I am furious.
Today I went to he the ,much hyped Rang De Basanti. BUT wait..this is not a movie review, this is anything but that. I am not furious at the movie( which btw i could be, but i'll post a long post on that).
I feel strongly about this issue. When it says on the screen, that please switch off your cell phones and pagers(do people still use them), you are supposed to switch off your cell phone and pages. Now you might be think, "yeah right, the nation tells us to have protected sex, but i see no one buying condoms", yeah but then only 2 people are getting affected by that, two stupid people i must say. however with the cel phone thingee, the whole theatre(due to reverberence) gets pissed off.
While i was getting all comfortable in the seats, man PVR has great seats, though their cup holders need a major makeover, and the movie was great, made me laugh for the first half every second(hey wait, nothing bout the move now), every now and then there are cell phones beeping. I wanted to stand up, unzip my zipper, piss all over the crowd, screaming :WHAT PART OF SHUT YOUR FUCKING CELL PHONE DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?". yeah. right.
The first instance, was quite normal. Phone rings. Man receives the call
Hao bhai, bolo miyan?

sachi mein bhai?

kyaa yaaron...

arre bhai picture pe mast scene dikh rela baap.

potte mast acting shacting kar rele....

this went on for about a minute.
now lets analyse that conversation.
the guy said that the actors were acting well. hey why not call the news paper and give them a running commentry about how you feel after each scene bitch.

exhibit b

some real lame ass ring tone, ya know, tough guy trying to be cute, ya know gentle giant sorta thing.
Hey man, just watching RDB...

man this is awesome *beep*

sacchi?

no ways man

acchcha i'll come there and then we'll discuss about that thing.

yes and tell to come.

critical comment:
.RDB makes rang de basanti sound like a cheap struggling beer company.
.smart people can understand what *beep* means

and then there was this one:

hello

arre mummy

picture dekhroon

picture ammie

arrey chal rahi hai.

ghar aakar baat karte, abhi kya ammie

nahi mujhe woh nakko, baad mein dekhenge

hao aakpe liye kuch lane ka hai kya?

hao

hao

nakko

hao

mmm, theek hai. shukriyah

critical comment:
no comments

the same guys phone rings again

hao kya re itne din, koi phone nahin? bhool gaya kya bhe *beep*

eh chal be *beep*

teri *beep*

picture dekh roon,

it was at this moment that his pal told him to switch off his phone, and after initial protest, he agreed. the irony was, at this moment, the actors in the movie were getting beaten to death during the lathi charge.

critical comment: what the hell man. whats all this? why should he talk to his long lost buddy in here? this is a place where fatsos like me come to watch a movie,after a long time must i add that, not losers like him, talk on and on their phone. agar dost se itna hi pyaar hai, phir movie sekhne kyun aaya be.
I think something ought to be done.
Its not right. The sound reflects in the theatre and even the slightest of murmuring can be a pain in the ass. You have see the larger picture( pun intended)
I feel that there should be a guy with a electric shock machine cornering any one uses these phone. the phone should be seized and returned withzero talktime and the guy should be electricuted.
I agree if its an emergency, lik an accident or someting, then its fine, but talking on the phone as though you are in your living room, with no pants on is just not required in the theatre. I feel strongly about this.
There are a gazillion other issues I feel strongly about. One of them is to do with promoting mediocrity. Will talk about that someother time.

 


hmmm, a turn of events i see. 

its 5 in the morning. i've hazaar formular and theories crammed in my head. each theory trying to prove its ingenuinity, trying o screw the other theory. each formula giving way to a new greek alphabet, new constants, same constant but in capitals. i want to break free from all this for a while, say for about 15 minutes. I listen to this 3 times.

