FB Killed it.

As much as I am a huge fan of the Zuckerberg boy (He's precisely what my six-year-old self wanted to be by the time I was twenty-two, namely, stinking rich) I cant help but rue the fact that Facebook has led to the destruction of several facets of human interaction. To name a few, here goes,


1. Blogging- Sigh! The dying art of blogging! I have see the number of comments dwindle on even the most ardently followed blogs. Who would want to go click on a link, then read a post, then click on 'comment', then type the comment, then go to user verification, then verify email and password and then wait for the comment to be read and moderated?!?
Instead, your amateur wannabe writer comes along with a simple 'FB Note' about his/her random shenanigans and tags you to draw your attention. You, in return leave a one step comment or if you are least interested, make-do with a polite 'Like' and your're good to go. Not to forget the mass publicity for the FB Note. Clearly Zuckerberg got this feature right.


2. Genuineness- Courtesy FB, we all have dual personalities today. The FB self and the Real self. The real self is the genuine you, with a bunch of close friends, at a coffee shop, amidst honest conversations. The FB self is you, the Celeb, chased by the paparazzi! The 'You' who goes to a party all decked up, perfect smile and make-up just so you can have a brand new FB display picture. The 'You' who makes plans to hangout with friends based on which post-hangout status update will sound cooler. The Genuineness is lost in the constant need to show the world how 'Cool and Happening' your life is. Once again, FB killed it.


3. Phone conversations, Email, Texts- And I needn't elaborate. Convenience being the key, our perennially online selves would much rather communicate, send attachments and messages via FB. We would also make excessive use of 'Wallposts'. What better way to let the world eavesdrop on our apparently interesting conversations and gossip?. One word of advice however, quite frankly, Nobody cares.


4. Friends, enemies, frenemies, Same difference- On FB, we're all one big family. Strangers become 'FB friends', Acquaintances become 'FB Friends', Friend's friends become 'FB friends', Relatives become 'FB friends', Colleagues and bosses also become 'FB Friends'! Clearly we dont know where to draw the line. Nor do we make optimum use of privacy settings to demarcate the boundaries of social interaction. You life is now on display sans privacy. Once again, FB killed it.


Obviously, this is not an all-inclusive list since I await the death of YouTube, Picasa Web Album et al, courtesy Facebook. Yet we cant help but marvel at the genius that is Facebook. See you in the real world!


P.S. #1- For obvious reasons, this blogpost is not saved as an FB note!
P.S. #2- In other news, you HAVE to watch the Simi Selects episode with Shahid Kapoor! Sigh! Fallen in love all over again! <3 :P

Its a new life...

Job Search and Arranged Marriage.

Same difference? Think about it~

Letter to the New Age Romantic

Frivolous, Fake,

Frippery Love

What happened to the feelings

That were communicated thru' a Dove?

The fluttering of the eyelashes

The running around trees

The overdose of chivalry

What happened to all of these?

The knights in shining armour

v/s. the goons in deadly black

Prince Charming travelling miles across

To bring his Princess back

The subtle hints of romance

All blushing pink and shy

The eternal joy of togetherness

The heart wrenching goodbye

Snap back into the present

And we're back to Line 1

Frivolous, Fake, Frippery Love

Yours sincerely, Lots of Love

- The Dove

Aisha, Saisha... Wuteva!

So loads of people have expressed their desire to know my opinion of India's very own Chick-flick- AISHA. Guess watching a movie during d weekend of its release has its perks. Here goes then...

Loads of hype & hoopla surrounded the making & the release of this film. I guess glamourous outfits, young romance & peppy music still works on our gullible audiences (myself being one of them) But the movie doesnt have much beyond what we see in d promos. The direction isn't fast-paced & the script isn't crisp. The star cast disappoints too- Abhay Deol's talent has been wasted, Ira Dubey lacks the charm of her mother, Lillete Dubey, Amrita Puri perhaps stands out for fititing the role perfectly but I can't quite recollect any other character from the movie except for of course *sarcastic drum roll please* Sonam Kapoor! The movie has been made for her, revolves around her and clearly her character is based on her real-life personality- Rich Daddy's Little Girl. But she manages to look pleasant on screen with her designer outfits, neat make-up and 1000 watt smile. As Aisha she's perfect... but her versatilty as an actress is still a big question mark.
So summing it up, I'd recommend the movie if you can watch it in less then Rs.100... just for the stylish outfits & fab music. Else, save yourself the time & money.

