Hello folks...

Well its been a roller coaster ride past couple of weeks, one moment up, the next moment down.The one thing i have started believing is that having a smile and getting it on others faces makes you forget everything...sounds simple ehh!!
Well now that we are done with the customary sentimental and emotionally draining intro lines, lets get to the fun part......
Watched Kartik calling kartik the other day..well not a great movie but surely a well made movie.It sure had its moments and one such moment was where the "Safe" guy Farhan Akthar is about to do stuff which an unsafe guy wd do to Deepika Padukone..well in midst of all these things Mr.Safe gets the table lamp closer and Deepika ofcourse is bemused and asks him what hes upto? Probably she thought our Mr.Safe had left his contacts at home but naaaaa...Our Faru baba comes with a dhaasu line when u least expected..and saz.."Mei is lamhe ki Tasveer bana raha ho"..I was like wohooo..from Mr.Safe to Mr.Cool..smooth transition must say.And that very line inspires this post.

So here's my list of 5 top most mental images which are still so clear and fresh in my memory..Im so sure everyone must have their own share of the mental images...So here we go!!
The above list is in chronological order...starting from the earliest to the latest...

1) Time:Uhh..shd be d summer of 91.
Place:Bhavans SRKV-K.G-Section

Well this story is surely the funniest among all...Well the characters in it..The wannabe Farah Khan cum teacher a rotund one at that ,the junior dugguu(me ofcourse...),my chamiyaa(my dance partner..) and a bunch of other couples who were put through the torture of dancing in a school annual day function.So the story goes somthin like dis...Mrs. Wannabe Farah Khan takes us all to a empty classroom post lunch mind you..I was pretty engrossed drawing some random stuff...but i was interrupted and was asked to don my duggu avtar..But hey i was in no mood to dance with my chamiyaa..But our rotund wannabe choreographer had some other plans and made us to dance to her tunes..But i was just not interested..nd Junior duggu suddenly transforms to Sunny paaji nd gets all his moves wrong...This was good enough to p**s off my wannabe Fary babes(i sound cool...dont i?) and i ended up bearing the brunt of her anguish..Hey..but hold on!!U dont insult a 5 yr old kid in front of 10 odd other 5 yr old kids...specially when his chamiyaa is arnd..So what do i do to prove that Mrs.Farah khans "naach gaana" is so not happening without me....?
I STAGE A WALKOUT!!
Yes indeed..I just walkaway from the classroom and get back to drawing my standing lines and the sleeping lines..and guess who comes into our room with a bar of chocolate in her hand to get her star back to his performing ways..Ha ha..u guessd it right.Well feels good that at some primitive point in my life i could actually dance..and people used to bribe me for doin it...
image of me walkin out of the room is still oh so fresh in my mind..Huhh!! would lov to go bak to KG and dance in front of Mrs.Wannabe Farah..She wont be impressed for sure!!

2)Time:Jan 18th-92
Place:Maternity ward of some hospital in Begumpet.

Ahh! this one's really close to my heart...Imagine a 5 yr old kid..loitering around the hospital trying to befriend other 5 yr olds in the vicinty and trying to bribe them into playing with him by showing off his "Uncle Chips"(that was a rage before Lays came in)ka packet..least bothered about the fact that he's here in a hospital with someone whos not really feeling well..He was in his own world jus like Calvin does in his virtual world...And then he hears a faint voice of his father crying out for him...asking him "dont you wanna see your younger sister?"...and there i run excitedly..into the maternity ward...you know the expression of a kid when hes promised something and when he gets it finally..he had that expression throughout the 10 sec run..So our hero finally makes it der...runs to his moms side and oh boy...what does he see!!
A tiny little thing wrapped up in a white towel, with cute little pink nose...chubby cheeks...those teeny weeny chinese eyes..small miniature hands which cupped my fingers whenever i held them...Oh..God..Wasnt she cute!!
"Arent we naming her Angitha..?"I ask in a affirmative tone...

Thats one image permanently etched onto my memory...should be the same for most of the elderly siblings, out here reading this :)

3) Time:Academic Year of 97-98
Place:Bhavans Sri Ramakrishna Vidyalaya Class-5C.

