tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350209282011-12-11T13:46:33.435-05:00jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.comBlogger441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-79333553269673559142009-10-08T04:34:00.002-04:002009-10-08T04:38:04.685-04:00

पानी फेर दो इन पन्नों पर.. ताकि धुल जाए सियाही सारी.. ज़िन्दगी फिर से लिखने का मन होता है कभी-कभी...

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-49992558169855694092009-04-28T14:45:00.002-04:002009-04-28T15:48:41.856-04:00

Did anyone else notice how the commentators in the current version of IPL have been asked to call a SIX as a DLF maximum? As if the "strategy" breaks were not enough to get more advertisement money. I can only imagine things getting worse from here on, like having a sponsor name for each player as well as the fielding positions. Very soon we shall hear commentory like: That was hit by Kingfisher

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-958347938093605852009-04-21T23:47:00.002-04:002009-04-21T23:52:16.950-04:00

Please be visiting: this and this. Hilariously shitty would be an understatement.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-2337762321183276092009-04-05T04:24:00.003-04:002009-04-06T18:20:53.705-04:00

Here is a song that we composed. Will update when I have a better version. Here are the lyrics:कुछ अधूरी बातें जो ना कह सके कभी,चंद तन्हा रातें तेरी याद में जो कटीं..बातें वो कभी तो सुन जा,आ कभी तन्हाइयाँ मिटा..बन के रह गयी है तू मेरीएक अधूरी आस, अधूरी प्यासअधूरी एक तलाश.....उलझे सवालों में,सुलझे ख्यालों में,हैं बस तेरे ही निशाँ...बेरंग ख्वाबों से,खामोश गीतों से,हैं ये पल तेरे बिना..कभी रंग

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-41721623987652317542009-03-09T03:48:00.002-04:002009-03-09T04:08:17.500-04:00

I was planning on sleeping early (read before 1 am), when I read an extremely positive music review for Gulal, and decided to check the songs out. Its almost 3 now, and I am still listening to this song. Wonderful lyrics and music, and a truly unique voice (Piyush Mishra is the music director, lyricist, and singer). I still haven't checked out the rest of the album, but I guess I am not getting

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ढलता सूरज उतर आया था गिलास में, जिसे चाय में घोल के पी रहा था वो । जैसे नदी पीया करती थी, रोज़ शाम धीरे-धीरे ।नदी किनारे घंटों बैठे रहते थे वो, सूरज ढलने के भी बहुत देर बाद तक ।"गहरी बातें किया करो उल्लू, ऐसी अठन्नी चवन्नी बातें कर के कुछ नहीं होगा तुम्हारा । ""ये नदी जितनी गहरी ? "" हाँ गहरी, नदी से भी बहुत ज़्यादा । "" गहरी बातों में भी डूब के मर पाता होगा कोई ? "सिखा दिया है दिल्ली ने खोखली,

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-18990803719678656552009-01-21T14:55:00.002-05:002009-01-21T15:00:26.389-05:00

to this. On loop for two days now.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-20342926011813033292009-01-12T14:00:00.002-05:002009-01-12T14:10:58.052-05:00

Am I the only one who thought the movie was over-hyped, full of stereotypes, and not impressive at all? Music was good though.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-84932246176582734192008-12-17T21:59:00.003-05:002011-11-28T01:34:28.448-05:00

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-83553617325621002822008-10-31T17:26:00.001-04:002008-10-31T17:27:46.585-04:00

Everything that I may lack, I make up in denial.Pure genius.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-72824193740440002962008-10-12T14:49:00.003-04:002008-10-12T14:54:31.459-04:00

Watch. How much more ridiculous can these news reports get!

