More than a year…

Oh my god man, can you believe it, its been more than a year since I started this blog… I was just reading some old posts and I can’t believe how much I have changed.. I am like a whole different person now..
Anyway, People celebrate birthdays even of their dead kids and this blog isn’t dead, just asleep. So I guess it deserves a wish..

Belated Happy Birthday “Back and Forth”!!

Oh my god.. I’m almost nostalgic.. so signing off!

Puzzle Time!

Firstly, yeah I know I’ve retired from this.. but u can make a speacial appearance once in a while, right?

Ok, on with the post. I’ve won three quizzes in the past few days. Firstly I won the “Riddle and Rhyme” on Reema’s blog. Then I won the moviemax “Sabse Bada Filmi Keeda” and today I got a Delhi 6 audio cd from bollywood hungama as I won a quiz I took part in a month ago.

But I haven’t been as lucky everywhere. My first exam today which was maths went horribly and I hope I get atleast 50/100. Anyway, as directed by Reema, I have to continue the chain, but I couldn’t rhyme so there’s no poem but here’s the picture puzzle.. You have to guess what is shown in the picture.. All the comments are in moderation for 2 days after which a winner will be declared. Take it away:

And on a leaving note, here’s a clip of the stand up comedian Russell Peters, whose parents are Indians and he was born in Canada. I recently watched his dvd, Outsourced and I haven’t laughed that hard in at least a year. This is one of his most famous sketches about how his father used to beat him. Strongly recommended!

Hum Hain Raahi Pyaar K.. Phir Milenge Chalte Chalte

Alright alright the line may be a little cheesy.. but, you’ve got to agree that it’s a little catchy. Yes.. I know my creativity has been really down for a long time now, but one doesn’t stop trying.. But I have decided to. The time has come for me to give up on blogging, because I don’t think it’s going good at all. I don’t know if I told you or not, that I eventually give up everything I start, be it tennis, cricket, painting, dance, acting, swimming, multimedia or anything. But, I had thought this time that I won’t give this up.. and i tried.. i did, but I guess I can’t be disciplined or creative enough to be a blogger.

Anyway, lets talk about something else, eh? A lot has happened since I last blogged. I have moved back to Jalandhar despite Rohan’s many pleas and speeches and will now be doing normal 12th in my city. I will try for IIT, but if i don’t reach there, hard luck! I might try for another year.. but for now I am concentrating on getting good marks in my board exams.. so that I can apply to a good university abroad. I am not entirely sure about my reasons.. but it seemed like the right thing to do. I won’t say that going there in the first place was a mistake because the lessons about life that I learned there are valuable.

Yeah, life is monotonous again with three tutions everyday.. and lost of tv stuffed in with internet.. but I guess I don’t mind it anymore.. cuz thats life ain’t it? Speaking of life.. I went through this whole thinking about the meaning of life in my last days in kota and I could just come up with this that the reason for living is different at different times in life.. you just have to figure out what it is right now…. your views are welcome on this topic.

I’ve changed much in the time that has passed. I’ve grown to be a little more patient and I’ve tried and to a large extent succeded in controlling my habit of handing out advice. Now I give my advice only to people who ask for it.. I mean everyone has their own intelligence yaar and they wouldn’t want me to interfere in their matters and act oversmart as if I am the one who knows what the right thing is.. so I’ve learnt to control my mouth. See, I’m growing up

I also watched many movies including RNBDJ and Ghajini. Both were ok. Ghajini was good becuase the love story worked but Memento was much much better. While Memento made us realize Lenny’s suffering due to his condition, Ghajini was a revenge story with an added twist. And I think aamir khan films are cursed for me ever since he became a producer. I watched TZP alone.. cuz everyone wanted to watch welcome, then I watched JTYJN alone cuz no one wanted to go and now I watched Ghajini alone after asking my friends again and again for 2 weeks. And the real irony is that while watching the movie, I got a message from a friend asking if I wanted to watch Ghajini that Sunday. I also watched Slumdog Millionaire and was surprised about the hype. It was such a typical 70s story full of cliche’s and people were going gaga over it just because a foreigner made it.. and it ditched the dark knight from best picture category in the oscars.. I mean talk about standard!