When you were young
and your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live
you know you did
you know you did
you know you did
But if this ever changin
in which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

What does it matter to ya
When ya got a job to do
Ya got to do it well
You got to give the other fella hell

You used to say live and let live
you know you did
you know you did
you know you did
But if this ever changin
in which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

cheers
rishabh

Hair, Exam, Girls etc

Boys having long hair is considered a li'l odd in our society. Ok it considered really odd. Some how, only rockstars and rebels are allowed to have them, and if you are sporting one, then you're either a rockstar or a rebel. Thats it.
While walking down the street, guy with long hair invite millions of stares. All the heads turn. Some giggling with laughter, some staring with amazement, some trying to figure out what the fuck you're trying to prove by having long hair in the summer heat.
I personally used to hate the giggling. I didnt mind the "OMG u look like a terrorist" stares, that was fine. But the giggling, that got on my nerves. Little girls giggleing. Old men giggling. Guys on rickshaws giggling, boys on bikes giggling. Girls in buses giggling.
I feel like going to them. smiling. Then giving them one tight slap across their face and wiping that demonic grin of their face. I guess I am over-reacting. But what the heck, its my blog, so I can do whatever i want.
And there is a unsaid rule to the giggling. Among the guys with long hair there is also some sort of hidden competition, some sort of a prestige issue, tell me bout it. I found out all this quite recently myself. Tell you more about this later.

On a more serious note. I did'nt the S R Nagar area had such good looking girls. I mean agreed most of them are like the usual "chalta hai" types, but for once you also have the ones that makes the heads turn and go like "wow", or atleast "hey look at her". One thing is for sure, they arent from my college, or atleast the boys campus. Now you might be thinking how will the boys campus have any girls. Well they do, but in a minorty. Anyways, like I was saying, they must be from the neighboring colleges, and probably from the Biology sections, because of the obvious reasons. I know I sound a typical horny 17 year old, but I'm just displaying the facts.

On an even more serious note. Today was Maths 2 a. I felt it was really easy. But...Yeah , There's always a but is'nt there. I mean if there was'nt a but, how'd this world move. How would we live without "but" in our lives. So, like i was saying, But, I comitted 2 silly mistakes, which shouldnt cost me more than 1 mark, but then you never realy know with these examiners and examinations. Some you get what you're not expecting and sometimes the opposite happens and you shit your pants.
So hears wishing all those who have exams going on in the near future, Best of luck. I have to go now and attend to more important matters.

so i had my first board exam. ya know THE board exam, the stuff that's supposed to decide your future(not now anyways after the inclusion of the competitive exams). i had sanskrit. now go on asking why i have to write sanskrit in 12th? people from andhra and around know why, and the rest go figure out.
Anyways, so learning sanskrit was a cakewalk. The reason being that I wasnt aiming for 99 marks. Its quite simple. If ya want 99 marks your have to learn for 5 days or 3 days with no breaks. If you are aiming for a 90 or so, you have to study for a little over 2 days, and the amount of time i spend on blogging and orkutting tells you for a fact how much break time i take. It's all good I think, minimal effort, not that bad results. Why should i mug sanskrit all day just for few extra marks, not that board marks matter here. And trust me gettin a 95% in AP state aint no big deal. You are considered dull if ya dont get above 93%(Am I?)
So I felt the paper to be quite easy. Left 2 questions, thats about 6 marks, thats it, rest all i answered perfectly. But now my hands are aching , coz i wrote so much for the essay question. And for all those 3 hours( 2 and a half actually, i left the hall after that), 2 songs were stuck in my head. Hollaback girl by Gwen baby and Aadat by the hugely popular JAL. Now it's extremely weird, trying to write the BHAJAK shabd roop with " Ahha, This is my shit, All the girl thump your feet like this......" running in your head, and guess what I could actully hear feet thumping, prolly my own. Man I have a problem, if I like a song, I listen to it till I get bored of it(at least temporarily). It happened to me when I heard We Will Rock You by Five, Hero by Chad Kroeger, Numb/Encore by Linkin Park, Oh this list is endless. So what I guess I am trying to say is that I have impeccable concentration(har har).

 

on the eve of my exams, i am supposed to be studying. how can i do that, when i have this in my head? 

 


these guy are the shit. they give me company in the night and help me to mug things that are beyond my reach. chips with creed is heaven. 

 


long haired huge guy walkin down the street wearing this, gives out quite an impression, dont it?