To hell with this town...

I think cute guys are the biggest weakness for girls....n Orlando Bloom was mine when i picked up this DVD from the stand !! my simple logic was how can a movie be that bad if in lieu of it I would have 123 min to oogle at him...yes i rented Elizabethtown; with a smile on my face appreciating myself for the logic i hv applied..."You hv nothing to loose rashmee...!!" i thought...

These 123min turned out b the biggest torture of this season...

I would say its one of the movies scripted when th director(or who ever scripts movies) was sitting on the toilet seat...nothing s coming out, life s all blocked, so let this story come out...it stinks big time!!
The story is about this guy..drew(my sweetheart orlando bloom) who is a big designer n came up with some shoe design which had major investment on it and which turns out to be a fiasco..th company loses 1 billion dollar and he loses his job, reputation, GF and his dad(no his dad's death s not related to th shoe)

He goes to this town where his dad was staying..Elizabethtown....to cremate him(in his blue suit...sum crap link)...n pay attention to the word cremate becoz later in th movie ur patience is tested in sum scenes where they r deciding over cremation n burial...i mean outrageous...!!

He meets this talkative air-hostess(kristen dunst)..i m sure sh wud b shabbiest looking air-hostess in american airways(thats where she works)...who is line-marofying him(atleast i felt so ;-))...th conversation they hv s utter crap..n by that time I realized that my "logic" was utter crap too !!

sum reference to highway 60B..the town ppl...orlando screeching...an irritating kid, his dad in coffin...hotel room...sum marriage....Orlando's mom(u cant imagine Susan saradon doing all this)...everything is s painfully memorable...

he meets the air-hostess again...she s phsyco..has an imaginary BF...Ben...

In between story is all hush...hush...plz bear with me...remembering them is painful...

In the end he takes up this drive from this town to California(72 hrs if i remember correctly)...this phsyco girl gives her map for that..sum scrap book with illustrations on towns n places he will c...even cds for the mood n place he s in...its kind of sweet tht she made that book...bt still imagining her sitting n making that...ekks...

I was so wondering...how can they waste a talent like Orlando Bloom...how can Cameron Crowe, who made good movies like Jerry Maguire make a crap like this...this director has this habit of taking things too far...even in movie Jerry Maguire the scene where the player asks.."show me the money..." gets on to ur nerves...i think he needs to eat properly n stay away from spending so much time on toilet seats...

The things i liked in the movie...
# Orlando Bloom...my sweetheart.. :)
# Tap Dance by Susan Saradon
# songs in the CD given by Kirsten to th guy..they r beautiful !!

PLEDGE: I will not go for cute looking guys...ekks..i think its too much a pledge...i would never watch a movie just by seeing the face of the cute hero on th cover...

Da Vinci Code...

I am quiet amzed when i read articles covering news like authorities in India saw Da Vinci code themselves along with religious heads to confirm if it can be released in India...

Today I read newz stating that 'Pak likely to officially ban 'The Da Vinci Code'...following is an excerpt from the report:
"We condemn it and demand of the Pakistan government to ban its screening," said Julius Salik, a leading Christian leader and former minister in the cabinet of former prime minister Benazir Bhutto.
He also criticised Western countries and the US for "allowing people to insult religious sentiments" of all faiths, referring to the publication of blasphemous sketches of the Holy Prophet Mohammed by the Western media."

Now i had mixed feelings when i read this...

firstly, i was shocked...what possible harm can a piece of fiction can do on religious feelings.

secondly, i was wondering, how can a handful of ppl b so sure that it is gonna hurt religious sentiments of ppl in pakistan!!

thirdly, i was thinking are people in west 'less' christian than christians in Pakistan. Do western ppl tk fun in rediculing their own religion. Or may b that a person born in south asian lands, belonging to any religion(muslim, christian or hindu) is more devoted to his/her religion...strange!!

lastly, i was appreciating pakistani politicians for bringing the context of Prophet in the whole senario...heights of diverting thngs and drawing conclusions. Why do they think in the first place that their religion s so prone to insult...anything and everything insults religion...i firmly believe that if ur faith in sumthing is strong nothing can move u...now i dont want to conclude anything...

