The Blog Way

Lately, have been too busy and more lazy to post anything here(apart from pictures).. the enthusiasm fades away..and then what you are left with is a blog (and only handful of them to read).. anyways, aftermath results in an intermittent responsibility of owning a blog and updating it(in my case, more for my own sake) this brings me now to a completely altogether different point to contemplate or rather share(caz i have been brooding over it constantly)

SELF.. what is it and how selfish am I or in fact anyone else.

I consider myself to be somewhat like an egotist but the word actually fails to give an exact portrayal of my ideology(but its closest)..for me, its my 'I' that makes me do stuff, to formulate about how and why to be part of things and for that fact i strongly believe that its somewhat the same for all...

being an altruist too is another act to satisfy yourself, to be a part of 'the-greater-good'..for this not being the case it would make us less human..just think over it in this manner - to do some "good" and be indifferent about it !! its like being a robot...but why to feel good for that ?? Because, you know you've done some good to this world.. and that is where the big 'I' comes up.. your 'self'..

and to this i agree being selfish.. in my own terms or rather on my own terms ..

PS - why is it always that what I wrote is a complete mess of what I was thinking..

so, its been long....

Result remains the only remnant of hopes and hardwork.

Sobriety of manners. Lets see, how much it pays back ??

tHEY

Saleem and Ditoo were no more strangers now.As has not been the case since last two years, they spoke to each other for the very first time in last two years.Although, it was an altogether a completely different issue that they both had lived in the very same room since 28 months!!

Its been lonely for both of them, and more interesting(if you can say that) part was that none had seen the outside world since last 28 months.The reclusion had been long enough, more of an exile than intended.

And now, on Monday the 15th of some month,exactly 931 days later, they talked, as if for the very first time in their life.The silent agreement no more held on! Words filling the blank of 28 months, it was the classical moment - one deserved to be taped, but not going to be the case here.Rather, on the name of electronics(okay, its not actually electronics) was a 25 watt light bulb, for a 13.5 by 12.25 room.You can make out the visual structure of their milieu.

Reason hasbeen an absentee for this happening of event.Ofcourse, not everything has to be done for a reason ? And if ever there was any, it was not so much of imperative at this hour of need.

But they still had to realize that they both have been loners for last 28 months.Hermits in their hermitage.

In appearance they were both just the complete mirror image of each other - long shabby beard, dark hair a bit ruffled, none had taken a bath since 28 months.These 8 months has been a pause( || ) to their lives( > ).Nothing much had happened since then.At least nothing significant worth to be remembered.

Yes, there were bits and pieces.

A half-torn old novel,chicken momos, a wall-length mirror, newspaper covered window, that 25 watt light bulb, a dark room and a shut door.Rest was rather not so distinct.But apprehension still lived on.Whether this has been a result of serendipity or not was as yet not known.But, for the first time,they both now knew of each other and ....

"For You, a Thousand Times Over"

"Vintery, mintery, cutery, corn,

Apple seed and apple thorn,

Wire, briar, limber lock

Three geese in a flock

One flew East

One flew West

And one flew over the cuckoo's nest."

ad libitum

This comes so naturally to me - the stupidity of giving an impression of myself that I myself do not and can not believe in.

And best part about is the fact that its unintentional.

Ah.unintentional.the philosophical counter-word for "automatic"..see I told you that relativity prevails. or did I not ? anyways, how does it matter?

And after all this happens to be an extemporaneous write up you see.That means this is first time I am directly typing on notepad rather than getting via paper-and-ink route.So, bear the imbecility.I do.After all, What cant be cured, must be endured..

Another feature from gamut of my "foolery prowess es" is my inability to write a pre-conceived idea.As so happens, this was going to be not a self-critical but rather a something My-best-novel-scenes or a GRE based write up that I must have recounted about a zillion times in my head.ad lib.spontaneity has its own pleasures.

There is one more thing that I would like to confess to myself,here.That I long for readers to this blog.I never thought of that way before I started out but now, it's been a long time and countless efforts (including the failure of orkut updates).Things change for reasons unexplained.A law.Chaos.

List goes on.better to stop than keep scorching till my self-respect gives in.Hell.

PS - why did I even write IT ? answers please..

Wonder Why !

Impromptu!!

Do?Dont.

Great that all is for no-one to be,

A lap of la-la words

to count time in phrases.

Redemption for one & none

You me and we.

Joy to be held, the

wonderful wizard of booze.

Insignia for our times to be,

the nap of a lifetime

That sixty-first second of another death

a painful retrieval of life.

Agony to be set free,

pain about the unknown.

Ofcourse, curiosity killed the cat

Depression DiD the Duck

For all others,

happyness was enough poison..

