With every passing weekend, the options to chill out obviously keep reducing and hence the hunt is always in progress for new eateries, the trite malls and movies, rest-o-bars, the ever welcoming Marine Drive ..and so on..
This weekend though was something sweetly surprising because, finally ..... we got to go to Powai and the much hyped Hiranandani. yippee!!
I had been vehemently pleading my roomies to visit this place but either very hot/humid weather or the inherent languidness plays the villain almost every time. This time though on the pretext of watching Kites movie and more importantly watch my first football match of the season, coincidentally the last one, I had convinced them on the trip.
The humidity was very much beyond bearable limits and half way through the journey on the local train, I was in two minds, one deliberating the ordeal till that point, the other hopeful of soaring Kites and an even better CL finale, Inter Vs Bayern.
After successfully negotiating a devious route (Malad-Bandra-Dadar-Kanjun Marg), we landed up at the Adlabs to watch the movie.
Should probably blame it on the workplace cos my nearly non-existent iota of tolerance towards humidity has completely been extinct now!
Movie- Totally mindless lousy flick which never seemed to have a plot! Except for a couple of scenes which highlighted the briiliance of screenplay in places, it was totally a passable affair. Could not still comprehend, what had forced Masand to declare it experimental!!
May be it is if you ignore the storyline! May be Anurag Basu envisaged that a shortcut to making a Holly flick was to shoot in Vegas!
Boss... when you haven't got anything substantial to tell us, why take the pain and then pass it on to us later at all??
Post Kites, it was all Welcome Hiranandani! Surprise ..surprise!.. The arches. the columns.. the very much similar building structures along with clean roads glimmering under night light and a special mention on the fountains that embellished the beauty of the place really left us spellbound, never mind the fact that we had been to Colaba many times earlier.
CL finale was way too one sided to inspire any great interest! and hence the much required slumber post the nice home made food..
Sunday meant that things had to return to their original state ASAP and only something inevitable could delay our homecoming!
And suddenly, the occasion of Luncheon meant that cooking trials could be initiated! With dedicated ideation from Herr Director (Shanta), the lead..the hero ... the megastar ... yours truly wielded the peeler, the knife and potatoes to start preparations of Alu Fry!!! Not to forget the inputs from the generous Producer (Peep), after all it was his production house :P
A meal that comprised a tasty, mind you it was unanimous (Nihar, Alli and Balg), curry along with the dishes already prepared called for a timely siesta. The more comfortable return journey on an auto rickshaw and the following pretty okayish dinner, only after 20 minutes of waiting @ Uncle's Kitchen meant that the all the weekend chores were done and it was time to sign off , except for a dessert @ newly opened Amul Parlour!- a good VFM..
P.S. Bhaiyya, who also supported me for the Powai trip earlier missed this out ! :-( ..
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
HITLER..RESURGED
Hitler...Alexander..have served the expository(s) of mans insatiable avarice. The whims and caprices of man are myriad. Moments before i was too engrossed in watching "hitler the rise of evil". The way the film carried me off was so incommensurable and even so quite obscure to my lexis. The best part of the film was when hilter takes over the reichstag under his dictating terms. kristallnacht..a term i learnt outa the film...which stands for the savage attack against the jews was abrasive and contentious. Concurrently,the spirit of such a movement..communised,in an ostensibly democratic,diabolic and greatly deluged vth demagouges; country like ours seems to me,a viable and the most suited evolution.
Though, the whim may sound steep, it does not mean a taradiddle.
LEAVING THE FINGERS UNPOINTED, THE ARTICLE IS AMBIGIOUS AND EQUIVOCAL.
"I don't see much future for the Americans. It's a decayed country. And they have their racial problem, and the problem of social of social inequalities . . . Everything about the behavior of American society reveals that it's half Judaized, and the other half negrified. How can one expect a State like that to hold together - a country where everything is built on the dollar?
Adolf Hitler
Remarks January 1942 recorded by Martin Bormann, published in Hitler's Table Talk (1953)"
"If a thief takes your money and you take it back,does that make you also a thief?"
My favourite lines,ripped from the film.
HAIL HITLER !!
Im no fanatic..nor am flouting the rules of any governing system..the article is only the backwash of a brainwash :P
Though, the whim may sound steep, it does not mean a taradiddle.
LEAVING THE FINGERS UNPOINTED, THE ARTICLE IS AMBIGIOUS AND EQUIVOCAL.
"I don't see much future for the Americans. It's a decayed country. And they have their racial problem, and the problem of social of social inequalities . . . Everything about the behavior of American society reveals that it's half Judaized, and the other half negrified. How can one expect a State like that to hold together - a country where everything is built on the dollar?
Adolf Hitler
Remarks January 1942 recorded by Martin Bormann, published in Hitler's Table Talk (1953)"
"If a thief takes your money and you take it back,does that make you also a thief?"
My favourite lines,ripped from the film.
HAIL HITLER !!
Im no fanatic..nor am flouting the rules of any governing system..the article is only the backwash of a brainwash :P
Friday, May 21, 2010
fancy of a fuss
More the english,more lofty is the vernacular fancy.theres an air of exceptional narcism around every english tongue..be the native or the naive.The other day i was on my way to trichy..in a huddled bus.for the enlivening spirit i put in foot boarding and the stiff necked conductor..id the "not the so refreshing" rustic journey past the dry and the dreary milieu.
If it were not for the ravishing feminine mystique of the sastra girl in the front seat..id ive jumped off the moving bus! All along the journey, i found myself amidst a pack of the great unwashed..a multitude of masses..rustic and sweating..! Flashes crossed my mind every other second.."what am i in this no mans land?" For another second, i was in the mirage of swaying in the ms.anon's arms..and then,knock knock..the not so polite co passenger shook me off his shoulder.I put myself in the shoes of king khan in swades..and was lingering with the gleaming thought..seeking solace in supposedly relative misery..! When the badshah had to do it..y cant i ?!
All these thoughts broke bread on my nous. To my relief or my angst,i felt my pants vibrating. for a second..i was trying to discern what it was...for,it took me time to come back to life at normalcy! Id a friend on the line and i refused to put down,to cut the boredom. The female in jeans no longer intrigued me..all i could do was have a gaze at her cropped hair! All the while i was the only english speaking tongue in the bus. All around i could hear "sapta" "romba" and a few other not so conspicuous words. I already had a few not blabbering heads staring at me. Was i outa place? Was i stamping anyones leg? Or was even public usage of english banned in tamil nadu?!
The only reason i felt,could corroborate my monologue, was that i was the english speaking guy there..the non local. Somewhere in the deep..i was feeling a bit better now..i felt like a bred steed..a tad majestic to others! The thing which bothered me later was why i was trying to re enact swades in a bus?! Why was i trying to plagiarise gawarikar's script?! Why was i eluted with a sense of disgust at others and refused to climb down the high horse?! Does claustrophobia stalk me? Was i the only one civilly unhinged?! Was i the only in the horde to despise the clamouring?! Or was it the englishness in me that spoke for me all the while?
