Salaam Mumbai!

A year has passed by since the 26/11 attacks took place and Mumbai still stands tall.
I just finished watching a piece on 'News 24' channel (didn't know this channel existed) and they were showing a video-taped Kasaab being interrogated by a police officer. And here are his confessions.

Another thing I just found out is about a song that Sonu Nigam is coming out with. They call it The Mumbai Anthem.

It releases on the fateful day of 26/11, ie, today.
I heard parts of it on the news channel and it's absolutely amazing. Do check it out whenever you can.
For all the mumbaikars, the anthem is going to launch exclusively on Big 92.7 FM today. Be sure to catch it.

PS: Till today, I didn't know what to write here and I didn't know why I was suffering from the Writer's Block. I guess I didn't have any strong emotions all this while that could make me write.
But watching Kasaab confess on tv brought about such myriad of emotions that I was unable to contain myself and just had to share what I saw with everyone!

Whatever happened was highly disgraceful and this is one of the things I wish could be undone (where are time machines when you really really need them :( )
But I must salute each and every person who was involved, in whatever little way possible, in rescuing and building back the Mumbai of his/her dreams.

May the souls of all martyrs rest in peace.

Amen.

By the power vested in me!

DAY….. 23 April 2009

11.30am: woke up

12.30pm: Mission: VOTE!

onto the net to search for my voting booth address that I had seen days before on Jaagore.com

12.30 – 2.30pm: tried EVERY possible search combo to find out my record but no luck. (I was damn sure I had seen it a few days earlier but had forgotten to save it :| )

2.30 – 4.00pm: gave up .. did some tp .. had lunch

4.00pm: back onto the net for comix and stuff :D

4.15pm: found a new site to search for voter’s record (http://punecongress.com/html/votersearch.aspx) .. meanwhile entered one more search combo onto jaagore’s search app

Voila! My record appeared on both search apps!

But yeh kya .. where the hell is this booth now!

4.15 – 4.30pm: frantic calls to everyone I know to ask for the directions.

4.35pm: BINGO! Last name on my list gave me the directions. Ran out of the house while still on call .. no rick available and it’s a 15 min walk :(

4.37pm: start to walk .. saw a friend coming back home on the bike .. frantic calls to him .. three words uttered .. ‘Need to Vote!’ .. one Q asked .. ‘where’

Guided him all the way to there.

4.43pm: at the gates of my voting booth. 17 min left .. still time! Aah!

4.45 – 4.50: searched all possible lists lying on the table (while fighting the crowd that wasn’t cooperating). Couldn’t find my name :(

Arrey aise kaise .. I am NOT gonna give up .. asked the mamu to look if any more lists were remaining .. and voila .. one last list comes out from under the table! And there it is! :D

4.52 – 4.55pm: note down the number .. run to find the room I have to vote in .. oh man .. just realized it’s the last one! Ran like crazy.

4.55pm: there I am .. 1 more person ahead of me .. show my number .. show my identity card .. get the ink mark on my left hand’s finger .. the person ahead of me is done voting .. I am asked to go ahead and cast mine too .. wow .. there are soooo many goddamn parties with weirdest of symbols .. spot the candidate I want to vote for ..

4.57pm: cast my maiden vote as a responsible citizen of India! :D

Dunno about you all but it was exhilarating .. was proud to have exercised my right! :D

And I’d like to think, that with that last vote, I probably tipped the vote scale thereby making my chosen candidate win! ;-)

Places to visit before I die

I have finally decided to put down all the cities/countries that I want to visit around the world before I die. And they are as follows:

1. Paris (make that entire France)
2. London
3. Berlin
4. parts of Italy
5. Las Vegas
6. Goa
7. Poland
8. Amsterdam
9. Brazil
10. Singapore
11. Sweden (only to meet Gau)
12. Venezuela
13. entire England
14. okay .. make that the ENTIRE world!!

but 1st I want to start off with backpacking across Europe! Gau .. let's do it before we get married da .. who knows whom we're gonna land up with!!

Little Miss Innocent turns 22 :)

Today, I am looking forward to:

1. painting the town red
2. getting drunk
3. dancing all night
4. being asked "you and me babe .. how about it? ;)"
5. Eating chocolate cake with ice cream :D

but then, I look forward to many many things which never materialize when I want them to :|

To hell with it!

