Reviews
One Night @ the Call Centre, book by Chetan Bhagat : Why do authors have to write a second novel? Why coudn’t he just bask in the glory of FPS and pack off to Singapore(or is it Hongkong?) respectfully, without delivering this dud? The book was stagnant, shallow, unintelligent and in some parts cliched, over-descriptive. The only pluses were the punch lines which still packed, if at all, a bacteria sized punch. Read it only to make it count.
Wall.E, animated movie : The producers (Disney and Pixar) think ahead of times. Ahead as in to a time when humans have left earth to die and there’s this little loner of a robot called Wall.E left to recycle the waste left-over. To cut the story short, it’s one of the most beautiful love stories i’ve ever seen. Animation is magnanimous, voice-over subtle and script legendary. Miss at your risk. 4/5
Noxious cerebral work.
Okay, i have started thinking about somebody day in and day out, nights included. And, unsurprisingly, this bit of trivial news spells doom in capitals for the cramped little space that my head is right now. Life’s been so sweet lately, almost to the extent of making me diabetic big time; but what i miss is the holyshit called spice, not sugardolls, back into my days. Barring a few impotent or important things, i’ve got what i always have desired without too much sweat and toil. Yet i find myself at war with myself, squirming, fidgeting, wiggling, writhing(okay, only sometimes. Rest of the times i’m either sleeping or licking the sugardoll). O no, maybe this time it’s me who’s searching for reasons to feel trampled all over, outplayed, annihilated. I got to wriggle out of this loser sentiment. Enough of this rubbish.
Twelve to Nineteen
Sept12
I didn’t go to college as i along with 40 students of our class were leaving for Delhi to attend the Pulse. (Life is sooooooo cool. I love my college.)
I saw this movie called A Wednesday at 10:30 at night. What a movie. 4/5 for sure. The thrills and twists were superlative. And jusxtaposed over the Mumbai bomb blast scenario, it all looked so real. Real, but far.
Sept13
It was raining since morning. But, obviously, the downpour couldn’t drown the feeling of excitement in me. This seed of excitement was sown as early as in first year, from the time our seniors went to the Pulse tour. They had confidently claimed that the coming 10 days were going to be the best 10 days of our college days.
We all board Sachkhand Express at 1:40 pm. We play a lot of dumb charades, antakshari, rapid-fire, 20 questions – you know, the stuff. What a time it was. The whole bogey was ours. Then -
A friend told me there was some problem in delhi, she was not sure which kind. And suddenly, our batch teacher gathers all of us around his berth and announces something utterly ridiculous “We’re getting off at the next train station because there’s been a series of bomb blasts in Delhi and the college managements wants us back. ASAP.” Cowards. Bloody idiots.
So we get off in this unknown town called Khandwa in Madhya Pradesh at 10:30pm. Someone arranged for a bus which was to arrive at one in the night. I simply couldn’t bear seeing Sachkhand Express speeding off towards Delhi in front of us.
Sept14
We have an uncomfortable 8 hr journey back to Aurangabad(45 people had to fit in 20 seats). I felt defeated but angry. For the first time the bombs that went off in some metropolitan seemed so near. I could absolutely relate to A Wednesday.
But we couldn’t resign to our fates so easily, could we? We were tired but bent upon realising our dream of attending “the best days of college” Pulse. It was hard to convince people to shed their cowardice and re-book tickets to Delhi and move on with our plans. It was hard, and as it turned out, our plan of a rebellion against the college management flopped.
7:30 pm : 9 of us got together and decided to do something. We had to. We decided to go to Lonavala, a hill station near Mumbai to lift our Delhi hangover.
9pm : We’re off ! But in the car we decide to go to Matheran near Mumbai.
Sept15
After a night’s drive, we reach Matheran. It is the tiniest hill station in the world and the the cleanest one in India. It is also the only Padestrian-only hill station in Asia. And it was heaven. Situated on a single hill in Western Ghats, it’s covered with clouds and offers breathtaking vies of deep valleyd below. There’re no vehicles allowed, and that enhances its mistique. Trust me, that place made my senses go numb with its beauty and aura.
Sept16
We spend the day in the hotel only as it was raining all day. We played in the swimming pool(the clouds were touching the pool water and it was raining too). We had a DJ party at night(blew my head off).
Sept17
Morning we leave for Mumbai(had to drop a friend there). We roam around the city and leave at 12 in the night.
Sept18
Reach Aurangabad and at 10am sleep ALL day. I watched the 10:30 pm show of 1920 at PVR. 3.5/4. It scares in bits an pieces.It’s a rare good horror movie.
Sept19(today)
Attended college and booked tickets for home for Diwali vacations starting 18th October.
phewwwwwwwwww
Aaoge Jab Tum O Saajana
Aaoge Jab Tum O Saajana – 2
Angana Phool Khilenge
Barsega Saawan, Barsega Saawan Jhoom Jhoomke
Do Dil Aise Milenge
Aaoge Jab Tum O Saajana, Angana Phool Khilenge
Naina Tere Kajraare Hai, Naino Pe Hum Dil Haare Hai
Anjaane Hi Tere Naino Ne Waade Kiye Kayi Saare Hai
Saanson Ki Lay Madham Chalein, Tose Gaye
(Barasega Saawan – 2) Jhoom Jhoomke, Do Dil Aise Milenge
Aaoge Jab Tum Ho Saajana, Angana Phool Khilenge
Chanda Ko Taaku Raaton Mein, Hai Zindagi Tere Haanthon Mein
Palkon Pe Jhilmil Taarein Hain, Aana Bhari Barsaaton Mein
Sapnon Ka Jahaan, Hoga Kela Kela
(Barasega Saawan – 2) Jhoom Jhoomke, Do Dil Aise Milenge
Living an awesome life.
2nd year is awesome. I’m having a pretty great time. We guys have suspended studies from our schedule like a pest. I’ve been roaming in and around the town very much lately(for the first time visited Shirdi recently). I’ve joined a dinner mess which is really yummm(serves chicken occasionally). We’re leaving for Pulse at AIIMS, Delhi on 13th for a 10 day trip.
Life’s fantastic.
Lyrics of Pichle Saat Dino Mein (Rock On)
Meri Laundry Ka Ek Bill, Ek Aadhi Padi Novel… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta… Ek Ladki Ka Phone Number, Mere Kaam Ka Ek Paper… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta… Mere Taash Se Heart Ka King, Mera Ek Chandi Ka Ring Pichhle Saat Dino Mein Maine Khoya Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta …. Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta …. Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta …. Present Mili Ek Ghadi, Pyaari Thi Mujhe Badi… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta… Meri Jeb Ka Ek Packet, Meri Denim Ki Jacket… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta… Do One-Day Match Ke Passes, Mere Naye Naye Sunglasses Pichhle Saat Dino Mein Maine Khoya Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main, Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya Kaise, Bhuloon Saatva Jo Din Aaya Kisi Ne Tumse Ek Party Mein Milwaaya Kaisa Pal Tha Jis Pal Maine Tumko Pehli Baar Dekha Tha Hum Jo Mile Pehli Baar Maine Jaana Kya Hai Pyaar Maine Hosh Bhi Khoya Dil Bhi Khoya Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main, Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya … Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta…… Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta ….Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta… Maine Pichhle Saat Dino Mein Ye Sab Hai, Khoya..