If it were not for the ravishing feminine mystique of the sastra girl in the front seat..id ive jumped off the moving bus! All along the journey, i found myself amidst a pack of the great unwashed..a multitude of masses..rustic and sweating..! Flashes crossed my mind every other second.."what am i in this no mans land?" For another second, i was in the mirage of swaying in the ms.anon's arms..and then,knock knock..the not so polite co passenger shook me off his shoulder.I put myself in the shoes of king khan in swades..and was lingering with the gleaming thought..seeking solace in supposedly relative misery..! When the badshah had to do it..y cant i ?!
All these thoughts broke bread on my nous. To my relief or my angst,i felt my pants vibrating. for a second..i was trying to discern what it was...for,it took me time to come back to life at normalcy! Id a friend on the line and i refused to put down,to cut the boredom. The female in jeans no longer intrigued me..all i could do was have a gaze at her cropped hair! All the while i was the only english speaking tongue in the bus. All around i could hear "sapta" "romba" and a few other not so conspicuous words. I already had a few not blabbering heads staring at me. Was i outa place? Was i stamping anyones leg? Or was even public usage of english banned in tamil nadu?!
The only reason i felt,could corroborate my monologue, was that i was the english speaking guy there..the non local. Somewhere in the deep..i was feeling a bit better now..i felt like a bred steed..a tad majestic to others! The thing which bothered me later was why i was trying to re enact swades in a bus?! Why was i trying to plagiarise gawarikar's script?! Why was i eluted with a sense of disgust at others and refused to climb down the high horse?! Does claustrophobia stalk me? Was i the only one civilly unhinged?! Was i the only in the horde to despise the clamouring?! Or was it the englishness in me that spoke for me all the while?
A God-awesome Testi
Here goes a testimonial on Orkut for a friend of mine from his friend.....
Sorry! No translation could even come closer ..let alone beat this totally brilliant piece of a scripture so did not venture out doing that ...
This was saved in the drafts ..as on 1/1/10!!but never was posted .. Guess..did not wanna start off a year on a sarcastic note :P ..
**** are to obscure the reality and thereby help maintain the remnants of friendship intact :-) ..
" ***** vadu vyakthi kadu SHAKTI..
***** spects pettukoni chudataniki SWATHI MUTHYAM lo KAMAL HASAN laga untadu..kani okka sari rangam loki digithe DASHAVATHARAM avthundi situation..ma vadu multi-talented..he has a vast knowledge in various areas..vaditho parichayam avvadam i feel verrrrrry LUCKY..
***** tho movi ki vellamante theatre lo full JALSAA untundi..ma vadu keeka comments vesthuntadu..
ma vadiki sports annna,chadavadam annna chaala intrest..avi unnaynte night-outs ee..next day vadi eyes chuste maku ardam aipothundi..a range lo kashta paddado.
*****(cute boy) = 24 KARATE GOLD FRIEND...
sensex lo GOLD rate alter avthu untundi..kani na drushti lo ma ***** value is at EVEREST..i PRAY and WISH him a veryy bright future..hav KUSHI,JALSAA ra.....xxxxx "
P.S. ROFLMAO .....
Sorry! No translation could even come closer ..let alone beat this totally brilliant piece of a scripture so did not venture out doing that ...
This was saved in the drafts ..as on 1/1/10!!but never was posted .. Guess..did not wanna start off a year on a sarcastic note :P ..
**** are to obscure the reality and thereby help maintain the remnants of friendship intact :-) ..
***** spects pettukoni chudataniki SWATHI MUTHYAM lo KAMAL HASAN laga untadu..kani okka sari rangam loki digithe DASHAVATHARAM avthundi situation..ma vadu multi-talented..he has a vast knowledge in various areas..vaditho parichayam avvadam i feel verrrrrry LUCKY..
***** tho movi ki vellamante theatre lo full JALSAA untundi..ma vadu keeka comments vesthuntadu..
ma vadiki sports annna,chadavadam annna chaala intrest..avi unnaynte night-outs ee..next day vadi eyes chuste maku ardam aipothundi..a range lo kashta paddado.
*****(cute boy) = 24 KARATE GOLD FRIEND...
sensex lo GOLD rate alter avthu untundi..kani na drushti lo ma ***** value is at EVEREST..i PRAY and WISH him a veryy bright future..hav KUSHI,JALSAA ra.....xxxxx "
P.S. ROFLMAO .....
Monday, May 17, 2010
Rama Rama krishna krishna .... among others
The rate at which Ive been watching movies has increased exponentially over the past couple of months. Weekend quite literally now implies a visit to the nearest mall for the Hindi/English movies and a little further away for a Telugu flick.
The ones I remember among the recent ones are ..
1.Iron Man- The first I could jot down because of the total lack of VFM!! ...Perhaps the super duper heavy Gujarati Thali @ Subkuchh made me a little too dreary to and hence have a contrary to the popular opinion on Scarlett Johanson's acting/beauty, which in effect meant that 250 bucks were spent only to watch the brilliant screen presence of RD Jr. Definitely on the higher side!
2. Simha- A tortuous ordeal. Pathetic is the only word that I can think of right now to describe the movie.(Time and energy already spent @ Dry Day)
3. Darling - A pretty average movie barring a much hyped twist. Prabhas' costumes were a total eyesore, Kajal's acting or the more obvious overplay was too much to take along with the drab romance involved. Slightly soothing music, Swiss locales and passable comedy put the movie in the okayish zone.
4. Rama Rama Krishna Krishna- By the end of the movie, totally aghast at the precipitous fall of the entertainment level. Pre-intermission session was just about hitting the levels of a laugh riot when the director told everyone of us to "Relax" and apparently he himself took the break too seriously and never returned to work! In short, an appalling second half was awaiting the popcorn and a lip smacking apricot juice..
The ones I remember among the recent ones are ..
1.Iron Man- The first I could jot down because of the total lack of VFM!! ...Perhaps the super duper heavy Gujarati Thali @ Subkuchh made me a little too dreary to and hence have a contrary to the popular opinion on Scarlett Johanson's acting/beauty, which in effect meant that 250 bucks were spent only to watch the brilliant screen presence of RD Jr. Definitely on the higher side!
2. Simha- A tortuous ordeal. Pathetic is the only word that I can think of right now to describe the movie.(Time and energy already spent @ Dry Day)
3. Darling - A pretty average movie barring a much hyped twist. Prabhas' costumes were a total eyesore, Kajal's acting or the more obvious overplay was too much to take along with the drab romance involved. Slightly soothing music, Swiss locales and passable comedy put the movie in the okayish zone.
4. Rama Rama Krishna Krishna- By the end of the movie, totally aghast at the precipitous fall of the entertainment level. Pre-intermission session was just about hitting the levels of a laugh riot when the director told everyone of us to "Relax" and apparently he himself took the break too seriously and never returned to work! In short, an appalling second half was awaiting the popcorn and a lip smacking apricot juice..
Friday, May 7, 2010
Depraved Felicity
Being in the holiday mood..i tardily have the curtains drawn along..for a bright day. The heat beats down on me..and well..its no sunday morning..and i find myself all alone in the room vth the alarm pointing at one of the clock..! A cup of coffee was just outa question..and a bottle of water was too far to fetch..! Lying in the cosy bed..vth the pictures of AJ and sushmita sen still lurking from the last nights eliciting dreams..i grope for smthn around..to find INDIA TODAY WOMAN..!
