Showing posts with label Others. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Others. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Humanity Buried in Small Coffins

“We targeted school because army targets our families. We want them to feel our pain” says the self proclaimed Talibani Jihadis.

Tuesday morning saw bullets being pumped out on random by Tehreek-e-Taliban gunmen in an army run school in Peshawar and more than 100 innocent lives have been lost in this ego war.

Reason for the brutality - The so-called Jihadis wanted to take revenge against the Pakistani army and also set up a strict Islamic governance.

Question - How can you claim to follow strict Islam by disrespecting your own God? No Quran, Bhagwat Geeta or Bible preaches that you can attain heaven by sacrificing other lives.

It is a work of some misunderstood narrow-minded nincompoops that gives rise to these anti-social terrorist groups who wants nothing but to rule with power hiding behind the veil of impressing God Allah.
Photo Source: Indiannerve.com

These terrorists were blinded to wage a war to a great extent with the Pakistani army that they did not spare killing even women and kids...In this case they have attacked the country that they belong to..."Jis thaali mein khaate hai, usi thaali mein chedd kiya hai"

I feel that “you people are constantly wrestling with your conscience so much that you decide not to harm the smaller kids but kill the older kids...Seriously? I fail to understand your choice. If at all you wanted to take revenge with the army, you should have fought it out with them like true MEN and not brutally target the kids and families of these army men"

Unfortunately, they have accomplished their mission of deeply hurting the army men by killing their kids. And for those whose kids have come out alive out of this massacre, the little minds have been scarred permanently witnessing this brutality.

High time the Pakistani Government stop cradling these terrorist groups secretly, lest they screw up their own country. Stop hiding...own up...you still have time to eradicate the epidemic of Terrorism.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

A Journey of a RAPIST - From Human Kids to Kids of Speechless Species

Just as my helplessness and anger has not cooled down by the sudden rise in the rape cases in the country at an alarming, there strikes another case – only this time the victim is a child…but not of human. Everyday we get to hear/read incidents about little kids being at the receiving end of the sexual greed of a human monster. 

Being a dog lover, this article has made me realize that humans have crossed their limits and nobody is safe; let alone a girl child. I was reading the newspaper and came across this article in Mumbai Mirror – 27th March 2014.



This young ‘rapist’ in his drunken and perve state…in a broad daylight…tried luring a 2-month old stray puppy with food to a deserted corner of a road and raped it. Localities were alarmed by the puppy’s scream in pain and managed to catch the guy and bash him up. 

The badly injured puppy’s justice doesn’t end here.

The perve was taken to the police station, but the “so-called oath taking protectors – POLICE” refused to take the case seriously and asked the localities to let it go.  The same sexually creepy guy had supposedly tried to rape another dog few months back but could not be nabbed.

Our stupid politicians claim that girls in our country are getting raped because they wear mini skirts and lure guys to rape them. But the li’l puppy was wearing no revealing outfit to arouse the maniac (in the pic) to rape it (if only we could call it that way and give punishment to the accused equivalent to raping a human). 

An eye opener to the legal body of our country that how their lenient and careless approach to this heinous crime has made the stupids so used to raping girls/kids that they have stooped down a level further to raping animals.

High time they learn from Saudi Arabia (law of public beheading in one stroke) or China (Castration or death sentence by single bullet fired at the spinal chord joining the neck) or North Korea (shooting squad practicing by firing a gunshot at a vital organ that usually kills the subject relatively quickly) or even Afghanistan (hanging the person to death and death by a firing squad). Enough of hiding behind the veil of democracy and contributing to the crime.

Taking cue from the slogan “Jaago Grahak Jaago”, I would like to have a shout out saying  “Jaago Desh Rakshkon Jaago”

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Death as a Selfish Motto


The situation in Mumbai today is tensed with the critical condition of Balasaheb Thackeray. The 86 year old Shiv Sena chief is struggling for his life (as claimed by the media). However, there are also rumours that he has already passed away on 14th Nov. While the situation is not a happy one, what is even more sad is the mentality of people. 

