Thank God it's Friday ?

'All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy' - is a saying we are all familiar with. And if you can instantly relate to Jack you know you have been working too hard and need to take a break.

A break? Are you kidding? Ask those working in a 24x7 setup – which is practically everywhere i guess and all you’ll get in response is a look of disbelief. Alarmingly, the people of the fastest rising economy in the world don't have time to sit back and relax. Unrealistic targets, enhanced matrices and tempting incentives coupled with never-ending quest for perfection is pushing us into working round-the-clock – with no time for leisure (Yes this is where my craving for Foosball comes in..)
The duration of a weekend has declined from two complete days to just one or maybe half a day now, which usually starts as late as Friday night (I prefer to sleep on a Thursday afternoon after college) and doesn’t really continue till Saturday evening because your phone keeps ringing due to something or the other or the tensions of submissions. Before the TGIF feeling can sink in, there is a fleeting sensation of the arriving Monday blues, or in my present case Sunday blues. The work, the environment and the week, which in most of the cases is an ordeal, is too prominent in the minds of people to let go for these two days.

I had 4 days to complete the goddamn portfolio though its almost complete but still not done up to my expectations, every time i think that i might complete my work over the weekend somehow i just don't complete it. (Can't blame anyone i was too lazy earlier ... ) My weekend mood starts from Friday afternoon and even the shops close earlier in my area than usual on that day. People here are living (Friday) happy and contended lives without the luxury of having housemaids, cooks, cleaners, drivers etc...(Yes my maid takes an off on a Friday and decides to chill out)

Look at my mom for example weekends for her are meant to be Fridays and Saturdays and as soon as the weekend arrives, she switches off her mobiles, Blackberry’s, laptops and doesn't really work unless absolutely necessary. Despite me taken up a course what i always wanted to do or maybe didn't now BA (Interior Design) being pretty clear with my working hours, i end up stretching everyday and even on weekends. Regardless of how much i love (or hate) my work or how much the 24x7 work culture has sink into us Indians, everyone does need some ‘me time’ i guess...

Just like there is a time for everything in life, there is a time for leisure and recreation. Recreational activities provide that much-needed balance and positive energy to our lives without which we would burn out in no time. Have you ever thought about this you end up in a tiff with your girlfriend ONLY on weekends. No i am serious in my case its always like that, still yeah whatever i am committed .. :).... (never really mention your frustrations on your relationships over the Internet past experiences haven't been good).... I still love you Aakriti :)

Before i continue my mindless blah ! about how screwed your weekends can be i am off to rediscover the art and the entertainment of the PLAYSTATION 2 ... adios

P.S - Everyone should really check out the new Need for speed - Undercover ... now that's a game that can really test your driving skills ....

Simple Truth ...

The Punjabi's Of Delhi...

Sometime back i had got a mail from a friend of mine , i had thought of publishing it here but for some reason it just went of my mind and i completely forgot about it ....

Read and Enjoy ...

A is for Adjust. Punjabis will always ask you to 'adjust' whenever they want to push you around!

B is for Backside, and it has nothing to do with your bum, it is an instruction to go to the rear of a building, or block, or shop or whatever!

C is for Cloney and its not a process for replicating sheep, nor is its first name George. It is merely an area where people live, e.g., "Defence Cloney"!

D is for Dudh: the rich ' Punjab diyaan dudh-lassiyan' give nouveau riche Punjabi kids their round shapes!

E is for the Expanditure Punjabis incur on acquiring the latest cars, gadgets, marble floors …!

F is for Fackade, and even though it sounds like an obscenity, it is actually just the front of a building (with backside being the back, of course!)

G is for Gaddi, and the way a Punjabi can pilot his guddi puts any F1 driver to shame. (If the Grand Prix does come to Delhi there's no way Hamilton , Alonso or Kimi can overtake Balvinder, Jasvinder or Sukhvinder!)

H is for Ho Jayega Ji, and the moment you hear that you have to be careful because you can be reasonably sure it's not going to happen!

I is for Injaayment, which is the raison d'etre of most Punjabis! J is for the Jwaeller's, where Punjabis visit regularly to buy their jwaellry!

K is for Kake Di Hatti, which was Delhi 's most famous Punjabi restaurant in the 1970's!

L is for Lovely, but unfortunately he almost never is!

M is for Mrooti, the car that an entire generation of Punjabis were in love with!

N is for No Problem Ji. To find out how that works see H.

O is for Oye, which can be surprise (Oyye!), a greeting (Oyy!), anger (OYY!) or pain (Oy oy oy ...!)

P is for Panj Mint, and no matter how near (1 km) or far (100 km) a Punjabi is from you, he always says he'll reach you in panj mint!

Q is for Queue, which any self-respecting Punjabi would never stoop to join: it's so much quicker to cut in to the front, reciting the names of all the VIP's he knows!

R is for Riks, and a Punjabi is always prepared to take one, even if the odds are against him!

S is for Sweetie, Bunty, Pappu and Sonu, who seem to own half the cars in Delhi !

T is for the official bird of Punjab : Tandoori Chicken!

U is for Ulloo De Patthay, Punjab 's only 'clean' gaali!

V is for VIP's who Punjabis are always in awe of and schmoozing!

W is for Whan, as in "Whan are you coming, ji?"

X is for the many X-rated words that flow freely in all Punjabi conversations!

Y is for "You nonsense", when anger replaces vocabulary in a shouting match!

Z is for Zigzag (Please refer to G, M and P!)

Delhi ... My First Love

What is it about this City that drags me to it ? What is about this city that i am always attracted towards it ? Today morning me , Ria and Vikrant decided to check out historical monuments around, call us jobless , wella or whatever you feel like , i agree to whatever you say because you branding us as jobless is justified. Our 1st destination today was Tuglaq Fort, As i drove past the ramparts of the Tuglaq fort, i somehow was so awed by this majestic fort that i came back and parked my car near the entrance. As i strolled through the the steepy curvy lane to a huge courtyard, my mind was racing towards history. As a part of boosting tourism in the state thanks to Delhi CM Shiela Dixit the place was very clean. After i read the history in one of the red cornerstones, I was curious to explore the place . The Ramparts have lent a sepia touch to the whole building, it seems everything has a fading touch to it. It seems you are still in the beginning of the 19th century. The small rooms, audience halls, solid bastions, underground chambers, and carvings, all made for a very intresting expedition. But as me Vicky and Ria decided to explore more and reached the highest point of the fort, we were amazed on seeing this part of the city as well. On the South were an expansive green cover and another big tomb. On the West was the Qutab Minar , and the North were civilization and the Lotus Temple shining as bright as it could, and on the east was Industrialisation which Vicky said it stretches till the Yamuna ends , Ria went to one corner and decided to scream " I love Delhi " ... weird female i tell you , though besides Vicky me and Ria dont exactly live in Delhi anymore but still this female has got its love for Delhi to the extreme.

