This incident took place a couple of nights back. After having my dinner, I went out for a stroll and right next to my flat, in a lane, I saw a guy pissing. The lane is right next to the main road and any lady can turn up on the road anytime. But this guy was pissing leisurely as if he’s in his own toilet. I though for a moment and decided to teach him a small lesson. I just took a snap of him with his mobile. Hearing the shutter sound he turned back and asked me what I was doing. I said I took his snap. He got angry and rushed upon me asking me for a reason for my indecent behaviour. I told him that if he can piss anywhere then I can take pictures of any place.
He couldn’t control his anger and came forward to beat me. I warned him saying that if he did any manhandling, I never knew what might happen to him. Then he came into his senses and asked me the reason I took his photo. I told him that it’s bad to piss in public places and he should have some common sense before doing so. I threatened him that I’ll write to a leading newspaper, Gulf Daily News, along with his photograph. You should see the various emotions of this guy at that time. Suddenly he became very polite and told me that he couldn’t hold it on and pissed there. He was sorry about the incident. I then told him to promise me never to piss again in open places which he readily did. Then I deleted the picture right in front of him and left.
I don’t know whether he’ll stick to his promise or not but at least I was happy for trying to bring change in a person.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Shocked
Last evening, after reaching my flat after office, I was watching various news channels as I’ve been busy in office and didn’t find time to check out the headlines on Internet. There was one news, on the channel that I hate most (Star News), which scared me a little. I was shell shocked by that news.
The news was about an infant’s death in New Delhi. Though the news seems to be just another one of that kind, you’ll be definitely moved if you read this completely. A laborer admitted his wife into a maternity ward of some hospital. She gave birth to a girl but the girl was too weak to be treated as a normal child. So the doctors told the parents that the girl needs to be kept in incubator for some days. The parents agreed and the girl was kept in the incubator. All’s well until day 5.
That day, the girl’s mother heard the girl crying and went to the room where the girl was kept. She saw that the on-duty nurse was sleeping outside the room and woke her up. When briefed about the cries, the nurse replied that this is common for children as they find it difficult to cope up with the varying temperatures in the incubator and dismissed the mother’s fears and didn’t even let her enter the room and slept again. This happened a couple of times more in a short span. Then someone noticed smoke coming out of the room and entered the room. It was then that the truth came out. The baby is dead. Somehow the temperature of the incubator increased and the baby was burnt alive. The nurse who was on-duty didn’t even care to have a look when the baby was crying for a long time. The duty doctor was no-where to be seen. A couple of tears escaped from my eyes when they channel was interviewing the girls’ father.
Now, who should be blamed for this incident/accident? The mother for not pestering the nurse to open the door or the nurse for sleeping on duty or the doctor for not being available during the duty hours or the manufacturers of the incubator for not taking proper security measures? But whomever you blame, we’ll not get the innocent child back.
Well, this an addition to the post. I just read the news about this incident on net. This is a bit different than the one I heard on TV. Click here to read it.
The news was about an infant’s death in New Delhi. Though the news seems to be just another one of that kind, you’ll be definitely moved if you read this completely. A laborer admitted his wife into a maternity ward of some hospital. She gave birth to a girl but the girl was too weak to be treated as a normal child. So the doctors told the parents that the girl needs to be kept in incubator for some days. The parents agreed and the girl was kept in the incubator. All’s well until day 5.
That day, the girl’s mother heard the girl crying and went to the room where the girl was kept. She saw that the on-duty nurse was sleeping outside the room and woke her up. When briefed about the cries, the nurse replied that this is common for children as they find it difficult to cope up with the varying temperatures in the incubator and dismissed the mother’s fears and didn’t even let her enter the room and slept again. This happened a couple of times more in a short span. Then someone noticed smoke coming out of the room and entered the room. It was then that the truth came out. The baby is dead. Somehow the temperature of the incubator increased and the baby was burnt alive. The nurse who was on-duty didn’t even care to have a look when the baby was crying for a long time. The duty doctor was no-where to be seen. A couple of tears escaped from my eyes when they channel was interviewing the girls’ father.
