My thoughts rest here…..

In a heap of reality shows where every new one mushrooms every 10 minutes and a mad population in a mad place are over enthused to play a part in every freaky thing…..I happened to watch DUS KA DUM hosted by Salman Khan the other day……
Nothing unsusual about the show, its just like any other with stupid and senseless questions barged at the participants and participants answering them diligently to reach at the top of the money ladder of Rs. 10 Crores

What amazed me most was….the fan following Salman still holds for himself…….the crowd for him was hooting, shouting, cheering for every act that he played on the show, the ardent fans who have been with him throughtout all the bad phases of his life the blackbuck killing, being hated for physically abusing his “then” lady love, green eyed beauty (Well, I personally abscond him of this crime as i hate the female and honestly fell she is a B*()&^, no offence ppl….but i jst dnt like her), the series of flop movies,  everything….

The man still holds a charm and great place amongst his fans for himself……this also reminds me of a friend of mine who has been a diehard fan of salman since his first movie……has been following his fashion and styles religiously, to the extent that he was willing to spend 100K Grands to have the turquoise stone Salman wears…..so crazy is he…….happened to meet him online once and asked him if he saw the show….surprisingly he did …………..he said how cant I “Sallu, Bhai hai apna” hehehehehehe

The point i am trying to make here is that…no matter how cruel the green eyed lady finds salman, no matter if he is on spree to exterminate the black bucks, he’s still loved everywhere………Girls, Ladies and everyone still drool for him……..and he is still good looking (i must mention even when he was getting bald :P)………

I dont want to comment on how well the show would do……but SALMAN truly rocks!!!!!!!! If the show does well, then its not the concept or the price money….its just SALMAN KA DUM!!!!

PS: For my dear reader’s information, the show is screened on fri-sat 9 pm on SONY entertainment….no harm checking it out once…… mite be a nice break from regular family shitty sagas

Ok people, to start off i dedicate this blog of mine to all my dear friends in IIFM……….one of them being my colleague at work now, STRAY say thanks……..i mentioned you (after a few years…i’ll be calling this dude jeeju ;P )

This is all about my days spent at IIFM, how i miss them every day, about how it all started and how it all ended with everyone being a very special friend for life……….

GDPI: Saw my dear roomie for the first time from a distance……..she looked pretty (dnt miss “from a distance” here, sorry babes)…..learnt later she had qualified as well…..use bina mile complex ho gaya….kept blabbering to all ki ye ladki bahut sundar hai……reached iifm……….wahan pata chala we are roommates….was a little relieved tht i knew her beforehand……..parul came in late…after a week of orientation…..and i was AGHAST…..thought………..ek mahine me itna difference ???

After selection: Met these 2 guys on orkut……socha pehle se baat karungi to acha hoga…….Sudeep and Stray Saw both on orkut….ek to shuru se hi junglee lag raha tha……..uska snap kisi jungle wala tha…….ekdum monkey pose wala……he’s placed in africa now the other guy looked like a perfect dude…..ye prove karte hue usne ek scrap me flaunt bhi kiya………..”some frnds wait and so does barista” ;)….lekin usko dekha suna and then realised “Light travels faster than sound”

The day i reached: A cute chubby gal reached campus in car looking at the rest like deprived and downtrodden ones….later became my partner for late night talks and all the secrets…..rite shreshtha??

1st day of orientation: Had this quite naive girl sitting besides…….was wearing a nice salwar………lag raha tha jaise abhi innocence ke bowl se dip karke nikli hai……learnt she is NEHA……………and then i rerun my thoughts :)……the ultimate gossip queen and my confidante no.2

days of orientation: Met Kalps…..the angry young Bihari Woman…..a grt frnd ….itni patli hai ki mujhe bhi complex hota tha……

Kanika: The COMPLEX silent killer

Sonal: Bachi……even if she matures….the people around will never let her….she;s too good being a kid.

Then these interesting guys…..one wearing newsprint and Hawaiian TEES……..a great sportsperson who beat TSM ;( and the other mastering the art of sleeping on the chair with specs on…………that went on till the end of 5th term………..all envied him……………the great birdwatcher sunil

Literary club days: Was on my toes all the time due to this guy………..An atheist who lives his life by the line GOD WILLS IT……….

Shweta kaku: my dear marathi frnd who never let me miss home…..pata nah wat went into her…….srey is her better half…….imagine………bechari meri saheli

Basu: Brand freak……uska kapdon ka sense itna acha hai….tht we later started taking him along for all the branded clothes shopping

Kshitiz And Varun: Jab dono aaye the…tab kafi clear tha that kshitiz is docile…..but by the end of 5 yrs…it was difficult to say who spoilt whom…….agree doc??

