Race2 , a review

Well well well, where do I start? I've always been a huge fan of Race (2008). Instead, i've been a huge fan of few of director duo Abbas-Mustan's thriller right from Gupt, Soldier, Ajnabee & most recently Race. They were few of the movies i started enjoying in the genre of thrill. So I was too excited for their latest serving, Race2. To cut the long story short, I was disappointed. And that too, to the core. I mean, I have fond memories of watching Race in a jam-packed house of Sapna Cinema, Ulhasnagar amidst clapping & whistling audience. Each action sequence was aesthetically done. Each twist was able enough to keep you seated at the edge. The larger than life extravaganza which is a crucial part of AB thriller was quite believable. Whereas coming back to Race2, all you find is sub-standardised animated action. Predictable story line/twists. That spark of AB thriller is missing everywhere. Body show by male actors and skin show by females for the heck of it. Music has always been a plus point of AB thriller. Right from Viju Shah adding the melody to Gupt in the form of 'mere khwabon mein tu' & 'duniya haseeno ka mela' till Pritam doing the same for the disaster called Players (Dil ye beqaraar kyun hai). Even the soundtrack of Race was notch higher than Race2. Whatever Pritam did in Race2 doesn't fits in the category of music to my ears atleast. It was out and out clubbing together of few irritating techno sounds that pierces through your ears. And talking about the action, God! WTF were AB thinking during the principal photography ?? I haven't seen such mediocre computer generated pictures in ages. I want to pin-point two main incidents from the movie. First, the holy shroud robbery sequence. Dear AB, stop reading cheap detective novels for God sake. I mean, even a 5th grader would predict the outcome of it. Secondly, the boxing fight between John Abraham & Typhoon. It was simply brilliant. Probably the only reason AB would have hired this "pehalwaan" was this s cene. He can't act. Take it in writing. John Abraham can't act. Performance wise, Saif Ali Khan stole the show. He has come a long way I tell you. I loved his performance as well as his styling. Anil Kapoor tried to provide the comic relief but was more lingering towards irritating. None of the female leads are worth my comments. All they did was cleavage show. On the whole, Race2 is a disaster for me. A colossal failure I would say. 1*/5*

Thalaivar...

Alright! It is 12-12-12 and it’s superstar Rajnikanth’s birthday. So, we’ve come up with 12 things that will change in Indian cricket if Rajnikanth decides to play for Team India now.

1. India can still win this ongoing 4-match series despite being 2-1 down after three Tests.

2. ICC will revamp DRS (decision Rajnikanth system), where the umpires will have to refer every dismissal to Rajnikath. Of course, BCCI will agree to this.

3. The Indian selectors will retire from all forms of cricket.

4. Rajnikanth will be the bowler and also the keeper at the same time.

5. Bowlers and fielders who are guarding the boundary will have to wear helmets while Rajnikanth is batting.

6. The wickets start running from one end to the other when Rajnikanth hits the ball.

7. Duncan Fletcher will stop wearing sun glasses.

8. Pietersen, Dhoni and Dilshan can take the backseat. Rajnikanth will show the world how to play a switch-helicopter-dilscoop.

9. Rajnikanth will decide which bowler has to bowl to him. The opposition captain, again, agrees.

10. Rajnikanth will bat left-handed in place of Tendulkar, score a double hundred, and silence Tendulkar’s critics.

11. Rajnikanth will interview the commentators at the presentation ceremony.

12. Yuvraj Singh will change his date of birth as a mark of respect to Rajnikanth.

Learnings...

