Friday, January 30, 2009
The recession
Where do people like us go?
Students although we are!..yet never like studying...
spending our student life in vellapan...
doing everything in the world except handling acads....
freaking to all the hells,
brooding into all wells...
...and so is our impression....fake polish of smartness, all that we are looking for is a placement..avoiding the scopes of further studies(no choice! ma parents want me to..)
All this I bla-out to enter into ma very post,joblessness in the prevailing era.
How to look at the brighter side of the recession???
Yes! at a time when news about employee lay-offs is hitting headlines,industry experts believe that this situation can be viewed as a blessing in disguise.
Utilising this tumultuous period as an opportunity to reassess one's long term career goals will help smoothen the journey.
Whether you call it a lay-off,downsizing or cost-cutting ...this all is very traumatic for the employees.Although its acceptable ..its far more important to move beyond emotions and utilise the available time to ,constructively ..to kick start the beginning of a new phase...that is optimising and enriching.
View the pink slip as a temporary hiccup in our career.Its a good time to get introspective by asking yourself questions that will help influence decisions like what kind of a job do i want,where do I want to work,where do my strenghts lie,should I change my area of specialisation,etc..
A pink slip can be viewed as an opportunity to explore other career avenues as well...also it offers opportunity to research,find new industries,markets,job roles etc..utilising this time for self-evaluation,trainings,fresher courses,projects as you even look at earning as well,during this period.
so ..for all the faces down..all you need is an optimistic approach and a willingness to learn!
source:astha channel (he!he)
thats it! an advice..yes futile from a thalwa like me..but still people do look at me as an empathetic friend.
Bid this good friend of yours a Bye now!!
till you see me again...
stay happy!!
with luv
astha
Thursday, January 29, 2009
SLUMDOG-MILLIONARE
MOVIE REVIEW: "Slumdog-millionare"
Cast: Anil Kapoor, Dev Patel, Frieda Pinto, Irrfan Khan, Saurabh Shukla
Director: Danny Boyle
Dharavi boy Jamal Malik, server of ‘chai’, keeper of secrets, is one of the wise. He’s learnt his wisdom on the streets, and he uses it to become a millionaire. Director Danny Boyle takes the bare bones of Vikas Swarup’s novel, and turns the film into an electric, visceral, kinetic feast, and an all-get-out entertainer. ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ is ‘Salaam Bombay’ on speed. Only it’s called Mumbai now. Blood, sweat, tears. And that other bodily fluid—shit— that no one likes to acknowledge, least of all mainstream meisters. Danny Boyle uses these elemental qualities to construct call centre ‘chaipau’ Jamal ( Dev Patel) , and his ‘bizarrely plausible’ ( in the delightful phrase of one of the characters) world, constantly teetering on the edge of collapse, constantly being shored by the grit and gumption of those who live in it. And gives us an unlikely hero who is a metaphor for our times. Yes, Jamal can. So can Latika ( Freida Pinto), his childhood sweetheart, who is also a product of the same sewage and lineage that he and his brother Salim come from. Their journey to young adulthood, fraught with many dangers, is not new for those who’ve seen Bollywood’s tryst with slum-homeless kids being blinded and maimed by beggar cartels is one of Hindi cinema’s oldest saddest tales, along with fresh virgins being readied to be deflowered by the highest bidder. Boyle invests old tropes with a welcome matter-of-factness, and is willing to learn on the job : his inordinate glee at showing his young urchin wallowing in human excrement is overtaken by Jamal’s unchecked exuberance - the slumdog conquers both the smell and the moment. When he first opens his mouth, the UK based ‘desi’ debutant Dev Patel seems all wrong, because of his clipped cadences. But almost immediately he settles into his groove, and, along with the marvellous young kids who play the leads’ younger selves, grows into being the film’s high point : Jamal is vulnerable yet strong, the fragile skin peeling off to reveal the steel underneath. Pinto is real, and keeps him able company. Irrfan Khan and Saurabh Shukla as the hectoring cops, and Mahesh Manjrekar as the brutal ‘bhai’, fit right in. Anil Kapoor, as the devious host of the game-show, turns in one of his most vivid, precise performances. And A R Rahman’s score is a triumph. ... contd
By Kunal KOhli:
Cast: Anil Kapoor, Dev Patel, Frieda Pinto, Irrfan Khan, Saurabh Shukla
Director: Danny Boyle
Dharavi boy Jamal Malik, server of ‘chai’, keeper of secrets, is one of the wise. He’s learnt his wisdom on the streets, and he uses it to become a millionaire. Director Danny Boyle takes the bare bones of Vikas Swarup’s novel, and turns the film into an electric, visceral, kinetic feast, and an all-get-out entertainer. ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ is ‘Salaam Bombay’ on speed. Only it’s called Mumbai now. Blood, sweat, tears. And that other bodily fluid—shit— that no one likes to acknowledge, least of all mainstream meisters. Danny Boyle uses these elemental qualities to construct call centre ‘chaipau’ Jamal ( Dev Patel) , and his ‘bizarrely plausible’ ( in the delightful phrase of one of the characters) world, constantly teetering on the edge of collapse, constantly being shored by the grit and gumption of those who live in it. And gives us an unlikely hero who is a metaphor for our times. Yes, Jamal can. So can Latika ( Freida Pinto), his childhood sweetheart, who is also a product of the same sewage and lineage that he and his brother Salim come from. Their journey to young adulthood, fraught with many dangers, is not new for those who’ve seen Bollywood’s tryst with slum-homeless kids being blinded and maimed by beggar cartels is one of Hindi cinema’s oldest saddest tales, along with fresh virgins being readied to be deflowered by the highest bidder. Boyle invests old tropes with a welcome matter-of-factness, and is willing to learn on the job : his inordinate glee at showing his young urchin wallowing in human excrement is overtaken by Jamal’s unchecked exuberance - the slumdog conquers both the smell and the moment. When he first opens his mouth, the UK based ‘desi’ debutant Dev Patel seems all wrong, because of his clipped cadences. But almost immediately he settles into his groove, and, along with the marvellous young kids who play the leads’ younger selves, grows into being the film’s high point : Jamal is vulnerable yet strong, the fragile skin peeling off to reveal the steel underneath. Pinto is real, and keeps him able company. Irrfan Khan and Saurabh Shukla as the hectoring cops, and Mahesh Manjrekar as the brutal ‘bhai’, fit right in. Anil Kapoor, as the devious host of the game-show, turns in one of his most vivid, precise performances. And A R Rahman’s score is a triumph. ... contd
By Kunal KOhli:
No matter what I say, people are liking or even loving this movie. Fair enough. Personally, I hated this movie.. absolutely. Not because it portrayed India in a bad light.. no... that is reality, we all know that. It was just a bad film. The 'fantastic' camera angles were real bad, the acting, except for the youngest kids, was terrible. Dev Patel can't act.. Period. He just hung around with a puppy dog expression.. Hell! he spoke with a Scottish accent. In all my 24 years, I have never, never come across any slum kid who can speak English with an American accent as the middle-segment kids. Anil Kapoor was way over the top, AR Rahman's music, though the brightest point of the movie, was not memorable, He's done waaayyyy better and not got anything for it. Lagaan was a way, way better film than this and got zilch for itself. We are stuck in a post-colonial hangover that makes us appreciate whatever a white man does.
