Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Goodwill Hunting
On a particularly rainy day in my lovely city, I was driving back home from work. Now for those who don't know,my office is about 15 kms from my house. Luckily,my dad has been kind enough to lend me his car to drive to a job I have grown to hate. Its a nice car,cherry red Indica diesel Turbo,suits me perfectly. However the irony is,the route that i take to work, almost strategically passes some of the most crowded roads of the city,including the one bridge in the city,which was constructed long ago to accommodate bullock carts n cycles. I call it the Chaos Bridge. Makes crossing it seem like some kind of a challenge. I have it a lot easier,I remind myself when I see people outside on bikes,getting drenched in the rain and crossing massive potholes. I call them potholes because I don't know of a word that can be used to describe small ponds in the middle of the road.
So on this one rainy day,I was braving the odds and driving home,when a very considerate gentleman in the car next to mine pointed out that I had a flat tyre. Now there are many things I can do. I can reverse park into the tiniest of crevices that allows my car,I can cross the deadliest ghats in it. But I cannot,for the life of me,change a tyre.
First of all I don't know how to use the jack thingie. I cannot lift the tyre from the boot. And I never know whether you have to rotate the bolts clockwise or anti-clockwise to loosen them. So there I was,stranded in the middle of the road,standing in the rain trying to call the one person who I was certain would come and get me. And then all of a sudden, two young men on a bike,stopped on the side of the road. 'Madam,tyre punture ho gaya,change karke doon?'. And thats it. It took the guy a little less than 10 minutes to fix the tyre. I watched this kind soul and his companion getting completely drenched in the rain,changing my car tyre for me. So yes,we do live in a cynical world,but there is loads of good will to go around. And being on the giving,or receiving end of it is one of the best ways,to restore your faith in mankind.
So on this one rainy day,I was braving the odds and driving home,when a very considerate gentleman in the car next to mine pointed out that I had a flat tyre. Now there are many things I can do. I can reverse park into the tiniest of crevices that allows my car,I can cross the deadliest ghats in it. But I cannot,for the life of me,change a tyre.
First of all I don't know how to use the jack thingie. I cannot lift the tyre from the boot. And I never know whether you have to rotate the bolts clockwise or anti-clockwise to loosen them. So there I was,stranded in the middle of the road,standing in the rain trying to call the one person who I was certain would come and get me. And then all of a sudden, two young men on a bike,stopped on the side of the road. 'Madam,tyre punture ho gaya,change karke doon?'. And thats it. It took the guy a little less than 10 minutes to fix the tyre. I watched this kind soul and his companion getting completely drenched in the rain,changing my car tyre for me. So yes,we do live in a cynical world,but there is loads of good will to go around. And being on the giving,or receiving end of it is one of the best ways,to restore your faith in mankind.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
things i have learnt
Confession:I saw No Entry yesterday.Yeah go ahead n tell me im a looser.But durin the prep leaves,u can even watch a documentary on how mozarella cheese is different from parmesan cheese if it keeps u away from ur books for a while.N here r some of the things i observed.
What men will learn from watchin No Entry:
1.Cheating on ur wife is good.Its healthy and fun.Hidin it from her is even more fun.
2.Bipasha Basu gets hotter every day.
3.Ull be unhappy if ur married ,but u shud get married neways.
4.If salman khan can get hair plugs,so can we!
5.Kamwali bais are really hot minus the tobacco breath.
6.Always drive a cool car.
7.Its ok if ur wife is bitter and unhappy.Thats her job stupid!
What I learnt from watching No Entry:
1.Not all men are jerks,but all of them r stupid.
2.Anil Kapoor,pls retire,or cut ur hair.
3.U r not supposed to oggle at other men if ur married.Ur husbands can do so.They r stupid remember?
4.Try to look as much as possible like Bipasha Basu.
5.The only good thing that comes of marriage,is 'legitimate' children.
6.Be in denial of the fact that ur unhappy,thats what women do best.
6.If u find out ur husband is cheatin on u,dont divorce him,just forgive him.
