The burden of negativity is too heavy to carry

The burden of negativity is too heavy to carry.  Once we are able to shrug it off, we feel light.

When someone identifies with the negative traits within self , it always leads to a thought process devoted to negativity. Then this negartivity seeps through and covers all aspects of conscious or unconscious actions, be it the way things are done , seen or spoken. It is difficult to free oneself from this negativity because with each passing day the identification with it becomes stronger. Slowly other's perception about the person also becomes negative.

It is therefore very important to not allow negativity take over our soul. This not only makes our soul lighter but also lifts our spirits to higher planes.  Often people provoke us with their negativity and it is very tempting to join issue s with them with the notion of fighting negativity. But actually it sucks us into the vicious cycle. Therefore one must not allow any margin of error on this count and fall into the trap . Because by having a positive outlook we can terminate our association and identification with negativity.

After having too many at a cocktail party you will definitely hear these




.1. Tu to Mera bhai hai...bhai !!!

2. You know i am not drunk...

3. Gaadi mein Chalaunga... 

5. Tu bura mat maann bhai... 

6. Mai teri Dil Se Izzat Karta hu... 

7. Abe bol daal aaj usko, aar yaa paar.... 

8. Aaj saali Chad nahi rahi hai kya baat hai?? 

9. Tu Kya samajh raha hai mujhe chad gayi hai... 

10. Ye mat samajh ki peeke bol raha hu... 

11. Abe yaar kahin kam to nahi padegi itnee... 

12. Chhote, Ek Ek Chhota aur ho Jae...lovely waala !!! 

13. Baap ko mat Sikhao… 

14. Yaar magar tune mera dil tod diya... 

15. Kuchh bhi hai par saala Bhai hai Apna... 

16. Tu Bolna Bhai, kya chahiye...Jaan chahiye hazir hai ??? 

17. Abe mere ko aaj tak nahi Chadee...shart laga saala aaj tu.. 

18. Chal teri baat karata hoon usse, phone number de uska... 

19. Saale teri bhabhie hai wo…bhabie ki nazar se dekh usko… 

20. Yaar tu samjha kar.. wo tere layak nahi hai… 

21. chal bhai tu kah raha hai to tere liye chodh diya usko.. aaj se wo teri…bana issi baat par ek – ek aur peg !!!

22. Tujhe kya lagta hai chadh gayi hai... abhi ek full aur khatam kar sakta hun… 

The best one... 

23. Yaar aaj uski bahut yaad aa rahi hai

And Finally...

24. Salla... aaj se daru band...............!!!
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To reach some obscure place

To reach some obscure place

and spend the monotonous hours,

studying the minute details of the

woodwork ,worn out at places

Like old memories hanging perilously

in the shape of retributions; a reminder.

Try out the rigours of penitence or face

the repurcussions of losing faith.

But then again, the placid interiors

endorse the eerie stories often heard

about unfortunate things happening

at unknown places with strangers.

So, at a certain point of time,understand

that there is no use trying anymore.

Long as the wait maybe , utilise it

absorb the surrounding within.

After a while, a strong desire takes over.

An urge to abandon everything,

as they are and move on again.

Just face the sky above

Face the sky above and
find your own image mirrored,
there in the play of clouds.
The whole story reflects by itself
for who ever that cares
to take a look above
Just hold the future and feel it
in your own fisted hands
and then see it slipping by
like the grains of sand.
Whatever you discard will surely
come back to you with all those
that you wanted all along;
now within your reach .
Now try to fathom the deep mystery
or why things happen as they do.
As you unravel own hidden obsessions
watch how everything just falls apart
on the verge of consummation.
The secret behind your dreams
is just an infallible truth;
Just face the sky above, that's all.

Barfi is a differently made film dealing with challenges of the differently abled persons.

Darjeeling, Toytrain, Kolkata and...............Chaplin .

Barfi is a superb example of how a film can be made without action,rape,item number,special effect gimmicks and excess hardsell and yet make you feel light and easy while making your eyes moist .

