Vicky Donor -- This one deserved an entire blog!

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To begin with, Ayushmaan Khurana is really cute. He has these really cute dimples and boyish charm on his face. And he has done a really good job in the movie. it is a thouroghly enjoyable ride for 3 Hrs. Yes its a 3 hour long movie and that makes it a tad bit strechy out there. There are some portions in the movie which could have been cut down, if for nothing else, then to just make it short. Scenes where Annu Kapoor is convincing Vicky to donate his sperms are repetetive. Even the scenes with Vicky's despo neighbour were ultra unnecsarry. What I loved about the movie was the crude punjabi/Delhi flavour to it. There were typical delhi dialouges like "Lagata hoon kuch jugaad", "Kariyo na tu kuch bhi" and "Kaisi fuddu baatein kar rahe ho yaar" which were dripping with Delhi-ness in them. I loved , loved the dadi in the movie who looks at her gifted I phone and says, "Mainu toh 32 gb wala fone chahida"! ( I might not be bang on with the Punjabi there..Sorry )I loved her drinking scenes with Vicky's mother .. Yes! the saas bahu duo sit together and discuss their past and Vicky's future over some hard drinks ( where the entire hall broke into applause and hootings and rightly so!) As for the female lead, Yaami Gautam, firstly, she is beautiful. She acts pretty well but her charachter behaves really melodramatically at some really unnecessary issues (I am trying my best not to give out spoilers!). She is a "bong" in the movie . There are these typical "convience your parents" scenes (which many of the audiences will identify with (*wink* *wink* :) ) when both convience their respective set of parents to get them married and again I super loved the Punjabi and Bengali culture amalgamation! They get their barat in typical Punjabi style and are welcome in typical Bengali style. One of the funniest moments in the movie was when Vicky's uncle teaches Ashima's aunts to dance the punjabi style .. "Bulb utaro, ithe rakho ....bulb utaro, ithe rakho". Talking about the romantic angle of the movie, turns out that beneath the rowdy typical Delhi boy that Vicky is supposed to be, there is a really really sweet lover boy. I loved it when he says, "Tere ko hasana na , responsibilty si ban gayi hai meri". Sweet. Your heart goes out for Vicky when he is all sad when Ashima leaves him and goes away. Also the movie has a good music, especially "Paani da". Another thing ... Annu Kapoor is the awesomest in the movie. He is hilaroius, irritating, amazing ...all rolled in one. Do watch the movie for him also! All in all, it is a good time pass movie and yes I am unbashedly promoting it becuase it is PRODUCED BY JOHN ABRAHAM!!!!!!! Go watch this movie guys, make him rich! :) PS : Guys and Guys' Girlfrieds/wives/sisters! Do make a note of all Vicky's T shirts and sweaters! They are all amazing!

Poor Rich People!

Trying to study on my laptop is a super bad idea. Its like the days in bhopal when I would "study" in front of the television which really was not studying. Anyway, I was checking some forgotten yet sweet songs on youtube whle studying, when I came across a song picturised on Parmeet Sethi. Now, the first thought that came in my mind was ...he is the definition of handsomeness (John! U know I love you :) ) But seriously, he was this fair handsome and tall guy and I was reminded of his entry in DDLJ. The chalta firta Punjab ka gabroo jawan! Unfortunately, he couldn't make his mark in the film industry. So my reaction was ... Poor Parmeet Sethi. That in turn reminded me of two more people whom I really feel bad for.

The first one is Abhishek Bachchan. Now people might quip that he was born with an entire silver cutlery in his mouth, but he is still fighting for a foothold in the industry. Honestly, I donot find him a bad actor. On the contrary, he is quite decent. Agreed, he might not be a great actor, but then he has proved himself with Guru, Yuva and dostana. Ok, you cannot really count dostana because he was with John in the movie and we all agree that John still has a long way to go to hone his acting skills (I still love you John! :) ) But he is a pretty decent actor. Its just because of the super pressure on him that people dont really acknowledge his efforts. On that note, I truly agree when Ambika says, Sachin Tendulkar's son should never become a cricketer! As if this was not enough, Abhishek now has a mega successful wife. I would really bow down to him since he keeps his male ego aside and goes with Aishwarya to Cannes as a trophy husband (Not that he is much of a trophy but still ... ) Not many men can be proud of their wives' achievements and be open about it.
Somehow, whenever I see Abhishek Bachchan. I really feel bad for him.

