Sunday, March 29, 2009

Holi!!

Thanks to Ashley, I woke up from my deep slumber and remembered that I have a blog too.So as asked by Ashley I am uploading this years Holi pics.Last year I celebrated holi in Mumbai,this year in Bangalore in college hostel. Wherever I celebrate,there is no dearth of bunch of hooligans mercilessly celebrating holi.
This year's surprise were girls of my college.I was expecting that girls would be as usual playing spoilsport, showing tantrums and attitude. Though there were some of that kind, most of the girls were active in holi and showed zeal which I never expected.
One day before holi we generally have a bonfire. This bonfire was made in front of our hostel at night.Our hostel warden had given permission to celebrate till 11PM but we streched it to 1AM.


Everyone circled around bonfire for group photograph

Girls posing for Camera

SB making better use of burining wood

Happy Holi!!


Next day I had decided that I will wake up late. I was awaken by sound of some girl. In half sleep I wondered GIRL!! in boys hostel? Later I saw KK entering room. She told us to get up and come down to play holi and warned that if we dont come down, she will throw bucket of water on us while we were on bed.With no option we got out of bed and went outside.

The mad crowd



Hostel corridor looked as if it is hit by tsunami

Can you spot where I am?



The only thing I can make out from there faces is their teeth

These plates were full of piled up colours. But they were not enough to satisfy our urge to play holi.After colour got over we started playing with mud!!
PP playing with mud. Who will say these are MBA grads,the Future Managers!!

Baggy collecting mud to throw on guys


Thats me and our Warden.Look how happy he is!

Galle milo! Gale milo



















Sunday, November 09, 2008

Snippets


Finally the jamboree of US Presidential elections are over. All the Analysts, Prophesists, Political Pundits can go back to their cells and now we can have something new. US Presidential Elections always have an aura of being an international event.For more than a month, more than half of International section of Times Of India used to be occupied by the coverage of election campaign of Presidential Canditates. Hope so now we will get something new to read.
Right from the beginning of elections, since the face off between Obama and Hillary, I knew that if Obama becomes Presidential candidate then he will surely win the elections.The results have shown that I am no less than all those myriad american-policy pundits who daily blabbered on various news channels. As an Indian obviously we are concerned what will be there for us after Obama takes office. As far as I have read, India always had more cordial relations with US under Republicans rather than under Democrats. Hope Obama does something to change that perception.

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Indian B Schools are facing the heat of global financial meltdown. Suddenly job offers have reduced and salaries offered during campus placements have come down drastically.My old friend happens to be in Placement Committee of Mumbai campus of my college. I talked to him on phone recently and he confirmed that placements this year will be bad. The conditions are worst for Finance major MBA grads.



In today's newspaper I found this interesting article. Finally we have something that can make up for brain drain of educated and skilled workforce from our country. India is now being preferred destination for international job seekers!!
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I read this piece in People Magazine. I never knew Ellen was lesbian. :(

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Smart Asses

Smart Ass 1
Act 1:-
Me: Hey coming to eat food?
Smart Ass 1: *He looks in his laptop pretending not to hear anything even though I am standing almost over his head*
Act 2:-
I get up from sleep and look around.The lights are switched off.
Me: There is no electricity?
No reply.
SA 1: *Thinks replying to my question is below his dignity*

Smart Ass 2
Me:You gave a good presentation.
*makes faces as if its nothing new,eventhough half of class didnt get head or tail of what he presented*
SA2: Hmm.Has to be.

Smart Ass 3
We get our Test papers.SA3 got a marks which is good and above class average.But makes face as if he is shocked.Probably coz he has got impression that he always scores good.
SA3: How can I get this low marks?
*looks in paper as if he has seen life dinosaur in it*

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Rock On!!

So I happened to go to see movie in Urvashi Theater yesterday.I went to see 'Rock On'.

When I was in Mumbai,watching movies was like a bane for me.I dont know why but I dont like watching movies.But after coming to Bangalore and joining B School,suddenly things have changed.Last week I saw Ram Gopal Varma's 'Phoonk' and this week I saw Rock On. What actually happened is that 2 girls in our college wanted to see the movie.So they came to me and asked whether I can accompany them.Now, I like a good kid was exhilarated to know that girls(not one but two) want to go for movie with me.Later I came to know that they had asked other boys in class but no one was ready to go with them.Therefore they came to me coz I was their last resort.

