About me

Today I am celebrating myself, because no one else is doing that. Just joking man! I am trying to write something which I can't in black and white. And can write a thing like this only on networking sites, where i have not signed. But then for this reason why should i be deprived of the pleasure of singing paeans about myself. Last when I signed in on a massively popular social networking site, i was thrilled to write the section which said: About me and I went ahead using the space for my description. I still remember what I wrote: About me mmm... The vial is open and can you capture the fragrance? No na then how can you put Eram in words. What blasphemy! Then I signed out 'coz i was bored.

A year later, I signed in on blogspot. Again, I was excited about writing in the same section saying: About me. I went ahead but was disappointed to see what all i wrote was not updated. Then I thought of hitting back with a vengeance and decided to write a blog on myself. Now the this post is About me and I am again elated to begin... all those interested in seeing the live example of vanity, which they once read in Thomas Hardy's Far Away From The Madding Crowd fiction can stay tuned in:

About me...?? Unpredictable me, sometimes lemon, sometimes honey.

Silly me, sometimes accidentally, sometimes consciously.

Intelligent me, sometimes willingly, sometimes unknowingly,

Creative me, hah! perennially.

Beautifull me, only when don't take calorie.

Ambitious me, sometimes like herself , sometimes like a celebrity.

Latent me, sometimes explored, sometimes not seen.

Active me, sometimes hyper, sometimes productively.

Confused me, sometimes by choice, sometimes driven by plenty.

Original me, sometimes blunt, sometimes simply.

All of this sums up for the column About me till eternity. :)

Konfidence is the KEY

Time's running out, can't you hear your dreams shout,
fall and stand, get up and bang!
speak, talk and make your presence felt, but make sure not a wannabe u r spelt
Think now, act today every second of effort takes u away from decay ,
What stops you from exploring and facing a new experience?
Well that's what we call diffidence!

Diffidence, diffidence...
Finally you recognised your enemy, so redefine yourself with alchemy.
Don't get intimidated by smirks and sniggers, they come first from the non-achievers
Had snickering not been the rule of the trade, not many would have got the up grade,
Find the confidence and move ahead, you have the opportunity, minus courage.
Succumbing to lack of confidence can kill you at this age,
This enemy within is tieing you in a bondage.
Like a true soldier barge into the innermost corner of your body... bring the enemy out and ban it's further entry.
With this battle your victory will come first... don't think much, as this will douse your aspirational thirst.

JAI HO!

Jaane tu has passed a good period of 7 seven months successfully. No, I am not writing the dates of film releases for the History of Cinema, for the posterity to know...But I'm expressing my views on the effect of this fresh- as mint- film.

My sister who usually boards a train to leave for Delhi, for a change boarded a flight and as soon as we entered the sentry doors and points of the airport both of us said in chorus, "Airport reminds me of Meow and Ratz and the wild chase of Jai to get Aditi as his newly discovered love." She excitedly pointed out the quintessential parts of airport that she saw on screen. And they brought a different meaning to our minds post watching Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na. Right from the slide that passes on the luggage to the place where passengers sit till they enter the aeroplane, right from the point where visitors stop to bid good bye to the guards giving instructions we were living that reel all over again. It was in our dad's company that we went there... he truly had no clue of what we are talking about.

Later I said, "I wish that the next visit to the airport is not without our Jai (Ratz...or our real life hero) Amen! I am not saying this because there's an acute shortage of affection for our father but because it's time to live the freshness of love.

Amen! Once again

As a matter of habit of narrating and relaying the stories of friends and family, this time too I told my friend about the Jaane tu and airport episode and she reacted, "Arrey... it's just like each time I visit the station I think of Jab We Met. I wish to find my Aditya there."

Thats' life ka fiimi funda

REPLAY OF RDB...

