Anna Hazare and his fast unto death was the burning issue for the past two weeks. Lots of things was said and done. People were coming out of their houses to support Anna. Rallies were organised. People started wearing caps with the words 'Me Anna Aahe' written over it. Lots of files were shared through e-mails and on social platforms like FB and Twitter. Many a times I too made a comment or two on various things. And many a times I was questioned as to do I actually know what is Lokpal Bill and JLB?
I refrained myself from answering that. To be very frank I don't even have bare minimum knowledge as to what is LB and JLB and what is the difference between the two. But, on the other hand it is also true that I'm supporting Anna. One may ask why? The reason is very short and simple. A 74 year old retired armyman, who doesn't owns anything, who has donated all his years long earning, who doesn't has any family of his own, who gets pension from Army but donates that too, is standing for us. For our rights. What he'll earn by doing this? Nothing! He is doing it for our sake. For the very fact that it'll benefit the generations to come. And if that 74 year old guy can go on fast, why shouldn't I support him.
I won't buy the argument that it's of no use as it can't take away the corruption by 100%. For, I feel that if India becomes 100% corruption free, the entire Govt. machinery will break down like anything, keeping in mind the Size of this country [both landmass and the population]. Also, it won't make India corruption free over the fortnight. But still, if it helps to curtail the hands of this demon by, say, 3%, it'll add a lot to India's growth process.
Rajeev Gandhi once commented during the 80s that if 100 rupees comes out of Govt. treasury, only 17 rupees reaches the AAM AADMI. Rahul Gandhi further modified this statement in the early 21st century that if 100 rupees comes out of Govt. treasury, only 3 rupees reaches the Aam Aadmi. The rest 83 rupees in the former case and 97 rupees in the latter one is lost in corruption. This means that, currently, whatever development we are seeing around us, is the outcome of this 3 rupees. Suppose, if corruption goes down by 3% then, 6 rupees will reach the stupid common man. This will 'double-up' the development speed. And APJ Kalam ji once said that India will be a Developed Nation by 2020. If development process doubles up, can't this target be achieved by 2015? It can certainly be, if the top notch people of this country curbs their hunger for money by mere 3%. Okay you are taking the 97%, we're just asking you to give up 3%. Still they will be having 94% with them only. And looking at the % thing, 3 standing against 94 will still be a negligible figure.
But this doesn't seems possible. Here one may call me pessimist, but to be true to what I've seen in the past 19 years of my physical existence, I don't find any home coming. There was this very under-rated film of Mr. Amitabh Bachchan called Teen Patti. One dialogue from this movie which touched me deep was- "Paisa Kya Hai? Paisa Ek Number Nahin Hai. Paisa Ek Bhookh Hai. Bhookh..." The way BigB said 'Bhookh' was really soul-stirring.
The best e.g. of corruption is visible just next to my door. The roads here were built by KDMC in June 2011. It's August end now. And if somebody travels around this area, he/she will definitely agree with me when I say that it gives you the pleasure of 'Camel Ride' [all puns intended for this compliment to KDMC]. This is a basic yet a cruel face of corruption. If the Govt. is Haraamkhor, for it doesn't carries out the work properly, we people are equivalently Kaminey, for not raising our voice against it.
P.S. I believe the major outcome of this movement was the fact that it made the Indian Youth vigilant. Vigilant as to what is actually happening in this country. That, how their 30% share of income is going down the drain. We, Indians, are basically under-dogs. We always need that little push from somebody. This movement gave that little push. Now we won't sleep anymore. We will rise. We won't crawl. We will walk. We will run. We will win. We will show 'them' that we're not the Third World anymore. No foreigner would henceforth be able to say that India has more cows on road than vehicles. Our silence should not be taken for granted. Our silence is not our in-ability. This Govt. will fail if it doesn't adheres to the promises it has made. Jai Hind !! :)
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Review of Not A Love Story
It's not et al a bad story! It's a movie which will leave you mentally exhausted in the end. With “NOT A LOVE STORY” [NALS], RGV has once again raised his bar of film-making. Defining it, I would use the epithets like STUNNING, SHOCKING, SPINE-CHILLING and alike. It's not those one time watch movie. You just wish to get more and more out of the film. It’s one of those movies which is a complete package. Package of crime, violence, sex, passion, lust, intolerance, lack of perseverance and alike. And mind you, this is the genre for which RGV is best known for. This time RGV has assembled just the right kind of things he is known for. Classic actors [Deepak Dobriyal, Zakir Hussain and Mahie Gill], his favourite music director Sandeep Chowta and his best Cinamatographer i.e. himself.
Well the story of NALS is known to all. It's alleged [and it is] to be based on Neeraj Grover Murder Case. I won’t get into specifics. What makes NALS a milestone in Indian cinema is the very mature treatment it has received and the camera angles. I’ve followed RGV right from Rangeela till Rakth Charitra2. And what I’ve found is that he is one of those eccentric film-maker who works on his own terms. He is not someone who goes by what critics will say or what will be the fate of the movie at BO. And what I must also add is the fact that even in few of his worst project [like Go, Darna Zaroori Hai, Darna Manaa Hai, Road and Agyaat] there were always couple of things which makes him stand apart from his colleagues. The same goes for Sarkar Series, Satya and Company, though here they were evident from frame one.
NALS is not for weak hearts and for typical KJo fans. Mind you, you may vomit while watching this movie. It’s out and out made for real RGV fans. The dark theme of the movie, the fine detailing [like the constant ringing of RANGEELA as Anusha's ring tone signifying her dominant urge to be an actress], power-packed performances and spine-chilling visuals makes NALS a cult piece of cinema. I don’t think any of the earlier made film by any Indian film-maker had such huge amount of violence. Personally I haven't seen it. Watch it for it’s negative energy. Watch it for Deepak Dobriyal’s ‘performance’ [and not acting]. There are good actors. Then there are great actors. But then we’ve one more category. They are gifted actors. And Deepak Dobriyal is one of those greatly gifted actor. You can sense his "plight" from his eyes. And Mahie Gill. What can I say about this beauty with brains. She is at ease in every scene. Even in the scenes where she had to do lots of skin-show, she excelled. Even the others in the cast did a fine job. Prabhleen Sandhu looked cute. Zakir Hussain was once again at his subtle best. Ajay Gehi [remember the guy who played Uday Chopra in spoof movie called GHOOM] was effective too. Neil Bhoopalam and Darshan Jariwala did not had much of screen space though.
The background music is the main USP of this film. Like Bhoot, which would have been a disaster without it’s hair-raising background track, even NALS would not have had same impact. Check out this line written by a newcomer lyricist Vayu, Composed by Sandeep Chowta [one of my all time favourite] and Sung by Akriti Kakkar-
“Koi khud se bura nahin hota //
Pal toh kisi ka saga nahin hota.”
CBFC rating- A [and yes rightly rated, only adults]
Rating- 3.5*/5*
Why to watch it- to see RGV back in his true color after a while. And for Deepak Dobriyal.
P.S. I wish Ramu would have kept the original version of Rangeela in Asha Tai's voice but the remixed version too was fantastic. Sandeep Chowta rox!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
My Review of Aarakshan
Aarakshan is a story of 20 reels. Hence for the ones who don’t have time, don’t you even think about it. Well, those who are expecting Aarakshan to be a brilliantly made film on the burning issue of “Reservation”, unfortunately it is not. More than being being based on reservation issue, Aarakshan tackles the issue of ‘commercialisation of education’. It’s actually a fight between my NK Sir and Mahesh Tutorials, if I’m allowed to put it this way. I can sense the vibes of NK Sir in the character of Dr. Prabhakar Anand [Amitabh Bachchan]. It’s a depiction of how corporates are entering a pure and noble profession like teaching and how they’re ruining it.
The story is again very simple without any thrilling twists and turns. There is this old guy named Prabhakar Anand who is a hard-core teacher [in the every sense of the word]. He believes that education can’t and shouldn’t be commercialised in any way. Also he doesn’t thinks that there is anything wrong in providing assistance to the students of backward class. And on the other hand we’ve Mithilesh Singh [Manoj Bajpayee as Anand’s bête noir] who is running a commercial coaching institute without the permission of the college where he teaches and Prabhakar Anand is the Principal of the same. Then there is Deepak Kumar [Saif Ali Khan] who is a Dalit student who is helped a lot by Prabhakar Anand ir-respective of he being from backward class. And we’ve Sushant [Prateik] who is a rich father’s only child who is from upper caste. Others include Purvi [Deepika Padukone as Prabhakar’s daughter], Kavita [Tanvi Azmi as Prabhakar’s wife], Yashpal Sharma [as the milk-man], Baburam Ji [Saurabh Shukla as Education Minister], Anirudh [Darshan Jariwala as STM trustee], Tiwari [Mukesh Tiwari as Inspector] and other typical Prakash Jha’s favourite and repeated cast.
