All the Best, Mr. Khanna...You and your wife just went for a 'Blue' film!

Now look, I know the last part... especially the blue film joke is now overused, but then what do you expect a lazy bugger like me to do....make original ones? But then I rob both good and bad jokes! Atleast I dont rob good jokes and make desi howlers out of them....unlike the patrons of the Hindi Film Industry that I usually swear by.

Anyway their howlers seem awfully entertaining to most and being someone who is known to sit on his ass and do nothing I have no right (or desire) to criticize them.

After listening to various reviews of all the movies that released during the Diwali weekend...I still feel it would be better to go for all of them instead of sitting home, waiting to get deaf thanks to the little terrorists everywhere (please dont take this seriously....Bombs and crackers arent child's play atleast I thought!)

Now the 'Blue' film has a good looking 'grey' character (too many colours? ya!) who I presume has no herione...unless Ozzie pop stars are his kind of girls.....a grandfather clock type human being playing the central character with a babe as his wife who gives one the impression that if they both stood on thier wedding day....(that day) she would have been a balika vadhu...so cute (naah!)

And whats more that the 'grandfather clock' actually has a brother who looks like his son....(Is he the only guy cursed in the family?) The sharks in the trailer were more exciting to look at than the younger brother (Who am I to say this...I look like a goof too...the King of goofs)

These people travel 250 feet deep to hunt for treasure....well I hope they find it and dump the grandfather clock so that the babe is available for the other guys! (hehe)

Mr. Khanna or whatever his name is...normally asks 1 or 2 people questions with the same old beginning..."Kitne pratishat bhartiya..." Now I ask myself....."Kitne pratishat bhartiya...can understand what he says in the first place....and if a number of them do....does anybody amongst them wish to watch a 'shirt nikaling...body dikhaing....Wanted man on screen with Mrs. Khanna (who the hell is that?) along with a 'Kisaan' for company?''

Well I do...and I hope to catch it before...some other movie comes along.

Oh yeah and considering my exams are on.....'All the Best' is probably the best choice....atleast without any sort of entertainment among other things.... I'd be getting encouragement....for whatever its worth!

Now you may feel under the pretext of being 'excited' I have as usual sat back and taken pot shots at the movies...but then thats what the PUBLIC is for....

So until then.....remember the sallu songs...."Dont say Alvida...na kaho Alvida"

oh and for those 'pratishat bhartiya' who love the wanted guy....and by now after reading this blog hate me....here is another sallu special (ofcourse modified by me...hehe)

"Hate me Hate me Hate me, your maama says you Hate me paapa says you hate me, hate me baby hate me

tere sar zindagi bhar khaane ka iraada hai hate me hate me hate me he says hate me hate me stop"

Ciao...

Close your ears.....its Diwali!

As I take another bite of the sweets that I got for Diwali, its not my stomach or my teeth that are complaining.....because my ears seem beaten up by the sound of bombs and crackers

The idea of welcoming through a diya or a lamp is a very amazing idea but all of it seems lost in the current scheme of things. Being a lazy bugger (as the name suggests) and a strong athiest I never venture into the task of lighting a lamp but still I would rather see parents and children usher in Diwali by doing so and not bursting some of the ridiculously loud crackers and bombs that are in fashion these days.

Its become that time of the year when some of us want to flex thier 'cash' muscles and make a statement. I am fine with that but that statement just like thier fashion sense is too loud! Its so loud that even without proper research I can safely say that many people in this generation and the next will probably go deaf for no fault of thier own. Its kinda like passive smoking, only the noise slowly kills your ears and makes you a character of 'Sarabhai V/s Sarabhai' aka Madhu Bhai (for those who didnt watch it...sorry I am too lazy to explain) Sometimes I think if these kids and thier parents enjoy blasts so much....maybe they can be put into the NSG battling the guys who burn crackers that are more destructive and noisy! But I guess that would never happen....sigh.

Happiness is a fundamental right...infact its the one thing that cannot be easily defined, but I wish that people find an alternative method of showcasing the depth of thier pockets rather than testing the limits of our ear drums.

Till we meet again....Have a safe Diwali...n dont forget to wear earplugs!