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News Reader…, originally uploaded by ~OM~ ॐ “FoTo-SoFiCaL” Bhardwaj.

News is business now.. and not only news…

Adds taste to the morning cup of teas…

and gives gossip content for the evening cups…

Sting Operations, people run over by buses and cars, murders… its only the names and places that keep changing… the content can remain the same…

interesting it is !!!!

I wish for a time when news also focuses on The good dedicatedly… The media also highlights The good that people are doing in every single edition॥ The local heroes, The doers, The actual leaders… hoping…

Also, how about a sting operation in the open on a traffic signal sometime? stop everyone who crosses the red light and ask them why they do this? or may be one day spend in the autos, asking every auto guy why he cannot be honest… or maybe ask the uncle peeing on the road, why is it that he could not wait till he reached his home?

My world… my thoughts…

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My world… my thoughts…, originally uploaded by ~OM~ ॐ “FoTo-SoFiCaL” Bhardwaj.

There is a lot that keeps building up in the minds… its like a bucket of thoughts that fills up every moment…

and times like these are important…because they let you think about what you want to… what is really worth spending time on.. what is it that you can let go…

I wonder if that is what this kid was doing…

I do that all the time… when i am in My World My Thoughts…

आग

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Ok… I have seen BOOM…. And I thought the director/producer was under a heavy influence of drugs right from the moment he thought about making the picture to releasing it…

And not too long ago, I tested my patience with HR’s आप का सुरूर … and I somehow managed to survive the movie till the very end…

But there is something that happened that suddenly made me feel that both the movies mentioned above we nice movies… and no points for guessing that I am talking about Ram Gopal Varma’s आग … no fun in going into the details of the movie, but there are a few bullet items that I would still like to mention…

1. Nisha Kothari, does not look good even with half her clothes off her body. Ok she is a woman, and she got a decent figure… but see her act in this movie and there is li’il about her that is going to be attractive anymore…
2. Urmila Matondkar definitely got a boob job done… there was no other reason why there was song sequence featuring her and Abhishek Bachchan…
3. Ram Gopal Varma, and everyone else who was associated with the direction, production, acting, post processing etc etc tried a li’il too hard to make it different than the Sholey and yet not loose a similarity touch… and they miserably failed… the failure was worse than the Indian Cricket team getting all out on 50 runs… who ironically managed a great win over England in yesterday’s match… super exciting cricket after a very very long time… I miss Saurav Ganguly as the captain of the team for some reason…
4. मौसी was now गंगू Mummy… yes… exactly… “Gangu Mummy” what the fuck … who thought of that title?
5. Ajay Devgan acted pathetically in the movie… he was tried to be funny, and all I could see was a repeat of the hairstyle and the dialogue delivery from the “Phool Aur Kante” days…
6. Zero Chemistry between the friends…
7. Useless dialogues… including the one where गब्बर … oops… बब्बन , this time, says “कब है दीवाली ”…
8. What was Amitabh Bachchan trying to do? Please someone help me get an answer to that question…
9. साम्भा is थाम्बे … and he was also cleaning the gun when the almost physically challenged बब्बन makes an entry…
10. It took me a while to figure out if बब्बन was coughing or laughing… then I realized that he was laughing…
11. The scene when वीरू threatens to commit suicide because Basanti’s मौसी is not agreeing to the marriage has been repeated as if some third standard kids thought of doing the same scene again with वीरू enacted by हीरो , बसंती enacted by घुंघरू , Mausiji enacted by some “Gangu Mummy”
12. The blind चाचा of the “इतना सन्नाटा क्यों है भाई ” fame is also there… only this time he is pretty aggressive and an angry old man…
13. Rajpal Yadav tries to make up for सूरमा Jagdeep भोपाली in a seemingly funny but very irritating accent…
14. The movie’s plot is based out of a place called Kaliganj in Mumbai… and there are gun fires, huge bomb explosions, AK 47 wars, and not a single Mumbai Policeman around…
15. And have I already talked about the songs? I do not remember even one of them as of now… all I can remember is that all of them came when they were not needed… and useless music!!!
16. There is Mohanlal the southie superstar as well… the poor guy, I do not think, knows that damage he has done to himself by acting in this movie… he has been decent at a few places for sure… but like ठाकुर even he did not have the limbs… they were cut off by babban because the inspector had used the hands to kill his brother…

Overall… a pathetic experience… worse than what it sounds like from the post above…

The only good thing that I personally liked was the lovely use of lights and some intelligent camera angles at times… Photography benchmarks… good ones…

I think Ram Gopal Varma should give a public apology for making this movie… the tremendous caliber that I think he has was WASTED in this his आग … not sure it caused some heat on the boxoffice…but it sure did leave a burning sensation somewhere inside me… Acidity maybe!!!