We bunked our Statistics lecture and took Volvo bus from our College for Urvashi Theater.Also at that time 2 more girls joined.So 4 girls and me went along.Just before movie started N told that how last time I had passed comments all the time during movie and how she was pissed off.From one end all the girls,starting from R, proclaimed that if I did anything similar this time they will see to it that I will be sorry for it.Determination of four girls is enough to scare a good kind hearted guy like me(ahem ahem).

So movie started.The row just behind us was inhabited by people from stone age who used to yell at their top of lungs everytime they hear sound or see light.With illustrious consistency they see to it that their presence is felt all around the movie theater.

Now Rock On is a typical pot pouri movie with theme already expolited by movies like Jhankar Beats.Friends have band,they get seperated and then they come again.Now watching a predictable movie with bunch of girls who are glued to screen by keeping mouth shut can be a big pain.I tried hard but after an hour or so I dozed off.Next thing I know is that N was waking me up and remaining girls were staring at me with what-a-dumb-guy-he-is look.The guys in the row at my back continued yelling and making comments.I wished I was there enjoying movie with them.

After interval movie picked up pace.But it became more predictable.After that they used all the concepts of typical masala movie to raise the tempo and brought the movie to end.I heaved a sigh of relief.

Chalo...ab ghar chalein.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

A Friend indeed...

In the battle camp,a soldier prepares to go to bring his wounded friend back from the field.His captain says,"No use,your friend will be dead by the time you bring him". But the soldier still goes and brings back his friend.
Seeing dead body, captain says"I told you its not worth it.He's dead".
Soldier replies "NoSir it was really worth it.When I got to him,my friend saw me,smiled and said his last words,"Man I knew you'll come..."

Friday, April 11, 2008

India this week

So lets see what was hot this week in newspapers. The most important recent news is that MJ Akbar is no more Editor in Chief of Asian Age newspaper.I loved to read his bylines and articles in newspaper and frequently used to visit his blog.This is black day for journalism.

"..ON THE morning of March 1, MJ Akbar — founder editor of The Asian Age and Deccan Chronicle and a legend in his time — was driving to work when he was overtaken by a flurry of messages on his Blackberry asking him to check his paper’s masthead: his name had gone missing overnight, replaced with that of T. Venkatt Ram Reddy, the publisher.
57-year-old Akbar was not surprised, simply distraught. The dignity and grace with which he had wanted to exit had died its chance. But, in a sense, 30 years in the business should’ve been subconscious preparation. In standoffs between management and editors, the latter have always taken the ignominous cuts. Arun Shourie. BG Verghese. Dileep Padgaonkar. VK Narasimhan. The list of illustrious scalps before Akbar is long, yet the complete absence of ceremony with which he has been ousted is one more body blow to the waning institution of the editor. Unfortunately publications, too often now, are known more for their numbers than their personalities and Akbar is one of the last of a breed who valued voice and teeth and bite and other such fading journalistic grails..."
This week was also week of flip flops. Bal Thackeray in his editorial in his mouth piece Saamna had told Amitabh Bachchan to learn lesson from Rajnikant,who took part in hunger strike in Chennai for support of Tamil Nadu on Hogennkanal issue.In his mouthpiece Bal Thackeray advised Amitabh Bachchan to give priority to the region where he lives and not from where he hails.

Seeing that Manse will take this as another opportunity to target Shiv Sena alleging that they Shiv Sena is saying what Manse has already told, Bal Thackeray told that he never told anything wrong about Amitabh and it was media that twisted things.Huh...he thinks people are fool.

Another episode that deserves place in hall of fame for flip flops is that of Sanjay Dutt and Manyata.Sanjay Dutt and Manyata got married and presented themselves in front of media after marriage.Later court told that marriage is illegal as Manyata has not yet given divorce to her ex Husband Miraj. When asked about this Sanjay Dutt told that he has not married Manyata they just had live-in relation between them.


In recent times India has not been safe for females. Increased number of violence against women is something that Indians should not only worry about but also feel shame of. On news channel I just saw a mob beating a girl in public in presence of Police in Delhi.There has also been increase in number of cases of foreign tourists being targeted by goons.
Men were not enough that monkeys in India also jumped in fray to harass women.This monkey desperately needs a woman. Why? Read yourself.

Last week long forgotten girl Gudiya died.Gudiya had hit news last year when her husband,who was in Indian Army during Kargil war,in true bollywood style came back after been disappeared for five years.After her husband didnt come back for years she got married to another man.A movie is being made on her.Click on the news article to read her entire story.


