ZNMD - A magic packed in a blockbuster

               A lousy afternoon and with no useful work to be done on a saturday ( an off from office), I decided to watch a movie. And it struck me that i had lately got a lot of surprising  looks from my friends when they asked me if i watched "Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara" and i replied a "NO". So with a decision to not see those looks again i chose my movie for the afternoon which would kill my boredom and as you never know after watching the movie i realized that i had spent my afternoon usefully.

              So you must be thinking that i am going to write a review on the movie. Oops no and obviously am not a critic to write a review. This blog is mainly how i felt on watching the movie and how i related it with my life.
ZNMD ( pardon me for the short form ) - a 3 hour fun filled movie that touches many points in our life basically friendship, love, money, career, balancing personal and work life and above all at the end teaches you to enjoy every moment in life and indeed as my favorite one liner says: "Live life to the fullest as you get it only once and there are no second chances" . The idea of going on a road trip to a strange country for a bachelor trip and obviously for some personal reasons was actually a nice idea.  The light moments when jokes were cracked were indeed so natural. I mean that's how it is when we are with out close friends, we hit on a note where we start pulling each others legs and crack a subtle joke and burst out into a laughter for like 5 minutes and later over the years while sitting alone think about those moments and miss them.
The instance where Arjun ( Hrithik ) gets out of the car to hold a video conference and the scene where he cuts the call from his work actually happens a lot in our daily lives. And i guess thats where i realized that sometimes you need to keep your work aside and give time to yourself. The instance where Kabira (lol ) tries to make things even between Arjun and Imran ( Farhan ) could also be related to our lives so many times we play the role of kabir in our lives or have friends who have played that role. The entire movie actually made me go back to the moments in my life where my friends taught to me enjoy life and moreover made my moments in life so enjoyable.

               The role of Laila ( Katrina ) , the girl who gets mesmerized in the sea and finds it a means of meditation made me feel that the thought of doing things that we love the most, for example, writing, singing is a means of meditation and helps us cope with the daily pressures. Maybe thats the reason why when i put on the earphones to listen to music on my way back home from work i am relieved from the stress i have everyday. How can i forget the 3 adventurous stunts? Each of those stunts was portrayed so well and the meaning that was to be understood was in its way very well depicted and understood. Well actually there are so many things in life that we are scared of and then only when we try it out we overcome the fear. This is a basic thought which may have been emphasized everyday but then if you take a glimpse over this thought you actually realize that when we were 3 years old we were scared to ride a bicycle and only when we actually drove it did we overcome the fear. And life too has a lot of challenges which can be overcome only if we dare to face it.
                                                          Pighle neelam sa behta ye sama,
                                                               neeli neeli si khamoshiyan,
                                                    na kahin hai zameen na kahin aasmaan,
                                                         sarsaraati hui tehniyaan pattiyaan,
                                                      keh raheen hai bas ek tum ho yahan,
                                                                    bas main hoon,
                                                   meri saansein hain aur meri dhadkanein,
                                                        aisi gehraiyaan, aisi tanhaiyaan,
                                                                aur main… sirf main.
                                                    Apne hone par mujhko yakeen aa gaya.

                  Many a times in the lives that we live we hardly find time to sit back and think about ourselves. I thought about my life when i watched the movie. I saw the intrinsic detail that the movie wanted to display and realized that life is a magic bag filled with goodies, some easy to open and find the secrets and some not so easy however not impossible as well . So live life, Take decisions, Sit back, Think about yourself and the people you love, Give them time, Face the challenges, Sulk about it but at the end of the day come out triumphantly.  That is what life is all about. Indeed ZNMD was a magic packed in a blockbuster and i totally loved it...
                                 Dilon me tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
                               Nazar me khwaabon ki bijliyan leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
                                                Hwa ke jhokon ke jaise aazad rehno sekho
                                             Tum ek dariya ke jaise lehron mein behna sekho
                                                Hr ek lamhe se tum milo khole apni baahein
                                                Hr ek pal ek nya sama dekhe nigahein
                                 Jo apni ankhon mein hairanian leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
                                  Dilon mein tum apni betabian leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum

Being Vada Pav Frenzy.....

