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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Home
In the movie 'Dhobi Ghat' aamir khan goes " To Bombay..my muse,my whore, my beloved"....interesting line ( aside from the fact that he used BOMBAY..'m surprised that Shiv Sainiks are not all up in arms)...I don't know about the first two..but yes mumbai is a beloved...not just mine...but for the millions who live in this metropolis..of the millions who have ceased to call mumbai home since forever.
For the nondescript man, wearing threadbare shirt and pants, leaning out of the 8 A.M Virar fast to the Girl opening her laptop attired in designer clothes and luboutins about to make a business presentation at the Hilton, New York...mumbaikar is the thread which binds these people together...As they say you can take a person out of mumbai etc.
You might say people who live in other city's have the same love for their city as mumbaikars do...perhaps so..lets see why me and a million others call mumbai our beloved...
The rains. Yes there is no getting away from it. The rains in this city are something else. The upper middle class, the rich can afford to romanticize the rain, for they will be cozily enclosed in their multistory apartments asking shanta-bai to " go make a cup of chai"..for the poor ( oh I am sorry socially underprivileged..is that what we are calling it these days?)its another bag of troubles all together. The mumbai rains bring out the filth and waste that forms the underbelly of this city. Still the rains are all encompassing all powerful and a great leveler.
The mumbai spirit. Its done to death. After every bomb blast, every calamity...that's what we get to hear...Its the resilience, the mumbai spirit, which keeps mumbai running. You must be f***ing kidding me. There is no spirit. The common man in mumbai is as scared as the common man in any other city. He just doesn't have the time to stand and breathe, to feel afraid because every second wasted is money lost. Still that is something uniquely mumbaiite as far as I know.
There is an energy that resonates within mumbai. Its the comfort with which they talk to each other in hindi, the way they swear at vehicles and pedestrians alike, the non stop chatter in local trains with subjects ranging from the stock market to sabji mandis to school education. Someone said if you stand in times square you can see at least one person from each country in the world pass you by. pahh I say :P...try standing at churchgate station...its an experience in itself. ( ermm try not to stand in anybody's way though..you might get pushed,shoved and even get a taste of those mumbai gaalis I referred to before :) )
And last but not the least mumbai has a special place in my heart. Its my darling,my calm place and my home.
For the nondescript man, wearing threadbare shirt and pants, leaning out of the 8 A.M Virar fast to the Girl opening her laptop attired in designer clothes and luboutins about to make a business presentation at the Hilton, New York...mumbaikar is the thread which binds these people together...As they say you can take a person out of mumbai etc.
You might say people who live in other city's have the same love for their city as mumbaikars do...perhaps so..lets see why me and a million others call mumbai our beloved...
The rains. Yes there is no getting away from it. The rains in this city are something else. The upper middle class, the rich can afford to romanticize the rain, for they will be cozily enclosed in their multistory apartments asking shanta-bai to " go make a cup of chai"..for the poor ( oh I am sorry socially underprivileged..is that what we are calling it these days?)its another bag of troubles all together. The mumbai rains bring out the filth and waste that forms the underbelly of this city. Still the rains are all encompassing all powerful and a great leveler.
The mumbai spirit. Its done to death. After every bomb blast, every calamity...that's what we get to hear...Its the resilience, the mumbai spirit, which keeps mumbai running. You must be f***ing kidding me. There is no spirit. The common man in mumbai is as scared as the common man in any other city. He just doesn't have the time to stand and breathe, to feel afraid because every second wasted is money lost. Still that is something uniquely mumbaiite as far as I know.
There is an energy that resonates within mumbai. Its the comfort with which they talk to each other in hindi, the way they swear at vehicles and pedestrians alike, the non stop chatter in local trains with subjects ranging from the stock market to sabji mandis to school education. Someone said if you stand in times square you can see at least one person from each country in the world pass you by. pahh I say :P...try standing at churchgate station...its an experience in itself. ( ermm try not to stand in anybody's way though..you might get pushed,shoved and even get a taste of those mumbai gaalis I referred to before :) )
And last but not the least mumbai has a special place in my heart. Its my darling,my calm place and my home.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Run
She ran...her ipod in her ears....ran because it dulled out the pain...ran because it made sense....
She paused to catch her breath. Her knees where aching...It was true what they said-lack of physical activity had definitely reduced her stamina. There was a time when she was 10 when she could run a whole 20 min without pausing...but that was during games she thought...oh what wonderful games....hide and seek, relay, catch-catch...memories of warm summer evenings came flooding back to her, of noises on the playground, of the sweet scent of rose bush in the park, giggles and shouts of happiness of the teams who won the games...she sighed...she had long realised that going down memory lane was not for her...old memories slowly linked to new ones...and those were the ones she was keen to block out...
She knew pausing meant memories...so she started running again..ignoring the dull ache in her sides...
