Tuesday, April 28, 2009

EPL is here!!!!

I havent been reading your blogs lately. Apologies... :(

But its not my fault actually, its those damn universities, who take joy is torturing students with exams. That too twice a year. But nothing much can be done. Gotta gear up and write it. So I'll start preparing for my exams. You guys would be like, its just an exam why worry?

I'll show you how our questions would be...

1. A is twice as B. B is three times C. Then find D.
No, No we wont get these questions but you get the idea right?

Wish me luck guys... :)

oh, the EPL, its Exam premier league...


I have finally found someone… I have known her for 2years, took quite a while to realize what we had. We started as friends, I never dreamt we be taking this journey together in the love lane. I keep thinking about her all time, during my classes, even when I’m with my friends. I just couldn’t help it, though I know I’m gonna see her in evening. Yep, we see each other every day. Sometimes her friends call in; they are the coolest people you could hang out with.

My girl knows me like the back of her hand. She understands me so well. She’s not like the other girls you hear about from your friends, nagging and stuff. No, my girl is a cute little angel. She never disagrees to what I have to say or does she chews out for stupid things I do. Come to think of it, last two years we never had a fight. Not even a misunderstanding.

She takes me with her to do all her shopping and I get to pick her clothes and accessories. I get to choose the colors too. I never felt so sure about anything in my whole life.

I think I’m falling for her. Falling truly madly deeply in love with her

I totally one hundred percent committed to her….MY BLOG…

P.S. Suresh and Garima thanks for giving me this idea… Yes, your comments on Quest for Love made me write this... :)

Monday, April 27, 2009

GOOD, BAD AND THE UGLY (revisited)

There was this highway not very wide but dark, running through a beautiful country side. All kinds of cattles and flocks one could see on the sides of the road.

A raft of ducks making their way to the pond and they have to cross this not so happening highway. (No no this aint no "Duck Tales" with huey, dewey and louie ).

But this is not another boring day, and when the raft was halfway down the road, a car cruises and fluf fluf.. screech..bak bak bak.. well dont worry! no one is hurt. Just that one of those ducks, a little duck got stranded on the wrong side of the road. With the raft proceeding towards the pond, the little duck left stranded desperately tries to cross the road, unaware of the truck gaining towards it...

God sends...


Good as his natural self was walking on the road side enjoying the beauty of the country side whistling merrily. Bah! he sees the little duck frantically crossing the road and there is this speeding truck.

Without thinking twice, Good plunges towards the duck, pulls it almost from the wheels of the truck, and rolls to the otherside of the road.

Good is pleased, duck is happy and God is proud.



Bad was all crappy coz nothings happenin in the country side, he was kickin cans on the side of the road when our white duck frantically crosses the road. Bad sees the truck too.

Alright atlast something is happening here, Bad pulls out his mobile shoots the duck getting crushed under the wheels, uploads the video on youtube, calls his friend and says "Dude check this out......."

Bad is proud, duck is dead and God is ashamed.



Nirmal was a little gloomy walking on the side of the road, coz he is suffering a writers block, thinking about his next post.

Thats when he sees the little duck climbing up the road and the moment it starts its run, Nirmal notices the truck speeding towards the duck. He sees the duck, the truck; the truck, the duck, ahhgg!! the wheels and at the last minute, when the duck is almost under the wheels, Nirmal takes the most difficult decision of his life yet, he plunges into a somersault his feet in the air, his right hand on the ground (in matrix effect), he collects duck in his left hand and safely lands on his feet on the other side of the road (And the crowd goes wild).

"Phew! that was close duckie, welcome to my dinner".

Nirmal got his post, duck will taste and God must be crazy!!!.....

P.S: No ducks were harmed in the process.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

All That Remains...

Its time I wake from slumber
I have been in Darkness
For so long

Its time I stop seeking
What I never had
What I'll never Have

Its time I start picking up the pieces
And take what
Life throws at me

Its time I move on
She took the joy and laughter
Whats left of me is
Just skin and bones

And thats a whole lotta skin
I mean it guys, I seriously need to drop some weight
I thought of having a six pack, guess I'll end up with a family pack instead... :)

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Your Worst Nightmare

I was walking in a park. I came across some beautiful rose bushes. Red and white roses on either side of a straight path. I strolled down. It led me to a decorated arc, saying welcome. I could hear the soft music and cheers, I was pretty much sure there was a wedding going on. Then my best friend came running, "Hey... You are late...Where were you... I cant believe you are late for your own wedding." I had no idea on what was going on. My wedding? Then he pulled me to a room, I dont know why but I started wearing the black tux and everything. Then he handed me the ring. It was plain nothing fancy. It had some inscriptions. I looked closer... "Yours Forever and Ever" Next thing I knew I was standing in the alter, still wondering who's gonna be my bride....