We decided to bid adieu to the fort and proceed towards the Jama Masjid , as when i come to Delhi i do increase my weight , maybe you can call me a Glutton, no matter what time it is the hunger pangs always take me and Vicky to the ever tempting Walled City. From the Chole Bature of the Nai Sadak to the Kebabs of Jama Masjod area , everything about that area is enthralling. We decided to have a bird eyes view of the masjid , at first the Ria declined as she has a major problem with heights but yeah she gathered courage later on and agreed to come with us. We climbed 130 steps of the minaret. ( Damn... i was exhausted when we reached the top i guess i have to really reduce my smoking ) As we reached the top my eyes widened. The whole city was beneath me. Everything was so cramped about the Walled city and at the same time everything seemed so massive about the Red Fort. No wonder this city was the capital of the Mughul Empire till 1857. The view was a feast to the eyes. As i gasped " Man i love Delhi its simply amazing " . Ria corrected me saying " Dilli ... I love Dilli "

It was already 5 in the evening when we decided to go back towards South Delhi. We decided to go towards the Parliament area , with absolutely nothing to do in the evenings , Delhiites prefer to go towards India Gate. I personally believe that most Delhiites like to kill time . A famous picnic spot for many, where they bring chattai along with food and play Antakshari. Here i come to walk with Ria and Anu sometimes as this is where we had initially met. The place is the liveliest part the city during the evening time. I drove till the gate of Rashtrapati Bhavan, the 3 of us shared a smoke and looked at the view from there. It was breath-taking. Two avenues made by pole lights were ending at the India Gate, dazzling in yellow. That moment was misty and surreal and again i gasped " I love Delhi " ....

December 4th , 2008 ----> Tamarind and the Famous Dope

It seems that it has just gone. It seems that it just did not happen. How much ever i can deny i know it that it had happened, blaming on being high on weed and vodka is also something which cannot be justified. I probably feel stunned as to the way i am. I feel this city called New Delhi has taken over me, staring at the mirror at the moment does not yield any way as to what had happened , maybe the atmosphere at Tamarind had taken over me, maybe the way Anu answered me. Guilty is not something which i am looking forward to... Why should i feel guilty about it anyways ?.. I don't think i did anything wrong at that stage, i guess Ria and Anu believe the same. It couldn't be the end of the world or is it ? or maybe i am too high under the influence of a requisite pot well personally i would have said it was Exotic. I might have never got lost on my way back provided i would have lived here more than the last 15 years of my life. I feel the markings on the roads were trying to tell me something, a path towards redemption , a path towards internal peace, however it might have mislead too .

The trucks zooming past me seemed like big elephants running in a heard , as if running from a fire in the forest . Its probably amazing that vehicles can act as humans and animals too. I could read signs telling me " vengeance point ahead " , it could have taken me 10 minutes to be back from Safdurjung Enclave however the journey seemed to have taken hours, my eyes feel pain , i can see it watering , it has a glowy red feeling towards it. My head seems to be storming , it seems Atom bombs are bursting one by one .

I feel the wind blowing on my face as if to ask for companionship, the floor below is inclined i feel closer to the clouds. Is it just me or is it just in my mind that in this cold winter i am only one who is sweating profusely. Everything seems to burning from the inside , mu lungs are trying to exhale a big fire. Maybe the Blue fairy is trying to give me a message to Fuck one and Fuck all !

Everything seems inverted, maybe i am the one who could be upside down. Why do i regret it now ? . Why couldn't have thought about this earlier ? It's just probably a time of 2 hours more that i would be fine, my main initiative to write this today is to record my experience no matter how fucked it was, at the moment when you see the sky , you can probably note that a animal kingdom is alive , there seems to be a re-make of jungle book happening up there.

At the moment i presently feel like a Guardian Angel sent from far away lands. Maybe because i can still hear Vikrant singing right into my ears

"" Get your lighters , roll that shit and lets get higher

your lungs are gonna feel a fire

maybe you think i am a liar

drive as if you have a burning tire ""

""You are soo fucked that probably gonna roll

Until its done dont open the door

Dont pass it i can't take it anymore

Someone go down and take a trip to the store ""

Our Netas are us...

Since the time i have landed in New Delhi there is a new buzz in this town and i dont blame it . The Mumbai Blasts have created a huge tension among the people everywhere, infact my conversation with almost everyone here is just about this and nothing else, it is by far the most fucked national security problem that the country has faced till now since the last 60 years of its independence. The usual Sms's are doing its rounds ---> We have dealt with the men who came in boats, now we should deal with the men who come in with Votes ; lets hope Chandibaram will bring down the terrorism like the way he brought down the stock market. Never before has the Indian Political Class as a whole been so fucked by the citizens as after the Mumbai terror attack.

The anger directed at our politicians is inevitable and justified; there is profound sense of betrayel by a political leadership .

The token resignation of some netas some effected in the face of shameless reluctance to demit office will do nothing to assuage public anger which is only too aware that those shown the door will be replaced by the same moronic clones of the same genetic stripe : 100% promise 0% performance. I am not saying this just for the heck of it , facts prove it . Snubbed by the father of the NSG commando killed in action, the Kerela CM said " even a dog would not have visited the Unnikrishnan house had it not been that of a martyr " . I personally would say its more the pity that it had to be the commando and not the CM himself as the martyr . Not to be outdone in the in the " Most Tasteless Remark of the Year Award " Deputy CM of Mumbai R R Patil said " Yeh toh bas ek chotha sa hadsa tha " . I am more than happy that he has given his resignation coz of his ABSOLUTE inability of handling the situation , the most shocking part is after the whole 3 day debacle with the terrorists at the Taj and The Oberois , the CM of Mumbai Vilasrao Deshmukh brings along Ram Gopal Verma as his private guest to view the devastation in the hotel for a new movie proposal (you see the incident has just happened recently and it will be fresh on the minds of the people so why not a movie at this time it could be a major hit)

Our Political class as a whole are assholes they are arrogant , flagarantly self serving and utterly derelict in fulfilling its most basic duties and responsibilities to those who have voted it into existance. Which is us . And there lies the rub . In a democracy even a deeply fucked democracy like ours where the ballot box every year should be renamed as the bribery box we are as responsible for our political leaders as they are supposed to be for us but are not , as tragic evidence only clearly shows .

I sometimes wonder why is that India can produce world class scientists,doctors,artistes,philosophers,scholars not to forget soldiers (whose heroism is all too often sacrificed on the altar of political drama) but a generic political class that can be graded as 3rd grade, if that ?... Could it be that other professions demand skills and dedication that reflect what might be called our highest common denominator, the profession of Indian Politics reflects our lowest common denominator ?

In a democracy , politicians are what we, the people, choose to make of them. If our politicains are corrupt and drunk in the name of power is it not because we ourselves have made them this way , first by electing them to power and then by seeking boons from them as one would do from a powerful diety ?

We will vote not for the most deserving, or efficient, or honest, of candidates but for the one who, for reasons of caste or other considerations, is the most likely to grant us favours in the form of jobs, reservations, government contracts, string-pulling, out-of-turn LPG connections, attendance with much fanfare and security bandobast at our family weddings or other functions.

