Sunday, June 20, 2010

Mooch nahin toh kuch nahin!!!!!!!!!!!!













Its the hottest day of the season..44 degrees..WTF...seems the distances between the mighty sun and our cute mother earth are just getting effaced. ..Are the two going around ;).....and here comes another drop of sweat droplet from my hair, following a clean path till nose and falling on my laptop...aaaa....just like the holy Ganga flowing from a dense forest and knocking at the doors of Arabian sea...........
Phew....forget it...but today’s post is about the Mooch alias Moustache alias....Its having so many names...the history of its name is as complex as to count the number of hair on your head.....

The word "moustache" derives from 16th century French moustache, which in turn is derived from the Italian mostaccio (14th century), dialectal mustaccio (16th century), from Medieval Latin mustacium (8th century), Medieval Greek moustakion (attested in the 9th century), which ultimately originates as a diminutive of Hellenistic Greek mustax (mustak-) "moustache", probably derived from Hellenistic Greek mullon "lip" ( I love you Wikipedia....;) )

My moustache came quite early at the age of 15-16....small black grass growing above my lips....i used to keep it as i wanted to flaunt it.. the signs of my youth age..but then i saw my photographs...which showed the disgust of my face due to my Moustache...so i had no other option then ..to press ctrl+X i.e cut it....

Leaving me....The moustache's history is as long as the age of man itself...Its a one of those gifts of god to the proud males...to distinguish us from our counterparts---females(among other things..lolz)....moving bit ahead...the Punjab and Rajasthan’s kings used to keep their moustache as high as Mt. Everest..Which served as the barometer of their respect...their rule...but as the time passed....the snow of this Mt.Everest started melting(no global warming here..)....it started becoming small in thickness, in length...in every dimension...and till now....I guess...it is being counted as endangered species....

The thickness and its shapes start increasing in ascending order as we move from East Asia to India...and it becomes more long and thick....as we travel to the vast deserts of Middle east..and Africa...from the thread like thin of Chun, Mun, Shins i.e. Chinese to a dense forest like thick of Khans, Pathans i.e. Arabian people...People like Charlie Chaplin, Hitler, Einstein, Verappan etc. got a special place in history due to their unique moustaches....

It’s still prevalent among Punjab especially sardars who are the flag bearers of the Mooch regiment....saviours of this Hairy thing... other people being our..Rajasthan people,some of our daily friends viz. Watchmen, doodhwala etc and our very own Bollywood.... Sardars still keep oiling their moustaches..My physics tutor used to...Sardars keep stretching the moon shaped ends of their moustaches....to keep them up.....above the sky...( i am not singing twinkle-twinkle poem here)....

This moustache has also caught the attraction of our bollywood...Shahrukh kept it in his average hit movies Paheli and Rab ne bana di Jodi...Salman Khan is keeping it in his forthcoming movie, Shatrughan Sinha kept it in all his movies...Amitabh Bachchan kept it in movie Lakshya...Hrithik kept it in Jodha Akbar....

But, our Gen-Y finds it uncool to keep this style....Girlfriends frown on having a glimpse of it on their Ranjhas' face...They give a caustic look and then act as critics aka Shoobhchintak...they keep suggesting to them to keep different looks..to look cool among aam Janta....then this depressed BF has to go to his stylist aka barber to get some work of scissors and machine..... Hair above lower lips and chin are now modified to keep that Makhi-shaped reverse triangular cut style of Dil Chahta hai.....to a straight hairy boulevard path from lower lips to end of chin...to those semi circular cuts above chin....among many others.(wow..I can be a barber now....lolz) ...

In all...we must keep a check on the decreasing limelight of moustache...being a saviour of this hairy angel thing would be much better than being a traitor...First of all....we should stop degrading people to avoid moustache...let those people love their style....We should ourselves try to keep this style for shorter intervals..Guys studying in colleges, working in offices should have a Moustache day for fun sake...keeping their moustaches in different styles...this will not only work as cool for their own image, it will help to save the low burning flame of keeping moustache....

