The Classical ROCKSTAR!

                     

First of all I want to confess that I’m jealous of Nelson after watching his performance being aired on the National Television. Yes being equally or less talented than him, I felt being green eyed since he messaged me about his appearance on the National T.V.

 But this comes from my heart not because we knew each other since childhood or were fellas back in school or for any such certain reasons; I truly felt it was BRILLIANT! The way he carried & performed throughout the act didn’t really made me or my mother feel that he’s some one I know or its his DEBUT performance (if m not wrong). He was very confident, engrossed and he did 

‘LET IT FLY!’

I heard what he sang Exclusively, almost an year ago when I happened to meet him and his band in regards to a proposal to perform at my own event, (which was a BiGGEST FLOP) so was my idea of our association. I was mesmerized since then of the fact that how he has transformed & nurtured his talent so far. Most of us have seen him as a shy guy and heard him singing the classical stuff back in school, and hardly we all met after that. I remember I often teased him for that classical thing. I cussed myself ever for doing that. After a long time I happened to meet him near station while having a Smoke and really didn’t recognize him then. He got this Long hair, Brett-Beard and wore some losers clothes on. For a moment I had this thing on my mind if he had developed such EGO too, but he proved me wrong. He was the same Low-Key guy I knew back then in school. We exchanged our contacts and left, but never called each other till last year. Though our planned collaboration didn’t go through for lot of reasons and I completely blame myself for that and want to Apologize to him and his fellow musicians.

I also want to thank him BiG TIME, coz’ if I weren’t to know about his performance to be aired on T.V. then I would have gone to watch ‘HAPPY NEW YEAR’ for the fourth time but wudn’t have known about AIMS (AVENUES OF INTERNATIONAL MEDIA), for whom he performed. Why? Because it deals with the World of Movies, an extreme obsession of mine.

Soon will plan an Event and would execute all the ideas we discussed amongst us. And would love to see him performing live. We all love you very much especially BALA (Magesh), PraveenSon, Rajesh, Sahmmy. We would be glad to see you perform in many more events and we know you will. More than everything I would like to say, Bro ‘You Really Make us Proud and Happy!’ with the art form you are associated with.   

Keep doing the hard work, nurture your talent & KEEP ROCKIN’ all over!

And always remember You Are SPECIAL, Be Well!

                                                                 

            *All those who missed his performance, I request you to share the link of the video.

S.I.L - The BhaB'ee

The Love & Respect towards Females & their beauty has always encouraged & fueled my impassioned idolism which reveres only to admire & worship women at their highest & best.

It was the sunny afternoon of April and I got up from sleep with this irksome tooth ache.  After having my lunch I went out to get a smoke. Everything about that day was routine and it was more annoying because I had a night shift that day, everybody was busy celebrating their ‘Weekend’ and the other primary reason was my GodBrother was enjoying his friend’s girlfriend’s birthday party, our adoptive sister (who’s a mutual friend of ours) at an another friend’s place, but I wasn’t invited. My curiosity bled out & there was no room for patience. I called up my brother to know where he is (an excuse or I can say with a hope to be called upon). GOD has his ways to strike us humans with different ‘Twists & Turns’. Finally GodBrother asked me to come over, and then.. I didn’t have the slightest idea of what’s gonna happen..

   The party was held at a friend’s place, nearby my house. And we call it ‘The Passion House’ (for lot of certain reasons). All the boozing ‘ celebrations are planned & held at this place. There were so many times I went there for various parties, but this time before entering the lift itself there was something I was sensing without a rational process. I was excited but felt little peculiar for a while. As I knocked the door a friend opened it, whom I didn’t expect. Voluntarily I hugged him and he escorted me to the room inside where everyone was present. That’s it…!

There was this exquisite face with those in those known unattractive countenances. She wore a Red colored top & a jean and her hair - The Mountain Of Curls, she appeared like an Angel to me. Out of that filthy mass, she was alone holding a glass in her beautiful hands, I ought to call them ‘Hands of Beauty’. The opened Beer bottles, the Half filled whiskey glasses & snacks spread on the floor, the whirls & the smell of the cigarettes and the creepy song being played on the computer didn’t mean nothing to me. I could just tell by the way I was relating to the atmosphere & that Pure Fascination that there was some connection whatsoever. I felt it the very moment I stepped forward to say ‘Hi’’, there was an impulse I was following. That gave me the right & courage to just say it to my God Brother who sat beside her, much closer, “Bhabhi hain kya?”... Upon hearing this he instantly raised his eye brows & bit his tongue , a known & immediate cue to me, which led me to form an impression.  It was the moment of desolation. I hated the reason, which I came to know eventually.

Her beauty was so strong that it took end number of times for me to see & stare at her. Each time I did so it grew more effectively & has tremendously impacted my brain, much stronger that it blinded me to the tremendous beauty in her simplicity.

