Reincarnation of a Blog.

...and back to the grind .

2008-06-17T13:37:00.002+05:30

well, not really started the "grind" grind, but i have joined my new office. And so far so good . But it is too early, so I will wait a while before I pass the verdict.

I took a 10 day break and I have a observation ( more like confession) : if I count the best times of my adult life , most of them has to be in the break I took between jobs . Seriously .. all the stress and worries of the old job left behind and no new tensions or pressure of new job . No phone calls to attend , no mails to check , no instructions to pass , no supervision or quality check. Pure bliss.
But it is over now . till the next one .
N says I change jobs for these breaks . He is wrong ofcourse , but one fact I will concede , that for me the anticipation of the break time is way more than the new job itself .
:D

My worst ever break up ………..

2008-05-29T19:27:00.007+05:30

I quit . i wanted to quit gracefully , with no drama , no emotion . just plain quit . ah well , (wo)man proposes , (ms.) god disposes . THIS is what ensued , the story of my worst ( longest , 10 days )ever break-up:
*shock* *hurt* . what happened ? we thought you were so happy ? we have to talk . you can’t do this to us. We are never letting you go . tell us what we can do .
no no , it is not you guys , it is me . *guiltily* I have an opportunity I am very excited about , I want to check it out.
it is all our fault . we should have been more attentive , more communicative. we got busy with other departments , assumed all is fine with you .*sad* our fault , our fault. lets begin again . we will be better this time , way better. pls . *wistful*
no no , seriously guys , dont bash yourself . as i said it just happened , i met these people *more guiltily* and everthing just fell into place .
arre , dont believe them . they sense a little dissatisfaction and they swoop in promising the moon . *big brother like* especially with employees like you who are emotional creative people.
*a little insulted* no they didnt do anything like that . i want to go and work with them . you have to let me go.
No way! tell us : you don’t like your present vertical head , no problem! Will shift your team to report directly to the MD . designation ? sure ! will make you a AGM.*hysterical* salary ? sure! will 40% raise right now and another one at the end of the year do ? *desperate*you want individual projects to handle , without the interference of nyo ? of course ! we understand artistic people need creative independence. *blabbering* you want to handle multi brands ? definitely! wait for another 6 months , we will give you an opportunity to pitch for other clients as well. *unbelievable*
OMG , I am flattered , honored . *feeling very guilty* but I still think this is best thing for me at this stage.
Fine . go if you want . but you are making the worst decision of ur life . this is family (sic!) and you are abandoning a family .*hurt* you are kicking away a bright future. you have built the process yourself . it is like your own company. How can you leave it ?*accusing*
yes, *sniff sniff* yes I have built the team , each one of them. but I still want to go .
give us your husband’s number we will ask him to knock some sense into your impulsive head .
what ? *shocked* NO !!!!!!
Ok, fine *sulk* you have to complete your 2 months notice period for HODs.
Nope , my contract says 4 weeks , you have wasted one , so three weeks from now , and I am out of this place .*very professional*
*more sulk* this is what we get after valuing you so much . *panic stricken*you leave us in middle of nowhere , what will we do in 3 weeks , where will we find a replacement?????????????????????
Oh ok *feeling guilty , sorry , ashamed…. And like I am dealing at a vegetable shop*… 6 weeks then , neither yours nor mine . ok ? kapish ?
*ignore*
6 weeks , guys .*curt*. then I am out of here . *matter-of-factly*
Oh alright *expression of taking out the knife from their back* 6 weeks , but promise us you wont take anyone of your team for at least 8 weeks after you have left . promise ?
*sigh*

LOVE YOUR JOB, BUT NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR COMPANY 'COZ U NEVER KNOW WHEN THE COMPANY STOPS LOVING YOU - Narayana Murthy -

reINCarnation alL over aGain..............

