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Remembering KISHORE……………….

बंद करो हे हिप - हॉप , बंद करो ये वेस्टर्न म्यूजिक का
शोर
क्यूँ पागल बने फिरते हो मडोना ,ब्रिटनी और शकीरा के पीछे जब हमारे पास हैं the evergreen किशोर

4 August का दिन था जब ये फनकार इस दुनिया में आया
और अपनी मधुर गायकी और लाजवाब एक्टिंग से सबका दिल भाया

किशोर दा का दीवाना आज भी है हर बच्चा बूढा और जवान
किशोर कुमार जैसा फनकार है हमारी मान और शान

lets take a bow to the legendary artist of Indian cinema– किशोर
 जिसकी सिंगिंग और एक्टिंग को देख कर दिल यही कहता है — ये दिल मांगे मोर

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Re-T@ke

Re-Take

The word 'Re-take' finds its maximum use in the virtual world,i.e. the world of movies,soaps etc. where the make-believe world is perfected using this tool called 're-take' to get the best possible result.I often wondered what would happen if in real-life also we could avail ourselves of this reel-life advantage. How often we find ourselves wishing things to have turned out to their liking than the fate those things eventually met with. For example,wouldn't Pakistani Cricketer Misbah-ul-Haq like to change the scoop shot that he played in the T20 world cup finals that cost his team the trophy if he could get an opportunity to change that event? Or would Aamir's LAGAAN team have won the cricket match against the British in the movie LAGAAN if there weren't any 're-takes'? Just imagine how nice it would be if we had the power of 're-takes' in real-life also. Even with limited access to it,life would have been one big party if we had that power. Well, however unusual it may sound, but destiny gave me the rarest of the rare opportunity to re-write the script of certain portions of my life. But of course those 're-take' offers came with the customary and legendary 'terms & conditions' that is there with every offer. Here, I would be giving u a first-hand account of my 're-takes' which I took hoping that they would fetch me the desired results.So, role tape,lights,camera and ACTION .

.. " I'll not give you any more reasons to complain. I grant you the power to change any 2 events of your life as per your liking and satisfaction." said God.

Before I take you through to the above point in my life where I was given the privilege to take 're-takes' of any 2 events of my life,  let me lead you to the build-up to that point ..

          So, this is OM for you?a 17 year old hard-core bollywood movie 'buff who always craved for the three Ms- Money,masti and Meenal. Meenal?the girl next door whom I loved so much but couldn't muster enough courage to tell her my feelings. But can a love story be without any complications and a 'third angle'?The 'third angle' in this case was my best friend Gaurav! Quite a predictable plot,isn't it? As SRK's character in the movie OSO says that if you love someone truly & wholeheartedly, the whole universe comes to your assistance in helping u get the love of your life.So, banking on that piece of advice, I didn't come in between Gaurav and Meenal, as I didn't want to be the DEEWAR in between their DOSTANA. But somewhere I still had the pinch of losing my love to Gaurav. He wasn't a bad guy but surely was more 'blessed' than me. We knew each other from our orphanage days! Yes, we were orphans who finally had families for the last 9 years. I don't know who writes our destiny but whoever has been writing the script of my life had churned out the biggest flop in the form of my life. That's why the couple who had come to adopt me finally zeroed in on Gaurav because looking at their plain and simple wardrobe I had refused to go with them. Only days later, I learnt that they were millionaires! Rubbing more salt on my wound was the fact that I landed up in the house next to Gaurav's new house when a 'rich-looking' but a middle-class couple adopted me. That time I learned that looks can be deceptive! I wish at that age, I had been exposed to the saying that never judge a book by its cover!