Now something from other countries. This news was a bit sad.This girl should have definitely build a career in some other field.




Now I have a dreaded fear of Cockroaches and Pigeons.But definitely I wont run naked on street after seeing one.May be after seeing this man naked Rat would have developed dreaded fear of men....specially the ones who are naked.

yeah yeah yeah. One more survey. This time survey shows that men are dumb enough to not to understand efforts of women to seduce him.This I find hard to digest.In another such research once I read that on an average Men undress their female colleague within fifteen minutes after they are introduced for first time.Not in reality but in their thoughts.


Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Bye Bye Orkut

So I left Orkut.
From past couple of weeks there has been sudden deluge of bad events in my life.It seems god has gone full to angry on me. I just can’t understand how come all things have started to go awry. Its not that I am not used to bad events.What makes this period notorious in my jeewan ki ram kahani is the fact that I had received couple of good news and that very goods turned out to be bad news. Not only these devil-in-disguise-angel events underwent total 180(or 360?) degree transmutation, they also brought their contemporaries along with them.
It is said that when it seems the whole world is going in wrong direction, then it’s not the world but you yourself who is in wrong direction.May be similar is the case with me. In whichever things I put my hands it gets ruined. Therefore I decided to stay out of the road. I stopped replying my mails, switched off my cell and snipped off whatever remaining contact I had with the outer world. For a week I had shut myself at my home.
One of the casualties of my run-away-from-world affair was Orkut.
Orkut happens to be a really cool place where I enjoyed a lot and visited regularly notwithstanding the fact that it is sort of a time sucking vortex. Whenever I used to get free time I used to login into orkut and thereafter jump into verbal duel. When I had joined Orkut it was only to participate in debates and discussions on Branding and Economics. Later I ventured in communities discussing International Relations and politics in India….and yes I made many good friends. When I deleted my friends I had 290+ members in my friend list, which is not at all huge considering normal Orkut standards. Also I met few of my friends. Apart from MT; Pravin Kamat( whom people popularly call Pravin Da), Dr Avinash, Ram and Keyur were one of the first among them. We were members of Bombay community. Dr. Avinash happens to be Human Anatomy Professor in Australia. When he visited India he requested us to meet. We all then met in Shivaji Park with others. Dr Avinash and PravinDa told their amusing stories of yesteryears, talked about radio jockeys of Vividhbharti, doordarshan and full to pushed us into nostalgic mood. For hours we talked about Movies, our freaky friends, pesky women etc etc.

PravinDa, Ram,Keyur,Me and Dr Avinash

Then I happened to meet Richie. I had planned to visit naxal affected areas of Darbangha in Bihar with friend who was doing research on Naxal terror. Now Richie happens to be an ex journalist and she herself being an upper caste Bhumihar from Bihar has great insight in history and spread of Naxalism. So we met in McDonalds at Goregoan. I wanted to have dinner in some good restaurant but she insisted on going to McDonalds. Over there she confessed that she is crazy after Mc burgers. So we sat for around 3 to 4 hours munching French fries and burgers giggling and laughing. The quality time that we spent out of that 95% was on general day to day chat and hardly 5% of the time we discussed about Naxalism, the real reason for which we met :.

Ahh and then there was much awaited meet. I call it Gappi meet. Ruchir, Tushar and myself were regulars in Gappistan Radio community. What happened is Ruchir and Tushar were in India for few days. After few days Ruchir had to go on tour to Hong Kong and Tushar had to go back to US. So we met at Raghuleela Mall in Kandivali. We all sat and chatted over Bhel puri and Dahi Samosas. In other meets of online people it is common to hear that “He was so different as we had assumed”,” He is not at all like he is on net” etc etc. But that was not in our case. When we met we felt as if we are meeting some one we have been meeting often. There were no big surprises. Ruchir was as jovial as he is on net, Tushar being as cool as he is often. As we sat we started blabbering about all nautankibaaz of Gappi and IM.
While conversation fervently progressed with fast pace, Ruchir’s wife and daughter initially felt left out and later were disillusioned with our boring talks. Anouska refused to stay more on her seat and desperately seeked way to escape from the torture chat. This gave an alibi to Ruchir’s wife to move away from our disoriented discussion. After she went back of Anouska we got privacy to have Guyz talk. During that Ruchir bhai gave some gyan on females as myself and tushar giggled on it. Then Tushar talked about his flirtations and girls and I talked…how shariff and good kid I am :P
Tushar,Me,Ruchir and Ruchir's wife and daughter