2008-05-20T17:52:00.003+05:30

So I did it again .
Took a really long break from blogging ……and came back again.
Got bored of what I was doing in my job………..put in papers in 2 yrs again.
Listened to a friend and followed her diet plan…………….went back to eating in flat 3 days again.
Didn’t listen to N……………..got a new hair colour again.
Meddled in my sis’s business……………..was told to back off again.
Sensed uncomfortable distance with a friend…………..called her to fix it, again.
Got what I wanted for a long time..............lost it again.
Faced failure..............started the pursuit again.
Fought with my mother……….again .
Worried about my grandma……..again .
Couldn’t do anything about it………again .
Spoke too much…………….again.
Listened little……………..again.
Hurt loved ones………..again.
Forgave and forgot…………..again.
Loved and was loved…………….again.
Happiness found..............again .

It is good to be back …………again.
Till I leave ……………again.

2007-08-12T00:56:00.000+05:30

It seems right.
It seems worth it all.
It seems like about time.
It was never very easy. But it was never very hard also.
Yet the calm that descends is like never before.
Validated.
Peace.
Tears.
Funny in the pit of the stomach.
Unfamiliar heart beat.
You try to remember how it was before this moment.
The struggle, strife, insecurity.
The determination, resolve, purpose.
Big failures.
Small victories.
Faith.
God.

There IS light at the end of every tunnel.
I saw it today. I reached the end of this one. A really long one.
I know there will one more tunnel tomorrow, another the day after.
But I know now. I know better.
There will be light at the end of them all.
All I need is belief and patience.
I will see it through, like today.
I am ready.

2007-08-05T15:15:00.000+05:30

So we shifted to our new house, which will be our home for the next as many years we want . The building is not complete. There are only 2 more families apart from us who have moved in. The lift isn’t working. We don’t like the paper guy who is the official paperwala assigned by the builder. We have carpenter working in the hall. The house is always dirty. The kitchen is in mess, we haven’t had a single decent meal since we shifted. It will be a month , till we are able to invite friends over for dinner or that house warming party both of us have been planning to have way , before we even bought this house. N seems to be obsessed with the interior, he is always talking of the curtain rods , colour of the laminate , the toilet fixture etc. we are still to have any other conversation apart from all that. There is a school next to our house and kids make so much of noise , that I wake up with a start every morning at 7 am. We have slums view apartment ( yes, it is a concept in Bombay) , there is a open drain next to it ( but mercifully, it has running water and it doesn’t smell).
But I am happy.
For the first time I have a house with balconies.. small but balconies all the same . I have hills to look at from them … I have to lean a little and see a bit of them , but they are hills and they are visible ..
And for the first time we are living on a higher floor than first (as to why only on first floor! that’s another story for another day , involving ma , my astrological chart and a pandit). I am able to ignore the slums down below. I can now spend the whole afternoon with the laptop, next to the window , in t shirts and shorts , disheveled hair , without worrying about someone prying into my bedroom. The windows are open all the time now. I can see the sky.

I think I will be happy here ..

mere hisse ka aasman .....

meri doooooor ki vadiyan :)) -

On a totally different note ,since we don’t have cable, I seem to have more hours in the day. Earlier I never realized where the day went watching tv the whole afternoon, now I have found time. I am reading , soaking my feet in warm water, listening to music , going for long walks (albeit to get away from carpenter’s khat phat) .

