Walk in the park

With the festive season round the corner, it’s time to forget calories and to gorge in mouth-watering sumptuous delicacies which are totally irresistible. In the past month, I was virtually home all the time. And when at home, the two things I did the most were: grab some food after regular intervals and have a sweet nap. This agitated my mom to a great extent (apart from, obviously, my less devotion on studies), since they both lead to me getting fat....Ahem....healthy I should say. My mom feels, one should be always be fit, keep a control on diet, eat health food, and a thousand other correct things. (Why are moms always right, I hate that). After all her persistent poking, one evening I finally entered the park after a very long time.

It was really tiring and boring the first day, but as the days went by I really started enjoying there. (This is also when I thought of writing this article) Just the sight of people walking vigorously injected further enthusiasm in me also to walk. I met many people there, some known faces and the rest the unknown. I considered them either the demoralizers or the hindrances. Demoralizers because they'll come up to me and say "Arre Kunal, What is the need for you to walk? You are fine enough". This brings down my 'injected enthusiasm' and encourages me to 'not-to-walk'. Hindrances because first they'll stop me, ask some questions even they aren't interested in listening, remind me of those thousand correct things that my mom also tells and then, finally, ask me to carry on after I have lost my continuity.



Well, all this happened for first 2-3 days of my walk and the demoralizers and the hindrances reduced to nil after that. Now I started realising the beauty of the park. By the word I not only mean that small plants, seedlings and the flowers. The beauty of the park comes from the chanting of small children, laughing of a group of senior citizens, shouts of boys and ringing of bells, which I dunno where it comes from (probably the ice-cream vendor).

While taking a round in the park, one can witness all the stages of life. Right from the young buds riding there first tri-cycles which their mother cautiously keeping an eye on them to the large group of senior citizens laughing in chorus as if mimicking Navjot Sidhu. For me two things are most fascinating. One is a group of 10-12 kids of the age group 5-6 years learning karate. They all might not be perfect in their karate actions but their unusual Chinese sounds like 'haiya', 'khya', and many others which I am not able to spell are always in sync. The other is the group of kids playing all sorts of games. This reminds me of my past and the days I used to play outdoors throughout the day. These kids, as thought following a certain legacy left by us, would play a different game after every 10-15 days and would fight on a very petty issue, remembering which leaves a priceless smile on my face.

There are many other people walking, some, probably, after a scolding from their moms too. Not to also forget the most peculiar ones either in the manner of walk or the sound that they make while walking. They are the ones who either copy the comedians or are the perfect material to be copied by the comedians. This is my story of 'Walk in the park' and probably for someone I am just another person (or a 'strange' person) in the park walking.....

Legacy lives on....

Even as the whole world mourns the sudden death of "Peter Pan of Pop music", it is still really hard for me to digest the fact that he is no more present with us.....Only physically, I mean, because he is simply immortal and his music will stay with us . Initialy, when the shocking news broke up, I thought it was just another rumour which would soon fade away like the previous ones. The singer taught people to dance (specially the moonwalk) and spawned millions of lookalikes the number of which will keep on increasing with each passing day. Everyone, at some point in their life, desired to dance like him....Atleast I did, and that too for a long part of my childhood.

He started his career at the age of 10 with his brothers in 'Jacksons 5'. His career then just took off to achieve unachievable heights. Since then he spent 40 glorious years in the eyes of legions of fans, he loved.

Originally 'non-white' by birth, Jacko was the one to intoduce a music video after separating from his brothers. He had a very big round nose which earned him the title of "big nose". On getting irrritated by this, he went through his first plastic surgery at the age of 26 and the second at 27 which included the make-over of his eye-brows also. The story of plastic surgery the carried on and on and the number went upto 13.

The 'King of Pop' in late 1980s and early 1990s was responsible for tracks like 'I want tou back' (1969), 'I'll be there', 'Dont stop', 'Bad', 'Thriller', 'Billie Jaen', 'Dangerous', 'Black and White', 'You are not alone', 'Heal the world' and many many more. Of these, 'Bad' and 'Black and White' are my personal favorites. (was tough for me to choose this one though) . The reason being, they were very popular when I was about 4-5yrs. Being the pop star that he is, his versatility can be seen from tracks like 'You are not alone' and 'Heal the world'. (these two really touch my heart to the core). He hit his peak with the release of "Thriller" (obviously I wasnt there to witness it, but heard a lot about it from my father) which recieved many accolades in the US and sold about a whopping 750 million albums around the world!!!!Phew.....

