Random Thoughts from the Soul

Terrorism and the Spirit of Mumbai

2011-07-14T15:46:00.007+05:30

Hey blog,

Day before yesterday at about 715pm, I get a call from my best friend (remember her - the train wali) saying "Aji, I am near Hyatt, can you check and see if any bombs have exploded in my area", I am like - "WHAT??" Shes like "Ya some 2-3 blasts have happened, half the networks are all down, so I cant find out". And I was like thinking to myself, how can someone be so cool about it? :) And thats when I remember thats the Spirit of Mumbai, life goes on...!

Anyways I put the tv on and hear about the 3 blasts that have ripped thru South and Central Mumbai. 2 hours into the whole episode and all the news channels start off about the spirit of Mumbai, and how the people there resurrect like the Ashes of the Phoenix. And then the interviews with the people and the celebrities and everyone sits and blames the Government and demands that the Home Minister, Chief Minister blah blah need to put in their papers and stuff.

Blog - I just have one question for you -

How is the CM, HM, PM, FM, DM, XYZM resigning going to change anything? People who have lost their lives, have lost it. Their families will live with this fact for the rest of their lives. I am not sitting here and justifying that these bureaucrats are right, but actually speaking what can they do? Blady hell if someone comes and puts a cockroach in your house, are you gonna sit and blame the collector of your district!?? (Actually we do, we will sit and say that there is no collection of trash in time, the garbage system is bad etc., but then we have no problems in wiping our noses with a tissue and throwing the tissue on the road, or spitting gum around the place) EOD no minister or politician or policeman can guarantee your safety, so stop demanding for their heads after each incident. Lets take the simple example of Mumbai. She has a population of 20.5 mn, and Brihanmumbai Police has 40,914 employees (as per wiki), that eventually comes to 501 persons/cop. In a family of 4, the parents at times keep saying how tiring it is take care of 2 kids, and you are expecting one cop to take care of 501 people!! I know its a senseless comparison, but somewhere it actually is commonsense. What each of us need to realise is that if there's someone who can take care of you, its just the GOD up there. Yes most police force's around the world have a similar tagline which goes like "To Serve and to Protect" - there's a limit to which anyone can protect you. Its like the saying "GOD helps those, who help themselves". We blaming the cops without doing our part is like what I do before an exam when I pray "GOD I have not really studied anything, but please please please the question paper should only contain what I have studied".

Simple question - Look at the amount of suitcases that pass thru the gates of VT station or the number of people who walk around on Ranganathan Street in T.Nagar or number of people in Chandni Chowk/Brigade Road/Park Street/Tank Bund Road - during peak hours you wouldnt even realise if someone stole your underwear and in the middle of all this someone drops a bag and goes somewhere - which blady intelligence can do anything about it? Simplest of things, how many of us know our neighbours? Maybe yes if there was "Pretty Young Thing" staying next door, we all would be there sharing our Nescafes and waiting with badminton racquets, otherwise we would like, who the F cares!! We dont know who our neighbours are, but we expect the government to keep a count of every single cockroach in the country. The Home Minister makes a statement like "Our intelligence sources couldnt pick up anything" and we sit in our homes and grumble "Same shit - when has our intelligence ever picked up anything".

I have a lot of people on my FB timeline with messages saying, we can spend millions to protect a terrorist, but we cant protect our own citizens. Killing Kasab is not going to change anything. Its another thing that, keeping him alive also wont change anything. Although yes I dont understand why the case cant be closed.

What is the point of this post, I really dont know, coz I got lost somewhere in btwn. I guess my point is simple - stop blaming the government, stop blaming people around you. The earlier we realise that noone but you, can protect yourself, the better it would be for each. Now am I sitting and saying that a society where each one walks around with gun is the solution - No way, coz we dont have the mental maturity for that. I am not a Congress supporter, nor am I an Opposition supporter either. For that matter I dont even have a voters ID. Hence this post is not supporting any politicial or religious establishment.

We Indians have this fascination for our neighbour - we are like so interested in knowing whats happens in their house - precisely the reason for success of reality shows. And our 2nd fascination is in blaming our neighbours, without even knowing what their names are - Again precisely the reason why we blame the government for everything. Simplest thing, there are no rains, and the crops fail and we blame the government. What in the world can the government do if there's no rain!!?? Its not Bollywood, where u can create a rain scene. Lets get realistic about things. The faster we accept reality, the better it is for everyone.

Disclaimer - I know I could possibly invite hatred and adverse comments/reactions with this post. But really give it a thought - dont I make sense? Anywayz in no way do I support these terrorist activities, in fact I solemnly pray for each person who has ever been affected in any form because of these asses who believe that killing someone is how u avenge something. Like the proverb goes, an eye for an eye, makes the whole world go blind. I truly salute the spirit of Mumbai and the country in general on how people get back to their lives soon. Prolly there's no choice, in the rat race out there, if one wants to sit and ponder, they get left behind - so is it actually the spirit of Mumbai or like someone has just put as their status on my BBM list - "Is there a Mumbai spirit, or jus desperate people without choice" - FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

Aye dil hai mushkil jeena yahan  Zara hat ke zara bach ke, yeh hai Bombay meri jaan  Kahin building kahin traame, kahin motor kahin mill  Milta hai yahan sab kuchh, ik milta nahin dil  Zara hat ke zara bach ke, yeh hai Bombay meri jaan

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

2011-06-15T12:12:00.005+05:30

Disclaimer - This is not written by me. Its a pure copy-paste job. I happened to read this somewhere, and felt it needed to be shared - so here it is. A lil on the longer side, but a wonderful piece of literature.

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Written by Adrian Tan, author of The Teenage Textbook (1988), was the guest-of-honour at a recent NTU convocation ceremony. This was his speech to the graduating class of 2008.
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I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.

On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.

Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.

You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they’re wrong.

The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.

I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.

If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.

Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.

Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.

The most important is this: do not work.

Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.

Work kills. The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork. That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There’s a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.

People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan “Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.

I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.

It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.

Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

Chinatown Review - This Vishu, do yourself a favour and watch the movies on TV instead.

2011-04-15T11:56:00.003+05:30

Vishu is here and you have 2 movies releasing, one each from both the superstars of Mollywood. Had a day off today, and we had both the movies releasing here in Chennai – Chinatown and Doubles. I was pretty much in a serious confusion as to which one to go for. Went ahead for Chinatown coz it was coming from the stable of Rafi Mecartin who had given the Malayalam industry some good movies like Punjabi House, Thenkasipattanam, Hello etc., But yes I guess records are pretty much like cricket statistics, you might have 20 centuries to your name, but eventually if you are out of form, nothing can save you. And it seems like that’s the story with Rafi Mecartin with their last outing Love in Singapore with Mammooty being a disappointment, and they seem to have missed the bus once again.

20 minutes into the movie, I realize that I have made a big mistake and now with theatres making you cram and park your vehicles, I had no option to even leave the movie midway, so there I was looking forward to spend 150 long mins in the theatre.

Chinatown has been set in Goa (how much ever you try and make Ramoji Film City look like Goa, it jus doesn’t work), the only place in India where gambling is legal. The story talks about two generations, and of three sons of three illustrious fathers meeting after twenty years. Enter Mathukutty (Mohanlal), Zachariah (Jayaram) and Binoy (Dileep) – three long lost friends who are forced to come back together as one of their uncles (Capt. Raju) suddenly popped up from somewhere with loads of money and a casino which he intends to hand it over to our heroes. So how they come together and get caught in a web of some 101 characters who are supposedly forced into the script (read Jagathy Sreekumar and that Hungarian Sumo Wrestler). Ohh and in between all this there is the villain (Pradeep Rawat aka Ghajini), who was the one who destroyed their childhood and separated the three friends. There is a whole Hangover type of situation that was created to bring in some laughs, but for me it ended up being another drag of 15 mins to a very dragging and boring climax. Normally you walk out of a theatre after a bad movie and you still remember 1-2 scenes that are memorable. Unfortunately for me, now such luck for me in this movie. There were some scenes that were absolutely made in bad taste and the ones that stands out for me is the one in the dhyana kendram and the whole nonsense about Dileep’s love failures. Suraj Venjaramoodu is someone I thought would be a saving grace, but here too his role is just to add to the confusion and shout out his dialogues. It’s as if shouting is the new comedy. The three heroines played by Kavya Madhavan, Poonam Bajwa and Dipasha are not even there in the movie for the glamour content, which makes me wonder why couldn’t the director and producer avoid having them and saving some money, but then if I think deep, I would wonder why couldn’t the producer director not make the movie at all and save all the money spent. Looking back at my review, I feel I have gone overboard with the negativity, maybe yes a few people in the theatre do enjoy such movies, unfortunately for me, I don’t fall into that group. Eod it just makes me wonder, do filmmakers really think majority of the audiences don’t have any taste? Come on guys, give us quality cinema like a Pranchiyettan or an Arabikatha and we will embrace you!