me , my husband and Pandeyji

2007-07-15T14:58:00.000+05:30

Some six years back when we had shifted to Bombay we weren’t familiar with hang out places and only decent one near our place was this market verandah with a couple of eateries , a coffee shop , florist and …pandey paanwala.. initially we used to go to the market once , twice or sometimes more every week and have snacks , coffee , dinner ..whatever and at the end of it all , always have paan …Pandeyji is from our part of the world and we became friends … though after a while we stopped going there as often , we still ended up at his shop at least once a week ..N would end up there more often …
So with Pandeyji we are on friendly terms … but so much I never realized..
it so happened that one day some 7/8 months back N came out of the ATM to see Pandeyji in the queue … they exchanged pleasantries and Pandeyji asked N – haven’t seen you at our shop for a while, sahib ?
The sahib? replied – oh I have given up smoking , so I avoid ur shop lest I give in to temptations … sidebar : this was during that time ,which happens every six months, where N quits smoking for a week.. but during that week my darling acts as if he hasn’t smoked for 7 years …
men na !!
Anyway , what happened after that was , so wonderful (according to N) and so so weird (according to me) … Pandeyji clutched his hand and congratulated him .. then he went on to hug N , blessing him on the most wonderful act he has done.. "smoking kills , you know … I am so impressed …and proud" I am sure N has added a little mirch masala to it ."I was his hero that day’ .. "I think he had a little tear in his eyes”…ah well, the crux is that Pandeyji was happy and proud of N and N was very flattered and pleased with that …
Now as is his habit, N must have started smoking immediately after the drama …
but he could not muster up enough courage to tell Pandey ji ..
So since then, whenever he goes to Pandey ji’s place, he never buys any cigarettes.. and every time Pandey ji congratulates him … ‘I shrink a little every time , when I hear him telling people how wonderful and strong I am’ .. ya , he shrinks n all but laps it up all the same and says nothing ..
Last week we went to his shop and realized that the cigarettes were finished and it was 1:30 pm and there was no other shop open … N refused to buy it from Pandeyji … so I went ahead and bought a packet…. Pandey ji was not pleased, he went on to lecture me on how I should be more like my husband ..'I tell everyone about him, and how much will power he has’
I didn’t see my man shrink, rather he kept agreeing with him….
I would have told Pandeyji the truth, but N has taken it too far now and I didn’t want to be part of a drama sequence between him and Pandeyji …
like N was saying the other day – how can I do this to him … he is like a paanwaala I never had , but always wished for..
seriously what is with men and their paanwaalas , bartender, barber and the types… they are more worried about hurting their feeling than they are worried about their father's or wife's feelings..
*sheesh*

jaane do na !!

2007-06-12T20:43:00.000+05:30

I really don’t know how to let go …
whether it is that old dupatta , which I keep explaining to N, that it will someday match something and I will wear it …
or old assorted cassettes of college time, that I cannot play on the new player , so I play them on the walkman …
or that one particualr friend who choose to cut me out of her life so long ago , yet i still try n give reasons for her action to myself almost every other day ...
or my sister and brother , who tell me all the time to back off coz I just HAVE to know what they are feeling or how they are feeling.. every living moment …
or blogging …

that is why I keep coming back to it …
the first post I wrote was on 16th Feb 2003 … for a while I had been reading blogs and one day I opened an account and wrote …and it was good …
those were the days of no comments , no regular readers..no pressure , no nothing …I just wrote what ever I felt like …
then slowly I learned how to put in the comments section , started interacting with fellow bloggers ..my style of writing changed .. so have the urls , fonts , background ….
since then I have taken a lot of breaks , tried anonymous blogging et al ..
but I am always back …
because I cannot let go of things that have in some way or other given me happiness.. comforted me when I was down …
but sometimes it gets smothered with love , so I let it breathe a little …
but I am always back .
because I really don’t know how to let go ..
:D

life !! at its inconvenient best...

2007-04-14T15:09:00.000+05:30

“If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.”
Nope I have no problems , but I have a lot of inconveniences ….

Ridiculous deadlines to meet at work ..
A very pampered sister to entertain at home …
Loss of 5 kilos which no one noticed ….
Home loan sanctioned, no money to pay emi s…
Expense of 38 thousand in mere 4 days , courtesy the same pampered sister…
The maid’s fall in the bathroom , resulting in 2 days off..
Major upheaval in office hierarchy , resulting in will-pull-your-arm-and-stuff-it-unmentionable-places looks from a co worker…
No holiday in sight till August…
The pain of India’s loss in cricket (yuss, am still hurting)…
The unnecessary delay in my promotion and the politics ensuing to do that…
The tedious paper work at the builders’ and bank…
The general incompetence of people around …

I want to go home , to ma baba …. I am a little tired …
I feel like just lying next to ma and closing my eyes and making all the inconveniences go away ….
*sigh*

the blue billion n more ...

