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Keep MEMORIES in BRAIN, Not in PHOTOGRAPHS, IDIOT!!!

2012-02-23T02:18:00.001+05:30

547th BLOG POST -->>

From last few months, there have been many instances when my friends have asked me to get the photos clicked while those moments when we were enjoying something which we never enjoyed with each other. Every time I abused them and made them sit quietly rather than take the snaps of those moments. My only reply to them has been: This is the moment which is meant to enjoy with each other. Why to waste some time of it by getting it snapped in the pictures which is not going to make us happy henceforth? But their reply has been: Abhilash, once we will be a Graduate, we will have nothing else than a marksheet to remember these moments. So, by clicking these pictures, at least, we can get back to these days and smile. I don't understand the basic logic behind this reason which they give me. I have been in relation 2 times. I don't see the pictures of both the girls periodically, but I have their faces as clear as possible in front of my eyes. I even remember each and every moment I passed with them. I have no video recordings, I have no voices but still I remember how they used to walk, talk, how their soothing voice used to flatten me, how their moving eyes used to move the direction of breeze for me, how their beautiful hands touched me etc. I don't need any photographs to remember their faces or the moments I have been through. I have met Chetan Bhagat, Sudeep Nagarkar and other writers, I have never asked them for a snap. Because I wanted to rejoice that golden moment rather than wasting a bit of it by getting my pictures snapped with them.

I have one more problem with photographs. It don't let you move ahead in life. It keeps you in those moments itself from where you started your journey. If I'll go into the Post-graduation course and I'll keep seeing the pictures of my Graduation time and Junior college time, I can never move ahead with life. I will keep missing those friends, those campuses and those funny moments. But if I'll keep all those photographs away from my life, it will make me easy to go through new challenges. I remember a friend I had in Aurangabad. One day, I asked him about his mother. He said, she is no more. I said, sorry, as usual. Then, I asked him if he has some picture of her with him through which she lives with him every time and encourages him to move ahead. He replied emotionally,"Abhilash, I was 10 years old when she left me. I was in 5th std and I remember all the moments when she loved me, fed me, scolded me and punished me. I have her face and touch so close to me that I don't need her picture. And her pictures will only add pain in my life. So, I have burnt all the pictures I had of my mother with me. I have kept none." I had tears in my eyes when he ended, I hugged him and both of us cried. That was the day when I realized how painful the pictures can be.

A next instance, one of my friend called me to college in Nashik. He asked me to be there urgently. I went. He started,"Buddy, I have some very serious problem. If I would have shared with someone else, whole college would have known it within one hour. But with you, I am sure that it will be between us. I need to tell you something and lighten the weight I'm carrying in my heart." I nodded him to speak. He began,"Abhilash, you know that I and Rupali have been together for last 6 months. Everything has been fine between us. She cares for me as a girlfriend should. She is exactly how I expect my partner to be. But there's a problem. Yesterday, her parents were out of town. She asked me to be there. And you know why (now, even my readers know that :-)). After doing all those love making events, I started browsing her computer while she was getting dressed up again. I found some pictures of her schooling days and 11th std. Man, she was too close to some people. Different boys had their hand in her waist in different pictures. I am just too shattered after seeing all this. Some of them even carried her so comfortably that I think whether her character is appropriate or she had it with many of them. I am in big dilemma about this relationship and the kind of connection she had with those boys".

After hearing this, I felt the case so obvious. Any boy who'll see that his girl has been very close and comfortable with other boys in the pictures, will feel insecure. In other case, even girl will. Let the Trust be 200% but still a doubt of 1% can overcome it. Don't you think so? See, you can be comfortable with boys/girls. But don't make it immortal by getting the picture clicked and getting it rotated among all the friends' computers that it can never be wiped out from your life even when you want to get away from your past. Even I am too close with all the female friends I have in my life. But I make it sure that when a picture is being clicked by someone, I am in that posture which shows that we have maintained distance with each other. I may walk with them hand-in-hand, that is our comfort level. But the boyfriend they'll get, the brother who can see these pictures anytime, the husband they'll get married to and the son they'll give birth to can obviously take these pictures and friendship in a negative sense and they may go into depression. I remember when a cousin sister just told me that I visit malls with 3 guys sometimes, I was like- Maa ki *****. I knew that something may happen. But I never saw her pictures. And I am happy about this. At least I don't have any dirty proof of it. Right? So, make it sure that you don't get those pictures clicked.

Today, I see on Facebook that almost 80% of collegians have an album named "Goa" or "Traditional Day" or "A trip to so and so place". Now, when I open these albums and stalk the photos, I find them in quite cozy-kind-of-moments with the person of opposite sex who is just a FRIEND. Now, I don't have a problem with their comfort level with each other but I have a problem that why to show this to 700-800 Friends on FB? Come on, you don't become a dude by placing your hand on girls' waist in every other photograph and neither do you become a babe by falling on a smart-and-rich-guy's shoulder. Maintain distance when a picture is being clicked. Tomorrow, everyone of us will have a family and it is going to be too hard to explain your relationship with every person you met in life if you'll have images with them in almost all the folders you have in the disk. You can not even delete them because you got it clicked to keep it as MEMORIES. And I have also told you how the things remain in our memory which are close to us by giving the example of my 2 ex-girlfriends and that friend's mothers scene.

On many porn sites(Yes, I do visit them sometimes), I have seen that the girlfriend and boyfriend has made a video of their love-making scene and it is on Internet now. I don't know how these girls live after this video is being circulated everywhere in the world. I have no idea. Seriously. Take an instance, if you know that your partner has been in relation for 3 times before ceasing on you. For once you can be fine, but what if he/she has love-making videos on Internet with all those ex-partners? Just imagine. How hard it will be to accept. So, its upon you to decide how you want to get your picture clicked. Don't do all these things purposely just for being ostentatious and showing-off to others on Social Networking sites. Please, grow up now.

Said all I wanted to. Now don't ask me to grow up and take these things positively. I can't. And in this case, no one can.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

I Live For Myself Rather Than Living to Prove Myself !!!

2012-02-22T01:38:00.001+05:30

546th BLOG POST -->>

Being a Blogger and a well-known Book Reviewer, I keep getting many invitations for book launch and other activities associated with it. Today, one of my female friend who is kind-of-organizer of all this asked me to participate in a contest. The contest is about writing a Romantic story in 5000 words. The stories selected will be printed in a book and published in association with a renowned Publishing house. I refused to write a story for this competition. She kept insisting me to write as she feels that I can do justice to a romantic fiction story and it is easy for me to get selected over others' stories which would be sent from wanna-be(s). At last when I told my final decision to her that I am not going to write any story for this competition, at least for this time, she was upset. She asked me the reason for this stubbornness and I told her,"This is not giving me even a bit of excitement or thrill in my heart. I am not feeling any kind of passion to do it. And I don't feel like writing a story of 5000 words when I can already convey a good story in just 2000 words. So I am not interested in doing this just because someone wants it in 5000 words. I can't. Forgive me for now. Maybe, next time, if I'll get that thrill within me, I'll participate". She retaliated,"But you are a good blogger. You can get printed. Why not try? Why not show everyone that "This is Blogger Abhilash"?? " I replied,"I write for myself. I don't write to prove myself." And after listening this, she was surprised about the fact I was living with. She said that this one sentence of mine will change her attitude towards life. I started smiling. I was happy that she understood why I wasn't interested in this competition. And she didn't forced me after that. She wrote numerous thanks after that.

And seriously, you see your past and analyse that what have you been doing till now. You will find that there has not been even 10% in your life when you would have lived for yourself. One day, when I was writing my personal diary, I thought about my life. And what I saw was something which shocked me. In all my school days, I studied madly to prove the people in my colony to know that I was better than their child. Then, in the 10th std, I studied with the aim to show others what my percentage is. In 12th std, after failing for 11th, I filled the form for Science even when the world was asking me to join Commerce as they knew I can't manage Science. I selected Science just to show everyone that I am capable of doing what you think I'm incapable of. I struggled badly to cope up with the portion of 11th and 12th both. I know what those 3 months were like when I was mugging up all those Physic's equations, Chemistry's reaction and Math's theorem. I was just experiencing hell. After seeing all this, I realized that I never did what I wanted to. I always did what was needed to prove others about me.

Then, my graduation started. I came in with a new thought of doing what I like rather than doing something to prove my classmates that I am capable of doing what they aren't. But then I got a person whom I challenged indirectly that I'll do better than you. She had put her efforts in studies while I kept slogging to score more than her ANYHOW. At last, the first semester's result was out and I was 5% ahead of her. I was again writing my diary and I realized that I broke the promise I gave to myself. I, once again did something to prove others that I am better than someone rather than doing something to make myself happy. And it was the last time when I got involved in any kind of race in regards of marks or performance. I always did everything to keep myself happy. I never tried to prove anyone. I participated in all the College's Competitions from last 2 years and won some and lost many. But I did it because I wanted to. I played Sports in the 2nd year while I excused myself from it in the 1st year. Because, in 1st year, I didn't wanted to play it, in the 2nd year I wanted to play for myself.

Even in the field of Blogging(for which I'm mainly known for), I have never tried to prove myself. I never wrote it to challenge my critics that "See, I can write about every damn thing. Either its politics or cricket or entertainment or book reviews or any damn thing." I always wrote anything when I wanted to write it and feel good about myself that I wrote about a topic which I always wanted to. I never wrote anything to prove to any other blogger that my potential is higher and interminable. I always kept myself away from any kind of race in blogging. People keep participating in blogging contests to prove other bloggers that they have more creativity than them but I haven't participated still. Why should I prove this to others that I write well? Why should I prove to others than I am better than majority of bloggers? Why should I prove to others that I am the one with lakhs of followers? I will participate in any such contest only when I will feel good about myself and I'll feel that I should participate in this and see whether I get selected or not.

So, I just want to say -Start living for your moments, your happiness, your excitement rather than proving others that your life has more moments, more happiness and more excitement than theirs? Only you can review the best about yourself. No one else can know you better than you know yourself. So, why do many of us try to prove others that I am the better one or I am the best? Be yourself and do anything only when your heart persuades you to do it. Else, if you think that you have to prove others, don't do it. Because others can never feel good about what you do or what you are going to do. They'll keep judging you and they'll keep behaving judgmental by analyzing what you are by seeing what you were in your past. So, for me, I study for myself. Not to prove others that I am good in it. I write for myself. Not to prove myself to others that I am a writer with lots of potential. I live for myself. I don't live to prove anyone that my life has more prosperity than them.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Few Things Left Unsaid by Sudeep Nagarkar !!!

2012-02-21T01:56:00.000+05:30

545th BLOG POST -->>

It has been a long time since I completed a book in 3.5 hours. I did it today. :-) I am done with another bestseller- "Few Things Left Unsaid" by Sudeep Nagarkar. I kept on seeing this book in the Bestseller charts of Flipkart, Infibeam and many other online sites, finally I got a chance to pick the book today. Sudeep Nagarkar is a debut novelist. He never had ambition to be a writer but he ended up writing this story after one of his friend pushed him to. He started forming sentences and he ended up in writing this successful love story. It has not been 1 year still and the book has gone for reprint for many a times. Sudeep is one of those writers who haven't promoted his book in the way other writers do it (by launching it in several cities back to back). After writing, he got busy in his job again. But, destiny had good news for him and his book became Bestseller. He is an electronic engineer and he started writing during his college days. :-)

Coming to the STORY, FTLU is about the story of two collegians- Aditya and Riya. They meet through common friends and then, they see love in each other's eyes. They take time to express themselves but as soon as they get intrigued into the relationship, they don't wait much. They keep on stepping into the next level of relationship in every few days. They even take 7 promises as couples take during their wedding. They keep falling deep into the heavenly thing called- Love. Finally, a break-up takes place due to some twists and turns. They get back together again. But, something happens again which changes the life of Aditya. Riya's life changes too. But, they get together again. But do they remain together till the end? Their story is unpredictable. To know what it is, get the book. :-)

Coming to the REVIEW, Sudeep has used a very safe game by using only short sentences in the first 40% of this book. The insecurity can be understood as he was writing for the first time. But later on, with time he improved and his best can be seen in the next 60% of the book. Some porn writers(I hope you understood about whom I am talking :-)) in our India should understand how to carry intimate stuffs from Sudeep. It never seemed to be vulgar, it only made the book more romantic. As everyone is writing love-breakup-love-breakup-and-finally-love, you don't abuse Sudeep when you see that the protagonist is breaking up with his girlfriend. He has broke them off at a very strange moment. I have liked Sudeep's writing in the second half of the book. He has showed his talent perfectly.

There are certain parts in the book which I would like to mention- When Adi starts talking to Riya, he picks up cheesy lines, but later on when he gets her, he directly starts showing fondness for her body. I liked this part as Sudeep hasn't dragged this thing a lot in the name of True Love. :-) The first kiss in the auto is sensuous and wonderful. The birthday celebration of Aditya is one epic part of this book. Adi's mother's shade in the story is shown in a perfect way. When Adi thinks of breaking up with this sweet girl-Riya, we, the readers support him rather than feeling bad for it. Amazing part of the story. :-) The confession part of the book where Riya speaks in her own voice is where you get to know the potential of Sudeep Nagarkar. :-)

Coming to the Drawbacks, the friends of Aditya are just used for sake of showing that there are friends too. As Aditya's mom got a good focus, even his dad should have got. He is mentioned only for once in the book. Sudeep's insecurity with the language is clearly visible initially which doesn't give you a good feel about the book. That's different k later he has used a proper language. Love is described too much in the book. Rather, Sudeep should have tried to keep it little more shorter. The Epilogue plays a very bad part in the book. There are some movies in which you love every bit of it but you end up abusing it because of a useless and dragged climax. Few Things Left Unsaid ends up being a book with a bad epilogue which could have been easily avoided. I was sure to rate this book 3.5 but just because of these last 4 pages of the book(Epilogue part), I have to cut .5. So, my rating is 3 out of 5 for FLTU. My recommendation is- Go, buy this book but don't read the Epilogue (Without Epilogue, rating is 3.5). And Yes, wait for few months as the Sequel is coming soon. :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Kya aap Filmfare ke Red Carpet pe chalna pasand karenge?

