Universal Youngistaan

Eyes ! the most expressive ones ...

2011-12-31T09:31:00.000-08:00

Its 31st december 2011 , I was invited on lunch by a friend .He is from 'iit mumbai' and was in 'indore' , his hometown in holidays . The time was of 12:30 pm. The turn of events was not appropriate and I eventually left home at 12:15 . It takes 1 hour approx to cover the distance . As I was late I could not accompany my friends . I got on to a bus and then a tata magic . In tata magic there was a girl sitting opposite to me . She had her face covered with scarf with only eyes visible . Those brown eyes were big and expressive . I happened to be captivated at first sight when she looked into my eyes I looked away . I felt like I should know more about her , what's those eyes trying to say , what's behind that scarf . I felt a little poetic also thought about any possible way to compliment her but didn't come up with anything .In the 8 minute journey there were times when she looked at me (not at all exaggerating ) . It was conspicuous even other girls sitting next to her noticed , they looked at us in intervals . For me those 8 minutes were both long and short at the same time , as I was in a jiffy to reach the venue and wanted to admire her eyes too. Couple of times the conductor cracked jokes hanging on the door of the vehicle , she smiled looking at me . We got off at the same stop . Like a gentlemen I let her leave before me , I was on phone taking directions to the venue from my friend , as soon as I ended the call she disappeared . I wish I could have at least seen her face . But the very fact that I got to adore her eyes gives me a soothing feeling .

A docs encounter with a hard ass driver

2011-06-26T07:53:00.000-07:00

Many months have passed to this incident but it hasn't faded in my memory. To begin with , I usually have to commute by bus but that very day I got a taxi (indica) which was going from Indore to Dewas . At the last bus stop (raddison square) , joined in a doctor(doc) . We were 6 including the driver (Mr. D).

Mr. D ferociously sped the car and that was the inception of the conversation between the Doc & Mr.D . Doc started first by saying " Driver saab keep it slow and steady i am a doctor and i have seen many accident patients , they live a miserable life. I always pray to god save me from accidents or if it has to be than i should die rather living a piteous life " . Now that the brakes were applied and car motioned well around 60 Mr. D agreed to Doc ; 'accidents are hell lot of trouble' said Mr.D 'last week i saw a tavera hitting a bullock cart throwing it 30 metres away , the car turned 3 rounds and there were no casualties alive to be taken to hospital , all died , i witnessed it and couldn't manage to sleep that very night'. The Doc also narrated an accident of a boy in a motorbike- truck mishap at Saver road whose head was in the helmet when the doctor stopped to see him at the site . Now as there was no stopping the duo to chat about the topic , they continued others listened .

But there was so much to come in the conversation , as we reached kshipra Doc volunteered his advice of leaving the taxi driving job behind and starting to be in something else which is more safer , to mr.d. That was enough to trigger the man behind the cigratte smoking , tobacco chewing driver , to refute the docs claim and teach him a lesson he might not dare to forget ." Look , i am not driving the car to have an accident" said Mr.d "as long as i am sane i won't willingly end up in a mishap , driving is my life , i once drove for 21 hours without sleep i cant think of leaving driving ".

"But everytime you are out there driving there is a risk that you might be in a fortuity which is a cause of someone else's action and not yours "the doc presented the argument . "What u say doc sahib is right ,one of my kith was excreting at the road side on bhopal road it was 6 in the morning and a truck unfortunately tumbled over him and he was declared dead on the spot " said Mr .d but this was not everything he was going for the kill , i had smelled it . "I shall give you an analogy , suppose Mr. doc i stop the car you open the gate to move out and suddenly a vehicle coming from the back hits you , what in hells name will you term this -i don't wish ill to you but only for the sake of argument - doc ". The Doc looked outside the window of the car thinking for a moment and said "you are right Mr. D anything can happen, no job is too risky , it depends on chances anything can turn evil or disastrous" . Now we were in the outskirts of Dewas the traffic increased and as the car overtook other cars more frequently , the arrogant looking driver (Mr.d) started respecting the doctor and slowly steered the conversation towards life . " Look , doc i respect you as what you do is very worthy of gratitude ,you serve humans , for becoming a doctor you gave up most of your youth to studies , you listened to elders ,teachers and followed ethics , morals and lot more. For me being a driver i sought the easier path to this life , i pelted stone on my teacher when he hit me , i was in 5 Th standard , after that i dropped out of the school . This is how i became a driver it deserves the risk after all it was easier to become one but its difficult and risky to persevere as a driver.

"You are right Mr .d but my profession has become more corrupt nowadays these are not the old days where doctors only served humans , these days they are more after the money than the life of patients " affirmed the doc. See , i tell you the truth of money " started Mr.D sounding like a saint to me " in today's world if one manages to be away from court , hospital and police station , one in oneself is a millionaire". As we came into the city the speed of the car descended and Mr . D gave his final insights about life and his own importance he said "three professions are very crucial , critical and can make or destroy many lives one is of doctor , a judge and a driver , there one wrong decision can break many souls ; i am one of them ". He smiled after that one , as i got out of the car i gave him 20 bucks , he smiled at me then squirted tobacco on the road and raced up the car ahead .

As i came across another driver , i found the same paradigm in them , they are interesting , distinct , cool tempered in adversities and manage to be illicit and legitimate , honest and corrupt ,all at the same time .

Regards

SRG

The journey through change....

2011-04-25T10:07:00.001-07:00

Modern times have changed my life .Primitively , there used to be respect & harmony
for me . But nowadays , they have diminished . Touches are not soft anymore
but are ruthless beatings .

There was a time when I was respected , from my young days to old . I was down to
ground usually . I yearn for the tenderness of that time . Why do things change , I
wonder.
Alas ! What has been done can not be undone .Now there are more number of eyes on
me than ever before . If there had been a rating system which included me I would have
made Sharukh ask me for space in most focused charts.

Cameras role to capture my every movement & cameraman gets paid for getting me pictured.
I am no less than a celebrity . I can make and break millions of hearts .

When on a days work , extreme care is taken of me . I am rubbed , smoothened even kissed.
On odd days i might face disgrace but still there are opposition supporters who
adore me . I always keep a balance in appeasing people . I am not biased .

The arial route has been my daily extravagant adventure this summer .
I get hit hard but its worth when the millions of gleaming eyes look at me .
Ready to do anything for you , my spectators .
Yours Cricket Ball
Truly yours ........
The journey of a cricket ball from tests to T20 through ODI's.

Regards
SRG

P.s.

The IPL fever and T20's barbaric treatment of balls/bowlers
instigated me .Hope u liked it .

My heartly thanks to all the corrupt people in 'INDIA':

2010-08-06T08:04:00.000-07:00

I might be the first person to thank corrupt Indian citizens . I really would like to express my
gratitude towards them . Had there be no corruption , I would have been sitting here single .

It was the rainy season 2 years back from now ; I was walking on the sidewalk of the road , it was a kind of climbing a small ridge if you could get through the road without getting dirty your outfit in rainy season. I walked jumping and carefully cleared about half the way I had to go . Let me tell you about the road it was under construction for 3 years , had to be broader then the older one , & intended for a long life due to concrete . 5 months after the inaugural it gave births to its off springs , yeah it had
potholes providing a bumpy ride over the road .

I was walking , suddenly a girl got her Activa bumped near me splashing muddy water over my jeans , just above my knee. I looked at her ; she said 'sorry' ; that would not have been enough for me if there was anybody else instead of her . But this time I didn't care about what had been done to my branded jeans ; but I was lost in the moment she turned to me and said 'sorry' with an awful expression on her face . She went ahead of me and turned back once again to look at me . I was left stunned by her looks , I think , I just can't describe it . I didn't sleep all night , damned myself that I didn't notice the vehicle number . But what I could have done if I noticed it , anyways.

