My letter to MTV

Finally, I wasted some of my useless time doing something really useless. I sent this letter to MTV.

Subject : Roadies is really crap

In the beginning only I will admit that writing this whole thing is a waste of my time given that the chances of this being read is low and even if read, its going in the trash bin.

I don't know what a Music Television has got to do with something like Roadies. Well, not a surprise as many of the shows are anything but music on the Music Television. I don't even know if I am right when I say "Music Television". I might be wrong, over the years it might just have become MTV and it just means M Television. Either way, most people I am sure feel MTV has no place for music except the show Rock On.

Coming to the topic Roadies, I feel it is really crap. This is a feedback from a not so satisfied viewer. Seriously, what they hell is it? The young people should follow them? Those contestants who do anything but talk sense? The biggest joke is the auditions of Roadies. You guys pick the most controversial ones and not the ones who are smart. Oh wait I am kidding, smart people don't care to visit your auditions.

I saw an ad, Roadies did not start a journey but a revolution some 7 years back. Oh what the hell! The moment people throw tomatoes in Roadies auditions, its going to be a revolution! I saw some judge saying that a girl was good in GD, well it looked more like a cat fight than a GD. Seriously, do they even know the meaning of GD? I hope they mean Group Discussion and not something like "Good Dramatics". Though the latter is a good excuse for their choice.

Coming to the contestants or the 'roadies' who are being portrayed as smart and blah blah, I won't say anything about them. You guys want to project the show as if it shows what Indian youth is about or should be like which is a good marketing strategy but far from reality. If anything, most of the Indian youth are well behaved and have got a dignified life.

And in the end, what the hell is that show about? What is the subject? Yeah yeah its reality show but what is the freaking subject? Anyway, the winner in the end seems to be ready to join the great Indian Politics.

If you ask me what I feel about Roadies I will say "Its a crap show where MTV search for really abusive and controversial young people from around the country who are dumb enough to do whatever they say as they seem to have no self respect but the host seems to be really serious about the idiotic things taking place. After a few weeks of abusing each other (which they think is "cool") and endless politics, there comes out one winner who is now a more spoilt kid and the Indian youth wants to be anything but him/her"

And thus I end my good for nothing mail.

Advantages of world ending in 2012

Blah Blah Blah Blah and more blah blah. I don't give a damn to the debate going on. I for one want to think that the world is ending that day and I want to be sure of it. After all, there are so many advantages of the world ending that day. Let me list a few.

1. Knowledge- Now that you know when the world is ending, you can come out of your shell and start living like you always wanted to but could never as it would have affected your future. This will be a boost to all those useless bunch who want to get wasted. This knowing about the end of your life gives you the opportunity to live king size.

2. To do things- There are many things you wanted to do but kept it for later. Not any more. Now your focus will only be on the things you want to do before dying. Be it be sex in the park or bungee jumping in Alaska. Without any fear you can do all of these.

3. No more exams and career issues- Its all going to end, no one will give a shit to these man made tortures. The recession will simply go away with no one interested in wasting time at work place. Party every night will be the mantra.

4. More time for people who matter to you- All these days you have been spending time with people just because you have to, because you are forced to, there is so much at stake. Well, with life ending, there is nothing at stake. This guarantees more time with the ones you love.

5. More sex- I am not sure about this but you should get more sex with people trying to have as many orgasms as possible before dying. Hope the females will co-operate. I think they will. Experts say females want sex as much as males do though practical results seem to differ.

P.S- If the world doesn't end then please do not blame me. If you have a fear of going to hell then let me tell you there is more sex in hell than in heaven.

The Sweet Senior

Normally seniors are the ones whom you fear when you enter a college. Most are "lucky" to be ragged and the junior senior relationship lasts till the senior is out of the college. At that time you wonder what was the need to talk to him for 3 last years. He never helped you. I met an abnormal senior. Abnormal when compared to the generalized definition.