2012-02-20T02:03:00.000+05:30

544th BLOG POST -->>

I don't think that there is anyone who is reading this without watching Filmfare few hours ago (except some hosteler, hostelites and other unlucky people who don't have television around them). I am crazy about these award functions every time I hear on news channel that it is been shot and it can be on television in next 3 weeks. Earlier this year I have already enjoyed Screen Awards and Zine Cine Awards. Today, I am done with Filmfare and now my next stop is IIFA which will be shot and broadcast in May or June. I have been watching these Award Functions since I was in 5th standard. In my school days, I liked watching which stars are friends and which are not. I used to judge this by seeing who were sitting together and who were not. It was a nice observation from my side then. :-) Later, when I grew little more and I understood what Superstar is, I started dying to see the Dance Performances of the actors and actresses who used to fire the stage with their performance. Salman Khan was my favorite initially. Then, I moved on to Hrithik Roshan as his dance was something which was never seen before. And he is the only one who rocks even today.

Award Functions were an eye-opener to me sometimes when a movie which I used to think the most useless movie ever made used to win awards. Then, I used to watch them. And I learnt that there is something called Art Cinema which is too sensible to get the awards for Best Film in these award functions. Then I got an idea that may be these award shows are scripted. But I didn't gave this a second thought as I enjoyed watching it. I didn't wanted to doubt it. As, we all love watching Cricket but if we will see every match as its fixed, we can never enjoy the excitement of a nail-biting match. (Like the one we saw recently when India-SL tied :-)) I remember the day when I was going to watch 2012 movie in the theater. I promised myself that I'll not watch the movie as every scene is graphical and animated. So, I watched it quite emotionally and it screwed me. I was unable to leave my parents for many days as I thought Earth may blast anytime and I'll lose them. (It's not even good every time to see things as real :-)) So, till today, even when I have heard many news about the award shows being scripted, I don't watch it by being judgmental about its credibility. :-)

But after watching these award shows from last 3-4 times, there is something which is eating my head. I am unable to digest something. I am unable to bear something. I feel that there is something wrong which should be corrected. I feel that expectations are being fulfilled but the essence of award shows is missing. We have seen the hosts and different actors coming on stage and making fun of several disaster movies and superstars who failed to impress the viewers in spite of the hype generated all around. Even if some stars feel bad when they or their movie is being targeted hears it with smile. We have witnessed an incident when Ashutosh Gowariker shouted at Sajid Khan for insulting a singer or a lyrics writer. I felt it too aggressive at the moment but later on, I realized that Ashutosh Gowariker was right. Sajid Khan should not have insulted that lady on the stage. There is a limit and extent to everything.

Award shows are meant to felicitate someone. It is not for calling all the good artists and performers at one place on the name of felicitation but ending up by giving awards to few and humiliation to many. If some day a Blogger awards would be organized and I would be called, I will never feel it nice if they would create my fun on the stage in front of crores viewers(if broadcast on television). So, in the same way, I don't like some actors being snubbed on the stage. And they can't retaliate back because its the Baadshah of Bollywood- Shahrukh Khan doing it. There are not many Ashutosh Gowariker in the industry and world. There are very few who can raise their voice in front of the mighty. In short, when an award show is being organized to honour the people who have performed extremely good in the field, there should not be a quota of even a single minute where someone's failure should be made fun of. The youth and children who sees SRK as their idol or in that respect to anyone who hosts the event, they'll think that its good and funny to make fun of the people who are failing in their lives.

It would look so good if you will arrange everything properly and give a tribute and honour to everyone who works in Film industry. One of the best moments of any award function is when the Lifetime Achievement Award is being given to a legendary. And it is because they deliver a speech through which we get either one or many things to learn and apply in our life. For a long run, people remember the best dance performance or the best speech in an award show, but they forget all the nuisance you created by making fun of failed film artist in that particular year. Rather, you can motivate some of them by pointing out the best part of their flop films. Organize and create something of this kind. Why to make an award show where humiliation is done in ample and felicitation is done in scarce. Many of you may say that I am a narrow minded person and hence I'm minding this too much. But seriously, when I see myself in the place of those stars on whom the most jokes are made, I feel it awkward and uncomfortable.

It's my take. What is yours?

Thanks. Waiting for your reply.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Love, life and all that jazz... by Ahmed Faiyaz !!!

2012-02-19T20:04:00.000+05:30

543rd BLOG POST -->>

So, I have completed "Love, Life and all that jazz.." by Ahmed Faiyaz. This is the second time when I took a week to complete a book. Damn to my college and this MCA CET which has come as an obstacle in between. But, I may say that it is wonderful to read good book by taking lot of days rather than completing it in 3-4 hours. At least you remain with those characters and a very good story for many days. :-) This is the debut novel of Ahmed Faiyaz. This is what Ahmed says about himself "I am a management consultant by profession and work for the Health Authority of the Government of Dubai in a Strategic Planning and Execution role. I have in my previous roles worked for Strategy Consulting firms in Dubai and India. I completed my graduation in 2006 from the SIBM. It is there that I first realised that my love for the written world was not limited to reading books. I began my stint with writing and became the editor of a fortnightly business journal for management students called ‘Forthright’. I am also a qualified CA(my biggest battle till date) and began my career with KPMG in Bangalore before I left my job to pursue an MBA degree."

Coming to the STORY (I am not writing it in my words as the synopsis of the book is itself true, so I am just pasting it here), Tania, an interior decorator in Bombay, is in love with Sameer but finds it difficult to manage her long distance relationship with Sameer ever since he moved to the UK to pursue an MBA degree. After five years of togetherness will their love last or will Tania walk into the willing arms of her business partner, Ankur? Sameer is torn between his ambition to spread his wings and begin his career in the UK and his difficult long distance relationship with Tania whom he is committed to. Does he choose love and family or his career? Or does a life-altering event change his decision? Vikram is fun loving, charming and affluent. While he is looking for meaning in life and what he wants to do, he supports and encourages his girlfriend Naina to achieve her dreams of becoming a successful model.

Can they survive the pressure that comes with her growing popularity and the demands of her glamorous career? Or does destiny have something else in store for Vikram? While Tanveer is hardworking and ambitious, he is also terribly insecure of himself and of what life has to offer. He deals with a demanding job and a difficult boss and the pressure of financially supporting his family solely rests on his shoulders. Amidst all the gloom, Tanaz, the daughter of his Parsi landlady is the one ray of sunshine. The two are in love but will Tanveer's conservative family accept a girl who does not belong to the same religion? Will Tanveer make his own decisions in life or will his insecurity and subservience to a traditional outlook alter his life in ways he never imagined? This is the journey of life in a new India where these friends support each other and evolve through their experiences and missteps in Love, Life and all that Jazz...

Coming to the REVIEW, Ahmed Faiyaz has used a very standard language to convey the story of these various couples. I liked his way of narration. I liked his way of revealing each character and their current problems and also going through their background. He has almost given justice to each and every character of the book. Book is lengthy but it is worth reading. You can't miss a single sentence. He has written the story of these friends from college who have passed out in 2003. And the story goes on till 2008. So, you can understand that the book consists of many aspects of one's journey from being a college pass-out to a matured person in the dominating society and expecting people all around you.

The story of the book revolves around all the characters and each of them has different story. You keep relating yourself to every character in some or the other way and you end up crying after every 20-30 pages periodically. Some moments in the book are really touchy and palpable and BEAUTIFUL. The moment when Sameer leaves for London is emotional. The scene where Tanveer tells his Islamic parents about his affair with a Parsi girl, Tanaz is so true and real. The depression of Tanveer after that is perfectly narrated. It touches you. Sameer's return to Mumbai because of a bad news shivers me. When Tanveer and Tanaz tells Tanaz's mother about a good news, her reaction to it again makes you cry. And then, the beautiful moments in this book never ends. They are uncountable. :-)

I will recommend all of you to get 2 copies of this book. Keep one with yourself and give the another copy to your loved one. This book is not about Love affairs. It is about many aspects one sees in life. I am in love with this book. Definitely, a 4.25 out of 5 to this book. Go and get it.

This review is a part of the http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews" target="_blank">Book Reviews Program at http://www.blogadda.com">BlogAdda.com

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

I can manage CORRUPTION !!! But, VIOLENCE???

2012-02-18T01:52:00.000+05:30

542nd BLOG POST -->>

So, BMC election in Mumbai got over yesterday. The results were out in the first half of Friday. I don't know whether I'm happy or sad- but I would like to tell what newspapers will scream tomorrow- The BJP-Shivsena alliance won the polls. Too many questions and accusations on Shiv-sena was happening in last few weeks and it is incredible to see their win over others. They were continuously compared with MNS and other parties but still they came out as Winner. I don't know what made people to vote in favour of this party, but its good to see something unexpected. I was assuming some other party as the winner. But it's fine. I am neither in profit nor in loss. Because I stay in Navi Mumbai :-) And here Congress is the winner. A party which is quite humble than all the parties in my area. Yes, their MLAs are corrupt. But for me, corruption is not the first thing I would like to throw away from my city. There are other things which bother me more than Corruption.

I remember my days in Nashik where Raj Thackeray is in full power and substance. He rules Nashik. His ministers and activists are at least 3 out of every 5 Nashik-ians. :-) My VCD/CD shop where I got my favorites movies on rent was the shop of a MNS person. The shop from where I got my mobile recharged every time I was short of balance(I had girlfriend then), was the shop of a MNS activists. The cyber cafe where I sat for 6 hours daily was the shop of a MNS activist. Whenever I used to go and and sit in his Cyber cafe, he would purposely play the VCD of Raj Thackeray's most provocative rally against North Indians. I'm a North-Indian and he used to think that I would react to it. But, I would laugh at him. I would make fun of Raj Thackeray and he used to take it funnily. In few days, we grew a good bond. Once, the head of MNS party of that area was about to visit his cyber cafe to talk on some upcoming programmes related to election and progress of the party in the area.

The cyber cafe owner(and my friend)- Prashant asked me to sit with him for a while until that chief comes. We were laughing and giggling on all the vulgar jokes which were going on there. After few minutes, the chief arrived and all started talking to him quite seriously. I was sitting and observing everything. I was little scared of the chief as he looked huge and I was also from North-India. Then, juice was being ordered for him from the juice center adjacent to the shop. When we were having juice, the chief asked my name, I told. Then he asked me where my father works, I told. Then, he asked me where I hail from, he started sipping the juice again, and I said "U.P." and he made a weird face and spitted out the juice which he sipped just a second ago. And after that he said in Marathi which meant "Juice turned sour because of these two words" and started laughing like a devil and all joined him. I had no other option and even I laughed. He asked me why am I laughing when the fun is being made on my native place. I told him that I don't have any attachment towards my native place. I told him about my obsession towards Mumbai, Pune and Nashik and how I grew in these places. He was surprised to see my love for his state. In the end, he hugged me and left the place after sharing few words with Prashant.

Then I asked Prashant that why did he made me sit in front of him when he had an idea that he may make fun of me. Prashant said,"I wanted to show him that not every outsider is selfish. There are some because of whom our state is growing." I was surprised. But, in short, this is how North-Indians were made fun of in Nashik. (Some people are always exceptional) Everywhere I went, I had to listen one or two words about my native place. They never talked to me in Hindi because they wanted me to adopt Marathi. It became difficult for me. Some North Indians those were quite egoistic and arrogant, retaliated to them, and then they were thrashed for small things. This made Nashik very violent because of localites. Same happens everywhere where the local party is in power. I always fear of MNS and Shiv-sena whenever I think about elections in my area. I have a fear that if they'll win, these people will become abusive and violent. This will make my living more difficult. So for me, corruption comes after violence. I will always prefer to vote for the party which is engaged in corruption than the one which is engaged in violence. Being corrupt, these people ask for some extra money from me and pass my stuck work to the next level. This benefits me. But, violence is too dangerous. I can never think of prioritizing it before Corruption. So, I am happy that my area has Congress as its king. :-)

So, this is my take that on what factor would I plan my vote. I will always prefer Corruption over violence. I don't know why people want Congress to go. If other violent parties would come in force, people will have to run for their life. At least, corruption doesn't take lives. :-) Enough Said. :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

"Dost Toh Aate Jaate Rehte Hain"

2012-02-17T01:38:00.000+05:30

541st BLOG POST -->>

The last days of my college has begun. There are more 6 weeks to attend and then, all these friends will become a past to me. If I don't return back in this college for MCA, even the campus and all the moments passed out here will become past. The routine in which I am inhabited to, will be changed. As soon as I realize that there is not even 30 days to cherish the moments with my college friends, several memories starts haunting me. The moments of past when I left those people whom I liked and loved so much starts revolving around me. I start feeling nervous. Nervous not for the future but the way I have moved further with life. I am a human being. In the same way, all these people who are human being had emotions just as I had. But, the way I had to leave some of them behind to carry myself ahead was really painful. For them, I was materialistic. For me, I was an ambitious person with a stringent heart. I need to melt myself a little. But I don't because there are still years ahead to live. I'll meet many more people. I'll make some more close friends. Then, I'll have to leave them too for the next target. Again an emotional drama everywhere around and then, again an accusation of being materialistic will have to dealt with.

Recently, I saw a Roadies audition where a very pretty girl from Delhi says that Roadies is my childhood dream and I want to make it real for me. I know that I will be left by my friends as Roadies brings out all the bad a person has in himself but still I will continue because "Dost toh aate jaate rehte hain". This last 6 words uttered from her mouth is exactly what I feel about myself and my life. There are so many friends whom I can't even count and name. There are many of them whom I never call but they keep on calling me because they had someone called "Abhilash" who played a big part in their life. For me, even they played a very big part but the problem is that they "played" and they are not "playing". I always try to focus of things which are in the tense of "-ing". The things which are -ed and the things which are about to happen are the things I am least bothered about. Currently, I know that these friends are moving towards my past with each day. For this, I try to be around them as much as I can. I try to make them laugh as much as I can. I share some emotional and personal experiences with them to make them know something about "Bloody Me". I do it because once when they will be left, it will be hard to organize a Re-union and fuck each other's brain in the same manner as we do today. So, its better to spend as much glossy moments as possible today rather than going in the tomorrow and then crying for the incomplete past.