Then I literally brushed away all these thoughts...thinking thoughts like these have to come from countries like pakistan n others, after all what do they knw, how wud they hv the faintest idea that there exists a thing called..."Freedom of expression..."

I hate....

I hate whn ppl try n rite in all abbrevtns availble in ths cybr wrld..th sms lingo thy say... ;-)

I hate when ppl blog without wihtout editing what thet hv writn why shud i spend my precious, time reading a unedited blog...

I hate getting books as B'day gifts...

I hate incessant crying babies...

I hate love stories where the hero and/or heroine dies in end...

I hate to read articles/news stating that middle east fundamentalists think that Islam is in danger. A religion as beautiful as that cannt fade away.

I hate commercials...

I hate so called thrillers full of useless fight scenes...i hate jakie Chang !!

I hate waiting at airports...

I Hate when ppl cook odd combinations for food...there shud b sum symphony...

I hate over decorated homes...

I hate thinking what other ppl may hate...

I hate girls who try to immitate jennifer Aniston...

I hate girls who want to b tomboys...

I hate ppl who comment on everything...

I hate wet towels on bed...

I hate possing for snaps...what should i do with my hands and legs and head....

I hate ultra clean rooms...looks more like hotel rooms

I hate guys who are just trying to prove how smart they are....

I hate guys who dont knw how to cook...:-)

I hate to be normal all the time...

I am missing my friends today....

Its a friday again...time to enjoy...every1 in the office looks so happy..!! A guy just passed by my office...he was hopping like a bird...he s apparently very happy...!!

God i am missing all my friends...

From childhood friends to people i share this bond now...they all mean so much to me!! These are the people who have helped me in evolving as a person...!! I guess that what friends are for...they help you mould your thought process. I have friends who are always there to give me a call of caution whenever they feel i am going in the wrong direction...there are 1 who have taught me to look into the eyes of the world..there are some who have given me best of professional advice...there are some who have helped me dot at the moment i did want sum1 to help me,bt was reluctant to ask for help!!

My friends laugh with me, they cry with me, they share my anxieties, they share my frustrations, they amend my hastiness, they bring clamness to me, they show me hope, they show me direction, they pamper me like a queen. They make me feel proud when they share their problems and secrets with me...while listening to them...i always feel that sense of responsibility...

My friends have taught me, that one of the most beautiful relation that can ever exist in life s friendship...when there is nothing there is hope...n there are friends.... :)

and today when everybody after office will go bac to their friends n loved ones...i'll b alone...!! Bt then life is about moving on and finding new bonds of friendship...this is also 1 thing which my friends have taught...

Well even i can hop and walk around today...i am blessed with such amazing friends...i am happy and have nothing to complain... !!

Dream Interpreter dot com

" I need you help immediately...i need to talk to you NOW !! ". I had to oblidge...Roopali was looking all stressed out...it makes u feel even more anxious when it is just 9 in the morning...we are suppose to look fresh and ready to take up the day..unless except the night before...

"I saw a terrible dream Rashmee..." Roopali shook my hand vigously, trying to grab my full attention by the strength of her grip!! "I always knew you were a dreamer..." i said jestingly...!! I cud see the hurt in her eyes n her grip tightened on my hand...n i gulped the pang of guilt!! Roopali knew that now she has got an attentive audience..n she continued...

"It was a horrible dream...i saw that i am packing my stuff...basically all my stuff...in that black bag of mine...suddenly i realized that 1 of my dark pink sphagetti is missing..."

"but u dont even have one, when did u buy, u never told me..." i so wanted to say to her, bt i preferred to b silent...

She paused for a sec, sensing my question...."n c i dont even have one.." I so wanted to smile..she is so cute, but i preferred to be silent...

" then suddenly i recall that the person i killed was wearing it, i have killed someone, and was so chill about it. I simply think that I should not worry about this muder, should not tell anyone and just go and buy one from market and i go out with my parents..."

