Facts n Fiction

Wish you all a very Happy New Year . Hope your 2010 had begun well with lots of promises to the self – sanguine resolutions full of sanctity. I too have made a few. It is almost a month that I haven’t posted anything new – OMG! I woke up today morning with this burst inside me. No writings at all, in last one month. So here I am… I am not sure what I am going to write but I have come all the way singing to the Blogger website: Mala ‘login’ karay paayjay Mala ‘login’ karay paayjay Hope this New Year brings in lots of interesting articles, increased readership, and unfathomable success to me as writer and to you as readers :-] Cheers!

Continuing with the title above, Amitabh Bachchan has never seemed to impress me, I mean his performances, and not his movies. Right from the “Babu Moshayyyy” to “Anthony Gonsalves” to “Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahi…” to “Rishtey mein toh…” to “Vijay Dinanath Chauhan hainnn” to “Sarkar – Sarkar Raaj” , I never frenzied at his performances, however, I have liked some of the movies in terms of content and story telling. Paa is no different. The best part of the movie was that I did not realise that Amitabh was in that movie (the worst part – Abhishek playing the lead role), I was completely bowled over by Auro , and the entire credit goes to R. Balki for conceptualizing it and the make-up artistes who brought it to reality. So talking about Paa , all my praise will go to filmmaking, cinematography, and screenplay. I will excuse myself from talking much about the characters of the movie. Balki, an ad maker, and hence a naturally creative person has done good justice with regard

She was rigged, bombed, shattered For several times in history Yet she rises up every time in victory Such is the spirit of Aapli Mumbai Floods clog her streets, services disrupt And every thing turns real scary She blows out kisses of unity Help! Stay one! Whispers Aapli Mumbai At riots, her sons fought, killed, And slaughtered each other insanely Yet, she unites them during a calamity So profound is the love of Aapli Mumbai Where Rahim dances during Ganpati And Prasad walks to Hajji Ali That’s the sense of brotherhood Infused and injected by Aapli Mumbai She has, with warm welcomes Graced each one, and every body To fulfill their dreams, attain success She is enterprising, she’s Aapli Mumbai We care, as she does for us Dare anyone, defy our unity, for no one Can shatter us, our spirit, pledge we, The children of this maximum city.

An aim in life is the only fortune worth finding - R.L.Stevenson. True Indeed! My aim of keeping on writing, and getting published some day seems to have moved a step forward. "Diligence is the mother of good fortune". It feels really great and honoured to be interviewed and published - a small step to fame and success; I have started tasting it, I guess. I was almost stunned when I read an email from WebNeeTech team about interviewing me as a blogger and featuring it on their website. I had no reason to say NO. Why would one? Having composed myself after the excitement and smiles and giggles, I finished completing the questionnaire (this took me 4 days to complete). Read the interview here. My interview was finally published on 6th November, and again the smiles and giggles and various other gestures of satisfaction dawned on my face. The glow on my face that day could have put all Doves, Fairglows, Men's fairness creams, Fair & Lovelys to shame ;-] I sent

Taking over from the hangover of the histories that I mentioned yesterday, I am now going to pen down my experiments with the icons of that history. Yes, indeed, I did try every single type of drink - I practice what I preach, you see ;-). It will not be possible for me to express in precise words what the experience was like, when tasting some of those beautifully blended, well mixed, scrumptious drinks. Hence, I will constrain myself to just exhibiting my experiments with truth :-D Standing (L-R): That is some nalla blended scotch whisky , this was my first trial in an attempt to save some pounds. I don't even remember the name of this whisky - not important anyways. Red Label : Laal cchhadi (stick) maidan khadi, kya khoob chadhee, kya khoob chadhee (kick) . That says it all and I am sure you all will agree. Smirnoff Ice - a pre-mixed Smirnoff Vodka with some lime flavour. It tastes ok. Just chill it, gulp it, forget it. Teacher's Highland Cream Blended Scotch Wh

Tired of passing away my time indolently, I browsed some folders on my computer to cleanup unwanted stuff.  I jumped from folder to folder relentlessly because suddenly everything appeared important to me. However, soon my agony was vanishing and lips turned into a smiling curve. I found a folder that had pictures of my London trip. Aww! Nothing is so very special about it. Yet some pictures made me feel proud about my use of camera, creativity, and presence of mind. I had been too a pub once (I mostly preferred my drink at home, that made it economical as well), and found the secret to elixir of life. Until then I had fancied various types of drink that I had taken, I had simply loved them; they were utterly awesome. This pub, however, helped me understand what drink is what. I could have used the Internet to find out about drinks, but koun itni takleef le . At this pub, all the required information was available ekdum bana banaya . Fortunately enough I was carrying my digicam

Travelling between Mumbai and Pune has become kind of a routine, as I have been doing it since last 3 years. There is no new wonderful or exciting experience about the journey anymore. However, yesterday when going back to Pune from Mumbai, I had a refreshing occurrence. As usual, dear darling Neeta Volvo took her regular halt at a food mall after the Khalapur toll junction. Neeta Volvo sucks, by the way, yet I travel with her to beat the afternoon heat and also that she drops me just at the doorstep of my Pune home. At the food mall, I wait in the queue to buy a coupon for snacks and tea. I see four to five people in front of me walking away with the coupons, some currency notes, and few Éclairs. At my turn, I buy a vada paav and a coffee. In that Neeta food mall, a vada paav costs Rs. 15, by far the costliest vada paav I have ever had (I have had vada paavs since my childhood starting from 50 ps. to Re. 1 to Rs. 2 to Rs. 3 to Rs. 5 to now Rs. 15), and a coffee worth Rs. 22. I buy