Wrong pill!

Consequences of taking a wrong pill...
Eh, sounds weird right? Here’s what you feel when you take one…
1. You start sweating.
2. You try to search which pill you have swallowed coz they are too many tab straps in & around that place.
3. You don’t wanna tell this to your parents coz they’ll go wild & freak out.
4. You want to find out what kinda pill you have swallowed.
5. You think of the side effects.
6. Now you are confused whether to take the original pill, which was supposed to go in, or no.
7. You try to squeeze your stomach believing that the pill will come out… which wont!
8. You just can’t throw that stuff off you mind. It’ll haunt you for the rest of your day.
9. Then, you drink lots of water.
10. Nothing will help you. So just forget it & move on!

The whole day is wasted just coz of one wrong pill! Never ever commit this crime!

Short term memory loss

Ghajini portrayed a person having this rare disease of short term memory loss. Looks like even the citizens of this country are suffering from the same disease. I would really equate the protagonist in the film with the aam junta. Seriously!
Remember the Mumbai attacks in November… Everyone went haywire. Media went over board, Mumbai reacted strongly & the good old politicians kept mum. Everybody whether they were affected directly or indirectly watched the emotional assault on the financial capital on the TV. Whether it was Vilas Rao Deshmukh’s horror show by taking Ram Gopal Verma to the Taj or R.R Patil’s beautiful words “Small things happen in big cities”... Everyone’s heart was full of anger, pain & revenge. We could do nothing. We could jus do a peace march in Mumbai or light candles or jus frown over the incident. Finally, after a month the voices fizzled out. The central govt, to save its own ass, decided to sack Vilas Rao & Patil. Patil was replaced by Chhagan Bhujbal. Now comes the short memory loss part. Bhujbal was the same man who was made to resign for his alleged role in Telgi case. Media dint raise the issue nor did the common man. The debate about the attacks was on though.
Indian Cricket team… We support them, we hail them, and we call them our heroes… But only when the win! India was out of the world T20 cup even before the semi finals. This is a HUGE thing in India. And the criticism started to flow. The media were at it again. Dhoni was criticized for his captaincy, for his batting, for his press conferences & what not! Even other players faced the wrath. Short memory loss again! The same Dhoni won us the T20 world cup last time; the Dhoni did wonders with his batting in many tournaments. Well, the media in India is bull shit. They show the worst possible news on the channel & praise themselves for doing it. When India loses, they bash everyone. One channel even went on saying the “Dhoni… Arrogance Personified”. Ya! WTF moment!
We as a common man know wat is right & wat not. The media need not tell us that. DO it wat you are supposed to do!

Maximum City

It had been 8 years since I last visited the financial capital of India. I was on a vacation spree this January. As I had mentioned in my prev blogs, I had been to Nainital with my two friends. I wanted stay in Mumbai while coming back to my place. It had really been long time. I stayed for 6 days at my cousin’s place this time. The first impression when I landed in Mumbai was: Mumbai had changed. And it had transformed into this one huge city. I love to loiter around & this was the perfect city. I have been to Bangalore many times but I’ve never felt good in the city. May be coz of traffic, pollution or may be the population itself. I get this phobia when I visit Bangalore. But Mumbai was a bit better. Traffic system was excellent; people were full of activity & always running around, the local buses & trains… well, the latter was the most exciting one. Traveling in a local train was enthralling, astonishing. Astonishing coz I had never seen such huge number of people boarding one train at a time. And the 5 sec stop at every station… wow! How on earth these people manage to travel? I would have backed out but as they say Mumbai demands you to be swift, intelligent & quirky. The main attractions of this city are people, buildings & the sea! Sky scrapers, historic buildings… they are everywhere! I loved CST station a lot. It’s wonderful. And of course the Taj… It still stood tall after the 26/11 attack. It’s marvelous. Then there are those shopping malls. In-Orbit was one of the malls I visited & it is huge. The most important place I fancied to visit was the Hard Rock Café. I had visited the Bangalore outlet last time & that made me to visit the Mumbai one. My cousin & I searched it for hours. And finally we landed at the café. I love rock stars & this was the perfect place to view their memorabilia. The guitars, the dresses… whoa! Awesome! But the cost of the foodstuff is high. But its worth to spend some bucks & listen to the classic songs.
Mumbai was fun. No wonder they say it’s the MAXIMUM CITY!