 

          I often pitied myself for landing up in a middle class family. I just couldn't live that compromised life that is the trademark of a middle class life. It wasn't hopeless but when compared with Gaurav who had everything I could only dream of?big house,swanky cars, and hordes of servants at his service and of course Meenal, I did feel to be hard done by destiny. Gaurav always preached to live a content life and satisfied with whatever we have and work hard to acquire all the worldly comforts. Nonsense! That's why I rechristened Gaurav as 'Guru Gaurav(GG)Yes, I would have surely been satisfied if had the things GG possessed.Only those who are the 'chosen blessed' people having all the money and comforts in the world preach such nonsense stuffs. I know all those preaching would vanish in thin air if they are made a live the life of a commoner.I couldn't bear the sight of seeing GG sitting in a big car whenever he used to go out or the Play stations he used to play with during leisure time. What leisure time! Every moment of his was like a leisure moment from my point of time. One night, I have had enough of this 'compromised' life. I cried and cried blaming the almighty for being so unjust to me? I had this bottle of poison in my hand was about to gulp it down my throat when I heard a voice calling out my name. It wasn't 'maa'(my mother) or Papa for sure. I headed in the direction of the voice which was coming from the terrace side.".I saw a very bright light emanating from the sky. It was a bit unusual as the city was witnessing incessant rain for the last few days and there weren't any signs of any let up in the overcast condition for the next few days. The light was so bright that I had to turn my back towards it.

 

 Half-frightened and half-excited, I asked, "Who's there?" Then came this reply, "Child. I'm God. I've noticed that you are not too happy with the life you've been given. What's the problem?" 1st I couldn't believe my ears but gathering some courage, I asked,"Are u really God?" The voice said," yes, my child. Tell me why you seem to be unhappy with the life u have been given?" "Why not, God? Why have you been so unfair to people like me? Why can't we also enjoy all the worldly pleasures we have been deprived of? can't you wave a magic wand and give unprivileged people like much better reasons to live." I asked.

"Child,life itself is a big privilege. Whatever human beings are today because of his good and bad 'karma'. I never do any kind of injustice to anybody. You are all my children and very special to me. Anyone can change his destiny by sheer hard work, honesty and perseverance.You are the maker of your own destiny.",said God. "But you'll have to admit that some people are born lucky. They seem to be getting all your blessings and ride their luck in whatever they do." I contradicted. On this, God said, "I'll not give you any more reasons to complain. I grant you the power to change any 3 events of your life as per your liking and satisfaction.Only you'll be aware of those changes. Others will be oblivious of the 're-takes' you would take. You won't be able to reveal those re-takes to anyone. But you'll have to keep a few things in mind before you execute those 2 changes."

I couldn't believe my ears! "What? Are u really serious God? Will I be able to change any 3 events of my life? That means, like the movie and soap stars, I too will have the option of taking 're-takes' to perfect the scenes of my life?" I asked excitedly. ""Yes, my movie buff , you can make those changes or in your words, u can  take those 're-takes' But you'll have to take care of a couple of  things before you execute those 3 changes.The 1st  condition is that any of those 're-takes' can't bring any dead back to life or cause anybody's death." I agreed to it and asked for the 2nd condition. "Not now. I'll tell u later. Anyways, I'll be giving u a ring which you need to wear whenever you want to take those 're-takes'. Just rub the ring three times and say 're-take' after which you'll be taken to the time period you desire to be in to implement those changes." said God. Suddenly, the light disappeared and I found a ring lying in front of me on the floor. I immediately pocketed it. "What are you doing here?" asked a voice from behind. It was 'maa'. I was a little rattled and feared if 'maa' had listened to my 'pact' with God. But she hadn't ." nothing, maa. I was just feeling a little suffocated downstairs so I came on the terrace to have some fresh air.", I lied. " ok. Come downstairs now.Tomorrow you've to wake up early to go to school." 'Maa' said and we headed downstairs. I pinched myself again and again to make sure it wasn't a dream.Wow! what a nice things had happened to me! As I often pitied myself for landing up in a middle class family and being deprived of the worldly pleasures, I knew what needed to feature on the 're-take' list.

