Em an a’sole (Now and Then)

Till my high school:
1)I used to have doubts about whether we humans, live inside the earth ie the inner surface of sphere or the outer surface of sphere.
2)I was always amazed by the fact that how the hell is this planet hung in space….there is no thread or support…clearly Newton’s apple was unknown to me
3)Sex: I used to have loads of creepy ideas for that. I wish I could share but half my family reads my blog. Anyways I will share one. My first porn was the song ‘pehle nasha’. In that song when pooja bedi did that marlin Monroe level skirt fleeing act…Oh Gosh!! I used to sneak out and use to play that song on VCr again and again.
4)I always used to think that Mahabharta which is coming on television is really going somewhere and we are watching live telecast.
5)I was always fascinated by superman. I used to think that his flying power came from the Cape he wears. I used to put my towel as cape and even tried jumping off from boundary wall. Luckily I never tried roof top [:)]


Till today I believe
1)One day I will get some superpower.
2)My PJ’s are good.
3)The life which I am spending right now is a dream and someday I will wake up and I will see my totally different real life.
4)Time Travel will be possible.

TOW the wildest Ambitions

My 3 wildest ambition in life:
1) I want to write Books.
2) i want to be a director making movies on these books
3) I want to do threesome.

The Last Touch

She was finally able to make up her mind to visit him. Actually, last week she met a common friend and got the news of his accident.

She entered the ICU room. He was lying there. He was in coma but she realized there was still, a smile on his face. The same smile which used to drive her crazy once and still has the same impact. She sat beside him and holds his hand. She was not sure what she should talk but she wanted to. So she started talking about the moments they spent together.

She kept talking and talking and while talking she realized the happy moments they spent together were far greater in number and bigger in size, than all the fights they had. A trip down memory lane and she was falling in love all over again with him. She was wishing that everything goes back to normal and she was ready to wait.

She decides that she will come daily. She will read newspaper to him, read his favorite novels, will tell him about the latest movies and songs.

She didn’t realize the time and when she saw it, it was 12. She had to get back to work. But she was happy and quite sure that everything will be back to normal again.

As she stood up and began to let go off his hand, she felt something. A gentle pressure on her palm. She didn’t believe it. She tried to brush it off as her imagination, but she couldn’t help but notice. Soon she saw the little finger of his hand trying to hold her as if he didn’t wanted her to leave.

The graphs showed some activity. She was shocked and called out to the doctor. Suddenly the activity became quite unusual with his heartbeat and blood pressure all on the rise. The doctors and his team arrived and asked her to wait outside.

She could see the team at work from the mirror. The heartbeat just kept rising with readings crossing 250-260. It was time to pray.She prayed with dedication.

After a while , things seemed normal. She felt good. It seemed like a ray of hope to her. But the heartbeat was too low 90….80…70…and further more. It was a matter of time that she realized that’s it was all over. The doctors came out of the room. The nurses removed all the gadgets. It was all over. She didn’t want to believe that. She was still standing there, not able to understand the turn of events that just took place. She fell in love again only to loose him again, but this time forever.

She walked out of the hospital with guilt. It was her touch that brought him back to life and vice versa. She felt responsible for his death. She was not sure if it was a good decision to see him at all

Talent Hunt

Today I was watching Russell Peter’s ' Black, Brown and white'. Russell peter is a famous stand up comedian of Indian origin , born and brought up in Canada and quite famous for his racist jokes. So in his show he got a piece where he mock Indian parents about how they ask their child to perform in front of guest. After seeing that memory flashed, scenes reappeared and I was thinking about my childhood. In those days I used to be a “break dancer” which I now realize was nothing more than “govinda dance” but I preferred to call it a break dance. And most of my dances were used to be on the govinda numbers only which if I think today, sound so embarrassing.

Damn it!!

Anyways I used to be quite satisfied after my live performance in front of that poor guest and their formal gesture of applauds which were like a Wimbledon trophy for me in those days. But with the time, I realized the condition of those poor guests and luckily my “break dancing talent” got replaced with my “stand up comedy” talent. Today when I remember those moments I rally feel sorry for the unlucky guests and I really thank them all for their rounds of applauds which are still like trophies for me.
But for all you people,
you can run ,
you can hide,
but you cant escape my PJs. [:)]

Plan For Life

In final year everybody is talking about plan. My dad asked me “so aage kya socha hai – job ya MBA??”
My cousin was asking “ab kya karma hai?”
My senior advised me “now is the time to decide what you want to do?”
Firstly I want to thanks all my relatives, friends, seniors that they think about me. From last few days I am having a extensive discussion with my friend about the ‘Plan’ thing. He has everything planned for his life. He will do job; give GMAT after 3 years and then IV league, finally a handsome/beautiful ‘jain’ guy/gal. That’s it. Everything planned and over.

