Ghajini ..... The 3 hr ordeal.

Get some b grade mallu director from the south, add a lot of background noise on every movement of the hero (may b, even when the hero pees add some sound effects that of a fighter aircraft swooshing by), add some gravity abusing stunts and to wrap up the paraphernalia, add a little bit of pelvic thrusted dance sequences. Alas!!!! There u have, Ghajini!!! Atrocious is the only word that echoes out from me when i recollect that 3 hour awful ordeal while watching Ghajini. 10 minutes down the movie and my ears were hurting from the loud backgrounds scores.Half way down the movie i put forth a conundrum to my friend who was going through the same anguish that i was in.....R we in an Amir Khan starred movie??? or rather, damm, we r in an amir khan starrerd movie, the same actor who was there in TZP.

I can understand that Amir must have been fooled when he heard the story. The director must have provided him with a dvd of theflick, Memento ,and informed that they would be doing a remake of the same movie. Little did he know that the movie would be made with a tollywood touch. What in the world was Amir thinking when he was being directed? Some of the most interesting scenes, i believe are the fight sequences at the end of the movie when the goons of the main villan are being hurled one after the other in the air.The hurling went to such an extent that amir boxes one of the goons and that goon forgets to land on the ground for few seconds, and is in mid air taking revolutions. Finally when he lands on the ground he is supposed to be dead with his head being twisted 180 degrees. That was one amazing fight sequence which i believe, Rajnikant would definitely be proud off!!!! Gaaaad is great!!! Then there is one death defying stunt at the end where Amir is carry a rod in his stomach and all of a sudden he gets the power to fight the villan back.May be the director had the "Sehwag ki ma"commercial in his mind and forgot to direct that scene. Yeh, and let me tell you he is alive at the end even though he had a rod pierced in his stomach!!!! Happzzzz Endingssss!!

Ohh, i forgot to tell u abt the 2 females in the movie. Asin, a petit female from the south who has been told by the director to act as loud as possible and not to keep a single stone unturned as far as overacting goes. She has acted to the expectations. And i THINK there is a second female in the movie.... let me remember, is she really there? I guess, this is the affect of the short term memory loss which Amir is suffering from and i guess inflicts his viewers with, by the end of the movie. How can i miss the music given by A.R Rehman. He has lost it!!!

I guess the movie would have been more interesting if both Amir and Asin had short term memory loses and even Asin had names inscribed on her body ...... lol. To make it more intersting what if both became enemies of each other thinking that the other one has killed the other.....muhahhahaha!!!

If the director is interested in a Ghajini part 2, what would the story be? Help me in digging this out!!!!!!

Random thoughts

Few things i wish to do before i say Dasvidanya to this world - perform on stage with a band, me on my guitar(with a decent number of audience), don a Jason Statham look from death race, to be more precise,don tat toned built, a moment when i would say "kaise, bhoolun, saatva jo din aaya kisi ne, tumse, ik party mein milwaayakaisa, pal tha, jis pal maine tumko pehli baar dekha tha" :) :)

Ok, coding for this functionality is a piece of cake for me!!

Wow, the song is really good.

I have to make up my mind and go to the gym today. Goddam, its the day when i workout my legs!!!! I will forget wot"G" told me and wont be lazy today like yest!!!
Yaeeeeeeeee, 4 days of a short vacation from tomorrow. May be i ll watch Gajhini. But would it be good? As in I know the story because have seen Memento. Can a movie get any better than that?Gotta plan for an airing of Deshdrohi!!! How can i miss that movie??
Already missed Gunda at Aseem's place.

Ye recession kab khatam ho jayega!!!

My life is meaningless unlike my other friends who are either in the army serving the country or work for NGOs, teaching the kids. I salute u guys!!! U always make me feel guilty and i hope one day this guilt would conquer me and i would do something meaningful! Dam!!! make ur life meaningful Preet. Be of some use, just don stick ur thts to ur blogs.