"Da Dum-da-Dum Da Dum-da-Dum" Thats the wedding music, well what did you expect. I'm no A.R.Rahman...
I was so eager to look at the bride. I slowly turned, everyone's eyes were fixed on her. I stoped at her feet, my heart racing... I blacked out...

I open my eyes to a room with a heart shaped bed with roses and stuff. I still had no clue about the bride. I could hear all the giggling and foot steps behind the door. She was wearing gagra choli I couldnt see her face. I know, it was a christian wedding earlier and now she's wearing this.Its a dream,expecting rational explanantion is prohibited. There was someone else behind her, holding her hand. The girl rised her head to look at me. You wouldn't believe it. It was Jessica Alba with bindhi, bangles and all that traditional things.

I heard the door being locked from outside. That someone behind her was still there. Am I getting a double package on my wedding night? And that someone stepped away from Alba....

AAAhhhhhh... I woke up with a scream. I was breathing heavily...

"Damn you Cash Warren!!!"

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Summer of 99

Seeing the little kids enjoying the summer vacation brings back the memories of stolen childhood. I would always love to be the little boy dallying around with not an ounce of care or remorse.

Cricket at wee hours of the morning
Breakfast at unearthly hours
Jungle book
Tales Pin
Duck Tales
Lunch at friends place
Stolen Mangoes
Aimless wandering
Dooba Dooba – Silk Route
Oh Sanam – Lucky Ali
Sea Hawks
Tele Match
Knight Rider. The one with David Hasselhoff not SRK. I dint know this guy’s name until I saw him in you know what... C’mon who gives a damn about talking car; I wanna see the blondes in slow motion.

Man we were killing time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothing can last for ever

And if I had a choice
Yeah I would wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life
Back in the summer of 99

Friday, April 17, 2009


I heard this somewhere,

Money and
Good physique is like underwear.

Every Man should have it. But shouldn’t show case it unless he’s a super man.

Talking about super man,

Man 1 – It’s a bird
Man 2 – It’s a plane

Man 3 – No… You guys need spectacles…

C’mon how on earth a man flying with his hands straight ahead resembles a bird worse yet a plane. I would buy that if he flew with his arm stretched on his side like this…

Have you wondered, he takes the bullets in his chest and dodges when some one throws the gun at him?

You know his usual line before he starts flying? I’ll never be able to figure that out…

Up… [Still on the ground]
Up…. [Still on the ground]
And away… [There he goes] Starting trouble may be?...

The cape he wears, doesn’t it disturb him when fighting the bad guys. Isn’t it strange that it never gets entangled in transmission lines…

He uses his x-ray vision to look into girl’s locker room and shy away as if it was by accident. Why doesn’t he use this vision to find the bad guys having kryptonite instead?Coz he’s a pervert, no he’s superman… So he’s gotta be super pervert…

Movies are beyond logic… Like light saber, brother who’s a talking mouse, robot cop,Mutant with steel claws at wrong places, Dinosaurs and smart women…: D

There are people who try to make it credible. Like a car that could take you anywhere in time [Robert Zemekis’ Back to Future] or a machine that would help you do the same [Simon Wells’ Time Machine] no, superman doesn’t need any of those. He doesn’t need any gizmos, that’s why he’s the superman. He would fly around the earth so fast reversing the spin of the earth. That would reverse time…? How lame is that…
[ Superman the movie 1978]

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Movie Quotes

Since the popcorn incident, I have been thinking, which I usually don’t do. We see lots of movies and there are few scenes that are simply hard to forget. So I dedicate this post to all those cool movie lines and scenes.

Will Smith says this when he jumps in front of Eva Mendes’ car

Because that's what people do. They leap, and hope to God they can fly, because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way down, why in the hell did I jump? But here I am, Sarah, falling, and the only one that makes me feel like I can fly... is you.

10 things I hate about you:

Julia Styles poem to Heath Ledger. 