Huhhh!! What do Hrithik Roshan, Salman Khan, Ranbir Kapoor, Nagarjuna...Abhijit have in common(apart from the dancing skills i.e. ;) )????
Ha ha..like majority of the guys we have had our first crush on teachers...Well and its always somehow the English teachers..dont really know why it is so...Might b beacause english teachers always the sauve and sophisticated types which surely are very well regarded by intelligent and smart men like the ones above;)..
So here's introducing....
Miss.Mariamma Thomas..
Lovely eyes..Long hair..elengantly dressedin sarees..long nails with beautiful red nail polish on them..and the nimbleness with which she handles the kids...Complete package..Sad part...she left the school because she was all set to become Mrs.Mariamma Thomas..Some guys are just plain lucky..!!
Ok!! i guess i shall stop here.. before u judge me as a born pervert who used to eye a lady 15 yrs elder to him when he was all of 10 :)
Ahh!! Thats one face that always remain in my memory..MY FIRST CRUSH :)

4) Time:Farewell of Academic Year of 2003-2004
Place:Bhavans Sri Ramakrishna Vidyalaya Class-12A.

Well theres always an aura surrounding those best two years of my schooling..Have enjoyed the most in those 2 years..Ragged teachers big time..Got ragged by teachers big time too..Lovely set of frnds..who still are the thickest(pun unintended :D) of frnds..Nice set of seniors and juniors...(well some might beg to differ abt the juniors part though ;) ) Everything was perfect..Its so...hmmm...What do u say!!..Uhh....yes!! Revisitable..!!
U really want to invent a time machine to go back to those lovely times..It will be surely worth a reason to invent the Time machine..And the day it all ends..Will surely be painful for all of us..but ironically we still want to celebrate it..We come in best of our clothes..Its our first foray into big bad world..We are all set to lose our innocence..and we dress accordingly in formals..Trying to be all big and mature...But the heart is still just 17 yrs old.
Neway lets get ovr d senti part..After all the naach-gaana...khaana-peena in the farewell party..What do we do?? Normally we would go to our regular hangout place FABs..But dis time one of us had a Eureka moment and we all went to the beautiful water tank situated behind our school...For those who dont know abt it..It was a water tank on a hill..which gave you a nice view of the whole place and the most important aspect...the sunset...It gave a nice view of the sunset...And we happened to be der just arnd dat time...
The sunset,lovely set of friends..and the metaphorical setting of the sun equating it to our last day of daily interactions...the last page of a lovely chapter... and everyone eagerly awaiting to uncover the next chapters in our lives to see whats in store in the darkness of the night...And after all this, we know the sun always rises the next day giving us a brief opportunity to revisit the past...and it did rise...The last weekends trip to coorg brought the sunlight back into our lives..Diminished in numbers..might be...but the core essence still holds..Love you all guys..You are simply the best :)
So sunset+lovely set of friends+uncertainty in future=Superb Mental image!

5) Time:March 2010
Place:Prasads Multiplex-Screen-4

Now how can i write a blog on mental images and not mention the very image which inspired it...Duuh!!
The only reason i would watch Karthik Calling Karthik(KCK) would be for this one scene..I know that this is just an infatuation and would be very short lived..But kudos to the cinematographer(the D.O.P or cameraman for the laymen)...ya..he is the real reason for Deepika lookin so elan..Those eyes behind the camera surely has a finesse for beauty...The orange dim light shone against the slightly kohl rimmed eyes of deepika...those wonderful dimples...her flowy locks with curls...her elegant dress...her body slightly leaning against Farhan's...sitting on the couch(u lucky guy!!!!I so wish i could be u..)
Ah! just so perfect...Kudos to the director for visualizing the whole thing and kudos to the DOP to implement it..And lets not forget...most importantly...to inspire this post.

PS:So now that you reached till here(saz a lot abt ur patience..)Why dont u pour your heart in the comments section about what you feel(it could be anything..from your mental images to u being mental... ;) )
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Wohooo!! Pune Rocks...

