Young ones

2006-08-24T01:45:00.000-07:00

Electronic media.....
One can safely say that electronic media here in india RULES it for a certain extent. If you don't believe me you should have seen the "prince" episode beamed on all major news channels across the country. I know that the five year old boy wouldn't had been rescued if it wasn't for all those reporters making it a national news inturn getting the army personnel involved in the rescue. On the contrary, as a saying goes "a empty mind is a devil's playground" here when these guys have nothing to flash as "Breaking news" hooo, believe me there will be someone in for a trouble shortly. Be it the Sahara air hostesses getting fired for wanting to meet the PM or as the tv guys termed it to be a security breach near the PM's office.
My love for media is because the kind of advertisments they air. I'm absolute into the ads, like a simple one where aamir and cute granny try to make you buy watches or a funny hairdo can tempt you try out a Center Shock, atleast for once. The one i can remember for now is the SLICE ad where a boy is always a trouble to this innocent girl and make her cry everytime and at the end he switches his slice bottle with hers in which she finds a beatiful ring... though she isn't a former Ms. Universe but sure looks beautiful when she finally cry coz of happiness. And there is also my love for ads which were on air during my childhood... Hamara Bajaj, Nirma, Saffol, and the first ad to be aired in india "Liril". And i hate to watch an ad without a powerful idea and relies on the star it has.
Though indian media still have "values" in their reports or ads.... but news channels flashing every other information as "Breaking news" is so very not cool. Its prankster signing off and don't miss to tune in for more exciting blogs... bye.

2006-07-25T11:01:00.000-07:00

Date with ophthalmologist

I got up this morning with tear in my eyes and pain on my face, one of my friends (a moron) hit me in the eye with a football few days back. Didn't feel any pain at that time but today... the pain was a lot more than what a pin-cushion would feel with thousand pins piercing trough it, tears rolled down from my right eye as i watched them in mirror thinking about the old days, meaning when i was kid, where i used to watch myself cry after a fight or getting beaten up for mischiefs. My eye now had turned into cherry red and definitely needed some medical assistance and off i went to get some...

On reaching "Narayana Netralaya", an eye specialty hospital, i couldn't figure out were am i supposed to enquire as have never been here nor did i know any doctor whom i wish to be treated by. Finally i was able to ask someone "what should i do about this?" pointing to my eye. The receptionist asked whether was i here for the first time. I said "Yes", she handed me a for to fill. On returning the filled form, she asked to pay 150bucks!!!. If i was in a animated movie at that time, my jaw would had hit the floor, they haven't even examined me and after paying that amount at first, thought i would be robbed today. I shook my head and came back came back to reality, she gave me a laminated ID in minutes with patient no. 109907 and said "Go straight and the third door to the left, and there will be of your doctor for the day “As i was nearing the room, a guy interrupted me and took me to a counter where i was put on the waiting list, may be forth on the list. Was sitting in the waiting hall, a TV was showing an old Wimbledon match on DD sports (mute). I was going through the newspaper which i was carrying, and there enters a girl with a pretty smile on her face along with here father. Then that ward boy screamed out my name, I nodded and he directed me to some kind of lab where i was told to look into a binocular kind of equipment, there was a bright light from the other side burning my eye to generate tears. I was then asked to look into a similar equipment next to the first one, a punch of air was blown into my eye, i got a bit frightened, wasn't expecting that. As i was leaving the lab, father of the girl i was talking abt had a wink on his face, may be, he saw me freak out when air was blew into my eye. I hit myself on the forehead and went to the chair i was sitting previously and yes that girl was still sitting right in front of me, busy looking into her father report. Yet again the ward boy yells my name loud and this time for what was i actually there for... i was abt to meet my ophthalmologist...

