JHILMIL aur BURFI

Everyone is talking about Barfi… It was delicious, it was spectacular, mesmerizing and all synonymous adjectives would surely fit for this movie. Indeed, it was hilarious, especially some of the nicely executed Charlie Chaplin acts by Ranbir Kapoor. Needless to say, Ranbir Kapoor’s expressions and his acting prowess stole the whole show. Nonetheless, Priyanka Chopra at some places overpowered Ranbir Kapoor with her incredible acting of a mentally challenged girl. Certainly, she proved herself once again after ‘Fashion’ and ‘7 Khoon Maaf’. Her words, even not spoken were widely understood by everyone. Her presentation and acting skills of an autistic child would not have been done better than this.

It’s full on two and half hours of masti and a gripping yet exceptional love story. Throughout the movie, Ranbir’s pranks left the audience in laughing grip. A love story between deaf and mute guy & an autistic girl is surely unique in its own ways.  It has flaws too as I felt at some places story get entangled between present and past but in the end, the puzzle gets solved efficiently and beautifully.

Surely, it will not be wise to explain the whole plot here. However, I wish to mention that it’s an intriguing love story of deaf and mute guy- Murphy (read Barfi), who is crazy, fun loving and strongly believes in living in ‘present’. His masti has no extent and so does his liveliness. Hs talks never required words, which makes his conversation even more interesting. His eyes and hands do the all talking and most importantly, he is unaffected by everything except Love. He surely is not normal boy but certainly can give a tough competition to any normal intelligent person. He was an epitome of love, which weaves his most interesting love story with an autistic girl- Jhilmil Chatterjee, who is unaware of her super rich status and desperate need of love. She is simple, cute and lives in her own world.

It is only Barfi effect that I am only mentioning about Ranbeer and Priyanka. However, it will be unjustified to not to mention about Ilena D’cruz, who is the narrator and first love- interest of Ranbeer in this movie.

Kudos! to Anurag Basu for his marvelous direction and pritam’s music in the movie. Also, lyrics and script left me spell bound. First half is entertaining witty as Ranbeer Kapoor unveiled his amusing and mysterious acts. Nonetheless, second half becomes more captivating as it shows mature side of same mischievous Ranbeer Kapoor along with certainly, more of Priyanka Chopra.

In the end, It’s all and all, MUST watch movie. I personally enjoyed every bit of it. . Let alone be the controversy of stealing or taking inspiration regarding scenes or music of Barfi...

Moral of the story: Rehne do yaar!! Ab movies hi reh gayi hain.. MORALS aur ETHICS sikhne ke liye. J

Ohh Lord!!

Stop Me, before I die..
Stop Me, before I cry...

Stop Me, before I fall..
Stop Me, before I crawl..

Stop Me, before love eludes me..
Stop Me, before fear erodes me..

Oh Thee! Hold me in your arms,
and Stop Me, before I lose myself in to these worldly charms...

Just ME!!

Thanks! For everything but I have been misunderstood as GOOD…

This is a small note to say “Thanks”..

I have been weak..  I have fallen many times with my face licking ground. I have been wrong at times.. I have lied.. I have cheated.. I have intentionally hurted many people…. And That is me!! But One thing is for sure.. I WAS NOT FAKE…

Many times, I thought about money before spending and that is how, I have been raised in my family.

Many times, I have been duped and left alone to cry..

But that has all made me more stronger and gave me a new reason to fly..

I have never thought of cheating them in reciprocation because I was very weak to do that but that fear of mine is called as “generosity”. 

Yes... I have been misunderstood as “GOOD” at times but Do I deserve this??

Yes, I love solitude because it gives me peace…

I do not express myself because only stronger can express and I am weak.. 

I have fear of rejection and I have fear of being left alone once again… 

I have EGO and I do not want to put that down for anyone without any gain..

yes..I have been misunderstood as GOOD..

People have manipulated me, people have used me emotionally and whichever way, they could.. 

But more painful was the moment.. when I hurted somebody for my good..

They are living happily without me and that is also painful….

Yes.. I am weak.. I have been misunderstood as GOOD.

May be, I have become sadist and started enjoying the pain of others…

But this loneliness and pain have given me strength to move further.

Yes.. I have been FAKE… Yes.. I have been misunderstood as GOOD...

Dil, Dosti Etc...

