दोस्तोन के दर्मियान हसाती हुई जिन्दगी

Some days are just meant to be special. You don't know how time just flies and the whole day is over in a jiffy. Like yesterday, when we friends were together for sweets a friend brought from home, and a dinner that followed in an ergonomically discomforting restaurant for tall blokes like me. It is the company that makes any sort of discomfort fade away with bouts of laughter, leg-pulling and an overall warmth. I am blessed to be in company of such friends.

Drinking is one such topic which has a lot of hues associated to it. While talking about whether the booze or the talk of it gives a high, I came up with the first line of this Shayari... and asked my trusted friend from Delhi, Shweta(who gets an equal credit of this post) to complete it.

Might seem as if i am boasting, this one time i won't deny it. I am proud of my Hindi abilities, which I think i proved throughout the day.

Anyways Aadaab Arz hai...

बातों से जो चद्ती ... तो कमभख्त कौन पीता
बातों से जो चद्ती ... तो कमभख्त कौन पीता
आप हमारे साथ होते; तो मरने से कौन डरता!

Hope you guys have something to tell me about this post.

Cheers
~Sanju

Of runs, recession and daddu... 

The week current and past has been full of runs for Team India, be it the costly ones in the 20-20 matches, or precious ones in the ODI's.

If sachin gave an early gift to his fans celbrating ID on Sunday 8th Mar, Sehwag failed to dissapoint by gifting a timely HOLI present by scoring the fastest ton by an Indian and in the process sealed the NZ ODI series in India's favour.

Now whats recession got to do with it? Well a poster got all my attention in the match's highlights.

'No Recession, No runs'

And now who is Daddu, it's one of the brilliant new ad from 'Mentos' mint, that's aired these days on TV. I just love its theme. Though at the risk of being accused for unwarranted promotion of the ad, I feel like embedding the same here.

Sometimes, its only the little things that bring joy. Well here's mine

Cheers

Sanju

Such a show … Guys

On the Augustus occasion of the 75^th anniversary celebrations of Kannada film industry, I have this feeling of pride and joy to come to terms with the rich history and tradition that the Kannada film industry has carved for self. In some ways I guess this is the sole reason why I decided to stay put at home in front of the idiot box. I eagerly woke up from the lazy Sunday afternoon slumber to watch the 3 day event get inaugurated.

Though I know it's easy to sit and comment about the show, frankly speaking the initial parts of the show was annoying really. Speaking with some experience of organizing events, I know how easily the 100^th unnoticed event can occur washing away all the other 99 items that would have been meticulously taken care of. Taking the scale of the event being and the caliber of the list of invitees into account, sitting on my couch I so hoped that the event turned out to be a superb one.

Some glaring short comings that make me write this:

• I really cannot decipher the logic of how 75 look-alikes of Dr. Rajkumar can share the same stage with personalities like Chief Minister of the state, Guest of Honor Kamal Hassan, other major stars, politicians who themselves formed a formidable 20-30 number of people on stage.
  
• Atleast basic things like having the garlands, ready for these dignitaries should have been done.
  
• The scene of huge number of unwanted people literally being warded off by our CM was deplorable.
  

The list can go on… but I know what to stop where. Did I forget to mention that this event was held in front of crowds numbering to lakhs of people? I guess the MBA mindset sometimes makes me critique a bit too much. The post got worded in my mind as I was watching the event unfold. But it all stopped when Kamal Sir started speaking in Kannada and the rest of the event went on as if there was never a glitch.

In all after having grown up on these classic matinee entertainers, to see an occasion like this celebrated is delightful. With wishes galore for a super 'Amrita Mahotsava', here is me signing out!!!

Yearning for Floyd

Have been watching videos of Pink Floyd from the past 2 hours continuously, don't know why I am, frankly speaking I don't need a reason anyways to watch Floyd.

It’s now been close to 10 years since I've been sharing my highs and lows with Floyd. There are probably umpteen factors, that Pink Floyd has in it to attract and keep me captivated. I've never really ventured to know more about the actual story about how, why and when they decided to part ways. Never actually felt I should, as just their music was good enough.

Guess, yesterday night was destined for this when I arbitrarily started viewing videos one after the other and more. Very fact that Floyd is not like other rock n roll bands to whom drugs, alcohol is a major factor in Pink Floyd having such a long lasting loyal fan base I guess, of course not to mention the musical brilliance. Having said that I do understand that at some point of time, psychedelic music was used as stairway for drug peddlers and misguided youth generation at large. The point is Floyd went high on producing the kind of music they did and this high percolated into their listeners in various forms. 

Us, ordinary people and them extra ordinary men. Ego, everyone has this and when we talk about creative geniuses like Roger Waters and David Gilmour, them not having it will be a pleasant surprise. Anyways one desire like some other hundred thousands of them will be to see them all live in a concert sometime. I so hope the reunion happens and fans round the world get to see them once again, before the band becomes totally defunct.

Until then like Roger says, 

"You can bet The Dark Side of the Moon will still be on the charts."

Keep Rocking
Sanju