It’s morning 9am. A Beginning. Another Beginning in the day of the life of a City of a million citizens. A father runs in his towel from a room to the other, whereas the son is waiting for him at the door and his wife waiting with a plate of Omlette on the table. And as the dad and son make their way through their building lobby into the streets, starts a chain.
It’s morning 9am. A Beginning. Another Beginning in the day of the life of a City of a million citizens. A father runs in his towel from a room to the other, whereas the son is waiting for him at the door and his wife waiting with a plate of Omlette on the table. And as the dad and son make their way through their building lobby into the streets, starts a chain. A chain of beginnings and endings of a million life processes each of them encounters, throughout the day.
Yes, this is the City of Mumbai. A Billion wishes it carries every day, as each of its citizen runs over to overtake the clock in an attempt to add an extra hour to his clock. They call it the City of Dreams. They say, if you can make it big here, u Will make it Big anywhere!
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The People's Nation - Mumbai
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And yet, it is not just a City. It is a collection of a billion individualities, struggling in the everyday crowd to set themselves apart from the very crowd they are a part of. Be it the Local trains, be it the overcrowded BEST buses; every individual story here defines Life. This is the very struggle that makes this maximum city, truly unforgettable. In the rush of Reality TV Auditions, to the Job interviews, to the ‘No Admission’ boards on the door of Vrindavan Restaurant, Chembur ; there exists Life. Life which shimmers and rattles its way through the noise of the Local trains and the Pav Bhaji walla’s kadhai.
The Air India building fails to spot the man who’ll rise up to fame tomorrow, yet the local trains spot him travelling everyday. You don’t have to be a big shot to have a big tomorrow in this City, you just have to be useful and Different. And then again, the issue of setting yourself apart from the crowd arises. We can’t get rid of that, can we?!
Ask a vendor on the street, he’ll tell you stories about Sachin Tendulkar – the son of the soil, the greatest the world has ever seen. Ask him more, and you’re sure to have your next few hours booked in a conversation that’ll last unperturbed in your mind for eons. Even Tendulkar himself was a part of this very Crowd once. See what I meant by getting ‘yourself to be useful in Mumbai’?!
Probably a proof to that is that when I type the word “Tendulkar” on MS Word today, there isn’t any typo error displayed!
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The Greatest Cricketer of all Time
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From the by-lanes of Versova’s sea-facing back-road to the Bandra Band Stand, Love subsists its way through the ups and downs of the Bombay Stock Exchange to the Bengal Chemicals of Navi Mumbai. Stock Market Shares are what the Merchants here deal with, and a share of land is what every citizen craves for. And don’t get me wrong when I say merchants, they are the ones who run the Economic capital of India. Diamond Merchants, the Gujju bhais are the ones who are known to be the best at what they do, and rightly so. Love isn’t just about sharing in this City, it isn’t about meeting 7 hours a day, it’s about spending an hour of one’s lunch break and dinner time on the phone, and of course – a Dinner at the Taj is quintessential for a healthy relationship.
This very dinner is what the rich spend on effortlessly. And yet, there is a Beggar on the Saki Naka, Andheri Street Signal begging for a day’s meal.
And yet, Mumbai happens to be home to a Billion more such coins having two sides. The person very next to you on the Local Train seat on the Virar local might turn out to be a Mr. Rahul Gandhi, and yet you might be distracted by the vicious and obnoxious odor of the mahn standing to the other side!
A Sheikh might look into a gutter and say “Yeh toh Oil Well se connected hoti”, and rightly so – if the waste is coming from a vada-pav vendor, Why Not?! Coins of life they are, wherein the coin of Fame comes in.
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Vada-Pav wallah
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Fame is a phenomenon you relate to whenever you hear the word ‘Mumbai’. And yet, one phrase stands true, ‘Success and fame is like Pregnancy, people shower you with love at the end, but they don’t give a darn to those nights you spent to get there!’ Fame exists as fat as a Rs 5 coin, embedded with an extra girth of loneliness. And the other side? The other side is a ‘Mannat’, of having a dream home in Bandra, of being a national heart-throb and spawning a Yamaha on the 3am Ma
Every Mumbaikar's Mannat, Shah Rukh's very own Nest
rine Line streets and getting away with knocking a person over (Sorry John, I’m a fan of yours!).
