Place: A looooong corridor
Sound :Flip flop flip flop.
Effect:Echo

Cut... yelled the director
Madam it is a ghost film this will not do

A saccharine sweet female voice "But sir the bunnies look really cute"

"Madam , understand, pink in a dark tinted frame is not scary"

"But, sir... purrrr", now honey dripped with the saccharine

"ok ok lets try once more"

A ROAR : "Action"

"Flip flop flip flop"

" heroine kahan hai..?? Madam madam, garden me nahi, the shot is in the corridor"

"oh i jst forgot. You see the sun causes an allergic reaction"
Then with a lilt " you understand na..."

Cough cough

"tea break"
15 minutes later

"ok ok corridor scene"
"camera lights action"
A yelp

"madam mmmm, ye swimming pool scene nahi hai"
"Par vo sari ke sath bunnies thode acche lagte us frame me"

gulp gulp x 70
(The entire male species on the set)

"Madam aap dress change kar lijiye , aaj pool saaf ho raha hai, aur bunny bhi nahi chalenge"

"parrrr, white sari par mere pink bunny flip flops acche nahi lagenge" -pout

"oho madam kal pehan lijiyega , ok aur colours me manga denge theek hai"

"sachhi, promise...."

"haan hann"

one hour and 15 retakes later

CRASH....
"ambulance"
siren
Rushhhhhh

Tired male voice" pack up"

PS: The heroine was exhausted so from walking up and down the corridor, so pack up time.

3 days later

action
"flip flop"

cut cut
"kya shot hai madam! wah "

whisper(new spotboy)
"yar vo purana director kahan gaya"

" oh he was a slave driver, made madam overwork, u know she nearly died"

(new spotboy)" very sad"

lilting female voice" rajooooo mera nimbu pani laana"

5 months later

the film is a flop and the heroine ,the producers daughter is dating a debonair millionare (ofcourse an MCP who could boss the dunderhead female all the time)

and the purana director sahab has been jobless so far for he treated " missy baba" so badly!!

And they say feudalism does not exist.
Even in the so called dreamworld of films it is rampant.Few guilds and family cartels(it happens only in india) rool the bollywood roost

As to the heroine of this tasteless article, she is a typical representative of inteliigent/brainless females who misuse the power of being one ( the superior species).

So all ya guys ,this article's from a feminist defending the poor(few in no.though) decent guys!!!

Note:The last sentence does not hold.

Twinklets and sparkies

In a descrepit corner of existence, a miniscule portion of your life may be enough to make your life worth living.It is this tiny speck which is bright enough to dazzle all the mundane years.When life seems as burdensome and heavy as lead and each moment lasts an aeon, it is time to pause and rewind.

The enitre process is beautiful enough to make you catch your breath and numb your senses with happiness.Even the pain that you experienced in that short span of time seems sweet, for it has become a part of who you are.Familiriaty here breeds joy and peace of mind , not contempt.Just the thoght of feeling all over again that you've felt before (and continue to feel so as tidal waves of emotions and memories that hit you now and then ,un settling you completely);
but this time at your will, makes you a master of your life, and it just feels great.

So it's cheers to all those sparkling twinklets and sparkies aka da loved ones that make life worth living.!! Yuhoo

Klutziness to Canines

Had been waiting for a long time to blog about one of the usual wierd things that seem to have become a part and parcel of my life.I have the unique ability of achieveing the impossible without even aiming for it.I just happens, things fall into place for me.How many of you could have achieved this, think and tell me.

One bright morning at dawn i opened my eyes sleepily, saw the fan whirring and myself shivering.Ghrrrr, went the fan and tak tak the knob to increase the fan speed to 5, and then i slept.

Three hours just flew by, the alarm roared down the den of my ear and resonated my being after hitting the tympanum with full force.My head swam and the world seemed so beautiful.Rubbing my eyes and yawning ear to ear and eye to chin , i fumbled around for my toothbrush and managed to reach the washbasins.Brushing my teeth vigorously i walked up and down the corridor(that is the only exercise i get, and beleive me i need it).I woke up nice and bright in the process, picked up my bucket and went for a bath.Ten minutes later as i combed my raven locks(copper brown now, shall soon turn into platinum blonde aka silver!!) I heard somone yelling " hurry up else you'll be locked out of class".The superwoman in me woke up and with a speed that is hard to match i grabbed my bag, combed my hair, wore my shoes and locked my door.

Well the day had just begun.I got caught for passing chits in class for the first time in my life(it wasn't even mine,)and after 2 hours of classroom monotony, one of the latecomers all fresh and bright tells me, "sweetheart, go to your room, you've locked a dog inside"I had 5 minutes before the next class,I ran to mah room and a gallant young man asks with a smirk- U not attending class?? as if pleased by the prospect.I replied (as if it were a daily occurence), "oh i locked a dog inside".The young man bobbed his head and instead of offering help like a chivalrous young man he gallavanted to the class.Armed With an umbrella and a bag, i opened my door and jumped aside.The dog leapt out from my bucket under the bedonly to growl at me.I shooed it off and reviewed the damage.It was just as if a mini earthquake had struck my room-Books on top of the almirah lay chewed on the floor, the bedclothes were a modern art spectacle, and the crowning glory was the decapitated cell charger and LAN chord.The dog had reached new heights of destructivity( i know the word doesn't exist but am emotional about the dog rite now).It had managed to pull down the curtains and mangle then,shred them and what not.
Well so the damage was done, i quietly locked my rooma and went back to class.