7.On 2nd thoughts......dont divorce him,live in his house,spend all his money,cheat on him and make his life miserable.
8.If ur not capable of all of the above,just turn lesbian,atleast then cheating is allowed.
Lets just say that No Entry taught me a lot of things.But the hopeless romantic that I am, still believe that not all men are jerks.Atleast thats what my mom has told me.
Just an observation,all the wives in the movie ie Lara Dutta,Esha Deol,and that other wierd looking woman,wear salwar kameezes thruout the movie.But on the poster,they look like ordinary hookers,complete wid the naval showing n all.
So basically,ur allowed to be half naked only on the poster covers,but wen ur an Indian wife,u better not so much as show ur naked shoulder.Ill keep that in mind.And they say we Indians are hypocrites.Idiots.
What men will learn from watchin No Entry:
1.Cheating on ur wife is good.Its healthy and fun.Hidin it from her is even more fun.
2.Bipasha Basu gets hotter every day.
3.Ull be unhappy if ur married ,but u shud get married neways.
4.If salman khan can get hair plugs,so can we!
5.Kamwali bais are really hot minus the tobacco breath.
6.Always drive a cool car.
7.Its ok if ur wife is bitter and unhappy.Thats her job stupid!
What I learnt from watching No Entry:
1.Not all men are jerks,but all of them r stupid.
2.Anil Kapoor,pls retire,or cut ur hair.
3.U r not supposed to oggle at other men if ur married.Ur husbands can do so.They r stupid remember?
4.Try to look as much as possible like Bipasha Basu.
5.The only good thing that comes of marriage,is 'legitimate' children.
6.Be in denial of the fact that ur unhappy,thats what women do best.
6.If u find out ur husband is cheatin on u,dont divorce him,just forgive him.
7.On 2nd thoughts......dont divorce him,live in his house,spend all his money,cheat on him and make his life miserable.
8.If ur not capable of all of the above,just turn lesbian,atleast then cheating is allowed.
Lets just say that No Entry taught me a lot of things.But the hopeless romantic that I am, still believe that not all men are jerks.Atleast thats what my mom has told me.
Just an observation,all the wives in the movie ie Lara Dutta,Esha Deol,and that other wierd looking woman,wear salwar kameezes thruout the movie.But on the poster,they look like ordinary hookers,complete wid the naval showing n all.
So basically,ur allowed to be half naked only on the poster covers,but wen ur an Indian wife,u better not so much as show ur naked shoulder.Ill keep that in mind.And they say we Indians are hypocrites.Idiots.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Whose third world?
Post hurricane Katrina everyone is running about,working for relief work.And Im not talking just bout the Americans.The British,Australians,French and even Russians(though i think thats very hypocritical).But what most fascinated me was India is sending relief to Katrina victims.Can u beat that!!Our so called third world country is helping the great United States of America.Heart warming?Maybe.More like shocking.I mean,Im all for helping these victims and all,but what about people here,in out country?Living in the most
inhuman of conditions.There are about 1400 buildings in Mumbai itself,declared unfit for living.Which means they can collapse any minute and no one can do anything about it.The so called transit camps are even worse.Some of them smell worse than most public toilets! Tragic.Thats the word I can think of.How about helping these people find new homes.But then,we live in a country of hypocrisy where there are no divorces,no one is gay and no one suffers from AIDS.So helping a country which is perfectly capable of helping itself comes with the package.Plus I understand the political issues involved.But what amazes me most is how fragile the so called civilization is.Maybe its just a facade,to hide the the vulnerability that exists within the human race.One blow,and everything is gone.
Its Sept 11 and everyone is praying for the souls of the people who died in the attacks,inculding me.But lets just skip the diplomacy shall we,and pray for the souls of people who died in their sleep when the roof over their house collapsed on their heads.Lets pray for the people who sleep in their houses everyday knowing their beds might become their grave.Very soon.
inhuman of conditions.There are about 1400 buildings in Mumbai itself,declared unfit for living.Which means they can collapse any minute and no one can do anything about it.The so called transit camps are even worse.Some of them smell worse than most public toilets! Tragic.Thats the word I can think of.How about helping these people find new homes.But then,we live in a country of hypocrisy where there are no divorces,no one is gay and no one suffers from AIDS.So helping a country which is perfectly capable of helping itself comes with the package.Plus I understand the political issues involved.But what amazes me most is how fragile the so called civilization is.Maybe its just a facade,to hide the the vulnerability that exists within the human race.One blow,and everything is gone.