We’ve a decision given by Supreme Court in which 27% reservation is granted to OBC. This creates rift between the backward students [Saif] and the ones from merit [Prateik]. This decision spoils many relations. One out of the context comment by Prabhakar makes him to lose his job, house, respect and alike. He decides to start a tution classes in a Tabela [yes you read it right, Tabela]. This leads to many students leaving the KK Coaching Centre [which is run by Mithilesh Singh] and join him as after all he ‘teaches’ from “heart” and that too for free and to everyone without any differences. Simple! This is the only over the top thing in the film’s story section!
Coming to the title of the movie, I can’t understand why did Mr. Jha thought Aarakshan would be an apt title for the movie. May-be just to garner some publicity I guess. There is no relevance of Aarakshan and reservation. Just that the commercialisation of education is the thing on target, reservation forms a back-drop for this movie to take-off. I loved the background music [by wayne Sharpe] of the starting credits. The very first scene of Saif giving interview on which all this hoopla is created by political parties is actually not a big deal. This scene was quite good and in my senses it had no nuisance as such on which all this drama is created. Rather it was much needed, according to me, in-order to maintain a balance between both the views towards reservation.
Talking about the film over-all, it’s good in few parts, very good in few, and pathetic in few as well. The songs were okayish. Didn’t found the touch of Prasoon Joshi as such. He could have written few gem of the lines given we all know his talent. And for music, Achchha Lagta Hai and Saans Albeli were quite good. But still there is no song in the movie which is worth re-calling once you leave the hall. The track Mauka could have been chopped totally.
Talking about acting, OMG! Amitabh Bachchan has risen above all the criteria you may ever set. I said the same thing while writing the review of BHTB as well and here too I will repeat myself saying that he is mind-blowing and beyond evaluation for a newbie writer like me !! He is above excellence. For Saif, he is learning fast, very fast. Deepika too did justice to her role. The huge disappointment in this cast is Prateik, who was the discovery of JTYJN. But in Aarakshan he appears spaced out beyond recognition, his dialogue delivery is laboured with that English accent and he seems strangely uninvolved in the role. And for others, well they too did good to their respective roles. Tanvi was good as an understanding wife. Missed Ayub Khan.
Mr. Jha has written quite a good dialogues this time. But the most pathetic one was when Pandit’s mother tells Prabhakar that ‘...warna ye suicide kar lega’. I laughed like anything and the rest 11 people [ya only 12 tickets were sold for the house of around 25o capacity] turned and looked at me. I don’t mind that !! I found it funny. Since the time I’ve seen Raajneeti I’ve always maintained that though the knife of Prakash Jha has became more shinier from Gangaajal to Raajneeti, but it has lost it’s sharpness. This is very much evident even in Aarakshan. The movie picks-up fantastically in the first half, but falls down ruthlessly towards the second half and especially in the end. A trend in all the Prakash Jha Production movies [including the ones that he only produced like Dil Dosti, etc and Turning 30].
The confrontation scenes are the real soul of this movie. The one where Saif and Manoj interacts after the former is appointed as junior lecturer and when Manoj tells Mr. Bachchan that ‘aap thay zero, hain zero aur rahenge bhi zero’ are the real soul of the movie for me. And the scene where Mr. Bachchan is shown to be helping Pandit by going beyond the logics was very poor according to me. It was like ‘ye thoda zyada ho gaya boss!’. It was a treat to watch Mr. Bachchan and Manoj ji together sharing screen space after a whole decade. They last appeared together in Aks [if my memory supports me]. Both of them are India’s two of the finest ‘actors’ ever. Though Manoj is in negative role, but still somehow you fall in love with his portrayal. Couple of Mr. Bachchan’s scene reminds you of Mohabbatein [2001]. I still can’t figure out whether he was really dressed well or he pulled off the dresses so elegantly. I’m a huge Bachchan fan. For me it has been a treat to watch my favourite actor in two of the greatest performances back to back [first in BHTB and now in Aarakshan]. The best part of BigB’s dressing was the fall of his Pants and Bandh-galaa’s. Thank God! I no more want to see him with that oxygen drip attached to his mouth and he lying on some hospital bed [KJo, are you listening honey?].
Also one of the highest point of the movie is we get to listen some great dialogues in genuine Hindi after quite a some time. Again Mr. Bachchan steals the show here. Wish other actors too had a bit more command on the language and more than that on the accent. Prakash Jha excels in crowd handling scenes. But the disappointing point was the use of technology in the climax to adjust with the crowd. It would have been better if the scenes of Mr. Bachchan + Manoj Bajpayee and crowds would have been filmed together instead of shooting them alone and then joining them together with the help of technology. The use of Vaishnav Jayathe in the background [or rather as Prabhakar’s theme music] was something very odd for me. My 100rs. Were recovered in just one scene by looking at the expression in BigB’s eyes just before the interval. It was classic! By the way, don’t you guys think BigB’s method as shown in the movie is impractical? Mr. Jha got confused between whether he is making a commercial cinema or a parallel one. This is what happens when corporate enter any damn noble profession. Even the role of Hema Malini was something too wary. Even editing too needed to be bit better. Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy disappointed after brilliant ZNMD.
Conclusion- Aarakshan tries to pack in too much into one film, beyond a point it lacks focus since it seems torn between reservations and the overall flaws in our education system, and somewhere past the halfway mark it just seems to go on and on and on [I said in the very beginning that in runs into 20 reels!]. This is a pity because where it’s good, Aarakshan is really good. If ever there was a balanced discussion on the issue of reservations, it is this. Dear protestors, for god’s sake this film is neither anti- nor pro-Dalit. If anything, it’s pro-poor and anti-manipulation-of-the-public-by-politicians. If you look at a balance sheet then, Aarakshan has more going for it than against.
Rating- 2.5*/5*
CBFC certification- U/A [without any cut]
Why to watch- One time watch for a huge cast especially BigB.
The story is again very simple without any thrilling twists and turns. There is this old guy named Prabhakar Anand who is a hard-core teacher [in the every sense of the word]. He believes that education can’t and shouldn’t be commercialised in any way. Also he doesn’t thinks that there is anything wrong in providing assistance to the students of backward class. And on the other hand we’ve Mithilesh Singh [Manoj Bajpayee as Anand’s bête noir] who is running a commercial coaching institute without the permission of the college where he teaches and Prabhakar Anand is the Principal of the same. Then there is Deepak Kumar [Saif Ali Khan] who is a Dalit student who is helped a lot by Prabhakar Anand ir-respective of he being from backward class. And we’ve Sushant [Prateik] who is a rich father’s only child who is from upper caste. Others include Purvi [Deepika Padukone as Prabhakar’s daughter], Kavita [Tanvi Azmi as Prabhakar’s wife], Yashpal Sharma [as the milk-man], Baburam Ji [Saurabh Shukla as Education Minister], Anirudh [Darshan Jariwala as STM trustee], Tiwari [Mukesh Tiwari as Inspector] and other typical Prakash Jha’s favourite and repeated cast.
We’ve a decision given by Supreme Court in which 27% reservation is granted to OBC. This creates rift between the backward students [Saif] and the ones from merit [Prateik]. This decision spoils many relations. One out of the context comment by Prabhakar makes him to lose his job, house, respect and alike. He decides to start a tution classes in a Tabela [yes you read it right, Tabela]. This leads to many students leaving the KK Coaching Centre [which is run by Mithilesh Singh] and join him as after all he ‘teaches’ from “heart” and that too for free and to everyone without any differences. Simple! This is the only over the top thing in the film’s story section!
Coming to the title of the movie, I can’t understand why did Mr. Jha thought Aarakshan would be an apt title for the movie. May-be just to garner some publicity I guess. There is no relevance of Aarakshan and reservation. Just that the commercialisation of education is the thing on target, reservation forms a back-drop for this movie to take-off. I loved the background music [by wayne Sharpe] of the starting credits. The very first scene of Saif giving interview on which all this hoopla is created by political parties is actually not a big deal. This scene was quite good and in my senses it had no nuisance as such on which all this drama is created. Rather it was much needed, according to me, in-order to maintain a balance between both the views towards reservation.
Talking about the film over-all, it’s good in few parts, very good in few, and pathetic in few as well. The songs were okayish. Didn’t found the touch of Prasoon Joshi as such. He could have written few gem of the lines given we all know his talent. And for music, Achchha Lagta Hai and Saans Albeli were quite good. But still there is no song in the movie which is worth re-calling once you leave the hall. The track Mauka could have been chopped totally.
Talking about acting, OMG! Amitabh Bachchan has risen above all the criteria you may ever set. I said the same thing while writing the review of BHTB as well and here too I will repeat myself saying that he is mind-blowing and beyond evaluation for a newbie writer like me !! He is above excellence. For Saif, he is learning fast, very fast. Deepika too did justice to her role. The huge disappointment in this cast is Prateik, who was the discovery of JTYJN. But in Aarakshan he appears spaced out beyond recognition, his dialogue delivery is laboured with that English accent and he seems strangely uninvolved in the role. And for others, well they too did good to their respective roles. Tanvi was good as an understanding wife. Missed Ayub Khan.