As I complete this review, I get a sms from a friend who went for Doubles and he writes “You must be lucky that you went for Chinatown as Doubles was pathetic” oh GOD, little does he know how lucky I was to have seen Chinatown.

Legacy of the Mallu Lungi

2010-07-22T17:18:00.001+05:30

Hi all,

As usual I know its been a while.. Loads and loads of stuff happening, but then nothing much to pen about. Coz of the various things happening in life..my interest in blogging also seems to look like the recession…and hence the limited posts…but then if there is one thing that I like doing…then its this..so will have to try and bring up those interests again…and till then, I will end up putting stuff that I read here and there…and this is one such wonderful read that a colleague in office has sent, and hence it has to go up here. Enjoy the read.

AJ

'Lungi'. Pronounced as 'Lu' as in loo and 'ngi ' as in 'mongey', a lungi can be identified by its floral or window-curtain pattern. 'Mundu' is the white variation of lungi and is worn on special occasions like hartal or bandh days, weddings and Onam.

Lungi is simple and 'down to earth' like the mallu wearing it. Lungi is the beginning and the end of evolution in its category. Wearing something on the top half of your body is optional when you are wearing a lungi. Lungi is a strategic dress. It's like a one-size-fits- all bottoms for Keralites.

The technique of wearing a lungi/mundu is passed on from generation to generation through word of mouth like the British Constitution. If you think it is an easy task wearing it, just try it once! It requires techniques like breath control and yoga that is a notch higher than sudarshan kriya of AOL. A lungi/mundu when perfectly worn won't come off even in a quake of 8 on the Richter scale. A lungi is not attached to the waist using duct tape, staple, rope or Velcro. It's a bit of mallu magic whose formula is a closely guarded secret like the Coca Cola chemicals.

A lungi can be worn 'Full Mast' or 'Half Mast' like a national flag. A 'Full Mast' lungi is when you are showing respect to an elderly or the dead. Wearing it at full mast has lots of disadvantages. A major disadvantage is when a dog runs after you. When you are wearing a lungi/mundu at full mast, the advantage is mainly for the female onlookers who are spared the ordeal of swooning at the sight of hairy legs.

Wearing a lungi 'Half Mast' is when you wear it exposing yourself like those C grade movie starlets. A mallu can play cricket, football or simbly run when the lungi is worn at half mast. A mallu can even climb a coconut tree wearing lungi in half mast. "It's not good manners, especially for ladies from decent families, to look up at a mallu climbing a coconut tree"- Confucius (or is it Abdul Kalam?)

Most mallus do the traditional dance kudiyattam. Kudi means drinking alcohol and yattam, spelled as aattam, means random movement of the male body. Note that 'y' is silent. When you are drinking, you drink, there is no 'y'. Any alcohol related "festival" can be enjoyed to the maximum when you are topless with lungi and a towel tied around the head. "Half mast lungi makes it easy to dance and shake legs" says Candelaria Amaranto, a Salsa teacher from Spain after watching 'kudiyaattam' .

The 'Lungi Wearing Mallu Union' [LUWMU, pronounced LOVE MU], an NGO which works towards the 'upliftment' of the lungi, strongly disapprove of the GenNext tendency of wearing Burmuda under the lungi. Burmuda under the lungi is a conspiracy by the CIA. It's a disgrace to see a person wearing burmuda with corporate logos under his lungi. What they don't know is how much these corporates are limiting their freedom of movement and expression.

A mallu wears lungi round the year, all weather, all season. A mallu celebrates winter by wearing a colourful lungi with a floral pattern. Lungi provides good ventilation and brings down the heat between legs. A mallu is scared of global warming more than anyone else in the world.

A lungi/mundu can be worn any time of the day/night. It doubles as blanket at night. It also doubles up as a swing, swimwear, sleeping bag, parachute, facemask while entering/exiting toddy shops, shopping basket and water filter while fishing in ponds and rivers. It also has recreational uses like in 'Lungi/mundu pulling', a pastime in households having more than one male member. Lungi pulling competitions are held outside toddyshops all over Kerala during Onam and Vishu. When these lungis are decommissioned from service, they become table cloths. Thus the humble lungi is a cradle to grave appendage.

Smile = Rs 46??

2010-05-21T01:30:00.004+05:30

Smile = Rs 46…! Now what the hell could that mean…is that a code name for a CIA operative, or is that password for my netbanking accounts :). Actually its nothing of that sort, for that matter its exactly what it reads…a smile is worth just Rs 46. Now if a smile was that cheap, shouldn't we all be having a smiling face rather than sitting and sulking the whole time. Shit…actually imagine if MSN, Gtalk and other IM clients started charging Rs 46 for a smile, how much money would they actually make, considering we netizens, just keep putting smileys on chats without any rhyme or reason. When someone makes us laugh, we have a smile, when we have nothing to say we put a smiley…and the list is endless.

As a kid, when we used to go grocery shopping with my family, I used to pick up something which would always have something tagged along with it, buy 1 get 1 free types…not just when I was small…I still actually do :) …and my Dad used to keep telling me that there are no free lunches in the world..and it kinda was proved to me couple of days back that there are no free lunches, and for that matter there are no free smiles also.

Couple of days ago, I happened to pass via Bengaluru and couple of friends were like, lets head to Koshy's (Parade Café) for breakfast. I have been to this place earlier, and it definitely is one of the oldest landmarks in the city and no two doubts about the fact that they serve some amazing continental breakfast. Yes it does have an uncanny resemblance to Indian Coffee House, but I guess that's due to a legacy they wish to continue. While we just kept waiting there for the rest of the group to join, who btw took so blady long to come, I ended up going thru the menu some hazaar times, and my eyes fell on this particular dish, aptly titled SMILE…worth Rs 46.

I kept wondering why such a thing appears on the menu. In the middle of all this thinking I had my mutton keema toast, sausages, bacon etc etc., Still kept wondering why SMILE…Like they say a man cannot really think when he's hungry…so finally when I was down with all my sausages and bacon, was I able to solve the mystery of the smile. After some deep thoughts I was able to conclude that you actually need to pay Rs 46 to get the bearers to smile…these guys just don't smile. Their natures are absolutely humble, they are friendly, they thank you when you leave…but you just don't see them smiling.

WOW..talk about selling ones product. Perfect law of economics – You only get what you pay for!! You are right Dad there are no free lunches in this world…or for that matter even smiles :) sheesh…if we had to pay for smileys then MS would have already debited my account with Rs 138 :( for my few lines of bak bak above!!

Am I with the right partner?

2010-04-22T12:59:00.001+05:30

I have been promising to come here every now and then I know…but its jus been so busy with some 100 other things…and I promise it will be alive once again soon. But for now, I am just putting up a read that I received from someone…and it made so much sense that I felt it needs to be put up here.

During a seminar, a woman asked," How do I know if I am with the right person?" The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, "It depends. Is that your partner?" In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?"
Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind replied the author. Here's the answer.

Every relationship has a cycle...In the beginning; you fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls, want their touch, and like their peculiarity. Falling in love wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love.

People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU. Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It's a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.

Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage. At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, "Am I with the right person?"

And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when relationships breakdown.

The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found. People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it. I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this): The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found.

SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy.

And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery.

There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner). Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know and apply these laws, the results are predictable. Love is therefore a "decision". Not just a feeling.

Remember this always: God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let GO!!

Ya ya…I keep promising to come here often I know…

2009-10-04T19:39:00.001+05:30

Hi blog,

I know its been a while since I have been here and I know you have actually missed me..and yes I also do know that every other time, I keep promising that I would come often and write stuff. So finally I thought its time I sit and update stuff; today am actually here coz need to spend some time that I have on my hands. Sitting in an up shop coffee store on MG Road in Bangalore and waiting for a friend, who's toda sa late, so I don't want to look like a zombie doing nothing, so generally thought wud take out the laptop and type something…first thought wud sit on GTalk mobile, but then realized that I can't afford to let my battery dry out, as I have my travel back to Chennai tonite and wouldn't be able to charge till tomorrow morning..so the only next best option was the laptop…people actually here mistake me for some corporate weirdo sitting and working on a Sunday…how I wish it was that way…atleast the former if not the latter…although I know some people who sit in a mall and work so much on a Sunday…(ya ya who else but u, wud I be referring to).