In the past 7 months,

1. I learnt to operate 3 critical
machines

* Scanner
* Printer
* Xerox Machine

2. I learnt to use 3 High End Software:
* Microsoft Word
* Microsoft Excel
* Microsoft PowerPoint

3. I learnt to use 3 great shortcuts:-
* Ctrl C
* Ctrl V
* Ctrl S

4. I learnt to say three very imp words
for professional life:-
* Yes
* Sorry
* I'll Just Do That

5. When I really wanted to quit, I
learnt to: -
* Wake Up early
* Sleep late
* Continue to Work

6. I learnt to: -
* Face Monday
* Fight For 6 Days
* Wait For Saturday

7. I learnt to give reasons to family
frnds and relatives for not making
* Phone Calls
* Messages
* Mails

8. I learnt to celebrate these things far
away from loved ones:-
* Birthdays
* Loneliness
* Festivals

9. In last 7 months, People say:-
* You Learnt...
* You Earned...
* You Enjoyed...

10. But when I compare me with my
self...
* I just Sustained...
* I just Tolerated...
* I just Survived...

And all this because i want to become a CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT :) :)

Sonu, tumhare liye...

Dear Sona,

Have you ever tried to understand that why suddenly you lose a grip on yourself and lose your temper? The thing is you get attached to it/person easily, whoever…people say you are too hard to gel with but on the contrary I feel you are too easy to gel with…you know, you get so attached to it [that person] that when you see they hiding from you.. when you see they being secretive with you, you can’t take it. You want clear answers, coz you give ‘em out on their face. And that is what I love the most about you. You are my honey dip. I know you pretty well. There are really very few people on this planet who have been my subject of scrutiny. And you are one of them my love. But, guess what, its not compulsory that it works out pretty much same always. Everybody has buttons and by trying to gain power on somebody you push ‘em which ticks ‘em off. Which, in our case, ofcourse, I never intended to press but did.

Don’t feel bad about it now. Please try and understand what made me do so. May be I crossed my line and I know I suck at crossing it, like the chicken trying to cross the road.  :D

Jokes apart, don’t be so hard on yourself. You are not the sona I know. Sona is a little cute innocent girl at heart. Don’t do something unpredictable even to yourself in the fit of rage/anger. All I can do is accept my fault, fight the urge to overpower them (as stupid as it will sound to you coz I know you won’t give me another chance) and let them be. I will leave now. If this is what you want, I will do this. I want to see you happy. No matter you are with me or not. I want to see you happy. You’ve been my first love. And you will always be. Every moment that I live henceforth, you will be a part of it. Every breath I take, will remind me of you. But as they say, sometimes it’s a better option to let go. You can’t always get what you desire. And they say, deserve before you desire.

Sonu, I hope you get the gist of this ambiguity. I’m sorry. Sorry for whatever happened. It was unfortunate. Pardon me if you can. J

Lots of love and respect…

Kya karein kya na karein...

This post might make few readers feel that am boasting about myself. But well then, tumhare maan-ne ya na maan-ne se mujhe fark padta nahi aajkal. Tumhe mere hone na hone se fark nahi padta to mujhe kyun pade? Kaun se maine apne gehne girve rakh diye thaare paas ke mujhe fark pade? Bhaad mein jaao!

I’m a total movie-buff. Everybody knows that. There are few directors whose’ movie I seldom miss. These includes the likes of RGV, Habib Faisal, Shimit Amin and Anurag Kashyap. I know most of their projects are nothing but shitty but still I can tolerate them for each time they serve ‘something new’. The reason I admire such directors is that I feel my attitude matches their’s. This line may make many feel that boasting has started. Fine then, am boasting. I feel a connect with their work. I believe they are the ones who live their life on their own terms. They don’t compromise on their output. It may even mean churning out shit. As far as they are happy with their work, they don’t give any damn to the outer world. Same is with me.

I’ve always had my own set of beliefs from very tender age. From quite early I had developed this attitude where-in I decided to opt out of the knot if I felt I can’t make with this person. In other words, I preferred to break it.  And touchwood, till date there has been no qualm of being this way. I do what I believe. And I believe what I do or what I am about to do.  Person himself knows where his/her strength lies. Me particularly is quite aware about it. Give me any God-damn thing. Bit tensed I may get, but ever you’ll find me in-competent. Be it anything. I’ll find some or the other way out. I’m saying so because I’ve been tried and tested under severe situations. And I’ve came out with the victor’s cup. But that was possible because somebody gave me chance. A chance to prove myself. And a chance to discover myself. Quite often we find people saying that I’m tired, I feel over-worked, I feel humiliated, etc etc. I don’t feel that way. Trust me. For, I take every new day on my toes. For, I know each new day has got new things in store for me. Give me an example of one person, who can say that my present day was ‘exactly’ same as my last day. There won’t be any. And I can bet my manhood for that.