I am little selfish( or you can say that I am little more inclined towards) when it comes to selecting People and Life. I select Life. I know it is going to end in some years. But, even these people are going to end one by one. :-) Right? I know it is very hard to think this way. And I am facing a lot of difficulty in writing this on a social platform. But, when it is me, I have no doubts in revealing my original self. One day, either they will die or I'll. Who'll remember me once when I'll die? No One. What they'll remember is the way I lead my life. If it would be a failing end, they will give a bad example of mine for years. If it would be successful, they'll give my instances to many for years and the same will continue. I want to remain Immortal for them. I don't want to end in time-being. It would be good if I'll go where they are going, I'll join where they are joining, it would be good even if I'll stay where they are staying but, will it be nice if I fail after being with them for this short while? Obviously, No. So, its better to concentrate on my life first. And then on these persons who are very close to me. Closeness develops because we allow it to. If we allow ourselves to be stronger while parting the closeness and destroying the magnetic force between us, we can succeed easily. Yes, there will be a big emotional turmoil but anything which is harder is done by crossing the paths of hurdles and obstacles. Right?

I hope that I'll meet the best people of my life ahead in my journey towards being immortal for these people. But, I don't expect them to turn around when they see me ever again in my path. I would feel a little pain when I'll see them ignoring me but it will not change me much. It will make me work harder because I'll see my past in a glance and I'll remember all the powerful and firm decisions I took then to reach where I am today. Even when I see myself today and compare it to what I was in 2009, I find a big rise in the graph of my improvement. And this improvement came because I left some close people behind and moved forward. At every step of life, I had to dump the people and go ahead with LIFE. And its beautiful to see the number of steps I walked after calling that re-starting point the End point. From that point which I claimed to be the end, turned out to be the start for me. But for those people, it was the End point because they choose relationship before life. Today, they have friends whom they can call at 2 AM. I don't have any. I don't even need any. I have a life. I have that in which I find myself secure and honored.

In few weeks, I'll have to dump some close people again. But to remain immortal in their memory and to be the winner in the race of life and people. I want to run ahead than my life and reach the destination before it reaches there and announces my retirement(death). So, I am just praying God to give me strength to take decisions of leaving these gem-friends of my life and move ahead with life towards new people. Let's see what God has decided for me. Stay Updated with this through my blog. :-)

Thanks. And, I want to know your priority- Life or People. Am I the only person who runs for life and not for people or there are many who are "so-called selfish" but they aren't? :-)

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Tu Humsafar Tu Humkadam Tu Humnawah Mera !!!

2012-02-14T23:52:00.000+05:30

540th BLOG POST -->>

The five years went as smoothly as butter is spread on toasted bread. I never imagined that life can run so faster. It was just yesterday when I entered BBA and I already have the degree of MBA in my hand. I never ever saw 5 minutes passing so quickly as these 5 years passed. I remember the first day of the college when I saw her. She had boys all around her. They already had their 12th std's group together with them even in the graduation. I thought that she may be committed to someone in that group as all the boys were as dashing as John and Hrithik. I started feeling Tushar Kapoor about myself. :-) But, that night, when I was about to sleep, I opened my personal diary to write about my first day of college, I didn't wrote anything about myself or college, I started writing about this girl and how I started liking her right from the first glance. That was the time when I realized I love her. My sister was doing her assignment besides me. I told her about this girl, her features, her friends, her voice and all. Yuvika held my chin and patted my cheek and said,"Mere bhai ko pehli nazar mein hi pyaar ho gaya." And both of us started smiling. That was the first time when I was talking about a girl I like with my sweet sister. My sister started teasing me from the moment itself that I will forget her soon as I am in love with a girl. And I kept hitting her slowly for making me feel embarrassed.

The next day of college, I had only one To-do list in my note. I wanted to know her name, any how. We were asked to get our name registered in library so that we get our library card in the same week. I followed her group. As soon as I saw that no one is around her, I went and stood near her. After some minutes, she went and stood in the queue for getting herself registered in the library's record. I ran and stood behind her. When she started filling the form, I kept my eyes focused on it. And she wrote: K A V E R I K H A N. I uttered suddenly "KHAN?" She turned back and asked,"Yes, so?" I replied,"No. Actually, your name is one which Hindus keep generally but your surname says that you are ...M..I mean.. you are not Hindu." She started laughing. She replied,"Can't a Hindu girl and a Muslim boy love each other?" I nodded. She added,"My dad and mom were such one extra-ordinary couple." Both of us smiled at each other. She asked my name. And then, I started telling everything about my schooling, parents, friends etc. Her group accepted me as their new member. For me, it was a first step towards her. :-) Who cared about Rajiv, Sanjay, Ramesh, Pooja, Anvesha and other friends in her group. I had to do everything with KAVERI KHAN.

And then, each day was a mission for me to get little more closer to her. And every night had another task- to tell all the updates to Yuvika about my journey towards love. Yuvika got a piece of entertainment to enjoy every night. Even if I slept earlier some nights, she used to wake me up just to let her know how progressive her dumb brother is. She even started suggesting me new beard styles, hair styles, new brand of shoes, new pairs of specs etc. She started giving me Personality Development training too. She even made me do push-ups at home. She wanted her brother to win this girl. But, whenever I saw her between those cool boys of her group, I used to get a feel that why would she even look at me? But, to my surprise, she used to call me by herself. She started liking my sense of humour. She even liked listening to my stories of school and childhood. She liked everything I told her about me and she laughed without caring about her looks whenever she used to sit with me. But, she always made it sure that she met me only when both of us were alone. I think she didn't wanted her friends to know that she is getting attracted towards me. Months passed, years passed and finally, we were in last year.

She asked me,"Where are you planning to do your MBA from?" I replied,"As I am little weak when it comes to health, I am preferring this college again." She nodded and went. Our BBA ended. Finally, the whole process of CET, CAP rounds, Documentation took place and I was about to attend my MBA's 1st day tomorrow. I was crying. Yuvika came, hugged me, took my face in her hands and said,"Bro, I know that it would be difficult for you to miss Kaveri in college but this is how life is. She was meant to decorate the 3 years of your life. Don't expect her to be with you in almost every moment of your life. Even I, your sister, who is living with you from last 20 years will leave you in some years and go to my husband's place. So no one is permanent in life. Even parents are going to die one day na?" She was trying her best but she was too sweet for this. Tears were easily visible in her eyes. We hugged each other and cried for next 15 minutes.

On the first day, as soon as I entered my class, I saw Kaveri sitting on the first bench. I screamed YESSSS but then, I controlled myself, went to her, shook hands and sat on the last bench. Professor came, gave us an orientation kind of lecture and went after 3 hours. As soon as he took his ass away from the class, I ran towards her and asked,"What are you doing here? Where are your friends?" She said,"I preferred this college as it is near to my home. They preferred what they thought is near to them." And, then, we started being together throughout the 2 years and our bonding kept getting stronger day by day. Finally, the 4th semester was about to end. The internship was about to be terminated as we were not kept as permanent employees. I was sad about this. I just didn't wanted to lose Kaveri in any condition. One day, I asked her,"Kaveri, would you like to join a firm in Pune?" She said,"It is hard to convince my parents, Akash. They will never allow me to step outside Bangalore, in fact, out side our town." I insisted her a lot and finally, I was sitting in her drawing room in front of her parents, I insisted them to let her go for a walk-in interview to Pune with me and she will be safe as I am with her. I even made her parents meet my parents for firming their belief. At last, we sat in train for Pune. :-)

We were sitting in row at the lobby of Le Meridien restaurant where the interview was being conducted. I was sitting ahead of her. My turn came. I went inside the conference room, tried to answer as manipulative as I can, and managed to win their heart. They gave me the appointment letter then and there. I came out, saw Kaveri, gave a big smile to her and went outside. After few minutes, her turn came. I was anxiously waiting for the good news from her side. I was standing in the lawn attached with the building of this restaurant. She came directly to the lawn and her eyes started searching me with enthusiasm, as soon as she saw me, she ran towards me and showed her appointment letter to me and asked,"What about you?" I screamed,"Even I am selected Kaveri". And both of us hugged each other impromptu. I held her tightly in my arms. Even she started clutching me tight under her ambiance. After few minutes, when we started feeling adrenaline rush because of the rubbing of our body against each other, we parted a bit. Then, we looked into each other's eyes and our lips locked. We started kissing each other as passionately as we could have. After few minutes when we realized that we are at a public place, we controlled ourselves and parted our lips. Then, we looked into each other's eyes again. I said,"I love you Kaveri. And I always wanted to be alone with you. Hence, I struggled to bring you here, till Pune." She said,"Even I wanted to be with you my boy. And hence I struggled to take admission in the same college where you wanted to for MBA." Both of us had tears in our eyes and we started hugging and caressing each other again without caring about the people around us. :-)

P.S.: For achieving your love, you have to wait for months, years and sometimes, for the whole life. When there is a true love, there is a struggle from both side. Like, Kaveri struggling to get admission in the college where Akash wanted to. And Akash struggled to take her to Pune with him. At last, they opined their feeling to each other after 5 years of togetherness. Before that, they lived just as friends. Love is not about getting physically involved with each other. But, it is about getting the person in any circumstances. But when you get him/her, you get it wholly. :-)

Thanks. Happy Valentine's Day to all.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Happy Hawas Day !!!

2012-02-14T02:39:00.000+05:30

539th BLOG POST -->>

So finally Valentine's day is here. None of us know the origin of this day but we have got a good excuse to get our girlfriend laid on the bed and make the pussy scream MEOW. Every Indian talks about the culture but the days like Valentine's Day are kept under a quota where no one will bring culture into the scene. The day is officially meant for fucking and kissing. Girlfriends know that the boyfriends have called them and what is going to happen next. But then, do they stop? No. Because its Valentine's day and the day is meant to fuck and get fucked. The people in my Social Networking environment named the day differently. Some called it a Hawas day while some called it Tharki Day while some called it I-Pill day. I would just call it the day when boys use their girlfriend as nicely as they can and they feel that they got all the money refunded which they spent on them for the whole year. Even if the girl leaves them the very next day, they can say, I fucked you on Valentine's and it was a Million Dollar Fuck baby. :-) At least, this is what boy has to say after the girl kicks on his butt and go.

There used to be a time when boys were known to use a girl's body on the name of love and then leave them. Today, it is different. It is a Give-and-take deal. But this rule is unsaid. If you'll discuss this, you are hurting a girl's sentiments. This should go without any signed agreement or document or any thing promised between witnesses. A boy will keep spending everything on girl. He will pay for her movie tickets, burgers, Water Kingdom entry fees, Goa's traveling charge, sandals, birthday cakes, hotel bills, mobile recharges and almost every basic expenditure. In return, girl will let him kiss her self, play with her hairs, uncloth herself and in the end, fuck herself. This is an unsaid agreement between Boyfriends and Girlfriends today. I am just shocked to see that I have no female friends of mine who are less than 25 and are not yet committed to someone. Everyone of them have experienced what so-called relationship is. There are still some boys who are yet to hold a hand of their choice. :-)

If you still doubt that Valentine day is not meant for sex, go to a medical shop and ask him the amount of condoms supplied to him by the distributor and the amount of demand boys have for the condoms in the first 15 days of February. Your ears will leave your skull and fall down. :-) And if Valentine's Day has nothing related to Sex, why is Children's Day scheduled on 14th November, exactly 9 months after Valentine's Day? I will make it pretty sure that my wife don't get naughty on Valentine's Day or else my children will become a laughing material in their circle. :-) I and my wife would be teased by their friends for being horny on Valentine's Day. :-) When I saw a movie called VIVAAH, I was so much impressed with the work of Rajshri productions that I thought the environment of film-making would change after this movie. But alas, nothing changed. Emraan Hashmi kept rocking. This movie was released in 2006. Then, Jannat came in 2008. That movie was also focused towards love than sex/lust in spite of having Emraan guruji in it. But, nothing changed and movies are still made in the passion of showing the power of sex and smooch. Now, Ek Deewana Tha is about to release and I expect it to bring back the innocence. Let's see if Pratik has loved Amy Jackson in it or rocked the bed with her.

It's Valentine's day. Good for the people who are committed and have a partner to celebrate it. But the one who have been single throughout the life will feel themselves more stupid today. And the one like me who are being fooled by a girl in past will keep haunting in the memories and may feel depressed at times. So, for committed people, its FUCKING DAY, for yet-to-be-committed-people, its EXPECTATION DAY, for the people who have broken off, for them it is MEMORY DAY. The same day plays different part for different people. I just don't understand why do people celebrate such days when they know that they are doing the same thing every day. Some may propose their favorite person and ask them to be their valentine, for these people, I have respect as they have guts. :-) But others those are committed from years, talk everyday on cellphones, meet every week and fuck every month, why do they celebrate this day and make others feel unwanted in this world? I seriously feel like supporting Shivsena on such days. :-) When these people do those private jobs in public places and make others feel ashamed of their Singleness, I like the dandas of Shivsena entering their ass in front of National television. :-) One was beaten even when he was sitting with his sister in a park. Hahaha. Bechara.

Fine. A Very Happy Valentine's Day, Expectation Day and Memory Day to all the people falling in different categories. The one who falls in Valentine's Day group can also be wished Hawas Day as they are going to end all the Hawas they have in them and experience pre-marital sex. A very Happy Profit Day to all the pharmaceutics and hoteliers. A very Depressing Day to all the parents of this world whose children are going to do what they did for giving them birth. :-) But you could have avoided them by using condoms which they are going to use. They are much smarter than you, parents. :-) And, I don't know whether all of you have heard it or not but Asaram Bapu has asked to celebrate Parents Worshiping Day today by worshiping our parents. So, the followers of Asaram Bapu, Happy Mata-Pita Poojan day to you. And the people who acted over-smart and married either yesterday or today, Happy Suhagraat to you. :-) And, finally, the people who are reading this blog, a Happy Nonsense Day to you all. :-) This is what this post contained. :-) Jinke zindagi mein pyaar na ho wo kya jaaney ki Valentine's pe kya likhtey hain log. :-)

Thanks.

P.S.: When you were reading this blog, 20 girls lost their virginity somewhere in India. ARB's Stats. :-)

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Doesn't Your Underwear Have Holes?

2012-02-14T01:20:00.000+05:30

538th BLOG POST -->>

Today, I was tweeting on Valentine's day and Kiss Day. I was trying to speak something which is true but people don't speak it out because it sounds vulgar. I have no problem in speaking such things on public platform or giving a speech on such thing in front of everyone on the stage. What according to me is truth and correct is as ordinary to me as anything else. Let it be as vulgar as it may seem to be or let it make people judgmental about me. Many people enjoy my tweets because they feel I talk what they think about but can't express because of shyness. But some of them, even if they like it, says that I am irritating and annoying them by incessant and continuous vulgarity in my tweets. If I am vulgar, then what are you? Even your birth took place when your parents did something which is vulgar according to you. Ok? Your father didn't pushed it inside when the ejaculation was just about to take place. He did everything about what I talk in my tweets. If you feel it is right, follow me with pride, if you feel it is not, unfollow or block me without giving a second thought. I am not from those Twitter users who are going to abuse you for hurting my Ego. Ego is something which I threw away in fire long back.