It is time that these old idiotic morons give way to new faces who have credibility and ability to do something for this country and not for themselves like my father always says " Yeh aaj kal Pilot, Rahul Gandhi jaise launde dekhna ek din kuch karke dikhayenge "

If our politicians are the parasitic monsters that we accuse them of being, it's because we have helped to make them that way. By all means we see the ugly and unacceptable face of Indian politics. But let's realise that it's the same face we see in the mirror every morning.

Birthday Blues

It is that time of the year again. That time of the year, which you’ve always wished, was bypassed. You were always so embarrassed by the thought of the spotlight being on you for even that brief moment. You never wanted that big cake and that loud singing. Just a whisper in your ear and a hug felt so nice. You were always so content with seeing someone else being the center of attention and you applauding from the sidelines. You’ve always been much better at those one to one encounters where your charm slowly plays out. You’ve sometimes watched this night pass wondering where you are now and where are you headed. Sometimes you’ve wondered what is so great about this day anyway. Why do so many people call you and why do so few people call you this day. Every time you think life is passing you by leaving you stranded and confused.

You sometimes take out old cards and gifts and wondered about those feelings behind them and how people take out time from their busy schedules to do things for you. But you are changing now, aren’t you? Loud singing and big cakes don’t embarrass you any more, even though you wished it all got over very quickly. You now remember to thank everyone who calls you, instead of going red in the face and not knowing what to say. You are also now ok with receiving gifts and this year you even managed to splutter out what you want... You do realize now that it is ok for people to want to give more than just their best wishes. What can I wish for you on this day? I’ve watched you grow up and watched life dance around you in its many forms. I was there with you when you stood on top of that hill and wanted to fly with the eagles.

I was there when you saw the life go out from your uncle’s eyes. I will be there with you till life goes out from your eyes. Until then we have a beautiful life ahead. You’ve been my pride and joy as I hope I have been yours.

Happy 20th Birthday

"I like my whiskey old and my women young" - Errol Flynn

We all know that men and women are wired differently and that sometimes the wrong wiring can set off dangerous sparks . Some wars do not need a reason to be fought , they are just a way of life . Poets and Playwrights have written about this gender grenade since like ages like the eminent John Gray who thinks that men and women are so different that they belong to different planets altogether .
All this due to the ultimate puzzle that civilization still graples with : What does a man want ???
I personally belive that it depends on the phase of life like for example take the dating phase , in this " so called " rose colored dim light phase all he wishes in a women is that she be pretty , soft spoken , careing , tender and be by the side always . Such a " simple dream " isint it ??...
Then , he dates her long enough to relise that he wants to marry her , Now his wish list alters , sometimes even without him being aware of it . He wakes up somedays to find his wife putting butter on the bread as if spanking a new born child, or she is muttering something in her breath as if to give an indication , sometimes i wonder do such categories even exist ? How can a whole planetful of women be so " Illogically " compartmentalised ?
So okay then , lets forget the compartmentalisation . Lets go back to the basic question What does a man want ?
A beautiful , smart , intelligent women with a great sense of humour , who is a good cook , a grand hostess, an efficient multitasker a person who will insure that the chips and the dips are served on a platter exactly when the India Pakistan cricket match begins , who will look after the kids , allow him his boy night out ever so often without calling him on the hour, be sensitive to his moods, and more or less be strong and passionate ... :)
I hav'nt met one person till date who has got everything what he had wished for , however i was talking to a friend of mine Kanika the other day and we were talking how we look towards a relationship , she had her own set of a wish list according to her ... Women are always lookng for a life partner who is a perfect blend of the qualities of Robin Hood and Romeo . A tall, handsome , big , strong , passionate man who never forgets birthdays and anniversaries , who always give up his game of a cricket for a chick flick , or goes shopping and holds the hangers while she tries " 26 " dresses and seven type of jeans. A man who will hush her back to sleep when the baby cries at 3 am and change the diapers himself ( without switching on the lights you see the light spoils her precious sleep ) , belives in supriseing her with expensive gifts on her birthday , leaves love notes around the house and is eternally grateful that she is a part of his life.
This too is a wish list however whatever kanika said to me online didn'nt make any sense to me , in other words it was going over my head later on i kind of thought about it and came to a conclusion or again a wish list ..


Just basic 7 random things that i wish women knew

• BE A SPORT : When a beautiful women walks into sight , Dont sulk about it . Before your boyfriend can say it, you say it " wow what a lovely lady ! " .. trust me there is no harm in appreciateing beauty.



• DO NOT BE A CLOCK-WATCHER : It's the job of of the clock to keep track of the minutes , hours and seconds not the women's when the man is out with his mates . If he is running late there must be good goddamn reason towards it



• RETURN TO REALITY : As a girl , you must have lived out a fairy tale in your mind. All homes were castles, all boys were young princes and the rest . BUT life is not a fairytale. The real world is real, it has a name , a street sign , a house number and every house has a story to it. A real life story is different from a soap opera.



• CRICKET : not the chirping kind but the game many men love and most women have no time for . Spend a little time watching the game ... it aint that bad



• CURRENCY V/S PAPER : This one my friend Ryan will agree on infact besides ryan there will be many others who will agree to me , sometimes it is critical to know the difference between currecny and paper when parting with it when going out for a date or something.



• QUIT THE DISTANCE DRIVING : Could women refrain from distance driving please ? By distance driving I mean telling their boyfriends how to drive while you are belted up in the passenger seat. Driving in Dubai is stressful enough; what makes it worse is when women push their feet against the floor thinking that they will slow down the car . It wont . The breaks are on the other side.



• FORGIVE AND FORGET : When a man forgets an anniversary or some other important date , it is not a " criminal offence ". It is possible that the date didnt ring a bell for some reason or the other. Forget it yaar why cause such an hassle .. !

P.S - I am a very happy commited man .. :)

Its all about the poker tables .. Baby !

My favourite way to pass time ( that is if i have ) these days is to play poker , thanks to Facebook i had initially started as being just an amateur , however i have now reached the advance stages as such ...

Poker has gone through a lot of history with people of varying cultures and social levels that it has transported itself from the traditional to a worldwide tournament. With the new advent of online gameing poker is one of the first casino games to have revenue generateing , simulated game online. Poker is entirely a social game . A poker player tends to develop observation skills of its opponents. Every poker player has mannerisms and personality nuances that would define himself and his game. Every poker player also seems to have a personal strategy and attitude towards the game that a longer a player plays with another they tend to know by instinct each other's possible moves. Online poker however lacks this potentialily . It is said that online poker has become less interactive and less personal , and i agree to that . It has defeated the sociability that the poker game is supposed to thrive on. It has been generally suggessted by a poppulation of online poker gamers that there must be some improvements given to the user interface and the overall arrangement of identity aspect . Facebook has perhaps revamped its Texas Holdem user interface however i personally belive that it is still not upto the mark . Better put , in an online poker game , you cant look at your opponent in the eye and smell fear or manage to glimpse a truimphant smirk that's a giveaway for a good hand .

