Shameless card players

These shameless buggers were playing cards in the first class compartment of the 9.27 semifast CST local from Dombivili (CR). Even after many passengers complained, these fuckers didnt stop and not even the threat of a police complaint could stop them. They said pandu ko hum paisa khilate hain (we bribe the policemen). Wow, is the police listening?

Happy Hours

This drunk gentleman was sleeping on the floor of the first class compartment quite oblivious to the people stepping over him to go to their seats and also oblivious to the fact that he was being a pain in the butt for everyone. In fact he had a light smile as he slept there. He was finally helped to a seat by a good samaritan. Truly drunkards, sadhus and babies are the really happy people around.

Sri Lankan team attacked - SriLanka's Munich

Six members of Sri Lanka's cricket team have been shot at near the Gaddafi Stadium in Lahore. Reports are trickling in with reports of Sri lankan player Samaraweera being shot in the chest. This incident shows the decay in Pakistan's security woodwork due to years of damp manipulation and termite like attitude of ISI.

Swat Valley deal proves that the administration of Pakistan is just a putty in the hands of Islamist faggots and this incident confirms it. What remains to be seen is how the administration handles this situation and how it saves its face.

This is definitely Sri Lanka's Munich and what remains to be seen is whether it has a Mossad to take revenge.

India is a Terrorist Country

I apologize for my radical heading. I assure you that I am a patriot, but still I would say India is a Terrorist Country.

It has two connotations -

a) It is a country where terrorists are breeding as fast as the population of China without anyone ever realizing it.

b) It is a country which allows its citizens to be terrorized and looks at the ongoings like some spectator.

Let me explain the first statement - We Indian are allowing terrorists to breed. Already the religious divide caused by the Great Geopolitical Divide that was partition has led to suspicion and hatred among the two most prominent religions. Added to that the politicians have further driven in the wedge. One of the religion holds extreme views and the religious teachers further drum it up with the students creating more hatred. This has led to that section of the society to be hands in gloves with the terrorists coz without local support no terrorist would dare carry out such bold operations . So we continue to breed terrorists and so we are a terrorist nation.

the second statement - the terrorist ran amok in our financial capital killing people. It was a known that they were from Pakistan. We already know where the terrorists camps are in Pakistan and What did India do ? Ohh nothing.. we just sat back allowing them to terrorize everyone. Then we gave the findings of the investigations to Pakistan and made a formal request to hand over the terrorists. Well !! we are still waiting and we would wait for long. Pakistan as before wont take any action and the World will go back to normalcy. But its us Indians who have suffered and not the World - we cant expect them to act for us. So our Politicians (cowards) let us take some action. India is the land where Gandhiji lived and told us to show our other cheek when slapped on one. But now our other cheek has also been slapped upon and now what do we do ? Its time to take action. Show them our butts.. smoke out the mujahideens(terrorists) from their rat holes.. Execute them.. If we keep on showing cheeks to get hit upon, a time will come when there will be no face left. It will be then better to die as a nation rather than live lives like cowards. Let us learn something from a small strip of land called Israel.

My heart bleeds for India. Jai Hind

Ghajini - A Review

I know its a little too late in the day and Ghajini might have grossed about 140 crores as I write this, but still I think I ought to write this, after all I did spend some 300 bucks on watching this latest fisticuff flick from Aamir and left the theater a little disappointed. I think I did get some of my money back - Rs 100 from the cosy seats, Rs 10 for the AC, Rs 50 for the pretty ushers... hmm ok I am being mean.

So Why did Ghajini make me mad ?

Did I expect something out of ordinary from it ? Did Aamir fail as an actor ? Was it really a bad flick ?

Well, I will try to answer these to the best of my ability - Yes, No, No

Ghajini as a dishum-dishum flick scores at 10/10, but if I really wanted to see such a flick, I would have seen a no-brainer from Jat da puttar Sunny Deol. With Aamir, certainly I expected more. My main complaints are that lot of reel was spent on developing the romance between Aamir and Asin, but similar treatment was not provided to the bald-headed Aamir. Several things were left unanswered. Where did Aamir get the superhuman strength? Who ran his business while he was away ? Nobody suspected or checked what this guy was doing away from office ? What role did his PA pay in all this ? As he was the only one aware of Aamir's love for Asin, did he not know that Aamir might be hell bent on revenge or something ? Nobody asked him why did he get such a massive body ? who was his trainer ?