Yes He Can!

I’ve not written about Roger since a year n a half. This is a perfect time to write about someone who I admire a lot. 14 titles after the French open & 6th man to win all majors… This moment has been coming - for too long, some thought, writing off this great man. But Roger was patient, and he fought, and he got there. And when the moment came, he stood tall. He looked history in the face and seized it with both hands. I hopped n hopped like a kangaroo when Roger won. It’s been a very bad year for him. He dint win the Australian open & he dint even win any masters cup before winning the Madrid masters.
The man with the Midas touch has done it again. It was the title they said he could never win. The gaping hole on his resume that was to put a question mark over his greatness. Three times he made the final, and three times he lost, including an absolute drubbing against Rafael Nadal last year. But not this year folks! Not this year.
Probably the best human being on court, Roger never ever shows his emotions. He’s got this temperament like no other. His shots are just so beautiful. I love players who play single handed back-hand shots. Sampras & Roger are two of my Fav players. They brought the word ‘gorgeous’ into the game. Roger is all about class & grace. His fore hand may not be the strongest but its one of the most perfect shot. I couldn’t watch Rafa lifting Australian Open & Wimbledon trophies last time. I felt for Roger. And I bet the people who were watching the trophy ceremony of Australian Open had moist eyes seeing Roger cry. It was the most emotional moment. And that’s why till now, crowd supports Roger wherever he plays. It’s delightful to watch the crowd supporting Roger even when he’s losing. He’s an awesome human being. I have watched almost all grand slams from 2004 when he won the Wimbledon. He’s been my true sporting hero. He’s probably the greatest ever sportsperson. Sachin Tendulkar, Tiger Woods, Michael Schumacher, Michael Phelps, Pele… You name them but they all fall short of Roger’s achievements. Jimmy Connors once famously said “You're either a clay court specialist, a grass court specialist or a hard court specialist ... or you're Roger Federer".
The greatest tennis player ever to be born. This cannot be disputed now. He has now won fourteen Grand Slams, putting him in equal first place with Pete Sampras - but unlike Sampras, he has won them on all four surfaces. He has made twenty consecutive semi finals. Yes. TWENTY! In addition to three runners up finishes at Roland Garros, one at Wimbledon and one at the Australian Open, Roger Federer owns five Wimbledon titles, five US Opens, three Australian Opens and one Roland Garros title.

This is his time. This is his moment. And this, my friends, is history!!

Discomfort

There seems to be nothing that is going in my way at this juncture. My holidays have begun; I’ve not joined any fuckin classes. And above all, I’m undergoing house arrest!
This is just what I dint want at this moment of my life
This day for record, a sense of lethargy had taken me over and now I am feeling that again… something I cannot afford to lose for a whole lot of years to come, but you know when I see through them, I wonder wats this life all about… Is it about success or about satisfaction or about some other crazy reason? If you ask me where I’ll be after two years, I’ll be blank for a sec & go into a state of nothingness.
Life pretty much sucks during holidays. You are puzzled with two questions over n over again. One is wat are you gonna do now & the other is wat are my other friends doing. Yes! That’s wat happens if you are alone. You start getting weird thoughts.
One more thing creeps you is results. And its even more freaking if the exams have gone bad. You feel like committing suicide.
These holidays are a learning period as many say. But I disagree! These holidays are to sleep, listen to some classical songs & watch wateva you want on the idiot box! You just can’t get your ass off the cushion.
I don’t know why I’m writing this blog. I won’t feel good after writing this but its kinda satisfaction that I’ve done something nice today. Happy till tomo!

Personalties I love the most on Television

Here’s a list of hosts, characters that I fell in love with!

