Happy Independence Day...

again a long weekend.... party started from friday night....in three days went to tens of different places in delhi/noida......heard from ghazals to hard rock in all sort of pubs/discs/bars...

so while searching for a new location went to one of pubs in a hep location in delhi... some really cute gals were gyrating like cats on heavy dose of marijuana..... we sat there and blessed god for such a cool place.... a gal came directly to my friend and asked him for a dance..... and me and my other friend watched him go with our jaws touching the floor..... GOD!! what happened to the gals of delhi.....and we were just looking open mouthed to all the gals there...wishing someone ...anyone just come and ask us too for a dance....

soon my friend return with an expression of a convict just escaped from a prison.....he sat next to us and murmered something....and we said "Heloo!!!!!!"...what happened......and came to know...all those were pros......

you have seen lots of vanishing acts in movies with a "spoof" sound in the background and person just disappear....believe me you can do that in real also.... after a second or two i saw me running with my friends in the opposite direction....i don't know why we were running....but we were running..... i mean we are mature enough to handle these things in a lot decent way....but at that time it seems all the fuse just blow off.....two streams of sweat roll behind my ear like they use to roll when "Sethi Sir" used to ask me the pop-quiz question.....and i suddenly stopped thinking....nothing...zero....and suddenly...dont know who...but somebody said run....and i followed the instruction like a robot.....and after sometime when we thought we reached the safe distance(dont know how we thought of the SAFE distance)..we stopped and laughed or ass out......

Anyhow,we gonna modify this whole incident and will gonna tell all our friends about our heroic endeavour....

just got the sms for the name of this post....and hey people " Happy Independence Day"

I love Marika Green....

just watched this french film "PickPocket" ( ya with english subtitles..but it sounded great that way). Its truly amazing....absolute marvel...somehow i have a special liking towards black and white flicks....maybe cause as a child i used to watch lots of rajkapoor/nargis, balraj sahani films... but the feeling,the environment it creates brings you back to the same old days...

So,its a story about the "supermen".All the guys who are more skillful,intelligent and genius from the rest of the crowd.So the hero believes that these men should not be bound by any barrier of law or anything.... so he lives his life in his own damn way...pickpoketting on the streets of paris....fell in love with jeanne(well i too..she is Marika Green).... and lot of other good things....man i am still trapped in the beauty of this film....

What annoys me...

- when someone asks you the name of the hero of "phonebooth" and you name all the movies from Tigerland to Alexander but two damn words "colin farrell" doesn't come to your mind.It happens with "who is the singer" kind of question also...

- when you are not able to unwrap the chewing-gum and you tried your luck from both sides of the gum.And finally when it poped out it finds its way straight to the ground....

- when you keep on refreshing the page just to find out the same old page on someone's blog and you scroll down the last post to see if someone else has commented but to find out the number is still the same....

- when you are just two person behind the theater window and the guy announces last three tickets.....i am still waiting to be the guy on the window....

special theater ones:

- when people start talking on the phone in the middle of the movie giving their valuable comments on the movie,actors,theme to cinematography....

- when people try to read out everything that comes in the picture frame...and their friends ask them the meaning of that...

- when the gal sitting behind you giggles and talk in bengali in her high pitch voice....

- when lady sitting next to you try to compare sean penn with "sushil" son of bimla mausi....

- when people ask standard annoying questions " What is happening? " "Why is he going there?" "What he gonna do?"......comm'on wait for a minute and see for yourself OR please go back to sleep!!

- when people do their business deals during the film or make plans for tomorrow

- when all that happens in a single movie show!!