we call them sole mates and he will prove a better friend than anyone in this world."

My mom said, "During my wedding day if I would have got stubborn like you and spoken like you then you would not have seen the world and I would not have got a dear daughter like you. In that case, I would have been in loss and not you. So dear, do you want to face that loss yourself?"

The question stuck me, I stopped giving further thoughts on the same and got carried away with what life was offering me. Enjoyed every bit of it however at the back of my mind I always knew that living away from my parents would not be that easy. But such is life. Sometimes we get difficult question paper in exam, it does not mean that we would not attempt the paper. We have to clear this exam of life with flying colors.

Now people tell me, "choti si ladki ki shadi bhi ho gai". This phrase always reminds me of my life before marriage, my childhood, my cousins and all the festivals I celebrated with them. When we all teen girls of the colony used to make a gang and visit people's house for Kanjake. I remember how a night before, me and my cousin used to make plans and small little girls used to wake early for the festival celebration, getting ready wearing beautiful outfits. Those bangles and bindi used to look adorable on tiny hands and forehead. Now the arms have grown and size of bangles has also grown. Where has the time gone and before I can think to blink, I was married to the guy of my dreams.

Amazing time that was but more amazing time still awaits for every girl in the world!!!

Watching TV is still easy but watching "the breaks" in between...

2010-06-05T01:40:00.040-04:00

Watching TV is still easy but watching "the breaks" in between...

I am not a very avid appreciator of things. I criticize things before taking into consideration that they also have a good side too. Many people have told me this and they are often true. This may be a way I express myself and want everything to be perfect.

I am a couch potato, fanatic for slothful life and can sit in front of TV for hours doing and watching nothing. Normally while watching a stupid serial people switch the channel at commercial breaks, but here I have made an effort not to touch the remote while a commercial break and switch as soon as the break ends.

There are few ads worth applauding and few really make you laugh at its idiocy. To begin with, I want to mention some idiotic ads, reason for our 30 sec laughter.

The king of idiotic ads, “Fair and Handsome – fairness cream for men”. The makers didn’t get worst jingle than this, “hi handsome, hi handsome”, just because the guy is fair. Who said that fair is beautiful? I like men with wheatish complexion and most girls will agree with me on this. Your true color is your own which is attractive.

This is such an irony that a highly successful and popular guy (especially among girls) like Shahrukh Khan has wheatish complexion and is endorsing a fairness cream. Didn’t the company officials told him to get fair before suggesting someone else in the ad. The cream was not able to make Shahrukh Khan fair and good that he didn't become one.

The ad of “fair and lovely” has even crossed the limits of inanity. If these ads were true then no one on this earth will have dark complexion. Even Africans would have to search for veil. These creams claim to make you as white as milk and not less than this. After becoming fair the model in the ad fulfills her desire of becoming successful (a model, an actress or an airhostess).

She was gloomy when she was dark. She waited for the magic to happen. After the magic is done by "Fair and Lovely" she gets the courage to go for auditions with a huge COLGATE smile and her new found fair colored skin. In this case I think it is important for her to join a personality development class rather than using a fairness cream because her confidence lied in her skin color and not her talent.

Thank God this is not true otherwise we would have missed to have super talented actresses like Rani Mukherjee, Bipasha Basu and Kajol to name a few.

Another in the line is “Tata Tea Ad”. In the ad it is shown that the tea really awakes you not from your sleep but enlighten you with your hidden qualities. A woman after having a sip of the tea suddenly realizes that she has the capabilities of becoming a catering manager.

Amazing na. . . Just like it happens in movies, a sudden wind from nowhere starts to blow her hair backwards. This means that she is enlightened now. A simple cup of tea changes her life. Then this tea should be offered to Shiv Sena and other corrupt politicians to enlighten them as well. Unemployed should also taste this tea, they will get jobs. Why didn't this brand come when I was in college? I was so damn confused about which field to select as a career option. A tea acting as an astrologer, a Guru. Does intangible things have such potential to change the world...Such powerful brands are coming these days. Mothers should feed this tea to her infant instead of milk. Good things should start early. They will be enlightened since their childhood.

One of the sanitary napkin ad shows a girl sleeping with a completely stiff posture. She can’t even move and sleep comfortably. Thank God this isn’t true either. It is being projected that before this brand came in market girls were leading a miserable life and didn’t even have chance to have a sound sleep. This product came as God’s angel and allowed us a better sleep at night. You aren’t making an ad for sleeping pills, are you?

Next in line and eagerly waiting for its turn is “AXE effect deo and perfume ad”. Hahahahahahahahaa.. This ad even claimed money back guarantee if after applying AXE deo girls do not feel attracted towards you. Some even claimed their money back but they didn’t get any. The ad actually forgot to tell the boys that before applying this deo, you need to take a proper bath. A stinky and sweaty person, no matter how many bottles of AXE perfume he has poured or chucked onto him, he will still smell yukkk.

And please give me a break, does the bottle have diamonds inside it that all society girls starts following the whacky guy. If they liked the perfume so much then they should visit a grocery store to buy it, not run behind the man.

Yet another is the ad of “Rupa Frontline”. The guy comes at the airport and stands in the security line and he is not wearing anything except undergarment. This implies that if you have purchased this brand then you are sure to have no money left to buy clothes or does it makes you so flamboyant. Flamboyancy for undergarments . . . hmm. . . doesn't work. . . Some things are good if hidden and not displayed.

No girl on this earth will be pulled towards you if you don’t have simple dressing sense, forget about being smart. The model in the ad should not be allowed to even board the plane. And to add to the misery, his UG says FRONTLINE which means that he should stand in front of the line while security checks. What logic, clap clap slap slap. I wonder what if in future the brands come by the name as “loocue”.

Still few of them left to be thrashed out, “Katrina Kaif’s ad of slice”. The tagline of the ad says, “Slice, Mango Pleasure, AAMSUTRA”. What is there in the brand to link it up with "SUTRA" thing? Please make me understand one thing, what happens when someone actually drinks it, because Katrina behaves as if she is drunk and someone insisting her to have Adam's forbidden fruit. But it is just a Mango drink, control your over enticement, Katrina.

The customers will have to buy the bottle of slice and not Katrina Kaif so here advertiser got confused what they are actually selling. On top of this, the visuals are also not appealing. The brand ambassador herself does not even have a full sip of the drink, she only has a drop of it and that too someone else gives her in a very tacky manner. Audiences don’t even see her gulping the drop. Few questions come to my mind, one being, is it safe to slurp this drink? Other question, is this drink only for boys?