2007-03-15T20:28:00.000+05:30

(Ravindu Shah, Tanmay Mishra, Malhar Patel, Hiren Varaiya, Rajesh Bhudia, Jimmy Kamande) vs (Ashish Bagai, Umar Bhatti, Sunil Dhaniram, Asif Mulla, Abdool Samad, Qaiser Ali)
India B vs India C , you ask ?
Naah !!!
Kenya vs Canada.
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He doesn’t sing as well . he doesn’t deserve to be there . Sundance should have been thr in his place….
But it warms one’s heart to see someone of Indian origin on that stage.
You go, Sanjay Malakar. go , sing .
coz we are indians and we belive in gana aaye ya na aaye , gaana chahiye ....
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Here there everywhere …
Indian ….
or their sons and daughters ...

~the holi story ~

2007-03-05T19:48:00.000+05:30

I love holi . It is my favorite festival .I love the colours ,the sweets & snacks, the brashness of the festival, the water ballons, the dhol … the sleep that comes with it (this kind of gulal induced sleep happens only once a year) ….and I have the best memories ….
Diwali was always at home and holi at nani’s place in Lucknow … all mamas ,mausis ,their spouses, kids wud collect at nani’s place and ..kids ,elders all alike wud go berserk.. ganging against each other , dunking them in water, putting colours in all possible places…then thr would be eating and then together in toli we would go around the area .. to everyone’s place .. play colours , eat , be happy ..it used to be so much fun , so safe ...
with nanaji ‘s death in 1999 , it kinda stopped … people moved on , some stayed ..i am sure they still celebrate the festival with same zest …I am no longer part of it..
I shifted to Delhi in 1999 and for next 3 yrs celebrated holi at my parent’s or delhi.. my enthusiasm for the festival didn’t deter….i wud still manage to have lot of fun, with family n friends … it wasn’t the same but it was fun, different kind of fun..
so when I celebrated my first holi in Bombay ..I was so homesick (there wasn’t any family here and hardly any friends) , went into a depression of sorts… so hubs decided to have this big party at our house ( yuss, I know he is a sweetheart ,considering he isn’t a very huge fan of holi) ..he invited everyone he knew and asked them to get their friends … he said there is gonna be colours, food and booze ..not necessarily in that order … everyone got very excited abt a celebration like back home ( we are a lonely lot in Bombay) someone offered to make mutton ..some offered to get gujhiya n papads ..we stuck to supplying booze and snacks …this kick started a ritual for every year …
since then holi party starts at 12 pm and goes onto 9 pm …We have at least 50 people dropping in , some stay , some leave. Someone always volunteers to make mutton ….lots of it .. and then thr is booze , lots of it …thr are colours , a lot of eating, singing and dancing ..everyone has great time …
But this year we did not have it .. we decided to get out of the house and check out holi in Bombay …. after 5 yrs , we finally decided to take in the local colours.. so we hired a taxi for the day and went from one friend to another … did have couple of people joinin in as well …
we also became a part of this legendary ( well almost!! ) holi party at our newly made friends…. we met them at Anumita's place , some 10 months back… and the first day we met we were regaled by stories of lot of bhang , malpuas and very good food … so we went there and we were not disappointed … it was good …I had bhang after almost 15 yrs , after my first disastrous tryst … nothing happened this time…
we came back home at 6 pm , very tired but content …holi in Bombay isn’t so bad ..
There was some disappointment with our holi regulars of 4 years …but they wl have to deal with it … even R K Studio took a break once in a while . Yeah!!

So here’s wishing a happier, exciting colour each day, till the next holi …

dog food , any one ??

2007-02-28T16:55:00.000+05:30

Duty on pet foods down from 30 to 20% !!
that’s good news , with the regular food costing so much i shud switch to a different kind of diet food and hopefully it wl be more effective than what i am eating right now...

and may be you all can join me ...to make our country a place like this ....

budget 2007 mubarak ho !!