But moving on, the Dev D music happened man.. The Emotional Atyachaar phenomenon or emo atya4 as I call it. Man the songs are awesum and I bet the movie would be awesumer.. so do watch it y’all.

And now time for goodbye.. don’t be so happy.. comments karta rahunga, itni aasani se tum sab ka peecha nahi chodunga . I want to thank you all for all your appreciation, comments and reading my blabbers month after month (which I am sure was literary atyachaar for you guys ), especially the Indian blogging community here including Ish, Reema, Ashish, Nikhil Tigger and all others. You guys are awesome! Keep blogging! I don’t know whenever I become the part of a group or friends, I always feel that I remained on the sidelines of it.. never really becoming a part of it.. be it with school friends or you guys.. but its not your fault.. so lets leave it.

And last but not the least, don’t forget.. Hum hain raahi pyaar k, phir milenge chalte chalte.

The biggest blow…yet!

Ding Ding Ding! What do we have here Johnny!

Why, we have another terrorist attack, Mark!

Does it hurt? No seriously, tell me, does it hurt… I don’t think it does anymore. We have had the biggest terrorist attack in India, on Mumbai in the last 2 days where thousands of lives have been at stake, many police officers and civilians killed and hundreds injured in the firing and grenade explosions at Taj, Oberoi and Nariman House. But what is new? We have had so many bomb blasts in our metro cities in the last year that it isn’t even news anymore.. we just flip the channel ahead, saying that these things keep happening, and “Yeh India hai”, like it is our duty to be bombed.

I was thinking this morning, that how are we different from the Americans? And I found the answer. While when someone laid a hand on their collar with 9/11, ‘unhone terrorists ko nanga kar ke maara’ , if you remember Afghanistan? I mean no small timer or a big timer would think about attacking them because they know it got repercussions. But we follow the gandhi way, don’t we? They slap us once and we expose our other cheek for a bigger slap. And now, it has come so far that our body has gone numb and it doesn’t hurt anymore. A lot of people die and we feel sorry for a day or two and we forget along with the news channels, who get new “breaking news” and we get new “time pass”. However bitter it is, I have observed this to be true many times now.

But I think we need to strike back now. They need an answer, let’s give them such a loud goddamn answer that they go deaf. What do we lack that the Americans have? Is it the weapons? No, I think we have plenty of weapons. Lack of army? I don’t think so, I mean we have one of the strongest in the world. See, now I think maybe we lack patriotism. Maybe it has withered in the last 60 years of independence. Maybe.. I mean no one is thinking about the country anymore, we just think about ourselves and our self interest and our states before our and the country’s self respect. The politicians urge us to stick together when they are the ones discriminating and dividing us. They give us false hopes that inquiries will be done which go cold after some time. But, I hope we still have patriotism and if we have it, let’s show it. I think the time has come to declare total war on terrorism. I mean tell Pakistan to clean up the camps or face the wrath. I mean do something, do anything, cuz it still hurts me..

I can only think of saying two more words:

CHAK DE !

What if I died?.. now THAT is something worth thinking about!

Developments of my life in another post, right now lets get on with this topic first. Now, whether you agree or not, everyone thinks about this at least once and mostly more than that in their life. And this point has been earlier raised in this part of the blogosphere.. that how would the readers know if a blogger died.. courtesy sulz. But a blogger is also a person and has some real life relationships and friends. Have you ever thought about who would get this news and who would even cry that you died?

Well the other day I was lying in bed trying to go to sleep and this thought entered my mind that what would happen if i died here in my sleep and didn’t wake up. Let’s explore it a little, shall we?