Tum ho toh gaata hai dil, tum nahin toh geet kahantum ho toh hai sab haasil,tum nahin toh kya hai yahantum ho toh hai sapnon ke jaisa haseen ek samaajo tum ho toh, ye lagta hai ki mil gayee har khushijo tum na ho ye lagta hai ke har khushi mein hai kameetum ko hai maangti ye zindagiii…..

When muscles emote - Hailaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!

Statutory warning: The post has been written in a mood of utter boredom. Read it at your own risk. The author is not reponsible for the aftereffects which could involve hysterically castigating the author.

I wake up 10 ish on a Sunday morning and get ready to hit the gym, it being my fav day of workout, the CST day (chest, shoulder, triceps).The last time I had gone thru it, I had decided that I would increase the weights the nxt time i get to CST. Mornings are not that fun at the gym. With lousy music being played accompanied by the presence of some gossip monger aunties, here there and everywhere :), the evironment is more like a kitty party. But i promise to change that gloomy environment by playing some my kinda music,some good groovy music gelled with some rock music that would shake their wits out and even they wud b compelled to workout ;). So there i go sorting out the music and writing a disc.

One of my friends recently asked me as to how do i daily work out and she felt it to b really boring. Music is the mantra my friend :).Sometimes when i m on the treadmill i just dont feel like doing my interval training. But the moment some groovy music is played i automatically get into that mode

As i had promised myself i wud increase the weights, i begin with declined bench with a pair of 75lbs of dumbells. I complete 3 sets and feel "OK, tat was quite good". Next i move on the inclined bench with a pair of 60lbs dumbells. I complete a couple of sets and my reaction is "Ok, my chest is being worked out and it pains a bit". I move on to the inclined bench machine and use 90lbs on each side. I complete a couple of sets and my reaction is "Ok, tat pains." I move on for workout of the shoulders with a couple of 50 lbs dumbells in the overhead position. A couple of sets done and i feel proud that i have really strong shoulders :). Next i move on to the machine which works out the shoulders. 4 sets on the machine with 70 lbs weights and i am made to rethink about the statement made i made earlier. "Aigaaaaa, it aches!!!!". Nxt i move on to have my rotary muscles worked out with a 5lbs dumbell. Carrying such a small dumbell may look really funny on me, but trust me tat 5lbs is enough to make you yell when you work out ur rotary muscles. I complete my workout with my next 3 exercises for triceps and some stretching exercises.

The aftereffects of my 2hr workout could be felt before and after my guitar class. Before - i was late by ONLY 45 minutes because my body was aching like hell, i slept off like a log and my sir was a tad mad at me. After- On my way back i get a nasty cramp and i am left in one of those insane postures on my bike to which some might ask "Wot exactly is this guy doing?"

In the gym, people feel i am weird because i dont speak with anyone. (My dad who comes to the same gym updated me with this info offlate :) :))Yes i am weird in the gym and i am in my own world, i would like my muscles to emote rather than my mouth !!

Insane title

I was lull for some days but tat doesn't mean the carnage carried on 26/11 has been forgotten. Its been etched in my heart forever and i believe, same is the case with every other true Indian unless he has the instincts of a renegade.
I start up my day reading the headlines- "Sachin's ton applies balm on Mumbai's wounds" - http://ibnlive.in.com/news/sachins-ton-applies-balm-on-mumbais-wounds/80613-5.html . How ridiculous and imbecile can the media get? If u remember, this was the same channel which aired the 62 hr bloody mayhem and was appealing the people to act vociferously against the heinous attack. I have absolutely no grudge against this channel infact this is one of my fav channels, but you definitely need to look before you leap . Even if you are writing the article half asleep, how can u commmit such a foolish mistake or even get such a gross name for your article.
Sachin hitting a ton, wots great in it? Gimme a chance to play for India, gimme money and allow me to play atleast 300 matches, i ll surely get a dozen tons :) . In short, tats his bread and butter, and he has to hit a ton if he has to survive ...No big deal in it. Comparing his ton with the 26/11 masacre, is just atrocious.
Gimme a chance and i ll prove how pen is mightier than the sword!! ;)

Wake Up!!