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-38752539656636898022008-09-02T04:01:00.003-04:002008-09-03T20:02:14.802-04:00

By far the most beautiful place I've ever been to.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-42998954193638907542008-08-27T02:00:00.000-04:002008-08-27T02:01:10.097-04:00

Go watch!!I am speechless.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-82779440562020117762008-08-24T18:28:00.004-04:002008-08-24T18:42:01.398-04:00

And a reading by Amitabh Bacchan here.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-58813962382392410012008-08-21T04:22:00.002-04:002008-08-21T04:28:15.714-04:00

Its that time of the year again when we celebrate the day we add another year to our age, and well frankly we feel we are getting pretty old and we are pissed. And tomorrow we will celebrate it foolishly.

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-5097997962107683012008-08-07T00:42:00.005-04:002008-08-07T00:55:47.017-04:00

A friend of mine was talking of Faraz's famous work "Ranjish hi sahi", when he asked if the poet was Kaifi Azmi and I was not too sure at that point. I came back and checked the poet's name, and read some of his other works. I am touched by his honest simplicity and flow. Here is a sample, the last couplet being my favorite:dost ban kar bhii nahii.n saath nibhaanevaalaavahii andaaz hai zaalim kaa

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-76648031839731513992008-08-06T16:13:00.004-04:002008-08-06T16:48:08.784-04:00

You have to see it to believe it. This is the shittiest bollywood scene ever, hilariously insane. All hail the great Manoj Kumar. A couple more scene from the same movie here and here. If anyone finds a link to the whole movie, please let me know and the beer is on me.These fabulous ham scenes reminded me of that Sajid Khan show Kehne Mein Kya Harz Hai, and I did find quite a few scenes from the

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-26279715168397912042008-06-27T15:59:00.003-04:002008-06-27T16:12:23.916-04:00

Reservation for students was not enough, so the government has issued directives to implement reservation quota in the faculty positions as well. Seems like the name IIT should be changed to RIT (Reserved Institute of Technology). At least the government has been considerate enough in allowing IITs to dereserve the posts after a year, if they do not get filled "despite all efforts".

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-56984548501309462122008-06-19T23:21:00.005-04:002008-06-20T00:06:03.672-04:00

If there is one thing that I can relate with Americans, it is their infinite capacity to talk. What amazes me is that most of them are capable of creating an entire conversation out of a question as simple as "Watsup?". Sometimes I feel that they teach this art in the primary schools, so that when the children grow up they can talk to their heart's content. Take for example this conversation I

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-39802922372596596312008-06-14T22:40:00.004-04:002008-06-14T23:18:05.981-04:00

No this post has got nothing to do with the title. That was just to convey how much I like the summers here. Have been reading some Dawkins starting with The God Delusion. Since I have nothing better to say, here is a little Bertrand Russell quote from the book that I like: Many orthodox people speak as though it were the business of sceptics to disprove received dogmas rather than of dogmatists

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-7895693606428559862008-04-06T20:12:00.007-04:002008-04-09T01:25:04.600-04:00

I somehow missed this little gem. Great composition by Rahman, and lyrics are obviously by Gulzar...Here is a translation..This is where the original post ended...but on second thoughts let me update this one to include a bunch of recent songs that I liked. The thing is that I am working for a change, and need continuous music in the background. Now, I don't really pay attention to the nuances

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-39733085250287638182008-03-03T00:02:00.001-05:002008-03-03T00:04:15.050-05:00

What a fantastic knock, what an awesome victory...I hope we don't have to play the third final :)

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-55306930837261437712008-02-05T09:13:00.000-05:002008-02-05T09:20:49.464-05:00

आज छतरी बंद किए भीगता रहा बारिश में ......बहुत देर इंतज़ार भी किया ...पर माँ डांटने नहीं आई।****************************************************पता है आज भी बारिश में उसी खिड़की के पास बैठा करती हूँ ...और चुप से देखती हूँ बूंदों के खेल ....चाय भी बनाती हूँ वैसी ही इलायची वाली....गलती से दो कप ही बन जाती है अक्सर ....तुम्हारी आदत सी हो चली है ना ।

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-21095591845663596402007-12-01T07:21:00.000-05:002007-12-02T23:18:49.627-05:00