                     Its been a long time since i have blogged and since i couldn't hit on the right topic i haven't blogged. But yeah now i recently had a super cool experience and hence i ended up blogging it. The other day i left office early with my friend and on the way to the station we saw a frankie shop . Being lovers of frankie we decided to stop by and taste one as we had time before our local. We ordered for a butter chicken frankie  and a schezwan  chicke frankie. I suddenly noticed and was indeed amazed to see a board which said "VADA PAV @ Rs: 15".
Excitement ran through my veins as i saw my favorite dish being sold there.

                    For a second i thought that i was standing in front of the vada pav stall in pune opposite J J Garden. I must say they are the world's best vada pav walas. Entire pune throngs to taste his vada pav. Okay before i mention my excitement about tasting the vada pav i must say that this is one of the famous maharashtrian dish . Although  this dish seems to be very simple, over the years i still haven't tried to figure out why am i so crazy about it. I remembered the college days in Pune, it was almost  everyday that we had a vada pav. Coming back from my dream to reality i realised that i was not in pune and neither in front of J J Garden. And hence i hesitated a bit before planning to taste Vada Pav in Chennai. I decided that i could take a risk to have a vada pav and atleast in my mind move to Pune for a few minutes till i finish my Vada Pav.
                   And so i took the risk of tasting the vada pav in chennai. As i took the first bite i forgot i was in chennai and drifted to my memories of pune. And truly the risk was worth it . As a matter of fact the vada pav was not that bad. Obviously you cant compare it with J J garden's. On my way back home i realised that a single vada pav bought a smile on my face and so many memories filled  with it. I still haven't figured out why this dish makes my mouth water even if i have tasted it a hundred times. But yeah thanks to that snack i could visit my city (Pune)  through its taste and thanks to my friend too who accompanied me a helped me taste it. And so i decided that day that if i ever miss pune again i might as well grab a vada pav :).

I AM JUST A WOMEN....

                                  The recent incidents in our country keep showing the grave reality of INDIA. India no doubt has moved way ahead from being a under developed country to a developing nation. But there are so many issues that tell us that India is way too behind in progress. The rate of crime in our country has taken a massive toll. Women still remain to be the victims of heinous crimes. In the olden days women were ill treated, then India was in the captive of the Britishers. Today, every year we blow the trumpet and awaken into a new year to enjoy our freedom on the 15th of august but we need to stoop and ask ourselves "Are we really free in a free country?" "What is the meaning of independence and freedom to each one of us?" "Do we wake up every morning telling ourselves that we are going to have a great day ahead or can we assure ourselves of it?"


The truth is that our nation is still gravely fighting and the dark deep truth is that India still remains to be backward in being human, in being able to understand our citizens problems. It has closed its ears to justice. India suffers from having a jurisdiction that guarantees justice in a minimum of ten years to a maximum of 'you never know when'. 


I recently watched the movie called 'No one killed Jessica". I must say it is a must watch movie if everything said in the movies is true. It took  11 years for her to get justice. She was shot to death for no reason. The other case was that of priyadharshini mattoo. In her case she was brutally raped and murdered reason 'obsession'. The growth of the IT industry has lead to a rise in the question of safety for women. Although every organisation promises in safegaurding their women employees and provides various tips to be followed for the same, the loop holes have to still be fixed. A recent incident in Chennai, Tambaram left me shaken made me think about this issue over and over again which is the reason for this blog. A 37 year old women, a mother of a small girl was on her way back home in a share auto. The share autos of late have become a daily means of commuting for the people in the city. This women was raped by 3 men which included the auto driver and murdered. All these heinous crimes make us realise that no criminal thinks twice before commiting a crime. The reason is he knows by just swanking a few hundreds of Rupees he can walk free once the public and  the media become cool about the crime and the case. Is there a way to get into the mind of a rapist or a murderer? Does he really do it for pleasure or is he really some kind of a person who needs some mental treatment? Whatever the reasons may hold they end up destroying the life of the victim and leave their families shattered. There has to be a law that must severely punish such perilous criminals which should make each criminal think before he commits a crime.


