Emotional Atyachaar

I saw 'Dev D' last Saturday. The movie was all about 'I am slut'. I liked the movie. I liked the way the real nature of the boy-girl relationships was displayed in the movie. Paro was 'hot'. I loved it when she said, 'Mein pagal ho rahi hoon' on phone. First on phone, then in Dev's room, then near the gusalkhana, then the boldest and [the best ;)] scene 'ganne ke khet mein' [sugarcane fields], it was all about S. E. X. and I was sitting in the middle of two girls. lucky me! I am still confused whether she (Paro) had really done 'it' with her 'naukar' [Sunil] or not. Then there was Chanda. A sweet but spoiled child. A divine prostitute, sex worker, escort or like she said randi . I liked her role. And 'Dev'... phew! he was the biggest of the sluts, who screwed himself. I also liked the way the story writer has changed the ending from that of the conventional 'Devdas' [Don't ask me how... go watch movie]. Moral of the story: Indian Cinema is getting bolder and we have started talking about sex as another activity Ha! strange. [I wonder what my parents have to say about it ;) :P]
I also read ‘Of course I love you!... till I find someone better’. Once someone told me to read ‘P.S. I love you’ but I know that would be painful for me, so I ended up reading a book with almost the same name. Kiddin! ;) I just got this book from Manveen accidentally. For the first 100 pages the book was awful. I was cursing myself, why I started reading this. The book was full of mindless affairs, girls, kisses and sex, but then a breakup happened in the middle of the book and the other half of the book suddenly became awesome. The main character of the book was in agony, real agony. I sometimes think that its always other people’s agony which gives us pleasure. More the other person is in pain, more happy we are. Or may be the Newton’s law of energy applies to happiness also. ‘The happiness is constant. It can never be created nor be destroyed; It can only be transferred from one person to another or transformed from one form to another. Whatever, but I believe that you can spread happiness even in the most painful days of yours. Like ‘Deb’ in the book did for ‘Amit’ and ‘Astha’ [I liked that part a lot] or like I am doing by showing you this:


This item which I have posted today, reminds me of the days (rather nights) which we have spent copy > pasting the assignments and completing just a lecture before or sometimes after the due dates. Most of the engineers are dextrous in this at least ;)

Exams were fun... like movies are

Yesterday I saw two movies... 'Seven Pounds' and 'Momento'. Both the movies have one thing in common... 'dead wife'. One more thing was common... 'Awesome presentation'. It has always fascinated me, the way directors (or editors) play with the time quotient in such kind of movies. 'Will Smith' is really great actor. It's not like that I haven't liked his acting skills in 'MIB' or 'Independence Day', but the movie which made him much better actor in my eyes was 'Hitch'. It seems to me that I watch too many movies. Day before yesterday, I was watching 'Something gotta get' starring 'Jack Nicholas'. That movie was really lovely.

The item posted above is another tribute to the Examinations. I have always loved exams as they have always given me a feeling that I am cool. ;)

Cartoon was hurt... but not physically... strange!!!

Pooh got married. She and Mohit were a looking very good as a couple. I was in Patiala for the same occasion which incredibly was on Valentine's Day. I’ve never given much of an importance to this day. I don’t know what is the need of this day in India, but I am not against it either. Instead I hate those who are opposing it or creating nuisance on this day by creating violence in the name of culture. The culture of the country which I know as India, as my country, is peaceful and accepting. We as Indians have accepted the cultures from all over the world, though with some modifications according to our own, but we have... accepted. Acceptance is our culture. Free thinking is our culture. We believe in ‘live and let live’.
For last few weeks, I was thinking through my heart. I don’t know why and how the sentimental guy inside me was on rage. That sentimental guy inside me instigated me to do things which I would have never done in my own self. Blame it on the love songs or the pheromones or the sketch which I have got on my wall, I was thinking of love whereas the truth is... there is nothing like love, it’s only lust. I guess once more I have touched the controversial topic of Love vs Lust. I am not so good at this love thing, so I think I should leave this topic. It can only hurt and it's not the first time that I am hurt. Also, I am sure that it's not the last. As Def Leppard says, "I'll love again" [may be the same girl ;)]. Enough of this love-bullshit, 'the Cartoon' can not think or love. It's heinous crime in my world.
Now lets get down to business. The sketch which I have pulled out of my carton today was tooned by me when I was teaching in CEC, Landran [Yeah! Yeah! I can teach too Ha!]
I guess you have also seen this kind of scenes while you were in college ;)

Jolly Good Me

We do too many things, rather we spend our lives to be 'happy', but deep down we all know that it is a never ending quest. A war which we are never going to win. A pursuit which is never going to finish.
Why I am talking so pessimistically? Because I am not happy :) . I am NOT in my jolly-good nature. But I know that this will pass like any other phase of my life. The life goes on after-all. It's just a matter of days or may be hours if I am strong enough. May the almighty bless me with power to bear the pain which I have beget myself. Life is nothing, but a set of choices. We make it and then we regret.