I hate the way you talk to me,
 And the way you cut your hair.
 I hate the way you drive my car. 
I hate it when you stare. 
I hate your big dumb combat boots, 
And the way you read my mind.
 I hate you so much it makes me sick; 
It even makes me rhyme. 
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. 
I hate it when you lie. 
I hate it when you make me laugh, 
Even worse when you make me cry.
 I hate it when you're not around, 
And the fact that you didn't call. 
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. 
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all

 The Notebook:

Rachael McAdams and the male lead’s conversation. Come on guys, I watched the movie for Rachael McAdams, who cares about the male lead?
Rachael is Allie and the guy is Noah.

Noah: Would you just stay with me? 
Allie: Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we're already fighting
Noah: Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are,  99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, and then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing. 
Allie: So what? 
Noah: So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day.

Sin City:

My favorite lines from the movie. Goldie is murdered and Marv goes on a revenge spree killing his way to the top cat.

Priest: ...ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for. 
Marv: Worth dying for. 
[shoots the priest] 
Marv: Worth killing for. 
[shoots him again] 
Marv: Worth going to hell for. 
[shoots him again] 
Marv: Amen.

P.S. I Love You:

 Gerard Butler holding Hilary Swank’s shoulders,

I know what I want, because I have it in my hands right now. You.

I am tired of thinking and gonna end this one here. Guys feel free to remind of things I missed out...

Monday, April 13, 2009


The other day, my friend asked me go to a movie with him. I have already seen that movie. It’s not the kind of movie you would watch again. Who am I kidding…? Not even once. So there he goes, dragging me all the way to the theatre. The theatre was flooded by movie goers, still in high hopes fooled by the trailer. I said, “There’s no way we could get tickets today” He said, “Don’t be so negative. We are so watching this movie today” “Saar buy some popcorn… Its only 10 rs a packet” “Here we stand with no tickets, you want us to buy popcorn” I said. My friend, “Don’t take it out on him. We will get the tickets somehow, so buy the popcorn” “Get the tickets first, I will buy popcorn later

In another 10 minutes the counter was closed. I was happy, I’m gonna go home and get some sleep. All the disappointed people cleared the counters. Ah, this is lot better than the faces I saw after the movie. These people dont realize how lucky they are than those who bought the tickets. I said, “Let’s go home man, the suns trying to suck out my brain… Poor thing, how would it know? My boss ate that for lunch yesterday.” But he gave me that face, you know, somebody invites you a birthday party, everyone else gets a piece of the birthday cake and you dint. He gave me that face. Alright I’ll get two black tickets, I said to myself.

It’s easy to spot them. It really baffles me; you could easily pick them out in a bunch of hundred people. I was surprised at the price he demanded. Ticket costs only 90 and he wanted 150. I’m not paying that for much for this movie. My friend, “Come on yaar, don’t make a scene. Pay him already. Let’s go inside” I hadno choice. I don’t know where the popcorn guy came from; he was back at it again. I was nettled. “How much is the popcorn really? 2 rs and your selling it for 10 rs eh?” My friend had to drag me to the queue where people were waiting to get inside. 

We were waiting in the queue, another five minutes had passed. Here comes the popcorn man again. This time with a low voice, “Saar… You said you would buy popcorn if you had the tickets…” I was kind of sorry for him now but that’s not gonna make me buy that popcorn. “Sorry yaar. I don’t have any change.” He left without saying a word. We were nearing the entrance. My friend got a call. He face changed. First time I saw him smile today. He said, “Dude Ashanka wants to see me. I have to go man…” “You can’t leave me like this dumbo.” “Please understand, she’s my girl friend. I have to go…” I was confused, what hell just happened. 

The guy standing behind me, pushed me in. I entered the theatre and started looking for my seat. I was cursing my self for spending 300 bucks for a worthless movie which I have watched already. I found my seat. Holy Bijeesus, a cute girl in a white whatever you call it and dark jeans was in the next seat. I took my seat. I was giving thumps up looking at the dark ceiling. Okay I was thanking God. I was like, talk to her, talk to her come on. I was nervous; this is the first time I’m in a situation like this. Then a crazy thought came over my mind. Is she with her boy friend? I leaned and looked at the person sitting next to her. Oh yeah, it was another girl. I think they were friends. 

I gave another thumps up and started preparing myself. “Hi… My name is anand” No… Its too obvious. It has to be something spontaneous. What am I suppose to talk about? About this movie? No, girls don’t like people who talk bad about things and there’s nothing good in this movie to talk about. Come on it’s a theatre, you are watching a movie… think ! think! Be spontaneous. Hey if you don’t talk to her in next five minutes, you won’t talk to her ever… My heart was beating fast. My forehead was drenched in sweat. I wiped my forehead. How hard could it be, come on. Be spontaneous. I mustered up some courage and said, “Would you like to have some popcorn…?”

