This blog serves the purpose of my diary, or a place where I try to revive my writing ability, or a forum where I try to unleash my love for creativity or structure, whatever my mood is.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

TV Time

Have been catching some glimpses of a few TV shows these days. As I have mentioned in my previous post, reality TV (read Indian reality TV only), is one of my guilty pleasures. What follows below are my views on these shows that I have been watching on and off.

Iss Jungle Se Mujhe Bachao: Well this show is nothing but Big Boss in a jungle, made creepy and all the more irritating by odd insects and Akashdeep Sehgal. If he indeed is like that, then he deserves some of the archaic punishments like being hung by his nails. This guy really needs an intensive and comprehensive course in etiquette and social behaviour.

Sach ka Saamna: I hate the controversy going around the show and just don't want the parliament to ban it. A thorough entertainer at the cost of some very normal people. But I strongly feel that some of the questions are very vague and related to thoughts and emotions, which are very volatile and vulnerable. In such cases, the accuracy of the polygraph test is close to 0! But the best part of the show is when the player opens the darkest secrets of his life in front of family, friends, and society, only to lose at a later part of the show. Rajeev Khandelwal's consolation of being brave and accepting truth is not of much use :)

India's Got Talent: Enjoyed a talent reality show after a long time. The contestant, coming from all parts of the country with a variety of talents were an absolute pleasure to watch.

Rakhi ka Swayamwar: First thoughts about the show - who are these mad men who have come to the show to marry this ugly wolf and humiliate themselves and their families? Well got no answers. The highlight of the show, undoubtedly, was Rakhi's broken English - Its hurts, I will go to the Canada, mujhe appke mothers aur fathers se mil ke bohot kushi hui, ha ha ha, I can still laugh thinking of this! The next was Rakhi acting all coy and docile! Well we all know how the woman talks and behaves. The show was a complete failure in terms of hiding that it is scripted show.

Tere Mere Beech Mein: This show is Farah Khan's failed attempt to make a mixture of Koffee with Karan, Oye It's Friday, and Jeena Isi Ka Naam Hai. She does not utilize the comfort she already has with the guests to engage in personal conversations that viewers will love to hear, but sticks to stereotypical topics like ma ka laadla, chote sheher ke log, and beti ban sakti hai ghar ka beta. And really, someone please pay attention to Farah's costumes, make-up and the set - they're horrible!


Sunday, August 23, 2009

All in One Go


There are several topics about which I sit down writing but am never able to finish the posts. So I thought I will delete those five odd drafts from my account and just publish the a sentence or two.

Terrorism in Kashmir, 9/11 Attacks, Bird Flu, Swine Flu, Mumbai Attacks, Economic Recession - I have seen history being made in front of mt eyes for years now.

My Guilty Pleasures - Dress-up games, FB Quizzes, Coloring the MS Excel data I work with, Reality TV shows, finding the perfect template and gadgets for my blogs, and browsing thousands of templates available in Google docs.

Because of my job of writing online text ads, only inter-capitalized sentences look pretty.

With age, it just becomes more difficult to like people around you.

Cooking a meal and then have people appreciate it is one of the most satisfactory moments if one's life.








Wednesday, August 19, 2009

What 2 years of Corporate Life can do to You


You are perpetually sleepy. You somehow manage your day with numerous cups of coffee and tea.

Your body aches all the time. Walking in heels is a cumbersome task.

Your entertainment is limited to social networking sites and online games.

You can't live without the A/C.

You visit a physiotherapist at the age of 22.

There is an unprecedented and strong loyalty for designer stuff, and an even stronger urge to flaunt it.

You can talk about work 24X7.

Your life sucks if you can't use MS Excel.

You have no updates to give to your family and friends to whom you talk on a regular basis.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, scandalizes you.