Ek pittu si love story

Sangeet ke saath suron se pehle aur church ke saath ghatak apraadho se pehle, saath ank ki ehmiyat humaari zindagi mein kuch aur thi. Saath Goti, jise kahin pittu to kahin lagori kehte hai. Ek aisa khel jo pyaar se khelo to dilon ko jodta hai. Aur kaminepan se khelo to baaki sab todta hai. Niyam bahut hi saral hai. Saath pattharo ko ek ke upar ek rakhte hai. Phhir do teams mein sab ko baant diya jaata hai. Ek team ka kaam hai gotiyon ki imaarat ko todna, aur phhir wapas se jodna. Doosri team ka kaam hai aisa karne se unhe rokna. Bablu … Continue reading Ek pittu si love story

Krrish 3 – The Revenge of a Director

As audience we often cross our limits. Invariably we go out of our way to criticise movies with big names and shallow plots. Hardly do we consider the effort, the time and the money that goes into making a movie. All we care about is that we should get our money’s worth. So Mr. Rakesh Roshan, a veteran director takes it upon him to get revenge from 100 million Indians. Hell hath no fury for a director scorned. So was he able to get his revenge. Ask yourself. Ask the 300 bucks you spent. Ask the two and half hours … Continue reading Krrish 3 – The Revenge of a Director

Kurukshetra

Fire had burnt his entire house. Havoc spread all around. The most magnificent house of the city was burning down to ashes. With it burned the expensive interiors, the colourful drapes, the historic paintings, the glamorous chandelier but most importantly, the library. The most prized possession of a writer. Ved wasn’t even in his house when this happened. And by the time he reached, it was too late. His dreams had been cremated. Who could have done that? Everyone loved him, everyone worshipped his work. He was the most prolific writer the world had ever witnessed. Such was his masterpiece … Continue reading Kurukshetra

आज़ादी मुबारक हो

पसंद न था खेतों में टमाटर प्याज़ उगाना हैसियत में  नहीं आज बाज़ार से उन्हें ख़रीदना कभी सोचते थे दुनिया को इशारों पर नचाओगे आज सोचते हो बिना प्याज़ टमाटर के घर में क्या बनाओगे तुम्हे आज़ादी मुबारक हो   तुम किश्तों में कटते हो कभी हिस्सों में जुड़ते हो चाल है तुम्हारी नवाबों वाली जाल में फंसे हो EMI वाली तुम्हें भी आज़ादी मुबारक हो   गाँव के साथ तेवर भी छोड़ दिए कड़ी धुप में अटल रहने वाला सर आज AC कमरे में झुका दिए भूख मिटाने के सपने देखने  वाले आज दो वक़्त के आगे तुमने घुटने टेक दिए तुम्हे भी आज़ादी मुबारक हो   कहीं कांग्रेस … Continue reading आज़ादी मुबारक हो

Detour

As kids we always faced that one question which was asked by relatives, neighbours, dad’s friends, mom’s friends, teachers, even fellow kids. “What do you want to become when you grow up”. None of my classmates said they wanted to become an engineer. Today 80% of my classmates are engineers. So what went wrong? What changed? Why did people stop believing in their dreams? As we grew up, why did we start compromising on everything we wanted as a child? Is that what people call maturity? How different is maturity from pretence? Since childhood we have been trained to lie, … Continue reading Detour

Pappu ko mili pappi

Aaj katha divas ke paavan avsar par humne socha ek vyatha bhari katha sunaye. Naam se to pata chal hi gaya hoga ki is paatth ke mukhya kirdaar ka naam Pappu hai. Pappu Chaubey Paandunagar ke sabse raes MLA ke driver ka beta tha. Naam chota tha par chakke lambe maarta tha. Maahi Bhaiyya bulaaye jaane waale iss nagine ko out karne ka nuskha kisi bowler ke paas nahin tha. Chheh saal ki umar mein Tendulkar ke saare records tod chuka tha. Par akela tha bechaara. Itne bade star hone ke bawjood, kisi bhi ladki ka usko dekh nahin banta … Continue reading Pappu ko mili pappi

What the luck!!!

She called off our engagement. She simply hung up, denying me a chance to apologise. Seven years of friendship, five years of love, ended with a mere phone call. What a parallel cinema way to end a candy floss love story! Year 2012 could have been the best year of my life. It was going perfect. I had met her parents in February. They loved me. My family loved her. All that was left, was to finalise a date, which could only be decided by their most trusted astrologer. A sixty year old scum bag whose wife and son had … Continue reading What the luck!!!