आखिरी जाम

बस लगा ले मेरे साथ एक आखिरी जाम
भूल जाऊंगा तुझसे गिले शिकवे तमाम

ग़म और ख़ुशी बांटे थे हमने कभी साथ
जब न था कोई तो थामा था मैंने तेरा हाँथ 
ए दोस्त मेरे, दे दोस्ती का कोई आखिरी पैग़ाम
भूल जाऊंगा तुझसे गिले शिकवे तमाम

ज़िन्दगी एक हुजूम है, इस हुजूम में खो जायेगा
पलट कर जो देखेगा तो खुद को अकेला पायेगा
खोजा आज इस मौसिकी में और कर ले थोडा आराम
भूल जाऊंगा तुझसे गिले शिकवे तमाम

ज़माने को बदलते देखा है हमने कई बार
मुश्विरा है मेरा, सुन और कर ऐतबार
दिल भर कर पी,मत सोच क्या कहेगा अवाम
भूल जाऊंगा तुझसे गिले शिकवे तमाम

 मत  भाग   इन रंगीन  ख्वाबों  के  पीछे  इतना
मिलती  ज़िन्दगी  है  एक  बार , जी ले  मिले  जितना
लबकुशा  हूँ  तो   सी  यकीन  के   साथ
एक  नया  दिन  होगा , जब  ढल  जाएगी  यह  रात

बस लगा ले मेरे साथ एक आखिरी जाम
भूल जाऊंगा तुझसे गिले शिकवे तमाम

Chetan Bhagat is indeed the Rakhi Sawant of Indian literature

What is the difference between a leech and Chetan Bhagat? Nothing much just that Chetan sucks more!
Does that bring a lot of flak from the Chetan Bhagat followers? You are welcome because I still fail to understand when folks relate his or her name to their knowledge in reading.
“I love reading”, they say and by the time you are on the verge of getting impressed they tend to touch with, “and my favorite author is Chetan Bhagat.” It certainly makes me wonder as to what category of “Moron” they belong to. Ultimately taking away any regard I might have had for them. As for CB (that’s initials of Chetan Bhagat) to be your beloved, he also has to be yours only.
What do these readers who go gaga about CB love about him? His terrible writing? His poor thoughts or his unimaginative story? Or perhaps his usage of Hinglish along with some F-words and C-words. Well, that’s what we get to hear and see in the contemporary Bollywood flicks too, don’t we? Then why waste time reading from the guy who is busy humiliating our sacred lady literature by his writings? Well, if you are really keen in reading a piece of literature from Indian authors then there is Amitav Ghosh, Arvind Adiga, Arundhatti Roy and of course the legendary Jhumpa Lahiri and Salman Rushidie (I bet you’ll love them all, their books are short too and yes, very interesting)!
Coming back to Chetan Bhagat, the uncrowned king of Bubblegum Literature (the one that is read and forgotten just like bubble gum where you chew and then spit) aka Blabbermouth of the lesser known, is what I call a “potty writer”,  You read it while doing a potty, finish it by the time your potty is over and then use it as a tissue paper to wipe! Pure junk like KFC’s and McDonald’s and valued also in the similar range! If somebody is ready to sign my younger cousin who is in 8th grade, do let me know, she can also write the same.
Now I am no expert on Chetan, but his echelon of writing deteriorated after every book. I did read his ‘Five Point Someone’ and yes it was a good time pass on my train journey. Next, I also read ‘One Night @Call Center’ (blame the book review I was supposed to write) followed by his third and my last, ‘The Three Mistakes of My Life’. No wonder picking up the book was perhaps the ultimate mistake of my life and I still regret at having crossed the path by that disastrous book.
I mean all I read was rambling jabber without the least possible bit of style, point or humor. If I have to compare the actions to reading that book, well, I would say it was like eating boiled pumpkin and licking the palm of your feet. Insane? Precisely! Mainly, the book was an assemblage of mundane tale. And I am sure there are many like me who felt the same, right? But why does it bother me?
For the reason that reading a terrible book is something which you can never undo. It takes away a piece of you, not to reveal a good quantity of time spent reading it (thanks to Chetan’s superfluous sentence formation, impeccable grammar, chronic thoughts, home-bred idioms and artless lingo). That is not to declare how sadistic I am and if I could only spare myself from the freedom of citing from authentic literature, “I am here to secrete Chetan, not to admire him.”
Certainly the book (if that’s what you may call) was a bestseller. This is the Incredible India we are talking about, where Poonam Pandey and Rakhi Sawant are a celebrity (oh Jeej!).  Now this guy himself admits that he does not intend to write literature; I think he surely succeeds (chuckles)  His way of writing is “effortless, obvious and linear” in other words his writings are as juicy as food processor manuals.

For the reason that reading a terrible book is something which you can never undo. It takes away a piece of you, not to reveal a good quantity of time spent reading it (thanks to Chetan’s superfluous sentence formation, impeccable grammar, chronic thoughts, home-bred idioms and artless lingo).

