Author: Shahab

Still Growing Up

Hmmm .. Another year’s gone by .. If I try to quantify it as a banker, it will look something like this :

Dr One Year

Cr Lots of learning and experience

Cr Lots of friends

Cr Lots of happiness and joy

Clearly the credit side seems to outweigh the debit side by a big margin 🙂 . I hope I made a difference in someone’s life somewhere. At least my life has worked for me till now and I hope it will remain so. 🙂

And thanks to everyone for being around. You people make it worth living .. 🙂

I love my life … !

2012 : The Review

Roland Emmerich has tried everything to get this world rid of humans. Earlier he unleashed aliens who were using Alien edition of Windows on their mother ship which could’ve been infected by a Mac. Then he came up with Godzilla which created great havoc and leaving an egg in the end which is yet to be hatched. Then came the global warming in The Day After Tomorrow which ‘iced’ most of the American continent. Now he’s back with another attempt at destroying the world (pun intended) with 2012.

After reading shitty reviews about it, we went to the hall having very little expectations from the movie. In fact we only went to watch the world getting destroyed on big screen. The movie started briskly with Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan’s Afreen Afreen being played in background and some supposedly Indian scientist trying their best at Hindi. Slowly the movie created its plot on how we are going to die and then it all started.

I wont talk about the story (everyone knows it anyway) (or the lack of it) but if you are a fan of CG, this movie is for you. There are some great scenes in the movie which kept us occupied throughout. There was a couple sitting in corner seat and even they were watching the movie (lets not get into this talk now 😀 ). I never felt bored and enjoyed the movie except for the scene where they abandon a princely Bentley (how could they do this) and continue their journey on foot. It was fun to see the director trying to use  ‘Made in China’ Noah’s ships to save the humankind. We all know about chinese product being cheaply available but not having any warranty .. 😀 .

So all in all, don’t go by others perception of this movie. If you liked previous movies of this director, you’ll really enjoy it. I loved it.

I Hate You All …

I know writing your comeback script with a title like that can be a risky business but I wanted to give credit to people who bugged me so much that they broke my blogger’s block .. So I’m gonna talk about people who bang my door every now and then .. Here we go then .. :

  • My Newspaperwallah : Boy, I hate you already when you deliver the paper late (or not at all) but why do you effing have to announce that you’ve dropped the paper by ringing the doorbell ? I really hate getting up in morning to answer the bell to find there’s no soul outside .. My neighbors don’t steal newspaper if you must know …
  • Kachrewali : (I don’t even know if she can even read Hindi / Marathi let alone English .. But for whatever its worth… ) … I don’t understand why do you think I generate enough crap everyday so that you can collect daily … I don’t understand why you look so disappointed when I tell you there’s nothing in the dust bin .. I don’t understand why you don’t show up when I DO put that dust bin in front of my door …
  • “Ghar main paanch saal se kam ka bachcha hai kya?” waali’s: I really don’t understand why do you have to come and check every month to find out if I did get a baby miraculously when I already told you last month ..? I know some of you girls might wanna help but have I ever asked any of you “Come on inside and we’ll see what can be done about it” …
  • Feedback wallahs : I only have this feedback : If I don’t use your service doesn’t it mean it sucks already .. and if I do use your service : Dude .. Do something about it … It sucks … 👿
  • Cablewallah : How come the only time that I get to know of your existence is when you come to collect the monthly bill and not when I complain about your pathetic set top box from hell on an average of ten times a month …?
  • Telephonewallah: Well .. I don’t hate you that much anymore .. Not ever since when I fixed my telephone line myself and told you when you did show up on time .. And when I lodged the complain next time and you did show up (after a week) and said “Maine socha aapne khud hi theek kar liya hoga ab tak” … Grrr
  • “Saamnewala ghar par hai kya?” wallahs : Moron … If he was home wouldn’t he answer your crappy banging-his-door-for-ten-minutes ..?? I really wonder if the saamnewala has to endure the same pain …
  • “Papa ghar par hain kya ?” wallahs : Do I really look this young ..?? I really hate it people think its my dad who works in SBI and not me …
  • Whoever comes knocking when I am shaving / taking bath / you know what …
  • Towing wallahs : I remember we use to call them in Tonche wallahs … Though you people dont come to my home but added you to this list anyway … I really hate worrying about my ride when I’m shopping or visiting someone …

Hmmm… It looks this can go on and on … I am gonna take a print out of this page and stick it on my door and see if works …

PS: I really think I can start writing more often now … So keep bugging me if I dont blog often … 🙂

A Guilty Homage

Some confessions before I begin ..This post started with lots of emotional outburst at first (which was originally filled with hatred) which I later removed for reasons some will understand .. I wanted to write a lot but when I did start writing, I found that I didnt have a lot to say … I felt so guilty that I changed the title of the post.

Here’s to all of you who left us during the recent unfortunate incidents..Here’s to all those who I never knew ..  We might have crossed the road in the same subway .. I might have smiled at your young children .. You might’ve helped me in finding a milestone .. We might’ve shared the same movie taste .. We might’ve helped each other unknowingly ..

These are the moments when one’s faith in higher power is shattered (and someone else’s faith is strengthened ) but I have to confess that I didnt know how to react when people started calling and then telling me that I was lucky not to be at the fateful place .. I was afraid that I’ll hear some bad news any minute .. I kept myself cut off from tv and news .. wasting my time at office pretending to be working and unafraid and uncaring .. But I did care .. You know I did ..

I now understand that I feel more pity for the people who did this than hatred towards them .. I pity them .. I pity their mothers who’ll now never admit that they gave birth to some monsters .. I pity them because I know they met their end on the wrong path .. They dont deserve to get more mention here that this much ..

People say that those who left us have gone to a better place now .. I know it sounds consoling .. But I know this world is left poorer when you are gone .. I know that we’ve lost something which we can never get again ..

… . .. I wonder what was going through your mind in your last minutes ..  Here’s to everyone whom I’ll never see again now .. I mourn for you .. And I feel guilty that I couldnt do anything in your time of horror and pain .. I really wish that this never wouldve happened .. 

Rest in peace all of you .. I’d like believe you’ve really gone to a better place .. .. (Not you who did all this … You’ll rot in hell)