(Spoof on the promo,
Sonam :" Tumhari New York returned Anita"
Abhay:" The name's Aarti"
Sonam:" Yeah, Wuteva!" )

Imaginary Person: " So wat movie did u see"
Me: " Woh... Anil Kapoor ki SAISHA"
Imaginary Person: " The name's Aisha"
Me: " Yeah Wuteva"


P.S.- Maybe giving free Christian Dior outfits to movie goers would've improved public perception of the film! Clearly the film-makers have a LOT to learn about PR. :P

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I try to cry

But the eyes are dry

Have I become emotionally strong?

Or plain heartless- And is that wrong???

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Mind over Matter? ALWAYS!

Heart over Mind? NAH! ;)

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The BEST Days of My Life...

“Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end…”

Alas! They did…

5 years ago, I thought the same thoughts as I bid farewell to those glorious school years. From being a perpetually confused, underconfident, frequently bullied 4 year old, I grew up to be an outspoken & confident teen. It was my school which taught me the importance of believing in myself.

I then stepped into Narsee Monjee college, certain that my ICSE 90% and an impressive list of school achievements meant that I had an edge over most others.

Lesson # 1: - I was wrong!
With not more than 120 in a batch in school, here I was in a classroom of 120 students! I also had the fortune of making it to the high cut-off ‘I.T.’ division where a 90% score was considered ‘Average’. From day one I knew I was pitted against the best. And I’m so thankful for that because there was no better incentive to improve myself than comparing myself with the very best. Junior college is perhaps the only aspect of college life where I have a few regrets. For the first two years, I was plain overwhelmed! It took a while just to ‘fit in’. Besides, those were the days when studies were the be-all and end-all of an academic institution. At least, thats what I used to think.

Lesson # 2:- Studies are only a tiny aspect of college life.
I write this well aware that my T.Y. exams are fast approaching with little efforts on my part. Yet, only in First Year Degree College did it hit me that there’s more to college life than just studies. Ironically, it was in Degree College that I decided to take up Chartered Accountancy. That’s when the juggling act began. With CA class & articleship and constant tension of PCC studies, I wanted to do something more- as a hobby, as a diversion, at times, as a backup profession! And college provided loads of avenues for experimenting. From excelling at speaking events to hosting functions to finally winning at Umang in my last year of college to going for dance competitions (knowing that I had no chances of winning with certain fabulous dancers like Krishna Patel participating) to making a fool of myself at an inter-college RJ Hunt to winning the ‘Best Speaker’ college award for 2 years consecutively and finally to winning the prestigious Forum of Free Enterprise elocution, I had done it all & most importantly, truly enjoyed what I did. None of the co-currics were forced. There was never any pressure to succeed. And there was always infinite support from professors, friends and family. It is this little part of college memories that are the most important to me.

Lesson #3:- Respecting my seniors- Age is almost always a reflection of wisdom.
Our college has a very supportive group of professors who provide just the right kind of guidance, knowledge, expertise and encouragement. Our professors were the guiding force behind the various clubs and societies ( special mention to the Planning Forum, for Dylan; and the Wildlife and Nature Club, in appreciation of the peacock dance performed by Priyanka & Dhaval). The college professors have a major contribution to N.M.’s victory at numerous fests. A big ‘thank you’ to some of the professors who I have had the opportunity of interacting with: -

1. Prof. Ami Vora- whose house was the hangout spot for numerous rehearsals and whose bungalow terrace was our party place for celebrating the Umang win. A big ‘thank you’ to her for being so passionate about Youth Fest and sharing her enormous talent by taking out the time to train amateurs like us [read: Dylan, Harsh, Srishti, Rohan, Kailash & Yours truly ]
2. Prof. Sneh Choithani- Her Economics lectures had sleeping stray dogs and Afroz Dairkee as the only student. Yet Sneh Ma’am is the reason the Young Endeavour became a Somebody from a Nobody in the last 2 years. A big ‘Thank You’ to her for having so much faith in the editorial team[read: Supriya, Krishna, Radha, Arati & Yours Truly] and giving us a fair degree of autonomy with the mag.
3. Prof. B.K. Nair- for being a powerhouse of knowledge. For being able to provide talking points on a wide range of topics and for encouraging reading & thinking habits among the students.

Enough said about the professors- The praises would be never ending...
Time for the icing on the cake- The last but not the least, in fact, the most crucial part of college for me- F.R.I.E.N.D.S.!

