PDA Debate

Okayyyy!! Its is children's day today. But we are not here to talk about them. what are we here to talk about? Actually I have no idea. I was getting dead bored in office and right now i am writing without thinking.

Alright. Here is an incident which i wanted to write about. Nothing to do with me. It was just a normal day when i was cooking stuffed capsicums for my roommates. The onions were extremely strong and a single cut through them brought tears to my eyes. Engrossed while i was in my onions, tears and mucus , i saw car lights stopping in front of my PG. Expecting it to be Vibha, i looked up and saw a couple getting out. Now i should not have seen them but by the time i could process this fact and get my manners straight, there they were hugging and kissing each other ... right in the middle of quite a decently busy road. Now should I have uff-ed and hau-ed about the whole incident? Should i have gone and told (read gossiped) about them with my friends? Honestly, my first reaction was ummmm ........ ok .... actually sweet!
The cumbersome recipe of stuffed capsicums made me forget about the whole incident and somehow i did not really feel the need to gossip about it to anybody. They were strangers whose faces i could not even see and secondly i am no moral science teacher. But had i talked about this to anyone i am sure the first point which would have been raise would be "how cheap! or why don't they do this behind close doors" .
Point taken. But ...i know it looks cheap when you are a third person looking .. but for the couple they are in love. For them probably the world does not exist.
Of course there has to be a decorum. Maybe the couple outside my window could have played it down a notch. Maybe a peck on the cheek or kiss on the forehead would have been sweet. But then i am nobody at all to tell people how should they behave.
Somehow i am not in total disagreement with PDA if as i said it is in standards and decorum.
May there be lots of love in the world .. :)

You know You are in love when

Varsha's top 5 list of "falling in love" symptoms :

1) When while you go for shopping, you go to men's section (when you are a girl) to check out the latest trends in men's fashion and mind you ... You previously never cared about what was being sold in there! You may also look at a mannequin wearing a particular shirt and think of how is it going to look on "Him"

2) You think about what would "he" say in every situation when he is not around (ofcoure) or you probably bore your friends to death by narrating them similar incidents of "and then he said ..."

3) out of 30 thoughts, he occupies 26 of them.

4) When his opinion matters big time. Say you go out with a group of 6 people (two of you included) 4 ppl tell you that the dress you want is bad and only one person tells you it is great and looks great on you ..and you buy that dress! You are not only getting yourself in trouble (by falling in love!) but you also give those 4 people a juicy and solid reason to raise their eyebrows!

5) When his likes and dislikes become your likes and dislikes .... remember when Deepika Padukone drinks black tea in love aaj kal??? Its like that ....and its HUGE trouble!!

They are making "Two States" in a movie -- yayyy!!!

They are making "Two States" in a movie!! I wanted it to become one! I hope whenever this movie comes out , it is a fun film to watch. When I read Vikas Swaroop's Q&A, i KNEW that someday a movie would be made out of it. What i didnt know however was that it would be made in hollywood (Slumdog Millionaire). Talk about taking a correct guess! I remember talking to Vrush after reading Q&A which was by the way long before the movie was made , this is the description i gave her was "badi bollywood-ish si book hai" HA! How do u say!! So here is Varsha's list of ideas and books which can be made into a movie ( trust me guys! I have read quite a lot of books to make an error judgement in this topic!!)
1) How to keep a secret ( can be pretty funny. This is probably not bollywood's cup of tea. Hollywood can do a good job on this.
2) Zoya factor ( story of Zoya who is born while Kapil Dev is picking up the world cup trophy, and some how becomes a good luck charm for cricket. The last bits would need huge improvisation but other than that ...can be made into a fun film)
3) They can convert Sarabhai vs Sarabhai in a movie like they made khicdi!
4) The gift by ceclila Ahren
5) If you could see me now (same author ..both movies .. bollywood ..pls dont try! Hollywood ...take it away!!)


So here it is ..top 5 stories waiting to be told on screen!

Will be giving out more top fives or more lists of various other things!

The grey cell factory workers would need a little shaking up on that!!

Dont Worry About Me -- Break Ke Baad!

Don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll make my bed and take my pills on time
And when I see somebody on the street
I make sure I say Hello, I say Hello
Don't worry about me, I'll be good
And I'll do all the things you said that I should
And when I see somebody on the street
I make sure that I smile (though I can't stand them)
Get through to me, get through to me, get through to me
They will never know
They will never see
They will never get through to me, get through to me, get through to me

Don't worry about me, I'll be OK
I'll be the ?cryer what they want me to say
Just in my himself in the corner zealing so
Thinking of you
Don't worry about me, I'll be allright
It's just that haven't slept for 64 nights
Coz sleep won't come without your arms wrapped around my soul
Get through to me, get through to me, get through to me
They will never know
They will never see
They will never get through to me, get through to me, get through to me

It's not that I got something to hide
It's just that, just that I got nothing inside
It feels like, feels like above the my ?ceeling wearing out
And I'm stuck in dark without you

No, I know I said that I won't even cry
But, but you gone so I see don't why
I shouldn't be spending every single day girl up on my floor
Thats my soul
Yeah I know there'll be times when we'll meet
Get a cup of tea or maybe pass on the streets
And everytime you look into my eyes you'll se I'm living there
(just fakin it)
They will never know
They will never see
They will never get through to me, get through to me, get through to me
They will never know
They will never see
Coz you are the only one, only one I ever knew

Where is the magic ?

