Melodies

I have always liked the songs from old hindi movies, but i became hooked to these songs after coming to iit ( my wingies can tell you better about this) . Thanks to my comp :). So ...... i was listening those timeless songs... and i thought profile questions in orkut can be answered by these songs..... it turned out to be great fun. someone said so aptly..... "melody is timeless"

Old wine in new bottle or new wine in old bottle !!

The current trend is bollywood is of remaking the old classics... packaging them with todays technolgy and serving to the audiance.
Suddenly i have discovered that i am too stubborn to accept them... and I have a question to these 'inspired' filmmakers. if you are making the movies with the same name, same story and publising it by mentioning the old movie in your every damn interview. How the hell can you say... please don't compare it with the original?
The comparison is bound to happen. and i believe that certain things just happen at their appropiate time. Without any ofence to todays stars...No matter how hard you try... characters like don, vijay, gabbar singh and umrao jaan can not be recreated. There is certain nostalgia and charm attached to them, which results in the situation, that anything less than 'remarkably extraordinary' will fail to live up to the expectation. And lets face it.... even the makers will not be optimistic of creating something 'remarkably extraordinary'.
So it really doesn't matter whether its... Old wine in new bottle or new wine in old bottle .... if i would have to try wine, i'll have 'Old wine in Old bottle'

So true...

शहर की इस दौड़ में दौड़ के करना क्या है?
जब यही जीना है दोस्तों तो फ़िर मरना क्या है?

पहली बारिश में ट्रेन लेट होने की फ़िक्र है
भूल गये भीगते हुए टहलना क्या है?

सीरियल्स् के किर्दारों का सारा हाल है मालूम
पर माँ का हाल पूछ्ने की फ़ुर्सत कहाँ है?

अब रेत पे नंगे पाँव टहलते क्यूं नहीं?
108 हैं चैनल् फ़िर दिल बहलते क्यूं नहीं?

इन्टरनैट से दुनिया के तो टच में हैं,
लेकिन पडोस में कौन रहता है जानते तक नहीं.

मोबाइल, लैन्डलाइन सब की भरमार है,
लेकिन जिग्ररी दोस्त तक पहुँचे ऐसे तार कहाँ हैं?

कब डूबते हुए सुरज को देखा त, याद है?
कब जाना था शाम का गुज़रना क्या है?

तो दोस्तों शहर की इस दौड़ में दौड़् के करना क्या है
जब् यही जीना है तो फ़िर मरना क्या है?

Courtesy : Lage Raho Munnabhai

Am i right..... ?

Mumbai is always praised for its so called 'spirit'. which i fail to understand. it is said that how remarkable it is, that after suffering from heavy rains, bomb blasts, train accidents.... and several like incidents, the city is back to its normal life so quickly. I beg to differ. how can a person who lost his dear ones today be normal and back to his routine life tommorow. how can a person who lost his body parts in the accident be back to his normal life a day after. What happens is, people who remain unaffected by the tragedy return back to their 'normal' life. They see the sufferings, feel the pain ( i am really not sure about this ) , thank god that it did not happen to them and return back to their daily routines with the 'remarkable spirit'. And thanks to the media.... they come on television and give their speech... which is something like " we have faced the agony of life, but we have moved on". Is that reality? can a widow mother who lost his only child 'move on' a day after... can a man who is the only bread winner of his family, who lost his legs/hands 'move on' a day after.....can a shopkeeper whose life-time earnings got drowned in floods 'move on' a day after.

I agree that one has to move on. but its not so simple as its projected. When there is a wound in your palm, your hand is stif for some time.... it gets normal after a while, but its the palm which takes time to become normal.... the time which that wound takes to heal. Only after that you can say that you have moved on. Yes... you can not keep thinking of what happened, you have to move on eventually.... but it takes a finite time. Untill then, help the affected people to get back to their life.... don't rub salt into their wounds by saying that they have 'moved on'. Untill then... this so called 'spirit' is not remarkable, its 'insensitiveness' of mumbai.... sorry but thats the truth.

Lonawala trip !!