At the end of the day though it is only a story, that potray's how out of great adversity and struggle some people make it through to brighter times. There are sinister underworlds in all countries and there are always people who will exploit the weak and needy.I thought the film was one rollercoaster ride ,full of tension,colour and exhilirating music. Perhaps people are uncomfortable looking at the poor and the conditions they have to live in, even if it is just a story...the same way we turn away or cross the road if we see a tramp begging in the street...if we turn away perhaps in our minds we think it won't exsist!
So i feel Slumdog Millionaire is a beautiful movie, beautifully made....and the movie winning all oscar nominations shud not come as a surprise but shud be seen as a logical reward to this well deserved craft........ but...... We have had so many movies made in india which were as beautiful as Slumdog if not better but because of lack of international exposure and awareness were not given the credit they were worth..... I hope this movie helps in creating a global interest in Indian cinema and if you loved Rahman, you would also love Lata Mangeshkar or Aamir Khan and many other jewels in Indian entertainment industry..
criticism....there are ..there will be..even would do so if asked to do!..
thats it...
let me sign off ...wait for ma next post...
till then stay cool!
with luv..
yours astha
RAAZ-2
Woke up unwillingly today at 8 in the morning...didnt have a good sleep ..had agreed to a friend's proposal of watching movies late night :Boys and girls(romantic) & ; the art of seduction(stupid)..The latter being boring..Contrary to being seductive..it acted as a sedative to sleep.Anyway I forgot to blog on the outing for the RAAZ-2 show..I compensate that with its review.To mention ...I did not much like it(4/10),except the music.
Raaz adds onto bollywood-type horror films(scenes copied from hollywood and other sources) Raaz mystery still be said to have been inspired by Indian myths and legends, which focuses on the relationship between good and evil. The film has a love story and superb music. The film has very patent and favorite actors of the Bhatt camp as Emraan Hashmi along with Kangana Ranaut.
Raaz 2' is set in contemporary India. The story is weaved around saint Kabir's idiom 'Bura jo dekhan main chala, bura na milya koi; jo dil khoja apna, toh mujh sa bura na koi,' meaning that the evil is within, and that is the message of the film.
: A brooding artist Prithvi mystical experiences and grayling owing vision Nandita, a woman he never met, as he paints on a canvas. At first Nandita refuses to believe him or reject him as an eccentric TALKER. Plagued by a series of deadly and Paranormal experiences, her reason crumbles in the face of fear. Now is one of the Prithvi paintings has revealed that her death-------------------------------------------------------------------------- That was all in context with the reel .Now peep into the real: rushed to the college..searching through the libraray card...ran to the class.Ma'm tauntingly didn't approve ma entrance being 15 mins late.However I got onto and imitataing others jotted down the never-to-be read things..in telegram-style(thats originally mine!)Had 2nd lecture free.Went to the library..didnt have much clue...hopeless as always ..could manage just one or two for the sem..leaving rest for others who had better idea of the course and who study the issued ones! dint attend the classes after that...enterd the room and sleeping out of the yesterday's tiredness (I guess so!).Went outta "elite" yesterday..after lunch ..witH frenz and returnedin the night at the specific time..Now while I'm typing out this all.. ma nice friends are busy in the seminaar at the CSblock.........and you can see I'm not there!..................... thats the best way I end crowning legal value to my blog.. see-you ..
take care!
regards!
astha
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
..continued
26th night,at our girls' hostel:
After the tea and the csc meeting,played a badminton match(I lost!).... All around its like this:
discussions over the orcha matter,the critical sorrow of the parents,criticism and brooding over the misfortune,getting most of the news from the boys who happened to go to the site..Eventually it comes out that there have not been satisfactory attempts to rescue the now dead boys.The matter very much tilting as a police case..specially the cross State..the M.P,U.P. issue..(water cannot be stopped..involves political matters).The other 3 companions hugely disturbed .. taken into custody ,facing the threats and assaults of the police.The body still has no signs giving high scope to the only two predictions now: gone with the immense flow of BETWA..since water had not been logged for more than 5 hours and the crocodiles...................yes! BETWA shelters them !
LATE IN THE NIGHT:
The boys getting wild...pleading the college authorities for help,the night-mode lights ,the search team ..etc etc...From all hostels ..they run to the site at 2-3 a.m...The first years climbing the locked gates and fences...The wardens ..the college administration sweating to control the situation.. students arguing ,negotiating ,asking .. the things turning more than hopeless! peace of the college till bus-stand to the orcha route..all so ill! Chakka -jaam..Raasta-roko,Hai-Hai!.. ..then Lathi-charge,beatings..frustation all around. AGM Jhansi visits the college..his stataement:"Main itna achha taiirak hun toh bhi pul ke paar jane ki zehmat nahin uthai..pata nai unke vivek ko kya...Betwa toh maut ki nadi hai..doobey ya fir magarmachch...." Media..mikes -cameras taking it all to notice but nothing helpful rendering from the college side. Temper rising at the girls' hostel as well.
