The Hero of Romance!

               

Challa hansda phire

Challa rounda phire

Challa gali-gali rulda phire………………..

The Hero of Romance is back! His eyes, his smile & his charm when comes in a single pack, it’s fruitful & not fulsome even at the age of 40 plus. He fawns on camera the way no other actor does. You may not just ignore him. He makes you feel love, he makes you shed tears, he clefts your heart apart, he makes you fall prey & bluffs again. 

You must be thinking me a big FAN of him. Yes! I’m or I have become…………ummmmm……….after this video.  ;)  Again, don’t think otherwise! Albeit, I realized my love for him so late but he was never rolled on to the ‘I don’t like him’ directory. It was just a matter of…………..   ;)

He started his career with television series Fauji which earned him critical acclaim & career in Bollywood with a debut in Deewana. I have grown up watching him as a successful Bollywood star. By that time, I didn’t know what makes an actor a successful star & why should I love him. As gradually, I was growing; I realized his persona as someone with big fan following. But, even then he always left his impact as an actor who knows how to make you glued & associated with the character. He doesn’t only discern the character of his film well but his audience too. 

When he romanced with his ladies in Dil Waale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge, Dil To Pagal Hai and Kuch Kuch Hota Hai- It felt like romantic characters must be played like this, what’s the big deal! Lucky man!! His every movie makes him win a Filmfare Award! But, now I got that he was not a lucky man but a dedicated actor willing to work relentlessly.

I am more inclined toward stories with substance & importance their characters hold with them. But then; romance, comedy, horror & other genres also hold their own importance. We as an audience want everything & don’t want any boredom to exist with a decade telling stories of just one flavor. Hypocrite people!  ;)  And, I must confess that I love love-stories & that too where there only circumstances play a villain. I don’t like Dishum Dishum. Thumping, whipping & punching. No!! It’s very rare and when story is rare too.

As I started getting little more mature, his critically acclaimed films were in the showcase. Swadesh, Chak De! India, My Name Is Khan. He played them beautifully & won laurels. I was in love with his characters.

Then, there are Om Shanti Om & Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi. When he proclaims his love for the lady, every lady sitting amongst the audience wishes a guy like him in her life. No?  That’s what charisma is all about! And now, I fell in love with romantic characters too.  

His recent one, Ra.One failed to bring success to his kitty but that doesn’t lower his grade anymore. Life is all about achievements & failure and the one who rises above them is worthy of exaltation.  

And………………..with all above praise & honor to our loveable Baadshah, you must be groping in darkness with the curiosity that what was that matter which refrained me fell in love with him??? He, as a person? No, No, not et all! (In fact, what I believe, his personal life gives him prowess to perform romance with his co-actors.)

What I didn’t like about him was……………….

His long tresses with fringes over the forehead! Aiyya!! I don’t like guys with long tresses, a Big No! And when, if I’m not wrong, he came with a fresh look in Kal Ho Na Ho with tresses fully chopped off, I uttered ‘he is looking smart’. Hahaha! After that film, I started liking him. I mean, if someone would ask me about my favourite hero; Shah Rukh Khan is one of them. Don’t smile at your bench, please!

His upcoming movie Jab Tak Hai Jaan- The Poem has made me fall in love with this actor who is 40 plus & who still rules our heart. When I saw its video, especially the Challa one, when he romances (again) with his (own) character & when he jumps with fist toward the sky-it sells ‘I am still Young’ spirit. And, with that I keep uttering- ise kehte hain SRK (this is called SRK) & keep humming the song.

I just want to say- Tera wo hasna rulana

                              Tera wo dil jeet ke le jana,

      Nahi bhulenge tujhe

                              Jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan!  :)

Love is Blissful!

Love is blissful

yet it hurts you.

Love is bashful

yet it cages you in its arm.

Love is a deep-ocean

yet it makes you fly.

Love is not devoid of expression

yet it needs your expression.

Love is not comprehensible

yet it means to you.

Love is precious

yet it is priceless.

Love is a flow

yet it holds your tears with tender.

Love doesn’t go with colors

yet it is full of hues.

Love is irresistible

yet it bonds with you.

Love doesn’t happen with everyone

yet it happens to everyone.

Muscle the shoulders!

It was a first clash over economy between Mitt Romney & Barack Obama for the Presidential Elections. Both contestants were competent enough to contend the nomination of each other & why they deserve more to hold the responsibilities of an economy going through the crises.

Well! This post is not about the efficacy of any of the two contestants of US Presidential Elections, in fact, what I am concerned toward  is something more imprinted on & apropos of to us (Indians).  