Each new days brings in an opportunity to do something ‘new’. It just depends upon how you encash it. I try. I try to make the most of it. Few days back I had sent one sms to all my friends saying that for every day of my 7 months of article-ship [on paper!] so far, I haven’t worked for a single day. And by work, I meant the WORK. Yes. It might come as a shocker for many. But I hope you get the feel behind what I said. Each new day was different from the one that had passed. I experienced myself getting well-versed with the things each new day. Each new day there was something in my knowledge-bank that was not there at the end of the previous day. And that is what I’ve always wanted. I fear nothing[practically]. What I fear is stagnancy. One thing that I’ve realized time and again is, life moves on. People may come. People may go. Events may come. Events may go. Show goes on. Remember that one person in school on whom you were totally flat? Is that same person there with you NOW? I know majority of you will reply in negative. For those who said YES, then, mates you are the lucky ones. Don’t lose them. I was on very good terms with few people. Life was moving on. They were alive. I was alive. Then a stage came where our equations were not that great. They moved on. I moved on. They were alive. I was alive. Gulzar saahab rightly says, ‘jaanewalon ke liye kabhi dil nahin toda karte….’. Then they came back. I accepted them with a warm hug. They are moving on. I’m also growing and developing [very much evident!]. They are alive. I’m alive. To rona kya bhendi? Gar tumko hai problem, tumhara issue hai, na rumaal hai hum pe, na hum pe tissue hai, sutte ka kohra hai, daaru bahi hai.

As I said, I fear stagnancy, these days I’m feeling lots and lots of fear. For, in a way, my life has become stagnant. There are certain people with whom I want to talk and end certain things/issues. I know my exit is written. I’ve myself penned it with what I’m. I just want that exit to be smooth. I don’t want any past-exit hues and cries. I don’t want people to abuse me after I’m gone. Atleast not for something that I wasn’t even part of. Don’t know why I’m in the bad books of majority of the people. May be because I’m a rowdy guy. There is this upcoming movie of Akshay Kumar named ‘Rowdy Rathore’. And many people are not aware of the word ‘ROWDY’. To my mind, rowdy is something and somebody who is bit loud. If it is the definition then yes, obviously I’m a ROWDY. You are a ROWDY. Everyone is ROWDY. Some people prefer to hide it. And they succeed in doing so as well. And some like me feels no shame in flaunting it. If expressing your joy/mental state is being rowdy, then yes am a rowdy yaar. So what? What’s wrong in that? And I’m a bad person because of that? Screw you, if you said yes.

I was talking about beliefs. You know, you can change somebody’s belief. But you can’t change somebody’s mental decision. I can explain you everything in detail. But it won’t be of any use in case you’ve already decided my character. And boss Gulzar saahab says, ‘khamoshi ka haasil bhi ek lambi si khamoshi hai…’. Can you understand it? Boss baat karne se hi baat banti hai. Trust me, it doesn’t takes a moment to call it off. What takes time is making it. Taj Mahal can be demolished in a minute. But can you imagine how long would it have taken to build it? Same goes with human relations. And that relation can be any. Be it father-son, husband-wife, friends, lovers, etc. Ignorance is bliss they say. Wish I could kick them in their ass. Can you wonder how badly it hurts when some body ignores you? You can spend your life with somebody who hates you, who wants to kill you but not with somebody who is ignorant of you. For, then such life loses it’s charm yaar. You know the reason of life is to live your life with a reason. If somebody hates you, you have a reason to try and make sure that his/her hatred is reduced. If somebody wants to kill you, you’ve a reason to mend your ways with that person. But what if somebody ignores you? What is the purpose then? You can’t always go and ping somebody. After a point you start to feel ashamed of yourself. Of your ego. Of your self-respect. Andar se ek aawaaz dhikkaarti hai ke chutiye jab usko nahin padi to tu kyun chuttad ghis raha hai? But then, for somebody like me who thinks a lot, it isn’t easy either to lose it so easily. As I said, I will be happy if somebody feels bad about me if I had done wrong with that person, which I haven’t done with anybody so far as far as my memory supports me.. But I can’t live with the guilt that I’m in the bad books of that person for no apparent fault of mine. It doesn’t happens with everyone. Almost all feels that am an asshole. I show them this- _|_.  But I can’t think of somebody feeling bad of me when that somebody was a friend of mine at one point of time. That too, a good friend.