When she left in the evening I just couldn’t believe that the Supernatural Being of beauty stayed in that stupid looking house. I say stupid because I believed that no man-made house deserved to house my BhaB’ee.

After that day, there was an extreme fondness to see & meet her. And it kept growing every other day.  It was then ‘The Passion House’s owner aka our friend, reminded all of us about his Birthday.  And Then?  She was invited (by default) & it was an another magnificent memoir of our lives.

This time it was more exciting, coz I was invited.. lolz! NO! because we knew in advance that she’s gonna come. Really I killed time & the days just went. An evening before the birthday, there was a deep anxiety whether she would come or not? What if her parents wouldn’t allow? What if the trains wouldn’t run? What if there’s a storm tomorrow? What if someone meet an accident and the party is cancelled? What if our friend has a tiff with our adoptive sister? And a lot of “Whats” & “Ifs” killed me throughout .

But the day arrived and so did she. My heart was thumping like mad, till I saw her. We knew each other this time so we laughed, danced & enjoyed double the last time. Every time she called me or cited me or when we clicked our pictures, there was a feeling of attachment to such extend that it felt like I know her since the inception of me in GOD’s mind.  I have an exalted sense of her importance. Like one has for a Mother, a Sister, or a Best Female Friend since childhood. The way she spoke, behaved & demanded for certain things.. is to be venerated! During the course of that day’s celebration with her I began to observe & realize that she has an invisible wall around her and she does not let anyone cross that. Behind that wall she maintains her dignity and her self-respect and she never lets anyone inside. For me she formed the epitome of SOFT SPOT which I believe is many times more complex and many times more effective than deliberate feelings. Her charm, her beauty, her personality and her demeanor was what I have always dreamt about being a perfect BhaB’ee, The Sita of my life and there she was!

Well, throughout that day she was in the frame of mind and I didn’t even care and nothing mattered to me who else was there and what else was happening. And this will keep on happening till my last breathe & even after that..

My never ending gratitude to our adoptive sister for working in the same company where my BhaB’ee works, then making friends with her, inviting her to the party and letting us discover this Pearl in the form of human, sent on this planet. Thank you Very Much, Sister.

I am much more thankful to GOD’s aesthetic senses for gifting us with such extraordinary beauty and incredible innocence in a living form.         

And I’ll be always grateful to her mother with enormous respect and awe because she actually gave birth to my BhaB’ee.

 

YoYo GAL!

That's what i call her. That's precisely because of our mutual admiration towards the vogue in the nation "YO YO HONEY SINGH!" and once i entered the bay of our office and happened to call her by this name & it stuck, since, then. She loved it!

HHuhh! As I am working this night couldn’t easily recognize when was the last time i finished my work on time, it's my fourth month in this new organization and unfortunately it never happened. But today i was all geared up to spare some time & get back to write, all these days i missed doin' it. That's probably coz of limited access to internet or Boozin'.. haha! But the main reason was that my mind & heart couldn't find a resort, so i could jump into the pool of thoughts & bleed words. And suddenly few days ago it just hit me, this thought... 'What the hell on this earth is wrong with me?' 'This whole concentration & thought process has got no worth if it isn't utilized for one of the most beautiful & sexiest female alive on this earth!'              D A M N S T R A I G H T it hit me hard, REAL HARD! 

I was smitten by her, of course not on the first sight but eventually. Her beauty and her sex appeal are so strong that it took me many days to realize and recognize the absolute female in her. I remember the first day i met her in the office, this guy senior than me, introduce her to me by saying "here's the most beautiful & the Dream Girl in this office" though his phrasing wasn't correct, i really didn't pay attention to his wrong phrasing nor to her. It was then and now I’m writing for her!

Days passed and it just happened that we started to talk like we were friends since years and stuff like that. Going' on breaks together, sometimes she accompanied me downstairs for a smoke. And in that course every time we spent time together, the directorial functionality in me started slow motioning her and running her backward and forward for my visual pleasure. I do it often. Im writing this Blog, with the one and only purpose so as to impress her. It is intended by me as a love letter to her. She doesn't even know this that sometimes i just stare her and couldn’t take my eyes off her charm, her beauty her personality and her demeanor which is a new discovery for me.

I have had a crush on her right from the time I discovered the real 'her'. She'll always fascinate me.

 *DEAR READER :This is something beyond your weird & limited imagination of getting into relationships & proposing stuff. Its just i wanted to share how beautifully she ignites my thought process when i think of her & her beauty.

For lotta bums around in our office (and I’m sure about the guys around her outside the office) she's just a beauty personified, I could kill 'em just upon the very knowledge of the stretch of their weird imaginations about her. Agreed to the fact that this office lacks interesting faces & figures, but there really is something truly amazingly electrifying about YoYo. It’s not that there are no other females around. There are few, but YoYo is YoYo!

