Amitz Muse
Town boy lands up in a mega city. . meets a girls. Culture clash .complication arise. plot thickens. a saga of sex,Violence,crime,deception & betrayal which is thrilling, pulsating and keep u hooked to computer. Read on.................
Sunday, November 17, 2024
Saturday, September 23, 2023
Let me simply be your friend
Let me simply be your friend
I'd like to capture a rainbow
and stick it in a big box so that,
anytime you wanted to,
you could reach in and pull out
a piece of sunshine.
I'd like to build you a mountain
that you could call your very own
a place to find serenity
in those times when you
feel the need to be
closer to yourself...
I'd like to be the one
who's there when you're
lonely or troubled
or you just need
someone to hold on to.
I'd like to do all this and more
to make your life happy.
But, sometimes,
it isn't easy to do
the things I would like to do
or give the things I would like to give.
So... until I learn how to
catch rainbows and build mountains,
let me do for you which I know best...
..Let me simply be your friend.
Sunday, September 03, 2023
Ode
to SIFT (STEP IN FOR TORTURE)
I was
21, and I was having fun,
Life
was on, till the end of B.Com.
It was
that day when I lost my way
Successful I wanted to be, and I entered SIFT,
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE.
I
wished to live a 100 years,
But
there my failure, here my tears.
Before
grievance had found a vent,
My
backlogs had caused my end.
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
Bury me
deep, four feet deep,
So that
I can sleep,
Put my
backlogs on my head,
And
tell Mr. Chopra, that’s why I’m dead.
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
In the
mill of presentations,
My head
got crushed,
My
energy got flushed……………..
Hola!
Adios! Que Tal?
Spanish
makes me muy mal!
Oh!
Mrs. Maria please do know
Espanol
adds to my woe.
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
EVA,
Leverage and Corporate Tax
Oh!
This burden on my back
Finance! Not my Knack!
Oh! Mr.
Limaye please relax!
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
Windows, Explore andd Mouse
My joy
do they cloud
ERP,
E-Com, Y2K
Here I
go Mr. Gupte.
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
Now I’m
dead,
And on
my tomb a not so true
Leaves
the SIFTians , so sad, so blue
“Here
lies the incredible man
Who had
so lovely plans
Who’s
efforts without fault
Yet the
result not worth the salt,
Who
left for heavenly abode so soon
For
SIFT have given him
An
academic doom.
STEP IN
FOR TORTURE
Wednesday, August 16, 2023
शहीदों की चिताओं पर / जगदंबा प्रसाद मिश्र ‘हितैषी’
उरूजे कामयाबी पर कभी हिन्दोस्ताँ होगा
रिहा सैयाद के हाथों से अपना आशियाँ होगा
चखाएँगे मज़ा बर्बादिए गुलशन का गुलचीं को
बहार आ जाएगी उस दम जब अपना बाग़बाँ होगा
ये आए दिन की छेड़ अच्छी नहीं ऐ ख़ंजरे क़ातिल
पता कब फ़ैसला उनके हमारे दरमियाँ होगा
जुदा मत हो मेरे पहलू से ऐ दर्दे वतन हरगिज़
न जाने बाद मुर्दन मैं कहाँ औ तू कहाँ होगा
वतन की आबरू का पास देखें कौन करता है
सुना है आज मक़तल में हमारा इम्तिहाँ होगा
शहीदों की चिताओं पर लगेगें हर बरस मेले
वतन पर मरनेवालों का यही बाक़ी निशाँ होगा
कभी वह दिन भी आएगा जब अपना राज देखेंगे
जब अपनी ही ज़मीं होगी और अपना आसमाँ होगा
रचनाकाल : 1916
Monday, August 07, 2023
Saturday, July 29, 2023
किसके लिये लिखूँ
किसके लिये लिखूँ मैं
है कोई इसे पढ़ने वाला
है कोई इसे समझने वाला
है कोई इसे जीने वाला
खो जाएँगे यह भी लाखों की भीड़ में कहीं
बिन कहे अपना पूरा सच
बिन जिए अपने अधूरे सपने
नींद
कैसी नींद है यह
कुछ ख़याल सोते नहीं
कुछ पलकें झपकती नहीं
बदली सी मचलती है
इन आँखों को थकाकर
फिर ओझल हो जाती है
कहीं रात के अंधेरे में
बाट देखते, इंतज़ार करते
चाँदनी समेट लेती है
थाम लेती है चंचल मन को
Reality