Later in his career, he witnessed a bizarre disintegration. He was being called a gay, rumours of him having transformed his sex, blah, blah, blah....I never believed in any, it was all due to his failed plastic surgery and some small small problems. His darkest moment undoubtedly came in 2003 when he was indicted for child molesting charges. But thank God he was acquintted of all such charges.

Now, at the age of 50, after having gone through all the phases of his life The King of Pop was heading towards a comeback. He was giving it all he had for 50 shows for the O2 concert at London!!!! 50 shows at the age of 50!!!! It is really hard for any 50yr old person to be "The electrifying Michael Jackson" even if he is Micheal jackson!! One can now wonder, how much effort was been put in by the star. He had been rehearsing day in and day out and came across many injuries. He had broken a vertebra and had broken a leg from a fall on the stage. Thus he took some painkillers but still he never gave up.

All said and done, but Jacko......U'l never ever go away from my heart. I had always heard "Life is short" but I feel......MJ, you have gone too soon!!! I feel, artists like him come into your life, leave an impact in your life and then never go away. MJ was like one of them for me....No performer can EVER match upto Jackson. I just pray now that may he rest in peace... (he'll finally find peace that had always eluded him)....

Michael Jackson (1958-forever)

MONSTER MACHINE

Our roads will never be the same anymore. We'll witness flashes zooming left and right. These flashes will be unstoppable and absolutely uncatchable. Stand up and welcome an imposing legend in the biking world - Suzuki Hayabusa 1300......But before I start....Gimme room, lemme accelerate and VROOM!!
I play with the tornados, race against the typhoons and challenge the forces of twisters while leaving behind that fierce hurricane. All this when I am on the MONSTER MACHINE - Suzuki Hayabusa.......(Also in my wonderland......dreams, that is)


For people who know Hayabusa because of 'Dhoom' or probably John Abraham, I must tell you, it is a lean and a mean machine since the moment it was born. The thump of the 1300 cc engine that you will feel between your legs the moment you mount the bike is simply amazing. And as you rev up the engine further, you'll hear the scream from your throat in sheer disbelief at the way this beauty blazes away. Have you ever tried to stick out your head out of the car's sunroof when it is at the speed of about 180km/sec???? This amount of force I am talking about when I say - Suzuki Hayabusa.
Indians got the first glimse of 'The Monster' in the Auto-expo in Jan 2004. I was really thrilled and fascinated on seeing it right in front of my eyes. I went directly into my wonderland (my dreams) and had desperation to have one of my own. Its air breaking aerodynamic designs had the perfect killing looks a biker can ever desire for.
Now that you have read this and are somewhat familiar with Hayabusa, (because of me also, apart from 'Dhoom' and John), you all can also have a bigger laugh than I have, the next time you watch a mere 'Maruti Gypse' chasing a Hayabusa in 'Dhoom'. Also now, we've got to raise the standards of our roads to accommodate 'The Beast'.....

Anger into action.

By now, a zillion words have been spoken and written by everyone, be it actors, models, cricketers, singers, etc etc, who is 'someone'....They've been condemning, cheering, abusing, weeping, accusing, braving......Words words and more words......Because that's what we have....the most. Now, lemme add my bit.... First of all, lemme forewarn, that I will not play the blame game with any individual in the world, but me, for the times we live in......Because, its no-one's fault but MINE. I am the major loop hole and lemme accept my blunder.
I allowed my "Sone ki chidiya" to be partitioned. I allowed divide and rule policy to be a success in the country. I killed my brothers and sisters and am still killing them, but with a different reason now. I keep fighting for petty things all the time. I keep on demanding all the time, that too in another language which is not my mother tongue......Because I am ashamed of it as it isn't cool enough.
I am the one who creates loop hole and exploit it thoroughly. Even after 61years of independence, I fight over religion. In a country with majority of Hindus, a PM who is a Surd and a President who's Muslim, this is simply shameful. I bribe, I split, I drive rashly on road taking all my anger on the other road-mates and rarely obey traffic laws, I do not use dustbins, I abuse the poor, I steal, I cheat, I duplicate and what not. This is a never ending LIST.
I am the system that I create and now I cannot denounce that it is because of some another reason. I have always cheated my way through. Just spoken WORDS sitting on my couch.
But remember folks, it is not terrorism that is killing us nor is cynic politics the evil. It is the reason that created terrorists, such politics, corrupt cops, failed intelligence.......I am the reason.....And only I am the solution to it.....
Just by lighting candles and watching TV will not do any good to us. We have to wake up now. We definitely cannot pick up guns and kill each and every killer, but we can atleast shorten the list (mentioned above). Change our thinking towards other religions. We should know our rights and stand by them. (Most importantly, vote for the right person).Stand up to what all wrong is happening around you and help make others aware. Let us do our jobs/work with utmost sincerity and let the soldiers of the country do theirs.
Remember, coherence of incoherent ideas leads to fission and not fusion. We've got to be one. Let a massive fission take place amongst us. Hence let us have coherent ideology and make our country stronger than terrorism.