AROUND THREE IN THE NIGHT:
Seniors call upon us.."IIIrd year ..jo jaag raha hai aa jao". We made aware of the critical situation beneath..Even getting the news of it all around 2 in the afternoon..no-one from the college happens to reach the venue before 7 in the evening(the 2 hr time in the mid).The ill-response..no-bother concern of the college at the issue..and their agreeing to the stupid police- advice:"andhera cha chuka hai..ab kal dekhenge jo hoga..waise bhi ab tak jaan toh chali hi gayi hogi".............and they all come back..to their family ..to their kids..no thought for those parents who no longer have the same...not even their dead! bodies.. Now seniors imparting the objective, instructing us all..charts,banners all prepared among the few awaked of the hostel,plan out for the protest ..the dharna at the acad-block at 6 early in the morning.
MORNING,27th JAN:
People waking in the dark...jo jaagta gaya ..auron ko leta gaya..all dressed in soot..hurried with the banners..charts to the acad.get to know about the 5-member faculty team that left for Orcha...at 5 in the morning. The director comes..the side-ones..then more of faculty,the HODs ,the teachers..the number increasing gradually!We raised ..we put hard..we resented..we retorted!..faculty find hard to do with us..All other than students and faculty also gather..the guards,the clerks,the sweepers,the electrician,the server room men..everybody..watching and listening.The hostel warden calls anubha(GS,the always hyper girl)..we tell her not to respond and continue with the dharna,the slogans..the questions:
"paani abhi tak kyon nahin roka gaya?"
"college administration ne itni dheel kyon ki?"
"itna irresponsible ravaiya kyon ..??"
"search kyun thapp rahi??.."
"divers kyu nahin bheje gaye?"
"aap log itne befikra kaise reh sakte hain?"
"agar aapke bachche hote toh kya aap aise chain se..??"
"...upar se aur students par maar-peet..lathi-charge,misbehaviour..."
"maamle ko itna chota kyon samjha gaya?"
In the mean time ..our warden reaches driving her alto..all set to be diplomtic,as she is always(it be settling disputes,mess issues ..etc).picks out a few representatives..talks to them personally....while we continue... Lot of negotiations... things calming with the brightness of the day...we sat down in front of the acad block..charts n banners all up high.. The matter turning through a few ones who wished to see the ground reality at the site itself..asking the college to let them to Orcha.This created further resentment..those to go ..their parents being called up..our warden talking so badly to them at phone..The bus arrives...................................girls go to hostels to take money-cells etc..and then....the hostel gates get locked!..who went found hard to return..Then a few of us(+me) go to the hostel ..to get them back,,we finally return to the acad with them after a lots this-thats..ergh!! Things getting peevish at the acads,rings-calls ..afra-tafri all around!Girls picked up individually..scolded,threatened ,being shouted upon! We still raise our criticism..followed by their irrelevant replies or excuses..to say. The administration getting harsh on us...Even the sun was harsh.....afternoon striking us more harsh..It was turning a bhook-hadtaal,the scenario getting tiring and peevish... adding to it the exertion..shouts were turning sweats.We were once again sitting dull on the street at the acads,begging courtesy of the sun through dupattas on head...faces red,eyes squeased..but anger still alive......All this against the disgusting spectators who sat comfortably on the chairs in the shade. We did not break wild before a phone call saying that one of the bodies were found...BUT! shocking to know it being within 100 mtrs only...Bloody heck!!!!! so nothing had been done uptill now....Orcha ..a rafting spot..just impossible to believe of non availability of divers...This time I was clear enough to raise the questions.....followed by all.... "If the body could be found by the search team within half an hour...whre was it all uptill now??"
"those solace(so called) from them since morning had been so fake??"
"kal sara din kya kiya kiya gaya?"
"jo do divers gaye they ..wo sirf formality thi?"
"kya wo bach sakte they??? chattan pakdey..kya wo thand se mar gaye??" ...
"administration ne toh koi pressure daala hee nahin...kya wo army ki madad nahin le sakte they?"
"bodies ko paani mey sadney ke liye ...??"
"Was the management waiting it to swell-up and rise over the surface?" .....
In the course we heard of the other body being found....The condition of the bodies disclosed later...No eyes,No lips,No.....i find hard to proceed further.If the things as the same had been done yesterday...may be the bodies could have been in better condition..or saved in case of a miracle! The faculty stuff...and the others falsely justifying their efforts............We turned our backs throwing out charts...walked out before they..........."College prashasan ..hai-hai!!!".... The two souls being Ravi (CE) & Ankit(IT)...Ankit's mother fainted on reaching the hostel.About him only if I recall..one among those names I anchored at the branch freshers' party for the intro.....against an intro as depressing as this!! ...
thats it.No college,no class today..
condolence tomorrow at 9.30 A.M.
May their souls rest in peace!!
After the tea and the csc meeting,played a badminton match(I lost!).... All around its like this:
discussions over the orcha matter,the critical sorrow of the parents,criticism and brooding over the misfortune,getting most of the news from the boys who happened to go to the site..Eventually it comes out that there have not been satisfactory attempts to rescue the now dead boys.The matter very much tilting as a police case..specially the cross State..the M.P,U.P. issue..(water cannot be stopped..involves political matters).The other 3 companions hugely disturbed .. taken into custody ,facing the threats and assaults of the police.The body still has no signs giving high scope to the only two predictions now: gone with the immense flow of BETWA..since water had not been logged for more than 5 hours and the crocodiles...................yes! BETWA shelters them !
LATE IN THE NIGHT:
The boys getting wild...pleading the college authorities for help,the night-mode lights ,the search team ..etc etc...From all hostels ..they run to the site at 2-3 a.m...The first years climbing the locked gates and fences...The wardens ..the college administration sweating to control the situation.. students arguing ,negotiating ,asking .. the things turning more than hopeless! peace of the college till bus-stand to the orcha route..all so ill! Chakka -jaam..Raasta-roko,Hai-Hai!.. ..then Lathi-charge,beatings..frustation all around. AGM Jhansi visits the college..his stataement:"Main itna achha taiirak hun toh bhi pul ke paar jane ki zehmat nahin uthai..pata nai unke vivek ko kya...Betwa toh maut ki nadi hai..doobey ya fir magarmachch...." Media..mikes -cameras taking it all to notice but nothing helpful rendering from the college side. Temper rising at the girls' hostel as well.