It was about a week plus from the pragmatic incident , I went to the lake side of the city , by my bike ; there was patch work going on the road and a bus made a traffic jam there . I was stucked in it , suddenly I saw the same girl riding Activa beside me . I then followed her , she hadn't seen me , she went to a couple of shops and then to her home . It was around 3 kms away from my home. My cell phone ranged when i stood behind a parked car near her home , that was my mom. Oops i had to pick her from the School she teaches in .

Thanks to corrupt road builders in the country , once again .If there wouldn't have been that patch work i might not have seen her & then her home .
For over a month I used to roam near her home for a glimpse of her, I came to know her name 'Palak'. I was back to college after the semester break , and felt glad of having juniors as I was then in II year. Palak went on to be my branch junior , I was eager to rag her actually to talk to her .
I was walking down to the lobby in the college , all of a sudden I heard a voice saying "Aarav sir". I turned back responding to the voice which made me think of Palak and was amazed finding 'Palak' there . I was glad at that time {even more than passing in the exams :)}.We became friends first of all , she knew my feelings and I could guess hers but i always doubted myself .
That is how I met the one I love . Thanks to the corrupt builders and politicians. I thank them all to help me meet my destiny .

~~ AARAV

P.S. - Fiction it is .
regards 'SRG'

2010-02-24T23:48:00.000-08:00

24Th Feb 2010
It was the day of rail budget in the Indian Parliament . Rail minister Mamta Banerjee giving frivolous
importance to West Bengal and many more issues in it . All the prime time news were ready to talk about the
budget , its pros & cons . But there was a man who made the news change . The very master of the game Sachin
Ramesh Tendulkar . At 6 :15 pm IST he made 200 not out in Gwalior against South Africa . In a country of millions
who could single handedly have changed the topic of the prime time news of 9. That's the quality of a man who
has served the nation for 2 decades .From the time Sachin had made the marvellous , blistering ,first time ever
knock he was on the news . In this generation of Internet a google search on Sachin Tendulkar leads to
5,610,000 results in 0.17 seconds . That's the impression of a man who is referred as the God of cricket.
Born on 24 April 1973 (age 36) , he played for Bombay at the age of 15 & scored his first 100 against Gujarat.
He played his first test match aged 16 against Pakistan inn 1989. The man himself has seen all the ups & downs
in his long career . But every time he was criticised he bounced back to reply .
Aged 36 , he is expected to be tired of playing but what makes a man do the same thing for a long period
of 20 years , he answers it with the passion and the love he has always had for the game . He made 200* without
a runner , running 82 runs for himself (25 fours & 3 sixes) . That showed how fit he is at the age of 36 &
after achieving almost every milestone & defining many new ones. He is the man of dignity, he isn't arrogant , very friendly and modest . He made every Indian proud & i wish he continues to do that. Kudos to him .

In Search Of Heaven..

2009-11-28T03:24:00.000-08:00

Since my childhood ,I have often heard stories from my grandma , about the good deeds and the karma that lead us to the path of Heaven in the afterlife. I was satisfied with this till I was a child. But what made the fact quite amusing for me as I grew up, is whether Heaven actually exists ?I don't know even if I'll be able to obtain a satisfying answer to my question ever in my life that can pacify my curiosity.In my point of view(it does matter to me anyway!),I think Heaven does exist ,and on this earth . Every individual can make his/her life heavenly. There are instances from my own life which bestow me with a heavenly feeling..like being of the person I love the most so close to me and getting all the love, or succeeding in something which I really desire..or be it ..just a feeling of that inescapable joy of being a naive mother in future years...It makes me feel that I am on the cloud nine. I am imbibed with a feeling that I am the happiest person on this earth .Summarizing the preceding lines- I feel heavenly :)Well, this is quite obvious . However ,not to neglect, there are instances which make us feel that our life is more of a living hell.

Definitely, you cannot avoid the mishaps but certainly mitigate the suffering :)

Not only this ,I feel it very apt to believe that heaven lies in the hearts of those who believe in good Karma and actually implement it .The power lies within the individual to adumbrate the thought to himself that Heaven 'll definitely hold a niche in his life if he follows the above.(Am I being very philosophical ?Well,Yes!)

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after We pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses;
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes Within a dream.

It is worthwhile to live as the whole world is crammed with Heaven .Every common bush ,every common individual afire with God.Have a broader perspective and there you realize the meaning of heaven..

The search is over .Feel good. Feel heavenly.
*peace*

Understanding the "within us.."

2009-11-19T22:12:00.000-08:00

Who are we?the mortals who commit mistakes,understand,accept our faults and then correct our mistakes?(..which are even blunders..)But does this thing always happen with each and every individual?I don't think each and every individual has the power to analyse what he has done..There are a few who do not even think before they leap and later repent for it.Unfortunately,I am the one who belong to this category of individuals(*sigh*)Does life give a second chance always ?Well yes,it does..but many of us are too ignorant to even look for it .When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which 's open for us.The ocassion piles up with difficulty..and we become helpless..:(we weep , our heart cries out in pain..We find ourselves drowning in the vortex of gloom..Sometimes it is too much for us that ,one even puts his own life at risk due to the immense depression that burdens our heart.
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But then,a natural process starts up within..just without realizing it..suddenly a little voice emerges from within..to rise up with the difficulty..it is God within us that wants us to stand up for our own blunders,to correct them and move forward..We must listen to this meek voice within and shut down all the clutter and the noise of the world ..If we follow to it,we find that the feeble and the gloomy individual within us is becoming stronger and is gradually rising up.We try to improve ourself at the start of each new day; of course, we achieve quite a lot in the course of time through introspecting and taking a vow to not to repeat those blunders again.We start realizing that life has a whole new meaning for us ..we start to live again ,have a stronger conscience and respect life..
It is we who make our our life complex..Since it is our life,we are solely responsible for how it has been and how it will be in the future years .No one else has a share in it ...

My friends ,what I have learnt till now is to behold and act in a positive way:)

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL

^_^
Cheers :)

This Festive Season

2009-10-21T08:47:00.000-07:00

When I was born , I didn't know who my mother was ? I could only see my look alikes. I guessed, the world is all the same , resembling . I think I came out of an industry , to my knowledge till date . I never grew any tall all my life , same was the case with my relatives.But I was taller than many of us . I learned speaking when I was at a shop , with my cousins ,aunts , uncles , grandpa etc & the most vivid guy the shopkeeper himself. He took care of all of us , he was a good old man with a good smiling face & a moustache. I loved the way he conversed. People came & took away my relatives in place of money.
I was eager to get out of shop to see the outer world . I had a 93 days long stay at the shop until a kid with his mom came to buy me & my brothers. Once again I was in a poly bag , the world looked green to me , unless I came out of the poly bag to get that the color of polythene was green. I was with my cousins , enjoyed there company . The house was well furnished & clean . I looked to my right out of the window to see the lighted houses . Suddenly the phone kept in the corner next to me ranged , the father of the boy answered it wishing happy diwali, that revealed me its diwali. It was dusk already . The clock showed 8:45 on the wall in front of me . The kid came with his father to take all of us outside the house. The open air felt good , I breathed better & healthier.
All of my cousins one by one left me . I could only see a light & hear a violent bursting sound after intervals of time , the noise differed significantly ; as I laid horizontally behind a wall. I could see the sky lighted up . The boy took me in his hands , his tiny hands were nice to feel . I saw him smiling with bliss , his eyes were on me. He kept me on the roadside & came to light me up. My pony lit for 3 seconds & I went up into the sky. I touched my vertical potential & gave a smile to the boy in the form of sparks in sky with a boom; the kid replied to me with a grin , several others did the same . I could see myself grinning for the last time in the eyes of my audience . The noise was for the pain I felt when I harmed the environment , with the smoke I left after me.
Life of a rocket.

On the Verge of Submerging....

2009-08-01T08:27:00.000-07:00

Yes one day will come when these special , priceless days will diminish from my life .

These college life days ; when things are fine & good we have fun ,& we never come to know how time flies .