I have never ever been this enraged or overwrought as to what I am at present watching the current state of affairs. The other day i was bugging one of my friends by continuously updating her with the events unfolding at the 3 places attacked by the gutless brainwashed buggers. She was like, Preet you are getting a bit too carried away. She was right(She must have been reading all the news and me again narrating the same, must definitely be irritating whilst at work :) :) ). But why shouldnt I b ??? I was shocked to the core at the very disastrous things happening in my city to my people. Be it a terrorist attack or a politicized attack (which we faced some days back when the innocent north Indians were being targeted), its we, the aam aadmi who is being affected. I woke up this morning reading few lines in the news paper which quoted "Where are you Mr.xyz minister. Where are you sir when we need you and your sena at this hour? The NSG commandos from Delhi were the heroes who saved us." I felt - TATS BANG ON TARGET!! If I am not wrong they were the north indians and not the localites who saved us.

I was ashamed to see some of the politicians who had come to sniff like sniffer dogs to the traumatised places as if they can sniff and tell us where the terrorists were hiding. Infact i feel that comparing them with the sniffer dogs would be a real insult to the sniffer dogs who infact had the courage to take the terrorist bullets. I loathe these dastard politicians who try to take advantage of this situation and giving some speeches from the very affected areas. I was watching one of the channels and Shobha De was lambasting the politicians who were visiting the affected areas. I loved each and every word which she uttered and would like to mention them - " Stay out. Do not come to our city to gain political advantage. It was a complete and total failure in the leadership of the country. We pay millions and millions of rupees to our politicians to have them Z category security and wot r they doing in return for us? The prime minister made such an uninspiring, such a laclustre and a robotic speech at a time when the city is actually under an attack by saying keep calm, stay calm. No we will not stay calm!!". That was one heck of a bold comment made by Shobha De.

I did watch the speech which our respected prime minister gave. Gosh, it was totally uninspiring like Shobha De mentioned. It was like a bomb is stuffed in your ass and its about to explode and someone from the corner, at some distance of 20 feet is yelling at you and asking you to stay calm as to nothing will happen. Dammmmmmm!!! I was shocked to watch the immature behaviour of our prime minister when he came with the battalion of his security guards to take a look at the burning Taj. I would seriously like to pose a question to these people as to what are they gonna do visiting such places?? Are they gonna dive in like a superman whereing their undergarments over their pants and save people?? If not, please stay away. Please dont cause an inconvenience to our security forces. When a politician has such a visit, there are about 2000 security personnel who follow him for his security. Dont you feel it to be a shear wastage of time and money???? Shear wastage of the security personnel in such circumstances.

A sincere request to all the politicians,at least spare a thought for Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan, who was the only son of his parents, spare a thought for the other valiant soldiers who gave their lives in the line of duty, spare a thought for the other innocent people who lost their lives, and get serious and unite to fight against terrorism. It could be your obsequies that the guns of honour could be fired the next time this happens. Stop discriminating people on the basis of castes or their domiciles, we have bigger stakes at hold. Its high time to get in military rule, wot say??

A day not to be

Taj burns, army storms hotel in oberoi, 101 killed in mumbai attacks. These are not some of the headlines you would like to get up watching, on any morning. The gutless terrorists strike again. I have the audacity to call them gutless because i feel these people can inflict terror and pain only on the helpless citizens. Try the same with the Indian army and they are bound to have their worst nightmares coming alive.

What I pity about is that some people from within our cult (the civilians) help these gutless buggers. How did they get into our land?How could they breach the security on the sea front? I completely trust our armed forces and the respect oozes out from every nerve within me, but these questions need to be pondered and delved into. The gap needs to be bridged.

I feel crippled sitting home, at this hour watching all the news channels and doing nothing. I feel crippled that i dont have the nerves within me to join the armed forces, which at one point of time i had given thought to. It may sound very foolish or infact very filmy types, but whilst listening to the news of the terrorists killing top ATS officials i really felt i should have been there and could somehow saved them.