Soumik and gitesh: kshitiz called them bacche……must be right…….iifm ne inhe do saal eksath rehne diya…taki badon me aake their childhood isnt lost

SHail : One who kills with his PJ’s but i loved all of them especially this one:

shail: are prans…….

me: chup karo shail warna main TSM ko complaint kar dungi

Shail: are tum complaint karti ho? hum sab bournvita karte hai……

i was almost rolling on the floor laughing….sudeep and srey who were around invited the entire hostel to see me laugh at Shail’s joke, it was an event according to Sudeep…how could i LAUGH at shail’s joke?

Tarjun: Kalyug ka tarzan…..a confused stylo…….khane ke liye bhi kahega….” soch raha hun ki mujhe bhuk lagi hai ki nahi”…hahahahahah

All the moments…..the good the bad and the most fascinating ones were celebrated with all the above witnesses, from disagreements to quarrels…..its now a friendship….a great understanding of a lifetime…….

All the sunsets, sunrises, trips, bdays were made more special with them along……..the canteen gang……..the tilli gang…….the IAS………all will be in memories forever………all the stories are the ones i wanna keep narrating alwaz……….to my grandchildren as well

Miss u all guys…….

I never ever thought i would be writing this…but life makes you experience everything…….

My dad always says “Ghar baghave gheun, lagna pahave karun” in marathi which means that life me sabne ek baar ek baar ghar lene ka and shadi karne ka experience zaroor lena chahiye……..which would make us realise how difficult things are…….

Well then i always thought ki mujhpe toh is sabki naubat kabhi nah aayegi……but alas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its so bloody difficult finding a place….especially when you want everything organised and not willing to compromise…be it the space, the location, the furnishing……..
Its been two weeks that i am in Chennai now and i am having a hardtime finding a place……..kahin jagah bahut door hai……aur jo pass hai woh bahut shady hai

And to add to it……the flats which i like, the landlords are not willing to rent it out to bachelorettes…..can u beat that…….and me being from mumbai……qualifies for the rejection all the time as if i am gonna start a daru and sutta factory in the house that i rent……..

It really gets amazing at times to listen to the terms and conditions that some of the landlords have for instance, u cant cook non veg (main kurbani dene ko tayar hun )……….we wont provide the gas connection (excuse me…….so being a veggie here means eating raw food is it??)…………we wont provide the lights and fan fittings(and they expect me to pay 10K for it!!!)………..oh boy…………nothing was so difficult than this…….
I am still on the expedition and hope to succeed soon………

 Reliving your childhood is all i did during all the days of Kalpataru which is the annual fest of IIFM. I remember letting myself lose and doing all the craziest and wackiest things I havent done in my life………the experience of doing things which make you uncomfortable was immense

I participated in all the possible events……..from group dance (my first group dance after class V….)……….Antakshari……….. collage making……..Graffiti Competition and guess what……….i won prizes as well First Prize in Antakshari(me, parul and shreshtha as a team) ……..First Prize in Graffiti(me, parul and rahul b as team)……..Second prize in collage making (me and pawan as a team) …………..i felt like a winner for the first time at IIFM

Happiness Strikes You When You Are Least Expecting It !!!!!!

This certainly has been my experience during all the days at Kalpataru . Last year since we all were juniors and it was our first Kalpataru we were al enthused about it and I still remember all Associate Club Co-ordinators working diligently…..I was one of them…….Literary Club last year had praises from all and sundry and so I was very hopeful about the Prestigious “BEST CLUB” being awarded to my team……but it went out to the Cultural Club and ironically I was the one to give the shield to the chief guest

 But this year, since the beginning all the team members had a strategy planned to use the budget completely and boy how did the efforts and harwork pay…….the BEST CLUB  this year was awarded to LITERARY CLUB……….

As Rahul B says there is no “I” in the word “TEAM”……..it is certainly the joint efforts of all the team members, the past ones and the present that has been awarded in such a fruitful manner……….And this is because of Rahul B that we have the award today…… he is the brains behind the Literary Club and I am just the Facilitator….who is constantly pushing all the members to give their best

It was the moment which I will consider as one of the achievements of my life, a moment to cherish for years to come, a moment which i will narrate with pride……..and most importantly a moment which will make TSM a little proud of me for the very first time

I do know that this particular blog will have raised eyebrows from all the directions since I am (ideally) not supposed to mention or even have crushes nemore (For OBVIOUS reasons)……….but i just couldnt help fallin

Since its the fifth term, I am not studying much (As far i know, no one is for that matter !!!) So the most favourite passtiem these days is books and movies…….

