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March 23, 2010

Self composed Gyaan: Not ready for implementation!!

The difference between successful people and others:

successful people are less optimistic about pessimism, while others are pessimistic about optimism.

why others do not succeed?

The time and energy focussed on finding reasons for not having done a thing, is far more than that put in to work in order to achieve the results.

What to successful people do?

Follow that time-and-tested methods need not always stand the test of time every-time.

And when you listen to the wise...

Words of wisdom, are actually words from the wise-dumb!! Nothing really matters except your own experience and intuition.


February 19, 2010

Glimpses come alive..


(Play my fav while you read on...)

Some music I listen to
some memories I revive
Traveling back and forth in time
without spending a dime...

Good times and bad ones
Hearty laughs and secret chuckles
Friends and folks in picture
Life becomes a miniature...

coffee and conversations
Dreams discussed and hopes achieved
and life turns
while the past burns...

Dance and dim lights
energy never fades
To say, its a mocktail
life becomes a cocktail...

Kites and colours
Festivities for all
A little friendship nurtured
celebrations all cultured...

Of silent times and bubbly voices
choice is a freedom
our mind needs both
confusion ..never a dearth

Traveling back and forth in time
without spending a dime...


January 30, 2010

Ad(d)s for a reason..




Sehwag...(for that matter) a Cricketer needed to promote Hockey???
To me it looks more like an appeal to people..."Please come and watch this (not -so-hot) National sport".
Hero Honda...no doubt is doing its bit to keep the sport in limelight.
But with IPLs and 20-20's becoming the dish of the day....some chef ( Govt.) has to really churn a good hot combo for Hockey too. Why isn't that even being thought of?

Honda may get its sales up by few more lacs...Viru's got some crores or lacs for this ad....what more??Its all about money baby!!.....( Remember the Idea cellular ad for the cause of 26/11?) Marketing in the name of social/national cause...or mere awareness.
Can't help being cynical....unable to differentiate the genuineness of intentions behind some of these ads!!

January 22, 2010

Jai Marathi or Jai Maharshtra?

Now, only Marathi with foreign guests


Express News Service

Posted: Jan 23, 2010 at 0323 hrs IST

I am a Maharashtrian...domicile!! Do I need to prove my linguistic skills after living in this state for more than 15 years? You are not asking me to...but your other stated plans and direction makes me think so.
Agreed, every city and every state has its distinct culture and history. Definitely the junta needs to know that. But instead of spending time, money and effort at promoting the richness in culture...merely stressing on the fact that we need people to speak Marathi will not suffice.
Why should people speak in Marathi?
I mean...if we are so culturally rich and have hoards of history to cherish, it should make us all ' want to speak' in Marathi. Mumbai, and Maharashtra is unlike most other states. We are the financial capital of our country...we are the business hub. We are so accommodating in nature...we have even accomodated Ajmal Kasab, and seem to laud that even he comprehends and responds in Marathi. Sigh! Be it music, arts, sports or anything - we have the best of folks in every field. When I say folks...they may or may not be 'Marathi speaking'.
Then why? What is the dire need for stressing on Marathi? If it has to happen..it will happen naturally. Are we on some mission to reflect on our identity crisis ( that is if we are facing one, apparently)? Or is it that we don't want to embrace and accept the fact..that we are shallow?
You expect the whole world to know Marathi? I mean...Man you are saying this literally. Go France, people have started accepting English unlike before. The Japanese and Chinese are learning English because its the language of the world. And now..I can't imagine foreigners having Marathi interpretors!!! Are your indirectly saying....Marathi folks need different kind of a job. But since they cannot or rather do not want to learn anything new, or translate any other foreign language....Translating Marathi is THE option left!! Are you hinting that?

I am just trying to look at it from so many angles...and yet fail to understand your rationale.
I love Bombay, yeah...I still call it Bombay..any problem? I will always love this city..and also hate it for the varied list of nuisance factors.
But end of the day, I think I am a Maharashtrian. Can you prove it otherwise?

P.S: Purely my opinion!! Coz, its my opinion, my post!