Just spare a few minutes to think about ATS chief Hemant Karkare, additional commissioner Ashok Kamte and encounter specialistVijay Salaskar.They all are just normal human beings like you and me but selfless souls. All have become martyrs just because they wanted us to be in safer hues.On one of the channels they aired a footage of the additional commissioner Mr. Ashok Kamte getting ready with the bulletproof jacket for the mission. Little did he know that this was his last night. Little did his family know that this was the dreaded night when they would never see him again.

Even as i m writing this blog tears roll unknowingly down my eyes (this might sound like a sissy but i cannot help it , may b i am a tad more emotional)i believe thats because i have experienced how it feels when u lose your close one all of a sudden. Their memories huant you. I empathise with the families of these brave ones and salute those selfless beautiful souls!! May their souls rest in peace.

You strike terror, you attack our transport systems, you pen us down.....but every time you do that just keep one thing in mind,WE will strike back, WE will grow stronger, WE will ruin all your ambitions of keeping us in shackles. Just dont test OUR chutzpah because that must be thebiggest mistake you must have thought of, in your mangy little brains. Every time u rise up WE will knock you down and bring you to our feet till you weep and beg for amnesty which would be given only in the form of death. WE will rise and shine, after all its MUMBAI MERI JAAN!

I still havent found what I am looking for!!

Often this thought - when will i find my girl??- trespasses the ambit of my gray matter :) How will she be? At times i even feel that i should have my fiance - a girl in my life who can understand all my varying moods, with whom i can stand through the thick and thin. The moment i think deeper into this, reality slaps me, saying "YOU AINT TAT MATURE AS TO SOMEONE CAN ENTRUST HER LIFE TO U!!". I do not know whether its being single for 26 years that emotes out or its just that i havent taken life as seriously as some of my other friends who are already engaged. Frankly speakingly,I STILL HAVENT FOUND WOT I AM LOOKING FOR!! :)

To be a bit more frank on this, i am a kinda dumbo when it comes to all these things. I have seen some of my friends who were really good at flirting and they ended up being boyfriends and later hubbies.Damm, i envy them!! How can you strike a conversation with a girl whom u dont even know??

The other day i was in CCD with my friends. The moment i turned to my right i watched a couple who were at their zenith of wot i call, PDA-ism (public display of affection). The guy was caressing the girl's hand. The next thing we saw was, the girl taking out a paper napkin and then wiping off some remains of chocolate on the guy's hand. She then found out some pieces remaining on his chin, i guess, and so there it was on the guy's chin. THAT WASNT IT!!! She found some more pieces on the guy's lips and there it was (paper napkin :)), rolling on the guy's lips. Oh, so u think tat was it???? Nehhhhh. It was later rolled onto his nose. My conscience was yelling from deep beneath - "Now stuff that paper into his nose and cleanse off his mucus, u bugger!!!! (YUKKKKK!!)" Dam!!!!Had the girl been working in BMC she would have received the best seeper award, for sure!!It was one heck of a PDA i had seen. Trust me, if i would have been that guy i would have been embaressed to the core.I would have asked her to stick that papernapkin on my face and left the CCD. Gosh, i m lucky to be single :) :).

Still, the thought drives me curious, that there is some girl right here (in this world) right now (at this moment) who will be with me for the rest of my life!!!

The beautiful game - football @CGI

On u, on u, on u....These were the few words i was screaming from the left back to my midfielder when we started a friendly match with the guys, i call the Bachha Public, from some school, preparing for our D-day i.e. 5th of July. Either, my efforts emanated from my vocal chords landed onto the choked ear drums or the guy in the opponent half was just too astute, that he pierced into our defence (with only me standing at the left back), striking a goal with a classy 1 to 1 passing,with my goalie and me stranded absolutely helpless.This was the time when I decided that I should make use of my colossal size and have my presence felt. I was pretty successful in doing that for some time but in no moment the opposition attack took over our defence and there was the second goal(I was {YUCK!!} in this particular effort....).The first half did witness a splendid effort byNeeraj to save our blushes, when he slid in, putting his entire body for the defence.