For a simple mango drink the advertisers are luring the customer to buy it and not on the basis of its taste. I wonder what this drink all about…

It doesn’t mean that we don’t have good and thought provoking ads but as I told you, I like criticizing before appreciating. These are not the only idiotic ads in India, we still have zillions of them but good to leave the post here by reiterating a message, 'Ads are supposed to sell the product and idea does matter a lot. So use your BRAINS before using anything else.'

Whatever happens, happens for something good...

2010-04-08T10:10:00.011-04:00

One day, a conversation with my friend insisted me to write this blog. I told her all these things and she felt better after listening to me. I hope everyone does find few words of solace in this post.

My friend:I am jumbled up with problems and everyone is happy around me. When you are actually deplorable then no one is there with you and you are left alone with a whole lot of problems. My life is messed up and it will remain like this forever...

Here is my commend to her...

No new words or new philosophy I am going to teach you today. I just want to remind you the very famous dialogue of "Kareena Kapoor" in "Jab We Met", "jo insan actual mein chahta hai, real mein use hamesha wai milta hai"-"if a person wishes to have something actually then he surely gets it".

It may sound abrupt but just look and observe the people around you. A pessimist fails once and it is multiplied by 100 coz of his attitude. He will be depressed, sad and loom for so many days. He will talk to everyone with anger and therefore his problems multiply. Nobody wants to even see a freaking person like him. Before doing any other job he knows that he has failed already and he actually does coz his attitude has killed his self confidence and faith.

Whereas an optimist’s one failure will make him sad for 1 day or less but he immediately consoles himself and looks at the positive side, takes a deep breath and laughs around with his friends saying "who rejected me didn’t have eyes but button". Therefore for him the world is at fault, so he tries again and again and again unless he lands at what he wants (PS: given same situation to both of them).

Somewhere and sometimes even God surrenders and gives you what you want :-)

This has actually happened with me. Pessimist didn’t want to be successful and so he doesn’t and an optimistic wanted to be successful and at the end, he gets what he wants, if not everything then something satisfactory. God knows better than us what is good for us. We may get adamant like a small kid to play with a particular toy but our parents know better which toy is hazardous for us so that’s why they bring some other, more nice toy to play with but will never leave their kid without a toy. Same goes with God and human's relationship.

It’s all about perspective. We may be sad for a particular thing, example, “someone said bad words for us behind our back”. However an optimistic will feel betrayed for a little time but besides spoiling his day for a person who doesn’t matter to him, he will see the positive side, make fun of the person in his heart and think him as a fool who didn’t understand a gem of a person like him.

If I may take an example from the movie "Jab we met" itself, in the first scene, Shahid Kapoor was distressed. He leaves his lavish lifestyle /business/his family and everything behind coz his girlfriend ditched him. In his journey he meets Kareena, the ever bubbly and most importantly optimistic person. Nothing personally changes in his life, his girlfriend doesn’t come back nor do his falling business gets reformed on its own but his perspective to see things changes and all problems seemed small in front of his eyes. Now he wants to actually solve his messed up life. He didn’t know that at the end Kareena will marry her but he knew that she had changed his outlook towards life and so he was happy. He achieves what he actually wanted (success in Business). In same situation he reacts differently in different point of time, only difference is his “PERSPECTIVE” and “POSITIVE ATTITUDE”. He comes out as a winner later.

When God sees you fighting with problems with great spirit then he himself gets impressed and gives you bonus points. Besides giving him his flourishing business back he also gives his love (a bonus point from God for having a positive outlook). Warna us rondu sadial se Kaha shadi karti Geet.

Movies are no rocket science. They are inspired from social experiences and real life. They are not out of the blue moon so why not find your inspiration/learning for happiness from them only. Especially Bollywood movies are more real to life coz Indian producers don’t have brains and daring to experiment something unique and different and out of the world like Hollywood does. Except few examples like the movie, Love Story 2050 which failed terribly and is erased from the memories of people completely.

So next time if you feeling low/bored or plain sad then you know what to do. Pick a CD of your favorite inspiring movie and watch it. Simple!!!

Also sharing your problems with your near and dear ones relaxes you a lot. Just like vomiting, feelings are also meant to be vent out to someone close. Don’t keep inside you for long or else you may need to take medicines and at the end more messed up life.

'Some words left unsaid' - Part 1 of a Fiction

2010-01-18T01:11:00.008-04:00

What is Love??? A Fiction - (Part 1)

This is a story of a young lad who is gentle enough as a cosset. Her name is Chahat. By profession she is an artist and is associated with a play and drama group in Delhi. Humble is the word synonymous with her. Her friends mean a lot to her. All the happiness in her life is associated with them. She hardly had experienced any emotion in life except being satisfied. Her life was smooth and enjoyable but like most of the girls she used to live in a fairy tale imagination, "one day that special someone will come, her prince charming and take her all along with him forever to a better future."

She was good at her work and enjoyed whatever she does in life. Seldom she wanted anything from someone or hated anyone. She had a blind faith in God and respected her closest friends, Pia and Suman. Though there was still emptiness in her life.

Once she was sitting with her friends (her 2nd family) in a restaurant and then Pia’s phone rang. She was not around so eventually Chahat had to pick it. It was a guy, (Pia's friend) and left a message to Chahat for Pia to call him back. But as happens in the fairy tales, the guy got fascinated with the pretty voice on the other side of the phone and asked for more details from Pia regarding the lady who picked the call initially. “She is a coy and a decent girl, don’t think about her” was Pia's answer to which the guy replied, “I am a decent guy too that’s why I am your friend and I only want to know more about her.”

Pia and Suman always wanted to help Chahat with a special someone in her life as she never was in a relationship with any guy in her entire life of 21 years. "It is high time that you give yourself and life a chance and speak with this guy", said Pia to Chahat.

"I am too scared and have never spoken to any guy like this before", replied Chahat. "I don’t know how to talk with a stranger and will end up making fool of myself. It’s also sounding very cheesy as I am not desperate for friendship". These were the thoughts pondering in her mind to which Pia made her understand that, “this is how you meet people. Sitting at home and hiding your face under veil will not make a guy know about you.” Buuuttttt..... Friends are friends, ek kasam and Chahat was in but only at one condition that she will not speak with the guy. Only sms and that too reply sms will be provided by Pia.
Pia agreed to this, atleast Chahat said yes.

Then it started sms and more sms. The guy (Sunil) was sending it to Chahat and Chahat forwarding it to Pia and Pia sending answer to Chahat and that was forwarded to Sunil. This happened till 3 messages and when it came to answer 4th one then Pia felt asleep as it was 11 at night. Chahat had to reply on her own as she didn’t want to hurt Sunil's feelings.

