Merry-Go-Round!!!

Its been some time when I actually wrote something on Pentropy(actually I felt I must mention that it’s time when I wrote something meaningful, but I felt that my definition on ‘meaningful’ would be deceptive and would create a hell ambiguity, so I decided to cut the crap, ahh shhh dk!)

It’s been a strange period of time for me, I tried working hard for a change but to my surprise it works in the other direction! My productivity falls if I direct all my energies in one direction. May be not doing anything else but work makes my mind think that I am doing nothing else but work and hence I don’t try to do even work and that concludes in no results and a lot of surprise(Oh my god, what did I just say?). It’s getting complex I know, but yea when you have not written anything for some time you obviously tend to produce random gabble and not a distinctive and defined speech.

While I write or plan to write, I spontaneously try to think a lot of things. On paper they could sound (read) like this:-

• Hmm, let’s write something!

• Oh, yea it’s been so much time I decided to write on music, what hell, Music is my spiritual and mental nourishment and how come I can’t think of anything to write on music! Yea, I will write on my best 5 songs of all time, 5, ahhh a small number….ok 10!

• oh wow, I just love Khamaj(a song by Paki band Fuzon) its such a drug, I must write and tell the world that destroy all cocaine, its the best drug!noo, not music, nobody will like reading a story on a song or an album or a band…they all have their tastes in music..i have mine..ahh…may be i will..or..let me wait another day!

• I must write something yaar, what the hell is this mental block, sobs sobs!

• I wrote ‘can u imagine‘, people liked it (perhaps, at least they commented not realizing that I didn’t put any thoughts on that!) so let me write some random shit yet again and make people think (ahh, 4 of them, 5 of them!)

• Oh, if i don’t find any other thing I will post some of my lost poem stuff (which I feel is great, is mine, and is not so understandable for anyone but me and a few more people!)

• Forget it, i am not writing it today! no one will read it anyways! Let me just go and have a hot chocolate fudge, I will love my life.

 

I am too confused in my writings as I am in my life. But the fact is do I want this confusion to end, I don’t know! May be I can just live the rest of my life fiddling with this confusion, fondling with my brain, flaunting the fake imaginations and hiding my garish reality, our mediocrity and the helplessness! Let’s live on!

By the way, my dear friend Rahul Bapat took this amazing pic which I loved and wanted to show on my blog, cheers Rahul, teach me some photography, i think someone said that life can be decoded by photographs(if no one did, I am saying it!). Ahh..enough, seems I am lost!

 

Hope to write a sane post next time. Amen!

Can you imagine?

• can you imagine how this world would be if we all spoke all we felt, there is an intuitive feel that things would go haywire, but I feel it could be much better. We all like our drinks in transparent glasses, don’t we!
• can you imagine how today would be if we could swap the day before and the day ahead recursively. I know my tomorrow and not my yesterday, this design could lead to all sort of confusions but looks like a fun idea.
• can you imagine the world as a mono-gender society, with just one gender! I may be erasing an immense ocean of evolution, emotions, humanistic from the face of existence, but perhaps it could lead to the solutions of other immense seas of questions.
• can you imagine the accessibility of a human being’s control over himself at times he is crazy and he feels that he is left with absolutely zilch, be it importance, be it zeal, be it aggression, or be it the simple everyday pinch, existence! I want to imagine it, but my confidence in my ineptness knocks me down and then I ask others ‘Can You Imagine?’

Hello, Mrs. Shakuntala Sharma!

On this mother day, I can just tell a few things about her:-

- Somewhere in her mind she still believes that I am not a social guy and I must talk to more people and go to more parties.(Before deleting it, I showed her my orkut profile which said 624 friends and 144 fans, she laughed at that)
-She becomes numb when I sometimes express her that I don’t want to marry at all and she starts telling me how important it is, which doesn’t still convince me!
-I know she is proud of me, I never understand the big deal about me?
-People say that they have the best mother; I don’t know how they say that. I don’t compare because I have just had one mother, but yea, she is amazing and I think all of them are.
-She is always scared that I will get in a dispute with my dad, and all the time she interferes, unintentionally she makes it worse. Mom, we can solve it out all the time, chill!
-Sometimes when I am lost and confused, she thinks I am a gone case and I need counseling, serious psychic treatment. I still hope she doesn’t mean it

-I believe that my patience is genetic. I feel that, most people don’t even agree that I am calm head and my temper is good. Even my mom doesn’t. What do I do to prove that?
-It’s been five years when I left home for studies and then work, and every time I get screwed up in my day to day life, I feel like a kid and want her to be here badly. I am not much ashamed to say that, because mostly it’s true!
-I love her more than all the beautiful girls I have ever met.
-We can all write books on the same topic, but we never give a damn to even say, thanks mom!

Picture : Postsecret

I ‘Bheja fried’ myself last night….

…and I just now realised that it could taste so well. Even after reading a critical critic’s review of the movie, where it was said to be an avoidable drag, I had a bubbly urge to go for it and reviews from some of my friends made my desires firm. And now after finally seeing it I would say it was one hundred minutes of pure desi ghee fun, Vinay Pathak (Mr. Bharat Bhushan) plays the central character, who is given the chance to fry your bheja or at least everyone else’s who are working in the movie, and to say the least, he does it brilliantly. The last time I remember someone playing the annoy-you-to-lose-your-senses role so well was Manoj Bajpai in ‘Kaun’ and ‘Road’. Debutant director Sagar Bellary’s motivation for this movie is Academy Award winner Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner, a 1967 Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn flick.

Rajat Kapoor and Sarika play the ‘lets play smile-frown-kiss-frustrate’ Mumbai couple and associated to their lives are Milind Soman and the girl who plays Suman Rao to add confusion and turbulence in their happy, married, buy costly painting and different cars for different people lives. And then enters the Friday night idiot Mr. Bharat Bhushan, who ensures that he makes their life worse, not better at least, but with all good intentions and music knowledge. He is a man who speaks his heart out (his heart, perhaps his heart, his lungs, his lever, and his intestines out!) and then he sings, he is a killer deal.

Ranvir Shourie plays Tax inspector Asif Merchant and like every time else, he is witty and comic, in spite of the fact that he over does it in this movie, he is real fun for the little screen time he gets. His chemistry with Vinay is turning the whole comedy scenario into a trend metamorphism, and it reminds me of the early eighties Farukh Sheikh and Amol Palekar subtle, comic and light weight display of the great Indian middle class and their day to day drudgeries. But, on the contrary, this time the centre of mass shifts to the good living and comfortable yet discontent lives of the upper middle class (in accordance with the inflation and the upgrade of Indian middle classes’ standard of living in past 25 years).

To sum it up, if you are one of those guys who find all the comic elements moving around you stupid, or you are among those who feel that they are the real kings of wit and situational comedy, or you are the big moustache no nonsense guy, or whoever you are, you can go and get your bheja fried and you won’t find a better chef than Mr. Bharat Bhushan, and yea make sure you take someone along with you who feels that you are an annoying person, and make that person realize that how worse it could have been if you were him. Cheers to Vinay, Sagar and Team, Great job!

Image Source: Sulekha

Existential Confusion

In this world where objects move at the speed of sound,
Its surprising to see the entities swapping roles,
the human life ticks and the clock yawns,
I get confused just to verify my brain’s functioning,
and its ironical that it never disappoints me,
I think, may be I am confused, but I am not sure,
confused about myself, my presence and my requirement,
5 cups of coffee, semi pressed formals with non-matching socks and a pushover life,
did you ever come across such an existential confusion?