The second half began with some moments of brilliance from debdeep aka debo, when he tried a bullet kick from the half line but could only find the body of the keeper. There was yet another suave effort from Prashant (the debutant) when he beautifully sneaked in the ball between the legs of the opposite midfielder[i guess no one must have noticed that one... i had ample time to notice that since i was stranded all alone at the back conserving my energy....hihahiha :) :)] but invain.The second half saw me get involved in a couple of decent tackles but clearly indicated that I had to work harder in the gym to increase my stamina [(which has improved a bit with my recent efforts during the daily workout :)].The end of the second half was far too agonising for us with most of us completely drained out with no more stamina for attack....Leave aside the attacking part, we gave away yet another goal....shhhhhhhhheeeeshh!!!!We dearly missed some of our main players - prashant a.k.a shetty (the gira hua aadmi, has to have a stumble and kiss the ground in eachand every match but has trememdous stamina!!!), rohit a.k.a kesariya (likes to amble on the field but has a great tacklingability), abhishek(has an excellent ball control) and Arnold [our MATCH WINNER.... the Deco of our team :)].

The BIJHY week!!!

When you are in this profession (by this i mean the s/w, s/w as in software....sheeeesh!!),your onsite clients can b a real pain in the ass. Yeh hai meri dastaan.......
Was working on a prj(all alone.....tat can be the pittiest part since noone else knows the logic in it and the best part since NONE ELSE KNOWS THE LOGIC IN IT ;)), which has been going on and on and on since a year. Finally the d-day arrived when it was my delivery.....(obviously my project's delivery....tats how we call it in our world).It went fine with minor hiccups. I had no idea as to what was installed for me.
1st of July was the date when the product was gonna go live. On the 16th of June i get to know from the onsite that the client had asked for some changes to be done (The word SOME can be quite deceiving at times). I do them. On the 17th of June i get to know that the changes i did, i have to revert them back. I do the same. On the 18th of June i get to know that they wanted to keep those changes, i go on.On the 19th of June my onsite counterpart is pretty sure that they dont need those changes. AREY BHAI KYA MAI MANDIR KA GHANTA HU KI JO ATA HAI HILA KE CHALA JATA HAI were the words circumabulating my mind. As if that was not enough, i get the sweet words from my onsite counterpart that the client had asked for some more requirements which need to delievered by Monday of the next week and i get to know this on Wednesday. The estimate was a 40 hr one but I had to complete the task in 4 days with Sat as working. My initial reaction --- Sat working, WOT THE FU$#!!... So here was my plan.
I slog hard from Wed to Fri, early mornings and late nights and don come on Sat.....Eurekaaaaaaaa!! It worked...Client khush bcause he got the product a day early, my onsite counterpart khush bcause the client wont bug him,mai khusssssss; need not come on Sat.....Sat morning i wake up and check my mails and i find loads of mails of all the big guns praising me with all the crap managerial jargons in it.
I say the praises to be crap because these days i do not believe in words i believe in MONEY, HONEY!!

Huh!! Finally i do write!!

A dull Saturday evening. Nothing to do, nowhere to go.I remember opening my acct on something called as a "Blogger" on requestof some of my ardent fans (tat was a joke, I gotta atleast smile) a year back.So wot do i do??? I put it to use!! How do i do tat?? Just pour in wotever trash is hovering my mind, right now ....
3 attempts of CAT, 4 attempts of CET, a load of ambitions, a load of plannings, end result - zilch.Tats the story so far!! I remember reading Lance Armstrong's autobiography and he mentioning "When you prepare for an event, and do your best and go your hardest,and then you dont get it, you just have to say "I didnt deserve to win".I think about my efforts and i always get the answer - YES, I DID GIVE MY BEST AS FAR AS THE LAST ATTEMPT IS CONSIDERED. Its the dame luck that ditched me .
I remember one more line from the same book which goes this way - "If you ever get a second chance in life for something, you have gotto go all the way. Fight like hell!!!" Well, wot do i do now.... Gonna wait for the second opportunity, may b create that opportunity for myself....As of now, I take the only desire one can really permit oneself. Freedom.To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing...................
Yesssssssssssssssssssss!! Finally I have written something in this space!!!!