Mr. Jha has written quite a good dialogues this time. But the most pathetic one was when Pandit’s mother tells Prabhakar that ‘...warna ye suicide kar lega’. I laughed like anything and the rest 11 people [ya only 12 tickets were sold for the house of around 25o capacity] turned and looked at me. I don’t mind that !! I found it funny. Since the time I’ve seen Raajneeti I’ve always maintained that though the knife of Prakash Jha has became more shinier from Gangaajal to Raajneeti, but it has lost it’s sharpness. This is very much evident even in Aarakshan. The movie picks-up fantastically in the first half, but falls down ruthlessly towards the second half and especially in the end. A trend in all the Prakash Jha Production movies [including the ones that he only produced like Dil Dosti, etc and Turning 30].
The confrontation scenes are the real soul of this movie. The one where Saif and Manoj interacts after the former is appointed as junior lecturer and when Manoj tells Mr. Bachchan that ‘aap thay zero, hain zero aur rahenge bhi zero’ are the real soul of the movie for me. And the scene where Mr. Bachchan is shown to be helping Pandit by going beyond the logics was very poor according to me. It was like ‘ye thoda zyada ho gaya boss!’. It was a treat to watch Mr. Bachchan and Manoj ji together sharing screen space after a whole decade. They last appeared together in Aks [if my memory supports me]. Both of them are India’s two of the finest ‘actors’ ever. Though Manoj is in negative role, but still somehow you fall in love with his portrayal. Couple of Mr. Bachchan’s scene reminds you of Mohabbatein [2001]. I still can’t figure out whether he was really dressed well or he pulled off the dresses so elegantly. I’m a huge Bachchan fan. For me it has been a treat to watch my favourite actor in two of the greatest performances back to back [first in BHTB and now in Aarakshan]. The best part of BigB’s dressing was the fall of his Pants and Bandh-galaa’s. Thank God! I no more want to see him with that oxygen drip attached to his mouth and he lying on some hospital bed [KJo, are you listening honey?].
Also one of the highest point of the movie is we get to listen some great dialogues in genuine Hindi after quite a some time. Again Mr. Bachchan steals the show here. Wish other actors too had a bit more command on the language and more than that on the accent. Prakash Jha excels in crowd handling scenes. But the disappointing point was the use of technology in the climax to adjust with the crowd. It would have been better if the scenes of Mr. Bachchan + Manoj Bajpayee and crowds would have been filmed together instead of shooting them alone and then joining them together with the help of technology. The use of Vaishnav Jayathe in the background [or rather as Prabhakar’s theme music] was something very odd for me. My 100rs. Were recovered in just one scene by looking at the expression in BigB’s eyes just before the interval. It was classic! By the way, don’t you guys think BigB’s method as shown in the movie is impractical? Mr. Jha got confused between whether he is making a commercial cinema or a parallel one. This is what happens when corporate enter any damn noble profession. Even the role of Hema Malini was something too wary. Even editing too needed to be bit better. Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy disappointed after brilliant ZNMD.
Conclusion- Aarakshan tries to pack in too much into one film, beyond a point it lacks focus since it seems torn between reservations and the overall flaws in our education system, and somewhere past the halfway mark it just seems to go on and on and on [I said in the very beginning that in runs into 20 reels!]. This is a pity because where it’s good, Aarakshan is really good. If ever there was a balanced discussion on the issue of reservations, it is this. Dear protestors, for god’s sake this film is neither anti- nor pro-Dalit. If anything, it’s pro-poor and anti-manipulation-of-the-public-by-politicians. If you look at a balance sheet then, Aarakshan has more going for it than against.
Rating- 2.5*/5*
CBFC certification- U/A [without any cut]
Why to watch- One time watch for a huge cast especially BigB.
Monday, August 8, 2011
An Account Of My CA Journey So Far . . .
Woohoo! I cleared my CA-IPCC both groups. It's all due to the prayers of my near and dear ones that helped me achieve this success. There are many people who believed in my success more than me. I'm really happy. But this success in momentary as the big chunk i.e. Finals is yet to be commenced and won. Here, I want to share some memories/incidents which I came across during my journey of IPCC. Those who are interested may read-on.
I remember I had gone to Khatu Shyam Ji, Rajasthan after I cleared my CPT in January 2010. And due to the mistake in reading the time of my fro flight, I was late to reach the Jaipur Airport. It was the day of 25th Jan and due to heavy security-check prior to 26th Jan we were further running short of time. And when we reached the terminals, we saw our flight took-off. We missed it! We could have stayed at some hotel in Jaipur for that night and could have returned to Mumbai by train the next day. But I had my classes scheduled for 26th Jan and for that my dad managed the tickets of next immediate flight and finally we came back, wasting Rs.10000/-. His saying was that I shouldn't miss a single lecture which I had commited to NK sir and which was the only condition on which I was allowed admission as I was famous as Mr. Always Absent !!
Well we came back. I started going to class regularly after that. I thoroughly enjoyed my lectures. I had my Orientation Programme in May and then my ITT in June. It was fun doing that. I remember the day of 27th march. It was my 18th birthday and nobody got to wish me as I had kept my cell on switch off mode since the 26th Jan as NK sir asked us to do. I deactivated my FB and Orkut Profiles. I kept myself isolated from this world. Even on my b'day nobody wished me even in class as it was a totally new group for me and nobody knew it was my b'day. That day classes was scheduled from 12pm to 7pm. Still it was fun.
Then came 23rd June. The day we shifted off to our new residence in Khadakpada. As compared to C-block, Khadakpada was 3 more kms away from my classes and the condition of public-transport too is very pathetic over here. And getting adamant, I asked my dad to get me a bike anyhow. He was neck deep in loan which he had taken to purchase the new house. Every month he used to pay Rs. 13000/- as EMI. But still somehow he managed the funds and thus I got my new Pulsar on 5th of August, 2010. By this time, I was back to using cell and I re-activated my FB profile. Till 15th August I visited my classes diligently as I used to since 26th Jan but then the 'Keedas' in me started to raise their head. I used to leave my house in the name of going to classes but I used to go and have a ride till Thane i.e. I started to bunk the lectures at classes. This was where I lost the touch with my studies and my downfall started. In other words, till now I was in sync with my studies and from here on things started to pile-on [as Sachin sir says]. I missed one whole month of lectures in which the major part of Group-2 was taught. Also, I didn't studied at home rather wasted my lot of time on Facebook and Twitter chatting and doing whole lot of nothing but non-sense. Really, KC taught me to use internet with an objective that I'll use it for some creative/learning purpose but I got addicted to silly social-networking.
Came the November 2010. My first attempt of IPCC. I decided to give just Group-1. Before the start of exams I declared at home that please don't expect anything from me this time around. And gave the papers because I had filled the examination form worth Rs. 1000/-.I used to go to the examination with heavy-foots and used to leave in some 1hour time. After the exams I got back to FB once again instead of preparing Group-2. But during this time, one genuinely good thing happened. I buried all my hatchets with my dear friends Jeetu, Ankush and Kunal.
Came the 5th of Feb 2011. The result day. I was not expecting anything. I got to know that results are post-poned till 8th Feb. ""Okie Dokie. "BIG DEAL!" as Harish sir says. 5th ko aaye ya 8th ko, saanu ki fark painda hai. Assi te fir bhi fail hi honne hain !!"" was my thought. Finally came 8th Feb. The results opened. I got a result which said I was fail. Fine. But the thing that etched me the most was that I got 59 marks in Accounting, just one short of claiming exemption! That was the most amazing as well dis-heartening thingie. Amazing for the fact that, as per common outlook towards the Accountancy paper of Nov 2010, it was said to be a tough one and I had attempted mere 70 marks but still I managed to get 59 !! Whoa! And dis-heartening for I would have claimed exemption if not for that one mark. But then, such is life dearies. I got 39 in Taxation which I feared the most. I told one thing to myself that ,' Boss bina padhe ye haal hai toh padh ke exam doon toh Institute faad ke niklunga!'. Also, the line from 3Idiots fitted perfect for me. Dost fail ho toh dukh hota hai, par jab aap fail ho jao par aapka dost pass ho jaaye toh aur bhi dukh hota hai ~ !!.
I de-activated my FB Profile after that. I decided that I'll go through the entire syllabus. I started doing that too. I studied sincerely for something two weeks. But then came the wedding of a cousin and I got involved in that. Again missed the track of my IPCC studies. Then came SY second semester exams. Again got busy with that. Then, a cousin came to stay at our place. Again, the same story. By the time she left, it was early April. And again the disappointment and frustration of my plans not falling in place started to rise. And once again I thought of 'iss baar nahin agli baar pakka IPCC pass ho ke dikhaaunga'.
Came 3rd May 2011 [If I'm not wrong here]. I started giving my second attempt of IPCC papers. I used to go to the centre with Kunal and while going there, at Shivaji Road both of us used to read- Lonavala 30kms. And looking at that, I always used to tell him that, 'Bhai pass toh hone wale nahin hain, chal aaj ka paper dene ki jagah Lonavala ghoom ke aate hain!'. [Kunal, you remember this?].