Now, who should be blamed for this incident/accident? The mother for not pestering the nurse to open the door or the nurse for sleeping on duty or the doctor for not being available during the duty hours or the manufacturers of the incubator for not taking proper security measures? But whomever you blame, we’ll not get the innocent child back.
Well, this an addition to the post. I just read the news about this incident on net. This is a bit different than the one I heard on TV. Click here to read it.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
A perfect holiday
One of the tourist attractions of Bahrain is an island called Hawar, somewhere far from the mainland in the ocean. I was planning for quite sometime to visit this island but nothing worked out and literally, I shelved the idea of visiting it. Now, some friends approached me with the plan yet again and we were waiting for the right time. The past couple of weeks were lost either because the climate is too cold or because of the lack of funds. Finally, everything was set right this weekend and we were all eager to visit the island. We booked ourselves for an over-night stay on the island which means that we will stay from the afternoon of Thursday to the afternoon of Friday.
The campaigners were myself, Pavan, Siva Nag, Sivanand, Jagadeesh and Haardick. The D-day has come and we are supposed to reach the Al-Dur jetty from where a ship is supposed to take us to the island. Reaching here made me lose my brains as my cab driver who was supposed to meet me at my office by 12 15PM didn’t show up till 1 20 PM because of traffic jam and we lost way a couple of time. Somehow, we reached the place before the scheduled time. A speedboat took us to the island and the journey in the ocean was about 45 minutes. It was fun to ride on the rough sea waters as this is my first ride on sea waters (on my last vacation to India, I went into the ocean on a fisherman’s boat but that round trip was just for about 10 minutes).
The island looked great on the first look and we were very enthusiastic to explore it and its beaches. Sadly, the beach is not that good and immediately we went to the swimming pool and cooled ourselves there. I never knew swimming, so most of my time was spent either lying in the water or taking photographs of others. We spent around an hour there and then looking for a good space where we can play cricket for a while. We somehow zeroed on one place and started playing there. But in the middle of the game, we were told that sports are not allowed there and we can play cricket at some court which even has flood lights. What else do we want (the light already started to fade off)??? We were also told that there many adventure sports but they’ll not be open till the next morning and that the area was called “Activity Centre”. So we went to the tennis court cum cricket ground and started playing there till 6 45PM. It was fun.
We retuned then to respective rooms and showered up. We were told that dinner will be served from 7 30PM to 9 30PM and the bar will be open till midnight. Some of us wanted to visit the bar but we decided against that as we might show up late for dinner because of drinks. So we went for dinner(and planned to visit the bar late in the night) and were treated with a delicious inter-continental treat. The dinner included some exotic dishes like roasted squids in oyster sauce, lamb leg in mint sauce, Turkish chicken etc. So we ended up taking a heavy dinner. Who can drink after a heavy meal?? At least, I cannot. We visited the gift shop and bought a pack of cards and started playing till 11PM. I won the game but as usual, no one paid me anything!!!!
The next day’s plan was to finish the breakfast session as soon as we can and hit the activity centre. I got up first around 6 45 AM and showered off. We went for breakfast around 7 45 AM and had a very heavy one once again. We somehow reached the so called Activity Centre but were taken back after seeing the price list. A jet-ski costs you 9 BD(around 25 USD) and I don’t even know how to ride it.
There were a lot of options for us to choose from the list. Some of them are jet-skis, beach buggies, bicycles and bikes(thank God, I didn’t chose a bike as I later saw that the bike is none other than our own Indian-made TVS scooty). I was a big adventure sport buff and here are the two machines(beach buggy, jet-ski) which I’ll give a try for everything in the world. Everyone is worried about the bucks involved in the so-called activities but three of us, Pavan, Siva Nag and myself made up our minds to give everything a shot. I initiated the activities by opting for a beach buggy. The one I got was a bit malfunctioning as the handle is dragging me towards the right side. The guy in-charge was telling that the machine was fine and it was me who’s screwing it up. I revolted and he gave me another one which was fine enough. I immediately got into the mood and my adrenalin started filling up. I was leading the way while Pavan got into the rhythm of the machine soon enough. We both were enjoying our time while Siva Nag was having a hard time controlling his machine as the terrain is pretty rough. By the end of the scheduled time, everyone is fully charged up and waiting for the next round of fun. We had a good photo session on the buggies and then headed to the booking counter once again.
