Sunday, May 25, 2008

isn't she beautiful !!

And nothing is ever as you want to be

You lose your love for her and then
It is her who is lost,
And then it is both who are lost,
And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.In a very ordinary world
A most extraordinary pain mingles with the small routines,
The loss seems huge and yet
Nothing can be pinned down or fully explained.You are afraid.
If you found the perfect love
It would scald your hands,
Rip the skin from your nerves,
Cause havoc with a computed heart.You lose your love for her and then it is her who is lost.
You tried not to hurt and yet
Everything you touched became a wound.
You tried to mend what cannot be mended,
You tried, neither foolish nor clumsy,
To rescue what cannot be rescued.You failed,
And now she is elsewhere
And her night and your night
Are both utterly drained.How easy it would be
If love could be brought home like a lost kitten
Or gathered in like strawberries,
How lovely it would be;
But nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.

-- Brian Pattens


Thursday, May 22, 2008

Moments

Time: 4:45 AM
Place: M.G. Road Indore

After a long day, I decided to ease off, And what could be the best way to loose the neurons than a long drive in the wee hours. I cranked up my bike and headed to the busiest road in my town which is very calm at this hour, No Pollution, cool early morning breeze, It was heavenly. the speedometer is reading 110. That kind of speed does something to you. you are not driving anymore, flying is the word. you forget that its a city road and the speed limit is 40. Everything is blurred out of vision except the black strip in front. So Calm, so serene and peaceful. The handle bar, gear peddle and the accelerator are not mechanical anymore, The Bike is an extension of you. The musical rhythm of the four stroke engine eliminates any other noise........ Noise from outside........ Noise from Inside. And if at all you are thinking then your only wish would be that this moment shall never pass.
Right now is one such moment. something caught my attention...... few meters down the Road is a square and the road divider with 3 feet hight is ending at that point, A cycle is appearing from its edge, 1 rider 2 pillions. very slow ... very balanced and totally unaware of me. in a moment I will hit them @ 110 and then I will slide for 100 meters and I wont be able to notice what happened to them. Turning the handle is not an option If I try it I ll be flat and it ll be full on collision, can I slow down??? No too late for that even jamming the wheels wont make any difference now. I will hit the middle and that will be the worst . I can feel each rotation of the wheel.... inching towards a deadly collision. they noticed the honk and turning their heads towards the source. I am looking at those men and the Fear in those 3 pairs of eyes and they are looking at the object of the Fear. My heart jumped to my mouth and then sunk deep down somewhere, The body perspired I feel hot, the next moment it evaporated and I am colder. I can feel raised hair at the back of my neck. and then the sensation gone.... I am awake.... all awake ..... and I can do nothing to avoid this collision........ I am watching them and they are watching me.Ohhhh god I am going to kill these men........... Its all black....... or......... blank

And we passed each other without touching, without hurting. a slight deflection of the handle bar helped.

Every moment is like a minuscule eternity, and this sure was one.


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its funny enough ;)

Monday, May 19, 2008

Kaifiyat



suna karo meri jaan inse unse afasane
sab ajanabi hain yahaa kaun kis ko pahachane

yahan se jald guzar jao qafile walon
hain meri pyas ke phoonke hue ye virane

meri junun-e-parastish se tang aa gaye log
suna hai band kiye ja rahe hain but-khane

jahan se pichhale pahar koi tashnaa-kaam utha
vahin pe tode hain yaaron ne aaj paimaane

bahaar aaye to mera salam keh dena
mujhe to aaj talab kar liya hai sehara ne

siva hai huqm ki "Kaifi" ko sang-saar karo
masiha baithe hain chhup ke kahaan khuda jane

Friday, May 16, 2008

That Beauty in the Green

I was reading an article on branding and the writer provided an interesting example about the ultimate success of an Ad campaign. When Captain Vikram Batra conquered his final frontier and celebrated it the battle cry "Ye Dil Mange More". I am not a marketing student so I not going to discuss details of Brand image, but i just want to tell you my favorite drink. My first cold drink was "Citra" a lemon flavored drink which was available easily in every nook and corner of the country in early 90s. Today I dont remember its taste but what I remember is the beautiful green bottle of it. Citra was a coca-cola product (I am not sure though), but somehow it did not make business sense for them to continue this product in India. Then I tried Thumsup but I dint like it (reasons unknown). Then one fine day i saw the ad of Canada Dry; a Siberian tiger was running on a snow covered barren land searching something to quench his thirst and then he found a beautiful green bottle, a satisfied sigh of relief and in BIG BOLD letters Canada Dry written across the screen... man I gotta taste this drink. So I rushed to the nearest restaurant for the same but he dint had the stock, the name was alien to him. After searching a lot of vendors I found it in a store it was nice, but kind of strong for me, but anyway I preferred it over other "Soft" drinks. Then after some time this too became unavailable in Indian markets .
I need to find something else, I tried Coke, Pepsi Thumsup and not to mention Maja, Mirinda ( this one I liked after that Ad of Amitabh "Wo khaki ki wardi Wo Chiththi ka thaila, Do hi hafton me banegi wo laila postman ki mrs.... ") but something dint clicked and my search continued. then one fine day I found "Fido" and 7-up became my favorite drink.
The change of millenium brought new changes everywhere and it also brought some more green bottles in the country and now I got the "Mounain DEW". Even they make really ham ads but I like this semi opaque green liquid. But so far my favorite drink is "Sprite" the real Green Bubbly Beauty.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

All I ever Need

Here I am
Broken wings
Quiet thoughts
Unspoken dreams
Here I am
Alone again
And I need her now
To hold my hand