As not predicted but both Sunil and Chahat felt the connection and instantly they became very good friends. Sunil really liked Chahat as she was a decent girl with beautiful thoughts. He was flattered on her simplicity.

After a long 4 days of sms, Sunil started to insist Chahat to speak on the phone. Chahat again got scared to which Pia explained her saying, "till how long would you be in your safe shell and act like a child. Come out of your tender behavior and act maturely."

Now there was no option but to talk to the guy she had started to like.
Phone calls started and here is the guy footing the bill. The never ending calls became the daily routine of Chahat and Sunil.
What, Why, How were the questions coming to Chahat's mind.

Knowing about this development of talking 24/7, Pia decided to set a day for Chahat's and Sunil's meeting, thinking that they should not get too serious for each other unless they actually meet. The day was friendship day, 5th August.
As this was the first official date of Chahat, so butterflies was there in her stomach. Pia and Suman accompanied her to make her feel relaxed but told her that, “you have to sit alone and we would not join you both and dare you tell this to Sunil that we are accompanying you.” Pia and Suman were also glad that finally they two were meeting because Sunil’s friend was Pia’s boyfriend.

Sunil entered the restaurant and recognized Chahat at the first sight. His heart started pounding fast as he was seeing the most amazingly impeccant and beautiful girl in his life. Chahat knew that Sunil hate lies so she was scared as she was hiding a truth from him.

Being too shy Chahat started to fumble and blurted out that her friends are also there hiding at different places. This was the first mistake of Chahat's life. This erupted a volcano between the 3 friends and furious Pia and Suman left in anger. Sunil obviously felt bad as if he was a terrorist and CBI came to spy on him. This was Sunil’s and Pia’s first meeting as well which resulted into a debacle.

So the first date was a disaster. As soon as Chahat, Pia and Suman reached home, all of them had a terrible fight. Sunil was angry with Pia as he felt cheated, however he didn’t know the situation between the 3 friends.

Returning home weeping with broken heart and fear of losing her friends Chahat called Sunil and told him everything. He was a self respecting guy still he put that aside and called Pia to patch up things with Chahat.
The last thing Sunil wanted to see is tears in Chahat's eyes. His heart was broken as why he ever said yes to meet Chahat. They were happy being phone friends.

Finally the problem got solved and 3 friends were together again. Sunil was able to help Chahat and made things better between her and her friends but in the course he lost his new found friendship. Sunil atleast felt happy for Chahat but didnt want to continue his friendship with Pia which became sour. Chahat was grateful to Sunil as he helped her in whatever way he could. Chahat blamed herself for all this and this was the break of a beautiful friendship of Chahat and Sunil.

Part 2

2010-01-15T17:26:00.025-04:00

What is Love??? (Part -2)

Days passed and Pia broke with Sunil’s friend. Sunil got busy with his work but he didn’t forget the days spent chatting with Chahat nor he stopped missing her. Chahat was also busy with her show approaching. Suddenly Sunil heard a tone of 1 message received on his cell. It was Chahat's sms.

Chahat: Hi, How r u?
Sunil: M gud, how abt u? Nice to receive ur msg. I thought u forgot me.
Chahat: M fine too.just messaged to ask abt ur well being.
Sunil: thx for ur consideration.m good and keeping v busy these days.
Chahat: ok u carry on n all the best.
Sunil: thx :) u tc.

In a short span of time that Chahat and Sunil got to know each other, they shared a zillion things about their lives. Sunil was staying away from his family deliberately to prove his father that he can earn on his own without anyone’s support.

He was successful in keeping his promise as he stayed alone, got a job, worked with sincerity and hard work and was earning enough to support him and his friend’s spendthrift habits. He is good at keeping his promises. His friends are his life and he hates lies. These are the things broadly describes Sunil.

2 months later

Sunil called Chahat to tell her something. Chahat heard Sunil saying with his voice filled with extreme elation, “hey I have come back home to my family.” Equally excited Chahat felt a deep glee in her heart. She was extremely delighted and told Sunil with great enthusiasm, “wow, great, I knew it and am so happy for u”. Both of them shared their happiness.

This was the time Sunil expressed his desire to meet Chahat. Well versed with the last meeting, she was apprehensive to do so.

Chahat told Pia and Suman about her conversation with Sunil but they didnt seem pleased on that. They were no longer excited about this relationship.

After days of convincing, Chahat agreed to meet Sunil. She went to Sarojini market to shop clothes for her next performance with her colleagues and while returning she met Sunil in CP. Nervousness again shed her and she didn’t recognize the person standing in front of her. She walked through him and entered the restaurant.It was Sunil she crossed, hardly acquainting him.

Sunil knew her to be a confused soul, followed her inside. In such a short span of time he started understanding her so well.

They greeted each other and Sunil told Chahat about their encounter at the restaurant door. Chahat was embarrassed.

Sunil didn’t have words to explain how wonderful he was feeling as he was meeting her after a long time. He remembered every minute detail of his first meeting with Chahat, her clothes, accessories, her sandals and even the way she was sitting. He kept staring at her. It was a lovely meeting without any quarrels.

Time passed and they both became inseparable. Seemed like they were made for each other. They both had the best times of their lives. Love was finally in the air. Being sensible and mature guy he started to guide Chahat wherever she required his help and Chahat filled a place in Sunil’s heart that no one can ever take. 'Someone somewhere is made for u', finally Chahat started to believe it because she had met her soul mate. Both completed each other. Sunil used to correct Chahat wherever she went wrong and Chahat controlled Sunil during his times of anger.

Fairy tales does exist and there was no better place than earth to stay.Every breath of Chahat started with a thank u to babaji and Pia and Suman for Sunil. He was an angel in her life. This gave her courage, she started to regain her lost confidence and top of that, she fell in love with herself. He is the kind of guy in front of whom Chahat can say any stupidest of thing in the world and will not regret after saying that, knowing very well that Sunil would correct her.

Sunil also liked pampering Chahat. He wanted to stay with her forever to protect her from all the evils in life. He also wanted to make Chahat strong enough to fight the ups and down of life on her own. For this he had to sometimes scold Chahat badly. But feeling bad after every scold became Sunil’s habit.

They started to meet more often for movies, shopping, long drives etc. though Sunil liked watching movies, Chahat loved shopping. Some requests, arguments, a friendly battle and then ruthna and manana. Sometimes shopping won but most of the time movie won.

Sunil and Chahat felt gladden every time they met. Sunil was protective towards Chahat and wanted to bestow her with best things in life.