January 15, 2010

'Must-not-use' words

Some words I failed to understand the meaning of. Even Google couldn’t get me a good- enough-explanation.

9 words that seem to jack your mind…

  1. Compatibility - Capability of existing or performing in harmonious or congenial combination
  2. Insecurity - the anxiety you experience when you feel vulnerable
  3. Anxiety - a vague unpleasant emotion that is experienced in anticipation of some (usually ill-defined) misfortune
  4. Apprehensive - mentally upset over possible misfortune or danger etc
  5. Thought- The act or process of thinking; cogitation.
  6. Feeling- An affective state of consciousness, such as that resulting from emotions, sentiments, or desires:
  7. Possessiveness- Having or manifesting a desire to control or dominate another, especially in order to limit that person's relationships with others:
  8. Uneasy - lacking a sense of security or affording no ease or reassurance
  9. Reaction- a response indicating a person's feelings or emotional attitude

In sequence, compatibility rules. If you cant even think of possibly being friends with a stranger….its the end! Play UNO….skip….

Between compatibility and uneasiness…the remaining words seem to creep in.

Let’s get this statement…..

“I thought you felt bad. But I don’t think you should think too much. I kinda feel anxious and insecure. But I am not possessive either. And I continue to feel uneasy. Maybe it’s just my apprehensions! But I don’t want you to react”.

Now with the help of the googed out meanings….I try to make sense of the above line…

“I can’t stop thinking ...irrespective of what you tell me. Same may be your case. But I also think …that you feel in a certain way….and I won’t know what you actually feel until you tell me. The Moment you tell me what’s on your mind…I become anxious, uneasy and insecure. Hold it….But I’m not thinking so…I am just feeling so. Since you have no control over what I feel….you should not react coz I just expressed my feelings. And fundamentally, to me... you reacting means….you thinking something opposite to what I am thinking.”

A new game begins…play the Blame, join the hall of fame!

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The end of it. I still didn't understand anything!

The words still remain and will continue to exist for ages…

People fond of these will continue using them...and confuse zillions that they come across!

(P.S: No offense to anybody. I mean it!)

September 26, 2009

My Fav SUVs...!

Audi...

Cayenne...

CRV

BMW...

Dicor...

Fortuner...

My Rashee didn't warn me...

Yes. Here I am , again writing a review for a movie that I watched. And it's so natural....I just write on the sad one's...I mean the CRAP category.

In my opinion, movies can be classified into following categories:
  1. Those you enjoy watching and feel there is something good about it..
  2. Those you know for sure are flops, but you wanna put your curiosity at rest...and so...
  3. Those you are not sure of, but think there will be something good about it...moderate hopes.
And as far as my experience goes, my review on movies really depends on the rows where I get seats...infact inversely proportional. Too front....sad movies. Middle rows...average. Top Rows...hmm...wow..!

For eg: Front rows: Delhi 6, Salaam Namaste, Wats your rashee,
Middle Rows: Firaaq, Fanaa, Kabhi Alvida....
Top Rows: Jaane Tu ya jaane na, chak de, Page 3, DDLJ, Kal ho na ho, Ab tak chappan...and so on.

Rashee....Phew..!! sometimes I regret my trait of being adamt. My friend literally warned me.....prema don't....!! And he also knew...I usually doze by 10:00pm latest...I crash. Wonder how I made up my mind to survive the ordeal.....
On a reasonably less harsh side, I thought few songs were nice. Priyanka ofcourse looked great...inspired me a bit to start gymming again! and Harman bhai...must say..you dance well. But why did Gowariker uncle want traces of Love story 2050 in Rashee? And what were you thinking...when you attempted that dance with the 'Tula' Rashee wali priyanka...some alien, sci-fi kinda character dancing??! Seems...you want people to really remember you for your 'Love Story 2050'.
And I did laugh and smile in between. Thanks to the Gujju elements in the movie...their love for food, the craze for share market and all kinds of money games...and the love for creating a debt trap!! ( No offense to any gujrati person here).
And what else...( actually thinking hard...to find out what was good about it) . The Climax was too good...Harman marries the Priyanka named 'sanjana'...who is the Just- in-time bahu to be...of which even he is taken by surprise. So even after meeting all 12 Rashees...he coudn't figure out 'who' she was? Maybe...Gowariker uncle wanted to put it as " Rashee or no Rashee....you are destined to meet somebody good. then what's the point of Rashee & Kundali Matching...when you yourself wont attach much importance to it in day-to day living! and ho.....that's when ,in the movie...the entire family screams ' what's your Rashee?'....( as if we were waiting to know it).