People are hoping that he dies on a Monday so that they don't have to come to office on Monday and enjoy a long weekend at the cost of someone's death. People were also happy today because they got to go home early from office today as Mumbai started closing down with a fear of ruckus incase of his death.

It is disgusting that for a mere one-day leave, people are betting or hoping for his death on a particular day and even planning out their vacations. The same set of people make a hulla out of a death in their family without realizing that the person for whom they are discussing death is somebody's relative - somebody's Father, Brother, Leader, Inspiration, Uncle, etc.

HYPOCRACY!!!

Though I not a great fan of politics and people dealing with it, it is appalling that people have stooped down to the maximum and have turned into Selfish Machines.


Friday, November 25, 2011

Atithi Devo Bhava! Kasab is God...


26/11 was a remarkable day in the Indian history. Terrorists came to India for an internship after undergoing an intensive training in Pakistan. They very well executed their training. As a mark of respect to the martyrs let’s wish a very happy 3rd anniversary to the lone surviving terrorist in the battle - Ajmal Amir Kasab. The Indian Govt. has left no stones unturned to give a princely treatment to our country’s most favourite guest.

Firstly a special cell in Arthur Road jail worth Rs. 8 cr. was constructed just for him which was personally supervised by then home minister Jayant Patil. Another Rs 1.5 crore was spent on building a special prison ward inside J J Hospital. WTF!!! Our friend Mr. (then Union home minister) P Chidambaram too was personally monitoring the situation, particularly the security detail for Kasab. He was quoted as saying "Since we were able to catch Kasab alive, we were able to establish that he belonged to Pakistan. Given that, we are really not concerned about the cost.” Ya dude. Because you must not be knowing the pain of working hard and then paying taxes for safeguarding our friend from Pakistan. Athiti Devo Bhava!!!

And since our friend didn’t feel secure in the company of our Paandu Maamas, special Indo-Tibetan Border Police force was deployed for his security who coughs up a bill of around Rs 3.5 lakh per day. I am sure even our PM Mr. Manmohan Singh would be having cheaper security guards. And Oh ya how can I forget a secure chauffer-driver vehicle which incurs a cost of Rs. 1.5 cr.

Our guest is so secure that even if a rocket is launched nothing will happen to the cell where Kasab resides. Good care is taken in terms of food and medicines. Special arrangements of dry fruits and fruits are done during Ramzan fasting. If he falls ill, a team of specialist doctors is available for examining him on a daily basis to ensured that he maintains good health.

So friends lets join our hands and work hard so that we can earn more money and pay more taxes to the Indian Govt. as our Govt. is poor and cant keep up with the demands of our guests. So we need to contribute in the form of taxes. Tally-Ho

Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Ultimate Poem of Love

I tried my hand for the first time in writing a poem and didnt know I was so good at it. I am so happy to share it with you.

The hypothetical situation is that I am in love with this guy who is going away from me only to be united by time.

Life is a mysterious game,
Because it never stays the same.
Today destiny is slipping away my life and love,
From my hand like an ill-fitted glove.
I pray to the almighty,
For his safety and security.
May you always be full of life and stay safe,
I will be your Kareena, you be my Saif.

Hope you liked it. Do let me know your views on this :)

Who is more mentally handicapped?

Having five days of Diwali vacation made my shakechilli brain work faster on planning a trip to Agra to see Taj lit up on Diwali day. But the plan died off soon. Next on my mind was to visit a destitute home. So me and Gayu (my partner in crime) set out to do some research on the places that did not thrive wealthy donations or already rich destitute homes. After some ground work and visit, we rounded off on heading to Shanti Daan ashram in Gorai near Borivali.

With the mention of destitute homes having mentally unadvanced (I hate the word ‘mentally handicapped’) kids and old inmates, one tend to think that “Oh poor people they can’t do normal things like we can and god has not been kind to them” – sense of pity. We also shared the same feeling till we met the inmates who changed my perception about them being less fortunate.

