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Tuesday, February 14, 2006
All the best Jaadya !
Just sticking to the tradition of writing farewell notes when anyone leaves Baltimore. Damn..no one wrote me one..but I guess that is because of my perpetual weekend visits. Heres one for Jaadya.
It was in the year 2003
That I made a friend called Sri
Come 2004
We were freaks to the core
Fools and idiots I did fend
To make a true, valuable friend
Though I never miss to take a dig
At this fat disgusting pig
Petty squabbles and many a fight
Ensured our friendship stayed tight
Glimpses of humor he showed was wry
You'd laugh and laugh till you cry
Cricket, football, hard rock
Hours and hours on it we would talk
"Trance if my fav", he stood his stance
Never missed to break into a Helen dance
24 hours he'd eat and eat
An apetite too tough to beat
One thing that he did wrong
Was forget to hide his pink thong
Typos and mistakes over the top
And he nicknamed me Aup
Ballsy sure did return his favor
"Lookatheem", a nick to savor
Though not the leader of the troop
But, mighty integral to the group
To open out, when you need a friend
He's truly a godsend
A move we didnt foresee
That you'd be moving to New Jersey
The times spent in Baltimore
Will soon be days of yore
It is said que sera sera
Surely is the end of an era
But if you ever happen to feel alone
We're all here, dont hesitate to phone
May your guiding light be strong
May you never put ahead a foot wrong
Best wishes and goodluck I send
Adios till we meet during the weekend
It was in the year 2003
That I made a friend called Sri
Come 2004
We were freaks to the core
Fools and idiots I did fend
To make a true, valuable friend
Though I never miss to take a dig
At this fat disgusting pig
Petty squabbles and many a fight
Ensured our friendship stayed tight
Glimpses of humor he showed was wry
You'd laugh and laugh till you cry
Cricket, football, hard rock
Hours and hours on it we would talk
"Trance if my fav", he stood his stance
Never missed to break into a Helen dance
24 hours he'd eat and eat
An apetite too tough to beat
One thing that he did wrong
Was forget to hide his pink thong
Typos and mistakes over the top
And he nicknamed me Aup
Ballsy sure did return his favor
"Lookatheem", a nick to savor
Though not the leader of the troop
But, mighty integral to the group
To open out, when you need a friend
He's truly a godsend
A move we didnt foresee
That you'd be moving to New Jersey
The times spent in Baltimore
Will soon be days of yore
It is said que sera sera
Surely is the end of an era
But if you ever happen to feel alone
We're all here, dont hesitate to phone
May your guiding light be strong
May you never put ahead a foot wrong
Best wishes and goodluck I send
Adios till we meet during the weekend
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Another one bites the dust
A while ago, a lot of ppl wrote 55-word stories (pretty much self-explanatory but anyways these are stories which have a 55 word limit) and tagged other bloggers to write the same. No body ever tagged me, but anyways here it goes ... and I tag all Freaks to write one as well.
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A casual glance at his PDA
And Dr. Toad* groans
"Not another masters thesis defense!"
That's something he bemoans
He flips a coin to decide
The damn coin's queer
He ponders hard
Finally enlightenment is near
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A casual glance at his PDA
And Dr. Toad* groans
"Not another masters thesis defense!"
That's something he bemoans
He flips a coin to decide
The damn coin's queer
He ponders hard
Finally enlightenment is near
It's not about the student
Never about the mood
Only hard thing to ignore
Is the fattening free food
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*could be a professor in any US universityMonday, February 06, 2006
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna
Got a chance to see Rang de Basanti yesterday...very nice movie.
My only complaint was that they took the initial comic scenes way overboard...they cudve cut that crap a wee bit and made the movie short and sweet. Not that the comedy or comic timing was bad...but it essentially split the movie between intermissions as "A comedy caper" and "The Awakening". What was really striking about the movie was the parallels that the director took between the five freedom fighters and the bunch of frnds set in contemporary India. Another really moving part was te rendition of that eternal poem....which goes like this:
sarfaroshi ki tamana ab hamare dil main hai
dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil main hai
karta nahi kyon dusara kuch bat-chit
dekhata hun main jise vo chup teri mahfil main hai
ai shahid-e-mulk-o-millat main tere upar nisar
ab teri himat ka charcha gair ki mahfil main hai
vaqt ane de bata denge tujhe ai asman
ham abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil main hai
khinch kar lai hain sab ko qatl hone ki ummid
ashiqon ka aj jamghat kucha-e-qatil main hai
sarfaroshi ki tamana ab hamare dil main hai
dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil main hai
My only complaint was that they took the initial comic scenes way overboard...they cudve cut that crap a wee bit and made the movie short and sweet. Not that the comedy or comic timing was bad...but it essentially split the movie between intermissions as "A comedy caper" and "The Awakening". What was really striking about the movie was the parallels that the director took between the five freedom fighters and the bunch of frnds set in contemporary India. Another really moving part was te rendition of that eternal poem....which goes like this:
sarfaroshi ki tamana ab hamare dil main hai
dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil main hai
karta nahi kyon dusara kuch bat-chit
dekhata hun main jise vo chup teri mahfil main hai
ai shahid-e-mulk-o-millat main tere upar nisar
ab teri himat ka charcha gair ki mahfil main hai
vaqt ane de bata denge tujhe ai asman
ham abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil main hai
khinch kar lai hain sab ko qatl hone ki ummid
ashiqon ka aj jamghat kucha-e-qatil main hai
sarfaroshi ki tamana ab hamare dil main hai
dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil main hai
Friday, February 03, 2006
which one are you
++ which one are you
I think we are a manifestation of atleast one of the three characters from Dil Chahta Hai. Which one do you think you closely relate to ?
