Boliye, Kyunki Ye Muft Hai

I was hurrying up to bus stop realizing that page of calendar had turned from February to March. Like any other month, this month too wasn't going to bring me a box of chocolates. But I paused and remembered that it was Holi and I was in Delhi meaning I was in for a show. So all of a sudden, my Roger Alpha Major Sergeant mode was on. Distance to bus stop was now only around 500 metres but these 500 metres seemed like some nautical miles. I wasn't walking, I was sneaking. At that moment, shed of the bus was the only thing that mattered to me more than Alexandra Daddario or Megan Fox or Gigi Hadid or many more. And let me tell you, the last time I was this cautious was when I used to stroll around in my crush's locality, with the fear of getting my hoarse voice getting into her father's earshot or his eyes catching a glimpse of my lean figure. But presently, the threat seemed a bit less. No matter how much you enjoyed Coldplay playing Holi in 'Hymn for the Weeke

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