Lesson #4:- Friends can make or break you, so choose wisely.
As a fresher, my perception of college was largely defined by Karan Johan movies. I must admit however, that there were no Kuch Kuch Hota Hai moments out here. Or even if there were, I was probably playing Kajol. Nevertheless, friends are my sweetest memory about college. This post is dedicated to all my college pals.
[Disclaimer- The names are in alphabetical order so as to avoid speculation about my love interest/ best friend/ frenemy/ whatever]


Afroz- The original ‘Chandler’. He has the wittiest sense of humour and could probably make a fortune out of writing joke books. One of the most intelligent people in the group and in a group full of geeks, that’s an achievement!
Akanksha- This kiddo plays the perfect hostess whenever we decide to drop in to her place. Her giggling, bubbly demeanor can change just as quickly to the serious, studious person she really is.
Anirudh- This non- CA student is most envied by us for his spare time, awesome college campus, creative curriculum and the list goes on. What’s great is that despite being in our class for only 2 years, he is still in touch with the whole group. Calling him ‘Popular’ would be an understatement.
Dhaval- The ultimate 'Good Boy' would also be the ideal student if only it wasn't for his filthy handwriting and 'overconfidence' :) He also has the amazing skill of putting up with all our teasing and 'peacock dance' jokes. Yet, he continues to remain loyal to the Nature Club and frequently wears the colour green in support of the 'Forests'.
Dylan- 'Dielllluuuunn' as his favourite senior fondly calls him (hehe!) has gradually transformed from the dude to the ranker. A friend who you can always rely on, his 'passion' for Economics is what really sets him apart. Also possesses the art of talking non-stop on the phone at lightning fast speed without managing to bore you.
Krishna- This gutsy gal adds the ‘IT’ factor to the group. Blessed with immense talent, especially in the field of dance, she is conspicuous by her absence, always! Her chirpy, high-pitched voice never fails to brighten your day. (Or that of your colleagues sitting nearby who can hear her from the other end of the phone!)
Kshemu- This ‘Weirdo’ is committed to the computer and the internet till death does them apart! He’s a powerhouse of knowledge with varied interests. As nice as he is weird, ‘Crazy Genius’ is an apt description for him.
Monal- This 'Depressed Prani' is quite the hardworking soul. Ever-helpful & knowledgeable, he's another one of those intellegent, studious people that are the trademark of NM college.
Nikita- The most outgoing girl in the group, she’s always Been there, Done that. Always game for anything- Movies, Shopping or Random TP, a Friend in need is a Friend indeed, and thats Niki! Also one of the coolest people what with her fantastic fashion sense.
Priyanka- By far, the most dominating person in the group, she knows how to get her work done. Towering above all others you cant ignore her. Another popular PR person, there's loads to learn from her chilled out approach to life.
Shriram- The PR guy. He should get an award for his social networking skills. Loads of people think our group is pretty ‘cool & happening’. Well, the credit goes to the PR guy for that! He is also the chief source of entertainment because of his antics and I will not go into details.
Supriya- This ‘Little Girl’ is not quite inconspicuous. One of my closest friends in the group, she claims ‘Big things come in small packages’. Quite true, her loud voice has managed to scare away many-a- beggar(Hehe!). The chirpy kiddo is the ideal giggle companion and is 'Fun' & 'Friendship' redefined.

Phew! That was one long post. But its very difficult to document every little memory of the last 5 years. What I'm hoping for, however, is that somewhere down the line, when we're all grown up, maybe we could meet at a coffee shop to reminiscence about the good ol' days ...
“Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end…”

P.S. #1 - I couldn't possibly write about everyone. Saving it for later, k?
P.S. #2- Return the favour & write nice stuff about me in the comments section please. Thanks! :)

Genuine Fake

I said, " I really admire you... A lot!"

I thought - Do I really ???

I reasoned - "Bolne mein kya jata hai?"

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Be the Change...

