A pouring out of frustration.

There are some people in this world who, I wish, would shut up and mind their own bloody business. They have this infuriating habit of poking their nose into matters which are strictly out of their territory. Its one thing to be mildy curious and another to be overtly inquisitive. Also, I would like to tell some of these 'some people', one day that, they should not mix personal and professional life and keep the two apart. A fellow I know, seems to be judging how my personal life would be, based on his experiences of my professional workmanship. He even has the nerve of telling me his totally inaccurate conclusions. If it were not for the fact that my hands are tied right now, I would give him a piece of my mind in the form of an angry retort. The bastard. He tends to think that he is the 'coolest dude' which is quite untrue, in fact quite contradictory. If he was the coolest, I think the definition of 'cool' itself would change. Right now, I wish that he has an upset stomach 24 X 7 till he drops faint in his own pool of poo. Yeah, that was disgusting, but then you have an idea about how disgusted I am, by his behaviourial characteristics.

3 awesome photos.

Given below are three of some 'interesting' snaps, which have been captured by me or my shutterbug friends........Thought I'd put them on the blog and write something about it......

The above is a picture taken by one of my best friends, KC. Its a truly fantastic snap. The story goes that the lady who lives next door to KCs place, had to go outstation , and had her son draw this 'poster'.Maybe, the lady did not have the time to inform the milkman who delivers milk at her place. This 'simple representation', which is placed between the metal grill of the front door, makes it amply clear that milk is NOT to be delivered !!! A huge NO MILK sign, a cow below it (who gives milk, as we all know!!) and an arrow towards what seems to be a plastic bag in which milk is delivered !!! An amazing imaginative piece of drawing by a boy !!!

'JANTS' toilet.

Spelling mistake. Its ok. Everyone is not perfect in english after all. And it conveys the meaning does'nt it? Afterall, who'll look at the grammar and spelling sign if mother nature calls urgently?

And why is this grown-up man standing in a plastic bucket? Does he think its funny? The reality is, he is collecting trash from dustbins and then throwing them into that big blue bucket. When the bucket is filled to its full capacity, the man stands on the trash, forcing it down further, so that more trash can be added to the bucket !!! This photo is taken by another of my best friends, Rohan, who captured this snap at the time when office boys collect trash from all the dustbins in office.

Gifts

One of my friends recently chatted with me. The chatting session seemed to be perfectly normal until, she suddenly tells me that she has a friend who is a male, whom she wants to give a gift to. This question threw me off track. I've never given a gift to a person of the opposite sex. How do you choose a gift ?

SS: Ravi tell me something normally what gift can a girl give a boy whos her friend?

Me(I was thrown off track, couldnt think of an answer, and wondered why she asked me instead of all the knowledgable people and great romeos in the world? !!) : i could ask u the same vice versa question sometime later.............but right now i will only try to answer ur query.........., however let me think.........

SS: Let us suppose that I want to gift u something, what kind of gift would u like to have from me?

Me (still stumped): Well actually......let me think, are u giving it to this boy...........ur potential suitor? or a friend? or a potential suitor as a friend?

SS: Only a friend, I told u didnt I? dumbo........this is in no way related to my matrimony!!

Me (trying to buy time) : Do u want to surprise him?

SS: Maybe yes

Me: Ok if its a surprise its real tough (ya, when have I thot of giving a gift? let alone a surprise gift?) .......... coz boys are rarely surprised (huh? what? what a stupid statement !!) ..........but let me think.........dont give him perfume ok..............watever u do.......... he'll take the wrong meaning!! (Now I started telling what not to gift.............its always a good strategy when you dont what is to be done...You can start on the things which are NOT to be done, coz you might know those better!!!. )

SS : Why?

Me (Thinking): This .........why?.......... just proves that ur real stupid birdbrain

SS: Still, if I give him a branded one? It will be good no?

Me: No ...........

SS: Anyway tell me what to give and not what not to give

Me(Thinking) :She has realised my strategy !!

Me: You can buy him a wrist watch.

SS: Another option

Me: Ok. that wasnt a good option ..........wrist watch.............

SS: Give me options no.........

Me: Ya ok...............its just that i cant think of any...........

Me: You can give the boy a backpack...........a cool branded one.......... adidas or reebok.........

SS: I dont prefer tat as gift

Me: Do u prefer flowers?

SS : No

SS: Because, I feel it is waste of money.

Me: ok..........

Me: Give him a cool looking formal shirt. You shud know his size of course........

SS: How will I know that? Like for example I want to buy a shirt for you, how do I know your size?

Me: You could ask some other friend who knows u and him............He'll know your friends size, isnt it?

SS: Too complicated, tell me something else........

Me (Thinking): She wants to give a surprise gift to this friend of hers, doesnt want it to be personal, still give him something useful, doesnt know his specifications and on top of that, asks me, of all the people, for an opinion, and then cancels out each of my best options!!)

Me: I will think and tell you tommorow..........If I meet you online !!! Right now, I am signing out!!!

Simply amazing bit of chat !!!!

My favourite Bollywood Characters

So mysterio has tagged me and so will write abt my favourite bollywood characters....Wont write them in any order of 'favouritism', will write bout them as they come to mind....