Somehow the exams of group-1 went over. Came Group-2. I never studied Advanced Accounting, Auditing and ITSM in my class [I have already mentioned above that I started to bunk the lectures at Enkays after 15th Aug when the G-2 syllabus was at it's peak]. I studied all the 3 subject just for one night and wrote the papers just because I had paid Rs. 1600/- this time around.
Cut to present day i.e. 8th August 2011. This time around I didn't prayed hard to Him. I just said, 'Arziyaan saari main chehre par likh ke laaya hoon, tum se kya maangoon tum khud hi samajh lo'. Today the result of examination conducted in May 2011 was to be declared at 2pm. I was sure that this time too I'm going to flunk. I came home from college around 11pm. Got a bit freshened-up. I started to wipe-off the dust from my IPCC books as I knew I had to start studying them after 2pm. Suddenly at 12.37 pm Ashish called me up from client's place saying 'Chal Be Party De'. I was dumb-stuck. I've his number saved in my cell but dumb-head as he called up from client's place. I asked him who is speaking. He said it's me Ashish over here this side. I said 'Bol Bhai'. He said,.'Bhomiya bhai party do aap dono group clear ho gaye.' To this my reply was, 'Saale mazaak mat kar phone mein ghus ke maarunga, result toh do baje hai'. He said,' Party de, result aa gaya hai tu dono group clear hai, Kunal bhi dono group clear hai, Pravin [gandhi] bhi clear hai par Sarthak dono mein lattak gaya'. I said,' Bhai mazaak mat kar, main check karke dekhta hoon, agar pass hua toh tu jidhar bole udhar party'.
And with shaky hands I started my Lappy. I was so thrilled that I was finding it damn difficult to enter my password to turn on the Lappy. Somehow managed it. Connected my internet connection. Typed www.caresults,nic.in and entered 116530. And the lines of CA Anthem appeared to be made for me exclusively, 'Roll No. dala aur submit kiya, yaaron main pass ho gaya'.For 10 minutes or so, I couldn't believe that it was my result. Pinched myself and I was jolted back to reality. I cried in joy. Hugged my mom. Thanked the Almighty. Called up everyone and informed them about the result. Took their blessings and congratulation greetings over phone. Went to meet NK sir, Harish sir and Hariharan sir at classes. It was the best moment for me.
So this was my journey till here. Tomorrow will be quite a 'normal' day like any other [as Harish sir said]. Success is so momentary, isn't it?. I'll go back to college and sit and attend the lectures. May be, get a couple of more greetings from few more friends. Will decide about the firm which I get into for Articleship. Will keep you informed about all these things in the up-coming posts. Already this post has became so long.
P.S. Though I'm dancing in joy right now and I thouroughly cherish my CA journey so far, but somewhere down the line I've lost a friend whom I don't want to name on a social platform. Wish you were here with me to celebrate my success. Wish you would come back sometime, someday. You were my strength thoroughout my struggle to make it here. Lots of love to you. And to all the friends who failed, don't lose hope is the moral of the story. CA is not any hunky-dory kinda stuff. It'll test you every now and then. If an idiot like me can, anybody can. Never Quit. If the paper was tough, moderation will be easy and vice-versa. This is the principle of ICAI.And while summing up this post, I'm unwinding to Arziyan from Delhi-6. Prasoon Joshi, Kailash Kher and A.R. Rehman deserves kudos for this one.
I remember I had gone to Khatu Shyam Ji, Rajasthan after I cleared my CPT in January 2010. And due to the mistake in reading the time of my fro flight, I was late to reach the Jaipur Airport. It was the day of 25th Jan and due to heavy security-check prior to 26th Jan we were further running short of time. And when we reached the terminals, we saw our flight took-off. We missed it! We could have stayed at some hotel in Jaipur for that night and could have returned to Mumbai by train the next day. But I had my classes scheduled for 26th Jan and for that my dad managed the tickets of next immediate flight and finally we came back, wasting Rs.10000/-. His saying was that I shouldn't miss a single lecture which I had commited to NK sir and which was the only condition on which I was allowed admission as I was famous as Mr. Always Absent !!
Well we came back. I started going to class regularly after that. I thoroughly enjoyed my lectures. I had my Orientation Programme in May and then my ITT in June. It was fun doing that. I remember the day of 27th march. It was my 18th birthday and nobody got to wish me as I had kept my cell on switch off mode since the 26th Jan as NK sir asked us to do. I deactivated my FB and Orkut Profiles. I kept myself isolated from this world. Even on my b'day nobody wished me even in class as it was a totally new group for me and nobody knew it was my b'day. That day classes was scheduled from 12pm to 7pm. Still it was fun.
Then came 23rd June. The day we shifted off to our new residence in Khadakpada. As compared to C-block, Khadakpada was 3 more kms away from my classes and the condition of public-transport too is very pathetic over here. And getting adamant, I asked my dad to get me a bike anyhow. He was neck deep in loan which he had taken to purchase the new house. Every month he used to pay Rs. 13000/- as EMI. But still somehow he managed the funds and thus I got my new Pulsar on 5th of August, 2010. By this time, I was back to using cell and I re-activated my FB profile. Till 15th August I visited my classes diligently as I used to since 26th Jan but then the 'Keedas' in me started to raise their head. I used to leave my house in the name of going to classes but I used to go and have a ride till Thane i.e. I started to bunk the lectures at classes. This was where I lost the touch with my studies and my downfall started. In other words, till now I was in sync with my studies and from here on things started to pile-on [as Sachin sir says]. I missed one whole month of lectures in which the major part of Group-2 was taught. Also, I didn't studied at home rather wasted my lot of time on Facebook and Twitter chatting and doing whole lot of nothing but non-sense. Really, KC taught me to use internet with an objective that I'll use it for some creative/learning purpose but I got addicted to silly social-networking.
Came the November 2010. My first attempt of IPCC. I decided to give just Group-1. Before the start of exams I declared at home that please don't expect anything from me this time around. And gave the papers because I had filled the examination form worth Rs. 1000/-.I used to go to the examination with heavy-foots and used to leave in some 1hour time. After the exams I got back to FB once again instead of preparing Group-2. But during this time, one genuinely good thing happened. I buried all my hatchets with my dear friends Jeetu, Ankush and Kunal.
Came the 5th of Feb 2011. The result day. I was not expecting anything. I got to know that results are post-poned till 8th Feb. ""Okie Dokie. "BIG DEAL!" as Harish sir says. 5th ko aaye ya 8th ko, saanu ki fark painda hai. Assi te fir bhi fail hi honne hain !!"" was my thought. Finally came 8th Feb. The results opened. I got a result which said I was fail. Fine. But the thing that etched me the most was that I got 59 marks in Accounting, just one short of claiming exemption! That was the most amazing as well dis-heartening thingie. Amazing for the fact that, as per common outlook towards the Accountancy paper of Nov 2010, it was said to be a tough one and I had attempted mere 70 marks but still I managed to get 59 !! Whoa! And dis-heartening for I would have claimed exemption if not for that one mark. But then, such is life dearies. I got 39 in Taxation which I feared the most. I told one thing to myself that ,' Boss bina padhe ye haal hai toh padh ke exam doon toh Institute faad ke niklunga!'. Also, the line from 3Idiots fitted perfect for me. Dost fail ho toh dukh hota hai, par jab aap fail ho jao par aapka dost pass ho jaaye toh aur bhi dukh hota hai ~ !!.
I de-activated my FB Profile after that. I decided that I'll go through the entire syllabus. I started doing that too. I studied sincerely for something two weeks. But then came the wedding of a cousin and I got involved in that. Again missed the track of my IPCC studies. Then came SY second semester exams. Again got busy with that. Then, a cousin came to stay at our place. Again, the same story. By the time she left, it was early April. And again the disappointment and frustration of my plans not falling in place started to rise. And once again I thought of 'iss baar nahin agli baar pakka IPCC pass ho ke dikhaaunga'.
Came 3rd May 2011 [If I'm not wrong here]. I started giving my second attempt of IPCC papers. I used to go to the centre with Kunal and while going there, at Shivaji Road both of us used to read- Lonavala 30kms. And looking at that, I always used to tell him that, 'Bhai pass toh hone wale nahin hain, chal aaj ka paper dene ki jagah Lonavala ghoom ke aate hain!'. [Kunal, you remember this?].
Somehow the exams of group-1 went over. Came Group-2. I never studied Advanced Accounting, Auditing and ITSM in my class [I have already mentioned above that I started to bunk the lectures at Enkays after 15th Aug when the G-2 syllabus was at it's peak]. I studied all the 3 subject just for one night and wrote the papers just because I had paid Rs. 1600/- this time around.