"nothing wrong till now, except that Roopali killed sum1...", she shook my hand again..

" u knw the market was not regular blore market where i can buy spagetti tops, it was small creeky lanes kind of market, reminded me of the muslim area markets in muzzafarnagar n meerut(roopali has spent her childhood there)...it was stinking of human sweat and very conjested"

" and then we were caught in sum riot kind of thing, I could here sum shouts n in no time they were there in the place and everybody was running around..."

"me n my mummy try n hide in a empty space, it had only a gate...black with rods...i m trying to close it bt b4 i cud close it th guy comes near me. I clearly remember his face...he had beard n a typical muslim face for sure....he is carrying a basket with slippers, sandles n shoes... i was so scarred that i just closed my eyes!! He holds my hand tightly n asks me to give away my slippers n he wud let me go...."

"then what...", i asked her, i was amazed by the finner details which roopali was giving, she never talks and take things like dreams seriously...and for the first time i was little tensed for her...

"I dont remember i gv the slippers or not..." she quickly continued as if the more important stuff s coming..."bt al this while my dad was missing...me and my mom gets tensed...we start searching for him...just infront of the gate behind which we took shelter..i see a very fat guy...who liked like a rich seth sitting on a chair in galli ....he told me not to worry as he s there...n he wont leave till things are fine for the Ashram devotees and he gestures towards a very brightly lit area..."

"Cool so everything is fine..just that we hv to search uncle...", i thought!

"I m happy n start moving ahead, bt then i realized that we dont belong to baba's asram...we r looking for my dad n at the end of the galli, he s sittling and eating rice...n saying that it s all muslims who have done this...me n my mom ask him to get up and come with us as we want to leave...i may miss my flight!! Bt he s busy playing with th rice n next to the place is aasram, its so bright place...i thought i shud go there...bt turn my head the other way... "

"Thats it rashmee....i m so disturbed by this dream...i want to know why i saw such weird dream...i seldom see dreams, n with such minute details, never...does it symbolize anything..?" she had tears in her eyes, i felt bad for her... bt then i need to make her feel better....

"hey dreams doesnt symbolize anything...in that case i usually dream that I have become Superman...can u beleive that I dream of becoming a man..."...Roopali looked at me disapprovingly, her big tear filled eyes identifying my attempt to make her smile, first time for the day, she smiled...I lovingly gave my frnd a hug....she didnt look convinced bt yaa was definitely at more ease with her dream...

"You knw the best thing about my dream was...", i gestured a question, "...i was looking slimmer..." and we both laughed...

Later in the day I was wondering, do dreams really mean something...is Roopali's dream prophecy of an impending danger to her or her family?

The black gate, killing sum1, suitcase, slippers in basket, the bearded guy, the fat man, bright lit ashram, her dad playing with rice, she in anxiety of not missing the flight, n every1 safe in the end...does everything symbolizes sum indication of past, present or future...hope sumbody could help me...

Ganpati - the most loved God !!

Ask me how will I draw a Ganpati(mind u i m pathetic with paint n brush)...well just a round figure with a trunk like projection...yupp it’s as easy as that to depict Ganesh...no doubt he the most loved God !!

Ganpati adorns homes, offices, shops, wedding cards, every temple but of course. Synonyms of Ganpati are the most sought after name among parents for their children. Every study table, every office table has an idol or picture of Ganpati on it.

Is there any God which is so easy to draw..?? He is artist's delight...they have so many ways to depict the elephant God...

Ganpati is a rage especially among the youth, they worship Ganpati most..No doubt u have Ganpati idols as a part of the gift section of Archie’s Gallery. It is somebody’s B'day..letz gift him Ganpati, it brings good luck!! It is a Grihpravesh(house warming ceremony)....Ganpati has to be an apt gift! Somebody’s marriage/anniversary..lets gift Ganpati to wish them martial bliss..!!

I think the very deity figure Ganpati oozes out so much of warmth, optimism, positive energy, radiance and love that we just cant stop loving Him and believing in Him. His image where he has love for food is very infectious and makes him so affectionate.

