Thursday, December 20, 2007


Human = eat + sleep + work + enjoy

Donkey = eat + sleep

Therefore ,Human = Donkey + work + enjoy

If, Human - enjoy = Donkey + work

In other words,
Human that don't know enjoy = Donkey that work ******************************************************

Men = eat + sleep + earn money

Donkeys = eat + sleep

Men = Donkeys + earn money

If Men - earn money = Donkeys

In other words,
Men that don't earn money = Donkeys

Women = eat + sleep + spend

Donkeys = eat + sleep

Therefore, Women = Donkeys + spend

If, Women - spend = Donkeys

In other words,
Women that don't spend = Donkeys


To Conclude:

Men earn money not to let women become Donkeys!

Women spend not to let men become Donkeys!

Man + Woman = 2 Donkeys!

And the Donkeys lived happily ever after!

What a romance!!!!!

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Ok, Ready For Marriage

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~- Hello To Viewers My Name is Shekhar , I am single idon't have female, If anyone want to Marie to me u canvisit to my home. I am not a good education but iworking all field in bangalroe.. if u like me uwelcome to my heart...when ever u want to meet plsvisit my resident or send u letter.. Thanks yoursRegards Shekhar ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i want very simple girl. from brahmin educated familyfrom orissa state she is also know about RAMAYAN,GEETA BHAGABATA, and other homework
Wants a woman who knows me better and can adjust withme forever. she may never create any difficulties inmy life or her life by which the entire life can runsmoothly. thank you(The principle of running life smoothly was never soeasy!)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
she should be good looking and should have a service.she Should have one brother and one sister. she shouldbe educated.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am a happy-go-lucky kind of person. Enjoys everymoments of life. I love to make friendship. Becausefriendship is a first step of love. I am looking formy dreamgirl who will love me more than i. Because ilove myself a lot. If u think that is u then why tolate come on ........hold my hand forever
i am simple boy.I have lot of problem in my lifebecause of my luck now i am looking one gal she careme and love me lot lot lot
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My wife should be as 'Shivani' as in Kahani Ghar GharKi and as Tanwerr as in KSBKBT......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i want a girl with no drinks if she wants she can wearjeans in house but while stepping out of house sheshould give respect to our cast
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~whatever she may be but she should feel that she isgoing to be someone bride and she must think of thefuture life if she is too like this she would becalled the woman of the lamp
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i love my patner i marriage the patner ok i search mypatner and i love thepatner ok thik hai the patner hasa graduate ok(I am again clueless but I liked the use of "ok".
Theperson is suffering from "Ok-syndrome")

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~HI IAM VERY COOL NUATHER OK MY HOBBY IS SEE T.V ANDNEWS OK I HAVE 1 CAR AND 1 BONWL OK MY MOTHER ALSOGOOD OK MY FARUET WORLD IS OK
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am pran my family history my two brother two sisterand Father& mother sister complity marred
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~iam very simpel and hanest. i have three sister onebrother and parent. i am doing postal sarvice andtailor master my original resdence at kalahandi distenaw iam staing at rayagada dist.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~my name is muhamad and i am unmarried. pleaes youmarrige me pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaes pleaespleaes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Iwant one girl who love me or my mother. she love meheartly or she havea frank she's skin Colour'normal'not a black or not a whitey.IThink the main think is heart if your heart isbeautiful then you are beautiful.but iam not a handsome guy or not a good looking. butmy Mom say that Iam a good guy. My father alreadyexpired . THE CHOICE IS YOUR. bye bye.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~iam kanan. i do owo sistar.he was marred.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I AM LITTLE FAIR INDIAN COLOUR. I DON'T HAVE ANYHABIT.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~hello i am a good charactarised man. i want to run mylife happily.i divorced my first wife.her charactor isnot good'. i expect the good minded and clean habitsgirl who may be in the same caste or other casteaccepted ..