I don't know.... how the idea originated, but someone said chalo lonawala chalte hain at 5 pm and 5 of us on 3 bikes were on our way to lonawala 1 hour later. And after some 4-5 hours of journey, which included .... riding on endless highways, dusty and crowdy roads of panwel, food and special chai at a road side dhaba, dangerously curvy roads, a thrilling tunnel on mumbai-pune express way ..... we were in lonawala.

it was 12 - 12:30 at night and everyone with whom we discussed our options, suggested against our idea of going at the peak of lonawala in night. But .... we started for it.. then after some time.... we decided to wait till the morning. now, the question was how to spend the night.... we managed to find a roof for us.... where a guy allowed us to stay, he also gave us bedsheets for the night.... god bless him !

And finally.... we saw some daylight and started our journey for lions point. That was one of my most memorable experiences. The clouds were such, that we could hardly see anything 10 meter ahead of us.... actually we were riding in clouds. And when we reached there.... the air and the rains literally swept us of our feets..... and to our delight there was a chaiwala who made pakodi and chai.... that was the high point of the journey in every sense !!!!!

Then after some more sight seeing and riding across natural beauty, we were coming back. Just when we thought that all the thrill is over, we were crossing Airoli bridge through the sea, and first time in my life, i saw the power of air, for a moment i thought it will take us with itself !!! but nothing of that sort happened. and we reached the insti safely... totally wet... thanks to the continuous rain, which was our companion throught the journey. It was one of the best outdoor trips i have had. here are all the pics of the trip.

Poems...

An amateur starts writing a poem.....

An Insomanic.......
"Soya nahi kaye raaton se, Is dil main tum hi samaye ho
Her aahat per aisa lagta hai, Ki shayad tum aaye ho"

ek mashkhara...
"Jahaaan dekho wahaan ishq kay bimaar baithe hain
Laakho mar chukay, saikro taiyyar baihte hain"

ek jindadil...
"Zindagi khushi ka hai naam, isay ronay main zaya na kijiye
Husiye khud bhi aur sang apnay, dusro ko bhi hasaya kijiye"

ek sharabi....
"Baat chali teri aankhon say, Ja pahunchi paimanay tak
Kheech rahi hai teri ulfat, Aaj mujhe maikhaanay tak"

ek kavi...
"Jis shaam mere lab per tera naam na aaye,
Khuda kare aisi shaam na aaye....
Aye jaane wafa, ye kabhi mumkin hi nahin,
Afsaana likhoon aur tera naam na aaye"

ek bahanebaaj....
"Tera diwana hoon, inkaar nahi
Kaise keh doon kay tujhse pyar nahi
Kuch shararat teri aankho ki bhi hai
Main akela to gunehgaar nahi"

ek ashique
"Musqurate Hai To Bijliya Gira Dete Hein
Baat Karte Hein To Deewana Bana Dete Hein
Husan walo Ki Nazar Kam Nahi Kyamat Se
Aag Pani Me Vo Nazaro Se Laga Dete Hein"

Then...there are some who are greats of poetry..... who write with an authority whatever they choose to write....like "kavi pradeep" .here are some of his gems

"yadon mein kabhee aap bhi khoyae hongae,
khulee ankon se kabhee aap bhi soyae hongae,
mana hasna hai aadath gum chupanae ki,
par haste-haste kabhee aap bhi royae hongae!!!"

"faslae mita kar aapas mein pyar rakhnaa
dosti ka yeh ristha humesha yun hi barkaraar rakhna
bichad jaye kabhi aap se hum
anakho mein humesha humara intezaar rakhna!!"

"kuch nasha apki baton ka hai,
kuch nasha dheemi barsat ka hai,
hamne aap yunhi sharabi math kahiyae
yeh dil par asar apkae mulaqat ka hai!!"

"jindagi kisi ki amanat nahi hoti,
manant mein kabhi qayamath nahi hoti,
dil bhi sochkar lagana ae dost
ishq ki quaid mein kabhi jamanath nahi hoti!!"

"jab bhi tanhai ne unko sataya hoga,
tab tab unko mera khayal aaya hoga
gum ye nahi hai ki woh bhool gayae humko
gum yeh hai ki ro ro ke bhulaya hoga!!"