So, when it came to choosing those 3 re-takes, I thought long and hard over it. Finally, I zeroed in on the 3 events of my life which had robbed me of all I wanted to have—-money, worldly comforts and Meenal. It had been 8-9 years since I had been living that 'unfulfilled' life. My 1st priority was to get Meenal.I still remember the day when Minisha expressed her love for GG and how they confessed their love to each other with GG giving her a beautiful birthday card(and expensive of course) and she getting bowled over by that romantic gesture of GG. So, here's the account of my 1st re-take in the form of a poem?

A boy must be of minimum 21 years of age 2 get married is what says the law

But at 17 only, I used 2 fall for every beautiful girl I saw.

 

The one who fell prey to this was Gaurav my closest pal

As , I too had developed a he crush on her gal.

 

I had heard the adage that everything is fair in love and war 

It was decided that if I did not get her, I would take it as "Grapes are sour".

 

By the grace of god, I got the opportunity soon

A masterstroke was the need of the hour and I would be on top on the moon.

 

It was Meenal's birthday in the month of January

On the eve of Meenal's birthday, I saw GG buying a birthday card and a blackberry.

 

As he went for a few minutes to the loo

I had almost decided what I had to do.

 

I opened the card & wrote the encircled letter "A" on top of her name

As only adult movies has the encircled "A" attached to them, I'm sure it would embarrass her and put her to shame.

 

My plan paid off well as soon after they parted ways

I couldn't help but grin at the sight of some happy days.

 

I got more and more close to her with each passing day

Till date we are going rock steady which only proves that I was right in doing what I did

  and where there is a will, there is a way.

 

The 2nd Re-Take

With my love life back on track, I decided to go for gold! I decided to make up for the 'incorrect' decision of refusing to go with the 1st couple who had come to adopt me.As I was about to say 're-take' and travel to the desired time period, God appeared and made the proceedings a little complex. "you can't do a 're-take' of that event of your life unless Gaurav is ready to swap his life with yours.", said God throwing a thunderbolt on me." Why on earth he would leave all that and live a 'compromised' middle class life? Only a big fool would do that. Please God, don't do this to me.", I pleaded. Finally, God took a soft stand but again threw a 'surprise package' to me. " ok, that won't be needed but if you want to take this particular 're-take', the other two 're-takes' would be cancelled and you would lose your love." said God.  I quickly made up my mind and replied, "God if I have wads of money,  I can get 1000s of Meenals at the snap of my fingers.I'll go with this decision of mine.In today's world, money and power is everything that matters. All other things revolve around those two things only." "Amen!",said God and disappeared.

          The next moment I saw myself lying on a 'Karan Johar movies-type lavish bedroom that GG must have been using before me. Surrounded by servants carrying juices and towels, I felt like a movie star. I couldn't believe all that was happening to me- Swanky cars, air-conditioned rooms and hordes of servants at my service round the clock. Several months passed smoothly. But little I knew what was in store for me.I spared a thought for poor Gaurav who must be feeling the hardships of belonging to a middle class family which is full of 'compromises' and killing of one's desires. But to my amazement, he was the same satisfied and happy bundle of nerves he used to be earlier.I wondred how could he live happily in such a financial crisis as 'maa' and papa(my 1st parents) were not financially very sound.But I didn't have time to pity him as I was already over-indulgent in my own world of cars,playstations and latest gadgets Soon I started missing the 'human element' from my life. Most of my previous friends had distanced themselves because of my snobbish behaviour and high-handedness. I had started weighing everybody with money. My new parents had no time for me.Even when I fell ill, doctors and servants were pressed into service but they never found time to sat beside me and comfort me. I was missing out on the small-small things that provided me lots of happiness in my earlier life for which I didn't so any respect. Now the tables had turned. Those little moments of joy with family and friends turned their backs on me. Right from the delicious paalak-paneer to having paani-pooris with my peers to dancing in the rain on the roads with them, I was missing everything. Those who were with me had some or the other 'expectation' from me. Nobody was genuine. Unlike me earlier friends and parents, their love and concerns were not genuine. I was reminded of the King Midas's story who had to pay the price in the form of his beloved daughter for his greed for gold and money. I wanted my earlier life back. I called upon God and pleaded him to give my earlier life back to me."Child. It's too late now. It was you only who wanted all the stuffs who r getting today. They why you are backing out now? You had told that you can buy emotions,love and friends with money. So, go and do your purchasing. Why r u pleading?" God said angrily. I was shattered. I started crying," Please God. I've realized that the greatest wealth is family and friends. I've learnt my lessons. Please .please return my life ..I beg of u .." But God disappeared.

