Rise of the Little Miss Sunshine

The Day is 18th November 2011. We rushed from my hometown to another city in quite a frenzy of events. The Granny-To-Be & Papa-To-Be are excited & nervous at the same time. I am trying to keep the mood cheerful, but I am the nervous-est of all. After reaching the destined place, as the clock seems to move at a slower pace than usual, we try to fake patient faces and try to tell the Mom-To-Be that everything is going to be fine. Minutes turn into hours and finally its 3:30 pm in our watches. The nurses & doctors are busy preparing the Operation Theatre. They rush the mom-to-be in. I close my eyes and offer silent prayers.
I have never seen the dad-to-be getting so frantic with anxiety. We are taking hurried steps across the passage next to the OT door & trying hard to listen to any kind of sound from inside.

At precisely 04:05:20 pm, I hear the sound of little cries from inside. And she is born.

Tears trickle down my eyes as I can’t control the extreme emotions. I hug her father and in silence, we both realize what ultimate state of happiness means. All eyes set on the OT door – her both grannys, great-grannys, aunts & father are on their toes to see her face.

Just then, the doctor appears with her all cuddled up in his hands & announces, “It’s a baby girl!”. And almost forgetting that we are in a hospital we shout cheerful cries!
I have never seen anything more beautiful in my life. She is a brilliant color of white & pink. As the doctor lands her safely on a cozy bed, she blinks eyes to her first ever rays of sun and glows in merriment. She looks calm & serene, as if she knows she is in the safe hands.
I lay down beside her & see her perfect profile face. It makes me realize what they mean when they say divine. She is one of God’s best creation ever.
Without anyone noticing, I whisper in ear, “You are going to be a apple of our eyes. The most beautiful, the most perfect, the most successful, the most knowledgeable that there is, is all going to be you and yours. You will always shine brightly in everybody’s life like the sunrise.”
You are my little miss sunshine & will always be. 🙂


Language is just a means of expression!

Being a part of the CrazyEngineers Forum and the social media (that you can’t get rid of even if you want to), statements from random people that are grammatically incorrect and inherently erred have become commonplace. Then again we belong to the land where dialect changes after every mile, so the actual, purest form of language gets lost somewhere amidst the chaos of one language impacting the other. My mother tongue being Marathi, I have a lot of issues with people who don’t pronounce Marathi words correctly or change the basic syntax or genders of objects around us. I used to interrupt people & tell them the correct usage. It used to be quite annoying for them & for me. That was till I came face to face with a foreign language, Japanese.

In the process of understanding the nuances of this new language and having a hard time remembering & later recalling the exact sentence formation (which was actually really interesting), I experienced changes in my way of perception.

Invention of language ...was an accident?!

From the ages when apes ruled the Earth only different kinds of sounds & snorts must have been used to interact with each other. These later put into organized formats and beautified with grammar and termed as ‘Language’.

So, coming to think of it this way, I realized that the rules of language are all defined by us, human beings & now we find reasons to impose them on one another. Isn’t the purpose of language fulfilled when the other person understands precisely what you are saying even though the words used do not adhere to the prescribed regulations? Language is in fact created to pull down the barriers in conveying our thoughts & ideas. It is meant to give us the chance to express. If not for the language, the most awesome things would have left confined in our brains.

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean. Therefore, does it really matter how we utter things when all that we want is the other person to just understand what we are saying? You must agree with me on the fact that there is that one expression, one nod, one smile, one sound or one word that conveys things almost perfectly to certain people without making it necessary for us to “describe” it to them.

Why then is there a so much clamor around perfecting a language we speak or write? Why can’t we give everyone the freedom of expression by not raising eyebrows at those incorrect pronunciations?

I guess, the answer lies in the fact that we feel bliss in the purity of the form.

I would like to know your views, so please express in the comments. 🙂

Carl Sagan Quote ‘We are one species’ – Zeitgeist Addendum

Just wanted to make a note of this:

An extraterrestrial visitor examining the differences among human societies would find those differences trivial compared to the similarities.