In Chahat’s terms, he is lovable, caring and a wonderful human being. In Sunil’s terms, she is a sweetheart and kissed her forehead.Chahat saw some of the weirdest of movies on cinema hall and Sunil spent hours in shopping centers buying nothing, completely exhausting. They started to see their future together.There was not a formal proposal but their eyes said it all.Though Sunil confessed his love several times to Chahat but Chahat didn’t take it seriously because she was a fearful girl who is very uncertain of future. She didn’t want to confess her love for him in the dread of increasing his feelings towards her the moment she uttered those words.

Seeing the circumstances, Sunil’s family was not agreeing to this relationship and warned Sunil to limit this bond with Chahat. He still wanted to elope with Chahat but Chahat didn’t want to separate her love from his family. The situation was dicey and future was vague so they decided to spend the present together happily without weeping and crying. "May be God blesses us with our togetherness as a gift."- they wished together.
Chahat trusted God completely so it was his mercy that she was asking for.

After 3 long years of blissful life
Chahat’s birthday was approaching. Suddenly Sunil started to make less calls to her than before. Not accepting what the problem is, she started to encounter him. Everytime she heard was a ‘sorry’. Little did she know what was on his mind. Chahat called several times but every time Sunil was busy.

Getting aggravated by his behaviour she promised herself that she will not call him unless he reciprocates her call. But it didn’t come. Neither the call nor Sunil. He was gone. Gone without telling, without asking, without speaking. Chahat kept searching for him, but to no avail. His number not reachable. Contacted his friends but all she received was one reply, ‘He is not a good guy for you.’ Who are these people to decide who is good or bad for me? Chahat was tormented, she was shattered. All she wanted is to meet him, to confess her love for him. Passing of days became difficult, more difficult was to stay alive.

Love of her life for whom she waited for several re-incarnations is gone in a second. That was hard truth to digest. ‘Please come back’ were the 3 words that Chahat kept murmuring.

At her acting classes her performance in emotional scenes improved as it became easy to cry than laugh, and the tears coming out of her eyes were real. She was receiving lot of compliments for her work but everything was incomplete without Sunil. Her eyes kept searching him in audience but he never came again.
It became a routine for Chahat to spend nights weeping in silence. She remembered all Sunil’s things, his habits, his care, his touch. Anyone could spot Chahat sitting gloomy surrounded by bunch of people. She tried to stay calm and happy to show the world that she is fine. Who used to be a funny channel was now a girl with tears. An optimist was transformed into a pessimist and God was the main culprit as she trusted him for his help. In return he separated both of them.

What could be the reason of Sunil’s sudden departure? Why he said to all his friends to tell Chahat that “he is not a good guy for her"? Her first love dissapeared in front of her and she could not do anything. Pia and Suman told her to be practical. “This is such a harsh word on earth. This meant to forget the moments spent with him that made her happy". "Her future is in dark. Why he did this to her?" However she still trust him and love him completely. "What could have been his bindings that he had to leave her like this?”, she thought.

She started to hate life and if the next moment she has to give her life then she would do it happily.

God united them and he made them apart. The person who showed Chahat the path of living has broken her self confidence. Chahat stopped trusting relationships and started hating the world that separated two lovers greatly in love. Cry and more cry was the destiny now. Every minute and second was filled with Sunil’s memories. She can not forget him because she does not want to.

Chahat thought that, "God wanted two soul mates to meet that’s why he sent Sunil in Chahat's life but actually he wanted to show his authority and superiority that’s why he separated us for no reason."

Life is like this, if this would have been a movie then climax would have been 'Sunil weds Chahat' but reality is cruel.

Chahat’s faith had disappeared. Her lifeline was gone somewhere, but she always prayed to God to "please take care of Sunil as he still is mine, no matter till how long u keep us apart but the love will never fade away."

What is Chahat’s future? What will happen to her next??? All she wanted was togetherness with her boyfriend, was this asking for too much? What have happened to Sunil? Is he missing Chahat like she is? Why they could not be together? What harm could they have caused to anyone if they decided to be together forever? If they were not designed to be together then why they ever met? Will she never be able to meet him again?

Such is life, u will find more questions and less answers, most of the questions remains unanswered till the end of our life.

Life is not a movie and not every love story have happy ending, no matter how deeply you love someone, Chahat finally comprehended it. Her's love story was not a cheerful one.

Can Chahat get her Sunil Back? if she has done nothing wrong in life, then will she be blessed with the one she always dreamt of???

Nation's new Anthem "ALL ISSS WELL"

2009-12-29T14:52:00.018-04:00

Dil se bolo...ALL isss well.

3 Idiots of our nation said these words, “ALL isss well”, means everything is fine. yes here m talking about the most loved movie of the season, of the year, “3 Idiots”. Since its release, this movie is getting rave reviews from all critics and audience however I would like to bring to notice some funny moments shown in the movie which despite being really witty were actually not and have tormented the sentiments of some people.

To begin with let me make it clear that I am a big fan of Aamir Khan and really like the way he works, his dedication, his ideas, love for his work and the message that he tries to put across through his way of storytelling. I was the first one to tell all my friends to go and watch the movie and I myself wanted to see it 1st day 1st show. As anticipated this is a great movie and loved aaaa... laughed watching it at many places. At some instances I stood from my seat and literally clapped and whistled. Unfortunately where it was most liked by youngsters, it may have hurt the feelings of some elders.

Some of the sequences in the movie are absolutely fabulous and the learning which they are providing is worth applauding. The learning and a message to society seemed similar to the message of the movie "Tare Zameen Par" i.e. criticizing our old and backward education system. The perfect learning being, “try to excel in whatever you do and victory will follow you”. Now I am a big fan of this message and the movie and the actors and the director.

We liked the message in ‘tare zameen par’ as it hit direct to its audience and was too the point but in case of 3 idiots it was shown in a different vision. Am myself is of the opinion that in order to clear an examination one need to understand the basic of the subject and not just mugup things – (teaching in the movie). I got low marks in my college despite being a bright student in school coz the subjects in our course required us to cram it and I didn’t like doing it. No Aamir Khan came to my rescue to explain me the basic concepts of my boring subjects.

However following this heroism thought and message of the movie it has shown some sequences wherein fun have been made of some serious issues. Raju (Sharman Joshi) is too hapless in the movie and wants to be an engineer to end all miseries of his family. His paralyzed father, his old and ever crying mother, his 28 yr old unmarried sister and no family income, all expectations from their only son – u feeling pity, don’t be coz this is the most hilarious scene of the movie. I would have felt offended if I would have been in Raju’s place in real life. To all this Rancho (Aamir) is telling Raju to be carefree and learn the basic first before appearing for his examination. As this is the hindi movie so he has to be successful at the end however this carefree and being transparent attitude would have cost Raju a hell lot of things. Everyone is not Aamir Khan or his buddy who could take grievous risks and still manages to win at the end.