So how does a professional online poker gamer make do with what’s not there? He/she can instead observe the gaming behavior of the opponent by analyzing the stakes they play with, who usually plays at a particular time, how does he play, when does he bluff, etc. To play poker online is even more challenging with the need to compensate for what’s not there, given that you have to feel the existence of something that would sometimes appear to be too virtual.

Atlantis the only casino that is present in Dubai will be the only place where rich arabs will be either making their fortune or looseing it completely . I hope maybe one day i will make my fortune there and rather being happy with my virtual chips appearing on the screen via facebook

Rabbism...

Rabbi Shergil , thats the only name that has been in my head for the last three or four days , personally i think this guy is great , all his songs touch reality in someway or the other when i saw the video Bilqis i was spell bound....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiGSKT9m9SE&feature=related

Every Indian i belive should watch this , it has a definite meaning he touches reality in the closest manner possible. I thought Jugni was his best song ever but i guess he has crossed all points and borders with bilqis. I bow to the current freedom fighters, This is a very moving soulful song that talks about specific incidents involving some deplorable human rights violations that happened in India over the last few years and asks Indian society to own up to them and do something — There is an acoustic guitar riff of India’s national anthem that is played a few times in the song and used extremely effectively sounds pretty sexy ... ! The first incident (Bilqis) happened during the communal riots in Gujarat circa 2002, and there are mentions of other incidents where individuals (Satyendra Dubey and Manjunath) protesting corruption had to pay the price of protest with their lives. And I do pay Rabbi his share of respect to bring this forth. This is a song of substance and only a real artist can make anything like this. Personally i belive efforts like this is needed , till when will we be supressed by selfish political leaders and Mafia dons ? .. and seriously for what ? .. ! I really respect Rabbi's music though he has not been given credit which he deserves in the Indian music industry but i have a lot of respect for him atleast he doesnt use half naked women in his videos to make them popular not to mention copied melodies to sell his music . His songs are thoughtful and full of substance.

Unlike Daler Mehendi and Mika of all the people he sings songs which actually makes sense , it is like a breeze of fresh wind admist the all-the-same-theme-indian pop songs. Hope this song makes a powerful statement and prove that music can itself mean a social change even in the Indian context ....

Jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahan the

Jinhe naaz hai vo kahan hain

(( Where are those who are proud of India , who are proud where are they ?? ))

Resting on the Seabed ...

So its lost ... My cellphone has been lost , it is the 6th time i might be replacing my cellphone, it feels good though no more sms's no more calls nothing...but at the same time i feel handicapped like yesterday night when it was planned that the usual sneak out plan in the night would be on ... the usual smoking bouts that me and Ryan share , however it felt odd when i was driving to his place i thought to myself if anyone wakes up at my place and bother to give a call to find out where am i , how will they do that ? .. :S
Anyways i am thankful to Suheir Khalid aka moti , my closest of friends who has been there for me for a long time and hopefully i can meet her again today before she leaves for Banglore tomorrow morning. It was she the ultimate hyper women who managed to throw my cell deep inside the sea . Can you belive it i saw it going right in front of me ! well it was kind of funny when Suheir started crying ,though i wasnt pissed about it as it was expected out of me ... ! coz it was done by Suheir and not by any other person as such.
Wouldnt ever probably forget this day when it all happened , the Burdubai creek has been a nice place to all of us namely Ram , Ryan , Alif and off course Suheir , the last incident being Marlboro Lights which had to be rescued by me and Ram unfortunately Ram wasn't there otherwise we could have devised some plan to rescue the cellphone as well..:P
I am back to the Apple I phone , the one i hated with all my heart , i am back to lines getting disconnected without any oblivious reasons , i am back to complicated applications , and i am back to the phone where you hear things as if every goddamn person is under water today .
Well gotta be used to that now , for the time being till i buy something that comes under the brand called NOKIA

.......

""I have promised myself that i wont ever miss you but i will always remember how it felt beside you "".

Neither Mine nor Yours .. !

I was talking to Ram and Ryan an hour back about the present politics in India and how Mumbai being the financial powerhouse of the country is treating other North Indians ... How Fucked is Raj Thackeray in the head and how its a war between the uncle and the nephew ... well yeah another random stuff to pen down ... ! which later Ryan is gonna crib about but anyways who cares... !!

Maharashtra , it is a state that is located on the western coast of the country . It is the 3rd largest state in India and 2nd largest as far as population is concerned. The capital of Maharashtra being Mumbai , which also is the financial powerhouse of the country , main political parties being the Shiv Sena and the Mumbai Navinrman Sena ( MNS ) ....
What is it about Mumbai that is creating a hustle all over ... What is this uproar against all North Indians ? the reason being Raj Thackeray the leader of MNS , head of MNS , the goon of Mumbai , A mindless egocentric freak .. !
To really understand the phenomenon of Raj Thackeray and its present predicament on Mumbai , Bihar and other North Indian States, one has to combine a psychological and sociological perspective. In the case of Raj Thackeray and equally his uncle Bal Thackeray --it can be truly said that the personal is political , while the psychological provided by the unfolding of the relationship between them, the sociological is the constant invention of the ‘other’ as a necessary tactic of survival by the Shiv Sena, and now the Maharashtra Navnirman Sena (MNS)....
I personally believe that both Raj and Bal have this supermacy war against each other that has ignited the fire in their own battleground called Mumbai . Raj Thackeray as we all know ... when he got to know that he wont be the political heir to Bal Thackeray ... he decided to take them on their own turf and form the MNS - Mumbai Navinraman Sena , for Bal Thackeray it was the son's blood that triumphed over that of the nephew , ushering Uddhav Thackeray as the unlikely successor for Bal Thackeray.
Nobody is yet sure as to what happened to Balasaheb Thackeray all of a sudden after years of projecting Raj being his successor he suddenly changed his mind and decided onto Udhav Thackeray ( maybe a family crises .. but anyways who cares ?? ) ... however this decision of Bal Thackeray was very expensive ,as Bal Thackeray's unusual lack of wisdom, fueled a hostile competitiveness and rancour in the spurned Raj Thackeray.
To teach Bal and Udhav Thackeray a lesson the MNS was formed , Raj formed it not only to give a slap to Shiv Sena but also to other political parties and to lay its own claim to Maharashtra Mumbaikars , if not all of Maharashtra , throughout the history of Maharashtra MNS and Shiv Sena have barely come into a open conflict but an underground war of supremacy is always there.
Raj had learnt a lot of things from his uncle due to his close association with him . How to control Mumbai with muscle power , how to hold it to ransom , how to demand respect , how to bust the psychological nerves of Mumbaikars and protect them against the onslaught of foreigners -- the foreigners being the poor Indians who come to the shore of Mumbai to earn a living .... !
Many writings and movies ( Guru , A Wednesday , Yeh hain Mumbai meri jaan , Black Friday ) are a testimony to the composite nature of Mumbai created as it continually is through the migrations of Indians of all hues. weather they are from the east , west , south or the north it doesnt matter to them one bit. Mumbai is the only city in India that can be compared to cities like New York , Dubai or London ... ! like Mumbai people in New York are thrown on top of each other due to their hectic lifestyle , where they are forced to relate to each other irrespective of their caste,creed,color,religion etc...
What we know is that these cities are made by a labor of millions each has a dream and each wants to go for that dream
Do these cities belong to anyone ? Can they survive by abdicating to claims of primacy by a particular ethnic group, granting it privileges not granting to others . Language is a preference that comes with ethnicity and those who relocate themselves to Mumbai do not resist the language but accomodate their own speech onto it ... Marathi is not threatened by any other language and neither is Bambaiya Hindi which itself is a creation of this city .. !!
The Shiv Sena has survived as a regional party through a long track record by creating the ""outsiders "" and by presenting them as someone who take away what rightfully belong to the Marathis .. ! We dont need to remind ourselves that it was initially the South Indians , then the minority Muslims , then North Indians as a whole and then finally targetting UP and Bihar . This has been very easy for both MNS as well has Shiv Sena because its easy to beat them down... the outsiders have always been a migrant minority — regional or religious....
What does this do for the greatness of Marathi's that the opponents chosen are weak and defenceless unlike those that their hero Shivaji chose to battle ? .. Perhaps the relevant point here is Raj Thackeray for him its not the North Indians who are the real opponents .. it is the uncle Balasaheb Thackeray who is the main opponent , he is perhaps fighting for something which he calls his rightful inheritance ... .! The day is not far when Balasaheb will die ... if i am not wrong he is aged 65 or something .. !
Unfortunately , the youthfullness of desperate Raj Thackeray promises us that his brand of "gundagari " is not about to fade away in a hurry . To limit the damage of destruction between Bal and Raj Thackeray people should start beliveing on the fact that "" Mumbai kisi key baap ki nahi hain "" ... ! , it is the people who make the government and it is time the people are woken up from this utter nonsense that is happening in Mumbai ... It is only then that Mumbai could be termed as a world class city .... !