I have been half way through , completing my 2ND year . Two more year & I am done with the best days of my life ,which I am gonna cherish all my life. But who knows a masters degree would add 2 more years if possible (it has a but...huh!). After all even if the degree's are over the fact which persists in life is learning never ends .

Someone who thinks that he has every knowledge in the world & doesn't need to learn more is on a declining path (not my thought actually heard it from my father).

One day these days (including this one ) will become past & I may sit in the evening reading a newspaper & on reading something I would recollect my memories (Uh! its too much to think of !!). Once I submerge into the outside world (the world outside the college) all would change. A seriousness would be in my mind 24*7 . I will have responsibilities (you know!:P). Life goes on & on with all the ups & downs .The wants never ends , satisfaction doesn't lasts long , boredom conquers .

One more remark , I blazed at what i have written above , I clicked over another aspect of human life - no matter how well we plan its always uncertain at last . Just look at the possibilities I have in my mind for my life (a masters degree, responsibilities,time for memories etc) anything can happen even what I haven't thought of . I don't even know the longevity of my life. That's the way it goes far from my control ; far from anyone else's control but only in hands of The Almighty . I personally admit it about myself that I don't plan much . I trust destiny over this and my experiences are the spine of my trust . Eh! Why am i writing it like that . You reader can do follow what u plan . I am fortune believer.

Its not that I am submerging into the outside world right now, but its an anticipation of what I guess I would feel when I leave college.Since at the beginning of college , school days seemed better & when I would leave college ; college days will appear dearer . For now , concentrating on present.....

THE CONFUSION IN BEING ONESELF !

2009-08-01T08:00:00.000-07:00

Each human being on earth has a different way of thinking & a unique way of judging things .Every person has a different opinion on every other thing present on earth .No two persons can have the same opinion on everything present in this world.

Every person has limits to what is good or bad?what is clean or dirty? what is addiction or love ? what is selfish or humble? & several others in this list. Every person has a distinguished manner of taking things & judging them with discriminated thought process.It is, in deed very difficult to balance with the art of looking at the other person's point of view & still being oneself .

An addict would do anything for getting a piece of what he's addicted to , that's what he thinks is important to him & that's what he wants . But to a normal guy , this would look like being insane. People have different measures to have an idea about a thing being dirty or clean. For an instance , some people think that there hands are clean only by washing it with water , some take no less than use of soap & some do not even mind washing . For some looking good is of utmost importance but some don't even bother wearing decent stuff.

So , many people one comes across in daily life have versatile opinions, nature , character & different ways of judging things .The difficulty lies in the fact that one has not to forget to be oneself even belonging to various kinds of people . I had read somewhere long before that a person can have good friends if he/she can see other's point of view with their own's. It is really hard to do this . I myself felt this dilemma of being myself or to consider others point of view . One has to have a balance in it . There's a confusion in being (exactly)oneself in front of every single/different person one meets.

They are here for bringing a change !

2009-05-17T03:21:00.000-07:00

I read it somewhere about our PM that , Manmohan Singh's father used to be honoured when his son was governor . He used to show people his son's signature on a one rupee note. That was the pride of a father for the achievement of his own blood .

In my memory - Five years back ,the Dainik Bhaskar front page ,next morning after the Lok Sabha results , contained a modified form of the poem "Khoob ladiMardani (vo jhansi waali raaani thi)" on Sonia Gandhi. The widow played it yet again , this time with daughter Priyanka & son Rahul. A widow clicks right & clinches victory.Sonia learned Hindi , conquered her imposed image of a foreigner , fought hard doing rallies & finally her critics got answers by the figures on the doomsday. Its no more Congres(t) for one of the most prominent party in the largest democracy in the world ; now its Congress in progress ."ITALY MEM DID IT AGAIN".

A youthful approach , a young criterion for a professed outlook , no more biased thinkers , thats what Rahul Gandhi has brought up to the Congress .Praises for him .
Manmohan Singh will become 2nd P.M. to stay twice onto the post after J. Nehru.After 38 long years Indians have given consecutive chance to the same government.Something above the PITY-POOR-POLITICS is about to take place this time . Things like buying of M.P's for gaining majority , parties altering there fundamental principles for being in the ruling government etc is PPP. This is the major advantage of the emergence of a single party with a considerably good numbers of seats to form a government .This government should be unidirectional & will be working without compromises (opposite to the last time , due to left alliance). Lets hope for the best .

Strike...!!!

2009-03-20T07:57:00.001-07:00

Students of MIT colleges went on strike...!!!

Ujjain, March 16

"Ek do teen chaar....Band karo yeh ATTYACHAR.....!!!!!" (Ya! It does sound funny....but we are engineering students afterall....)

The college today echoed with slogans like this. The news about the fees-hike angered the students of MIT college.
They blame authorities for keeping them in dark about fee-hike. The ongoing student agitation over hike in fees in second year has spread to college students who went on strike calling the hike “unacceptable”.The engineering students of second year in MIT College, MITS College and MITM College, went on strike.
The agitating students alleged the fees have been increased by 30%. Moreover, they were not informed about the hike at the time of admission or even later, claimed the students . The fees includes 1st years increased fees also.The college managements on the other hand said the fees were being demanded as per RGT University guidelines. They said the students had been apprised about the fee structure well in advance.
The situation at the college turned unpleasant as students broke he windows of college guest house. And a chaos was created at Ujjain-Dewas route,one of the busy route.
"Students should know that the fee has been charged as per the RGT University guidelines.” , said chairman of MIT College
The students boycotted classes throughout the day. Some students threatened to continue protests until the college managements came clear on the issue.

Well, the girls played their part too. They came up with a new slogan, "Band karo yeh ATTYACHAR.....!!!!!Nahi bahrenge 14 hazar....!!! " :) :p lol...!!!

I heard some of them stood against the lathi charge.Hats off to you girls.

See, you never realised a girl's potentials.....:p

One thing that did came out of all this protest was that the students united against the management irrespective of whatever may the reason be.

THEY ASKED ME WHATEVER I KNEW!!!

2009-02-24T07:09:00.000-08:00

JAI ho !!!!
Here is a film which is a true winner , a poverty seller , a lively saga or whatever you want to call it . Movie shows it all from what one turns face and does not look at in real life . Had this not been made , how many wouldn't have come to know the truth lying beneath the fakes . loved it , actually the way it goes & the memory of the boy Jamal , was all awesome , the way his life goes & love enlightening his life at last .That was all in a movie although but one becomes happy as it ends , in short one comes happy outside the theatre . A sure shot story line ,nothing useless , worth watching & a visual delight for the 2 hour long movie . The movie teaches to smile & to believe in destiny (it is written) . Miracles do happen , one has to wait , have patience & do what seems to be right . Film tells many of us that how our life is better than millions living in this world of cruels. Makes one feel happy by heart, watch this one to actually know the value of what we have but not of what we don't .A straight heart touching experience turning us eye to eye to reality . Rahman's music scores top , brings flurries of hope & makes the film even more touching . First golden globes & oscar nominations & now won my heart , the last one is more prestigeous than the former two haha!!!

The show who wants to be a milionaire hosted by Anil Kapoor , an untypical host who doesn't respect the boy Jamal in a way he cracks rotten jokes on boy Jamal , which is undesirable in reality shows .
The interrogation by irfan khan was shown good &the boy narrating his own story was still good . THEY ASKED ME WHATEVER I KNEW :: hOW a slum living boy knows answers to questions whose answers are miserably given by other literates.Everyone watching the show & the host himself suspects Jamal of cheating & fraud . They send him to police custody to speculate the same . The police tortures him , beats & whatever they could , but the boy had a simple reply to there queries ........THEY ASKED ME WHATEVER I KNEW .Thats destiny huh!!!.......................