We got a chance to meet the kids during the tea time in the evening. And voila! I even fed a kid with biscuits mixed with tea. It was so nice to see a smile on his face every time I said “Good Boy” ‘coz he ate every morsel that I fed him without getting cranky. Then we played passing the ball game with them. And was amazed to see them holding the ball or catching them perfectly most of the time.

And talking about talents, we got a glimpse of some good singing talent and ofcourse the candle making art. The belle pièce d'art was worth staring at for hours. The precision and beauty with which the candles were made, it was difficult for us to fathom the fact that these candles were made by the less fortunate ones. The pieces were at par with the ones that you would find in any designer store.

We had gone there to give them happiness and love on Diwali but we got back love from the kids in there. It was they who did our job. It was they who made our diwali a happy one. I also carried along with me a fact that its wrong to call these kids to be mentally handicapped as they are still a 5 or 6 yr old kids which you and me were once upon a time in our lives too. Only difference – we grew up with our age only to get feelings like hatredness, jealousy, anger, manipulation and calculative in our heart while these kids still remains a 5 or 6 yr. old kind spreading smile, happiness, love, talent with limited means and a sense of being happy with whatever they had.

In the end it leaves me with one question: Who is more mentally handicapped? Is it we the normal human beings with negative emotions and manipulative minds or the beautiful kids with equally beautiful hearts and positive minds?

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Alas! It's too Late

This story is set during 1940s decade. Dharini was sitting in her courtyard day-dreaming. The courtyard was lit up with lights, the flowers were spreading its fragrance and the aroma of the freshly-made samosas was filling the courtyard with a pleasant evening smell. The house had been cleaned up and the people in the house were running around in urgency & shouting out instructions to each other.

“Dhariniiii, check if you need any last minute touch-up. They will be here any moment” shouted her mom from the kitchen. But Dharini was lost in her own thoughts and imagining as to how would the guy look? Will he be tall, fair, or have a good job or be romantic? She was too engrossed to pay heed to her mother’s remainders. Being a rich girl and educated in a convent school, Dharini was excited to meet the guy to check if he matched her expectations.

Finally, an hour later the guy and his parents arrived. Dharini’s mom ushered her into the room and ensconced her in front of the guy’s family. A nervous Dharini, with her pallu pulled over her eyes was smiling when her mother said that the guy belongs to a well-to-do family. She thought she now did not have to compromise on her standard of living after marriage. The guy’s parents demanded to see the girl’s face and when the veil was pulled off her head, Dharini was disappointed to see Bakul - a short and stout guy with dark complexion and thick dark circles that made him look like a panda. However, it was love at first sight for Bakul. Since the girls were not allowed to decide in those days, Dharini was married off to Bakul without knowing her wish.

Post-marriage, Bakul started gifting Dharini with a hand-made doll made with a rolled-up paper every day. Though it seemed strange, Dharini remained silent but never bothered to give the doll a careful look. She just tossed them into her cupboard without even noticing it. Though Bakul was very loving and good guy by heart, Dharini could not come over the fact that she being a beautiful girl, she was married off to an ugly, uneducated, school dropout village brut who could not even manage to speak English. As the days passed, she realized that Bakul’s mother had the final say in the house and no one dared to disrespect her decisions. Bakul was so enchanted by his love for his mother that he did not realize that Dharini was going farther and farther from him. She felt that his mother dominated him because of which he could not come up in life or take his own decisions. He was totally crippled without his mother when it came to decision-making. He was so busy running errands for his mother that it left no time for the couple to spend time together and get to know each other. One day, when things got out of control, Dharini tried to explain to Bakul that his mother’s constant interference was causing discomfort in the house and she could no longer take and to add fuel to the fire Bakul was a BIG ZERO in the romance department.