The other side is coming out of your Bungalow every morning to wave to a hoard of hungry Pigeons waiting for a look. And If you happen to be Mr. Amitabh Bachchan, then the hoard is of a different ‘humanely’ variety!
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And then comes the part of Mumbai, which I as a Mumbaikar – have grown up to love and admire, the people. May it be the hustle of getting into a share Auto Rickshaw, attacking it from 4 sides to get into it, or may it be the push you receive on your shoulder from a TV Anchor on the Platform no. 3 of the Dadar Railway Sthanak, or may it be the glimpse of the socialite you’re so used to seeing on the Page 3 of your Local daily ; it is the attitude of the people that sticks out!
I can tell you by a year’s experience, when a Mumbaikar comes out of Mumbai – it is his attitude that shines in the world. If he’s made it a year of existence in Mumbai, he can exist almost anywhere in the world owing to what this Maximum City’s taught him. And where does he get this from? He gets it from the hearts and love of the billion people he encounters every day in Mumbai. From the Bangla bondhu Fish-vendor to the Marathi kolliinn, to the Parsi baba selling fresh bakes in the Merwans store to the song ‘Tinku Jiya’ playing on full bass on a Allahbadi Auto-driver’s Rikshaw; there is something that flowers wach Mumbaikar’s personality – COEXISTANCE.
You may travel all around to California, Paris or Oslo ; you won’t get a Heart more Golden and a soul more loving than that of a true Mumbaikar. Try it!
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The Mumbai Spirit - Nothing can take away
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One of the most interesting questions ever asked to me, and there were quite a few who asked – ‘26/11 Terrorist Attacks ke time, tum kahaa the?’ I always have an answer, I was a part of a crowd which moaned the Loss of Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan, of ATS Chief IPS Hemant Karkare, of Inspector Vijay Salaskar, of Tukaram Omble and the others who sacrificed their life on the barrel of a few terrorist guns, to arrest ONE terrorist out of the 10 who tried to derail Mumbai.
I was a part of the Crowd that Stood Up, and through the pain of the loss of my fellow Mumbaikars – stood firm against those mannequins of inhumanity. I was a part of the Unbreakable Spirit of Mumbai.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-Sk75MScBM
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The 26/11 Terror Attacks
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I was and Still am – a Mumbaikar!
Personally, It’s been a year of staying away from Mumbai now. And I can assure you, I’m having Goosebumps and my eyes have shed many a tear while writing this. No other piece has got this much out of me. All I can say is, I’m coming soon Back Home Mumbai :’(
It is in the name of Mumbai’s favourite Lord that I End this, Shri Shri Ashthavinayaka, Shri Siddhivinayaka – Shri Ganesha. Ganapati Bappa Morya, pudhchya varshi lowkar yaa.
May you shower Mumbai with all your Blessings and Love.
THIS is Mumbai.
Social networking sites like Facebook, Twitter, Myspace, Hi5 and video sharing sites like Youtube and metacafe must be an integral part of your life. This must’ve come to your notice that there’s this African Guy on the cover of some video titled with a cheeky name “KONY” going viral everywhere.
Now, lemme clarify some perceptions – KONY is NOT a celebrity. He is NOT contesting for the Elections in America. Neither is he the leader of a movement against corruption in Africa. All these are mere misconceptions. So then What and Who the frig is Kony??? Let’s find out.
Joseph Kony is the world’s worst war criminal alive and is the leader of LRA or the ‘Lord’s Resistance Army’ in Uganda. Keeping it simple, what Kony does is he employs children to work for him under the LRA, maims the children and even defaces them. Then he forces these very children to kill their own parents and other children around. He makes them sex slaves and terrorists.
These aren’t just 70 school children he’s brain-washed, there are nearly 30,000 of them. You read right, THIRTY THOUSAND school-young children working for a Terror group.
Speaking about Terror, Kony is Not related to the Al Qaeda Or the Taliban. What he is related to, is empowering himself in Africa. FACT is that as you read this, he’s abducting and killing a child in his province in Uganda And simultaneously making other minors work for him.
The only apparent reason he does this is because he wants to promote himself in Africa and Uganda.
So, what’s the cause?
STOP KONY. Yes, its that simple.