In the end...i can just salute to the all people who are the torch-bearers of this sacred style...and love to remember those famous quotes on moustaches.... moochan de vatt, mooch nahi toh kooch nahin...etc...

Wednesday, June 9, 2010





Om Ganeshaye namah!!!....Now that's a desi way to seek blessings from god before starting any work…..but...for blogging….. I would need blessings of my creativity and thoughts..so my mind, soul n body…..be with me….lolz..

I read today's technical news...n just saw the breaking news...which pushes your desires to a new limit….which makes your toungues to wag out…..…....
Apple finally launched a new model of IPhone….and then even my desires started jumping to grab this geek but it will take sometime…but then something struck my mind…How this alphabet ‘I’ has haunted me for whole life…..

There is a long list of these Is which have take toll on my life........life of people around me….now, lets break the Ice and here goes the list of those Is that have and might…remain of my life for certain amount of time….

This ‘I’ is a faulty one but still it ate a good deal of childhood time…...Until KG class, I wasn’t aware of the Roman numerals and whenever results were written at the blackboard or somewhere…I used to read this sacred letter at the top of the board as alphabet ‘I’ and in line with it was written the class topper’s name….I always dreamt to have that ‘I’ and be among class toppers…getting thirst to be the topper and get that I but then my bulb glowed as I jumped from 1st to 2nd standard that this ‘I’ is not an alphabet, it’s the roman representation of ordinal numbers i.e. ‘first’……

This ‘I’ came at the dusk of my teenage years but it was the reason for my father’s major depression due to me….adding another feather to my chagrin….as he expected me to have this ‘I’ tagged as a badge on my life…..but I hardly cared to have it….It was the majestic ‘I’ of those 6 Engineering temples….……the divine IITzzzzzzz……This ‘I’ had shaken the time between my 17th and 18th birthday as I never deserved it because of my meager hard work…It was the time when I woke up to this liberal world and came out of that conservative sau and sharif ladka image…It was the time when I started copying my friends’ lifestyle and started trying new fashion…in short this maa da laadla got spoiled during this epoch….and that ‘I’ never became part of my life….

This ‘I’ is currently…not haunting….but its my dream to have this ‘I’ so that my above sin gets washed out…..this ‘I’ belongs to those mighty castles from where future managers come out….the mighty IIMzzzzzz…..This is the I that can change my life upside down in a blissful way and of the people who desire more then me to see me with this ‘I’….This ‘I’ requires to have those high levels of smartness and I.Q. that I have to achieve in these coming 5 months……and I am achieving my high performance levels to touch the summit of this ‘smartness’ peak….

These Izzzz come in the same package which I desire to have after finishing my MBA and want to grab them from my own salary….that salary that not even near to the money numbers that I get now…..These Is are all those gadgets lauched by Apple….IPAD, IPHONE, ITOUCH……they are still a dream for me which are attached if my that above ‘I’ comes in my life…..


Last but not the least, this ‘I’ is the one that is dreaming the above ‘I’zzz….this ‘I’ is the spoiled brat of his parents….this ‘I’ is the one with whom all of above Izzz follow….this ‘I’ is the one who wants to stand above all those Jzzz, Kzzz, Lzzzz who are around him…..and dreams of the coveted seats of IIMzz and IITzz…..this ‘I’ is His Holi Highness ME…..


Phew…not that long list…I guess…but whatever be the story…the whole Maya of this ‘I’ has captivated not only me but many other normal lads of my age….who have a life more or less…same like me….I just wanna say this to all these friends of mine….These Izzz will come and go from your life…No doubt…..they can enrich your life to new levels….but worrying for them will not bring any conclusion...Not having either of them is not the end of life…but one ‘I’ will always be with you and you have to always keep it happy….cherish it….respect it…and give your best possible….to make this ‘I’ smiling… and always stays bindaas…..This ‘I’ is simply……..you and me….as person…


Finally this ‘I’ epic has reached its end with these not-so-funny lines which I used in childhood to tease someone who just said ‘I’….

