a tribute to study of relationships

Recently watching a song called salaame (nayee raat hogee …something like that) from movie DHOOM I was keenly observing junior Bachchan and Uday Chopra and their facial turbulence that was evident on the camera. How they were reacting to, thwarted themselves.
I was just thinking that ten years down the line they will be so differently accustomed to films.
One is the famous producer’s kiddo who wants to act, ignorant to the fact that his expressions are topped with oodles of overacting and dollops of annoyance. The father is trying hard to get is son achieve his dreams but alas!!
On the other side is Abhishek. Well I won’t like to comment as the name is sufficient to let things go, the aura pulsates the atmosphere.
So then what happens within a decade …..
Abhishek becomes the most established actor of the Hindi film industry and Uday Chopra becomes one of the tycoon ,throwing and spilling money, producing ventures mostly with Abhishek of course.
So what I see is how things can take off too. Though if they can introspect and think about their future these stars can obviously come to their correct linage of future but these people lack and hoi polloi (including me) have in plenty and that’s hunger for thoughts.

Sudds of ITM::rotten jokes!

...a bunch of cranky people who are definitely humans by origin but just after their premature mental birth they were transported to some lalaland called "tumbaktu". And since then they have not agreed to be back to the normal world of humans.But then they are better than us in the sense that they have proved that world is all about reasoning in a highly distinguished way.


The speciality of this bunch is there particular style of pj recitation the blends so well with their superb personality...


The club comprises of members basically from computer science and IT branch...maybe the adverse effect of technology was never so pronounced in my world... few big titans like Megha Wadhwa ,Ankna Kukreja,Siddharth Singh,Karmveer Bindra,Deepna Verma,Priyanka Kapoor and Anousha Venkat.


People who come online in the evening to recite their rotten and hideous Pjs and believe me they are not Pjs but questions with ultra-abso-fuckingly deadly answers which can just make you sick.!


But then they are great people around who can change your world and your level of thinking....in fact these creatures have influenced my notorious "profound thinking" trait and it has just vanished!!**Life is much more better now**


So i want to dedicate my blog to such a throng ..the ignited minds of the college.So i have decided i will be posting each and every joke-cum-question they are going to ask me.....


please bear along as you can check out some inspiring stuff here [:p]

avowal....can this make someone happy???

wake up ...as i am back....make fun of me ..... for i am back...criticise me ... yeah i am back .....but read me .....as i have plenty to vomit....i am back because off late i have realised that my albatross is not gone....probably it never can.....yeah i am a bin for him...but then i am not left....he hates me .....sick of me....but then i succeeded....he is not indifferent towards me...yeah he is leaving....and he doesn't want to be associated to some manipulative jerk!!
And what makes me a jerk....
I always dreamt of the wild black mustang. The royal shine that it possesses, the black that glitters like pearl to show how magnanimous it can be for the rider. People said wild mustangs are not to be tamed, they are not faithful. Riding them is really dangerous because one moment the rider is filled with pride galloping in the grasslands and the other moment (before lightning strikes and then thunders) the rider can fall off. The pride just vanishes dumping you in the mud of humiliation.
But then that’s the fun.
I always use to crave for a mustang though I had a akhal teke.
I always use to wonder where to find this mound of fame . Wandering on unknown ventures till one day my mind spotted it. The gold black mustang. I could easily recognise my share of fame. And then …..Began the chase!! .
I had some dreams and I chased them with all my strength .I was on my horse, wild and mighty. I applied all the mental and physical tricks I could apply and that came to my mind in order to chase the wild black mustang. And I was not wrong.
And when the ninth moon rose this month I felt as If I have risen from a deep sleep. A sleep that changed me and my thoughts. Because when I have achieved it I realise that I have lost something else that cant be back, something that I shouldn't have had bet. My horse!! I have hurt my horse and every time I look at it I realise that how tainted I have become …..this was not me…..indifferent and stoic towards my horse, my people, my principles and my true self!!
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those who couldn't understand let me state some facts ...!!but come to me because i am no less than "wannabe" ......