The other guy I feel bad for is Vivek Oberoi. I do not know if Salman Khan had really given him 41 odd missed calls. I do not know if he was actually dating Aishwarya Rai...no actually the sentence should be --- I do not know if Aishwarya Rai was actually dating him or using him blah blah but I know that he is a live example of how everyone leaves you struggling in a mess when they find a danger for themselves. Now I consider myself somewhat an expert on the film industry. So this was my observation which is nothing ingenious however, but here goes: Mr.Oberoi was riding high on the success of just 2 movies. Sathiya and D. He took a huge/maha/mega/epic panga with Salman Khan ...who was and is still somehow one of the hugest names. Vivek oberoi did not lock horns with Salman Khan. He unfortunately locked horns with the entire film industry. An industry which thrives on box office collections will definitely support the man who gets them exactly that ---huge collections at the BO. Vivek Oberoi was cornered by everyone and he could never really come back. If you guys watch him in shoot out at lokhandwala, you would realise that he is an awesome actor ...but sadly , today he is an almost forgotten name.

Now reading the blog above, dont you think I have in me a vile film journalist somewhere, waiting to be woken up???I would love to be an inside informer of the film industry. Talking about the inside gossips, here are some of the points I really am curious about :

1) Why did Kareena and Shahid break up?
2) Was Salman Khan really an abusive boy friend?
3) Somehow, I feel Amitabh Bachchan would have been with Rekha , if he did not have the bachchan name to keep up with.


Anyway, I can go on and on about movies and gossips. I'll stop myself here and get back to what I was doing ...pretending to study!!

Have we become too negative?

Hasn't negativity become a very very routine part of our lives? Gossiping, bitching, swearing is as common as saying hello to the next person. And I wonder why. Here's a wonderful passage I came across the other day :

An old Cherokee chief was teaching his grandson about life...

"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.
"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.

"One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.

"The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

"This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather,
"Which wolf will win?"

The old chief simply replied,
"The one you feed."


Come to think of it ...aren't we all feeding the first wolf? Read the newspapers , see the news ...its full of bad news, hatred, mockery, scandals and how "the country is going to the dogs". Just yesterday, I was discussing with a friend about how popular Roadies is with all the swearing and politics... About how important it is for people to prove themselves in front of a man who shot to fame by abusing the youth of entire India! How does saying "fuck you" and "Screw you" makes you look cool? And guys! Do you really think saying words like MC and BC makes you more of a man??? Really? Think again Gentlemen !! Where does all the anger really take us? Does one really become popular by being unrelentingly arrogant?

Its time we really calm ourselves down. Its high time to start looking good things in each one of us and before pointing out to other person and say "What a #$^#@! he/she is" look into your own soul and identify what a douchebag you yourself are and do something about it to improve your own self.

Nobody is perfect and hence nobody has the right to judge anyone else. Lets just judge our own selves and live our own lives ...not a bad idea for a peaceful life ...right???

Dreams gone wrong

This is a post for Blogeshwar : "Ishwar of blogs" as they put it.

They say dream is a wish your heart makes. So how can dreams go wrong? Oh yes! They can. Because nobody said that we get everything what our heart wishes for. That is life for you --- unpredictable and unfair. So when a teenage boy runs away from his unnamed, unknown village, with the dream of making it big in the film industry and ends up being nothing but a spot boy... the dreams go wrong. Or maybe when a young girl with the dream and a passion to dance,is stuck in a cubicle working for an MNC,the dream has definitely gone wrong.

Parents want to complete their dreams through their children, not realizing that the child may have different ambitions. We are often suggested to drop a seemingly impossible dream and get back to life because, really, how many of us actually get what we want? Aren't we all somewhere caught in a whirlwind?

And it hurts. It hurts to see your dreams mingle into oblivion and one day realizing out of the blue, that you haven't given it a single thought, while once, that was all your mind could think of.

But, wait. According to APJ Abdul Kalam , real dreams do not let u sleep in the night. They keep you awake. Burning with passion. For a few lucky ones, they are not merely a wish from their heart. They are the reasons for their life. Because truly people who live their dreams are the people who LIVE and not just exist.

So when we claim that our dreams have gone wrong , while we were busy being consumed by life , they are probably waiting for us. Maybe dreams don't go wrong, they just remain unfulfilled. It needs a little more persuasion, a Little more passion, loads of patience and some more determination to lead a life of your dreams. But dreams are not meant to go wrong. They are meant to be fulfilled, to be fought for ...to be achieved. Because dreams do come true! :)

Tagged!! For the first time!

So this is my first mini step in the blogger community. I know bloggers tag one another, but I have been tagged for the first time by "Me"

Here are the rules :

1.You must post the rules.
2.Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post & then create 11 new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged.
3.Tag 11 people and link to them on your post.
4.Let them know you’ve tagged them.

As far as tagging 11 other people goes, I might have to go to random people's blogs and tag them because I really dont know many bloggers. But for the answer to the questions.. Here I go!

1) If you could have any superpower, what would it be?