September 18, 2009

Do you remember this?



I read one of these recently....infact I had almost forgotten champak!!
I just hd been refering to 'champak' for the 'duffers' I came across in my routine ...

I can't tell you how happy I felt reading one. The stories seemed so funny, the cheeku-meeku stories and the butterfly gossips...haha. I couldn't stop laughing....was i really enjoying this as a kid? Well..I must tell you....its worth every minute of reading...its fun people!! out of curiosity...just googled a few lines on this legend called champak which is as follows....


Champak is a children’s fortnightly magazine named after a tropical flower. It has been on the scene from 1968 being published by Delhi Press Group. Today Champak is available in eight languages – Hindi, English, Gujarati, Marathi, Kannada, Tamil, Telegu and Malayalam. Its founder is Vishwa Nath (1917-2002).
Champak consists of modern stories for children with a moral tone. It does not try to smuggle in adult folk tales as stuff for children. Champak continues to remain a household name and a hot favourite for seniors of today who were green fans of Champak yesterday.

...If you have lived your childhood on the Indian soil....you have read this too!
If not, You missed something yaar...not something intellectual, but it was something 'for us'.

September 11, 2009

Somebody get him !


Ummmmuaahhhh...
Can't help it....I just love pugs....! I definitely know I am not allowed to get one home now..!

September 03, 2009

Lived! ...(Life)...will live!

Ten things that prove I don't live in the present...
  1. On a friday evening, I am the happiest thinking about what I would do on saturday. On saturday, I am saddened by the thought of monday following that one sunday. In effect, I don't live my friday evening....I live half my saturday..and sunday just goes by.
  2. I brought myself a mango bar...while relishing it, halfway through I was disheartened that it's almost getting over. That means..I enjoyed eating it for only half of the time.
  3. While driving back from the factory, my only aim was to see as minimum traffic as possible and I could see my home....I just wanted to reach back.I had started planning what to do after getting home, what to eat, whom to call up etc. Did I even try to enjoy the drive?
  4. When I look back at my photographs of Australia, I get completely lost in the past. I hope and dream of getting there again in future. All my memories....I keep revising. Present?
  5. I dont enjoy my company at current workplace, but fortunately I got some good work to do. I keep comparing this to my earlier one...where I had good friends but the work sucked! what for now?
  6. Friends....I have many, fought with a few...in touch with the rest. But 'school times were the best'....I keep going back in time. The same friends from school...some I despise , some I treasure. I spend time wondering...'How this happened'...
  7. I am eating a sandwich from the street. Similar to the one I had during college times. Probably tastier! I go back to college canteen...and the ganna juice near the station...> wishing to get back to college soon again. Oh..but did I enjoy studying then? How come now?
  8. My blogs...I have started thinking that my writing was better a few years back. Then why am I writing now? I still love what I write....but somehow am not convinced. Too Much...
  9. How sincere at workout I was ( although for a short time). How fit I intend to be. But what do I plan to do about it now? No clue....just waiting for some kick!
  10. Finally, what I did just now writing the above 9 points.....
Does it happen to you too?

September 02, 2009

Political Ganesha

yeah...Mumbai's favourite lord , is gonna go swim today. After 10 days of being pampered with loads of Modak and other sweets, finally he decides to go shed some weight! Tommorow onwards, he'll be the usual 'Tuesday special vignaharta'. Much like any issue which becomes a ' breaking news'...and then is a 'broken wing'...

