Let’s Re-live Yesterday…

The bridal shower was meticulously arranged by my lovely sisters. I was quite astonished to find out ‘hypothetically’ there is an evening planned by them. Hypothetically, I started to envision my wardrobe at that very minute. That’s when the bewilderment grew in my mind. Oh Gosh, finding that perfect outfit is always number one problem for any and every girl. Especially when all eyes are on You. My over flown closet was no help and a trip to the mall had to be made. Accompanied with my girlfriend, I was able to mix and match some stuff from the closet and some from the mall. The dress was finalized, the ear-rings matched, the make up was decided and the stilettos looked Fab.

The very next morning, I had to juggle through tons. Catching up on the score of India vs. England, attending phone calls, arranging future functions, a stop at the hair salon…phew! Anyhow, it was a sheer bliss moment to see all the girls waiting at the table for the bride-to-be. The food was definitely yum-yum. Good choice, girls! Apparently the game played was the most staggering part, at least for me and for everyone else [I guess]. Basically, one of my cousins already had answers from him for 20 some questions and I had to write answers and match it. A fun way to find out ‘how well do you know your man’? My Gosh, I felt like I know so little about this dude. I mean com’on, how hard it is to know a person. Turns out, Very! Anyhow, the game was quite witty and we all giggled a lot. The answers were quite amusing from his side.

It was a perfect way to begin the festivities for the coming weeks. Weddings are such a big deal in our culture and definitely the most loved time of a year. From the elderly to the youngest; all look forward to it with such eagerness.

Speaking of weddings; saw Tanu weds Manu this past weekend. The first half doubtlessly reminded the shaadi season in India. The shopping at the tiny and congested gali’s of Chandni Chowk, venue’s, menu’s, food stalls, mehndi, shagun, baraat and so on… The latter half was dragged on for no reason. I guess the producer had to match the time length of our typical bollywood movies. Lastly, Madhavan was a treat to the eyes. *wink wink*

Thank you, Ladies!

Love is in the air…

Finally, the day has arrived to appreciate the opposite sex. In this fast paced life, it’s good to have 14th February dedicated only for your loving partner. From tomorrow onwards, folks will appreciate other things. However, today is wholly allotted only for love. V-day wishes are flying all across the world. Phone companies are relishing the endless sms’s sent on this day, Hallmark is partying hard with lumps of profit, brand new love advertisements are shinning on all channels, diamond industry is having a gala time and the flower shop is doing exceptionally well!

I walked to the nearest grocery store and gawked at the price tags on beautifully red roses placed right in front of the door. I bet the scenario is very similar at all the grocery stores, florist shops and pretty much everywhere. Companies out there exactly know when to hit the consumer hard. It’s a trap… a trap which is unavoidable. Cheesy as it sounds but I glanced through the valentine pictures flaunted by Khloe Kardashian on Twitter. Her husband did a fantastic job by sending her hundreds of flowers; that company must be feeling blessed to have customers like them!

Anyhow, this was just a bit of gossip I wanted to share with all my readers. I presume Valentine’s was celebrated by all the couples in a very subtle manner. And G’luck to all the companies out there who are waiting for February 14, 2012. Hope we stay alive by that time…

Imported from India…!

It's not oil, food, or clothing, it's the People who get imported from India. Next time you walk by the IT/Systems/Engineering department at work, stop and look around. How many Indian head can you spot? Undoubtedly, Indian brain power is par excellence. We might not have the best of dormitories or the fancy restrooms or even the local roads but we rule the entire world when it comes to the IT industry. The education a student gets in India is beyond comparison. In US, a student is ‘undecided’ on his/her major even after the admission to a college. However, in India it’s the total opposite, a student decides his/her career in 8th standard only. Considered more like a destiny!!!

Few years ago I heard stories of how teenagers are inventing games in their free time and selling it at a marvelous price. When you’re studying in India, the mind set of a student is on a completely different level. Youngsters who migrate to US for Masters or MBA consider the syllabus to be a piece of cake. Life cannot get better for them, at least grade wise. Infact, during my school years, I too acknowledged myself to be very intelligent in one of my Math classes. Oh man, those were the days! Universities in India make you fully marketable for any and every company out there. The entrance exams are tougher than you can imagine in your wildest dreams. Students loose sleep over it, skip meals, and go fully bonkers. If you pass, OMG, it’s literally celebrated with Band Baja Baraat. Well, that’s just the beginning; the reality starts with the first day of lecture. In US, it’s a totally different drill. From schooling to university to courses to graduation. A student has the leisure of graduating at his/her own pace. No pressure, no worries!

One can have an endless debate over the education provided in US and India. However, when it comes to earning money; it’s US all the way. Irrespective of how much a person earns in India, it automatically multiplies by 45 when gained in US. No wonder, more than eighty percent of IIT graduates end up making a living in US. I’m sure all the gora people envy the Indians for their brilliance. Our intelligence and rapid growth forced the most known and famous television network [NBC] to produce a show on us. You got that right; I am referring to ‘Outsourced.’ The show is fantabulous and hilarious. So, watch out World, we are catching up to you way too fast!

IT raid’s nuisance…

The hoopla these days is about the IT Raid at the Piggy Chops and Kat’s residence. My my… either the celebrities know exactly how to stay on Page 3 or the media has excelled in crafting news! Earlier the buzz was about how the chocolate boy Shahid, greeted the IT officials and now the tables have turned towards RK and his perfect exit on the raid morning. Mano yah na mano, but in India, life revolves around the B’town controversies and gossips. It’s as masala filled as a chat papdi plate.

Either the celebrities highly enjoy these nuisances or get really pestered. Anyhow, both ways, it’s chandi and sona for them. There are millions of people in this country who crave for such attention. I liked the way how PC presented herself on the premiere of her new film. She really grabbed all eyes with her entry in a wedding gown and exit as a mourner. Her frustration towards the media was clearly visible. I could imagine how she wanted to kill seven more media men…

Our country is filled with the weirdest news and we never get amazed with it. We have become completely shock-proof by now. There’s nothing startling about any new news in the media. Oh well, since there is enough brouhaha about Saat Khoon Maaf, I am looking forward to the movie. Ms. Chopra has given enough chills with her spectacular performance in many other movies. And the trailers of SKM tingles you to the core.

…and now Kat and her hoping around between Ranbir and Sallu. My Gosh, the lady needs some hardcore stability in her life. I think Sheila’s jawani is turning into desperation. *wink wink*

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…