AROUND THREE IN THE NIGHT:
Seniors call upon us.."IIIrd year ..jo jaag raha hai aa jao". We made aware of the critical situation beneath..Even getting the news of it all around 2 in the afternoon..no-one from the college happens to reach the venue before 7 in the evening(the 2 hr time in the mid).The ill-response..no-bother concern of the college at the issue..and their agreeing to the stupid police- advice:"andhera cha chuka hai..ab kal dekhenge jo hoga..waise bhi ab tak jaan toh chali hi gayi hogi".............and they all come back..to their family ..to their kids..no thought for those parents who no longer have the same...not even their dead! bodies.. Now seniors imparting the objective, instructing us all..charts,banners all prepared among the few awaked of the hostel,plan out for the protest ..the dharna at the acad-block at 6 early in the morning.
MORNING,27th JAN:
People waking in the dark...jo jaagta gaya ..auron ko leta gaya..all dressed in soot..hurried with the banners..charts to the acad.get to know about the 5-member faculty team that left for Orcha...at 5 in the morning. The director comes..the side-ones..then more of faculty,the HODs ,the teachers..the number increasing gradually!We raised ..we put hard..we resented..we retorted!..faculty find hard to do with us..All other than students and faculty also gather..the guards,the clerks,the sweepers,the electrician,the server room men..everybody..watching and listening.The hostel warden calls anubha(GS,the always hyper girl)..we tell her not to respond and continue with the dharna,the slogans..the questions:
"paani abhi tak kyon nahin roka gaya?"
"college administration ne itni dheel kyon ki?"
"itna irresponsible ravaiya kyon ..??"
"search kyun thapp rahi??.."
"divers kyu nahin bheje gaye?"
"aap log itne befikra kaise reh sakte hain?"
"agar aapke bachche hote toh kya aap aise chain se..??"
"...upar se aur students par maar-peet..lathi-charge,misbehaviour..."
"maamle ko itna chota kyon samjha gaya?"
In the mean time ..our warden reaches driving her alto..all set to be diplomtic,as she is always(it be settling disputes,mess issues ..etc).picks out a few representatives..talks to them personally....while we continue... Lot of negotiations... things calming with the brightness of the day...we sat down in front of the acad block..charts n banners all up high.. The matter turning through a few ones who wished to see the ground reality at the site itself..asking the college to let them to Orcha.This created further resentment..those to go ..their parents being called up..our warden talking so badly to them at phone..The bus arrives...................................girls go to hostels to take money-cells etc..and then....the hostel gates get locked!..who went found hard to return..Then a few of us(+me) go to the hostel ..to get them back,,we finally return to the acad with them after a lots this-thats..ergh!! Things getting peevish at the acads,rings-calls ..afra-tafri all around!Girls picked up individually..scolded,threatened ,being shouted upon! We still raise our criticism..followed by their irrelevant replies or excuses..to say. The administration getting harsh on us...Even the sun was harsh.....afternoon striking us more harsh..It was turning a bhook-hadtaal,the scenario getting tiring and peevish... adding to it the exertion..shouts were turning sweats.We were once again sitting dull on the street at the acads,begging courtesy of the sun through dupattas on head...faces red,eyes squeased..but anger still alive......All this against the disgusting spectators who sat comfortably on the chairs in the shade. We did not break wild before a phone call saying that one of the bodies were found...BUT! shocking to know it being within 100 mtrs only...Bloody heck!!!!! so nothing had been done uptill now....Orcha ..a rafting spot..just impossible to believe of non availability of divers...This time I was clear enough to raise the questions.....followed by all.... "If the body could be found by the search team within half an hour...whre was it all uptill now??"
"those solace(so called) from them since morning had been so fake??"
"kal sara din kya kiya kiya gaya?"
"jo do divers gaye they ..wo sirf formality thi?"
"kya wo bach sakte they??? chattan pakdey..kya wo thand se mar gaye??" ...
"administration ne toh koi pressure daala hee nahin...kya wo army ki madad nahin le sakte they?"
"bodies ko paani mey sadney ke liye ...??"
"Was the management waiting it to swell-up and rise over the surface?" .....
In the course we heard of the other body being found....The condition of the bodies disclosed later...No eyes,No lips,No.....i find hard to proceed further.If the things as the same had been done yesterday...may be the bodies could have been in better condition..or saved in case of a miracle! The faculty stuff...and the others falsely justifying their efforts............We turned our backs throwing out charts...walked out before they..........."College prashasan ..hai-hai!!!".... The two souls being Ravi (CE) & Ankit(IT)...Ankit's mother fainted on reaching the hostel.About him only if I recall..one among those names I anchored at the branch freshers' party for the intro.....against an intro as depressing as this!! ...
thats it.No college,no class today..
condolence tomorrow at 9.30 A.M.
May their souls rest in peace!!
THE BLACK SUNDAY
the calendar date:
26th january 2009..
initiating the day with the marathon,the parade and the flag-hoisting followed by the literary young-india events,and then the cultural meet....all this very contrary to a dark republic day..for the college and for us,the students..the young indeed! a group of some boys..all students of first year of our college plan a trip to Orcha(M.P.)..few kms away from the college into the M.P. border.Orcha has been a very popular historical(bundelkhandiya) as well as religious spot(Shri ram & Balram)..the Kila..the temple..the bridge and most importantly the flouncy..flowing river BETWA..over the rocks.Throughout the season tourists from all around the world come to this place of ethnic beauty.Me being a third yr student priviledged with a fine company of friends..have atleast been 5-6 times..last it was 27 dec after the sem exams.. Also to your knowledge..ma last birthday treat had been at Orcha. Reason, why they chose it to be today..can be attributed to an escape from the many events..tagged "compulsary for first yr" , on account of republic day in which students(Ist yr. necessarily) willingly or not have to participate..else threatened (or any other means adopted by the seniors...more so in case of boys).Now why did they have to do this??What if I reply to it like this:"Even me(yes this blogger!)and my friends made out of it our first Orcha trip..and since then(3 huge years!) we've been repeating it so often!"