The story line is very simple and deals with the difficult subject of autism and muteness on the outer core. But within the simple storyline lies the intricate details of human relationships and above all how love and faith conquers everything

Anurag Basu has made a very emotional film , not of the sugary, syrupy kind but one that is created of poignant shots and subtle nuances. It is out and out a Director's film and he deserves credit for such fine handling of the subject. The movie actually makes you feel good . There is a lot of pains and sorrow in the story but all of them have been tackled in a polished manner. A layer of humour covers the whole of the movie, much like a comfortable shawl which you need to wrap around in Darjeeling.

Very intelligently, the director has used Darjeeling and North Kolkata as the location of the story as he needed to depict the late seventies and these two locations have undergone very little change from outside. The scenes of Darjeeling , particularly will make you feel nostalgic if you have spent some time there. Here I have to make a point . Surprisingly and probably intentionally or being logistically challenged, the Kanchenjungha has been omitted and has never been shown. I wonder why ?

The fascination with Howrah bridge as a motif of Kolkata is strong in this movie and the rooftop Barsaati (Chilekotha in Bengali) along with trams and narrow byelanes (Galis) are brilliantly shot and perhaps after Kahaani, again the national audience will discover the charm in the madness of Kolkata.

The movie has minimal dialogues as the two main protagonists are not able to speak properly. Yet the acting of all the three main actors and also the supporting cast is terrific. Coming to the acting by the lead players I would give full credit to the beautiful Ileana for her outstanding performance as she had to play second fiddle throughout and her role needed a lot of underacting. She looks terrific and brings out freshness on the screen which I last felt watching Amrita Rao in Welcome to Sajjanpur. I hope and wish that she has a great career in films. Priyanka has already proved that she is one of the best actress among the present crop of A listers (after Vidya Balan, off course) in her previous movies. But this time she was up against it as an autistic young girl sans glamour , She has taken the challenge by the horns and have delivered a fantastic performance. Her acting sets a new mark obliterating the previous portrayls of challenged personalities by SriDevi (Sadma) and Rani (Black). Full marks to Priyanka, one of my favourite actors . Her physical attributes of fleshy lips and strong white teeth have been so convincingly used by her to display vulnerability and candidness.

Ranbir Kapoor has got a very meaty role and dominates the screen by his presence as a deaf and dumb character. He portrays the role very well and comes out the tops. But he and the director both lean heavily on Chaplin for inspiration . Still , he is a much greater improvement on his grandfather in copying the great master. For a person who has seen almost all great works of Chaplin, it will bring a sense of deja vu and one will always measure his otherwise superb acting with a different yardstick. But you have to admit that here he is neither a chocolate hero nor an angst ridden young man with heavy doses of action. Yet he has brought life to Barfi with his acting.

What really stops the film from becoming an excellent movie is the narrative structure which sometimes gives you a feeling of discontinuity and is neither here or there. The editing also lacks imagination. These technical flaws mar an otherwise well intended movie. As a total package, Barfi is very good and will touch your heart. As long as you watch the movie, you will like it and carry the good vibes generated from the movie along with you as you leave the theatre. And yes one must make all children see this movie to make them appreciate the problems of the physically and mentally challenged persons . Also they need to see these sort of movies to understand how beautiful the gifts of life and love are.

Barfi is a differently made film dealing with challenges of the differently abled persons.

Morning Walk

I have noticed the small tree

on my morning walks everyday, 

standing there, in a silhouette 

waiting eagerly for the Sun to rise. 

As the first rays of crimson,

covers me and the world beneath, 

in its tender warm glow; 

I have,actually seen the tree

looking up and smile at the Sun. 

It really looks lovely,

like a young girl in her first flush of youth.

Happy,carefree but slightly nervous. 

Someone whom you could kiss 

gently on the cheeks,not on the lips, 

in a gesture of love without passion. 

Like an old admirer, I watch her daily. 

In that corner, with a greeting smile. 

Today,it was a wet and moist morning 

hiding the Sun behind layers of clouds. 

Very few people had come out for a walk. 

As I passed the tree, I found it forlorn. 

As if she knew her lover, the Sun 

won't come to meet her today. 

Still she waited for him. all by herself. 

I noticed the flowers falling

from the branches,one by one silently. 

I stopped,to collect some of them 

in the cupped palms of my hands, 

I felt them with all my senses. 

Moist, pure and smelling fresh, 

they reminded me of somebody, 

far away, somewhere,years ago. 

Was she still waiting for me ?

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