According to Hindu Mythology He is the most loved among the clan of God's. He is pampered son of the Mighty Shiv and Parvati, who can destroy the world at the blink of his eye...!! He loves eating. He is married to Ridhi and Sidhi...which means prosperity and well-being. There are so many stories which talk about His power, innocence, love for his parents and his mischief !! One of the them ends up with the fact that he given a boon that whenever Hindus will worship any God, they have to worship Ganpati...no prayer is complete without remembering him...!!

Its a custom to take his name before starting any new work...its gives a feeling that Ganpati is watching and will undoubtedly give success in whatever task we take up..

Oh how can we end without mentioning abt his cute "savari"(vehicle)...they say that He always travel on a mouse. The very thought that Ganpati(someone of his size) on a small mouse is so heart warming... :)

Well why to talk about others...my favorite God is Ganpati and I love collecting Ganpati idols and receiving them as gift...I hope everybody is listening to this...becoz my b'day s just a fortnight way.. :-D !!

The pic on the right side of this says that Ganesh is symbol of so many virutes we mortals can cultivate in us and have sucess in every work that we take up. Quiet an informative and convincing picture, which makes us believe the reason why Ganpati looks like what has been depicted in mythology. Doesnt every God in Mythology gives us a lesson for our life...example Hanuman is symbolic to inner strength and devotion to a cause, it symbolises that we have powers within us, we just need sumone to make us realize that...

Disclaimer: I wish to refer mainly to whover worships and believe Ganesh and no offense meant for ppl who may take my remarks as offensive(though I don’t c any reason)

I have no name....

Sorry I am a new member to the "Janta" of bloggers...n so i am asking this elementary question...may b the veterans in this field would have an answer...bt "Why do people blog under anonymity??"

1. To have freedom to say whatever I want to say, well i already have....

2. I want to write whatever is there in my mind...well from whom do I want to hide the facts afterall.

3. People would form opinion if they get to knw what is happening in my mind, they would be shocked to know if they will realize that I can think in these terms...well who cares...

4. There is a thrill involved in saying things and others never identifying who said that....is it ??

4. Its a fad...well i agree to this...anonymity s always cool !!

I mean these are the possible reasons coming to my mind, but i have the possible reasons why these need not be the reasons...

well no offenses meant for the ppl who blog under anonymity...bt i m just inquisitive abt the rationale behind it...new kid in the block is just learning the rules of the trade... :)

anyone there to answer my queries....!!

I love mondays...

I love mondays....because they make us realize how good is tuesday, wednesday for that matter even thrusday..!! This day takes us to a state where we jump on the mention of name "friday"...n we dont even bother to name sunday n saturday separately...they r plain flat vknd :)

Its starts from sunday morning only...the realization that next day s monday!! When u lazily yawn in ur bed...the clock on the side table shows 10...bt no panic...think abt a hot cup of tea...n happily smile thinking life s so beautiful...then suddenly the realization dawns...next day is gonna b monday...ahead r 5 days when u r always short of time...!! and by the time its 4 in the evening I am totally in grip of a depression.... that next day is a "Monday"....

See the state of Monday blues that i am blogging at 1 in afternoon...leaving every work aside...!! Bt soon work will crop up like wild weed, i'll get busy and i m sure the week will pass in a blink...wow i love M(ondays)....nope...i love My optimism more....:-D

Movie Nostalgia

1. Dhishoom...dhishoom...Dhishkaoooonnn......Dhiskkaaoooonnn....These were the sounds which were lipped to the Heros of our movies when they used to be fighting with some 20 “bad guys” at one time….remember Mithun da or Shatrughan sinha!! When a hero punches… dhishoom…and when he fires a bullet… Dhishkaoooonnn!! I recall watching a movie which had a kind of faulty dubbing where dialogues were not in sync with the scenes and when a hero punched the “bad guy” sound that came was Dhishkaoooonnn…eeekkkss !! Call it perfect example of faulty dubbing….i laughted my heart out :-D !! I swear with such perfect dubbing today…we are missing on sum fun…

2. Rajesh Khanna n Mumtaj romance. Remember that behind the tree trunk and bushes reference of love. A perfect romantic scene would be where hero will pull heroine behind the tree trunk…2 sec and she wud b running away all blushing…and hero will emerge all victorious…. rubbing his lips. Though personally i hate the undercurrent type of reflection of love, ppl used to love it and probably u will have sum oldies supporting it saying that it was better than the explicit love scenes that we have today...well again debatable...