Some people continuously provoke me by saying that there is something called Decency and you are exploiting it through your tweets. They say that if you would have been someone ordinary, it would have been fine, but you run a most-followed-and-read blog so some people see you as an inspiration, so you are disappointing them. If someone really sees someone as an Inspiration, he never judges him by his talks or accent or behaviour. An inspiration or a liking is made after analyzing the person for days and months. It's not that a person writes a blog or posts a tweet and people start seeing them as their inspiration. Amitabh Bachchan didn't achieved anything after his first hit. Neither did any other actor, performer or speaker. The respect is gained after continuous performance. And then someone is seen as a Role model or anything. I don't know why am I targeted for speaking raw. If you kiss and rub your girlfriend at public places, its cool. But if I write the same thing on Twitter, I am letting myself down in your eyes. Fuck your eyes then. Ok?

If you say that I don't maintain standards and I am disappointing you. Let me tell you that, if 6 lakh words of my blog doesn't define my standard then those 45000 tweets on Twitter can never define me. When I see someone as a Respected person, I don't judge him by the number of abuses he throws on someone or the number of girlfriend he changes. Because I see him as a respectful person because of some factors which I saw in his personality and way of conduct.

We love Sachin Tendulkar for his consistent performance in batting(leave this gap between 99th century and the upcoming 100th :-)) but do you know that he described his profession of an actor to save his income tax. So, did you lost respect for him? He lied, right?

Amitabh Bachchan is the most-followed Indian on Twitter with 2 million followers. But, when he started his career, he thrashed a media person because of which media boycotted him for next 18 years. So, did you lost your respect for him? He promoted violence, right?

Hrithik Roshan is loved for his versatility as an actor but I saw a video of his where he uttered "Motherf*cker". So, should I boycott his movies? He abused, right?

People just target you by seeing some uncertain activities of yours. Just because I posted some 50 tweets today which had some indecent substance in it, people started saying that I may lose readers and followers. But what happened about the 538 posts which I have posted with lots of compassion and effort and yes-Decency? You are the same people who made The Dirty Picture block buster by letting it earn 80 crores. Wasn't that movie indecent? You have made Emraan Hashmi a permanent actor in Bollywood, aren't the scenes in his movie indecent? Katrina Kaif is your dream, she lip locked with Hrithik in ZNMD, so is she indecent? Sanjay Dutt feeds many poor children in 30 days of Ramzaan in evening time which is called Iftari by Muslims but he abuses Media whenever they try to come little closer to him, is he indecent? So, first decide who is decent and who is indecent and how to measure this. Then, come and judge me. I am not going to change because of some people who have no work themselves but they are here to tell me how to display myself on Social networking sites.

What is Social Networking site? Is it a place to show your fake face? Is it a place to talk only the good thing and hide the bad thing about you? Is it a place which will help people decide what kind of person one is? Is it a place where a person will lose all the respect he gained in his life? Why should I limit my self when I log in to Internet and surf my Facebook and Twitter account? I will talk what I think and what people themselves think. If the world would not have wanted Sex and Vulgarity, all the movies would not have had those smooch scenes and bed scenes. This is what you demand and this is why they show. When Priyanka Chopra says it to SRK in an award function that "pichkari mein dum hona chahiye", you laugh as she has surpassed the level of Raju Srivastava. But, when the same thing is spoken by a common person like me, you point fingers on me that I am exploiting decency on Social sites. Bhakk. Some said that you have 800 Followers on Twitter, 400 on Facebook, Lakhs of readers on Blog, many may boycott your blog because of these substance you post on Social sites. Who cares? Tell me. Who cares? When I am sad, does these Twitter people come to wipe my tears? When I need someone, does this Twitter people come to accompany me? The day I'll delete Twitter a/c, 800 will forget me. The day I'll delete Facebook, 400 will forget me. The day I'll delete Blog, lakhs of people will forget me. But the one who will always remember me even after my death are those 8-10 people in my life who don't judge me by what I write on Social sites or what I speak when I'm in anger or what I watch on my laptop when I am alone in house. So, until and unless, I have those 8-10 people with me, who cares about what people think about me on Social sites? And if this is how your respect shuffles, I just don't need your respect, my friend. Keep it for your parents. I have respect of those readers/followers/friends who never judge me on the basis of my performance on Social Networking sites.

Enough Anger.

Sorry.

Thanks to those who follow me on Internet without judging me.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

If It's Not Forever It's Not Love by Durjoy Datta & Nikita Singh !!!

2012-02-12T13:42:00.001+05:30

537th BLOG POST -->>

Almost a month since I have posted a Book Review. I stopped it due to college works. But I read Durjoy Datta/Nikita Singh's "If It's Not Forever It's Not Love" today as I just wanted to read Durjoy Datta as soon as possible in any case. I know I don't like him sometimes because of excessive sex he uses in his books but still I buy and read him. :-) If you ask me how the book is doing, let me tell you that it is being ranked No.8 by Hindustan Times in today's edition itself. Durjoy Datta has already published 5 bestsellers. He has an average fan base of 1,50,000 readers which is quite huge if compared to other fiction writers (who have joined the league in last 5 years). Coming to Nikita Singh, she has two bestsellers in her name. She is quite young to publish book but still she has managed to write 3 books. :-) I should learn something from her and complete my first novel soon. :-) So, both the writers are quite fledged and settled in their field. They are no newcomers and hence, expectations are always high whenever you pick such authors. :-)

Coming to the story, Deb(Durjoy Datta's favorite character) escapes death in the Delhi High Court's bomb blast that took place in 2011. But he visits the same place after few days of the incident. He finds a burnt diary. First, he thinks that he should leave it there as personal diaries are not meant to be read by others but then he thinks, the owner is no more and he could have been at the place of the diary owner; and hence he should know him and his story. He takes the diary with him. He starts reading it and he finds the boy and his love story interesting and very lovely. Now, he wants to let his girlfriend know that her boyfriend is no more and tell all what he thought about her. Deb's girlfriend-Avantika, friend- Shrey and Shrey's girlfriend- Tiya joins him on his journey of revealing all the pages and meeting all the characters mentioned in the diary. What happens throughout the journey, how these 4 adventure freaks gets connected to the story of the diary is what this book is all about.

Coming to the Review, Durjoy Datta is trademarked for the excessive sex elements in his book. I once thrashed his book in a review for the excessive sex and no-story. But his last book- You were my crush took away 3.5 stars from me because it had only story and no sex. I thought that Durjoy has found a new way of progressing a story. Coming to Nikita Singh, I haven't read her 1st book. But I read her 2nd book and it had excessive sex just as DD's book has. I acted like a miser and gave just 2.5 stars. 1 week ago, I said this to her that I am expecting less sex from her in her books and more story, but she replied to me that she has no interest in dealing with my criticism for her until I improve my grammar. She said it in an arrogance. I was shocked. A writer is being asked by her reader(who is known for his book reviews) to eliminate the part which readers are complaining about and the writer retaliates to it aggressively rather than saying "I will improve". And let me tell you, Miss Nikita Singh, even your grammar sucks. You haven't written something incredible yet. Ok? Nikita Singh is already out of my expectations now. No more buying her books. Enough. A writer who can't respect the readers is not a Writer for me. So, coming to the point, DD and NS, both has showed their talent in writing Sex in this book once again. Excessive use of sex has again made this book just another book of DD and NS.

First, I would like to clap for Grapevine Publishers for printing this book in milky white pages with good font. Otherwise, now-a-days, publishers are using old-brown pages and the same boring fonts which kills half an interest of reading a book. Coming to the story and its narration, the initial pages where the trauma of Deb is described gives you a feel that something very fresh is coming in upcoming pages. The story of the diary begins in the same way as other love stories is being written now-a-days. The funny statements are used throughout the book which makes the book interesting. Some PJs are also included which wins. :-) Deb and Avantika's love story described in the book is what happens after both of them comes together. :-) And this is why, DD is our favorite writer. He always uses a different style to show the love saga of Deb and Avantika. The consequences of getting addicted to drugs/alcohols is perfectly drafted in the book. That's the best parts for me. I will remember the book for it. In particular, 202nd page made me jump off my bed. :-)

Now, drawbacks- I just want to ask Durjoy Datta that what does he wants to convey through Deb-Avantika's love saga in every book? That they had sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex and they died having sex one day? I am expecting something like YOU WERE MY CRUSH from you, buddy. Please try something different. Please. There is no use of publishing 6 books in 3 years. Take your time to write a book but write something new. Even the Sex scenarios between Shrey and Tiya fucked my brain. Then, Deb goes under a trauma because he sees how people dies and cries in front of him and thus he shows an attachment with the diary he finds at the spot. Later, at a place, he calls it a fucking diary. With something which changed your life, you will never call it fucking, even when you are too irritated at time. In the end, the book is just as the movie- Bodyguard was. Every exciting element is kept for the last 50 pages. Else, the first 180 pages is just another story. I rate the book 2.5 out of 5.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Toh Batao- PROPOSE DAY Pe Kya Ukhaada?

2012-02-09T00:32:00.000+05:30

536th BLOG POST -->>

So, everyone of us celebrated PROPOSE DAY today. I know all the dumbos who were dumbos are still dumbos. No one got a partner. But, again 365 days will pass, again, in 2013, we will celebrate this idiotic day. And what will we gain? Relationship Status will change a little. From being Single, we will go into the phase of being Super-Single. And we will become Seniors to those who would be celebrating this for the first time in 2013. And we will be standing there to guide them. We would be guiding them to remain as dumb and foolish as possible. So that you remain single for next 1 year too. And, you will get a chance to become Super-Single like us. And we would get a promotion and we will be Super-Super-Single. I don't think there is any other i.e. more productive reason of celebrating PROPOSE DAY. :-) Some may ask for a National Holiday too because it takes a lot of guts to go to someone and erupt what you kept in your heart from months and years. So, you might need a whole day to prepare for this adventurous and tough job of proposing someone whom you loved more than your parents(sometimes). Right? So, basically, this is what PROPOSE DAY is.

From the first paragraph, you may have thought that this guy is full of negativism. He just can't see someone getting through the paths of fire and patience and innocence and love and faith and finally setting up into a Relationship with the most beautiful person for him/her. But, I have no problem in seeing you getting success in the most impatient task of the world. Yes, keeping the feeling of love for someone in your heart for months and years is not an easy task. Even I love someone. Even I want to erupt myself. But why don't I? Because I am scared of rejection. Ok. Everyone is. You don't go and propose any girl walking on Fashion Street with magnetic smile, 5 feet 6 inch height, straightened hair, high-heel footie and dancing ear-rings in her perfectly-shaped ears. You start developing a feeling for someone whom you know nicely.

(Let's talk from the boy side as it is difficult to use both the gender forms in all the coming sentences. Thodi mehnat bachaao meri bhi :-)) Either the girl may be your childhood friend or she may be someone with whom you spend most of your time after your parents and best friend or she may be someone who never talks to you because of no common connect but she gives you a smile every time both of you pass against each other on the road. So, when a girl with whom you have such kind of connect, you fear of losing her just because you share your passion of love you have for her to her. So, many fattus like me (and also you :-)) keep their feeling in their heart or *ss and sit quietly at one place. With a rose in hand, and plucking every petal to find an answer of two parallel questions- Kya wo bhi mujhse pyar karti hai? *one petal gone* Ya nahi? *Another petal gone*. And if in the end, you lose your love because of this superstitious game of plucking petals, you finalize to keep the feeling to yourself for all your life, and, by the grace of God (Sorry, Rose), if you get a positive response that even she loves you, even then you shrink your *ss because you know, this petal is not going to save you from her brothers if in any case she hates you. :-)

I remember my experience when I said about my feeling of love to someone and she said "I NOT LOVE YOU". Even I wasn't good in grammar but her fucking grammar fucked the feeling of love I had for her. Now, some emo may say to me "LOVE IS UNCONDITIONAL" "YOU ARE SUPER-IDIOT THAT YOU LEFT HER JUST BECAUSE OF BAD GRAMMAR" "YOU WERE NOT EVEN BLOGGER THEN". :-) But, this is how everyone reviews love today. Who loves unconditionally? Everyone is small-minded. Everyone wants their girlfriend to be stylish and beautiful. So that if they take them for a date or a walk, 10 friends should rotate their head at 180 degree to see your girlfriend. Everyone wants their girlfriend to maintain distance from boys and make it sure that she don't shake hands with them. Everyone wants their girlfriend to avoid replying to SMSes by other male classmates because they have an insecurity that she may run away somewhere else. TRUST has fled away somewhere from today's love. Love exists. But all the basic attributes of love are missing in this 21st Century's Love. Today, its all about rubbing skins, sucking lips, buying condoms, in-taking I-pill and the day you get bored with the same skin and same mate, end the process which began on PROPOSE DAY and wait for another PROPOSE DAY to get into a new process with a new mate.

I am not saying that being in relationship is void at all. No. It has many positivism attached with it too. Relations are very value-creating. Relations are very motivating at times. Relations are a mode of revealing yourself to someone. Relations makes you feel proud of yourself. Relations brings a confidence in you. When two people meet and decides to live the future life with each other, they know that they will have to struggle to adjust with each other's varying nature. They know that they will have to deal with the result-less arguments and hot talks. They know that they will have to answer to their partner's question almost 50 times a day even when they hate answering those questions. Maintaining a Love Relationship is not a road of roses but it is a bed of thorns. But, thorns for a temporary period of time. Once you pass the initial stage of love affair, later on, once you get adjusted with your partner, you know that this is your life and the result is in front of you. So, in this Valentine Week, get prepared to augment yourself a bit and get out of the same RELATIONSHIP STATUS. :-) Get away from the characteristic of Dumbness. For me, these relationships have never worked. But I hope these days will bring a shining star in your life. Stars will twinkle. But don't let them be lost in the sky. Keep them as bright as sun for yourself. Even when they don't shine, you should know where your star is, in what situation it is and what does it expect from you. :-) BEST OF LUCK to those who are going to reveal their feelings to their Crush.

THANKS.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Is Desh Mein Do Bharat Bastey Hain !!!