What do you do when you come across a pot-hole on the road? You blame the system.
When the electricity vanishes every now and then? You blame the system.
When the water woes don't seem to end? You blame the system.
Cliche as it sounds, this is the typical response of every Indian.
The 'system' that we so frequently pass the buck to comprises the govenrment and other authorities who are vested with the task of running the country.
What we forget is that we always have the privilege and responsibility of voting these people to power. Why then, do we vote for a bunch of circus clowns and expect them to excel at complex tasks? The ready counter argument is that it is only jokers and criminals who stand for elections. So people are left with no option but to vote for the best from the worst.
After that, the blame game begins until the next round of elections. The elected representatives thrive on money, the country goes to the dogs, the people sit back and criticize the government, the government in turn provides lousy excuses for their inaction, the people criticize some more but take no action and eventually, a new Government is voted to power with hopes of more avenues for criticism. This is the vicious circle that our country is trapped in.
There is zero accountability in the Govt. but we, the people, also need to pull up our socks. Majority of Indians completely lack civic sense. People are seen casually littering and spitting right in the middle of busy streets. People get immense pleasure in flouting all laws and rules. An even bigger victory is when they get caught and 'settle matters' with some dough, only to break the law again. We add fuel to fire by giving bribes and then end up cribbing about corruption. The 'Chalta hai' attiitude among the people has gone too far. The people also need to take partial responsibility for the nation's sorry state of affairs.
India is a patchwork of diverse cultures, religions and mentatlities. But instead of savouring the variety on display, most Indians are resorting to disgraceful acts of self importance by maligning other cultures only to favour their own. This has only intensified in the recent past and speaks volumes about the poor morals and ethics imbibed in the average Indian. As you can see, various factors contribute to the problems faced by India.
So what are the possible solutions to these problems? That is where the youth comes into the picture. Preachy as it sounds, India's young and talented population needs to be encouraged and guided to bring out the best in them. We need to revamp the education system to produce more Leaders as opposed to mere rote- learners. We need to stop cribbing about the system and be a part of the system ourselves. We need to invest our talent in places other than foreign MNCs alone. It could be a small step like associating with an NGO or a mass movement to join politics. Grab every opportunity to make a difference for the better. Be proactive with your intentions and vocal with your thoughts. The reigns are in your hands, only YOU can take the country to new heights. BE THE CHANGE! After all, Change we TOO need!

It's Complicated...

Right when I watch 'He's Just Not That Into You'
and convince myself that HE'S just not that into ME, HE calls.
And guess what? I realize, I'M just not that into him! :P

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You know you’re 20 when… Confessions of a 20-year-old drama queen

Yes, I’m keeping my word and here I am with my latest post- ‘Confessions of a 20-year-old drama queen’
It’s taken me 3 months of being 20 to come up with this post.
Well firstly, just the number “TWENTY” SOUNDS old. I mean, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen- they all have that “TEEN” effect. But this is TWENTY and not TWENTEEN! So I’m in the twenties now. Yup, I’m no longer a teenager.
Here is a comprehensive list of situations that keep reminding you that you’re 20 now:-

1. You hesitate to reveal your age.
2. You make an overnight decision to overhaul your wardrobe to prove that you have a mature dressing sense. Out go the sneakers, sporty/frilly T-shirts, torn denims and backpack. Welcome the kurtis, sandals and handbag and worst case scenario, the salwar kameez and the sarees!
3. You feel stupid watching teeny bopper flicks. High School Musical no longer fascinates you. Neither does Harry Potter.
4. The auto-driver no longer refers to you as “Baby”. It’s now “Madam”.
5. You no longer feel out of place or weird if you’re alone at a restaurant.
6. While walking through the garden, you resist the urge to sit on the swing, even though nobody besides your friends is at the scene of temptation :) :) :)
7. You are surprisingly interested in business news, politics and the stock market.
8. You don’t remember the last time you read an Archie comic. You only seem to read the newspapers or those philosophical kinda novels which delve into the human psyche looking for a deeper meaning of life.
9. You rarely have your way with a cute, puppy-dog face or a pout. You would rather be assertive and diplomatic.
10. The word ‘Ego’ finds a place in your dictionary.
11. You start thinking about your future. The weekend movie plans are NOT the most important thing on your mind right now. There is more to plan about in your life.
12. You prefer not to eat ice- cream from a cone. You claim it looks too childish.
13. You are expected to make your presence felt in the kitchen, at least once in a while.
14. You are strangely fascinated by yester-year Bollywood music. Yes, the same songs you once detested. The same songs which were once overshadowed by your collection of pop, rock and hip-hop…
15. Adults come to you for advice on various matters. And they actually take you seriously!

As time passes, the cup of life gets filled to the brim with various experiences, mistakes, lessons and accolades.
Basically, what I intend to say is “To be continued…”
Until next time, toodles!

Kambakkht Ishq is a piece of Krap, even with the extra ‘K’ in its name!