P.S - Ally just in case you read this post... do remember i still hate Maharashtra and there is no place that is better than Delhi ... :P

Relationships ....

Relationships ... As a child i was very sensitive about my relationships. Maybe coz i was shy , low on self confidence and that till the age of 10 i barely made any friends . I remember feeling this bond once when as a kid i had to go to Meerut to my grandmoms place by bus wih a co-passenger . Except when the journey ended the co-passenger walked off and we were back to being strangers again. I couldnt help wondering it if i just didnt have it in me to make a relationship work ? or maybe i was this unintresting bore who thought so much about himself , I wasnt sure as to what i had wanted ? Did i like being all by myself or to be in a relationship ? If i wanted to be in a relationship it would mean that i would have to change i wont like what i see every morning in the mirror there would be a lot of compromises and adjustments that i would have to make, and what guarantee is it that this relationship is going to be all good in short it is going to be a working relationship ??
What is a working relationship anyways .. it depends on where you start from if you aim at the stars then it means a relationship where both the partners are " happy " however if you tend to look at the ground it means a relationship where atleast one partner is happy ( isint it better to have atleast one happy instead of both of them being unhappy )
As i started analyzing myself as to why i couldnt make relationships work ? i decided i would go for a relationship where one person could be happy it could be me or it could be her ...
I decided onto this coz you know you keep your objectives low there are high chances they could be achieveable .. :) I thought to myself that it would be the best if my partner would be the who would be happy , coz when she would be happy i would be happy and maybe she would change herself to make sure that i am happy too....
To stick to this plan i decided to be more flexible , more open than i orignally was, the fact that i always had varied intrests has always helped. I started trying to understand what my partner was all about . Getting an insight in her mind , heart etc .. it is intresting to find so many new ways to do it . Every person is different and offers a different way to gain insight over her . Once i got to know that person , i started changeing myself to suit that person .... ! it was fun to see she discovering me , understanding me and haveing the same likes and dislikes .
To be fair here i wasnt really turning myself upside down under the wires of flexibility , it was more or less a course correction . DO NOT underestimate the power of course correction !! . We would still be sailing happily on the Titanic if the course correction had happened and offcourse there wouldnt have been any movie if that course correction had happened .. ..
The plan worked for me . I started to relise that i wasnt really bad at forming relationships , it had boosted my self confidence as well as makeing me relise that i wasnt a loser after all . It also helped to know closely some of the most amazeing women i have met in my short life .... :):)

All was fine until i met this new crop of modern , sensitive and smart women with a fair sprinkleing of traditional values. They asked me Apurv -- are you ok ? ... what do you want ? ... are you happy ?? I was stumped ! .. i dint know what to answer , i just dint know what was happeneing ? ... i needed to upgrade to a better software or a faster Ram/Chip or something . I wish i could be an airport announcer and say that "" the flight has been delayed "" and put off the microphone but NO .... I had to answer to these women, these women whom i am so attached to ... I answered them with a fake smile saying - i am happy if you are happy we want the same things its just that you are too frank about it .. maybe too vocal about it .. i am happy to see you smileing and happy .... I am not sure these answers satisfy them and i know the reason why , these seem to be superficial for their soul searching questions ... Surely after haveing a smoke or something i can come with something better (meaningful?deep?) rather than --- i am happy if you are happy .. ! ..

Except i cant , this is how i have chosen myself to be , this is the path i have taken ...
This is probably why they are in a relationship with me . I dont want to change back into a self-centered person who enters into a relationship as if i am entering into a contract where both the partners should know their roles . A realtionship is not a contract and it never will be a contract the more you try to control it the more it will slip away from your hand . It is like a small baby you say No to chocolates and she would want that chocolate only. She wants all that careing and loveing you have got . She is a bundle of joy though she has her own set of problems all you need to do is be a little more patient and not to loose your temper coz she could cry coz of that ....

I write this sitting in my balcony , with warm slow winds blowing across my face agreeing to whatever i have said today . I write this because being here alone all by myself makes me yearn for a relationship even more ... it makes me relise that what i am is because some of the wonderful spirits in life have and continued to rub off against me .. they have only got questions when it is my turn to give them answers , all i gave them were these seemingly unconvinceing answers . I dont think they love me for what i am as i love them for what they are

This is what matters to me and this is why we both are " happy " ... !

Mind the Heart .