Our lives, our past and our future are tied to the sun, the moon and the stars. We humans have seen the atoms which constitute all of nature and the forces that sculpted this work and we, who embody the local eyes and ears and thoughts and feelings of the cosmos, have begun to wonder about our origins – star stuff contemplating the stars, organized collections of ten billion billion billion atoms, contemplating the evolution of nature, tracing that long path by which it arrived at consciousness here on the planet earth.

Our loyalties are to the species and to the planet. Our obligation to survive and flourish is owed not just to ourselves but also to that cosmos ancient and vast from which we spring.
We are one species. We are star stuff harvesting star light.”

– Carl Sagan (1934 – 1996)

I am reading & watching a lot about The Zeitgeist Movement. This post serves like a time capsule for me.

You know, just for the records. 🙂

FOMO – The Fear Of Missing Out!

A friend asked me to read an article in ‘Oxygen’ – the supplement that comes with the local Marathi newspaper ‘Lokmat’. It talked about a new kind problem popping out in this digital era. It’s called FOMO – Short form for ‘Fear of missing out’. I don’t remember the exact content, but the idea of the article stuck with me. It had a story that goes something like this –

It’s a saturday night. Nothing to do. I have no thoughts of work. I am ready to spend a quiet night at home. I think of browsing through the internet before hitting the sheets. I switch on the Laptop and open my Facebook account. Suddenly I see a flood of recent notifications on the page. Some friends have gathered at a venue near my apartment. But why? What was happening there? Then I see pictures of other friends enjoying fancy milkshakes at a trendy restaurant. Suddenly, my simple domestic pleasures start looking pale in comparison with the things I could be doing.

The flurry of possibilities set off a rush of restlessness and indecision. I am torn between nesting in my cozy roost or rallying for an impromptu rendezvous, and I just don’t know what to do.

– That was a story published in the supplement along with a logical explanation of why this happens. Out of curiosity I searched about it and found a similar article published in NYTimes and the term ‘FOMO’ listed in urban dictionary. That proves, thousands of youngsters must be facing this state of mind (though were few will reluctantly agree.)

FOMO refers refers to the blend of anxiety, inadequacy and irritation that can flare up while skimming social media like Facebook & Twitter. Billions of Twitter messages, status updates and photographs provide thrilling glimpses of the daily lives and activities of friends, co-workers and peers. The upside is immeasurable. Viewing postings from my friends scattered around the country often makes you feel more connected to them. But, occasionally, there is a darker side.

When we scroll through pictures and status updates, the worry that tugs at the corners of our minds is set off by the Fear of Regret – The fear of missing out!

90% of the people, burdened by this ever-increasing peer pressure, won’t have a clue on how to handle it. This the reason why we see so many people going out of the way to do all those things that their friends are doing. No! Really! – How could I be the one left out? 😐

PS: I agree that the image is quite irrelevant. 😛

10 Things I Learned From The Big K

Somehow, growing up & learning years never seem to come to a halt. I get to learn so many things each day. From the time I first breathed sense I have consciously thought of The Big K as a real-life super hero. I thought of listing down some points for why I feel so. Following this is a collection of feel-good thoughts I unconsciously picked up from Biggie. 🙂

1. Self Belief
What my conscience tells me is always right. People bug you all the time. They tell you that you are stupid and your work is insane. It’s only self belief that gets you to the right shore.

2. Patience
If Rome was not built in a day, how can I convert my dreams into reality overnight? It takes undaunted patience to push through all the thick and thin and watch the dream unfolding before your eyes. And what a beautiful view that is.

3. Staying cool
Decisions taken in haste and in an angry state of mind will always prove fatal, whereas if I keep my head cool, most of the angry storms turn their course away.

4. Fighting fear
Easiest way to tackle fears is to just do it and then keep trying till perfection is achieved. It’s the unknown we fear, when we fear without trying.