Cut to present day i.e. 8th August 2011. This time around I didn't prayed hard to Him. I just said, 'Arziyaan saari main chehre par likh ke laaya hoon, tum se kya maangoon tum khud hi samajh lo'. Today the result of examination conducted in May 2011 was to be declared at 2pm. I was sure that this time too I'm going to flunk. I came home from college around 11pm. Got a bit freshened-up. I started to wipe-off the dust from my IPCC books as I knew I had to start studying them after 2pm. Suddenly at 12.37 pm Ashish called me up from client's place saying 'Chal Be Party De'. I was dumb-stuck. I've his number saved in my cell but dumb-head as he called up from client's place. I asked him who is speaking. He said it's me Ashish over here this side. I said 'Bol Bhai'. He said,.'Bhomiya bhai party do aap dono group clear ho gaye.' To this my reply was, 'Saale mazaak mat kar phone mein ghus ke maarunga, result toh do baje hai'. He said,' Party de, result aa gaya hai tu dono group clear hai, Kunal bhi dono group clear hai, Pravin [gandhi] bhi clear hai par Sarthak dono mein lattak gaya'. I said,' Bhai mazaak mat kar, main check karke dekhta hoon, agar pass hua toh tu jidhar bole udhar party'.
And with shaky hands I started my Lappy. I was so thrilled that I was finding it damn difficult to enter my password to turn on the Lappy. Somehow managed it. Connected my internet connection. Typed www.caresults,nic.in and entered 116530. And the lines of CA Anthem appeared to be made for me exclusively, 'Roll No. dala aur submit kiya, yaaron main pass ho gaya'.For 10 minutes or so, I couldn't believe that it was my result. Pinched myself and I was jolted back to reality. I cried in joy. Hugged my mom. Thanked the Almighty. Called up everyone and informed them about the result. Took their blessings and congratulation greetings over phone. Went to meet NK sir, Harish sir and Hariharan sir at classes. It was the best moment for me.
So this was my journey till here. Tomorrow will be quite a 'normal' day like any other [as Harish sir said]. Success is so momentary, isn't it?. I'll go back to college and sit and attend the lectures. May be, get a couple of more greetings from few more friends. Will decide about the firm which I get into for Articleship. Will keep you informed about all these things in the up-coming posts. Already this post has became so long.
P.S. Though I'm dancing in joy right now and I thouroughly cherish my CA journey so far, but somewhere down the line I've lost a friend whom I don't want to name on a social platform. Wish you were here with me to celebrate my success. Wish you would come back sometime, someday. You were my strength thoroughout my struggle to make it here. Lots of love to you. And to all the friends who failed, don't lose hope is the moral of the story. CA is not any hunky-dory kinda stuff. It'll test you every now and then. If an idiot like me can, anybody can. Never Quit. If the paper was tough, moderation will be easy and vice-versa. This is the principle of ICAI.And while summing up this post, I'm unwinding to Arziyan from Delhi-6. Prasoon Joshi, Kailash Kher and A.R. Rehman deserves kudos for this one.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Review of Chala Musaddi Office Office...
It is one of those films with which I fell in love with all over again while writing this review. Well there couldn't have been any other better time to release this movie. Right now the entire country is going through the demon of Corruption and the efforts to fight against it. What made Chala Musaddi Office Office [CMOO] more thought provoking for me was the timing.
There is nothing new in the story. It's the same old Musaddi-Lal-gaga. The one we witnessed on small screen for a long time. But Musaddi is a story of every Common Man. We're made to re-think about our gen-next when we see this movie. Musaddi's wife passes away due to negligence of hospital authorities [the kidney racket]. He goes to the Ganges to disperse the ashes of his wife. There he comes across the same old Pandey Ji, Bhatia, Shukla, Patel and Ushaji is the train and at the banks of the holy river.
When he comes back he realises that his identity is ticked as 'dead' in the Government Records due to non-sense uttering of the word 'Lamba' by one of his neighbour. Then his journey starts to prove that he is alive.
What made CMOO more worth my bucks is the characters in it. Pankaj Kapur sir as Musaddi is someone who, at one moment, can make you laugh at his simple pronunciation of 'HAIN JI!' and can make you cry just from his facial expression in the other. Though the film looks old in it's feel. Today's Govt. Office is not what it was few years back. Now the computers have replaced the typewriters. Director failed in this part. He must have kept the story in sync with the modern times. Also souple of scenes are bit stretched [TV after-effect I guess]. But apart from that, I personally didn't found any other fault in the movie.
Pandey ji [Hemant Pandey] proved his mettle once again as an actor by portraying coward guy, Bhatia [Manoj Pahwa] as KHAAU officer, Shukla[Sanjay Mishra] as peon but who is more effective than the Senior-most official, Patel [Deven Bhojani] as "do baatein ho jayengi" guy and Usha ji [Asawari] as the women official who performs he personal house-hold work in office.
The second USP of the movie apart from it's characters is the dialogues which are full of satire and sarcasm. You won't get some high-octane Babu Bhaiya[Paresh Rawal] kinda rocking-rollicking laughter. But the laughter which is subtle and is down to eart [found in everyday life] that too in bits and pieces. So, a word of caution for all those who are expecting Babu-bhaiya-chhaap laughter, stay back! this one is not for you guys, it's more for the brainy people.
I couldn't hear the lyrics properly in the theatre due to husky voice of Sukhvinder Singh. But I searched it one Google and found this line of Gulzar saahab worth praising-
"Goothli Goothli Choosa Gayaa Hai, Dekho Kaise Ye Aam Aadmi...".
This line says it all. Even Sajid-Wajid impressed me big time after Veer. Makrand Deshpande's character of Sootradhaar reminds us of the one we've already seen in Swades but still it was fun-filled. Perhaps it's one of the best picturisation of STUPID COMMON MAN on big screen ever. One of the leading amongst this category is of Naseer Sir in A Wednesday.
The confrontation scenes between Musaddi Lal and his son Bunty[Gaurav Kapur] is some-what very close to my personaly life.
The scene where Musaddi says that "Hum Global Warming Ke liye to dus minute light..." and "I can see some light beta." after that makes your heart simply wrench out to this master-actor. But the end [which is quite predictable] is made into bit Filmi-Andaaz[only this which qualifies to call this movie Filmi]..
Conclusion- Those who've even a bit of belief in the current on-going 'Corruption Hataao' movement, please go for it and get some further hope. Every film has it's own ups and downs. CMOO is no exception but still it's very good. Very very good. Watch it for Pankaj sir. Unke liye sau rupaye ka Gandhiji toh banta hai boss. :) It's and irony that a stupid film like Singham or Dabangg gets away with all the awards due to heavy publicity and the money-power and small budget films like this and Rocket Singh fails to leave even it's mark.
Rating- 3*/5* [2* for the movie and 1* for Pankaj sir alone.]
Certification- U [without any cuts].
There is nothing new in the story. It's the same old Musaddi-Lal-gaga. The one we witnessed on small screen for a long time. But Musaddi is a story of every Common Man. We're made to re-think about our gen-next when we see this movie. Musaddi's wife passes away due to negligence of hospital authorities [the kidney racket]. He goes to the Ganges to disperse the ashes of his wife. There he comes across the same old Pandey Ji, Bhatia, Shukla, Patel and Ushaji is the train and at the banks of the holy river.
When he comes back he realises that his identity is ticked as 'dead' in the Government Records due to non-sense uttering of the word 'Lamba' by one of his neighbour. Then his journey starts to prove that he is alive.
What made CMOO more worth my bucks is the characters in it. Pankaj Kapur sir as Musaddi is someone who, at one moment, can make you laugh at his simple pronunciation of 'HAIN JI!' and can make you cry just from his facial expression in the other. Though the film looks old in it's feel. Today's Govt. Office is not what it was few years back. Now the computers have replaced the typewriters. Director failed in this part. He must have kept the story in sync with the modern times. Also souple of scenes are bit stretched [TV after-effect I guess]. But apart from that, I personally didn't found any other fault in the movie.
Pandey ji [Hemant Pandey] proved his mettle once again as an actor by portraying coward guy, Bhatia [Manoj Pahwa] as KHAAU officer, Shukla[Sanjay Mishra] as peon but who is more effective than the Senior-most official, Patel [Deven Bhojani] as "do baatein ho jayengi" guy and Usha ji [Asawari] as the women official who performs he personal house-hold work in office.
The second USP of the movie apart from it's characters is the dialogues which are full of satire and sarcasm. You won't get some high-octane Babu Bhaiya[Paresh Rawal] kinda rocking-rollicking laughter. But the laughter which is subtle and is down to eart [found in everyday life] that too in bits and pieces. So, a word of caution for all those who are expecting Babu-bhaiya-chhaap laughter, stay back! this one is not for you guys, it's more for the brainy people.
I couldn't hear the lyrics properly in the theatre due to husky voice of Sukhvinder Singh. But I searched it one Google and found this line of Gulzar saahab worth praising-
"Goothli Goothli Choosa Gayaa Hai, Dekho Kaise Ye Aam Aadmi...".
This line says it all. Even Sajid-Wajid impressed me big time after Veer. Makrand Deshpande's character of Sootradhaar reminds us of the one we've already seen in Swades but still it was fun-filled. Perhaps it's one of the best picturisation of STUPID COMMON MAN on big screen ever. One of the leading amongst this category is of Naseer Sir in A Wednesday.
The confrontation scenes between Musaddi Lal and his son Bunty[Gaurav Kapur] is some-what very close to my personaly life.