Alone at night
With just vodka for company
One full glass
Thoughts run amok
North Pole to the south
In all directions
So many perspectives
Emerge, merge and then disappear
One after another
Making you realise
Nothing is worth the struggle
To seek yourself
This one night
Lonely dark desolate and sad
Is your reality
भीड़ और मैं
किस भीड़ में खोये हो
किस राह की तलाश है
किस मंज़र का इंतज़ार है
ना होगी कोई दस्तक
ना होगी कोई खटक
बस बेगाने कभी अपने ही चलेंगे
और कभी अपने पराये
ढूँढो खुद को इस भीड़ मे
तराशो अपना रास्ता
मोड़ तो बहुत आयेंगे
पर सन्नाटे में, द्वंद में
उन अंधेरी तन्हा गलियों में
हमेशा अकेले ही ख़ुद तो पाओगे
Sunday, July 09, 2023
मुंह की बात एंड मन की बात
muñh kī baat sune har koī dil ke dard ko jaane kaun
āvāzoñ ke bāzāroñ meñ ḳhāmoshī pahchāne kaun
This mismatch between the mouth and heart grows as we grow up. In fact this is the real growing up we need to do, to hide and pretend.
A child never pretends, we make games and play situation so they learn to pretend , to think and act what they aren't .
We call it encouraging creativity but we are teaching to them to pretend.
Grown up are defined by the level of pretence kept and maintained by us. We have a version of our self to all people around us. Each person around us maintaines a version of us and we try to project a version to each of them.
This could be the actual multiverse concept. We are living the multiple version of ourself for others.
Only the " self" knows the real version or in most case some part of it. We ourself can't predict what we will do when faced with situation never faced before.Will we fight or flight, empathize or ignore?
And for this only the poet says:
vo merī parchhā.īñ hai yā maiñ us kā ā.īna huuñ
mere hī ghar meñ rahtā hai mujh jaisā hī jaane kaun.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Return of the traveller
" The traveler slowly opens the lock ,he has not seen the inside of this room for last 5 years . The room smells of stale air as if the world has stopped inside.
As his eyes slowly adjust to the lights,unknown things start becoming familiar.Dust is everywhere so the traveler spruces up a small place to sit.
Soon memories from all corner overwhelm him,conversation held in past start ringing in his ears.He is not sure if they actually happened or imagination of his tired and weary mind.
He hears laughter and sighs,celebration of victories and consolation for setbacks. He tries to shut down the noise but memories have their own way.
This room is his and the traveler plans to claim it back. He plans to create more memory here."
This is the poetic version of what happened here on the blog. I stopped writing for 5 years and now have felt the urge again to regain this space.
Have started the clean up and hope to create more memories here.
So watch out for the space.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
1) Jackson Tolaram Company - An accounting firm of repute actually ill repute .famous for love marriages among co-workers. Most famous employee- Mr.Arun Pradeep aka Amol Palekar Designation- account officer. The company office is /near World trade centre Mumbai 07 & 08th Floor. The lunch options are Samovar inside Jehangir Art Gallery ;famous for Chicken alafoos and Chinese food. You can catch matinee show at Gaiety where Amitabh starrer Zameer is being shown. In case you have some personality issues you can take a train to Khandala to meet Colonel Julius Nagendranath Wilfred Singh the author of best seller date rape book "Drawing se bedroom tak - in 3 आसान चालों में". You have to take a left at the Khandala satiation to reach Col’s residence/training institute .