"ulfat ka akher yahi dastur hota hai,
jisae chaho woh hi apnae se dur hota hai,
dil tut kar bhi bikartha hai is kedar,
jaise koyee kaanch ka khilona chur-chur hota hai!!"


"usko chaha bhi tho izhaar karna na aaya,
kat gayi umar saari humein pyar karna na aaya
usnae manga bhi agar kuch tho jindagi mangi
aur humne inkaar karna na aaya!!"

"gum mein hasane walon ko kabhi rulaya nahi jatha
lehron se pani ko kabhi hataya nahi jatha
honewale ho jate hai kudh hi dil se apnae
kisi ko kehkar apna banya nahi jatha!!"

"unhe adath hai zakhm dene ki,
apni to fitrath hai gum chupane ki,
ab tho adath si pad gayi hai ansu pee jaane ki
kya haseen saza di hai zalim se dil lagane ki!!"

"Aaj socha ki jawab kya bheju,
Aap jaise logo ko khitab kya bheju,
Koi phool ho to mujhe maloom nahi,
Jo khud gulab ho usey gulab kya bheju."

"Hasino ne hasin bankar gunah kiya,
Auro ko to thik ham ko bhi tabah kiya,
Pesh kiya jab gazlo me unki bevafai ko,
Auro ne to thik unhone bhi WAH WAH kiya."

"main jaanta hoon kee yeh khawaab zhuthe hain aur,
yeh kusheeyaan adhuree hai,
magar zindaa rahane ke leeye mere dost,
kuchch galatphamiyan zaruree hain."

Special Day !!

Meri aankho ki drushti ho tum,
Mere bajuon ki shakti ho tum;

Tum hi to mere jeevan ka arth ho,
Mera jag sanwarne mein ek tum hi samarth ho;

Mere har karm ki prerna ho tum,
Mujhe rulane wali vedna ho tum;

Meri bhakti tum, tum hi meri puja,
Meri aastha hai jismein, wo murat ho tum;
Jise dekhkar sari duniya bhool jaun,
...... wo soorat ho tum.

Happy Birthday Mummy !!

Fanaa !!

I am not giving a review, because i am always biased for a kajol's movie (i don't think there is a movie in which she is there, and i did not enjoy watching it). just a few cool dialogues from the movie...

"Hamse door jaoge kaise, Dil se hamein bhulaoge kaise;
Ham wo khusboo hain, Jo sanso mein banste hain;
............. khud ki sanso ko rok paoge kaise."

"Baithi hain hothon ko seekar, Pachtayengi aap;
Ishq jag uthta hai aksar, aisi khamoshi ke baad."

"Tujhe is bajar ka dastoor main samjha nahin sakta,
Bik gaya jo.... wo khariddar ho nahin sakta."

"Bhool kar ke agar hamse koi bhool hui ho,
To bhool samajh kar bhoola dena;
Lekin Bhoolana sirf bhool ko,
Galati se bhi hamein na bhoola dena."

some, which i can relate to :D ...like.......
"Kahte hain mohabbat mein neend nahin aati hai,
Koi hamse bhi mohabbat kar le,
Kambakhat neend bahut aati hai ."

And finally..... the one i forgot in exact words.... i am putting here in english
"To choose between right or wrong is simple, but what defines one's life is the decision between the greater of two goods or the lesser of two evils."

Hall of Shame

I think its one of those times when i have felt that i am living in a hopeless society. India, A country of more than a billion of people. Country which gave great minds and leaders to the world. Suddenly i feel that such a large democracy is being ruled by handful of totally incapable persons. Maybe they are not completely incapable, but what burns my blood is the fact that, in spite of knowing all the logistics and good-bad of the system, the only focus for them seems to be vote bank. And they are very happy to accept it in public.
And i can do nothing about it, There are thousands of young students doing hunger strikes all over the country, forming human chains, doing protests against the new reservation system to be implemented. They are people from highly respectable educational background, who have no personal concerns what-so-ever about it. They can complete their graduation and live a comfortable life thereafter. Why are they so concerned, why are they so bothered. why can't they just think of their salaries like some are thinking about their vote bank. The only reason i can think of is that these are the people who know the consequences and are not selfish enough to ignore them.
I read thoughts of an alumnus of IIT kgp, The honesty and sincerity with which he has put those words so aptly is really appreciable. But the fact remains that those are hardly the things, which matter to our politicians who are taking decisions for us. I am afraid to say this but if this decision is implemented, we will be doing a great injustice to the talent which is bubbling with enthusiasm to make india proud. And the loss suffered will be something which can not be recovered.