Well, my landlady would ask the other boys to knock on my door as i wouldn’t have reached for breakfast. The boys tell her I am not waking up, as has happened a few times (hey, i sometimes sleep late, ok?). She’ll be a little bothered but not so much. She would come to my room and try knocking invain in the afternoon. Then she’ll call my parents who would try to call my mobile repeatedly, getting no answer. They would get a little more worried. Then my landlord would try knocking, and I don’t know, maybe he would try to break the door on the second or maybe even the third day. Well, they’ll see I have died and call for an ambulance, the police (might be teenage suicide??) and also inform my parents. The story might do rounds like you heard that student died.. or something like that, but nah, it doesn’t have enough masala, after all it’s just another run of the mill, “slept and didn’t wake up” death. Now, if it involved murder, suicide, or mugging, my dead body would get some publicity

My parents would immidiately call up on his friend’s brother who lives here and get him to go to the hospital. Then they would leave for here, I guess with a very heavy heart and not believing it completely, in a state of denial. They would cry on seeing me and be really sad for months and i guess even years, because I know its very hard for parents to lose their children.

Now, my friends. Umm.. I guess Vipul, my ex room mate would get to know real quick when my parents would call his parents too. He would be, I don’t know, a little sorry but not that sad. He will tell his gf who would do her ooh and i am so sorries.. and then forget about it in half an hour or less. Vipul might tell some others who live in the rooms beside him, and they will feel sorry for like 10 minutes I guess. My other school friends won’t get to know as far as I think, cuz who would inform them? Some might try calling me, but my no. wouldn’t have survived and they would think I changed it. They would try to contact me online, but on no reply will think I am off the net. They would forget about the whole issue in a week or two after calling me a bastard for forgetting them. Now, by chance or luck (unluck?) if they do get to know, they would be morose for like an hour, two or maybe three at most. My teachers won’t know anything and they won’t care anyway. Mr Gandhi, our 10th class teacher, would be only pleased that the world is rid of me, if he gets to know.

My best friend in Kota, a whole story altogther, eh? He would try to call me a few times, but on getting no reply would give up. Anyway, he is a little angry with me for deciding to go back (more on that later) to my city and has said that he wants to see very less of me for the 20 days I have left here. So I guess, he won’t try visiting and would just think that I don’t come to classes because I am trying to avoid him or am enjoying myself. He won’t call Vipul either, because he just told me today that he’s started to hate him. Slowly, he would forget all about me after cursing me for a few days. Now, if he does come to know somehow, I guess he would be numb the second he hears it, think about it for a day or two and then forget about it. His cousins, who also study here and are my good friends, will be effected for like half an hour or less, I guess.

Ah, you guys now! My internet aquaintences/so called friends. Most/All of you will think that I have abandoned my blog being an irresponsible boy and blogger as it is and have stopped blogging without even dropping a goodbye post. No one would be here to notify cuz very few people know that I have a blog and no one knows my username, blog address or password. Tigger (one, about who I am confident is a friend) might drop in a word or two here and at facebook, but on getting no reply will forget about the whole issue.. in a week or so. A, remember A, yes the friend I got to know through orkut. She would have no idea why I stopped responding to calls/sms/ scraps all of a sudden. She might ask sarvesh, my school friend, but then sarvesh might not even know about it in the first place If she did get to know though, I guess she’d cry for a little time, like 2 minutes (girls are like that, they cry on deaths in movies so i would expect that) and then feel sorry. Her life would be back to normal in, I guess, 2-3 days max.

Oh, my other family members, the final piece of my last puzzle, forgot them. But, better late than never (got the pun? lolz). OK, lets see, my grandfather will cry, of course and my grandmother too, but we aren’t that close and it would last only for as long as all the death functions go on. They would be feeling more sorry for my parents than for me. Same will be the case for my uncle and aunt and my real sister. My cousins won’t be affected beyond their oh, thats so sadzz. Special cases: my cousin brother will feel sorry for my parents as everyone, and won’t be that effected by my death, maybe for like, I don’t know, an hour? My sister in law would feel sorry, of course like when you hear someone’s kid has died.. that kind.. and wouldn’t be affected at all by my death. My cousin sister, I guess more or less the same. My other cousin sister, who knows much about me, kind of my buddy, will cry for like a day or two and the sorryness will continue till the death functions.