२) Bhavani Shankar Enterprises - Depending on the calendar year it could be an general trading company or just another company, what remains constant is the owner Bhavani Shankar aka Utpal Dutt- defender of faith, protector of mustache(chooti se baat) ,bachelor( naram garam),disciplinarian and dismissive of black pearl (Pele).
Thursday, February 04, 2010
So here is the contest
1) Please visit the link http://greatbong.net/book to read and feel what it is all about.
2)My top 10 Hindi movie lines
1. भैंस पूँछ उठाएगी तो गाना नहीं गाएगी ,गोबर ही करेगी ( Prem Chopra, Aaj ka Arjun)
Roughly translated in queen's language-
if a domestic Asian water buffalo (Bubalus bubalis) lifts its appendage to the torso(tail) .It is more likely to produce feces( bull shit) than perfect Raag bhairvi.
This translation proves you can take a dialogue from Prem Chopra but you can’t take Prem Chopra from the dialogue.(read it till you get the joke)
2 When I dead, Police coming
Police coming, bhudiya going jail
In jail Bhudiya chakki peesing and peesing and peesing ( Dharmendra, Sholay)
Another example where translation does not make sense.
3)
आया हूँ तो कुछ तो लूट के ले जाऊँगा ! खानदानी चोर हूँ खानदानी
!!
Only Gogo claim to do the villainy because of his lineage. So you can safely start hating the sinner as it all runs in the family .
4) साले दारू तो तुने भी जम की पी हें ,बदमाश !! ( Om puri, Jane bhi Do yaron)
5) कितने आदमी थे - No explanation required
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Was trawling the web when came across this at http://avinashkishoreshahi.wordpress.com/2008/06/29/babul-tum-bagiyaa-ke-taruvar-gopal-singh-nepali-dharmyug-1957/ . Really liked the poetry -
Babul Tum Bagiyaa Ke Taruvar (Gopal Singh Nepali, Dharmyug 1957)
Babul tum bagiya ke taruvar, ham taruvar ki chidiyaan re
Dana chugte ud jaayen ham, piya milan ki ghadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Babul tum bagiya ke taruvar…….
Aankhon se aansoo nikle to peechhe take nahi mudke
Ghar ki kanya ban ka panchhi, firein na daali se udke
Baaji haari hui triya ki
Janam-janam saugaat piya ki
Babul tum goonge naina, ham aanso ki fuljhadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Hamko sudh na janam ke pehle, apni kahan ataari thi
Aankh khuli to nabh ke neeche, ham the god tumhaari thi
Aisa tha wah rain-basera
Jahan saanjh bhi lage savera
Babul tum giriraj Himalaya, ham jharnon ki kadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Chhitraaye nau lakh sitaare, teri nabh ki chhaya mein
Mandir-moorat, teerath dekhe, hamne teri kaaya mein
Dukh mein bhi hamne sukh dekha
Tumne bas kanya mukh dekha
Babul tum kulvansh kamal ho, ham komal pnkhudiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Bachpan ke bholepan par jab, chhitke rang jawani ke
Pyas preeti ki jaagi to ham, meen bane bin paani ke
Janam-janam ke pyase naina
Chahe nahin kunwaare rehna
Babul dhoondh firo tum hamko, ham dhoondhe bawariya re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Chadhti umar badhi to kul-maryada se ja takrayi
Pagdi girne ke dar se, duniya ja doli le aayi
Man roya, goonji shehnai
Nayan bahein, chunri pehnayi
Pehnayi chunri suhaag ki, ya daali hathkadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Mantra padhe sau sadi purane, reet nibhai preet nahi
Tan ka sauda kar ke bhi to, paya man ka meet nahi
Gaan phool sa, kaante pag mein
Jag ke liye jiye ham jag mein
Babul tum pagdi samaj ke, ham path ki kankadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Maang rachi aansoo ke upar, ghoonghat geeli aankhon par
Byah naam se yah leela zaahir karwayi laakhon par
…..
