Ya i know... it was the same blogging ka kida that had bit me an year back..i am back but. I am here now for a special purpose. A purpose that can fulfill a lot of dreams even mine

A Friday

Here comes another friday ...here comes another movie...and then comes another review... I have no clue how do people find so much time to criticize a movie...dont they know how much of time, effort and skills does it take to make a full fledged cinema....Icing on the cake is ...there are people who follow these reviews and then spend time in thinking also whether to watch a movie or not...i mean..how can anyone let someone else judge something for you..

Is reviewing...is being professional or being creative or what???? Every Saturday if i go through 3 reviews of a movie...i find the 4th one... a summary of the last 3's....what a review!!!! no offenses made...but still...a movie releases and we find reviews....reviews and.....reviews...(free free free) slumdog gets golden globe and straight away it gets 5 stars....where did taare zameen par go then..???? remember...dyslexia...!!!!!! again....no offenses made!!

I have a very vague idea about why the hell am i writing about this...out of the blue.....but makes sense right..!!!

Pathetic Joke-----take 1

(A cross-talk in middle of a lecture in class...)

Cris : kya baat hai..why you sleeping off now and then....you dint sleep last night...??

Abhi: No yaar...i actually didn't sleep last night...

Cris: Why......i mean if it's not personal............

Abhi: No re...not at all...actually....yesterday my girlfriend told me that i look reallllllyyyyyy hott
when i sleep....so whole night i was trying to see myself in the mirror...opening my eyes now and
then..thinking.. if she is fooling me.........


well....that was a PJ ;)

My first love...my sleep

Dear Love..

Its goin to be 2 am and i am still awake for no good reason. Usually i sleep by 4 am...today is an exception that i am early to bed.. i am dead tired..my clock moves in an anticlockwise direction i guess..i sleep when rest of the India has already finished seeing 4-5 dreams..does this happen to all that you get sleep after 2 hrs after u get into your bed...awful..isn't it...well it happens with me..its been i dont know how many years i have to try hard to meet my love..."sleep" . There used to be those old golden days when i could sleep for hours and hours*.

This piece of my writing is dedicated to you..the love of my life...my sleep..I feel you are one of the most wonderful creations of God...after woman... ( I am biased)..once..one is asleep he/she simply forget their torturing life...it feels like the world is left behind and there is nothing else sweeter than these wonderful 8 hours...I am sure the first kiss also can never be this beautiful...sssighh!!! i have been through this feeling of yours quite a few times...it feels heaven...but now...i feel i have lost that love of my life...i have lost you..i try to find you..but no result...(need to google you)...i search for you day and night..i wait for you for 2 full hours...and....no news.....that is all i have to say...be mine..never leave me and go...

love..
nocturno...

*conditions applied...only if i had got sleep..

Mere pas maa hai...

Waaow...what an amazing start of the day...no doubt everyone expected Slumdog Millionaire to grab one oscar atleast...but eight effing oscars...is simply out of the box...Unbeleivable...Rehmaan a little master from Chennai called The Mozart of Madras made India proud by his worth winning awards for "Best Original score" and "Original song award" quoting the old deewar's famous dialogue.." mere paas maa hai" as he accepted the award for the best original score...dedicating the award to his mother Kareema Begum...cannot imagine the extent of her feeling proud at that moment...Allah Rakha Rehmaan...hats off to you...

see through oneself!!

Some great guy said..."you will be always remembered for your bad deeds. The good ones will be forgotten in no time.." I guess the sentence makes a little sense atleast..like... you will never be remembered.. for... you getting up from your seat in a crowded bus and instead letting an aged man or a woman sit...for.. you spending 1 percent of your every month's salary at an orphanage or at an old age home..for.. you taking a half dead man lying on the roadside to the hospital..for.. you becoming eyes, hands or legs for an unprivileged...for..you not making the life of your old and helpless parents a misery...but.. will be always remembered for making someone's life good for nothing...at the end of the day if i think about this...i guess i now know what will i be remembered for...Time to think...whether we want ourselves to be ever remembred or never be remembered.....

thebigGwithinme...

Thebiggwithinme....is nothing but "the big God within me"...i dont want to sound religious but would like to put forth a point to make sure that people who donot think like me know whenever i fall, get grounded, feel low and depressed..i think of one thing and that is that there is someone within me who is trying hard to drive this force away from me..wants me to get up and realize that life is..only one lifetime...where u have many things to do. One among them should be proving yourself worthy of living...the force that brings me out of my usual life and lets me think extraordinarily..brings a thought within me of how can i lead a fruitful life..is nothing but "God"..I dont know why m i doing god-god all of a sudden...it might be just another force within me that is telling me to speak out. Readers..do give it a try...sit quietly and start thinking...let your thoughts travel down from your mind to your heart...i'm sure you would know what have you done in and to your life..you may realize what the hell m i talkin about...