This time around I realised lord Ganesh was asked to gain some more weight.
I was never a big fan of visiting pandals and being the 'darshan lena' types. of whatever I observed, this time the pandals were built in such a way that tresspassers by could not just take a glimpse of the lord. It came with a price ...of standing in queue, and making your way right upto the murti. Pandals which were being built differently all these years, did defer this time.That's where I say, Ganesha had gained some more weight!

Or was it the politicians secretly conveying their wild wish to him? More than the Lord himself, politicians loved to take centre stage.That's always the case. Huge posters, banners and signs with a SMALL pic of the lord beside the huge pic of the political lord of our city! Are we really celebrating lord ganesha?Every corner with a huge Ganesh pandal belongs to...or rather is 'sponsored by' some great guy. Good social work....aha! In my opinion...visarjan should then include them also!
A super cynic; I still haven't learnt to differenciate between a good politician and a not so good one. Anything new for the public..is just 'a meherbani on us' and not 'for us'. The best example is the roads....its just made- partly concrete, vastly pot-holed ( cratered)...with a huge ' sorry for inconvenience' board....> forget it...can't express my love for them here...!!
If only it was their love for the lord and their spirituality that was at display...

Some of my friends thought that the decoration and the changed pandal format was done right as ' aisehi fukat mein kya ganpati dehkneka, andar jaake dekhneka na'....'rastey se kya zaankna'....and all that.To me, the best ganesh murti...is and always will be the one at my fav temple. No dramatics involved! Atleast his door is open to all...

Would love to treasure sentiments of all...but can't do that. Afterall, I love my opinions....

July 04, 2009

You

Hues on canvas

Mystic mountain blues

Alone she wanders

Her thoughts round a friend

He was so dear, he was so near

A petty reason is the fear

For her feeble ties

Never an emotion dry

A smile to cheer

A thought to ponder

He was a light

Never a thought of him to fade

Nature nurtures…

All believe so

Her faith in the unknown

Over the years has grown

To his friendship a salute

To his spirit an ode

To his generosity a tribute

To his laughter a smile

Miss you dear friend!

June 15, 2009

Holly meets Bolly

There are hindi movies...and then there are hindi movies.
But there are just hollywood movies!! Hasn't this been the trend?

I had always heard of east imitating "the west". But to my surprise the latest flick Bride wars was just short of a hindi aka bollywood masala. Just that the latka-jhatkas and dinchaak music was missing. Anne Hath... and Kate Hud... being the best of friends become the best of rivals and then patch up again.

The plot goes...

In Manhattan, the lawyer Liv and the school teacher Emma have been best friends since their childhood. They both are proposed to by their boyfriends on the same day and they plan their wedding parties in Plaza Hotel, using the services of the famous Marion St. Claire. However, due to Marion's secretary's mistake, their weddings are scheduled for the same day. None of them agrees to change the date and they become enemies, trying to sabotage the wedding party of the rival.And then Anne doesn't marry the one who proposed to her...but her best friend's brother!! And the beauty of all coincidences is that the two friends are expecting their first child...and that too on the same date!!

Usually I would fret about having watched a mediocre movie, but still be happy about having seen one.Confusion queen.. This time around I had absolutely no issues. Probably it was my first movie after a 3 month break...( not a voluntary one, but a forced one due to multiplex strikes!!) My fav word has been " timepass"...but now I realised I have been passing this title even to the movies...Too bad!!

But this was a "sachi mein super flop" movie , people. I don't lie..and never about movie reviews..I think like common people and not directors way. So to me , most of the movies are bullshit...music is sometimes good and Scope of improvement is always big. Sometimes I wonder..If I really should step in as the script writer/ the director/ or the costume designer. Never a penny for becoming a producer though...alas!

After watching Bride wars...I remembered my friend who got married just a week ago. Now we have been like sisters, almost best friends. Imagining myself fighting with her over wedding dates....fun!! yeah..she did get her 'June wedding' finally...

Anyway...I hope to not see any more such almost- bollywood type of English Movies.