As I stepped into the theatre, I did remind myself that it is a Kareena Kapoor movie. So I didn’t have any great expectations of this big budget, super-hyped movie. But that’s the irony- this gibberish in the name of a movie doesn’t even meet the minimal expectations that the masses had! Once again, Bollywood succeeds in wasting its resources. Allow me to analyze the movie on various parameters, one worse than the next:-
The Cast: - if all other professions have a retirement age, Bollywood should be no exception. Akshay Kumar is old. Period. You cannot take a 40-something and fool the audience into believing that he is a handsome, young, lad. One, because he is not handsome, two, because he ain’t young and thirdly because he is not a lad! So it’s more like haggard, old, uncle Akshay running around the sets doing a bunch of stunts which in all probability some stuntman has performed for him. The Kapoor gal on the other hand really needs to break image. She clearly still hasn’t grown out of her ‘Pooh’ image of K3G. Can she ever go beyond the snobby, angry, young woman? I think NOT!
The script: - Story? What story? School level dramatics had better stories! It’s amazing how Bollywood directors take a trivial, short, tale and convert it into a 3 hour long epic complete with melodrama, abusive dialogues, unnecessary dialogues and a few out of the blue characters (namely Javed Jaffry & Kirron Kher). In one of the scenes which was a typical Bollywood cliché with a bunch of goons chasing the damsel in distress, (Kareena) shrieking for “HELP”, I too found myself yelling, “HELP! Somebody stop the movie before the crowd leaves the theatre!” Well, guess what? They didn’t stop the movie and the crowd started strolling towards the exit in deep disgust and disappointment, even before the end was remotely close!
The direction: - Now this is where a major part of the blame goes to. There have been instances of movies with story lines that are just plain dumb but they still count as good entertainment, all thanks to the direction (take Farah Khan movies for example). But c’mon, who do you blame for a movie where people just break into a song for no apparent reason or start slapping each other, again, for no apparent reason or throw cakes at each other, abuse one another, sue one another, again, for no apparent reason? Your answer is correct- The director!

So despite all the desperate attempts to attain success, through numerology, publicity stunts, PR, passé Hollywood stars etc, the movie is a dud. Maybe I would recommend it for Kareena’s super stylish clothes and 5-inch heels or for the miniscule bit of comedy with the musical watch but despite that, summing it up, Kambakkht Ishq is a piece of ‘K’rap, even with the extra ‘K’ in its name!

The Rise of the Dumb Blonde and Other Miscellaneous Topics…

Its true, I’m back to blogging Bollywood again and it’s also true, I’m back with a vengeance!
The last few years have seen many a new Bollywood entrant. Deepika Padukone, Sonam Kapoor, Katrina Kaif, Freida Pinto, Genelia D’souza… However diverse their backgrounds may be, they all have one thing in common- they all come across as airheads and damsels in distress! Watch a few interviews and you will know what I’m talking about. Sure, they’re all blessed with good looks but there is that certain spark that’s missing in all of them. Compare them with the likes of Madhuri Dixit, Priyanka Chopra, Aishwariya Rai & Preity Zinta- they too can act but they also possess an ounce of intelligence and wit. One will never come across them talking gibberish in the media and they always carry themselves with utmost grace and dignity. It’s a pity the airheads seem to be dethroning the smart Alecs what with all their “interesting” (note the sarcasm) tales about boyfriends, husbands, divorces, live-ins, break-ups… did I miss something? Work??? Nah, they never talk much sense about that do they?

Speaking of movies, we couldn’t have asked for a better time for the multiplex strike to be called off… right on the day the exams ended! Although I’ve only seen Angels and Demons so far, the line up of big banner movies sure seems promising. About Angels & Demons, it was great that I didn’t remember a word of the book I read 3 years ago… the suspense was sustained all through the movie and just like was the case with the book, I liked Angels and Demons way better than the Da Vinci Code…
I also had the misfortune of watching “Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi”… I’m sure SRK was high and unaware of his actions when he signed the movie. How else does one explain him being part of such a waste of resources in a thoroughly disappointing film?!?!? I’d rather not waste my blogspace writing about it now…

I’m also kinda glad I missed out on the IPL and the T20 this time. IPL was devoid of the slaps and sledging while T20… the lesser said the better!

Anyway, that’s all for now folks! It sure is great to be back!!! Coming soon, ‘Confessions of a Twenty year old Drama Queen’ and a guide on how to cope with no longer being a teenager!

P.S. - No one’s being racist here… ‘dumb blonde’ is just a commonly used expression which went really well with the title of this post. If u wanna witness racism, or take action against it, I suggest you pack off to Australia, my friend!

P.S. again- The Apprentice is back!!! Watch it at 9.00pm, Wednesdays only on Star World!

I love Indian Politics... It's such a mess!

And for a cleanliness freak like me, it's also very tempting!

All Hail the (American) President!!!