….
…
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Neh laga to naiihar chhoota, piya mile bichhudi sakhiyaan
Pyar batakar peer mili to neer banin footi aankhiyaan
Hui chalakar chaal purani
Nayi jawani paani paani
Chali manane chir vasant mein, jyon sawan ki jhadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Dekha jo sasural pahunchkar, to duniya hi nyari thi
Phoolon sa tha desh hara, par kaanto ki phulwari thi
Kehne ko saare apne the
Par din dopahar ke sapne the
Mili naam par komalta ke, kewal naram kankadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Ved shashtra the likhe purush ke, mushkil tha bachkar jaana
Haara daanv bacha lene ko, pati ko parmeshwar jaana
Dulhan banker diya jalaya
Dasi banker ghar bar chalaya
Maa banker mamta baanti to, mahal bani jhonpadiya re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Man ki sez sula priyatam ko, deep nayan ka mand kia
Chhuda jagat se apne ko, sindur bindu mein band kia
Zanzeeron mein baandha tan ko
Tyag-raag se saadha man ko
Panchhi ke ud jaane par hi, kholi nayan kiwadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Janam lia to jale pita-maa, yauvan khila nanad-bhabhi
Byah racha to jala muhalla, putra hua to bandhya bhi
Jale hriday ke andar naari
Us par bahar duniya saari
Mar jaane par bhi marghat mein, jal-jal uthi lakadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Janam-janam jag ke nakhre par, saj-dhajkar jaayen vaari
Fir bhi samjhe gaye raat-din ham tadan ke adhikaari
Pehle gaye piya jo hamse
Adham bane ham yahan adham se
Pehle hi ham chal basein, to fir jag baatein rewadiyaan re
Ud jaayen to laut na aayen, jyon moti ki ladiyaan re
Monday, October 06, 2008
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
In Yankee Land
Some people just don't get it -:) imagine your grandfather in Bermudas with black knee length nylon socks.
Now imagine the same grandfather chairing your monthly review meeting. i have to endure this ordeal every month.
I cannot figure is it age or just the side-effect of Yankee land. it is one thing to be inspired by the surrounding and QUITE another to become the surrounding.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a socialist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me--
and there was no one left to speak out for me.
Friday, November 04, 2005
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
In just about 4 hours in putting my post on IIPM PM of Japan Mr. Junichiro Koizumi received a collect call from India from "Mgmt Guru".
The call conveyed the short & swift message to direct the PM to ask one of the bigger company's smaller Indian operation to gag its lowly paid employee for some "stupid" comments on blog.
the call ended with threat of relasing RKSKTL in JAPAN and also full page ad of his new Kyoto & Tokyo campus of his IIM(P) in all Japanese newspaper in FULL COLOUR & FULL PAGE.
Undersatnding the gravity the needful has been done by Japanese PM and now i must go underground or else BIG BROTHER is watching
COZ TRUTH MUST PREVAIL
Blog world is abuzz with IIPM Vs Truth "Fight to the finish".
The background is two bloggers Rashmi Bansal & Gaurav Sabnis exposed the so called Management guru- Arindam "pony tail" Chowdhuri & his famous "TOI Full page ad" IIPM.
IIPM responded true to its class not by denouncing bloggers claims but putting more bogus claim about a "AAJ TAK" story in which Rashmi Bansal is taking money from AMITY to denounce IIPM.
Next wave came in forms of Mental retard "students" of IIPM posting true to their worth comment on rashmi's blog putting all kind of crap doubting the identity,sexual preference etc.
then they setup fake blog denouncing the claims and one even claiming to be "real Gaurav".
Now Gaurav's employee IBM was asked to "pressurize" Gaurav to remove content from his blog else IIPM student will burn LAPTOP.( way to go guys).