In another incidence, Raju and Farhan (Madhavan) while searching for their lost friend Rancho goes to Javed Jaffery. They take Javed Jaffery’s recent died father’s ‘ashes’(asthia) and warns him to disclose the truth about Rancho’s whereabouts otherwise they will put the asthia into the commode. I laughed like crazy but my father felt it in other way. He said there are zillion more funny ways to get the truth out from someone but why they are disgracing the dead.

A movie is a reflection of our society. Learning for many and youngsters, teenagers, kids follow the things that hero is doing and will dislike things that a villain is doing. That’s why hero is shown as a good human being in most movies because there are lot of impulsive and juvenile followers but in the movie 3 heroes (Aamir, Sharman, Madhavan) are shown pissing in front of their professor’s house at night. Do they want kids to get inspired and follow them? They usually get drunk in college at night and then talk wise.

Sometime back, in one of Aamir’s interview on a TV channel he said, “I didn’t like the movie BLACK”. Getting dazed by his statement the journalist asked the reason behind his bold statement to which he replied, “In the movie Amitabh Bachan is beating a deaf and blind kid in order to teach her. Child abuse is shown in the movie which people watching it might follow, which is not right.” I agree but why is he showing serious offence in his movie like pissing outside your professor’s house for fun, youngsters might follow it.

The last scene of the movie was shot in Delhi at “Imperial College” wherein Kareena’s sister is pregnant. Kareena is a doctor, she has a quarrel with her father (Boman Irani) and she leaves her house, far from everyone in disgust. Now her sister is having labour pains. Options are to take her to the hospital but you are mistaken, in few hours rain has poured so heavenly that roads got blocked coz of water logging. No ambulance can come to take her nor Kareena can come to her sister. Now what is the option???think….. our own hero and his friends will do the delivery of the baby. Total filmy... (just few moments before he and his friends were rusticated from the college). At that point I wondered, when the time Delhi was got choked with so heavy water logging that vehicles were not able to move even an inch for several hrs. ok hindi movie, kuch bhi ho skta hai... Now they have everything intact and are ready to do the delivery buutttt hindi movie again electricity went off. He still manages to get the electricity with the help of car batteries. Kareena’s sister is Boman Irani’s (their professor who has rusticated them from college couple of minutes ago) daughter.

So finally baby is born, all kudos to Aamir Khan, the hero (whereas a whole team worked together) but credit has to go to only THE HERO. Boman Irani gets emotional and cancels his rustication orders and gives him his precious pen which he kept it with him for a long time to give it to the brightest student he will ever come across. Great naa… A person with engineering background can now work as a part time doctor. Just wanted to remind you that nothing personal, no one is as big fan of Aamir Khan as I am.

I thoroughly enjoyed the movie and thought it as a prudent decision of the makers and actors to be a part of such film. But being a true and honest fan, I wanted to bring certain things to notice which most people have missed mentioning. Reports said that “Aamir Khan's "3 Idiots" makes a business of Rs 100 crore in 4 Days‎” (source: http://www.breakingnewsonline.net/bollywood/238-3-idiots-do-rs-100-crore-business.html) and it is sure to make more business and may even break records of all movies made in this genre or this year. Kudos to the team but just be more concerned towards the outcome and impact on society. It has the highest “entertainment quotient” from all the movies I have seen till now.

2009-12-28T02:47:00.057-04:00

Couch Potato, A Reality Check...

Well to start with and being precise, this is a blog written on me for self analyses. No I am not self appraising but being a bewildered soul asking myself “what are my hobbies”? This is the question often asked by interviewers before selecting any candidate for a job, “What are your hobbies?” As if they will let the candidate follow his/her hobbies in office. ex. A person likes gardening so he can plant trees in office premises to satisfy his creative urges.

Instead the interviewer should ask “what are the things you like doing which you would never be able to follow while you are with us”.

Such is life for a working professional especially in a private job. Sometimes it seems ages that you had followed what you really like doing. Also if you ask me what are my hobbies then my answer would be hmmm.... let me think. Seriously I dont know what I actually like doing. However must be a bit clear from the heading itself, I like watching TV. I am a big couch potato. Put me in an isolated house, give me TV set (ofcourse colored one) and some food and I can live for many years and can even break all records of Big Boss all seasons put together. But I am scared to do a reality check on what I end up watching.

Once on a chutti day (got an off after a long hectic week), got time after long to switch on TV, cancelled my shopping plans with buddies. Wanted to stay at home and fulfill my eagerly waited wish to see TV for long hours.

So finally was holding a TV remote in my hand. TV switched on... switched to Zee Tv and “Agle janam mohe bitia hi kijo” was being telecast.

Didnt want to torture myself so surfed another channel.

Here came Sony entertainment televison, CID was coming.

I think the channel should change its name from “Sony” to “privately owned by CID”. I like watching the serial but cannot take the overdose. Then it was colors TV, there it was time for "kya hottiiiiii utran". This serial makes me cry coz of its stupidity. What the hell is happening? A girl on her own wish, makes her friend cum sister sit in for pheras instead of her place, to get married to her boyfriend and then she is crying like hell,,, why?????. need a brain storming session to understand this.

Another channel, Sony Max wherein “Sing is Kingg” was coming. They only have one movie that they show every now and then. Have already seen the movie twice on cinema hall…not interested.

Again changed the channel and it was India TV’s turn. They were showing another of their “Breaking News” wherein a small girl residing in a small village got into a pit and was asking for help.

All the reporters standing near the pit were capturing in their respective cameras and was asking us (the viewers) whether this small poor little girl would be able to rescued or not. I wanted to tell them that if you are so concerned then jump into the pit and rescue her or else adopt her when she will be out. But they didnt do any of this.

Then again I surfed and here came most loved serial of all aunties "yeh rishta kya kehlata hai" on star plus (ofcourse it must be a repeat telecast). One married couple is asking the viewers, what is the name of our relationship???? are'nt they husband and wife? Confusing for me!!!

Now time came for "MTV", repeat telecast of splistvilla (I must say that this serial is for weird people who dream of owing fame by doing nothing except bitching).

End up watching this disgusting serial for long 1 hr...phewww... don’t know why.

Again surfed and switched to “Zoom TV”. Wow this one held my eyes but not for long. They were showing the countdown of popular artfilm actors and were praising "Neha Dhupia" for her enigmatic personality and her charm. Ok she is charming but for whom. didn’t understand so switched again to “Star One”. They only have one serial with them "Mile jab hum tum".