If you would have gone through the debate of these two prominent personalities even for a short while, you must have noticed that they were there confronting each other & theirs policies and strategies over a single podium where they are hardly aware about the points which will be going to put in by the rival. It’s more of an extempore & less of a debate. Unlikely, their Indian counterparts who are always busy to take advantages over the errors put by the rivals on a public interface, they (American politicians) seemed to be mulled over the situation in advance. When there is a debate over the future of an economy it is very obvious to pin-point the loopholes of the opponent & especially the ruling one, but if the other party lacks the vision to offer something other than restructuring the workings of the ruling party, it’s nothing more than a filthy politics.

Our politicians talk more about the loopholes of the opponent party instead of endeavors they have manoeuvered to tackle the situation. They plan their strategies while bringing out shortcomings of the other party which confines their function of planning in advance & portrays their actual concern toward the safety of the Prime-Minister kursi instead of the well-being of the aam-admi. And, it’s really pathetic!

Every one of us (aam-admi) is mature enough to comprehend the dilemmas a ruling party has to go through while meeting out the tasks. We are not in a delusion that our every wish would be performed but at least offer something concrete to us which might give us a reason to back you. If they think that their rhetoric speeches are going to work every time, it’s high time to muscle the shoulders. Don’t try to fool us! We want results. We want development, education, sanitation, safety & relief from inflation.

Don’t Worry! Be Barfi!

Barfi! is a syrup with sweetness as its name is. After Rockstar, Ranbir Kapoor is playing a deaf & dumb guy where he isn’t supposed to scream even once. It’s a silent movie full of emotions with sweet background music instead of loud drumbeats.

Life starts on a mute mode for Barfi! nee Murphy (with a ponytail on his nape), played by Ranbir Kapoor, but there are many moments where he makes you laugh with Charlie-Chaplin, Raj Kapoor & even gestures of Mr. Bean having taken handy by him.

Barfi! is a very confident guy who doesn’t ponder a lot & proposes his love Shruti (Ileana D’Cruz) just after a meeting. Shruti has been in Darjeeling for holidays. He makes her learn the real meaning of life. He is a strange guy who tests the real friendship standing underneath the tree going to fall down & doesn’t spare even his love Shruti & Jhilmil (Priyanka Chopra) where Jhilmil fetches the key to his heart. His life takes a twist with the entry of Shruti. He serves his heart before her but she chooses her fiancé Ranjeet who is blessed with a normal personality.

His hardships bring another twist to his life with Jhilmil (Priyanka Chopra), his childhood friend, who is mentally-challenged & has been abandoned by her parents. Jhilmil belongs to a rich family & could be a source of money for his father’s treatment for kidney failure. Barfi! plans to abduct Jhilmil & to loot a bank but that all bring a roller-coaster in his life.

Film becomes predictable with the love-triangle story when Jhilmil feels her love towards him but all that is worth watching with the stupendous performance by Priyanka, the talent hunt. There weren’t any ‘Wow!’ moments which leave you with any unusual feel but all through the film there would be a cute smile in your face.

Shruti enters again his life, as Mrs. Sengupta, to bring the melodrama which makes Jhilmil feel ignored & she leaves Barfi!  All this bring complications for him. The (ghatiya) police officer (in a novel) runs after him for all his life & gets just a trimmed off waist.

Film ends with a wish desired by Shruti but not meant for her. Barfi! & Jhilmil passes away without leaving anyone behind.

Anurag Basu has done a wonderful direction. The moment you feel emotional your tear would drop but with a note of laughter & happiness thanks to Barfi!, his wittiness & charm. Every single character of the film has done justice with his/her job irrespective of their term. Casting has been done beautifully as Rupa Ganguly was looking the real mother of Shruti.

Barfi! is a witty & charm personality full of goofy ideas who doesn’t complain to destiny. Jhilmil portrays a childlike girl who is full of emotions & knows who the one is really like to. Just like every girl she pampers her love, fans him during dinner, knits a sweater for him & even changes her outfit. She is a mentally-challenged girl but dares to challenge Mrs. Sengupta to not let her love take away. Shruti was in a labyrinth who to choose & never able to come out of her inhibitions, & when she dares it was too late. 

Film leaves you with a lighter note on every single para written for it. Its songs blend on to the film like poetry. There aren’t enough dialogues even when Shruti & Jhilmil can speak. All through the film, Jhilmil speaks only- Barfiiiiii!, but all that was worth of it.