June 13, 2009

Kanjus to the Kore

Why are we so stingy when it comes to saying the three golden words?? Hello....I don't mean " I love you"....but yeah you could take that also into the context, maybe....?! However I meant " Sorry, Please and Thankyou".
Thinking back, I remember my principal at school giving us daily morn- gyaan ..his words of wisdom, I say so. Back then it seemed like a drab...just another ritual before entering the main foyer of the school.  Saying a " please may I enter the class" seemed like a never ending line...whereas we loved using " can I come in teacher?"...(Ofcourse we could)
Now there are so many avenues to let these thankyou's and sorries out. But our Khandani- kanjusi pulls us away from doing so. How many times do we travel by a bus or a rick or  a cab? Do we thank them anyway..? Of late I have started practising this; I do come across wierd expressions at times. It doesn't take much effort, but uttering it without any regard is no great thing. Just think of how good you feel when somebody genuinely thanks you. Wouldn't you love to try the same for others?
We do love our retail therapies, with so many customer-service-executives to our help at any store. At times they get us our items to us, they help us pack the stuff, they make suggestions ( not exactly for our good), but do we care to thank them?
The compilation of these words is a page from the 'courtesy dictionary' as I call it. Not being courteous is a big offence only to a few. The rest are blissfully least bothered to even attempt being courteous.wow!
Coming to 'a billion dollar smile'..( Now that's worth a lot), we are so selective. We want to smile only at the persons we know...or rather the ones we like. The rest are a NO. And even if we do, by mistake, its so not our real smile. I travel by this one particular bus daily, its now my-permanent- mode-of -travel. I do see the same faces everyday...and yes I have a few ' smile buddies'. We haven't exchanged any words...but just a nod of acquaintance with a simple smile...now that's something genuine we have got habituated to. 
At work, most of us greet each other with a ' good morning' and a 'morning smile'. Few love to carry their homely baggage of frustrations or some luggage of inhibition. Forget the smile, a few love to 'just not look at you in the face'. These are few great ones too...

Anyway, lets try giving up our kanjusi for sometime. It fun! 

P:S:: My friends who expect me to give up my kanjusi...as in make sure I treat them soon...[ now that's something you need to wait and watch for...:)]

May 27, 2009

Racist blokes!

Well...I just logged into my blogger to think of something pleasant to write after a long gap. Just then, the new channels told me of the racist attacks in Melbourne on 4 or 5 Indian students. Immediately Went to the flashback mode....

I spent some quality time in that country definitely. But I too witnessed racism in tiny bits. Be it a bus driver or the Pizza Store at times....'unki satak jaati thi'. Well...all they would do was talk rudely..rude as per Aussie standards. Just because we got used to seeing the politeness and courtesy in abundance there, we could understand that  difference when it happened to us....We meaning my 'Indian Toli'...quite like many other such 'tolis'. But we were no less....ofcourse we didn't have the guts to chance a racist quarrel on our Visa. We loved our traditional ' Maa- ben' gaalis and uttered right there...to the one seeming to offend us. Ahh...what mental satisfaction...!!!
All that those ten-in -hundred racist blokes could do was say ' sorry??' Definitely that was never a statement of apology. It was always the question on their faces.."What did you just say?"

I remeber one incident during the so- called Schoolies season...some bastards managed to throw  a nice big bag of water on me..while they were speeding their way to Southport and I was at the bus stop. I went blank for a moment; I must say I was lucky enough to not get hurt badly...infact I was perfectly fine then. But thanks to those drunk fellas, I never took the bus back from work. It was always the Cabbie; a 10$ fatka every day!! That was much better than risking my life...

I remember friends of my roomie telling me they were robbed once ...things were missing from their place. But the cops loved to put it off and didn't take it up at all. Unfortunately the same guys were robbed again on a different street next time...one of their laptops being snatched!! But again, the cops were just being ' Lazy Aussie'. The guys gave up taking the case further till sometime i guess...

There was another incident where some bloke kinda threw something sharp on the large 'french window' a my place . Something started shuddering and it all crumbled in few minutes. That was one scary day. Luckily my gang was home for some dinner -n- desert. So they helped us out. We thoght it was just the glass...bu my tenth sense tells me..it was somebody who flung something onto our window. Afterall we were on the first floor with a large balcony!

