Saturday, May 28, 2011

Betrayal

Last night I realised life can hit you really hard. I am betrayed and I feel terrible. I never realised that there was a trap that was laid for me, I never did realise it, ever. I am shattered because I am betrayed by my best friend.  I want everyone to read this. Never commit such mistakes in life for which you have to repent for 3 hours.

Last night I called my best buddy Shilpa. We share this amazing comfort level and can talk about almost anything on this earth. We were talking about Dexter Morgan, it a serial that is aired on Star World. Last night it was the season finale of Dexter and the season ended well. So I was talking to Shilpa about that. We spoke about other things too (That I cannot pen down, else I am dead :P).

Out of the blue Shilpa says, "You are cute..." (thought bubble,"Whats wrong with Shilpa? Why is she saying I am cute???" Anyway I get alert....).The next sentence was a complete shocker and I almost lost all the words. I just couldn't reply.

"Pooj you are really nice"

"Thanks ships, but whats the matter..."

"Nothing, just know you are cute and nice"

"How sweet is that Ships"

"Alright Pooj you will see Kunfu Panda 2 with me...."

There I was berayed and trapped. I hate animated movies and my best buddy just knows the right moves to trap me. How clever!!!!!!!!! I had no option but to say yes. And I am going to sleep while the movie will be in progress, but give her company. I know no matter how alert I will be even in future not to be a victim to such clever games, I am still going to fall in the trap, that will be laid down by her. And the icing on the cake was her punch line,"Pooj I caught you off guard!!!!"

Friday, May 27, 2011

The love of my life :)

She looks amazing in red. I couldn't take my eyes off her when I saw her yesterday. She came with the gush of wind and the moment I saw her, it started to rain!!! I couldn't believe what I was experiencing. I was dumstruck. I didnt want to shut my eyes even for a microsecond, beacause I didnt want to loose a chance to admire her beauty.

I know this might sound a little absurd, but I am not ashamed to accept that I am in love with her. Her well carved body, amazing looks the way she moves are simply beyond any words. I am struggling to fight my heartbeats as I write about her. I have no clue how will I introduce her to my parents. Because however I wish and want it will be really tough for me to convince them, that she is the love of my life and I cannot be happy with anybody else but her.

I have decided to introduce her to my parents and to the world with no fear absolutely, for if its not today, its never. Her name is.....





































 Volkswagen Beetle

Engine
Type:2.5L 5-cylinder; 2.0L TDI; 2.0L TSI
Engine & Transmission
Power bhp (kW) at RPM:170 hp; 140hp; 200 hp
Torque lb-ft (Nm) at RPM:177lb-ft; 236lbs.-ft; 207 lbs.-ft
Exterior
Length168.4 in
Width72.1 in
Height58.5 in
Interior
AudioRCD 310 sound system with 8 speakers (includes dual tuner)
Navigation/EntertainmentRNS 315 featuring a 5-inch touchscreen,
SafetyVolkswagen’s advanced Intelligent Crash Response System w/ Electronic Stability Control (ESC), Driver & Front passenger airbags & Side Curtain Protection airbags (Front & Rear)
VisionBi-xenon headlights

I love you sweetheart. I promise you, you will be mine someday. In this lifetime or the other ;)

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Classified

I am a big Tom Cruise fan.... I must have seen Top Gun nearly a hundred times now...I love one particular dialog from the movie.

Maverick (That's Tom's calling name): "Its classified".

Instructor (the hot female lead in the movie): "Class.... what??"

Maverick:"It means I could tell you, but, then I'd have to kill you...."

I have totally fallen in love with the above lines, so much so that i keep using it in my day to day conversation.

We never realize how, at times we become completely "filmy". I was thinking what if I need a job change? What if I want to change my field completely? What will I do to earn my living? I came up with the conclusion that I can become a dialog writer with "apna film industry" Mere kalakari ka namuna sirf aapke liye :)

Raj: "I love you..."

Chandni: "I love you too, lekin bhuke peth bhi kabhi pyar hota hai bhala...."

Raj: "arey kyu ?"

Chandni: "Aaj mere hostel main khana nahi aaya..."

Raj: "Ab kya karegi, kya khayegi??"

Chandni: "Hostel ke baaju main annapoorna hai na waha kha lungi..."

Raj:"Aur sweet dish??"

Chandni:"Mai moti ho rahi hu, sweets khana chod diya hai...."

Camera is now focused on Raj (apne movie ka hero....). Raj is banging his head on the PCO ka telephone. He is thinking why on this earth girls don't have brains. Poor Raj was hoping Chandni could atleast say "Cadbury hai meethe main" if not "Tum ho na mai tumhe kha lungi..." Alright lets continue ;)

Raj: "Shaam main ghumne chalegi? Golgappe khayenge?"

Chandni:"Kaha na mai dieting par hu, kitne baar samjhau??"

