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oye anonymous


hey anonymous,

i’ll take a guess.
will call u a ms.

now that u’ve become quite a fan of mine, i’ll ask u to do a little thing. visit one of my previous posts, ‘the seven things tag’ and post ur own seven things to do, not do do and a whole lotta other mandatory requests.

pino, dekh le saale, ab mere paas bhi ek ‘ms. anonymous’ hai.

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pickpocketed!!!


some body picked me to play pick-pockets
his or her sophisticated street-smartness versus my intelligent impracticality
result?
i lost the cell phone in bargain

they won’t be able to use it though, its a cdma phone, i’ve got it half-blocked
till the time i buy a new cell and transfer the number

missing two people in particular
one ‘dee’ and the other ‘shaitan’
missing ur messages dear…

rest, ummm… is fine
although apsy is not mailing me
still, the month is shaping up pretty badly
will have to buckle up really fast, otherwise…

bought five postcards from ‘oxford bookstore’ for my postcrossing pals,
thanks to afj
www.postcrossing.com
the funda is pretty simple. you visit the website, get registered. (for free). you’ll get an address to which you’ll have to send a mail (actually you can get five in one go).
snail-mail bidu, no e-mailing, she-mailing would do here. strictly for those who love the ordeal of letter writing. so, when the guy or gal receives your postcard, he/she will register it at the website. then you become eligible for getting letters from absolute strangers.
what a wonderful idea this is. but ‘am yet to receive a single mail yet…

mere address mein hi kuch gadbad hogi
there might be some problem in my address, otherwise i definitely would’ve got one reply at least ЁЯЩБ

what else, nothing much…
there are a few things in line, but ‘bandhu’ is not keen on hindi typing these days… i’ve to introduce bugs to people, but she’s not sending any image…i’ve to write two or three poems, but…

somebody is hell bent on hacking my account, first yahoo id, then gmail id, then even this blog
i’ve changed passwords, but am not very sure that it’ll be of much help. cud anybody help me with this.

march is behaving a tad strangely these days…

adi
17:07 IST
from the third floor of a little office building in new delhi

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between light and darkness

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my 7 things tag!


what a life this is…
am back on my blog after around 2 weeks,
in between work and more work, i cud just glimpse at what others were posting and thinking of the time when i’ll be able to finally post something…
lots of things happenned in between, i don’t even remember most of them, what the heck!
some of that will be reflected on this blog in days to come…
if i get time

meanwhile, i got tagged this ‘7-things thing’ by a friend in the uk.
he basically is a traveller. he likes to click photographs and likes to talk about them.
u’ll see lot of nice shots there.

u can visit his blog at http://dumbfunk.blogspot.com/

here’s the seven things tag

Seven Things To Do Before I die

  • dance
    (in the rain, with a white sneaker in one foot and the one bare)
  • drive
    (down the yellow brick road in a dark blue convertible with my sweetheart and the four children following in the attached caravan- but that’s the second trip)
  • backpacker’s trip
    (around the world won’t be bad!)
  • write
    (and prefarably get published)
  • live
    (in a street overlooking the liveliest street in the world on one side and the deepest woods on the other)
  • love
    (completely and without expecting anything in return)
  • i think these six are more than enough.

Seven Things I can’t Do

  • dance
    (have two left feet and a sub conscious that won’t let that happen till judgement day)
  • drive
    (am absent minded enough to completely forget what braking is)
  • concentrate
    (on one thing for a long time. say 33 seconds.)
  • eat
    (without reading or watching tv or talking to someone)
  • follow my to-do list
    (this is pretty self-explanatory)
  • move-on
    (i can’t change my past, when will i learn this…if my zipper remained open at that party, it is okay, i was a 9 year old then)
  • stop dreaming
    (i’ll die that day)

Seven Things That Attract Me To My Mate

  • emotionally practical
    (because i am not worldly wise)
  • expressive eyes
    (because eyes should speak more than the mouth)
  • intelligence
    (should love books and a thousand other things to talk about)
  • super rich
    (my poor writer existence would be a nice contrast)
  • loves travelling
    (prefarably adventure travel, although i haven’t been on one single adventure trip yet)
  • is a pretty good dancer
    (atleast that way i’ll learn dancing)
  • if nothing else, atleast both of us shud love each other
    (love to nag, love to strike, to to … u got the brief, right?)