I love the American system. It moves me to tears. Partly because of the beauty of it, and partly because of the sheer lack of it in India. Very rarely do I take any interest in politics but the new American President-elect Barrack Obama is such an extraordinary orator, he can make any Bollywood-obsessed teen sit up and take notice.
Sure, both countries are democracies. But the representatives are drastically different. Not a single Indian politician can deliver a heartfelt speech like Obama. No Indian politico can connect with the people the way he does. Its not about perfect pronunciation or fancy words. Its about the deeply embedded message that he conveys straight to a person's soul.
Never can one imagine the people of India as united in the victory of a leader as was recently seen in America. Our politicians are definitely the creme-de-la-creme when it comes to educational qualifications. Then why is it that they never speak effectively irrespective of the language in which they are communicating? Why is it that they never, I repeat, never dress smart? Why is it that they never have an impact on the people? Why don't the people get moved to tears or break into a smile on hearing the President's speech? Why haven't we ever witnessed a bright spark of enthusiasm?
Its high time our Indian politicos pull up their socks and change. After all, 'CHANGE WE TOO NEED'! In the words of Rahul Gandhi, we desperately need a few 'thousand Obamas' in our nation...

Friendship Anyone ???

“Will you make phraand-sheep with me?”
“Hi! Nice dp! U luk attractive! Wanna be ma friend?”
“In the walk of life we all need some support to help us leave our footprints in the sand and reach the ultimate destination in life… So, will you be my FIEND???”

Those were just some examples of the odd, hilarious, creepy, cleverly (and not-so-cleverly) cooked up invitations to ‘make’ friendship. These are the methods employed to convince someone to add you as a friend on a social networking site. And if this is not enough, I have actually heard of people complimenting others on their pictures, hobbies, interests, passions, eyes, hair and even bone structure!!! It all boils down to the sole objective of *drum roll please* A Friendship Request! The quest for a new friend stems either from extreme desperation, isolation or just plain boredom!

Virtual networking has almost wiped out real world interaction. Whatever happened to the telephone??? And when was the last your gang met up at a friend’s house just for a chat? Not to mention the terrible impact these sites hav on ppls spellings. See wat i mean??? Hehe!

However, one cannot overlook the benefits of social networking sites. What better way to connect with people than a website that offers the combined features of e-mail, chat, photo-sharing and video-sharing? I personally am a huge fan of social networking sites such as Orkut, Hi5 and Facebook. Of course, I chose to ignore the negatives that come with such sites (namely, fraaandshepe requests from psycho strangers!)

Love stories blossom through such networking sites. Long lost friends reconnect through such networking sites. Events are planned and co-ordinated through the various committees, groups and discussion boards formed on such networks. Mass movements can be organised by spreading the word and gaining support through networking sites. Photos and videos can be made easily and quickly accessible to those residing in every nook and corner of the globe.

Of course, every application of such networks is personal choice. You have the option to enable/disable selected people from viewing photos, videos or even contacting you. You can choose not to reply to crappy friendship requests or you can go ahead and forge a friendship with random people. The best part of such sites is that they reveal the eccentricities of most people. The biggest introvert will go all out to enthusiastically chat with people online. The most unbearable singer might have a great collection of music. The geekiest geek in your class may be unable to navigate around the website and the ugliest duckling could have a gorgeous profile picture.

The rule is simple. Maintain safe distance (virtually) and exercise caution while using social networks. It’s up to us to use such websites wisely. And if you are one of those weirdos who randomly sends friendship requests and stalks people virtually then get the hint- You are a menace!
Boon or bane, social networking sites are a craze and the fad is here to stay. So, will you build a bridge of friendship with me? Plz, plz don’t reject my genuine request to build a friendship! Pretty please???

I'm a Rebel!

Wanna take the road less travelled by.

Redefine discipline, intelligence and joy.

Don’t wanna end up blindly following the herd.

Wanna be able to soar like a free bird.

Break the walls and find a new pathway.

Quit the rat race and head the opposite way.

Shatter the norms of the right and the wrong.

Dance with the rain, maybe even sing a song!

I’m a Rebel! I don’t stick to standards set centuries ago

Raise the level n set new standards

Bend those rules which were enforced by fools

Come on everyone! Take the cues….

Life is shallow, superficial...

Lost, abandoned in this wide, wide world

Nothing to do and nowhere to go to,

yet,so much to do with so little time...

The clock keeps ticking but the day is a drag...

rising tempers and falling hopes

Oblivious to the surroundings,

yet, aware of the observers

A tiny drop in a sea of people...

