The Adorables

Hold on to your imaginative horses, for I am sure your stead would have teleported you to green pastures of lovey dovey world after reading the title of this article. This write up is not about love stuck couples who drown themselves into eyes of their partner taking them to be limpid pools of love. It’s not dedicated to those who spend hours thinking about that someone special and weaving perfect romance in their imaginations. This is not a standing ovation to those people that make sure no party organizer starves.

No Don’t!! Please don’t make a perception that I am one of those morons, who despises love and all those who seek it considering next to salvation. With all due respect to love all I want to say this article is about love between two friends (not gays please). This write up is dedicated to the two adorables who have reminded many of us of their childhood days which comprised of all those puerile justifications for avoiding baths, making caricatures on floors and walls, mud wrestling, broken vases and window panes and loads of stuff that wasn’t allowed.

Oh! Please don’t get restless, I aren’t going to give up names so easily though I am sure some of you might have guessed. Let them boggle your mind a bit as they have tickled your funny bone since 1985. If it’s being so difficult let me drop a hint. The twosome characters written and illustrated by Bill Watterson, following the humorous antics of, an imaginative six-year old boy and his energetic and sardonic albeit stuffed tiger.

Yes, you got it correct my friends. They are none other than

Calvin and Hobbes

Calvin who never misses a chance to crack an intelligent- humorous and witting remark on any status quo is paired with Hobbes who’s a perfect match for our little devil Calvin.

Calvin reminds me so much of myself when I was a kid. When I used to imagine everything in my head from super man to stupendous man, from wagging a war against slimy alien monster Zorg as intrepid space explorer Spiff to dumping water balloons on girls. No articulation can do justice to what little devil can conjure up in his imagination.

Equivalently worthy of acclaim is Hobbes our fluffy man eater with ferocious mandibles which fail him in front of a girl, when he is mesmerized by their cuddly hug. He is his never disappointing partner I crime who will come out innocent every time a plan backfires.

As coin with only one side is worth less, as Sherlock homes is hollow without Dr. Watson, so, is the case with out inseparable adorables Calvin and Hobbes.

Moonlight Kiss

I can feel my heart and it's fit to burst.
I try to clean it up but it just gets worst.
Wish I could fall on a night like this,
into your loving arms for a moonlight kiss.

It would be lying if I say I have moved on. This white lie never ceases to amaze my friends who very well know my reputation. They have easily termed me as a fool who refuses to see the truth and keeps hoping that somethings gonaa change. Well, that might be hoping too much for things to change when they haven't for years but then you know old habits die hard. ;)

When i look back and try to reconstruct or deconstruct the arguments as to what went wrong I find myself bewildered and saddened by the effect that circumstances had on both of us and how helpless we became and are till date. Though realizing that we were helpless isn't gonaa set anything rite and i feel bad that we couldn't do anything to prevent what happened.

I am happy about the recent turn of events in our lives because i feel it has given both of us a better understanding of things. Things that were known to both of us but were never talked about and discussed. recent development though doesn't change the bigger picture in anyway but it gives me cozy and snuggle up feeling of the times we shared together. The moments that kept us spellbound for hours. Time flew by - The year was over before i knew and a void was
molded and somehow still persists.

Memories preserved and cherished have kept me going been my strength and weakness simultaneously. It was just one year that we shared but its care still lingers...

I have always tried to explain and tried to justify to myself that one year was not worth so many years of solitude and seclusion. how many times i have tried to answer the question "Was it worth it ?" and as any times i have tried to explain it to myself it wasn't.

Deep inside I know 'It Was' how much i try convince I know "Juice was worth the squeeze" and that even if i have moved on It's with the strength which those very moments spent with you that i treasured.

Pretty weird post ain't it?
Who cares .....

Been there Done that


My day has been eventful again, not that it isn't everyday. Something or the other seems to go weird almost all the time. Either I am in one of my moods or if I am happy and joyous, it turns out that one of my friends isn't feeling too good. It's not that i don't like talking to my friends when there mood is in dumps and their free soaring spirit is chained. Just that I feel sorry for them that they are loosing precious moments of life in sorrowful and troubled way. squandering away such precious moments when I want them to live their life to fullest , live to their hearts desire.

I just had a brilliant discussion and leg pulling conversation with one of my friends and when she felt she had lost on her argument and that there was no way except to accept that she wasn't reasoning effectively and her logic was flawed. She decides to get away with one of her very effective ways of saying " Al rite! Where do you wanna have dinner? ". This time i decided not to let her go easily as I was on a spree today pulling her leg and when she got a bit annoyed pampering her that and telling her how necessary it was for me to have such brain storming discussions with her (especially when she lost) as we have been doing it now for 6 years. Phew long time since i have been tolerating her ;). She has been my partner in crime, planning pranks, cracking jokes , passing comment's on others, deconstructing others thoughts .

Together we have burnt dance floors, have drunk like crazies to each others health, races in pool, checked out cuisines, mocking cocktails, been dragged to shopping, protected each other,
put life into craziest imaginations, been there done that .....


BUT today in spite of all the fun, i see that twinkle missing form her eye and she knows I know some thing's wrong and that it's impossible for her to hide from me but she knows whatever happens " I am there" and so i rest my mind because I know whats wrong " I can read her mind and I now her story".

She must understand time cannot be stalled and its only a matter of time and this too shall pass. Things have to take proper course and they need time. One must not rush.

Oh! did I tell you ?? we both love to dance and thats what we are best at and so we dance !! dance till we drop.

Been writing weird posts !! surprise

About Me

Whether it be social networking site like Orkut, Yaari or a your personnel blog or for that matter it might be application for job or visa one thing which is common between them is “About Me” section or better termed as “Your accomplishment and character section” standing long and on top giving me that blank look which almost gives me a feeling that I am nobody.

