Monday, March 29, 2010

Will Patna ever be able to own an IPL franchisee….


IPL as written is just taken as a mirror to showcase the inner view of the much hoopla about this city advancing its assets by leaps and bounds.

So for me personally the question remains “Is the city really developing? ”.  Last time the city had hosted an international fixture was way too long ago with kind of un-smoothe going. Even the states have started  having possession of multiple franchisees. But as far as i can see with zero infrastructural advancement visible how is it possible for some magnate to buy a team for the state. The only sphere in which the states has been able to produce bigwigs is the politics. And leave behind the case of buying an IPL representation they have not been able to shell out a penny for all the masses who have powered to positions they hold.  These assholes can shell out huge sums for arranging rallies across the states for creating divides among those same masses based on cultural or religious lines. Why the fuck they cant concentrate on the developmental work as they pledge out while taking oaths for the big positions in the central or state cabinets? Even if they use the public funds to buy IPL team for the state i am sure the team name would be PATNA POLITICOS. lol…

Anyway this would mean deviating away from the things and the issues that come out when you read between the IPL lines if i go on cursing them for the Yuck they have made out of a gem province. 

The thing is that no renowned face would ever buy the thing for us.Why would they when it take fucking ten years to complete some project here then another ten just to come out of the controversies related and do the inauguration.

Okay if i have been boring you people in this text hear is some fun added to it just for you guys.  Also it would be kind of pun as it would bring out some sense.

Many of us would have watched the match that was played between Mumbai Indians and Chennai Super Kings.  There were many bolly-starlets in the stands to cheer for their team. Mainly visible to me as far as i could see were Farhan Akhtar, Geeta Basra, Arjun Rampal,Kunal Kapoor and many more. Imagine a team of our state playing on its home turf in the Moin-ul-Haq stadium.

Let the team be PATNA POLITICOS. Then the in the celeb stands the people there to support the home team would be the famous who’s who. Cheering the the team would be the Laloos, the Paswans, the Nitishes and other mafias. As imaginable with the location of the stadium sand-witched between the politicos and the mafias there would be a huge mass of misled students who’s immense enthusiasm has never been tapped to end up with something constructive but has always been pioneered in some kind of wrongdoing. One possibility is also there of having a stand for the setters providing easy access for the students to get themselves registered for the upcoming entrance exams and thus earn some easy cash. Then there is also possibility of having few policemen as security measures as in Patna security is of least concern as everyone is self secured.

But one thing is for sure the match atmosphere would be great and electric. Specially for the match against the Mumbai

Not to forget about the team composition the team would fill in as per the government qouta system with some Paswan craving for more and more moslem and mahadalits inclusion.

And believe me the match would definetly be a hit being the last match in the IPL history with IPL banned forever in future as some mishap would always be on the cards being the most happening thing to have occurred on a cricketing turf .

I wonder when would these assholes grow up and when fuck would the great mass of a gem province wake up from the sleep induced to them by these so political demigods.

Why don’t you people understand they can never be your well wisher fellahs.You have to develop in your minds to be a big developed state.

Grow up Patna!!@@!!

Till then i am also feeling lil drowsy.


Monday, March 1, 2010

The worst holi of ma life…

Holi is a fest of colors filling in various hues in the already colorless lives of ours. But this time around it was more of a day which nobody wishes to come across.

The day filled with gaudy loudspeakers all over the city making a brouhaha. In our lane I saw people taking the shit out of the sewer lines and throwing on every passer-by. The sheer fear of being a victim to these critures I couldn’t dare to step out of ma flat and thus chose to stay in there. I even couldn’t even go to ma relatives to kept calling all day long.

Ma mom was the sole saviour in this bitching world to be with me all day be it on the phone. Tried calling some close friends but everyone had only the time enough to say ‘HAPPY HOLI’ and get the reply ‘SAME TO YOU’.  Anyway i shouldn’t be complaining as everyone have there priorities and well the day was Holi so why to miss the chance to enjoy the thrill of playing colors with family and near and dear ones.