Dont we the female sex of the society feel uncomfortable when we walk out of the house and find hundreds of eyes of the opposite sex luring us?
While in the crowded bus which we travel to reach our places of work or college dont we get touched by thousand of those creeps who travel in the buses just to perform this as their daily duty?
A lot of questions still remain unanswered and which only time can answer.
I am just a normal girl, a women who wants to wake up every morning and live my dream of living in a free and safe INDIA.


A women plays different roles in our lives. A life without her in any form surely makes a difference in our lives. Treat her with respect and make her feel special thats the best gift you can give her.         

A 10 year old scooty, two girls, hot summer afternoon,a wide Raj Bhavan road and the burning and scorching heat.

                                 It’s been a real long time since I have blogged. Well, it’s my 3^rd blog and again I am up to writing about an incident that happened on one of the main roads in Chennai. And incidentally I was with one of my cousin’s that day. My little cousin Andrea was celebrating her 3^rd birthday and I was invited. I was apparently in college that day and took a half day off from college. To my luck I caught an AC bus (Thanks to the considerate govt of TN) and was enjoying the ride when my 17 year old cousin Cecile called me saying her phone was dumped with virus and that she wanted to give her mobile for service. Luckily her phone was still under warranty so we  decided to take it so the authorized Nokia Service centre.

                              Being a hosteller in Chennai and  a resident in one of the hostels in the most remote part of Chennai, I barely had any knowledge of the city and its shops. Though I promised my cousin that I would help her in all the way I could, I knew deep inside that it was indeed difficult. I reached my uncle’s place in Saidapet and my cousin was ready to go to the service centre. I had no idea as to how we were going to make it. After enquiring to a few friends about the whereabouts I had decided that the best option would be to hire an auto. To my astonishment my cousin had asked my aunt whether we could use her scooty and my aunt had agreed to this. Driving was never new to me. I had owned a two wheeler license for 6 years but the thought of driving on such a wide road with almost a quarter of chennai’s population commuting on that road made my heart skip a beat. It was an embarrassment if I said I couldn’t drive and I would have failed to meet my cousin’s expectations. I had no option left but to take this risk. She handed me the keys and after a bit of intimidation by my aunt we started the scooty( say a rugged vehicle).  The mechanism to ride the scooty, as instructed by my aunt was this,

 Aunt : Just hold the brake and kick start the bike.

 Me and my cousin ( with weird looks): Okay aunty we will take care.

                We got out of saidapet to the main Raj Bhavan road with much difficulty. Having no idea of any of the shops there we moved on. I told my cousin that I had seen a Mobile store and we could check out there. We failed to realize that we had actually missed that shop a few yards back. We were enjoying our new found independence when suddenly I realized that I had forgotten to carry my license with me. On seeing a cop I raised my scooty and drove with a speed that the scooty had never been driven at. My hands started to tremble when I saw two cops catching people without helmets. I suddenly felt my head was warm which made me realize that it was the heat and I didn’t have my helmet  L. After crossing around 20 shops ahead of The Mobile Store did we realize that we had actually crossed it? We decided to finally take a U- turn and reached the shop. Heaving a sigh of relief and thinking that our excitement was over we enquired and the shopkeeper said that we had to go Nokia Care that was situated on the same road opposite to some college. My cousin encouraged me saying that since we had driven so far we could make it.  We drove and drove but couldn’t locate the college nor the shop. After driving back to little mount and getting scolded by all the people on the road from the auto-drivers to bus drivers we reached a point where it was written in bold letters “WAY TO T NAGAR”. TNagar is like the hub of shopkeepers in chennai. We thought we may find the shop there but to our dismay that option was a waste. We finally landed up buying a few accessories and returning back home.

       While reaching back home we were questioned on why did it take so long? We couldn’t tell them the actual reason or we knew we just could never roam around like that. My cousin just looked at me and winked and I knew that it was the best possible ride I ever had in Chennai. J