Its Sept 11 and everyone is praying for the souls of the people who died in the attacks,inculding me.But lets just skip the diplomacy shall we,and pray for the souls of people who died in their sleep when the roof over their house collapsed on their heads.Lets pray for the people who sleep in their houses everyday knowing their beds might become their grave.Very soon.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Arthiritis...my enemy,my friend
Arthiritis is a disease that attacks your muscles.Your joints ,to be precise.Without any cause or reason,it attacks you.And in a few days,your life changes for ever.For people who think artiritis happens only to old people,heres a fact.My father,the dearest man in the world was diagnosed with it when he was just 37.Do you know what its like to suffer from pain everyday?Things that we take for granted,become so damn impossible.A simple thing like liftng a pen from the floor requires so much effort.I hate this disease and everything that goes with it.I hate the fact that its incurable.I hate the fact that it causes so much discomfort,to the person,and everyone related to him.I hate the painkillers one has to take.I hate that I cant do anything about it.
My father is the most wonderful person I know.I dont think he must have ever done anything wrong.To me,he's perfect.So why does someone like him have to suffer?But then someone once told me,bad things happen to good people.Guess it must be true.My father is a fighter.Arthiritis has tought him,and all of us to never give up no matter what.So my dad does everything a normal person would do.While bearing the sometimes excrutiating pain.This very fact makes me love him even more.
Someone once told me,things are more powerful,when u write them down.I want my father's pain to subside as much as possible.I'm trusting the universe to do this for him.
My father is the most wonderful person I know.I dont think he must have ever done anything wrong.To me,he's perfect.So why does someone like him have to suffer?But then someone once told me,bad things happen to good people.Guess it must be true.My father is a fighter.Arthiritis has tought him,and all of us to never give up no matter what.So my dad does everything a normal person would do.While bearing the sometimes excrutiating pain.This very fact makes me love him even more.
Someone once told me,things are more powerful,when u write them down.I want my father's pain to subside as much as possible.I'm trusting the universe to do this for him.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Its great to BE!!!
The time has come when Im finally in BE,final year of my engg course and Im ecstatic!!!I feel so much better when I know it will be only 8 months before I leave this hell hole,and join a boring software job like everyone else.I dont care as long as I am able to earn enough money to get a pedicure every month and pay my cell phone bill,while saving for my Europe trip.Mundane,thats the word for my life right now.Nothing much happens ....ever.One regret is that by some vague twist of fate I got the job in the one city I never wanted to,PUNE!!!Which means that I am going to be compelled to live with my parents for a while which is gonna lead to sooooo many complications which i shall discuss later.The only bad part bout being in BE is my seniors.3 of my band members have left.I miss them so much,and I cant imagine my life without band practice.I cant imagine not being able to sing on stage.Prag,Reshma and Sai.I miss u guys sooo much.Prag is my guiding angel..literally.Reshma,one of the coolest ppl i know,n im so jealous of ur hair!Sai,possible the only person i kno whos shorter than me,but possibly the most stylish person i know.Not a day goes by wen i dont think bout u guys.
I was listening to this song yesterday n thought of u guys.
If ur reading this,put on this song,n vll be together once again...practicing the thing we love most.
Wish you were here-Pink Floyd
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
I was listening to this song yesterday n thought of u guys.
If ur reading this,put on this song,n vll be together once again...practicing the thing we love most.
Wish you were here-Pink Floyd
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Lifehouse
Lifehouse's new single 'you and me ' is 6th on the US .So all those who thought that Lifehouse was a 1 album wonder IN UR FACE!!!For those who have no idea what im talkin about,check out their first album 'No Name Face'.Also check out 'You and me' its absolutely beautiful!
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