As i entered i could see a guy in his 50s and a young women, say around 26. I wished both of them good morning and the lady asked me to sit on the chair, similar to the one seen at the dentist's place. She began to examine my eyes through some hi-tech equipment and was asking me to look left, right, up, down and then she said "Look at my ear", pointing to her right ear... Those were the words that rang in my ear for few more seconds. My left eye had a clear view of her pale pink ear and small hanging jewel, a cute one n i couldn't take my eye of them, at the same time my right eye (the one she had that equipment focused on) started to pour tears out. As i gazed her cute ear, she raised her left hand and wiped my tears off, the only thing i could think was "dude, when am i coming back here... and where is my next set of tears". She was done with the examination of my eyes and now asked to read out few numbers on the wall to check out on how good is my sight. I ran through those numbers at high speed and that sure should had impressed her, and i answered few questions she asked, abt any difficulty before been hit by football n stuff. Till this time lord knows what was senior doctor (old guy) was doing on his laptop. She (ya, forgot to see her badge) asked to wait me outside and said a guy will put some drops into my eye and i've to have eyes closed for half a hour. Got bored with 5 minutes into m half an hour of closed eyes drill. I was very tempted to open my eye because.. i had this beautiful girl in front of me, had a tv in its muted mode, and i couldn't even stop if anyone took my bag or paper on it... Got pretty frustrated of playing blind for 10min, so thought i would call my mom with closed eyes and this would for sure impress the girl in front. And as i tried to call my mom by accessing her no. from the address book by feeling the joystick and number keys, and guess what... my call reached the person whom i won't call, even in my dreams, but i couldn't figure out that it was her, as i had never heard her voice on phone... i was dumb struck and said some sorrys before hunging up the phone. And my next 20min went thinking about what a silly thing i've done. Finally i was called inside n was told there was nothing to worry about the eye and gave the prescription. I smiled at the lady doc and gave her the sweetest bye possible and was on my way back home. Hope you enjoyed it, see ya.

2006-07-18T02:11:00.000-07:00

Friendship after so called crush or love

A friend of mine sent me a message saying “Love is possible after friendship but friendship isn’t after love because medicines work before ones’ death but after death nothing can be cured”. The first thing I could say was “what rubbish, it surely must be typed by one of those movie buffs who get all hushy mushy after a watching a romantic flick”. Ya ya… you may think i must have not had a “true love” in my life till now. Well I didn’t, cos I don’t follow the definitions set by producer n director of a movie like DDLJ on what is a true love…daaaaa, they do it money and don’t give a damn if you commit suicide being influenced by what you see.

Coming back on why friendship is an definite possibility after any breakup, first let me say if you were in love with someone then there must be certain things about that special person you adore and irresistible to let go unnoticed. So, if the relationship between you two didn’t work, is it necessary to let go of a good human being? (you won’t have same view if you had created a scene and let everyone at the coffee house stare at you as some psycho when you broke up). Look at the brighter side, now if you decide to be friends, after all that, then you have a person who could help you and remind you of the mistakes you have committed. Yes, its gonna hurt for few days but to win some you have to lose some. And as I said, that person can be an excellent friend cos you don’t have to waste any more time in knowing each other or think how good friend she can be, as you know almost everything that you could know. All this sums up you having a pretty close friend whom you could ask just about anything you want to know about what the opposite sex ,say on, what they like or dislike, decide on gift for your new special one etc… For all this to happen, both should have level head and shouldn’t have any old feelings in their “minds” or “hearts”.

You may ask does this worth all this trouble?, well it depends on how mature and smart you are to take advantage of even from the worst decisions you have taken which lead to pretty ugly situations. So, learn from even your smallest mistake and take control on where you are heading. Never remove that smile from your face. Bye.

2006-06-07T05:31:00.000-07:00

People around you just move on and there is nothing one can do to remind them of all those happy days, cos no one has time to give the past a thought in the fast paced world. But i would try to recall the things which are near n dear to my heart, things which made me feel weak in the knees and all the dreams that i have dreamt...

As i see it...

A normal day would begin with sunshine making past all those clouds in its path to give that right mix of warmness along the misty cool weather surrounding me. This would make me feel proud in being a bangalorean. I know bangalore isn't what it used to be and it isn't changing for good (thanks to Mr.DeveGowda), and all the comparisons againts other cities makes me feel sick cos bangalore's weather alone would take it miles ahead of all the other cities.

Talking of weather, the other day was just taking a walk towards my fav place near my house and didn't i feel cheated by life? the air around me suggested that the perfect place to be at that moment was in a cozy little coffee shop with my girlfriend but the problem was the female companion who wasn't there to be. This brings me to the point where an there is an immense pressure on guys like me to have a girlfriend, no no not because i care about what others think, but when you feel happy or a period of sadness is best spent with a person who knows you then no one else. I'm not a kind of person who goes clubbing at nights (but would love to explore the night life) but picked up the habit of dancing few months back. There are zillion things i wish to say, but let me keep my first blog short and if there is any sweetness in it let me know through your comments, negative feedback are equally welcome. Bye.