2012-02-08T01:16:00.000+05:30

535th BLOG POST -->>

Today, I was filling my CET form for the MCA course. While filling form, I got irritated at many places. When a boy who passed Graduation successfully wants to go to a Post-graduation studies, what basic requirement would you need if you would have been the Head of the System? I don't think that you would have desired anything more than a student's 10th, 12th and Graduation marks. Right? When you want the youth of our nation to grow up, you would like to know their previous performances and place them in the colleges according to their merits. Am I right till now? I presume that your answer is Yes. :-) So, why do you need to know my caste? Chalo, for a while, caste is Ok. But, now you even want to know my Subcaste. This wasn't enough that you gave an option of Religion. Even that's fine, now you want to know whether I belong to a Scheduled Tribe or Scheduled caste or any Other Backward class. But why? Is there any relation of these information which can improve the quality of education you will provide me after few months for next 3 years?

The story doesn't end here. They asked about the Annual Family Income too. Now, if our government is really concerned about the poverty of India; and they think that their concession to those with low family income may change the scenario of Indian education, let me tell you morons, that, you make the colleges charge 1 Lakh/year for the course of MCA, why don't you reduce the fees to 10,000 a year so that any student of any background can continue his study without fail? Stop showing Fake Sympathies. Ok?

Ok. So Picture Ab Bhi Baaki Hai Mere Dost. The documents which they need while admitting me in the process of admission should prove that I'm staying in the state from last 15 years. If I am unable to prove that I have been the citizen of the state for last 15 years, I have no right to get admitted in any college of that particular state. I can only get permitted by running several government offices, pay bribes to their C-grade workers, get my documents done and then come back to them. They talk about the evil violence Raj Thackeray creates in the state and country, what are you evolving by generating these new differences among students?

I still can't understand that what difference does it makes if 1 student is from Open category and other is from Scheduled caste? Government provides concession in fees to the students those who belongs to Scheduled caste. Now, what sin has been committed by the students who are born to the parents who belong to Open category? Why do they have to bear 10 times of the fees as their basic fee amount for the same course? A course which Open category student does in 50,000, SC student does it in 5000 rs. Now, what kind of Equality is being represented by Indian Government? This is just augmenting Rage and Anger in the mindsets of the students who belongs to the Open Category for the students who belong to the SC/ST category. Fine. If, only fees would have been cut off, people would have not minded much but they get a concession even in the marks obtained in the entrance examination. If the College Cut-off list gets closed at 85% marks for Open category students, the same reduces to 60% for the students those who belong to ST/SC category. Now, do they have less brain than the students who belong to Open category? You call the religion of Islam as Fundamentalist, right? Even when they are so extremist, they give you an opportunity to convert into their caste, why don't you give Open students a chance to convert themselves into the caste where they can enjoy the facilities being given by you.

Amitabh Bachchan said it rightly in Aarakshan "Is desh mein Do Bharat bastey hain". Wo toh dikh hi raha hai. Admission mein partiality, Government job mein partiality, Ration ki dukaan mein partiality. Anything which is related to Government, there is always two sections of people. I think Indian Government believes in Diversity in Diversity than Unity in Diversity. They want to break the unity between different castes. And then, with the help of it, they prepare a speech, deliver it in a rally and gain votes from the SC/ST category and do corruption for next 5 years. We celebrated Republic just 1.5 weeks ago and it is clearly pellucid that where our country is heading towards.

Great.

Mr. iPill Bubble(I hope you get whom I'm trying to refer to. Because if I'll use his name, he can ask me to censor my blog), use your brain some day on these things rather than censoring Internet and introducing 3-hours battery back-up wala Tablet Aakash.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

6TH FEBRUARY - It Has Been 5 Years Since Then !!!

2012-02-06T23:48:00.001+05:30

534th BLOG POST -->>

Today is 6th February. This date is not a very good day for me if I go back to the year 2007. This is the day when my father picked me from hostel and threw me in a bedroom. This is the day when my father promised me that he will prove me that he don't want me to study anymore. This is the day when my father promised me that he will never talk to me in his life. This is the day when my mother saw me as a criminal. This is the day when I lost all my friends. This is the day when I landed in a city where I had no familiar faces. This is the day which took all my fun and craziness away. This is the day which took my smile and gave me lots of tears which kept flowing for next 2 years. This is the day when I was isolated from the world I was used to. This is the day when I lost all the confidence I had. This is the day when I went into depression and came out after 2.5 years. 6th February is a very bad memory for me.

I completed my 10th std in 2006 like every child does. Then my parents decided to shift me in Pune for further studies. Even I wanted to move to Pune but in the college where I had my childhood friends. But, because of an advise of an uncle, my parents admitted me in a Muslim-based college where almost 99% students were Muslim. I didn't had any problem with this religious quota because I never ever understood what discriminates my caste from Islam. But after I shifted to my hostel which had 300 Muslims and just 2 Hindus including me, I understood the difference between the religions. After one month, my fellow Hindu boy left the hostel because of the torture he had to bear. I didn't cried for help because I didn't wanted my parents to know about the pain I was going through. I scored less in 10th and hence they said that you deserve a strict college. So, I decided that I'll die here but I'll never tell them about my sufferings. I don't stereotype Muslims as a violent religion but any group of young boys will try to dominate the one who is odd man out in them. So, unintentionally, some of them troubled me. But some of them were too extremist and they didn't liked a Hindu in their Muslim environment. I had no other options and hence I suffered all those sarcastic taunts on my religion. I kept hearing the drawbacks of my religion. I kept hearing everything which killed me every second but I suffered it strongly to make my parents realize what they did to me.

It is said, if you are in any kind of problem, share it with your parents, you will come out of it in much lesser time than expected. I never did this and my problems kept increasing day by day. At last, I earned some 6 good Muslim friends. Yes, these 6 friends were different. They had nothing to do with my religion, they loved me as a person and they were my friends because I was a nice person according to them. But, everyone in that hostel didn't had the same approach towards Non-Muslims. One day a random call went to my father and he came in my hostel one fine morning. That morning was the morning of 6th February 2007. He slapped me furiously for fooling him for so many days. He was angry that I didn't attended the college. He was angry because I never showed my presence in any of the study-related activity in college. I still didn't told him about the way teachers thrashed students. I was shocked to see the treatment done to the students in that campus. I kept getting beaten by my father in front of those 6 friends but I didn't uttered a single word. Friends kept pleading me to speak something but I didn't. At last, my father packed all my stuffs and threw me in the bedroom in a very new city called Aurangabad.

I didn't had mobile here. I didn't had Internet here. I didn't had friends here. I had nothing through which I could have expressed myself to someone. I kept going into depression and my parents never realized it. In the end, I deteriorated so much that I was made to consult psychologist. It was painful to be called a PSYCHO by the people living in my society but the truth remains truth. The journey of combating against this psycho-ness and depression is a very long story. I will talk about it later in my autobiography. :-) That was 6th February 2007 and today is 6th February, 2012. It has been 5 years since then. Even today, the memory of that day haunts me. But, now the life has changed. Now I have best buddies one can have. Now I have best company one can dream of. Now, I have a Father who understands me. Now, I have a mother who confirms to me as soon as she hears something about me. Now I am studying in my dream college. Now I am living in my dream city. Now I am trying to fulfill my dream of writing and opining. Now I am what I always wanted to be. Now, I believe God. But 5 years ago, I was an atheist. This is the main difference between both these days. When you keep God closer to yourself, you live Life. When you push him away, you live Depression. :-)

To all the young crowd around me, I would just recommend you to get little closer to your spiritual life and see the magic of God. Opine yourself to your parents and you will never deal with any kind of problem in all the future years yet to come. Depression will never touch you. My challenge.

Enough.

P.S.: I wrote about 6th February last year too. You can read the other version of the same thing "HERE"
Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

A Scary Dream BUT God's Choice !!!

2012-02-06T01:35:00.000+05:30

533rd BLOG POST -->>

You don't understand the pain of losing something until you don't lose it. Till you have money in your hand, you spend it like Mallya but once an emergency takes place in your life and you spend all the bucks on it, you realize the value of money. My father gave me laptop but I always took it as a grant. One day it fell but by the grace of God, nothing happened to it (that's a different thing that my father screwed me with all kinds of abuses :-)) but just a thought of seeing my laptop in a sabotaged position straightened my hairs. :-) From that day, I see my laptop as the biggest favour to me. The kind of things I have talked above are the materialistic things in our life. Just think about losing your parents. What happened? I hope you have not abused me. :-) But seriously, we don't give the kind of respect to our parents we should. We treat them just as any other elder. But, the value of parents is bigger than the value of God in our life. We cry in front of God but God never does anything for us. It is our parents who drag us out of any problem we are captured in. Day before yesterday, I saw a dream which has almost changed my life. I would like to share it with you.

I and my parents were sitting on the roof of a train's engine. :-) Yes, I still don't know how this stupidity got its place in my dream as we have never tried anything like this in reality. :-) Yes, I had to prove this to all of you otherwise some of you would have thought that this is how this guy travels every time. :-) As we were on engine, the view of the tracks was easily visible to us and even the speed of train could be easily experienced. It was scaring me as I was unable to defend the fast blowing air from opposite direction. I kept struggling. After a while, train marched towards ghats. Now, the tracks were running on the mountains and sometimes inside the tunnel. The view of ghats dithered me. I started shivering and shaking. Every time train took a jeopardy turn, I shouted and screamed. My dad asked me to hold a handle on the roof tightly so that I can breathe a sigh of relief. But, after a while, I saw that train lost its track and still, it was running normally without any zigzagging in the air. I yelled. And then, train inclined towards the valley at 90 degrees. I lost my hold and got apart from the train. I kept yelling. My heartbeats accelerated like anything. I kept turning myself so that I can see upwards about where my parents are. Are they falling with me or they have managed themselves on the roof of the engine. But I didn't find them anywhere in the sky.

At last I fell down on a tree and caught its branch firmly. Thankfully, I didn't died. But still the tension wasn't released. As soon as I held the branch, I left it and ran towards the place where the train fell. The adivasis of that valley reached the spot and started saving people. I kept searching my parents but I didn't found them for the whole two days. I kept crying and crying and crying. But I didn't got any clue about them. Finally, a plane came to take all the saved victims. I refused the Safety Guards to go with them because I still didn't found any bit of my parents anywhere in the valley. But, I was pulled inside by many of them. At last, we were asked to sit on a platform like place after we landed. I kept seeing all the dead bodies those were taken out of the plane. I kept searching my parents. At last, when I saw that all the people left the place with their loved ones or their dead ones, I screamed loudly and started crying like never before. I sat down and looked at the sky and screamed loudly, Hey God, Please let me see my parents once, even if they are no more, at least show me them for the last time, please don't do this to me, I am not that tough, I can't bear this loss, please show any one of them at least.

And my eyes opened, I came out of my dream, I saw my mother sleeping besides me with an expression of an innocent child, I hugged her immediately and started crying in the same way as I cried in my dream. My mother woke up with a start and started consoling me. She started asking me the reason of this Stupid Outburst in the Early morning. Something which scared me the most was the superstitious belief of people that the dream seen in the morning usually turns out to be true. That was also the first morning when my father went on his bike to his factory which is 60 kms away. When I told my mother about the dream, she started ringing father to make me feel comfortable. But my father's mobile was OUT OF REACH. The speed of heartbeat was just increasing with every call my mother was making to him. At last, it ringed and my father picked up the phone. I took the phone and asked whether he reached the company or not. He replied positively and I kept the phone. I hugged my mother for little more and then, went to the temple and thanked God for giving me the parents I have.

This incident opened my eyes. It is the first dream which kept killing me with every part of it and still I didn't woke up. I kept seeing each scene. It is something which God wanted to show me. In the night, I kept blaming my father because he misplaced all my documents which are necessary for me to have for MCA admission in next 2 months. And in the next 7 hours, I got to see this dream. God opened my eyes that Documents, Studies, Jobs can never satisfy my needs if I'll not have my parents around me. My purpose of spreading this incident through my blog is to let you know that parents are the best, however and whatever they are, but still, they are the best. Now, my father is on a round to get all those certificates done again by the court's people. No one else came for the rescue. So, never ever complain about your parents just because they are unable to provide you some important things in life, their presence around you is the biggest motivator. You just don't realize it. Go and ask to those who don't have parents.

Enough. Or I may start crying again.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Guruji, Kya Aap Chutiye Hain?

2012-01-31T23:36:00.000+05:30

532nd BLOG POST -->>

I know that it's not only my problem but many of you may have faced it. Teachers often target our parents if we do some mischief in class. You do something nonsensical and teacher will directly throw their same pakaau dialogues, "This shows your family value" or "Is this the way how you talk to your parents at home?" or "Have your parents taught you to talk like this?" This humiliates and snubs us in front of the whole class and we sit quietly by hiding our face as tortoise does when it is touched. What if children start attacking their parents for the quality of teaching they deliver? What if we start poking them for every pakau example they use for making us understand some definitions and terms? What if we say that "Is this how your parents taught you at home?" or "Is this the quality of jokes your parents enjoy with you?" or "Is this the only way of teaching your parents taught you?" or "The way you teach unsuccessfully reflects your family values" :-) If students will start doing so, I am sure that all the teachers will stop showing their Authority in front of us. :-)

Come on Teachers, you have been students too. There is no need of making us feel bad about what we are. You know that you are our King and Ruler today. But that doesn't means that you will kill us for being superior to us. Once we leave campus, you are just a common man to us. I can hit you in local train if I feel that you were the teacher because of whom I got less Internals and I got screwed in my Graduation's final mark-sheet. So, try to be in your limits. You are not those teachers of the traditional period when you charged only 10 paise for the whole day because the main target was to spread knowledge and not to earn money. Today, we know and even you know that you are here to teach us because you are being given a satisfactory salary. You are here to earn money. You have no concerns whether a student have understood the terms and logic or not. This is YOU. This is TODAY's TEACHERS. Now, should we say that it is your parents who taught you to prioritize money over the career of students? When you give 2% in Internals and leave the students in fire to score the rest passing marks in theory, should we say that "This reflects your Family values?" Fatt ke haath mein aa jayegi tumhari, samjhe?

When you give us plethora of questions to be completed as assignments, should we target your family that they make you work so aggressively at home and hence you have this habit of making others work in the same manner?

When you make us leave class just because we are 5 mins late, should we target your parents and say that you are made to stay out of house on the day when you reach 5 minutes late at home?

When you make us feel guilty for a small mistake committed by us, should we target your parents and say that you are being tortured at home and this is the result that you are doing the same with us?