Three hours of classes later, my room became the sole source of entertainment and me a source of wonder for my batch of seventy(how could you lock a dog inside your room?)Some offered an explanation sympathetically, she must have left the door open for some time and the dog might have been under the bed,I nodded understandingly.

Then began the damage control and crisis management exercise(As JJ has trained us)After the extermination of dirt and mangled clothes and books, new sheets were laid and the room hence locked.How could you stay in a glass chamber where the world could see everything you did- I had no curtains and the windows were bigger than me.Well someone came to my rescue and the office gave me bfright green dirty curtains which still offer me their musty comfort, though they are still a little sheer, they serve the purpose of frosted glass windows.

Iam still gathering the pieces of my life, the chappals and the charger have been replaced(someone kindly offered to buy them for me when they went to town 15 miles away, after i hollered or pleaded .. it depends)There are still some cracks in the jigsaw of my belongings, but they make an interesting pattern which gives me a new meaning of life everyday

Moral of the story: the incident raised my confidence another level about being unique and restored my faith and managerial skills.

But i still wonder--How did i manage to lock a dog in my room!! well that's me You see.The wierdest things are possible with me, hence iam an adventurous person, not a lazy bum . :)

This one beats Linda Goodman* and Quant

At first glance, you may find yourself fascinated with a Pisces. They are usually gentle and have a softness about them, essentially living in a world of dreams and romance. Along with their sensitive and mysterious qualities, their psychic intuition usually leads them through life. aThey have a tendency to fall in love .Adaptable to almost any situation and all sorts of people, you may find the Pisces to be a real charmer.

To win points with the Piscean, compliment them on their appearance, or flatter them regarding something they have done. Additionally, if you're the sentimental type, you will be on your way into a fulfilling relationship. If you're thoughtful, kind, and affectionate, in return, you may find yourself richly awarded with devotion. However, if you constantly criticize or have a tendency to be unfaithful with your devotion, you may want to keep looking.Their interests fall in the arts and in stimulating conversation. These often artistically talented individuals love topics on mysticism, spiritualism and the supernatural.They will find this behavior intolerable and definitely unacceptable. Pisces will do almost anything for someone they care about. Once they commit to a person, they will give all their time, effort, and energy to them.

Pisces love to expound and explain their point of view, however, if you don't agree, be gentle. This sensitive zodiac sign, doesn't appreciate rejection or someone that takes a completely negative approach to life. They are also great listeners and their sympathy is mostly genuine.Once they have found a stable, tender partner, they will relinquish their uttermost devotion to them exclusively.They won't even mind if the person makes most of the decisions that are to be made.

So all u pisecean workaholics beware of ur bosses, hate them , else u'll jst keep working and have no say in the office.

NOTE:

Dis is wat numbers do to u , u become fatalistic!!! pardon me , blame the numbers that scramble and addle brains.

Defining the Undefined

Being happy is the way to live, spreading happiness is the way to give
Innocence saves you in what is the wilderness of today,
So preserve what you have and not amass what you have not
Relish and cherish what is in your grasp,
do not fling your self in pursuits afar
The time will come when it has to
But you will never know the 'When'
The gong may strike and you may not hear
So be prepared and bask in the warmth of all that's near.

This is not a prayer or a sermon , it's just s a reflection to understand what is important and what should be, fortunately i 've realised it quite early.Have you??

I depart with this question at hand,It may seem meaningless or disturbing but beleive me it is pertinent. So Think.Feel.Live.

A Colour scheme called life

Have you seen the world through tinted glasses? Well I have.It seems beutifu.All your senses seems to have a colour.A whisper is powder blue, a breeze a pale pink, the feel of a voice a warm orange and the undrestanding smile of a friend a soothing green.

A wift of air, a flutter of wings, an ice cube in your hand, a trickle of water down your palm, the granules of sand beneath your feet, all arouse an emotion and all emotions have a colour.
The sheild of a stained glass is kaleidoscope of emotions , all that u feel in life.Isn't the warmth of the sun through the stained glass in the quiet presence of a church or a monument feel life giving and vital, it does.Chilhood is innocence, purity.Have u ever wondered why kids, girl or boy love collecting pieces of coloured glass and looking through it??Ever imagined where a kaleidoscope came from , or for that matter Television and films:They are our tinted glasses to see the world the way we want to, and feel the colours of life, of senses,of feelings and emotions.

PS: This is not an ad for asian paints or Saint gobain(Sugestion: they could launch tinted glasses)