Sometimes I just want to write. Except, I don’t know what to write. Sometimes, I just feel this itch to pen down what I am thinking. Except... I am not thinking anything. I am blank..!!.. almost like my mind is afraid to think, afraid to be brought out in the open under the spotlight

Maybe he doesn’t like me doing all this revealing.... He likes to keep its little secrets from me and reveal it to me when the “time is right”...!.
Its funny how the mind behaves sometimes almost like he lives a life of its own independent of me....!. Sometimes I think my heart and my mind are 2 separate individuals....!! What I finally end up doing is dependent on who wins the argument. If I don’t do anything then the argument is balanced on both sides...... I also feel that the heart and the mind respond to different impulses. They both take into account totally different set of factors before deciding on a course of action..... The mind for example would typically go the logical way. It will balance the pros and cons, the upside and the downside and then decide..... The heart is a different ball game altogether. Its difficult for the mind to comprehend how the heart decides.... The heart looks at what the nerves of the body have to say. What do the sixth sense, third eye and second nose have to say...!! Does it smell right? Does it sound right? Something doesn’t seem to be right here etc etc..... It’s amazing how many times these questions save us from potential troublesome situations..... The mind is never able to comprehend and calls it a fluke, a coincidence, or a miracle.....Maybe the mind isn’t made to comprehend this situation. What is the mind anyway???.... It is a function of knowledge (for lack of a better word) that is available to the society at a given time. This knowledge is imparted to all of us in the form of education..... In the early ages it was believed that the earth is not the centre of the universe and it actually revolves around the sun. Anyone who thought otherwise ..... Everyone also used to think the other way and if someone said no then he will be branded a madman and stoned to death or poisoned. Today if I came to you and said that I have proof of my next incarnation (and it will be what you really wanted to do when you left school) you will probably ask what do I smoke? But I am so sure in my heart that I will be an journalist in my next incarnation because that is what I really wanted to be when I left school. I am just waiting for them to fingerprint this whole genetic code and come out with this discovery...... I am grateful that we live in more tolerant times where I can atleast say what I want and not be stoned for it. Yes I will still be judged for what I say but I prefer it any day to stoning and other more drastic measures.......I still look forward to a world where we are not judged for our actions (except of course if we break laws). Where we have enough space to do what we want and how we want to do it......

Wouldn’t it be great if everyone just minded their own business and not interfered in others unless specifically asked to give their opinion? I was reading one of these colums (Friday magzine) on etiquette and it was talking about how houseguests should carry themselves. One of the things it said was that houseguests shouldn’t give advice unless specifically asked for. I was thinking that this issue is more than just an etiquette issue. What is worse is that people don’t think that what they are doing is wrong. So they are genuinely surprised when confronted on their behaviour. But then who am I to say that I am right and they are wrong. Maybe I am just exercising my personal prejudices.I think in a world where people are not judged for their actions the mind will be much closer to the heart in how it takes it decision. The mind will feel less bound by constraints and the need to be logical and confirm to societal norms.

How TO spend a Saturday ?? .. :)

Recently we ( Me , Ryan and Ram ) have started playing foosball a lot well thankx to Dana - the only Quiet place to play foosball and pool in Karama .. without ppl shouting .. "" TERI MAA KI " ... Etc etc ... ... well we do it just for the heck of it .. ! .. or yeah to laugh at Ryan ... with the fuckall thingz he does there.. ! + to get my mood on the right track after yesterday evening . :D
infact belive it or not he is improveing with whatever he knew ... i have been improveing my game and so is Ram .. ! .. i have decided i am just gonna use my cut shots .. ! to Irritate Ram ..
He has to keep his cool while playing..... he broke the ROD and A PLAYER .. ! today .. LMAO ....
Well today was fun ... as soon as we woke up .. we were out .... in my moms word ... we were "" AAWARA "" ... one part i am thankful about is .. ! all three of us have got a driveing license ( alif i hope you read this .. :P:P ) its a pleasure driveing the opel omega.. and i have made Ram promise of never selling that car ... can you belive it .. there is a small button near the gear which says RACE .. muhahah ... i dont think i need to say anything more on that .. ! ..

I love that car .. ! its a beauty .. ! .. We met Ram's dad after that he had to get the car serviced i personally belive he is a serial killer ... his face is sooo fuckinn scary it can KILL you .... plus he has a killer tattoo in his arm ..... !

We had dinner together (after our daily dose of foosball ) at KFC ... well it was fun as well as weird .. coz few kidz there.. tried to frisk Ram .. ! . haha ...
Herk .. aka Herkules .. it was his treat today at KFC no clue why he gave the treat but anywayz it was fun ... Me and Ram .. invented this new word today called .. "" Cheezy ""
well you can call it lameness .. or whatever .. but we simply love that word ... !
its amazeing to bug Ryan by just saying ... "" ehh .. Ryan whatever it is .. YOU just cannot be cheezy about it "" .. :P:P .. our usual fuckall way to rhyme it .. also continued which included cheezy - crispy - tipsy ...etc...
after hogging a lot of KFC and makeing it very difficult to walk we decided to proceed towards the Bur Dubai Creek ... its like our daily adda now ... ! we like to have a smoke there .. coz it aint that far from Karama plus who cares .... we can alwayz drive down .. ! ..
Ram , Ryan and Herkz were talking about Diwali the day me ryan and ram played cards .. till 2 in the morning .. ! well yeah i lost badly .. BUT THEY CHEATED !! ..
We decided to play again .. ! went to my place and decided on playing Teen Patti !! ... Herkz said he knew how to play teen patti / flash .. however when he folded a trail of 10 .. i had doubts over it .. ! ... all in all it was an amazeing day .. ! ... i guess i will be fucked royally day after coz i had planned to do my kichen island plan sheets today however blahh who cares... ! i guess Alfiya or Saniya could come for my rescue .. ! :P ...

Why is it ?? ..

Why do relationships get so fucked up ?? .... Why is that there is always a clash of egos ?? ... Why is it that she cant relise that i am not ignoreing her ??... Why is it always like that ?? ... Why is it that i am always taken for granted ?? ... Why is it that she cant relise that i care for her ?? .. Why is it that i am missing her right now ?? ... Why is it that i cant stop thinking about her ?? .. Why is it that i have changed ?? .. Why is it that i dont feel the same about her ?? ... Why is that i dont love her anymore ?? ... Why is it that my life has just come to a standstill ?? ... Why is it that i keep on thinking of the past ?? ... Why is it that i feel she is not the right one ?? ... Why is it that i feel this relationship was a mistake ?? .. Why is it that i feel i am lost ?? .Why is it that i am waiting for her call or an sms ??... . Why is it that she cant keep anything to herself what i tell her ?? ... Why is it that i feel she lied to me ?? .. Why is it that i feel that i want to be single ?? .. Why is it i feel there is a need of a break here ?? .. Why is it that i am confused about it ?? Why is it when i feel like talking to her she doesnt want to talk ?? ... Why is it that i feel everything is gone ?? ...Why is it that I have tried my level best in this relationship ..and cant do anything more ?? ... Why is it that i cant be the way i am ?? ... Why is it that i cant be dependent on anyone besides her ?? ... Why is it that i tell her my innermost secrets ?? Why is it that i trust her ?? .. Why is it that she still clings onto her ex ??..Why does she always do it ?? .. Why is this happening anyways ?/ ... Why is it that i love her ?? ... Why is it that she cant talk to me normally ?? .. Why is it that there is always an attitude in her voice always ?? Why is it that i am even thinking about it right now ?... ! Why is it that i feel we were the best when we were friendz ?? .. ! Why is it that i feel that i have no importance for her ?? .. why is it that i feel this relationship is not going anywhere ?? .. Why is it that she cant trust me with my friendz ? why is it that she has a doubt over me alwayz ? .. !