          " what happened to you? Are u ok, OM? What are u murmuring?",asked 'maa'.I opened my eyes. 'Maa' was standing in front of me with an inquisitive look on her face. IT WAS A DREAM!!!!! Nothing had changed! But that dream had taught me the lesson of a lifetime. May be that was God's way of conveying his message to me. I hugged 'maa' and said,"Maa,I'll never leave you. One day, I'll make you proud of me and give u every happiness that's there in this world. I promise."

'Maa' smiled and hugged me more tightly. 'We are already proud of you OM. We are very fortunate to have a son like u."said she affectionately. I had decided that now onwards, I'll not brood over things that were beyond my controls.I'll work hard and carve a niche for myself and make my parents happy.I'll make this average looking 'feature film'.ie. my life, a blockbuster!!!!!! I promise. My picture had just 'begun' PICTURE ABHI BAAKI HAI MERE DOST!!!!!!!!!!

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When I couldn’t look into my eyes!!!

On the desktop of life, some emotions/experiences/occassions are like permanent icons. One such icon that would be perennial on my desktop of life dates back to the 2007 Deewali that taught me the lesson of a lifetime. You may wonder why I’m saying this now? It’s only now that I managed to gather some courage to tell this story to you.For me, Deewali used to be all about fireworks, fireworks and fireworks. The 2007 Deewali was no exception as I had bought crackers worth Rs 2000. Obviously, like in the case of most of the parents, that didn't go down too well with my parents as they wanted a better investment of that money. But who cared? It was Deewali after all! On that Deewali, when I was busy bursting crackers (Rs 2000 in the words of my parents), a poor girl who lived in my locality came to me and asked for a few crackers. God! Was I heading an NGO or a charity for people? I shrugged her off and hurled a cracker at her which, I dare say, could have hurt her. Luckily it didn't. I could see disappointment in her eyes but was too much into a sort of 'I-Me-Myself' mindset that didn't see any pain in others' eyes and do a bit for others that could bring happiness into their lives. Next morning, I saw her feeding her 4-year old brother. Later, I came to know that her parents had left for their native village early morning. As I was about to go for my gym, I saw a couple of cute puppies wagging their tail in front of her. They were hungry, perhaps and wanted food. I felt sorry for those puppies as what they would get from someone who herself wasn't sure of where her next meal would come from. But how wrong was I! She offered them her share of food knowing very well that she would have to remain hungry till evening or the whole day till her parents are back home. I felt numb and very ashamed of myself. The last night incident started flashing in front of my eyes. How mean and insensitive I had been to her! But that little girl had taught me a big lesson that one's richness doesn't lie in the wealth one possesses but in one's values, ethics, and social behaviour. The true meaning of festivals lies in sharing our joys and resources with others because serving human is a service to the supreme power.I went to her and offered her some sweets and crackers. I was delighted to see the twinkle in her eyes. Though it was a touch late, it was better late than never!!!

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A unique confession

Mujhe Maaf Karna O .

 

It takes courage to make any confession

Every lesson in life teaches a lesson.