Kony 2012 is an initiative by the group ‘Invisible Children’ to combat the growing menace called Joseph Kony, a menace which exists in Uganda. It was all started by Jason Russell, a common man like us. So, if you’re already seeing the video displayed below, it’s done by Jason Russell and his team.
So, what’s the plan?
Again, a short and simple story. Make Joseph KONY a household name by publicizing him like hot cakes.
How does that plan work??? Well, it’s a bit complicated.
The KONY 2012 movement has aimed at making an impact in the US of A. So much so, that the very White House has sent a 100 strong contingent to Uganda to fight against and finish Joseph Kony’s terror. All of the above is described in Russell’s video. He uses the analogy of his very own son’s safety to explain the need of countering Kony’s terror.
What do I do as a world citizen?
Make a note. 20th April on you Calendar. This is the night the world will ‘Blink’. Posters about Kony Will be posted All over the world in the night-time for this cause. And That is how you can make an impact. However, 20th of April is not the End. This movement stretches Beyond, and till the 31st of December 2012.
Yes, that’s the plan. Make an impact so big by the 31st of December 2012 that the world stands up and notices Kony, the modern day Hitler. It is high time we get Kony arrested. High time we clean the Earth of it’s ugly side.
Would You like to live in a world where your child is not guaranteed safety 24/7??? Would you like to see your neighbor’s child getting killed while you are powerless??? Well, the neighbor might not be next door, but he’s Human. Even he felt the same that you felt when a baby arrived in your family. And this is what happens???!
Stand Up. Fight for this movement against Joseph Kony. The US can withdraw the troops from Uganda anytime they wish to. And this movement can fizzle out. Let your effort be a secondary wavelet of propagation.
So that, when you turn on the News tomorrow and see “JOSEPH KONY CAPTURED”, you can proudly punch your fist in the air and cry in happiness for the countless children’s’ lives you just saved. It is an appeal from my side, you’ll hear a lot of people criticizing this movement. But please do what you feel is right.
spread the word. It’s your Time to make an impact. Use it.
Here’s the link to the website you can visit
You can find almost anything related to the KONY 2012 movement herein.
I’ll be posting a Lot of Stuff about KONY 2012 here, and will be keeping you updated to the 20th April and later, so keep checking this space for more.
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All you MITans have now successfully learnt how to make em girls fall for you, and the girls vice versa i hope 
To start with, i’m not late, i’m not lazy, i’m not mating, nor am i overburdened with excessive work to write frequently on this space, i was just waiting for you guys to keep up with d pace of my preaching 
One comes into MIT, and before he sees the teachers wear Fluorescent Orange, Bright Blue and Water Pink Sarees, he sees the couples out here!
In MIT And in Manipal, couples are found everywhere. Being single is like being an endangered Panda species out here! Couples here, couples there, couples everywhere.
An overview of the “Lovely” atmosphere prevalent amongst people who are ever so determined and focused in making a Valentine’s day out of the rest of 365 days in a year, has really inspired me to cleanse my mind onto this post..
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I tell you – the Foodcourt is a wild place. Seriously, its wilder than a Zoo! You get all types of species and strata in here. Every corner has this amazing thing about itself – its never empty!
Guys, i don’t know how you all manage to bite into sum chicken and suck on it in front of your girl. I mean, yes if your girl does that it does look horny n all but GUYS??!
The foodcourt couples are the best pretenders. And it won’t be a surprise if u said that it’s been a tradition since centuries for them to open a book and stick close to each other all the time.
Whatever happened to Sensibility!
How the heck is it possible that you eat the most sub-standard food in manipal and expect to create feelings of love and passion to your lover???! or does Sambar seem so tasty everyday???
Or do the round tasteless vadas served in d evenings make you horny???!
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The footpath couples are the most abundant creatures you’ll see in Manipal, be it 930 in the morning sunlight, or half an hour after their hostel perm time’s expired, they are a living example of “Love never dies”, not even in front of a smelly Dustbin OR in front of Dogs wandering at the level of your face!
These couples, on close observation show symptoms of excessive activity on small simulative doses. For 90% of the times, the sole dose or reason for them is “kaanta lag gayaa :’( chubh rahaa hai”. And then the partner goes everywhere in search of d kaanta
Wonder how come Manipal, has so many Thorny and Spiny plants that keep poking on girls who are usually found to be on that very footpath!