Anywayz so that's what I am upto now...well how come in Bangalore?? Hmmm…Came down for the wedding of two of my classmates…its so nice when you actually see 2 people who been in love for sometime, getting married..its just a wonderful feeling that you have for them, and somewhere down the lane, keep wishing why such luck prolly didn't have anything to do with u, but then that's how life is. You don't get all that you want…haha…now don't we all know that this is just a reason to make yourself feel nice. So ya like I was saying came down here for that marriage..actually been away from Chennai for a week now…and it feels so nice. Went home to Cochin for a week…was just so lovely to be home. The weather was fab…I don't think there was ever a day when it didn't like rain for like some 10-12 hrs continuously. Sometime I just wish, I could find a job in Cochin, be at home…most importantly save up some money. But then as most NonResident Mallus wud say…Kerala is good for a holiday FULLSTOP…working there probably would be a very wrong choice…so its back to Chennai tomorrow, and back to work L

I have no clue what I intend to convey thru this post, now you will be like which post of mine has anything to convey…haha…so true aint it…as the blog title goes, random thoughts from the heart, soul…wherever..!! I just love this city…Bangalore. Spent like 3 years of my life here…As some of you are prolly aware…after school, I spent like some 5 yrs in Chennai and then Bangalore happened, and when Blore happened, I had said to myself that I wouldn't go back to Chennai…but then fate had other plans in store…and for my luck - fate decided to have these other plans for me exactly during a point…wen I so badly wud have wanted to be in this city for reasons some of you might knw…anywayz lets not get there. There's something about this city that is so nice…prolly the weather…prolly the whole atmosphere…not to forget that place has good chic's too J. But yes this place has way too many phonies as well…I don't have to go too far to explain this point…there's this couple sitting next to me…I am so sure they aren't in love…claim to be like good friends…but the guy is giving so many straight fwd hints…hinting at something physical…the chic doesn't even seem to understand also…or maybe its just my corrupted mind…but hey who cares…as it is with all Aquarians my mind keeps wandering all over the place, and hence its interesting to hear others conversations…although I so badly don't want to…but then..hey I have never been able to control my mind.

Jus remembered…my friend had messaged some 10 mins back, saying shes here in like 10…which wud mean sometime now…so that's adios to blog for now…not promising anything this time, but I guess ya I will be back soon, and u really gotta be thankful to my friend, that she decided to come in a lil late…atleast that got me to write this much…as I conclude, I so wish to add another line from this couple next to me that I just heard now…
no Ajit…u cant get bitchy…no no…sign out…!!

Disclaimer…Ya I know this city is no longer called Bangalore, but Bengaluru…but its so blady diff typing that…so anyone who takes offence to it…am extremely sorry…

Oh shes here…pretty I say…!! J Well hey..I did say that I like this city…didn't i.. !!

I am alive…and the blog’s alive too…

2009-05-23T15:38:00.001+05:30

Heylo people..

Wasssup…How you all doing? Just thought I put in a small letter aka post. I know I have been promising many of you that I would post one since Jan 1st...and hahaha today is May 23rd...what do i say?? Well been busy, with something or the other...

Nothing much has been happening, interesting stuff ya...keeps happening around...wl write about it soon...and I do mean soon...today just thought I wud give attendance and say that am alive :)

Oh yes...watch Angels and Demons if u get a chance...definitely it aint comparable to the book...but then the movie is pretty good...india release on May 29th...

Keep watching this space for more updates...

Ajit

PS - best friend...i love the answer you gave someone today....muahh :)

Kya ek ladka-ladki kabhi dost banke reh sakte hai…???

2008-12-14T18:25:00.005+05:30

Hey all…I am back again…this time it's a lot sooner than expected huh…
Before you guys start to read this post, try and read the post prior to this..its connected in some ways…but before u get there, lemme add ki that ones pretty long. And for the ones who have read that and then reading this, am surprised ur giving me a 2^nd chance…well lemme try and not bore u ppl again thru this post also…

Well kinda free this weekend, so thought I would sit and do some work on the blog…which is why u see two posts on a day…now don't ask me whens the next one coming up, coz I honestly don't know…Before I start writing this post, lemme see what all I have been upto this past few days. Well nothing much to be precise, the week as usual passes with the regular work, which nothing much interesting is happening to pen about. Last evening went and saw Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi…don't even ask me how the movie was…I dunno if it was crap or not…but I know it wasn't great. The title of this post and the previous ones…I have got from this movie. Anywayz didn't expect too much from the movie, so wasn't disappointing…one can say. I kinda end up seeing every movie that's released…(oh yes that's one good about Chennai…any theatre, be it a multiplex or a single screen cant charge more than Rs 120/ticket)…so that's like an incentive to catch any movie…and the cheapest way to spend part of the weekend. Anywayz so that's what I did over the weekend.

Okay now getting back to this writing this post…what was the necessity to have this one after having written a boring one jus a few hours ago. Well the one prior to this…was about relationships and this one too continues to be abt relationships. Websters defines relationships as "A state of connectedness between people" And this necessarily does not mean that one has to be in love with another or be married or like kids say bf-gf to be in a relationship. There are many where u cant even define the connection. And there are some of these people in my life who I need to mention, esp when my last post was on relationships.

You tend to meet people almost on a daily basis, but there are some who live an inprint in your life. My parents have been my biggest pillars in life…already written about them, in the previous to previous posts. And then there are friends. I have never had someone like a best friend, till about 3 months back. Never knew what a best friend meant. But right from school, at every stage of life, I have ended up meeting people who have been a special part of my life. Not gonna write stories on anyone, just a quick short snippet of each of them. And I am sure people who knw me really well, wud knw that there wont be any mention of any male friends in this blog…haha…kya kare hum to aise hi hai J Actually no lemme mention 3…there are these 3 guys from school…how I hate them and how I adore them…been the thickest of my pals for a long time now…2 of them recently got married, which makes me wonder that I am next in line…SHIT..!! and the 3^rd one…salaam PPP…

School like I wrote in my previous post has been an amazing experience. Made some of my greatest friendships there…some got lost, some remain dormant, few keep in touch…and very few are still close. One such person is the subject here. Known her for about 12 years now…really long. I dunno when was the first time I met her, I guess it was at tuitions…I still rem the first time I saw her, she was in a black pullover. After school, I think we have just met once, but we have been in touch. She's been the only one from school that I have been in constant touch with. And the best part is, I am meeting her next week, at her marriage. Unfortunately even if I want, I just cannot skip it.

Then there's my Chotti. I jus love her…I was supposed to be her local guardian here in Chennai. I know I have totally irritated her. Now shes at the other end of the globe, so the irritations are quite less…and the only thing she has to ask me when we talk is.. "When are u finding me a bhabhi"… arre chotti ab mein kya karu if whoever I find…either it goes kaput, or like recently…they have a bf J

MBA…hmmm…some really good friends from here. Some pleasant memories, some really unpleasant memories. Okay I dunno how to write this…Ajit has a person can talk to anyone and everyone. There are few people he cant talk to…for some reason or the other. One such person is Miss. V (now Mrs btw)…this girl was so damn cute, I dunno how I missed talking to her in the first year of MBA. We jus never spoke. Then fortunately for me and unfortunately for her, we ended up doing our internship at the same place and even the same project. I guess God had written that she wud have to bear my nonsense. I just cant write about her, one of the most special people in life…who's been there when I have always wanted someone. Shes happily married to her bf of 5 years…and they both are jus so warm people. There is this one person I never spoke during my MBA and I have no clue as to why. But now that MBA is over…we kinda chat on a daily basis…Jus makes me think, how come I missed chatting up with her in college... Another one from MBA…and this chic is the first person I spoke to in college. We hit it off really well initially and then suddenly for some reason…we just stopped talking for 6 months…she gave me the most weirdest of reasons….made me buy it also. Calls me her entertainment…she jus hates me…and I jus love irritating her to worlds end…and I knw wen shes gonna read this…shes gonna hate me even more…that's the whole point. This is one total bindaas chic...shes now become my roomies new drinking partner whenever she lands up at Chennai. Final person I met during my MBA years…we have so fought with each other…we have done things together that I could have never imagined…its been a great ride with her…unfortunately I cant write more, as the fear of opening up a Pandora's box…seems very close…There is this one more person I have met during MBA…myself V and this girl did our internship together…me and her have had some serious wonderful laughs then…and we continue to…

At work…there are these 3 girls…who I absolutely adore…Two of them I adore so much that I hate them for creating my profile on shaadi.com and sending interest invites to one dozen girls…arrrrgh I cud kill them for it…all three of them are absolutely cute, fun to be with…and more so like my partners in crime in a lot of things…Ohhh how can i forgot this final girl from work...although we work from different locations...what do i say abt suppandi...shes jus adorable..!!