LeisUre@BreEzeR#TeAser

"Want another shot ?" ; lousyone asked. "Let's wait." replied dumbhead.Pause.

"Sutta?"; he asked again."OK". Lousyone went out in the balcony, dumbhead followed.

Then lego and finally roger.Now all in balcony. With Roger without the puff but the half drunk vodka.Glasses half, puffs nearlyhalf.

It was leisure.total.

Gawking stupidly enough to make them idiots but not so much to call them scoundrels; they all gazed into the nownothingness of the front-bedroom-balcony facing them.With this exact magnitude of stupidness; none of four knew waht was to happen. Vodkas still somewhat left, puffs just less than nearlyhalf.Dumbhead could now feel the aftereffects.Breezer was slowly doing what they expected it to.They stood there for nothing, or something, or anything, or anything ?nobody could ve answered that.Lousyone then lego then roger then dumbhead.

Suddenly someone appeared in the front-bedroom-balcony.She was in green ..Lets save it for afterwards.They suddenly killed the somewhat left cigaretts.She might know Roger's family.This wont be good man.His parents didnt knew about their sleepover plan.

Risky Business !!

But....she looked...turned...walked away.....ooh llalla #@$*

All four watched in awe as that green top denim shorts (and by shorts I mean really short) walked away. Why was GOD so kind to them that night ? they still dont know> esf yjod yjr mohjy @@ shit !! my keyboards gone crack or what? wow : seems good know>>>pj gigl>>

damm

ok so she walked away_four still very still_they saw the mangoes twitching in an undefined perfection_they were stupified_more precisely- stoned_ lousyone was the first one to sense and decode that it could be signal of somekind_"common man you saw how she looked at us " : he said_they all refused to accept what they wished to agree_she cAme again_ she looked---turned--walked away--ooh llalla.

Frequency of the front-bedroom-balcony visits increased.The fridge became a good accessory of bends. show was on for them. she would try to find something under the bed and they would rise from that amazing view. it was all explicit. teaser was at its best. stretch out for nothing.and then would disappear for that moment to let them grasp the content of that anecdote.

lousyone suggested we..oops..they talk.how? they asked." lego"- he replied.

after one failed attempt lego made the move.dumbhead and roger watched through the grills.Apparently, it was a part of plan that only two talk.If application would ve been accepted, i still dont know how would they have done the maths then (if u know what i mean).

lego ,the master, was as glib as always.teaser was not as good with the words as with the mangoes.and lousyone - well - he sucked.

at three in the morning what-was-to-be-shown-was-seen.words seemed stupid and dumbhead somehow knew it was the end.the last desperate measure sunk when she didnt call back on the no. they threw in her balcony ( although lego claims that he now receives msgs from unknown no. !!) (and roger says he saw her again next night!!)

Finally on roof-top garden, the last one of signature-on-the-rocks went down the hill.

at five , early morning sun greeting them good morning, perfect whether, the daybreak seemed to ask them - "tharki sallon ... ab to haramknori band karo " .. dumbhead laughed as he heard that in his head...breezer was gone...he knew now as he could listen to all those crappy voices in his head again....it was not good morning..it was ...I dont know what it was... i slept like fag....

PS - jargons excused! theyfour would know

Hi Guys !!Well to be very frank, I am not sure there are a lot many people reading it(thanks to my poor blog-advertising!). Anyways for all those unlucky fellows who have no better option than to be here, on my blog -- I missed you a lot.(I am sure now theres no one). So, Hi No-one. ;) OK so heres the thing... Just recently I watched LAGAAN - good movie though.And here I am writing its sequel........or......not exactly. Well, lets suppose that LAGAAN was real, for once.I mean, what if all that would have happened for real, what were to be the real life consequences.. Heres my theory... What if - part<2.0>..!! Champaner (the village ) won the game.Firangis have gone.No lagaan for next three years. But Our Hero - who?. BHUVAN. What about him ? Oh him. Yeah. Him. What about him ? OK he made a century, won the game for us. So what, he gets the heroine, they live in their village happily, doing farming and stuff and have kids and - Oh please, shut up...Come on man, v r talkin abt real life possibilities here... Heres what happens ;) Impressed by his performance ! (in cricket, silly) . Lankashire calls him to play county cricket !! He s now a BRITISH citizen and becomes their cricket star - kinda like Bekhem in football now. Hes a dude - has BMWs, making pounds of pounds...doing full to aish with memme ( i mean gori memme - abe dhakkan - angreji babes). In the meanwhile, back in India all other provinces have seen LAGAAN (thanks to moser-baer) and start playing matches with East India Company !! :o !! As cricket comes so naturally to us ...We ofcourse win and finaly INDIA gets independent !! :o !! (A lot earlier to 1947)...Thanks to cricket ! So with all this extra time(as compared to 1947) and our enormous popullation-I mean potential.We become the most developed country of the world.The super-power type!! :o !! And like a super-power, we actually dont have anything really meaningful to do. So a little out of frustration and a lot out of boredome...we attack and capture GREAT BRITAIN!! :o !! Badla!Tan tadaaaaaaan...(srry, bekaar sound effect). Anyways, intresting part is that they cant even free themselves..We've already beaten them in cricket.YOOHOO (cant use the real word,its under copyright) So - YOOHOO !! Fast forward>>>>Now in twenty first century, we are still the super-power and thanks to us that we captured ENGLAND , America has not been discovered ( and we are too lousy for all that discovering stuff n all ).That means those Mayans are still going balls-over-heads behind that hero from 'apocalypto'. Bechara, woh toh english bhi nahi bol sakta... So, coming to what are the present scenarios of world with INDIA being in control, the ...................................... Srry guys my sponsors wont give more spac........ok ok ...bye PS - to be continued ..... ; ) heres the - what if..!! { http://erudite-prodigy.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-if.html }