Wings of Fire

Dying of boredom and frequent power offs in my room; I was desperately searching for a book to kill time. Luckily I found the book, which I was planning to read since forever. It is “Wings of Fire”; an autobiography of ‘AVUL PAKIR JAINULABDEEN ABDUL KALAM”. He is the man from rameshwaram who proved himself as one of the most talented scientist India has produced and later on became the president of India. There are some absolute gems in the book, some of those are –

- When the student is ready, the teacher will appear

- Bread baked without love is bitter bread that feeds but half a man’s hunger. Those who can’t work with their hearts achieve but a hollow, half hearted success that breeds bitterness all around

- All reasonable men adapt themselves to the world. Only a few unreasonable ones persist in trying to adapt the world to them. All progress in the world depends on these unreasonable men

- For all your days prepare, and meet them ever alike; when you are the anvil, bear – when you are the hammer, strike.

- Beautiful hands are those that do, work that is earnest and brave and true; moment by moment, the long day through.

- If you want to leave your footprints on the sand of time, do not drag your feet

- Good and bad people live together under the sun as the black thread and the white are woven together in a cloth. When one of the black or white threads breaks, the weaver should look into whole cloth, and he shall examine the loom also.

- A big shot is a little shot who keeps on shooting

- As a child of god, I am greater than anything that can happen to me

Needless to say the book was a an inspirational reading, a scientist who believes that science and god are interrelated and very aptly put his thought as

God has not promised

Skies always blue,

Flower strewn pathways

All our life though;

God has not promised

Sun without rain,

Joy without sorrow

Peace without pain.

But god has promised

Strengths for the day,

Rest for the labor

Light for the way

Philosophical......

Kal kya hua, soch ke kyun hairaan hai,
Kal kya hoga, soch ke kyun pareshan hai;
Na us kal ko tu badal sakega,
Na is kal pe tera bas chalega.

Kismein kitna dum hai, Ye jaan ke kya hoga,
Mujhmein itna dum hota, Ye soch ke kya hoga;
Na tu kisi damdaar se do do hath karne vala hai,
Na khayali pulao pakakar kuch hasil karne wala hai.

Tere jeevan ka lakshya bas itna hona chahiye,
Tujhe apne aaj se shikayat nahin honi chahiye;
Kisi aur ki unchai se teri kimat nahin ghat jayegi,
Karmpath par chala chal, Tujhe teri manjil mil jayegi..

What i had to say ..........

The stage was set. It is perhaps the only opportunity one gets in IIT, when you can mention the people close to you, thank them, and make them realize how much they mean to you. Off course no one can stop me from doing that personally, but to say that in a public forum is different. But since it was too late and first time in my life I felt emotionally towards persons other than my family, I became a man who is short of words. All I could say is that everybody who is there at 7:00 am in the morning after a sleepless night are all close to me, basically I love u all… and I feared taking names, ( what if I forget someone? )

But after sulking for two days and nights in the feeling…. I decided that I can not keep it to myself anymore… there are few names, if I don’t mention; I will regret all my life. How can I not mention M. Anirudh, who has been there beside me selflessly…. If I say he was my lifeline in Banglore, I will not be exaggerating. How can I not mention my first year room mate KK whom I admire for all, which he has achieved given the difficult circumstances? How can I not mention the two persons Patodi and Diggy, whom I have taken for granted, and they never complained and always helped me, whenever I needed them, How can I not mention Ayush, whose optimism shows me hope in the most difficult of circumstances. How can I not mention Sagu, who has been a friend in spite of the fact that both of us do not share a single trait, How can I not mention Manish K Singh, who showed me the lighter side of IIT life. How can I not mention Rajwade whose simplicity and friendship crosses all bounds…? How can I not mention my department, where I had almost nil interaction … but each of the EE02 has taught me something at some point of my life? How can I not mention my hostel mates? They can certainly give lessons to the world that how to live life. Last but certainly not the least, how can I forget my wingies? They have been members of my second home, right from my grand seniors to grand juniors; I have smiled, cried, danced and had fights with them. They were always there or me.