Bakul continued to shower the same kind of love to his mother but started giving Dharini her share of attention and things started warming-up between them. They had just started falling in love with each other when Bakul passed away because of a snake-bite. Dharini’s life became empty now. After spending two months like a crazy person, she took out the dolls. Those were the only gifts he left for her since the day they got together. She started counting the dolls. She then slowly started unwrapping the paper dolls and found that there was a letter on each paper/doll. The letters said how happy Bakul was to have Dharini as his wife and how he understood that she was feeling uncomfortable that she was sidelined in terms of attention. Some of the letters had questions to be answered. Dharini now understood as to why Bakul sometimes looked lost in front of her. He expected the answers from her but…

When she unwrapped the last doll, she was surprised to see I LOVE YOU in bold letters on top of the letter. This letter had some surprises in store for Dharini:

  • He was trying to learn English secretly so that Dharini didn’t feel ashamed to hang-out with him in public
  • He had made efforts to be romantic and learned to say I LOVE U from his friend but never had the courage to say it with Dharini’s cold reactions towards him
  • In the letter he said sorry for being totally dependant on his mother and not giving her enough attention even though he understood what Dharini was going through
  • In the end, he mentioned that he had bought a house for them without telling his mom and Dharini did not have to tolerate her mum-in-law’s constant interference and finding faults. He said it was A GIFT TO HIS WIFE. Now they could live happily in that house and start their own family

Fainted! Dharini collapsed on the floor. Finally her husband’s death had taken a toll on her and the fact that she read those letters but it was too late.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Ladder of Love – Life is but a journey

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.

- Curtis Judalet


It’s a very famous line in Bollywood movies that “mein tumhare pyar mein kuch bhi kar sakta hun”. But very few people live up to their promise. The moment a hot chick passes by, the dogs run after the meatJ. Ha ha ha. In today’s materialistic world filled with different options to lead your life, people have somewhat forgotten the real meaning of LOVE. It’s high time that we flip through the pages of the dictionary to reach the word LOVE.



There is a famous Greek saying - A heart that loves is always young. And this has been proved right by 70 year-old Liu Guojiang and his 80 year-old wife Xu Chaoqin in China. Over half-a-century ago, a 19 year-old boy fell in love with a 29 year-old widowed mother only to be criticized by friends and relatives because of the age difference and the fact that Xu already had children. Hence the couple eloped far off and decided to live in a cave to live and love each other in peace. The couple had to face numerous hardships. Sometimes Xu felt that she had tied Liu down and repeatedly asked him, 'Are you regretful? Liu always replied, 'As long as we are active, life will improve.'


As a token of love and the best gift a husband can give to his wife, Liu began and continued for over 50 years, to hand-carve the steps. And it was a surprising discovery that the wife was gifted 6000 hand-crafted steps by her husband so that his wife could get down the mountain easily.


However like any other love story, this love story also came to an end when 72 year-old Liu returned from his farm work and collapsed and passed away in Xu’s arms. The love for his wife even after death is seen when no one was able to release the grip he had on his wife's hand even after he had passed away. 'You promised me you'll take care of me, you'll always be with me until the day I died, now you left before me, how am I going to live without you?' Xu spent days softly repeating this sentence and touching her husband's black coffin with tears rolling down her cheeks.


WOW! Such kind of incidents does force you to believe in love, commitment and beauty of relationship.


P.S. You can see their story through this video too

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Marriage Mirage leads to Sex Change

Many things has been said and done about the institution called MARRIAGE. Majority of the public want to take admission to this institution for a secured future (or sometimes for reasons better known to them) while some might want to stay out of it. And I am one of them (well at least as of now). Whoa! Good this article wont be read by my parents else I am screwed up.

Well the word Marriage is highly debatable and I am writing this article in favor of No- Marriage-required section of the society. With increasing competition and peer pressure to stay ahead in the rat race, it leaves very less room to this sometimes demanding commitment to people who cannot balance many cups on their already filled trays. It’s high time that parents stop succumbing to societal pressure and force their kids to bend down to this herculean obligation when the kid is not prepared for it. Many parents treat marriage as a mammoth responsibility that they want to shed off asap not realizing the kid’s agony. Many people who are unable to deal with this, ends up giving up on their lives or mess up with their now married life or retort to ways that would stop the wagging tongues.