Ford Mustang 2010 edition

Legends never die!!!!
They just fade away, only to resurrect. So is the case with the 2010 edition of Ford Mustang. It has a very modest technical updates but a complete restyling has taken place both on its interior and exterior. The vibrant orange concept is wider than the production version. The Giugiaros added 30 millimeters to the front, gradually expanding the width by a full 80 millimeters toward the rear, which is typical in Italian design adding further class to the car.

The interior is sleek. The crome work done near the speedo and the silver-black dashboard gives it a perfect sports car look while the leather seats add elegance to the car.

With its longer hood and the trunk barely visible, the car looks more of a fastback in side view. But details throughout reinforce the freedom and rebellion synonymous with Mustang. And its 4.6 litre engine provides enough revs to make its presence felt and turn everyone's heads.


The Italian version of America's most popular muscle car has definitely not lost any of its swaggers.
This beautiful beast will be available by mid-2009.........This is when 'The Legend' makes a come-back........

War of PJs

At IIT Roorkee, there was a competition called 'War of PJs'. In this competition, many students from various colleges had taken part. Already 2 days of prelims had taken place, first day being a written competition and the second one in front of the audience. In the 2 days, about 20 students had been selected. On the last day of the competition, I was just roaming around with my friends in a park, adjacent to which this competition was being held. The anchor just announced that there is a break in the competition and he wanted some PJs from the audience. My friends then advised me to speak out some of my various PJs I crack the whole day (people who closely know me would agree to that). I was hesitant initially, but got into the groove with time. I cracked about 10-12 of my funniest PJs and my excitement level started increasing exponentially. After some time, when the original contestants were ready, the break ended and the competition resumed. This for my friends and me meant that its time to go to the other events. But suddenly, the anchor called out my name and we all were stunned. It was a sort of wild card entry (As we see in reality shows on TV). Then they asked me to give my best shot, as I had to compete with the contestants now. I again lost hope to the competition and thought wouldn't be selected for the next level. But again, I was wrong......I again got selected. Two rounds after that, I was amongst the three top contestants. By this time, my PJs were finished and I got the 3rd position. I am not at all disappointed to have got the 3rd position, it’s the appreciation to my PJs is something I really liked. And above everything, I enjoyed to the fullest during the event with full help of my friends!!!!

My recent visit to IIT Roorkee fest

Amazing, awesome, full of fun and excitement, jubilant, rocking, exultant..........This was what my 4day trip to IIT Roorkee was. Had read a lot about the fun and freedom at IIT in Chetan Bhagat's novels, heard a lot from friends, but first time got a chance to actually witness it. First of all, my dream of living in a hostel came true.....Can't express how I felt when I came to know that we'll be staying in the hostel for 4 nights.......We had total freedom. We did whatever we wanted to. (like having dinner at 2AM and sleeping at 6:30 AM).
I had basically gone as a part of my dramatics team to perform 'Nukkad Natak'. We had practiced a lot for it and the first day at Roorkee went in practice only. We dint get much of a free time. Nonetheless, we had a super time at night. We were really good during the practice but dint perform to our capabilities though when it was most required. We then witnessed a lot of talent there, dance, music, fashion, etc. I had also joined dance classes there (2hrs each day) which was another thing I really wanted to do. Then there was this DJ night everyday where we twisted our ankles to the fullest and danced as if drunk.
In the whole trip, I found really great friends and amazingly talented students. Interacting with seniors has done wonders to me and am taking along a bag full of confidence with me. Someone asked me recently, how much I enjoyed. I replied it was zillion raised to the power zillion......And believe me, it was more than that!!!!!