 

The Oxford dictionary defines it as "a statement admitting something you are ashamed or embarrassed about". But I see it as the saturation point beyond which you don't have any means left to cover your misdeeds but to accept it. None is the case with me, though .So, what the almighty, the holy books failed to do, rediffiland.com succeeded in eliciting the hidden truths that were buried at the core of my heart.

 

Confessions and I have a Greg-Ganguly sort of relation, i.e. , no love lost between them. We can't go hand in hand. But with 'dada' back in the "scheme of things" , I too have shed all my differences with the word Confession. But the problem is that once I start confessing, it would be like the daily soap KYUNKI SAAS BHI BAHU THI , i.e., with no ending whatsoever. So, I would do an Indian Idol (a short and sweet thing that came with an expiry date) so that at the end of the day you are not over exhausted reading my confessions. Here I would do a Dumbledore and take you down my memory lane. You don't need to do a Harry Potter and put an invisibility cloak. So,  just sit back and go through my confessions .Before getting to the point , I would like to mention those  who were instrumental in getting the confession from me. Besides rediffiland and Sandy, had it not been for the Gandhigiri of our 'Munnabhai' , I would not have been confessing here and running the risk of adding the prefix Late  to my name. Anyways leaving that for the almighty to take care of , my confession is as follows:-

 

A boy must be of minimum 21 years of age 2 get married is what says the law

But at 16 only, I used 2 fall for every beautiful girl I saw.

 

The one who fell prey to this was my closest pal

As unknowingly, I had developed a he crush on her gal.

 

I had heard the adage that everything is fair in love and war 

It was decided that if I did not get her, I would take it as "Grapes are sour".

 

By the grace of god , I got the opportunity soon

A masterstroke was the need of the hour and I would be on top on the moon.

 

It was her birthday in the month of January

On the eve of her birthday, I saw him buying a birthday card and a blackberry .

 

As he went for a few minutes to the loo

I had almost decided what I had to do.

 

I wrote the encircled letter "A" on top of her name

As only adult movies has the encircled "A" attached to them, I'm sure it would embarrass her put her to shame.

 

My plan paid off well as soon after they parted ways

I couldn't help but grin at the sight of some happy days.

 

I got more and more close to her with passing day

Till date we are going rock steady which only proves that I was right in doing what I did

  and where there is a will, there is a way .

 

Miss Karna Mana Hai

 

I have one more confession to make to the judges of this confession. But that will be made only after the verdict is out.Watch out for that as it would leave you all flabbergasted.

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Indian Idol 3: My favourite contestant Deepali

This poem is for the most talented singer of Indian Idol 3

Such is her persona and singing talent that I would do anything for her for free.

 

Deepali,yes u heard it right; Deepali is her name

She is well on her way to the world of name and fame

N need I say that the title of Indian Idol, none but Deepali will claim.

 

 An RJ is what Deepali aspires to become

Watching u listening to your melodious voice is great entertainment and fun

From the bottom of my heart I wish ki Indian Idol tu hi bann.

 

Multi-talented people like you are indeed very few

The judges' comments and the overwhelming audience response auger well for you.

 

Your penchant for radio jockeying is a common folkfore

Apart from being a fabulous singer, you are pretty to the core.

 

Here I aver  that you are here to stay for long

On the behalf of Patna, I would like to dedicate this song

" Ada jaanlewa ada .

    Jaane jaa tujhe dekhte hi hua main fida .."

 

Needless to say, you have become the cynosure of all eyes

Your screen presence and flawless singing gives us(Yes,not only to Chang) positive vibes.

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Indian Idol 3 :Charu’s elimination

Recap of the last episode dated 21/07/07(Charu's elimination)

They say that whatever happens, happens for the best

But with Charu's elimination, life for the female contestants has become an acid test.

 

The girl contestants are facing a serious discrimination

Talent & not gender should be borne in mind while voting especially by the younger generation.

 

Charu's elimination in the last episode came as a shocking surprise

Voting out a talented singer such as Charu, to many, wasn't a decision wise.