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~my colour is black,but my heart is white.i like socialservice(Zebra..???)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i'm looking out for who lives in bombay , girl simplewho trust me lot should be roman catholic, LOVE MEONLY.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~to be married on AUG-2006. working woman perferable(this guy has fixed the marriage date too! But he isyet to find a bride. I wish him best of luck on behalfof all of us. I am sure he will get one soon.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~i would like a beautyfull girl. and i do not want herany treasure. because girl is the maharani

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ssc failed three times and worked with privated ltdcompany which not paying salary at present.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle awakens. He has only one thought on his mind: To be able to run faster than the fastest lion. If he cannot, then he will be eaten.
Every morning in Africa a lion awakens. He has only one thought on his mind: To be able to run faster than the slowest gazelle. If he cannot, he will die of hunger.
Whether you choose to be a gazelle or a lion is of no consequence. It is enough to know that with the rising of the sun, you must run. And you must run faster than you did yesterday or you will die. This is the race of life."
- African Proverb

Tuesday, July 03, 2007


As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file,! she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote,"Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around." His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle." His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken." Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class." By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed o herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found arhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say,"Mrs.Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic.Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more ! she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her teacher's pets." A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life. Then four more years passed and yet an! other letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard MD. The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs.Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference." Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

it is simple matter, one has to realise that he is an individual and has tremendous amount of stamina within himself. he only has to look down ( his shirt pocket where his heart his !!) and take out and show to the world and prove to himself his self worth :):)

Saturday, June 16, 2007


A student asks a teacher: What is love? The teacher said: in order to answer your question, go to the paddy field and choose the biggest paddy and come back.
But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.
The student went to the field, go thru first row,he saw one big paddy,but he wonders....may be there is a bigger one later.Then he saw another bigger one... but may be there is an even bigger one waiting for him Later, when he finished more than half of the paddy field, he start to realize that the paddy is not as big as the previous one he saw, he know he has missed the biggest one, and he regretted. So, he ended up went back to the teacher with empty hand.
The teacher told him, this is love... you keep looking for a better one,but when later you realize, you have already miss the person.
The student asked: What is marriage then? The teacher said: In order to answer your question, go to the corn fieldand choose the biggest corn and come back. But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick.
The student went to the corn field, this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake, when he reach the middle of the field, he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfied, and came back to the teacher.
The teacher told him, this time you bring back a corn.... you look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get.... this is marriage.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Will you Marry Me?

There were these two elderly people living in a Florida old age home.
He was a widower and she a widow. They had known one another for
a number of years.
Now, one evening, there was a community supper in the big activity center.
These two were at the same table, across from one another. As the meal
went on, he made a few admiring glances at her and finally gathered up his
courage to ask her, "Will you marry me?"
After some 'careful consideration,' she answered, "Yes, I will."
The meal ended and with a few more pleasant exchanges, they went to their
respective rooms. Next morning, he was troubled. "Did she say 'yes' or did
she say 'no'?" He couldn't remember. Try as he would, he just could not
recall. Not even a faint memory. When he tried to see her, he found that
had gone to visit her daughter. With trepidation, he went to the telephone
and called her. First, he explained to her that his memory was not as good
as it used to be. Then he reviewed the lovely evening past. As he gained a
little more courage, he then inquired of her, "When I asked if you would
marry me, did you say 'Yes' or did you say 'No'?"
He was delighted to hear her say, "Why, I said, 'Yes, I will' and I meant
it with all my heart." Then she continued, "And I am so glad that you
called, because I couldn't remember who had asked me." !!!

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

first ever

kuch aisa toh nahin hua
unke bagairr zindagii tham toh nahin gayii
aansuu chhalkaye
pal do pal, woh bhi thamm jaayenge
reh jaayengii kuch yaadein
unhe panaah toh de hi denge

saath basenge kuch sawaal,
anokhe, anjaane, kuch jayaaz
unhe chakhenge,
aankhon mein, baaton mein
mehkti, behekti saason mein
raaton ke andhere mein
aansun se baat karayenge

ek naam, kuch tasweerein
raaton ki neendein
hosh, dhadkane, thodi bechaini
baatein ankahi
baatein chhu gayin
chhup chhupke mujhse
behke lamhe dohrata hai
mann mera,
ab kuch chanchal sa rehta hai