The characters are trying so hard to please people with their nonexistent acting skills and trying even harder looking good by applying lot of make up than usual. Channel wale are also proud of this no story line useless serial...no no no no.... switched again and it was HBO. This channel is at the end of surfing on my TV coz our cable wala also knows that this is not to be watched by parents and should be seen under strict surveillance of their grown up children. But to my luck (bad or good don’t know) a sci-fic movie was coming. not interested…

Wat else to watch for... still I didnt switch off the TV. I started it all over again from Zee TV to sony to colors to MTV to Zoom etc. in the hope to land up on a good piece of thing.

Reality check on some serials already on TV: "Big Boss" on Colors (strictly to uplift some forgotten and untalented people on TV). I would call it a social service, bravery award for them. Still it manages to steal lot of eyeballs.

"Lux perfect bride" on Star Plus (please stop this serial of disgracing prospective brides by eliminating them coz they didnt have any connections with 5 dumb boys in front of them).

"Raaz Pichle Janam ka" - After watching this one I wonder, common man in his past life is from small cities of India living in extreme conditions but when it comes to our celebrities they all are from beautiful locales of Switzerland, Netherland and US or are from English speaking countries. Can God be so partial??? Also everyone is human in their past life. No one was insect, cow, horse, elephant, mouse, tree, bacteria, sparrow or dog.
Roadies (can watch it not bad but please dont show people eating shit)
I dont like any serial running currently on TV so what are my hobbiess???? does anyone have the answer!!!!!!!!

Upcoming shows: "Rahul ka swamvar”, I wanted to participate in this one just to tell Rahul my true feelings for him, “u dont know where u r heading. u shd not think of marriage right now and focus on your falling career. Wat you will make ur wife eat???Another swamvar to earn money???? Also one piece of advice for you, stop eyeing for young girls you old man."

I wish I would have gone for shopping with my buddies only :(

dare to pick customer care call, only you are responsible for your hard luck!!!!!

2009-09-10T08:37:00.031-04:00

Phew... these customer CARE calls. Do they really care? It is absolutely unfair

Hearing the ringtone and attending the call have dual effects. It irritates some when you are busy but for some its the most soothing voice on earth (for chatterbox). I am a kind of person who hates to avoid anybody's call and gets excited on receiving the call because according to me someone has thought about me before giving me a call. So dont want to break hearts by not picking it.

I am in a kind of profession where I usually get calls which mean business. So here is another reason for attending them. I was happy when I was in college and my pop got an exclusive cell phone for me. Never thought that when I will grow up and become a professional then this cell phone will become a blood sucking creature. My blood is very precious, wanted to donate some more.

These calls from so called CUSTOMER CARE DEPARTMENT have sucked my blood. I get calls from them as early as 6 o clock in the morning and as late as 12 at night. Once at 11 o clock at night when I was dizzy and was about to have a sound sleep then suddenly I heard my cell phone started ringing. The mobile was lying at a distance so I hurriedly rushed there to pick it before it gets disconnected. It was from an unknown number. I thought must be a business call, I picked it and heard "aur is dil mein kya rakha hai... tera hi naam likha rakha hai". Got really pissed off and saved the number as "HUTCH IDIOT". next time will not pick this number.

I had a fight with my boyfriend and was expecting him to call and apologize. Again an unknown number flashed on the phone, I thought that he wanted to surprise me by calling from an unknown no. I picked the phone and it said, "tanhaiiii tanhaiii, dil ke raste mein mene thokar esi khai, tute khwab….” naaaahhhhiiiii. That really broke my heart. Its really embarrassing and in my teens we used to say at such a situation, chopi ho gai means bezzati kharab ho gai (spoilt the image)

Again, once I was in the meeting and client was really irate as why not much work has been done on his account and I got a call, thought may be for the good of this client only. picked it after getting a weird look from him and heard "wheres the party tonight". I thought let me meet you guys then will tell you wheres the party, after beating you in pieces.

Once I was stuck in an overcrowded bus and was feeling really agitated as sweat pouring from all over in this scorching heat, suddenly got a call. people around me was so many that it became difficult for me to reach till my phone. i pushed some, had a quarrel and finally reached my cell phone and picked the call, it said "mere sapno ki rani kab aaegi tu..."

This also happened once when I was in cinema hall and was watching Raaz part 2(Horror movie). the suspense was about to unveil, thrilling moment, all eyes glued to the screen and hearts beating faster than normal. suddenly phone rang. this was the last thing I wanted to happen on earth, when I am watching my favorite movie and receives the call at the climax of the movie. had to pick it. went all the way to exit, stumbled, disturbed everyone and finally picked the call and heard, "jab hum jawa hoge..jane kaha hoge......" cut the phone in disgust, returned to the hall hurriedly to atleast see who the culprit is but my friends said its time now to go out and not come in.

Now it has become a daily routine and have got used to it. I save their number every time they call but they always call from different numbers. Now if the call comes, whether I have rushed hurriedly from the washroom, or have missed other important call on my landline, I always attend their call with a smile and gives answer to each and every query.

PS: have sent request for stopping these calls several times but all in vein. very lazy to register online. That’s why have compromised with the situation HAPPILY.

Guess they follow me everywhere I go because they are happy to help but in which way that is not mentioned....

Every drop counts!!!put a bucket below the tap with little water drops falling from there. the bucket will be full in sometime

2009-06-18T12:01:00.025-04:00

Making a drop count.

Since childhood I have been very fond of doing well to the mankind. I know I don’t have best of the heart but still I always had this inclination in my mind to be useful for anyone someday, at least to one individual if not many. However I never used to get a chance to do something really great that people will call it a very humble and compassionate move.

Just to keep you all a bit informed that I don’t look like the healthiest of all. I have a feeble body according to my near and dear ones and I should never think of doing something like donating blood otherwise after taking my blood the doctors will have to donate 2 extra bottles of blood to me which they have taken from someone else.

Once upon a time I was returning home from office and was walking my way to metro station. It was evening 07:30 by my watch. It was all dark and crowded as I was passing the congested roads of CP market. On the corner of the road there was a set up of a blood donation camp (sponsored by some NGO, forgot the name). As I was on the phone so I didn't notice it. One handsome looking guy came in front of me and said, “Mam please donate blood, it will only take 5 min”. Bingo.... this was the moment I was waiting for. I was hesitant as it was late and dark. But still that young guy didn’t have to try very hard to convince me. I went inside the camp and people there told me to lie down on the stretcher. One younger looking guy came and he was looking like an intern. The only thing that made him look like a doctor was the stethoscope around his neck. I asked myself, “is he going to take my blood out of my body?”

