Boliye, Kyunki Ye Muft Hai

This morning when I got up, I was looking for my phone before even I wiped off the beads of saliva dripping from one end of the lips. But if I sit back and recall, this isn't the scene of one morning. It is every single morning going on a loop since the day I got hands on smartphone. Random conversation over tea with friends disclosed that I wasn't the only one to start mornings like this. We all, in a way, have gotten used to it. Instead of taking a proper yawn and fetch newspaper from the porch, we all want to know how much the world changed in the last 8 hours or how our favourite celebrity woke up this morning. We have become so much consumed by social media platforms that we aren't aware of happenings around us. Well, Congratulations!! we have just initiated the process of going back to being the ape we used to be. But how did this happen, it was just some centuries that we realized we had transformed into humans and were really enjoying the perks of it. Ald

Every 1 out of 3 movies releasing from past year and a half has been a superhero film. Production mammoths like Warner Bros, Disney, Marvel etc. have cracked the code and are hitting the soft spot. Sooner or later, this is going to establish as a genre of its own. The latest addition to this new found genre was Justice League *drumrolls*. Last year's Batman V Superman made it clear that Superman is gone and a huge threat looms over the head of alien creature's favourite playschool, Earth. Batman and Wonder Woman take it on their shoulders to form an alliance of gifted individuals to face the unknown threat together. Until the end of first half, other gifted individuals Flash, Aquaman and Cyborg hop in too to face the self-proclaimed End of the World and the unknown threat, Steppenwolf. The 2 hours 1-minute movie starts with character introductions,  their coming together as a team, working out differences and kicking some asses (Well, super asses to be specific). You mu

This is something that happened last week during my midterm exams. I was waiting at the bus stop to get to the college. The many-fold increase in my finger tapping speed was cueing that I had already gotten late. Finally, I saw two large beams coming my way bearing the number 623. This bus was supposed to be a bit crowded but to my surprise, on that particular day, it wasn't. I hopped in and got in line to get the ticket. All of a sudden, I felt a little jerk from behind and within a blink of the moment, I was made like a football passing through a bunch of Barcelona midfielders. One of the midfielder with the tormenting breath was just up to my face and I can assure you, my nostrils have never gone through anything worst. And then the inevitable happened, a hand slipped into my front jeans pocket and my phone went phew!! Without giving any second thought to anything, I reached out and grabbed the hand of the person standing next to me. I asked him for my phone and he did

Imagine waking up with a flake of morning sunshine piercing the thick window glass just to get a glimpse of your face, and birds of the universe chirping 'The Choral' to add sugar to your sugar-free coffee. It might seem like one of the opening shots of Wes Anderson's movies but our morning experiences are far off from the one described above. It's not the sunshine which works as an eye opener, it's the maid who turns off the fan and forgets that it needs to turned on just the same way Cersei has forgotten what Jaime is to her. It's not the melodious chirping, but the mobile under the pillow which shouts it's throat out with Facebook notifications or Whatsapp's "You may have new messages." But getting through all this trouble, once you log into Facebook and check the notifications. What you see is bundles of notifications consisting images of white dialogue box (with green background) supported with piece of text. This is completely ne

I have my exams going on right now and that means I have a lot of time to kill. So, I visited Youtube, i.e. my second home on the Internet, and notification section was showing a number more than one. So, I clicked to check the Terribly Tiny Talkies had uploaded a short film titled "Jai Mata Di". After finishing the 10 minutes film, I suddenly felt the urge to talk to my mother. It was a bit late and I knew I might get some scolding for calling at home this late. As the phone was ringing, I was just buzzing my head with what to talk about with her. And suddenly the phone got picked up and I could hear the pace of her breath, the first thing she asked was whether I was alright and we have answered this question more number of times than anything. The second thing she asked was, "Khana Khaya?", and this was where I was lost for words. So, she understood the situation and told me to call once I have had my dinner. This is the Indian mothers are like. If you have