I I I I…..
Teri Girlfriend aayi,
Tune chai na pilayi,
Tujhe sharam na aayi,

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The sun had set in, wheels were in motion and i was being dropped at the station...i was just viewing end of another blissful stay at my home...simultaneously listening to the missile like scolding words of my father..as usual...which are his complaints with me....actually by this..he shows how much he loves me...and exhumes everything out of his heart that he has stored for me...aah!!..me a lucky son of an unlucky father;);)

On way to Delhi...I was catching the beautiful scenes passing outside my window...Burnt wheat fields, facades of kuchha village houses passing by..village damsels....trees..n all beautiful creatures of man n nature...Then one unusual eye-soothing n lips-smiling sight caught me at one of the stations....a child in his village school uniform was trying to drink water from his above-height tap...he was making all-wet attempts..laughing..unaware of people watching around him...unaware of his clothes which were getting soaked..bunked his school to catch the 1st glimpse of the train....I was just trying to feel his carefree state of mind....unaware of anything around...and then i asked myself

"Dude! why can't you be like that???"....a carefree soul...what i need...a temporary nirvana..exonerating all those chaos..botherings..problems....commotions...worries....fears....that have always been revolving around me....

Then, another voice came from somewhere...clearing all that smog around me...a waking up dude-like-saint...it just told me these lines..

"Dude! I am you...I am the source of all those worries..commotions....all those synonyms u used...i m also in relation with them....but perhaps my best identity is...I am the solution to all of them...Just learn to be satisfied..living in ur present...past is not gonna come back..and future is just another unknown fiction..it is just your present..and you have to decide what you want to do in this time...have this frivolous thinking like u r having now...or just start doing some action for all those magnified-but-miniature form problems....be lively with your present..it always accompanies you wherever you go...everyday is a new day and you have to end each day by giving your ultimate best to the present....this not only improves your problem past but also sows seeds for a better tomorrow... so Wake up shivu!! present is calling you.....stand up dude n JUST DO IT!!!"...

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Women--Angels or Demons????

While writing the title...i just got first spelling mistake in writing the word 'women'...i guess women have already begun to curse me up for this post...;)

Anywz...I am reading a book these days "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"...and due to some mystic incidents in last few weeks...caught my attention to write up this post....

Firstly to tickle your funny bone a bit...let me share these incidents...Last October..i was travelling by train..and i had a newly wed sardar sardarni couple as my neighbours(i was quite lucky...)...when the breakfast was served..sardar ji took sauce and sardarni held the breadpiece...and sardar ji started making heart shape designs over the bread...after sometime he started applying nail-polish to her..when we were about to arrive chandigarh, sardarni went to restroom..changed into a suit..applied a sindoor to look traditional in front of her parents-in-law..now this girl is supportive to her husband...and cares for the family as well as for her...

Same incident happened again last week..but characters(except me..) and story got changed a bit...there were no romantic acts here..the new bride had just laid her head on guy's shoulders to seek some romantic comforts...but suddenly she started complaining about guy's relatives,his family and came in a Jhansi ki Rani mode...Guy..was just doing hmmm,yes,hmm..no options left other then to face that fighting lady's menace...i m sure he would be regretting and thinking how he will live with this crying baby now...for whole life...now this girl is surely uncaring about her family....uncaring for her husband...and a true headache for anyone.....


Women-Angels or Demons...?? Well..this riddle can never be solved...Past historians, Psychologists, Scientists..every sort of human occupation is confused about this riddle..Its solution always comes temporarily like.....when she is a wife...angel or demon-confusion here.....sister...again confusion...girlfriend...confusion again.....but two relations will never give confusion...at least to me..that are...daughter and mother.....Other relations may always need some correction but these two are too pure...