5. No excuses
Like they say, for certain things in life, there are no second chances. The same way, there is no space for excuses. Either I nod and say yes or I shake my head and say no. There’s no point in hanging between these two giving random excuses, because even if you do it ultimately, it’s too little & too late.

6. Talking Sense
Dumbnuts who keep chattering endlessly with little or no sense in their verbose are particularly very irritating than anything else. Talking little, but talking sense is something I’ve started appreciating highly.

7. Turning a Deaf Ear
Listening to people brag and boast about things that are not even close to praiseworthy would get to my nerves. Turning a deaf ear to that and all other unpleasant tit-bits helps focusing on the more important things in life.

8. Execution of things at hand
Dwelling on the past and unending planning of the future leads to a moment when present has become past and future in not as planned. Instead, successful execution of the work at hand gets instant results and instant happiness. 😉

9. Being Passionate
It’s the only that gets you up in the morning with an enthusiastic state of mind and keeps warm blood rushing through your veins the whole day.

10. Persistence
Being persistent with whatever I feel passionate about.


All the points mentioned above are more or less the output of using common sense. You may not need a Big K for learning those. Everyone eventually learns them the hard way.
Guess what, I’m feeling lucky today! 😀

A song dedicated to Biggie:

Theory of Everything and Nothing

I saw an awesome documentary from BBC called ‘Theory of Everything and Nothing‘ that left me perplexed and made me write this post. It gives insights on a unifying explanation that can make sense of the infinitely tiny as well as the infinitely large. The quest for finding an answer to the theory of everything is every physicist’s dream.

What I am writing about in this post is not about what this theory is, or rather what it can be in future. It’s about how even a little knowledge about the vast space above us all can make us realize what we are here for and where we are heading and sometimes change the way we look at life, starting with the daily chores.

When we know, that our presence and existence is not confined within the 20km radius of our home,  we realize that we are the tiniest possible specks in this enormously huge cosmos. When we start to understand that there are thousands of unlocked mysteries that have deep meaning and more importance than any of our biggest day-to-day problems, we know there is definitely more to life than what we think.

We attach so much importance to our mundane world and our thoughts are way too commonplace, that we forget & fail to open up our mind for it’s true potential. We often create so much havoc for petty issues like when – the clothes are not ironed, food is not ready, keys are misplaced, dogs are barking at night, neighbors bang our door at odd hours, friend is not picking up calls, spouse won’t listen to you, exams ahead and no preparation …(and I can go on like this for an hour), that it’s unbelievable how many of us live the life almost blindfolded.

And what happens when we shake our head and try to look above all this? Try imagining yourself lifted up above and looking at you from the top of our universe. What you will see is your life is just like an ant that you might see daily in your room but it’s SO miniscule that it’s life and it’s world doesn’t matter to you and you are not bothered about it. That’s how we might look like when seen from above. Think about it for a minute.

If you know what I am trying to put down here, we have to stop being so self-centered and believe in the importance of the nature. The nature’s nature is so intricate and so vast that you will be left aghast by what you were ignoring for so many years of your life.

Till next time, admire the beauty of this:

PS: 1. This is the only post in which I have used maximum number of “so”s till date. 😛

2. This is the first time I read the whole post after writing it, looking for silly grammar mistakes. 🙂

So much for striking a balance

Flipping through the channels on television or pages of any magazine all I see is Indian people copying things from the west. What I read between the lines and among the commercials between TV shows is people trying to make ‘Indianized’ versions of everything. Instead of taking so many efforts in making it look Indian and showing off as if they are doing it for the Indian audience, why not create something original?

I see it in every strata of society. I see school going kids using words like ‘Fab!’ and ‘Trendy’ who stutter when asked to read aloud sanskrut or marathi from the textbook. I see girls from middle class families who would rather be completely clad with clothes, wearing one-piece to parties. I see my classmates going through other’s song playlist and making sarcastic remarks if they see Bollywood song on it. I see Indian festivals celebrated with a tint of western culture in it and Indian food cooked in foreign recipe formats.