With the hope of finding more pics inside,i went thro it eagerly..! To my astonishmnet..it was so deviling..wen i rather thought it d soothe my senses! The whole of the mag was filled with all kinda stuff that an indian woman would hardly need..!! Wines..red wines white wines..whats better for the season..and quite a lot of trendy extras..ranging from headpiece by louis mariette to biker boots by miu miu!! For whom was the mag...? Fashion divas and porn stars?! Who in India would need womans biker boots..?!catwoman?!
The other article i came across was titled.. "froot of the loom knows what indian women want"! It sounded like yet another "HITCH"..they know how to woo the women..!! Raring to gobble it..i dived through..and it was yet another faux pases..!! The lines went like.."women today spend a lot of their precious time and money on bikinis,sports bras,camisoles and much more". I took a minute off and started checking the publishing place..was it london or newy york or paris?! HELL NO..nai dilli..!! The ubiquitousness of such articles and columns should be mulled over. Lets atleast keep the writings indian,man..!er...woman?!
The corporates have anyway chewed out every bit of the indian ethos. every dork and doe is dressed as though he has just lost US citizenship..and is still yearning to get there by flattering the officials! I really find it hilarious when i find people adjusting their ties..when they very well have another hand wiping the sweat off their asses! Why cant people just find a plain shirt befitting for the daily chores in their offices?! Why cant a kurta be the code for office goers? The west has got their style of dressing in their place..why do we need do ape them?! Why do we take pride in being a more foreigner?! When people comport themselves in the manner,it reeks of garishness. Is anyone,a huslter out here?!
With the hope of finding more pics inside,i went thro it eagerly..! To my astonishmnet..it was so deviling..wen i rather thought it d soothe my senses! The whole of the mag was filled with all kinda stuff that an indian woman would hardly need..!! Wines..red wines white wines..whats better for the season..and quite a lot of trendy extras..ranging from headpiece by louis mariette to biker boots by miu miu!! For whom was the mag...? Fashion divas and porn stars?! Who in India would need womans biker boots..?!catwoman?!
The other article i came across was titled.. "froot of the loom knows what indian women want"! It sounded like yet another "HITCH"..they know how to woo the women..!! Raring to gobble it..i dived through..and it was yet another faux pases..!! The lines went like.."women today spend a lot of their precious time and money on bikinis,sports bras,camisoles and much more". I took a minute off and started checking the publishing place..was it london or newy york or paris?! HELL NO..nai dilli..!! The ubiquitousness of such articles and columns should be mulled over. Lets atleast keep the writings indian,man..!er...woman?!
The corporates have anyway chewed out every bit of the indian ethos. every dork and doe is dressed as though he has just lost US citizenship..and is still yearning to get there by flattering the officials! I really find it hilarious when i find people adjusting their ties..when they very well have another hand wiping the sweat off their asses! Why cant people just find a plain shirt befitting for the daily chores in their offices?! Why cant a kurta be the code for office goers? The west has got their style of dressing in their place..why do we need do ape them?! Why do we take pride in being a more foreigner?! When people comport themselves in the manner,it reeks of garishness. Is anyone,a huslter out here?!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
My Reader!
Love the look that my Google Reader sports !! ...
An incessant reminder of the zillion things that always stay in my To Do ... To Read .... and the intermittent efforts put in to repress those numbers .... :-)
I try and subscribe to anything I find interesting .. from Comics to Classic Economics...
Should really try this! ... All the stuff to read at one place..!! ..May be there are better things, but this is the closest I've come to an e-Library! :-)
A lovely user friendly catalogue on the LHS along with the easily accessible assortment of all the readables all of which are exclusively of my choice!! .. muhahaha!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
A Dry Day...
A very much awaited Saturday finally arrived and it was as usual party time! A visit to the malls and loads of positive reviews flowing in from friends gave me feel good vibes about the thought of watching a Balayya film.
There might be a zillion reasons that might have made an impression on the review.. rather a rating of the movie.
I have tried to make note of the ones that immediately come to my mind at this point of time ...
Come together, it in short is a doomsday delight ... Nothing could fall in place on that day....
... And as expected, post movie.. here we enter into this plush resto and come to know that its a Dry day!!!...
Kaboooom!!! ...Congratulations...all the plans of driving out the searing pain in the head with invaluable help from Bloody Mary have just been thwarted!!
We settle in to have a nice intro to Italian dining experience with a dish which had a lengthy nomenclature. The contents on my dish were steamed rice, French fries and garlic bread with white wine sauce garnished with my fav tomatoes and broccoli... The glasses that were offered for drinking water had that strong alcoholic stench that made it difficult to drink water then and hence this current thirst I feel ...
Gotta sign off ... Hoping for a not so Dry Sunday! ....
PS
The movie- Simha,
Mall- PVR, Goregaon,
Resto- 72 Degrees North
@ those new to cocktails, please google Bloody Mary, these are really the ones which "no one have just once" ... reminiscent of the old Lays ad..
There might be a zillion reasons that might have made an impression on the review.. rather a rating of the movie.
I have tried to make note of the ones that immediately come to my mind at this point of time ...
- Shooting headache
- Impatient to watch an oldie like balayya ripping apart 100s ... or as a paraphrased dialogue from the movie reads ... Come in 10s... plus 10 .. plus 10 ..plus so on ..aawn ... yawn... pristine crap!!...
- First leading lady is double the size of the hero and an interview of her I came across a couple of years back quoted her stating that she was proud of her girth! Well ... did that expand exponentially over the years or did she strive hard to get to this stage??? Whatever the intention,... it certainly put me off!
- Second leading lady?... yep she did make an entrance pre intermission. Falls in love with effortless ease and looks so juvenile that you would expected her to pass off as the hero's daughter! Sadly, we have to bear the insipid romance b/w the protagonist, named Srimann Narayana, whose name is so rarley abbreviated that it is not even spared in the "special effect" instances where action replays and slo-mos are in full play, and the doe eyed beauty.
- Intermission!! ... CCD stall has such a line that would remind you that the movie was not at all the reason why people turned up at the cinemas! Logically speaking taking into account that there were other screens as well, you could conclude that all of them were equally bad!!.. Housefull, Chase Paathshala and perhaps Darling !! ..Goodness .. a certain all time low!
- Post Intermission, torture multiplies ... Enter the hero's dad .. well in short a double role played.. hence agony continues, only thankfully both of them dont share the screen at the same time !
- The third leading lady! .... they keep coming ... was pretty decent in her limited role and did not draw ire..
- Pathetic songs
- Cheesy dialogues
- Cuss words apparently to get the audience into the groove of the "high voltage" action sequences
- Bad, well there have been worse, imitations of Matrix fights!!
- The previous day, you end up watching a totally brilliant movie like Prasthanam... !
Come together, it in short is a doomsday delight ... Nothing could fall in place on that day....