I am a total movie buff and was suggested many good movies…..one of them being MUNICH……and thats how it all started ……..ERIC BANA…………..even mentioning him here is making my palms sweat like would of a teenager……

He is so good in the movie, be it looks or acting…….he is just AMAZING!!!! Then after MUNICH i was wondering as to why i did ot discover him before, then learnt that he has played Hector in TROY, boy how dumb could i be…….the time i saw TROY, i saw it for Brad Pitt, totally ignoring BANA…….how could I???

After MUNICH, i am kinda totally into him…….i keep surfing for his pictures online, asking for his movies, reading reviews about him, vital stats ……do every non sense thing related to him……….. to this extent that my Desktop and wallpaper has HIM…….. him being an australian makes it all the more stronger and me vying for him all the more………

Am hoping to find all the possible movies starring ERIC BANA and seeing them at a stretch …………… :)…………. an attempt to get more crazy for him

As a part of my OT II I had a chance of staying in Delhi for a brief period of 12 days for carrying out a Marketing research survey.

The Vimo partner organisation SEWA Delhi hosted my stay in a comfortable guest house which had a KITCHEN and the guests were supposed to cook by themselvesL

I wont say here that I cant cook…….but as TSM says, “There’s s difference between cooking and good cooking, there’s a difference between making dishes edible and making them delicious”……I leave that grading to people who have actually savoured my hand’s cooking (and I think I know what the grades would beJ). To start off, I had a quick look at the resources available and the kitchen provided had everything that would help me cook…..everything right from oil to cereals, from pulses to wheat flour.

Experimenting the first two days by making rotis and ready to eat vegetables from the market, boiling rice the next day, and surviving only on fruits and coffee the next day,  I gave up and discovered something far more better than this (I had this option even before….but I guess I just wanted to experiment with my cooking skills!!!) – EGGS……..

And it made my life much simpler for the rest of the days…….be it anything……..tired from field or too enthused to try something new…….to my rescue were eggs……..and what a variety I had……….it started from breakfast and went on till dinner. Scrambled, boiled, a plain omelette…be it anything……..eggs were my rescue to COOKING….

After the stay even I started saying what Basu always says “There’s nothing better in this world than having eggs” J

You and I in this beautiful world ……..this is the song I would probably keep humming when in iifm (even though I wander alone in the campus now L)

Suddenly the other day while reading documents at work I started missing IIFM…. (don’t be shocked people, I know its very unlikely of me).

 The events celebrated here, the fights (lets make this sound subtle) errr…..misunderstandings I had here………the late night talks……….the bonfires…….litti chokha chicken parties…………sipping coffee sitting in front of the library stairs with an Agatha Christie in hand( rereading it)……..the evening and after dinner walks…..the badminton court…….the GBM’s J, lukkhagiri in the canteen……………watching the sunset from the hostel terrace……………..working late nights on the group assignments at different places………..in the lawn……in library…….in the computer centre……….in the girl’s hostel lobbies……………gossiping with Shreshtha and Neha…….barging into their rooms anytime of the day J being on IP late nights and early morning during the exams and irritating all J (man am good at this)…………working at the eleventh hour of submission….stretching the rules to the maximum extent possible……..graduating into nocturnal creatures………………..

I could just go on and on with the list…………..

I can feel it all the more since I have only 3 more months left to be spent here………I guess at the end of the course I wont be able stop myself from saying as Kalps always does

“I love IIFM though I hate the people around” J

Being in IIFM has given me a chance to roam about so many places which I otherwise would not have been able to. (I hope I land up into a job which gives me an opportunity to do the same J)

Since I hail from Mumbai, the very first thing which strikes me about the city is the traffic discipline there. I never expect something as lavish as four-laned roads and vast freeways but no city I have been to is as organised as Mumbai (let alone the drunk spoilt brats who drive in the nights making news)….and am sure Delhi people will agree to this… you guys will, with the Blue line making headlines every passing day you just cannot disagree to this.

I was thinking how do I present everything I want to say about the traffic sense of different cities in a single paragraph without making it too long…so am presenting this in the form of a contest respective to the cities: (Panache…isn’t it??)

Many prizes wait…so get going people J

Delhi:

Spot a single car without a dent or a scratch

(Implied: with parking space that less and number of cars increasing each day cars run at a distance of 1mm from each other….did anyone hear “Keep Safe Distance??”)