This time, we chose the jet-ski but we were all pretty scared inside as none of us who enrolled to ride the jet-ski knew swimming (one guy knows swimming but he can’t swim for long). Each one of us was building in others but he was scared inside. It was decided that Siva Nag and Haardick will ride one jet-ski while Pavan and myself will ride the other. We were told the instructions and basic security measures. First, Siva Nag and Haardick took off with Siva Nag at the helm while our jet-ski started after a couple of minutes with Pavan at the helm. While trying to cross the reef(so as to enter into the open ocean), Siva Nag crashed into the rocks but thankfully, at a small pace. So nothing happened to the machine and the instructor helped them to get back into waters. By this time, Haardick lost all his courage and asked us to ride his ski while he shifts to ours. So the pairs changed to Pavan and Siva Nag(Pavan was driving this time) and me and Haardick with me driving the jet-ski.
I was pretty scared as soon as we entered the rough waters but my courage took over as we were wearing life jackets and there some fishermen at the reef. Soon, me and Haardick were having a blast on the waters and we rounded up all the small islands(Hawar is actually a group of islands scattered everywhere and most of these islands are less than 5 diameter) in no time. I asked Haardick whether we should interchange our seats so that he can steer for sometime. He replied that he’s scared to do ride the bike in shallow waters and will drive in the reef itself. So just before our due time, we reached the reef and interchanged our seats and made a couple of rounds and while parking the jet-ski, I took over and made a perfect parking. Then we had a photo-session even there and got back to the booking centre trying to decide what to do next as the time’s flying by fast. We then decided to cool off in the pool and took tickets for everyone for the water-slide. Wow, it was fun as I never slid on a water slide this big, before. We slid for 3 or 4 times each and then hit the pool. We had a funny photo session there too and we were back in our rooms and got ready soon enough as we were told to check out before lunch.
We checked out soon enough and hit the restaurant for lunch. The lunch seemed to be purely Indian with loads of mutton biriyani, Chicken curry, minced meat and some other vegetarian curries. We finished just in time to catch the bus to the jetty and reached the boat soon enough. During our ride back to the Al-Dur jetty, everyone seemed pretty sad as if were leaving a dear one and wished for our next trip soon. Adeos, Hawar. We’ll be back soon.
Wait wait, the trip’s not finished yet. We booked a bus from the hotel itself that’s scheduled to drop us at the Hawar reservation counter from the Al-Dur jetty. This counter’s far from any of our flats. So as soon as we got into the bus, we pleaded the driver to drop us at our respective flats. But the guy was adamant and said that his job will be risk if anyone finds this out. We pleaded again and he rejected again. This went on for sometime. Then I asked him in Hindi: “Brother, where are you from, in India”. He replied that he’s from Andhra. Spontaneously, everyone started the following in a chorus:
“Anna, nuvve alaa antey inkevaru maa bhaadha vintaaru? Dhaya chesi mammalni dimpei”(Brother, who’ll understand our plight if you say like this? Please drop us). Now our guy started thinking and he dropped us silently at our place.
So this is how our first big trip in Bahrain took place.
The campaigners were myself, Pavan, Siva Nag, Sivanand, Jagadeesh and Haardick. The D-day has come and we are supposed to reach the Al-Dur jetty from where a ship is supposed to take us to the island. Reaching here made me lose my brains as my cab driver who was supposed to meet me at my office by 12 15PM didn’t show up till 1 20 PM because of traffic jam and we lost way a couple of time. Somehow, we reached the place before the scheduled time. A speedboat took us to the island and the journey in the ocean was about 45 minutes. It was fun to ride on the rough sea waters as this is my first ride on sea waters (on my last vacation to India, I went into the ocean on a fisherman’s boat but that round trip was just for about 10 minutes).