... And as expected, post movie.. here we enter into this plush resto and come to know that its a Dry day!!!...
Kaboooom!!! ...Congratulations...all the plans of driving out the searing pain in the head with invaluable help from Bloody Mary have just been thwarted!!
We settle in to have a nice intro to Italian dining experience with a dish which had a lengthy nomenclature. The contents on my dish were steamed rice, French fries and garlic bread with white wine sauce garnished with my fav tomatoes and broccoli... The glasses that were offered for drinking water had that strong alcoholic stench that made it difficult to drink water then and hence this current thirst I feel ...
Gotta sign off ... Hoping for a not so Dry Sunday! ....
PS
The movie- Simha,
Mall- PVR, Goregaon,
Resto- 72 Degrees North
@ those new to cocktails, please google Bloody Mary, these are really the ones which "no one have just once" ... reminiscent of the old Lays ad..
Friday, April 30, 2010
4/29/1988 - 2010
Well to start off.. the title may just be confounding as this usually related to an obituary column. but thank God, it isn't!
This was to be the lifespan of the old me who was eternally awaiting that mystic transmogrification to land upon, which apparently isn't around the corner yet and hence in all probability the RHS should continue to ..2011..12..13 and so on ..
School
Birthdays were fun till say early teens and with completion of schooling, the fun completely died out! Luckily as I was a good enough student while at school, at around 4/29 every year, teachers would distribute report cards and I at the same time chocolates!! Thankfully, it served both purposes..majorly as part of my birthday celebrations and secondly as a reminder that I did well that year! ;) .. Well the topper was invariably this gal!
With quite celebrations at home.. relatives esp my fav aunt dropping in huge gifts.. the end was always sweet! and one to look forward to...
That was it about birthdays!! ... That paradoxically was the obituary of my birthday ;)
Plus 2
Totally shunned celebrations!!!
Reason??- could no more take those, so called invaluable career guidance classes from every Tom Dick and Harry ...
Well... dont get me wrong.it has nothing to do with my penile egos!..I am generally open to any advice!.. Well its a different story whether I follow it diligently or not. Now imagine this sorta person totally lambast those well wishers.. Hell yes u got it ! I was totally saturated to the brim! The weekend tests and the accompanying low scores ...the tailgated marks sheets.piling syllabus... plus the intro to PC games, thanks to Rahu(l)...punny u c.. (excuse me for not counting Road Rash as an intro to gaming!) was already too much to handle :)
Grad
Welcome Home Sanitarium .. yes this was an asylum...a jungle ! you'd totally get lost in the wilderness..yet it had that magnetic quality that was irresistible ..
Bashing bumps, rapid fires .. deodorant fires.. followed by water bath.. given a chance mud bath ...all in action at one place... yep.. you are at a D day.. err.. a B day party!
College days dubbed Happy days would make this post hugely protracted and hence censored out!
The passing mention here about this is because ..4/29 is generally the time when senti-ness is in the air ....the last lab... the last grub... the last write up ..transgress ephemera and are etched onto our memories for a life time ... (Thanks to all the status updates from juniors!..)
Work
If people really longed to take a day off from work, it has been ingrained in our memes that it should be a death of a grandparent...But to my surprise a birthday literally gave you the same privileges..and a few extra points, like you could watch your colleagues toil while you babbled on phone all day long, simply because it wasn't counterfeit after all!
A gentle cake cutting session.... and way lesser work made my day!!...
On Closing remarks.. I'd like to thank my now dead cell phone!.. Well w/o you, I would not have known how many people really waited to call me up!! ... Routine wishes are the ones that you would get every year! On account of me not being reachable .. this time around, wishes had been raised to the echelons of special ones simply 'cos they carried loads of profanities and blasphemes that simply spiced up the whole birthday!
All those school frns.... dear college buddies... bros sis...cousins.. own loan..... watevr ....
Thanks a Ton!!
Muhahaha....Birthday is again a thing to look forward to !! ... :-)) .... Thanks again !!! Luv ya Loads!! ...xoxo
This was to be the lifespan of the old me who was eternally awaiting that mystic transmogrification to land upon, which apparently isn't around the corner yet and hence in all probability the RHS should continue to ..2011..12..13 and so on ..
School
Birthdays were fun till say early teens and with completion of schooling, the fun completely died out! Luckily as I was a good enough student while at school, at around 4/29 every year, teachers would distribute report cards and I at the same time chocolates!! Thankfully, it served both purposes..majorly as part of my birthday celebrations and secondly as a reminder that I did well that year! ;) .. Well the topper was invariably this gal!
With quite celebrations at home.. relatives esp my fav aunt dropping in huge gifts.. the end was always sweet! and one to look forward to...
That was it about birthdays!! ... That paradoxically was the obituary of my birthday ;)
Plus 2
Totally shunned celebrations!!!
Reason??- could no more take those, so called invaluable career guidance classes from every Tom Dick and Harry ...
Well... dont get me wrong.it has nothing to do with my penile egos!..I am generally open to any advice!.. Well its a different story whether I follow it diligently or not. Now imagine this sorta person totally lambast those well wishers.. Hell yes u got it ! I was totally saturated to the brim! The weekend tests and the accompanying low scores ...the tailgated marks sheets.piling syllabus... plus the intro to PC games, thanks to Rahu(l)...punny u c.. (excuse me for not counting Road Rash as an intro to gaming!) was already too much to handle :)
Grad
Welcome Home Sanitarium .. yes this was an asylum...a jungle ! you'd totally get lost in the wilderness..yet it had that magnetic quality that was irresistible ..
Bashing bumps, rapid fires .. deodorant fires.. followed by water bath.. given a chance mud bath ...all in action at one place... yep.. you are at a D day.. err.. a B day party!
College days dubbed Happy days would make this post hugely protracted and hence censored out!
The passing mention here about this is because ..4/29 is generally the time when senti-ness is in the air ....the last lab... the last grub... the last write up ..transgress ephemera and are etched onto our memories for a life time ... (Thanks to all the status updates from juniors!..)
Work
If people really longed to take a day off from work, it has been ingrained in our memes that it should be a death of a grandparent...But to my surprise a birthday literally gave you the same privileges..and a few extra points, like you could watch your colleagues toil while you babbled on phone all day long, simply because it wasn't counterfeit after all!
A gentle cake cutting session.... and way lesser work made my day!!...
On Closing remarks.. I'd like to thank my now dead cell phone!.. Well w/o you, I would not have known how many people really waited to call me up!! ... Routine wishes are the ones that you would get every year! On account of me not being reachable .. this time around, wishes had been raised to the echelons of special ones simply 'cos they carried loads of profanities and blasphemes that simply spiced up the whole birthday!
All those school frns.... dear college buddies... bros sis...cousins.. own loan..... watevr ....
Thanks a Ton!!
Muhahaha....Birthday is again a thing to look forward to !! ... :-)) .... Thanks again !!! Luv ya Loads!! ...xoxo
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Lost ....