Back after a short trip to Pune. So a travelogue kinds..I am not some Ibn-e-Batuta without his joota though..
For starters...awesome place must say..I never kind of understood this wiki meaning of culture shock..But now i do!! But the Terrorists bhai log wanted another shot at fame, considering the way Kasab is treated it could be a natural career choice for many guys. They had some other plans for me.They kind of knew abt my plans of visitin the beautiful city so they had to welcome me with a "big bang". Well it doesn't help your case further when your mumbai bound train saz it wont go to pune. So there we go im stranded in some station in Maharashtra where by the way hindi is spoken only in Mumbai i believe. Neway i somehow manage to gather some info from the guy who was selling vada pavs at the station, he showed me a moving train in the next platform and told me dats d one. U better be running fast to catch it. For once the Vada pavs did distract me, but, No!! i had to reach pune, so sacrificed the vada pav. So here's this guy who just got up in a land unknown( to add up the gross factor..didnt my brush my teeth too) running after a train just like Kajol did in DDLJ. But hold on!!There were quite a few differences. Amrish puri was replaced by Vada Pavs,Im pretty sure Kajol would have brushed her teeth before running behind a moving train, and the biggest difference there was no SRK to hold on to my hand. Well.. thats what i thought..but na i had a "helping hand" at the right time...A Sardarji came to my rescue and played the SRK part(played it pretty well i must say). So i pass him a "Paaji tussi great ho!" He just shrugged and put his dhai kilo ka haath on my shoulders and said "Koi nahi yaar!!". Well thanks Sardar,thanks a ton if you are reading this. So finally reached pune..took a stroll at the great FC road and MG Road on the valentines day evng. For a foodie like me this is heaven..Try the bun maska n chai from goodluck cafe. Usually wen its food nothing really can distract me. But..dat wasnt the case at these roads..You have quite a few distractions...I was continously looking for a sign board which read something like "Wearing Salwaar on these roads are banned(violation of Article 362 of Indian Const.)", On a more serious note u would never see a girl in salwaar you find this heppy,cool,urbane,cosmopolitan crowd. Might be Pune being the Edu Hub has a lot to do with the crowd. Where else would you see a Girl in micro mini shorts window shopping on the roads?
But hang on..u see some other stuff too..When these same girls are driving a vehicle are transformed to this sleek hijab styled scarf(as in the pic.Those are surely prototype of pune girls..might be some school in pune) covering their whole face and only eyes to be seen..almost every girl does that..after all they have to be in touch with their conversationalist side at some point..Bcoz im sure its not d pollution which makes them do it..Well if it is..!!Then I guess dey wil have to wear a space suit if they are goin to places like Delhi,Kolkotta or for that matter Hyd too.
Well to sum it up...Superb city..Brimming with energy...Would love to come back soon.(Now thats the maximum u can extract of a die hard hyderabadi).
Chaoo...!!

MY FAILURES DONT DEFINE ME!!

Ok me back..!!
Did try my best to update my blog last week..But was working on something which would take time...A short story kinds..Ill surely put that up in a while..
Until then u have to bear with my roona dhoona sad ishtoryy on whom Pankaj "Udhas" could sing a melancholious ghazal(a tad bit exagerated) !!
Previous week has been bad...real bad!!It was kinda funny..seems like im not the destiny's child.This has always been my case..i get damn close to whatever i want to achieve but the final frontier is always unconquered, be it studies,work,ambitions or life in general..
So here i go..I work my a** off and get a "good" score..The whole world right from the clerk to the course director of my coaching insti told me i would get calls from the top b-schools of that particular university. But guess what!!
As always i end up at the wrong side...like a newbie desi on his L1 vizza driving his car on the roads in Amriicaaa..Complicated way to put it..i know!!
So i get my "good" score and the b-schools which i very eagerly wanted to get in- exercised the very principles and business models what they teach there. They wanted to take their own practical exam and wanted to see how good businessmen they are..
So what do they do, to mint money they arent really considering merit. They are counting on the desperate,recession afflicted,CAT tragedy struck people to buy in their Mangmnt seats.I guess its time to buy the Supper Lotto Lottery ticket, might b i could afford a seat if i win. But considering how "wonderfully" well my luck is supportin me, i shall keep the plans for some other day.
I guess they were kind of inspired by the new Burj-Dubai's (or kalifa..watevr it is) towering height, and said lets get our cut offs high up there, and who ends up at the top and gettin the seats, as we saw in the movie 2012. Its either cash strapped richie richs' or the knowledge rich nerds who can bore you to death. Sadly people like me are somewhere in the middle in both the departments.So we lose!!
But hey common..!!That's not the end of life..Some X,Y,Z dont decide on my state of mind- happy or sad..Its me who decides it!!
Life moves on..Some day the the creamy chocolate center will trickle out from the hard caramel exterior in the eclair of my life(ahh!! there i go about food again:D)

MY FAILURES DON'T DEFINE ME!!

Why am i here?

Finally!!! My first blog...I have been wanting to do this from quite a while now. But my lazy attitude towards life always got the better out of me.I feel good and strange at the same time.I mean there will be guys reading your stuff (which is the good part) and there to judge you(strange part) on the basis of what you write.
Well lets lay the ground rules then...What can you find here?Well...you will find my thoughts here(oh is it..!!-saz u :D)My thoughts on everything movies to music...to life in general..to the situations around us...everything which interests me.All this with loads of satire and sarcasm thrown in..and with a dash of humour(hopefully it shall make u laugh).
Well i should thank the guys who inspired me to do this.My bro,frnds(koundi and gabs).Their blogs really inspired me to get one for myself.Hopefully i will b regular in my posts..this is a part of my new year resolution..so you could expect a nice flow of blogs at least in the Ist half of the year :)

So here we go.....BOOM!!Ok that was the thud of the nariyal....south indian u c on top of dat a mallu...im obligated to the nariyal devata for the future well being of this blog and me.