So the day passed by I only did one thing except sleeping was browsing the net, checking the tweets and facebook updates.

Although i came out of ma shell in the evening and rode to some of the buddies who spent the day just like me with Amit and Sourin and then we went for a little walk around the college campus which was a den all day long for the college guys who were drunk and did dig out the college fountain.

Alcohol was the only thing in the atmosphere. And guess was i was so frustrated that even on this day i could think of this thing only. Me and Amit set out on our bike to HAZIPUR to get the ultimate thing. We took the bottles and believe me the day was so  frustrating that we even didn’t drink. I remember not being able to consume even one single peg.

So we finally came to the conclusion that nothing could happen today so we better go to bed just like the way we spent our daytime. So thus I went to bed at 12. Before sleeping I tried calling someone only to find the number being switched off. Thus ended the worst Holi of my life till now.

But i am happy to find that solitude is the only weakness that I have and that’s the sole thing that could lead to a downfall. I remember going frenzy at times that day.



We went to bed hoping to have a better day the next dawn.

Guess what Harsh’s(ma friend) dad is coming today and I fucking have to clean up the mess with Amit. Wiping out the cigarette filters and disposing off the RC bottles are some of the jobs on hand. So off for now.


Moral Policing Vs Vulgarity


I've been thinking about writing a post titled 'Beware of the MTV culture'. MTV makes violence seem to be ordinary. Alright, you might argue that they condemned the physical violence on Roadies and on Splitsvilla, but why should they show fights and arguments as the "highlights" from the next episode. I like to watch these fights, I must confess. But that does not mean I condone such blatant display of violence. No, the MTV culture must not be allowed to propagate.
Which brings me to my next point. I am NOT engaging in moral policing. What happens with Raj Thackeray and the mockery on each Valentine's Day is absolutely condemnable.
But let me ask you this: When you see couples in Buddha garden showing a Public Display of Affection, do you support it? Do you support Akshay Kumar getting unbuttoned on the ramp? I mean, I still think that the person who filed a PIL against Kumar is wanting publicity. But I still feel that what Kumar did was not right. I don't want him to apologise. I just want him to know that it was not right. Alright, your brand is called 'unbuttoned', but if you show Kumar unbuttoning on stage, do you mean to say that people who wear that brand of jeans should be unbuttoned? Oh come on, there are better ways to sell your wares than to engage on obscenity.
I have always opposed aping of the west. But unfortunately, that is what mostly happens. Why should we compare Bollywood films to those from Hollywood? Why not judge them on their own merit (or the lack of it, if you ask me)? Does somehow have to speak English the way the Americans or the Britons do? Since we are the largest English-speaking community in the world (or at least second), why should we not have our own distinctive style of English. But you know what, we actually do. We insert expletives (the really dirty Hindi ones) in our English sentences to make it more 'effective'. What is wrong, people? Are we losing faith in our language that we need to put in expletives to make our point more effective?
Perhaps we're already on a path from which there is no return. We're denegerating and there is no escaping it. But every big movement begins with a small step. And so shall a reformation.

MTV is leading the brigade of channels which have launched horribly amoral shows like Splitsvilla, The Fast and the Gorgeous, G-Talk, and Roadies (although to be fair, not THAT they deserve any fairness, Roadies is the lesser of all these evils).
All that the producers of these shows see is that in the West, shows like Punked, The Real World, Big Brother, Yo Mamma, etc etc rake in the TRPs.. and so they make up all these Indian counterparts and thrust it on an unsuspecting audience.
AND OF COURSE WE'LL WATCH IT! Very few of us are able to keep our eyes turned away. I myself, while surfing, land on MTV, and get stuck. I watch the whole show in some sort of twisted trance, and the moment the show ends, I literally just get up and walk off with a bad taste in my mouth and glazed look in my eyes. And yet I'll be back the next time the show is on air.
Now I'm not a fan of ruthless censorship, but something needs to be done here. Because clearly the Indian audience is too weak to to take a stand in their living rooms.

Grow up guys…