I happened to watch one movie called ‘Pyaar Ka Punchnama’ few days back all thanks to Babu Gujjar! There is this famous scene in the movie where one of the male characters gets frustrated of the opposite sex and spits his anger about them. I believe that particular scene is one the best scene I’ve ever seen in my life. I give full marks to the writer for penning down such minute yet real details so perfectly. Each one of us must have gone through it one day or the other. There was this remarks about ‘girls and sense’ in that very scene. It was so God-damn true. For girls, each talk is argument. For boys, each talk is discussion. Boys have this basic criteria of making sense in every discussion. Aur ladkiyaan bolti hain ke bhenchod ye sense jaisi chhoti si cheez ke wajah se hum argument kaise haar jaayein? _|_

Bhai kisi ko khush ho ke main bataata hoon ke am a part of Ernst and Young family now which is supposed to be part of one of the big four management consultancy firms in the world. Maine hamesha se yehi jaana, samjha aur maana hai ke khushi baanttne se badhti hai aur gham baanttne se kam hota hai. Dekha phir wohi baat, BELIEF. Khaer, maine un khawaateen ko bataaya ke main EY ka part hoon. Us waqt to unka koi jawaab na aaya. Ek din bas yun hi garma garmi ka thoda maahaul chal raha tha to unka jawaab aata hai ke- Don’t boast about you big company thing. Hansi bhi aati hai. Afsos bhi hota hai. Hansi isliye ke kis cheez ko kahaan joda un khawaateen ne. Afsos isliye ke yaar kahin maine galti to nahin ki unhe bataa ke? Ya unhe dost maan ke? Samajh mein nahin aa raha yaar. Ek yehi example nahin hai. Aur bhi hain. Khaer dusron ki tarag ungali uthaane se pehle apne girebaan mein bhi jhaank lena chahiye aisa mujhe sikhaaya gaya hai bachpan se. By the way sweetheart, woh company nahin, firm hai. JFYKI ok. I’m not boasting here about my global-gyaan!