I thought to myself, "Now is not the time to back out". I kept lying there and he started to inject me the injection and began the process of taking out my blood into a bottle. During the process he was making me involved in his not so interested talks so that I should not panic however he seemed more scared than me. I saw my red blood was traveling through the pipe into the bottle. Somewhere deep in my hearth I was feeling happy and lucky.

After the process was over I stood up and wanted to rush home but the people there stopped me and told me to take rest for some time. Thank God they stopped me because soon after the process I started feeling like vomiting and I vomited. Everybody who was attending other donors they left them and came to my rescue. Someone holding towel and someone holding plastic bag all came running towards me. After that I vomited again and the process continued... I thought that it was all because of that handsome looking guy. Neither he would have charmed me with his looks nor was I feeling awful after series of vomiting. Everyone started to console me and trying to make me believe that it was natural and there was no need to panic but their panicked expressions were showing some other picture. Anyways I was not scared rather I was thinking that would I be returning home vomiting all over the places. They gave me juice, apple, biscuits to eat for energy booster. I finished two small tetra packs of juices and ate several biscuits. I enjoyed the attention that I was getting. Everyone around me was serving me as if I am the princess who has just landed to heaven. I ate, ate and ate. I wanted to tell them to go and attend rest of the patients who were watching me with glued eyes, but I didn't utter anything. Lagey raho … Lagey raho… !!!

Bahut hogaya pampering and all, time to go. I was feeling better and decided to make a move. They also gave me gift as the token of appreciation. Gift!!!! wow.... Ek baar aur khoon lelo yaar! Gift wrapped in the wrapping paper was so tempting, I wanted to tear the paper right there and see what is inside but...I resisted again. I was feeling dizzy but was also feeling a sense of self admiration, happy and excited. I did what I always wanted to do. It was a great feeling. I landed up home safely and am still alive after approx 1 year of this incident.

So people!! extending your helping hand to others in any way is a feeling beyond comparison to anything. Am not telling you to hurt yourself in the process but world is a small group of people, they should help each other, stay together happy and spread happiness. Staying happy is so much fun. Do good to people and they reciprocate the same with interest.... how??? wait for my next blog.

Ab "Bus" Karo

2009-03-24T02:13:00.026-04:00

It is not unusual as everybody like me would have experienced someday or the other, a bus ride. This is the routine of every morning in almost everyone's life. Now that you have earned a lot and go to office by your own car then its a different story. But you would surely be reminded of your early days of struggle.
As I boarded the bus, there was a huge bunch of people standing so I got an idea after watching the over crowded bus that I have no chance of getting a seat. So there I am standing, holding a huge bag bigger than me. As this is supposed to be a white line bus which doesn't have ladies seat. Men also have right to get a seat but watching them sitting and me standing really annoys me. One nice girl seating shifted a bit and offered me a place to sit next to her. I was thrilled by her gesture and happily sat next to her. After I sat, I realized that the space offered to me would not have been more than half an inch.Still considering her feelings I didn't object. I was on the verge of falling down, therefore I shifted a bit and deflected a moment of embarrassment from my life. one aunty was also on the same seat as ours and she gave me a threatening look, as if I dared to shift a bit more, then this would be my last day on earth.she was sitting most comfortably on her seat conquering space of 1 and a half people and giving me threatening looks. God please give me lot of power for just one day so that I can beat this round, huge, bulky aunty. The temperature is rising and sweat is pouring, oh God please find an escape from here.

As I was sitting at the edge of the seat, people passing by were hitting me and was increasing my temperament. A glimpse of thought ran my mind where I wanted to throw everyone out of the bus, especially that terrorist aunty ji. Sometimes I wonder that there are so many people living on this earth and trying to find out the motive of their existence. India got such a huge population.

On top of all this, some Hindi background scores were also played by the driver. I would call them torture songs. They were by any chance were not the best of songs I have ever came across. Funny music and more funny lyrics. Those may be from some B or C grade movies and that too pirated ones. As I was dying to take a nap but considering the fact that the place where I was sitting and the music that I was hearing, I avoided to do that.
I was thinking that the moment anyone stands and leave his seat I would hurriedly rush and grab the place before anyone can do that. Therefore I had an eye on each and everyone seated. People might be thinking that I am making plans to hijack the bus,but who cares as long as I get a seat. Here goes...a person got up and left his empty seat behind. As I was about to take it, one girl came from somewhere and grabbed it before I can even see the empty seat. Chalo no problems, Thank God offices have plenty of seats and atleast in our office we have a permanent seat reserved for us. Ab to office hi jakar bethugi (now I would be able to sit in the office only).

Hurray...... aunty got up(who was giving me threatening looks). I got a full seat to sit :) But But But my destination has also come. I would also have to deboard the bus in couple of seconds. I got to sit comfortably only for 2 min. but those 2 min were like blessing. Jitna mile utna acha (whatever you get be satisfied). Real blessing was that I came out of the overloaded bus.

Conclusion: Buy your own bus and never let anyone sit inside or buy a nano.

Dogs and politicians are not allowed to read my blog!!!...... Ok dogs can...

2008-12-03T08:40:00.025-04:00

What a terrible scene!!!

Why does it happens to innocent and unarmed people all the time? This is because nobody will cry if some corrupt politician loses his life in terrorist attack. They can never be in those attacks because they are not the chosen one - God's favorite. Yes me talking about the recent Mumbai terror attacks.

Recall from your memory when Patil said, "Bade bade deshon mein esi choti choti baten hoti rehti hai". Ya right Mr. Patil, you or any of your family member should have been in those attacks. I assure you we would definitely have offered flowers at your funeral and then would have thanked God for taking a shit out of this world. Mumbaikars have gone through a mess that we can never imagine.

These sleeping beauty politicians have always tried to divide India into different religions. Let me tell you that India is a land of diversity. we should be proud of all our religions and proud of the fact that its only in our country that we get to experience the variety of religions.
Tell me if I would have been of some other religion then would I have been any different person? no. absolutely not.

Talking about Achutanandan and his comments on Lt. Mr.Unikrishnan. In order to satisfy his ego he commented, "Agar wo Unikrishanan ka ghar naa hota to waha kutta bhi nai jata". Oh really, so does that mean you understand dog's feelings or you have now started thinking like a dog.
Oh God I should not have said that, what if any dog hears this. He(dog) would probably commit suicide as he is being compared to Achutanandan.

Its not only the politicians who should be blamed, its we who have made this mistake of choosing them as our representatives. but what to do, whom to vote and select one gunda(crook) over the other. Thats why I prefer to be a papu and dont vote at all. I would definitely have voted for an NSG commando if he stands for elections. They are our real heroes and will always be. They are the saviors and saved our life. whereas idiot donkeys(politicians) uttered whatever was coming to their mind and that too in a serious situation like terror attack on the city. people are mourning and crying for help. didnt these donkeys had better things to say to console them.