Also is hard to imagine HOW in the world does the sweet smell of the dust on the road, the constant smoke given off by oncoming vehicles act as a stimulus for Love!
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This defies true sense. These couples who love spending their time at the Mosquito infested, Reptile rich, Biological Hotspot called End Point are truly wonders of nature!
Seems a sumptuous deal isn’t it – going with you love to a place of epic scenic beauty and returning with lovely and unforgettable memorabilia of Malaria, Dengue, Insect bite, Rashes, snake spottings, Bird poop on you head (Lucky!), Red Ants caressing your senses etc!
If you are lucky, you and your lover might even get an absolutely free of cost visit from Mr.Manipalbug and he’ll give you the anecdote to keep bunking lectures for a long long time.. Not to mention the Medical charges and the absolute anxiety to wake up 12times from sleep to scratch!
Love flows faster than the river flowing through End Point, and couples can be spotted choosing the most dangerous of places for the most scenic of views!
So, finally something to commend me about
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NO SQUATTING is something one probably notices before noticing even the Kamath Canteen and the AB1 Jalpari when he comes to manipal. Yeah right, what could’ve been worse than having Guys Squat every morning out there!
Not the case the other way around though
The curve right outside Kamath Canteen not only forms an ambient place for couples, but also for triples and quadruples. Well, I Believe these Triples and Quadruples are superfast species who’ve taken my preaching too seriously!
KC definitely provides for a great atmosphere, after all where else in Manipal can you get first hand Knife-action of the Rikshaw Drivers??! Besides, how enjoyable it is to see the Yellow Beast of Buses scare the Shit out of every person walking on the footpath even!!!
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Yes, there’s a lot more to go folks. A Lot more places to discover, a lot more things to see. No no no, you don’t pack up and go rightaway, let me do the honors
It’s for you to sit back, read my posts and yeah – Give these couples mean stares the next time you see them in their precincts!!!
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Keep Watching this space for more.
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Rose Day’s today, a day of expression through one of the most beautiful forms of beauty in nature – Roses. Yellow for Friendship, Red for love etc. Is how we all see it.
Its been centuries since Valentine’s day and such days like the Rose Day were considered days of expression of emotion and power, in the most subtle way.
Lovers call it a day where the mind gets Captivated by the Power of love, wherein the soul is mesmerized by the emotion of a sense of belonging and togetherness.
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But what we fail to read is what lies between the lines. And what ‘lies’ is often the truth that we all deny exists, coz it is too bitter a pill to swallow.
If you love someone so much, you don’t need to go out there and let her know by a car full of Roses, you can do the same by loving her and caring for her with the same affection for your lifetime, through thick and thin. That is the simplest and purest form of True Love.
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Do we need to reserve a special day for Rose Submission for mechanical happiness, or Can we actually have more of our days dedicated to the ones who really need our roses, our love and affection???
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It might be just what we think, but in reality it is the Cancer of Love that we deal with. It is still a harsh truth that many people don’t realize, that if we have a person suffering from the pain of Cancer around us, it is our duty to take care of that person simply as This is an opportunity for us, provided directly by God to serve him, to be one amongst the many who can give the person love and care.
No matter how much we pray, it is useless if it deals with materialistic gains, it is in deeds of humanity and love that the quality of one’s existence and happiness Is measured by the almighty. But what can one do if a Killer crab suddenly takes away a huge chunk of their life?
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We all wish and how we do, If Cancer could get Cancer and Die all by itself someday!
So, this Rose Day and the Valentine’s Day to come later along with a lot of ‘special’ days in between, lets show our Support to the people who fight against a form of death that kills a part of them everyday. Lets take that part of their soul and make them feel beautiful, such that even DEATH breaks down by the sheer power of Humanity and Care.
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Let’s Overcome death with Love, Let’s extend our hands to the ones who need our love.
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Don2. Farhan Akhtar. Shah Rukh Khan.
Shit, the popcorn’s still stuck into my back teeth. I poke my fingers 1ce, 2wice, 3rice and hell, now I get the taste of Sugar-Free from the Diet Coke. And Suddenly Priyanka Chopra is dancing in a Skimpy Blue God knows what dress. Ohh la la, but wait, people are leaving, what in d world is happening???! I Look @ mom and ask,”Toothpick??” and I notice calm, the same calm I haven’t been experiencing since the past few days at home. She’s sleeping J But WTH, then comes the names and d movie is over! How did I get to this place? Lets see..