When the punchline in evey mail I sent out reads that I should not egret doing things....
how could I let this one stay in the drafts??? Not that Its one miraculous post proposing a watershed theory... but this at least reflects the state of my mind as on 12/5/09 !! :) feels good that blogger had this option available ;-))
I was lost. .. I was desperate ....with lappy formatted ... bookmarks lost ! .. I was deserted .. I had to find my way back afterall ! ...read through those pages stored on my mind... to find those good blogs that I sincerely follow... ..
how could I let this one stay in the drafts??? Not that Its one miraculous post proposing a watershed theory... but this at least reflects the state of my mind as on 12/5/09 !! :) feels good that blogger had this option available ;-))
I was lost. .. I was desperate ....with lappy formatted ... bookmarks lost ! .. I was deserted .. I had to find my way back afterall ! ...read through those pages stored on my mind... to find those good blogs that I sincerely follow... ..
What did Coelho say in the Alchemist ? .. ring any bells ??-"treasure lies where your heart belongs" ...
I found the link to the site in my own past blog post !! .. Huh ! . .Relieved !
this rerouted to Amit's blog ...
I'm back to normalcy post scanning through my fav reads after a long time !! :D :D
this rerouted to Amit's blog ...
I'm back to normalcy post scanning through my fav reads after a long time !! :D :D
Adrift ...
1100 Endgame
Ripped off from my fav blog . Totally loved it cos share almost the same feelings. Everytime mom calls up and reminds me that I have not called up home in the current week, I go through the pain of deliberating on how did I ever manage to let the whole week pass by and not even once call up home ?
How did I manage to not call up my friend who reminds me everytime that first sip of alcohol enters my bloodstream?
What everyday chores or divine operations complete my day ?? ...
Where am I heading to ?? into an unsocial cocoon?? ..
"A house is never big enough. Gourmet food is not available in enough palettes. Vacations always seem like one hurried compressed project plan. Conversations are so out of fashion. “Transactions” is what define living. “Friends and relatives” invariably refers to your office colleagues. The next car is always planned and constantly being budgeted for. The race is to make your kid “successful”, rather than a better human being. Your mother is never more than a phone call away, but you don’t ever have time to talk more than 60 seconds. Your sister is “another clutch” living in another town. We all have mobiles, facebook, email – yet we know so little about our siblings day to day lives. Maids, washing machines, cooks – all create “time” (as in free up your time) – but these never seem to trickle down to the call you wanted to place to your love. Crying is passé. Smiling and laughing are further passé. Holding hands is now being “soft in the head”. Hugging is being sentimental. To want to be with someone is considered “mushy” and old worldish.
Does this tale sound eerily familiar?"
Monday, April 26, 2010
A fan... w8 4 it....atic!!
There must be something ... some fragile ... gossamer line that demarcates a fan from a fanatic!
Did these two just become synonymous?? Whoever thought so .. kindly revisit your dictionaries!
An ardent follower of smth/sm1 is a fan. That is the end to it. It ends with a full stop. All the added atrocities that the so called privileged..god sent messiahs try to do is total BS and in no right sense justifies the clan that they represent.
Hooliganism should not be entertained and never be practiced even when provoked! No. .these are not words ripped out of a handbook for Life after 60!! ..
Hope you get the drift! ...'cos the vexation that I went through in the MI Vs CSK IPL-3 final could not have been put in better words! (blame my vocab.. if u wish to..)
Okay.. accepted that Tendulkar is the best player in the world! ... C'mon ....even a 3 year old kid knows that for God's sake !!! You don't have to reiterate that fact by cheering for him every time he is on screen!..Well..die hard ones could be excused to this...But well.. if you ask me . I draw the line HERE..
Booing is not only superfluous but totally ruins what a game stands for...To speak contextually ..it just vandalises the basic cricketing ethos....'cos cricket was always known as the gentleman's game!
When MSD walked out to bat with CSK's fate hanging in balance..though slightly tilted in MI's favour ..I was totally apalled at NOT the obvious lack of respect for the Indian Captain but at the total mayhem created by booing and hissing that wanted every piece of the player!
Is this what any sane lover/observer/fan would do ? No .. no arguments please .. on the pretext of Passion ... Cricket being our religion ... nor ... Retaliation could answer for this ! ..
On the D day ...it was all forced oscillation for me as far as my support was concerned ... I wanted Sachin himself to mop things up ..prior to the Toss..
Post all the hissing for Dhoni... I wanted CSK to thwart MI.....well Sachin though has to remain unbeaten in that case..
Lets be sportive..in a way that retains the original flavor of the word and not more like its recent insipid cousin...
To take pride in such crass activities proves gullibility and not infallibility...
I was hurt by reactions of a few DC fans to Semis loss ... Well if you constantly keep revising your targets ... trust me ..you'll make an ass of youself...
From Title Winners to Finalists to semifinalists ....!! . Well accept it ... and wish better luck for next time ...Don't bank on Match Fixing to save you!
Please... to all those fans out there in Inorbit Mall, Malad ...watching the big screen ..b/w 8-11pm.. kindly enlighten yourselves so that you can
" Live and Let the game Live ..." ... Take pride in being a fan not a fanatic....
Did these two just become synonymous?? Whoever thought so .. kindly revisit your dictionaries!
An ardent follower of smth/sm1 is a fan. That is the end to it. It ends with a full stop. All the added atrocities that the so called privileged..god sent messiahs try to do is total BS and in no right sense justifies the clan that they represent.
Hooliganism should not be entertained and never be practiced even when provoked! No. .these are not words ripped out of a handbook for Life after 60!! ..
Hope you get the drift! ...'cos the vexation that I went through in the MI Vs CSK IPL-3 final could not have been put in better words! (blame my vocab.. if u wish to..)
Okay.. accepted that Tendulkar is the best player in the world! ... C'mon ....even a 3 year old kid knows that for God's sake !!! You don't have to reiterate that fact by cheering for him every time he is on screen!..Well..die hard ones could be excused to this...But well.. if you ask me . I draw the line HERE..
Booing is not only superfluous but totally ruins what a game stands for...To speak contextually ..it just vandalises the basic cricketing ethos....'cos cricket was always known as the gentleman's game!
When MSD walked out to bat with CSK's fate hanging in balance..though slightly tilted in MI's favour ..I was totally apalled at NOT the obvious lack of respect for the Indian Captain but at the total mayhem created by booing and hissing that wanted every piece of the player!
Is this what any sane lover/observer/fan would do ? No .. no arguments please .. on the pretext of Passion ... Cricket being our religion ... nor ... Retaliation could answer for this ! ..
On the D day ...it was all forced oscillation for me as far as my support was concerned ... I wanted Sachin himself to mop things up ..prior to the Toss..
Post all the hissing for Dhoni... I wanted CSK to thwart MI.....well Sachin though has to remain unbeaten in that case..
Lets be sportive..in a way that retains the original flavor of the word and not more like its recent insipid cousin...
To take pride in such crass activities proves gullibility and not infallibility...
I was hurt by reactions of a few DC fans to Semis loss ... Well if you constantly keep revising your targets ... trust me ..you'll make an ass of youself...
From Title Winners to Finalists to semifinalists ....!! . Well accept it ... and wish better luck for next time ...Don't bank on Match Fixing to save you!
