Where is the Music???

MTV originally stood for Music Television Videos. However, I am not too sure how relevant the name is in today’s times, for there is hardly any music! And the credit goes to the numerous reality shows that are telecasted on the channel.

Splitsvilla, Splitsvilla re-runs, Teen Diva, Roadies, Roadies re-runs, the Fast and the Gorgeous, Stunt Mania and MTV Connected – all these shows have hijacked the channel. To be frank, I really loved a few of these shows. But that was because there was a novelty factor. All this was new once upon a time. Now, every channel has a reality show which is on similar lines more or less. So, even if I happen to miss any show, I don’t need to fret. I can catch a similar version with the same abuses and politics and tasks by just flipping the channel.

The point here is not the reality shows in general. It’s about MTV. I love MTV and Channel V for its music. Clearly, Channel V has no competition now.

Now I need to get a life :):)

Wow! It was so awesomely fake! I don’t even know why I watched it! Lol...

I still cannot digest the fact that Rakhi can be shy also. The coy smiles that she gives, the flittering of her eyelashes, the petite damsel picture that she portrays – all this is so unbelievable. If people label her as the most happening item girl, then clearly, she is also a good actress!

The number of publicity stunts she pulls is shocking. She even wept on television when she was asked about her ex-boyfriend. All the gifts that her prospective grooms give are also known to us. She decides the groom on the basis of certain questions asked. Oh c’mon Rakhi, if I was to be selected on what I am to answer, I would have won long time back!!

I am fine with the concept of getting married on television. It’s her personal choice. But when I was glued to the TV watching it, I surely felt that I need to get a life! In spite of me criticising it so much, I still saw it *wink* She sure knows how to use the media to her benefit.

Complications of Love

Watching Love Aaj Kal forced me to think about this funda of long distance relationships. In the movie, they say that long distance relationships don’t work. I so not agree with the comment. Seeing the million (okay, a little exaggerated figure) couples that I have known, I believe that the basis on which a relationship might work or no is totally subjective. It depends on how the two lovers carry it. Because for all you know, a relationship might not work if you are together all the time!

Distance is essential to let love nurture. To let one realise the value of another. To let one analyse the importance of having a loved one in life. If one is madly in love, then distance or no-distance - it simply doesn’t matter! Staying away can surely create problems and a whole lot of misunderstandings. But that alone cannot determine whether love will last or not.

I have seen couples break up because of not being able to meet often and then again, there are these couples who got ‘bored’ because they were always together. Why is love - the simplest, the most basic emotion in life - so complicated?!

And what is this with people loving the people who are hard to get! How ironic is that! Why do we always run behind things that are so difficult to achieve? And why, once we get it, we are not interested?

Why are we all so frikking confused?

Why run for it in the first place?!?!

Loss of memory or inhumane apathy?

With the elections and IPL having surrounded us completely for the past couple of months we seem to have forgotten the larger issue at hand. Whatever happened to the 26/11 episode?! Ajmal has been on trial for over a month now and nothing has resulted out of that. The evidences and testimonials keep pouring in but somehow the judges haven’t taken a decision. Ajmal keeps getting the benefit of the top class security and newspapers and what not. His lawyer keeps defending him and with the silliest of points, has the advantage of delaying the whole decision making process. With entire Mumbai standing up collectively as witness to the gory incident, nothing seems to be sufficient for the judges to simply sentence the man for an eternity of hell!

Why is this so? I was outraged when the decision to put him on trial was announced. Clearly, that didn’t help much. But now with the trial going on, I just pray that it ends soon. We can’t go on like this.

It is unfair to the brave policemen and commandos who died saving us.
It is unfair to the foreigners who stepped into this land for a vacation.
It is unfair to the commuters on CST who didn’t know what awaited them.
It is unfair to the relatives of those unfortunate ones who didn’t see the light of the day.
Why the hell do we have to be so fair to this one man, then?!

From November 26, 2008 to the current date, we complete 6 months after the tragic incident. Bloody half a year! People seem to suffer from a severe lack of memory. What happened to the peace march initiatives? What happened to the ‘Bash the Government’ campaign?

Or is it the sad fact that we just don’t care?!

Get a Life!!!

One more time, just once more, if any reporter asks Karisma Kapoor or Sharmila Tagore about how they feel about Saif or Kareena becoming a part of their family, I swear I am going to tear off that page! They are driving me through the wall. They are driving me nuts. They are slowly killing me.

Dude, just get married!! And give us all a break about the daily or rather minutely happenings in your life. We are simply not interested! We don’t want to know about how Saif flew across the seven oceans to celebrate your birthday or what name you gave your pet or what you did for Kareena when she broke her nail! We don’t want to listen to Karan Johar giving accounts of your heavenly relationship or a full length page in HT Cafe dedicated to your love. You are madly in love-good for you! But kindly spare us!

P.S: Not that I care but change your ‘Saifeena’ tag-it’s oh-so-girly.

Defending the Champions...

World cup T20 is just a few days away and I am so excited. This time’s performance is going to be spectacular (I hope) for our team is packed with some werewolves. We have some awesome players in our team and that just makes it better. With R P Singh, M S Dhoni, the Pathan duo and Pragyan Ojha, it’s going to be a blast.

I really really really hope that we win the title again as the T20 Champions. Having said that, I just wish that more than winning the title, they give a consistent and fantastic performance in all the matches. I hope they don’t become smug in their attitude. As I said earlier, it’s not the performance on that one particular day but it is the consistency of excellence that matters.

The Season of Joy

The beautiful season is on its way. I simply love the rainy season. The beautiful weather, the raindrops, the birds chirping, the blooming plants, the happy faces-oh! Yes, of course, winter too is adorable but this is simply the best time of the year. During school times, rains meant unexpected holidays, splashing water and playing in the rains while returning home. It also meant shopping with mom for new umbrellas and dad shouting at us to carry our books and cell phones in plastic bags. During college, too, it meant the same.

I still remember the wonderful times when I used to come to class a little early just so that I could get a seat next to the window. And then it would rain and the wind would bring a little bit of rain to my terrain. Studying becomes a fun thing in the rain. At home, when it rains heavily, I sit on my rocking chair in the balcony. Supplement that with some pleasant music and a good book. Picture perfect. Mom makes pakodas and says that it is the best dish for the season (she makes that all year round with different excuses!)

Floods are a normal phenomenon for us in any area. Howmuchever they trouble us and bring the city to a standstill, I have somehow become fond of them. No rainy season is complete without its dose of floods. Offices are shut, schools and colleges closed, everybody at home having a good time and the best part of all this is that it is not planned! Bang in the middle of the week, this unexpected surprise comes with unexpected joy.

When it rains and I am gleefully walking in the rain, all I can think of is this one song which I first heard in Spiderman-“Raindrops keep falling on my head”. I don’t know who wrote it, who sang it and what is the rest of the song. All I know is that, these are the 4 months I wait desperately for, every year.