I met this senior through internet. He sent friend request to the community Namoone and I accepted him for reason I don't remember any longer. Soon we came to know that we both are from the same college and he is my "senior". We met soon, it was my first online meet with anyone. I don't know if it counts but given that we both met on orkut first, maybe it makes it an online meet. It turned into a date because he is sweet. What we did is purely confidential.

Few weeks back I made a trip to Delhi to meet my love, about which I have written already. The success of the whole thing depended on one guy, the sweet senior of mine. He was the one who made sure that my father is kept out of the equation. On the first day, he met my father, thus taking him out of the equation. The second day he rings up on my father's mobile and asks if I am ready to leave and meet him at CP. I am sure he was in bed that time but he told my father he has left his house.

Usually juniors do work for seniors but I don't remember a time when I had to do something for him except for reading his blogs and commenting on them. On the other hand, he made such an important and adventerous venture of my life possible. And he comments on my blogs also. And he never fails to meet me whenever he comes to Pune, like I am his girlfriend or something. And he seems to be always scared of me, even so that he said someone that I am his senior and not junior and always tells me beforehand to not rag him. Wondering who he is? Well he is golu polu MAD (Mr. Ashish Dixit).

P.S- I used to call him golu but added polu after he added more weight.

I didn't know

When I first came to college and started to make friends and then started to go to shops in market instead of the boring medical canteen, I came to know about cold coffee. I didn't know about it. It was completely new to me. Now, its something that has become most likely thing I will drink if I have to drink anything from the market.

Then one day friends decided just to eat ice cream for lunch. I was reluctant as I can't survive just on ice cream but they said its falooda and it will be heavy. I didn't know what was falooda. I don't remember what it was like as it was my first and last try at it. Clearly I was left hungry and it was so out of my taste that I didn't have the courage to completely eat it.

Then came the child beggars, from nowhere the number quadrupled and the whole market was full of them. Every 2nd step stood a beggar begging for money. I didn't know begging is kind of a huge racket. My friends told me that they earn well and since then I never entertained them.

Burger Mail, a Burger shop on wheels. I didn't know it makes good burgers. I had this feeling that since its on wheels, it will be bad but I was wrong. It charges a lot but the taste is too good. The recent cost of a cheese veg burger is double of McD's happy menu. The stuff is worth it.

Grilled Sandwich, I knew what that is but recently I found something that I didn't know. There is a shop that makes excellent sandwich. I ate their sandwich, 4 times in 4 days and 1 day I even bunked lecture for it. I have been to that shop several times for cold coffee or iced tea but never knew they make such good sandwich.

The last day I was at the shop that makes one of the best grilled sandwiches, a beggar boy came in with a 10 rupee note and asked for a glass of cold coffee. The owner of the shop scolded him for coming in and made him go away. While waiting for my grilled sandwich I watched the guy go straight into the dustbin. He took off the cover, literally put his head and hand inside, took out a glass that had a bit of cold coffee in it and he drank it. Then he went inside again, took out a pice of left over food and gave it to his elder sister. The elder sister ate it instantly. Then he came back to the dustbin again, this time finding nothing, went back, probably to some other dustbin of another shop or return to the same one some time later.

I was aware of such things but it was the first time I witnessed something like this. I looked around and I noticed nobody looked at what the guy was doing. Everyone was happy with their food. Soon I got my sandwich, ate it and went back to college for I didn't know what else to do.

Experience of a lifetime

You might have seen in movie, read in books but ever tried to do it? Well, there came a moment in my life where I had to do what people get to see or read and I did it, against all odds. There are quite a few lucky ones like me who has done something like what I recently did. I should rather say there are quite a few insane people like me who decided to make their own luck.

My aim was to go from Pune to Delhi, meet the girl I love and my close online friends and then return back to Pune. It looks easy but given I am a lone pampered child who has never been let to go alone out of station, it is hell of a job. Those who know me well enough know how difficult it is. The thing was more tough as I had exactly 6 days in hand. It meant if I have to go to Delhi, I must get tatkal tickets the very next day I decided to make the trip.