Saturday, April 28, 2007

एक पुराना मौसम लौटा

Artist: Jagjit Singh
Album: Marasim - Memories woven in Melody

Ek puraana mousam louta (2) yaad bhari purvayi

bhi (ek)
Aisa tho kam hi hotha hay wo bhi ho

tanhayi dhi

Yabdhom ki boucharom se jab palkem

bhigne lagthi hay (2)
Kithni soundhi laghthi hay

thab (2) maazi ki ruzvayi bhi (ek)

Dho dho

shaklem dhikhthi hay is bahke se aaeene mein

Mere sath chala aaya hay(2) aapka ik soudhayi

Aisa tho kam hi hotha hay wo bhi ho thanhayi


Khamoshi ka hasil bhi ik lambi si khamoshi

hay (2)
Unki bath suni bhi hum ne(2) apni bath

sunayi bhi
Aisa tho kam hi hotha hay wo bhi ho

thanhayi dhi (ek)

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

dunno y i write this

its been almost 3 mnths since i blogged. thats wat the archives in my blog say, last post 19th jan, 2007. actually its been almost that long since i wrote something.
somewhere along the way, i think i lost the "rich" in me and became simply an internee... a loyal, obedient, faithful arvind servant. im not complaining, mayb just cribbing a lil bit. the stuff i ve learnt staying in bglore and at arvind, has made me stronger, and wiser in several aspects, though at the same time leaving me more vulnerable than i ever was, to break promises.
i ve lived, i ve partied, sloshed and smoked. discovered late nights and sleep overs. had 10 mnths of an exotic combination - new city, and newly found freedom.discovered corporate in a way no book ever taught me, no professor ever told me. felt used, abused, confused and manipulated. i ve learnt. felt loved, special, listened to, all in moments of telephonic intimacy. i ve been shown the mirror, discovered my beauty and charm, and the persistent nature that contradicts it all. i ve lived in a hostel, where nothing is personal, not your body, clothes or soul. shared a room with 3 others, cried and then dried tears all in the same night. music, wandering grapes and chips, biscuits and mithai. seen it travel around rooms in different measures.
walked in back lanes with hidden cigarette stubs, sneaking breezer and vodka up a single flight of stairs. regular meanderings to pani puri and juices.. ah! fruit bowl too. sat morning visits to shanti sagars and lil steel glasses of coffee, all in an attempt to escape the sidey breakfast!
arguments and discussions with the land lady for peace restored...
eve-teasing in heavy doses, physical, emotional.. left a mark.
sunday morning dosas.. and closed eye gulping of nightly food(or in an attempt at betterment, sum added pickles!)
gossips in office, loves and life. food habits, food piggin ;) muzic, sarcasm work and defeats. all in good measure(or mayb slightly off balanced!) factory visits in that "delightful" van.

finding people similar and yet so different. growing close, growing apart.
what all can i re create, in words as i re call.
words just spilt. non stop.
10 mnths of bglore, come to an end. in a slightly bitter sweet way. leaving me with memories so many, so varied so...unspoken. wat words describe experiences, can anyone specify?

new life, new city, its time to move on... my contribution to this city ends as all it cud give me too subsides. a period of lethargy now, to work on myself and set my heart, my mind, my entire outlook in working order. work on myself, to re discover, to explore me... in music, books, food and loved ones. to work on all the raw wounds bglore has left me with, to strengthen some part of me, to breakdown and wipe away some other.

mayb its all a play, to get u thru a certain phase in life...never agn will i meet them, never agn will thy knw me. but thru these 10 mnths thy were all a unforgettable part, contributing to every lil experience that shaped me till today.

i dont knw why i posted this on untruelife, wen i cud and shud hav put this up in solitary reaper. i dunno. but i did. no, n im not crying, im smiling coz it happened. 10mnths of my life that were mine, in every which way. and as i leav i must add, bangalore is alright, its not such a bad city after all...