3. Utpal dutt, amol palekar, Hrishikesh Mukherjee comedies. I guess that kind of humour is just missing now a days. Though we see it bac in works of directors like Priyadarshan. The humour was so tickling and the aftereffect so mesmerizing that even today when we think of a scene from these timeless classics...it brings a smile to our face..!!

4. Madhubala flirts - Remember the sensous number...aayein meherbaan, baithiye jaanejaan...from movie Howrah bridge...i would say that there Madhubala cross passed sensuality queens like Marliyn Monroe!! I remember 1 interview where Shekhar Kapur when asked for most sensous heroine and number(asked in relation to Mr India kate nahin katate number..)...he quoted the same song...saying the lady seduces u by the expressions on her face...anybody wants to challenge expert's opinion :) ??

5. Nutan and Devanand Romance - I love the song which was choreographed on the pair, it was in Qutab Minar…movie I guess was “Tere ghar ke Samne”. Donno why but songs of this genre leave a amazing gud feeling after u watch them…

We have amazing movies made now a days also...well i cant think of many names rt now.. ;-D !!

I am eagerly waiting for movies like “over the hedge”, “Phir se Hera Pheri”, “Superman”…I m sure they wud b worth watching…or atleast I hope so…

Culinary Sillks

"Stop eating now"..."u cannt hog like this....","bad for waiste line"..."WILL YOU STOP EATING NOW........."

gulpppp....n i did though i so wanted to eat more...!! I wont say it was the best things i have eaten so far in life...bt yaa it was one of the best..!! n the fact that i prepared it....makes it even more special..bt c my darn irritating conscience..always knocks at the wrong time... !!

Well cooking is one thing which i always shy away with....!! Who has the patience to select all the grocery..stand in queue to pay for it...carry the heavy packet home...stand in the kitchen for hours...chopping things...then watching them boiling...measuring the amount of spices u hv to put...ur heart missing a beat when u realise that u forgot to put salt...or u hv put more than is required !! A sudden depression grips my heart when i realize that sumwhere my measurement of salt went wrong...i hate that sinking feeling !! Some ppl call cooking an art...well...always debatable...!! Well the phrase that beauty is skin deep...is equally debatable when we mortals often run for appearances only...

Bt there r sum sad facts..we need to eat to live....n we cannot always eat outside..so WE NEED TO COOK ....

I opened the fridge...1 tomato...few pieces of cauliflower, 1 carrot, half cut delapidated bringal!! Now what will i cook with that..."sumthing is always possible.."(my irritating soul again)...bt there r no potatoes, n a conventional sabji requires that, lets buy sum food..."how abt a cocktail sabji"....eekkks...it always says rt things at wrong time..ok boss...no option left..."So lets cook"....yaa instead why nt slap u hard...

hhmm all vegetables chopped...vessel...simmering oil..all spices kept aside...will mix things in sequence a particular sequence...onion..tomato..chilli...carrot..bringal..capsucum..gobi...then spices!! Sequence is based on the fact...NO FACT :-D !! i mixed everything n yupp leave it to cook for sumtime...!! bt wait a sec...my heart skipped a beat..i forgot SALT...open the lid of cooker bac...thankfully its nt late...i added salt...went thru the checklist...yes everything s just perfect...!! now relax till it gets cooked...

the aroma is amazing...n my conscience s all in praise for me...

I take the stuff out in serving bowl...taste it...WOW...i m so proud of myself...this is one of the best things i hv tasted so far..."But u shud have put a bit less oil..." aahhhh.....how i wish i cud shut this thing off....

A creative bandwagon

A creative bandwagon

Sumtimes i am just amazed at the creativity of so many people working in the IT field.