I know there are people that I have missed in the course of this post…its not on purpose…its jus that I don't wanna end up with an even bigger post…!!

Nope…I haven't forgotten u my best friend…can I ever. So much about you has already been written in my previous posts…that I just dunno what else to write. This is one girl who I know can give me competition in everything I do…but the best part is that both of us know competing against each other and winning wudnt be childs play. We are like two peas of the same pod..everything abt us is so damn similar…from the smallest of things…to the biggest. She can totally irritate me at times with regard to certain things, but she also knows that it doesn't take me too long to irritate her also. Someone who I look forward to meeting as often as possible and someone who I truly miss. Its been since 3 months since we have met…and we are jus thick pals. The other day someone had a comment on my blog asking how come one can become best friends in such a short span. I dunno if this is a movie dialogue or if I have read it somewhere…but the answer is "kabhi kabhi ek dusre ko samajne mein ek ghanta kaafi hai…and kabhi kabhi ek zindagi kam ho sakti hai"

Going back to the title of my blog…kya ek ladka aur ladki kabhi dost banke reh sakte ho…?? Kyun nahi…rehna chahiye toh reh sakta hai…but the blady problem lies in the "rehna chahiye toh"…now if you ask me that…I wud prolly reserve my comments…kya kare there has to be food for thought always…!! J

Pyaar duniya ki sabse badi dard hoti hai…!!

2008-12-14T13:38:00.004+05:30

I have been thinking of writing this particular post for the past 2 months now…but never been able to set myself to the task. Sometimes its just work that keeps me busy, sometimes its my thoughts of someone, sometimes its my irritation and when its none of these, I just don't have the mood to write it. And since I have promised this particular post to many, I think I would take time off and write it. I dunno how this post would be taken by some, but then hey u can never satisfy the whole world. Before you read any further, tell me make it clear that this is another post about me and hence boredom wud strike you at various levels…so quit then and there and don't blame me for wasting ur valuable time.

Earlier today, I was reading an article that mentioned something about how majority of people in the UK wanted to have a relationship with some celebrity and then wanted to have a kiss n tell publication in their name in some tabloid and make good amount of money for it. Well this is one such kiss and tell post…but unfortunately theres noone to pay me for this. Well probably kiss n tell wud make it sound derogatory, its actually not…its jus some thoughts that I would wanna pen it down. I might get some of you sending me stinkers for this post, but then here goes. Firstly I will not take any names in this post, I guess that much confidentiality I should maintain. Secondly any resemblances that you may find here, are purely intentional J

Act 1 – 1991 – 1994
Like I wrote in my last post, my entire childhood was spent in the Gulf, to be precise Bahrain. And luckily I was in a co-ed school, but during those years, I was not the Ajit that you people would know now. I was more of the quiet shy types…I wudnt say I was afraid to talk to girls, but then somewhere the whole reserved thing was there. Now I have no clue how I got stuck up like that. Totally totally opposite of what I am currently. Anywayz there was this girl in my class in 6^th standard…it took a while for us to become friends, but then once we did become, we were kinda inseparable for a while. I mean the teachers used to shift our places, and somehow we wud still do something and end up sitting together. Like people/movies say…ek ladka-ek ladki kabhi dost nahi reh sakte…now I dunno if that's true or false, but atleast at that point of time I thought it was true. Somewhere along the way I started to like her…yes people would push it off as puppy luv…but then puppy luv ya chicken luv…kuch toh ho raha tha, but I just didn't have the guts to tell her this. I dunno if I had made it so evident, but then everyone around me (except her) knew that I had this super big crush on her…Now this carried on for like 3yrs…6^th to 8^th…and the chicken that I was at that point of time, jus cudnt jus walk up to her and tell her that I like u…it was jus so damn difficult for me. And then for some crappy reason..we never spoke to each other from 9^th to 12^th standard. We used to see each other in school, smile at each other…but we never spoke. And then too the chicken in me just couldn't muster courage to speak to her. Somewhere during the preparation for the 10^th and 12^th board exams, I started to eat a lot of Kelloggs and so during 12^th…the chicken decided to migrate into a more mightier thing and decided that last day of school…I wud track her down and tell her the simple fact that once upon a time I had a crush for u. And for my luck…on the last day of the board exams, I just cudnt find her in school. L I mean looking back at things, I just cant imagine that I had a crush on someone for 3 whole years and I just cudnt tell them (And the worst part in the whole thing was me and her were so good friends, that she would have always taken things in the right spirit even if she didn't like it)…and now I don't think it wud take me 3 hrs to tell someone something…whether I like them or not. I guess in addition to eating a lot of Kelloggs and gaining solid weight, I also gained certain important realizations in life.

This was prolly the only worthwhile thing in school worth talking about…other than that there was this one particular faculty tat I liked (ok lets not get there now)…there were other girls also in school who did interest me, but then nothing too much in particular to write abt…among all this there was jus this one learning and that was if u like someone who is ur friend…tell them…u have nothing to lose…if they are gonna be so stuck up and take things otherwise and decide that u don't talk to each other again…then its prolly not worth knowing them also…

Act 2 – 1998
Passed out from school…the board exams went pretty okay. Had a choice to do my graduation in the US or India…it was a conscious decision that graduation would be done in India itself. So from the time of the last day of the exam and the results coming out and moving over to India…there was a good long 3 months time. One of the most boring periods of time that I went thru…and at the time totally got addicted to internet. And had a free connection at home, so the whole day would practically be spent online. Those were the times where there were no social networking sites, or atleast I hadn't heard of them then. And so as part of time pass online, I was searching on some Indian community of Indians based in the Gulf…no clue as to what I was doing on the site. So there was this particular name that struck me, maybe it was her surname that just struck me. I kinda found it real peculiar, so I ended up mailing her. And a couple of hours later voila I get her reply..She too had just finished her 10^th…and was pretty jobless jus like me. We started talking…kind of got along really well. Prolly started out nothing more than a friendship….for some reason…me and my family travelled to her country in the next month…again for some reason we didn't even consider meeting up. Spoke on the phone couple of times…and somewhere along the way…she tells me one day that this is prolly heading in some other direction. My results came…screwed up a few subjects. I got to India, joined Loyola College here in Chennai for my BCom. We kept in touch and then she happened to come to India for her summer hols…and by then we were already abt 10 months into our relationship and we stl hadn't met…typical Hindi movie story huh…!! (Obviously we had seen each other in pictures) Anywayz she came to Mumbai for her summer hols, and me here convinced couple of classmates of mine to bunk college and do a trip to Mumbai…ohhh man that was so much fun…bunking, taking a long train journey to Mumbai, getting caught by eunichs and mostly filled with the excitement of meeting her for the first time. Ok now I don't rem our first meeting…but as far as I can remember, I know it was somewhere in Dadar…or was it CO's at Parel…one of them. It was prolly the first time that I was doing a trip of my own, and that too had its own excitement…we met…each returned to our respective locations…again another 6 months of being in touch of phones…oh blady hell and those times, the freaking ISD rates used to hit the roof…!! I still remember we used to write letters to each other (yes yes…I aint dumb…emails were there…but there was something more personal in writing letters) and the letters used to weigh like atleast half a kilo each…there used to be times where I jus used to wait for the postman…and once my Mom happened to get hold of one of the letters from the postman…and she was like…what in the world is this?? Then I happened to return to Bahrain for my summer hols…and I convinced my folks to make me to her country…ok one thing that I haven't mentioned it…I have always told my folks of my relationships…they hv never like shown me the cane or anything, and so I have never felt the need of keeping it away from them. Anywayz went to her city..met up…we went on for a while…and one fine day…abt 23 months into the relationship…somewhere we kinda both fell out of it. She initiated it…but for some reason I knew it was coming, and hence I wasn't like in a bad state or anything when it actually happened…got over it real qwik…had a neighbour of mine…and we were great friends, and the fact that she was there, is prolly why I was able to get over it real soon.