For making the trip, I called Varun(college friend), after hour and a half of persuading him, he said he will go. He called Siddharth who readily decided to go. The tough job however was parents. I told my father first and he said leave it, later! After about 30minutes he gave it a thought and said will talk to mother. My mother's first reaction as usual was "You will let your son go that far, how dare you?". After 1 hour or so my mother said yes. She even asked my father if he wants to join us and I quickly said no.

Now came the trains! From Pune if I have to take a train either I have to wake up at a time when I usually sleep or I will have to take a train in the evening and reach next day at night. Pathetic! So I shifted my focus to Mumbai Delhi trains and I got Rajdhani, tickets were damn expensive yet I said go for it. Then I found "Garib Rath" which was equal to Rajdhani's timing and much cheaper so I said we will travel in Garib Rath!

Couldn't sleep the whole night and when the clock struck 8, I got out of the bed just to see there is a power cut. I called Varun and he said its power cut at his place as well. Tatkal tickets get used up within few minutes and I thought the train is out of reach. To add to the misery, Siddharth called and said he won't go as he doesn't have money. I told him that he can pay later but he denied. Power came soon but Varun did not make any effort to get the tickets.

Around 11 even Varun backed off. It seemed like I won't be able to make it but I said to myself to give it one more try, ask my father! My mother was very excited about this and she constantly went on asking my father to go with me. After hour and half, he agreed to make the trip, I called Varun and somehow I got the tickets even though it was some 12.30. However, I was yet to find a proper answer for why am I going to Delhi!

The next few days went sleepless, trying to attend college and getting everything needed for going to Delhi. The excitement was also hard to control amid all the freaking things that was on. Train was of Thursday. Reached Delhi Friday morning. That very evening I had to meet her and a few online friends.

As soon as I reached guest house, I had to get ready to leave. The heat was too much for someone who is coming from a place like Pune. And in that heat, I had to wear Man utd jersey as that is the only decent T-shirt I have and ma'am wanted me to see in a T-shirt. With help of my senior MAD, my father was taken off the equation. Then came the girl and I became nervous. It just had to happen. It took some time to get into some conversation and forget a bit about the past. It was tough but in an hour or so, things became comfortable. She agreed to spend the next day with me!

The next day I spent with her, 11 hours! Details of this meet is better kept private. It wasn't filmy at all so stop your imaginations. All I can say is I got more than what I wanted. The comfort level was so high that it didn't seem we were meeting for the first time. Its sad we both had to leave and the night had to come and the time had to go on.

Back in guest house, my father is confused on why I did not visit IIT or Red Fort or Qutub Minar or blah blah and instead went to some place just for freaking movie! He had a very good idea I am up to something from the very beginning, I hope he did not have Section 377 in mind. He kept on supporting me without asking much questions and I got everything I made the trip for.

2 days of life and it was time to return back home. I was happy for I did what many dream of and sad for I wasn't able to spend more time with her. Questions are still being asked on why I went to Delhi. Many are puzzled on how my father agreed for the trip, well, so am I but I don't give much of a thought to it. Thing is, I made the trip and I met her. All this was possible due to words said by Azam, PrashH, Akhilesh and Coldplay in their song "The Scientist". You can cut the last one. If not for them, I don't think I would have had the courage for something like this. One thing I learnt from this trip is that if you want something, go get it, write your own luck, if there are problems, there will always be a solution, all you need to do is keep trying.

For all who were updated with the every step I took, must have been some experience for them as well! Some have compared it to a particular novel which I did not complete. Well, I completed it in my own way.

Where Indian Cinema lacks?

When I myself look at Indian cinema, I am limited to Bollywood as that's only what I understand, I don't understand much in Bengali or any other language.

First, I must admit that I really dislike Bollywood and for legitimate reasons. There are very few films which I really consider to be of good quality (namely 1971, Taare Zameen Par, A Wednesday, Page 3 etc.) and I need to think really hard to get the names.

Comparing that to Hollywood movies I have seen so far, I can easily name at least 25 on the spot which I consider to be damn good movies and even better than the ones I mentioned above!

I wondered why there is such a difference? Am I copying the west blindly or do I really like them?