A truly commendable job by everyone makes it a must watch piece! Enjoy it with your family having popcorn & leave Cinema-hall with smile.

Ganpati Bappa Morrya!!

 

 मैल  से उत्प्पन  हुआ
 मन से मैल मिटाए ,
रूकावटों की दीवारें तोड़े
और हृदय में बस जाये।
है लम्बा उदर उसका
गज जैसा उसका स्वरुप ,
व्यंग का विषय जो समझा
हुआ चंद्रमा का रूप कुरूप।
व्यर्थ है धरती का भ्रमण
जिसके मात-पित्र हैं जग स्वरुप,
इस विशालरूपी की शरण में
तुच्छ मूषक भी है बहुमूल्य।
यह है वही जिसे प्रिय हैं मोदक
जिसने तोड़ा घमंड कुबेर का
भूल की जो साधारण समझ,
जग का स्वामी, जग का सेवक।
विघ्नहर्ता विघ्नविनाशक
गणपति गणेश गजनायक।।

वक्रतुण्ड महाकाय सूर्यकोटि सम्प्रभ:
निर्विघ्नं कुरुमेदेव सर्वकार्येशु सर्वदा।। 

गणपति बाप्पा मोरर्या, मंगल मूर्ति मोरर्या।।
  
Happy Ganesh Chaturthi!!

Pasta with Mushroom Sauce

125 gm Del-Monte Gourmet Spirali Pasta

1 medium Onion

3 green chilies

1 small tomato

2 medium tomatoes chopped

6 pieces of mushroom

1 broccoli

1 medium capsicum (cut in cubes)

14 almonds

1 cup cream

1 tsp Del-Monte Tomato Sauce

4 tsp cooked oats (Quaker Oats Homestyle Masala)

Dark Chocolate to garnish

1 tbsp oil

Desi ghee/ butter (prefer Desi ghee)

Sail to taste

Cook Spirali Pasta in boiled water with pinch of salt & oil for 10 minutes. Stir occasionally. Drain water & spread oil on pasta & toss it.

Boil Mushroom in water.

For Mushroom Sauce:

Fry 2 pieces of boiled mushroom in ghee (dry them with help of a cloth before frying). Make paste of mushroom, 1 green chilly, 1 small tomato, 7 almonds & pinch of salt.

For Pasta:

Fry mushroom, broccoli, capsicum with a pinch of salt in Desi ghee (salt helps to soften them easily). Keep them aside.

Take a pan. Fry onion & green chilies in Desi ghee till onion gets little brown. Add chopped tomatoes & salt to taste. Mash tomatoes gently. Add 1 tsp tomato sauce. Add paste of left almonds. Add cream. Stir for a minute. Mix 4 tsp cooked oats. Add cooked pasta.

Serve pasta in a bowl. Spread mushroom sauce evenly & garnish with dark chocolate.

Give a thought:    Keep in mind the quantity of salt as it needs to be mixed at every step.

                          Try to get simple oats instead of masala one (I didn’t get it).  :(

                         

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Enough is Enough! Soak No More.

It’s been a true adage

excess has never ever been great,

sow a seed to let it mature

but ‘Soak it no more’ that it may not endure.

To grow foetus needs its own time

but has to come timely out of the shrine.

An adolescent needs pamper

but ‘Soak him no more’, else love becomes danger.

How fair is it for a five,

soaked with bundle of books leaving him not much bright?

Competition at every nook, with an upward graph,

leaves him soaked with tension, unable to craft.

Life has been such a thrill

but vigilantes make it just a shrill,

endeavor to have a jury crown,

soaked with fury, it makes me frown.

How far is it fine

if her modesty has always been soaked in wine?

How far is it pertinent to create panic

when your kin come underneath the manic?

Populace have been soaked with corruption,

it’s no chance to repudiate their aggression.

It doesn’t behoove to get soaked in custom

when she gets trodden by the system.

Just have a look at your soaked clothes

they sob ‘Soak no more’, ‘Soak no more’.

‘Soak no more’, ‘Soak no more’ this repugnance,

everyone has been given a session,

no one is allowed to dwell here more than his duration.

Everything has its own limit & when something goes beyond its limit, it doesn’t serve the purpose it was meant for. One may not fight with the nature. No one can beat Him. He is beyond imagination. He is the Supreme Power.

            But we stupid people always behave irrationally assuming it is our world, & we have the ultimate power to perpetrate the demeanor we want. We forget that our rein has been held by Him. We are all here for a purpose & moreover, for a particular duration. Before that no one could snatch away our breath & after that no one could hold us back. Then why, why this repugnance & why this revenge all the time?