One such case that I read was of a woman lawyer from Puri, Orissa. This lady in her mid 30’s took a desperate step of changing her sex as her family was forcing her to get married. She was not prepared for marriage as she did not want a family life which is being forced on girls in our society that is dominated by males and girls have no voice of their own. As a result of this, she did not inform her family about this and also threatened to commit suicide if she was not allowed to have the surgery done.

The woman submitted an affidavit stating her willingness to undergo the Sex Reassignment Surgery (SRS) operation that was performed on 29th June 2010. During the operation process that went on for 7 hours long, her female organs were removed and male organs were set in her body. She was injected with hormones to develop masculine attributes like a male voice, beard and moustache. The lady seems to have stated that “I feel free now. No one can force me to marry. It is better to become a man to get rid of sufferings met by women”.

Well I hope at least one parent (having a narrow approach) whose daughter/ son is of marriageable age reads this article and stops bugging their children. The only message I would like to give to the parents (including mine) is that: Wake up!!! Stop succumbing to societal pressure because at the end of the day society is not going to be there when you need help while your children would be there by your side. Support them. Don’t push them into what they don’t want to get into. The son/ daughter is your child not your source of duty fulfillment.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Monkey - Man

“Until he extends his compassion to all living things,

man will not himself find peace”

- Dr. Albert Schweitzer

The other day there was this one particular forward mail in my inbox that was really touching and made me think about the difference between man and animals. And now after this mail I was forced to place animals on the top in terms of compassion.


The two blind men in the photo were thirsty and wanted to drink water at the RagiGudda temple, Bangalore. However, they were unable to operate the tap.


This mother monkey opened the tap for them, allowed them to drink water, drank some water herself and then closed the tap before leaving the scene. Not only did the monkey have brains to help the needy people but also close the tap after use thus avoiding water wastage (either of which humans fail to do most of the times).


This is the most wonderful story that I have read in a long time and to think that there are still people in this world who don’t believe in the ‘humanity’ of animals. And worse of all, there are still so-called educated people who exploit these animals in the name of experimentation.


But, animals, for the most part, seem far more advanced than humans. We human beings are so involved in all this caste/ creed system that we fail to understand the word HUMANITY. However, animals don't have any kind of caste system. Maybe some day we human beings will learn from them. And its high time that humans recognize animals as equal though different, intelligent and emotional and compassionate!


wieder zurück - I am back again!!!

Finally I am back (hopefully) with a bang!!! (not that my readers were missing me :). After a long-time fight with the internet service providers, I am now having a connection working in proper condition. Hope it continues to stop hindering my blogging abilities.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

It's 12 O'clock!

The other day I was reading a forward mail about Sikhism and the story behind Sardars. I felt that all the jokes and fun targeted towards this community been over-hyped and can hurt religious sentiments and it’s high time we start respecting the SIKHISM religion just like we respect our own religion. It is very common that whenever we think of foolish jokes, SARDAR JOKES get the maximum votes. In this process we fail to realize how beautiful this religion and the Sikh people are. I have never heard of a case wherein a Sardar has looted someone or raped someone or have indulged in any wrong doings. All this is because of their staunch faith in their teachings and their Gurus.
We keep teasing Sardarjis that “Barah Baj Gaye Kya?” but this particular forward mail made me realize what kind of losers we are. This mail tells the story behind Sardars and their connection with the time 12 O’Clock. The story goes this way:

During the 17th Century, when India was ruled by Mughals, all the Hindu people were humiliated by the Mughals treating all Hindu women as their own property and forcing the Hindus to accept Islam else kill them on refusal. That time, the 9th Guru, Sri Guru Teg Bahadarji came forward, in response to a request of some Kashmir Pandits to fight against all these cruel activities. Guruji told the Mughal emperor that if he could succeed in converting him to Islam, all the Hindus would accept the same. But, if he failed, he should stop all those activities.