Now.. rather than much predecting what happened to the boys there..what they did there ..the final tragic story is that two out of them drowned in the river ...to more say flown with it sans any trace of their body! Their friends utterly panicked..went mad searching them..weeping bitterly ,seeking all help..all in the end of no avail! The college authority is furious at the matter ..concerning it against its reputation...phones,police,questions all around..The same with among us all and is so derived that the "government" college has let abandoned the search rating it as futile! ofcourse as to what the stupid police agrees!
Now what next? Are they cruel and insane enough to speak it all to the suffered parents??Well,no reply from me this time..except my sympathy to the parents and relatives. Angry at such a disgusting attitude of the college..the search being left after only some hours..the students decide to throw a protest at the director's gate tomorrow early morning.Also, standing with the decision of boycott of the classes.(I support it all!) At ma personal level ..I fail to analyse this whole issue ..including the protest and the matter where it may head to..
The little/large i could derive is:"Republican we stand ..Republican we fall"..
that we feel we are one..
and one of the "one-of-us"..
JAI-HO!
26th january 2009..
initiating the day with the marathon,the parade and the flag-hoisting followed by the literary young-india events,and then the cultural meet....all this very contrary to a dark republic day..for the college and for us,the students..the young indeed! a group of some boys..all students of first year of our college plan a trip to Orcha(M.P.)..few kms away from the college into the M.P. border.Orcha has been a very popular historical(bundelkhandiya) as well as religious spot(Shri ram & Balram)..the Kila..the temple..the bridge and most importantly the flouncy..flowing river BETWA..over the rocks.Throughout the season tourists from all around the world come to this place of ethnic beauty.Me being a third yr student priviledged with a fine company of friends..have atleast been 5-6 times..last it was 27 dec after the sem exams.. Also to your knowledge..ma last birthday treat had been at Orcha. Reason, why they chose it to be today..can be attributed to an escape from the many events..tagged "compulsary for first yr" , on account of republic day in which students(Ist yr. necessarily) willingly or not have to participate..else threatened (or any other means adopted by the seniors...more so in case of boys).Now why did they have to do this??What if I reply to it like this:"Even me(yes this blogger!)and my friends made out of it our first Orcha trip..and since then(3 huge years!) we've been repeating it so often!"
Now.. rather than much predecting what happened to the boys there..what they did there ..the final tragic story is that two out of them drowned in the river ...to more say flown with it sans any trace of their body! Their friends utterly panicked..went mad searching them..weeping bitterly ,seeking all help..all in the end of no avail! The college authority is furious at the matter ..concerning it against its reputation...phones,police,questions all around..The same with among us all and is so derived that the "government" college has let abandoned the search rating it as futile! ofcourse as to what the stupid police agrees!
Now what next? Are they cruel and insane enough to speak it all to the suffered parents??Well,no reply from me this time..except my sympathy to the parents and relatives. Angry at such a disgusting attitude of the college..the search being left after only some hours..the students decide to throw a protest at the director's gate tomorrow early morning.Also, standing with the decision of boycott of the classes.(I support it all!) At ma personal level ..I fail to analyse this whole issue ..including the protest and the matter where it may head to..
The little/large i could derive is:"Republican we stand ..Republican we fall"..
that we feel we are one..
and one of the "one-of-us"..
JAI-HO!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
NAAGIN
Well...the roamer instinct in me has never rested me at ease..I always hang around to places ...just anywhere and everywhere,,with or without purpose...............and in the course autos are what i choose for most of the commutation....Among the ones I mention are those of Lko,Hyderabad and Jhansi.......Now what does that mean now...Do I get a crush on the auto-walas or am I a transport-agent or so.......No ! plzzz dont intrude such ideas in your mind........just read this.....I beg your pardon this gets long enough!
NAAGIN*****
Do these 5 stars over the title force you to think of the remake of the hit 90's film of "shridevi-rishi kapoor"..yes ! yes! amrish puri ..the villain!...Now the script goes hereby...............
Light!!! Action !!!! camera!!!!!!! YO!!! An ordinary auto-driver....from a small village of uttar pradesh.. young ,,dynamic.... dreams in his eyes....terror in his voice... worked hard ....day n night wished to earn a taxi of his own...and then ride back to his village....""ma -baapu!! gaadi laya hun..... haan bapu!! ab tum ganne ke kheiton tak paidal nahin jaoge....nahin maa!! tu bhi bailgaadi se maike nahin jayegi...haan ma!! tera beta tujhe apni apni gaadi pe bithaiga!! main hoon naa!!"....dreaming so he waved his hand on his hair like Shahrukh of Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman! but..... destiny had its own plans! One day he saw a girl...... ...his young heart knew no bound...understood no barrier.....floated over the air (smoke) of..............petrol i guess!!nadaaan bhool gaya tha k petrol ki keemat mehngi pad sakti hai! He went to the girl.....clad in jeans out a college gate was the lady in her sweet voice.."Bhaiya ....sadar chaloge??" Lost in admiration....he said"Madamji ....aap jahaan kahengi ..le chalunga"...The girl smiled and sat in the auto.....Ahh!! fir kya tha!!Never was he so happy ...he just flew his auto full speed ...bole toh!! ekdum rapchik style!...properly setting his hair in the rear mirror.............took a shy look at the girl and thought of stuffs like:: Red roses...filmi songs ..mithun daa dance..."I am a street dancer! oao oaoo!!..." And on reaching sadar..he refused to take the fare.."Nahin madamji aapse nahin...."Surprised was the girl .."Arre nahin!! le lo bhaiya.." Terrified to hear "bhaiya" again.....he took the money and wrapped it in his hankerchief carefully.. ..kept staring at the lady until she faded... Restless was his heart since then.. He lingered around the college-campus .... and the girls' hostel in search of the girl...And after a hard work of around two months ...he got to know her name: Richa!..... ah!the queen of his heart! drove dozen times a day in the campus to see the girl................ And one day ..he gathered all courage to propose her!!! Brave was his soul indeed! What do you think happened then??..slap/smile ..whatttt????? ...Neither of the two happened!She just stared and moved on............ Perplexed ...he murmured..."She loves me-she loves me not!..Yes-No...Yes-No.."...and he went mad...madder. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ..The story does not end here..but .......did i mention that it is a real story??? yes!!...The girl had been the former final year student of our college....yes she is no more in the college...Initially unaware of this he ran his auto numerous times in search of the girl...annoyed by his irritating ..terrible horn tone..girls called him naagin*...(I wonder why he chose to....did he find her a she-snake who would follow the beeen???) Presently he is the appointed as the guard at the main gate of the college..I dont know who the hell handed him the job!People say he sits on his chair staring at the highway in the anticipation if one day she happens to come to the college....he can meet her...speak out his feelings to her!! .....