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The Start of the movie is the most boring part, with characters playing characters and Farhan Akhtar feeding the audiences’ memories of what happened last time around. Soon comes a man looking like a Kabuliwala riding on a boat. JOHNNY DEPP is it???! Naah, its sum other fellow. Oh shit, it’s the same guy who speaks about Don, Hell – its Don himself, who else speaks about him
A Boat sequence, some Dialogues here and there and a 100pounder fighting a 400pounder. Nothing much, other than a Vin Diesel Stunt and obnoxious idiotic Villains having large Oil Barrels @ their Adda, as if asking enemies – SHOOT HERE :/
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Then come a few men posing to be heads of Drug Cartels who wanna kill Don coz he’s lowered the Price of Drugs all over.
Is Pablo Escobar listening?? Don’s done something, u no see India??? Now u see India from Cuba, Columbia and Mehico. Don gets frightened and surrenders to the police, well the only police in the world seem to be Priyanka Chopra and Om Puri.
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Well, Then Om Puri thinks of retiring and then later comes back from retirement blah blah blah. Hell, is this a movie or the present day Arsenal FC – players coming out of retirement for lost causes and all ?! :/
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It’s so easy to surrender and end up in the same jail as ur enemy. Don does just that, yes – no courts, no sentences, no summons, straight forward a jail cell. Jootey maaru aise police ko, 11 mulko ki police kya achaar daal rahi hai Don par???
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Some jail fight and shit, and Don escapes. WTH, how did Farhan guess the same’s gonna happen wid MI4??? FACEPALM!
Food Poisoning, Kill some officials, Dress change (Except the innerwear) and ur out of a Jail. Trust me, forget Don – not even a Don-key will try to implement such a Stupid Idea, C’mon the Malaysian people have small Eyes, doesn’t mean they can’t see Don’s face and recognize him!
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Then comes the Ocean’s Eleven part. Don is out to form a team. A Hacker, and a few enemies.. Why does this have to happen everytime??? Why does a Hacker always have to replace the live video of a vault wid a recorded one and control the lighting system???! Goddamnit
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Some Psychology then, some planning and then comes Attack on a Deustche Central Bank somewhere in Zurich to steal Plates for money making. Anna listening??? SRK still has the plates, arrest him!
Ocean’s Eleven – bomb planting, detonation and vaults falling down here and there, laser detection, blah blah. Hell, wouldn’t the Manager of Deustche Central himself seen Ocean’s Eleven a Hundred and Eleven times by now and made a security system stronger than this???!
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Corruption in a German bank, some Blackmail and all. Then comes the Bear Jew An Indian Jallad who’s seen beating a dead man. P.S.-why does an Indian Hitman always have to be named Jafar Khan???! Why does he have to sound like his forefathers were Butchers???
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Then comes the funny part – MICRO UZIS haahaahaa!
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Believe it or not, there’s NO use of Kalashnikovs (AK47’s) in this action movie Kyun Farhan Bhai, Germany me Chinese maal hi aata hai kya???
Then comes a scene from Counter-Strike. Don Shoots, his enemies shoot, every1 shoots, kicking Grrreeenaaadddes all over. Then a Hostage Crisis scenario, then Helicopters buzzing around, le policia hiding behing le door of le blue and white cars. It’s got all the makings of Action movie.
Don plays psychological games, and duh – wins in the end. Cut-Scenes everywhere, Insult to the Indian Audiences’ intellect, C’mon Farhan WE PEOPLE CAN RELATE!
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But Hell, wtf is the Police doin in a hostage scenario??? Don’t they have the SWAT or Secret Police in Germany???? Oh wait, they’re busy watching the Dirty Picture – Ohh la la
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Hero Heroine fall in love and SRK leaves wid his “Immunity” papers. He’s a Free man now. Some tricks and then some dialogues wid Mahesh Bhupati’s wife. Movie Over. Don Still Alive, Farhan – abh kya TV Serial banayega Don ke naam se??? yaa phir Comic nikaalega??? Time for a new Don yaar, 6 years later he’s anyways gonna be B.A.One (51 yrs!).
