Tru(i)cky Transition.....

We all have seen that typically this is what is written on the back of trucks here. But there has been slow transition in this too;)

TO

No wonder India is progressing rapidly and its GDP is also projected at 8.1% in this year's budget:p This trucky situation really had me in splits:p

A song heard after long.....

I was listening to an interview of Ameya Date on radio, who was the last one to go out of the Indian Idol contest. According to me, he really sings well. Well, the fact of the matter is he sang this song which is from the movie Gaman and originally sung by Suresh Wadkar. I was hearing this song after a really long time and its depth amazed me this time round.

seene mein jalan aankhon mein tufaan saa kyon hain ?
is shahar mein har shaks pareshaan saa kyon hain ?

dil hain to, dhadakane kaa bahaanaa koee dhoondhe
patthar kee tarah beheesa-o-bejaan saa kyon hain ?

tanahaee kee ye kaunasee, manzil hain rafeekon
taa-hadd-ye-najar yek bayaabaan saa kyon hain ?

kyaa koee nayee baat nazar aatee hain hum mein
aaeenaa humein dekh ke hairaan saa kyon hain ?

The last two lines are my favourite in this song...
Is there something new that you can see in me?
Why is the mirror surprised to see me?

Awesome...the song is completely in questions and answers are yet to be found. Don't know what I would have been without music.....

Quizzing you...

Chalo chalo, lets see who reads this blog with what levels of concentration:p Best of luck:p

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Quizzing idea taken from here

Bhuli Bhisri Yaadein - 1

"A long time ago", "In my childhood", "Kya din the woh", such statements brought to my mind that there are actually quite a few things that have slowly faded away which what marks the beginning of this series on this blog. I'll be focussing on anything or anyone who have been typically forgotten....

Blame it on the television and multiplex culture in India, but circus which was once considered a national heritage has gone into oblivion. As a child I still remember, a typical summer vacation outing would be to a circus near Bandra Reclamation Grounds. It would be a task by itself to get tickets, especially the front row ones. Elephants trotting on the periphery, tigers dancing to the tunes of a stick, tamed lions jumping through huge loops of fire sent a shiver down the spine. Then there was the motorbike hero who looked like Superman flying inside a closed globe and the marvellous trapeze artistes who flew like angels and always caught my attention. Nowadays, circus troupes can barely attract enough of a crowd and are fighting for their survival. There was one point of time when Indian circuses were actually preferred even over their Russian and Italian counterparts. But with licensing requirements and stricter animal regulations, there needs to be some kind of a balance struck by the government with some kind of supportive measures to circuses.
Till then, all I can say is "I miss the place where the clown runs the show"....

Yaadein, Yeh Yaadein......

Tough times....

Last three days have been really tough for me and I have been completely shaken by some things. I just wish the battle of thoughts stop in my mind...i just want to stop thinking... I just want the will to survive testing times as I have understood the harsh reality that I am alone at the end of the day.

The "Gen Y" Netas....

There seems to be a convergence of political and economic philosophies around the world. For Indian voters loyalties based on caste, religion and language are paramount. It will probably take several generations and a much larger scale of urbanisation to mould several population together. For example, in a relatively cosmopolitan Mumbai, one cannot imagine a Hindu winning an election in Mohammed Ali Road or a Muslim winning in Dadar. Political parties have not yet been able to play a role in bridging the divisions in society, in fact they leave no stone unturned in creating them. Therefore its become all the more imperative now to have new ideologies, new outlook and for politicians to have human side to them. The younger politicians definitely come like a whiff of fresh air in the average above 60+ Indian pollitical arena. Out of the parties today, Congress seems to have this young politicians brigade.

Sachin Pilot:
For the Wharton Business School educated, son of Rajesh Pilot, politics is a new subject. Sachin Pilot wanted to fly planes, but his bad eyesight prevented from joining the Air Force although he had a commercial pilot licence. Now he is on a different plane and trying to make a difference for people in his constituency. He is media-savy and is seen on various platforms and according to me he makes sense while he is talking. One doesn't get the feel that he is speaking the typical "political" language.

Milind Deora:
Son of Congress veteran Murli Deora, management graduate from Boston, loves music and occasionally strums the guitar at local hotspots. He has taken a major step in Mumbai infrastructure development and works with a NGO called Sparsh. He also hosts a talk show on a radio channel and he really makes sense on that too.

Jyotiraditya Scindia:
For him, entry into politics was an accident following the untimely death of his 'royal' father in an air crash. He is one of the youngest of the Parliamentarians and was elected to the Lok Sabha from his father's constituency Guna in Madhya Pradesh, with awesome margin of more than 4.5 lakh over his immediate rival. For the Congress, Jyotiraditya was a natural choice not because the voters of the constituency had unstinting loyalty towards the Scindia family but also the young Scindia's exposure to politics right from his teens and his understanding of the problems of his people. He is a management graduate from Harvard.

What a today's voter needs is "Gen Y" netas, people who have the courage to ask the question "why" and be proactive in being able to bring about the change. Being young is not about the age, but its all in the mind. For people who believe in party politics a lot, I hope all these politicians from any party are able to create a difference. As for me what matters is youth are no longer being considered a liability...

Rang......

Rangon Ka Afsana Hai..
Sabke Dilon Ka Taraana Hai....
Har Taraf Uda Hai Umeedon Bhara Gulaal....
Jaise Har Saaz Mein Hai Sapt Swaron Ka Taal....

Suraj Ke Kirnon Ka Paani Par Padne Se....
Desh Ke Tirange Tak....
Suhaagan Ke Maathe Se.....
Vidhwa Ke Daman Tak....
Har Taraf Rang Hai......
Bas Dekhne Ki Der Hai....

Mann Mein Bhar Lo Umang...
Shauk Se Magn Hokar Peelo Bhang.....
Is Mehfil Mein Uthi Hai Dhoom....
Aakhir Yeh Holi Ka Jasba Hai....

Wishing all of you a VERY VERY HAPPY HOLI!! People are of different shades and so are colours:)

What's With The Climate???

In Mumbai When

One

Is Supposed To Be

Sweating Like Pigs

Why

Is The Climate Sending

Shivers Down My Spine???????

It really doesn't feel like March at all. Yesterday it was raining!! For a change Indian weather Bureaus of the wrong weather predictions at the wong times are proved right;)

Happy Woman's Day...

Happy Woman's Day to each woman out there whos making a mark and holding her own against a lot of things every single day. I have also been reading the Blog-athon and kudos to those people who are taking an initiative. I hope it helps in building an awareness at least for starters.

Success has no address,
No landmark,
No calling card,
But the path is steep,
And some will take the elevator,
But i will take the stairs,
Some will get there faster,
But i will get there stronger,
And adversity will be my
Travelling companion,
Because when i get there,
I can turn to adversity and say,
So long,
And heave the bag of taunts
and insults i gathered
along the way, and scatter them
to the birds,
I will miss them,
But feel lighter,
Yes,
That will be the day,
When i stand at
a large bay window,
And unclench my fist,
For there will be no more
odds to conquer,
Not even the mind,

I like odds, they help me get even

---Source Unknown

Its all about getting even with the wrong person at the right place at the right time. So get going...