Inspite of lots of torture to Guruji and his fellow members, the Mughals failed to convert him to Islam and Guruji along with his other four fellow members, were tortured and sacrificed their lives in Chandni Chowk. Thus Guruji sacrificed his life for the protection of Hindu religion. This is the reason he is still remembered as "Hind Ki Chaddar", shield of India. For the sake of whom he had sacrificed his life; none of them came forward to lift his body, fearing that they would also be assassinated.

Seeing this incident the 10th Guruji, Sri Guru Gobind Singhji (Son of Guru Teg Bahadarji) founder of the Khalsa made a resolution that he would convert his followers to such human beings who would not be able to hide themselves and could be easily located in thousands. At the start, the Sikhs were very few in numbers as they were fighting against the Mughal emperors. At that time, Nadir Shah raided Delhi in the year 1739 and looted Hindustan’s rich treasury and nearly 2,200 Hindu women along with him. Sardar Jassa Singh who was the Commander of the Sikh army at that time heard this news and decided to attack Nadir Shah's Kafila on the same midnight and rescued all the Hindu women and they were safely sent to their homes. Hereafter, whenever an intruder tried to loot the Indian treasury or women, the Sikh army although fewer in numbers but were brave hearted and attacked them at 12 o'clock midnight and rescued the women. After that time whenever a similar incident occurred, people started contacting the Sikh army for their help and Sikhs used to attack the raiders at Midnight, 12 o'clock. But, these "smart people" and some Sikh enemies who are afraid of Sikhs spread these words that at 12 O'clock, the Sikhs go mad. So that’s how the “Sardarji Barah Baj Gaye Kya?” became famous.
Sikhs are one of the hardest working prosperous and diversified communities in the world. There is this one more beautiful story shared to me by Gayu. Once a group of young boys visited Delhi. They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing. The driver was an old Sardar and boys being boys, these pals began cracking Sardarji jokes, just to tease the old man. But to their surprise, the fellow remained calm. At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid the cab hire-charges. The Sardar returned the change, but he gave each one of them one rupee extra and said, "Son, since morning you have been telling Sardarji jokes.. I listened to them all and let me tell you, some of them were in bad taste. Still, I don't mind coz I know that you are young blood and are yet to see the world. But I have one request. I am giving you one rupee each. Give it to the first Sardar beggar that you come across in this or any other city." And till date, the one rupee coin did not shift hands as they couldn't find a single Sardar begging anywhere.
MORAL:
The secret behind their universal success is their willingness to do any job with utmost dedication and pride. A Sardar will drive a truck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, put a fruit juice stall, take up small time carpentry, but he will never beg on the streets. They also have strong values instilled in them.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Ultimate Dream Job!!! Urgent Openings - Apply now

Today I was reading the newspaper and came across this really interesting job profile with an awsom pay package. 3 log would be the most happiest logs in this world after reading this news - mein, gayatri and Wimpy (popeye ka friend).

Anyway, the news is that a company called Proactol Ltd in Britain is looking for a worker who has to do nothing, except eat - and the salary will be nearly 24,000 pounds a year. The worker should have a hearty appetite and be happy to eat 400 extra calories every day - to test the fat-binding properties of a weight loss product.

The job advertisement kuch iss prakaar hai: "We know it's incredible, but it's true. We are willing to pay you £23,750 a year to continue doing exactly what you do every single day, and all we ask in return is that you eat 16% more calories a week - or 400 more calories a day - whilst introducing Proactol into your diet.

The condition is that, the candidate should not be on a diet but eat a healthy balance of carbohydrates, fats and proteins and be prepared to increase their existing calorie intake by 16% a week by eating fatty foods such as Chinese takeaways, fish and chips, pizza or McDonald's.

Peacock Dress For A Whopping 1.5 Million Bucks


Yes you read it right. And for those who are busy in shopping for their wedding day and reading this piece please don’t feel bad or have second thoughts about your already purchased wedding dresses.