But the point is.....
Why would the girl come back?? ...
for HIM????????????????????????????
ah!!!! a thousand question marks would be UN-enough to show the awkwardness of this fact!
What is this love?????? ...an illusion anyway!!
but for the naagin*...love is no worse than poison...
slowly but surely it kills him!
Light!!! Action !!!! camera!!!!!!! YO!!! An ordinary auto-driver....from a small village of uttar pradesh.. young ,,dynamic.... dreams in his eyes....terror in his voice... worked hard ....day n night wished to earn a taxi of his own...and then ride back to his village....""ma -baapu!! gaadi laya hun..... haan bapu!! ab tum ganne ke kheiton tak paidal nahin jaoge....nahin maa!! tu bhi bailgaadi se maike nahin jayegi...haan ma!! tera beta tujhe apni apni gaadi pe bithaiga!! main hoon naa!!"....dreaming so he waved his hand on his hair like Shahrukh of Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman! but..... destiny had its own plans! One day he saw a girl...... ...his young heart knew no bound...understood no barrier.....floated over the air (smoke) of..............petrol i guess!!nadaaan bhool gaya tha k petrol ki keemat mehngi pad sakti hai! He went to the girl.....clad in jeans out a college gate was the lady in her sweet voice.."Bhaiya ....sadar chaloge??" Lost in admiration....he said"Madamji ....aap jahaan kahengi ..le chalunga"...The girl smiled and sat in the auto.....Ahh!! fir kya tha!!Never was he so happy ...he just flew his auto full speed ...bole toh!! ekdum rapchik style!...properly setting his hair in the rear mirror.............took a shy look at the girl and thought of stuffs like:: Red roses...filmi songs ..mithun daa dance..."I am a street dancer! oao oaoo!!..." And on reaching sadar..he refused to take the fare.."Nahin madamji aapse nahin...."Surprised was the girl .."Arre nahin!! le lo bhaiya.." Terrified to hear "bhaiya" again.....he took the money and wrapped it in his hankerchief carefully.. ..kept staring at the lady until she faded... Restless was his heart since then.. He lingered around the college-campus .... and the girls' hostel in search of the girl...And after a hard work of around two months ...he got to know her name: Richa!..... ah!the queen of his heart! drove dozen times a day in the campus to see the girl................ And one day ..he gathered all courage to propose her!!! Brave was his soul indeed! What do you think happened then??..slap/smile ..whatttt????? ...Neither of the two happened!She just stared and moved on............ Perplexed ...he murmured..."She loves me-she loves me not!..Yes-No...Yes-No.."...and he went mad...madder. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ..The story does not end here..but .......did i mention that it is a real story??? yes!!...The girl had been the former final year student of our college....yes she is no more in the college...Initially unaware of this he ran his auto numerous times in search of the girl...annoyed by his irritating ..terrible horn tone..girls called him naagin*...(I wonder why he chose to....did he find her a she-snake who would follow the beeen???) Presently he is the appointed as the guard at the main gate of the college..I dont know who the hell handed him the job!People say he sits on his chair staring at the highway in the anticipation if one day she happens to come to the college....he can meet her...speak out his feelings to her!! .....
But the point is.....
Why would the girl come back?? ...
for HIM????????????????????????????
ah!!!! a thousand question marks would be UN-enough to show the awkwardness of this fact!
What is this love?????? ...an illusion anyway!!
but for the naagin*...love is no worse than poison...
slowly but surely it kills him!
Monday, January 19, 2009
WHAT IS THIS??
"WHAT IS THIS"
mood:an interrogative poetess who is bewildered by something unknown..and this is constantly haunting her.. She provokes "this" to come in front..and seeks answers to what she faces...
Here is how it goes.....
never were the days so helpless...
never were the nights so restless..
*what is this.. crawling in me..
*what is this.. howling at me..
pushing me down.
aching me deep.
striking me hard..
snatching my diet..
slapping me quiet......
demises my health like a cruel insect..
sucks blood mine ..it does infect..
this holds me terrible..
this scrolls me scribble. ...
stops my way every now and thenn....
like rascals..but i'd bark! at themm.!.
but what do i do with this?*
In the nights i chase this....
In the days i face this..
everytime this is failing me murder..
everytime this is hoping me surrender..
and everytime this is blaming me offender..
*what is this?
oh!what is this...
mood:an interrogative poetess who is bewildered by something unknown..and this is constantly haunting her.. She provokes "this" to come in front..and seeks answers to what she faces...
Here is how it goes.....
never were the days so helpless...
never were the nights so restless..
*what is this.. crawling in me..
*what is this.. howling at me..
pushing me down.
aching me deep.
striking me hard..
snatching my diet..
slapping me quiet......
demises my health like a cruel insect..
sucks blood mine ..it does infect..
this holds me terrible..
this scrolls me scribble. ...
stops my way every now and thenn....
like rascals..but i'd bark! at themm.!.
but what do i do with this?*
In the nights i chase this....
In the days i face this..
everytime this is failing me murder..
everytime this is hoping me surrender..
and everytime this is blaming me offender..
*what is this?
oh!what is this...
Dhyanchand..the WIZARD!