Sameer aka Saif Ali Khan in Dil Chahta Hai: Certainly, Aamir Khan was the main character in the film, although it was a story of three friends. But what strikes me, is that despite all his 'antics' in the film Saif Ali Khan is the most normal character in the movie. He does not display the mysterious behaviour of Sid, nor the impulsive behaviour of Akash.

Arif Khan aka Jimmy Shergill in A Wednesday: 'Pagla aa gaya, aaj aur koi marega' says the havaldar in the movie on seeing Arif Khan on his enfield wearing those Rayban's. He lives upto this 'pagla' name. Instilling fear in the minds of criminals who pee their pants on seeing him. Kidhar Mohabattein ka woh goody goody Jimmy Shergill aur kidhar ye khunkhar sher ki tarah, goondo ki kutton jaisi pittai karne wala Arif Khan?

Captain Russel aka Paul Blackthorne in Lagaan: You just love to hate this person. Thats what makes him a great actor in the movie Lagaan.

Amitabh Bachhan in Deewar "Jaoo pehle us aadmi ka sign lekar aao jisne mere haath par ye likh diya tha." What power of dialogue delivery !!! A son of a widow, protects both his mother and his younger brother from the bad world. Has the guts to ask a mafioso to pick up a penny which was thrown and hand it over to him !!! Has the cool style of snatching 'maal' under the nose of a rival and is handsome enough to woo the sexy parveen babi.

Kishore Kumar in Padosan: Typical paan chewing character, funny with his chameli ka tel coated hair and one 'lat' of hair coming down on his face. Loves his friend 'Bhola' and sings a beautiful song for him too. Amazingly comedy!!

Baki characters bhi hai...........but abhi yahi dimag me aa rahe hai....

Valentine's and Ballantine's

Oh, the day would be so fine,

If I had a valentine,

More brightly the sun would shine,

The night would be divine,

and we would, under the candle, wine and dine.

Oh the day would be so fine.

Oh the day would be so fine,

If I had a ballantine's,

EVERYTHING would seem so divine,

Even if I could'nt walk in a straight line.

This post is a sure sign,

that I am full of ballantine's.

So I leave you readers, to read this poor poem and whine,

and wish you all a happy Valentine's !!!

P.P.S (Poem Post script): I have made poems before but none were this bad, I think. In case of those poor dingalings who dont know what Ballantine's is.........the above poem is worst for them.

My tryst with cooking.

I like cooking food. But not as much as I like eating it. Cooking just for fun is a once-in-many-days activity for me. Like all other geminis, my attention span being equivalent to the width of the sharp edge of the knife, it is difficult for me to cook food regularly. Also its a big thanks to mom, the cook who makes excellent 'home-made' food, which is why it is difficult for me to digest 'own-made' food which is not very good !!! Many diet experts say that home made food is the best. Rightfully so, I think, coz, its made by a cook, who takes it upon herself with great pride and sense of responsibility, the task of making food which is tasty, less oily, nutrient-rich, energy giving. No wonder, that its called a balanced diet.
Since mom is going to be out of town for a couple of months, she is teaching me the ropes of cooking. She also cooks my brains at times, with the endless bickering. It gets quite irritating, while someone stands at your side and shouts out instructions while you are struggling to come to terms with some 'sabji' which you havent tried making before. If mom asks me to pen down my own recipe journal, I imagine I would write something like......."Dear recipe book, today I learnt a very important lesson in life.......never put milk on gas and run away to play computer games......"
Anyway, in real life I learnt how to steam rice and dal in a cooker, today. Some of you might be thinking.......how easy it is.........even I do. But the problem is that my mom wont like my careless way of saying, "I already know how to do it." So I just shut my mouth and listened to what she had to say. I learnt how to put up the pressure cooker for maybe the 100th time. So thats the deal with my cooking lessons. I have to learn cooking and have to learn it mom's way !!! Hope I learn to be half as good a cook as mom is.

'Part' is parcel of the game of life.

There are people who come and go in your life. Yet of those, there are special ones, who leave a permanent mark in your memories, which you carry on throughout your life. Parting with them drives an arrow through your heart, and yet you learn to live with it, wishing for the other person's happiness and prosperity, wishing the world for him. Later sometime, those memories come back to you, and you find yourself willing that things should have been different. Still the past cannot be changed.
I know I ain't any good at writing this sort of stuff. I would just like to dedicate this post to one of my best friends, who had many special ones come and go in his life.......Hes had his failures, and downs. In fact, hes had so much of the parting stuff, that he swears he could write a book on it!! Inspite of all this, he is a perfectly normal person. I wish him all the best in his life.

My dreams and my present.

I had dreamt of becoming a pilot................ended up playing Microsoft flight simulator 2002.

I had dreamt of becoming a dancer...........was picked up only once for a dance program in my primary school days..........unfortunately the dance program got cancelled because my partner and three others fell ill.

I had dreamt of becoming an archeologist..........dug up a hole in the compound lawn area, only to hit the underground piping which unfortunately sprang a leak.

I had dreamt of becoming a singer.....had a wonderful voice when I was younger.............then my voice broke......and i began to croak.

I had dreamt of becoming a local train driver........at least they get to stand conveniently in the local train !!

I had dreamt of becoming a famous actor...........but everyone used to tell me ........dont act smart.

I had dreamt of becoming a comedian.........but sentences like the last one made me a PJ KING.

I had dreamt of building a fast and a reliable PC which would never crash and never be infected by viruses...........I had realised it then and there itself that it was just a dream!!!!