Humming and listening to the song “chadi mujhe yari teri aisi, jaise daaru desi”, while writing this article. Quite true and apt in my life situation, friends have always been spark in my life, they gave me oxygen, so I breath, they gave me importance, so I trust and they exploited me and helped me to become ME. Few moments were worth cherishing, when I was lowest best in my life and they hugged me so tightly and assured me, what may come, they will never leave me!! But…

I always believed in my upbringing period that friends come and go, life never stops for anyone. You lose one friend at one stage of life and make many more. But few friends make a permanent residence in your heart. I recently read on Facebook. “Love is not for lovers, they are also for friends, who love each other more than lovers”… Friendship day is nearby but I have no one to celebrate with… It wasn’t like that 2 months ago..

I used to have a group of 3 people including me, many people came in our group and left but we 3 always remained united. We went to many trips and had an amazing level of understanding, which I never had with anyone before. Never thought, I will ever have (in real sense) -3AM- friends in my life. Be it my professional tough days or personal trauma, I always found them near me. We went to many trips, starting from Haveli trip to celebrate one year of your friendship on 15^th Dec, 2010. Then, Rishikesh and Palampur in 2011 and last trip was Shri mata Vaishno Devi in 2012.

Guess, everything comes in life with expiry date. We are not at all in touch with each other, though we are very much living in same city and with so much social networking sites available, nobody knows anything about each other. One may call it misunderstanding but in real terms, “raita fel gaya”. So much of complex emotions, so much of expectations, so much of admirations… could not handle them anymore and we decided to get separated.

It’s over and all over… we all have moved on in our life and trying hard to make new friends but missing them a lot… all masti that we did together, wo chai ki chuski, wo car-o-bar… I am gonna miss forever and ever… May be, all happens for some good :)

Ayushman Khurana..!! An admiring love of my life…!!

A simple yet flamboyant, attractive yet natural, funny yet inspirational... a complete box of all Punjabi traits, perfectly define this young energetic multi-talented face of youth. For the first time, I noticed him in the Ekta Kapoor's daily soap "Kayamath" on Star Plus. A sweet little (short- heighted) young boy was trying to woo the main protagonist of the serial.  Only then, I started following him, googling him, and came across many facts about him. I also get to know that, he was the famous peppy RJ with BIG FM 92.7 in the early morning show, "maan na maan, mein tera Ayushman" and he has also won roadies of season-2. (I am not much follower of roadies but like to watch its audition due to Raghu's blunt and I-am-the-boss satire for people with I-know-everything attitude on the one side and on the other, his caring and emotional side for weaker and honest people.)

He belongs to Chandigarh and is the son of the famous city astrologer P. Khuarana. He mentioned in one of his interviews that "my dad is numerologist and when, I got offer from roadies, my dad predicted my future and told me, if you (Ayushman) will go to Mumbai now, you will get success and will have great career ahead". Indeed, the words were pure truth!

I still remember, I mentioned my love for him to my best College pal in 2008, and she told me, "Ohh..!! you didnot tell me before, I have recently attended his event during my internship with Reliance. He is really cute and chivalrous. He asked me about my career dreams and how I am doing here?? Ohh!! Even, I admire him now..!! Don't worry Nandini, he is perfect for you!" Certainly, her words banged in my head for a week. Then, this passion for him augmented even more during his anchoring days for "India's got talent". I used to watch the entire episode looking at him. So young yet so natural, no wonder his anchoring prowess made him won many awards. Nikhil Channapa sometimes became invisible to me in front of him.

I was mesmerized, when I saw his dancing skills in "Just dance". Ya! he anchored the entire show and also presented the special dance performance for the jury and Hrithik, the dance icon of Bollywood hugged him and applauded him. I used to watch him and only watch him, and praise him for his effort-less humor skills, his anchoring skills, his dimples.. his smile.. and my family members always objected me over my craziness..

I have all eyes to watch his debut movie VICKY DONOR, in which he plays the lead role of professional sperm donor opposite Yami Gautam. He has also recently confessed of donating sperm once during MTV roadies in 2008, in an interview with Asian Age newspaper.

My heart still misses a beat, looking at his dimples! Way to go!!

Driving spree Part- II

Now, after two years I started to learn driving all over again… Yup!! You got it right! I left learning driving in between, na.. na.. not because of that sarcastic trainer. Now, I have started learning driving almost three months back as we have bought a car on Guru Nanak Dev Ji’s Happy B’day…

Then, wasting no time, I started searching for good & affordable driving institute nearby my new house (we have shifted to new house a year back J) and joined it. The instructor was not sarcastic this time but surely blunt and he told me, “treat your car like your body (what the hell, did he mean with his comments... Ok Nandini Be cool !!) and make sure, it does not touch anything on the road… the way you make sure, you walk safely on the road… I am sure, this last line is kind-of-cover-up for his 1^st line…

Oh God!!! Why always I get weird instructors??