The scene where Musaddi says that "Hum Global Warming Ke liye to dus minute light..." and "I can see some light beta." after that makes your heart simply wrench out to this master-actor. But the end [which is quite predictable] is made into bit Filmi-Andaaz[only this which qualifies to call this movie Filmi]..
Conclusion- Those who've even a bit of belief in the current on-going 'Corruption Hataao' movement, please go for it and get some further hope. Every film has it's own ups and downs. CMOO is no exception but still it's very good. Very very good. Watch it for Pankaj sir. Unke liye sau rupaye ka Gandhiji toh banta hai boss. :) It's and irony that a stupid film like Singham or Dabangg gets away with all the awards due to heavy publicity and the money-power and small budget films like this and Rocket Singh fails to leave even it's mark.
Rating- 3*/5* [2* for the movie and 1* for Pankaj sir alone.]
Certification- U [without any cuts].
Bekhabri . . .
Jo ab kisi aur ke jeene ka sahara sa hai //
Woh aaj bhi yaad ban ke hamara sa hai //
Aaj bhi hum sapney dekha karte hain yunhi //
Aaj bhi waqt ka ye pal bechaara sa hai . . .
Ek saans se doosri saans tak ki jo doori hoti hai //
Uss khaalipan mein aksar ye zindagi poori hoti hai //
Phir bhi jaane kis cheez mein khush hoon maen //
Har bechaeni sukoon hai, har afsos pyaara sa hai . . .
Gham aur khushi ke fark ki jo baat ho gayi //
Gham mujhmein reh gaya, khushi uske saath ho gayi //
Koi kaise bataaye faayde mein kaun raha //
Dil aaj phir jeeta hai, dil aaj phir haara sa hai . . .
:-/ %-)
Woh aaj bhi yaad ban ke hamara sa hai //
Aaj bhi hum sapney dekha karte hain yunhi //
Aaj bhi waqt ka ye pal bechaara sa hai . . .
Ek saans se doosri saans tak ki jo doori hoti hai //
Uss khaalipan mein aksar ye zindagi poori hoti hai //
Phir bhi jaane kis cheez mein khush hoon maen //
Har bechaeni sukoon hai, har afsos pyaara sa hai . . .
Gham aur khushi ke fark ki jo baat ho gayi //
Gham mujhmein reh gaya, khushi uske saath ho gayi //
Koi kaise bataaye faayde mein kaun raha //
Dil aaj phir jeeta hai, dil aaj phir haara sa hai . . .
:-/ %-)
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Koshish ...
Wo roothey hain humse baat nahin karte /
Shikayat hai ki hum unhe yaad nahin karte /
Koi samjhaaye unhe ki ve hamaari jaan hain /
Ek nahin sau yaadein unpe qurbaan hain /
Bas ek baar jo galti maaf kar dein woh /
Dil pe lagaa chot ka nishaan saaf kar dein woh /
Toh is manaane ki koshish ko yaadon mein dhaal kar /
Hum rakhenge apni dosti dil se sambhaal kar . . .
Shikayat hai ki hum unhe yaad nahin karte /
Koi samjhaaye unhe ki ve hamaari jaan hain /
Ek nahin sau yaadein unpe qurbaan hain /
Bas ek baar jo galti maaf kar dein woh /
Dil pe lagaa chot ka nishaan saaf kar dein woh /
Toh is manaane ki koshish ko yaadon mein dhaal kar /
Hum rakhenge apni dosti dil se sambhaal kar . . .
Boondein . . .
Kabhi safed si oas mein chupchaap si so jaati hain boondein /
Kabhi aankhon ke paani mein chhup kar rulaati hain boondein /
Kuch log kehte hain ki jhoot hai ye magar /
Har waqt har pal mera saath nibhaati hain boondein . . .
Aksar khaamoshi ki aawaaz mein kuch lafz pehan kar aati hain /
Har ek dard ko khud mein samett kar meri tarah khush rehti hain /
Har lamha beet-ta hai ek arse jaisa /
Aur har arse mein jaane kya kya seh jaati hain boondein . . .
Jab saari saari raat neend nahi aati hai /
Jab koi khwahish khuli aankhon mein sapne le aati hai /
Aur woh sapne jab sach hone ko hote hain /
Tab khushiyaan ban kar aankhon se beh jaati hain boondein . . .
Naa jaane kya kuchh apne mein samett-ti hain boondein /
Upar se nahin kehti bas andar se dekhti hain boondein /
Jab koi nahin deta do kadam ka saath bhi /
Uss waqt mere saath akeli reh jaati hain boondein . . .
Kabhi aankhon ke paani mein chhup kar rulaati hain boondein /
Kuch log kehte hain ki jhoot hai ye magar /
Har waqt har pal mera saath nibhaati hain boondein . . .
Aksar khaamoshi ki aawaaz mein kuch lafz pehan kar aati hain /
Har ek dard ko khud mein samett kar meri tarah khush rehti hain /
Har lamha beet-ta hai ek arse jaisa /
Aur har arse mein jaane kya kya seh jaati hain boondein . . .
Jab saari saari raat neend nahi aati hai /
Jab koi khwahish khuli aankhon mein sapne le aati hai /
Aur woh sapne jab sach hone ko hote hain /
Tab khushiyaan ban kar aankhon se beh jaati hain boondein . . .
Naa jaane kya kuchh apne mein samett-ti hain boondein /
Upar se nahin kehti bas andar se dekhti hain boondein /
Jab koi nahin deta do kadam ka saath bhi /
Uss waqt mere saath akeli reh jaati hain boondein . . .
Likes/Dislikes
My tweeting capacity for the hour has exceeded the limits and I'm just getting bored sitting here and waiting for my results and doing nothing. So I thought of jotting down few likes and dislikes of my own. Check it out if you are interested. :)
I like
Tea [Masala/Balcony Chai]
Intelligence
Simplicity
Wine Colour
Good Movies [Offbeat though]
Kishore Da songs [well it's his Birth Anniversary today too :)]
Shrikhand
Denims
Stripe-shirts
Spending time with kids
Smell of wet soil after first rains
Smell of petrol/cigi
Bearded men
Maggie
Unpredictability
Poetry [In other words, Gulzar!]
Deserved appreciation
Music
Aristocracy
Articulacy
Giving surprises
The smell of smoke
Honest laughters
Chess
Thoughtfulness
Clicking pictures
Bikes
MY cellphone
Creative advertisements
Domino’s cheese burst
The ability to sing well [coz I can't]
Paneer delicacies
Cheese [I can eat the entire cheese manufacturing plant of Amul alone!]
Being imperfect
Comfort [on my toilet seat]
Reading [on my toilet seat again!]
Good sense of humour [skewing towards Sarcasm though and not the cheap/vulgar one]
Travelling
Money
SRK
The smell of alcohol
Walking [on treadmill]
The fact that I don't have friends
To exist. [because you imagine I do!]
I dislike
Wet slippers
Haphazard colour combinations [especially the styling of 90s]
Over answerability
Bizarre nailpaints
Attention seekers
Artificiality
Absence of originality/mind
Forced rhymes
Insults
Improperly cooked food
Crowd
Uncomfortable clothes
Bad language
Dumbness
Mismanagement
Poor grammar
Egoists
Extraordinarily good looking men [they make me jealous!]
Ostentation [PDA as Niku puts it!]
Being misunderstood
Absence of logic [This is what my cousin Harsh excels at!]
Lack of etiquette
Negativity
Boring people
Intrusion
AND ABOVE ALL-
Me, My, Myself
I like
Tea [Masala/Balcony Chai]
Intelligence
Simplicity
Wine Colour
Good Movies [Offbeat though]
Kishore Da songs [well it's his Birth Anniversary today too :)]
Shrikhand
Denims
Stripe-shirts
Spending time with kids
Smell of wet soil after first rains
Smell of petrol/cigi
Bearded men
Maggie
Unpredictability
Poetry [In other words, Gulzar!]
Deserved appreciation
Music
Aristocracy
Articulacy
Giving surprises
The smell of smoke
Honest laughters
Chess
Thoughtfulness
Clicking pictures
Bikes
MY cellphone
Creative advertisements
Domino’s cheese burst
The ability to sing well [coz I can't]
Paneer delicacies
Cheese [I can eat the entire cheese manufacturing plant of Amul alone!]
Being imperfect
Comfort [on my toilet seat]
Reading [on my toilet seat again!]
Good sense of humour [skewing towards Sarcasm though and not the cheap/vulgar one]
Travelling
Money
SRK
The smell of alcohol
Walking [on treadmill]
The fact that I don't have friends
To exist. [because you imagine I do!]
I dislike
Wet slippers
Haphazard colour combinations [especially the styling of 90s]
Over answerability
Bizarre nailpaints
Attention seekers
Artificiality
Absence of originality/mind
Forced rhymes
Insults
Improperly cooked food
Crowd
Uncomfortable clothes
Bad language
Dumbness
Mismanagement
Poor grammar
Egoists
Extraordinarily good looking men [they make me jealous!]
Ostentation [PDA as Niku puts it!]