कभी कभी जब थक जाता हूँ इस रोज़ की भागम-भाग से...तो देख लेता हूँ चाँद को...रोज़ आता है नाइट शिफ्ट पर...महीने में सिर्फ एक दिन की छुट्टी..और कभी शिक़ायत तक नहीं करता।****************************************************फुटपाथ पर सोना आसान नहीं होता...वो भी भूखे पेट..आँखे मींचनी पड़ती हैं, नींद आये न आये..वर्ना चाँद दिख जाता है...कम्बख्त रोटी की याद दिला देता है ना।************************************

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-68062134790153831042007-11-30T06:01:00.000-05:002007-12-02T23:19:37.336-05:00

"बात तो हम सबसे करते हैं, ये जो खामोशी है ना ये बड़ी कीमती होती है, सबसे बाँटी नहीं जाती।" यही कहा करती थी न तुम....आज भी उन खामोशियों में ढूंढा करता हूँ ऐसी कई बातें जो तुम शायद कह नहीं पायी, या मैं समझ ना सका.....

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-70765395006199293012007-11-29T20:39:00.000-05:002007-11-30T06:42:59.118-05:00

Woke up at 5:30 pm...Had a coffee....going back to sleep...life is good!Woke up at 10:00 am....f*** the alarm, I need some sleep....shit! I'm late for the meeting....sweet, I can sleep some more..life is good!Woke up at 1:00 pm....can't sleep more, need to go for this meeting...done with the meeting....can go back to sleep...life is still good!Man, I love my life...I wish it remains like this

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-56712449680289278452007-08-15T14:30:00.000-04:002007-08-15T14:32:00.412-04:00

Any takers for this one? Prices slashed down from 999 to 299 :)!! I wonder why...

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-37517437297390205172007-08-10T00:11:00.000-04:002007-08-10T00:29:36.578-04:00

Remember the debut song of Euphoria the band? Here is a Bhojpuri attempt at recreating the magic....finally got the video for this one! Hilarious hilarious video.let me assure you they don't come much better than this :DRinkiya ke paaapa hi hi hi hi hans dele :DAll hail the mighty Manoj Tiwari....

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-35242283695703659962007-06-21T17:16:00.002-04:002007-06-28T17:44:10.161-04:00

"When we grow up, I will marry you.", he used to say when they were kids, and even now he wonders sometimes. He ran into her yesterday, after so many years. One look at her, and he knew she wonders as well.....

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-21663537133680354512007-06-21T15:50:00.000-04:002007-06-21T16:03:36.148-04:00

"We are just friends," they used to say. And yet when she got married, he felt betrayed, and she felt as if she had betrayed him.....

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-14401338523785705002007-06-19T17:27:00.001-04:002007-06-19T17:39:36.387-04:00

"Alright then, I will see you at the reunion. You are coming ...right?", and he did not know what to say....Putting down the phone he thought to himself if he really wanted to attend his school reunion. Not that he was unpopular at school or anything...He had his group of friends and he did have his share of fun at school. Just that the mention of school reminded him of Jagruti Babu, and how he

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-70934028254007587202007-05-22T14:21:00.000-04:002007-05-22T15:52:21.493-04:00

Sitting outside the temple they play their little games...Trying to live the times that never were and perhaps never would be....In their imaginary world they get to live their dreams....they get to be the kings, the queens, the engineers and the doctors...They drive their own cars and eat good food.. Just then, a man emerges from the gate of the temple and they rush towards him in the hope of

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-11547822936859119112007-05-08T16:07:00.000-04:002007-05-09T12:20:25.965-04:00

मैं भी एक घॊड़ा हूं िबलकुल अापकी तरहबचपन से ही मुझे िज़ंदगी की राह पर दौड़ना िसखा िदया गया थातबसॆ आज तक बहुत लम्बा सफर तय कर चुका हूँबहुत से मुकाम हािसल िकयॆ..बहुत से घोड़ों को पीछे भी छोड़ा..इसी दौड़ में तमाम उम्र काट दीहाँ एक बार रुक कर कुछ देर िज़ंदगी को िजया भी था मैने..मगर रुकना भी क्या ज़माने को रास आया है कभीकस दी गयी लगाम..और घॊड़ा िफर सॆ दौड़ पड़ा..