This one is for those who find Muntazer-Al-Zaidi suitable for paying a heavy penalty for hurling his shoes at Mr Bush. And this happened when while blogging I read a comment by an individual who was quite disturbed at the unsafe prospects of our leaders, "I don't approve of what Muntazer did...today it has happened with Bush tomorrow it can happen with our own leaders." Somewhere he forgot to add erring leaders. This just brings the duality of people, on one hand they approve of RDB spirit where a couple of angry youngsters shoot the leader who was responsible for the loss of the life of their friend. It angered AMIR Khan led jing-bang to become a murdering gang because their friend was blamed of being an untrained and careless pilot. But the reality spoke about the system that was soiled by liars, who to save their skin did not admit on not providing safe machinery for the pilots. We gave the blood letting deed a thumbs up...the revolutionary streak was so infectious that it wrapped the entire nation with the disgust for our corrupt state. It led to mass involvement in Jessica Lall murder case. But all the goodness of boldness is accepted till it is on screen, once the bullet turns into a hurling shoe it becomes the point of integrity, lack of respect for leaders. (We forget that our leaders are politicians and not statesman who inspire to aspire statesmanship)
Iraq was under American operation (second gulf war) on the pretext that the country is suspected to have WMD and is giving help to Al-Qaida. Later after inquiries none of the claims were vindicated. On the other hand the country lost it's sovereignity, freedom and was razed to the ground. Later Iraq was affected by the dehumanization of people, a veteran iraqi said, 'people are subjected to humiliating and violent checkpoints, searches and home raids on a daily basis," since then the frustration of Iraqis over losing harmony with life made Muntazer keep his shoe safe to walk miles ahead of those who sit and grieve as he was the one who stood and hurled. Why we cheer for on screen revolutions and jeer for off screen ones. Or we are really used to being goody-two-shoes in real life and like only our heroes to do all the stunts.

Where's the treasure?

Porque donde esta tu tesoro, alli esta tambein tu corazon

This is Mexican for, 'treasure is nowhere but in your heart.' And the above picture is the graphic expression of the thought. Alfredo Castaneda graphic artist of Mexico is the mind behind this masterpice that has been shipped from Mexico's Kyron Archive and put on the walls of Lalit Kala Kendra in the display of Mexican contemporary prints.

No one could resist the temptation of this work and stood for long admiring the piece of art that was beautifully presented in a shining wooden frame.

The catalogue of the exhibition is worth devouring , it is special to me and why? The embassy himself gave it to me and the secretary said, "There were eight catalogues and you are the only one here who is getting it." Ellan, Mexican Ambassadors wife said, "We were looking for you as His excellency wanted to give the catalogue to you himself."

Oh God why am I glorifying this?? ;)

Probably these little things add to the treasure in my heart.

DUMP THAT GLORY

For past few days I am meeting people who are justifying their undesirable traits by glorifying them. For instance one of them said, "I get angry very soon...and my anger is feared by people, they don't speak when I lose my temper ...this is my nature now," the words came out accompanied by a supercilious look and a haughty tone as if it is a legacy that the gentleman is carrying on his feeble shoulders. After a pause he said, "Anger is about being me." The whole episode struck me only at night when soliloquy comes naturally to me, "It has become his nature he says, probably because no one ever slapped him, checked him or made him realise that anger shouldn't be glorified. Or he has been lucky to meet mentally sound people who don't give a damn to his anger."
Recently someone said "I don't listen to others...you know."
"I am very egoistic!"
"Oh I am soooo careless na! you won't believe." Revelation of these traits was peppered by a victorious grin and a happy countenance :/
Time for some introspection to look out for the features within and without that should be glorified.

Earn that attitude

Hey, that's me with Shabana. Attitude hai ma'am mein! On an award giving function of a prominent company handled by foreigners she was just being Shabana. She didn't move from her chair to stand with other seven members (they had come down from US) who were the CEO's or Chairman or convenors of the international brand till the time special mention was made, "Shabanaji aap bhi aayien." Then she considered and joined others present at a Tulsi Mahotsav (Her basic hi was done when she appeared on the scene). After that ma'am again went back to her seat. When few minutes passed all stood on their own and moved towards the podium to honour good performers... Shabana remained sitting till announced, "Shabanji aap bhi aayein," I am sure that man must have got the lesson right by repeating it every now and then.

It was against her dignity or principles to sign autographs of people who regardlessly walked the dias while the session was going on. They went back long faced. Thinking, 'How rude.' A girl stood next to her who first got the owner of the company to autograph her diary then she proceeded to Shabana, only to get an indifferent glance from her and was later shown the downward staircase by the anchor of the event, "Not now."

She doesn't believe to smile and sign. People who observed her attitude said, "She is on an intelligent and thoughtful side...gone beyond autographs and PRgiri" That's her celeb quotient. People who have met both Shabana and Javed always draw comparisons saying, "Javed is much warmer and courteous than her." But I believe she has earned that attitude.