Every act of mine has had some learning…and this one too did. Maybe it was jus that feeling of being in love, is why we got into it in the first place…but a long distance relationship isn't easy…there are so many long distance relationships that I see around, that work so perfectly but then if both don't put in that extra effort, it aint gonna go anywhere…

Act 3 – 2000
This one I dunno if it can be defined as a relationship…it can be why not. The whole boyfriend-girlfriend concept is not one that can define a relationship. Me and S…I dunno what we were. We were jus very close. Very…although the year mentions 2000…I wud say prolly the seeds for this were sown a year back…I had gone for this conference called the Model United Nations Assembly in Bahrain, and I was heading the press coverage for this event. There was this very pretty girl in my team. She was wearing a hijab and I thought she was Arab. So I was like telling this friend of mine…"bhai woh bandhi mast dikhti hai" (S was pretty close to me when I said this)…and it just went on…the next day, S walks up to me and was talking something about the press coverage…and at the end…she looked at me and was like "aapko kya lagta hai, Pakistani ladkiyaan don't knw Hindi"…I was dumbstruck for a minute…shes like "its ok…dnt seem surprised…waise bhi kal ke comment ke liye thank u"… Circa 2000…I went back to Bahrain for my next summer hols…and we met up…and we knew that things were happening btwn us. And at the same time was when the movie Refugee (Abhisheks first movie) released…and I was like freak I cant walk across the border to claim this love….hhahaha…like I said both me and her knew it would never work btwn us…this Act prolly doesn't need a mention here, but then I felt it shud have been there…

Act 4 – 2004
4 year gap…btwn last one and this. Well I was in a boys only college for graduation…so what do u expect…!! Anywayz this Act really needn't be here, but I wanna write abt it. That's because there is so much of ill feeling abt this one. Anywayz time for another internet one…now u people prolly wondering whether - did I learn anything from my previous one or not…well this particular one was never intended to take a serious direction…but somewhere it became too serious that things jus went haywire. She was a junior of mine from school…I don't think I ever interacted with her in school…but then we interacted a lot after that. I don't wanna get to the interactions and all…she was staying in another part of the world altogether. She told me she was in love with me…I told her that I was in love with her…Iooking back I don't even knw whether we were in love at all. It seems more like a relationship of convenience that anything else. At some point of time she decided to come down to India to continue her studies here…by then she was supposedly seeing someone else…we were friends…same city…so kept meeting often. But somewhere along the well things got sour…because supposedly I had started spreading rumours abt her. And that too I feel ashamed to write here some of these rumours…I mean I knew bigger secrets abt her…which if I wanted I cud tell the whole world…why wud I spread false rumours when I could spread truths…this is a point which she failed to see then…and still continues to fail to see. Tried to make her see reality, but then now I realize its jus not even worth it…If the person who I am referring to here, happens to read this..trust me on each word I have written here, including my last line.

Act 5 – 2005
Looking back at all that I have written, I really dont think any of the above can even be called as relationships in the true sense of the word. Obviously each of them were in a factual way, but in the true sense...really none...but this one in 2005 - well this is the most enriching relationship I have been in so far. But unfortunately I cant write about it. Happened during my MBA…there were ups and downs. But this was one, which I thought and prolly wanted to see the end of the day. But then wen everything is fine, always some unwanted factors will have to crop up in btwn…and this time it happened to be religion. Everything was perfect…except religion. I don't want to write more abt this, but breaking up in the name of religion was something that was totally unacceptable to me…esp in this 21^st century. I have moved out of this…but sometimes one does wonder why does religion have to play a part in most relationships?? I know many of you would know abt this one…and the reasons why I cant or don't wanna write more on this…

My take from this…and no I am not asking this to anyone in particular…it's a general statement, to which I don't knw an answer. Many of my colleagues and friends have same issues in their relationship…I mean at the end of the day are u marrying the person or their religion. In this modern age, no one is going to tell the other to convert and blah blah..One of my favourite lines "we Indians have even reached outerspace, but stl some of us are stuck at religions"

I know this was prolly an extremely boring and long post…and very frankly somewhere half way thru the post, I lost interest in writing it also. But then since I had started it, I wanted to end it…which is prolly why certain people who know my writing can see the indifference in the tone. Well there are some people who I have purposely skipped in course of this blog…they don't deserve a mention…but there are some people who really matter to me, and for them I dedicate my next post (yes yes I am starting to write tat in the next 5 mins) coz they truly deserve not to be lost in this long post…!!

I, Me, Myself

2008-12-01T22:26:00.004+05:30

Today has relatively been a free day, so I decided to take the opportunity to sit and update my blog. Now why is it a relatively free day, for one I decided to work from home today and that's because Chennai has been so hit by a cyclone that its been raining continuously for the past 2 days, and coz of which the entire area is flooded, its pretty bad that I couldn't even get out of the house to head to the office.

That's how the situation looks outside our house, more like a river. And hence stayed at home and decided to work, and considering the fact that its been raining continuously since morning, I don't see the water levels reducing one bit also tomorrow. It hasn't been a good day in India, esp in Mumbai, with the terror attacks. If I start writing about the attacks, well that would be a post by itself, and would lead into several confrontations with people I know, hence I shall avoid that topic. As I write this, its been 35hrs since the terror attacks have started and it still hasn't ended. My condolences with everyone, who has been affected by this cowardly act. People keep speaking about the spirit of Mumbai, the spirit of Delhi. Its so easy for everyone to just push it as simply as that. Lets just hope GOD gives the strength to each family who has suffered a loss in the process. In the past 35 hrs…I think I have spent atleast 28hrs watching the news. So that's what I have been upto.

Anywayz let me get to writing my blog now. Well this one is gonna be pretty straightforward, no mention of anything except me, obviously as the title says.
Well where do I start, I set foot on this world on the 1^st of February 1981…an Aquarian by birth, born in Coorg. Ok literally speaking I didn't set foot in this world on that day, that happened a few years later than the date mentioned. I was a thin child when I was born (people who knw me needn't laugh…that was a fact) Some doctor gave me an injection, which I keep telling my Mom had an adverse effect and I ended up looking how I am now. After a few initial years in India, we moved on to Bahrain where I did my entire schooling, must say that some of my best years so far have been spent in Bahrain. Living in a multi cultural atmosphere, amongst people from various nationalities has made me as someone with a wide outlook to life. Hahah..this sounds so much like I am selling myself at an interview. Anywayz what the hell. I am telling you people this post is gonna be a boring one, so you can cut here and do something worthwhile with your time rather than sitting and reading this. Anywayz my entire schooling and most part of my life has been in Bahrain. Here is where I have made some of my closest friends. I sure am not getting into naming someone, as I will end up missing someone and that wud turn to a bigger disaster. Growing up years in Bahrain were a lot fun. Playing gully cricket, badminton, eating burgers at Hardees and Dairy Queen etc., School and most part of it was most fun. I wud seriously so wanna sit and write loads abt Bahrain and life there, but I guess that will hv to cut short here. Maybe when some day, if I decide to write to book, I shall make all this out.

The above 2 paras were written by me like 2 days, unfortunately cudnt complete it, coz lots came up. Ya I suddenly ran off to Blore for a weekend trip. We were so jobless and fed up of being stuck in a place with floods all around, that we suddenly decided to drive down to Blore for the weekend. We had like loads of fun. Went to this awesome amusement park called Wonderla. Trip to Bangalore was a welcome change, met up with quite a few friends. Drove back last nite. We discovered an awesome dhaba (prolly the only one on the Chennai-Blore highway)…this place is cheap, open 24 hrs and is fab. We were so impressed with Reddy's Punjabi Dhaba, that we plan to drive down on some Saturday night just to have dinner there and yes this place is about 150kms from Chennai, so now one can imagine, how jobless we can be in life.

Anywayz getting back to my post. I am not gonna sit and explain my entire educational background and all here. So in short after my entire schooling in Bahrain, moved over to Chennai for my graduation at Loyola, after which I worked in Andersen for a while. One helluva an experience. Decided enough of Chennai. Was supposed to head to Australia for my MBA…decided against it in the last moment. Now whether it was a mistake or not, I would never know. But then one makes a decision based on circumstances at that moment, makes no sense to go back and revisit and think about it. Anywayz did my MBA at Bangalore and ever since then working in Chennai. High time that I move out, and I hope to and I will. Need to get back to consulting desperately. Anywayz that's it on my boring life.

What do I write now. Lets see what I can write about myself. Born to Mallu parents, but never lived in Mallu land, which is probably why I don't have traits that a normal Mallu wud have. I have been told I don't look or sound like one. I have also been told that I look like an alien, now who to believe and who not to, is something that I keep pondering about. My parents have been the most wonderful and important people in my life and my strength. Oh btw I do not have any siblings. So first q people ask is like – so you have been pampered a lot? Well I really don't think so. What I am today, is prolly how I have been brought up. My folks have been liberal to a huge extent. This post really does not have much for anyone to comment on. Its jus that I wanted to write a few things, so the need for the post.

Am a true Aquarian by nature. Optimistic, honest, loyal, very inquisitive, rebellious to a lot of things. Totally open to argument, coz I love listening to others views. As I am writing this, I have just received a mail from someone that talks about zodiac traits…oh f…so true. Here I am quoting a line "They are extremely logical and objective and, in real terms, the concept of winning or losing means little to them, but they do find great pleasure in active debate." Totally not interested in mundane daily activities, and hence really don't care about what someone thinks of me (there are obviously exceptions to the word someone here) People take this as arrogance, but its not. I as a person am very sociable, and its so known that Aquarians have more friends in the opposite sex than their own (which is why my folks at times ask me, if I have any male friends) J I think instead of me writing about my traits, one should jus read this. Coz I kinda prolly agree to most of what is written there about the sign…and abt what I really am. Click here to read abt Aquarius and other signs too.

There are just very few people that I care for in this world. Let me not sit and name anyone. Actually let me just end this post here, go home and sleep. Way way too tired after this Blore trip and lack of sleep. Emotionally also totally drained out…been having some sort of silent confrontation with someone real special to me…I cant even call it a fight or an argument…I dunno what it is…but I know its not nice…and I jus hope whatever it is, gets fine soon..coz its not easy. Desperately need it to be fine actually…!! And I am sure it will be… Many of you who had the patience to reach till here, would wonder why the post. Well like I said earlier, I just wanted to write some stuff. And so..

I would start on my next post soon…and that I presume would be on relationships…now I dunno whether that would open a pandora's box or not…patha nahi…lekin zaroor likhoonga…soon to soon. Till then keep visiting and keep reading THE RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM MY SOUL J

A Special Feeling

2008-11-21T01:52:00.004+05:30

My last post had a few comments, asking me to write a post exclusively with regard to my new found best friend...well I could'nt think of writing a whole post, so I thought I would put in this poem. Nope its not mine, its something I had come across, exactly 10 years ago...and now I remembered it, did some research and ended up finding it. So this is dedicated to you..

I have a special feeling
That I scarcely comprehend.
In my deepest thoughts I sense
You're more than just a friend.

I would'nt want to rush us now
As friendship we explore;
But there's a growing warmth inside
That I just can't ignore.

I enjoy our times together-
We're so comfortable and free.
I think of you when I'm alone-
I think of you and me.

I feel that we have much to share,
Warm secrets to uncover.
There is a whole lot more to life
That we both can discover.

I dont know where we're heading
Or just were this road will end
But you're truly someone special
Who is more than just a friend.

Shiny Disco Balls...

2008-11-18T20:43:00.006+05:30

Heylo ladies and gentlemen,

How are you all doing? I am doing and doing alrite :) Moved into another team and doing presales now, and that just keeps me busy, and nope I dont wish to talk on it -so no questions entertained in that regard. Yes I had promised in my last post that I would be here often, but honestly there has just been no time at all. I have got many mails/messages asking where my post went or as to whether I am alive or not...!! So yes here I am giving my attendance and putting up my next post...this might end up more as a diary entry rather than a post, no clue as to what to write, anywayz here goes -

Today has been one jobless day, only responding to emails...ok yes did a little bit of work, but then everything was stuck, coz none of the inputs that were to come in...came...and since I dont believe in reinventing the wheel..there's no output at the end of the day. Okay some rubbish I am talking here. Was listening to Shiny Disco Balls and suddenly got the josh to start writing this post...and hence the inspiration...Shiny Disco Balls..!!

Okay so what have I been upto since my last post. Well nothing really much. Okay lets take this point by point.

1) Klueless 4 - Back to the sadistic game, which I started trying out last year. This is the online game/treasure hunt or whatever you wish to call it, which is hosted by IIM Indore as part of their annual management fest. This is one helluva game, although last years edition was so much better, this one is also worth a shot. Its fun..engrossing and totally addictive. Seriously suggest you people to try it out...there are various sites that offer you clues. If you still need some, do drop me a mail or catch me on Gtalk for help. Finally myself and Jojan completed it. Total of 4 days effort, although we spread this over like some 2 weeks, just because there were days where there was absolutely no interest to start it. For all those who have the time, patience and lots more..shud really attempt this. Click here to take you to Klueless 4.

2) Movies - Yes yes I havent been reviewing any of late. What to do..no monetary motivation!! Seen quite a bit actually...obviously when you end up watching 1-2 every weekend, that would easily account for about 10 a month. Went and saw
1) Golmaal Returns (absolute rubbish I wud say, but fun esp if you go in a group)
2) Fashion (kinda liked the movie, ya it was stretched a bit..but then its definitely worth a watch..Priyanka Chopra has done well...so has Kangana who as usual plays a similar role like all her other movies-the female for whom you are supposed to shower all your sympathies on, but whatever said and done..well scripted role. Mugdha Godse is HOT..!! )
3) Drona (dont even ask...)
4) Kidnap (this was so bad, that Drona can win an Oscar over Kidnap...but I loved watching Kidnap...yup certain things cant be explained here) :)
5) Quantum of Solace (this shudnt have even been a Bond movie. More like the Bourne series, which btw is so much better. I jus love Jason Bourne)
6) Dostana (This was an enjoyable watch, not saying that it can be titled like the best movie to have released this century, but it was good...really good. Abhishek and John have played some wonderful roles and Piggy Chops...f...she is HOT!!
7) Body of Lies (catch in on DVD or something. Yes I agree with u...the Jordanian cop was good..!!)
Ok thats all i remember now...

3) Safar-ke-saathi - This has been the most asked topic to me in recent times. Safar ke saathi still continues to be safar ke saathi itself :( No movement on that front. Ohhh yes, we have become like the best of friends...ya I am sure thats not what most of the people who are reading this would want to hear, but thats the fact, and now I cant change that, can i..!! Unfortunately reality is reality..!! Oh yes I did end up meeting safar ke saathi one more time. And looking fwd to the next one...which I realise is really soon :)

4) Ok my last post mentioned something abt a Pichle Saath Dinom Mein...well yes I went on a GM diet, not once, but twice. Both were pretty much effective...it is a frustrating diet, but then if you really give it a good shot...it would really work wonders. Well I did it thrice and totally have lost like 12kgs...so its worked in my favour...no doubt. But the diet can get really depressing at times. I remember there was this one day during my 3rd installment...I think it was day 5..the tomato day, I had kept brown bread to eat at night, and a freaking rat in our kitchen ate it..blady rat got all my curses on that day. Ok as usual some rubbish I am writing, high time I end the blog. Obviously I took the vegetarian variant, no difference actually...vegetarians jus leave out the beed. Btw those who do wanna do a diet and lose weight, give it a shot. You will find details here.

5) Miscellaneous - What else is happening...hmmm cant really think what to write now. Barack Obama has won. And I got my hair done like Obama. Ok that wasnt planned. Just that the salon guy cut it way too short. But then I kinda like it. Yes I know I am totally boring you people. So that its for the day ladies and gentlemen..goodnite and see you all. Will have something to write soon...totally waiting for the weekend. Yes who doesnt wait for it...but ya...shhhhh :) Yes yes as usual I promise to update this soon...so till the next time. Adios.

Okay I was just about to post this, when a favourite song of mine started playing. There is this set of lyrics that I absolutely adore. Its Love is All Around by Wet Wet Wet.

I see your face before me
As I lay on my bed I kinda get to thinking
Of all the things you said, oh yes I did
You gave your promise to me and I
Gave mine to you
I need someone beside me
In everything I do.

Oktoberfest

2008-10-08T13:13:00.005+05:30

First things first, the blog will have nothing to do with Oktoberfest (i even hate the taste of beer), just that I couldnt come up with a better title. Well I did promise that I wud update the blog more often, but then the past few weeks have been so damn busy with something, that I unfortunately cant write here for now.

Well this post wont have anything much specific...jus some random thoughts..yes yes its all to do with the title of the blog. So what have I been upto the past few days...went and saw Kidnap and Drona...both suck big time. Atleast watching Kidnap I had a good time... :) I so wish to sit and write a review for both these movies, but there's absolutely no time for it. So in short, if you have nothing better to do, go watch them. Although I wud say that Drona prolly gets a more points from me than Kidnap. People who join Harry Potter sort of fantasy stuff would enjoy Drona to a certain extent. Kidnap well...termed to be a thriller was nothing more but another episode of the Great Indian Laughter Challenge which for a fact never seems to amuse me even a bit. Imran Khan kidnaps Minissha and then he tells her "meinne tumhe kidnap kiya"..ohhh f thats like the most hillarious dialogues in the movie. And it seems more like some Vacation in Bali rather than a Kidnap. I shouldnt even waste ur precious time, writing about this nonsense.

This past few days have been a roller coaster in so many ways, especially the past weekend...was just so मस्त . Nope I dont think I wanna explain anything right now. I think I shall cut short this post here for now, coz (1) someone I knw, wants me to go buy 3 roses for someone else. and (2) actually theres nothing to write...actually theres lots, but then dunno when I should write it...Oh f...wat a state of confusion...Wat it teez..!!? :) Yes I know this past line atleast made one person smile...

Oh btw...thank u all for reading the previous post and putting comments up. And for those who wanted to know the pending story...well the story is still in pending stage only...so what do i say :)

Next post shud be up on Monday and thats gonna be called "Pichle Saath Dinom Mein". Ohh btw am on a GM diet this week (which prolly explains the title of the next topic), so kinda very tired to even think and no strength to type. haha. Yup I do know that this post doesnt sound like one of my regular posts, but kindly do excuse. Minds blank. Dont want it to remain that way. Like Shakespeare says " Theres loads to do before I sleep"

Back from hibernation...

2008-09-23T23:27:00.005+05:30

I jus realised that its been a while, since I have actually put up a post and am feeling extremely sleepy today, so decided that I would sit and write a post today. Hopefully I am able to write something interesting, so as to atleast keep myself awake, if not anything else.

So lets see what all I have been upto for the past couple of weeks, ever since my last post on Chrome. Oh btw...Chrome is pretty neat actually. It loads things much faster...the only hitch is that facebook doesnt load properly on chrome..but hey who said that the world was perfect...!! What all have I done in the recent past...hmmm...lets see...I went and saw Journey to the Centre of the Earth...pretty much a bore, the only saving grace was that being in 3D and hence some fun watching. Not seen any other movie that would deserve a review from my end, hence no posts on that front. Oh ya I had been to Ahmedabad in between for my cuzn's engagement (Congrats Roshan and Nishi - u guys make a great couple). Was a refreshing change to be away from Chennai for a while...sad part was that the "while" only lasted about 4 days. Went to Ahmedabad via Mumbai. Met up with an office colleague at Mumbai, we hung out at some CCD at Andheri. The CCD's and Barista's are now becoming like kiddie joints. All these school kids...with way too much money to waste, with 1-2 iphone's EACH (wat the f...why do u need 2 iphones...I dont seem to get)..there was this girl there...who was dressed up in full pink...i mean her salwar, kurta, headgear, wallet, shoes and even her nail polish were all in pink...If she goes to Jaipur, I am sure people wont spot her on the streets :) What freaking fashion sense is this...

Anywayz the journey from Mumbai to Ahmedabad was fab...met this wonderful person on the way. Atleast we were not jus that safar ke saathi...am glad that even after 10 days we are in touch...and that such a short span of time has bought 2 totally diverse characters so close to each other...i guess its to do with our Mallu Connection...!! :) I will intro her someother time in the blog...but for starters...hmm well when me and my cousin landed up at Borivili station to catch our Gujarat bound train. In midst of all the noise and the hawkers in the station...there she was [This part of the blog has been sponsored by the makers of RACE - Pehli Nazar ne Kaisa Jaadu kar diya...Tera Ban Baitha hain Mera Jiya...Jane Kya Hoga, Kya Hoga Kya Pata...Is Pal Ko mil ke aa Jee Le Zara] [Click here to watch the song, if you havent heard of it] so like I was saying there she was...the only "hariyali" in the station :) (does that sound gross..!! naah i dont think so...anywayz I think I have her permission on this). But being the only hariyali in the station...junta on the entire platform itself was watching her..but me and my cuzn MORE than watching her, were watching the others who were watching her...and ohhh boy it was way to funny..!! Whenever I have travelled in trains, I always end up sharing the coupe with old men or kids who like run all over the place..screaming and crying...and I didnt expect anything different this time around...esp knowing it was an Ahmedabad bound train. Anywayz cutting short the details, and as luck played its part she happened to share the very next berth in our coach. After about 45 mins into the journey, our madam here..very sweetly asks "What time does the train reach Ahmedabad"...and the rest they say, is history :D

Time at Ahmedabad fly by pretty quickly...all the pre-engagement formalities...the engagement function etc., Loved the engagement dinner...wow the sweets were awesome. Ahmedabad is freaking hot...I mean I kept complaining Chennai was hot...but compared to Ahmd, Chennai seems so better. As a city, I think Ahmedabad rox slightly...the malls...the multiplexes...Gujju's are 1 vibrant bunch...everything is fine...except the fact that its a dry city and u dont get nonveg at will. I mean for a staunch Catholic like me, life without nonveg is difficult..!! :P Anywayz like all journeys have to come to an end...short vacation over...!! :( back to chennai and back to work. And ya then I got food poisoned. Freak I slept in the loo for like a whole day...!!

Thats it for now...I have a meeting now that wud prolly decide my fate in the company...so I shall go and prepare for that. I promise to update the blog more often now.

Chrome is here

2008-09-03T00:32:00.003+05:30

This is gonna be a small quick post...

Sat up...till 1am just to download a software...hahah...I dont even rem sitting up for exams like this. Anywayz with all the hoopla around Google Chrome, I thought lemme sit up till 11am PDT to download Chrome...and voila I guess I am one of the first few in India to download it...thank u...thank u...

This isnt a review of Chrome, as I havent as yet got time to go thru all its functionalities...looks similar to Opera in a way...atleast thats an initial reaction of mine. But it looks good, feels much lighter...does not have too many buttons/navigation toolbar like IE...most importantly it didnt take ages to load like IE or MF...

Initially yes, it will some hazaar bugs...but then atleast its a good step in the right direction to reduce monopoly created by some.

Anywayz for those who wish to download it...Click HERE.

Goodnite...and sweetdreams...and I will get back to playing with Chrome for sometime.

Rock On!! - Review

2008-09-01T00:29:00.007+05:30

To all who dropped me emails and comments saying that they enjoyed reading my first review...thank u so much. And also sorry to all those who dropped me stinker sms's asking me when the Rock On review would be up...well although I saw the movie yesterday afternoon, I guess I was just too bored to sit up and write a review...Anywayz here I am writing this one, dont think it would be as detailed as the previous one...firstly having a very bad headache...and secondly its way too late on sunday night...and monday morning blues are already striking me.

Before I start the review, let me confess, I am not a rock fan. So I had quite a bit of apprehension while heading out for the movie, but then went along, coz went with quite a group, so even if the movie went bad..we would have a good time making fun of it. But 10 minutes into the movie, all my apprehensions left me.

Anywayz getting to the review..The story is about 4 friends (i presume from college) with varied backgrounds, but who come together for a common interest, ie music. The quartet form the band Magik. Aditya (Farhan Akhtar), KD (Purab Kohli), Joe (Arjun Rampal) and Rob (Luke Kenny). The band reaches its pinnacle of success, by winning a competition and they get signed on by a major channel. But fate had its way and due to ego hassles, the band sees a premature closure. Ten years pass and each have gone their own ways and hardly kept in touch. Adi is now an investment banker, married to Sakshi (Prachi Desai) and lives in house which looks wow..!! (how I wish I had a house, half of that). KD works in his fathers jewellery shop. Rob does music sessions with Anu Malik (I presume they are doing jingles for advts), but Joe seems to be stuck where he was. He runs a guitar shop, takes guitar classes for the neighbourhood kids, sits with his guitar all the time like a failed musician, and his wife Debbie (Sahana Goswami) keeps yelling all over the place. Now fate (in the form of Sakshi), conspires them to come together for the one last time, to achieve the success that Magik had left behind.

The major premise of the story is pretty much predictable. You would know whats gonna happen next. But then, its this simplicity of the movie, that manages to hold you to your seat. Most reviews would say its a fault in the story and the screenplay, but ya for laymen like me...its just simplicity in the story. Performances wise...hardly anyone in the movie act. They all seem to be living their parts. Farhan Akhtar whose proved himself as a director, now proves himself as an actor. As a singer, well I guess he could probably just sing for himself, but cant make a career of it. Arjun Rampal would probably would have just done the best role of his career, and with that long hair of his, he totally looks like a rockstar. Purab and Luke are fine too. Prachi Desai in her debut vehicle, hardly has much of role...rather than to smile around. But with that cute lil face, who would wanna complain..although her character oozes with confidence. Shahana Goswani is a revelation. She plays one of the most difficult roles in the film, and she does a fab job of it...!! I wasnt that impressed with Shankar Ehsaan Loy's music when it was released on audio (rem I said I aint a rock fan)...but then it has been so wonderfully blended with the movie, that actually had me tapping my feet at the theatre.

ROCK ON!! is not just about music. Its about relationships. And relationships can get really complicated and messy as all of us wud agree. ROCK ON!! captures it so beautifully, so sensitively and so effectively on celluloid. (this para...is from some other review, sorry dont remember the review to mention the source. Yes the rest of it is my own words).

ROCK ON!! just goes on to prove that if you have a dream, work towards it...however long it would take. Watch this movie for an instant high and an instant feel good once your done with the movie. This is a coming of age movie (did u ever expect Javed Akhtar writing rock lyrics), and shows that Bollywood at the end of the day, is not just abt running around trees. Now that am done with the movie, I would still say that am not a rock fan...but seriously a fan of ROCK ON..!!

Mumbai Meri Jaan - Movie Review

2008-08-24T15:40:00.009+05:30

मुंबई मेरी जान

On July 11, 2006, Mumbai's lifeline – the local trains, were struck by a series of bomb blasts, that ripped apart not just the trains, but the minds and hearts of every Mumbaiker. Mumbai Meri Jaan (MMJ) follows the lives of people from all strata of society as they each tackle the aftermath of this incident and which brings out the best and worst out of each person.

Nishikant Kamat's first Hindi film is one of those films that do not deviate from the issue on hand. Although I sat and saw his first movie, i.e. Dombivli Fast (Marathi) and remade as Evano Oruvan (Tamil)...(I didn’t understand each one fully)...but then Kamat was always a director to watch out for, and he truly doesn’t disappoint. When I first saw the promo of this film, along with Singh is Kinng, I totally knew this would be one movie that would be a treat to watch. Click here to watch the promo.

Synopsys - As mentioned earlier, MMJ talks about the after effects of the blasts and, MMJ thru 5 individually woven stories, brings out the deepest and darkest emotions out of people. Although the movie recreates the incident, one of the best parts is that, MMJ doesn’t go about preaching about terrorism and who a terrorist is, why does one become a terrorist etc., Such details which we have seen over and over again on celluloid have been carefully avoided. The movie discovers the brunt of this incident thru the lives of 6 main characters.

1) Nikhil (Madhavan) plays a role similar to what each one of us is. A corporate executive who pays his taxes, goes home to his wife but unlike many doesn’t feel like running off to foreign shores, until the blasts make him look at life a little differently.
2) Rupali (Soha Ali Khan) a top journalist with a news channel. Kamat should be lauded for wonderfully scripting this segment, that goes to show what the media does today..exploit every situation just to gain TRP's.
3) Suresh (Kay Kay Menon) who is an extremist by his own means and who tends to have a suspicious outlook towards the minority community, and who believes that everyone from this community is a terrorist .
4) Thomas (Irfan Khan) who plays a slum-dweller from Tamil Nadu and whose job by day is to watch the lifestyles of the rich; and becomes a tea seller by night.
5) Thukram Patil (Paresh Rawal) is a senior constable with the Mumbai police who is a week away from retirement and his junior, Sunil Kadam (Vijay Maurya) who is just not able to stand the injustice and the corruption that is deep rooted within the police system.

How each one's attitude changes during the course of the movie, is what MMJ is all about. Of the entire cast, Irfan's piece is one of the best. Although in the entire movie, he probably just speaks one line of proper Hindi, his performance thoroughly brings out the anguish and the sorrow of the common man, who is suffering to make both ends meet. The films strongest track according to me, would probably be that of the 2 constables. Their dialogues and scenes probably give the film its most striking moments. Each actor is a revelation in this movie, especially Soha Ali Khan. She is one person who I thought couldn’t act for nuts (maybe I am being judgemental, haven’t seen too many of her movies either). Kay Kay Menon is FAB in his role as an unemployed youth who looks down on another community in every possible way, he makes his part appear so real. Madhavan (who seems to have gained weight) thru his facial expressions shows the fear that each one of us have been thru at some point. Vijay Maurya (had to do some Google search to find his name) is an actor to watch out for..great sense of timing.

As a viewer, it wouldn't be right..If I don’t mention certain scenes in the movies that I thought were really touching and left some goosebumps.

Paresh Rawal telling his subordinate - "police force mein rone ka nahi. jab rona aata hai, toilet jaane ka, aur pishaab karne ka hai" This line acts as a metaphor to the pissed-off attitude of an average-troubled citizen, about which he chooses to do nothing. (this last line is not mine, I think Indiatimes is the source).
Another dialogue where he says "Mumbai mein sirf picture dekhne ka, acting nahi karne ka". It is this attitude of a regular Indian that the picture wishes to show.
And there’s this one scene where Rupali's boss and her colleague walk on her reflection on the floor, which kinda goes ahead to prove that, each person leaves an imprint in our lives, be it a negative or a positive one. There are many more much scenes, but then writing any more would be as good as replicating the script here, and that would fail me as a reviewer.

MMJ is not path breaking cinema, but it’s a movie for people who appreciate a good script. Watch it for its spirit and performances. This is not your regular off the mill masala movie with songs and a romantic track, but the problem with such movies is that, the audiences are limited to just multiplexes. The best part of the movie is that it doesn’t try to be judgemental. It jus talks about two sides of a coin, each one can’t be separated from the other.

As I end my first review, I am forced to revisit my first line, where I wrote the blasts ripped thru the hearts and minds of Mumbaikers...each character in the movie tackles their issues in different ways. And at the end of it all, each one moves on in life। The movie is a tribute to the never dying spirit of the wonderful city...and hence the name - Mumbai Meri Jaan.

Do check out the movie's website...very well done. CLICK HERE TO TAKE U THERE.

Confusion...confusion...

2008-08-24T13:14:00.003+05:30

I had actually wanted the 2nd topic of the blog to talk about myself, my life and my relationships (yup I intend to open the pandora’s box)..but then I ended up watching 2 movies over this weekend...Mumbai Meri Jaan and Maan Gaye Mughal E Azam. Mumbai Meri Jaan moved me so much, that I decided that I would write its review. Movie reviewing has always been like a passion to me, and many have told me to look at it professionally (hahah...joke right)...anywayz getting back to the point...the review would be up in a few hours...the second movie Mughal E Azam..its not even worth a review...total trash...!! Anywayz now that my confusion is cleared...here I embark in writing my first review...!!

As usual a disclaimer - I am not a professional reviewer (atleast as of now)...What I would write would probably be my first review, and definitely not the last. Do put in your comments on where I went wrong. Yes I do tend to write long, so thats not something I can avoid. I also hope not to give out much about the movie. And please do tell me, if I have bored you. Not that I can do much abt it...but ya...can always try :)

Am finally here...phew..!!

2008-08-23T16:22:00.005+05:30

As the title aptly here...AM FINALLY HERE...!! Although I joined up on Blogspot sometime in Dec 07...It took me like 9 months to actually sit and create a blog and type my thoughts here. In the whole while, 2 people kept telling me that I should start off, and that my nonsenical (ya that would wud be added soon to Webster) writing skills are like fab..so i should waste no time with regard to blog...so here I am..!! (Oh ya thank u Gattu and Adita)

Like the title suggests, this blog wont contain some high end theoretical thesis leading to my PHd or some major research into industry sectors. It jus going to be some light reading..aka random thoughts from within...on life...ok ok i wont get philosophical either. Ohh ya how can i forget...I am also gonna review movies, always been one of my biggest passions. Anywayz thats about it for now, am feeling sleepy. So adios and watch this space...I guess next I would write about a 100kg ka bhoj that this earth has been holding on to..for so long.

Oh wait wait...before I go...a lil disclaimer...whatever you find here, is just some thoughts of mine. Unfortunately I am not paid to write all this. And any resemblances that you may find here, are purely intentional..!! :) but ya no offence meant to anyone.