Seven Books I Loved

  • We the Living
    by Ayn Rand
    (freedom, individual and the state. one book that has moved me most. till now.)
  • Chandrakanta & Chandrakanta Santati
    by babu Devakinandan Khatri
    (a tale of adventure, tilism, mystery, love, warriors, faith, life and so much more… sort of a fable, a mixture of lord of the rings with arabian nights)
  • Sherlock Holmes
    by Arthur Conan Doyle
    (anything, a short story or a longer one, i’ve read them all. the logic of simplicity, if you delete the impossible, whatever that remains however improbable is the truth.)
  • Robinson Crusoe
    by Daniel Defoe
    (i always longed to be alone and lost on an island, this book gave me all)
  • Mritunjay
    by Shivaji Savant
    (never before a character came out so well in a book. it seemed ‘Karna’ descended to tell his story himself.)
  • The Time Machine
    by H. G. Wells
    (my favourite fantasy, traveling and traveling through time)
  • The Alchemist
    by Paulo Cohello
    (so much to learn from a simple little story)

Seven Things I Say

  • S**t
  • Obviously
  • Sorry
  • Please
  • Love ya
  • Gawd!
  • Don’t know

Seven Movies I’ve Loved

  • Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron
  • Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak
  • Dil Chahta Hai
  • Sholay
  • Rang De Basanti
  • Terminator-II
  • The Rock

Seven People To Tag

  • Apsy
  • Neeru
  • Pino
  • Richard
  • Bugs
  • Anonymous
  • Suman

some of these don’t have their blogs. as yet. they are free to post it in the comments section.

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that’s what i look like chi

this is somewhat i’ve been looking like for the past few years.
i need to change that.
can n e body help me with that.
adi.

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one year at de’ hub

i’ve completed one year at de’ hub.
so what? big deal.
it is.
never stuck to a place for that long.

i’ve also sort-of completed two years in copywriting.
this is much bigger.
really.
never spent so much time in one profession.

printing, designing, customer care, restaurant executive, graphics, marketing, now copywriting… jack ass of all trades… just running around in circles and the intelligence to believe, i’m running away from her.

who? my life.
who else.
just a piece of destiny thrust upon me.

bugs says, am naive enough to do a lot of things i shouldn’t do.
like ruining my own life and that of people around me.
wish, she wouldn’t talk in riddles.

apsy says, i need to look at life from a different perspective.
actually don’t look at it.
just live it.

anyways, i’ve completed my first couple of years in copywriting.
how long people will be foolish enough to believe in my abilities?
don’t know.

here’s to the death of life.
welcome to my world.
this is where dreams take themselves apart…

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who needs valentine day II

those drops of water on your skin…so refreshing, your very own, and you develop an overwhelming urge to caress them…and then everything merges into nothing. drops are not drops anymore. you are not you anymore.

feb. 14 was v-day. of course u know it. everybody seems to.
and it was nothing special. it need not be. i don’t have time for it anyway.

love needs affection, effort, sacrifice, even courage. and i don’t have time for these mundane things anymore.

love is just a deep-seated regret within… for all those things that could have been.
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on a february morning



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who needs valentine day



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rang de basanti

‘I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you are licked before you begin but you begin anyway & you see it through, no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do.’

Atticus
To Kill A Mockingbird


This post is about Rang De Basanti or RDB as we guys call it. Its the new movie by Rakeysh Omprakash Mehra featuring Aamir Khan. I’d seen RDB the last week, but was waiting for things to settle down. And for record’s sake, I’m not attempting a review here. That’s a task better left to celebrated newspaper columinists.
All I’m trying is to get this movie out of my system. It has affected me, afflicted me and I’ve a promise to keep too.

RDB is the story of a group of young man & women who unintentionally, unknowingly find their true ‘calling in life’. There’s Sue, theLondon based docu-film maker who reads it in her grandfather’s diary. Pandey, a rightwinger, who digs it up from the grave of his party ideals. An air force pilot, who fashions it from his love for speed & leather jackets. And then there are these spoiled brats, D.J., Karan, Sukhi, Aslam, Sonia- who discover it in the death of their friend.
What they do when they find this ‘calling’ of theirs is better seen in the movie hall. And not on pirated cd’s.
In between, there is love, beauty, hope, despair, exuberence, effervescence, communal tension, patriotism, history, future, dance, music, adoring abuses and that elusive world of true friendship which seems to exist only in movies these days.

But wait, there’s more. That’s what I would like to tell everybody who wondered how I could get so emotional with a movie. Pinaki da included. Let me explain.
Everyday of your life, you are living, breathing new experiences. Its something you might or might not have lived before. But it’s only upto you to decide whether you’ll take something from it or not. Every book, every movie, every conversation, every journey, might or might not hold something of significance. It’s only we who decide that. And one little moment, a thought dawns upon you which changes all that you’ve believed in so far.

This movie gave me all. It made me laugh. It made me cry. It warmed my heart. It reddenned my eyes. And that’s why I go & see the movies. Something which involves me, envelops me completely. But this one did more. It hurt me in the gut. It made me numb. And it made me think.

So what I took from RDB? What is RDB all about? Perhaps its about courage.

When you know all the odds are stacked against you, when you realise you might not win this one, but you still march ahead, firm in your belief, convinced to the core of your soul and you do what you feel is just and right….that’s what courage is for me.

Rang De Basanti is all about courage.
Its about laughing loud in the face of death, its about leaving your comfort zone and thinking what could be done, its about discovering one simple truth- winning doesn’t matter anymore, doing does.’

[As a footnote, this is precisely what my dear Krishna told Parth at Kurukshetra. Do as per your dharma, don’t worry about the result and you will find me through your actions. Just wondering, what he has in store for me.]
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