So teachers, remember that if we, students, will come in our original form, you will have to run away from the institution without thinking of the amount of rupees you are being paid for doing nothing in the college. Even you know that a parent never want their child to smoke and drink. You know that a parent will never like their son/daughter roam on roads, gardens, theaters, malls and public places with their girlfriend/boyfriend. You know that a parent never wants to see their children bunking the lecture for which they paid a hefty amount and sit in mall for the whole day. So, if a children does this, he does this because he is being influenced by the people around him. When a student sit between 60 new students, it is obvious that he will adopt some good and bad qualities of those strangers who will start turning into familiar faces. So, stop showing your 2 Rupees aukaat in the class by making a student feel humiliated by targeting his parents. Because, if we are what our parents taught us, then the same applies on you. And if this really gets applied on you, then I am very happy to know that your parents have passed on the traits like Ego, Pakaupanti, Bad Communication Skills, Fake Anger, Greed for money, Carelessness for the future of students, Humiliating others for your good etc.

This is enough. I have already burst out too much. :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

AGNEEPATH AGNEEPATH AGNEEPATH !!!

2012-01-31T00:54:00.000+05:30

531st BLOG POST -->>

Being a son of the king is always royal. Sleeping on spongy bed-sheet is everyone's dream but it was my normalcy. Walking on Red Carpet is what everyone dreams of but it was the place where I didn't wanted to walk as I was dying for having something new. Eating on golden plates with silver spoon is what a man can't even think of but my brain remembers it as a routine which I went through 3 times a day. Having bath in water mixed with gulaabjal and gulaab is what I experienced every day but I don't think it is being done by anyone else in this world. I was proud of being the son of King of Maandwa. Being the second child of my father always made me insecure of my position. I always had jealousy for my brother because I knew that kingdom will be given to him for authority rather than me. I always wanted to be the King. But I always saw my father's belief in my elder brother, Kaancha. My father had 6 trusties whom he called as his gems. Whenever he had his meetings with these 6 gems, they always asked him to make Kaancha the successor of the kingdom as soon as possible because he completed his learning under Guru Prabhodaya. This always killed me.

I and Kaancha never liked each other. He loved red bedsheets while I loved white. He loved black horses while I loved white. He loved Silver crown while I loved Golden. He loved hunting while I loved loving pets. He loved showing arrogance about being the Prince of the kingdom while I loved to live a life of common man once I stepped out to spend my time with the people of my kingdom. One day, he went for hunting. The devil mind of mine worked and I decided that I will kill him today. I went to the soldiers whom my father paid the least amount of all. I promised them that I will pay them the amount which their king will pay them in next 30 months. The soldiers agreed to do what I wanted them to. They followed Kaancha and killed him in the jungle and threw his body in the river. Everyone searched for Kaancha's body for few months but finally, it was announced that Kaancha is no more and he will not be considered in any talks in the kingdom in future. I felt bad for a moment but then I realized that my main goal was to conquer the Throne of the KING. :-)

The age of my father was perfect for retirement. And my mind and heart was dancing every day that I can be king any time sooner. It was a Sunday morning. The day when my father had important meeting with the Adviser. So, it was another Sunday and I found that my father was sitting in the Paricharcha Kaksh (Conference room) where he was having talks about the throne and kingdom's responsibility. I went near the gate and tried to hear what my father was telling to our adviser- Rauf Lala. I was shocked after what I heard. My father said that he may continue as King because I don't have the maturity to manage the throne and run kingdom effectively. I was broken. I was shocked. I never expected my father to think about me in this sense. I always thought that he trusted me after Kaancha. But even after the death of that bastard, he wasn't ready to hand over the kingdom to me. I was literally shocked. Then and there, I decided that I will have to do something to get the throne. I had 8 months more to turn 16 and hence there was no chance of making me the king before turning 16. I took a resolution that I will work hard anyhow to win this throne.

I went to my father's secret chamber one night when he was enjoying Chameli's dance in the Nrutyalaya kaksh. I started searching for a thick book which my father wrote when he was 16 and he was announced as the successor to my grandfather for the position of KING of Maandwa. Finally I got it. I started reading it and I was shocked to read what was written on the last page of the book. I went dumb. I didn't understood what should I do next. Should I go and tell everyone about what he wrote or should I keep it up to myself and forget everything I read. But then, something clicked to me and I gave a wicked smile to myself. I took the book and left the room.

8 MONTHS PASSED:

One day, I found that my father was on the terrace because he wanted to spend some time alone and he asked all the soldiers and caretakers to give some time to him. I came to know about this and I climbed the staircase. No one came to know when I climbed the staircase. :-)

My father saw me and got astonished to see that someone was on the terrace even when he ordered that no one will come on terrace as he wants some time. I went towards him and asked,"What is the problem, father?" He replied after few seconds,"Beta, I had something which was very precious to me but I lost it. I am trying to search it from many days but I don't think God has decided to grant any kind of happiness to me." I replied,"Are you trying to talk about Kaancha?" Father replied,"No beta. It's something else." I smiled. I knew what he was talking about. I pulled my sherwaani up and showed him the book I took from his bedroom. His eyes started sparkling but in the very next moment, he turned blank. I said,"What happened, father? Why are you scared?" He was dumb. "Speak up you murderer. Why are you scared?" I shouted little more louder. I went near him and held his neck. He tried to retaliate but I was in my madness for throne. I took out the knife which was clutched to his dress. I showed it to him and said,"Is this the same knife with which you stabbed Dadaji?" My father was unable to speak anything as I had his throat held tightly in my hand. I stabbed him hard with the knife on his neck. He wanted to scream but I had my hands on his mouth till then. I pulled out the knife and said,"You killed your father on your 16th birthday for throne. Like Father, Like Son. You forgot that its my 16th Birthday today as you forgot about your 2nd child once Kaancha returned after studies." I gave a wicked smile. "I am sorry that I had to take throne from you in the same manner as you took it from your father with the help of this same knife." And I laughed out loud as wickedly as possible. And my father breathed his last. I asked those soldiers of mine who killed Kaancha to take the body of their King Dinanath and throw it into the furnace.

Next day, our adviser- Rauf Lala announced in the baithak,"Prince Vijay is our New King of Maandwa" And all the soldiers shouted-
VIJAY DINANATH CHAUHAN ki JAI.
VIJAY DINANATH CHAUHAN ki JAI.
VIJAY DINANATH CHAUHAN ki JAI.

And I wore the GOLDEN CROWN and sat on the GOLDEN THRONE. :-)

P.S.: This is a Fiction Story. If you do ill with your parents, your children will do the same with you. If you do good with your parents, your children will do best with you. :-) King killed his father on his 16th Birthday with a knife for the throne, his son killed him on his 16th birthday with the same knife for the same throne. :-) And Yes, this is the 2nd remake of AGNEEPATH. :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Humne Sanam Ko Khat Likha.. Khat mein Likha.. :-)

2012-01-30T02:03:00.000+05:30

530th BLOG POST -->>

It was you who came to me when I was alone. It was you who came to me when I was sitting on the last bench of my class. It was you who came to me to ask my phone number. It was you who proposed me and asked whether I would love to be with you or not. It was you who made me say "I love you too" to you. It was you who made me get addicted to you. It was you who always asked for a date whenever I refused to meet you. It was you who asked me to listen Radio and then you used to say that you have dedicated that song to me. It was again you who kissed me for the first time. It was again you who locked lips with me and started smooching me in that restaurant where we had our dinners. It was you who lied on my lap and asked me to play with your hairs. Every time, it was you who tried to turn an innocent me into a romantic one. I always told you that I am uncomfortable with love but it was you who bought me into the situation where I started thinking that I am the best lover in the world and no one loves his girl as I do. You changed my life. You changed my routine. You changed my friends. You changed my behaviour. In fact, YOU changed ME. :-)

I remember the Valentine's Day when you wanted me to gift something special to you as you were bringing something special for me. My father wasn't a rich person so I had to do something special to get something special for the most special person of my life. I went to a glass factory. I asked them if I can work as a labour to them for a day and get my wage in the end of the day. They agreed. They gave me the job of sweeping the floors and take care that not a single atom of glass remains on the floor of their workshop. I had no shoes then as someone stole it as soon as I entered the workshop to broom. I had to walk on the pieces of glass to get the workshop clean. My whole feet got cuts because of the glass pieces. I cried in pain but I had no option left as I wanted you to feel special on Valentine's Day as your friends may ask you about what I gifted you on the day of lovers. In the end of the day, I got 200 rs for all the cuts and wounds I suffered. I went and bought a beautiful necklace for you. I gifted it to you and you had a very big smile on your face. That was the only smile I needed in life. Seeing your smile, I forgot all the pain of those scratches on my feet. Then, I asked you to gift me the special gift you wanted to and you gave me a Greeting Card which had sketch of both of us in each other's arm made by you. I was surprised to see your effort. I still remember the amount of love we gave to each other on that Valentine's day.

I remember the continuous flow of our SMSes to each other. I remember the way we used to talk on our phones in whispering voice so that our parents don't come to know. I remember how I wished your birthday by meeting you at your society's gate at 12 AM with a cake in my hand. How happy you were. You kept making me get addicted to you. Then suddenly, you started behaving weirdly. You started making excuses whenever I asked you the reason of not messaging me. Sometimes you said that your thumb is paining while sometimes you said that your keypad is troubling you. You didn't messaged me for 3 weeks continuously. I kept counting number of hours to find out how miserly I lived those hours because I missed you like hell. I was confused about our relationship that how is it possible for you to leave me like this. I came to your home too as a courier boy just to see whether you are fine or not but I didn't found you anywhere in your living room. I came back disappointed. You kept testing my patience. You knew that the most important Entrance exam of my life was about to come very soon and your sudden disappearance from my life will never allow my mind to concentrate on studies. But you didn't cared about my future. You ditched our relationship of 3 years in a go. You turned an innocent me into a Romantic one and then you left me in a journey of getting back to my life from the state of loneliness. This is what you did to me.

But thanks to that girl of my life who helped me get back. She was the same girl whom I ignored because you came in my life. I stopped asking her whereabouts because I always asked about your feelings for me. I was sent to rehabilitation center where my mother always hid herself behind the curtain of my ward room and saw whether I am coming out of the depression or not. This is the same lady on whom I shouted numerous times because she had problem with my carelessness towards returning home on time. And bloody you know that I used to be with you during all those after hours. My father and I didn't conversed for 2 whole years and you know why? Because you always asked me to call you as its hard for you to go for recharges in late hours after 9 PM so I had to argue with my father every next day for augmenting my pocket money. In the end, he thrashed me one day for all the sick words I hurled at him in anger because I felt that he was trying to apart me from you. Thanks to my parents that they loved me even after I hated them for a long time because I was long lost in your love. But today, I know what real love is and which love makes you win the world.

Today, I am sitting in London. I am earning the amount which your husband earns in 10 months. I have received many mails of yours. But unfortunately, I became so matured that I understood that you sent them only when you came to know that I am being selected for this larger-than-life job. I have also seen your husband's face. Congrats for getting that monkey. :-) Now, fool him as much as you can. You have the habit of turning an innocent one into a romantic one, right? So, now turn him into a romantic husband and have as much romance as you can. Let me see how much romantic he can be. :-) I have heard that you have named your first son on my name. It's good. You should. As you owe a lot to me. So, repay by making your son remain Innocent till the end of his life. :-) But let me tell you, even I have the best daughter of this world. But I haven't named her on your name because I don't want to give birth to a girl like you who can play with an innocent boy's heart. So, accept this letter of mine and see what life have you lived as a Flirt or as a Bitch. I will not say anything more as I have a beautiful wife who would be waiting for me. And Yes, she waits for me everyday just as I wanted for you in those 3 weeks when you ceased messaging me. :-)

Hate you.

Bye.

P.S.: This is an Open Letter(Not my story) from one of the many boys who get fooled by such girls who use boys for their fun and leave them later by giving them a Silly reason for the break-up. They move ahead with their life but the boys keep struggling for a long long time. So, this Open Letter is meant for all these girls who treat boys as a Source of Entertainment and Filler of Empty Spaces in their life. And also for all the boys who gets mad on a girl by seeing that a very beautiful girl has approached them. Remember, fair skin doesn't means that the heart is as fair as skin. :-) I hope this post will not be taken in other way.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Review: AGNEEPATH !!!

2012-01-27T01:37:00.000+05:30

529th BLOG POST -->>

When a masterpiece is created, people keep giving its instance for years. People keep calling it a landmark, a legend, an epic etc. But no one dares to recreate the piece because people are used to the original one and they never appreciate the one which is being replicated. We still remember when Farhan Akhtar came up with an idea of remaking Amitabh bachchan's classic- DON, everyone was surprised that why is he trying to show that Shah Rukh Khan can surpass the iconic work of Bachchan. After few months, movie came in the theaters and the people who looked it as an individual's new work rather than a copy of Big B's Don liked the adaptation very much. People who read Five Point Someone liked 3 idiots because of the adaptation they did in the story. It came out as a fresh story rather than the same- 3 boys struggling in an IIT campus. :-) Finally, Karan Johar announced months ago that he has signed Hrithik Roshan for the remake of Amitabh Bachchan's another classic- AGNEEPATH !!! AGNEEPATH is that movie which immortalized Amitabh Bachchan's style and dialogue. It also made Mithun Chakraborty's charm famous. Till today, when Bachchan's name comes in our mind, first thing we remember is Vijay Dinanath Chavan Poora Naam, Gaaon ka naam Mandva. Whenever Mithun's name comes in our mind, we remember his "I am Krishnan Iyer LA Nariyal Paani Waala" and "Main lungi uthati". So, this is what 1990's AGNEEPATH did. :-) (I am about to start reviewing New Agneepath. I am not a movie expert neither I am a Critic. I am a layman who goes to watch something larger-than-life in theater. So my review is based on my views. So don't target me for my review.)