We try to strike balance almost everywhere, but are not always successful. For instance, take the Bollywood songs these days. They take hindi lyrics, mix western kind of music, some lead actor/actress dances on the beats which are again hip-hop and they hire foreign dancers to cover up all the space in background. The way these dancers do the steps, it’s in no accordance with the song, but they try to gel it together. Somehow I think it doesn’t fit. Like sometimes in a Jig-saw puzzle every piece gets a position, still you don’t get the picture right.

I think we go over the board with things to strike this balance. There is sometimes no specific reason to why we try so hard to mix up these things. Originality has so much value. It’s time we cherish it.

A pat on the back can get you back on the track!

It’s been over a month and a half that I haven’t written anything in this white space from my white keyed keyboard. I have had so many pestering and hovering topics in my mind and I just let them roam around.

And it so happened that, in spite of all this irregularity and laziness, I got two coolest compliments in a single day from people I have never met. The funny & jolly part is both of them used the same line to say it, ‘You’ve got a new fan!’

One of them is a guy who is a friend of a friend I’ve never met and another is a long-distance friend that I happen to have through CrazyEngineers.

I am happy to have all you awesome readers who keep giving so lively comments on every junk post of mine.

Since examination time will soon be near, I would have anyway came back to blogging because it’s the only place I feel calm. 🙂

But thank you both of you. Your pat on the back has brought me back on the track! 😉

It is NOT obvious! (for obvious reasons)

Dumping the junk out of my head in the white space here. Sharing with you a conversation:

A: Hi. Whats up?

B: Nothing. Just hanging around with friends.

A: Oh. 🙂 Whats new?

B: We tried Hookah at a new lounge. It’s a nice hang-out place.

A: *raising eyebrows* 8)Are you serious? Isn’t hookah harmful? Wait, are you even 18?
[That was a stupid question. Hookah must be having a no-age-bar tag, but I would never bother to figure that out]

B: Why would I be kidding? Why are you looking all surprised?
[B makes it sound as obvious as it can get]

A: 😕 *looks away* [change of topic]
Some another day. Another Scene.

C: Hello A, How are you? Long time no see.

A: Hey 🙂 I am doing good. You say, whats up?

C: Nothing much, yesterday we went to a friend’s birthday party.

A: Wow. 🙂

C: It was so fun. Party went on till midnight. We had to practically drag 2 of the guys and 1 girl to the car.

A: Drag? What? …Why?

C: They had too many hard drinks. Thank god I know when I booze off.
[Note that C is a girl.]

A: *head almost spinning* 😡 What are you saying C? Is this some kind of a joke?

C: *smirk* Do I sound like I am joking? Come on! Don’t give me a look as if you are hearing this for the first time. Everyone does it. How could I be the only one left out?

A: But C… *finding no proper words*

It’s insane how things, that could very well be considered a ‘taboo’, are becoming so common. People (read teenagers and ex-teenagers) find it so obvious to discuss about girlfriends/boyfriends and hookahs and using the f-word. Engineering students drinking vodka (just because they are now in college) is as common as using Google. It’s as if they are way too mature for their age or my mind has stopped accepting things some time back.

Whats worse is when they explain it you (sometimes defending themselves) by giving you that ‘Isn’t it obvious’ look.

But you just don’t get it, God damn it! It is NOT obvious!

Rapunzel! Rapunzel! – The long story cut short.

I might have gone berserk. Sometimes I scan the whole page of a website just searching for the ‘like’ button. It’s kind of weird. I know. I recently got a hair cut. I tried growing my hair. But I’ve figured out that I am just not into long hair.
I like to keep it simple. Keep is short. :mrgreen:

Yes! Exactly like the picture in the profile. 😉

Sharing a poem with you all that I found really funny.
It’s called, Rapunzel! Rapunzel!

“Rapunzel! Rapunzel! You’ve cut off your hair!
Your billowing tresses are no longer there.
That mohawk you’re sporting is spiky and pink.
I’m really not certain just what I should think.