Coming back to today's incident at Melbourne, I think the Aussie Cops better set things right. Warna the day is not far when the Indians will start fighting back in defense! 

Saaley....@#$$&  &*)()*)(  @(&##^#........( Thats all for now. More abuses later!)


April 26, 2009

Your curiosity stinks!


This post is dedicated to all those human beings, the obnoxiously curious creatures of this world, constantly dying for fresh pieces of information. At least their mind is constantly engaged in processing the same and again ruminating over the literal meaning of the pieces. Wow..so much to kill curiosity again! 
Alright, let me be honest here. I cannot tolerate such intrepid fools, who care little about the opinions that others draw of them. My experience of different interactions over the years has helped me identify these disgusting creatures. A few traits so to say...

If you ever come across a person who is not interested in you as such, but finds you interesting..beware, you are a definite prey then. You may be this very-neat-and- well -settled person ( at least as they perceive). so they probably cannot bear the fact that things have been going great for you. They love to scratch out information from you, to evaluate a point-of-ridicule for you. And then keep digging and digging into you...so much so that you end up speaking out a lot as against your initial resistance to do so. 

Secondly, he/she/they is (are) not the usual person(s) you hang out with. Be it in office or in your social setting. Be aware of the situations around you,because these worms thrive in such conditions. Be wary to let out anything important. It usually begins with an innocent smile and a very polite, open ended question such as.." what is your opinion about.." " Don't you wish you had done things differently.."and then you end up giving the conversation a direction. Blame yourself! 

Thirdly, upon having any discussion with this creed, you will somewhere realise their will to be a bigot. At times not obvious enough, but otherwise they can be quite outrageous. Alternatively,their knack of drawing you to put across your opinion and then eventually counter that is indeed a skill. You need to be very sharp to identify this! 

Well the above mentioned traits are quite obvious. However if you still end up spending some " quality" time with these bugs, and if at all you are skillful enough to extract at least a bit of their life story, you realise they are these confused monsters who don't know what good are they here on earth for! Take their careers, they would be wanting to do so many things. Another thing, these are the people who are interested in doing a lot of things in life by the way! Simply put..they seem like the Multi-faceted personality, quite appealing to the audience and equally well savoured by them. 
Going further, these are the same lame creatures who cannot differentiate between gossiping and being curious. As far as I understand, being curious is good. Being obnoxiously curious is bad. But gossiping has a negative interpretation altogether. Quite an analytical tricky conclusion though...( )

All gossipers are curious people.
Some curious people are gossipers.
Intelligent people are curious.
Some gossipers are intelligent.

 To me these are a sadistic troop of souls, typically characterised by insanity and qualify as good for nothing. I am still in the process of understanding what exactly drives these people to be so. Is it the emptiness in their life ,an awkward feeling of being a looser or is it just a pass time?
Whatever it be, I am halfway through the course of understanding these maggots. When I am with people ,I enjoy a good decent conversation, a healthy debate or a cheerful dilemma. I have no place for the 'obnoxious creed' in my list. So my dear super-curious cats..STAY AWAY!


April 23, 2009

You dont even know what I am going through!! (YDEKWIGT)

I was just wondering...how often we say this..." oh c'mon you dont even know what I am going through. so please..."
But how often is it that we try and change the context/tone in which  it is said? 99 out of 100 times we say it when we are in a mess..when life is just shit loads of confusion and chaos. And take it from me, its usually the one who is suffering or perceives his life as a suffering that uses this golden cliche. And to top it further, the dialogue flows from extreme domains of emotional status..( usually Dukhi creature to a content one).
How about trying to reverse this flow? Use this when we are in a happy state of affairs...with friends, when life seems happening, all is going great etc? Alright...Lets just imagine a few situations:-
1. My best friend is having trouble with his girlfriend while I am all sorted and my relationship is going great with my guy. Me telling him ' YDEKWIGT'...just because I am happy will invite answers like " So what", " What do you think I am supposed to do?", " Are you in your senses?
"..etc. Although he is my best friend, me trying to explain him my level of happiness will not work. It would be easier if I said " you know things are great between me and XYZ", " me and XYZ rock as a pair"...but frankly, that seems as a more taunting exclamation of my happiness against his pithy state of affairs!! Can't help it ....