Oh, How can we forget to discuss about "our beloved" Raj thackeray!!! Someone go and inform him that not biharis but terrorist have entered His Mumbai. "Go thackeray go and beat them, save your mumbai where only maharathis can enter. How dare they even think about entering Mumbai, your city and destroyed property worth Rs.500 crore. they even killed your people (marathis) for whom you were fighting and had soft corner in your heart. Go and beat all the terrorist into pieces like you did with innocent people. oh ok so u forgot to take your bravery pills. that time when you were fighting for the rights of marathis, you were just showing off your ability of being a man because otherwise people had doubt on that."

So many people hate you (politicians) and cursing you for what you are. If you are still alive then one word of honor for you @#&%!!!*%

Its not the first time that terror attack have happened and lot of people have died. This recent mumbai attack has worked as an eye opener and crossed the limit of our patience. Before this we used to crib and abuse politicians behind closed doors. This time whole nation including media have come up and taken this opportunity to expose all of them once and for all. If this ignition of fighting for our rights remains intact then all of us would lead a happy and peaceful life. See only 3 days of truth said and discussed in open have created a panic situation among the politicians that they are running and hiding their ugly faces.
long live this anger and courage that have taught us to be united and speak the truth by exposing the corrupt ones.

Mukhtar Abbas Naqvi..............next blog on you for sure with lots of &*%$!!#@. dont feel bad ok.

making sense of senseless...Singh is King!!!

2008-10-24T07:43:00.009-04:00

Yes folks u guessed it right..my next blog after a long time is on the most talked about movies "Singh is King". though it is too late to write anything abt this movie wen so much is already said and written abt it.bt i stil made an attempt. i saw this movie twice in cinema hall coz of its humor.
The movie became famous coz of its senseless comedy. to make such a senseless comedy, director has to be really sensible.being a punjabi AKSHAY KUMAR has performed his role briliantly. so much so that nw i am a die hard fan of him. u know some mast punjabis like him were there in my school too.i remember one of my classmate "Harmeet Singh". he was a real funny chap. No not because of his good sense of humor(he doesnt have that) but coz of his ultimate body language. in a serious mood while teacher is already there in the class however her head is turned towards the board. he would probably stand up, take his friends bag(who is shouting his lungs ut to return him his stuffs) and will sing a song "Chipkali ka dana hai...dinasaur diansaur dinasaur and takes a full circle of the class. now what does that mean???ek dum mast naa.
now i tell u a classic example of being mast and senseless.a scene from the movie itself.when lucky singh(original don) gets injured and our own happy singh(Akshay) brings him to the hospital. he got hurt coz of happy singh, now he is paralyzed and cant speak a word to explain his feelings. on this happy singh is wondering "main ise itna bacha ke laya to phir kese lag gai"(i tried saving him and his life then how come he got injured so badly). everyone in the hospital ward is wondering and making stories on their own on wat lucky singh would be thinking and saying. lucky singh is getting angry as none is able to understand him.ab uska khoon kholne lagta hai... and at last saline (drip, blood bottle) gets blast. though climax was a forced ending and director thought to end the movie in another 5 minutes.

Moral of the story: 1. dont take panga with sardars 2. a good for nothing sardar can stil makeany1 laugh, no they are not jokrs but GOD send them on earth to assure that no one is sad in their presence.give a gift called smile to everyone

This is my work place :)

2008-09-20T03:03:00.024-04:00

Have you ever heard fun in workplace that too for the purpose of self analysing. I know... stop screaming... everyone would be shouting their lungs out "yes we did in our office" however it is not so usual. What we did is wrote the values that we need in our day to day life. Remember values of your life!!!it is not personal traits or your hobbies, interest etc. it is values, ur ethics, ur belifes, not necessarily u follow them all. GOT IT!!! NOOOO. even we took 1 hr to understand the term and when we did then there was no stopping us.

First let me introduce you to my team present there. there was Archana( Big Boss), Richa (sitting in 1st desk, sincere), Akanksha (sensible), Prateek (back bencher,funny bones) and then thats me. Alka was absent that day coz she was not wel :(

Let me tell you this team came out with such wierd responses which otherwise would have been title of old hindi movies or balaji's serials like abhimaan, khuddar... but all for good cause. Our big boss told us to talk to urself and get the answers. while we were doing it our funny guy prefered to talk to google, his old buddy. bt google cannot teach you how to talk to urself. right?

Now here we are with atleast 40 values listed on the board. thats cool. atleast we know ourself quite a bit. out of that 20 were shortlisted and here we are bidding for ur favourite value. all the 20 value had a price. while some were inexpensive, others were expensive. we all got 1000 bucks from our big boss (in the form of visiting cards... hey u thought actual money!!!) within that 1000 bucks we have to buy the value which is most important for us to have in order to survive in this world. now here i thought that its like we are bidding with god up in the heaven, "please give me politness in my next life".bt wen actual bidding started it looked like a sabzi bazaar where negotiation happens for tinda, ghia, tori etc.

Results: Here i am with 3 values: righteous, courageous and optimism. I bought righteous coz it was the most cheapest though it was not very essential for me. i got tempted for variety. rest of the values i wanted so i guess 2 out of 3 is not bad. bt i really wanted self esteem bt it was expensive and richa also bid for it so it became even more expensive (remember class 12th economics high demand have high price). after all this khichdi we all were ready with our set of values. the funny part was some of the values like loyalty and ethics didnt have much buyers. i think young generation no longer wants to be loyal or ethical everytime. some gochi pochi is allowed.

there was another funny parts sprinkled in the whole exercise. we managed to laugh as small jokes being cracked in between by all of us. our exercise was unique coz i feel so. so if u agree or not i really dont care bt i think not just the exercise bt the whole process was unique coz the jokes cracked in between that made us laugh were original. if great indian laughter challenge team would have been here then i am sure our great country would have got another series of jonny lever. india is full of talented people u see and most of them are in my office.,.
Morale: what u actually want in life, how far can u go to have it in ur life...
PS: I hate writing coz it requires patience and troubling ur brain and being lazy i hated it bt still...

How would I express myself?

2008-08-06T05:38:00.001-04:00

Dear All,

This blog is for those who themselves do not know what they are. Some identified people living on earth and wondering about their existence. in short they are identified to others however unidentified to themselves.

I dont know me and therefore I created this blog.

duniya ke ajab tamashon ko dekh kar mein maun hu...pooch rahi is aaine se batlao mein kaun hu

kitni maujon se gujra hai mere hone ka mukaam, ki jaisi buland imaraton ke beech ek khaali sa makan