So last night I decided that I will also ‘plan’ my life. I started thinking about what I really want. I had lots of thoughts coming up while thinking and finally I came up on conclusion. I don’t want to plan anything because my priority in life keeps on changing. What I wanted 4 years before was completely different and I am sure what I will desire 4 years down the line is going to be very different too. I am person with very unsettled mind. So I am not sure what I demand from life or career.

Secondly, I don’t want to plan anything. I have tried to plan everything in life for my first 20 years but now I want to let it go. I enjoy the uncertainty of life. I believe that the best thing which life offers. Your life changes at an instant and I have seen that happening to me a lot so I don’t want to miss that fun.

But luckily I have got some real good people around me who do the planning thing for me and I trust them so I am going to work according to them. But for sure I am not going to plan anything from now.

Movie reviews : Frost/Nixon and The devil wears prada

I have recently seen 2 new good flicks and right now I want to write something so I am writing on these 2 movies – Frost/Nixon and The devil wears prada

Frost/Nixon: This movie is based upon the play of the same name by Peter Morgan, which dramatizes the 1977 televised Frost/Nixon interviews. The film version is directed by Ron Howard (Apollo 13 and Da Vinci Code). . The brief plot is Richard Nixon was the US president involved in the Watergate scandal and later resigned from the post but he never apologizes for his action. It was later in the series of interviews with David Frost that he accepts about his mistakes. The acting of Frank Langella as Richard Nixon and Michael Sheen as David Frost is really awesome. They truly justifies with the role.This is an absolute masterpiece depiction of the 1970’s culture. What impressed me most is that the director has paid attention to all the minute details like in one scene President after seeing the shoes without lace, for the first time, asks his Chief of staff to comment. Kevin Bacon as the Chief of Staff is as usual god level. Frank Langella was a ditto copy of President Nixon with his entire accent, body movements. He presented the frustration and desperation of a person who want to return to power so beautifully that you just wish that scenes never get over. But my pick of the lot will be definitely Michael Sheen. The way he has portrayed the role of a Broadcaster, a person who is a true PR guy, he never shows his real emotion to people, his desperation to be at the top of the entertainment world, His efforts to get everything arranged for the interviews. I mean its so wonderfully picturised that you just believe its all happening in front of your eyes. So in the end it’s a MIST MUST WATCH!!

The devil wears prada: one of my friends suggested me this movie. It was her favorite so I decided to give it a shot. Firstly what attracted me in the movie was the star cast: Meryl streep and (Hot!!) Anna Hathaway. The plot of the movie was very cliché with a new person enters into a job and adjust herself in the job finally reaching the top , realizing what she has lost in the way and Does she really wanted that ?? I mean for me some of the scenes in which Meryl Streep who plays a dominant boss asking weird things from his assistants like unpublished Harry potter manuscript, become repetitive after sometime but there was 4 things which kept me watching this film.

A.The background score: the music was so awesome that I can watch the movie just for the music. It was so well used in the background, so well mixed up with the scene.My advice, just grab the music on the first chance you get.

B.Emily Blunt: She plays the role of a senior assistant who is obsessed with her post of senior secretary level thing and never ever leaves a chance to show his superiority to assistant no. 2. On the other side she is shit scared of her boss. She was really able to portray both the shades quite wonderfully.

C.Meryl Streep: It is always a treat to watch her acting. She portrays any role so effectively that you every time you see her in a new role , you ask yourself –“ is she Meryl only??” .

D.Anna: last but not the least gorgeous Anna Hathaway is so beautiful that you don’t want to jeep your eyes off from screen. On the acting part she was quite normal or I must say below normal but on the beauty part, just 3 words: Oh My God!!

On the whole – It can be watched once but music can be listened forever.