The island looked great on the first look and we were very enthusiastic to explore it and its beaches. Sadly, the beach is not that good and immediately we went to the swimming pool and cooled ourselves there. I never knew swimming, so most of my time was spent either lying in the water or taking photographs of others. We spent around an hour there and then looking for a good space where we can play cricket for a while. We somehow zeroed on one place and started playing there. But in the middle of the game, we were told that sports are not allowed there and we can play cricket at some court which even has flood lights. What else do we want (the light already started to fade off)??? We were also told that there many adventure sports but they’ll not be open till the next morning and that the area was called “Activity Centre”. So we went to the tennis court cum cricket ground and started playing there till 6 45PM. It was fun.
We retuned then to respective rooms and showered up. We were told that dinner will be served from 7 30PM to 9 30PM and the bar will be open till midnight. Some of us wanted to visit the bar but we decided against that as we might show up late for dinner because of drinks. So we went for dinner(and planned to visit the bar late in the night) and were treated with a delicious inter-continental treat. The dinner included some exotic dishes like roasted squids in oyster sauce, lamb leg in mint sauce, Turkish chicken etc. So we ended up taking a heavy dinner. Who can drink after a heavy meal?? At least, I cannot. We visited the gift shop and bought a pack of cards and started playing till 11PM. I won the game but as usual, no one paid me anything!!!!
The next day’s plan was to finish the breakfast session as soon as we can and hit the activity centre. I got up first around 6 45 AM and showered off. We went for breakfast around 7 45 AM and had a very heavy one once again. We somehow reached the so called Activity Centre but were taken back after seeing the price list. A jet-ski costs you 9 BD(around 25 USD) and I don’t even know how to ride it.
There were a lot of options for us to choose from the list. Some of them are jet-skis, beach buggies, bicycles and bikes(thank God, I didn’t chose a bike as I later saw that the bike is none other than our own Indian-made TVS scooty). I was a big adventure sport buff and here are the two machines(beach buggy, jet-ski) which I’ll give a try for everything in the world. Everyone is worried about the bucks involved in the so-called activities but three of us, Pavan, Siva Nag and myself made up our minds to give everything a shot. I initiated the activities by opting for a beach buggy. The one I got was a bit malfunctioning as the handle is dragging me towards the right side. The guy in-charge was telling that the machine was fine and it was me who’s screwing it up. I revolted and he gave me another one which was fine enough. I immediately got into the mood and my adrenalin started filling up. I was leading the way while Pavan got into the rhythm of the machine soon enough. We both were enjoying our time while Siva Nag was having a hard time controlling his machine as the terrain is pretty rough. By the end of the scheduled time, everyone is fully charged up and waiting for the next round of fun. We had a good photo session on the buggies and then headed to the booking counter once again.
This time, we chose the jet-ski but we were all pretty scared inside as none of us who enrolled to ride the jet-ski knew swimming (one guy knows swimming but he can’t swim for long). Each one of us was building in others but he was scared inside. It was decided that Siva Nag and Haardick will ride one jet-ski while Pavan and myself will ride the other. We were told the instructions and basic security measures. First, Siva Nag and Haardick took off with Siva Nag at the helm while our jet-ski started after a couple of minutes with Pavan at the helm. While trying to cross the reef(so as to enter into the open ocean), Siva Nag crashed into the rocks but thankfully, at a small pace. So nothing happened to the machine and the instructor helped them to get back into waters. By this time, Haardick lost all his courage and asked us to ride his ski while he shifts to ours. So the pairs changed to Pavan and Siva Nag(Pavan was driving this time) and me and Haardick with me driving the jet-ski.
I was pretty scared as soon as we entered the rough waters but my courage took over as we were wearing life jackets and there some fishermen at the reef. Soon, me and Haardick were having a blast on the waters and we rounded up all the small islands(Hawar is actually a group of islands scattered everywhere and most of these islands are less than 5 diameter) in no time. I asked Haardick whether we should interchange our seats so that he can steer for sometime. He replied that he’s scared to do ride the bike in shallow waters and will drive in the reef itself. So just before our due time, we reached the reef and interchanged our seats and made a couple of rounds and while parking the jet-ski, I took over and made a perfect parking. Then we had a photo-session even there and got back to the booking centre trying to decide what to do next as the time’s flying by fast. We then decided to cool off in the pool and took tickets for everyone for the water-slide. Wow, it was fun as I never slid on a water slide this big, before. We slid for 3 or 4 times each and then hit the pool. We had a funny photo session there too and we were back in our rooms and got ready soon enough as we were told to check out before lunch.
