Veena Malik ki kahani…

Boy O Boy…Stunned and stumped! I believe she’s the first ever gutsy lady from Pakistan. Veena Malik literally electrified her entire country with her straightforward remarks. I tuned in to watch her interview with Frontline. Firstly, I’d like to give a tip to the host – Please learn some communication skills before you appear again on national television. Secondly, the other guy accusing Veena and at the same time addressing her as his ‘behan’ showed the double standards. Now, back to Veena Malik! She stood for herself and fought with the entire nation who’s accusing her of going beyond the limits of being a Pakistani woman. Like she mentioned that she went to the show as an entertainer and not to promote Muslim religion or her country. Excellent point! But why is it so hard for people to digest this fact?

It is said by many strugglers that Bigg Boss can make or break a career. Veena took full advantage of this show. Clearly, her motive was to get into the heart of aam junta and a ticket to Bollywood. Too common these days! However, Veena was the chosen one who got this huge platform to flaunt as much as she can. Revealing clothes has become a fashion statement these days. If it is was an issue for Pakistan then they should look around and learn about their own youth culture. Another accusation was the extreme mushiness with different male contestants of the show. Well, the accusation is completely legit. However, given the fact that she desperately wants an entry in Bollywood, she will go beyond limits and she did! It’s a known fact; people go all out even for a single offer. Our Mumbai nagariya is extremely bewitching. Spares no one!

There are countless girls like Veena who have openly flaunted their personality and body. Take Rakhi Sawant for an example, the country has learned to develop a love-hate relationship with her. Feel free to call Veena as the new Rakhi of Pakistan. Ms. Malik seems to be going through a rough time post dismissal from the Bigg Boss house. I fail to understand, why does Pakistan always rave about their religion and restrictions [especially for women]? Why do some people choose to live in a box? Is there no life beyond religion…???

Band Baja BARAAT

A complete ‘dhinchak’ movie and extremely nostalgic. I could totally imagine myself wandering at the locals of Delhi and listening to the most non sense topics being discussed by the most vaille people. Shruti Kakkad and Bitto Sharma literally stole the show. I thoroughly enjoyed both of the characters. Walking into a wedding just to gulp some delicious food was the done thing. Muft ka khana, kabhi bhi, kahi bhi! The bee-ness two of them started was absolute fun, frolic and filled with entertainment. At least that’s what it looks like from the outside…you dig deep and it’s a chaos. Wedding bee-ness is huge in India. People treat weddings no less than Diwali, it’s a celebration which takes enormous amount of time and energy. Anyhow, back to BBB, I dreamt of bread-pakora last night. Come this weekend and I’m so frying bread-pakora’s. Fatty…but I’ll still savour them followed by a 30 min run!!! Actually a run is mandatory, regardless of fried pakora.

Every scene reminded me of my life back home. Ahh, those were the days! Under the monsoon weather, walking in a swimming pool on the roads of Chandni Chowk; waiting for the kulfi wala to scream out loud ‘kulfi le lo’… Altogether, I fancied the entire film. The duo looks fresh and promising. Can’t lean more towards the guy but Anushka definitely made her place in the B’town.

Shaadi Mubarak, guys! Highly recommended…

Justice for Jessica…anyone?

So, finally I saw No One Killed Jessica. A girl found shot dead because she refused to give a drink to a fellow who turned out to be the son of a wealthy politician. From this incident, we have established that a common man’s value is less than a drink! 300 high society socialites’s; grooving to the taal of bollywood music; drenched in desi daaru; and ‘BANG’ a girl found dead. Pretty much everyone witnessed the entire murder or the aftermath. However, the police failed to present a single witness when it came to deliver justice to the poor girl. Reason…witnesses found solace in bribe than sachai...

Totally understandable! You know why, because at the end of day sabko apni jaan pyari hai! Even the cops were corrupt. When the authorities and the judicial system itself are imposing the righteousness of bribery then who are we to blame the common man? Sabrina Lal, sister of Jessica, ran door to door; personally met the witnesses; infact, she was forced to give money to one of them and still no justice… Basically, if one’s not rich, one has no right to live..? I was so aggravated to see the injustice in our country that I felt helpless and enraged. It was Sabrina who decided not to shed one tear until the murderer was proven guilty; it was Sabrina who fought for ten straight years and still fighting; it was Sabrina who begged witnesses to speak the truth; it was Sabrina who lost her sister and later her mother; it was her! Government itself is so highly corrupt that a murderer proudly walks around the roads of Delhi or Mumbai.

One cannot even imagine how traumatized a family gets around such time. I personally knew someone who has been through a similar incident. And believe me; the amount of pressure is thrown on family members by society, neighbors, and friends leads to a simple solution. No need of mentioning the solution, my reader’s are smart enough to interpret.

From life to death, everything is bikao…

I was murdered at the age of 14

Hi! My name is X and I want you to read my story. Just like any other girl, I too, went to school, dreamt and lived a happy life. Both of my parents are dentist and we had a substantial living. Infact, we also had a domestic help; Y, he settled at our villa only. I was inhumanely murdered on the dark night of May 15, 2008. And a day after, Y was found dead on our terrace. My throat was cut out and I was bruised all over. The savages maligned me to the core. That night was filled with torture and brutality. But I won’t show-off about that night, it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m dead, na! Formality sakes, the police showed up and investigated.

To persuade the media about their productive-ness, they arrested my father. My case lured the entire nation. CBI got entangled in the intensity of my case. They also ended up arresting Y’s friend, Z. Afterwards, they brought in two more suspects who were somehow in contact with Y before his murder. In this mess, my mother ran door to door, pleading for a bail for my father. But you know our judicial system. Ek dum Jhakaas! Eventually, he was bailed out after surviving a little over a month in the jail. Physical harassment is still bearable but mental torture…! As expected, the media went frenzy over the bail. For more than two years, my parents have been running from court to court to court and no justice. Instead, they have become the prime suspects. The others were let go, finally. I must say, I became very popular with this case. I never expected to be on the front headlines. However, my parents are paying a huge price for this fame. My sympathies.

But, I’m happy here. I don’t have to deal with our inept judicial system or worry about getting raped, again. Now that I’m looking at this world from a different angle, I’m feeling too bliss to be dead…err...murdered. The evidences of my investigation were wiped out because the officials were shoved with bags of money. Good for them. My friends were called for questioning as well. I want to apologize for the inconvenience. But, I should tell you that people have found this masala news very amusing. And to spice it a bit, media throws in more suspects and makes up news.

Khair, it’s thy world, thou shall deal with it. So, has Bollywood industry already sorted out a script on my life story? They might as well, because the CBI terminated the case without solving it.

~ And, that’s my story! ~

…Another year goes by and we welcome 2011

And once again we bid farewell to yet another year and decade. Let’s all rejoice and step into a new beginning; a new decade. I bet every human body made new resolutions and plan to stick to it for the whole year. Try your best, no pressure! Last year was fantastic with Sheila and Munn… am sure we’ll mesmerize the two in this year as well. It was a year of the Commonwealth Games at New Delhi; a year of Sacking Tendulkar; a year of Sallu miyan and Dabangg. 2010 brought enormous controversies, scams, scandals, and full-on ghotala. From Khap Panchayat to honor killing to 3G scams and countless more. There can’t be an end to such atrocious things simply because no one wants to. ‘Let’s really hope to make this year a better one.’ Sounds too clichéd…right? Well, the line has to be said/written/heard by default. Same drill every year! However, bypass every awful moment, every rumor, every embarrassment, every dispute and live in the moment. That’s my New Year resolution; live today, worry tomorrow!

What’s yours? Care to share…