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Bheja Fry ( भेजा फ्र्य )

Amazing Movie...
to be watched only with the Gang of friends!!
" Its ringing"
for likes who are wondering what the italics mena.. you gotta watch IT !!

Friday, April 06, 2007

Inter- Alia

for those who are wondering what the heading emeans..
from.. dict....

Among other things
"the committee recommended, inter alia, that he be promoted"
Well these movies were pat of the weekend!!

Funny Money(2006).. {Oh google it folks, ou wanta link here too eh?!)

Gee !! this was a intersting one, though a little slow, but interesting Plot!!
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Monday, April 02, 2007


You will find a Temple ( OR Faith Zone) just about anywhere in India!!
This is a pic, beside a road, where suddenly a part of the TREE is Worshipped!!

But come to think of Faith!!
Its just Faith right!!
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Saturday, March 24, 2007

शतक ( 100th Post)

१०० वा लेख मानाने के लिए अब हिंदी में
अरे वह !!

बहुत मज़ा आ रह है !!
ही ही !!

Sunday, March 11, 2007

When a man stops loving

Stolen From Sunday Times of India

Unable to bear the demands of the modern woman, an increasing number of Indian men are making the dramatic decision of banning romance from their lives. They are instead paying for love in erotic lands. Agniva Banerjee on a disturbing trend

Empowered women and men who pretend to be fair have erected a global concentration camp of political correctness that has left the average male depersonalised, bitter and even deformed.

Look around honestly.
The 21st century man is right there laughing like a jackass at the Hugh Grant matinée. He shares the kitchen sink chores at home and changes nappies. He has been domesticated after being lured into marriage by something called love. It is in reaction to this decimation of the natural male, this creation of a comical character called a good modern husband, that an increasing number of boys and men are rejecting romance all together.

No more wooing the average girl in the office, succumbing to her good words, then putting up with her inevitable tantrums. Not when they have discovered ways of satiating their carnal needs — exotic sex lands and high-end prostitutes. One may think it is all too simplistic. But that’s what the male brain ranging from Albert Einstein’s to Salman Khan’s has always craved for — simplicity of theory.

Shashwat Srivastava, a 27-year-old advertising professional from Delhi, is one such male who believes in hard work, hard cash, and holidays in Thailand, Amsterdam and Rio. He says with the excitement of a new convert, “Earlier, I would meet a pretty girl in the office and try to strike up a conversation.
It would take considerable effort to cut through her airs and graces and get talking. The topic of the conversation would be a pain to me, but I would pretend to enjoy every moment. After a few days she would be ready to go out for coffee. This would be followed by a mind-numbing movie. Then another round of coffee. A month would have passed by now. I would still be in hot pursuit. A few weekends later would come the big day for dinner. After the dinner I would, chivalrously, drop her home.
And the next day, just when I would expect my big moment to come, I would find her chatting animatedly with the idiot from marketing. What a waste of effort.”
But success in love brings a new set of obstacles. “Many a times you do succeed. And you also end up making love. But then, very quickly, you also fall out of love and start fancying other girls. And then it gets damn difficult to break free from the woman,” says Soumik Naskar, an 18-year-old undergraduate student of information technology at the Government Engineering College, Kalyani, West Bengal.