Then the Happening of the Day - Gaurav Sabnis resigned from IBM. This guy actually did what he believed in.
It is very easy to say one thing but very hard to walk the talk. With impersonal blog it would have been easy for Gaurav to just delete the whole blog if necessary and carry on with his life.After all he has nothing to do with IIPM or Mr.Poneytail
Although have not met Gaurav personally but i know him through Quizzing faternity of Pune and through a common friend but after what he did would acatually like to shake hands with him.
As he did what he actually belived in. hats off to you Gaurav!!
To IIPM & Mr. Pony Tail- This guy has left his job to prove what he beileves what truth is. Can we expect same decency from your side?
I may not agree with what you say, but I shall defend to the death
your right to say it. - Voltaire
Monday, October 10, 2005
Two recent ads have used old and forgotten Hindi movie songs to great effect
1) The Radio mirchi- "Accident Ad"- two guys bang their car and instead of breaking in to obscenities break into song and dance . The song aptly used is from movie Collie and the song is "Accident ho gaya rabba rabba".
Nice mix of song and situation and then the punchline "mirchi sunnawale always khush".
Even ad dekhne wale bhi khush.
2)Recent Bajaj ad with beaustiful Kabhi Kabhi trek "tere chere se najar hathi". Nice song placement but the ad looked too far fetched.
However the use of these songs which we know so well in new places makes " my dil goes hmmmmmmmmmm"!!!
POST SCRIPT: This Mail was attributed to "MR.Vijay Kranti Dean - IIT Madras" However it turned to be a hoax. However the views hold good still
In the middle of 1965 India-Pakistan war, US govt - then a close friend of
Pakistan - threatened India with stopping food-aid (remember "PL-480"?).
For a food deficient India this threat was serious and humiliating. So much
so that in the middle of war, Prime Minister (Late) Lal Bahadur Shastri
went to Ram Leela Grounds in Delhi and appealed to each Indian to observe
one-meal-fast every week to answer the American threat. As a school boy, I
joined those millions who responded to Shastri ji's call. I continued the
fast even when the war was over and India became self sufficient in food.
Hurt deep by the national humiliation suffered at the hands of the US govt,
I had vowed to stop my weekly fast only when India starts giving aid to USA.
It took just 40 years. Last week THE day arrived. When Indian ambassador in
Washington DC handed over a cheque of US$ 50 million to the US govt, two
plane loads of food, medical aid and other relief materials were waiting to
fly to the USA. Time to break the fast? With no bad feeling about the USA,
and good wishes for the Katrina victims, this humble Indian feels proud of
the distance India has covered in 40 years. Let's celebrate a New India!"
Friday, September 30, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
What would you call someone who is trying to stop your soul from meeting from its creator - the supreme soul - god himself?
Devil
Nah think again it could be you!!!
Hypothetically the soul(sole ) purpose of us (human being) is to bid our time on earth doing Karma and fulfill our karmic destiny and meet our creator- the supreme being or whatever he/she/it is called by you.
So consequently the more time we spend on earth is actually keeping us away from the chance of life time( pun intended) to meet our creator/provider/supreme soul etc etc. to add to it we are delaying our entry into the jannat,paradise,swarg,utopia( whatever you call it).
So all those people sweating out in smelly clothes on tread mill when you can actually catch some more winks .
To all these people who deny the pleasure of sinful chocolates and other tasty foods for trying out boiled vegetables. ( another observation all health foods have no taste/yucky taste probably that's why they are health foods. need more clarity compare boiled vegetables with really well made Golgappas - gott it!! )
To all those who keep tab on their weight/waist size/BMI/sugar etc etc .
STOP FOOLING AROUND , EAT DRINK AND MARRY ( ya ya wrong spelling), DIE YOUNG, MEET YOUR CREATOR FAST
for all those who don't believe in all the above
EAT DRINK and MARRY ( later), STAY YOUNG , WRITE BLOGS
Monday, August 22, 2005
India is full of beauty but the problem that we are just 500 million more of us to enjoy that.