I somehow managed to learn driving in his car and then, I requested a professional driver of my neighbors to teach me driving in my car to get confidence on the road. Some scratches in my car… some in others… But, now I am confident to drive alone. Though I also requested my friends, cousins, neighbors to sit with me in my car to see my driving and help me with some driving rules but all in vain. I am blessed with amazing kind of blindness.. ‘redlight blindness’ : irrelevant of how big & bright the red light is.. I always missed to see it..!! Weird..!!

My first independent attempt was to drive my car 4-5 kms with my mom to the place of my ex-residence in Paschim Vihar. Noteworthy, I drove the entire distance in 2^nd gear and did not go beyond the speed of 30Km/hr. (Well, it must sounds funny, especially for veteran drivers). And after my courageous ordeal, my brother called me to make sure, if I have reached safely. (Possessive HE not for me but for CAR, ofcourse).

One of the most embarrassing incidents, I hit an almost 70 year old uncle, while taking U-turn near my home. It did not hit uncle much as the car was at the speed of 5Km/hr but he fell down with the sudden jerk of the car. Soon, people gathered there and cursed me while helping uncle to get from the road. As soon as uncle ji got up, he was well enough to curse me. Thank God! I was alone that day else family members would have also cursed me also…

But most memorable incident happened in Rajouri Garden market. I took my mom to Rajouri Garden market and managed to drive in the crowded market safely and successfully, so, was little overconfident with my driving skills. And I had a narrow escape from could-be disastrous incident, which not only shook me but my mom as well. She still remembers that incident even after two months and always instruct me, whenever I approaches towards my car keys. Here It goes: I was standing at the red light near Grover Sweets in the market and did not realize the road construction has made big open sewage on my left side. Suddenly, my car stopped with some huge stones, when I tried to cross the red light. I came out of the car and realized that the left front tyre was in the air over the sewage. Shocked we tried to get car back on the road but all in vain. Lot of people came forward to help but all in vain. Then, after 10-15 minutes, a thin sikh guy came from nowhere and tried to push the car from left side to bring it on straight line. Then, he asked for keys from me and put the back gear and managed to bring it back on the road. Then, he vanished. Scared me took over the car and brought the car back home. I don’t know, why… But still, I have not got the courage to cross that Grover Sweet’s red light inspite that the sewage has been closed now.

Now, back to my driving skills, after almost three months, I have become more confident and cautious driver. I have driven the car up to 10Kms alone at the speed of 60Km/hr in 4^th gear on the suitably empty roads. God bless me and people around me on the roads!!! J J J

Few quick tips for safe driving:

• Follow traffic rules and for that, knowing them is most imp. J



• Must keep driving license with you as you never know, your car can also be towed away (It has also happened with me)



• Be quick in changing gears as when required, while keeping eyes on the road.



• Be confident as you own the car not the roads and DONOT HONK- Be patient!!

Rs.10 only

As everyone knows, the value of the money has changed, especially in last 2 decades. Earlier, Re.1 had a lot of value but now, even Rs.10 have no worth but our parents understand the importance of money more than current generation.
As the part of this modern and advanced youth generation, I also didn’t realize the value of Rs.10 until I had met with real life experience.
This is a story of one Saturday almost a month back.. I had to reach somewhere at 2.30pm. Though I was already late at home (my close friends won't be surprise with this). It generally takes me 45 mins to reach my destination from my home. On that day, I left home at around 2pm (as I already said, I was late). I took rickshaw to reach to bus stop. Rickshaw took 15mins and it dropped me at 2.20 pm near the bus stop.
The real shock came after getting down from rickshaw as I couldn’t find my purse to pay Rs.10 to rickshaw walla (rickshaw puller) . I was so confused that whether I left my small purse somewhere or somebody had stolen it.
I was already late to go back home to get some money or look for ATM nearby. So, I told the scenario to rickshaw puller honestly. Contrary to my thought, he found genuineness in my words and offered me money to carry on my journey further. But I refused his offering as I didnot want to get into trouble of finding him again to pay his money back (as I am very bad in remembering faces and names). Then, I asked a nearby Panwallah to lend me rs.20 but he refused he didn't know me well enough to lend me any money. Looking at this situation, rickshaw walla again offered me money. Helplessly, I accepted rs.10 from him (rs.5 for each side bus fare) in return of my name and address written on a paper for his convenience to come to my home to take his money. After all this drama, somehow, I managed to reach my destination almost on time.

When I reached in the evening, I found my purse was lying on my bed and rickshaw came to my home to take his money.

So, all is well in the end with the importance of rs.10 in my life....