Apna desi and extravagant Indian wedding dresses bhi will feel shy. Imagine the reaction of the other minimalist white versions popular in other countries) at the sight of this new Peacock wedding dress. It was showcased on March 2009 at the wedding expo held in Nanjing, the capital of east China’s Jiangsu Province. Made with around 2,009 pieces of peacock feathers, this dress was finished in two months with eight handicraftsmen working on it busy day and night.

Imagine wearing a wedding dress with the peacock motif will definitely make you look like a million bucks just like the price of this dress i.e. $1.5 million bucks (don’t even try to convert this amt. into INR else you are sure to get a heart ache.)

Though this dress is beautiful no doubt, I personally feel the feathers looked prettier when on the peacock. Imagine how many peacocks would have been naked for making this one dress…poor peacockssss…

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Journey to the Billionaire Club

I think I am turning into a feminist as I am writing only about women with power this week J. Well in this article I am talking about Isha Ambani, aapdo Mukesssss Ambani nu chokri che.



The 2008 Forbes list of The World’s Billionaire Heiresses (To Be) has ranked Isha Ambani, daughter of Mukesh and Nita Ambani as number two on the list. She is the youngest of the top ten females ranked by Forbes. No. 1 position goes to Vanisha Mittal Bhatia, daughter of Lakshmi Mittal, the fourth-richest person in the world as of March (psstt…jiske shaadi mein her dad blew up a whopping amt. of $60 million. Woops.)



At the age of 18, Isha already has her own stake in the family's Reliance Industries, worth about USD 80 million (Haila!!!). She is in the final year of her International Baccalaureate programme.



I am just wondering if Mukesh Ambani has any plans of adopting one more daughter after he marries off his own daughter. I can apply for the post of his daughter. Sorry dad. Hope yopu don’t feel bad after reading this article.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Dumb Celebrity Quotes

The other day i was surfing the net and got this idea of putting together some idiotic quotes by famous personalities. It made me feel better and realise that i had many friends who do not make sense like me :). Pesh hai aapki khidmat mein:
  • Dan Quayle (former U.S. Vice-President):
  1. "The Holocaust was an obscene period in our nation's history. I mean in this century's history. But we all lived in this century. I didn't live in this century."
  2. "It isn't pollution that is hurting the environment, it's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it"
  • Arnold Shwarzenegger (Actor/Governer of California): "I think gay marriage is something that should be between a man and a woman"
  • Christina Aguilera (Singer): "So, where's the Cannes Film Festival being held this year?"
  • Jessica Simpson (singer/actress):
  1. "I'm not anorexic. I'm from Texas. Are there people from Texas that are anorexic? I've never heard of one. And that includes me."
  2. During her Geography class, she was asked about the names of the continents, and her reply was A-E-I-O-U!".
  • Bob Dole (Republican presidential candidate): "The internet is a great way to get on the net"
  • Bill Peterson (Florida State football coach): "You guys, line up alphabetically by height"
  • Greg Norman (Golfer): "I owe a lot to my parents, especially my mother and father"
  • Yogi Berra (Baseball player): "Predictions are difficult. Especially about the future"
  • Chuck Nevitt (North Carolina State basketball player): "My sister's expecting a baby, and I don't know if I'm going to be an uncle or an aunt"
  • Winston Bennett (University of Kentucky basketball forward): I've never had major knee surgery on any other part of my body
  • Keppel Enderbery (Former Australian cabinet minister): Traditionally, most of Australia's imports come from overseas
  • Lou Duva (veteran boxing trainer): He's a guy who gets up at six o'clock in the morning regardless of what time it is
  • Mickey Rivers (baseball player): Pitching is 80% of the game. The other half is hitting and fielding
  • Paris Hilton (hotel heiress): "Wal-Mart... do they like make walls there?"
  • Donald Rumsfeld (former US Defense Secretary): Once during a press conference, he said: "Reports that say that something hasn't happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns - the ones we don't know we don't know."

There is a chance that you might be able to answer a Phoenix's riddle, but this Rumsfeld quote, no way!