Media Centre – Infosys Banglore

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Media Centre – Infosys Banglore, originally uploaded by ~OM~ ॐ "FoTo-SoFiCaL" Bhardwaj.

I am travelling to banglore for two weeks starting this monday to 23rd…

And I have the weekend of 15th to do my September Trip… suggestions please…

Choice of Expression….

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Two friends…

One Angry…

One far Away…

The angry one can either take it all out on the one who is far away because of something he said or probably did not…

Or

The angry one can tell the one far away what really happened and resolve the matter…

Language is like SEX…

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Greenwich… or gren-ich….

This discussion still has been going on… Arobindo wants to sue his school because he was never told that its Gren-ich…. and because of the fact that he would have to face issues when he travels the UK….

I think language is like SEX… people speak/do it the way they like it…

There are no set rules… there are some basic guidelines, called grammar, etc etc are there… but as an individual you decide what you like the best…

so enjoy … the language too 🙂

cheers…

World समोसा (Samosa) Day !!!

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:Time for a day !!!

And let me introduce you to “the World समोसा Day…“

Why only samosas… because this is one snack that I missed the most in London… and also saw how ridiculously dissimilar the samosas in England were to what we get in Delhi… the amazing shape of the samosa is reduced to just a wrap called samosa… and sold for about a pound everywhere…

This post and this day henceforth, I would, dedicate to Samosas, The best tea-time snack I know of 🙂 !!!

May we all get good samosas always… with the best of tea ( @ the चाय की दुकान )

Amen !!!

Oh… and today also happens to ne India’s National Flag Day… read more about it here…

The Past in Present…

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Not too far away in time I was a small kid… and with not many friends… used to be a good student and with a few friends… people my life circled around… and one such friend used to stay not long away from my house…

I remember my first cycle trip to his place… and how I got lost while coming back….i remember how I could still manage to reach home finding my way out with the high telephone tower helping me out…

I also remember a day, when three of us small kids were cycling around in noida and one of us met with an accident… he happens to be the father of a sweet girl today…
The third one happened to be one of my closest friends of those times… good company he was…I was always scared of his dad because he was a Police Officer, and his mom was one of the sweetest moms I knew… she is such a lovely lady… and the Mickey and Mona, his brother and sister… were two sweet darlings we used to be with…

Time passed… and I moved out of the school… to find a dream and a career for myself, and during all this while we did not talk… we moved apart when no one had heard of something called an email and we used to keep our fixed line numbers in phone books… so loosing that phone book meant that you loose touch… and if someone changes his residence or the number changes.. Then also you would not be able to track them down…

I lost one of my phone books… and I lost a few of my friends I had practically spent the nicest days of my life with… did not make any long lasting friends in the new school or college except while doing my masters… infact the people that I call friends are very very few today…

When I was going to London last month, I talked to one such friend… and he happened to the same guy who I used to treat as my best friend back in दाव school… Abhishek Dixit…


the same guy who used to roam around with me on cycles… the same guy I remember as a die hard fan of Amitabh Bachchan… The guy from Banda, UP, the same guy who used to sit with me on the last bench in school, the same guy who fell with me while we were trying a few summersaults on our last bench in school॥ The same guy I lost touch with for about 11 years…

And I was there with him, in a different country, in a different continent, about 6700 kms away from home… living some of the best moments of life again… the same comfort level॥ The same care… the same conversations, with some refinement though… things did not change much did they?

We walked the streets of London, we went to Scotland, we talked, ate, and ooooogled at girls together… life made simpler… the simple joys of life come to me in form of Abhishek… who also doubled up as the guide in a firangi country in the not so good of situations and the better ones too…

London would have been a mess, if he was not there… thanks Bro for being around… then and now!!! You are a blessing!!!