Raj:"Thek hai hava khake aayenge, chal to sahi"

Chandni:"Hava he khani hai to, wo to mai apne hostel ke chat par bhi kha sakti hu, tere saath kyu chalu??"

Raj: "Thek hai mat chal, mujhe bhi koi shuak nahi hai, tere sath bahar jaane ka. Dubara phone bhi nahi karunga."

They both bang the phone!! And I realize what a mess I can be if I change my profession. 4 dialogs ke upar likhna itna mushkil hai, yeh pehle nahi pata tha.

Isiliye humari hindi movies main Raj aur Chandni nahi Raj aur Simran hai.....

It's not classified anymore :P

Friday, May 20, 2011

TWO AND A HALF STROKES.....


There is no electricity today. It’s extremely hot and humid in here. I am sitting near the window of my workstation. I dread looking outside the window as it is almost 45 degree Celsius. I am happy, atleast I have a roof above me to protect me from this life threatening heat.


Since the backup generator takes sometime to start, I thought I should divert my attention listening to some music. I plugged the i-pod to my ears. The song that was playing was “The Climb” by Miley Cyrus. Teenagers, especially girls, know only two females these days, Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus, pun intended!!

Like I always say there is a reason behind my liking for any song. So this song that I was listening was no different. The reason why I like this song is the two and a half strokes of violin towards the end of the first para. The anticipation of listening to those violin strokes and the joy I get after that, cannot be matched to any worldly pleasures.

Such is our life, just like the strokes of violin, we are the strings and God is the Bow. Very cleverly he tunes us and plays the melody he is fond of. Such is life, and its different strokes. Yet we manage to create a Unison of joy, sorrow, love , hatred, gain and loss. Such is our life….. A beautiful Melody J

P.S Lyrics: The Climb

I can almost see it, that dream I'm dreaming but, 

there's a voice inside my head saying, you'll never reach it. 

Every step I'm taking, every move I make feels 
lost with no direction, my faith is shaking, 
But I, I gotta keep trying. 
I gotta keep my head held high 



There's always gonna be another mountain. 

I'm always gonna wanna make it move. 
Always gonna be an uphill battle 
And sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. 
It ain't about how fast I get there, 
Ain't about whats waiting on the other side. 
It's the climb. 



The struggles I'm facing, 

The chances I'm taking, 
Sometimes might knock me down 
But no I'm not breaking. 
I may not know it 
But these are the moments that 
I'm gonna remember most, 
Yeah, just gotta keep going. 
And I, I got be strong. 





Gotta keep on pushing on, cuz 



There's always gonna be another mountain. 

I'm always gonna wanna make it move. 
Always gonna be an uphill battle. 
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. 
Ain't about how fast I get there, 
Ain't about whats waitin on the other side. 
Its the climb. 




Keep on moving, 

Keep climbing, 
Keep the faith, babe. 
It's all about, 
It's all about the climb. 
Keep the faith. 
keep your faith

I Promise....


“Why do you cry? I am never going to leave you ever. I will come back. I promise.”
Veer Singh Rathore, Rajputana Regiment, tall, dashing, young man. Those were his very words to his newly wedded wife Suman. Suman and Veer had known each other since 20 odd years. Suman’s parents had shifted to Kanpur when Suman was a new born. Veer was 3 then. They both grew up together went to the same school, played in the same courtyard. They had many friends in common, but evenings were spent at either Veer’s or Suman’s.

Time just passed by. There came a phase where both bid adieu to their childhood and had entered a phase called, “Youth”. Both wanted to carve a niche for themselves, wanted to make their parents proud. Veer always knew which direction he wanted to head towards. Suman also knew where she wanted to be. The only difference was she thought from her heart and he thought from his soul. Veer wanted to join the army and Suman wanted to be a part of Veer’s life.

Like any other evening Suman and Veer sat on the parapet wall of the common terrace. “Suman, will you marry me and take care of me and our kids all your life?” Suman always knew this is what she wanted, but she didn’t expect Veer would say it this way,all of a sudden!!!! Suman was overwhelmed and started to dream about her life with Veer. Veer interrupted her thoughts “Summi, you know I want to join the army, don’t you?” Suman looked at him and said, “Did I tell you how much I love you for this?”

May1999, Kargil War, an armed conflict between India and Pakistan. The reason of the war was the infiltration of Pakistani soldiers and Kashmiri militants into positions on the Indian side of the LOC. Veer’s vacation was cancelled and he was called back to serve his country. Veer immediately packed and was ready to return to where he was needed the most. He met his parents and then went into the room where Summi was sitting in one of the corners, weeping because she didn’t want Veer to leave. “I will come back victorious only for you; now let me go…..”

Veer left the room, never to return…..

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

MELANCHOLY

Oxford Dictionary meaning: Sad

Adjective, so it is... But why am I writing about this??

Last night I was listening to a Ghazal by Jagjit Singh, "Tere khushboo main base khat..."

I am trying so hard, to pen down the emotions but I am failing to do so. The depth of the lyrics made me think all night if such  love even exists, in today's world?