Lately I have come to find the reasons why I feel Indian cinema lacks.

1. Script- Most of the scripts are copied from Hollywood. Phir Milenge copied from Philadelphia, Main aisa hi hoon from I am Sam, Ghajini from Memento, Salaam E Ishq from Love Actually, Koi mil Gaya from ET and the list will go on and on.

2. Background score- When I sit to watch a Bollywood movie, I see bang bang in the opening credits most of the time. When I start watching a Hollywood film, I find a music that totally starts to control me. Requiem for a dream, Good will hunting, Philadelphia, Saving Private Ryan all had a background score that would hold you till the very end of the movie.

3. Acting- Indian actors overact, period. I thought Brad Pitt might be a shit actor given the hype he has but no, he is no SRK, he can act!

4. Justice to theme- There are few films in Bollywood which come to deal with sensitive issues but they fail to make an impression but the Hollywood movies, they do good. This is simply due to the way they present a sensitive topic with care and utmost respect.

5. Emotion- People say Indian cinema is full of emotions? Oh give me a break, those tears are tears not emotions! Those are not realistic, Hollywood has way lot more emotions and is handled brilliantly!

Crushes on teachers

This blog has been long overdue but not any more. Before I begin I will just say it is going to be a totally male view as I haven't investigated a woman's mind on this matter. This is going to be very sleazy and some of the sentences might not go well with many so readers discretion is advised.

As far as my memory goes, my first crush on any teacher was my Marathi tuition teacher. I do not remember her face, she was not fat and not slim also, one of those healthy kind of ladies. Things started when she started to teach by sitting on the floor. I am terrible when it comes to sitting with legs folded so I used to end up lying on the floor and with that angle with the teacher bending to write and read wearing a churidar.

Those huge mangoes, strung together but a piece of elastic cloth which is by far the biggest invention, that could make any guy reach puberty, it was hard to get eyes off it. Only thing that would come to mind is to start playing with them as if they are balloons. The white strap just beside it would add to the curiosity on how it will look without any obstacles. This went on for some time and then it was back to chair and soon I quit going there!

Then I came to Kolkata and oh my, the English teachers of the school were like winners of beauty paegents. Students used to die just to see them and I was so blessed to have the sexiest teachers in school teaching me in the last 2 years of my school life. Ahhh that scolding when I was caught dreaming, the appreciation when I did well in Grammar, the compliment for presence of mind when I wrote a good Notice, amazing! All that run through the mind was dominance by a sexy lady on me.

And the peek I had through the black saree when she called me up to the table and explained me how I did in the class test, when all I was interested was to look straight in there and when I did I saw the softies of equal volume on each side, nicely staying with the magical cloth ready to be pounced up, ahhh orgasmic! I will never forget that. The 2 nature's best creation in friction against each other so gently, so beautifully, and so neatly. No guy dared to bunk the English classes.

This is very common among guys, their crushes on teachers and their obsession with getting a view of the nature's beauty and fantasizing more than listening to what the teacher is saying. Guess this is what makes us guys. Perverts maybe!

Movies I love the most

It is very tough to decide which is the best movie I have ever watched so I will simply write about the movies I love the most and can watch it again and again and why I love them. Wasting no time, let me start.

• Saving Private Ryan - I can watch this movie 3 times continuously, I can watch this movie from any scene and yet feel like watching for the first time. There is something about it. I have very little idea on how I love it so much. Is it the direction? Is it the background score, is it the story or is it the locations. I simply have very little idea. All I know for sure is this is a kick ass movie. Once around 4 I started playing this as I was bored, I slept at 5.30 that day. I simply couldn't stop it till it was over. Yes, I did start from the middle.

• Shawshank Redemption - The story, the acting, the suspense, the twists and turns, the direction, well everything was perfect. This movie shows how to make a masterpiece. The acting, the work of camera and the unpredictibility in the story is what makes the movie special. Genius at work!