“I came here expecting to clamber a braid,
ascending your tower to come to your aid.
Instead I have suffered the greatest of shocks
to find that you’ve cut off your lovely blonde locks.”

“Prince Charming, Prince Charming,” Rapunzel replied,
“I have no intention of being your bride.
We will not get married.  We will not elope.
I’ve cut off my hair and I’ve braided a rope.

“You came here to visit me once every day,
and promised that soon you would take me away,
but you were too clueless to even concieve
of cutting my hair off so we could just leave.

“I cannot believe you were such a big dope.
I come and I go as I please with my rope.
And so, I’m afraid I can’t give you my hand.
In spite of the fabulous wedding you planned.”

From then on Rapunzel was known through the land.
She toured the world in a rock and roll band.
And silly Prince Charming, with rocks in his head,
rode off and got married to Snow White instead.

It’s by Kenn Nesbitt from the Book: My Hippo has the Hiccups 😀

Why complaints suck

2 years back a friend once enlightened me that why it’s stupid to keep complaining. We were very annoyed by the degrading quality of lecturers we had. Every new appointment for the lecturer brought down all our hopes. Frustrated by the situation, my friends and I decided to put a complaint to the Head of the Department.  But all our efforts were in vain, because the H.O.D. simply said, we can’t do anything about it since they’d chosen the best among all the applicants and this is the best they could bring for us. We were dejected. That was the time when one of my friends told me to stop complaining. There was no point in shooting arrows in a dark room. It just made the whole scenario look more disheartening. Later, we started ‘not-depending’ on the lecturers and got inclined self-study. And this habit has stuck with me till today. I actually got to understand the subjects better than ever. Thereafter, one of my contemplation after going through many other experiences is that, complaints really do suck!

When one keeps complaining about his/her present situation, he/she starts making things worse. The world is already full of schmucks who always bring the hall down and spread negative energies in all directions.  There is so much bad going on everywhere that if you don’t maintain your serenity, you will be drowned in the muddy water faster than others. Don’t spoil the mood by complaining all the time.

If you are reading this, you are very privileged than the billions around you (who aren’t fortunate enough to be able to access internet or for that matter have the ability to read this or even know what they are missing.)

It doesn’t take much. Just maintain your cool. And think of ways to enjoy thy self. 🙂

A proud miser throughout

2 years back, I wrote a post,  where I wondered why am I just giving the money away.

And now, 2 years after that I have realized that I don’t actually give ‘that’ much of money. I realized this because, I found that money given to me, ‘stays’ with me for quite long. (unless its very, very important to spend)

I just can’t bring myself to spend money excessively. You can call me niggardly or a Scrooge. But that’s the way it is. I don’t see the point in people paying thousands of rupees for things that lack worth or can easily be termed ‘useless’. I dislike shopping (even if it is a bookstore),  and you won’t spot me eating or giving treats at large food joints if there is no such special occasion. (Unlike many I know who don’t need reasons to get out and stuff food in their stomach)

By now, some of your critic minds must have started thinking that I am just a ‘werido’ who lacks general interest in living life. But who cares.

In fact I have started believing that I like to ‘earn’ way more than I like to spend. Spending has to be kept for the things I really like. For e.g:  Buying things diligently to gift someone important.

Moreover, I don’t think that its OK to save money for the rainy day, when you ruin all your summers, springs and winters in the process. But it just feels stupid to not pay attention to the hard-earned money. I guess, one does not realize this till he/she starts earning.

Miser is definitely an exaggeration, but I won’t mind being called one. Because, when its your money you know its value.

I read a joke about this :

Yesterday, my friend’s car was stolen in night. They found it on the next corner of the road next morning. Their car had only so much petrol that it could only reach the next corner. His father is a proud miser today. 😉


A winter song – Chiquitita

6 years back on a winter evening, all of us were enjoying the ‘quality family time’ that we always spend together. On that day, We recorded a song  with my elder brother playing the guitar.