2. Ok..given that the domains are parallel. Suppose I had a great day at work today..same as my other colleague. We go for a cuppa and I tell her (YDEKWIGT)...and she is most likely to go like this.." Honey, is everything okay?"She wouldn't even give me enough space to admit that I've infact had a marvellous day! Imagine if I tell her.." I am getting promoted"..she is sure to ask me what is wrong then. As if this expression only connotes negative feelings!

I dont read anything negative in the line " You dont even know what I am going through". Still, this when uttered forces the listener to reach a different level of understanding. Immediately the listener goes on to a mode of becoming an active-pacifier which is totally unwanted. I guess English language is rich in adjectives and adverbs and you are free to use as many as possible. Trouble is when you dont use any ..like in the statement "YDEKWIGT". Just replace it by saying " You dont know how happy I am", " You dont know how wonderful my day was"...and so on.

I remember one line from a bollywood movie that aptly fits here..' English is a funny language.I can walk English, I can talk English..'

April 22, 2009

I am coloured..

You may use these adjectives to describe this peice I came across on Goog..

Messy, confused, cluttered, random,scribbled, nonsense, disturbed, puzzling, overdone, anonymous, complex, ridiculous, furious, dark, miscellaneous, absurd ..

To me, it's just art..it looks beautiful, it is.
Reflects my mind and my being now....its similar to these blotches...however, beautiful!

April 20, 2009

Slumdog part 2

As the world awaited the release of the much hyped Danny's millionaire, few hoped for a better life ahead. Further, as the Golden Globe came as an obvious-surprise, new hopes were born - in the minds of the million slumdogs, their families and relatives. 
Look at this picture of Rubina and her father...an orninary pic, but says a lot I think. Perfect expressions! ( courtesy Time 'o India)

The most recent reports of 'Rubina-sale' deal whether or not a reality, boggle me. Rafiq ( her father) denies having made any such deal and states that the sting operation was a trap. Rubina is a kid and probably does not realise how big a cash-cow she is for her family! If the allegations turn true, then Danny, I would say you've made a mistake. A mistake of creating hope in the mind of millions, who wish to grow from rags to riches in no time. I am not talking about Jamal wining the quiz and becoming a millionaire here. Its about these young kids you chose for your movie...I would say you hit them (slum dwellers) where it hurt most! If this ain't correct, I dont see a reason why a lady in the slum took her 2 day old child to Parvez (the model coordinator who chose Rubina for the role) so that she could get some money...hopefully big money. Danny, your movie is over, however publicity still on, bucks still pouring in. Your attempt at creating a fund for the benefit of these slum kids, to help them study and showing them a carrot sounds great. I hope you succeed in your attempt. But what are you going to do about their parents?...they want to get rich too!! 
And on the other hand, if papa Rafiq is not doing so on his own...reporters speculate some political twist and the involvement of some political activist in this drama. Whoa...too much at stake..huh? 
Rafiq is probably hinting this to Danny...
Danny Danny
-Yes papa( Rubina's)
Eating money...??
-No papa..
Open your cash box..
-$ $ $!!!

Can somebody from the film fraternity today give an assurance for seeing Rubina and Azhar ( her co-star) as rich and famous, and aboveall...educated, good citizens in future. Some 10 years down the line, Can I read about their progress in any paper? Is somebody taking charge?
Anyway, even the actors of Salaam Mumbai were back to rags after intial glory. There's something in the footpath that's magnetic and magnificient; that brings these people back to where they came from. No attempt to change their lifestyle works well. Forget the movie, take the MMRDA Buildings that were built near Kanjurmarg ( in Mumbai) to move people from Chawls. What happened...these guys sold the flats for a Lakh or so  after a year...and are back on the roads. 
This itself can be a story for Slumdog Part 2. Whatever said and done, If Rubina is destined to, she will make it big. I guess that's what the movie says too...