It's almost mid of April and I am still unable to find a Summer Internship. This thing is more important than spotting some white chicks with your brown friends in Goa. So, I am preparing my CV to at least be eligible to show up at employers' place. I have mentioned heavy quiver of skill sets such as Expert in Microsoft Powerpoint, considering that I only know how to apply Bubble - Circle transitions. Now, comes the part which put me in a state of dilemma. It is asking Languages you know and I just entered English as first and Hindi as second and scrolled down. But then all of a sudden, I thought of correcting myself and interchange the languages. Now was the worst part - If I put Hindi as first, wouldn't my employer already judge me and if I put English as first, then I would be lying to my conscience because I am that kind of person who loves to speak in Hindi and it is the swearing part that makes it cooler.    Instead of filling the remaining fields and applying

(Image Source: Google ) Before starting this post, I made up my mind firmly to not let my emotions ride my fingers while writing about this film. First things first, this film is not wickedly amazing or Suprecalifragilisticexpialidocious, it's just simply beautiful. The movie revolves around Saroo Brierley who gets lost at a railway station in Calcutta at the age of 5 and is adopted by an Australian couple. After 25 years, Saroo finds himself in a state of dilemma and embarks on a journey to meet his real family in India. The character of young Saroo is portrayed by Sunny Pawar who delivered an exceptional performance while the British actor Dev Patel played the adult part. The film also consists Nicole Kidman in the role of Saroo's adoptive mother. The performances by actors are so Herculean that even brought the likes of Salman Rushdie to tears. The scene where Nicole Kidman reveals to Dev the reason of adoption to the scene where Sunny finds himself helpless are eno

Yesterday, I got to visit another college (thanks to a friend) which was more a typical kind of college. But getting an entry was not the easy part. We assembled at the back door like a Counter Strike team waiting for Sergeant's order "All Clear, Let's Go Boys". After a few minutes of hiding and peeping, guards went for Guthka and Bidi and the way was clear. Upon entering, fierce arrows was what took our attention, Woah!! This college has archery. The sport about which I had only read in my General Knowledge Book or seen on Doordarshan while changing the channel. But still, this college had to do a lot to impress. We then headed straight to the Canteen which was equivalent to the size of our 2 classrooms. No matter how bad your day was or you got a proposal, food is like that darling who's always there for you like Severus Snape. If the canteen was this large, the prices had to be too high. But opposite to our surprise, the costliest item on the menu was Shahi P

So, it is Valentine's Day and like every year, my consistency of being single is more than that of Virat Kohli hitting centuries. With a hopeless head, I went to college just to find that all the ladies were on leave and I was surrounded by just boys. It felt like being a permanent resident of Haryana. On the chai break, I discussed the severity of this issue among my friends. One had a date later, another one like me was dependent on fapping to get some sleep and the third was fixing his Brazilian Omegle date. Instagram and Facebook notifications were full of virtual friends taking love oaths or on dates at Aukaat se Achi Jagah.  With inspiration from Tinder posts on Quora and ScoopWhoop, I decided to take the arrow myself too. This led to the installation of the holy app. The results appeared on the home screen but being an introvert I am, I was hesitant to do the swipes. Left Swipe- I had no right to reject someone who belongs from a gender I was taught to respect in each

Suppose you come home to find that your worst cuisine nightmare has come true. Namak wala Dalia is waiting anxiously for you followed by a full plate Khichdi which is injurious to your taste buds. That was my condition on 26th January when every one-day patriot was busy in celebrating the day. So, I decided to watch some flicks and it seemed like my Laptop had conspired against me by virtually pointing to the folders named Raees DvdScr (Audio Cleaned) - torrent and Kaabil DvdScr - XViD - [DDR]- torrent on the desktop. So, I decided to invest 04 hours 42 minutes of my precious life in both the movies. First one on the list was Raees. Raees felt like every typical gangster movie in which the protagonist hails from a poor background and rises to power. He has his eyes set on She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (if there is one in a trillion chance of  Hon'ble PM Mr Juicer reading it) and she acts as his love interest. The only thing which will stop your self-guilt after watching this