We checked out soon enough and hit the restaurant for lunch. The lunch seemed to be purely Indian with loads of mutton biriyani, Chicken curry, minced meat and some other vegetarian curries. We finished just in time to catch the bus to the jetty and reached the boat soon enough. During our ride back to the Al-Dur jetty, everyone seemed pretty sad as if were leaving a dear one and wished for our next trip soon. Adeos, Hawar. We’ll be back soon.
Wait wait, the trip’s not finished yet. We booked a bus from the hotel itself that’s scheduled to drop us at the Hawar reservation counter from the Al-Dur jetty. This counter’s far from any of our flats. So as soon as we got into the bus, we pleaded the driver to drop us at our respective flats. But the guy was adamant and said that his job will be risk if anyone finds this out. We pleaded again and he rejected again. This went on for sometime. Then I asked him in Hindi: “Brother, where are you from, in India”. He replied that he’s from Andhra. Spontaneously, everyone started the following in a chorus:
“Anna, nuvve alaa antey inkevaru maa bhaadha vintaaru? Dhaya chesi mammalni dimpei”(Brother, who’ll understand our plight if you say like this? Please drop us). Now our guy started thinking and he dropped us silently at our place.
So this is how our first big trip in Bahrain took place.
Crazy 8
These days, tags seemed to be making waves in the Bloggerville. I’ve been tagged by a fellow blogger, Jayashri to write the below things. Well, let me start over.
8 Things I am passionate about
• My family.
• My friends(I just love the bond of friendship).
• Books.
• Music.
• Movies.
• My collection of old memories, which include gift wrappers, letters, tickets of some old trips etc.
• Coding of programs(I love them when they are achieved after a decent hard work).
• Last but not least, my blog.
8 Things I want to do before I die
• Fulfil all the dreams of my parents.
• Go for a long holiday with the best of my friends, Rajesh and Hema Srinivas.
• Build an old age home and take care of all the old people who are left for good by their children.
• Educate at least 10 poor children.
• Own a big house in countryside, far from the pollution of the cities.
• Write my own book and gain good recognition.
• Own a Ferrari.
• Own a Hayabusa or its equivalent.
8 Things I say often
• Oh God.
• F*** off.
• Loving this.
• Boka.
• Keka(means shout in Telugu).
• A** Hole.
• Wow.
• Shit.
8 Books I've read recently
• Pasalapudi Kathalu by Vamsi (Telugu).
• The Hit List by Chris Ryan.
• You can win by Shiv Kera (a repeat).
• The monk who sold his Ferrari.
• Lotus Notes Developers Guide.
• Bahrain this month(February Edition).
• Some book of short stories.
• Emirates Airways Schedule.
8 songs I could listen to over and over
• Nammaka thappani nijamainaa from Bommarillu.
• Most of the songs sung by Sonu Nigam.
• Songs by Atif Aslam.
• Songs by Lata Mangeshkar.
• Songs from Abhinandana.
• Almost all songs of Backstreet Boys.
• All songs of Enrique Iglesias.
• Title track of Titanic.
8 Things that attract me to my best friends
• Ability to accept me as who I’m.
• Respecting my ideas.
• Sharing my sorrows and joys.
• Sharing their joys and sorrows.
• Alerting me over my mistakes.
• Helping others in need.
• Interests which we share in common.
• Their company.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Chak De, India and Chak De, Sachin too
As you all know, India won the last edition of the Commonwealth Bank series in Australia. This series win is historic in many aspects, the major one being the fact that this was won against the Aussies, world no. 1, in their own homeland. And this win is important because the Aussies tried to degrade our players a lot. Overall, this series win can attributed as a team work but the final two matches were dominated by Sachin in batting and Praveen in bowling. Praveen is a talented young chap who’ll conquer quite a few milestones in his career. But it’s Sachin who stood in the news most of the time. Being an ardent fan of him, let me write a few words about him. After all, this is my blog and if it’s not here that I write, where can I write about him?