Defining "Cute" :

2009-01-09T01:56:00.000-08:00

Cute can be actions , looks ,sayings or anything . I have some real physical definition of what 'cute' is ? with me . Actually she is an angel , a show stopper , an eye catcher beauty , shear beauty in many forms . She is my niece Maryam . Has only turned 9 months two days before yesterday (6Th Jan). She has redefined me 'cute' the word ,in many ways , i mean her every single movement , every expression & everything what babies do reminds me of 'cute' .They simply posses a natural cuteness in them . I love them & will surely miss them a lot when she would go back to her home in Bangalore . Its a fact that every child is cute in many ways; but I have a special place for her cuz she is like a first one to me , whom I have picked in my arms & amused at my level bests . Its like you forget the whole world when you look at her. Her small hands touching my cheek gives an eternal bliss , a kind of satisfaction. She has got an image of my grandmother , which is really heart-warming , at times a bit more emotional too. The way she catches my finger & walks is truly great . A million unexplainable feelings & thoughts I feel when I am with her or rather she is with me . These feelings , thoughts are more personal & confined to me than to anyone else . Will be missing her too much .

A tribute to a country of 'heroes' & (ahem ahem!!) 'cowards'.

2008-11-29T04:17:00.001-08:00

Mumbai, the city of dreams was attacked by terrorist on 26/11 night.

The siege continued for 59 long hours & finally our NSG commandos did the job at there level best . Now this can be known by reading any of the newspapers or watching any of the 24*7news channels which are filled with every minute detail possible of all this mass destruction.

A city was fighting a nightmare & the politicians played their own game of criticising the ruling government .This was the time to unite . I get a feeling of disgrace over all of them (pity on them) & another fact is again practically explained in an unsaid manner that why doesn't any politician die in any of the terrorist attacks.They still fight for the chair & power which we grant them in accord . The saga of these attacks would calm after some days & then our damn politicians will do the job of visiting &paying homage to the relatives of the deads . The limit of patience was crossed by the CM himself Mr. Vilasrao Deshmukh when he himslef addressing a press conference couldn't answer about the no. of terrorists being behind the attack .They will never come out of the nutshell & are too coward to act or respond.

Coverage of TV channels ??? Yup !the 24*7 news channels had got something to show or rather stick .Which was covered by there brave correspondents .The question arises "ARE THE CORRESPONDENTS REALLY BRAVE?" I personally feel that sometimes being genuine is more important then hyping your own acts .Taking an example ...Star News in spite of showing regrets for the lives lost the correspondents flaunted there own acts of courage themselves as soon as the military operation was over . Actually what media persons did was to be around the line of danger but not in danger . They do that for TRP's & all .Sometimes it is over hyped & gradually news gets distorted . What about the men who played with their own lives & those who lost .They didn't do that for TRP's & money . They really love their country .Their sacrifice should have been prioritised . The point is also like their sacrifice doesn't need any recognition of a politician , a medal or a TV news channels view or any exclusive show on them ,it already is invaluable.

Somehow these brutal acts of violence should come to an end .Nothing will happen cursing & criticising politicians or govt. We got to take steps on our own level & alter the "nothing gonna change "attitude .

Sustain The Pain!!

2008-11-12T04:45:00.000-08:00

Sustain the pain,
Nothing to lose nothing to gain;
I can’t pretend,
to accept it all,
Here I am walking tall.

Why do you have to abstain yourself?
C’mon now get a hold of yourself,
Roll out of your bed;
Rise up and take a step ahead.

Stand up for what’s right and what’s wrong
Don’t cry on what has gone;
Life is short,
death is long,
Before it’s too late to move on.

The fire inside me wants to come out
for crying out loud
The song of revolution
Its time for my retribution

I am invincible as long as I'm alive
It is not that easy to survive
In this life you could lead if you only believe
and in order to achieve what you need

Sustain the pain ;
Sustain the pain.....

P.S.: This post is not posted by Puneet as he has met an accident . This good deed (hehe!!) is done by his loyal freind 'Shafique' . I pray he gets well soon and posts his nexts by himself .

Cursing Humour !!!

2008-10-13T06:31:00.001-07:00

PHEw!!! [KaRz(Curse) ...(Karzzzi ) Imesh Ishammiyya(He- mess Reshmaiyya) ]
CUrsE No.:
i) 'Rishi kapoor' is seeking a place to hide and is cursing himself for acting in Karz(1980).
ii) 'R.K'. is cursing India to be 'democratic' , if it wouldn't have been democratic he would have banned 'He-mess '.Not getting a place to cry he weeps for hours sitting near the shit pot after watching KaRzz promos (yuk!).
iii) He-mess was given a schedule of exercise to increase his facial expressions by Baba Ramdev. But it didn't work & He-mess still looks expressionless on-screen . He curses B.R. ........

[Others {way back}]

i)'TaShAn': Kareena possessed Paris Hilton (Hollywood hottieeeee...) figure (even copied her expressions )& cursed yashraj for insisting size (0) zero look as the film flopped .
ii)'Dus ':( yes the movie {years ago} didnt make anything on box office ) Shilpa Shetty copied Lara Croft look & cursed herself for beleiving that the Tomb Raider was a flop .She supposed that no one would catch her replicating as the movie flopped.
iii)'Ankahee': Esha Deol simulating Madonna's haircut in the movie made it a flop .
She cursed Madonna as she turned 40. Thereafter Esha has an unlucky no. that is 40.

P.S.:
List goes on & on , I guess , I myself have started cursing them all. Enough is enough , no one's genuine in bollywood (except some).

whatever happens . .happens for the BEST!!

2008-10-06T08:58:00.000-07:00

oct 6,2008

"duh. .!i don't wanna go!!" i said this to myself. .as soon as my cell. .snoozed for almost the 5th time. .=D. .i was juz not willin' to go to school. .dunno. .why. .(though i didn't have any test . .nor did i have to submit my recent exam report card to my teacher=D). .but then i somehow unwillingly woke up. .!..i was getting ready for my school. .and suddenly . .shivika(my best friend) rang up to know if i were going. .! i said yes. .n she told that she 'd pick me up. .!!i was okay at the moment but desperately wanted to stay back. .!after a few minutes, she called up again . .and said she was not coming with me n 'd be takin her younger bro with her. .!!it further added to my "not goin to the skool plan";) moreover i was getting late n had no means to go except my bicycle. . n this was how . .i better thought to chuk school. .:D

merely 5 minz had passed. .n her mum called. .i was astounded at the moment. .:o
n she said. ."beta(in hindi. .auntys do address like that)shivika has forgotten her bagpack. .could you take it to the skhool. .??"
woaa!woht should i do now. .?i thought. .for the moment ..but i said . .that i'd be takin' her bag with me!. .pheww. .it ruined my plan. .!!:(. .then i dressed up 'gain n sped along with my bicycle to her place(not really . .the bicycle hardly had any air in its tyres). .took the bag n dragged my bicycle again. .:( i was already late for the school. .but was a bit happy on the other side. .since i had a valid excuse!:D
i reached the school somehow. .duh!. .n guess what. .?!. . .the princi (whoops!respected principal sir!)was standing at the gate. .!!"NOT AGAIN!" i thought. .!
(i am usually getting harsh scoldings for getting late always. .:D. .).. .but what did i see. .?! he was smiling at me. .he asked the reason. .i blatantly said the TRUTH!;)
he asked me to stand in the late comer's queue. .!there i was. .standing alone with no 12thies around. .!(yeah i am in grade 12th. .:)). .it added to my worries. .since i still had to face the HITLER . .LOL!..yeah!this is what many pupils state chauhan ma'am(whoopz !RESPECTED. .too. .)as!

but the reality was totally antagonistic to my expectations!:-) it was hardly what i expected!. .no scolding nor any lectures. .*yawn* but i was sent to the class straight away. .!!seemed. .god was happy ' at my deed. .!(Oh..!did i forget to mention 'bout my DEED. .?ey,i took my friend's bag to the school anyhow. .no matter how n what the circumstances were :D)

Shear Fun!!