It’s winter time again, I thought I should share it here. I was in 8th standard. The song brings back lot of good old memories. 🙂

Chiquitita, tell me what’s wrong
You’re enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you’re oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I’m a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, I’m the one you must rely on.

Update: Forgot to mention that I sang this song. 😛

We don’t need no education

In all of last week, did you rest your mind on the observation that, at a constant pressure, increasing the temperature of a gas will increase its volume? No? Well, have you noticed lately that, at 220 volts, the current in the circuit is inversely proportional to its resistance? No again? What kind of ex-student are you? I have been thinking about this as parents around me are quivering in violin-crescendo, nail-biting tension, as their school-going wards go off to write their boards, and as various college students around the country are getting into their year-end examinations: all and sundry swotting up nearly useless bits of information like this to get ‘good marks’.

The point is that there is no point to this entire rigmarole. You are about as likely to use Charles’ Law or Ohm’s Law in your daily life as an Eskimo wistfully perusing a bikini catalogue. We might as well be studying – and be tested on – the complete dialogues of Captain James T. Kirk in the Klingon translation, for all that this learning is actually going to matter in our daily lives here on.

Let’s hear it again. We don’t have an education system. We have a filtration system. We go through some 15 years of schooling, learning something irrelevant or outdated, or both – and how we do at a charade of an examination at the end of this determines where some of us  will be sieved out to spend the next couple of years, learning even more irrelevant and outdated stuff in selected institutes, where the substrate that finally remains is assumed to be better-equipped to get a job and face the realities of making a living. Yet this is a system that supposedly works, producing all these minds we’re oh-so proud of. Our Indian education system, we gloat, is among the best in the world. I shudder to wonder about systems worse than this.

Unless you are one of those microscopic few who actually work with Boyle’s, Maxwell’s and Kepler’s Laws on a daily basis, what can one actually expect out of this process? Well, a lot of people have an insane focus on getting a job – a high paying one, right away.

Should we rather be learning then how to find a job without waiting for the poor sods in placement to get Lehman to swoop down and blindly pay schmucks with engineering degrees and marketing qualifications large salaries to be bankers?  Should we be told that less than a quarter of vacancies are actually advertised? Also, how to approach companies and create a job for oneself even if there are no vacancies? Even more basic, given the tragic quality of resumes in my inbox, should we be taught how to market ourselves in two pages?

Even the jobs our government and industry are promoting (“needed smart, intelligent MBAs to hassle poor Americans over the phone into paying their credit card bills, for a dynamic all night call center, transportation provided “) leave much to be desired. Many of the smarter ones will eschew employment and – hopefully- start businesses of their own. Are we equipping these brave ones with the rudimentaries of entrepreneurship – how to start a company, market it, hire people and so on? From what I see out there, at best, we prepare people to be employees – not employers.

But getting a job and starting a business are just two of the things we need to be educated on. There are other, far more important facets.

Can men be taught to respect women – and not treat them as second class citizens? Can the ladies be taught that men don’t really care about how they look – only other women do – and that 120 is far more compelling if it’s their IQ than their weight in pounds?

Can we be taught to work together on a project – irrespective of sex, religion or language of team members? Can we learn to speak up for what we actually believe in, and not stay dumb obeisance just because the other person happens to be older? Can we be told it’s good to have original thoughts?

We don’t need no thought control.


If you found this article appealing, don’t forget to leave a comment.

This article is written by Mr. Mahesh Murthy for Business India Magazine. I read this around 3 years back and it has stuck in my mind ever since.

Today, I searched for it on the net but couldn’t see it’s link anywhere. I am glad I took it’s print out back then. 🙂

I love the following song by Pink Floyd :

Wondering if it is OK…

Yeah I know, I just turned twenty and all. But somehow I still don’t feel like a grown up.
Weird questions and superfluous thoughts still hover on my mind. And there are these thoughts that I simply can’t get rid of.

I find most people around me insane. I think they don’t understand the basics of anything.
I see them blabbering about all the nonsensical stuff & doing things that have no purpose or thoughtful.
I see people running behind the wrong things & trusting the unworthy.
I witness them idolizing the infamous & believing in all that according to me, should be banned.
Sometimes, I feel like shaking them & bringing them to back to reality.