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-82635148902448853032007-04-13T16:21:00.000-04:002007-04-13T16:26:17.502-04:00

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

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jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-32656210206773058382007-04-09T00:24:00.000-04:002007-04-09T13:45:55.687-04:00

He stared absent-mindedly at the ceiling, having already given up trying to sleep long ago. Such sleepless nights were quite frequent given the tension between him and his wife.....as if the tensions of his professional life were not enough! Look at her snoring away peacefully after robbing my peace of mind, he thought to himself as he turned and looked at her with contempt. He got up and fixed

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-32360928584174637892007-03-31T09:19:00.000-04:002007-04-08T12:10:46.912-04:00

Please take a look at this absolutely fantabulous piece of musical creation....Wonder how I missed this one!! Lyrical marvel indeed...."Maine pyar kiya tumhe reason se..Bas love hi hai reason...Sawan the love season ."Reminds me of how dogs go crazy during their mating season :)!!PS:- Do not miss this one !! That makes it two awesome videos for the day :)PPS:- The second video is way too

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-9639437405179562022007-03-09T01:40:00.000-05:002007-03-16T17:08:04.976-04:00

"Uncle, Uncle ..please suggest a name for my new doll", asked his niece while he was engrossed in reading the newspaper."Call him Natkhat"..he answered absent mindedly."What!! who names a doll Natkhat....please come up with a good one!!" ,exclaimed the kid."How about calling him Noddy? You enjoy reading his books, right?",suggested his nephew..A suggestion which was taken whole heartedly by the

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1164662119405499272006-11-27T16:09:00.000-05:002007-02-05T05:10:12.452-05:00

Sometimes I feel like playing a game. A game called "looking around", wherein I do precisely what the name suggests. I look around myself. Look at the people, their joys, their woes, their highs, their lows (My Fair lady anyone?), their pains, their sorrow .... A major aspect of the game being that I am not emotionally attached to any one of them. Their pains dont hurt me nor make me want to help

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1164107131386409372006-11-21T05:21:00.000-05:002006-11-22T17:09:33.863-05:00

She woke up with a start and looked around for a diverson in order to forget about the terrible dream. It was a pleasant day and she liked the way in which rays of the sun fell on the walls, on the mirrors...getting reflected around.. making picturesque patterns. Holding his picture to her bosom, she sat down thinking of the beautiful time they spent together, until the day he went away. Went

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1159852868056320342006-10-03T00:57:00.000-04:002006-10-03T02:30:29.893-04:00

I was watching this Monty Python flick the other day, when this crazy idea struck me. What if we had characters from Monty Python amongst us! Yes actual people who think and act just like most of them in the Monty Python flicks. Just imagine a normal conversation between say a car salesman "A" and a customer "B", where A is not your normal salesman he has been Monty Pythonized. So B comes in

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1159677650517440942006-10-01T00:30:00.001-04:002011-12-11T13:46:33.450-05:00

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1159320007535693772006-09-26T20:33:00.000-04:002006-09-26T23:43:55.313-04:00

Well with the amount of time I spend on Orkut, this one had to come pretty soon! No I wont be talking about how good or bad Orkut is when compared to other such social networking web sites, or why google needs Orkut, or for that matter how it is being used to gain access to our personal information and stuff ! Lets just accept that it exists (and shall continue to do so) and that most of us

jjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06410327105537336005noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020928.post-1159256063747530662006-09-26T03:04:00.000-04:002006-09-26T04:24:45.836-04:00

My very first post! Why did I start blogging all of a sudden you might wonder....but then if I were not blogging you might as well wonder why dont I start a blog! The title of my blog explains precisely why this blog has been created....bas yun hi!! Though there might be an ulterior motive to this...the way my life has changed in the past few weeks I wud soon be needing a means to vent my

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