CWG....OMG!!!

CWG is the flavor of the season. It is leaving more of a bad taste in the mouth rather than something we can relish, is a different story altogether.With a new feather being added to the crown every passing day, the multi-sport event continues to hog the headlines. Murphy's law once again holds true: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.  I almost laughed my head off at the hon'ble CM's "minor glitches and hiccups" statement. Further, she goes on making up for the mess saying that the roof collapse was not in the area where athletes would be present! These shallow statements show the ministry's frenzied attempt to save face. Are these even real issues? They are just offshoots of a fundamental problem inherent in the root of our system:jugaadu and sab ho jayega attitude. I don't want to talk about corruption, because it has always been there and I hate to admit that we have got used to living in a corrupt society!

Delhi won the bid for the games in 2003. We are towards the end of 2010.Since the last 18 months,the CWG federation has been constantly raising its concern over the sluggish progress of the level of preparations. But our ministers in their utmost shamelessness keep skirting the issue with statements like "Please do not comment until the games have been hosted."  And now when things are going haywire they make an appeal to the nation to cooperate.At the same time they rebuff the media for tarnishing India's image in the global arena!I am absolutely speechless!Sir, can we comment now when team England arrives and decides to put up in a hotel rather than the Athletes' village?

Hosting an event of such a large magnitude is no easy task. Agreed. But, with the kind of culture and bureaucracy we have in India, was it not quite obvious that the sail wouldn't be smooth? When the completion date was postponed from Feb to March, why wasn't it considered as a do or die situation then? The date kept moving from June to August. But rather than treating it as an emergency, it was taken as an opportunity. But the sad part is that we missed on the opportunity every time!!! Why is it that things swing into action only when bums are on fire? Why would media not highlight the lacunae in the system ? It is just showing the reality. And it takes galls to accept mistakes which I doubt the Government has! Tomorrow, if the event turns out to be a success the media would flash the event as a success story despite all odds. That is the way things go. And God forbid, if there are any untoward incidents it would be a crying shame for a country that boasts of being the second fastest growing economy in the world !

Now, with the PM stepping in, the awesome foursome (pun intended) of Sheila Dixit, Kalmadi, Gill and Reddy will leave no stone unturned to make the event a success. But do you think it would be appropriate to call it a success when it is a clear case of management failure??? Sadly, this happens in a country whose premiere management institute ranks in the list of top 10 B-schools of the world!

But the hard fact is, despite all grudges, and with just 9 days to go, I can't help but cheer...CWG 2010,Delhi, hip hip hurray!

Rap-a-round

Prezzzening before you laiezzz n genlmen, "Tu Hi" volume 1 !

मैं हूँ चाट चटपटी तू है बोतल किंग, आजा करें मिलके दोनों डिंग डोंग डिंग
तेरे मेरे बीच में न हो कोई दीवार, चढ़ा पारा मेरा यारों हुआ इश्क का बुखार

है तू ही ..है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही
तू ही.. है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही

समझ समझ न मुझे तू किसी से भी कम, दुनिया नचाऊँ मुझ में इतना है दम
तेरी bike पर तुझे पीछे बिठाऊँ , आवारा सड़कों की तुझे सैर कराऊँ

पी पा के दोनों डोलें पहाड़ों के पार, बेधड़क चकर चकर करें लगातार

है तू ही ..है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही
तू ही.. है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही

मेरा राजा मेरा हीरो मेरा राम घनश्याम, भाड़ में जाए दुनिया, तेरे लिए हो जाऊं बदनाम
तू कहे बन जाऊं सीता कहे तू तो रिटा, हजारों को पछाड़ तुने दिल है मेरा जीता
आजा खोपचे में बैठके सुनें और सुनाएं, जिन्हें हमारी कद्र नहीं उन्हें ठोकर लगायें
सुनूंगी तुझे मैं निकाल तू अपनी भड़ास, style है अलग ये पर नहीं बकवास

है तू ही ..है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही
तू ही.. है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही

बजा है guitar इधर , हिला है उधर भी एक तार, ध्यान से तू सुंन , नहीं मिलेगा chance दूजी बार
मान मेरी बात आजा बना मेरे संग जोड़ी, ज़िन्दगी है तीन पत्ती ले risk थोड़ी थोड़ी
जीते अगर तो होगा धमाल, तेरी मेरी जोड़ी होगी जोड़ी बेमिसाल

तो यूँही... तू गाले... तू मेरे संग तू भी
है तू ही ..है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही
तू ही.. है तू ही.. है तू ही तू ही तू ही

Inspired by Anu Malik , I am way ahead of him ...hehehehe

Randomness...yet again!