Why we are so much soaked & snared in this materialistic world that we snuff out someone & rob her family in the name of custom, that we loot our motherland when we are enthroned to the sovereignty.

We are so much in rush to achievements that it leads to the blockage of our brainpower. We get circumscribed to our own wits. What to do & what not to do. Confusion has always its share of pie. We get digressed to the insecurity where we do not step toward unearthing new avenues leading to the pinnacle, but eventually get entrapped to it with a delusion that we may win only with the failure & even decimation of our counterparts. We strive to inhibit them at every cost & bring fear to cause disturbance to them.

Let’s break all those fences which prompts us to not to be the real one. Why to make someone panic? Why to follow this hollow custom which doesn’t let us live? Why to get over involved to something that we forget ourselves? Soak No More!

Just as a seed couldn’t be transformed into a plant with its over-soakage, our over-indulgence always results the worst form. Just look at our surroundings, we have so much to learn, the only thing we need to get is that concealed message. When we soak our clothes for more than an hour it results into a fragile one. Better don’t soak them. Use SURF EXCEL MATIC. It removes the stains without any need of soakage.

Got something?................Our life is just like a piece of cloth. The more we soak ourselves onto something the more fragile we become.

 Try something as good as SURF EXCEL MATIC for your daily blunders & lead a happy life.

Just come out of the labyrinth of the insecurity & relax for awhile.

This post has been written for the contest ‘Soak No More’, organized by SURF EXCEL MATIC & Indiblogger.

To the Most Happening Teacher!

The spirit which bestows us with the power of wisdom is a teacher.

Every aspect of life preaches us something best which is out of blue.

Our adversities are the best teachers which make us learn what the true life is all about.

Our failure makes us believe nothing should be taken granted for.

Our success let not lose our courage toward endeavours.

Our loved ones props the belief that love still exists.

The deception brings out the strength inherent to us.

Chirpy birds’ enchanter the belief to bring melody in every phase of life.

The weeds crop up the hope to enliven even when one is stubbed out every time.

Beautiful flowers teach how to serve the ambience with our fragrance.

The sunrise & the sunset signifies that every life has its ups & downs.

I believe our life & its experiences are the most happening teachers.

This page is dedicated to the every teacher of my life which has left a great impinge on me. To those adversities & achievements, to those who loves me & who deceived me, as every chapter of life has a message to learn for.

How have you been through the gestation till now & what have you been through this book called life? What’s your take to this? Share your dedications toward your best teacher. 


Happy Teacher’s Day!!!

Not for the sake of Law

A law amendment would amend the trajectory of the real issue with just its implementation is something illusory. Amendment in The Child Labour Act for implementation of the prohibition to the working of children under 14 does not behoove to reality & its failure does not held with the government only, we too have our share of accountability. Government, society, poverty, GDP & BPL index each one effects the real outcome of this law. But which raves this problem most is the poverty.

            If you think with the amendment in the law there would be some positive ramifications, you are far away from the reality. Just have a glance at your surroundings & you would come out of the delusion. Amending a law with trembled roots is just like pouring water in a pot with a hole. One may not win a race with the help of crèches. It’s just a fantasy & if not, a rare case.

            Just as to crack the finest examination we need to have basic fundamentals knowledge, to make our children feel their childhood we first need to pent-up their abdomen to the best of their adrenalin which brings them hope & give feathers to their dreams that they may become a reality too.

            As here is an adage-Let’s have a charity at home, I attempted to bring this change first at home. The maid, who comes to my home to perform daily chores, comes with her daughter when she is available with her holidays. It’s good on her part that she provides her daughter with education & all other basic facilities to the best of her capability but her daughter doesn’t spend her holidays on the playground alike other kids. When I told her, about the law, in the past she (maid) didn’t pay attention to my words. This time I made it a point to convey this law while getting near to her leaving no point on her end to escape from the situation. To which she replied: “sarkar to kehti rehti hai (govt. keeps saying), give me sufficient money to feed them I won’t bring my kids to work”. This destitution is the only real cause behind the situation. It doesn’t leave them to enjoy their childhood.

            This transmutation which we are trying to bring in the society with this amendment is not just for the sake of law. It isn’t confined to just sending children to schools but it defines a wider course which ends with fetching their childhood back to them.

            Our government first needs to provide them food, good environment & monetary help to prop up their dreams because bringing someone upon the hill & then nudging them to the ground isn’t worth of applause.