Today, finally I saw Karan Johar's Agneepath where Hrithik Roshan played the character of iconic- Vijay Chavan and Sanjay Dutt played the character of the villain- Kaancha Cheena. Before going for this movie, I watched Amitabh Bachchan's Agneepath 2 days ago to see what kind of an adaptation this generation's writer and director have done. :-) Seriously, its not easy to adapt a classic and a legendary work. You ask me to write a brand new story, I will do it with a happy mood but you ask me to write a story on a theme of an already hit story, I will do it in an intense pressure. When the movie began, I had a feeling that I will hate Hrithik after the movie because he will degrade the quality of old Agneepath by either overacting or copying Bachchan but Hrithik occupied the screen with a full hold and good responsibility. He performed each and every scene as a new face of Vijay Chavan. He never made you feel that you are watching a remake. Even in the scenes where the Old Agneepath's scenes were repeated, Hrithik never made you feel that you are watching a scene which is already being enacted by the Star of the Millennium. :-) In all, Hrithik has added one more movie in the list of his masterpieces. :-)

Coming to Sanjay Dutt, he is the God of the movie. His role Kaancha Cheena and his character is far far better than the role of Danny in Old Agneepath. He has taken a long leap in the race of villainous characters in our Hindi cinema. We have seen Ghajini, Singham, OUATIM, Dabangg, Wanted and many more movies where the villain played a major part of the film but Agneepath's Kaancha Cheena is 1000 steps ahead of them. Once, Sanjay Dutt enters the screen, you start getting scared of him. And as he kills and hangs people in the movie, you will start fearing that he may do the same with you. He is shown perfectly on the screen and this is how one should use Sanjay Dutt in a movie. Not like he is shown in Lamha, Rascal, Double Dhamaal and No Problem. Sanjay Dutt is made for such roles. His Vaastav's role is still remembered. His Kaante's look is still an unbeaten look. His Munnabhai's work is the love of every age class. This is what Sanjay Dutt is made for and he is used perfectly in Agneepath.

Coming to Rishi Kapoor, you will hate him for the character he plays in the movie. Rauf Lala is shown such a bastard and cruel in the movie that you want to enter the screen and hit him until he dies. Sanjay Dutt is still funny and your favorite sometimes but you will keep hating Rishi Kapoor for his evil activities throughout the movie. This is the best work of Rishi Kapoor in last 15 years for me. He is the SURPRISE PACKAGE of AGNEEPATH. Coming to Priyanka Chopra, as she said in an interview, she has a very short role in the movie but you will remember her for a long time for her mind-blowing expressions and moves in Gun Gun Guna and her last scene in the movie. She is a champion. None of the today's actress can stand in front of her. She is damn perfect. One more person whom I would like to mention is Chetan Pandit- the one who plays Hrithik's father in the movie. He has acted perfectly. You will go in grief and sorrow when you will see his expressions when he is being killed by Kaancha. I liked him a lot. The way he has read out Agneepath poem of H.R. Bachchan is perfect and ideal. Other roles by Hrithik's mother and sister is perfect. Other side actors are also good in their work.

Coming to the movie, entry of Sanjay Dutt is picturized perfectly. Hrithik's entry is also shown in a physique way. :-) Priyanka is not spoiled in the movie even when her role is short. Some scenes are executed so well that you can claim them as the Epic Scenes of Bollywood. One of the scene when Hrithik brings the dead body of a character after the song Shah ka Rutba is speechless. The scene when child artist( the one who played Hrithik) cries when his father is killed in front of him makes you weep. The scene when Rishi Kapoor brings Hrithik's sister for selling her body in an auction erupts a fire in you. The way Hrithik has expressed his love for his sister once when he meets her is so touching and palpable. The scene when Hrithik returns to Mandwa after 15 years is the Epic. The scene when Hrithik kills one of the character after Ganesh Visarjana and says the Epic Dialogue of Big B- Naam Vijay Dinanath Chavan is the BEST SCENE I have seen recently. The last scene of the movie when Hrithik recites the whole Agneepath poem gives you goosebumps. The message passed by the movie- "Burey insaan ka anth bura hi hota hai" is perfectly narrated. Songs are class- Gun Gun Guna, Deva Sree Ganesha are pure Desi Songs. One Disappointment is that O Saiyyaan is shortened for just 1 min in the movie. For me, the movie is 80%. You should surely go to a nice theater and watch it to get the experience of watching an EXPLOSIVE MOVIE. You will not get to see such a movie in near future.

Some drawbacks- Religion is targeted unintentionally. Muslims are shown in a bad light for most of the times. Sanjay Dutt keeps talking about Hinduism's message and keeps doing all the evil work throughout the movie. This could have been avoided. Movie could have been short by 15 minutes. Chikni Chameli is the biggest crime done in the movie. :-) It disappoints. Katrina can never suit such a character. She has a sophisticated personality. She is KATRINA KAIF. Give her the job of her aura and not of RAKHI SAWANT's aura. Please. Some fighting sequences in the beginning are foolish. Too much violence sometimes makes you feel some other good scenes as just another violent scene. Else, this movie is perfectly done. It will make the original makers of Old Agneepath feel proud to see that their work is made better rather than ruining it. :-) According to the first day collection, this is the HISTORIC OPENING and no film in past have collected this much in the First Day of the release. So already ONE RECORD is broken. :-) This is surely going into the club of 100 CRORE-MOVIES. :-)

Go Go Go- Go For AGNEEPATH.

ABHILASH RUHELA- VEERU

Jo Mera Ho Nahi Paaya Wo Tera Ho Nahi Sakta !!!

2012-01-25T01:05:00.000+05:30

528th BLOG POST -->>

One of my friend in class has fallen in love with another friend of the class and he keeps asking her to accept his proposal. It has been 1.5 years since this process has been stuck at the same stage. He keeps begging and she keeps replying "Aage badho". :-) The result of this Love has been the inclination of the boy towards Cigarettes, alcohols and irresponsible life. He has almost got a year drop because of his foolish love for her. And the effect on the girl is 0. She is happy with her life, family and friends. She has no concern for that boy. She is scoring fine in academics and she is improving her personality every day. She was known to be short-tempered but today, I can see a very good controlling power in her. But the boy was perfect in the first year of graduation. He was the best logical person when it came to coding programs and softwares. He was the best person when it came to maintaining sincerity and socialism. But today, everyone talks about how he has turned his favorable life into an unfortunate one. People feel pity for him but no one gives him sympathy. Because, it is he himself who have wasted his life just because he loves a girl like a baby loves his mother. But, then, who can be loyal like mother? This is what young generation's boys don't understand.

I have asked the boy to stop following her and start following his career and studies, she will automatically come to you once he gets a good job and living standard. But every sentence of mine is as useless to him as Lalu Prasad Yadav's speech in the Parliament. I know that I have the potential of influencing someone. :-) But here I have failed to change his ideology about the girl because that's not Love which he has for her, its just an extreme OBSESSION. He just wants to own the girl. He wants the girl to be his in any condition. He is ready to wait for 10 years or even 20. He is ready to quit his family, religion and friends for her. He is ready to go to any level for impressing and getting her. There's a difference between enforcing someone to be with you and winning someone to love you as you love them. And when you do the latter one, you become inspiration for everyone but if you do the former one, you become an evil for the person you enforced to be with you and for everyone who saw you doing that. But when there is an OBSESSION, your brain stops functioning in the right direction. :-)

I remember my period when I was intrigued into a girl for a long time. I had no other work in my life than checking my mobile after every 30 seconds if a message popped in or not. Even when my mobile used to be on the General mode and I knew that a Ringtone will ping me as soon as a message will fuck hard my mobile, I used to check considering that a fault would have arisen when her message would have came. This is how I kept augmenting my obsession and one day, when I came to knew that she left me and she is never going to talk to me again, I broke up. I cried like hell. I cried so much that after a moment, even tears refused to show up. I got addicted to Google chat too as we used to chat for 6-7 hours daily. I didn't had Internet at my home then. So, I used to go to Cyber Cafe to talk to her. But, after she left me, I didn't stopped visiting Cyber Cafe. I used to sit there for 7 hours daily and exactly at that time when we used to chat. She never came Online and the only thing which used to rule my Monitor screen was the Google chat Application. And the other one thing which used to be there was ORKUT where I used to update about how sad I am and how much I am interested in ending my life. I used to do nothing except sitting idle in the Cyber Cafe and waiting for her for 7 hours. Reason of wasting this precious time of mine was OBSESSION FOR THAT GIRL.

Coming to the girl whom my friend is trying to enforce to be with him- She used to like one of our seniors who was of her caste. Initially, she thought that as caste is not a problem and as he is single too, she may achieve him very soon. But the fate has something else. The boy never gave a look to her even when he knew that the girl is mad for him. He never ever tried to tell her that she is no one for him. He kept doing this for 1.5 years with her. Finally, one day he said YES. Everyone of us knew that he replied positively because he wants to pass his time with her and leave when once done. But she never thought in the same manner because she was OBSESSED for him. She just wanted him. She was Okay even if he showered fake love for her but she wanted his love anyhow. At last, he left her and he insulted her every time when they were in relationship because he knew that she will bear all because she is obsessed. This resulted in her health, attitude and academics badly. I always felt bad whenever I used to see her crying like anything. But Solution? NULL. Because OBSESSION RULED HER.

Today's young boys and girls should understand that Love is not about showing obsession or getting obsessed with the person you love. Loving someone is far different than getting Obsessed for them. If you love someone, you can see her getting her hands pampered by her male friends because you know that your love is strong but if you are obsessed, you will get short-tempered and you will hurt yourself after seeing her hand getting rubbed with someone else's hand. You will not even hurt her for this because you are obsessed for her. You can harm the world but you will never harm her. If you love someone, keep in mind that your happiness should be in the person's happiness and not in your happiness. And your Love should be Unconditional. You can never enforce anything on the person you love. You should be happy in whatever they give you- Either Love or Hatred. I am happy with my Ex-gf with whatever she gave me because I never obsessed her, I always loved her. Once, I saw that she likes getting touchy with boys, I accepted her in that way. Once, I saw that she wants to break off with me, I let her go without even asking the reason. Once, I saw that she don't even want to meet me, I stopped all my interactions with her. Because, I killed my OBSESSION long before when that girl fooled me. This time I made it sure that I will not carry any obsession for this girl. And see, today she is carrying a baby with her husband and I don't have any problem. :-)

Enough said. I know I have used OBSESSION for numerous times above. Forgive me for that. :-) I just want people to be happy in love rather than getting hurt every another minute.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Sau Raastein.. Ek Teri Raah Nahiiiiin......

2012-01-22T00:59:00.000+05:30

527th BLOG POST -->>

Smiling face does not denote that the person is a happy soul. A person smiles because of any of the 2 reasons: First, he is very happy or Second, he is trying to hide his sadness. Whenever I smile, I smile because I am happy from within but when I am not, I still manage to give a fake smile. I try to make it sure that when I am around, people should feel motivated and spirited. If I manage to do so, I feel very good about myself but if I see that people are sad because I am sad, I feel like blowing my head off. People love to be around the person who keeps laughing and making others laugh. People ignore the person who is a depressing soul and a person who keeps complaining about everything in life. Every other person does job. Every other person has an evil boss. Every other person is unsatisfied with his increments, bonuses and promotions. Every other person wants to change his job. So, if you are facing the same problem and you are showing off that you are the most tortured person on the Earth, its just over-acting and nothing else. Every other under-graduate student is struggling with assignments, presentations and projects. Every other student is being tortured by his teachers and is frustrated because of exams and dipping percentage. So, if you are facing the similar problem, you need not prove the world that you are a hard-working soul. Instead, we should try to show people that in spite of working in such an atmosphere, we live so cheerfully without any tension and pressure. That will make you an inspiration and instance for others. People will love to know from you that how you manage your personal and professional life paralleled. But if you are crying about the job you have to perform just like any other person, you will be ignored and kicked.

So a face should be smiling even if you are dealing with one of the major problem of your life. I, personally, try to spread as much love and happiness as possible. I want people to be happy. I want people to convert their unhappiness and sorrow into cheer and zeal. So, even when I see that a person is sad or low, I try to give him some beautiful examples of some great people who resolved their problem in a distinct way and started living a happier life than before. But, sometimes, I face some situations when I'm enforced to show that loser expression on my face. I am not a great actor like Amitabh Bachchan or Shah Rukh Khan who can conduct love through his face even when hatred against someone is creeping in my heart at the same time. So, it becomes tougher for me to react in such a situation. Currently, I am sort of depressed. I don't know how and when did this bloody creature touched me but it managed to touch. I don't love being Depressed and being Low but the situations in my life has propelled me to be one of the victims. I still create jokes in class and I smile just as usual, but it doesn't come from heart, it comes from my fake self who shows others that I am the most happiest of all. I try to control my emotions but in the end, I am a human being and expression is my tool. Result: I have finally started writing on this and reacting on the sad parts of my life. They don't matter me much but still they are killing me from past few days.

While discussing with a family friend, I just said that mummy watches daily soaps passionately which is not right. She should also take interests in other things which will help her more. But my mother misinterpreted my Chanakya's Chant :-) and stopped watching Television at all. Whenever I come at home from college, I get to see that she is cleaning and decorating the home. After giving me dinner at 9, she goes to sleep at 9.30 PM. While before, when she used to watch daily soaps, she used to sleep at 12.00. She is making me feel guilty about what I did to her. I apologized for 1000 times in front of her but she is not ready to show any kind of kindness towards me. I even blackmailed her that I will come at 10 PM everyday from college if you'll not watch TV but still she is strict on her promise that she will not watch because I said that I don't like it. This has sucked half of my energy. A mother making her son feel guilty about what he did to her even when he didn't meant it is such a cruel punishment to a son. Because of this, I can't think about anything else and hence, you can see that I am not posting anything new on my blog page now-a-days. Seeing my mother sit idle for the whole day is depressing me. Even now, I am weeping because I am guilty about this but there is no solution to my problem.

Second, when you are in pain, you expect your friends to understand you. Your expressions says it all but in all these 2 weeks none of my friend understood that there is something wrong with me. This pained me more. A human being always need a person who can give his shoulder to him when he wants to cry but I have no one in life. I can't call anyone to tell my problem and get a beautiful solution. Instead, a scenario happened in college when unintentionally my Best Friends did something to me which made tears come in my eyes but still they were unaware of the pain I went through. This made me more depressed. I cried that night. But, whom can I share all this with? I don't have any sibling. Neither do I have any close cousin with whom I can share all this. I don't have a friend who can understand me even when I hide my pain or doubt. I don't have anyone. I am in depression and I am trying to come out of it. But how can I when my mother is doing this to me in house and friends are turning out to be useless in any matter concerned with my life? Finally, I thought to explode everything in front of my Blog Readers tonight and give a little relief to myself. I hope your comments will work.

Thanks. :-(

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Wikipedia Sleeps For A Day But Wakes Up Many !!!