He even went on blabbering this on Twitter, “Good grammar doesn’t make you a good writer. A good heart does. Else English teachers would be writing bestsellers.” Did this irritating tweet made your  teeth itch just like mine did? Well Mr. Bhagat let me widen your knowledge that conspiracy theorist Dan Brown was an English teacher and has undeniably sold more books than YOU! Grr…
The so called writer has altered the game in Indian publishing by selling millions and generating a group of young writers who write about the intolerably enthralling subjects of romance, campus, friendship and love triangles. Bhagat has not only brought down the value of books but also the standards of writing in English!
After Bhagat’s success in the literary bandwagon, you don’t need to be an  expert to write a book. All you need is a love story, a campus plot, a petite sex scene along with the C-word and F-word then stir it up with a vibrant book cover and sell it at 100 rupees. Done! Now you know why Satan Bhagat tagged him as Rakhi Sawant of Indian Literature arena. However, it is very disheartening to know that people are reading it and are not going beyond “Bhagatitude”.
Besides, his books, have you ever had a look at some of his articles on Times of India. In one article, apparently to assist women deal with stress, he writes:
“Can you imagine life without the ladies?”
“There would be body odor, socks on the floor and nothing in the fridge to eat. The entertainment industry would die. Who wants to watch movies without actresses? Kids would be neglected and turn into drug addicts or psychopaths by age 10. Soon, all-male world leaders would lose their tempers at the slightest provocation, and bomb the guts out of each other’s countries. ”
Really Dude? I am so shocked to know that Times Of India accepts that kind of thrash and then this guy ends the article with his notable line “Now smile, before your mother-in-law shouts at you for wasting your time reading the newspaper.”
Now that adultery in the literature bandwagon wasn’t enough, CB, just like an itch in your briefs during an office meeting is always in the news, the media, the internet. Whether over his latest book, what was the name? Err…Ok forget it (reviews claim it as sheer mediocre. As expected) or his comments on Salman Rushdie, “We shouldn’t make controversial authors into heroes.”
Well CB, allow me to choose my hero and by the way, I would rather have a controversial author as my hero than a mediocre one!
(img source: indiatoday.intoday.in)

कैसे जानोगे

कौन सच्चा है कौन झूठा...
ये कैसे जानोगे
इस बदलती दुनिया में किसे अपना मानोगे
जब खुद को ही नहीं पता अपने बारे में
भला औरों की कमियां कैसे निकालोगे

कोई अधिकार के साथ छोड़ दे..
कौन से कानून के पन्ने छानोगे
कौन अपना कौन पराया
तब कैसे जानोगे

साथ ना छोड़े वो निर्जीव होते हैं
जिनमे जान है वो दिमाग रखते हैं
और जब दिमाग चलेगा
तो तुम्हारे जीवन का सूरज ढलेगा

हर एक की ख्वाहिश कामयाब होने की है
सभी चाहते है जीवन को अंत तक
सफलता नहीं सभी के लिए बनी यहाँ
थक कर अपने उसूल बेचते लोग
उसूल बिकते ही धोखा होता है
कोई एक हँसता कोई एक रोता है

मैं ऐसी सफलता को नहीं मानता
जो किसी बड़ी सफलता को पाए
जो अपने जीवन के उसूल बेचे
और जीवन भर मुफ्त की खाए

ये भी एक अलग तरह का कला धन है
जिसके लिए नहीं कोई खड़ा हरदम है
एक आंधी की तरह आन्दोलन होना चाहिए
और ऐसे लोगो के खिलाफ भी कुछ नियम होने चाहिए

गर हो सहमत इन विचारो से
तो है आग्रह आप सभी बुद्धिजीवों से
ना बेचो तुम अपनी आत्मा और उसूल
इन्ही में एक दिन तुमको मिलेगी सफलता
और तुम हो जाओगे  मश -- हूर

Life, Lessons and You

Don't judge , nobody remain yours in judgement..
And no face ever remain in mirror for permanent.

Don't keep relationship on your own identity's cost..
For, where the river meets the ocean, the river is lost.
 
Your style is totally different and you are so down..
When I can't find anyone like me in my own town.
 
Love is a fragrance, always smells around you..
Even in extreme solitary no one remains alone , its true!!

Finally I decided!!

Sometimes you need so little to be happy. Even on a Friday when the rain is battering against the window then all it takes is a small act of generosity from a loved one, a small bottle of whiskey to power your thoughts and some diet cola to wash it all down.
That and some rolling tobacco, and I am here in front of my laptop and strangely, although poor and desperate for money, I am much happier than I ever was when I was living the high life of corporate job.

Experiences without soul are frivolous and fade like drunken memories. For last four years I sold my soul piece by piece to people to let them exploit me and experience bloody things and it was only when broken and shivering in the cold light of a new morning in my life that I saw myself, for what I was and what I had become. And I did not like either.
So I thought of sulking two year, desperate to return to creating things. I am enthusiastic about the hobbies that I can resume again which I religiously followed in my teens and twenties, that were rusted like old steel works. I couldn’t get the cogs to turn. I want to get back to painting,writing, music,songs, my core passions, with whom I was painfully away, at least for the last few years.
So in a fit of madness, I have now got admission into management college.Its madness or call it what you will.But I have decided now.
I love to be with people sharing their time , effort and knowledge freely with others. I have found endless possibilities for creation and expression in so many different mediums. Not only is there a core beauty behind the whole transformation that I can see while doing a management program but it will surely fetch me a job which I will surely love to do, unlike current condition where I just feel myself getting wasted.