“It’s being unfair to the woman. You know you are in it for sex. So why keep up the pretence? Why not go straight for the nookie by paying for it?” Ramesh Kaul, a 45-year-old Delhi-based marketing consultant, says about the sudden spurt in men being Bohemian instead of proper, “It’s a healthy thing. For as little as 50,000 bucks, you can have a fun weekend in Southeast Asia.
Many of my close friends are doing that.” The new experiment of Indian men with breaking away from social norms and finding love in the commercial place is at a higher state of evolution in the First World. According to a report which appeared in the British Medical Journal in 2005, the percentage of British men who paid for sex had increased from 5.6 in 1990 to 9 in 2000. But the element of surprise lay in the details. It was not just the fat slob, the sex worker’s client stereotype, who was visiting brothels.
The study found an increasing number of successful, attractive men in their mid-twenties to mid-thirties opting to pay for intimacy. Clare Spurrell, a reporter for The Times of London, interviewed some of these men wondering why “the sort of young man of whom most mothers would approve”, paid for sex. “It is difficult for a woman to understand what it is that a prostitute can offer these perfectly attractive men that a free sexual encounter cannot,” Spurrell wrote.
The answer Spurrell got was obvious — “lack of any emotional obligation”. “It’s happening in the vicinity,” says 41-year-old Vijay Swami, a senior vice-president of a communications agency in Mumbai. “Conversations with friends and acquaintances reveal that quite a few of them are paying for sex.” Ramesh Kaul says that a trend may have started in which men are no longer interested in the women around them. “Flirting used to be and still is the norm when it comes to interaction between men and women at the workplace. But in my previous organisation there was this guy who just did not interact with the women apart from in a strictly professional capacity. I found his behaviour a bit odd.
It emerged gradually that he believed in hard work and earning good money; he did not believe in asking women out, in forging relationships or in love. He preferred chasing exotica. He would go on planned sex tours abroad.” The number of such men, though small today in India, is on the rise according to the observations of regular men. Radical feminists call the phenomenon a systemic “objectification” of women. But is this objectification really so repulsive to women?

Could it be that love was always some sort of a material transaction between a man and a woman? Shekhar Verma, a student of advertising and public relations at the Indian Institute of Mass Communication, New Delhi, says, “In my institute, the boys are out to get the prettiest girls, while the girls are out to get the guys with the best bikes, best mobiles and rich dads. And there’s no such thing as love. So if some men have stopped being hypocritical, what’s wrong with it?” The tragedy is, says Srivastava, “that though men appreciate the needs of women, women don’t of men.
They expect us to listen to and understand everything they say, but don’t realise they are driving us crazy. Women simply rob you of your happiness. So why shouldn’t men make the dealing straight?” The view of Srivastava, as offensive as it might be to women, is a very common view that most men keep hearing all the time from their friends. Even among men who like relationships with regular women, there is now a rise in the lure of brothels. That is tied to another fundamental male need — variety.

One must understand that being respectable was not, at any point in human history, a fervent male wish. Now men are encashing in on the liberal times. Marita McCabe, one of the psychologists who conducted a study in Australia in 2000, concluded that men visit sex workers, “not only for sexual activities that their partners do not provide, but also to fulfil certain psychological needs, such as the need for intimacy and excitement.” Even as an increasing number of men are dismissing monogamy as an unnatural societal condition, what is interesting is that they are conducting this rejection not with any nebulous guilt, but with the conviction of a virtuous ascetic.
As Kaul says, “When my son grows up, I will expect him to have fun too.” - TNN

(No names have been changed)

Wednesday, February 28, 2007


I am sure all of us have rebooted our coomputers!!
Well when it hangs(on us)
what do we do when one of the applications running in our head..
ususaly Glum /sadness tends to hang and clog our processor!!
(theer are others too though),,,,

how do we reboot our-selves???
( ...thinking......)

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Oh No!!

How can you make such a movie...
God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and wh did i watch it!!

