Chak De

Aaaah!! What a week was it. Things went to all time high to some lows too. Without a doubt the highlight was Team India becoming World champs, what an exhilarating display of courage and sportsmanship. Dhoni showed some fearless leadership and Yuvi providing the power pack punch. Finally India got something to show off at the world stage in sports. In fact this year has been an outstanding one for Indian sports with India becoming Nehru cup winners in football, then winning Asia cup gold in hockey , Sania mirza reaching out to her all time best ranking and finally India winning the Cricket world cup . Truly a Chak De year.
I was talking about this week. Yesterday I was watching all sizes of Ganesh jis being taken for a ride and finally being drowned. The famous Lal baghcha raja was simply beautiful. The statue had the godly grace, simply awesome artwork. This is the first time I saw anything like this. People were dancing like anything in front of the chariots of Ganesh ji. The procession passed through small streets of Mumbai that could accommodate only a rickshaw in best of times but here it was a truck being loaded by number of devotees and a huge Lord Ganesha. I with a couple of friends gathered courage and pushed inside the crowd, reached far enough to get a view of the lord. The place got crowed by the moment soon I felt as if I have became a wave in the ocean, and I was moving with any will. It was a scary sight as it could have easily led to a stampede but lord was there to save us. The security was good but no security can secure a crowd as big as this and I was wondering how sensitive the situation is, in these troubled times, if an event like this goes on smoothly then it’s a big success for the administration. Thank god militants didn’t target festivals like these or our administration was efficient enough to keep them away.
Was I talking about lows, well those were personal ones , with my girl punching me everywhere ,dont ask me why I have this black shade on my eyes

Relief of achievement

It is the natural cycle of life that after the Pain of failure comes the Relief of achievement, after the tears of a defeat comes the smile of a victory, after the sadness of a loss comes the joy of a triumph. That sweet taste of success that eludes almost everyone at some point of time in there lives tastes even sweeter after the bitterness of a defeat. Some one who has never seen a loss can never be as proud on the victory as some one who was once down in the dust but had the courage to get up, pick up the stuff and start again. Start again to fulfill his dreams , to fight to live another day .
As once said by a great man “ har ke jeetne waale ko baazigar kehte hai” the real victory is for one who has the last laugh, no matter how many times the ant has to fall before it gets to the top of the table to get that small piece of sugar, its ultimately the triumph that matters.
Success that arrives after some efforts, some losses, teaches us the virtue of patience, perseverance, it gives us the wisdom to believe in ourselves and try once again , ahh u failed again, no problem , try again but don’t make the same mistakes again . that’s the winning attitude a winner needs to have. A person can either be a winner or a looser similarly he can have either a winning attitude or a loosing attitude, he can either sit back and crib about what happened or face the mirror, look into his own eyes and say you are better than that ,prove it , go out and win it. And that’s what matters. “ jo jeeta vahi sikandar”

Trailer of Global Warming

Ever wondered how people use to live when there was no electricity, when there was no air conditioner to beat the heat, when people use to go to sleep as soon as sun sets because there is nothing to do in the dark. Can we even imagine to live in such a state. Doesn’t sound that good , isn’t it, ok why not make more dramatic, lets subtract water from this scenario and add some more pollution to it. Raised any brows.. welcome to age of global warming.
I always knew about global warming but never gave it a second thought, not even after such hue n cry by UN scientists. Today I got a trailer of it and that has inspired me to pen my experience down. I am working in an IT company, don’t have to sweat too much , like sitting on my comfortable chair in AC cubicle, today there is no electricity, systems are working on UPS and I could barely stand it for 4 hours god knows how will people live when there is permanently no electricity. That’s not the end of my miseries, to top this electricity shortage I am facing a shortage of water back home, haven’t bathed for last 3 days, and thanks to my deo I am not stinking. How will people survive this for long.

I know what ever I described may not be due to global warming but it does show a trailer how it is gonna be once we completely loose out on water and electricity. Not to mention ever increasing temperatures. Quite quickly this planet is loosing out its natural resources and soon it may not be far when it starts loosing its most valuable resource… HUMAN BEINGS

SAVE WATER SAVE EARTH SAVE YOURSELF

Ticket to Bollywood

Ever since I am in Mumbai, bollywood city , I have became a movie buff .

I have seen almost all movies released during my stay in the city . Be it an action flick or romantic melodrama. I and my friends have created a kinda world record by watching even the worst of the movies.