By the way the item which I have brought out of my carton today is a picture of a direction-post near to my birth-place.

A sunny morning in Winters

Life can be lived in two ways -

1. "Sab kucch theek ho jayega" means that "Everything will be alright"
2. "Sab kucch theek hai" means that"Everything is alright

Either we can spend our lives waiting for a new dawn which will come through the darkest hours of our nights and spread up as happiness into our lives or we can keep on living like nothing bad is going on and all we have is now. All the happiness is now. There is nothing like a happiness which is to be found in the future.

Both these sentences are complete in themselves and in a sense both are incomplete. We can go on living with hopes for a better tomorrow or we can go on living with no awareness about tomorrow.

I think we should leave all those philosophical talks for now and concentrate on the item from the carton of the cartoon.

This picture is of my own kitchen garden in the backyard of my home. It was the sunlight which attracted me. A sunny morning in the winters is nothing but a precious gift.

Happy New Year!

Year 2008 is a history now. We have left it behind but, the memories are still fresh. Like anybody else can say, "A lot has happened to me in this year". In this post I am posting some of the photographs of the last trip which I had to my home. Office is a boredom now. The environment and the politics at the workplace sucks now. May be it's due to the global frustration which is happening around due to the recession. World is becoming a bad-place-to-live-in day by day. But still there is a lot to see in this planet. Like the picture above is a place in Kangra, which you can see if you can risk parking your car in the middle of a curvaceous road. I always wanted to capture this scene on camera.

This picture is of the narrow gauge running between Pathankot and Joginder Nagar. This is one of the oldest rails laid in Himachal Pradesh. This one was laid when India was a british colony and was ruled by the Englishmen. Sometimes I think that all the progress which our state has done was in that rule, after that we became a set of poor people somehow. I am not sure how but I truely want to see it more prosperous than it ever was. Amen!

A long look towards home

"A long look towards home" was the punch line which was printed on the tickets which we purchased for the Tibet Museum in McLodganj. I was home last weekend. It was a vacation due to Christmas. After a very tense couple of weeks a trip to my home was really refreshing. With me were my friends, Ish, Vaibhav, Gaurav and Ramji. The picture above is a landscape in Kangra. This is the highest I shaped valley in Asia (or in world... I am not sure :P). The structure which is visible at the top of this cliff is 'Kangra Fort'. We also visited MacLodGanj Temple, museum, Bhagsunaag Temple, and Jwalamukhi Mata Temple. I really enjoyed that. To tell the truth I don't want to live in Delhi. I want to live and work from my homeplace. I am keeping my fingers crossed :). Pray for me!

Cartoon at Narin's home

It has really been long since I have done any blog entry. Everybody today is blogging. Even Bollywood Superstarts have started using these blogs to abuse their co-starts. It' a good and easy way to gain popularity. Who am I? I am nobody compared to these superstars. I am just another regular guy, trying to create space for myself.
Today, I am in Jalandhar. Goraya exactly [like you care!]. I am here with my friend and roommate for last seven years Narin Kalra. I am doing this blog entry through his home. The last time I did any sketching was... I don' t remember. No Sketch, so no blog. I have gone so much busy with my office life that I am forgetting everything, but then all of us have become busy. I miss those times when people were excited to see my sketches. When they were pouring in ideas and waiting patiently to let me finish up. Those days are gone with the time and we have gone busy like anything. But somehow today, I brought these few minutes to enter this blog entry. I have taken a day off on Monday, just to relax. I guess we'll be going to 'Rangla Punjab' tonight and am planning to go to home for a weekend near our Independance Day.

While I am here, I have helped Narin to earn some reputation in front of his parents by creating a static site for his father's confectionary business. Attaching a snapshot. Nothing more this time...

India in 1835

While browsing through my mailbox I found this particular mail which was sent to me by Kamal Kahlon (popularly known as 'cchurlee' among his friends). This mail took me. I felt proud as well as ashamed simultaneously after reading it. I am pasting this image here, as I think it deserves more than it. Every INDIAN should read it at least once.

Agents of Satan are back

I guess this is going to be the last post of year 2007. I am not getting much time these days. Busy and packed. Today I brought out some more of my creations from my carton. These two characters came into being when I was a lecturer and trying hard to learn Macromedia Flash. I created these on paper and then on PC without scanning [as at that time I didn't get my hands on any scanner. Moreover I didn't know how to trace in Flash] Anyways, presenting in front of you the 'Agents of Satan'. I haven't named them yet. Suggestions are welcome