The journey of life in the vehicle of body.Mind gives self but it runs only by "Kickkstart".

Sunday, September 27, 2009

NAMASTEY Aunty Effect !!!!!!!!!!


The most challenging words which are a real test of character and communication skills of a person are "namastey aunty".Two words which displays the character of the person.Throughout my 20 years "namastey aunty" kept on evolving as did my hairstyle.

In early days I used to say it with my hands gesturing namastey much like the politicians do when they make a vote appeal.My brother used to tease me for it.So I decided to change with the time.My brothers style was pretty different and seemed indifferent to me.When he sees an uncle or aunty his head would nod quickly just as it does when he sneezes accompanied by the words at a noise level of .001 db.So I eventually embibed his style and started sneezing out my namasteys.

When I see my target from long distance,then the sneeze has to be properly timed.The void between the sneeze and (deadman)walking can be filled by observing how clean your road is or seeing your hairstyle in car's windows or blowing kisses to the girls who are watching you from the windows(its optional) but not by making eye contact with the target.After the indifferent time-out I begin to prepare myself for the moment and wait for the eye contact...3,2,1..."Namastey aunty"(sneeze).Most of times I get positive feedbacks but sometimes I get most errant(not transgressively) responses in which their reaction suggests "Sewers are really foul smelling here".Thats part and parcel of life and you have to move on.

Difficulties arise when the freshers(uncle and aunty) arrive and I am not sure whether my namastey will succeed.Sometimes there are more than 1 target in close proximity.I have to very tactfully position my eyes in centre so that with 1 sneeze I can petrify(I have read 112 pages of Chamber of secrets till date....the only potter book )all of them.

Being a "patelian"(I know how hard its entrance was) I have experienced the most unusual styles of indifferent wishing.I had to wave hands after seeing a teacher or even Principal much the same way the shopkeeper communicates "nahi hai" after being asked "bhaiyya maa ki daal hai(no offence mummies)?" or like one of the dance steps of Helen in "Laila O Laila".I loved this waving as it suited my character.It was a multipurpose weapon as a lot was communicated with just a simple wavering.The main purpose of this wavering was to reduce that .oo1 db of noise pollution and our school was awarded with a badge of honour by "the green brigade"(the same brigade that occupied 3 center pages of my books in classes 5,6,7)...

Hope the environmentalists will consider this wishing style and put it in global perspective as"Namastey Aunty Effect".....

Friday, September 25, 2009

The 3 Musketeers on an ultimate safari (25 days of adventure) Chapter IV

"Ruby"
After all hullaballoo we began to take Nettech seriously.Our batch was divided into 12 groups and named after the planets and moons.....I was in Saturn(no doubt...Shani dev rules) and so were 4 other honourable men and 1 woman.I think in any group a girl provides stability(otherwise guys complain "Meri kismat kharaab hai").So with due modesty I asked her name after the 4 others had taken her phone no and email id...."Ruby they call me Ruby" said Ruby(ofcourse)...."What can I call you?" I thought "Panchaali"(Draupadi,1 for 5) replied my ever so hardworking mind.The group was made for LAB classes,tests and projects and in theory classes we were on our own...The Fantastic four were::

1."battakh or duck"(named by me by his looks and behaviour) who was a cause for jealousy for "The Fatman and D.D" as he was a typical hardworking guy....He was a worrier more than a warrior...
2."Fatman"(a new superhero):The most involved and had the Dzire(swift) to win more than all of us...
3."D.D":He was the "desi bhaiyya" who tried to impress with his casualness but ultimately became a casualty.
4."Irfan Pathan":He was the smartest among all of us.Short in height but taller than her.Chocolate boy who was a heartthrob..
Me:"Who is She?" (the popular words from a poem that I recited once in class 12th and recieved many accolades for it.)

Lab class 1:I was the first to come and took the second seat from the corner.Miss Ruby with all humility decided to sit next to me.Then entered the 4 honourable men.The Fatman without wasting a second landed his butts in between the two of us..I was pretty happy to get a side and enjoy the war that was meant to be lost at all cost.

So every day brought new hopes and aspirations in the minds of all of them..."Battakh" tried to impress with his problem solving ability,D.D with his news reading ability,"Fatman" with problem creating ability and "Irfan" with his inswinging yorkers which he lost in recent past that brought about his demise..So it was fun watching all of them on the path of self destruction...There was a new hero everyday.Usually "Battakh" hoisted victory flag and gave blushes(quiet raging blushes) to the rest.The "Fatman" planned many assasinations by giving rebuttals to "Battakh's" answers but always succeeded in becoming a kamikaze.Irfan was my best pal in the group.Actually I was his mentor and gave him confidence to rediscover his magical inswingers....He succeeded in that and was a surprise package towards the end of the course.

In the last meeting in Lab we were assigned a Project.Irfan was busy in his own game.D.D had become the D.D(DEVDAS) and showed least interest in the project.The "Fatman" was still trying hard to showcase his skills in Frontpage and M.S Paint but it was too late as Irfan was claiming wickets at the right time....Battakh was our group leader who cried after we were given 54 marks out of 60...That really concluded his chances of making a mark.

It was a happy ending afterall.While Ruby managed 10th rank and recieved T-shirt and merit certificate,the 4 men got Passing certificates but are happy nonetheless as they got their friend requests approved on facebook and orkut.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

'The Road to Yamuna Bank'





This film showcases the agony that a daily commuter of Delhi Metro Feeder undergoes....I was one of them.On a fine monday morning I got up late and had to bear the repercussions.As the phenonmenon has become quiet frequent people discover new ways to enjoy the thrill of waiting.One of them surely is with your earphones......Many of the viewers would get bored watching the entire video so it was a challenge to make it somewhat interesting.I hope that I succeded in that.....The songs being played in the video were actually being played in my earphones at that instant.The film basically gives you a perspective of man standing in queue, waiting for his turn and his undergoing thought process...The video is also a tribute to MJ....


Tuesday, September 8, 2009

When Evils Laughs....it doesnt need a reason....








So here is a video...Starring a rickshawwala bhaiyya......a playboy(aka chhota khargosh referring to its sign) and pandu(aka pandey ji)....Background voices :Suparn(aka Soporno...hence he was behind chhota khargosh) and me...

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Cheap Rock::::



Rock has new genre "the Cheap Rock"....could have been semi cheap had my friends not worked so hard to make it a success......
This video was shot about 1 year back....featuring some air guitaring and headbanging.......It has a rocking vocalist....a headbanging guitarist....a drummer who seems more of "allah ke naam pe de de"....a blind guitarist at the back who is quiet happy with his iktara and his secretary...an entertainer doing pillow spins and bucket stunts to keep u engaged....atleast its better than quick gun murugan........