Being misunderstood
Absence of logic [This is what my cousin Harsh excels at!]
Lack of etiquette
Negativity
Boring people
Intrusion
AND ABOVE ALL-
Me, My, Myself
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
YAAD SHEHER
There is this show called "Yaad Sheher" with Neelesh Misra - India's first ever radio show of its kind. Monday to Friday, 9pm to 10 pm on BigFM. This is something that I rarely miss to switch on during the week days. My classes timing is 6pm to 9pm. As soon as I come out of my lectures, I just put on my headphone before getting to my bike. And for the next one hour, I cut myself off this materialistic world. This is the text from one of the show that I recorded on my cell. For NM, all I can I say is that I might be his biggest fan for his baritone clear voice. He has no face, but when I listen to Yaad Sheher I visit multiple experiences through his versatile voice pitching and voice modulation. It feels as if someone is sitting next to me and is doing the narration. I badly wish it continues even on weekends too. @neeleshmisra r u listening? #koschan Have a read-
Baat be-baat pe apni hi baat kehta hai // Mere andar mera chhota sa sheher rehta hai.
Mera andar ka sheher kaafi khubsurat sa lagta hai mujhe. Iski sadkein jaise mere liye hi bani hain. Kisi bhi raaste par chal padu', manzil hamesha ek ‘yaad’ hoti hai. Kabhi koi dhundli si yaad, kabhi koi muskuraati hui yaad, kabhi koi rulaati hui yaad, toh kabhi woh yaad jise mehsoos karke lage ki kaash main isey phir se jee lu'. Waise sach kahoon toh kuchh yaadein main chhup ke jee bhi leta hoon. Kabhi kabhi Papa ke scooter pe zidd karke ghoomne chala jaata hoon… OSCM ke lecture me us purane dost ke saath bekaar ki baatein bana kar has leta hoon...saat aath saal ki umr mein jaakar bade hone ke sapne dekh leta hoon...aur school ke dino mein jaakar bahut saarey paise kamaane ka bhi soch leta hoon. Sach poochho toh mazaa aata hai. Apni yaadon ko jaisa mann kahe waise jeene ki azaadi hai yahaan.
Meri yaadon ko meri hi zubaani kehta hai // Wohi chhota sa sheher jo mere andar rehta hai.
Mere sheher ke log bhi kaafi apne se lagte hain. Zyaadaatar mere dost hain yahaan par. Ek woh hai jo English test mein meri notebook mein jhaankta hai...ek woh hai jiske gifts mein hamesha ghadi hoti hai...ek wo bhi hai jiske saath Devanand aur Rajesh Khanna ki nakal kiya karte hain. Yahaan ke log mera kaafi khayaal rakhte hain. Asal zindagi se bhi zyaada. Mera bhi har waqt dil karta hai ki unhe khush dekhoon. Asal zindagi mein unse door reh kar ‘Yaad Sheher’ mein unse milu aur khoob saari baatein karoon. Is sheher mein mera woh dost bhi hai jo mere saath rehta hai, woh jiske saath ek hi plate mein khana khaane ki aadat si ho gayi thi. Main aur woh yahaan bhi ek hi kamre mein rehte hain. Kisi aur ko ‘room-mate’ ki jagah dekhne ka khayaal, khayaalon mein bhi nahin aa paya. Ismein mera woh dost bhi rehta hai jiske saath baatein hamesha ‘hello…thank you’ se shuru hoti hain. Hum yaad sheher mein bhi ek dusre ki baatein bina kahe hi samajh jaate hain aur yahan bhi kisi ko hamaare mazaak par hansi nahin aati. Par mujhe fark nahi padta. Kyuki yaad sheher mein guzaara har ek pal mujhe ek khushi si de jata hai.
Yahaan ke har bande ko mera apna kehta hai // Wohi chhota sa sheher jo mere andar rehta hai
Jis tarah koi shaayar apni tanhaayi se baatein kiya karta tha, main apne yaad sheher ki yaadon se baatein karta hoon. Mere saare din ka sukoon isi sheher me kahin chhupa hota hai. Usey dhoondte huye raaste mein kayi yaadein mujhey mil jaati hain. Main apne hisse ke waqt ke do pal unhe de deta hoon. Unhe chhu ke, mehsoos kar ke, ek aur baar jee ke..aage badh jaata hoon. Shayad is yaqeen ke saath ki woh saari yaadein mere Yaad Sheher mein mehfooz hain. Main dobara aaunga toh woh mujhe yahin kahin phir milengi.
Apni yaadon mein aksar mujhe kehta hai // Mere andar mera chhota sa sheher rehta hai.
Baat be-baat pe apni hi baat kehta hai // Mere andar mera chhota sa sheher rehta hai.
Mera andar ka sheher kaafi khubsurat sa lagta hai mujhe. Iski sadkein jaise mere liye hi bani hain. Kisi bhi raaste par chal padu', manzil hamesha ek ‘yaad’ hoti hai. Kabhi koi dhundli si yaad, kabhi koi muskuraati hui yaad, kabhi koi rulaati hui yaad, toh kabhi woh yaad jise mehsoos karke lage ki kaash main isey phir se jee lu'. Waise sach kahoon toh kuchh yaadein main chhup ke jee bhi leta hoon. Kabhi kabhi Papa ke scooter pe zidd karke ghoomne chala jaata hoon… OSCM ke lecture me us purane dost ke saath bekaar ki baatein bana kar has leta hoon...saat aath saal ki umr mein jaakar bade hone ke sapne dekh leta hoon...aur school ke dino mein jaakar bahut saarey paise kamaane ka bhi soch leta hoon. Sach poochho toh mazaa aata hai. Apni yaadon ko jaisa mann kahe waise jeene ki azaadi hai yahaan.
Meri yaadon ko meri hi zubaani kehta hai // Wohi chhota sa sheher jo mere andar rehta hai.
Mere sheher ke log bhi kaafi apne se lagte hain. Zyaadaatar mere dost hain yahaan par. Ek woh hai jo English test mein meri notebook mein jhaankta hai...ek woh hai jiske gifts mein hamesha ghadi hoti hai...ek wo bhi hai jiske saath Devanand aur Rajesh Khanna ki nakal kiya karte hain. Yahaan ke log mera kaafi khayaal rakhte hain. Asal zindagi se bhi zyaada. Mera bhi har waqt dil karta hai ki unhe khush dekhoon. Asal zindagi mein unse door reh kar ‘Yaad Sheher’ mein unse milu aur khoob saari baatein karoon. Is sheher mein mera woh dost bhi hai jo mere saath rehta hai, woh jiske saath ek hi plate mein khana khaane ki aadat si ho gayi thi. Main aur woh yahaan bhi ek hi kamre mein rehte hain. Kisi aur ko ‘room-mate’ ki jagah dekhne ka khayaal, khayaalon mein bhi nahin aa paya. Ismein mera woh dost bhi rehta hai jiske saath baatein hamesha ‘hello…thank you’ se shuru hoti hain. Hum yaad sheher mein bhi ek dusre ki baatein bina kahe hi samajh jaate hain aur yahan bhi kisi ko hamaare mazaak par hansi nahin aati. Par mujhe fark nahi padta. Kyuki yaad sheher mein guzaara har ek pal mujhe ek khushi si de jata hai.
Yahaan ke har bande ko mera apna kehta hai // Wohi chhota sa sheher jo mere andar rehta hai
Jis tarah koi shaayar apni tanhaayi se baatein kiya karta tha, main apne yaad sheher ki yaadon se baatein karta hoon. Mere saare din ka sukoon isi sheher me kahin chhupa hota hai. Usey dhoondte huye raaste mein kayi yaadein mujhey mil jaati hain. Main apne hisse ke waqt ke do pal unhe de deta hoon. Unhe chhu ke, mehsoos kar ke, ek aur baar jee ke..aage badh jaata hoon. Shayad is yaqeen ke saath ki woh saari yaadein mere Yaad Sheher mein mehfooz hain. Main dobara aaunga toh woh mujhe yahin kahin phir milengi.