Please... to all those fans out there in Inorbit Mall, Malad ...watching the big screen ..b/w 8-11pm.. kindly enlighten yourselves so that you can
" Live and Let the game Live ..." ... Take pride in being a fan not a fanatic....
Monday, March 22, 2010
My Name Is ...
This of course will take me back to the Eminem song ... but the driving force behind this post isn't admiration for anything but in simple disgust I chose to pen this down and vent my feelings. I have been a Shah Rukh fan for something like .. 12 years now .. and there have been quite few movies that have pissed me off quite like MNIK.. Billu Barber might just race ahead but I still can't figure out a 3rd movie befitting the Worst of SRK list.
When the backbone of the film tries to "capture" the world's most talked about event and tries to "enlighten" us on the adversities faced, as did a million other flicks prior to this, you can guess the trivial output. Frankly this movie should not bother you at all. This rightly only did invoke Shiv Sena and a few others with "strong" opinions who "dared" the Sena attack and watched the movie as a mark of protest. I had taken a conscious decision to not watch this until all the hype wears down and so I did today.
Sorry SRK, this is as crass as Billu could get ... as bland as a Rakesh Roshan movie ...and as senseless as any other KJ movie in recent times !! .. Its a different story that KKHH remains one of my favs.
Conclusions:
Kajol- Please stop acting. Your on screen chemistry is extinct! So, please do not come back to haunt us again!
KJ is the most overrated director in Bollywood.
SRK, you certainly need to spruce up your list of directors to work with.
I sign off with great vexation watching this heavily cliche based.. one more disease oriented slick flick... prolly having a punchline like ... Hum Honge Kaamyaab !!! ...
When the backbone of the film tries to "capture" the world's most talked about event and tries to "enlighten" us on the adversities faced, as did a million other flicks prior to this, you can guess the trivial output. Frankly this movie should not bother you at all. This rightly only did invoke Shiv Sena and a few others with "strong" opinions who "dared" the Sena attack and watched the movie as a mark of protest. I had taken a conscious decision to not watch this until all the hype wears down and so I did today.
Sorry SRK, this is as crass as Billu could get ... as bland as a Rakesh Roshan movie ...and as senseless as any other KJ movie in recent times !! .. Its a different story that KKHH remains one of my favs.
Conclusions:
Kajol- Please stop acting. Your on screen chemistry is extinct! So, please do not come back to haunt us again!
KJ is the most overrated director in Bollywood.
SRK, you certainly need to spruce up your list of directors to work with.
I sign off with great vexation watching this heavily cliche based.. one more disease oriented slick flick... prolly having a punchline like ... Hum Honge Kaamyaab !!! ...
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Been there .. done that !!
Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar aka SRT has finally done it, while he had almost been there in several earlier occasions. This was the Magnum Opus that everyone was waiting for from the God !
The deft flicks, the hefty heaves.. the inside outs ..cut loosing at will... you name it and He played it..
A chance-less innings which I'm trying to make a note of only because this is one day I'l treasure for a really long time to come!
I had been there while the Little Master reached the double hundred!!
I have seen him Live on T.V. when he actually reached the 200 mark !!
I was being the truant kid in skipping my team meeting to be there !
This should be rated along with the best of my cricketing memories ... the very nostalgic .. just before the Class X, CBSE Social Studies Special Onslaught against Pakistan at Centurion (think so..)!
It was .. to say the least.. though a bit harsh ... irritating to see Dhoni take singles off the last ball of every over for the 45-50 over period. May be it was Sachin who requested this .. or otherwise, a billion other people wanted The Superman on strike !
Thank you Sachin !! for all those innings which kept coming and been refreshing our memories ..
PS - You can watch the teasers to quench your thirst for this innings @ SRT on 198! and Over # 50!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
What's the unsaid ??
Did I read somewhere that most of the communication is non verbal ?? Then why is it that we still cling to every bit of verbal communication? and are upset when we do not get the required cues in verbal form. Is the tenuity of it playing a part? Doesn't too much explicitness take away the legitimacy of the whole expression in itself? Why doesn't an overdose of it sound like fawning?
Why is it that people still sway at the very instance of a said expression that is clearly over the top? Everyone wants to be loved for sure! They only crave for it more and more.
When has Love transmogrified into a lame spell bee competition??? You say it and only then you WIN it! Did your parents ever tell you how much they love you day in day out ? Did you not take things for granted with them ? Did your siblings come up to you and thank you profusely for a birthday gift? Did you realise that they loved you/vice versa only after such tete a tete instances? If yes, pity you!!
Care/Love doesn't stem from a "Good Morning Darling" or an "I love you".....
A "Thank You" I opine should not be considered in the same league since you generally thank people with whom you are more formal and feel a general obligation to appreciate his/her help. A Taxi Driver/Bearer/Usher.. or someone you help cross a busy road ... all these illustrate an unsaid obligation which you are trying to acknowledge with a "thanks".
... Though still a part of me wants to yell out as many verbal expressions to all those I've loved, I still find it lame on my/their part to do/expect so. DO NOT dismiss this off as mere callousness. I just find it unnecessary.. or do I ?? .. If all the people in the world were like me, then definitely HELL YES !! ..
Alas! .. it isn't the case. I still have to try my best to convince them that I still love/value them. Silence is no more golden..its just a pale yellow hue....
Please read this from Harold Pinter
"There are two silences. One when no word is spoken. The other when perhaps a torrent of language is being employed. This speech is speaking of a language locked beneath it. That is its continual reference. The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its place. When true silence falls we are still left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.
We have heard many times that tired, grimy phrase: 'failure of communication' … and this phrase has been fixed to my work quite consistently. I believe the contrary. I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves. Communication is too alarming. To enter into someone else's life is too frightening. To disclose to others the poverty within us is too fearsome a possibility.
I am not suggesting that no character in a play can never say what he in fact means. Not at all. I have found that there invariably does come a moment when this happens, when he says something, perhaps, which he has never said before. And where this happens, what he says is irrevocable, and can never be taken back"
P.S. When is it that eyes will be considered as windows to the soul.. not in some form of literature biting dust.... but shall transform into a trite means of expression. I shall wait for that day to let myself speak of my Love for someone/something..
PPS- Amit's post real caught me off guard
Why is it that people still sway at the very instance of a said expression that is clearly over the top? Everyone wants to be loved for sure! They only crave for it more and more.
When has Love transmogrified into a lame spell bee competition??? You say it and only then you WIN it! Did your parents ever tell you how much they love you day in day out ? Did you not take things for granted with them ? Did your siblings come up to you and thank you profusely for a birthday gift? Did you realise that they loved you/vice versa only after such tete a tete instances? If yes, pity you!!
Care/Love doesn't stem from a "Good Morning Darling" or an "I love you".....
A "Thank You" I opine should not be considered in the same league since you generally thank people with whom you are more formal and feel a general obligation to appreciate his/her help. A Taxi Driver/Bearer/Usher.. or someone you help cross a busy road ... all these illustrate an unsaid obligation which you are trying to acknowledge with a "thanks".