Why Is It ? .. Why Is It ? .. Why is It ? ... Why is It ? .... !!

Marriage ??? Anyone ??

My girlfriend and me had this conversation last night .. !! ..she asked me this question ... "" will you ever leave me ?? ... "" it sounded more like "" i hope you will never leave me ?? "" .. it seems a odd question for me .. ( after completein 9 months a question comein up like this seems pretty off ) ....
anywayz... later on i was havein a smoke .. when i thought about this concept called marriage ..
If being single is on the right side of marriage .... being married is the wrong side of marriage .. then being divorced is on which side ??? .. the right side or the wrong side.. or is it the worst of the two worlds ??
Typically men and women i think go into marriage for myriad of reasons....they go into it for companionship , for sex , for stability or just to legalise ( socially acceptable ) their existing relationships
Why does a married couple decides to go in for a divorce anywayz? if you ask my girlfriend she will tell you that women start to hate all those very things in men which they loved them before marriage ! .. i think people need to go in for a divorce because thingz are not working out as they had planned it / envisaged it ... their relationship is not at the level they would want it to be ( that again could be for a variety of reasons ) this is not to say if the above conditions are met everytime it results in a divorce.
We as human beings are more resilient and adaptive than what we get credit for , we usually like to take all available options before taking the final plunge !! its not
easy taking that final plunge , as its not easy to ending a relationship in which one has invested so much of our time and energy onto it , there is societal pressure more for the women and haveing kids also creates complications.
So if one has had a divorce where does that person stand as compared to her unmarried and married compatriots .... I use the word "" she "" here as an indicative for both men and women .. In an ideal sitchuation and in a free society i feel she is in a better position as compared to the other two. She has had a chance to see life from both sides ( both the best and the worst ) and she is in a position to decide where does she want it to take it from there ?? she may decide to take some time off and not marry for sometime or forever and she may decide to focus on her long lost career without havin to invest time in her relationship!!! ... or she could be smart from her previous experience and know exactly what to look in for a man ( husband / boyfriend ?? ) . She would know exactly what problems crop up after marriage and try to make an agreement on those before marriage . I personally think its a very exciteing crossroad to be in, noone plans to be here but if one does get here one should make the best of the situation....Every situation has its positives and negatives ... the negatives of being in a divorce we very well know .. as it is drilled in our heads by the society and people around us ... however noone tells the positives of the situation to us .....
I say all this in an ideal situation and free society.... I’ll restrict myself to the Indian society because that’s where most of my experiences and interactions are based...... A divorced man is now much more socially acceptable than what was the case even a few years back and if he decides to get married he usually doesn’t face any problems getting remarried......... Usually his ex-wife had some “problems” and the poor man was left with no option but to file for a divorce!..... (I say usually here because I know of some exceptions where I see no reason why those men shouldn’t be happily married)..... Now the divorced man may not have it so easy getting remarried it is definitely not half as hard as the divorced woman......
A divorced woman is still in the process of getting socially acceptable.... I think urban parents are now starting to advice divorce for their daughters who are in marriages that just don’t work......... (Again this is on the basis of my experience and interaction)...... Also young women are more sure of themselves than what they were lets say 10 years back, a single woman with children is not a rare feature anymore....... Women are able to support themselves through their jobs and also her friends network usually jumps into help ........the fact she also gets more than her share of men trying to get “close” to her is always a pain....... It is still difficult for a divorced woman to get married, most cases that I know of .......the women get married to their friends/colleagues whom they have known for some time and who understand that there is more to that woman than just that stamp of divorce!

I think it would be fair to say that it is an indicator of how much a society has evolved by the way it treats a divorced woman..... while we are not as bad as what we 'used to be we still aren’t there as yet.....

Did i loose my religion ?

My parents have subscribed to this magzine called The Outlook ... ! Each issue covers random topics to it like for example last month it was on Politics ... ! there are essayz written by people who are authorities on the topic ... then there are certain other cartoons .. depictinn the topic etc etc...Each issue for me is a refreshingly new experience ... ! the last issue which i read was on Crime ...among the thingz which they had written ... there was Communal Violence which really got my attention .. ! i wanted to write about it from a long period of time however just dint know where to start it ... it is also easy to get negative about the whole thing and then i loose the point altogether

Communal Violence as i understand violence based among other things --- Religion !!
This is something which i have failed to understand for a long time .. !
i have seen people fighting over land , women , money , even television remotes but never over the concept of religion ... But why religion ?? ... We dont even choose our religion .. we kind off inherit our religion at birth from our parents .. But then religion is something we try to hang on closely ... i personally didnt .. ! i never could understand it anywayz .. and gave up on it long time back .. !
Anywayz as i start analyzein it ! .. it is easy to see why communal violence happens

India as our forefathers saw it was alwayz a Secular country where there was no discrimination on the basis of religion. All religions are equal . BUT even after centuries of these religions mingling together i find the minority communities still liveinn in small clustered areas. Most of these dwellings will be haveing one place of worship and most of the shops in the sorrounding areas will be owned by the people of the same community . Depending on where you go ... inter-religious marriges are still frowned upon even by the majority community
Before comeing to Dubai i had no clue about festivals like EID ...
i had no idea as what it is to celebrate eid ... what is the whole history / idea behind it ? ..
Back in India we still dont know too much about each other's festivals even though we have lived with each other for generations . As in a country like ours , where different religions have co-existed for centuries. i would expect current thinking and ideas ( even education ) to draw upon the knowledge and wisdom from all these religions like language for example.
to my mind there is a lack of understanding and knowledge of other religions and how are they different paths to the same ... stupid dumb concept called GOD !!!
It is precisely this ignorance which shows its ugly face in the form of communal violence. Ignorance you see can breed a lot of negative attributes like fear, hatred etc... When we strike violently against someone isint it a act of a combination of hared and fear ? Fear because the other person ability to bring harm to us and hatred because we percieve he has or plans to being harm to us. This ignorance when combined with thingz like lack of economic opportunities , hunger and some mischevious economic leaders , becomes this huge demon which is all ready to spout fire at the other community ... This could take the form of demolishing century old mosques , rapeing nuns , burning clerics alive and even demanding a hindu state

according to me ..there are 2 wayz to stop this kind of violence
1 . by effectively clamping down on the people who do the violence and the people who plan it right to the last fire
2. by education bringing down unemployment
Both solutions are easier said and done and i dont see anything been done or any of these counts
Sometimes i get all cynical and wonder given these conditions why isint there like a major riot each year and at each others religious festivals ???
Last year coz of Ayodhya and Godra riot in Gujrat the kind of nonsense that was dished out in the front pages makes me shiver as i think of what kind of mind does it make to make these statements and what else is that devious mind capable of ???