The destination is clear

but can't see the road!

Life is shallow,superficial...

P.S.- I was feeling particularly blue when I wrote this...

Jab They Rocked!!!

Okay!Okay! I'm back to writing movie reviews again...If no other career option works out, maybe I'll grow up to be a film critic, judging by the way I've got Bollywood gyan(or "The Hindi Film Industry" knowledge) at my fingertips.

As they say,'When two cats fight,the monkey gains'...Confused? Allow me to explain- the 'Cats' in this case study would be Om Shanti Om and Sssssaaaaawariyaaaa(i luv fooling around with the spelling!)
The monkey-Jab We Met...So,while the biggies are busy bickering about the date of release...a cute,adorable,enjoyable flick like Jab We Met has already stolen the show. Trust me, u've reached the height of ignorance if u haven't seen it yet. Fantastic performances(I'm not being biased to my favourite actor,Shahid...And yes,Kareena Kapoor has also proved that she actually can act!) Nice characterisation, good script, beautiful locations(read:Manali),great music...all-in all, three blissful hours of entertainment!

In the meanwhile, articleship has finally started and if I tell you that its hectic,then I'm putting it mildly!
Its 'child labour' if you ask me!!!
PCC Class,college,articleship,studies,projects,exams...where's the fun factor in life???!!! We're barely 18!!! lol!:)!:)!:)! But it ain't that bad really. Maybe a tad tiring but I guess its manageable. And I finally know what people mean when they answer the phone n say -"I'm busy. I'll call back." As of now, I'm hoping someone invents a time-turner like the one in the Harry Potter books, so that I can stuff a million things-to-do in 24 hours of a day.

Anyway, I gotta rush. "I'm Busy!". Catch ya later!Toodles!

PS- Happy Birthday, SRK!!!:)

Boredom...

Sorry all you fans of the colour PINK! I just attained new heights of boredom and decided to change the blog colour to BLUE!
Isn't it funny the way boredom strikes? A lazy Tuesday afternoon... a nice sense of achievement over a reasonably good Business Communication paper( My exams r going on !!!)...My next paper is day after and I have no intention to study until the last minute... I'm too bored to read Mein Kamph(For the uninitiated,Mein Kamph is Hitler's autobiography)... I'm too bored to listen to music...There are no good movies on the tele (they showed Harry Potter, Freaky Friday & Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen...all in one day i.e- the day BEFORE my exam!)

I absolutely love the promos of Sawariya, Om Shanti Om, Aaja Nachle & Jab We Met(Note: The blog author does not take into consideration the various numerology obsessions of moviemakers...or else I think it would be 'Sssaawwarriyaa' or something like that) But I don't get one thing- Why does everyone wanna release their movie on the same day??? I mean, so what if its a festival? Do they actually believe that people are gonna watch 3 movies in a day??? I think the people are enlightened enough to consider the critic's reviews before stepping into the theatre... And the critics are not the nicest people... Their opinions and 'Stars' are what ultimately decide the fate of the movie...

I sure hope India wins the Future Cup against the Aussies. Especially after the Cold War that Ricky Ponting started.But frankly, I do admit - Australia is the better team when it comes to ODIs...

Anyway, coming back to the point, I'm Bored!!!
Infact, I'm so bored, I dunno what else to write about! So until I reach the next level of boredom,this is Suchita, signing off...

It rained...and I had just finished Correlation & Regression....

It rained...and I was supposed to begin Sampling Theory..

It rained...and I just didn't wanna study...

So I slammed shut my CPT Maths module....

Went straight to the balcony...armed with my cellphone camera...

And clicked away to glory...

The garden- drenched in the rain...

The plants- drowning in the raindrops...

Sigh! Paradise on Earth, ain't it?

PS- I'm gonna miss the rains !!! :(

THE best CRICKET match EVER!!!

Okay, I'll be honest- I'm not much of a Cricket fanatic. But this time, it was different. For one, I was terribly bored of studies. Besides that, it was the Twenty20 Final. In addition, it was India V/S none other than, Pakistan. So I decided to gather a group of friends to watch the match. I quote here my exact words-"I'm gonna stay for only about an hour or so... Really have to get back to studies after that!".....Little did I know that the match was gonna be such a thriller that I would end up waiting to watch the presentation too!