2008-10-04T18:46:00.002-07:00

Me & my school time friend Shailendra (now a cadet of NDA in NAVAL ACADEMY GOA) were ragging some fuchchaas (slang term for a fresher).He always visits our college when on a leave from the Academy & rags just for fun . I was teasing him by calling him' Ajay Devgun' of 'Major Saab' (cadet 'Virendra Pratap'HA HA!!). Gradually fed up of ragging juniors ,we thought of ragging a 2Nd year student(initially it was his thought ).We sent a junior to call the girl sitting next to us in canteen .He followed our orders & she came to us . We called ourselves her seniors(3rd yr) & she trusted (most stupid thing she did).But she had to as we were too confident saying the same.
We started the conversation with an intro(which she couldn't give in a proper 'funda') .Shailendra being a cadet is a master in ragging , so he firstly humiliated her by proving her that she doesn't deserve to be an 'engineer'.
Then we moved on to prove the same thing again and again , which eventually made her feel inferior (she gave us a" kill you" look) . Even though after this much embarrassment she kept on smiling which annoyed me the most(she was good looking but acted over smart ). Apart from this all , we both also have a heart inside our (respective)chests.
So after 40 odd minutes , we concluded our freaking experiment by telling her the truth.
After knowing the mystery she was dazzled (or shocked) & cursed herself by holding her head. We were ready to pay the price for our mischief so we insisted her to ask for a treat .
But she being lenient on us , asked only for chocolates (girls do love them a lot).Finally we apologised casually (significantly because of her gender).At last she grinned at us when we glared at her later in canteen .
Its hard to explain what it feels like to make a fool of anyone like that . Shailendra ' rocks' as he played the major role in our rascality .And he has got memories to share with his fellow cadets there in the Academy .We both truly wont forget this incident.A lesson for that girl , she simply wont forget both of us(that's for sure).

tRiBuTe 2 a broken heart....!!!!

2008-09-28T08:13:00.000-07:00

I never thought you would go away

Ever since I saw your face
I was quiet amazed
Nothing in my life has been the same
I use to walk around just thinking your name

I never thought you would go away

Without you my world would end
I keep on searching for you everywhere
You looked at me, you smiled at me
But now, you walk away....

I never thought you would go away

It's not that I can't live without you
It’s just that I don't even want to try
You don’t, but I do care
What you did wasn’t fair

I never thought you would go away

With a broken heart
What could I say?
I thought,
You were here to stay

I never thought you would go away

The sky is crying
Clouds are screaming
Everything’s seems so unusual
Since you left me dying

I never thought you would go away

Shattered dreams
Broken heart
Weeping eyes
We fall apart

I never thought you would go away

I can't get you off of my mind
God knows I've tried
Hide my tears in the pouring rain
Had my share of hurt and pain

I never thought you would go away

Life seems meaningless without you
You are the one I need
I kept my love inside
Come back, before I die

I never thought you would go away

a new member in the team...

2008-09-28T07:39:00.000-07:00

hello evry1...!!!!
v are delighted to welcome new member sU(Surbhi)

in su we found som 1 who shares the same vision -
desire to provide utility for the readers.

she is youthful and has gr8 interest in literature and music....
can provide variety to this blog
if u r tired of our collg stuffs
here is som1 frm school to take u back to school days...

rock on grl...!!!!
our wishes r with u..

2008-09-28T07:14:00.000-07:00

24 sep.2008

the nite before my englIsh exam!. .as usual i wasn't prepared for it till the midnYt. .!(i am always inclined to be dIlatory!=D)i thought of checkIn orkUt. .cuz i was bored . .sUddenlY i got a scrap from puneet. .a major contributor to this asskIckIn creatIon. .to hav a lOOk at this blOg. .!!i was amazed after readIn' the posts. .seroiuslY. .:)i was attracted to the core. .!! i am always active in such things. .where i can xpress myself to the fUllest. .!!. .n i think . .so are the other contributors too. .;)hell yeah. .!!\m/

umm. .then it suddenly dawned upOn me. .to jOin it. .n i am here..!!:)

sU.

Chequered Flag!!

2008-09-23T09:03:00.000-07:00

23 9 2008

7:21 PM
It was dusk half an hour before.And I was solving a Network Analysis (NAS) numerical on coaching. Suddenly my cell rang & I responded.

" This is Kaustubh ' result ' has come & I have passed with 61.4% " listening to this 'R' word I lost my calm (damn! I merely panicked). Me : " you not kidding right?".

Kaustubh: "I swear damn it your roll no. is 46 huh!!".

Me : "yes 46 I would kill u if you r pranking u bastard".

Kaustubh : "bye its charging me ".

Me : "OK bye".
(Adrenaline rushed into my mind) Two minutes later my cell rang again & it was the same no. my hands shivering to answer it , finally i told my heart to calm down and answered the call." you passed man you passed " (the same voice echoes in my thoughts up til now).

Me : "What what are u ......u not joking ...I would kill u .... u moron... swear now .

Kaustubh "Teri kasam ,Meri kasam ,Meri Bhabhi ki kasam....etc etc (censored things too )... u have 81 in a subject i don't know which one it is?(it was civil).

Me : "u still not joking right " i yelled like an animal , standing at the corner of the street . Gradually after 2 more minutes I came back on earth & saw 10 eyes(paired human eyes ..."matlab 5 chaps yaar" ) looking at me astonishingly. I laughed at my gesture a minute later & justified there curiousness's of watching me like that . At that moment I saw a "chequered flag" flown in front of me as if I had won a race or anything . I cleared my mind & informed my dad.That was all overwhelming . I returned home in no time eager to clarify my result myself.Firstly the server didn't work ,but i got calls from my other friends giving me that royal news (ha ha!!).Finally at 8:08PM I saw my result & was glad ,filled with bliss,walking on air, on seventh heaven,on cloud nine , (ahem-ahem!!!)in her arms etc etc...But this special moment will surely become a memory sometime in future . I simply won't forget this "chequered flag" .
by-Shafique

@ a petrol station.....

2008-09-21T08:49:00.000-07:00

21st sept. 2008

Sunday

09 :00 pm

"Hellllo puneet , do you have an oil can or something similar to it"
"why......??"
"man,i am here at petrol station and desperately need a can to get some petrol.....can u find one for me"
"well.....lemme c......"
"ok call me if u find 1"
"okeh....!!!!"
he sounded desperate....

i found a dirty oil can (with a usual crappy smell of oil....... ahhhh)
"yes harshal,i found 1"
"wait there i will b there in a minute"
"ok"

v reached a far away petrol station

"OMG....!!!!!!
damn it......!!!!!!! "
i saw people queue-ing up at the petrol station.......
with vehicles and cans in hand.
i hv seen queues at railway station , movie halls nd even at petrol stations bt this wasnt the same as it use to be
ppl yelling nd squalling

big mess....!!!!
Well - I’d say it doesn’t take much to start any chaos in the town huh?

A few hours ago, people, or rather, bikes were flocking petrol stations in town to fill up their tanks before the petrol station operators go on strike on the 22nd.

People here rushed to petrol station like no tomorrow one....!!!!
I wanted to take photos , too bad I left my camera at home....!!!

petrol filling agents (petrolwale bhaiyas in local language)
acted as if they were bouncers of bar or something....

nd on the top of this,songs were played at the petrol station.....(wtf......!!!!!!!!!! )
while ppl quarreled to get their tanks full......
"Sinbhad the sailor sunlo sunlo" (ya.....rock on rocks.......its evrywhere..............yay!!!!)
was the song being played....
it isnt a usual scene in our city (oh srry its town oh srry village....)

songs had its own effect on unclejis and aunties......nd only girl in blue.....
staring at me nd then me giving back her a "should-i-help-u" look
bt got no response

ok moving on

though ppl were informed that the station owners will be on strike from tomorrow onwards nd petrol price may be increased further
it was like a last call for all late risers.....

harshal noticed that ppl with cans got petrol earlier than others
obviouisly he wanted to get his work done faster (lazy fella....!!!!!)