I have modified my “About me” ‘s so many times or rather wait revamped it completely so many times that sometimes I feel that if somebody was to compare my earlier “About Me” ‘s with what it is currently they would either think that I am insane or completely agitated by this futile, hollow and good for nothing section. Why is it that I have to tell people “What I am like?” They should be able to understand me on their own without using an “About Me” section as walking stick. Well, whatever I say I have seen people who love this section for different reasons, some like to boast, some express their parochial approach or some like to enlighten the world with their knowledge sham though I won’t take a completely pessimistic view I have come across certain “About Me” sections which are worth reading.

Infact I am so impressed by those few “About Me” sections that I personally thought of writing one for my self. You would be thinking he himself couldn’t escape from the overpowering urge of writing an “About Me” section. ;)

So, here it goes….

I feel I am super cool dude infact I am so cool that I can make u believe that you were bout to be vaporized into thin air without a trace if not for me who saved you from such immense heat wave by touching you. You would be wondering how I managed such a feat. It’s simple I am cool so once u come in my contact I took heat from you and you were saved as of me now I am HOT so now you can very well imagine what effect word HOT has on girls.

I am somebody who is master of all trades. There isn’t a thing in this world that I don’t know you might want to counter me by saying that I am wrong but u will realize one day that it was you who was wrong and not me. When you will realize that I cannot say because it depends on you and your tiny, birdlike brain to accept the universal fact that I am always right. I say so because I know in my heart the secrets of this universe which were buried some million years ago when I was a small kid to be hidden from prying eyes of venal and mercenary people.

I have negotiated the best deals till date, to recall some of my astonishing deals
I once sold handkerchief to a cloth merchant. I sold refrigerator to a man living in North Pole by making him realize the effect of global warming. I am crowned prince of the republic of hearts.

I am known to talk to animals and make them believe that they are humans. I am an artist who paints world in his own colors and then washes it off. I have been proclaimed leader of ferocious and valiant group of mutants who I have led in numerous wars against malevolent extra terrestrial creatures and have saved your life numerous times: D.

I have made best of friends with many people who live on other planets who have invited me plentiful times to their planet for new year and Christmas parties but I haven’t been able t go yet because I am busy exploring other galaxies many light years away even now while you read this I might be on another of my explore universe missions. ;)

I have made a time machine which I regularly use to ferry people from one millennium to another. I can’t still transport people from one era to another using time machine as I haven’t still developed that functionality though day is not far when I will take people to meet great friends of mine from past. To give u a subtle hint about my friends dinosaurs and Mammoths.

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I have reinvented the wheel many a times in new shapes like squares and pentagons. Now I plan to use gravity for flying high above. It’s anybody’s guess how?


:D :D ;) ;)

What do you think ?

The K- Saagaaaaaa continues


Love them or hate them you can’t ignore them. I am not talking about Himesh Reshamiya’s videos I am talking about our very own K-Soaps brigade. If there would have been an Oscar for Soaps, I am sure these archaic K-Serials would have won all awards hands down not because they are very enlightening but because they have consistently succeeded in selling themselves in spite of being preposterous.

Consider this on Monday u come back home early thinking you can catch up on some news or probably national geographic or some sci-fi thriller. Soon u sit in front of idiot box and surf through channels and you catch glimpse of “Kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi” promo what an ironic title you think. If this is how Indian wives and daughter in laws are supposed to behave and act. I would say you better worry about your lives. As soon as clock strikes 9 in evening you can hear T.V sets in your neighborhood blaring at full volume with more advertisements than actual content no wonder retail is booming.

From 9 to 11 you have to tolerate this crap which does nothing except pollute your mind with all those heinous, iniquitous schemes of revenge and treachery. If you have religiously followed these soaps or even have had a chance to stumble on their promos you would find that they give birth to kids with only one motive and that is to take revenge. Nurturing this hope in their hearts they tell their kids stories of how they were cheated by their very own brothers and sisters and how their only soul motive in life is to have vengeance. No stress is laid on any of the grave problems like pollution, population, illiteracy in fact they themselves give birth to at least 5 kids. It’s a different story that all those kids would have either same father and different mothers or same mother and different fathers. These half brothers and sisters keep on fighting among them selves and then since this war is necessary to keep the TRP’s high this seed of hatred is passed on to their kids who zestfully fight till their kids takeover from them to keep up the family honor. Men wearing silk kurta’s and women clad in kanchivaram saris boldly spread the message of hatred and loath. They hide their mistakes under circumstantial situations and tide of emotions. Sardonically the title is “ Kahani ghar-ghar ki”. I sincerely hope that no home has such a story where you live just to take revenge and give your kids the same thinking. God forbids any home should have such a story. I hope they realize what they are passing on to viewers media is supposed to be showing soaps with some message and morals but here I cant see where the story is heading leave aside moral.

Yesterday only I saw this news on one of the news channels that character of our most obedient bahu was now going to be played by somebody else. Well, obviously its going to be a big change for the soaps viewers might accept or reject the new artist but does this piece of information make it so important that it is telecasted on national channels. People watch news channels to keep them abreast with happenings around the world and latest happenings in real world not to be updated with what is the latest development in these never ending sagas which are nothing more than futile attempts to entertain public.

Well one can pass the blame on the pretext that people want to see such masala stuff only. I beg to differ people will watch what you make them watch. I can clearly recall soaps like “Saans”, “Surbhi” and “KBC” which used to come at prime time and have notched high TRP’s consistently. People have no option on every channel you can see varied versions of “saas-bahu” saga being aired . Travelling full circle one has to settle for one of those mind-numbing, lack luster never ending tortures.