Ellen Degeneres- The talk show host is simply superb. Her dance moves, her humor, her witty games & her audacity make the show one of the best. She has also got a huge fan following on tweeter. She’s a humanitarian & a lovely human being.

Chandler Bing- This fictional character as they say is the most closest to my heart. Played by Matthew Perry in ‘Friends’, Chandler Bing is fabulous in each & every episode. His pick up line is “Could this be any more…?” & it is often used by his friends to mock him. His sarcasm is awesome. His expression to Joey’s dumbness is amazing.

Asha Gill- She’s the world traveler! The gorgeous Malaysian hosts Nat Geo channel’s travel series ‘Six Degrees’. She has been to innumerable places & one the best episodes was when she visited Mumbai & Buenos Aires in Argentina. She tries everything the city can offer to her.

Samara Currimbhoy- She’s my favorite TV host. The way she speaks... Ah! It gives me goosebumps everytime. She hosts Picture perfect & routes on NDTV Good Times. She’s a photographer & also deals with Yoga.

Ayesha Sharma- This woman is one of a kind! She has traveled to the highest pass in the world on her Royal Enfield, she has traveled Europe, she hosts majority of shows on Good Times. She’s really Mind blowing. I would love to meet her one day!

Fez- Foreign Exchange Student in short, is played by Wilmer valderamma in ‘That 70s show’. He’s known for his boyish looks, the slow Mexican English & his sudden reaction. His pick up line “In my country…” is famous.

Cyrus Broacha- Well, need I say anything about this guy? He revolutionized the Indian comedy shows. Mtv Bakra was jus remarkable. Now, he hosts “The week that wasn’t” on IBN. He’s humorous as he has always been!

Harsha Bhogle- The cricket man as people call him is the best commentator in the world. He keeps us glued to the match with his sense of humor & his nice soft words. When Harsha’s on air, I just can’t change the channel!

I may be missing a few names but these are the main ones! :)

The Vacation Blog

Okay! It’s been 2 months since the last time I blogged. And it has been a boring, interesting 2 months. General Elections, IPL-2, exams & a lackluster 4th semester! And there were other complicated things that were going on in my life but I won’t get into the details. Here is the gist of things that I found interesting to write!

The CCD gig- Probably the most awaited evening of our group! Two of our friends performed at café coffee day here with their band. And it was rocking. We had a night out the same night at Gaurav’s place. Had great fun watching everyone’s profile & commenting on the pics.
The General Elections- Well, for the 1st time in my life I was interested in elections. The hype surrounding the elections & the excitement of voting for the 1st time made me watch the election news everyday. And we saw a change after so many years. Sonia Gandhi’s Congress won majority of seats overcoming the anti incumbency factors. Agatha Sangma became the youngest minister of the nation. She’s just 27! I love these young MPs. They are gonna make a difference for sure.
IPL-2! - After it was shifted to South Africa, I thought it would become a damp squib. But that man did it again! Lalit Modi is a genius. This season’s IPL was way way better than the first one. South Africa is jus awesome. I supported Royal Challengers B’lore as I did last time. And we almost won this season’s trophy. But chargers ruined the party. :x
The 4th sem- It was boring. The professors were pathetic, the subjects were idiotic & the internals sucked! We dint have any respite thro’ out the sem. But we had lots of fests & there was fun week. But the timing was dreadful!
And the world seems to be falling apart day by day. North Korea will one day destroy south Korea after it conducted Nuclear tests last month. The Taliban is gonna consume Pakistan. The cyclone Aila, the Air France plane crash... Its just tragic news these days.

That’s all I got for now. Hope to keep writing.. err.. Blogging!

Trainspotting

It’s a movie where you feel that you have been drugged. At least, I felt that! Danny Boyle’s 1996 blockbuster follows a group of heroin addicts & their course through life. The concept of the movie is fantastic. It’s not easy to make a movie based on drug addiction. Taking drugs, having sex, rehab, drug dealing, stealing, prison life and what not! The actors have done an excellent job. It’s probably the best movie I have watched in recent time. Here’s a small snippet of the movie…

Choose Life
Choose a job
Choose a career
Choose a family
Choose a fucking big television; choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments
Choose a starter home
Choose your friends
Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.
Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves.
Choose your future.
Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?