Hence the tour started on a sore note as we arrived Kashmiri gate ISBT .
Boy, the station resembled Lahore railway station as on 14th August 1947. All jostling and pushing to catch elusive bus to dehradun and mussoorie. After mushy spate about"how planning would have helped" and general accusations of " not organized enough" with my partner, managed to get tickets to one of the JUNTA buses.
Horror of horrors that turned out to be the one which has raised floor due to back tyres. People familiar with UPSRTC busses can imagine the "leg space" if any. Coupled with it it was a three seater and the person sitting on extreme left had a pole to limit his body expense to the available seat only crimping us further. After 5 minutes the bus started and we felt like human but as poetic justice our JUNTA bus driver - taking the insult of driving a JUNTA bus to its heart, performed some really cool stunt and left even the venerable VOLVO behind and was the first bus to reach duration that morning at 4 am!!.
Imagine traveling 250 Km in 5.5 hour that too in middle of night and some really unsafe driving . it might look little slow but believe me it was FAST.
Managed to get the first bus to Mussoorie and then onwards Taxi to Dhanoulty. Finally at 7 reached dhanoulty. The morning sun was really beautiful and it reflected on really green fresh-from-rains country side. Rains have magical effects on mountain as if the whole mountains wrap themselves in green shawls( sorry for such lousy ones). The air was fresher and crispier. the taxi driver surprised us by putting on the ever dependable FM and airwaves were filled with kishore songs. Magical.
Rest three days were spent in simple routine Eat-sleep-wakeup-eat-sleep-roam and its combination.
Dhanoulty is really a one horse town- rest all are mare and are available for hire!!! The locals tried to temp us to various beautiful "points" but our lethargy got better of us and we just strolled on the "mall road" which is of princely 1 km!!
We managed to eat in all possible dhabas and eat whatever they have to offer. Chicken were fresh( after you order the waiter used to run to butcher shop nearby and gets it for you!!) curd tasty and spices manageable .Best part was none of the heavy dinner /lunch exceeded Rs 125 in spite of our indulgences.
All in all magical trip - more so for the company but more about it later.
CONCLUSION- Want to run from the concrete jungle-
- Start running early - Friday night if possible
- Book EVEN bus tickets - night journey in night busses break your back
- Book GMVN hotel- cleaner and service is good- drawbacks - have to book it from New Delhi in advance- will not provide precise guidelines even to reach their own property.
- Mobile does not work- so carry it only for listening to FM.
- Dhanoulty town or GMVN guest house by quirk fate only receives two channels- ZEE SMILE AND AAJ TAK - so if you hate both AVOID the trip.
- However if you want lazy morning, misty afternoon and magical evening and don't miss the hustle bustle of the city . HIGHLY recommended.
In case any more information required feel free to drop line at at attaboy@gmail.com
Friday, August 12, 2005
May be it is more fun this way!!
Typical format
Guy: you are so cute , will you got out for coffee with me
Girl: Slap, Cant you go anywhere on your own. Do you take your mommy for even susu( pissing)!
Q: Kiskee Bajee?
options are:
a) Ladke ki
b) Ladki Ki
c) Mommy Ki !!!
Found it really funny
Imagine a future take:
Caller: Madam i won the price now i am here to take my Diamond( prize)
RJ: what prize , the contest is called kiske bajee so submit your name & number and i will announce it in tommrow's show- with sounds of drums and shouts of BAJEEEEEEEEEEE!!
another Question
KISKE BAJEE:
a) CALLER Ki?
b) VJ Ki?
c) Phone Company Ki?
Answers awaited!!!!
Monday, June 27, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Discussions Discussions
Verbose people all around you from morning till night . Verbal diarrhea at its best.
No wonder in India discussions never end . I have a theory on this.