Long Post!
halo friends ..well.. all 10 of us had a nice time out today!however exhausted i am.. but wish to put it all before you ....and it marks one of the fine trips our group has had!yesterday at the canteen we convinced poorva,nishi n kunal(specially him)for the treat on account of the prize money they won at IITK at antragni!
we girls stepped out of the hostel at 12.30 noon (excuse me for being late!).. boys didnt show any of their shadows while we crossed the central canteen..khair we got.. NAAGIN* he he!! !..no ! its not a reptile..its an auto to your wonder!!..ma readers would get to know all about NAAgin* at the other post..khair it(naagin*) hissed us to the main gate..and there.. was the serpent* (refer to the naagin post) who stared sharply while counting "ek!! do ! teeen chaar...!!"at the entry point.From there we headed to the Govinda canteen out the campus..We sat at ease resting ourselves ..engaging in fun chats! periodically commenting n mocking at those boys..who took just too very long(45-50 mins) ..all that i think to work out their beauty stuffs like: 1.Their extra wet gel-ed hair..combing and extra combing..though most of them may be white! 2.lotion pre-post shave ..whatever it may be. 3.mosturizers and all.. 4.Their outfits. 5.accesories like bracelets ..watches..caps..bands..etc.. ma male readers may excuse me for the above lines in the guise of the w8ng-frustation of the girls!i'm just too bad an observer to be bothered for what others carry on with!!and even if they do so ..its hard to find any wrong with it..thats their freedom of choice!nyway..we posed as calm as we could when they came..and then in a mega auto ..we proceeded to seepri..our destination.At seepri "9 2 11"..the favourite restaurant,we ate full(me paneer dosa)!and yes! to mention the soda-lime at the end..10 cheers..a perfect coup-d-grace!! and then we marched to the pahadi..the stairs ..i couldnt count..but we were indeed red faced reaching the top!while we were panting ..i suggested that we must track up the adjacent pahadi..A few said no out of exertion initially but couldnt resist the temptation seeing us at athe top.It was fun climbing on the hill(the rocky heighted mass visible from the train at the agra route).Me ..it had been real fun...felt like that of a roadie task..brave..rough-tough types ..of which i watch with gr8 interest!!and right up there!! at the top..i really felt the world on ma foot with the cool breeze greeting the climbers!the whole of jhansi visible from there ..the house-roofs..people like ants..crawling over the landscape!We spent much time there..some snaps..hahaha masti fun altogether..it was all so great at the toP!And.... most importantly..Dhyanchand! the wizard.. who glorified the indian hockey..Hitler well admired him as a magician.We really need many magicians like him at this hour.. Indian Hockey certainly needs attention.If only we had those golden days back again!.........yes! yes!!i was dutiful enough to convey this all to ma fellow friends..sportsperson like me pay the hearted salute to Sir Dhyanchand..and straining our nerves in climbing up the double height felt just well sporty!!!
halo friends ..well.. all 10 of us had a nice time out today!however exhausted i am.. but wish to put it all before you ....and it marks one of the fine trips our group has had!yesterday at the canteen we convinced poorva,nishi n kunal(specially him)for the treat on account of the prize money they won at IITK at antragni!
we girls stepped out of the hostel at 12.30 noon (excuse me for being late!).. boys didnt show any of their shadows while we crossed the central canteen..khair we got.. NAAGIN* he he!! !..no ! its not a reptile..its an auto to your wonder!!..ma readers would get to know all about NAAgin* at the other post..khair it(naagin*) hissed us to the main gate..and there.. was the serpent* (refer to the naagin post) who stared sharply while counting "ek!! do ! teeen chaar...!!"at the entry point.From there we headed to the Govinda canteen out the campus..We sat at ease resting ourselves ..engaging in fun chats! periodically commenting n mocking at those boys..who took just too very long(45-50 mins) ..all that i think to work out their beauty stuffs like: 1.Their extra wet gel-ed hair..combing and extra combing..though most of them may be white! 2.lotion pre-post shave ..whatever it may be. 3.mosturizers and all.. 4.Their outfits. 5.accesories like bracelets ..watches..caps..bands..etc.. ma male readers may excuse me for the above lines in the guise of the w8ng-frustation of the girls!i'm just too bad an observer to be bothered for what others carry on with!!and even if they do so ..its hard to find any wrong with it..thats their freedom of choice!nyway..we posed as calm as we could when they came..and then in a mega auto ..we proceeded to seepri..our destination.At seepri "9 2 11"..the favourite restaurant,we ate full(me paneer dosa)!and yes! to mention the soda-lime at the end..10 cheers..a perfect coup-d-grace!! and then we marched to the pahadi..the stairs ..i couldnt count..but we were indeed red faced reaching the top!while we were panting ..i suggested that we must track up the adjacent pahadi..A few said no out of exertion initially but couldnt resist the temptation seeing us at athe top.It was fun climbing on the hill(the rocky heighted mass visible from the train at the agra route).Me ..it had been real fun...felt like that of a roadie task..brave..rough-tough types ..of which i watch with gr8 interest!!and right up there!! at the top..i really felt the world on ma foot with the cool breeze greeting the climbers!the whole of jhansi visible from there ..the house-roofs..people like ants..crawling over the landscape!We spent much time there..some snaps..hahaha masti fun altogether..it was all so great at the toP!And.... most importantly..Dhyanchand! the wizard.. who glorified the indian hockey..Hitler well admired him as a magician.We really need many magicians like him at this hour.. Indian Hockey certainly needs attention.If only we had those golden days back again!.........yes! yes!!i was dutiful enough to convey this all to ma fellow friends..sportsperson like me pay the hearted salute to Sir Dhyanchand..and straining our nerves in climbing up the double height felt just well sporty!!!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Lohri!!
hi guys,,,kee gal hai!!!mast?
oye praji ! bhangra pale!!
haan parjayiji!! giddakitta!!
..yes friends festive mood!!happy lohri to all..i talk of lohri...the festival of couples..North India celebrates this day with lots fun n ewnjoyment,,,couples n children gather around bonfire..sing and dance..shava-shava!!!dhoom lakka..lakk!
..while many would be uptil now! treating me a punjabi...no i'm not the least!..just that we'll have bonfire at the colony park and stuffs like ladies' geet etc...