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Excuse me for the pathetic one. But SRK grew 4-6 feet tall in this movie too and came back down there when Hritik’s cameo was over :/
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Pathetic Songs, I’d rather spend 4 hours watching Johnny English, @least he says he’s doing comedy and does it best J Long Live Rowan Atkinson !!!
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Moral of the Story – Chyamaila Mumbai Police are better, atleast they inform the NSG. @least they don’t come too early to see bombs blast on the crime scene. @least they don’t have detectives who double up as MI agents. @least they don’t issue “Immunity papers” to people. Immunity papers me yeh to like diya hota ki “Don, u have Syphillis and Piles – No Immunity”.
and Finally, @least they don’t have Gay officers like Priyanka’s Love interest in the movie who’s afraid of a car ride. He’s like “Ohh my God Ohh My God Ohh nooo!” in d fast car and then in the end he warns Don, like he owns Don’s underpants!
Guy – “Mai tujhe Dekh lunga, Agar isey (meri Jockey ko) kuch hua toh” (finger point)
Don – “Toh? Haahahahahaa Meheeeeheheee Bakra”
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And Don lives again.
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Beyond the Dark of the night, beyond the Green Eyes of the Black Cats scampering on empty roads lies the life of the Dark Wolves, the creatures who’ve learnt to laugh like Hyenas when they they laugh, and Work like Workaholics when they do.
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That’s the Wolf side of Manipal, the Boogeymen and Boogeywomen come alike for an atmosphere of human jubilation. For some, it means a pint of Booze and a place to feel absent, for the others it means losing yourself in the joy of dance. The same joy that shreds off all the pain, all the tiredness that encapsulates him in the week.
That is Play for the Superhumen . That is how we roll, that is exactly what makes us a separate legion of creatures which can transform into all forms possible and still come out and say, This Is Life!
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They say the best anecdote for work is the Orgasm of Parties, the Beats of ultimate Intimacy, the seduction of Music blowing into your mind, the lust of the Lights that laser your eyes off!
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Yes, we do it that way.
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There’s no Creepers, no Owls in the night light. If you ever walked on the manipal streets in the night and heard noises and thought those were creatures of the night, THINK AGAIN!
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Turn your head and look back, they might just be the Nocturnal Party Species who’ve had the wildest time of their life!
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The Night Light Captivates all
- This is a Tribute to all the IEEE seniors who made me realize that the best things in life are often notorious, you just Have to experience them and enjoy to the last drop of Sweat! Work hard, Party Harder
Wonderful experience working with all you guys
Coffee isn’t something abstract, it isn’t something difficult. Some say its bad, but i say its great. Don’t get me? Lemme tell you
Coffee has got its own tendencies to fight fantasy. It is the modern day 300 Warrior against the realms of imagination and the very roots of it.
Coffee is very very powerful. It can kill your free mind!
But why?
Hell, Coffee doesn’t Mix with sleep
One of the greatest Oil-Water analogies of all time, Coffee isn’t just a cup full of liquid – its a lot more. It’s an opportunity for the Casanovas to pick up a conversation. Obviously, the pick up has nothing to do with Coffee itself!
Or has it?
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Is this what the Devil yearns for?
The Smell of Mocha and Ivorian Beans, the virginity of the pure coffee, the sobriety of the Vanilla Latte, the Devilish Groan that the Cuppicuno offers you. Does anything else offer you such tempestuous Variety?
Coffee is the Stimulant of the idle mind, it’s a so called “Director” that makes u look right out of the window at the green grass of your Fat neighbor’s lawn that u have never noticed. Yet, the Coffee obliges Every single time to make you see something new
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Coffee is Aromatic, its Sumptuous and its Sexy. A perfect date is not perfect without Coffee
But a perfect date implies Sleep too, so does Coffee mix with Sleep there?? haahaa!
A Lot Can Happen Over Coffee
Taking things away from Coffee a bit, a Spider never has Coffee before he repeatedly spins webs after failing again and again. Napoleon never had his men supply him with gallons of Coffee every year. Gandhi never had Coffee every morning.
So what did these noble creatures do??? SLEEP!
Take it in a way that Coffee debars your boundaries of fantasy. It Prevents you from reaching the places you’ve always wanted to, or imagined you could be!