the BIGOTRY of CREDENCE

what we actually tend to think about norms usually decide the realms of our philosophy.Does a pragmatic ideology more convincing than an aesthetic abstraction still remains a question not to be answered but to ponder on.And its so because many times our capricious tendencies fail to agree with  happenings because we are yet not prepared to indulge into those arcane philosophies.

But at other, completely opposite frame of realities these paranormal or say unexplained sciences provide a source to let us place our Creed into the very basic of human believes ; that in itself is one of the very reasons that we can give logic to things around us.

                                                            

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"If you want my advice Peter," he said at last,"you have made a mistake already. By asking anyone.Never ask people.Not about your work.Don't you know what you want? How can you stand it , not to know ?"

                                                                       - The Fountainhead

]

MIND F@#K YAAR !!!

kaisa tera jalwa, kaisa tera pyaar...

pura ka poora, mind f@#k yaar...

well, thats the new adult version(heres download link -

http://passionforcinema.com/wp-content/uploads/audio/devd/devdxrated.mp3)

of 'emosonal atyachar' from DEV D

......have u seen it ?

yes -- well done.....no -- go for it, now...u can read the rest later on....go now..hurrrryyyyy

I dont have to declare any more that I am anuraag kashyap(hes the indian christopher nolan) smitten at this particular point of time...reason -- I saw DEV D and cause - I did see 'BLACK FRIDAY' and 'NO SMOKING(!!)'....

I will try not to provide any contents of adulation towards Mr. Kashyap in my talks but he deserves certain credits for his exceptional work towards cinema as an art.

For my writing on topic like this..it would have been sincere insincerity towards my love of movies had I any more delayed this subject..moreover other subjects would have been way out of line or rather boring to my limited readers(if there are any - but I can certainly count on Jatin! thanx brother...)

So ...movies....

speaking of them...they are a BIG BIG source of almost every kind of information today and more importantly it no longer just entertainment......modern day cinema has evolved to an extent where movies have become an experience...In this context DEV D turns out to be cinematographic brilliance...and best part is - its an indian product..

more obvious reason being its practical approach to a what was as yet depicted superficial theme ( guy going gaga over girl....grrrr). you will definitely relate to a abhay deol drinking down a Smirnoff vodka over a dhoti wala SRK drinking some color drink in some green batli at some fancy place....moreover - direction..screenplay..acting..cinematography -- all brilliant..

same goes for other anuraag kashyap movies (including NO SMOKING - although I couldnt understand it)...

there have been other equally remarkable works in recent years and I do have the same appreciation for them too ...

talking about angreji pikchar walas - the hollywood i mean, I just dont understand how they make so much of so good movies at such a frequency.....ok guys times up..gharwalle gaalliyan de rahe hain...."sara din computer par laga rahta hai..akal dhele bhar ki bhi nahi hai mue ko...chal bhindi lekar aa......."....srry for that...typed what i heard....gtg

Still kudos AK for DD...and for guys...watch ' GULAAL' on 13th march ..next AK direction..