Quite a mind twister, ain’t it? Makes you wonder if your life mattered, like even at all??

P.S. I am sorry for my absence, and for posting like after a month.. I guess I didn’t have much to write about. Anyway, I promise I’d be regular from now on, even if I have to post about shitty political news or the nasal-ly shitty Himes ji, because let’s face it.. no one’s gonna read my posts wholly except me anyway (No offence meant).

Another one….

Ok, I know tomorrow is my test and I am sitting here making a post at 2:30 in the morning, but when it strikes you, it’s better to get over with it, or the matter dilutes as I have come to learn.. Ok, here is my second story..(written while listening to Saawariya songs), it popped up in my head when I was browsing through BlueMists archives… Here it is:

His point of view:

I will definitely say it today, he thought, his brain not even keeping track of where his feet were going.

Ok, maybe not say “it”, no definitely not say “it”, I’ll just talk to her, be friends with her, but what to say?

He noticed that he had just reached the library. He walked over and sat at his usual spot, at the entrance of the room, where he could clearly see her.

Ok, what should I say, maybe i should ask her the time.. but damn, the library has a clock and I have one too. Man I am such a loser, two weeks it’s been, grow up man! Ok, first stop staring, yes concentrate on your books, now what should you say? Maybe you should ask her name, but why would she tell you? Ok…ok, how about her class, she studies here too, but why should she tell you, the question still remains asshole..

DON’T STARE AT HER!!, oh god you are too pathetic, you can’t even stop looking at her.. I am telling you, you are just obsessing, it was just what Steven said it was.. a one-itis. Ok, she is looking at me, this is a good sign. I hope. Ok, just ask her if she knows where the book is. What book? Any fucking book, do you care.. just break the ice.

Ok, I am going to do it, I’ll ask her where LOTR is. No, that’ll tell her I am a geek..heh. Ok, I’ll ak her about that Karl Marx book. Ok, I can do it.. just plain and easy..remember, be smooth!

He took a deep breath and started to walk towards her, but she got up and left and he just continued walking forward and stopped at the rack at the far end of the room.

Maybe tomorrow.. no, definitely tomorrow!

Her point of view:

Mmm..ok, so this equation..gosh, profs are so damn unfair, they don’t even explain things properly and we have to waste time in the library digging up theory…

After some time..

Oh no, that guy is back! He has been following me around for two weeks. Guys can be so weird sometimes.. I guess I should complain to someone, who knows what goes on in the minds of these ass holes. I mean just stop staring.. FREAK! Ok, good he’s noticed, now go on and leave me alone. OMG he’s coming towards me, I am not getting these equations anyway, I guess I should get out of here..

She stands up and walks out of the library sternly…

I don’t know what I am going to do about this guy.. Ok, I am going to tell my brother, he ought to straighten the idiot out.. but what am I gonna do about these equations.. better ask Jen if she can explain them to me…….

Comments are always welcome

Avant Garde Bloggies Awards

Well, if you don’t know already, Poonam is conducting the Avant Garde Bloggie Awards. It is a significant event especially in this part of the blogosphere and who knows, and if we go big enough, we might be able to invite Katrina Kaif for the final event

Anyway, the categories can be read about here, and you can submit yours or any of your blogging buddies posts and blogs here right in the comments section. The rules about nominating can be read here. The nominations will be carefully selected and the winners will be decided by the polls of readers and a panel of judges, just like in all good awards these days . So go ahead, nominate and you could win… an award, what else

If you have any questions, comments or suggestions, you can contact me, Smita, Reema, our publicist Nikhil or Poonam herself. Best of luck and happy blogging!

Something funny this time….

Well, I feel my blog is too serious, from my fiction to my life. So, I’ve decided to lighten things up a little by posting some funny videos I came across in the past few days.

1. Ah, L’Amour

First up is an animation, about men, women and all the relationships crap, and I gotta say the video is true to a certain extent…

2. The Dark Knight Spoofs

Watch these if you have seen The Dark Knight, this a pretty funny spoof of the batman-joker interrogation scene…. I’m still loling over this..