What should have the director or the storyline done ?

It should have concentrated on how Aamir turns himself into a killing machine. Should have given more depth to the second character. It should have shown how he channelled his rage into his body and how he learns martial arts and other killing arts. How he tracks the man who killed Asin, how he tracks down Ghajini's minions, and a little something more. All that romance and songs are good, but when you make a dark movie, please keep it dark luv.


Though critics might be of the opinion that Asin did overact, she did bring that mint freshness to the movie. She might or might not click in Bollywood, one of the deterrent being her bod being on the heavier side, but she sure is a fresh breath of air. Aamir rocks - whether its the shy businessman or the crazy revenge-seeking baldy. He should have gone soft on the nose flaring and teeth baring and the snorts and growls, but it might have been the director who is at fault. Aamir could have expressed much more ferocity and anger and craziness through his eyes. All that aside, hats off to Aamir as he successfully pulled off such a flick just after the sensitive Taare Zameen Par and the eight packs are evidence of how much efforts he puts into all his roles.

All in all, good for a one time see....

Some really really really deep thoughts

Well... these are not mine but by some guy called Jack Handey.. since it was not copyrighted thought I would reproduce them here for you all to read.... Its really funny

If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let'em go,
because, man, they're gone.
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If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them
down?  We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.
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To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when
you walk around.  That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a
hand?"  You can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."
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One thing kids like is to be tricked.  For instance, I was going
to take my nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old
burned-out warehouse. "Oh no," I said, "Disneyland burned down."