For those who do not remember, I am talking about Akash, Sameer and Siddharth.
To me these are a couple -
Bala is the closest we have to Akaash. Trying to be a rebel on the outside, yet behind the rebellious exterior; I have always found a very traditional or should I call it run of the mill person (for lack of a better phrase). Picking on people might be his favorite activity but then he also gets very emotionally attached to the people around him. This may sound a bit different from the Akaash, but it really is not. Akaash is a bit more wary in getting emotionally attached to people but he too is involved emotionally with all his relationships. And I can just see a fallout like the one between Akaash and Siddharth happening to Bala so very easily.
Vishal is a specter of Siddharth. Quiet but resolute. He knows what he wants and he will strive hard to achieve it. There is a him which he will not reveal to anybody. There is a huge jump one needs to make to know him which is difficult to the extreme of impossibility. He is the true rebel. He is the one who does something because he thinks it is correct and wants to do it not caring about anybody else around him.
In myself I see a bit of Akaash and a lot of Sameer. I get swayed by people easily. Thoroughly confused. I never know what I want or what I like. Will leave the rest of the assessment on me to others.
Comment away ... about any of the people we know. Maybe we could take a more generalised approach and just say which movie character do we relate somebody with the most.
I think we are a manifestation of atleast one of the three characters from Dil Chahta Hai. Which one do you think you closely relate to ?
For those who do not remember, I am talking about Akash, Sameer and Siddharth.
To me these are a couple -
Bala is the closest we have to Akaash. Trying to be a rebel on the outside, yet behind the rebellious exterior; I have always found a very traditional or should I call it run of the mill person (for lack of a better phrase). Picking on people might be his favorite activity but then he also gets very emotionally attached to the people around him. This may sound a bit different from the Akaash, but it really is not. Akaash is a bit more wary in getting emotionally attached to people but he too is involved emotionally with all his relationships. And I can just see a fallout like the one between Akaash and Siddharth happening to Bala so very easily.
Vishal is a specter of Siddharth. Quiet but resolute. He knows what he wants and he will strive hard to achieve it. There is a him which he will not reveal to anybody. There is a huge jump one needs to make to know him which is difficult to the extreme of impossibility. He is the true rebel. He is the one who does something because he thinks it is correct and wants to do it not caring about anybody else around him.
In myself I see a bit of Akaash and a lot of Sameer. I get swayed by people easily. Thoroughly confused. I never know what I want or what I like. Will leave the rest of the assessment on me to others.
Comment away ... about any of the people we know. Maybe we could take a more generalised approach and just say which movie character do we relate somebody with the most.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Random musings
I was harping about how difficult it is to put the whole experience of being back in India into words.Was thinking more on the lines of listing out the main experiences and providing brief snippets of the rest of the trip... nothing but incessant hogging and very little substance.I decided to come out of the shroud of vagueness surrounding this 'coming up with a blog' thing and make a transition from my dormant state to a contributing one.
One of the things which concerned me during my recent trip to India was the misconstrual of the general idea of westernization, particularly amongst one section of the crowd, BPO employees (majority of whom I met). If one decides to follow the west, I believe he should be targeting the greater good, which it has to offer. Instead, speaking with an affected accent, hanging out at coffee shops, owning the latest IPODs and senseless, maniacal shopping at the mall seem to be the interpretations. I will dissect each of the points I mentioned in further detail
1. The accent: Shouldn't the focus be more on enunciation? well its clearly not. It is just a veil used by the linguistically challenged to hide their ineptitude. Take our case..what has changed about the way we speak? I think that we speak slow and clear now than we used to four years ago. Accents do undergo change but it(the change) is gradual. Enter XYZ, a person in my locality who joined a BPO in September. Here is the transcript of a conversation I had with him
XYZ (sporting a knee length Tee with a as-low-as-low-can-get pair of jeans and a NY Yankees bandana):
Yo man..whassup dude.
Aup: Chal raha hai yaar..tu kaisa kai?
XYZ: Man damn..keeping f***in busy man..skejule is scwevy
Aup: Whom do you work for?
XYZ: ABC consultants man..work the 9pm-4am graveyard shift.
Aup: Tere saath khade rehke aise lag raha hai ki mein nahi tu 4 saal US mein rehke aaya hai.
XYZ: Stop pullin my leg dude..you crackin me up
Aup: ( failing to srike any meaningful conversation) Chal yaar..I'll see you around. Thoda bahar jaana hai.