Yaar maine ye post bade hi frustration mein likha hai. I seriously wants to come out of this shit sooner. Else I will screw my own life. Kuch log hain jo mujhe kehte hain ke college ke 5 saal beet gaye tum ek ladki nahi pata sake. Thoo hai tumhari zindagi pe. Main mazaak mein baat uda deta hoon ke yaar aap bade log ho. Hamaare aise bhaag kahaan. Or afsos to ladkiyaan karein ke college ke 5 saal beet gaye aur who humein nahin pata saki’. Agar thoda sa dimag laga ke dekhein is cheez pe, toh I feel jisne ladki pataayi usne kya ukhada? Ghants of the Babs. Zyada se zyada chumma-chaati kiya hoga. Thok liya hoga. Bas? Is se zyada kya kiya? Maine ladki na pata ke us time ko productively utilize kiya. Padhai ki thodi bahut. Aur aaj yahaan hoon. Am part of EY. And am proud of it. If you feel it’s boating, then may be yes. I like to boast about it. I feel proud when I wear that I-card with that logo of EY. Garv hota ke EY ke logo ke bagal mein meri tasveer hai aur meri photo hai. Am part of this family now. Haan I like to talk about the big things today coz bhenchod BADE ACHHE LAGTE HAIN. Isn’t it? Aaj duniya Sir Sir karke peechhe chalti hai. Mere doston ko haq hai ke woh mera mazaak uda sakein ye keh ke beta aajkal to biscuit ko bhi parleG kehte hain, respect mili to zyada na ud. Par aapko koi haq nahin banta mere ya mere kaam ke bare mein kuch bolne ka kyun ki aap to mujhe dost hi nahin maante. I feel proud that I stay in five-star hotels. That I travel by business class. That I’ve seen 7 cities in 50 days. That I’ve Toyota Innova besides my ass. That I’ve full freedom to take that Innova for a ride of 100kms just for a movie. That I’m offered The Last Drop, one of the costliest whisky in the world. Yes, I’m boasting. I’m boasting because I’ve earned it for myself. Nobody came and gave it to me. I get my ass fucked the whole day to enjoy it in the evening. I haven’t had spoon feeding. I wasn’t allowed to take the shortcut. Whatever I’m, I’m because of me myself. And I’m proud of it. My dad is proud of me and that is something that is most important for me. Who the hell are you? Tumhare jaise aur milenge mujhe. Abhi to mere safar ki shuruwaat hui hai. Aage-aage dekhna, agar aag nahin moot ke dikhaayi maine to mera naam bhi Rahul nahin. Ye mera ghamand nahin, mera vishwas hai. And main hamesha bolta hoon, aadmi ko khud maloom hota ke uska talent kahaan chhupa hai.  Nobody can be Rahul Bhomiya. Aamchya saarkhe aamhich. Tujhya aaicha gaavaat!

Thik hai yaar main gaaliyaan deta hoon. Mujh mein kuch buri aadatein hain. Main bura hoon. Sab gaali dete hain mere ko. Tu bhi de le. Main dil pe nahin leta. Coz dil pe lene ke liye aur bhi bahut si cheezein hain. Achhi. Bahut acchi. Chal khatam karte hain sab kuch. Tu apne raaste, main apne. Shaayad mere naseeb mein is se kuch behtar, aur bhi behtar likha hai. Aur woh mujhe milega. Mil ke rahega. B-)

Is chutiyape ke alawa, Life sahi hai, tension nahi hai… Met RJ today. Man, my eyes were almost teary when I hugged him. Almost two years. He looked fit and fine. Had a heart to heart chat with one of my all time best friend. Boss isko bolte hain dosti, do saal take k dusre ko dekha tak nahin, but dosti ka jazba aaj bhi wohi tha. Wohi garmjoshi thi milne mein. Lots of love to my DOSTANA partner! Err….woh sirf hum ko badnaam kiya hua hai duniya ne. Else we are very much straight! :-P Chalo time to call it off. Bahut lamba likh diya. Waise ye trend banta ja raha hai mere posts ka. Will try to be more regular on my baby blog so that the post size gets shortened up. Hota ye hain ke kayi dino tak likhta hoon nahi aalas ke chakkar mein. Ek din likhne baithta hoon ke bhaavnaao ka katora yahaan khaali kar deta hoon. Kisi ko ho na ho, Kiran bada chidhti thi is aadat se. Mere samne hi kyun khaali hota hai teri bhaavnaao ka katora…. Well she appeared cute that way!!!!!! :-D

This ones exclusively for my Sona...