Undoubtedly teleportation. I could go back , visit mom in bhopal whenever I feel like or go to Ireland and attend the ongoing St.Patrick's day. I would go to Paris and have an authentic pizza and then finish my day beside a beautiful beach at Miami! How about that!! :)



2) What was your favorite childhood television program?

Like everyone, it was Tom and Jerry. I also have faint memories of "Byomkesh Bakshi". :)



3) Have / had any celebrity crushes ?

John Abraham, John Abraham and John Abraham!!!!!! (Siiiiigggghhhhhhh)



4) If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go?

Uff!! The toughest of all! My dream is to travel the world. So picking one place is super difficult. But if it has to be just one place then i guess Venice ... With all that I have seen about it in pictures and on TV, I still have to see a more beautiful place than that!



5) Name 1 thing you miss about being a child.

School!!!! Although I was never in love with my school, I miss my school days. Miss those lunch breaks, hanging around the corridors, prayer services, pretending to study and sometimes actually studying!! :)

6) Name the one comic/book character that you loved the most and why?

Pinky!!! I don't know how many of you really know but Pinky, Raman, Chacha Choudhary were some comic characters we small city people have read, loved and grown up with. Pinky was the female version of Dennis the menace. She always had the brightest smiles on her face. I always wanted to be whacky and naughty like her! I totally loved her!



7) What is the one thing that you are dying to try but haven’t had a chance to do so yet ?

I will be repetitive here but I am dying to travel around the world and I hope I'm going to go out there very soon!! :)



8) Do you have a role model – someone you want to emulate? Whom do you admire the most?

Rahul Dravid and Sachin Tendulkar - I don't play cricket and I am not really a cricket crazy Indian ... but I have always admired the down to earth nature and cool headedness of these guys.




















9) What do others make of you?

That I am a super duper talkative and that I am a little mad :D :D (Wont say they are totally wrong !! :) )




10) Have you ever gotten into a fight or punched someone ?

I have got into a few verbal altercations ... Punched only my sister :)


11) For Girls – If you woke up tomorrow to find out youif are Brad Pitt, what would be the first thing you’d say upon looking in the mirror?

I am looking so old in moneyball!! :P :P (Sorry!! I am not much of a Brad Pitt fan :D )
















Pheww!!!! I hope that was ok!! :)

And now here are my 11

1) Vibha
2) Isha
3) Pallav
4) Nirjharani
5) Pallavi Barua
6) Gayatri
7) Sue
8) Kowthas
9) Chhavi
10) Punvati
11) Suhel

PS: People who are new to me and I am new to them and have been tagged ... Please don't mind! I really hope you do the tag! :) :)

And someday someone comes along,
holds your hand.
Promises to be with you forever
promises to understand.

And one day he shrugs off your hand,
suddenly you no longer exist.
The days, the moments, the memories look faraway
slipped away through your fist.

And you realize there is no point waiting
So you turn back and start walking
wishing with the core of your heart
that they would stop you
hoping that they would turn back and look at you go.

You spend your days in tears,
not caring about the world
Not caring whats happening around
not listening to other people's words.

you drown yourself in work
hoping to find a refuge
but your mind still wanders back in time,
the pain keeps coming back as grime.

and you cry yourself to sleep everyday
promising that you would not cry anymore
you practice a fake smile in front of the mirror
its okay if you feel fake, feel abhor.

you hope for that one day,
when friends say "One day, it'll all be fine"
you still wait hoping that one day you will get back your smile
when really one day, it'll all will be fine.

Being crazy ...

I am named crazy by my friends ... I dont know why! I am perfectly normal ...as normal can be. But I have always wanted to be super crazy. When I used to go the movies all by myself in Noida, people thought I was crazy. I thought it was perfectly logical. I used to have offs during weekdays when my other friends were in office. So I used to go hang around in malls and then watch movies alone. Why wait or worse, miss a movie just because I have no company! Sounds selfish does it? I dont really know. But it was non-crazy for me.
Here's a secret. I always wanted to backpack and go to the nearby hill stations for a getaway all alone when I was in Delhi. There were numerous times when I would make plans. I wanted to switch off the phone and just take off! I could unfortunately never collect the guts to do so. It still remains a dream ... away from the civilization with no one knowing me and I knowing no-one.
I believe life is not meant to live watching it pass by. We need to LIVE it. Explore, travel, meet people , experience and make memories. Instead we are stuck in little cubicles, working for people across seven seas and typing gibberish on black unix screens.
What I want to really say is that I am not going to remember these codes, issues and defects in my deathbed. I am going to and would want to remember the amazing sunrises and sunsets I have seen in my life. I would want to remember the crazy rides or probably that one time when I missed my train and decided to take a detour. I would want to remember the sights, the smells ,the tastes that made me smile from the heart .... In my deathbed, I would want to remember moments when I experienced life ...and the craziness of it!
May there be lots of love in the world ...