Tuesday, November 20, 2007

THINGS TO PROVE YOU'RE A MUMBAITE


1. You say "town " and expect everyone to know that this means south of Churchgate.

2 You speak in a dialect of Hindi called 'Bambaiya Hindi',which only Bombayites can understand.

3. Your door has more than three locks.

4. Rs 500 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.

5. Train timings (9.27, 10.49 etc) are really important events of life.

6. You spend more time each month traveling than you spend at home.

7. You call an 8' x 10' clustered room a Hall.

8. You're paying Rs 10,000 for a 1 room flat, the sizeof walk-in closet and you think it's a "steal."

9. You have the following sets of friend: school friends, college friends, neighborhood friends, office friends and yes, train friends, a species unique only in Bombay.

10. Cabbies and bus conductors think you are from Mars if you call the roads by their Indian name,they are more familiar with Warden Road, Peddar  Road, Altamount Road .

11. Stock market quotes are the only other thing* besides cricket which you follow passionately.

12. The first thing that you read in the Times of India is the " Bombay Times" supplement.

13. You take fashion seriously. You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

14. Hookers, beggars and the homeless are invisible.

15. You compare Bombay to New York 's Manhattan instead of any other cities of India.

16. The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.

17. You insist on calling CST as VT, and Sahar and Santacruz airports instead of Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport.

18. You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

19. Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes.

20. Being truly alone makes you nervous.

21. You love wading through knee deep mucky water in the monsoons, and actually call it ''romantic'.

22. Only in Bombay , you would get Chinese Dosa and Jain chicken

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

1967 Hippie temptation TV documentary

I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker

by Sandi Thomas

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything

[Chorus]

When pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
My mom and dad were in their teens Instant Song Lyrics
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

[Chorus]

When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs
And playing games meant kick arounds
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

[Chorus]

I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

The Obssessed King

Look at the world around us
The millions who surround us
That hatred in their eyes
Those hearts scarred by his lies

He ‘the king of the free world’
Sits in his high chair, gives his word
To make this earth a better place
By killing the ones who question his faith

He orders his men to create peace
With a gun in their hands & 10 grenades a piece
I wonder where we will end up
Just like a pawn in someone else’s game?

Monday, November 5, 2007

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Is anybody out there???

Star Trek opening quote:

“Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: To explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no man has gone before.”

The eternal question for man’s quest of cosmos …”Is anybody out there?” After the advancements in technology by massive leaps and bounds…we, humans, stand tall…thumping our chest…claiming the title of most intelligent life form in the universe.

What if that’s not the case???



What if we are deliberately being avoided by the ET lifeforms? What if we are a plague ..a virus in the universe which has been quarantined? …No physical contact permitted.

Is my theory outrageous… definitely not!!! We have been showing characteristics of being a virus who feeds on its host…keeps on feeding till there is nothing more to extract. When one host dies ..we look for a new host. Viruses never look at sustaining the environment they live in…they act only on instincts of hunger…selfish about their own existence….How different are we???
The countdown to the death of the earth has already begun…

The question is now….Can we get an extention?

Captain Planet where art thou?

Emergency in Pakistan


All the news channels have been shouting their throats hoarse about the emergency in Pakistan aka General Mush's move to save his sorry ass. Looking at Pakistan's tryst with military regimes and failure of its so called democratic governments (courtesy the Bhuttos, the Sharifs, etc), its nothing new or rather nothing unexpected.

But what surprises me is the way Indian young generation has taken this news story so matter of factly. We are born under the umbrella of democracy…and are greedily lapping up the freedom provided to us…without thinking how to preserve it.. We have turned a blind eye to the hardships of emergency/military rule. The most common views being, "Pakistan deserved it". No one deserves an Emergency... no one should be denied his/hers democratic rights. Did India deserve an emergency in 1984?...Certainly not...it was just a modus operandi of the power hungry individuals to hold on to reins of the country. There is no precursor to emergency...no one can decipher the mind of control-freak lunatic.

Can emergency be ever declared in India?...yes...they have done it in the past and can definitely do it in the future. This is what scares me the most. We can't say these things only happen in Pakistan and spend our time sipping on the piping hot cappuccinos at Cafe Coffe Day's discussing the six pack abs of SRK.

We are the new generation...the one who will define the future... and its high time we raise our voice against violation of democratic rights anywhere on the face of this world.
Cause it can happen to us too.....

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Dreamer's Disease

Have you wondered about this haze,
Or you still stuck in that never ending daze;
What about those psychedelic visions,
Or those over ambitious goals, you have set.

Doesn’t your body ever feel,
That your mind wanders in places, not so real;
Flying high amidst the mystic land,
With you lying down here, feeling so clamped.

Your mind flirts in the unconscious realm,
Traveling wide across, without leaving a trail;
Committing many a blunders… in this zombie-state,
For which…your innocent body pays the bail.

Don’t be alarmed if its happening to you,
We all are standing in the same queue;
Have to find your own cure for this unease,
Cause we have fallen prey to the age old dreamer’s disease.