Monday, February 12, 2007

Slow Down Culture

It's been 18 years since I joined Volvo, a Swedish company. Working for them has proven to be an interesting experience. Any project here takes 2 years to be finalized, even if the idea is simple and brilliant. It's a rule. Globalize processes have caused in us (all over the world) a general sense of searching for immediate results. Therefore, we have come to posses a need to see immediate results. This contrasts greatly with the slow movements of the Swedish. They, on the other hand, debate, debate, debate, hold x quantity of meetings and work with a slowdown scheme. At the end, this always yields better results. Said in another words: 1. Sweden is about the size of San Pablo, a state in Brazil. 2. Sweden has 2 million inhabitants. 3. Stockholm, has 500,000 people. 4. Volvo, Escania, Ericsson, Electrolux, Nokia are some of its renowned companies. Volvo supplies the NASA. The first time I was in Sweden, one of my colleagues picked me up at the hotel every morning. It was September, bit cold and snowy. We would arrive early at the company and he would park far away from the entrance (2000 employees drive their car to work). The first day, I didn't say anything, either the second or third. One morning I asked, "Do you have a fixed parking space? I've noticed we park far from the entrance even when there are no other cars in the lot." To which he replied, "Since we're here early we'll have time to walk, and whoever gets in late will be late and need a place closer to the door. Don't you think? Imagine my face. Nowadays, there's a movement in Europe name Slow Food. This movement establishes that people should eat and drink slowly, with enough time to taste their food, spend time with the family, friends, without rushing. Slow Food is against its counterpart: the spirit of Fast Food and what it stands for as a lifestyle. Slow Food is the basis for a bigger movement called Slow Europe, as mentioned by Business Week. Basically, the movement questions the sense of "hurry" and "craziness" generated by globalization, fueled by the desire of "having in quantity" (life status) versus "having with quality", "life quality" or the "quality of being". French people, even though they work 35 hours per week, are more productive than Americans or British. Germans have established 28.8 hour workweeks and have seen their productivity been driven up by 20%. This slow attitude has brought forth the US's attention, pupils of the fast and the "do it now!". This no-rush attitude doesn't represent doing less or having a lower productivity. It means working and doing things with greater quality, productivity, perfection, with attention to detail and less stress. It means reestablishing family values, friends, free and leisure time. Taking the "now", present and concrete, versus the "global", undefined and anonymous. It means taking humans' essential values, the simplicity of living. It stands for a less coercive work environment, more happy, lighter and more productive where humans enjoy doing what they know best how to do. It's time to stop and think on how companies need to develop serious quality with no-rush that will increase productivity and the quality of products and services, without losing the essence of spirit. In the movie, Scent of a Woman, there's a scene where Al Pacino asks a girl to dance and she replies, "I can't, my boyfriend will be here any minute now". To which Al responds, "A life is lived in an instant". Then they dance to a tango. Many of us live our lives running behind time, but we only reach it when we die of a heart attack or in a car accident rushing to be on time. Others are so anxious of living the future that they forget to live the present, which is the only time that truly exists. We all have equal time throughout the world. No one has more or less. The difference lies in how each one of us does with our time. We need to live each moment. As John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans". J Congratulations for reading till the end of this message. There are many who will have stopped in the middle so as not to waste time in this globalized world.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Movie Marathon

Whoa This one was sure amazingly krazie!!, Saw this coz got my hands on its part two..
Look up Chaos theory and read it /... gosh!!

My Sassy Girl(Korean)
Yeah saw this original with Sub-titles!!



Sunday, February 04, 2007

Soul Fry @ Bandra(Da-meet)

Reached early coz puneet's friends mom expired and he vroomed to navy nagar, and our our other get-to plopped!

I was in a good mood, had just downloaded Rahul Sharma's Maya and some Chris De Burg,So Thought I would walk around and see how was Pali hill to walk around.

Being relatively nu to this part of city, where I can last just to Mr.AM Naiks house, it was an interesting walk.( The Parlours and glitzy shops hemmed in betweent the shanties, the houses and the hills)

It reminded me of my walk at the Mall Road in Simla and Verna in Goa!!

Ok so finally winding with the road and the pali market reached the place, and had the Chirpy

Mel(O'Dee)'s "Hello Blogger"!( The Red "Bebe" topped did greet non bloggers, read waiters etc a disputable 5 times throughout, though!!)
But she did, whatever she was doing, very well!
Yes, You could not have miss her out ( good host!!)

I slipped into my smile and absorb Mode!

Some very interesting people~~,likes of Sanket( I was really zapped, to see his pic today on his blog, ~ he sure is missing his mom!!), Anupam!

Then arrived (so called Her Highness) Sakshijee~!
The ardent Sallu baba/ Rakhi Fan came in with need of a saridon!!

Among others Bloggers arrived the (pink) Non blogger and Amit.
Though a large part of the the evening Our Dear Rakhi Sawant Fan could not miss an opportunity to pull the"Non Blogger" ( who I think does blog!!~~ dunno just think)...But Neha did not mind all the attention!!

