Bestseller It is

Modern day wife

Either I am obsessed with my country or I was supposed to be born in the west and accidently got here. Coz everyday happening here just don’t stop to amaze me.

And I am not talking about slum dwellers or rock stars. Contrast stated coz both lives a life style different from other people. Amusing things are not only the tinsel town break ups or psychotic brutality by some serial killer.

 Nandita Puri. Formarly known only as wife of respected Mr. Om puri inked his husbands sex escapades with the maid, neighbor and whoever. I mean he was not even celebrity then and these secrest aren’t really their bed room secrets. These are just some trivia info with no takers.

But then you are no ordinary women. You did this while being in the institution of marriage with Mr. Puri. That what I call guts.

Even Kid rock waited for an year after the break up to release his homesex videos with Pamela .You even bettered him. Hope your biography make some money.Cz I doubt if you`ll get any alimony.

Illpolitical.

I wonder sometime as a nation what do we need as source of entertainment. I mean we have the biggest film industry of the world. I mean really biggest. (if we also include Mallu cine-artists). We have the most disgustingly the dramatic soap operas where every shot is shown thrice. We value saas, bahu and beti`s with equal devotion.

We have more than digestible cricket season. Which we follow like scientists have followed Hailey’s comet .Which ramp Dhoni walked, which new car Harbhajan has bought or yuvraj has been linked up to which starlet this time. And then every time  anybody says we can be No. 1 team we lose the match by a margin. It’s too much entertainment don’t you think.

Not really. We are this drama hungry vultures and our appetite is insatiable. For this GOD gave us terrorism. Now we have an underage iconic figure called “unkle Kasab” giggling in front of court. Grinning ear to ear on the judicial system. Killed more than 100 people in the broad daylight and became a war hero. Shiney Ahuja got worse treatment then him goddammit. I am not saying Shiney did a commendable job by being surrounded by most beautiful women of the country and then coming home and raping the domestic help. I mean dude you never heard things about star power or worse casting couch (Ouch!!). And you fall for minor maid`s tiny lil ass.WTF. But then I am missing the point here, So Kasab has more security then rest of the India. more than a million ppl die every year due to lack of food water and shelter but kasab is safe so that we can improve our ratings in human development index. Amusing ain’t it.

Bloody funny but we are difficult to please genre of people. So we invented politics. Sometimes I feel we as a country are Illpolitical just like Illiterate. We think talking about politics is unprofessional. I mean the max I want from my vote is money well spent. So If I can watch an entertaining thriller against 5 mins of voting exercise I am more than satisfied. So how should I achieve this?

As Raj Kapoor said “Life is a circus “so who so ever is governing yours is better be a joker. So these new jokers are here replacing the older ones. And as any new comers they want meaty roles. And as the 2day`s hits formula says “slap stick comedy” so that’s what it has been.MLA slapping another MLA in the legislature.

Gawd. I died laughing. And so will everybody else being so Illpolitical.

Drive My CAR

I understand its been a while for me on the blog


And now I am almost off the reading list of lot of people. So here I am to start again, and what better way to start than some self depreciatory humor.

I know I know its and old trick to get some cheap traffic on the blog. But I can live with it.

One extremely inconsequential fact about me : I do not know how to drive

Drive my Car
 
 
I mean I don’t know how to snow board, deep sea diving, reiki, surfing, sky diving and whatnot but we`ll stay with driving part.


So I do not know how to drive, I mean what’s so demeaning in it. Rather you get picked up and you get dropped down, what else you want in life.

But after doing extreme brainstorming and weathering the societal jibes I have realized why you must learn how to drive:

• Your roommate has a jazzy car, but u can’t drive .Damn!!!

• Long drive? what’s that

• Your GF always has to go 1 hr early than the scheduled time, Coz she is the 1 who is dropping you off home rather than other way round.

• You can’t read the car magazine in front of friends

• You can’t visit the auto show coz no body will believe that you were looking at the cars and not the models.

• Drive-in takeaway`s have no meaning in your life.

• Come to think of it Drive-in theaters also have no meaning for you

• You can’t go to big bazaar and shop as if you are shopping for the whole colony

• Rain Rain go away, come again another day. Little johny aint know how to drive

• And even my MOM has learnt it.

DAMN and More DAMN

Blogging breaks and its fallouts

Long long time ago, and a still remember I used to blog every day.

Yesterday commuting back to home on a god forsaken bus on a god forsaken road I had a realization. Have you ever thought why in the 80`s movies the writers used to go to the hill stations to write, why they would rent a hut on the beach and write.

History is witness to the fact that no literary masterpiece has ever been written hearing the glaring horns of the heavy traffic. I don’t think Milton would have been able to write paradise lost being stuck in traffic in Mumbai rains.

The more you go away from regular flow of creative juices the more they became difficult to come by. It’s been difficult month. Enough things to keep me busy, enough things to ponder and no time to write.

So these days I have been just tweeting. Morning-evening and couple of times in the day. I used to be the types who thought micro blogging is a short term joke and will fade away soon but now after using it for a while I think twitter is equally potent as the blogger. At the end of the day it’s more about the information and opinion.

So pls follow me at Twitter till I dig deep and find more interesting post ideas. Amen.

Heightened Insensitivity

I m rather un-compassionate kinds, I am one of those who might not be the first one to help in case of accident. May be its lack of sensitivity or the grossness of splurged blood, so my point here is that I am neither expert nor even the right person to comment on it.

As a normal workday I was in an auto , stuck in traffic , following traffic lights/policemen etc. Saw the Morgue Van ahead of me. Trying to take left. And there were numerous cars pushing n blaring so as to go first. I wonder at the irony.

I mean however bad my Monday mornings are I wouldn’t like to make it better by stealing a second from a morgue van. 

May "HE" rest in peace.