~happy valentines , wishing the love and …the betrayal.~

2007-02-19T21:31:00.001+05:30

Mine is leaving to be with the Government …*sigh*

Fever - in the the morning, fever all through the night...

2007-02-08T16:34:00.001+05:30

After pulling an all-nighter for this party at our home on Saturday , and then , ignoring all the hints my body kept giving me to take it slow , on Sunday I didn’t sleep and went for another party . I just popped a couple of combiflam and thot all is well.
So I was punished for that .
Monday morning I cudnt get out of the bed . I had high fever , sore throat and really bad body ache .
I was home for 3 days , bored to death with nothing to do . I mean how much can a person orkut on net … there is a limit to it .
Hubs had this really important meeting in pune , so he went as well . now I didn’t have anyone pampering me as well… the worst time to fall ill .
Tried to read the latest John Grisham .. is it my fever or the man has written the worst ever novel this time ?
And to top in all , the cable kept coming and going . Apparently the amplifier or whatever they put in our building had a bad connection or something , so every time the lift was used the cable went out . yeah that’s what I ws told by my ‘cable guy’ .. the way it was going , I wudnt have been surprised if he wud have told me that every time someone will flush , the cable will go out..

Back in office today …. not in as they say in the ‘pink’ of health , but I am a definite light pink … no backlog of work , as I kinda did manage to work from home during the fever… but am really mad at myself for fallin ill and loosing 3 days of the SL .. cud have ‘utilized’ them elsewhere .. sheesh..

By the way abt the song in the title of the post , have heard almost all versions , so so many people have sung this song .. but my favorite is Ella Fitzgerald’s and also Ray Charles with Natalie Cole. Which version do you like ?
( that is if you like the song in the first place )
(how can anyone not like this song , is beyond me :P)

happy days ..

2007-01-29T15:17:00.000+05:30

Work suddenly got exciting .. I dint expect things to look so good… so I am not complainin abt the longs hours and a little stress . all is worth a little unexpected creative stimulation..
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Saw guru. Was disappointed , may be I was expecting too much .. aby baby has over acted , esp in the second half of the movie.. and ashwariya-to-bear-aby-baby's-baby-rai is as usual bad .. I mean mani ratnam is capable of extracting some performance from non actors ( remember karina kappoor in yuva) , but he failed in front of the mighty non talent of ms rai ..
But I loved madhavan and apna mithun da...hoeye.. .. fabulous performance from both .. subtle , muted yet powerful .. in comparison to abhishek’s hamming , they looked even better…
The music is as usual excellent , the dances surprisingly weird for a mani ratnam;s movie .
The cinematography was excellent , the story / screenplay was good (mani ratnam never goes wrong with that) but the performance didn’t do the justice ..
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and finally …
this year..
the other India intends to fly , I intend to fly with her ….
my wishlist …

India is poised …
…. To fight the hunger and unemployment.
…..To provide shelter to all.
…. To become the bluddy best country to do business with, invest in.
....To educate all.
…..To win world cup ( both cricket and hockey)
…..To sweep Oscars ( and to call it Vijays)
…..To value women as much as men
…..To make better roads , better infrastructure
…. To recognize our classical artist before Americans do.
…..To finally produce a decent rapper ( not like baba sehgal… my gawd , whats wrong with him , does he really think that what he writes/ sings is music someway)
…. To get the Olympic golds.
…. To work her hardest , yet find time party and to smell the roses .

Yus , I am dreamer, an optimist …***singing***
the name is sanguine after all .
happy republic day .

happy buday , sis ...

2007-01-08T16:08:00.000+05:30

She was the most beautiful child when she was born .. like anjali (of that film by the same name)
She was my living doll for the early years…
My bro n me ganged up so many times against her ...
She did believe that she was the adopted one in the family…
We have got a lot of beatings because of her from Baba, bcoz she was his favorite.. actually she still is ..
She bosses me all the time now… she is in revenge mode for the way I treated her when she was small..
At one point her favorite didi was my friend and not me .. it hurt me then , it hurts me still…
She had the most beautiful hair ever..
I got them cut in blunt , coz I thot two braids looked so un cool…
She was so dumb , she thought yeshu masaih was our fifth mausi , and called Agatha Christie Anuradha Krishnan …
She was so intelligent that she topped her boards.. got in LSR and made us all very proud..