3. Strange Art

Now this measures how dirty your brain really is….

The tag doing 3 x 10^8 m/sec

Yes, its the love tag doing the round of this part of the blogosphere these days. I have been tagged by Reema and the title comes from Priya’s comment on Arvind’s post.

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and they cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

I’m gonna go ahead and steal Reema’s style by posting pictures, but I’m gonna write the answers, so its a mix and match. Here it is:

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?

I will ask her and find out why before going into depression and isolation for several weeks.

2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?

Perfect life, which means I am a successful director, and going out with Hilary Duff, with  lots of money.

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?

Right now, Mr. Bansal, the owner of Bansal Classes.

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?

Make movies, publish novels, buy subway (restaurant), buy a Ford gt40, buy the fucking IIT.

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?

I would prefer not to, but love is not a choice

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?

Being loved, always!

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?

28 days 6 hours 42 minute 12 seconds [DD]

Ok, seriously, if there is no inclination from her side, then until she is happily married.

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?

Win her over… what else?

9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? Your gf/bf or an actress/actor?

Will Smith.

10. What takes you down the fastest?

A lift, nothing faster exists for taking us down, as far as I know.

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?

Through a time machine…

ok seriously, I don’t know, I am trying to figure it out.

12. What’s your fear?

Not being needed, living a worthless life.

13. What kind of a person do you think the person who tagged you is?

A teacher to the core, with an alter ego of a student.

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?

Single and rich, at least you can buy things to distract yourself.

15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?

Smile about the dream I had.

16. Would you give all in a relationship?

All except my blog…

17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?

The one who is more accessible, I mean who is more likely to say yes to me.

18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that special someone has done?

No, I might forgive, but I won’t forget.

19. The one thing you can never forgive in love?

Backstabbing.

20. List 6 people to tag:

Can’t think of those who haven’t done it already or haven’t been tagged already. Ok, I got one:

Intutius and Unbreakable.

Chao!

So, what have we learned?

Ok, if you are looking for a meaningful blog post here, you might as well close the tab, because it’s not gonna give you any meaningful information, it’s not gonna help you in any way possible, it’s just a rant, which will do no more than, maybe evoke your feelings a bit…..

Well, there have been bomb blasts in five cities in India in the past five months, namely Jaipur, Bangalore, Ahmedabad, Surat and now Delhi. All have been pretty similar in nature and I guess carried out by the same terrorist organization. While all this has been going on, what have we been doing? and more importantly what has the government been doing? except perhaps making speeches for a week after each bomb blast that how we need to stand together in such difficult times. Stand together and what? Bow down while they kill our families, and destroy our lives? Have we taken any step forward? Where are the investigations going? They capture a random guy, maybe find out and make a report on how the bomb blasts came about and ease the investigation while the public forgets in a matter of a few days, and media goes back to the same old political fights when the matter dries up. Why should there arise even a need to call upon the intelligence agencies again and again? Why wasn’t security improved in metros right up from the blasts in Mumbai two years earlier? Are we so incompetent, that we can’t even protect our own country? Has it become so easy to bomb our major cities? Why are we just standing, doing nothing, while the whole country is being transformed into a terrorist playground?

They say, we need to stand together, but do these politicians ever have? They are more interested in demeaning each other. That is why we have politicians fighting actors when the country is going through a crisis. Seriously, when have we ever had so many bomb blasts in our country in so little time?

When the US was attacked once(9/11), a war was declared against terrorism, which I believe marked the beginning of sowing of seeds of a full blown WW3. I am not saying that their approach was absolutely right, but at least it hurt them when their home was targetted and they did something about it. And what do we do? We say “this is India man, don’t expect anything, jo hona hai ho jaayega”. I mean WTF, have we become so accustomed to injuries that it doesn’t even pain us anymore? I know some people care, but I guess we don’t care enough to raise a voice……

(Image courtesy: xkcd.com

Dialogue courtesy: Perx)