But then I think otherwise. I really can’t do much about how people think.
I am left in turmoil: Is what I am thinking right?

Alas! I am wondering if it is OK to feel “most” people are insane?

PS: It’s winter & hence the snow falling over the blog.

End of a Phase:Leavin Teenage

I remember standing in the queue for prayer in primary school. We were made to stand class wise 1st std to 1oth std. I always admired the ones standing far away. How big they looked. They would get all the captain badges and always seemed to have all the fun activities. When I turned sixteen, nothing had changed. I used to go to school in the same way & did the same things. I realized that I could now help mom get things from the top shelf, but rest all was the same. 😛

Teen age was full of mistakes & embarrassments for me.
I liked the wrong things. I spilled the beans when I was not supposed to. I kept mum when I should’ve spoke. I was always full of doubts.  I made awful choices. I was  rebellious, grumpy & bothersome. I wrote posts like this:

And this:
…that made no sense to the readers. 😐

& I even felt extremely happy as Harry Potter grew up with me.

I made secret resolutions every birthday for the things I absolutely HAD to Do. And I still have no record of accomplishing any of them.

Through all that I never seemed to notice how fast the time was moving. I was rejoicing in the 15,16, 17 all 1 series & doh I am 20 already.

To this day Life never turned out to be the way I had imagined.

“Turning Twenty” surely seems BIG! 😮

I await adventurous and a fun-filled life ahead.

PS: That’s the only picture I found that resembles me. 😛

Me & Mac

Me & Mac – We were made for each other.

This is a collection of the precious photos of My Mac.

Mac in Day

Mac at Night

Mac Revealed

Mac Input

Mac Navigation

Mac Booklet

Mac Accessories

Misusing the Powerful Media

It’s time, the greatest film industry in the World: The Indian Film Industry (IFI) look at itself. It’s high time it realizes how much degradation it’s undergoing and where it’s heading. Cinema is a very powerful media, it’s has the greatest power of reaching out to people in the most efficient way. And what effect it has!

The easiest way to get things ‘trendy’ is movies. The fastest way to ‘spread the word’ is movies. The most capable way of ‘creating awareness’ is movies. But, sadly none of that is considered while creating main stream movies in the IFI these days.

While when I watch Indian regional movies or any foreign language movies, I find some substance and something to take back from all of them.

I find the main stream Hindi Movies to be all the same. Same story, same songs, same colors, same lyrics & same dance too! I need not write more. (If you are wise enough, you already got my point) The worst part is, people actually try to imitate all of the nonsense on the big screen as if they have to compulsorily implement it in their lives.

The massive Indian population idolizes film stars. They take up or give up smoking if their favorite film star does it. They start using abusive language only to copy the style of their ultimate hero. They wear cheap clothes and start following a malnutrition-ing diet just because they find the most popular actress doing it. That’s the kind of frenzy about movies. They have the ‘power’ to control the audience.

Imagine, if we could change all that. Imagine, if all the hyper-super-stars start spreading awareness about importance of quality education and stress on the topics that lead people to take a step towards change. Imagine, if the directors continue to tell love stories with an element of reality attached to them.

There sure are some movies in IFI that stand out loud and clear. They weren’t off beat movies. They kept the tint of everything: humor-gloom-emotion-fun-action. I wish people make those kind of movies because…

Only once in a while there comes a movie that moves you and leaves a mark behind.

A simple example: See this scene from the movie 3 Idiots. I am sure everybody who watched the film took back a message from this:

MacBook In My Hands!

Today is the BIGGEST day of my life.

I am awestruck and dumbfound.

My Dad and my whole family gave me a surprise gift today.

And it’s a brand new “MacBook“! 😀

I am typing this post from this  —>


I don’t know what else to write.

I will update when I regain my senses.

Thank you so much Dad. This is the Best Gift Ever! 🙂