I blame the government for surprising us with increases in petrol price that the people now are suffering from 'highpetrophobia' already.

newayz there were some characters i would like to describe...

a man about 40-45 with mustache he was one of those 'wanna be' politician types.....his appearances resembling to 'gabar's gang member' telling ppl to stay calm and queue up....damn him why do ppl show their authority evrywhere....

and some police officials were placed to take carethat nothing wrong may occur.....????

a lady from nowhere came there,riding a motorcycle....
the 'petrol walla' was like "madam pehle aap"(first you)
though there was a huge queue to follow....
the official questioned his generosity.....
the petrol walla responded.....
"ladies first....understand"
getleman's grin(?) on his face.....
which was quiet deceptive
she left in no time....
with her tank full
while mans in queue stood there staring at her dumbstrucked nd they say women are dicriminated in India....???

finally harshal queued up....he stood there silently waiting for his turn.....

after about 15-20mins

HOLY SHIT.....!!!!!!

when it was harshal's turn.....
the same petrol walla said " petrol is over......!!!!!"
nd we were like "f * ( !<>
i wanted to get the hell out of him.....but what to do.....there were many of them like me who wanted to do the same.... we had no option but to go back....while we saw some ppl still stating there waiting that there may be some hope

life is tough....!!!

By-PuNeet..!!!

Pain

2008-09-16T08:57:00.000-07:00

The Sky above is also weeping ,
though in the form of rain,
but same as the feel inside my heart,
this is spiritual & divine but only confined to me
& my soul,
simply not for anyone else to understand.

After days of bliss & nights of glories,
yet again dark cloud reign my heart,
yet not too far neither too close,
i back-up myself to see a glimpse of hope,
this is how unimportant things turn out to be at last,
i guess they hurt ,
nevertheless loosing heart is not the last path,
but fighting to sustain the shock,
gradually will be my path.

All my efforts have gone in vain ,
these are memories of pain,
but I have my pride to maintain,
still trying to pertain,
they played with my heart only to entertain,
though i have no regrets in order to sustain ,
in the fond memory of my pain ,
I write these splendid words which eventually are of
no use to me but only to drain what is in my heart(pain).

by - Shafique

a new beginning.....?!?!?!?

2008-09-12T07:18:00.000-07:00

"get up...!!!" , my dad shouted
6:45 on the clock and i was still lying semi-naked in my bed (ya that's wat i learned from some hollywood movies :p)

4th August 2008,Monday
(nt a gud day...6 more days yet to survive to finish up d week...)
my first day of second year of college
(obviously we were supposed to be in college on 21st July.....who cares..!!!)

"get up....else you will get late" my dad said again
"just 5 mins dad....." ,i said with my eyes still shut (as usual ;))
i got up after 15 mins rubbing my eyes ( :) )
i got up at 7am, having went to bed at the ridiculous time of 10pm (normally i don’t go to bed ’til 12pm).So getting up wasn’t too bad.. then again it’s a novelty, it won’t be so painless in a few weeks time once the weather gets worse and the work gets harder

i saw my face in mirror,found the similar ugly luking face as every day,staring at me.....!!!

hell ya !!!
i am in second year now,
its like being an animal who's unleashed after being prisoned for past 1 year.
i am a senior now and i am gonna get the hell outta my bloody juniors....
"but remember,with more power comes more responsibility"
(ha ha ha....!!!!!)
(its the same dialogue from spiderman.....)

i am not a spiderman but a monster-alike figure for my juniors....for sure
thoughts of being a senior and first day prevailed in my mind as time was ticking as fast as speedster show abs akhtar's pace ball
(controversial pindi express (?),
tht doesnt makes a sense....does it......???? )

"SHIT !!! ..........college ", i said
still brushing my teeths standing at the same spot for more than 10 minutes
i read the newspaper....(my day doesn't start without a newspaper)
i went runing to my bus stop.....
i didnt wanted to get late on my first day , as i used to be last year...(another sign of indolence)
"finally i am here...hah !!!" i said panting
well the bus arrived after 15 mins
damn it...!!!
not a good start for day no.1
well we eventually reached college campus....
the best place in world after my home,school...
i just luv it
well i love to be in the college but not inside the class attending useless classes which have no meaning for a computer science engineering studenti dnt know why the hell in this world v engineering students are tortured this way.....it sucks big time....!!!

well first day started quiet well...first lecture being M-3(Mathematics iii) no intro b/w students nd faculty......??a gud time pass and a usual custom on 1st day but nobody cared to ask for our intro.....as if v r 'popular'
started off with finite diff.,seems quiet interesting (since it ws easy 4 me 2 solve those ques.)Next was DCS (Digital Circuit System) an electronic sub...

nd neXT...>>>
LUNCH...!!!!!

and then DCS lab
moving on v had DS(Data Structure) class ,one of mY fav sub....as it involves programming...and i love coding in c++...
Programming has always been my strong spot.
so it was cool.....i liked it.....my way
day ended up with EDC (Electronics Devices & Circuits),
another electronic sub....yuck.....!!!

Phew....!!!!
So first day over and done with, and things ran smoothly for me.
Now i have to do it all over again tomorrow and then after that nd so on......
life goes on....!!!!

P.S: i am srry.
i kno its too late to post this part but wat to do.....
u kno how LAZ......................................Y i am.
i'l consider it next tym nd post on appropriate tym.
thank u 4 bearing it with me...
thanx shafi who reminded me of posting this entry on the blog....

bY-PuNeEt....!!!

9/11 ...........

2008-09-11T06:52:00.000-07:00

9/11,ya the famous date to make one retrieve abut the WTC terrorist attack .
But it was in 2001 and on this date every year all news columns are filled with everything regarding the sad incident, but i ain't do the same .The date i m talking abt is 9/11
2007 (Sept 11 2007).It has an utmost significance in my life .It was my first day to college .Now it is exactly a year back from now (9/11 2008).
I don't know how these 365 precious days have passed like .It seems to me it only took a fraction of a second and i sprinted a year ahead (like Bolt during olympics ...wow!!).Many screwing incidents which turned out to be lessons have become memories now.

On to the point , Sept 11 2007 , I woke up and got ready to wear best of my outfits . Went to the bus stop to catch the college bus , there were a few pharmacy
seniors (I didn't know abt the fact that they were not BE students), so i gave them a general intro.I was wearing a jeans and a shirt(printed & colourful) which annoyed them all both in bus and in college . To add to there annoyance was a brand new belt( which was taken by a Senior a day later).Went to college building without looking upwards .
I was the last one to enter the classroom .The first lecture was of Engg. Chemistry then BEE BE C.Skill ED M1 to follow .The college was new so were the furniture and gave away a redolence what newly furnished wood gives .The day was just about average (but now it does matter a lot).That day I was a bit depressed as all of my classmates seemed as awkward as dumb fellows or as ignorant as statues. But finally my perceptions changed and I found friends which are invaluable.

Nowadays college has become the next best place after my home to spend time at.
This one year has changed me , now I have discovered a creative self of mine which makes me to blog and share things . I am finally glad to b a member of the blogosphere.

by - Shafique

Book i read a few days back!!

2008-09-09T07:31:00.000-07:00

i have read the book "THE 3 MISTAKES OF MY LIFE"
by Chetan Bhagat.The book is all about fun & tells about
communal people playing hypocrites .One can learn a bit.
The character-sketches r shown quite clearly & the rest part
is left 4 one's imagination , this makes it more interesting
whatsoever.