The reason for Indian argument never end is .......
The English saying "We can discuss that till the cows come home" well the English end their discussion in evening after The English cows come back to their home after having English grass in English meadows( how romantic!!).
In Indian situtation The "Cows never come home ".Cows wander in the street ,block the traffic,gore people to death , cause traffic jam BUT never come home
So Indian argument continues......
Friday, May 13, 2005
i know some of you have seen the movie more times than i have but some how even today i have not come across anybody observing that the title song "andaz apna apna " is missing from the movie!!I distinctly remember that the song was shot and also featured in the print posters and publicity( actually a had a poster for long time but sadly misplaced it). The scene on poster was Raveena,Karshima,Amir & Salman Driving a cycle with four seat(the one in which all four seats are in row ).The lyrics of the song were( correct me if wrong!!)
SHOLA SHOLA DIL BHARKE
DIL >>> HUM TADPE,
DEKHO DILBAR JANA
MAUSAM HAIN KYA MASTANAA
AAA DEKHE ZARA,DIKHLAYE ZARA
ANDAZ APNA APNA!!
i wait your confirmation/comment
Thursday, May 12, 2005
kvsong
For all those who have the fortune of spending their time at Kendriya Vidyalayas or KV's -
The eternal song which we have to "croon" under hot sun at 9.30 and at all annual functions was "Bharat ka Swarnim Gaurav Kendriya Vidyalaya Layega"( roughly translated " The golden age of India will be brought by Bright kids of KV).
I dunno how much I contributed in bringing the "Golden age of India" but had my more than fair share in bringing cacophony to already disoriented singing in school times.
We few friends deliberately either upped or lowered the tempo to make the whole singing more fun for us and frustating for our dedicated music teacher. I believe the major reason for her grey hairs.
This is an public apology for all the grey hairs. sorry madam!!
Monday, April 25, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Why don’t people understand that Pakistan as a country exists only on its hatred towards INDIA cannot have lasting peace with India.
If there is peace between India and Pakistan, Pakistan losses its purpose of existence.
Remember in 1947 the only reason of Pakistan creation was that Muslim feudal landlord of Pakistan and Western UP wanted to have their own political sphere. Our then gora masters granted this wish of theirs.
Today the feudal lords have changed into respectable politicians and joined by a rogue army and jehaadi fanatics, All supporting each other
All of them can survive only by waging a war proxy or direct with India.
So banish all thoughts of lasting peace. The current lull is due to the big stick of USA.
However someday better sense will prevail on USA and it will realize that its “Natural Ally” is its real “Axis of Evil”.
In fact Pakistan is a fit case of unilateral intervention by USA . The 4 necessary conditions for the same are :
1) It posses means and will to employ chemical and biological warfare against “western interests”.
2) It is controlled by a dictator, backed by army and has effectively killed democracy.
3) It has clear and evident link with terrorist organization, which work against “western interests”.
4) It has proved track record of nuclear proliferation and an easy target for sourcing a “dirty bomb” by terrorists.
I foresee that in near future USA will have to disarm Pakistan of its Nuclear capabilities and the process has actually started.
Will love to hear junta’s feedback on same at attaboy@gmail.com
Cheers
Amit
Monday, April 11, 2005
Friday, April 08, 2005
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
my view- if casting couch exist so what?
if somebody is "throwing" at you why not giver to her demands like any self respecting warm blooded male/female would do.
Shakti did not approach the girl for f$#@# she approached her for "help" knowing well that our own Shakti is famous for you- know-what and is not a director and producer himself.to add to it he himself is not much in demand himself.
i challenge India TV to do the same with 1 politician and the they will be slapped with 100 charges and shunted out of industry as Tarun Tejpal of Tehleka.
It is blatant invisaion of privacy and INDIA TV is doing that just as a eyeball catcher.