Its the way she makes me feel
Its the only thing thats real
Its the way she understands
Shes my lover, shes my friend
And when I look into her eyes
Its the way I feel inside
Like the man I want to be
Shes all Ill ever need

So much time
So much pain(but)
Theres one thing
That still remains (its the)
The way she cared
The love we shared
And through it all
Shes always been there

Shes all, shes all I ever had
In a world so cold, so empty
Shes all, shes all I ever had

Its the way she makes me feel
Its the only thing thats real
Its the way she understands
Shes my lover, shes my friend
And when I look into her eyes
Its the way I feel inside
Like the man I want to be
Shes all Ill ever need

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Singer: Ricky Martin
Album: Ricky martin
Lyrics: Jon Secada, Robi Rosa and George Noriega

Monday, May 12, 2008

Kkricket, KaramYudhdha, Rakhi Sawant and Bang Bang

Subhash Chandra announced the launch of a new avatar of the cricket "Indian Cricket League" when he was cheated for the TV rights of the game for his channel Zee TV. The Biggest Hero of Indian Cricket "Kapil Dev" was roped in and according to the paperwork ICL was said to be the richest cricket league in the world.

SRK "The Intelligent Risk Taker" saw a tremendous opportunity in IPL and invested his hard earned money to buy a team studded with stars and then did what he does best, the "Kolkata knight Riders" are SRKed completely.

They say History repeats itself. In late 70s Kerry Pecker bidded for the TV rights of the game, but despite being the highest bidder the rights were given to ABC and pecker decided to create the content for himself and thus One day Cricket got its commercial birth.

BCCI wasnt amused with the idea of someone breaching its territory. so they flexed their money muscles against it and ICL became a show without an audience.

A leading News channel planned a special show with Rakhi Sawant Rate_the_IPL_Teams with four seasoned anchors interviewing her. "TO Rakhi ji aap ki favourite team kaun si hai ". Rakhi thinking audibly for a while and announcing the Judgement "Bangalore kyonki wo Mallya ji ki team hai na aur Mallya ji kitne COOL hain {blushing..} ".

Even ICL was a flop show but BCCI realized the potential of Bollywoodised Cricket so they planned their own version, the Indian Premier League and floodgates of corporate money were opened to it. only the TV rights were sold for a record billion $ plus amount. BCCI just unearthed a gold mine and ICL unknowingly handed over the treasure map to its rival.

"To Rakhi Ji aapki dusare number par kaun aata hai" blurted the second anchor, Rakhi Sawant rubbing her points slate, writing 9 on it and showinng it to the Camera "Shahrukh ki team, I love Shahrukh kitna achcha dance kiya hai unhone video me and unki dress kitni achchi hai unhi ki team ka chance hai 2sre number par aane ke" {more blushing}.

On the opening Day itself Brandon mccullum launched the blitzkrieg, BCCI and its Franchise cudnt ask for more, almost every match saw the birth of a new star. the local talent got the much needed exposure and they made the most of it. The fresh Indian blood showed that they can compete with the likes of Mcgraws, Warnes and Pontings.

Some carpetbaggers also joined the bandwagon, they targeted whatever they could they point their fingers to, and poor cheerleaders became the target this time. TV channels got the masala for 24x7 shows and this phenomenon also breaded some So called cricket experts like this fellow Rajindar Amarnath I guess some distant cousins of him played cricket sometime or may be just sharing the famous surname made him an expert.

Some big names also failed miserably in the game, Rahul Dravid after a loosing streak commented that he selected a the perfect "Test Team".

"So Rakhi ji delhi ki team k bare me aapka kya khayal hai" Rakhi Sawant trying to figure out something about Delhi team and then writes 5 on her slate and showing it the camera : " Delhi team k video me Akshay Kumar hai na, mujhe unka video pasand nahi aaya poore scene me to unhone helmet pahna hua hai chehra dikhta hi nahi hai aur wo cricket khel rahe hai are tum naach bhi loge adventure bhi kar loge cricket bhi khel loge to cricketer kya karenge sorry Akshay tumhari team ko 5"

Yeah and when Srisanth cried at the end of that match I thought that he got sentimental after their first win, but IPL has got more surprises in its bag than one can expect.

Calvin and Hobbes


Luv u mom :)

25 Borrowed Pearls

  • Anticipation is often better than the real thing.
  • Lying on the green grass of an empty field makes you feel so good.
  • Most of the things you worry about never happen.
  • No one has a clue about what a stock market is going to do.
  • When you get your room the way you like it, mom makes you clean it up.
  • More creative you are more things you notice.
  • A person is only as good as his or her words.
  • Life challanges us with the fact that everything can be done better.
  • People who wear Micky Mouse watches are usually creative and fun to be with.
  • No matter how thin u slice it there are always 2 side.
  • Silent company is often more healing than words of advice.
  • Nothing really Bad happens when u remove those little "Do Not remove" tags.
  • If you care it shows.
  • Never go to bad with an argument unsettled.
  • A mule dressed in a tuxedo is still a mule.
  • No matter how glamorous a job seems at first, after six months its just another job.
  • U cant tell how far a frog can jump just by looking at him.
  • Its lot easier to react than it is to think.
  • If you laugh and drink soda at the same time it will come out of your nose.
  • Its never too late to heal an enjured relationship.
  • The trip is often more fun than the destination.
  • Kids need hugs more than they need things
  • Everyone is attractive when they smile.
  • It pays to believe in miracles.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

L.O.V.E.


I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.