my mind scribbles..

I am such a voracious writer.. just wrote my previous blog 15 mins back.. I feel I write so much.. but still I write less.. by writing too much.. I am just scared taht the quality wud go down.. but then, what the heck.. who am I writing for, why shud the quality matter.. I want to be a Steven Spielberg, who churns out a masterpiece each time he goes onscreen.. but then.. I am not.. I am a Ram Gopal Varma.. who is just so obsessed with making films.. that 1 out of every 5 films he makes is a blockbuster!

k.. talking abt Ram Gopal Varma.. I love one thing abt him..that is the way he conceives a charecter, builds it, loves it and then just kills it!! this is a norm in all his masterpieces.. I take so long to think abt a line.. abt that sentence that just fits so well...I build it, love it... and then at times when I have to kill it.. I just cant.. Letting go is easier said than done!! that is why I admire Howard Roark!! He and Gail Wynand are essentially 2 sides of the same coin.. they had similar childhoods.. think alike.. only that Wynand is not as strong.. he cant take the pain of people taking away what he loves.. so he just became one among them.. infact the worst of them..
Roark just let it be!!

run..

There are times,
when my bike becomes me..
my Engine burns,
my Alloys scream,
I become Ritz+ 180!

I know no fear,
I run fast,
but still so slow..
I feel the need,
the Need for Speed..
I feel the need of the 6th gear!

.. Movie Review- No Man's Land

okie.. I just cant stop myself telling u the story of this movie.. I ll make it as short as possible..

.. there is the Bosnian border and there is the Serbian border.. and there is some 500 metres of land between the 2.. No Man's Land(NML)... (wud just like to add that the Serbs n Bosnains cant look each other in the eye..they d rather kill each other..)..

okie.. heres how it goes.. A Bosnain soldier somehow gets stranded in NML(I wont xplain how.. because I ve promised to keep it short..:)).. with the corpses of quite a few of his comrades around him... a Serbian soldier soon joins him..(Pls dont ask how!!! :D).. with one more serb.. who incidently gets killed by the Bosnian... so the Serbian soldier now has the Bosnian soldier and a few corpses for company..(one Serb and abt 10 Bosnain)...

and yeah.. before I forget... before the 1st Serb dies.. they (the 2 serbs that is..:)..) perform this amazing act of vengeance... they place a Bouncing mine under one of the dead Bosnain Corpses.. now what is a Bouncing mine.. it is this amazing invention of mankind that kinda bamboozles its victim..(imagine the victim not only dies, but hes also bamboozled!!!).. it doesnt blow when he steps on it.. but when he steps off it!!!! so now do u see the ingenuity of the 2 serbians?... When the Bosnain rescue team comes to pick up these corpses.. they wud all blow off!!! (I just wonder how cud they manage to hate each other so much!!! they were just one country some time back!!! ok I dont have to..)..

..and so the 2 men still alive find out ways and means to get out of NML... only to find out that the dead Bosnian over the Bouncing Mine is not actually dead... and that the Bosnian who is alive and not over the bouncing mine will not leave No Mans Land without his compatriot over the bouncing mine!!! and he wont let the Serb either..

..so.. now u see.. why the Aamir Khan blockbuster which talked abt the triumph of Human Spirit dint win the Oscars in 2001!!!

..just a thought..

..parents love u, but dont understand u...
..friends understand u, but dont love u..

...when time just stopped....

Its 12th April 2006..12 am approx.. I am here.. at ESquare... watching Being Cyrus.. my cell rings... kinda irritated... pick up.. "hullo..".."abey tera no bol...Cal ka results aa gaya!!" thats Sushant for u..(btw.. hes been my lucky mascot thruout this IIM roller coaster!!)...I get up frm my seat..and hear a slight murmur of the crowd in the background.."abey saale"(im kinda thinkin shud I give it.. or shud I rush to the nearest Cyber.. Im like what the heck.. ) I give him my no. and DOB....

...and the next few seconds seem like forever... Im shivering here.. look at Bakli beside me.. hes smilin in tension himself!!a million thoughts goin thru my mind..Infact they were so many that I cant recollect any... U cud say that I went blank!! and ... Sush says.."o shit.. I opened the wrong link!!..wait a sec.."..I am like..U mite b my lucky mascot and all that.. but s@#$w u maan!!! (just kiddin dude..:-)).."okie.. DOB bol...tera no. yaad hain merko.."..and wait again!!!...

.. and then...after almost eternity...the voice speaks.."abey saale..(hes so cool abt it!!! dont u see.. my life depends on it!!!)..Congrats..u have been selected for PGDM and PGDCM!!!".. and I drop dead!!!!!!!

...

the pattern of love is so similar to the pattern of insanity!!

..vacuum..

hi there.. Im staring at u..
cos ive got nothin else to do..

just waiting for that next big thing in life..
believe me..this can agonize...

just scrolling thru the taskbars in vain..
what pains most.. is the lack of pain..

..scanning every now and then...
..thru the forums at Pagalguy..
looking for "Results Declared"..
..wud it b C, K or MDI..

or wud He play His game again..
..the thing that He just loves to do..
then u wud see me here this June..
saying "..Im still here to stare at u!!"

the same fundu weekend of old...

11:30am

..am finally free..well n trully.. done with all my interviews.. the last one got over on friday... and I returned back to Pune to catch up with some old friends.. who were comin over...

..the same old routine followed... 11o clock.. entry into the disk.. booze n groove gallore.. n 1 and 1/2 vodkas, 1 tequila shot and 2 pints of beer later... was on a high. n still managed to ride the bike straight!!! (guess my friend sitting behind wud vouch for taht..).. abt 1:30am odd.. entry into Comesum..the only place open till late nite... some coffee + biryani.. n lotsa amazing crappy discussions on a high... n some songs with table as tabla.. the waiter intervening evry 5 mins.. the most pleasant surprise.. 1 pal joins in directly from bbay @ abt 2 in the nite... serving coffee for all of us!!! the good ol' times were back... almost..:-)

abt 2.45 left for home.. the ride back was just too good..the stretch from University circle to Bremens.. riding at 115kmph... and that "outtatheworld" dizziness.. n the race with fellow bikers!!!

newez.. woke up 10 am next day..cricket,breakfast, cricket, lunch, cricket, chai,cricket... played n faught n competed the hell outta ourselves..those li'l challenges.. exploiting small weaknesses.. coming out with new ideas..plotting to get someone out..fighting ur way out of difficult situations.. n all of that!!! .... dinner @ Little Italy's.. fundu place.. nice ambience..(only that had to b slightly subdued!!).. scotch.. wine..etiquittes..(in Chomus words..usko dalo bho mein!!!:-) some authentic Italian food.. pizza.. pastas.. lazzania.. n the ice creams...

with 1 and half days of absolute GMasti.. sunday was reserved for rest..sleepin..reading.. cookin a bit.. eating at home..sleepin.. catching that late evening movie.. i just love these lazy drowzy sundays...

..monday morn.. back to work..