... Though still a part of me wants to yell out as many verbal expressions to all those I've loved, I still find it lame on my/their part to do/expect so. DO NOT dismiss this off as mere callousness. I just find it unnecessary.. or do I ?? .. If all the people in the world were like me, then definitely HELL YES !! ..
Alas! .. it isn't the case. I still have to try my best to convince them that I still love/value them. Silence is no more golden..its just a pale yellow hue....
Please read this from Harold Pinter
"There are two silences. One when no word is spoken. The other when perhaps a torrent of language is being employed. This speech is speaking of a language locked beneath it. That is its continual reference. The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its place. When true silence falls we are still left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.
We have heard many times that tired, grimy phrase: 'failure of communication' … and this phrase has been fixed to my work quite consistently. I believe the contrary. I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves. Communication is too alarming. To enter into someone else's life is too frightening. To disclose to others the poverty within us is too fearsome a possibility.
I am not suggesting that no character in a play can never say what he in fact means. Not at all. I have found that there invariably does come a moment when this happens, when he says something, perhaps, which he has never said before. And where this happens, what he says is irrevocable, and can never be taken back"
P.S. When is it that eyes will be considered as windows to the soul.. not in some form of literature biting dust.... but shall transform into a trite means of expression. I shall wait for that day to let myself speak of my Love for someone/something..
PPS- Amit's post real caught me off guard
Friday, January 22, 2010
One last time ...
Placement Blues ! .. I haven't even felt them yet! The moment I step on that expedition tomorrow, my life will have changed for sure. Be it the regret/repent for the years I've been whiling away to glory or the deep anguish that simply strikes through all the facades for once.
I wish Id be naked once again! Nothing written on me for once. No prejudices, no conceptions ..no approximations.. Just plain me ...
Well, that is too big a request for sure!
Why do I feel answerable to every person I come across? Why is that the limelight is getting brighter by the day? Why am I forced to give this testimony and try to free myself of guilt pangs?
Philosophies might just come in handy at this point of time, but deep inside you have to reconcile to the fact that your castles of ego will be crushed for once.
...
Wish I may, wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold, dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle's crumbled
And you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
Let not this levity of the situation collapse under the gravity of it. I cannot be burdened anymore! I just wish to be weightless ...
.... Is this escapism? Don't I have the guts to face the truth? the reality ? ..
ESCAPISM .. surely has to be dealt with ...!
I wish Id be naked once again! Nothing written on me for once. No prejudices, no conceptions ..no approximations.. Just plain me ...
Well, that is too big a request for sure!
Why do I feel answerable to every person I come across? Why is that the limelight is getting brighter by the day? Why am I forced to give this testimony and try to free myself of guilt pangs?
Philosophies might just come in handy at this point of time, but deep inside you have to reconcile to the fact that your castles of ego will be crushed for once.
...
Wish I may, wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold, dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?
All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased
Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle's crumbled
And you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
Let not this levity of the situation collapse under the gravity of it. I cannot be burdened anymore! I just wish to be weightless ...
.... Is this escapism? Don't I have the guts to face the truth? the reality ? ..
ESCAPISM .. surely has to be dealt with ...!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Phew.... !
This was my reaction post the Name the Car test result declaring me failed!.. after 46% .. cmon when was the bar raised so high?? .. Well, it gave me 4 clues to clear every question,I get that.. but 46 is a bit too high to be declared failed!.. n that too w/o googling!
AND FAILED! F
Anyways... the other post on 3 phases of a PC-user relationship left me ROFLing... though .. do have a look @ the oatmeal
AND FAILED! F
Quiz Created By Auto Insurance
Anyways... the other post on 3 phases of a PC-user relationship left me ROFLing... though .. do have a look @ the oatmeal
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Number..e..(i)d....entites ...
I always though till my +2, with my movies inspired vision of jail scenarios, that IDs were the worst things to happen to us. You simply lost touch with the roll caller.He/She would start mumbling some numbers and yes/present would invariablt be the answer.
Marks sheets were given out in that order.
Examination seating was in that order.
Thanks God seating in class rooms wasn't!!.
What now makes me go back and take up this otiose undertaking is that some numbers have really stuck with me ever since.... like ..
187- my Id in+2... I took pride in being one more than the highest ODI score of Sachin.
the other numbers were put to full use during undergrad days with each one taking its place in the annals of my life.
-Daily wake up alarm is set at just a minute past Seven!! :D :D ..
-9 mins later... I envy I wasnt the jumblee ;)
-A chat with bro just ended @ 793 lines .. btw- my frst crush @ Bits
-Satan's number is still very much around ...
-A random list goes off like ... 828,728,838,764!(omg..mine so late!),864,801(!),555,....390,728........ clock ticking...
oh my wingees .. wer r ur ids?... i dont seem to remember any, although there wer so many..
It has come across as a pleasant surprise that these actually random entries do have a special place in my memory and most of the time evoke a smile on my face!
..It was such a bad idea after all.. I guess..
P.S. Being forced to mark both Reflections and Weirdo labels since the last couple of times!.. Are my reflections getting weirder by the day? ..
PPS Does reflecting on the weirdness make it weirder?!?
Marks sheets were given out in that order.
Examination seating was in that order.
Thanks God seating in class rooms wasn't!!.
What now makes me go back and take up this otiose undertaking is that some numbers have really stuck with me ever since.... like ..
187- my Id in+2... I took pride in being one more than the highest ODI score of Sachin.
the other numbers were put to full use during undergrad days with each one taking its place in the annals of my life.
-Daily wake up alarm is set at just a minute past Seven!! :D :D ..
-9 mins later... I envy I wasnt the jumblee ;)
-A chat with bro just ended @ 793 lines .. btw- my frst crush @ Bits
-Satan's number is still very much around ...
-A random list goes off like ... 828,728,838,764!(omg..mine so late!),864,801(!),555,....390,728........ clock ticking...
oh my wingees .. wer r ur ids?... i dont seem to remember any, although there wer so many..
It has come across as a pleasant surprise that these actually random entries do have a special place in my memory and most of the time evoke a smile on my face!
..It was such a bad idea after all.. I guess..
P.S. Being forced to mark both Reflections and Weirdo labels since the last couple of times!.. Are my reflections getting weirder by the day? ..
PPS Does reflecting on the weirdness make it weirder?!?
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Tit Bits(Nonsensical to d core)!
1.With All is well..turning into a buzzword, Aamir's taunts on Chetan Bhagat not withstanding, his popularity seems to have risen to a different level...swell!
2.The past weekend was rather happening one,adorned with an impromptu trip to Marine Drive..followed by a -strong motivation cum egotism lend a helping hand- in an attempt to ward off vineyard pleasures at the restaurant. Success...
Austerity drive still going strong-Go green,No Booze n fag ....
3. To continue 1, I stood there among the jamboree anticipating Aamir arrival and felt rather alienated. I wasnt one of the regular enthusiasts who came puffing and panting just to catch a glimpse of a star, neither was I able to drag myself completely out of it and carry on with my routine. I am still left pondering if it was the odd "high" I needed to teleport myself from this banality or just that Newton's first law took me along.