• Memento - Each and every credit goes to the director. How on Earth he managed to direct it, I have no idea. For fuck's sake that movie was going backwards. He managed to have detail of each and every action of Guy Pearce who acted brilliantly. The director wanted to give the viewer an experience of what the lead was going through and he delivered it. I have never been this worked out before watching a movie. The guy is a genius. And when the movie ended, it was orgasmic!

Apart from the 3 movies I loved many others but were not in the league of the above mentioned. They are very good but just not the best.

Change

Change is good. Yes, change is good. Change is also the only constant thing in the Universe, as many people say. Change is inevitable. Change is needed in system, in society, in life, almost everywhere. Change keeps up moving. Well, not always! I am going to talk about the other side, there are some changes which people might not like.

When we grow up and develop enough understanding, the very first change that we start to fear or dislike is getting out of school and going into college. School days can't be beaten, many will still want to go back and study in a school. I do, I wish I were still in school.

After getting into college, I think there is a fear in everyone of job. I would confess, I do fear getting out of my academic career, no matter how much I dislike it. However, after getting placed, a call letter becomes the most awaited thing. Soon they realize that the later it came, it would have been better for them.

There are many other changes as well, which one might not like. There are some things a person wishes if it remained constant, these things might be common for some and might not be. So, have you ever wondered what are the things you would like not to change?

Half Century

This is my 50th blog. I have entertained you a lot in the last 49 blogs, I have educated you and made you laugh and even cry. Never ever I bored you(come on, just say yes so that the little creature i.e. me gets happy for some time).

I don't know what to write so I would just write what I a going through these days. Learned Java but didn't go for Advanced Java, I don't know why. Instead my interest went into C# and ASP.Net so I am learning it, seems easier than Java or maybe it seems easier because I already know Java.

Man Utd are doing just great, 1 year back this day I met MAD, my first online meet with my short senior. There is a match tonight and a lot to talk on phone. Lets see how things go. Also, last year this day I remember writing a blog "Ritika and Ryan". Learning guitar but yet to learn anything in lead. Just messing with the basic chords.

The evening weather of Pune in February is simply the best. Its so damn romantic and the cool breeze is just too good. I am getting back those feelings I had last year during this time (people close to me will know what I mean) and the feeling is simply awesome.

I never talk about studies so I will simply stick to my ethics of not doing so. The birthday party was good, nothing special about it other than the very special moment of receiving a courier from someone most special.

Today, someone name Leslie Tripathi commented on one of my blogs, while searching I found out she is an young actress and is involved in social work. I wonder if it was her only who did it or some person who manages her profiles. The blog profile looked pretty genuine. More surprised I was to see my blog in her "Blogs I follow" list. This is the 2nd incident that I have found someone who follows my blog but I don't know him/her.

To end this blog, I just want to say that "You are chhhooooo chweeeetttttt". Don't jump into conclusions, the person for whom I said that, knows it :P

How I wasted 3 hours

Before I tell you how the 3 hours were wasted, I must tell what happened before that. In the evening, I started to watch Memento. I wasn't able to understand what is going on for some time when and then I started to join the pieces together. Sometimes I had to rewind and see what happened just to add the pieces together and half way through I understood how things were going on.

It was a treat to watch such a masterpiece, at times I felt as if I am suffering from short time memory loss. After watching the movie, I loaded 2 songs in iPod and thought of writing it down, in case I forget :D

Everything was good, day was going fine and then I decided to watch Ghajini, the film which is said to be a remake of Memento. As the movie progressed, I found it to be a complete crap and unrealistic story which has to be honest 100 times less suspense than Memento.

It will be an insult to Memento and all its cast & crew if Ghajini is said to be copy of Memento. It is truly no where close to being Memento. The concept as bloody stolen and a thriller was made into a pathetic, rather very common Bollywood type love story. The way Kalpana loves Sanjay is an insult to love.

I feel cheated, I feel raped, the biggest suspense and shocking incident in the whole movie was that Aamir's name was Sanjay and not Ghajini. That is probably the best thing after the track "Kaise Mujhe". The flaws in movie are so high, one can go on and on.

In short, Ghajini was a torture. It is painful if you have watched Memento just couple of hours back.