There is still a chance that I forget to mention some persons who have been an integral part of my life in my stay in IIT. I will cherish all the moments I have spent with you people. All I want to say is that someone sitting in the heaven is extremely happy with me, that he has given me this life. If any point in life I can be of any help, I assure you, I am just a call away. Thank you guys!!! I hope some years down the line, I will say:-

Remembering my batch mates after few years,
My eyes were filled with tears,
Everyone now is busy a lot,
No one escaped destiny's plot.

Saw the girl whom once I thought will be my friend,
Oops! Today she is somebody else's girl friend,
After months, remembered about her for a little while,
Heard she is happy, that made me smile.

Project reviews to campus interviews,
Nicknames to last bench games,
Cultural rehearsals to love proposals,
Short term crushes to class room blushes.

Everything is fresh in our mind,
Wish life could just rewind,
Let's laugh, play and rejoice,
Once again become college guys.

Chatting and laughing. We all were in elation,
Till the painful moment of separation,
When it was time to part,
We returned with a heavy heart.

Today life is full of commitments,
And too many worries,
But those cherished moments,
Will live forever in our memories!!!!

Holi hai !!

In normal circumstances, if you say that their was a group of people, who teared apart each others clothes, looked like ghosts with colored faces, shouting like mad and were dancing in the bare minimums. I bet the only logical conclusion anyone can get is .... " are they insane?" But doing all these is perfectly ok, if the day is of HOLI, its more justified if that group is of some crazy hostilities :D
The best thing about this unique festival is you can act like a jerk, live your childhood yet again and can do almost anything ... in the name of holi and proudly say " bura na mano holi hai " . Ironically this is also the worst thing about holi :P
It was my 5th consecutive holi outside my home... from being a child who enjoyed pichkaries and colours, to a matured child ( thats what i thought) who thought its silly to engage in these "stupid" stuffs, finally i am a hosteler who can't escape from his friends.... and i have to do all those things i found silly :).. but honestly speaking i love every moment of it.
Sooo... Forget good and bad....and do whatever you want.... because it's holi !!!

Traditional day

These are the pics from the traditional day of EE.

Halka halka sa ye nasha :)

I had an oppurtunity to measure the after-effects of chemicals called Vodka,Whiski,Rum,Beer and look-alikes ;). It came because of some guys from my hostel decided to throw a booze treat for their newly found jobs !! .....this is what some of the after effects.

VB : hey man , don't worry, i am fine, i am fine...... gets himself away from his peers wanting to hold him.. and falls flat on his head...

AM : F**k man, i can't belive i am f**king drunk. what the f**k is happening to me. why am i using these f**king word f**k all the time.

KDSB : struggling to stand on his feet...... and shouting.. oye noone will touch me... i don't want to be dependent on anybody else. i can help myself..:D... poor chap, just 3-4 glasses before he was taking an algorithms lecture for job-seekers .

After a long party ... series of amazingly funny incidents.... and lots of senti....( its really amazing how the level of senti hormones rise when you are drunk. ) ... suddenly the truth is knocking my head, that the 4 years with these wonderful people is coming to an end !

Rang De Basanti !!!!

I have just watched this movie... it was almost like i knew i will like it..... and it feels terrible when a movie on which you have expectations disipoints you. Thankfully i liked the movie beyond my expectations....
its very urban in a way and very preachy in a way, but surprisingly holds fort in both. although some concepts are hard to digest... but watch it for a great execution.

Look look look !

This is how i used to look when i was a kid.....people used to say his head and eyes are too big for his age.what do you say :)