Apni yaadon mein aksar mujhe kehta hai // Mere andar mera chhota sa sheher rehta hai.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
CA Anthem . . . :)
One of my dear friend Kunal suggested this song called 'Ik Junoon Tha' aka CA Anthem. Earlier I ignored it, but got to download it today. When I first heard this song I was totally lost. Man! How can somebody observe my life so closely? This was my first exclamation. Then, I had some 10 odd replays of this song. It's simBly simBly AWESOME. A must listen to every CA professional/aspirant. I would recommend it to all for they take a failed CA student as if CA is some toddler-play. Guys, do check it out here-
http://tinyurl.com/3orzqzh
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
12th result ke baad,
doston mein tha bada craze,
koi doctor koi engineer,
mujhe confusion badha kare,
kya karoon main kahaan jaaoon,
na tha pataa par haan haan haan,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
courses hi courses thay kuchh na tha pataa,
main kya karoon,
main kya chunoon,
mera bheja tha pak gayaa,
sun CA ki daastaan,
form bharaa aur chal main diya,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
pehla hurdle CPT tha,
jise paar main kar gayaa,
ab aim pe PCC tha,
jise paana tha mera nishaana,
full confidence mein paper diye,
ab paas lag rahaa tha manzil ka nishaan,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
din tha result ka,
sauda tha prabhu se kiya,
bas paar mujhe karwaa do prabhu,
ye 300 ka aankdaa,
par jaane kya ho gayaa,
meri maa ne puchha mujhse,
ki muh kyun hai uda uda,
maine bataayaa ke maa,
main fail.. ho gayaa...
naa umangein, naa tarangein,
jaane josh kahaan kho gayaa,
yaaron hausla kahaan bachaa jab fail main ho gayaa...
maa-baap hain roop khuda ka,
ye dekha maine tabhi,
kaun dost hai kaun dushman mera,
ye jaana maine tabhi,
sab peeth peechhe bole failure,
kuchh karna paayega kabhi,
maa-baap ki bhi badnaami hui,
par bole na mujhse kabhi...
haan dukh toh hua tha mujhe bahut,
par phir chal padaa paane manzil wohi,
kyunki maa-baap ko,
har khushi se karwaanaa tha mujhe roobaroo,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
manzar tha jaana pehchana,
aaj tha PCC ka result aana,
dil ki dhadkanein thi' tez,
chaen ka naa tha koi thikana,
papa ko woh phone aana bar-bar,
bechaeni mein maa ka woh khaana pakaana,
CA students de rahe thay duhaai bar-bar,
1.2.3.4 band karo ye atyaachaar,
CA students de rahe thay duhaai,
kyunki result ho rahaa tha delay,
pehle dopahar ko shaam ko raat ko,
finally subah result khule,
jab roll no. daala aur submit kiya,
yaaron main pass ho gayaa haan haan,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
dekha naa maine mud ke,
final ki thi ab ghadi,
sections ki aur clauses ki,
yaaron lagi hui thi jhadi,
aur maine cheer diya,
maine faad diya,
pehle attempt mein final nikaal diya,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon...
never quit...o never quit,
in CA don't you ever quit,
have some patience and have some faith,
coz that's how you're gonna win this straight,
never quit...o never quit,
in CA don't you ever quit,
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
http://tinyurl.com/3orzqzh
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
12th result ke baad,
doston mein tha bada craze,
koi doctor koi engineer,
mujhe confusion badha kare,
kya karoon main kahaan jaaoon,
na tha pataa par haan haan haan,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
courses hi courses thay kuchh na tha pataa,
main kya karoon,
main kya chunoon,
mera bheja tha pak gayaa,
sun CA ki daastaan,
form bharaa aur chal main diya,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
pehla hurdle CPT tha,
jise paar main kar gayaa,
ab aim pe PCC tha,
jise paana tha mera nishaana,
full confidence mein paper diye,
ab paas lag rahaa tha manzil ka nishaan,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
din tha result ka,
sauda tha prabhu se kiya,
bas paar mujhe karwaa do prabhu,
ye 300 ka aankdaa,
par jaane kya ho gayaa,
meri maa ne puchha mujhse,
ki muh kyun hai uda uda,
maine bataayaa ke maa,
main fail.. ho gayaa...
naa umangein, naa tarangein,
jaane josh kahaan kho gayaa,
yaaron hausla kahaan bachaa jab fail main ho gayaa...
maa-baap hain roop khuda ka,
ye dekha maine tabhi,
kaun dost hai kaun dushman mera,
ye jaana maine tabhi,
sab peeth peechhe bole failure,
kuchh karna paayega kabhi,
maa-baap ki bhi badnaami hui,
par bole na mujhse kabhi...
haan dukh toh hua tha mujhe bahut,
par phir chal padaa paane manzil wohi,
kyunki maa-baap ko,
har khushi se karwaanaa tha mujhe roobaroo,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
haan junoon...
manzar tha jaana pehchana,
aaj tha PCC ka result aana,
dil ki dhadkanein thi' tez,
chaen ka naa tha koi thikana,
papa ko woh phone aana bar-bar,
bechaeni mein maa ka woh khaana pakaana,
CA students de rahe thay duhaai bar-bar,
1.2.3.4 band karo ye atyaachaar,
CA students de rahe thay duhaai,
kyunki result ho rahaa tha delay,
pehle dopahar ko shaam ko raat ko,
finally subah result khule,
jab roll no. daala aur submit kiya,
yaaron main pass ho gayaa haan haan,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon,
haan ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
dekha naa maine mud ke,
final ki thi ab ghadi,
sections ki aur clauses ki,
yaaron lagi hui thi jhadi,
aur maine cheer diya,
maine faad diya,
pehle attempt mein final nikaal diya,
kyunki junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon,
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
haan ik junoon...
never quit...o never quit,
in CA don't you ever quit,
have some patience and have some faith,
coz that's how you're gonna win this straight,
never quit...o never quit,
in CA don't you ever quit,
ek himmat thi,
ek chaahat thi,
ek taakat thi,
ek hasrat...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
ik junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon tha,
ik junoon...
haan junoon tha,
junoon tha,
ik junoon
haan ik junoon...
Monday, August 1, 2011
Are We Alive ?? #Koschan
How we achieve happiness can be different for each one of us. Our passions, expectations, life experiences, and even our personalities all contribute to the level of happiness we experience in our lives. Some find happiness in their careers while others prefer the bliss found in their marriages or other intimate relationship.
In my college, a quote has been been written,"You waste your most of time convincing to others that you're the Best,rather than convincing it to YOU"
Why this baby is smiling? His eyes is deeper than any of you 'cause he is not used to using Twitter and Facebook.Our eyes are becoming small though it's been living in a Giant FB world. Do we really need unknown friend requests? Do we really need a CHAT box? Can't we sleep without earphones in our ears? Yep,I do listen to Guitar souls and love songs before I sleep.
Indeed,our life is like FACEBOOK, everyone will like your posts and comment on it, but no one will give you a solution.That is why we feel loneliness,we feel like IGNORED !
If you run after things,nothing will come to you.Let things run after you.
The big problem with our life is that it doesn't exceed Background Music !!
Don't take your self so seriously.Find humour in every situation.
Sometimes,i mean most of times... try to become an Idiot, people will love you or not,u would surely fall in love with urself.
Think,what do make you happy? A "Good night" from your loved one? Or twitter Followers' count?
Most IMPORTANT thing is to find out who deserves your love,your remembrance,even your messages!
Maybe you are living,but u don't have a life,have you?
You're Alive if u have a Dream in your eyes.
You're Alive if u know laughing at yourself.
You're Alive if u know that even a single Kit-kat can make ANYONE feel better!
You're Alive if u ever have listened to a cool sound of blue ocean's silence!
You're Alive if u enjoy "waiting" at restaurant.
You're Alive if u have ever taken a bath in rain.
You're Alive if u are excited about journey rather than destination.
You're Alive if u love someone's smile than your life.
You're Alive if u ever have stared the moon just to check how far it is!
You're Alive if u have gone to a birthday party just to eat Cake! :D
You're Alive if u have done cheapo things royally !
You're Alive if u open the fridge at 2 AM and find nothing to eat!
You're Alive if u use ':D' more than ':)'.
NOW ARE YOU ALIVE ?? :D
In my college, a quote has been been written,"You waste your most of time convincing to others that you're the Best,rather than convincing it to YOU"
Why this baby is smiling? His eyes is deeper than any of you 'cause he is not used to using Twitter and Facebook.Our eyes are becoming small though it's been living in a Giant FB world. Do we really need unknown friend requests? Do we really need a CHAT box? Can't we sleep without earphones in our ears? Yep,I do listen to Guitar souls and love songs before I sleep.
Indeed,our life is like FACEBOOK, everyone will like your posts and comment on it, but no one will give you a solution.That is why we feel loneliness,we feel like IGNORED !
If you run after things,nothing will come to you.Let things run after you.
The big problem with our life is that it doesn't exceed Background Music !!
Don't take your self so seriously.Find humour in every situation.
Sometimes,i mean most of times... try to become an Idiot, people will love you or not,u would surely fall in love with urself.
Think,what do make you happy? A "Good night" from your loved one? Or twitter Followers' count?
Most IMPORTANT thing is to find out who deserves your love,your remembrance,even your messages!
Maybe you are living,but u don't have a life,have you?
You're Alive if u have a Dream in your eyes.
You're Alive if u know laughing at yourself.
You're Alive if u know that even a single Kit-kat can make ANYONE feel better!
You're Alive if u ever have listened to a cool sound of blue ocean's silence!
You're Alive if u enjoy "waiting" at restaurant.
You're Alive if u have ever taken a bath in rain.
You're Alive if u are excited about journey rather than destination.
You're Alive if u love someone's smile than your life.
You're Alive if u ever have stared the moon just to check how far it is!
You're Alive if u have gone to a birthday party just to eat Cake! :D
You're Alive if u have done cheapo things royally !
You're Alive if u open the fridge at 2 AM and find nothing to eat!
You're Alive if u use ':D' more than ':)'.
NOW ARE YOU ALIVE ?? :D
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