This is why I am really behind the GOA thing to re-investigate the next possibilities in me. With a passion for creativity I have made it clear now to dive deep in the management program.They are sexy and creative and open up a universe of possibilities. If I can still feel that way in quarter life crisis stage then surely I need an appreciation.

Now back to my whiskey and good night GOA. See you soon.

Delicacies of GHAR GHAR

Recently I have gone through some situations where I had to spend some of my time with kids and play with them. In one such situation it was the all time Indian hit play , "GHAR GHAR" that I had to play. Although I always used to think and still believe that it is predominantly girlish game, but I can confess like many other Indian boys that at one point of their life they must have been fathers,doctors, drivers, gardeners even sweepers too at times while being a part of this "big time small show" .
So playing the game after so many years brought down so many childhood memories of mine when I used to play various roles for the same.  Most of the times I used to be doctor , then a Daddy, sometimes a teacher and worst of all a thief.
But each role was played so well by me. I have enjoyed it a lot. Here I am going to share some such of my role plays and events that will surely fascinate you.

1. DOCTOR: This was the best role. I was always fascinated by their profession and I myself was aspirant of being a doc but somehow engineering felt on my way. Anyways, while playing doc I used to have small syringe with me (off course without needles) that I found in my home, don't know how and where. As a child we can only visualize the doc as a human who can inject a child at his/her bumps. And the same I used to do while being a doctor. All small child used to come to me , open their pants or raise their frocks and keep their tiny butts in front of me and I used to do the act of injecting some medicine. Now when I think about it, it seems so funny. Don't know my childhood friend remember it or not, and even if they do, they will surely act like as if they don't know anything. Chill guys it was all childhood play. Even I had injected it to myself, when in the play doctor himself get sick!!

2. TEACHER: I used to be very harsh in this role. Used to punish the so called students of mine, and specially to those with whom I had to take some old revenge. And since I was a child then, I used to teach Alphabets , number etc which I guess most of us has undergone. Also there used to be Parent Teacher's Meet in our game wherein I as a teacher used to tell real vices of all the so called student (I used to know as we all were friends and neighbors after all)  and then make them public.

3. THIEF: This was very interesting role wherein I had to enter the house when everybody used to act as sleeping and thief had to carry away all the important items of GHAR, be it small cooker or doll or injection, means whatever. My role play as a thief was the thief who after stealing all the things never come back to play again. I used to keep all items with me and take all of them to my home. After very long time all kids used to come at my home complaining to my parents that I had taken away their items, I used to get big scoldings. And on this I used to say innocently "They had asked me to act like thief, what's wrong at my part, I had just done what they said!!"

 

Life Without Google

Google is like smoking cigarettes: "It’s a habit that’s going to be difficult to give up."
As one of the survey respondents put it: "If I lose Google, it will be just like a man without his eyes."
It’s pretty hard to imagine life before Google. From search to collaboration to email, if it wasn’t for Google most of us wouldn’t be able to find distracting content and social meme’s on the web.All kidding a side, Google is playing a big role in the growth and transition from what web was to what web will be.
Life on the internet without using Google is hard.I'm not going to lie, life without Google will surely be hell online. The charm of googling is different from any other search engines.I like their interface and I like where they're going. Their logo customization based on some events or occasions is too fabulous.And their search results are best and hit the point unlike other search engines whose performance in these terms are pretty bad, actually.Without Google I'm lucky if I can find what I'm looking for 50% of the time.
Google even drops in front of you the rest part of what you just initiate to type showing its wittiness to make your life easier.
When Google came out in the late ’90s, other search engines clearly had room for improvement. They were unreliable, and you could never be sure that the results were really what you wanted. Google smashed the competition by giving users both comprehensiveness and relevance. Over time, people began to trust Google’s algorithms more and more. Most users no longer check the second and third pages of search results because they’ve so often found worthwhile links in the top few spots.
You can feel that Google is very intelligent machine.When you write any thing to search about ,it gives very closed results for your search with easy and simple way.It is important site and have a good mail box too you must get one.
I can't imagine surfing online using a different search engine and giving me unsatisfactory results, that must be very frustrating.From helping a coder to helping a grandma in preparing a new dish, Google has all information. Other features of Google like Google Map helps you identify the locations and even helps you in navigation. Google docs let you save your required docs online very well. The best use of cloud computing. Then we have Google Translate where we can translate any two languages and help us in learning and understanding new languages. Sometimes to know what other person has abused you in other language. Again kidding. Then it has Calendar to help you schedule your programs and have alerts.Google images help you to have the pictures and photos of what you require. And last, it has blogger to promote bloggers like us to blog. Even Google only helped me to collect most of the information for this blog.