Nevertheless its a book by an Indian author so every Indian
would like it.The words & language used r pretty much
known if one has read the preceding books of the
author.The style of telling story is the one thing which makes
a author (successful one ) and that's the thing which has made
him the bestseller novelist (huh!!).The use of the F-WORD is
quite reoccurring in the book .It makes one think how the word
has lost its weirdness .The more u use it , the less it means.
But the middle chapters r stretched too much .
n ahem ahem !! acts ( ) r described in hell of a detail .
This is a story based book , which has some things really
difficult to digest as far real life is concerned . But worth
reading .

by-Shafique

RoCK oN !!!

2008-09-08T07:21:00.000-07:00

rOcK oN..!!!
Hell ya..!!!

(humming.......)
pichle saat dino mein.....nana na na na
nana na na na nana na na na na nana na nanananan...................na

i'm srry for repeating that "na na"
i kno its more than required.....
but what to do.....?
the song is so gud its sticked to my tongue...........nana na na
cant stop myself doing na na na na
awesome song...!!!!
the film is as ROCKING as the title is...!!!

so here it is our first-------------------->>>>>>
" BOLLYWOOD ROCK MOVIE (?) "
(is there nething lyk that or i just coined in a new phrase.....?)

{[(<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>)]}

"ROCK ON"

-quiet promising
-real fun stuff
-must watch movie

real cool music + so-so acting + usual indian drama + good cinematography = ROCK ON

well the movie which has certainly changed perception abt rock music in minds of various ppl who consider lovers of rock ( youngsters ) as crazy nd insane who wear too long hair and play music too loud
a very brave attempt by the makers who presented the rock in its actual conventional form cnt believe bollywood film makers can even think of doing something like this......
its lyk a 'Dream movi' for all those (including ME......phew...!!!!!) who were tired of usual indian romantic/action films.....nd ofcourse those fake/immitated/sequel/remix crap movis..........ahhhh long list

good acting by director turned debut actor cum singer farhan....
nd is co-producer of the movie...
so much work eh..?
(how does he handle all this...........?)

prachi desai
YES..!!! that's right
its that (K)ekta (k)apoor's (K)asam se-fame tv actress (k k k ne more k's remaining...?)
(yes, i kno you watch those saas-bahu serials...:):))
jhalak dikhlaja winner.........(wat is that....?)

tried her best but ended up being in a supporting role....
the same can be said for the other two members of the band.
arjun rampal did a quiet good job
you can see so many new faces....
they did nice work

Abt d storyline:
its a story abt 4 frnds.....(frnds ? no such detail though)
who form a rock band 'MAGIK'
nd dream to becum no.1 rock band of india (yes i know u also want to do same....LOSER..!!!)
finally they get a platform to perform in V 's reality rockband show
nd how there life turns out to be int he end......

The flash backs and flash forwards may annoy you a bit...
and yes the viewer is invited to yawn once or twice
but overall a nice decent movie........
cant call it a family movie....
but yes you can watch it with your family (no rakhi sawant and no item no's)
(thank god...!!!!!)

thumbs up to Abhishek Kapoor,the director
he did a wonderful job
wel it seems like a rabbit from magicians hat.
the music is super cool.....all thanks to SEL(Shankar Ehsaan Loy)
the trio showed their "MAGIK" once again.......
conventional rock music.....a bit slow and bit a bit fast
very soothing nd realistic
music to tap ur feet
dis songs will stay on the chart for a long time
farhan has a super rocking voice quality
apt for rock songs (atleast :)).
actualy he shud think abt starting a rock band group.....(lyrics toh *papa* likh hi denge)
ne one interested.....?
send in ur entries at trylater@rockon.com

Feels as refreshing as farhan's debut directorial flick dil chahta hai....
wel one cant imagine Javed Akhtar writing such wonderful lyrics for rock songs.....
too gud...must hear

if you are an ardent lover of rock music....
u are certainly gonna lyk this and
even those who hav even a bit of interest in music...

i guess a new addition in my fav movies....!!!

In d end "ROCK ON" rocks..........!!!!

*top songs* : Pichle saat dino, rock on , socha hai, jo tum ho to,yeh tumhari meri baatein.
*music rating* : 4.5/5.0
*movie rating* : 4.0/5.0

P.S: the ratings are my own.
go and watch it on your own to find out wat actualy it is.
from my side,a must watch movie...
if you saw the movie do give ur comments here...

by -Puneet

To our first comment given by :Akanksha Dubey

2008-09-08T07:08:00.000-07:00

"i was amazed by reading all ur blogs n hope in future will get more intresting blogs to read!!! "
by: Akanksha dubey
September 3, 2008 9:57 AM

first of all thank you Akanksha for appreciating my work.
this blog is for our readers and it feels nice to read your comments.
whateva it may be appreciation or criticization,we feel gud to read them.
thank u once again....!!!

P.S:It wud b nice if u can add me as a frnd on orkut (no compulsion though).
Follow this link and add me up on orkut.
http://www.orkut.co.in/Profile.aspx?uid=7625368285990868303
It would b great if u join me ......

For The First Time In My Life!!!!!!!!

2008-08-22T03:11:00.000-07:00

The village man accompanying us there.

THE TOLL PLAZA

THATS ME WEARING A 'RACY RED' T-SHIRT

(Left to right) CHARLIE N HIS
FRIEND [The Pharmacy Duo] With

IN CORNER!!!!!!!!!

For the first time in my life I travelled a half an hour journey on the roof of a bus .

At first I was frightened of getting up there but I didnt have any other option .

This experience revealed me some of the rare ground realities i have ever come across.

A village man negotiating for a 5/-rs fare amazed me(earn it to spend it & to know its value

'I mumbled it to myself in my thoughts ').And to add to my astonishing ride the conductor came on to the roof to get paid ; that too in a running bus . It was all good to see him balancing himself (had he been trained a bit more ...he must have earned India an olympic gold medal in gymnastics.....huh!!!) .I was taught a practical lesson what the books couldn't teach me for years .These small incidents make a big impact on how one takes life as . I simply won't forget this whole experience .

To accompany me there on top of the bus were a few seniors of MIT,who bunked for watching movie in Adlabs(yes v finally got one in our village or rather two....) ; plus a pharmacy duo & two more of MIT 3rd sem.And the wind had its own part to play.

Its a one time experience which is truely unforgettable .

By-Shafique

Once Again In My Life I Became Buddyless~~

2008-08-20T06:21:00.000-07:00

I missed it when i had lost it .

I realised its importance when it was not with me .
I used to spend hours with it.

Even hours passed like seconds;

i enjoyed every moment with it.

I guess i am addicted to it.

Its so important that i can't live without it.

Looking & staring at it for hours was a common practice ;

touching it gave my fingers
a miraculous joy. I am always glad with it .

It has always done whatever i wanted it to follow ;

one would never get a follower like it .

Sometimes my mom scolds me to leave it .

But i called it my buddy and never left it .
Now, after two long days without it,

I'm again with it .

Once again I'm feeling ecstatic with it .
My buddy had gone for refurbishment .

Now its working with greater speed & efficiency.
My Buddy is my.................................... PC (rather "Internet freak PC") .

Its the best Buddy in the world.

By -Shafique

Freedom....???

2008-08-16T09:37:00.000-07:00

"If I were to look over the whole world to find out the country most richly endowed with all the wealth,power and beauty that nature can bestow - in some parts a very paradise on earth - I should point to India ."

F.Max Muller

hey ppl...!!!!
so it was independence day again...
the 61st aniversary of our freedom from british rule....
but what actually is freedom....?
this poem by Rabindranath Tagore clarifies wat it is ?

FREEDOM
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages,
bending your head,breaking your back,
blinding your eyes to the beckoningcall of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night's stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.

-RabindranathTagore

In the first line, Tagore gives an unusual definition for freedom. He does not say that freedom means power, strength or authority. He defines it as freedom from fear. Thought deeply, one can understand that behind the smallest dearth of freedom, fear lies lurking.This is true not only politically or intellectually, but spiritually as well.Tagore rejects the submission to destiny, comparing a life without freedom with a mimicry. His ideas show his patriotism,a tremendous intellect and a great understanding of the dynamics of human mind and society.
This poem speaks to me of a problem,not only of his motherland India,but all peoples of all times. It's about being locked into the past's way of doing things, afraid to change, afraid to break out of the mould into the light of Truth.We all have this problem, and Tagore has concisely and sublimely summed it up.

back to independence day........>>>
Today we come together,

Be the cause for the unity,

Make it Beautiful day another..