People say I am very difficult. They are ever complaining of my free flowing ways that they believe have evil powers to drive the calmest of souls to lunacy! Recently, one of my friends,  after months of research finally diagnosed the bug in me. He calls it anthrax. Deadly and contagious...and trust me, I don't have words to express my jubilation at this discovery! And why not, not everybody can be a pain in the ass and still manage to be cherry of the eyes ! Am I a sadist? Gosh...thaz too psycho-scary a word for me. A half head??? May be...Or better still...a weirdo? I think weirdo is the closest. Hey hey hey, hang on a sec....Are you thinking I just made fun of myself? Before you go on with forming a virtual and rather distorted image of mine, let me clarify...I believe it is always better to laugh at yourself coz that makes you strong enough to take on what other ignorant beings have to throw at you. It's a wonderfully weird way of mocking an otherwise frustrating frantically fudged and freaked out life of a finance student!!!Fhewwww!!!

Just a couple of days back, one of my best friends Richa was in the city. We had planned a trekking tour with few other common friends but the program had to be scrapped.Thanks to our ever so committed professor who goes on a killing spree not sparing us even on a day as auspicious as Ganesh Chaturthi! N more than that, hats off to his dozens of students who have the uncanny knack of transforming the most interesting topics into the most morbid presentations. The three hour extra class was an assault...rape...and we had no choice, but to enjoy! And finally when the doors were opened, the Gods showered their affection with prickly heat on our already emptied heads! And so my friend and I had no better option than mall rattling(I didn't want to give her a chance to crib that we didn't go out!)

Sitting in a food joint @ E-Square, we discussed almost everything that had happened to us in the past few years. We reminisced our hey days in engineering college and first job. How our ears had got trained to stentorian voices: bhagwan bachaaye...bechara tera boyfriend...and the evrgreen sudhar ja!!!And ofcourse my mom's all time favourite...sasural wale kosenge ladki ko kuch nahi sikhaya!!!And we realized that despite life's pangs we are what we had alwaz been- mast maula. Hum nahi sudhrenge! And the best thing, I revisited my wish list I had forgotten long back...the top few are:

1.Bunjee jumping from a hill top atleast four thousand meters above sea level: Wanna experience the adrenaline rush and the thrill of letting myself freely fall under gravity!

2.A safari in African jungles: Might sound crazy, but I seriously wanna spend a night in a tent on a tree branch!!How I wish Beer Grill reads this blog someday and picks me as his assistant for Man vs. Wild!

3.Getting lost in an unknown place with no money, no cell phone, no internet and nobody to understand any of the languages that I speak and still work my way through! Non-cooperative behavior from the denizens would add more spice! Thaz freaky I know:)

4.An NDE(Near Death Experience):Heard of numerous stories, wanna experience one for myself!

5.Leading a completely ascetic and spiritual life in an aashram for few days.

6.Organizing an exhibition of my sketches and paintings and having celebrities bid for them!

7.Getting married to a guy who is as weirdo as me : a head case who has the craziest of choices and whackiest of ideas, who would blabber when I am silent and listen when I am exploding! Sensible, when I am out of my senses and a spoilt kid when I am pampering him(No wonder my friends sympathise with my would be would be:D)

Well, the list is long and I can go on and on but I think it's enough for the day. Have class after 30 minutes and as usual, I am unbathed, unprepared and completely uninterested. Would take around 10-15 minutes to prepare myself to spruce up, another 15 minutes to actually spruce up and the last minute to sprint to my class before my professor slams the door on my face or worse still lets me in but does not give me the attendance!!!I better start off with the preparation phase:D