Happy Birthday to me! :)

Here comes the hot-stepper!

Time and again I have been proved wrong in thinking one thing .. that I might actually be able to dance! :|

If you scan my playlists on media player you will find one dedicated to dance music (mainly club, techno, a lil bit of reggae, hip-hop and salsa mixes) .. brimming with (I cannot guarantee the latest but) some really groovy tunes you can shake your booty to. Many have been surprised/shocked by this revelation. Getting jiggy may be encoded in my gray cells but somehow my body fails to decipher and execute it. :|

In the initial stages of growing up I used to be forced to dance with everyone at the weddings and birthday parties. The main, nay, the ONLY force behind all this was me mums (who loves to dance and is the life of every party). Well, this is one case where daughter unlike mother. (Oye! That was only for the dancing part, you jerk! I still am the life of the parteh in my own unique way :P)

Anyway, that era passed and I entered the teeny bopper stage, where I would be nagged again, by my contemporaries this time. But it proved to be more difficult. No amount of persuasion was going to make me put even my little foot finger on the dance floor. Not even the convincing look in the eyes of the cutest guy around .. not even when he tried to pull me up from where I was seated towards himself. (okay .. it was something like that :P) And I guess if that could not make me dance, nothing else ever would. But I suspect that happened only because it was much later that I realized the guy was totally hot. And yes, I regret that moment till this day :( If I meet him any day now, I definitely want a dance with him!

Anyway, moving ahead, it was a dormant period and nobody tried any stunts with me until the end-of-teens. By this time I had started to become a little open to the idea of shaking one’s body alongside total strangers united together for their common passion for dance (or whatever). And hence had quite a few groovy sessions. My favorite would be a particular rain dance and a phase of craziness at 2 am on a certain night (which i shall delve into later) ;) 

I don’t really like to move to the sounds of bolly and most Punjabi remixes. But it so happens that whenever I gather courage to show my in-ability, the DJ will promptly start belting out one of the many Punjabi remixes :| and now that I’m on the floor I can’t just move away and hence have to utilize my non-existent skills to gyrate to something I detest.

I’d really like to learn salsa .. that’s one of the things on my to-do-before-I-die list. I’ve been made an offer for the same by two different individuals on two different occasions. And this time, I am seriously going to consider them!

You’ve heard of bathroom singers. But I am a bathroom (actually, just my room) dancer. The status has actually risen from the mute spectator to “room” dancer to the courageous one trying to move on the dance floor. But hey, atleast now I am trying!

I think two/two-and-a-half drinks ought to prepare me to unleash the R-factor in DANCE (that’s right .. no R in dance hence I don’t think I can ever unleash that non-existent power of mine :|)

And, wherever he might be, I’d like that afore-mentioned guy to know

You broke my heart,
'Cause I couldn't dance.
You didn't even want me around,
And now I'm back, to let you know,
I can really shake 'em down.

I can mash-potato,
And I can do the twist.
Now tell me baby,
Do you like it like this? ;)

[Watch the whole thing here.]

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I think it is time I brought the R-factor into dance. Period.

CUT LOOOOOOOOOOOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D

Finished with the lasht theory paper of my engineering course today!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yayyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

had a few laughs with the gang in college after the paper .. had a few rolls on my way home .. some new roll house has opened up near my place .. but the rolls weren't upto the mark .. some pals planned a club night tonight .. and guess who didn't go?? hmph!
so much for finishing off the 39th written exam of engineering!!!!! :x

Anyway .. came home .. saw Bheja Fry (its a movie .. for all u ignorant bachhas) .. really really awesome movie!! i lowwwed it :D
then hogged like a pig .. then here i am .. online .. just finished sending daddy a budday e-card AND a father's day e-card .. his budday's tomorrow and for the phusht time he isn't here with us :( .. i am missing him  :( ................ couldn't even get through to him on his cell ..... i think he isn't back from the museum yet ..... ohh he's in Germany btw and he went to the Mercedes benz museum in Stuttgart today!!!!! :)

Anyway .. i already have a lotta blog drafts lined up .. let us see how many get to see the light of your eyes ;)
and i have 6 paperbacks lined up for me to read .. and some more online books .. and lotsa movies to be seen
BUTTT .. phusht and foremost i need to go SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i need everything new!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't u think i deserve it?? ;)