The Perfect day

I was having my quiz on ‘HR management’. I am not sure about the title of the course but it was some ‘god level’ crap and with the aim to mug ad puke, I wake up at 6. I started the songs from a folder, which I downloaded last night. In that on particular song was really awesome. The name is ‘Aicha’. Initially I was not able to get lyrics or anything except music. After some exploration it comes out to be an Arabic song. When the day starts with a awesome song, I believe it’s a good day. Then I went to give paper and puked all the possible crap in paper and proceeded towards common room for the grand test match. I did some betting with my friend and I won 2 of them as India won the toss and chose to bat. Sehwag was playing awesome, jokes were going around and temp was cool. A perfect atmosphere to watch cricket. Then I had to leave for some work which was followed by an awesome lunch at ‘Adyar Bhawan’. Sandwich, chat and badam milk was gluttonized and finally I bring down my ass in my room. It was the movie time now. I started ‘American birds’. It was a pretty decent movie and seeing Mathew Perry (Chandler Bing – Friends) in such a different role was quite amazing. It was followed by some mugging stuff and the in realized –shit. I missed the match. I switch on to score. Now comes the news which made my day. Sachin crosses 12k and scored 88. I was like ‘Whoaaa!!” And ‘Shit!! I missed it.’ And ‘fuck!! fuck!! I am such an asole’

After all that shit, fuck, whoaa, I realized it’s the dinner time. Now the hunt begins for company and luckily one of my friends buzzed, proposing a self contry dinner at dominoes which later turned into a treat, so I was again ‘whoaa!!’ and ‘Thank God!!’
We came back and it was movie time again. I started ‘Almost famous’. Now this movie is like some movie, which you start and keep going on watching and suddenly you realize that end credits are coming and movie is over. I mean it in good sense that you don’t want them to end, not in the way ‘It’s over!! What were they trying to show?’ It was an amazing movie, with an amazing soundtrack, awesome acting and hot actress. What else you want. It was so smooth, so much that I didn’t even realize that I am watching it for 2 hours. Believe me it’s a must watch. And now comes the night part. I don share my bed time stories [:P]. so that was my perfect day - 17th October, 2008.

Harsha Bhogle on Sachin after he crosses 12K

It was a predictable, if slightly delayed, ascent. Sachin Tendulkar stands atop cricket's Everest but he isn't looking down at the cricketing world. That would be unlike him for he looks upon this game as a vehicle of fulfillment, as a servant rather than a master. There is a delicious irony to it. One of the most humble devotees of the game is himself an idol to so many.

Of course, he knew he was going to get there. Elbows and ankles and many lesser known joints that he brought into public consciousness were the only hurdles. He has always maintained that if he played enough he would get the record.

And so away from the public eye, in these last two or three years he worked on getting his body back into shape. Each time it was a more uphill battle than before, each time the odds against him returning as an equally good cricketer diminished but he kept trying.

He winced and he grimaced but his commitment to the game he loves saw him through. Tendulkar's phenomenal success lies as much in toil and perseverance and such hardy qualities as it does in the many gifts he has been bestowed with.

Yesterday he needed only 15 and instead of laying out a red carpet, Mohali did better. Daljit Singh gave him an excellent wicket to bat on, where the ball was coming onto bat and where shots could be played. This is where, these days, we see the original Tendulkar; on slow, low pitches where he has to bat to save a match he is like a miscast actor. Even there he delivers his lines, comes prepared, does what he has to but that is not him.

He would have loved the fact that he got to the record against Australia. They seek his wicket, the Aussies, they don't give him an inch, but they respect him mightily. Earlier this year in Australia, he got a standing ovation at every ground he played on and admitted later that it moved him enormously. Now he got 88 and showed he can still bat! An irreverent young generation, in a hurry to erase legend, will have to wait longer!

He is still only 35 but because he started so young, and couldn't sign a tour contract till he had scored three Test hundreds, it seems he has been around forever. On his first tour of England, he batted against Eddie Hemmings who started his first-class career seven years before Tendulkar was born. Now he shares a dressing room with young men who were in their nappies, or sometimes found even those unnecessary, when he scored his first century! But the zest, the limitless energy, the obsession with cricket hasn't dimmed. That, in itself, is extraordinary.

All his life he has had to confront mighty expectations; his own, which are scary, and those of his adoring fans which are probably scarier. It is a burden all great men have to carry and only some do lightly. Every time he has dropped a notch, India has moaned. We put up with corruption, don't mind poor toilets, manfully live through terrorism but cannot allow Tendulkar, in the end just a man, to fail occasionally. And yet the same people have loved him like no other cricketer in the history of the game has been loved.

The incomparable Don Bradman became part of folklore because he brought cheer to the people in depressing times. History has brought such depression upon us again as people see their savings evaporate, seemingly harmless cyclists become human bombs. There is much misery in our times. But there is also Tendulkar, who you know will be earnest and honest in his effort, who will let you forget your existence for a while, playing a real man in a real world.

Only a few are given the opportunity to spread such cheer. Through diligence and toil, and magical ability, Sachin Tendulkar has done that.