 

Charu deserved a much longer stay in the fray

"We have lost a talented singer to some mindless & biased voting", is what everyone has to say.

 

Support in the form of voting should be given to Deepali, Ankita & Puja

O mindless voters! Kya abhi bhi tumhe nahi kuch soojha?

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So ‘new’ Nigam Vs S K ‘ab tu jaa’ Jha

Bollywood has been hit by yet another scandal involving singing sensation Sonu Nigam and renowned senior journalist Subhash K Jha. Sonu, unarguably India's no.1 singer has accused S K Jha of making sexual advances to him and crossing all limits of decency time and again. These allegations, better dubbed as male casting couch within the film fraternity, has left many flabbergasted. This Sonu-SK Jha episode has opened a can of worms that has ruffled feathers in the film fraternity. Now its not only the women community but also the male community that run a high risk of falling prey to this 'casting couch' thing. If an established star like Sonu Nigam couldn't be spared, what to think about the struggles and newcomers who don't have any Godfather. Though this 'male casting couch' has been in and around Bollywood for quite some time, it's the first time it has come openly and that too from a person it was least expected that he would be a  victim of this 'naked' truth of Bollywood at the peak of his career. Though Sonu claims of having those vulgar SMSes sent by SK Jha saved in his cell phones, the veracity of his claims are yet to be proved. But why would Sonu Nigam revort to such cheap publicity which he doesn't need as he is already a proven customer and his career is far from being in the doldrums. This is something that weakens Jha's  case. This whole episode has once again exposed the real truth of the showbiz business?be it the underworld link or the casting couch dirt. Now, where would the young talented people go? If this is how the way people are 'welcomed' or 'received' in this glittering business, then it has put a blot on the entire face of the showbiz. Can we not do away with such 'compromises'? It should end once and for ever. I'm with Sonu Nigam as he has shown some real guts to bring the real colour of 'spoilt fishes' like SK Jha in front of us. Sonu could have resorted to other means to tackle this issue. It wasn't too much of a problem for a famous person like him to finish this off just by ignoring that person. But some truths must be told, however harsh they may be. He has done what most people have been afraid of doing— TELLING THE TRUTH

WELL DONE SONU!

This poem is especially for Sonu

 

O Mere Sonu Re

 

I'm penning my thoughts on So-new Nigam

 

No mater how much praise U, it will always be kum

 

 

 

In ur early days, u stood the test of time with hard work,patience n perseverance

 

4 a determined person like U, chances of defeat were always dense.

 

 

 

Slowly but steadily, U got the name n fame u deserved

 

It was a testimony of ur exceptional work that u served.

 

 

 

During my childhood, I heard of only1 singer everywhere n that was U

 

Versatile n exceptional singer like U, in this industry r very few.

 

 

 

Besides  singing, U r equally good at mimicry n adakaari

 

I'm sure 1 day as an actor also, accept karegi tumhe audience saari.

 

We are always by your side through thick and thin

God will punish all those who take undue advantage of others and indulge in activities of sin.

 

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Coming soon…………



His name spelled MAGIC


 


His articles created waves in the world of REDIFFILAND


 


He was often dubbed as the epitome of CREATIVITY


 


He was NONE OTHER THAN I  MYSELF


 


The ONE N ONLY


CHANDAN


 


 


I WILL BE BACK AT REDIFFILAND WITH A BANG


 


Watch out for this space .


 


 


 


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Lakeer

Lakeer

Right at the outset I am making it crystal clear that this article has no resemblance to the movie "Lakeer" starring John, Sohail,'Anna', Funny(I mean 2 say Sunny)Deol and directed by choreographer-turned director Ahmed Khan. It's a tribute 2 Sandy's latest blog post. Since I am a big( definitely not bigger than Videocon—remember its tag line which says Bada Hai Toh Behtar Hai) Bollywood fan and with Bollywood beaten by the remake bug, u can take it as my take on Sandy's article and a remake of her thought provoking article. In her article, she has primarily focused on the dos and donts of the media world.But I

would be concentrating on the various aspects of human nature.