Before the final three matches of India, Sachin did not play upto his mark. His best scores were a crucial 44 and a blistering 32. He even scored a couple of single digit scores and a duck in the process of the tournament. Then some so-called pundits of cricket raised their voices against him and almost demanded that he has to retire and give chance to youngsters. It was then that the volcano erupted.
India had to win their last league match against Sri Lanka to advance to the finals. No one expected Sachin to play well because (I’m sorry to say this) he had a bad reputation of not being able to perform in crucial matches. But die-hard fans like me were praying for him all the way. Our prayers were answered. He blasted the opposition’s bowling attack with his stroke-play and India easily won the match. But this is just a sign of the storm to come.
The finals for this tourney were in the format of best-of-three matches. In the first final, India was chasing a tempting total of 240. But no target is in reach, if you consider the pace-attack of the Aussies. It was then that the maestro came into rescue. After losing some early wickets, Rohit Sharma joined Sachin in the run chase and they both took the team into safe waters. Sachin was not out till the end and scored 117 off 120 balls. Fittingly, he was adjudged the Man of the Match.
India batted first in the second final and scored a total of 259 runs in their allotted 50 overs. But this score was far less then what was expected at the time Sachin was out. He scored 91 in this innings. We won this match fairly just because of Praveen Kumar who took 3 early wickets and finished with the match figures of 4-46.
Sachin regained his No. 1 rank as the world’s best batsman after quite a few years. He proved to his critics that he’s still the best in the trade. As ardent fans of Sachin, we all hope that he conquers many more heights in the cricketing history.
Before the final three matches of India, Sachin did not play upto his mark. His best scores were a crucial 44 and a blistering 32. He even scored a couple of single digit scores and a duck in the process of the tournament. Then some so-called pundits of cricket raised their voices against him and almost demanded that he has to retire and give chance to youngsters. It was then that the volcano erupted.
India had to win their last league match against Sri Lanka to advance to the finals. No one expected Sachin to play well because (I’m sorry to say this) he had a bad reputation of not being able to perform in crucial matches. But die-hard fans like me were praying for him all the way. Our prayers were answered. He blasted the opposition’s bowling attack with his stroke-play and India easily won the match. But this is just a sign of the storm to come.
The finals for this tourney were in the format of best-of-three matches. In the first final, India was chasing a tempting total of 240. But no target is in reach, if you consider the pace-attack of the Aussies. It was then that the maestro came into rescue. After losing some early wickets, Rohit Sharma joined Sachin in the run chase and they both took the team into safe waters. Sachin was not out till the end and scored 117 off 120 balls. Fittingly, he was adjudged the Man of the Match.
India batted first in the second final and scored a total of 259 runs in their allotted 50 overs. But this score was far less then what was expected at the time Sachin was out. He scored 91 in this innings. We won this match fairly just because of Praveen Kumar who took 3 early wickets and finished with the match figures of 4-46.
Sachin regained his No. 1 rank as the world’s best batsman after quite a few years. He proved to his critics that he’s still the best in the trade. As ardent fans of Sachin, we all hope that he conquers many more heights in the cricketing history.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
Lazy evening with TV
Last evening after office, for some unknown reason, I felt a little sick and decided to stick to my flat without going out, even for food. So I played NFS (it’s like a regular for the past 3 days) and then felt like giving it a break and switched on the idiot box. As usual, I started flicking through all the channels (remote control is one invention which assists me a lot, I just love it). Some programs made me think for a while. Let me write about those.