Those divine places where you get to know more about yourself, those places where there’s only you and the people you want, those places that only DREAMS are made of
Coffee takes that away from you
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But, today it’s the Coelscence of Coffe and Sleep that makes the outright difference between the good and the best
You dream, you imagine and you explore. And when you need something extra out of yourself in the real world and dreams can’t provide you with that, you drink coffee to get those extra hours in!
That makes for a Symbiotic association
so, my basic proposed theory just got negated by myself, and why ? Coz i am on 2 Cups of Coffee at 1:30 am and i dont wanna sleep, i wanna think and i wanna write. This is the same theory that i’d like to rephrase,
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Coffee doesn’t mix with Sleep, unless there’s 2 shots of Vodka Involved!
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Impossible is Nothing.
Deviating from what i love, lets explore a different genre altogether.. Nope, i dont have the girls on this one, nor the bling and glitter, i have something way more important!
Guys guys,calm down – i am not writing about pornography
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President Obama has a vision of transforming American Education Standards to meet the Indian Education system’s credibilities in the oncoming years. As it is, none of his visions stay in his head, he blutters them onto the Biggest microphone in America. People have their own ways of reaching us you see
But hey, WAIT!
Credibilities of the Indian Education System??! Cedibilities What???
So lets Question this very system .
A kid is born, happy family, happy relatives , happy neighbours. Oh look, this kid’s got wide ears and lovely Blue Eyes! Dad says he’ll be a Brilliant, Clever and Intelligent young man. Everybody Agrees. Everybody Agrees like a Mule which often shakes his head seeing a Cow urinate!
The Kid smiles, comparisons all around, and all of a sudden he starts to cry. Mom thinks he’s hungry, but you know what- he isn’t. Food is just a way to make him Quiet, but the weight of Expectations has taken its first toll on this little toddler!
So goes the child to grow, and Bam- He’s put to a play-school with 30 odd kids like him. The Kid loves it. Who doesn’t love the company of people of your kind around!
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Playschool and KG over, and the kid is put into school. As if the weight wasn’t enuf, he has to carry a Gunny Sack full of paper to school. And of course, a Dog’s Chain-Straddle lookalike Water-Bottle !
Years roll on, and the kid finds Competition – Everywhere! Art, Sports, academics, and (if he’s my type! ) Love. When his psyche demands an explanation, his father explains Darwin’s Theory of Survival of the Fittest, and the rest of relatives and Servants…………uhhmmmm………..well, they agree and shake their heads like Mules..
Its no sooner than 7th grade, and a gulf seems to be forming in the child’s capability. a Gulf for the best or the worst. The reason? Competition!
Lets talk positive – say a child is brighty oh mighty, he’s “Encoraged” to try harder. He does.
Reaches the 9th grade with 9/10 grades. Mother smiles, father’s proud already, servants boast about a genius @ their workplace, and every1′s so very happy.
No sooner, the child scores a 96% in 10th grade Boards. Thats when parents cry their tears of joy and sorrow. Happens @ every house, doesn’t it?!
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A trip to a coaching class convinces the parents to make him choose preparations for IIT-JEE, CA-IPCC etc. The ‘kid’ has grown up now. He studies, manages a girlfriend by now. Still cracks an All India exam and goes into college.
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Now, i ask you – Is 96% all that is to make “Grown Ups” happy???! A child has various options in front of him, and he selects the best for him. Trust me – CA, IAS, Engineering and Medicine are NOT the only 2 options he assesses, but in most cases one is Forced to make a decision amongst these coz of the insecurity in the other fields!
3 Lakh bloody Rupees to a coaching class is what you give to jail your child and bound him to studies. All i mentioned were the Positive events. WHAT IF – SOMETHING in that chain goes wrong???
Can you rule out a simple small failure in academics or a possible Heart-break, or an addiction that takes the child off-course? What if that happens? The child is left to rot with his own self then! Just how narrow is the margin of error for a child to fall back out here??!
Where have the Big Ears, the Beautiful Blue Eyes and clever mind gone now??????
Doesn’t it bring a smile to a parent’s face to see their child be happy, than to posing in a passing-out photograph with Dark Circles around his eyes and an Introvertish stature????
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Mr. Kapil Sibal, what do you do with a million Engineers???