Boys fall in love with her all the time … and there is no exaggeration .. all the time ..I mean it ..
I like all the boys who like her ...
Bro has broken so many bones of her fan club members..
She has broken so many hearts …
She got her heart broken a couple of times…
She is the one who taught me how to drink tequila .. how to wear make up …
She is the one who saw me thro a really bad relationship ..
She was one of the first to approve of my hubs …they are best of friends today..
She is one of the few who can make me laugh anytime , anywhr … one of those giggly fits..
She thinks I have the biggest butt of all the people she knows…
I think she is one of the prettiest girl i have seen ...
Her favorite colour is blue.. she never admits that tho...

She will not cry at the biggest matters…
She will bawl at the smallest..
She can be amazingly matured one moment..
The next she is the most childish, spoilt, unreasonable girl..
She is the only person I know , who hates peas (matar) ..
She loves fish ..
She can not sing …but insists on singing.. all the time..
She likes hip hop and Punjabi numbers (that is delhi in her)..

Today when me, my bro & ma all are away working, she has put her career on hold to be with baba .. no wonder she is still baba’s favorite ..
I am so proud of her…
She is all that I am not … I see so much of me in her… “a special kind of double”

This is her year .. I know ..
She wl be doing her dream job this year..
She wl be meeting her knight in shining armor or honda city .. whatever ..
This is your year , sis ..
Happy, very happy birthday..

happy new year , Mr Twain and all of you ...

2007-01-02T14:04:00.000+05:30

Mark Twain* said "New Year's is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody save as a scapegoat for promiscuous drunks, and friendly calls and humbug resolutions."

[checklist :
promiscuous : check ( didnt see them , but am sure there must be atleast one thr)
drunks : check
friendly calls : check
humbug resolutions : check
extras -
old friends : check
new friends : check
good music : check
terrace : check
moonlight : check
traffic : naah ..
dancing : check
hugs : check
good food: check
laughter : check ]

yes Mr Twain, "it is a harmless annual institution of no particular use to anybody" except to people like me who believe - well begun, is job half done...

here is to good beginning of 2007 and even better end..

(as always , click to enlarge)
*nothing against Mr Twain, just using his quote to kick start the post. thats all.

~i got my sandwich ~

2006-12-23T02:45:00.000+05:30

Some days are perfectly balanced ..
not very good and not bad either .
with good you know that that it cant get better than this , so it has to flounder ..
with bad .. well it just is bad na ..

steady , stable ..no drama, no histrionics, no stress , no exhilaration..
just plain simple balanced days..
a whole week .. nice.

sandwiches to all . merry christmas.

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hamahu bambaiya ...

2006-12-11T16:50:00.000+05:30

this Saturday we were invited for dinner to this fren’s place . we had decided to take an auto coz i don’t let hubs drive when he is drinkin , esp since we have a bullet which i believe isn’t safe when one is sober , let alone when it is in middle of the nite and one is three pegs down (at least) no no it isn’t about what i let my hubs do when he is sober and when he is drunk , that is another story for another day..
now we needed to take out some cash from the ATM , so hubs went in to withdraw the money and I was in the auto . the auto guy had to take a u turn n then he parked the vehicle on the side .
there was this white maruti zen , which was takin a turn and the driver kept honkin n askin this guy to move the auto .. there wasn’t the space , so the auto guy didn’t move it at all .. the maruti driver turned the car , rather comfortably coz there was enuff space for him to do it in the first place, and then came to the auto guy , rolled down the window and said -
“saale UP vapas bhej dunga"
“bhejke dikhao" (I don’t know what came over me )
“ tumse baat nahi kar raha hun “
“par mein aapse hi baat kar rahi hun , UP chodo thane bhi bhej do to maan jae“
he looked disbelievingly n was about to say something when he saw hubs come back , so he just sped off from thr .
"what happened ? " (hubs asked )
"I told that me mumbaikar, that bambai hamar bhi hai"

I ws very happy that day , very smug. And yus very proud . I had made my point. tiny point to an insignificant person , but I had made it never the less..
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this week wishing a big sunny field for one and all ..