As I want down the corridor of my office I see the utmost creativity with which peple have decorated their cubicles(they call it office here as each guy gets a separate cubicle)...!! A walk the corridor is like a journey thru an exhibition...an interesting one indeed...probably the personal touch to it(nt done by professionals) makes it even more heart touching exciting...

One thing common across all offices is the snaps of their dear ones...their wife/husband, kids, sister...n sumtimes(bt rarely parents)..!! Sum of th snaps are so beautiful n lively that they simply make u a part of the moment in the snap...my fav s a kid holding a dog's ear with a peculiar expression on his face...i hv simply fallen in love with tht pic!!

some ppl even have plants...soft toys...then music systems...candy box...paintings made by them or their kids...small toys...cars...trophy...u just think of it n they r there...

one of my fav paintings rather a collage s of Gollum(Lord of the ring enthusiasts will identify in a sec). this collage s done beautifully... a raw pic of gollum is given aside. What amazes me is the finess with which the guy has done this collage.

Few ppl hv their creativity bent on a cuter side and sum are raw and as a matter of fact types...no doubt every office space is a reflection of the person who sits there...

After all this creative spree i come to my office...it looks so crude...so cold...there s absolutely no personal touch to it....how i wish i was as creative as other techies here...!! Or keeping in line with my thoughts before...am i crude..cold...!! I better start painting pics or taking snaps... :)

Feel Connected

I am sure it is becoz of the umbilical ties i share with my mother that everytime i call her up, the first line she says is "I was expecting your call today !!" n trust me I have no reasons to disbelieve her also...

Or is it that she wants me to call her up everyday and so whenever I call her up she can say that easily...

No matter what the reason is ... no matter what the rationale is...the fact is whenever i talk to her..i feel so connected...i feel so connected to life...so connected to the very will to achieve and live life !!

I love you mom !!

As an Indian I feel so helpless today

As an Indian I feel so helpless today. India as a nation has reached such a place where we are debating about sumthing which is actually undebatable!!

I m talking about the Additional Reservation Quota proposed in Medical and engineering educational institutions. Do we need to go on hunger strikes to prove a point as explicit as this...has India become a nation where to prove a fact we have to struggle so much..the truth is ......These are the fields where we cannot compromise and entertain any type of favourism!!

The fact is that engineering and medical are two fields where workforce should be selected purely on the basis of merit...as every compromise made here would cost in terms of lives...which can be of our loved ones...n this is specially for the the people who are supporting this bill...Imagine your loved ones bein treated by a person who was not capable of the education he/she got...didnt hv the calibre to grasp the highly intricate details of medical profession!!...imagine the flyover collapsing, because of some flaw in design which the incapable engineer introduced and his incapable supervisor overlooked...n they came out of so called reservation...what if ur father/brother/son/husband/mom was driving past it when it collapsed !! It may sound brute...bt yaa these might b the results which we may to encounter because of this favourism...

The fact is reservation can get a person in college, but cannot add grey cells to one's brains...cannot inculcate the basic intellect required to learn and perform a job !! With exam fee so minimal i think everybody has the platform where they can compete for a seat in these professional courses...

The fact is if there is a bill for free education for any underpriviledge caste...i would be the first to support it...but entry should be purely on the basis of merit

The fact is medical and engineering are professional courses and the basic principle of professionalism is no favourism...!!

The fact is the one who is capable doesnt need favors...doesnt need reservation...

The fact is other countries will laugh at us that we are ready to compromise a issue as vital as healthcare...

The fact is we are ready to travel on a road where short term happiness if going to put us on a long and unending path of compromises made...Letz stop here...

All i am hoping is sumone from among the people for whom this trap is laid....for whom this bill is being introduced will rise above these things and say aloud ... " I DONT NEED THIS RESERVATION....I DONT NEED THIS FAVORISM....IF I AM CAPABLE...I WILL GET IT FOR MYSELF...." !!

saying a prayer under my breath...all i wish is to see is a hand rising from the crowd....

Letz save our country...