The melancholy in the voice of Jagjit Singhji made me stay awake all night and I have put the song on repeat mode on my i-pod. How I wish I could make you listen to the song, but be satisfied with the lyrics for the time being :)


Tere khushboo mei basey qat mai jalata kaise
Pyar mei dubey hue qat mei jalata kaise
Tere haathon ke likhe qat mai jalata kaise

Jinko dunia ki nigahon se chhupaye rakha
Jinko ek umr kaleje se lagaye rakha
Deen jinko, jinhe imaan banaye rakha

Tere khushboo mei basey qat mai jalata kaise...

Jinka har lafz mujhe yaad pani ki tarah
Yaad the mujhko jo paigam-e-zubani ki tarah
Mujhko pyare the jo anmol nishani ki tarah

Tere khushboo mei basey qat mai jalata kaise...

Tune dunia ki nigahon se jo bachkar likhe
Saal-ha-saal mere naam barabar likhe
Kabhi din mei to kabhi raat ko uthkar likhe


Tere khushboo mei basey qat mai jalata kaise
Pyar mei dubey hue qat mei jalata kaise
Tere haathon ke likhe qat mai jalata kaise

Tere qat aaj mai ganga mei baha doon
Tere qat aaj mai ganga mei baha doon
Aag behte hue pani mei laga doon.






Monday, May 9, 2011

And she smiles....

She walks, she talks and she smiles....

Sun shines when she wakes up in the morning, the world stops and stares just to see her brightness, she is a woman a phenomenal woman!!!

This mystery I am trying to unfold everyday, but the more I think about her, things get entangled. I forget the way I had to take, the turns the roads and the addresses. Somethings wrong with me. I am sitting infront of the television and just can't register anything, I am sitting on the dinner table and smile aimlessly.

She smiles and I skip a heartbeat. She smiles and I forget my sorrows, she smiles and I know there is no pain, she smiles and I know she is mine. She smile and I know I am the luckiest man alive.... She smiles and I smile with her.

"I am sorry my dear friend (I am not naming the person....) for I couldn't help but post this...." :)

Saturday, May 7, 2011

WTF!!!!

Some slangs have become a part of our daily conversations. "American slangs" thats what they are popularly known as. A few days back I was having one such conversation with my elder sister. She has been there in the US of A for many years now. So whenever we have a conversation it is very obvious we end up using one of those "F" words.

So me and my di are having  a very interesting talk about Porsche, she bought this amazing new car and was describing the features, the sleek looks the engine power, the alloy wheels. Everytime she spoke I used "FCUK" no, not "French Connection" come on guys I can't write that down, my mom reads my blog too!!!!!

Yeah, lets not deviate from the conversation....  My sister totally lost it, she started shouting on me... "Nicky (for those who don't know, its my nickname), listen to me" and I thought (thought bubble) "Oops too much of slang".... And my sister says, "have you ever thought after Monday and Tuesday comes Wednesday, Thursday, Friday (WTF!!!)" and I thought, "yes what the f***"!!!!!!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Dashboard Confessions....

New Post: I am blank, its been so many days, Passion Unlimited, has not written anything.

Edit Post: Yeah I know, until she writes, there can be no editing.

New Post: Finally your words made some sense, foolish you.

Edit Post: Look NP you better back out because if I get dirty, You will repent big time.

New Post: Thats what I exactly mean, you dirty rotten scoundrel. You have a filthy mind.

Edit Post: Enough of this nonsense NP you are crossing your limits. You better back out else you are a fried turkey.

New Post: Only cowards like you can speak this way, men with courage believe in doing things and not merely boasting about them.

Edit Post : Hey wait I guess Passion Unlimited has logged in. Lets see if she will write today or its a regular visit to the blog.

(Both eagerly wait to see the line of action...)

New Post: hahahahaha!!!!!! Looser EP, you are such a looser.... Passion Unlimited writes today.

Edit Post: You moron, I am sure she will edit the post too.... Humans are bound to err.

Passion Unlimited: Guys, please stop this. You are not letting me write. What is the stiff between you?

(Both New Post and Edit Post go in unison): He thinks he is more important.

Passion Unlimited: (Hearty laugh) OMG! you guys are just impossible. You know you are just like my parents   my mom gives me virtues, values, morals and yes not to forget awesome meals. My dad protects me, tells me what is good for me, helps me solving the puzzle called life. Without them I am just so incomplete, likewise without you guys my writing is incomplete. Its not about who is more important, its about who is there in our testing times. Like my mom and dad love me unconditionally you love my writing and help me improve. Without you NP I will never be able to enter the text and you, EP without you I will never be able to correct my mistakes. I love you both, trust me.....

New Post to Edit Post: Buddy I love you.

Edit Post to New Post: Alright, I forgive you, but I love Passion Unlimited a little more than you ;)

All three end up laughing..... Happy writing!!!!!!!