And me..i'll be hopping at fun!...Plzzz....no yar! i'm not going to fun to meet anyone..! or spend some hours with boyfriend -material...have idli-dosa ,,roam about at bikes,, or share sutta!!c'mon guys...!!.. cant you stop smoking? bloody inhale-outhale..whatcharm is that?
and then coughing over it! shit!!!forming helics of smoke and flying overit with your lover! how stupid!just look at me!! i mean i havent touched it ...for exactly a year now!!
LOHRI has to be a merry making season ..u've got to lit fire..sans smoke!! u've got to enlighten yourselves and others too!!! so get set for your jodi..ho jjaye dance pe chance!!...enjoy lohri ..while i plan out @fun!..And for those..who've been searching tobacco...lemme tell i'm moving single!All LKO frena have moved to college..me too the day after!..The other two ..who've been visiting me of late have got stuffs to do today! yeah ! we had long gossips,,chattings..this and that...................
Ok dear readers!! while i sign off....i promiseto see you at jhansi ..entering 6th sem ...a thalwa ! right!!!
Till then ..
take care!!
have fun with your jodi!!
with love*
astha..
Monday, January 5, 2009
home
..finally i'm home after a lot of troubles.North In dia trappe d by harsh cold makes it even harsh for the railways.Trains are cancelled ..others are late..it was really a heck reaching lko from jhansi.We took our ticket till lko but intercity (very late )refused to proceed from knp.All the lc's cancelled..trains:"anishchit kaleen "late..we wondered what to do while parents kept calling now and then.tHanks to ankur and kamran who knew enough of knp..its autos and bus sations to land at lko(alambagh)...further buses to gmtnagar...
once have i travelled through bus frm chandigarh to simla..that too luxury bus..next i'd had it yesterday...i wonder if it was adventurous.!!
Khair mom greeted me with paneer in the evening(late).Dad wasnt in the city though...
No net connection however i'm really looking for fruitful holidays..
Hearing about placements inb feb..thinking what to do in the direction...tough competittion all around ..saw the newspaper today.."the slum snatched an iitian talent off the country"..THe slum has had its toll on the sw engrs..seniors arent getting joining letters..2009 is gonna be tough...i wonder if we 'd hv to look for more options(GRE+CAT).
THATS it for today..leaving for mandir with mom...
Thursday, January 1, 2009
AQUA-QUEEN
.. SHE.. ..
hands stretched ...
eyes open! ..
eyes no glitter...
hands no weapon..
unknown...
unsailed..no flow driven..... ..
SHE..
rides over the bubble...
on her fate-slate no scribble..
just fins....no legs to cripple...
turning round as the waves shuffle..
unique though found..yet i mingle..
across the limits..
left the ocean behind...
teared through waves..
lest one should find..
come! follow my way..
as the circles rewind..
reaching the pinnacle..
chorus of a kind... ..
SHE.....
the deep-drowned..
the marine.... ..............
or the way..... i define.... ... ....
... the 'undefined'!!..
hands stretched ...
eyes open! ..
eyes no glitter...
hands no weapon..
unknown...
unsailed..no flow driven..... ..
SHE..
rides over the bubble...
on her fate-slate no scribble..
just fins....no legs to cripple...
turning round as the waves shuffle..
unique though found..yet i mingle..
across the limits..
left the ocean behind...
teared through waves..
lest one should find..
come! follow my way..
as the circles rewind..
reaching the pinnacle..
chorus of a kind... ..
SHE.....
the deep-drowned..
the marine.... ..............
or the way..... i define.... ... ....
... the 'undefined'!!..
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Hey friends!!happy new year! new year ..new hopes ..new ambitions..new dreams..may all fulfill this year..i'v brought here for you all masti- mazaa on account of new year!
The 31st dec 08 ..as I'd told you ..the vodka that night had been great!although shots didnt have much effect. Rashi and me were surprised to see each other so poised.we had expected we'll go mad ..loose our senses..or as to well say..we would fly*(I remember who said this)A table lamp+two laptops with bryan adam's romantic songs.we tried to manage a publy scene(beg your kindness..we are mere beginners:)) .Rashi made the peg(dew+vodka)..and with a three cheer roar!we took it across the throat!It was then she realized that she had a long food pipe..and i corrected it to be oesophagus(he... he).We felt like acid-thing(burning) pass through our throat to stomach(It burnt there too!).We were awaiting the post affects..while I assured Rashi "Abey!ekdum se nahi..thoda wait karr..abhi chadegi!!"Rashi..it was her first time..mine beer a few times but vodka never before!Then the second turn..we decided we'll finish it all.cheers again!!! we took another shot!..now while we were discussing about some tastesand brands of vodka..i shared with her ma past experiences..and in the mean time vodka had its toll!felt eyes heavy..damping..palms went red!!!things shaky..dizziness capturing us..oh!!.....giggling and laughing(he he!! ha ha!!)..manifestation of cute,offensive,personal tongue...but still wewere certain of our senses..and then we concluded we ought to take little more to fly*(actually!)..We both inspected each others' talk-walk style,,gesture..and body language ..found it convincing..at the same time when dizziness was even more prevailingon us.I felt something suppressing me heavily!circles on ma retina , started feeling consciously the vodka...when rashi left to go to sleep...Before that we walked around the juliet..compared the redness of our eyes and palms,giggled stupidly,,,cracked jokes,,and then finally lied on beds for vodka dreams(I dont recall what?)
THE NEW YEAR PARTY:...Friends,,fun-frolic ,,hooting-grunting,,hallabalooo,,all masti,,dj,,heart trapping music,,dancing madly on the floors!!,,the bonfire roundabouts..say cheese!!clicks::poses ,,photo sessions,,groupings..lots freaking!!!ah!! new year..welcome 2009!!.....this was the scene at the new year party @ our college!The four years dressed in specific codes were all mood set to rrock!!waltzes,,pair dance,,balloon dance,,paper dance,,musical chair,,frills,,crapes,,drinks,,delicacies,,the bonfire!!we all enjoyed to our heart's content and stopped only when we were about to faint!!
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