2012-01-19T22:28:00.000+05:30

526th BLOG POST -->>

Yesterday, if anyone of you would have tried to search about your assignment, project or anything on Google.com and cherished after finding your favorite online encyclopedia- Wikipedia's link in the Top 5 links provided on the First Result Page would be knowing what kind of a PUNCH you got on your face. :-) I was continuously reading in the newspaper that Wikipedia is going to be blackout on 18th January but I thought its just a hype and nothing of such sort can happen but when I started searching contents related to my presentation topic, I saw that Wikipedia is really shut down. I was confused at a moment that what is Wikipedia initiating that they ceased the purpose of their website with which they have built it. But then, I read something on the black page and I was surprised to read the initial sentences of the initiative Wikipedia was initiating. They were protesting something against Intellectual Property Act and my presentation topic is the same- Intellectual Property Right, I started reading the whole page with all my concentration. And I got a perfect example to give on Monday on my Presentation day to make my points on IP evident and clear. :-)

Wikipedia is protesting against two bills-SOPA and PIPA which is being announced by US Government to be activated as soon as possible. SOPA (the "Stop Online Piracy Act") and PIPA (the "Protect Intellectual Property Act" ) are bills in the U.S. House of Representatives and the U.S. Senate, respectively. These bills are presented as efforts to stop copyright infringement committed by foreign web sites, but in Wikipedia's opinion, they do so in a way that would disrupt free expression and harm the Internet. Wikipedians chose to black out the English Wikipedia out of concern that SOPA and PIPA would severely inhibit people's access to information. The bills would reach far beyond the United States, and affect everyone around the world. Why? SOPA and PIPA would put the burden on website owners to police user-contributed material and call for the unnecessary blocking of entire sites. Small sites won't have sufficient resources to defend themselves. Big media companies may seek to cut off funding sources for their foreign competitors, even if copyright isn't being infringed. Foreign sites will be blacklisted, which means they won't show up in major search engines. And, SOPA and PIPA build a framework for future restrictions and suppression.

The SOPA and PIPA bill says that if anything which is being lifted from a website which shares information will be shut down. And all the major websites which shares knowledge for free on the open internet should keep a track on all the sites who use their links or copy their words on their articles and post it on Internet. Wikipedians says that they have no problem in this as knowledge is meant to be shared and such kind of ban on people and them will lead to restrictions of open expressions on Internet. And if these bills will be passed, it will not only affect USA's websites but it will affect globally because everyone access those websites. Even the websites like Youtube will have to shut down. The sites like Google and Yahoo didn't went for Blackout because they are been sponsored and paid by some organizations but they shared the link on their websites which made people know about how can they support this protest against the passing of these two bills. So friends, lets hope that people from US will keep registering themselves on the link Wikipedia has shared with them and help getting these 2 bills fail. :-)

Please read about both these bills on Wikipedia and I have used some sentences as they were written on Wikipedia because I found them perfect. :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Ghumenge, Firenge, Naachenge, Gaayenge, Aish Karenge Aur KYA??

2012-01-18T00:17:00.000+05:30

525th BLOG POST -->>

Last weekend I went to Matheran with my classmates for a trip. They said that it’s last semester so lets go somewhere so that some adventurous memory remains with us. Initially, I said no but later I nodded because I knew that these friends will become a dream once the college is changed in the post graduation so its better to spend good moments with them rather than regretting it later when I'll tempt to meet them and no one will have dates for a re-union. Kuch aa bhi jayenge. Har koi thode hi celebrity ban jayega. :-) So, I woke up at 6 AM in the morning, took a bathe and covered myself inside 2 sweaters, muffler, cap, scarf and almost every woolen material which could have helped me to avoid cold and cough as I'm quite allergic to it. Once we entered the Ghats of Matheran and I saw the world below me, I was astonished to see how huge this dynamic Earth is. Aisa nahi hai ki I was visiting a Hill station for the first time in my life and those views were my first time experience but the level of astonishment and surprise value was still of the same potential which I had when I saw it for the first time. :-)

The big trees, long branches, the villages situated on the hills, the Market Yard in the center of the hills, the lakes which served coolness to the Matheranites, the small schools meant for the children living on those hills of Matheran, the number of horses running on the climbing hills and plateaus with a traveler on their back, the pollution-free environment of Matheran took me to some other thought process level as I don't get to see that kind of pureness in the air of Mumbai where the vehicles have polluted each and every bit and pixel of the environment. The mega-features of Matheran taught me that there is no limit to a creativity and execution. The deep valleys and the interminable mountains and the evident air around me in the Matheran surprised me. There was a Suicide Point where no fencing is provided and a little mistake of yours can make you jump for death from 1000s of feet above. I stood there and I saw how deep the valley was. For all those 8 hours, the only Question which kept repeating itself in my mind was- How can God create something which is so vast and so perfect?

Traveling is one of the most important aspect of life. If you don't like traveling, you are losing a very big motivational campaign. When I travel to my native place in North India, I get to see various kinds of plantation spread from Maharashtra to Madhya Pradesh to Uttar Pradesh. It tells me how every state is different from every another state. The fun which you get in living in Mumbai will be absent in Delhi and vice-versa. The lakes found in Kashmir will be absent in Kanya-Kumari but the view of the Endless ocean available in Kanya-Kumari can not be experienced in Kashmir. So, every place is different and has its own characteristics. Sitting in a Mall gives you an ambient feeling while sitting in a garden gives you a fresh feeling. Sitting in a bedroom gives you a restful feeling while sitting in drawing room gives you a cheerful feeling. So, just the difference of 10 steps can make the difference in your approach towards yourself and towards your work.

When a friend asks you to come to his place for completing homework and assignments, you refuse. But when the same friend asks you to come to Inorbit mall for completing the same homework, you get ready. The conclusion is that every place has a feeling in it. And when you get involved with it, you start reacting to it in the same force. Your contribution to the place is directly proportional to the energy it provides you. When a train runs on the track and you see the long tracks spread across the horizon of the Earth and its endlessness, you pick up a book from the next station and you read it in the same speed in which the train travels on those tracks. Train gives you an energy through its characteristics of speed, running and endlessness and you react to it in the same manner by applying the same characteristics in the activity you are doing. You read a book with speed and the words keeps running in your mind until an unless you don't complete the book. So, this is how traveling improves you. It starts fascinating you towards improvement, creativity, divinity and Being Huge.

After visiting Matheran, I got to know why Writers prefer to stay at Hill station when they write a very long book. The scenarios visible from the hill-station shows the creativity and unending thoughts of God, writers apply the same in their book and makes it a powerful example of Creativity and unending thoughts. Actors prefer to stay abroad because the foreign countries are made with perfect architectures with beautiful gardens and infrastructure all around. This gives them an idea to look as perfect as those architects in USA and look as beautiful as those gardens and towers on the Camera. Students like to hangout at Shopping malls because sitting in that four-wall classroom kills the excitement they have in their young blood. Going to a shopping mall makes them see the variety of brands available in the market for their favorite products like cloths, foods, books and mobiles. This gives them a target that they have to possess whatever they want to in the future and hence they need to work upon today for fulfilling this dream in the future and they start studying back once they return home.

So, this is how Traveling at any place except sitting at home and going to office or college helps you rejuvenate yourself and you start working with the same zeal and vigour which that place passes into you. :-) I have decided that I'll try to travel at one of the good monuments or adventurous places every year to refresh myself from the boring work I do. :-) I want everyone of you to travel different places and explore yourself. See some artistic places and get motivated to do something artistic in your life. Best of Luck. And HAPPY JOURNEY!!! :-)

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA- VEERU

My Views about Indian Books And Writers As A PANELIST !!!

2012-01-17T00:52:00.002+05:30

524th BLOG POST -->>

I got an invitation from the team of THE VIEWSPAPER (Launched in August 2007 - The Viewspaper is fast emerged to become India‘s largest youth paper. Based on the citizen journalist format it has had around 3000 young people who have contributed to it till now. The Viewspaper has presented at Proto.in which is India’s showcase event for startups. It was also nominated to participate in the Tata NEN – India’s hottest start up competition and was shortlisted for the Manthan Awards in 2008. It has been covered and appreciated by various media such as Hindustan Times, Indian Express and NDTV and has been credited in creating a platform for the youth and a new niche in media.) for being one of the few panelists who will talk in the World's Largest Online Conference- #iFeelUp Tweet-a-thon which was about celebrating India's greatness. They asked me to talk about Books as I am one of the Book Reviewers who are being trusted. Ok Sorry. :-)

So, I would like to share all the tweets I posted as the panelists related to the Indian books. I had to talk on the changes and revolution our Indian books has made in India. So, I tried my best to talk sensible nonsense. :-) And luckily, I didn't had many debaters. I was the only one who was talking about books in that period of time and there were few sweet people who were discussing with me about books. I liked acting as an intellectual with them. :-) Now, I have taken the Screenshots of all the tweets I posted. So, I am guiding you about how to read the tweets in the order as they were posted. First, see the Screenshot No.1 and read the tweets from bottom to top, then go to the Screenshot No. 2 and again read the tweets from bottom to top and so on.... So that you can get the order in which the tweets were posted and you can understand the nonsense I was trying to represent as intellectual statements. :-)

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So, I hope that you liked my views about Indian books and Indian writers. I hope that I made some sense. And I also hope that you read in the order I explained above because the tweets are posted in the same order.

THANKS.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Ye DEEWAR Nahi Giregi- RAHUL DRAVID THE WALL !!!

2012-01-11T23:38:00.000+05:30

523rd BLOG POST -->>

India has only two religions which connect people of different castes and religions together as all other so-called-religions just divide the Indians. These two religions of India are- Bollywood and Cricket. Whenever a movie releases, everyone runs towards Multiplexes and Single-screen theaters and sit with 1000s of people under the same roof without caring if a Hindu is sitting besides him or a Muslim. The same applies with Cricket too. When a person is in the stadium, he doesn't care if he is sitting with a person from a religion which he hates the most. The only craze is that my team is playing and I want it to win. So, it is always expected from our Cricketers to hit the ball all around the field to energize the stadium or even if it is impossible for him, at least be on ground and keep running singles to cease the Fall-Of-Wickets. And, whenever a favorite cricketer struggles to score runs or if he gets out early, people abuse him without realizing that just a second before, he was seeing him as a God's messenger for his Country's Cricket team. :-) This is the Climax of almost every match. Some or the another cricketer is being abused.

One player on which the whole country relies is Sachin Tendulkar. But, one player who has always stood almost every time whenever India needed a Super-hero to lead the team is RAHUL DRAVID. I have seen people abusing Sachin Tendulkar because they expect a lot from him but I have never seen people abusing Rahul Dravid. Even when he scores a miser runs, people excuse him for that lackadaisical and wait for the next match to see him showing his class once again. People trust Rahul Dravid when the greatest cricketer of the world- Sachin Tendulkar fails. People know that Rahul Dravid is not greedy for runs. He knows how to take the match till the last ball when almost all the batsmen have returned to the pavilion. He knows how to place the ball, how to block the ball and save it from entering into the wickets, or touching his pads or getting caught in the slips. He knows how to take Singles and score the required runs in the limited number of balls. He never shows aggression. Right from the first ball to the last ball, Rahul Dravid play as calmly as possible. For a moment, the spectators start feeling that this guy has been programmed to score Singles and play till the last ball without getting bowled out or getting caught. :-)

Everyone of us remember the England series. The whole media talked only about Cricket's God's expected 100th 100 at Lords stadium. No one even thought that there are other 10 players too who might score Century and get their name listed in the Honour's Board who scored a Ton at Lords stadium. On the day, Sachin Tendulkar failed to score the ton and Rahul Dravid came out as a surprise to everyone. He scored a TON quite easily in his own style of play. He rejoiced his TON by punching his fist in the air. Every Indian twinkled their eyes after seeing the majestic and kingly performance of Rahul Dravid. Now, people glued their eyes on Rahul Dravid throughout the series as they wanted more from him. And the man never stopped. He kept scoring runs in every innings of every match and got the attention of people. Every Indian batsman disappointed in the England series and we lost by 4-0 but people were happy to see this WALL getting more stronger than before. Later, Rahul Dravid crossed 13,000 runs in Test Cricket and he is also the 2nd highest Test run-scorer in the world next to Sachin Tendulkar. What more pride can we have than seeing our Indian batsmen at the Top Two spots in the Test Cricket? I just can't imagine anything better than this.

Sachin Tendulkar debuted in Test Cricket in 1989 while Rahul Dravid entered in 1996 and the difference between both the Super-class players is not much. Rahul has played far less innings than Sachin in Tests but he is just 2,000 (approx) runs behind than him and just 15 Centuries back. What more do you expect from an Indian Cricketer if its not Tendulkar? :-) People talk about Sachin Tendulkar's records but I would like to mention some of the Rahul Dravid's record which will give you an electric shock :-)

Most number of catches in Test Cricket. :-)
Involved in 80 century partnerships with 18 different partners. :-)
Involved in 18 century partnerships with Sachin Tendulkar which is a World-record. :-)
Second International-player to score more than 13,000 runs after Sachin Tendulkar. :-)
First non-Australian cricketer to address at the Bradman Oration in Canberra. :-)
Dravid was top scorer in the 7th World Cup (1999), scoring 461 runs.
He is the only Indian to score two back to back centuries at the World Cup. He scored 110 vs Kenya and followed it with a masterly 145 against Sri Lanka in Taunton, in a match where he kept wickets.
He is the first and only batsman to score a century in all ten Test playing nations.
Dravid was involved in two of the largest partnerships in ODIs: a 318-run partnership with Sourav Ganguly, the first pair to combine for a 300-run partnership, and then a 331-run partnership with Sachin Tendulkar, which is the present world record.
He also holds the record for the greatest number of innings since debut before being dismissed for a duck.
Uniquely, each of his five double centuries in Tests was a higher score than his previous double century (200*, 217, 222, 233, 270).
Dravid is also one of the two batsmen to score 10,000 runs at a single batting position.
He has played 93 consecutive five day test matches for India.
The first player to score 10000-run at No.3 position
His highest knock of 270 runs is the longest innings played by an Indian batsmen in terms of minute.
He holds a record for not being dismissed on a duck for 120 innings consecutive one-day matches.

This is all I have to say about this less-talked Legend of the Cricket World. Today, he is celebrating his birthday. Many Many Happy Returns of the Day to you, Mr. WALL. We hope that you will blow off Australia in upcoming 2 test matches against them. :-)

Love you like anything.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU