Yesterday India again lost to South Africa by a huge margin. Well nothing new!!!
The saddest part of the whole series is the inability of Indian batsmen to bat or in cricketing terms, inability to apply themselves. There is no will to win. It looks like they have already decided that they'll lose the match or series... So why try!!! The same bunch of people we all raring to go and full of confidence and energy after the Pakistan tour. The downfall started from the West Indies tour. Then the DLF cup and Champions Trophy.
With the world cup barely 3 months ahead, I see absolutely no hope for Indian cricket. It pains me to say that but its true. Only a miracle can get them to a respectable place in the World Cup. We can just pray for a turn around like in the previous World cup.
Nov 30, 2006
Nov 28, 2006
The Cow Essay
I first got this cow essay forward when I was in college. Aparna had taken a printout of it and the seven of us used to sit in the parking lot and laugh over it. A couple of days ago, I got the same forward again. Posting it...enjoy!!
Note:There are no typos in this essay. Everything is legal and as it was written in the exam.If you develop cramps reading this or find your English gone haywire after reading this, please dont blame me :-)
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CALCUTTA's Telegraph has got hold of an answer paper of a candidate at the recent UPSC examinations. The candidate has written an essay on the Indian cow:
"The cow is a successful animal. Also he is quadrupud, and because he is female, he give milk,but will do so when he is got child.He is same like God,sacred to Hindus and useful to man.But he has got four legs together. Two are forward and two are afterwards.
"His whole body can be utilised for use. More so the milk. What can it do? Various ghee, butter,cream, curd, why and the condensed milk and so forth. Also he is useful to cobbler, watermans and mankind generally.
"His motion is slow only because he is of asitudinious species. Also his other motion is much useful to trees, plants as well as making flat cakes in hand and drying in the sun. Cow is the only animal that extricates his feeding after eating. Then afterwards she chew with his teeth whom are situated in the inside of the mouth. He is incessantly in the meadows in the grass.
"His only attacking and defending organ is the horn, specially so when he is got child. This is done by knowing his head whereby he causes the weapons to be paralleled to the ground of the earth and instantly proceed with great velocity forwards.
"He has got tails also, but not like similar animals. It has hairs on the other end of the other side. This is done to frighten away the flies which alight on his cohoa body whereupon he gives hit with it.
The palms of his feet are soft unto the touch. So the grasses head is not crushed. At night time have poses by looking down on the ground and he shouts his eyes like his relatives, the horse does not do so.
"This is the cow."
P.S.: We are informed that the candidate passed the exam.
Note:There are no typos in this essay. Everything is legal and as it was written in the exam.If you develop cramps reading this or find your English gone haywire after reading this, please dont blame me :-)
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CALCUTTA's Telegraph has got hold of an answer paper of a candidate at the recent UPSC examinations. The candidate has written an essay on the Indian cow:
"The cow is a successful animal. Also he is quadrupud, and because he is female, he give milk,but will do so when he is got child.He is same like God,sacred to Hindus and useful to man.But he has got four legs together. Two are forward and two are afterwards.
"His whole body can be utilised for use. More so the milk. What can it do? Various ghee, butter,cream, curd, why and the condensed milk and so forth. Also he is useful to cobbler, watermans and mankind generally.
"His motion is slow only because he is of asitudinious species. Also his other motion is much useful to trees, plants as well as making flat cakes in hand and drying in the sun. Cow is the only animal that extricates his feeding after eating. Then afterwards she chew with his teeth whom are situated in the inside of the mouth. He is incessantly in the meadows in the grass.
"His only attacking and defending organ is the horn, specially so when he is got child. This is done by knowing his head whereby he causes the weapons to be paralleled to the ground of the earth and instantly proceed with great velocity forwards.
"He has got tails also, but not like similar animals. It has hairs on the other end of the other side. This is done to frighten away the flies which alight on his cohoa body whereupon he gives hit with it.
The palms of his feet are soft unto the touch. So the grasses head is not crushed. At night time have poses by looking down on the ground and he shouts his eyes like his relatives, the horse does not do so.
"This is the cow."
P.S.: We are informed that the candidate passed the exam.
Nov 27, 2006
Advance Course
Just back from an Advance Course (Art of Living Part-2 course). If I have to describe it in one word - ZHAKAS!! And for once I could do most of the processes and meditations completely, 'Giving 100%' as Swami Vishnupada said. One of Gurudev's hard hitting talk on seva was played. Man HE was so subtle and yet so firm.
And the silence this time was really amazing and complete. All this thanks to my roomies. All of them maintained such good silence that there was no chance of being disturbed. Oh...my roomies..a bunch of really cute people...Priya, Seema and Pavitra. Well, I've made 3 more friends for my life.
And the most exciting part - Gurudev met us twice and He gave His typical all-knowing smile twice to me. He had invited some naxalites from Nagaland. When they came on stage He was all praise for them for they were caring for Nagaland so much. He gave them fruits and all His love. The transformation was immediate. When they came in they had rigidity and hatred written all over their face and when they left the stage, they were totally soft and smiling. One of them then recorded the whole Q&A session too!!!! Thats how our Master works!!
After four days of satvic food, my stomach refuses to digest the crap I eat. Hopefully it'll get back to digesting crap in a couple of days.
And the silence this time was really amazing and complete. All this thanks to my roomies. All of them maintained such good silence that there was no chance of being disturbed. Oh...my roomies..a bunch of really cute people...Priya, Seema and Pavitra. Well, I've made 3 more friends for my life.
And the most exciting part - Gurudev met us twice and He gave His typical all-knowing smile twice to me. He had invited some naxalites from Nagaland. When they came on stage He was all praise for them for they were caring for Nagaland so much. He gave them fruits and all His love. The transformation was immediate. When they came in they had rigidity and hatred written all over their face and when they left the stage, they were totally soft and smiling. One of them then recorded the whole Q&A session too!!!! Thats how our Master works!!
After four days of satvic food, my stomach refuses to digest the crap I eat. Hopefully it'll get back to digesting crap in a couple of days.
Nov 22, 2006
Buttering the toast
Today morning when I was buttering the toast remembered a very funny incident from my hostel days.
In the mess everyday we would get toast and butter (rationed - only 1 spoonful) for breakfast. There were other items like idli, dosa, pongal etc, but after tasting them, I decided to stick to bread and butter for the rest of my hostel stay. Over a period of time, I mastered the act of dividing the given butter equally among my 3 toasts. I would first methodically and neatly apply the butter to the toasts and then eat them with the newspaper in my other hand.
Anyway, one day while was going through this routine, a girl sitting in front of me was observing intently. When I pickedup the newspaper, she interrupted me and asked, 'Have you studied in a boarding school?'. I gave her a puzzled no. She went back to her coffee. Now it was my turn to interrupt her. I enquired, ' Why do you ask so?'. She smiled back and explained, 'I saw you buttering your toast so neatly, so thought you might be from a boarding school'. When I still had a puzzled look she explained, ' You know, in boarding schools they teach you all this'. I was still baffled. She went on,' One of my friends was telling me. She is from a boarding school'. ' I'm late. Bye', she said and left.
I finished my toast and went straight to Mallika (she had studied in a boarding school) and told her this incident and asked her if they actually taught buttering the toast in boarding schools. She too was amazed by what I said. She said that in her school, breakfast with toasts buttered would be kept ready on the dining table. I tried to catch the girl again, but didn't find her around and after a few days I forgot about the incident. Until of course today morning.
In the mess everyday we would get toast and butter (rationed - only 1 spoonful) for breakfast. There were other items like idli, dosa, pongal etc, but after tasting them, I decided to stick to bread and butter for the rest of my hostel stay. Over a period of time, I mastered the act of dividing the given butter equally among my 3 toasts. I would first methodically and neatly apply the butter to the toasts and then eat them with the newspaper in my other hand.
Anyway, one day while was going through this routine, a girl sitting in front of me was observing intently. When I pickedup the newspaper, she interrupted me and asked, 'Have you studied in a boarding school?'. I gave her a puzzled no. She went back to her coffee. Now it was my turn to interrupt her. I enquired, ' Why do you ask so?'. She smiled back and explained, 'I saw you buttering your toast so neatly, so thought you might be from a boarding school'. When I still had a puzzled look she explained, ' You know, in boarding schools they teach you all this'. I was still baffled. She went on,' One of my friends was telling me. She is from a boarding school'. ' I'm late. Bye', she said and left.
I finished my toast and went straight to Mallika (she had studied in a boarding school) and told her this incident and asked her if they actually taught buttering the toast in boarding schools. She too was amazed by what I said. She said that in her school, breakfast with toasts buttered would be kept ready on the dining table. I tried to catch the girl again, but didn't find her around and after a few days I forgot about the incident. Until of course today morning.
Nov 20, 2006
Guru - Music Review
I just downloaded the music of Guru. This was one music album which I was early waiting. The combination of AR Rahman, Mani Rathnam and Gulzar - must be great!! But the album, atleast on the first hearing, sounds just ok.
The best song is Ay Hairathe - both lyrics and beats. Close to it comes Tere Bina, which has similar beats but is still different. Both are pretty unique. The next best is Jaage Hain which has great orchestra. Mayya Mayya is pretty ok...might grow on you. It has a sort of international feel to the music. Barso re is also pretty ok...again another song that you might start liking after repeated hearings. Baazi Laga doesn't sound like a Rahaman song. Its a song that any other composer could have done. Sort of a let down. Another big let down is Ek Lo Ek Muft. This the one which Bappi da has sung. It sounds like a Tamil song translated to Hindi. Pretty sad.
Overall - pretty decent. Like many of Rahman's albums, this too might sound better after repeated hearings
The best song is Ay Hairathe - both lyrics and beats. Close to it comes Tere Bina, which has similar beats but is still different. Both are pretty unique. The next best is Jaage Hain which has great orchestra. Mayya Mayya is pretty ok...might grow on you. It has a sort of international feel to the music. Barso re is also pretty ok...again another song that you might start liking after repeated hearings. Baazi Laga doesn't sound like a Rahaman song. Its a song that any other composer could have done. Sort of a let down. Another big let down is Ek Lo Ek Muft. This the one which Bappi da has sung. It sounds like a Tamil song translated to Hindi. Pretty sad.
Overall - pretty decent. Like many of Rahman's albums, this too might sound better after repeated hearings
Me
When I joined the new company, I was asked to write something about myself, which wold be published in their monthly magazine. After some thought, I decided to write a poem on myself. The final result was pretty ok.
Born in Aurangabad, raised in Bangalore,
About me, let me tell you a bit more
Father is a scientist mother is a housewife,
Sister and husband complete my life.
Ramaiah gave me a bachelors, MAHE a masters
Inbetween them got a Master and life partner.
Helping, friendly, lovable but moody,
Reading is my favourite hobby.
Love movies, music, cricket and cartoons
Always will be humming some tune.
Chauvinists, egoists beware...
Cross me and I shall not spare.
Now that you had a small peek
To know me more, please come and speak.
I think I should put a full stop
Before you think I'm a big show off.
Vivah
On Saturday I watched Vivah with my mother and granny. I was sort of looking forward to watching it - mainly because of the mixed reviews I read for the movie, but my expectations weren't high. Out of the previous Barjatiya movies - I loved Maine Pyar Kiya and Hum Aapke Hain Koun, managed to sit thru Hum Saath Saath Hai and walked out of Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon.
The story is simple - rich city boy Prem (Shahid Kapur) meets middle class, simple, town girl Poonam (Amrita Rao)
for marriage. And in the first meeting they say yes!!! Then there are a couple of songs showing their courtship. The second half is more interesting. The bonding and understanding between the couples is shown. The twist in tale comes in the last 40 min.
Honestly, I liked the movie. Mainly because it reminded me of the many wonderful moments in my life. And also there is a honesty in the story telling. Let me just list out the plus and minus points in the movies.
First minus points:
- Some songs could have been removed and the movie could have been shorter- this comment is always there in most Barjatiya movies;-)
- Poonam is too good to be true. She could have been a little bit more modern. It would have then made a very interesting courtship.
- One thing that irritated me was 'jal'. They use the word jal for pani!!
- The 'town' Madhupur is almost a village - no mobiles!!!
- The small black phone is too old for 2006.
Plus
- The moments. Shall write more abt this later.
- Sweet simple love story.
- No extended family - no mamas, doctor chacha, etc.
- The end 40 min when Prem supports Poonam thru her troubles. Pretty well shot and enacted by the actors.
- Liked the sets.
- Small kid - Rahul
The moments were the wonderful part of the movie. I guess I liked it more because I could relate to some of it. The part when the guy's family comes to see the girl. It was almost like how it happened in my life. The girl and the guy stealing glances at each other. Loved that. The song Milan abhi Adha Adhura has many more such cute scenes. A bit old-fashioned but still cute. Then the way Poonam awaits for Prem or his calls. Really cute. And of course the end when Prem says 'I'll do the dressing'.
In the acting department I liked most of them but Amrita Rao is sometimes too obvious. Music is a big let down. I only liked Do Anjane Ajanabe for its relavent to the story. Direction good but the script could have been tighter and the movie shorter by atleast 1/2 hr.
When I was getting out of the theatre I was thinking would Arvindh have married me if I had a similar mishap. The answer came immediately, YES! Was wondering why I ever got this thought.
The story is simple - rich city boy Prem (Shahid Kapur) meets middle class, simple, town girl Poonam (Amrita Rao)
for marriage. And in the first meeting they say yes!!! Then there are a couple of songs showing their courtship. The second half is more interesting. The bonding and understanding between the couples is shown. The twist in tale comes in the last 40 min.Honestly, I liked the movie. Mainly because it reminded me of the many wonderful moments in my life. And also there is a honesty in the story telling. Let me just list out the plus and minus points in the movies.
First minus points:
- Some songs could have been removed and the movie could have been shorter- this comment is always there in most Barjatiya movies;-)
- Poonam is too good to be true. She could have been a little bit more modern. It would have then made a very interesting courtship.
- One thing that irritated me was 'jal'. They use the word jal for pani!!
- The 'town' Madhupur is almost a village - no mobiles!!!
- The small black phone is too old for 2006.
Plus
- The moments. Shall write more abt this later.
- Sweet simple love story.
- No extended family - no mamas, doctor chacha, etc.
- The end 40 min when Prem supports Poonam thru her troubles. Pretty well shot and enacted by the actors.
- Liked the sets.
- Small kid - Rahul
The moments were the wonderful part of the movie. I guess I liked it more because I could relate to some of it. The part when the guy's family comes to see the girl. It was almost like how it happened in my life. The girl and the guy stealing glances at each other. Loved that. The song Milan abhi Adha Adhura has many more such cute scenes. A bit old-fashioned but still cute. Then the way Poonam awaits for Prem or his calls. Really cute. And of course the end when Prem says 'I'll do the dressing'.
In the acting department I liked most of them but Amrita Rao is sometimes too obvious. Music is a big let down. I only liked Do Anjane Ajanabe for its relavent to the story. Direction good but the script could have been tighter and the movie shorter by atleast 1/2 hr.
When I was getting out of the theatre I was thinking would Arvindh have married me if I had a similar mishap. The answer came immediately, YES! Was wondering why I ever got this thought.
Nov 17, 2006
Khosla ka Ghosla - Very Real
I wanted to watch this movie mainly because of its interesting title and promos. But couldn't catch it in the theatres. Last weekend, finally rented it. Arvindh wasn't too keen but finally enjoyed the movie. Yes the movie is very enjoyable. It kind of reminds me of the simple-theme movies, portraying the Indian middle-class, made during the 70's and early 80's. Something like the Hrisikesh Mukherji-Basu Chatterji type movies. Chalo, lets meet the Khoslas...
First there is the father Kamal Kishore Khosla/KK Khosla (Anupam Kher), a retired govt employee who has bought a plot in the outskirts of Delhi and wants to build a big house there - with a floor for each of his sons. Next there is the elder son, Chironjilal Khosla/Cherry (Parvin Dabbas), a workaholic software engineer, who wants to change his name and chases the American dream. The second son, Bunty(Ranvir Shorey) is idle-minded and lives to eat. Then there is mother (Kiran Juneja) who always is the sandwich between the son and father and finally a tom-boyish daughter to complete the Khurana.
The plot that Khosla senior has brought is unfairly encroached by the manipulative
KishenKhurana (Boman Irani). All their efforts - complaining to police and getting goondas to help them, to get the plot back goes for a toss. The visa agent of Cherry, Asif Iqbal(Vinay Pathak) offers to help. He was an old aide of Khurana and knows how to handle him. Cherry and Asif along with Cherry's theatre artist girlfriend, Megha (Tara Sharma) and her theatre troupe lead by Bapu (NavinNischol), fool Khurana and get the plot back. The second half revolves around how they plot and win against Khurana.
What makes KKG charming and lovable is the screenplay and the actors. The script is almost flawless. Kudos to Jaideep Sahani for he has got the problems, emotions and also the helplessness of the middle-class family perfect in the script.
Debutant director Dibakar Banerjee has done well too.
Coming to the actors all of them deserve a mention. Anupam Kher as the father portrays the helplessness and emotions very well. Boman Irani plays the bully encroacher in his own characteristic style. Its nice to see Navin Nischol back. Pravin Dabbas and Tara Sharma too do well. But a special mention has to be Ranvir Shorey. His earthy accent and comic timing is amazing.
All in all a must watch mainly because of its unusual plot and realism.
First there is the father Kamal Kishore Khosla/KK Khosla (Anupam Kher), a retired govt employee who has bought a plot in the outskirts of Delhi and wants to build a big house there - with a floor for each of his sons. Next there is the elder son, Chironjilal Khosla/Cherry (Parvin Dabbas), a workaholic software engineer, who wants to change his name and chases the American dream. The second son, Bunty(Ranvir Shorey) is idle-minded and lives to eat. Then there is mother (Kiran Juneja) who always is the sandwich between the son and father and finally a tom-boyish daughter to complete the Khurana.
The plot that Khosla senior has brought is unfairly encroached by the manipulative
KishenKhurana (Boman Irani). All their efforts - complaining to police and getting goondas to help them, to get the plot back goes for a toss. The visa agent of Cherry, Asif Iqbal(Vinay Pathak) offers to help. He was an old aide of Khurana and knows how to handle him. Cherry and Asif along with Cherry's theatre artist girlfriend, Megha (Tara Sharma) and her theatre troupe lead by Bapu (NavinNischol), fool Khurana and get the plot back. The second half revolves around how they plot and win against Khurana.What makes KKG charming and lovable is the screenplay and the actors. The script is almost flawless. Kudos to Jaideep Sahani for he has got the problems, emotions and also the helplessness of the middle-class family perfect in the script.
Debutant director Dibakar Banerjee has done well too.Coming to the actors all of them deserve a mention. Anupam Kher as the father portrays the helplessness and emotions very well. Boman Irani plays the bully encroacher in his own characteristic style. Its nice to see Navin Nischol back. Pravin Dabbas and Tara Sharma too do well. But a special mention has to be Ranvir Shorey. His earthy accent and comic timing is amazing.
All in all a must watch mainly because of its unusual plot and realism.
Another nostalgic forward...
This is another nostalgic forward I got - 2 in 2 days...have been living in the past for the past 2 days!!! This one is from Ajay. Some guy in his office has written it. Really a wonderful message.
When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai and pitthoo anytime ...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'..
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling ...
When there was just one tv in every five houses and When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle ...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day ...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them...
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while slapping/beating us ...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and billus were our heroes ...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ...
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...
When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work ...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family' ...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis' ...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening ...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home...
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ...
the list can be endless ...on the serious note…...
When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding' ...
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily ...
When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future...
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak...
When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener ...
When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys ...
When journeys also were important and not just the destinations ...
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows ...
I really miss these...do u?
Nice one na...
When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricketWhen we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai and pitthoo anytime ...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'..
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling ...
When there was just one tv in every five houses and When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle ...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day ...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them...
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while slapping/beating us ...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and billus were our heroes ...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ...
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...
When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work ...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'reynolds and family' ...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis' ...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening ...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home...
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ...
the list can be endless ...on the serious note…...
When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding' ...
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily ...
When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future...
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak...
When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener ...
When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys ...
When journeys also were important and not just the destinations ...
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows ...
I really miss these...do u?
Nice one na...
Nov 16, 2006
Nostalgic forward
Sowmya sent me this forward. Really was moved by this. Reminded me of the good ol' college days. This is how it goes...
Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse,
aage ke sapne saja rakhe the naajane kab se...
bade utavle the yahaan se jaane ko,
zindagi ka agla padaav paane ko...
par naa jane kyon, dil mein aaj kuch aur aata hai,
waqt ko rokne ka jee chahta hai...
jin batoin ko lekar rote the hum,
unhi par hansi aati hai ab...
na jaane kyon aaj un palon ki yaad bahut aati hai...
kaha kart tha badi mushkil se chaar saal seh gaya,
par aaj kyon lagta hai ki kuch peeche reh gaya...
kahi ankahi hazaaron batein reh gayi,
na bhoolne wali kuch yaadein reh gay...
meri taang ab kaun kheencha karega,
sirf mera sir khane kaun mera peecha karega...
jahaan 2000 ka hisaab nahin wahaan 2 rupay ke liye kaun ladega,
kaun raat bhar saath jag kar padega...
Kaun meri gaadi mujse pooche bina le jayega,
kaun mere naye naye naam banayega...
mein ab bina matlab kis se ladoonga,
bina topic ke kisse faalto baat karoonga...
kaun fail hone par dilasa dilayega,
kaun galti se number aane par gaaliyaan sunayega...
aise dost kahaan milenge...
jo khai mein bhi dhakka de aayein,
par fir tumhein bachane khud bhi kood jayein...
mere gaano se pareshaan kaun hoga,
kabhi muje kisi ladki se baat karte dekh hairaan kaun hoga...
kaun kahega saale tere joke pe hansi nahin aai,
kaun peeche se bula ke kahega aage dekh bhai...
movies mein kiske saath dekhhonga,
kis ke saath boring lectures jheloonga...
mere certificates ko raddi kehne ki himmat kaun karega,
bina dare sachi rai dene ki himmat kaun karega...
stage par ab kis ke saath jaoonga,
juniors ko faltoo ke lectures kaise sunaonga...
achanak bin matlab ke kisi ko bhi dekh kar paglon ki tarah hansna,
aur fir anjaan rahoin pe saath main fasna...
na jaane ye fir kab hoga,
keh do doston ye dobaara sab hoga...
doston ke liye professor se kab lad payenge,
kya hum ye fir kar payenge...
raat ko 2 baje poha khane kaun jayega,
tez gaadi chalane ki shart kaun lagayega...
kaun muje mere kabiliyat par bharosa dilayega,
aur jyada hawa mein udne par zameen pe layega...
meri khushi mein sach mein khush kaun hoga,
mere gam mein muj se jyada dukhi kaun hoga...
meri ye kavita kaun padega,
kaun ise sach mein samjega...
bahut kuch likhna abhi baaki hai,
kuch saath shayad baaki hai...
bas ek baat se dar lagta hai doston,
hum anjnabi na ban jayein doston...
zindagi ke rangon mein dosti kar rang feeka na pad jaye,
kahin aisa na ho doosre rishton ki bheed mein dosti dum tod jayye...
zindagi mein milne ki fariyaad karte rehna,
agar na mil sakein to kam se kam yaad karte rehna...
hans lo aaj ji bhar kar,
un paloin main kho jao...
main bhi is hansi ko apne dil mein basa loonga...
aur jab yaad aayegi tumhari,
yahi hansi lekar thoda muskura loonga...
Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse,
aage ke sapne saja rakhe the naajane kab se...
bade utavle the yahaan se jaane ko,
zindagi ka agla padaav paane ko...
par naa jane kyon, dil mein aaj kuch aur aata hai,
waqt ko rokne ka jee chahta hai...
jin batoin ko lekar rote the hum,
unhi par hansi aati hai ab...
na jaane kyon aaj un palon ki yaad bahut aati hai...
kaha kart tha badi mushkil se chaar saal seh gaya,
par aaj kyon lagta hai ki kuch peeche reh gaya...
kahi ankahi hazaaron batein reh gayi,
na bhoolne wali kuch yaadein reh gay...
meri taang ab kaun kheencha karega,
sirf mera sir khane kaun mera peecha karega...
jahaan 2000 ka hisaab nahin wahaan 2 rupay ke liye kaun ladega,
kaun raat bhar saath jag kar padega...
Kaun meri gaadi mujse pooche bina le jayega,
kaun mere naye naye naam banayega...
mein ab bina matlab kis se ladoonga,
bina topic ke kisse faalto baat karoonga...
kaun fail hone par dilasa dilayega,
kaun galti se number aane par gaaliyaan sunayega...
aise dost kahaan milenge...
jo khai mein bhi dhakka de aayein,
par fir tumhein bachane khud bhi kood jayein...
mere gaano se pareshaan kaun hoga,
kabhi muje kisi ladki se baat karte dekh hairaan kaun hoga...
kaun kahega saale tere joke pe hansi nahin aai,
kaun peeche se bula ke kahega aage dekh bhai...
movies mein kiske saath dekhhonga,
kis ke saath boring lectures jheloonga...
mere certificates ko raddi kehne ki himmat kaun karega,
bina dare sachi rai dene ki himmat kaun karega...
stage par ab kis ke saath jaoonga,
juniors ko faltoo ke lectures kaise sunaonga...
achanak bin matlab ke kisi ko bhi dekh kar paglon ki tarah hansna,
aur fir anjaan rahoin pe saath main fasna...
na jaane ye fir kab hoga,
keh do doston ye dobaara sab hoga...
doston ke liye professor se kab lad payenge,
kya hum ye fir kar payenge...
raat ko 2 baje poha khane kaun jayega,
tez gaadi chalane ki shart kaun lagayega...
kaun muje mere kabiliyat par bharosa dilayega,
aur jyada hawa mein udne par zameen pe layega...
meri khushi mein sach mein khush kaun hoga,
mere gam mein muj se jyada dukhi kaun hoga...
meri ye kavita kaun padega,
kaun ise sach mein samjega...
bahut kuch likhna abhi baaki hai,
kuch saath shayad baaki hai...
bas ek baat se dar lagta hai doston,
hum anjnabi na ban jayein doston...
zindagi ke rangon mein dosti kar rang feeka na pad jaye,
kahin aisa na ho doosre rishton ki bheed mein dosti dum tod jayye...
zindagi mein milne ki fariyaad karte rehna,
agar na mil sakein to kam se kam yaad karte rehna...
hans lo aaj ji bhar kar,
un paloin main kho jao...
main bhi is hansi ko apne dil mein basa loonga...
aur jab yaad aayegi tumhari,
yahi hansi lekar thoda muskura loonga...
Nov 14, 2006
Jane Bhi Do Yaaron – Classic black comedy.
An awesome cast, enviable crew, an amazing script with unforgettable one-liners generously sprinkled around, an inspiring song – well, I'm talking about Kundan Shah's laughathon Jane Bhi Do Yaroon (JBDY). Produced by National Film Development Corporation (NFDC), this 1983 movie is now a classic in Indian cinema.
The movie begins with two wanna be photographer Vinod Chopra (Naseeruddin Shah) and Sudhir Mishra (Ravi Vaswani) waiting for guests and customers at the opening of their photo studio Beauty Studio. The opening is a flop. But they get an assignment from the manipulative editor of Khabardar magazine, Shobha (Bhakthi Barve). The assignment involves getting proof of links between the power-hungry builder Tarneja (Pankaj Kapur) and the greedy Municipal Commissioner De'Mello( Sathish Shah)
Tarneja with his two side-kicks Ashok (Sathish Kaushik) and Priya (Neena Gupta) bribe De'Mello with Swiss chocolate cake, flat and cash to get their passed tenders revised and to get the contract for another bridge.
Then there is the ever drunk black-listed builder Ahuja(Om Puri). He too bribes De'Mello for the same bridge. Tarneja tries to strike a deal with Ahuja which is spoiled by Vinod and Sudhir. De'Mello double crosses both Tarneja and Ahuja and awards the contract to a third party.
In the meantime, Vinod and Sudhir decide to enter a photography contest. They start taking pictures in random and while developing one such picture, they accidentally discover that they have clicked a picture of Tarneja murdering someone. They go back to investigate and find a dead body. But before they can identify the who was murdered the body disappears. After a few more clues, they guess that it is De'Mello's body. They find the body buried under a bridge built by Tarneja. They take pictures of the body and again the body disappears.
They show the pictures to Shobha and lie to her that they have the body. Shobha tries to blackmail Tarneja but is unsuccessful. Shobha realizes our heroes don't have the body and the heros realize Shobha's shrewdness. They also get to know that Ahuja has the body at his guest house.
Now starts the hilarious ride of the corpse, wheeled by Vinod and Sudhir and followed by Ahuja, Shobha and Kamdar (Shobha's assistant) as one party and Tarneja, Ashok, Priya and the new Municipal Commissioner Srivatav as the other party. They ride through Muslim parties and a Mahabharata drama. The Mahabharata drama is perhaps the most comic sequences in Indian cinema. The corpse being Draupadi and the scene being Draupadi Vastraharan. Vinod poses as Duryodhan, Sudhir as Dushasan, Ahuja as Bhim, Tarneja as Drupad. Later Kamdar becomes Shenshah Akbar and Ashok becomes Shezada Salim. Watch it, I have no words to describe the scene.
The movie was a path breaking movie and is the first black comedy of Indian cinema. JBDY has some big names both on and behind the screen. On screen we had Naseeruddin Shah, Om Puri, Sathish Shah, and Pankaj Kapur. Behind screen we have Sudhir Mishra ( Asst Director and co-writer) who later directed Dharavi, Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi, Chameli, etc and Vidhu Vinod Chopra( as Dushasan and also Production Controller) is now a well known face in bollywood. Also note that the heroes in the movie were named after them.
Performance wise there are hardly any flaws. All the actors fit the characters to the T. Same with the direction. For a movie made in a stringent budget of Rs.8 lakhs, they've done a wonderful job behind the camera.
Here are some scenes you must watch out for:
- Vinod and Shobha at De'Mello's house.
- Conversation between Vinod and Ashok at Tarneja's house.
- A drunk Ahuja finds De' Mello's body in a coffin and takes him home.
- Vinod used by Shobha and when Vinod realizes this.
- The skate in Ahuja's guest house on which almost everyone slips.
- And ofcourse the Mahabharata disaster.
JBDY is not just a laugh riot. It a satire which mocks the existing corruption. And also, remember its a black comedy with “Hum honge kameyab ek din” played in the last scene.
Movies
I'm an a movie buff. Thought I'll start posting some reviews of some of my favorite movies. I anyway write an article for my office magazine, I can post that too.
Nov 13, 2006
Tic Tac Toe
One of the most ideal games for a boring class, boring journey, lazy Sunday and also for a coding exam - Tic Tac Toe. The best part of the game is its simplicity.
I googled for it and found a HTML code. I have attached it to my blog. It interacts with you in a language I don't know - seems like some European language. But its a very dumb program, absolutely not challenging.
Nice to play when you feel you are a loser. You can lose here only if you are really really dumb or really want to lose or don't know the game.
I googled for it and found a HTML code. I have attached it to my blog. It interacts with you in a language I don't know - seems like some European language. But its a very dumb program, absolutely not challenging.
Nice to play when you feel you are a loser. You can lose here only if you are really really dumb or really want to lose or don't know the game.
Nov 10, 2006
Some of my fav Calvin strips
This is my screen saver
Wish I could do this!!
Love this because for bug fixing this is exactly what we do ;-))
This is what we do with our clients
Vehicles - cars, lorries, buses - all usually have something written at the back. Its usually God's name or the name of the owners' loved ones. But yesterday saw a couple of interesting messages.
One was behind a car. It said, "I'm only 29 but with taxes I'll be 31". I liked it...is kinda sweet and still keeps you in the late 20s and not in the early 30s.
Second was a case of horrible spellings. It was behind a truck. It said, "Falloow the trafic rulls". Thats "Follow the traffic rules". Guess the painter has spelt it the way we speak.
Shall keep updating this post when I see more interesting 'writings'.
One was behind a car. It said, "I'm only 29 but with taxes I'll be 31". I liked it...is kinda sweet and still keeps you in the late 20s and not in the early 30s.
Second was a case of horrible spellings. It was behind a truck. It said, "Falloow the trafic rulls". Thats "Follow the traffic rules". Guess the painter has spelt it the way we speak.
Shall keep updating this post when I see more interesting 'writings'.
Nov 7, 2006
What you dream and what you get
There was a ad that used to run on doordarshan when I was in school. It was a ghee ad where the husband gets up early in the morning and makes upma for his wife. That was something I used to dream - that my husband would make breakfast for me and wake me up in the morning with bed-breakfast.
Ah!!!!Dreams...
Arvindh does a big favor by not cooking. His friends told me that he had cooked only once and that food was lying in the fridge for more than a week. The only thing he makes well is tulsi tea. And he is proud of that. So that dream is shattered.
But then things always even out. I hate cleaning of the kitchen after cooking. Well he takes care of that. He is a cleanliness freak. So mostly does all the cleaning in the house and I don't have to bother.
Ah!!!!Dreams...
Arvindh does a big favor by not cooking. His friends told me that he had cooked only once and that food was lying in the fridge for more than a week. The only thing he makes well is tulsi tea. And he is proud of that. So that dream is shattered.
But then things always even out. I hate cleaning of the kitchen after cooking. Well he takes care of that. He is a cleanliness freak. So mostly does all the cleaning in the house and I don't have to bother.
Nov 6, 2006
Mother-in-law
The moment you think of MILs you'll surely remember those saas-bahu serials. I'm not talking about them. I wanted to write about my MIL.
When I first saw my, then would-be MIL, now MIL, I was sure she belonged to one of those 'dreadful' category. She has huge eyes and a piercing look - a perfect combination for 'villain' saas. The first time I met her, she asked me a couple of questions and I answered them and then turned all my attention on Arvindh. The second time I saw her was when my wedding got fixed. There were too many people around and neither of us spoke to each other. That night when all of them were returning home, she gave me a piercing stare, like she was judging me. I just smiled back. My opinion of her being monster-in-law was further bolstered.
After that day, Arati and me had a lot of discussions about her. But my mom was of an entirely opposite opinion. My mom had interacted with her a lot more than I had and insisted that she was a very sweet lady. I even told Arvindh that his mom looked very strict and stern. He started laughing and he said his mom was the sweetest thing on earth. Well, all children will say that about their moms.
My next meeting with her was on the engagement day. On that day I had decided to go and speak to her. Actually it wasn't a decision - it was an order - by none other than my mom. After a lot of thought on what to say, I finally said that the saree she selected for me was good and I liked it a lot. There was a wide genuine smile on her face. It felt good.
Soon after the engagement we (parents n myself) went to Bombay. We stayed with my in-laws, much to my dislike, for a couple of days. She was really sweet then. She asked me what all I like, my favourite colors, etc. Even then I was very uncomfortable with her. But one thing was for sure, she was no longer the monster-in-law for me.
During the courtship, I spoke to her only a couple of times. After my wedding, we went to Bombay for a couple of weeks. I really missed my parents then and when they came to Bombay for the reception, I cried like crazy in my mother's arms. After my parents left, my MIL asked if that if there was any problem, asked me if Arvindh misbehaved with me. She was really concerned. That really touched me. I realised how wrong I was about her! She was a wonderful person.
Over the couple of years I have got to know her a lot. She is the most innocent person I have ever met in my life. She also knows the art of taking care. Really, we all take care of people, but she is one step ahead. She really goes a mile farther to make life comfortable for me. Sometimes, when I look back, I think I was too quick to jump to a opinion about her. Mom-in-law not monster-in-law!
When I first saw my, then would-be MIL, now MIL, I was sure she belonged to one of those 'dreadful' category. She has huge eyes and a piercing look - a perfect combination for 'villain' saas. The first time I met her, she asked me a couple of questions and I answered them and then turned all my attention on Arvindh. The second time I saw her was when my wedding got fixed. There were too many people around and neither of us spoke to each other. That night when all of them were returning home, she gave me a piercing stare, like she was judging me. I just smiled back. My opinion of her being monster-in-law was further bolstered.
After that day, Arati and me had a lot of discussions about her. But my mom was of an entirely opposite opinion. My mom had interacted with her a lot more than I had and insisted that she was a very sweet lady. I even told Arvindh that his mom looked very strict and stern. He started laughing and he said his mom was the sweetest thing on earth. Well, all children will say that about their moms.
My next meeting with her was on the engagement day. On that day I had decided to go and speak to her. Actually it wasn't a decision - it was an order - by none other than my mom. After a lot of thought on what to say, I finally said that the saree she selected for me was good and I liked it a lot. There was a wide genuine smile on her face. It felt good.
Soon after the engagement we (parents n myself) went to Bombay. We stayed with my in-laws, much to my dislike, for a couple of days. She was really sweet then. She asked me what all I like, my favourite colors, etc. Even then I was very uncomfortable with her. But one thing was for sure, she was no longer the monster-in-law for me.
During the courtship, I spoke to her only a couple of times. After my wedding, we went to Bombay for a couple of weeks. I really missed my parents then and when they came to Bombay for the reception, I cried like crazy in my mother's arms. After my parents left, my MIL asked if that if there was any problem, asked me if Arvindh misbehaved with me. She was really concerned. That really touched me. I realised how wrong I was about her! She was a wonderful person.
Over the couple of years I have got to know her a lot. She is the most innocent person I have ever met in my life. She also knows the art of taking care. Really, we all take care of people, but she is one step ahead. She really goes a mile farther to make life comfortable for me. Sometimes, when I look back, I think I was too quick to jump to a opinion about her. Mom-in-law not monster-in-law!
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