Sitting in this stupid resort room of Chennai and just passing the time. Don’t know what to do. I’ve got some pending work of office with me. But feeling too lethargic on this sunny Sunday to finish it off. Temperature outside is 43 degree celcius. My heartiest salute to the inventor of AC. :P Happened to watch Department last night. Must say it was one of the biggest shit movie I’ve ever seen. But it had one of the best cinematography ever. Have you ever imagined how does world looks like from your nostrils? Or have you imagined how does world looks like from your ass? Nahi na? Go experience it then! Don’t know whats the prob with RGV. After one good movie, he delivers two three grotesquely disgusting movies. After NALS, expectations from Ramu were quite high. He disappointed bit time. BigB as usual stole the show single-handedly. Loved his character. Vijay Raaz was ultimate. Sanjay Dutt has developed a big paunch. Natalie Kaur’s partially nude item number was again, disgusting. Such song could have been picturised only by Ramu. Manmaani karne walon mein se hai RGV. And that’s why I love him. Ganesh Acharya ko dance to aata hai kya? I wonder. :O

Ladies and ledas,  chalo main aapko apni bakchodi sonata hoon. Matlab apni ik-tarfa prem kahaani bataata hoon. there is this one girl whom I love like anything. I haven’t expressed my feelings to her. I’m afraid. I’m afraid bcoz I’ve seen her Devil-ish side. She is too sweet otherwise. A brilliant friend to have. Somebody who loves to enjoy every moment.  Her smile is pristine. Her heart is pure as gold. She is just so so so perfect. And I’m the worst guy in this world. Yes, I am. I never claimed to be a good guy. They say I’m bad. Earlier I used to defend myself. But offlate, I’ve stopped retaliating. I accept whatever they say. Anyhow for them, I’m a piece of shit. And for me too, whatever they say is bull shit !! As in, those who cares doesn’t seeks an explanation and those who seeks an explanation, doesn’t cares.

Well I was talking abt this girl. Yes. You know, the only reason I’ve fell in love with her is that probably she is the only girl so far and till date who has made me shut my mouth. Forget girls, not even a single guy is there who can make me do so. But she did. And did it magnificiently. And that’s the crux of me falling in love with her. There was a time in my life where I had to decide what I want from life. This girl or the bigger world. I chose the latter one. I said to myself that lets try and stay away from her from now onwards. I did so. My reasoning behind it was, just to confirm whether or not this was love or just an infatuation. I realized, it wasn’t an infatuation. I was away from her, but there wasn’t a single day spent without me remembering her. It isn’t like I didn’t tried to move over her. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t succeed. And thus I made a comeback. Still today, she is not aware about this. And btw, I achieved what I wanted to in this brief stint of me staying away from her.

Some people can say that when I was succeeding in what I chose, why did I decided to make a comeback. It is because, I know I can do without her. But life would be totally different if she would be there. You know, I rarely talk to people about her. There are only two people who are updated about this particular aspect of my life. One is KC and other is Fire Brigade. Even today I try hard to stay away from her coz I know I don’t have it in me to win her. She deserves better. Much much much much better. May be a Prince Charles !! Okay, that was a hyperbole!!!!!!!

But you know, I’m unable to pen it down here as well. There is this feeling. Which isn’t that great. But I ain’t good at expression. Many a times Fire Brigade jacks me up to go and tell her that I love her. But then, there is this fear of losing her forever. She is a bit of dumb! Ya she is !! She is dumb and perceives every God-damn thing that I say in totally different manner. So now I think I must go and tell her that I hate her !! May be then she will understand what I mean! Let it be! She is my sona, and I love her that way.  Arey try and trust me. I know was an asshole. Or may be yes, I’m an asshole. But one thing is for sure. Is duniya mein koi aisa maa ka laadla nahi hoga jo tujhko mujhse se zyada pyaar kar sake. Ho to milwa dena, apne pichhwade pe ghooma ke tujhse laat padwaaunga! Promise!