I chose not to choose life.
I chose somethin' else. And the reasons?? There are no reasons.

Who needs reasons when you got heroin?

Railways.. A fascination!

Traveling in the railways has forever been my enthusiasm since my childhood. I remember my 1st train journey from Belgaum to Hyderabad. It was so fascinating. I was in 6th grade by then. I loved the journey ‘coz I was feeling as if I was exposed to the outer world which I never knew when I was staying in Belgaum. So, it was kinda learning experience for me & to this day, I’ll never forget it.
But the journey which was most unforgettable was the North India tour which I had undertaken a few months back. I was in the 2nd year of my engineering & by then I knew what India was like, how the people are. But I had never interacted with the North Indian natives. In India, the south Indian community is completely different from the North Indian community. We, as south Indians, differ a lot. Be it the language we speak, be it the dressing sense, be it the attitude towards the general public… It’s completely poles apart. And I realized it during my trip. I was heading to Delhi from Mumbai with 2 other friends. We were not in the same bogie due to some delay in the booking. I was alone at the other end & it kinda was “blessing in disguise” like. I met so many passionate personalities in my compartment. One personality was from Bihar & as like Biharis, he was praising his state, about Lalu Prasad. You see, Lalu is like an ICON in their state. Yu will never get a Bihari who doesn’t speak about either Lalu or his state itself. It’s like a pride for them if they speak about Lalu. And I quickly grasped that Bihar is seriously improving but under Nitish Kumar. And that unique personality never mentioned Nitish Kumar’s name. It was bizarre. I kept mum coz you never wanna get in any arguments with the Biharis. There was another distinctive person in the compartment. And he was heading to Kota. He was rather youthful. He sported a huge black moustache & the only thing he did in the train was eating. He jus ate & ate & ate. It was unreal! He never spoke a word & he dint have any opinion about the Bihar situation!
I met another guy & he was heading to Nainital (That was the place where I was heading too). He told me about the place, the chill factor at Delhi & much more informative stuff. He was a jovial person. He loved his state (Uttarakand) & he loved his place, Nainital. When I mentioned everyone that I was from Hubli, no one knew about the place. I told them that the place in Karnataka. Someone from the other compt asked is it near Belgaum. Thank God there was someone who knew about my state. I said YES! It’s a 2 hour drive from Belgaum. Then the conversation died as it was late in the night. I had to go the other bogie to have dinner with my friends. And there we met a Sardarji family who were traveling to Delhi. As everyone might be aware, a Sardarji brings color in your life. He was cheerful, happy-go-lucky kinda person. I loved his personality. He slept with his cute 3 year old daughter. I rushed back to my compt to hit the bed.
It was 8.30 when I woke up. We were nearer to Mathura & I saw that there was a college student in my bogie. He might have boarded the train from Kota. Kota is an educational hub of India. His name was Ansh. He was from Deharadun. We spoke about education, IIT, Uttarakand, Delhi. It was nice to speak with a student. I got down in every station the train stopped. Tea vendors, mithaiwalas, samosawala… Yu name it. It was a sea of people at every station. I had never ever seen such crazy people in my life. It was extraordinary. This is what I like about Indian railways. It unites people from every community. It’s a wonderful feeling when we meet citizens of different states, different background. Every other person in my compt was helpful. They took care of my luggage when I was not around. They shared their food with us, shared their thoughts. As they say, it happens only in INDIA! And I was feeling it this time.
I met some wonderful people on my way back & they were gr8 too. It was simply amazing to meet so many beautiful people. I think I was lucky to have these personalities amongst me. I loved North India a lot. They love to speak, speak about anything. And that’s what makes India a fabulous nation! And the one which connects the people is the railways.