Rewind of The Days

As im writing this post...im seriously getting a hell lot of furious flashbacks of the years gone by.

It seems only yesterday that on 26/7 2005 (yes that day) i enrolled at SPIT... and now as its the day to leave i really cant imagine how days are going to be like.

But the strange irony of the things is that in the last semester there was no time to think about the momentous stage in our lifes that we were on ....and now....it really hasnt sunk in that those days are really over....

Some times i say the days are 'finally' over...all the fabled submissions, vivas, PLs and semester examinations are done with...But are they really? 'finally' ?

Looking back i realise that these- like the zillion others in this microcosm of things- have passed their lifetime; giving the owners opportunities and freedom in the guise of being bound to a really periodic monotonous schedule.

Is it this that makes 'finally' really very unnecessary?

While i further ponder over the philosopical nature of these days and the (un)importance of using the word 'finally' .... i look at the suvenir from SPIT ( yes a green coloured mug inscribed with Sardar Patel Inst of Tech, The Class of 2009) resting rock solid on my mantlepiece.

I would like to share with you a wierd alternate/additional tagline that struck me in the 'Rewind of The Days'

" A cup full of spit"

(As usual the pun and the yucky feeling it generates is totally unintended)

This and That

Its been a long time(again !),and lots of things have fluttered by.

and here i am learning skyeye...

Since the last meet,

ive had a great treat.

the trip to Kerala

with the spicy fish Masala.

all the "Loha"

and the HaHa

coupled with 'fish at 2',

reminds me of the famous kovalam Loo;

more than the local Zoo..

i wonder what the thing would be

without the MiB.

the serious lack of jokes,

would kill us-poor young blokes,

and the loo would undoubtedly be,

an uneventful place to be [:)]

Rustic Retreat To The Rat Race...

caught us like a ball of pace,

And then came The hope

to the new world gone broke...

With the oaths' mistake,

and the retake...

the eager world gazes at the Man

Yes, that He Can.

The rides by bus and boating

with all the gloating,

finally lead me to the 'toeing'-

Down Under,

where the Master's spill-over...

shocked the world over,

and now can i say, the story is Over ?

yet another one....

another turbulent stream has been crossed.....and now the Wait begins......

Saw 'tomorrow' for a tuesday, on a tuesday !!

In the midst of 'a' Extremly hectic and 'rushy' week i went to see "A Wednesday", and i am very happy that i did. (Im marvelling at how all my posts come when i watch somethin...)

Though its almost a month since the release of this film, it still has around 2-3 shows daily at many screens here. And this speaks volumes about the succes and/or the connect the story has with the Mumbaikars, especially considering the days of the "global crisis" and the "finiancial meltdown", "burning huge holes in the pockes of" not only the national treasuries but also the 'stupid common man' (Oh! what 'cliched jargon'......oh gosh another cliche......OHNO whats

happening?) ..................listening to and reading such news every day; these words have become "embedded" (OOPS another cliche for Electronics Engineers !!) in our day to day phrases, and flow out almost instantaneously; subconsiously. 

Loosing track of what i initially started out with, i once more return to a wednesday. With strong performances by 1 and all (yes... even the news reporter, reminded me some what of the Grand Stand host... :P), the marvelous twist in the tail, this provides a very practical, a bit radical, approach to crush terrorism. The stupid common man, taking time out of his daily routines, has suggested stopping terrorism arising from attempts rescuing former terrorists by "thoko"fying them once caught....... not at all a new solution, but yes A wednesday made it compelling.....

My bro...(yes he was with me again !) said that THIS film should have been named 'HELLO' and not some other one, simply because the entire plot revolves around a telephone conversation....

Hmmm.......different people different ideas........different here even goes to the extent that there might be people taking inspiration from the 'phoney connections' plan  to try and hack the telecom networks......

(im now remembring my pct topic of movies as a "2-WAY mirror of society")...................

.................................and if i continue any further ill be entangling so many social issues in a single post itself that......................................................................

.........ill be violating a very famous B-concept : K.I.S.S. (Keep It Short, Stupid!!)...........AAH.....

this is like the famous G.M. (Green Machine) concept in the famous  M.S.D. class in college.......

BYE !!!     

Rock a by baby........

After really hectic weeks i finally got some time out, and watched the highly acclaimed ROCK ON !!......i normaly am not into evaluating movies publicly but its the situation that i was in that prompted me to type out here.

13/9/2008 , 8:00 was the show; and my bro and i reached there at 815 thinking that we had missed the beginning....and i really hate it( no paisa vasool u know)...however having stepped in--to our much delight-- the promo of 'Karzz' had just got over (pun unintended) .......and we setteled down to enjoy the rocking time.
Almost instantly we got a call from home sounding a word of caution -about the serial bomb-blasts RoCkInG Delhi. It was basically like- take care and come back as soon as possible but the bottom line was ull shouldnt have gone today......leaving the worry and all aside; one thing i cant get right is what exactly are we, in specific, and the public in general supposed to do in a situation like that?? The 'national capital' rocking away and the tremors of terror shaking up mumbai.....
I feel that pondering and debating such issues and situations is important ; the main thing is to carry on with life and ROCK ON !!

Even though i am a self admitted zilch at music and not at all pedantic about rOcK music particularly, i must say (i am saying infact) that its struck some chord somewhere....i enjoyed the racy music and the classy performances; of especially Adi and KD....
More praise for the film are to be kept for some other time..... Until then....

NaNa...na....na..na.nana....na..na........
(hope to have got the beat right)

An Ode to "The Shops"

Last week i went to shop
and now that i stop-
and think, i wonder how it waz.
And hence this ode
to the fare on linking road.

Where; along the crowded street,
jostle many a thousand feet-
getting the trendiest of their wares.
The variety of the goods
catches even the reluctant's mood,
and with everyone in the groove;
its very difficult even to move.

Loaded till ones heart's content
begins the time worth every cent-
cauz its no use later to repent
on the prices spent;
Fickel as the stock market.
Both drive a hard bargain,
but in the end it has to be everybody's gain.

after loads of haggling
You cant avoid smirking,
But the keen eye catches-
even the shopkeeper smirking.
This takes me dear
to the point i think u'll fear.....

If both are happy with the deal,
How much were the articles actually worth?
my mind still beats,
asking- are they all cheats??