Time and again I have proved my mettle by watching all the unwatchables . Sunday, June 17^th was one of those days when I was at my best .I saw this desi go hippi luv story called Jhoom Barabar Jhoom. WOWOW … it would be an understatement if i call this movie a phenomena. It’s a revolution, it’s twister in the sea of worst movies ok that’s it . Man I just couldn’t understand what Mr Director wanted to show here. He calculated the permutations and combinations of all the actors. Thank god he missed lara PZ and AB bobby combination. But that would have made it an epic. The story/direction for the first half was an act of stupidity of the highest order, man it almost made me sleep, Mr. AB senior in his cow boy meets jack sparrow style was made to dance 4 times on same track within 2 hours 20 minutes. I think director is successful in making us learn jhoom barabar jhoom by heart. Though the song is cool but as it goes with everything else, over dose is not good. I don’t know whether the actors were deliberately over acting or director wanted to make something different. All the actors especially PZ can be seen making cheesy faces all the time. Bobby is such a ‘DARLING’ in this movie, looking so Goldie.

Lara looks stunning in “ticket to hollywood”. AB is good , I think he is the only highlight other than the stupidity.

My standard of movies has dived to such a low that I can watch almost anything and everything. I am waiting for Himesh Reshmaya’s Aap ka suroor so eagerly that himesh should be proud of me and should arrange a special screening for me and my friends. I really want to see what this guy is capable of other than his nasal classics and what could be the worst of flicks I can ever see. Hope aap ka surror will make my wish come true.

Pain of failure

How much does it pain when one fails in an act very dear to one, for which you are ready to put everything in line, about which you dream every day. All know it hurts and it hurts pretty badly to fail in something you never want to fail. Not that you ever want to fail in any of your ventures but there are some events which are just different. If this is not enough then tell me how much does it pain when one screws that dearest act oneself.
I did it, did it in such a fashion that I couldn’t have ever imagined, but I guess mishappenings can never be thought of before they actually happen.

It hurt me so badly that I didn’t knew whether I was walking or flying , I couldn’t control my legs , they were numb. I felt like crying but tears won’t come out, I felt like shouting out loud but mouth won’t open. Vision was blurred, brain was dead , didn’t knew what had hit me , but it surly struck me hard. Everything felt lost, everything seemed meaning less, somehow I just picked up myself from breaking down in the middle of the road hired a cab and got back home..

Took some long breaths as it felt something is stuck inside my throat, drank some water looked blankly at the ceiling for 10 minutes, first drop of tear rolled down my cheek, eyes were closed and everything was dark inside … no thoughts , no feelings , no life . Before I could have jumped in deep valley of depression first and only burst of tears flowed , I cried , cried like anything. Trust me it helped.

It was bad , I lost again … when I should have won, but then every looser thinks like this. There is something better in store is how an optimist thinks and I am an optimist. I am not a looser. I won’t drop weapon just because I lost the second round. I will get up, I will fight, the beast bleeds and I will make it pay this time.

One Confused Self

Kya yaar life mei kuch rakha nai hai, boring ho gayi hai, roz subha utho office jaao din bhar kaam karo aur ghar aajao, ye bhi koi life hai saala college hi acha tha…………………….. ****flash back**** ……………………..Kya yaar roz subha first lecture itni jaldi kiu hota hai saale sone bhi nai dete….. abe aaj to 15 tareek hi hai ,itni jaldi paise kaise khatam ho gaye shit yaar ye kya life hai apna job hoga to atleast ye prob nai hogi……………………………
Sounds familiar??? I think these are common words of an average Indian. How confused are we, we went to school then to college and finally with a job but it doesn’t satisfy us. The other side of park always looks greener and the craziest part is even if we have been there and lived it.
How wonderfully can we act to show that contentment, that’s the norm of life today, we are smart people, we know its not worth cribbing about the past so we don’t spell those words but deep down inside they are still pronouncing themselves. If I talk about myself I know how masterfully I enacted the role of a I-KNOW-IT boy, my parents and friends used to think that I know what I want to achieve in life and how to achieve it because seldom did I gave them an impression that I am troubled and I don’t know the reasons for my plans.
Everyone talks about aim of life, what do you want to do in life, is it so easy to find that ,well if it is then I am a total failure because I don’t think I am still very clear where I want to reach. But is that only with me, am I the only one unsure of destiny or there are others like me, when I look around to find answers I feel so glad to know that I am not alone, in fact almost every other guy is like me. We all might know the path to follow but none of us know the destination it will take us to.
Every coin has two sides, if I am not certain about the destination; it some times feels so exciting to pursue the unseen, unheard treasure of life. Who know where the hell we land up but isn’t it exciting to play blind. Yeah it is and it kicks the optimist inside me to see what is in store for me.
Till we don’t call it ‘SHOW’ let the blind continue.

You looking a bit confused.....Aaahhh we all are same














One Confused Self !!!