4. Il come back at a later point of time and certainly rue writing this....
Of all things I hate, the one I can remember just after Deceit is... Repent ..
It just sucks the life out of life after all..
5. Words are hard to come by while sheltering in the arms of Morpheus..
Au revoir ...
P.S. "Kolonall Hans Landa's" goodbye to Shosanna still rings in my ears!!..Perhaps nothing has left me as awestruck in the post-Joker era...Kudos Mr Waltz!
2.The past weekend was rather happening one,adorned with an impromptu trip to Marine Drive..followed by a -strong motivation cum egotism lend a helping hand- in an attempt to ward off vineyard pleasures at the restaurant. Success...
Austerity drive still going strong-Go green,No Booze n fag ....
3. To continue 1, I stood there among the jamboree anticipating Aamir arrival and felt rather alienated. I wasnt one of the regular enthusiasts who came puffing and panting just to catch a glimpse of a star, neither was I able to drag myself completely out of it and carry on with my routine. I am still left pondering if it was the odd "high" I needed to teleport myself from this banality or just that Newton's first law took me along.
4. Il come back at a later point of time and certainly rue writing this....
Of all things I hate, the one I can remember just after Deceit is... Repent ..
It just sucks the life out of life after all..
5. Words are hard to come by while sheltering in the arms of Morpheus..
Au revoir ...
P.S. "Kolonall Hans Landa's" goodbye to Shosanna still rings in my ears!!..Perhaps nothing has left me as awestruck in the post-Joker era...Kudos Mr Waltz!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
(The) Start of(f) 2010....
Fighting a Hangover can be real baad ! Gaawd ! .. If only I could get back in time to the point when I was thinking of a zillion reasons to politely turn down the "I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse" situation and free myself of that coaxing session on the "1001 ways to enjoy Dec 31st"... If only ...
So... while 31st passed by only too well .... Jan 1st was more sombre.. spent all the while surfing stuff and thereby staying indoors except that single visit to have my skipped breakfast & lunch-have junk@ home, so wont come out again- dinner ! ..As I looked at the system tray pointing out that the-much ado about nothing-Jan 1st was finally over ... I started to muse about the happenings of the day.. or rather the lack of them ! ..
17:00 - Wake Up Mad ! ... its already too late ! ..
17:30 - Force myself outta bed .. to leave the lappy alone ... n stop the downloads for once .. (LOG Discography in progress..)
18:00- Hi's and hellos r done ... hpy new yr is passe ! ... never mind the odd one to the loved ones even around 22 hrs on Jan 1st ! :D
19:00-done with brushing and lil grooming to permit myself into the decorous restaurant..
20:00- restaurant has hiked prices !! .. thanq 2010! ... watta way .. my "deep" pockets to get shallower by the day ....
21:10-finally devoured the totally non-speedy service of non-spicy vaishnavite (of cos pristinely veg) cuisine 21:25- A good quarter HOUR to decide how much to charge me?!!.. Even goin by my standards, its a bit too long mate!
21:30- STOPPED ogling at the hot/cute chic on the oppostite table! (It'l take another long writing to explain why phoney, pretentious gals are fun to watch... her low neckline has given her a superior air !! .. aah .. i get that .. why at all wear n feel uncomfortable ... cmon wasnt fashion meant to go with comfort ?? .. )...
- btw ... @ 01:45- get nostalgic about a convo on imbibing a course on fashion in schools ... a la moral science ! ... to keep children away from imitating the West !! ... with.. ahem... u know hoo ;-)
22: 00 ... tete-a- tete with an agent to find an accomodation for friends shifting to Santa Cruz.
22:30- back home.. finally its time for daily proceedings to start ... things come back to normalcy ...
22:45 ...... 00:00 ....01:30 - Chat ranging on topics from love to .. New Yr celebrations ..to Metallica ... to ... getting back in touch with a pal from school ! ...
01:30- 01: 50 - .... pen this down ! ... and close it . so that ...I could start watching Stauffenberg, '04 movie which has resulted in Tom Cruise being the butt of all criticism in Valkyrie (both deal with the plot on assassination of Hilter, while the former won accolades ..)
P.S. Trivia- Bryan Singer-Dir-Usual suspects,Superman 2, Valkyrie .... is openly gay ...suffers from Dyslexia ! ... Hats Off man !! ... If that is what it takes to direct usual suspects ... I shall very well ... ;-) ..
Jan 2nd,13:12- Realize Ive forgtten to post this!...n finally do it..now... cmon dont quip that it was better forgotten!
So... while 31st passed by only too well .... Jan 1st was more sombre.. spent all the while surfing stuff and thereby staying indoors except that single visit to have my skipped breakfast & lunch-have junk@ home, so wont come out again- dinner ! ..As I looked at the system tray pointing out that the-much ado about nothing-Jan 1st was finally over ... I started to muse about the happenings of the day.. or rather the lack of them ! ..
17:00 - Wake Up Mad ! ... its already too late ! ..
17:30 - Force myself outta bed .. to leave the lappy alone ... n stop the downloads for once .. (LOG Discography in progress..)
18:00- Hi's and hellos r done ... hpy new yr is passe ! ... never mind the odd one to the loved ones even around 22 hrs on Jan 1st ! :D
19:00-done with brushing and lil grooming to permit myself into the decorous restaurant..
20:00- restaurant has hiked prices !! .. thanq 2010! ... watta way .. my "deep" pockets to get shallower by the day ....
21:10-finally devoured the totally non-speedy service of non-spicy vaishnavite (of cos pristinely veg) cuisine 21:25- A good quarter HOUR to decide how much to charge me?!!.. Even goin by my standards, its a bit too long mate!
21:30- STOPPED ogling at the hot/cute chic on the oppostite table! (It'l take another long writing to explain why phoney, pretentious gals are fun to watch... her low neckline has given her a superior air !! .. aah .. i get that .. why at all wear n feel uncomfortable ... cmon wasnt fashion meant to go with comfort ?? .. )...
- btw ... @ 01:45- get nostalgic about a convo on imbibing a course on fashion in schools ... a la moral science ! ... to keep children away from imitating the West !! ... with.. ahem... u know hoo ;-)
22: 00 ... tete-a- tete with an agent to find an accomodation for friends shifting to Santa Cruz.
22:30- back home.. finally its time for daily proceedings to start ... things come back to normalcy ...
22:45 ...... 00:00 ....01:30 - Chat ranging on topics from love to .. New Yr celebrations ..to Metallica ... to ... getting back in touch with a pal from school ! ...
01:30- 01: 50 - .... pen this down ! ... and close it . so that ...I could start watching Stauffenberg, '04 movie which has resulted in Tom Cruise being the butt of all criticism in Valkyrie (both deal with the plot on assassination of Hilter, while the former won accolades ..)
P.S. Trivia- Bryan Singer-Dir-Usual suspects,Superman 2, Valkyrie .... is openly gay ...suffers from Dyslexia ! ... Hats Off man !! ... If that is what it takes to direct usual suspects ... I shall very well ... ;-) ..
Jan 2nd,13:12- Realize Ive forgtten to post this!...n finally do it..now... cmon dont quip that it was better forgotten!
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