"abhi tak nahi utha.."

bYe

spooky...

spooky...
Originally uploaded by lovneeshrana

loSt + fouNd

well, that says all about my current state and is ironically name of a very irritatingly important folder on my ubuntu---- n thats the one that did it all - ubuntu. pretty name huh - ubuntu. so what, i am a bit baffled and all crappy and just a little ( not exactly, rather blown out ) mad at myself for IT -->> the ubuntu... it all happened when i thought of removing my xp and replacing ubuntu....and then its all chaos....na.....cyber chaos.....that sounds techy. so where was me```cyber techy```ya..now my pc is all dumb````all data gone...everything and thats from where the term 'lost' comes.... but in all this shitty process of loosing my valuable collection of everything..i found something..shockingly that is ubuntu....its simply great...more if your xp installation is more older than sir gates himself or viruses have a 'CTBT' policy signed with your system 32..thats somethin like... virus will attack n hang the system every 32 minute of the login time and xp do all it can to make things look safe to you although back there in its registers ; trojan horse is 'kickning the digital shit' out of your super {secure} windows. n this ubuntu is simply mind 'BLASTTING'.no viruses..no antiviruses no crap.... simple and yet too good for nearly everything....n its here that we get the term - 'found'....

ironically thers this mysterious folder in ubuntu that goes by this name n untill now i hoped it might have some of my previous data..but it dont..as i know now...so it all adds up to just this -- "lost+found" all said and done... moral of the story -- try ubuntu if u are bored and exhausted with xp --- but just keep backup ( i didnt ) and so you dont get to write a post like this... PS : check out my new photographic venture along with shrawan here - http://shrawanzadoo.blogspot.com/ camera >> sony H-10..shutter speed and size do some really cool stuff together.. adios!!

what iF.. !!

well well well..... its a critical time out there....financially...politically....socially and every other '-ally-' kinda stuff. theres a lot of tension going on between India and Pakistan .... so heres my take on the situation ... but ..... its a bit hypothetical .... i mean, its a look into the future... what if ... !!

" During the Cold War, if USA launched a nuke-loaded missile, Soviet satellites would inform the Soviet army in 3 seconds and in less than 5 seconds Soviet counter-missiles would be on their way. This was their scenario................. But if there is a nuclear war between India and Pakistan . The Pakistan army decides to launch a nuke-missile towards India . They don't need any permission from their government,and promptly order the countdowns. Indian technology is highly advanced. In less than 8 seconds, Indian army detects the Pak Countdown and decides to launch a missile in retribution. But... they need permission from the Government of India. They submit their request to the Indian President. The President forwards it to the Cabinet. The Prime Minister calls an emergency Lok Sabha session. The LS meets, but due to several walkouts and severe protests by the opposition, it gets adjourned and adjourned indefinitely. The President asks for a quick decision. In the mean time,........ the Pak missile failed to take off due to technical failure. Their attempts for a relaunch are still on. Just then the Indian ruling party is reduced to a minority because a party that was giving outside support withdraws it. The President asks the PM to prove his majority within a week. As the ruling party fails to win the confidence vote, a caretaker government is installed. The caretaker PM decides to permit the armed forces to launch a nuclear missile. But the Election Commission says that a caretaker government can not take such a decision because elections are at hand. A Public Interest Litigation is filed in the Supreme Court alleging misuse of power by the Election Commission. The Supreme Court comes to the rescue of the PM, and says the acting PM is authorized to take this decision in view of the emergency facing the nation. Just then.... one of the Pak missiles successfully took off, but it fell 367 miles away from the target, on its own government building at 11.00AM . Fortunately there were no casualties as no employee had reached the office that early. In any case, the nuclear core of the missile had detached somewhere in flight. The Pakistan army is now trying to get better technologies from China and USA . The Indian Government, taking no chances, decides to launch a nuclear missile of its own, after convening an all-party meeting. This time all the parties agree. Its three months since the army had sought permission. But as preparations begin, "pro-humanity", "anti-nuclear" activists come out against the Government's decision. Human chains are formed and Rasta rokos organised. In California and Washington endless e-mails are sent to Indians condemning the government and mentioning "Please forward it to as many Indians as possible". On the Pakistan side, the missiles kept malfunctioning. Some missiles deviate from target due to technical failures or high-speed wind blowing over Rajasthan. Many of them land in the Indian Ocean killing some fishes. A missile (smuggled from USA ) is pressed into service. Since the Pakistan army is unable to understand its software, it hits its original destination:Russia . Russia successfully intercepts the missile and in retaliation launches a nuclear missile towards Islamabad . The missile hits the target and creates havoc. Pakistan cries for help. India expresses deep regrets for what has happened and sends in a million dollars worth of Parle-G biscuits. Thus India never gets to launch the missile. Pakistan never gets it right. And we live happily ever after..."

hApPy NeW YeaR

hey guys ...happy new year...cheers 2009 just had the best new year.... thanks varun and harman......love you guys...... feeling a bit dizzy now.... gtg mates.....buy...... savvy........!!!!!!!!!