The other day i was finding some intresting quotes for my sister's project i came across this one...

Harvey Milk, at a 1978 Gay Freedom Day Rally. (Harvey Milk was killed later that year by a fanatic).
"The fact is that more people have been slaughtered in the name of religion than for any other single reason. That, THAT my friends, is true perversion."

Roadside Romeo ... ! blahhh !!

I saw the movie Roadside Romeo yesterday with friendz .. !
I was eagerly waiting for this movie for a very long time .... and yesterday i finally watched it ..
The reason being extremely cool Promos .. awesome 3-D animation ! and + a fact being that its a Yash Raj & Disney co product !! .. personaly i dont give two hoots about yash raj .. i have hated all his films .. ! since childhood .. be it DDLJ or Veer Zaara .. every goddamn movie has just one thing in common .. and that is Romance .. i mean cmonnn .. ! .. think of somethinn else as the theme tooo DUDE !!!
Anywayz I liked it .. and my friend akshay aka maadu agreed with me too .... in short ** we were wagging our tails in appreciation ** :P
though not everyone was convinced by us .. ! suheir and alif hated the film from their heart .. ! maybe coz they dint share the Lame sense of humor as me and akshay do :D
Roadside Romeo is like a normal Hindi Bollywood there is a hero , a heroine , a mandatory villian plus love problems misunderstandings.. !but alls well that ends well can you belive it .. they tried to make a spoof of DDLJ at the end ( the train scene ) .. LOL
The story is about Romeo aka Saif Ali Khan , the quintessential lover dog is thrown onto the streets, where he meets newly found best mutts. Soon enough he bumps into the love of his life...... Laila aka Kareena who happens to be a nightclub performer..... Besides falling in love, the biggest mistake Romeo commits is having rubbed Charlie Anna aka Javed Jaffrey the wrong way...... With a villain to combat and love to win over, the film is all Romeo and tons of heart.
Roadside Romeo in short was not that great movie .... it had the usual compliant of terrible stories ONLY meant for kids .... however this one is quite the opposite ..... So much so that most kids will not understand ...any of the puns ..
CAN you belive it I Found out from this movie that DOGS ALSO MAKE OUT !

With Roadside Romeo indian film makers have taken a giant leap foward and thankx to yash raj films and walt disney studio for being the one to bring INDIA'S 1st ANIMATION FILM !!
its not perfect but nonetheless still great ... had the movie made in live action .. it wouldnt have worked out ... !

Delhi ..... Its my city . !

Yes .. its true New Delhi ... its my city !
I have grown up in this city .. i have recieved all lessons of my life in this city... This city has taught me to co-exist with my neighbours , with nature , with birds , and not to forget the COWS that roam around the streets .. claiming their own ..
It is this city that has taught me to appreciate music , food , arts , the smell of mud as it begins to Rain ..
whenever i go back to New Delhi .. i still see the ruins of century old buildings around me .. !i learn that even the great kings and empires crumble to dust and die never mind you and me . !i thrive in the rich colors and traditions of this city ..
this city teaches me co-existense...it teaches me that there is enough space under the sky for us to live and let live .. !
it teaches me not to get possessive, it lets me go when i am too restless and i promptly come back to it all excited to tell her my experiences about places far and beyond .. !she then sits me down and tells me how centuries back someone had come to her from that far away land and tells me stories of the great battles fought , stories of valor and courage , stories of deciet ..
Just when i thought that i knew all that was to be known about Delhi she opens another chapter of herself to me ..it is almost as if i was in class 2 .... i had thought i had mastered maths by learning how to add and subtract...
Delhi has taught me to keep myself warm in winters and forces me to keep warm in summers inspite of my best efforts.In those hot summer months when i cant sleep because of the heat and i stand in my terrace.. ! and say i give up .. !
Delhi replies with monsoon she deluges me with the torrent of monsoon ...
Can you belive it even the dogs look clean and cared for .. !
Sometimes i feel being here in Dubai and visitin New delhi once or twice a year .. ! that there are a lot of changes that have taken place over few years.... sometimez it feels like a whirlwind and makes my headspin ... It makes me happy to see people getting richer than their own Parents.. but what disturbs me is the enclosed mentality and self serving attitude ....
I see all these malls comeing up and sometimes when i am in one of these malls I have to remind myself that i am in Delhi .. ! not in Dubai Bangkok or the US ...
For me what defines a market are indivudual shops which have character and not the big labels ( Khan Market , Sarojni Nagar , Janpath ) and those faceless shops which could be the same anywhere else in the world under a different name . I feel my city is being colonised by a big retailer while i appreciate the quality and service the big retailer provides. I also feel with the present scenario we could work more with small shops...
Personally for me what sets delhi apart from any other city is the WALLED CITY aka CHANDNI CHOWK . Everytime i go there i loose myself in the myriad of lanes and bylanes, the eating joints .. the breathetakein view of the Red Fort and the Jama masjid which infact is one of the oldest mosques in India. Even though i cant get myself liveinn there ... but i do like to go there whenever its possible for me ...
Even the dialect is soo different in that area ... from the one that is spoken in the malls which is kinda a mix of half hindi .. half english ... half Punjabi .. !
in the last 19 years .. i have noticed many people come to delhi and live their lives and still dont identify themselves as dilliwallas aka Delhiites ... they dont identify themseleves as a citizen of Delhi .. i belive they are still refuges or people in transit ... it reminds me of the dubai airport transit lounge ... one side is the arrivals shedule where everyone seems to hang on while the departure shedule is still a little Fuzzy .. ! Cant call yourself citizens of an airport can you ???

We critize Delhi at the top of the hat ! .. the ""sab chalta hain"" attitude is prevailent in everyone in Delhi .. ! NO electrity , NO water WE the people are ready to fuck Dilli JaL board Upside down for this .. ! WE crib about the mosquites .. wheras we ourselves dont shy away from throwing our garbage in the nearest sewer !! ... ( if not the roads ) ..jumping RED LIGHTS ( its like in fashion .. after SALMAN KHAN did it ) what to talk about ? .. ! stealing electricity etc etc...

WE are the electricity , water and the mosquito killers of this city, It is the people who make the city and destroy it ....Delhi will see us off .. as she has seen off other periods in its history ... the point is how will we be remembered ? . ! will it make us any different from Timur the lame and Chengiz khan ! .. did someone say we have their blood in us .. ! Well it is certainly showing !!! .

The Start Line .... !

Why the title ? ... dont ask me .. random thingz come to my head ... and i just make something out of it .. !
well to be frank this blog is only coz of a pain in the ass ! dude.. who has been a friend to me for the last 7 to 8 years.. ! ..
Sam aka Sampat Rawat ! ...
who has been behind my life to make a blog for myself .. ! ..
finally your nagging for the past few months has got over .. Finally ! ..