The likes of Vijay ( who , as someone says..".came last time silently and came up with a huge post!!")

and then the Looney Ramya drops in !!(interesting peronality, you talk to her and she is not what she looks like thoug)

Also the Lawyers came in ~~

Now the lisst and pics and come in only after our Mel( mata!!) blogs and passes all the links!!
It was an inetersting evening,which ended before the 12 for me, coz I needed to go back..

Well some very inetesrting people know and maybe meet up again~

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Flicked from "Times Life" from the Sunday edition of Times of India, 28th Jan '07

No wonder then, that it’s in this very year that ace photographer Raghu Rai’s nudes come out of the closet for a rare exhibition for the first time. Rai, who believes that nudes are an expression of appreciation of the female form, says, “The
If you think the nude human form is titillating, you’re hopelessly outdated. Nudity today, is all about celebrating innocence and soul-stirring creativity. Nona Walia reports
“I enjoy nakedness. I am a bit of a naturist at heart.”

– Robbie Williams

“I was born naked and I’m going to die naked, so I don’t see anything wrong with it.”

– Justin Timberlake

THERE’S a new stubbornness with which nudity is being thrown in our faces. In 2007, nudity isn’t cheap or titillating. In fact, it’s coming into vogue! This fashionable nudity may be sensational, but at the same time, it’s innocent and fragile.

Just how is this soulful nudity different from, say, model Kate Moss stripping off in public view for the lingerie brand Agent Provocateur? Or the media going into a Fashion Week frenzy over wardrobe malfunctions and nipple slips? Perhaps there’s no one better than Bill Farley, vice-president of Playboy, the empire that’s been erected on taking nudity to the masses, to explain just why nudity is more than just a skin show. “Nudity isn’t vulgar, it is an art. It’s pure. And nudity can be innocent. People are obsessed with nudity because it defines the new erotic in an artistic way.”

So nudity isn’t just about sensationalism. It’s about teasing a new creativity. Maybe, that’s the reason, in 2007, we’re seeing a rise of mature nudity. Look at Maxim’s latest cover girl, Mallika Sherawat, giving new meaning to sensual, subtle exposure. Or John Abraham’s sizzling bare body lending austere authenticity to roles in Anurag Kashyap’s No Smoking and Ram Gopal Varma’s Nishabd.

re’s an art in shooting nudes. There’s something very mystical about it.” In fact, fashion photographer Atul Kasbekar who’s also shot quite a number of barely-clad lovelies for the Kingfisher calendars, says, “Nudes can be very sensual and startlingly beautiful. But they can also be very tasteless, bordering on the vulgar. That’s when nudity becomes offensive. When you shoot nudes, there’s a certain aesthetic at work. For me, doing nudes is a pure form of selfexpression, where my camera tries to focus on the sensuality of the natural form of the nude.”

And nudity isn’t always about being sexy. Why then, are models so eager to go naked for fashion? Says model Sapna Kumar, “If a nude is done tastefully, I think it’s pure and innocent. But today, the media loves to sensationalise nudity. That’s a turnoff.” According to painter Arpana Cour, nudity varies from person to person and holds a mirror to the kind of people we are. “As an artist, I find Amrita Shergill’s nude self-portrait very innocent. Can you imagine, nudity being innocent!? We’ve got dirty minds… That’s why we think nudity can only be erotic or titillating! We’ve adopted such rigid parameters of right and wrong.” So finally, nudity all depends on how you look at it. Agrees actor Laila Rouass, “Nudity can be the purest form of self-expression, a woman’s body is erotic. But men view nudity as sexual, in a voyeuristic way. That’s when it becomes sensational.”