Ahmedabad:

Spot a single car which follows lane rules and traffic signals

(Implied: when u start from home and reach back home safe and alive in the evening…don’t forget to thank god, because you are a warrior on road each day, dodging the cars, and crossing the streets and also the foul arguments that all vehicle drivers break into every minute…..trust me, am not exaggerating)

Pune:

Count the number of traffic signals you have to stop at in a single minute

(Implied: you can never ever drive beyond the first gear… even if you do you have a red light to stop at every 30 yards…..and escaping those would mean landing up paying heavy penalties because pune traffic police is sincere J)

Mumbai:

Count the number of times you honk your car horn in a single minute.

(Implied: with that many jams at every damn road……only a patient person can actually drive…the others will end up charging their car batteries many times in a month)

Entries to the above contests in the form of “comments only” will be considered and entertained J

This is the very first time that am writing about some movie in my blog- the simple reason being that I want to use this blogpost as a diary….to pen down all the weird and stupid thoughts to listen to which no one around me has the time nor the patience J

A powerful starcast which also had the incentive of having two hunks together Abhishek and Kunal Kapoor ♥J♥♥J……that was the only reason why I chose this movie over Bhool Bhullaiya which released the same day. Throughout the movie I regretted over the choice I made L

Calling the movie just bad would certainly be an understatement…..its PATHETIC and much more…cliché storyline and to add to that all the actors used in the making of the movie are thoroughly wasted…..their potential would have been used in a much better way but the director doesn’t seem to have explored even an iota of it…..

Some major drawbacks:

1.      Poor storyline – a family with a huge financial crunch having only two daughters and dad wishing if he had a son who would take care of the financial responsibilities, there comes our lead actress to burden herself with the responsibilities (do I need to mention that she can only do so by fleeing herself to Mumbai and finding her a job here???? Psst psst Delhi people….does that hurt you?? The film makers still chose Mumbai over your city inspite of it being awarded the best city…I hope your grievances are heard atleast now J

2.      The incentives – Abhishek and Kunal appear only after intermission when you are assured that the movie is a torture and want to kill yourself for being in the theatreL. Abhishek is totally wasted – has only 10 lines (believe me, I actually was counting) to deliver and 2 mistimed songs with the hazel eyed bong lady……that’s itL

3.      But, the other incentive comes in as a saving grace…with fresh performance and lively spirit which makes the remaining movie bearable.

4.      Mrs. Bachchan (senior one) as usual as the old worried mom, being a little selfish though in the movie.

5.      Anupam Kher – Old dad still blabbing about the benefits of having a son over daughters…..are all the girls listening??

6.      Miss Sen: I don’t understand why did she have to portray so dumb and immature in the movie….we know you are capable of much much more than this gal….there’s a serious need that you chose your scripts carefully……you are already out of the Page 3 mould and we want to see something what you are best at………

In short, 3 hours of utter non sense which actually give you a headache in the end…….and you are filled with guilt because you made someone else bear the movie with you too……..a sulking someone(TSM) sitting besides me for 3 hours cursing me for the torture I caused him…..L …but I will make up for it……

So please please do not repeat my mistake and chose BB instead…u’ll atleast have some moments of laughter (doesn’t matter even if the jokes are senseless J)

From OT’s nowhere to OT’s everywhere: excerpt by Neha Pahuja (nehapahuja.wordpress.com)… I want to ensure that there is no plagiarism here…..after all the grilling that I had from my OT-I evaluators…..not even in the blog about my OT-II J

This all started with the inception of an idea of having “diversity” in my resume…which would eventually give me more choice when it comes to placement………but NO…….no MF or banks for me…….. J

Chose vimo sewa…..as of now its just the orientation and my understanding of the project…field work is to be followed in the later part……..

Vimo has a Gandhian philosophy to follow…where people religiously follow it (though they behave hypocritically as and when the situation arises)….

Everyday the schedule follows a half an hour prayer in the morning at the start of office hours which includes YOGA sessions on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays……

The most interesting (very inconvenient and highly irritating for me) is that the organisation has a dress code………..SALWAR KAMEEZ …..only cotton or khadi………….and not to forget…. No sleeveless allowed L….that calls me for a added expense since I don’t have much of salwar kameezes L

The city is all good trying to compete itself as being like other cosmopolitans……..

But lots of places to eat…to shop….to roam………..

Hope these 2 months……. I have a blast in Gujarat J