THE BEGINNING- The scene- 6 girls(contrary to popular belief that girls don't watch Cricket) and my friend's cute little doggie, FIGO(Trust me, he is the cutest dog on the planet!), watching the match intently...It was a modest start...Gambhir was doin gr8...there were occasional boundaries & all seemed well....Then came the blow- Yuvraj & Dhoni got out for a measly score...Gambhir too lucked out at 75...we were hoping that Pakistan's Umar "GUL" would "DISAPPEAR"! Will India cross 150 runs??? Chances were bleak......

HALF-WAY THRU' THE MATCH- India managed 157...not an impossible target! It was all upto our bowlers now... And SRK comes to watch the match :) :) :)

A CULMINATION OF SORTS- Pakistan was 2 wickets down but their run-rate was soaring! We were pre-occupied with Pizza, Chinese & Coke... Slowly & Steadily their wickets fell, yet,59 off 29 was easily achievable...Then came Misbah-UL-Haq...trying to imitate Yuvraj with his batting prowess...We abandoned the food and took an oath- "If we win, then I eat the rest...If we don't, then feed it to the dog!" 13 runs off 6 balls...2 sixes & they would've almost won...there was panic as Misbah scored a six...then there was a wide...6 runs required from 4 balls...some of us had already given up all hope...the only ray of hope was that Pakistan was 9 wickets down... Jogender bowls... Misbah hits...its in the air...
"NOooooo!!!!!! They've WON!"
"See! I told you they'd win!"
"Hey! That was a wide!"
"OMG! Its going for a six!"
"Yikes! I just bit my fingernail off!"
"Wicket! Wicket! Please take a Wicket!!!"
And as Sreesanth took the catch, there were wild screams of utmost joy, screams that defined victory, screams that celebrated the Indian spirit (we scared poor Figo out of his guts!) Team India had won the match, the T20 cup & restored the pride that they lost at the World Cup! Like I said, it was "THE best CRICKET match EVER!!!" :) :) :)

That Sinking Feeling...

Right when the tension tide was beginning to ebb, I received the dreaded news- CPT results on the 11th! Maybe we should've been taught how to deal with shocks & scares too- CPT paper leaked, re-exam in 3 weeks! Now, results in 3 days & I have NO clue about my plans for articleship, PCC classes, Computer training, F.Y.B.Com...etc.,etc.,etc...

Just went for a shopping trip today...Little did I know that extra-slim 18-yr-olds are not expected to wear formals-be it Indian or Western formals(the shops don't have anything below the plus size!)...That wasn't it though. I completely lost my cool when one of the shopkeepers suggested I go to the KID'S section! Kid's section?!?!?!?! I'm now officially an adult!!! Looking on the bright side though, its nice to get those occasional compliments about being slim...and again, since I still seem to look like a 14-yr-old maybe I won't have to worry when I'm 60!

India plays England today in the final match of the series...I get a good feeling about this! Go Tendulkar! And please don't quit ODI's! The team is nothing without him! Anyway, gotta go watch the match...ChakDe India!(still haven't been able to get that movie outta my mind)



PS- See, I'm back to blogging the way I used to...No preachy sayings or nething of the sort!

This goes out to all those movie stars who've been busy stepping in & out of jails(as convicts) & shrines(as "sincere devotees")...

"To Worship God for the Sake of Gain,
Is to Worship Gain,NOT God..."

You might WIN the RAT RACE...but you are still a RAT!

Its the basic truth of life... makes tons of sense doesn't it???

Chak De INDIA!

Very rarely do Hindi movies inspire or fascinate me as was apparent from my previous blog. But this masterpiece of a movie did just that! A simple storyline about a Women's Hockey Team (in a male-dominated, cricket-dominated country) & a superstar like SRK did the trick. No Karan Johar family drama, no Sanjay Leela Bhansali costume drama(remember Devdas???) and yet, the film is a huge success. Besides that, this is the only movie where I forgot all sophistication & culture and found myself blatantly screaming, shouting, clapping & cheering at the theatre. Such, is the feel-good factor of the movie. Mind-blowing performances by the starcast, great direction & rocking background music make Chak De India a must-watch.
*Breaks into a cheerleading song*
"Gimme a 'C', Gimme an 'H', Gimme an 'A', Gimme a 'K', Gimme a 'D', Gimme an 'E', Gimme an 'I', Gimme a 'N', Gimme a 'D', Gimme an 'I', Gimme an 'A' ! And what do you get??? CHAK DE INDIA!!!!! " wooohooo!!!

New Blog!!!

Aloha ppl!!!
its a new blog, its PINK & its no longer perfection obsessed!
but don't forget to check out my previous blog at http://suchitavaidya.blog.com/
Toodles!