She ran past the harbour...ran past the people gawking at her sitting on benches...ran past the apartment complexes..ran past the starbucks and the cart selling road side food....until she reached the knife shop
There she paused and eyed all the knives in the window...and there it was as she saw it everyday...the knife with the dark wooden handle, gleaming as the faint rays of the evening sun fell on it...all it took would be $5 and a couple of cuts with the sharp blade to end all the miseries...she shook her head to clear herself of these thoughts....what purpose would that serve...and she set of again
She ran all the way back to her front door...when she reached she was pausing and her breath came out in short gasps.... she entered the house using her key and there HE was sitting on the couch, staring at the idiot box as usual...she ignored him and went straight to the kitchen...and had just began pouring herself a glass of water when she heard HIS voice call out to her and ask her to fetch some food from the kitchen...and there she saw it suddenly...sitting innocently in the sink...gleaming in the kitchen light...its edge almost as sharp as the one she had seen in the shopwindow....
She picked it up...thinking all the while how far she could run......
She paused to catch her breath. Her knees where aching...It was true what they said-lack of physical activity had definitely reduced her stamina. There was a time when she was 10 when she could run a whole 20 min without pausing...but that was during games she thought...oh what wonderful games....hide and seek, relay, catch-catch...memories of warm summer evenings came flooding back to her, of noises on the playground, of the sweet scent of rose bush in the park, giggles and shouts of happiness of the teams who won the games...she sighed...she had long realised that going down memory lane was not for her...old memories slowly linked to new ones...and those were the ones she was keen to block out...
She knew pausing meant memories...so she started running again..ignoring the dull ache in her sides...
She ran past the harbour...ran past the people gawking at her sitting on benches...ran past the apartment complexes..ran past the starbucks and the cart selling road side food....until she reached the knife shop
There she paused and eyed all the knives in the window...and there it was as she saw it everyday...the knife with the dark wooden handle, gleaming as the faint rays of the evening sun fell on it...all it took would be $5 and a couple of cuts with the sharp blade to end all the miseries...she shook her head to clear herself of these thoughts....what purpose would that serve...and she set of again
She ran all the way back to her front door...when she reached she was pausing and her breath came out in short gasps.... she entered the house using her key and there HE was sitting on the couch, staring at the idiot box as usual...she ignored him and went straight to the kitchen...and had just began pouring herself a glass of water when she heard HIS voice call out to her and ask her to fetch some food from the kitchen...and there she saw it suddenly...sitting innocently in the sink...gleaming in the kitchen light...its edge almost as sharp as the one she had seen in the shopwindow....
She picked it up...thinking all the while how far she could run......
Friday, March 12, 2010
Modern girl handbook
#2: Ensure u don't have a b/f-husband-bitter half dumber than you..or if he is...ermm make sure he is RICH and HANDSOME
#3: Bitchiness kills bitchiness
#4: Most boys are thrilled with the chase...the chase ends, the thrill ends...Keep 'em guessing
#5: The hotter u are..the better your life is...dont forget to put up FB pics once you are hot ;)...let all those losers who dumped you realize what they missed out on
#6: Life isin't rainbows, ponies,candy canes...accept it...the sooner the better...
#7: Your closest galfriends will be there for u always...never underestimate the power of women...NEVER....Tough love WORKS
Corollary: If you have closer guy friends More power to you...they are great too... :)
#8: Learn girl...those jimmy choos, Y'ves saint laurent and those Dior's are your friends...accessorize...accessorize....accessorize
#9: Cute puppies and rabbits you can have as pets...but kids are best admired from afar....
#10: Your career is your best friend...If you kick ass in your career...u kick ass in life gal...learn it sooner or later...but u better well damn learn it
#11: If your boss is a woman make her your mentor ( to keep away the jealousy)..and if its a guy...ermm a li'll harmless flirting never hurt anyone ;)
#12: Family counts...it does...don't get me wrong...they are your biggest strength...just develop your own ideals, be strong , don't let your family's ideals weigh you down and you'll do fine...
#13: Learn that the world doesn't revolve around you...if you are going through tough times....TOUGH LUCK....people will be there to support you...don't take it for granted...and stop wallowing in sadness...the strongest, bravest and most successful women out there have gone through hell and high water...urs is nothing compared to that
#14: DUMP ANY LOOSER...who doesn't respect you, your looks,your career or your choices...tell him ' F*** u bastard...I wasn't put on this earth to please you' ...Wear those RayBans, plug in your ipod and WALK AWAY
Corollary to above: Find a guy who loves you for exactly who you are...compromises are ok...just not too much :)
#1: Be the independent free spirit that you are...travel,learn the guitar, SHOP.....rejoice in your womanhood...Yes U Are Worth It :) ( Yea its numbered 1 for a goddamn reason... :) )
Disclaimer: Not inspired by Women's Day, other blogs, a gal having a bad day,PMS or any other modern feminist movement people might blame this on ;)
#3: Bitchiness kills bitchiness
#4: Most boys are thrilled with the chase...the chase ends, the thrill ends...Keep 'em guessing
#5: The hotter u are..the better your life is...dont forget to put up FB pics once you are hot ;)...let all those losers who dumped you realize what they missed out on
#6: Life isin't rainbows, ponies,candy canes...accept it...the sooner the better...