I could write books when it comes to terrific women and my experiences with'em. GOD I’m gifted, i could cherish those moments till my last breathe and even after that. Well this one dwelled in the deepest part of my heart, i figured out all these days that she's quite enthusiastic about Body Tattoos and already had one on her ‘flexor carpi ulnaris’ - muscle of her right forearm that acts to flex and adduct the hand (The only reason I’m exaggerating it is the pain i myself feel bad for she must've bore). And recently she got a tattoo made on her left wrist, below the palm..

 

Its in Punjabi language, meaning ਵਾਹਿਗੁਰੂ, ‘Vāhigurū’ is a term most often used in Sikhism to refer to God, the Supreme Being or the creator of all.

What's so special about it was that she claims i was amongst those few people whom she sent the pic of that tattoo instantly after made.. When she said this to me, everything around me came to a halt, cold still! For a moment i was on the seventh sky. She is one of the most beautiful and the sexiest female God ever created and I think he doesn't create such exquisite pieces of art like her too often. And why the hell does she cares to show me the picture of her tattoo and asking me how does it look? I replied to her after three days. That was stupid of me.

Well YoYo, who the men of the entire office desired was suddenly left all alone in the world, few months ago till Jango stepped in to fill the vacuum.  Jango is a pseudonym i prefer to cite him.

So what if Jango has the real YoYo…? …. I have her captured as a terrific picture in the sanctum of my mind camera and as a divine angel in the heart of my celluloid dreams.

The next when I will pay respect to my God, it will be for creating YoYo.

                                                                                            

                                                                                           Love You Sweetheart,

                                              “ Keep YoYo-ing! “

                                                                                                                                                                

Im scared, but'll fight!

This decisive hour, this moment.. Everything's turnin' worse.. Why am i scared? Of what? Afraid of whom? Can't find an answer. Perhaps I dont need an answer. Shall i run away? or Face it? I'll face it but will be a coward at heart in my memories which'll haunt me to the end. I ask the Superior to give me strength to face it, to kill it. I know he's listening to me, My words, My urge is piercing his membrane. I know he'll give me what i am asking for, eventually will realise how he gave 'em all to me and how i took it. I dont want to be a coward. My blood should boil, but its chilled. I want to make this feeling, my weapon and sheild my honour. I wont bow my head, i wont fall on my knees, i'll WIN. No matter what, i will try till my last breathe. Who the fuck are you, to make me think like this? Take my words, i'll WIN. See.. im gaining strength. So i'll fight back, i wont be afraid of the results. Because HE will execute of what is going to happen. I know m right, he'll be with me. He'll guide me, he'll take care of me and the ones who has relied on me. Come let's fight, i'll wait but won't plan. I'll make you face me. I'll make you fell ashamed. Keep it comin' m waiting.I am ready to take it, 'coz i know i CAN and i will. Come you wanted to play rough, RIGHT? and i am ready now. 

You fuck with me, you'll fuck with the best, you can ever imagine! 

Since my first encounter with 'em!

Here are the Dialogues from some of my All-Time Favouriate Classic Movies, which held me mesmerized since my first encounter with 'em..!

Just wanted to share with y'all..

“You'll slap me? You slap me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize.”

-   Rocky Sullivan (James Cagney, Angels with Dirty Faces 1938)

“Next time you roll a guy for his poke, make sure he don't know your hideout.”

-  Rocky Sullivan (James Cagney, Angels with Dirty Faces 1938)

“In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.”

Tony Montana (Al Pacino SCARFACE 1983)

“You think you can take me? You need a fucking army if you gonna take me!”

Tony Montana (Al Pacino SCARFACE 1983)

“Nothing exceeds like excess. You should know that, Tony.”

Elvira Hancock (Michelle Pfeiffer SCARFACE 1983)

“I never fucked anybody over in my life didn't have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break them for no one.”

Tony Montana (Al Pacino SCARFACE 1983)

"Vijay Dinanath Chavan - poora naam, Baap ka naam- Master Dinanath Chavan, Maa ka naam- Sawashni Chavan.. Gaon- Mandva.. Umar- Chhatiss saal, nau mayna, aat'h din.. yeh.. solva ghanta chaalu hai.. hnaay!"

*Eng transltn : Vijay Dinanath Chavan - full name. Father's name, Master Dinanath Chavan. Mom's name, Sawashni Chavan. Village, Mandva. Age, 36 years, 9 months, 8 days. We are in the 16'th hour.