Perhaps..we may never live without women(no one wants to be a gay here..right)...we are always dependent on her in these life roles as well as in our daily life..nothing eye-catching can be created without them....have you seen any adv. without women?? They are the ones to whom we try to give our max. care and they deserve this..our care is quite less as compared to what the amount they give to us...but only..if they are angels...When they come in there demon..complaining mode...it will be better to be free from them..for a while...let me think what they are behaving and then check them again..if still have't changed..better help them out..

Chaos between Angel or Demon thing may never end..but she is the doctor,she is the judge, she is the mother, she is ma durga, she is sonia gandhi...she is my sister..she is your girlfriend..she is my aunt..she is your neighbor...There demon part is always .00001 % of the whole thing...so respecting and taking care of her rest major part is the soulful duty of we-men structures...so stop thinking over this riddle and spend this good time of planning something good for your 'her'...


All Women say Tathstu to me now..plzzzzz;)

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Nokia............unaware of blog???

Yes pals...Thats sounds weird on first thought but Nokia is not aware about blogging......leave Nokia...all other cell phone makers,...take it Sony Ericsson, Motorola, LG, Samsung(not sure about this)....have all done this heinous crime...

What daffa/Crime act in english precisely to be used for them now..:P:P

and the biggest part....whats the crime..

They have not included the words "blog" or "blogging" in their SMS dictionaries(yes..T9 ones..)...It was a eye wide opening thing for me at least..when i tried to type word "blog" keeping my dictionary on..i got options as "Cloi", "Almi and "Clog"....and no blog word was there...wtf...i had to add it in my dictionary manually...guess you all have to do that now...

i dedicate this post as my Gandhian protest to make these cell companies to put word blog in their T9 dictionaries..if you don't want then add these two words for yourself..."F*** Y**"...

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

PAKISTAN IN INDIA!!!



India...yes..our ever forever happening country..INDIA....

I guess there is no other country in the world where so many things happen in a day....but these ew words will not give any idea to you of what i am gonna write now(what i am writing??..lolz)..


I read this news of this monkeyship of our 'Marathi Manoos' Shiv Saniks....who are on a rampage to prevent the release of Shahrukh's latest movie "My Name is Khan"....attacking multiplexes where advance booking of movie is happening...throwing black inks on the movie's posters....Just wanna say to all you Shiv Saniks...You are a bullshit on name of our country...

Mumbai..the city of dreams..the city that never sleeps...belongs to all Indians....perhaps these Shiv Saniks can never understand this...They still believe in their chauvinistic theories...that Maharashtra means only for Marathi people...No Northies allowed here...reserve all the jobs that are meant in Mumbai for Marathi people...don't take Pakistani players in IPL...n blah blah blah...these lazy brains can only think of such devil things...

This is all being done only for one motive..to win elections..Politics..but i believe they never deserve a single vote in elections..Shiv Sena must be banned...

Mumbai...This city is only standing on her name...due to all non-Marathi and Marathi common and uncommom people who live together in harmony. Common...like those Dabbawallahs, fishermen, autowallahs...n uncommom...Ambanis, Bollywood, Fashion people....

We say our biggest enemies are Pakistan and China....but our very own Pakistan enemy are sitting in our country in the disguise of these Shiv Sena people, in disguise of people like the KCR(Telengana man..) who is crying for a separate Telengana n all other forces who wanna divide our India....These people should either leave India or if they wanna live in India, then they should keep their mouth shut!!!....

Jaihind....(God..proud to be an Indian...)

I AM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!







12.40 am..still in office( :(..damn..who made this roster)...no work...listening Emotional Atyachaar (remix version).......Frens!! I am feeling so much satiated while writing this post after so much time... But there are few reasons that i was not blogging which will show you traits of my negative personality...but i don't hesitate to show them all.... so here they are:-

1. I am lazy... so never felt the reason to religiously do some blogging

(next song..escape by Enrique)

2. I always had an impression that no one read my blog but when i opened my blog today..i found few clicks on the 'funny' n 'cool' tabs that people have clicked after reading my blog...and I am having my first blog follower..just wanna say..I love u all...and thanks a lot for waking up this lazy soul to blog again...

So I AM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!