Hum ko maloom hai jannat ki haqeeqat lekin...

2006-12-03T14:41:00.000+05:30

Ok I have two theories about Team India …
One : Chappell is on Australian board ‘s payroll . He has been planted in Indian Team to wreck the team performance , morale and all that .. and yuss of course the batting order .
Two : Team India is losing so badly , oh so badly , becoz it is their plan to do so . They wanted Ganguly back and now that he is .. they wl start winning again ..

And now we will win the world cup. Chappell can go bounce ..

...Dilko khush rakhney keh liye Ghalib yeh khaayaal achhaa hai....!*sigh*

dhoom and the hug that shud have lasted longer .

2006-11-29T23:05:00.000+05:30

After watching some really decent sensible hindi cinema ( Dor , Khosla ka Ghosla, n even Pyar ke side effects ) I went to see dhoom with basic expectation of a good film.
N I didn’t get it .
Some might say it was from a different genre ( it is such a fashionable word today , even Ravi Kishen is using it ) from the one I prefer n understand . sure … if the genre is ludicrous cinema . phuleeze, if you have to make a film like this get the basic plot right at least , then coat it with the mind-blowing action sequences , path breaking styling et al . but here they have a completely nonsensical plot with juvenile logic …. sample – the police can book a thief only if he is caught red handed ..
And whats with the slo-mos ..so many n so looooooooong .. I don’t remember so many slow motion sequences in any film ever .. all those introductions of the characters – first hritik , then uday, then abhishek, then bipasha 1, then aishwarya ,then bipasha2 .. all in really long slow motions. By the way why was there a double role of Bipasha , cudnt the first one just colour her hair red , wear bikini and speak gibberish under the pretext of under cover .. come on , this wud have made more sense than identical twin ..
Stupid .. stupid .. stupid ..
And ya also .. even tho I am no technical person myself , I still cud see that editing was really bad ..
But I have to agree the stunts are good and the film is stylish .. for all except Abhishek .. gawd , he is lookin so tacky . and why is his stubble resembling my ma ‘s maternal brother , babbu mama’s , beard .. babbu mama used to dye his beard to hide grey hair . and in front of Hrithik, the contrast hurts .. it physically hurts. I like the guy yaar.
Ashwariya has looked plastic like always ( I don’t like her , so there ) .. bBpasha continues her bad acting like always, Uday Chopra yet again proves why he doesn’t get films outside his dad’s banner and this is second consecutive uncomfortable performance by Abhishek Bachan ( after umrao jaan)..
But there is one good thing in the movie … n it is **drumroll** Hrithik Roshan **drumroll**.. no one , yes no one has ever looked better than him on indian screen.. ever …so so good .. like really really hot (that was sunhari’s aatma in me)
I have always considered Hritik like the guy whom I wud like my sister to get married to , so no improper feelings for him ever …such a good boy …but after watching dhoom am keeping him for me … I had met him a couple of years back during this film’s premiere , of which my hubs was a part of . I had thot then that he was too beautiful, too perfect to be a man... I now regret letting him go when he hugged me then.. sheesh ..

i missed bloggin sigh

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that is why i am back ... again .
new page ... again .
promise to stay longer here ... again.

life has been more better than worse since i went away ... i changed my job 3 months back.. had one of the best holiday ever .. changed my hairstyle .. started putting makeup ( yeah its never too late ) .. and suddenly decided one day that i do want to have a baby ( no not right away ..) sooner than i thot ... met some really fine people.. lookin forward to the next year..

it is good to be back . oh yeah .