There are a lots of things in my mind. First , the winter shopping begins. I remember how disastrous my last winter has been. Health and Fashion wise. So here is my plan. Health -- I resume my exercise as soon as i am done with my classes which should be over pretty soon now. Fashion -- now this needs attention! Last year was one very good borrowed Lerro's black jacket. Just one jacket. One pair of jeans (Black tapering) and one pair of blue Converse canvas shoes. This was my winter uniform, all day.. everyday. I hated last year's winter and i wanted it to get over soon. Now, they are going to be here again and i donot want to repeat last year's mistake. Talking about past years, in retrospect, the year last to that was also not really cool. I ended up buying some silly sweaters from tibetan market,which if i now see, seem really tacky and down market. So they are going out of my wardrobe and welcome the new members. So far, one ultra sexy marks and spencer top, one levi's red jacket, and one levi's pink pullover. Extremely satisfying. Next in line are some monte carlo pullovers, mufflers, winter caps maybe and anything and everything which is going to look good AND keep me warm.
I kept telling everybody yesterday that what a cheapster i am. I went to this amazing shop called Giovani, grabbed some really sexy looking evening wears, tried all, took my pictures and left them. I know it sounds so bad, but the feeling of wearing those dresses and looking at yourself was just so perky! I did not look at anybody while leaving the showroom, because they may have that "what a cheap girl" look on their face and i didnt want to see that. But i have those pics and i think those dresses were looking really good. I think i am good at selecting evening wears and would certainly find an amazing one for me when faced with a chance.
Thirdly, yesterday, a new story started in my life. Now i want to get over with it before it forms a noticable form for itself. I know i have to get married and all that bt somehow it feels very scary. I mean ...yes we are told that no prince charming is going to come but why do i still want to believe in them? I know they say it really doesn't happen that way but i want that it does for me. I want the fairy tale and i want the magic. Universe, if you are listening, manifest it for me please!! I want to feel that intution, you know, like that poshto girl says in anjaana anjaani "jab ander se kuch sahi lagta hai ..." I want to feel that. That tarot card lady said that i am intutive. I dont remember using my intuition effectively, but this time, i will be needing them.
Dear God, waiting for the magic ...

Love is…

Love is…
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
Love is a fanclub with only two fans
Love is walking holding paintstained hands
Love is.
Love is fish and chips on winter nights
Love is blankets full of strange delights
Love is when you don’t put out the light
Love is
Love is the presents in Christmas shops
Love is when you’re feeling Top of the Pops
Love is what happens when the music stops
Love is
Love is white panties lying all forlorn
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm
Love is when you have to leave at dawn
Love is
Love is you and love is me
Love is prison and love is free
Love’s what’s there when you are away from me
Love is…

Har ghar chup chaap se ye kehta hai ...

Har ghar chup chaap se ye kehta hai
ki ander isme kaun rehta hai .....

Hai to ye nerolac ka add. But here I would like to take it in another concept...
Seen those historical monuments? I always have this thought .. What if these buildings could speak? What all could they tell? They would have been like those grand dads and grand moms who would tell their stories. Compare new and old times. It would have been so cool! I mean there would have been no misconceptions. History, which is so full of guesses, would have been so correct. They could have told about the kings and queens, their habits, their stories, their secrets.. so much. I wonder if they could voice their worries. Would they have told us that they want us to stop the pollution because that is deteroiting them. If Taj Mahal could have talked, it would have told us if it is actually a mughal architecture or a Shiv Temple as they say. The forts would tell us the stories of how it would be during the wars. How the heroic soldiers would fight and protect the common man. Oh it would have been so wonderful to know the real tales of Rani Laxmi Bai, of Bhagat Singh, Akhbar Badshah ... the real heroes.
When I visit any kind of old monument or heritage buildings, I try to listen to it. I try to hear the silences. Imagine the people, the way they would walk , talk, eat.. the floors i am standing on? some 300 yrs ago, people from that age walked on it. .. was that a light carefree walk or heavy, weighed down by responsibilities trudges? Those walls ... they touched it .... What were their worries? These walls would have witnessed smiles, tears, anger, betrayal, conspiracies ... Oh .. what all do these walls know? What secrets are buried within? I try to feel the air... the unfulfilled wishes hanging around. I enjoy the eerie feeling i get when i am near these old buildings.
Superficially, they stand their silently. I hope whatever we know about them .. we have heard them correctly.