XYZ: Aite yo..ciao..laterz
2. Cafe Coffee Day: This is is a double edged sword. First of all it is expensive and on top of that the coffee sucks. Had visited this place in Bangalore and had a cup of lousy coffee with a tiny portion of pretentious brownie. The prices were dollar equivalents. Same day evening I had coffee at the Indian Coffee House on MG Road. Better coffee, 1/10th the price ..you do the math. Cafe Coffee Day or Barista for that matter try to be the Indian equivalents of Starbucks, but fail miserably at it. Starbucks , a coffee shop round the corner serves excellent coffee and most people sit there and work. Cafe Coffee Day, its Indian counterpart if you would like to call it one, is a place where budding relationships start on a wrong note.
3. Owning the latest IPODs and shopping at malls: Presenting DEF, a 1st year BCom student in Mithibhai college, who owns the latest IPOD mini black and also a Power Mac G4.He needs it because BCom studies can get pretty tough..you need the latest and greatest in technology.So what if you are a commerce student, studies are technology intensive, aren't they?. And to chill off once in a while, what better than listening to the latest 'Aashiq banaya aapne' song on your mini.His wardrobe features the latest "Zamkudi" fashion shirts from "Raghu-Leela" mall in Kandivli and did I forget to mention his hair color -- "brown with blonde streaks". Enough said
The only positive I can draw from my above experience is that people have money and it is getting into the market,which is good.The same item from the general store "Apsara Novelty Store", costs thrice as much in a similar shop in the mall, but surprisingly there are more than one buyers. I can't help but feel disappointed over this contagious wannabeism. I am not asking for a status quo ante because youth has to be affected by the winds of change.But isn't this kind of wannabeism a state of alienation from the self in a sense that the ‘being’ one now has is not worth having,and so must be exchanged for another. Doesn't that purely qualify as self-loathing?
One of the things which concerned me during my recent trip to India was the misconstrual of the general idea of westernization, particularly amongst one section of the crowd, BPO employees (majority of whom I met). If one decides to follow the west, I believe he should be targeting the greater good, which it has to offer. Instead, speaking with an affected accent, hanging out at coffee shops, owning the latest IPODs and senseless, maniacal shopping at the mall seem to be the interpretations. I will dissect each of the points I mentioned in further detail
1. The accent: Shouldn't the focus be more on enunciation? well its clearly not. It is just a veil used by the linguistically challenged to hide their ineptitude. Take our case..what has changed about the way we speak? I think that we speak slow and clear now than we used to four years ago. Accents do undergo change but it(the change) is gradual. Enter XYZ, a person in my locality who joined a BPO in September. Here is the transcript of a conversation I had with him
XYZ (sporting a knee length Tee with a as-low-as-low-can-get pair of jeans and a NY Yankees bandana):
Yo man..whassup dude.
Aup: Chal raha hai yaar..tu kaisa kai?
XYZ: Man damn..keeping f***in busy man..skejule is scwevy
Aup: Whom do you work for?
XYZ: ABC consultants man..work the 9pm-4am graveyard shift.
Aup: Tere saath khade rehke aise lag raha hai ki mein nahi tu 4 saal US mein rehke aaya hai.
XYZ: Stop pullin my leg dude..you crackin me up
Aup: ( failing to srike any meaningful conversation) Chal yaar..I'll see you around. Thoda bahar jaana hai.
XYZ: Aite yo..ciao..laterz
2. Cafe Coffee Day: This is is a double edged sword. First of all it is expensive and on top of that the coffee sucks. Had visited this place in Bangalore and had a cup of lousy coffee with a tiny portion of pretentious brownie. The prices were dollar equivalents. Same day evening I had coffee at the Indian Coffee House on MG Road. Better coffee, 1/10th the price ..you do the math. Cafe Coffee Day or Barista for that matter try to be the Indian equivalents of Starbucks, but fail miserably at it. Starbucks , a coffee shop round the corner serves excellent coffee and most people sit there and work. Cafe Coffee Day, its Indian counterpart if you would like to call it one, is a place where budding relationships start on a wrong note.
3. Owning the latest IPODs and shopping at malls: Presenting DEF, a 1st year BCom student in Mithibhai college, who owns the latest IPOD mini black and also a Power Mac G4.He needs it because BCom studies can get pretty tough..you need the latest and greatest in technology.So what if you are a commerce student, studies are technology intensive, aren't they?. And to chill off once in a while, what better than listening to the latest 'Aashiq banaya aapne' song on your mini.His wardrobe features the latest "Zamkudi" fashion shirts from "Raghu-Leela" mall in Kandivli and did I forget to mention his hair color -- "brown with blonde streaks". Enough said
The only positive I can draw from my above experience is that people have money and it is getting into the market,which is good.The same item from the general store "Apsara Novelty Store", costs thrice as much in a similar shop in the mall, but surprisingly there are more than one buyers. I can't help but feel disappointed over this contagious wannabeism. I am not asking for a status quo ante because youth has to be affected by the winds of change.But isn't this kind of wannabeism a state of alienation from the self in a sense that the ‘being’ one now has is not worth having,and so must be exchanged for another. Doesn't that purely qualify as self-loathing?
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