#7: Your closest galfriends will be there for u always...never underestimate the power of women...NEVER....Tough love WORKS
Corollary: If you have closer guy friends More power to you...they are great too... :)
#8: Learn girl...those jimmy choos, Y'ves saint laurent and those Dior's are your friends...accessorize...accessorize....accessorize
#9: Cute puppies and rabbits you can have as pets...but kids are best admired from afar....
#10: Your career is your best friend...If you kick ass in your career...u kick ass in life gal...learn it sooner or later...but u better well damn learn it
#11: If your boss is a woman make her your mentor ( to keep away the jealousy)..and if its a guy...ermm a li'll harmless flirting never hurt anyone ;)
#12: Family counts...it does...don't get me wrong...they are your biggest strength...just develop your own ideals, be strong , don't let your family's ideals weigh you down and you'll do fine...
#13: Learn that the world doesn't revolve around you...if you are going through tough times....TOUGH LUCK....people will be there to support you...don't take it for granted...and stop wallowing in sadness...the strongest, bravest and most successful women out there have gone through hell and high water...urs is nothing compared to that
#14: DUMP ANY LOOSER...who doesn't respect you, your looks,your career or your choices...tell him ' F*** u bastard...I wasn't put on this earth to please you' ...Wear those RayBans, plug in your ipod and WALK AWAY
Corollary to above: Find a guy who loves you for exactly who you are...compromises are ok...just not too much :)
#1: Be the independent free spirit that you are...travel,learn the guitar, SHOP.....rejoice in your womanhood...Yes U Are Worth It :) ( Yea its numbered 1 for a goddamn reason... :) )
Disclaimer: Not inspired by Women's Day, other blogs, a gal having a bad day,PMS or any other modern feminist movement people might blame this on ;)
Friday, November 13, 2009
Last time... :)
1) You lauhed until tears came rolling down your face
2) You had a pointless, silly but absolutely fun argument with ur friend
3) You sat next to a window seeing the rain fall down, steaming hot ginger chai and an interesting book in hand
4) Heard your most favorite song the first thing in the morning
5) Knelt down on the road and smelt a fresh flower growing
6) Gazed in the eyes of a luved one
7) Felt happy at the hearing and seeing sparrows hop around
8) Given a friend a warm hug and made them feel better about the day
9) Lain on the grass gazing up at the starry sky
10) Gazed at a soap bubble and been fascinated by the spectrum of colors.
11) Spent quality time having a conversation with family and friends and get to know...like really know whats going on in their life
~ Life is exactly what you make it...is an interesting journey...need to learn to enjoy it along the way...simple pleasures make life worth living...its better not to complicate things better left alone :) :)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
My fav ads :)
Yea yea....very very very obivious title no :P :D...
So what did all of us do...when we sat glued to the idiot box ...in between those F.R.I.E.N.D.S episodes, in between those India v/s Pak matches , in between those horrendous Saas-bahu serials ( * not ones that u watched...but kinda sorta had to because mummy watched :D *....really now u didnt experience that :O ...what planet are u from again???)
well we sat and looked at ads...some that make u want to throw stuff at the idiot box ( and no I dont mean 'stuff' in the league of rotten tomates...'stuff' more in the league of sledge haamers)
And then there were the other ads...Ones you like, luv whatever and remember ( oh check out youtube videos of :) ). So pliss c some of my all time fav ads:
The Close-up ad: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xgi3F9TfWM
( used to sing this one in class....who with...almost the rest of the class obiviously :P)
( I have practically grown up with Amul man...and all the cheese and butters that came later...can bleedy well kiss my arse man...I am an Amul fan through and through...and also not to forget those hilarious Amul ads on the billboards.... :) )
(' Dhoodh, Dhoodh,Dhoodh piyo glassful' ...enuff said :) :) )
Jaleebe ad: If this li'll kid with his halo and his cheuberic smile saying 'jalebi' didnt pull at your hearstrings what will? : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbV5Y5KJCUs&feature=related
( did I hear u all say awwww :) )
Bajaj Aveneger Ad: The man, the machine and the mountains...classic :D
Which brings us to 'The Hamara Bajaj ad' ( both old and new) :
:)
Cadbury Perk ad: One of the first ads I remember the cute dimpled Preity Zinta from ( before she became the... ermm annoyance she is today :D): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iyNQr8k622c
The Hutch ad: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M43bn-wGAAQ
( I <3 the li'll pug
and there was this 'waah Sunil babu...badiya hain' ...some paint or the other...I dont remember...couldnt find a link..but completely luved the ad :)
Also none and I repeat NONE of the frikkin American ads come close to these Indian ads.
Can any of u remember some of your favs :) ??
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