PS: My suggestion to India TV is not to stop the "string operation" at the time of "preposition" only. why not make it a celebrity sex tape ( a la Paris Hilton) this will help in their eye ball catching mission after who all who will not like to watch "hackaon hackaon Nandu sabh ka bhandu in real life action???
Thursday, February 24, 2005
A blind man was waiting to cross the road when his guide dog peed on his leg. He reached into his pocket and took out a biscuit for the dog.
A passer-by, who had seen everything remarked, "That's very tolerant of you after what he just did."
"Not really," came the reply. "I'm just finding out where his mouth is, so I can kick him in the nuts
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
had a long day on Monday and it get reflected on Tuesday morning did not feel like getting up in the morning.
managed to take a bath(4 days ina row !!!) and stumbled into the bus. Horror of horror had a 500 Rs note to pay for the fare.
The conductor managed to give "sane advice" about how irresponsible people are carrying such big denomination notes, all the stupid junta also nodded in agreement.
If the govt cant provide change why does it issues such denomination and the bank ATM insist in churning them out instead of the smaller ones in demand.
Managed to read 40 pages of the War of the world by H G Wells.Got it hardbound with "Time Travel" at dirt cheap price from Fort Mumbai.
Got a call from a "placement consulatant". they are like shadows they run away when you chase them and if you stand still they stand next to you.
journey back to home was uneventful apart from a eve teasing incident. The guy got ear full of choicest punju abuses from junta in genaeral and some threatening guestures just for blinking to a gal.
Was generally depressed due to certain karmic connections.managed to pep myself after watching "enemy at the gates" nice war flick. the heroine looked real eye candy. who wont kill for the promise of such beauty.
may be some day.....
Monday, February 21, 2005
PHEW Indian marriages no matter people stick to one marriage as they are too scared to do the rituals again.You are made a complete jackass for the day or two (or may be for life, depending on how you look at it) . Made to do obscure rituals which might have significance in agrarian culture of yore but look completely ridiculous in modern times.
Had a great time with rajasthani food (the battle of bulges was forgotten for a day or two and i dig myself into plate full of sweets. In fact they served the main course after you had enough of sweet dishes.
Finally really happy for my friend as after lots of sleepless nights going through responses to his matrimonial ad and detailed discussions with him on merits of matching hobbies for successful marriage.he finally settled down with a girl who is symmetrically opposite to her!!!
managed to sneak in "black" in a recently opened MALL in the hinterlands the hall was good, the movie great and the performances electrifying.
The dialogues and movie justified my decision of buying a black car as the venerable AB says "black is the color of achievement"- amen.
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
However hard it tried,
Could never, never sink a ship
Unless it got inside.
All the evil in the world,
the wickedness and sin,
can never sink your soul's fair craft
unless you let it in.
All the hardships of this world,
Might wear you pretty thin,
But they won't hurt you, one least bit...
Unless you let them in.
the water that waits to find a hole
to sink a ship and harm the soul
the water that looks to find the depth
to sink a ship and take you there,
the strenght of the ship and the soul , will be found
only though,
if you let it in
the character that fails at the first chance given
the soul that cracks at the first sign of invasion ,
the body which despairs at the first chance of
extinction,
is that the strength of the water that seeps in?
My recent musing
fond them resonable to be put on BLOG
Thursday, February 06, 2003
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
www.goodnewsindia.com
i hope many of the reader could just visit the site and read articles of ordinary man/women's extraordinary solutions to their own problems.
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
Fond it quite moving and one of the few site of kargil heros which is well maintained and suitable done up.
Btw Nwang's dad Harish Kapadia is a well known author many trekking books (trekking bible for shayadri trekking)
Nawang was part of my favorite regiment in Indian army the GORKHAS.
Sam Manickshaw one said " if a person says that he has never been afraid in life either he is lying or he is a GORKHA"
The Gorkha’s are the only race that is part of three nation’s Army- Nepal, India & UK .
A civilian salute to these brave people and NWANG