On the other hand, am quite happy. Am happy that ye bandi mujhe nahi mili. Agar main bhi pyaar mohabbar ke chutiyape mein pad jaata to shaayad ye post hi nahi likh pa raha hota. Aaj agar ye post main Chennai mein baith ke likh raha hoon, uska credit main is bandi ko hi dunga. Boss, student life mein ya to laundiya pata lo, ya to padhai kar lo. Koshish to maine bhi ki, laundiya pataane ki. Par pati nahi baat alag hai. Aur main apne khuda ka bahut shukrawaar guruwaar hoon ke nahin pati. Chutiyapa ho jaata pat jaati to. Bhendi padhai karke main yahaan tak pahuncha hoon. Duniya dekh raha hoon. Aish kar raha hoon. Masti maar raha hoon. Achhe se achha kaam seekhne ko aur karne ko mil raha hai. Sirf ek wajah se- meri ki hui padhai ke wajah se. Main bhi duste laundon ki tarah ishaqbaazi ki patang uda raha hota. Chutiyapa kar raha hota. Tu khayi kya, tu khaya kya, tu nahaayi kya, tu nahaaya kya, baby, jaanu, sweetu, bachcha….bhaag bc! Am one of the luckiest person. Am God’s own child. Mera koi kuch bura nahi kar sakta. Main bahut aage badhne ke liye paida hua hoon. Aap saath hote to achha lagta. Aap bhi mujhe samajh paate. Meri nazron se duniya dekh paate. Par aapne dusra raasta chuna hai to khaer aapki marzi. Shaayad achha hi hoga ismein bhi kuch. Waise bhi aap jo karte ho, sahi hi hota hai. Aur main jo karta hoon, galat. Khaer chhodo yaar. You can’t force somebody to love you. Aur us se pyaar hone se pehle maine ye shart thode hi rakhi thi, ke woh bhi mujhse pyaar kare? Nahi karti to nahi karti yaar. Apni radha ko yaad kar. Main dil pe nahi leta. Shaayad is se kuch behtar bana ho mere liye. You never know. Even Abhishek got Aishwarya! He defied the thumb-rule that deserve before you desire! :P

Mere saath ek problem hai, aajkal ya to blog likhne ka mann nahin karta. Aur jab karta hai to likhte hi chala jaata hoon! Is it normal. I’ve too many things to say. To share. But I don’t have anyone to share it with. I wanted to share all these things with her. But she decided to remain unmoved with what I say. It’s fine. I used to talk in poetry. Aur jisko meri boli hui baatein palle nahin padti usko Gulzar Saahad, Javed Saahab, Sahir Saahab aur Prasoon Ji kya palle padenge! Isiliye to maine kaha tha ke she is bit dumb! Or may be I am dumb jo apni hi sona ko dumb bola. Aaj woh mere paas nahin hai. Bas uski kuch yaadein hain. Kuch achhi. Kuch buri. Kaafi hai. Jeene ke liye kaafi hai. Atleast I’ve that. Log kehte hain woh bahut buri hai. Mujhe nahin pata ke woh achhi hai ya buri. Main sirf itna jaanta hoon ke jab tak woh mere aas-paas thi, there was this circle of positivity around me. She gave me something. No it wasn’t here heart, though that was and is the only thing that I wish for, she gave me something that is rare. She taught me how to be a good person. But I hate her for one reason. She taught me the traits of a good person. But now when I’m trying to be a good person, she isn’t around to appreciate it. May be, it is what we call LIFE? Sona, tum haath chhuda kar chali gayi ho, par itna to tay hai, main jab tak jiyunga, tumhe har din yaad karunga. “Haath chute bhi to rishte nahin chhoda karte, jaane walon ke liye dil nahin toda karte….” Ho sake to dost maan lena. Nahin, to ek bura sapna. Aage jo tumhari aarzoo ho, shaayad aise hi zindagi haseen hai ??? Chalo yaar, aaj likhne ko bahut kuch hai. Waqt bhi hai. Par is se zyada log padh nahin payenge. Aur is se zyada main likhna nahin chahta apni sona ke bare mein. Nazar lag gayi to meri sona ko? ;->

Take care. Love to all. Power to all.

Another Road

Another day
Deep breath
Step forward
Trying not to fall
Off the edge of the world
Trying not to lose
Where we came from
Not knowing
Where we are going




Another road
Another day.....