Oh-My-God…Why on earth did I say that?  I don’t have any popcorn. Everything happened outside, ran across my mind in nano seconds. I turned face to the other side in a jiffy. I was looking at the dark ceiling, “Why?”

Saturday, April 11, 2009

The Exchange

It was late night. A sharp whistle was heard. It was followed by a cough, few yards away. A tall frame of a silhouette moved in the dark. The tall frame said, “When the clock strikes ten.” Another voice said, “Its time to get the job done.” A short frame came out of the darkness. The Tall frame, “You got the code correct. I couldn’t believe they accepted you in the gang.” The Short one, “It’s a privilege working with you people. Given a chance I’ll prove my loyalty to the gang.”You know what they will do to you, if the plan goes wrong?  Consider yourself dead if this blows out.” “I'm totally aware of thatreplied the short one.

My package…Is it ready?” “Eh…No… I tried…” “What!!! Don’t screw with me. I don’t need any lame excuses. I pay you, you get me what I want. It’s as simple as that.
I couldn’t arrange for it in such a short notice. You will have them tomorrow morning
I better have that tomorrow or else” “I swear you will get them tomorrow.” “One more thing, no one else but the gang should know about this” “No one will know” The tall one grabbed the short one’s shoulder and pressed it hard, “If its all spoiled, I’ll take care of you myself.”

Tcchhh… Lights every where… Both are blinded by the sudden flood of light in the darkness. They cover their eyes with their hands.

“Who’s there? Bubbloo, Dev what are you doing here?”
Gr…Grandpa we were…
Dev interrupted, “Grandpa we heard noises back here. That’s why we came here to check if it’s alright
Grandpa, “Its late, you kids should be in bed. Now go to your room…

Tomorrow was Grandpa’s birthday. All the grand children were planning to throw a surprise party. If you are wondering what the package was…

Friday, April 10, 2009


I have been waiting. Taking down time by one second at a time. It’s been quite a while and I m still waiting. The freakiest part is when you are waiting, every one else seems so occupied with their work. It feels like you are the only poor soul sitting there wasting time, doing nothing. I have my limits too. You cant leave coz you have been waiting for it all this time and if you leave, it would just make this time go worthless….You want this badly, you just cant walk away…

I plugged my i-pod. Vanessa Carlton – A thousand miles, one of my favorites. I never fail to listen to this when I am driving at night. It doesn’t seem good right now. I’m annoyed to no end. I pull out the ear plugs and throw them. I slam my hand on the table, I just couldn’t take it anymore. An elderly couple having their lunch in the next table was startled by the bang. I picked up the white rose, which I bought on the way here. Its gonna pay the price. To the couple’s surprise, I started pulling out petal after petal…

I started muttering; my schezwan fried rice will come or will it not. Will it come...

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Blood and tears

The evening breeze was cold. Twilight was creeping over. Priya rested her head on Rahul’s shoulders. Rahul was holding her hand, toying with her fingers. They sat there in silence, in each others company. Rahul meant the world for Priya. She really wished she could stay here with him, like this for all the rest of time. The noise around them hushed down. It was late in the evening, people began to leave. Priya staring at the rolling waves got a little anxious. She popped out a question.

How much do you love me?”  “Ugh…” Rahul was quite surprised by the question. He gave her a puzzled look. “You see this mighty blue sea…” She spread both her arms wide apart “I love you that much. How much do you love me?”  Rahul showed his fist, “This is how much I love you”. Priya was taken aback by his gesture. She was staring at his fist, almost at the verge of crying. Rahul, “They say a man’s heart is the size of his fist and I love you with all my heart” he broke a smile. Tears rushed down her cheek.

Hey what are you doing? Cant even do a thing properly. Good for nothing” Sameer. It was this shout that brought Priya back to reality. She tried to wipe her tears; she felt a sharp pain in her finger. She cut her finger doing the vegetables. It’s only then she realized why Sameer was shouting at her. Sameer came back with the first aid box. “Why cant you concentrate on what you are doing? Always lost in thoughts” Sameer. He took a bandage and started dressing her finger. Sameer was a strict disciplinarian. He was brought up that way. It’s been a week since their marriage; Priya was still scared of him. Sameer’s phone rang. Priya with a hushed tone, “Your ph..phone is ringing.” Sameer still dressing the wound, “I know… Whoever it is can wait... Nothing is more important than my wife.”