Vijay Dinanath Chavan (Amitab Bacchhan - Agneepath 1990)

"Kehne ko yeh shehar hai, sirf kehne ko ... par idhar jungle ka kanoon chalta hai, maaloom? Jungle ka.., Cheeti ko bisturia khaa jata hai, bisturia ko mendakk.. mendakk ko saanp nigall jata hai, nerola saanp ko maarta hai, bhedia nerole ka khoon choos leta hai, sherr bhediye ko chaba jata hai.. idharrr.. har taaqatwar apne se kam ko maar kar jeeta hai.. maaloom? maar kar!"

*Eng transltn : This is a city only in name. But laws of jungle prevail here. The housefly eats microbes. The frog eats the housefly. The snake eats the frog. The mongoose kills the snake. The fox sucks the blood of the mongoose. The lion chews-up the fox. Here, every powerfull being lives by killing the one weaker than himself.

Vijay Dinanath Chavan (Amitab Bacchhan - Agneepath 1990)

“Apne dhande mein wohi jeetta hai ... joh pehla haath marta hai”

*Eng transltn : The one who wins in our business ... takes the first hand

Satya (J.D.Chakravarthy - Satya 1998)

"Dushman se agar fayda ho to ... to usko apna dost banalo"

*Eng transltn : If you see a profit from the enemy ... then make him your friend

Kaancha Cheena (Danny Dezongpa- Agneepath 1990)

"Hamare dhande mein ek galati ko maaf karna ... usse bhi badi galati hai"

*Eng transltn : In our business to forgive one mistake ... is a bigger mistake

Malik (Ajay Devgan - Company 2002)

"Maut se zyada ... maut ka darr kaam ka hai"

*Eng transltn : More than death ... the scare of death is useful

Malik (Ajay Devgan - Company 2002)

THE ONLY GIRL WHOM I HAD AND WILL, CALL FOREVER…

It was raining that day. The Auto Rickshaw, I was in, almost reached the station. As I got out of it, and paid my fare to the driver, what struck me then, dissolved me for years….

The day was 26^th September, 2007.  Around 12:00 p.m.

She was wearing a Pink colored dress and appeared like the Most Gorgeous girl on this earth. What a beauty? I thought to myself. At once I was swept over by a wave of her ecstatic splendor. Had a chance to spend some time with her that day, My Treasurable Moment for lifetime!

Following that day, I’ve never found any girl so fascinating. Falling for her was certain. It was then, it all started.. My Inner Battle with the three components of love, ‘Intimacy – Passion – Commitment’ . They taught me all. And I’d be glad for this to her till my last breathe and even after that. 

It has been six years, so long, but every time I find it very exciting when we decide to meet. I start thinking of what clothes i should wear? How should I fix my hair? And stuff like that… as if we are meeting for the first time. I remember once I told her this thing, but I doubt she believed me.  I was always mesmerized by her Eyes that stared at me so intently in lonesome times. It was my easiest way to figure out her frame of mind.  As they say, ‘the eyes.. they never lie’.  Her Hair, it’s like a beautiful mountain of curls, just as, I dreamed to burn my nose in ‘em, since my childhood. She has such an enticing Voice, that it led me hear it over sleepless nights.  Above all, it was the Color of her Skin, which allured me the most.

I still love to recall the day we went to watch her favorite Shah Rukh Khan’s  ‘Om Shanti Om’  in Sapna Theatre in 07’, along with some of our common friends. I was sitting a seat away from her in the first half of the movie and pleaded to G O D and regimented a friend who was already sitting next to her, just to get a chance to sit her side. I could just tell by the way we both were relating that there was some connection whatsoever. And I felt it when I sat next to her, there was something between us. There was an impulse we both were following. So that gave me the right to come and sit next to her without taking her permission or thinking of her resisting. Otherwise I never would have felt that I had the right to do so. I never would have had the courage to talk to her. It’s one of the most valued moments of my life with her.

Whenever this song called “Ankhon mein teri.. Ajab si, Ajab si, adaayein hain!” was played, no matter where i was .. Arrival into a Whimsy World was inevitable. Such impact she had on me. I went crazy for her just like a fan becomes for his Star, just as in the Movie itself -‘Om Shanti Om’ . She was my ‘Shanti Priya’, She is still a STAR for me!

The most beautiful girl who made me Renounce the world around me. Whose absence isn’t strange to me, because I know she’s always close to me.  Whose name I call every single day, and I know, at times she thinks of me…

‘Someday everything might be forgotten, but my memories with you will be valued forever’

One of the most Wonderful & Humane Person I’ve met on this universe…

The only girl whom I had and will, call forever….

                               My Gorgeous

Ashiqui2 - How it started..

We have this habit,  since our college days,  of planning to watch certain movies (of mutual interest) in advance of their release dates, like we constantly keep doing it before weeks, and sometimes months! I remember a friend of mine joined me at a BAR, after returing from office, and first thing he did was, put the headset