शुक्रीया दोस्त…

Who Should I be scared of?

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I believe that one single incident cannot really be good enough for anyone to pass a judgment about the entire country or a state for that matter, however with incidents like what happened in Gurgaon in the Honda Factory where hundreds of people were mercilessly beaten up by the policemen, the time when couple in Meerut were beaten by the policemen and policewomen for being together in a park… and now the dragging of a pickpocket in Bihar…

While I am sure that there is some action/ punishment required to straighten things up and the not so legal acts… but is this the right way? Are they trying to be heroes or something?

I would not be lying if I say that I am more scared by the police around me as compared to the criminals… At least the criminals keep into hiding, but the police can roam around freely doing what they want and the way they want…

And to add to an icing on the cake, there would usually be a few ppl suspended for beating the shit out of common people, and there would be a few people suspended (for shaking hands with Sanjay Dutt, when he is released on bail), there would be a group of people to enquire about the whole incident, and the opposition would ask the Chief Minister to resign and the incident would go on a completely different tangent…

Shameful and painful…

Lost…

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I was trying to look up the internet for a definitive meaning of the words ” youth icon”. Did not really manage to find something…

So either I completely misunderstand the term Youth Icon or there is some big confusion…

Orkut?
Abhishek Bachchan?
Shahrukh Khan?

Don’t we know of people who are young and make a difference in the lives of people in the country? Are there non left?

And the winner is Orkut?

Am i missing something?

The Common Link…

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Scene 1 : One of the finest Indian restaurants in London, Mela, Shaftbury’s Avenue…. amazing food and mango lassi…

Scene 2: The Jubilee Line Tube and the person, a firangi, next to me sitting listening to some music…

If were wondering why the above two are mentioned together is because there was something common in the two scenes..

No points for guessing, if you are a close friend of mine, that it was my “favorite” Himesh Reshamiya... with aapka suroor in scene one and jhalak dikhlaja in scene 2…

This guy would not leave me like this… aargh !!!

Correct English…

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Its strange how people have speak about the correct way of speaking english…

I do not agree to a way of pronounciation being correct or incorrect, just because the people in a country speak it in a specific way…

I might have to adapt because the people here do not understand it, but to label a certain way of talking as incorrect is bullshit…

Atleast I do not know of anyone in India telling someone what is correct english and what is wrong…

I almost got into an argument with a friend, who insisted on using the words right english and wrong english… but stopped myself because she seemed to be completely convinced that the way people in London speak is the right english…

Anyway… let the computerrrrss be computerrrrrs….

The city of mis-pro-noun-ciations…

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So Edinburgh… which used to sound like how its spelt is now Edin-bura or Edin-bora…

And Greenwich… which also used to sound like how its spelt.. is now Grenich… phew…

and Gloucester.. which again i would pronounce as Glo-Shes-Terr… is to be pronounced as Glo-S-Ter…

I spend every day about 2 hours in the amazingly complicated but simplifying life, tubes… with men wearing nice suits.. and women in all sorts of formal and informal dresses… with that whistling sound that a tube makes when it moves fast… real fast…

There are loads of free papers in the city as well like the Metro and thelondonpaper…and most of the people would pick them up from the stations and read them through and through before leaving it in the tube for someone else to read… interesting… and what makes it more interesting is that such papers are built out of 80% recycled paper and only 20% fresh fibre… and the cycle goes on…

the administration here advertises use of cycles for smaller distances… and anything that emits less CO2 into the environment… good… and the focus stays…

People say sorry and thank you as if its hard coded in their breathing cycle and live as mutually exclusive humans with no or li’il concern about what the other person is doing… strange how everyone can manage this slightly difficult balance of being polite and courteous while not caring about the rest of the world at all….

The buses run all night… and you are sure to reach home, mostly safe, at any hour of the day…

Places like Piccadilly circus stay open till wee hours in the morning… and there are a whole lot of 24 hour food shops around…

its really a life of convenience here…

and it has its flip sides too… which i shall talk about later…

As of now the strangest thing is to sit in London and saying Happy Independence Day to fellow Indians… seems like a joke or a pun and definitely intended…

Anyway… hope you be free too !!! shed your slavery to the thoughts of boredom and sadness… and be free to see a new light of energy and happiness…

Amen !!!