He cried and cried, but I think that deep down he thought it was a
pretty good joke.  I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but
decided to go home instead.
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The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face.
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If you lived in the Dark Ages and you were a catapult operator, I
bet the most common question people would ask is, "Can't you make it
shoot farther?"  "No, I'm sorry.  That's as far as it shoots."
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Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo,
flying across in front of a beautiful sunset?  And he's carrying a
beautiful rose in his beak, and also he's carrying a very beautiful
painting with his feet.  And also, you're drunk.
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I believe in making the world safe for our children, but not our
children's children, because I don't think children should be having sex.
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell
him is, "God is crying."  And if he asks why God is crying, another cute
thing to tell him is, "Probably because of something you did."
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If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid seeing yourself in the
mirror, because I bet that's what REALLY throws you into a panic.
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Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first
instinct is to laugh.  But then I think, what if I was an ant and she
fell on me.  Then it wouldn't seem quite so funny.
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To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there's no music, no
choreography and the dancers hit each other.
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I hope if dogs ever take over the world and they choose a king, they
don't just go by size, because I bet there are some Chihuahuas with
some good ideas.
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If life deals you lemons, why not go kill someone with the lemons
(maybe by shoving them down his throat).
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Instead of having "answers" on a math test, they should just call
them "impressions," and if you got a different "impression," so what,
can't we all be brothers?
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Probably the earliest fly swatters were nothing more than some sort
of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick.
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I wish I would have a real tragic love affair and get so bummed out
that I'd just quit my job and become a bum for a few years, because
I was thinking about doing that anyway.
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I think a good gift for the President would be a chocolate revolver.
And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him real
quick and hand it to him.
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Maybe in order to understand mankind we have to look at that word
itself. MANKIND.  Basically, it's made up of two separate words "mank" and
"ind." What do these words mean?  It's a mystery and so is mankind.
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If you go flying back through time and you see somebody else flying
forward into the future, it's probably best to avoid eye contact.
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It's easy to sit there and say you'd like to have more money.  And I
guess that's what I like about it.  It's easy.  Just sitting there,
rocking back and forth, wanting that money.
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If you ever reach total enlightenment while you're drinking a beer,
I bet it makes beer shoot out your nose.
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To me, clowns aren't funny.  In fact, they're kinda scary.  I've
wondered where this started and I think it goes back to the time I
went to the circus and a clown killed my dad.
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As the light changed from red to green to yellow and back to red
again, I sat there thinking about life.  Was it nothing more than a
bunch of honking and yelling?  Sometimes it seemed that way.
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I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate.
And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
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I hope some animal never bores a hole in my head and lays its eggs in
my brain, because later you might think you're having a good idea but
it's just eggs hatching.
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Whenever you read a good book, it's like the author is right there,
in the room talking to you, which is why I don't like to read good books.
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What is it about a beautiful sunny afternoon, with the birds singing
and the wind rustling through the leaves, that makes you want to get
drunk? And after you're real drunk, maybe go down to the public park
and stagger  around and ask people for money, and then lay down and go
to sleep.
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Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window?  The guy looks out
it, and if he leans too far, he falls out.  Wait.  I guess that's like
a regular window.
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During the Middle Ages, probably one of the biggest mistakes was not
putting on your armor because you were "just going down to the corner."
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If I ever get real rich, I hope I'm not real mean to poor people, like
I am now.
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When I found the skull in the woods, the first thing I did was call
the police. But then I got curious about it.  I picked it up, and
started wondering who this person was, and why he had deer horns.
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I remember how my great-uncle Jerry would sit on the porch and
whittle all day long.  Once he whittled me a toy boat out of a larger
toy boat I had.  It was almost as good as the first one, except now it had
bumpy whittle marks all over it.  And no paint, because he had whittled
off the paint.
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Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know
anybody:  First take out the garbage.  Then go around and collect any
extra garbage  that people might have, like a crumpled napkin, and
take that out too.  Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy
garbage guy.
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Sometimes I think you have to march right in and demand your rights,
even if you don't know what your rights are, or who the person is you're
talking to. Then on the way out, slam the door.
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If you're a cowboy and you're dragging a guy behind your horse, I bet
it would really make you mad if you looked back and the guy was reading
a magazine.
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If your friend is already dead, and being eaten by vultures, I think
it's okay to feed some bits of your friend to one of the vultures, to
teach him to do some tricks.  But only if you're serious about adopting
the vulture.
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Broken promises don't upset me.  I just think, why did they believe me?
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If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while
you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it on
a truck and take it to another city, boy, I don't know what to tell you.
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One thing vampire children have to be taught early on is, don't run
with a wooden stake.
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If you go to a costume party at your boss's house, wouldn't you think
a good costume would be to dress up like the boss's wife?  Trust me,
it's not.
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Most of the time it was probably real bad being stuck down in a
dungeon. But some days, when there was a bad storm outside, you'd look
out your little window and think, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not out in that."
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Consider the daffodil.  And while you're doing that, I'll be over
here, looking through your stuff.
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For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: why not add
a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness?

A very challenging week

Another challenging week went by... lot of things happened this week... our VP bid farewell to us... no clarity on who is gonna take his place... lot of politics.. lot of backstabbing... blood has been drawn.. now the fight is on... mind you.. it has gone from bad to worse... well that is office politics.

Coming to office politics.... I have identified three groups in any office...... the lions, the foxes and the hyenas....

The lions are the fighters who fight it out in the open... face to face... claws drawn... intimidating... aggressive.... hard ones.... will fight for oneupmanship, promotion anything.... They are the ones who live by the sword and die by it...... they are usually the ones who are left licking their wounds on defeat or having their lions share after a win...

Foxes are the ones with the shrewd ideas, the PR for the lions... the man friday... they are the right hands of the lions and see to it that their masters are always a step ahead of the other and wouldnt mind dealing a under-the-belt blow to others.... usually the ones to get a nice big share of the spoils in case of a win and may be suffer a little in defeats... but no wounds nothing....

Hyenas are the spectators.... they are the spectators ..... they wait for the battle to end and the spoils to be divided and the leftovers to be thrown to them.... they are the real scavengers.. they dont benefit much, but then their position is safe... no injuries... they are the sadists ... they just enjoy the fight....

It is the foxes and hyenas that everyone has to stay away from... lions are invited.. their competitiveness adds to an healthy environment in the office if kept within limits....

well well... that is it i guess for the week.... less talked about office politics the better.... now sleeping time.. time to think of the birds and bees.... he he ..... wat se.... ciao