The first one is about Indian cricket team winning the first of the best-of-the-three finals against Australia. Sachin Tendulkar played one of his best innings but this win is team effort. Our bowlers bowled pretty well and restricted Aussies to a reasonable score. India did well to win the first game but it’s the series that matters the most. The celebrations should be postponed for a little later. However, this is not what I intend to say in this article. As I was flicking through various Indian news channels, I saw that the news about cricket is being highlighted too much. There’s a program on cricket almost every one hour in almost all these channels. I feel that our media is building a not-so-good hype on cricket. I still remember the shows on these channels when India lost in the first round of the previous World cup.
By-the-way, my hearty congratulations to the Indian Under-19 team for winning the Under-19 world cup. They played well through out the tournament and thoroughly deserved the cup. But, somewhere inside, I felt that the target as per the D/L method was a bit harsh on the South Africans, as usual.
Then, there was this Filmfare awards show on Sony Entertainment Television. As soon as I started viewing this event, Priyanka Chopra was asked by Amrita Arora the reason for attending this event. Miss Chopra answered “I came only for Darsheel Safary. I just love this kid”. This sparked some interest in me and made me view the event for almost a couple of hours. The event was hosted jointly by Shah Rukh Khan and Saif Ali Khan with Vidya Balan helping them out in the middle. Both are Khans are at their witty best with SRK emerging as the perfect entertainer. The Chote Nawab gave him very good company and kept the audience laughing all the way. They left no stone unturned in their comments ranging from Ranbir Kapoor’s towel drop in Saawariya to Darsheel’s nomination for the Best Actor award. You can see a picture of them doing the infamous towel act, below. Akshay Kumar was hilarious in the middle when both the Khans made fun of him. I just felt that they are ragging him. Deepika Padukone is at her sensuous best and looked so graceful. Vivek Oberoi, Kareena Kapoor and Neil Nitin Mukesh(don’t ask me who this guy is) did well in the dance shows. Overall, this event is better than many recent movies and a total paisa-wasool.
P.S: Is it just coincidence that Vidya Balan took over the Khans as host just when the award for Best director is to be announced for Aamir Khan?
Well, I hope, at least this evening, I'll do something fruitful........
The first one is about Indian cricket team winning the first of the best-of-the-three finals against Australia. Sachin Tendulkar played one of his best innings but this win is team effort. Our bowlers bowled pretty well and restricted Aussies to a reasonable score. India did well to win the first game but it’s the series that matters the most. The celebrations should be postponed for a little later. However, this is not what I intend to say in this article. As I was flicking through various Indian news channels, I saw that the news about cricket is being highlighted too much. There’s a program on cricket almost every one hour in almost all these channels. I feel that our media is building a not-so-good hype on cricket. I still remember the shows on these channels when India lost in the first round of the previous World cup.
By-the-way, my hearty congratulations to the Indian Under-19 team for winning the Under-19 world cup. They played well through out the tournament and thoroughly deserved the cup. But, somewhere inside, I felt that the target as per the D/L method was a bit harsh on the South Africans, as usual.
Then, there was this Filmfare awards show on Sony Entertainment Television. As soon as I started viewing this event, Priyanka Chopra was asked by Amrita Arora the reason for attending this event. Miss Chopra answered “I came only for Darsheel Safary. I just love this kid”. This sparked some interest in me and made me view the event for almost a couple of hours. The event was hosted jointly by Shah Rukh Khan and Saif Ali Khan with Vidya Balan helping them out in the middle. Both are Khans are at their witty best with SRK emerging as the perfect entertainer. The Chote Nawab gave him very good company and kept the audience laughing all the way. They left no stone unturned in their comments ranging from Ranbir Kapoor’s towel drop in Saawariya to Darsheel’s nomination for the Best Actor award. You can see a picture of them doing the infamous towel act, below. Akshay Kumar was hilarious in the middle when both the Khans made fun of him. I just felt that they are ragging him. Deepika Padukone is at her sensuous best and looked so graceful. Vivek Oberoi, Kareena Kapoor and Neil Nitin Mukesh(don’t ask me who this guy is) did well in the dance shows. Overall, this event is better than many recent movies and a total paisa-wasool.
P.S: Is it just coincidence that Vidya Balan took over the Khans as host just when the award for Best director is to be announced for Aamir Khan?
Well, I hope, at least this evening, I'll do something fruitful........
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