 

We often take immense interest in what's going in the life of others without realizing that the person concerned may not like this intrusion of ours. Even among friends we find that there is a demand of so called 'transparency". But being someone's best friend means that he or she should be sharing everything and anything with you? And if one comes 2 know something about him or her courtesy outsiders, does it mean that he or she is not being truthful 2 you and u should dump that person? Should we take it as a breach of trust? We ought 2 give each other some space otherwise no relationship can flourish. Being someone's best friend or intimate to others does give you a copyright of that person so that nobody can talk or share something with that person without ur consent. U know what do we call it—Obsession. But in the same breath I would like to put up a question that should there be any 'Lakeer' between the concerned parties if one blindly trusts the other one. If I have  complete faith on anyone and if I share everything with that person, would it be outrageous to except something similar from that person? Will it be a case of being  over possessive? Can't be it a fear of losing that person that causes that obsession? Why life needs 2 be so mysterious and complicated? Why relationships are so artificial? Is it foolish 2 be completely devoted to someone and a reciprocal of that?

 

Questions are aplenty and the funny part is that there is not any right or wrong answer 2 this one. But I am a victim of its ugly side and it cost me my best friend or rather the person whom I loved so much——–yes more than myself. But I couldn't have helped my behaviour. In Bollywood terms, a SRK kinda attitude in the blockbuster DARR. I just want 2 say sorry 2 her for crossing that 'lakeer' more often than not. No, I don't expect her 2 return 2 me. She deserves a much better friend than me. But nobody can replace or take her place in my life. I miss you a lot but promise me

KABHI ALVIDA NAA KEHNA

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Jaan-E-Mann

Jaan-E-Mann


Humko maloom hai ishq masoom hai


Dil se ho jaati hain galtiyan


Saber se ishq mehroom hai .


 


This  humming number 4rm the movie Jaan-E-Mann sums up the theme of this article  right at the outset. Sounds or rather looks a bit unusual, isn't it? Well that's how the love lives of Gen X teenagers have been. In Munnabhai's words, "Mammu iski toh suruaat se pehle hi waat lag gayi"


Finding it difficult 2 gauze what I have been trying 2 say? Read on ..


Love is probably the most cherished 4-letter word for the teenage group(sorry 4 taking all the uncles n anties, dadas n daddies 4 granted n not including them in the list of admirers of this word). One thing I would like 2 be crystal clear is that here I'm not taking about the love that we have 4 our parents, relatives etc . my point is centred around the CRUSHES that seem 2 be a natural phenomenon  in almost every teenager's life. It's an altogether different matter that some of these CRUSHES gt transformed into CRASHES and the end result is a new Devdas on the block.


Love is a matter of the heart and since the mechanism of the heart is involuntary,i.e., not in our control, likewise pyaar kiya nahin jata ho jata hai.


But here the million dollar question arises—-is that person THE ONE you were looking for so desperately ever since you were bitten by that 4-letter word? On a filmy note——


Tu poochta hai tu sochtha hai


Jiski kami thi kya ye wohi hai?....


If yes then you are indeed very fortunate. Or else be prepared to face a Fida or a Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna in your life. It's a pity that true love has become what is Perfect Competition in Economics, i.e., a myth. It may sound pretty harsh but let us accept this fact that true love these days is a once-in-a-billlion case. It is confined to movies of likes of Veer-Zaara only otherwise "AAJ POOJA TOH KAL KOI DOOJA"


In the present scenario


If rupaiya hai na dollar hai pound


(your) meter down, down , down ..


As far as your love life is concerned


The long and short of my article is that b4 uttering "Jaan-E-Mann" to anyone, remember——


Pyaar mein Sau(100) uljhanay hain pyaar mat karma ..


———–A victim of LOVE KE SIDE EFFECTS


     

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