  • Namrata Shirodkar (Bollywood actress): Her answer at the 1993 Miss Universe contest to a question asked by Jackie Chan - "I would not want to live forever because I don't believe that one can live forever. And so, I don't think I would want to live forever

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Gods of SEX - The New Religion

It was a bad week for sleazy godmen. Many popular so-called and dhongi swamijis were exposed and quite literally with disgusting stories that have come to light.

Case 1:

One such recent case that took away the major piece of the cake was that of Swami Nityananda who was caught in a compromising position with a south indian actress Ranjitha. This spiritual guru's sex tape was aired on SUN TV on 2nd March giving rise to a major panga and danga in South.

Case 2:

Second story revolves around Anup Kumar Sahai alias Swamiji who kidnapped a 25 yr old girl in Ghaziabad after she rejected his marriage proposal। The moron started line marofying on Priyanka Srivastava (an MBA graduate pursuing a PhD) and wanted to marry her despite the fact that he has a wife and a seven-year-old daughter. Wow!!!! what a joke is happening out here? When Priyanka and her family rejected the psycho's proposal, he offered them Rs 1 crore. Jab tabhi bhi nahi maane (how filmy), he gave dhamki and all saying he would kidnap the girl and marry her forcibly. And jiska darr tha wahi hua. He abducted the girl on February 15 (just a day after valentine's day. Shiv sena manoos jaago. Kaahi kara hi mulgi saathi). But our great police filed the case for this only on 6th March.

Case 3:

Another case that came into the open involved a pimp guru and a self-styled godman of Chitrakoot, Us mahaan aatma ka name is Shiv Murat Dwivedi who earned his money from real estate, money-lending, prostitution, donations from foreign countries and special religious programmes। He operated four accounts in Delhi (inspite of slogging for 12 hrs decently, we are left with no money in our one and only account. wat a life). He used to handle his prostitution business in Delhi, and the NCR. He has forced many girls (some volunteered on their own while majority of them were from vulnerable background) into sickening flesh trade.

Till now i thought that swamijis are were supposed to abstain from all these worldly pleasures!!! Has this rule become just on-papers nowadays?

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Indian Sherlock Holmessss...

Have you ever given it a thought as to where have the classic veteran detectives disappeared from the small screen and never came back in punar janam? Where have the thrills gone? In the 90s era, detective serials like Karamchand, Byomkesh Bakshi, Tehqiqaat, Hello Inspector etc were an integral part of our growing up.

But today, except for CID who earns the major chunk of TRPs amongst other players in the same genre like special squad, DON - Detective Omkar Nath or Mr. & Mrs. MIshra (names you might have not even heard of), there aren’t any detective serials left that could match up to the Karamchand or Byomkesh Bakshi standards that ruled the roost in Indian television in the 90s. The channels are so busy warring with the saas-bahu and reality shows TRPs that it makes you think that has the detective thriller genre died?

The advantage that yesteryear’s detective serials have over the current crop of publicity hungry serials are the strongly etched characters that leave an unending impression in your mind and take you back to good ol'days with a smile on your face instantly. Be it the computer minded Pankaj Kapur pacing around hastily to solve the case in a jiffy along with his carrot munching assistant – Kitty aka Sushmita Mukherjee in the show Karamchand or Byomkesh Bakshi (the Indian Sherlock Holmes), whose mere mention brings to your mind a no nonsense, dhoti-kurta clad, strong Bengali character –immortalised by Rajat Kapur. Then there was Tehqiqaat with Vijay Anand playing the cool-headed, intelligent eccentric detective in typical black-goggles and black coat.

Then came CID with believable characters, simple narrative technique minus any camera gimmicks. Also the show was on a different track showing the role of a Government agency in solving dangerous crimes. Btw ek raaz ki baat – I find Inspector Daya played by Dayanand Shetty very cute. I have a crush on him :) Mummy ko mat batana. He he he. The serial is still continuing to thrill and entertain the audience for the past 11 years and has become a part of Friday ritual (that’s when the serial is aired).

Let’s hope that we get to see some more of these Who-dun-it!! kinds of shows. Till then happy nail-biting…