What do you do with the education system Killing and Slaughtering the modern day Rabindranath Tagores and the Ruskin Bonds???
You propose a change that never takes place???
Is this what you show to the public, expecting them to shake their heads like Mules watching a Cow Urinate shit on TV ???
Probably, one thing that this system teaches us – aim higher coz u’ll NEVER get there. A million guys are already eyeing your place, u’ll reach somewhere below!
One HAS to be brilliant, or else he HAS to face Humiliation from every1 around, righty oh mighty????!
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i am a Product of ur Mechanical Robotics, and a failure in myself already – This is what an Indian student writes, Shame On You!
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For Heaven’s sake, President Obama – if you happen to read this by a 1 in a millionth of Probability, PLEASE for God’s sake, DO NOT make your education system like ours, its Equivalent to MENTAL MANSLAUGHTER :O :(
To start off with this one, Thank You people for the wonderful response to my last post in this Genre – “How to get em Manipal girls to fall for you” Keep it up people,and someday we’ll amass a college book on girls
Shredding every insane delusions we have and peeling our minds empty to the hilt, lets get down to something more realistic – DATES
there are, as usual 2 types of people in this world – the ones who look Good and the ones who look better
First thing to remember you guys, dating is NOT a mating ritual in India atleast
so, get ur minds into it – you are lucky enough to have secured a date after following what i taught you in my last post, so utilize the opportunity!!!
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1. First things first, this is NOT a Lady Gaga show, Beta House or American Pie – So, we need to dress up Dressing sense is the most essential part of a date. It creates an impression, and we all want that impression to be a Steel Imprint rather than a Sand carving.
Being a gentleman is the first part of a true, Solid impression. Doesn’t mean you always dress up in a buttoned shirt though, thats too British! Always have surprises up your sleeve to pull them up in the most unexpected of moments.
I’m not asking you to take a Magic wand and start beating it on your room-mate’s head for testing 1..2..3 but the best guys are the ones who can impress with their unpredictability,singing a song,maybe an instrument you know from your childhood,maybe some magic skills themselves – work perfectly while your out on a date!
Remember to take some wealthy opinion on these skills from the others b4 you implement em, u don’t wanna be singing up there alone @ the end of the night!
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2. CONFIDENCE is the second issue, and believe me – you got some essential confidence down there, now’s the time – Use it! And don’t go walking around on d streets thinking whether its a date actually if the girl’s agreed to go out wid u..Manipal is a hotspot for insects,you might get bitten by one Badly on the street
On a serious note, if she’s agreed to come out wid you, don’t worry – Make it as good as a date even if it isn’t!!!
Confidence doesn’t come from mouth sprays and hair-gel, it comes from within,so keep thinking 2 things @ a time, unless you connect with her.
Consider her to be the cleverest creature in the world for the time being but consider yourself no less!
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3. Selection of PLACE is another thing to be focused on. DO NOT select a common place like the Food Court where you got 2000 people staring @ you, making you nervous @ every step just coz your with a beauty!
Fork out some Dough man, the good things in life..aren’t free
For God’s,Heaven’s,Love’s,Madness’,Hell’s,heck’s and Dog’s Sake – DO NOT choose an area like End Point where you got Insects and Creepy Crawlies around. You might get bitten and you might have to run to the most unfamiliar, unwanted ‘post-date place’ – the KMC Hospitals
A sombre place like the Malpe Beach works out perfectly, the beach is a very Very romantic place to spend some time (Remember to keep your carry bags in the Lockers available, your hands need to be less busy ). Even Places like the Basil Cafe and Crumbz work out perfectly coz they’re real quite and lovely.
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4. Another important thing, excuse youself for the washroom after you make yourself and her comfortable, and got get your Hair rightened up and try to look your best. Also, ask the waiter to put up a light song. She appreciates a guy who stays or even tries to stay tip-top. a little more effort on the music is appreciated by her even more!
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5. Being YOURSELF, being frank as i told you last time – is the key to a perfect date. Do Not try to be someone else and make yourself sound like a wannabe, mark my words – if she likes you, she likes you for what you are.
what if she doesn’t???! Plan B??? lemme repeat what i said the last time………………….
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Leave her for the IITans and NITans! She’s not worth you
We are MIT
Untill the next time guys, thank you and keep watching this space for more!!!
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