Fight against corruption,

Spurl the flag of On NATION

Happy Independence Day!

well a day significant for indians all over the globe...

this day has turned out to be , just another holiday for most of us.
i think its time,something has to be done abt it...

well talkin abt Youngistaanis...!!!
the YOUTHS..!!!

v r supposed to b the leaders of tomorrow... [ i was the captain of my school football team :)]
as rightly said,

"The Youth of a Nation are the trustees of Posterity"
Benjamin Disraeli

our freedom was won with great struggle and sacrifice after centuries of servitude to foreign rule.Its important that those of us who belong to the post - independence generation should not take our freedom for granted.

we are free from foreign rule,but what abt problems like corruption,terrorism,communalism,poverty,illiteracy...etc

did freedom fighters fought for this india.......????

nobody at that time wud have ever wondered that our united, peace loving country will turn up this way.
v youths believe we are free now and we demand our rights........

right to vote,express,share and do whateva we wantbut wat abt the duties.......????
duties come along with rights.......

FREEDOM IS NOT FREE,IT COMES WITH A HUGE PRICE TAG.HOW MUCH HAVE YOU PAID FOR IT........?

wat we all do is sit in front of tv and curse the present government and say " indya ka kuch nahi hoga.... " (nothings gonna change here)
did anyone of us ever think of changing the system?
" NO"
most of us call politics a "dirty game", with politicians fighting around for power.actualy politics aint dirty........it is us who's making it dirty.its on us to decide whom v want to elect.
YES YOU !!!! (face it )
so v need to clean out this dirt .

well how is somethings gonna change until and unless wetake a step ahead and fight for whats right and whats wrong....
India has the biggest democracy in the world..........
which means

"FOR THE PEOPLE,BY THE PEOPLE AND TO THE PEOPLE........"

The constitution gives us a right to vote as soon as we turn 18, i.e., once we become sensible and independent(?) and start deciding what is right and what is not. We can elect the desired candidate.

On the top of it , there are youngsters who doesnt seem to care which way our country is heading to.All they care about is the new flicks,orkut,mobiles,gadgets,clothes,bikes,cars,music and what not. Ask them what our country needs right now and they reply who gives a damn what india needs i m going to settle down in the US (the land of "opportunity" & "terrorism") or abraod & earn big bucks (thats what happiness means to them) and won't come back again in this "dirty useless place".

On the other side.....there are youngsters who show their interest and are really doing their fabulous job in their own fields. some young ppl are working for the good of the country at the grassroots level like there are many who join NGO’s, rallies or help the needy there are youths like Milind Deora ,Rahul Gandhi ,Sachin Pilot, Sindhya etc who r making there presence felt.the youths must urge to change the system ,thats the way this country gonna write its own script .lets hope for a brighter tomorrow and not just hope but work for abetter tomorrow (n a better today " which might b like expecting too much " huh!!!)...

"Serving a motherland is not service - its a responsibility"

Jai Hind........!!!!!!

by -
Puneet

Another imitated flick !!!!!

2008-08-15T05:51:00.000-07:00

Today, bollywood added one more flick to its copycat list. As expected the movie is a remake of hollywood blockbuster of 2003 "Bruce Almighty".

The big b part ws originally played by Morgan Freeman,Sallu by jim Carrey & Pyiyanka by Jennifer Aniston. Its a kind of pity for bollywood (ye nahi sudhrenge) . Afzal Khan really showed nuisance onscreen for 3 long hours .Its a torture sitting in theatre n watching this one.

Nagesh Kukunoor once in a award function said that v are a country of 100 million people n v can not even bring a genuine story out of us.This really is sad .huh!!! when this bollywood gonna grow up & make some genuine movies .Even the posters resemble themselves .........shame

i condemn that.

By -Shafique

Independence Day!!!

2008-08-14T20:19:00.000-07:00

The 15Th of august : the independence day has not been treated more than a holiday ,nowadays .Many people don't treat it as a national festival/occasion;
same is the case with me.For me its a day to have an appetite of laddooss (moti choor) .
My relatives r teachers so i get this treat . The day is nothing more than a holiday for me too.
It has only brought me a day to rest my striving body.
One can hear the chanting of patriotic songs from the roadside, the school kids enjoying themselves while commuting their ways, the tv channels playing patriotic movie stuff , plus the news channel anchors having special dresses to wear & a tri-color mono to flaunt their ruthless feelings.
The day is of less importance to the youth . The implication lies behind a simple logic that the youth were born ed in the country when it had already achieved freedom ; so it is less meaningful to them . Sometimes, one doesn't know the importance of things which one has unless one looses them . Apart from this there are many reasons behind it.But after all the odd aspects, there are feelings irresistible about this day. the feeling when i get up in the morning ,the essence in the air,the gratitude towards the freedom fighters& all.But as a matter of fact for me as a school boy now to a college hunk the day has lost its grandness . Hitherto,by gods grace at least it has not lost its moral value for me...

By -Shafique

Patience!!!

2008-08-12T07:37:00.000-07:00

the adversity of food,

the ascending inflation,

the power-cuts,

the water-shortages,

for how long one can bear it on,

there are limits to one's patience;

the riots & terrorist attacks,

the killing of innocents,

the death of humanity,

the death of communal harmony,

for how long one can bear it on,

there are limits to one's patience;

the joke of democracy,

the misuse of power,

the suffering of minorities,

the open assassination of secularism,

for how long one can bear it on,

there are limits to one's patience;

its time to leave the comfort zone,

now there's no wait & watch,

now there's no sitting back,

its time to come out of the nutshell,

its time to change the system or the system would change one,

its time to stop talking & start doing,

one has had enough of it ,

after all the odds,

for how long one can bear it on,

there are limits to one's patience;

for how long one can bear it on,

there are limits to one's patience.

___by - Shafique_____________________________________

Destiny...!!!!

2008-08-12T07:33:00.000-07:00

when all the yesterdays mistakes would wash-out;
when the frustration would convert into joy;
i guess my time would come in life ;

where all the agony will change into ecstasy,
where i would lead myself ,
where there would be nobody to follow,
someway or the other,
i guess my path would come in life;

where there's no compulsion but destiny;
where there's no disgrace but honor;
where there's no ambition but top;
i guess my place would come in life;

someday or the other ,
there won't be any time,there won't be any air,
there won't be any heartbeat ,
someday or the other i will rest in peace,no movement ,
no motion but only my soul will prevail;
that would be my destiny,surely my time,my path & my place would come ,
but not in life but after.....

by -Shafique

Introduction..!!!

2008-08-02T20:35:00.000-07:00

Hey people !!!
We are your very own new blogger of the month----->>>
Shafique and Puneet , two guys with similar interests of acquiring knowledge and being intellectual and striving hard to make a difference around here. Two guys from a very small town called DEWAS.
(Never heard this name b4…obviously :))
(small town dudes with a big city attitude :) :P )

V both r friends from school time and spend most of the time together. We endure each other and admire one another. This made us do the blog thing together. Well to start with, we decided to do something different then what it is generally expected of engineering students like us. V r pursuing BE from same campus. (CS\EC departments)

Wat d f yaar v r not here to tlk abt education..!!!We need our life back…

and here v r with our brand new blog…
for all of our dearest readers who miss a fun treat with hidden meanings .
Here v give u all the things which u strive for........
read on
i hope that you can give us comments/advices to help us build this page better.
or (if you have something for us) you can Email US!!
thank ya & do enjoy your stay ppl :)
rOck ON..!!!
shafique n puneet