"meri laundry ka ek bill
ik aadhi padhi novel
ek ladki ka phone number
mere kaam ka ek paper
mere, taash se heart ka king
mera, ik chaandi ka ring
pichhle saat dinon mein maine khoya
kabhi khud pe hansa main,
aur
kabhi khud pe roya
present mili ek ghadi
pyaari thi mujhe badi
mary jane ka ek packet
meri denim ki jacket
do one-day match ke passes
mere naye naye sunglasses
pichhle saat dinon mein maine khoya
kabhi khud pe hansa main,
aur
kabhi khud pe roya
kaise, bhoolun, saatva jo din aaya
kisi ne, tumse, ik party mein milwaaya
kaisa, pal tha, jis pal maine tumko pehli baar dekha tha
hum jo mile pehli baar
maine jaanaa kya hai pyaar
maine hosh bhi khoya dil bhi khoya
kabhi khud pe hansa main,
aur
kabhi khud pe roya
maine pichhle saat dino mein
ye sab hai, khoya..."
Lyrics from the upcoming movie Rock on sung by Farhan Akhtar. The last seven days of my life were, in fact, quite similar to the situation described above. Thats why i related almost instantaneously to this song when i heard it. Not the actual merchandise, but i lost some big bucks, my peace of mind and my heart too...
The only difference??? Pichle saat dinon me maine ye sab hai khoya
lekin
bahut kuch hai paaya...
Tuesday 22 July 2008
Friday 18 July 2008
Random Ravings
I have lived the last seven days of life in small bursts. Akin to ripples in a pond formed as a result of a stone being thrown in, the ripples subsiding and a long wait for still another stone. While life was more or less stagnant, the ripples created quite a hulchul, maybe for a lifetime...
In between all those boring moments- another of those marriages where you are supposed to go, smile, say polite hi's, hellos and thank yous and where you aren't supposed to be enjoying unless you are dead drunk; visiting all those relatives of yours; listening to the non stop chatter of some of your aunts (waiting for a pause in the monologue to slip a word, if necessary, or just nodding your head while perusing a magazine), i discovered the ripples.
One of the ripples was in the form of a 3rd grade Quiz which I attended on my friend's insistence. My mind was already on the plans for the evening after the prelims (being quite sure that we won't qualify), i was surprised when the quizmaster called the Born Idiots to the stage (no points for guessing- that was our team name!). The next three hours were drawn long by that hopeless guy and I predictably, performing in ripples- giving a brilliant answer and confusing my partner for the next one. And we missed out on some big bucks too...
There were other little ripples too like the evening i got dead drunk and was quite unsteady returning home. That resulted in a conscious decision to try and decrease alcohol consumption (that means 'mere blog ka ab bhagwaan hi malik hai'. sometimes i used to write really good pieces when drunk). So, its 6 days and counting...
There were still other ripples that are too private to share on a public site but those ripples are the ones that will probably travel the furthest. How far, i don't know. i'll have to see. And wait.
I just read a great quotation somewhere "If you can't do great things, try doing small things in a great way". Well, i hope these ripples accumulate and cause some real benefit to my life...
In between all those boring moments- another of those marriages where you are supposed to go, smile, say polite hi's, hellos and thank yous and where you aren't supposed to be enjoying unless you are dead drunk; visiting all those relatives of yours; listening to the non stop chatter of some of your aunts (waiting for a pause in the monologue to slip a word, if necessary, or just nodding your head while perusing a magazine), i discovered the ripples.
One of the ripples was in the form of a 3rd grade Quiz which I attended on my friend's insistence. My mind was already on the plans for the evening after the prelims (being quite sure that we won't qualify), i was surprised when the quizmaster called the Born Idiots to the stage (no points for guessing- that was our team name!). The next three hours were drawn long by that hopeless guy and I predictably, performing in ripples- giving a brilliant answer and confusing my partner for the next one. And we missed out on some big bucks too...
There were other little ripples too like the evening i got dead drunk and was quite unsteady returning home. That resulted in a conscious decision to try and decrease alcohol consumption (that means 'mere blog ka ab bhagwaan hi malik hai'. sometimes i used to write really good pieces when drunk). So, its 6 days and counting...
There were still other ripples that are too private to share on a public site but those ripples are the ones that will probably travel the furthest. How far, i don't know. i'll have to see. And wait.
I just read a great quotation somewhere "If you can't do great things, try doing small things in a great way". Well, i hope these ripples accumulate and cause some real benefit to my life...
Tuesday 1 July 2008
PAPPU CAN'T DANCE. SO WHAT?
So what if Pappu can't dance??? Even I can't dance. And I guess there are a lot many people in this category who can't go through those eyecatching symmetrical movements of the limbs and the body.
Dance, for me, is an expression of the inner joy and exhiliration that I feel, deep down. I can't dance but I try to. Wait a minute! I guess I can and do dance. Only that doesn't come under what the world categorises as 'dance'. If I can simply jump around flailing my arms and enjoying myself (accompanied by music, if possible)and if I feel good and the people around me are feeling good, I won't hesitate and categorise it as dance.That means I have been dancing since my childhood through my college years (i won't forget those MRCs)to the present!!! The thing is to try and do what you can and enjoy it no matter what the world says or feels about it.
So, Pappu, my friend, don't let those mean guys get to you. Enjoy your life the way you enjoy best and dance in the manner you know.I am with you.:)
Dance, for me, is an expression of the inner joy and exhiliration that I feel, deep down. I can't dance but I try to. Wait a minute! I guess I can and do dance. Only that doesn't come under what the world categorises as 'dance'. If I can simply jump around flailing my arms and enjoying myself (accompanied by music, if possible)and if I feel good and the people around me are feeling good, I won't hesitate and categorise it as dance.That means I have been dancing since my childhood through my college years (i won't forget those MRCs)to the present!!! The thing is to try and do what you can and enjoy it no matter what the world says or feels about it.
So, Pappu, my friend, don't let those mean guys get to you. Enjoy your life the way you enjoy best and dance in the manner you know.I am with you.:)
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