But the truth is, nudity isn’t just physical. It has an emotional aspect to it. Like fashion designer Suneet Varma observes, “Nudity is about understanding and feeling your own body in different situations. Nudity isn’t sexual. I’ve been to a nude beach in Spain. On the first day, I was unable to go to the beach naked. I was the only fully clothed person. The next two days, I was stark naked on the beach. I was one with the sun, sand and the sea. At a nudist beach, the idea is not to think of your body as erotic or sexy. It’s a soul-stirring experience. I didn’t feel sexy. No one was looking at me. Most designers idealise a woman’s nude form, but there’s a sense of beauty in nudity. I feel fashion is the politest way to talk about sex, while nudity isn’t about sex but about the soul.”

Monday, January 08, 2007


Copied From The Sunday Times Mumbai Edition, 7th Jan 2007 ( WIthout permission.. ooops_)

Clinging to familiarity can keep us from accomplishing things that are important to us, says Diann Cannon

Remember that big conversation you had with yourself, in which you vowed to lose weight or find a new career or start exercising? Do things always seem to get in the way of accomplishing even the simplest of goals like calling potential clients? If you find yourself in the intellectual zone and not the productive zone, I have some ideas for you to think about if you’re willing to break out of your personal “comfort zone”. What is it that separates productive people from those who for whatever reason are unable to be all that they would like to be? It is an irony to be sure, but our comfort zones can actually bring about a great deal of discomfort when they keep us from accomplishing things that are important to us. Productivity is fueled by self-talk. Self-talk is nothing more than thoughts, but thoughts have the power to motivate or cripple us. What we believe to be true about our environment and ourselves is derived from our core beliefs, which is the most accurate predictor of all for happiness, contentment and success. Comfort zones usually feel familiar and predictable and that is what makes them comfortable, not the experiences or outcomes associated with them. That is why it is possible to get stuck in a comfort zone even when it is extremely uncomfortable or painful being there. It has been said in many different ways that the brain can only truly focus on one thing at a time. If your focus is say, losing weight, but one of your core beliefs is that you are unattractive, your brain will go into overdrive processing all the competing messages and negative self-talk, which will cause you to become distracted from your focus and robbed of the energy you need to be successful. Allowing negative thoughts and emotions to rule our interior keeps us from being productive and happy. If you are wondering how to breakthrough situations like this, it is often helpful to just take a moment and really listen to what you are saying to yourself. Really hear it. Taking a non-judgmental position, ask yourself if the negative message is really true or a faulty core belief that has no basis in reality. Next, ask yourself whether the old thought patterns of discouragement originated from someone in your past. If so, then put it in the proper perspective and decide on a replacement message that more accurately describes who you are. Encourage yourself to reinforce the new message over and over again when you stumble. Negative messages can paralyse us with indecision. But being able to make decisions is a huge part of being productive. There comes a point when it is time to stop collecting information and get into action. Let’s face it; we are all human and there are no perfect human beings. And the simple truth is that no matter what you do, someone is not going to like it! But making decisions that are sound and right for you are essential components to living a meaningful life. If you find that you are dealing with a faulty core belief, you will recognise it for the old baggage it is by comparing the degree of your reaction to the severity of the incident. If your reaction is out of proportion to the situation, you can pretty much bank on it being old baggage. So get rid of the baggage if you are interested in changing your life. Those who have worked through their baggage are usually pro-active. So, if it is a new career you are interested in, take action! Get your resume updated, check out the newspaper classified ads, or start networking with friends and colleagues. By listening to the signals your intuition sends you and taking an action on its behalf, you will automatically feel stronger and more confident. That is what comes of being true to your self. It’s not listening to your truth that is depressing and destructive. Also, take stock of the community of people you choose to be around. Do you spend your time with people who hate their jobs, who only work for the paycheck and sit around waiting for a better life to happen to them? Get out of there! Don’t allow yourself to be contaminated by that kind of energy. I have a group of peers who are all very interested in continuous improvement that I meet with once a week. Spending time together is a good way to reinforce our values. Guess what? These people tend to hang out with other like-minded people as well, because they know that the people you hang around with affects your overall productivity. Finally, you may need to eliminate something in your current schedule to free up the time and effort you will need to do this work and accomplish your goals. Be honest with your self; make a list of the things you can do by yourself, acknowledge your limitations and then respect the boundaries between.