Aarambh hai prachand

Aarambh hai prachand bole mastakon ke jhund

aaj jang ki ghadi ki tum guhaar do

aan baan shaan ya ki jaan ka ho daan,
aaj ik dhanush ke baan pe utaar do

aarambh hai prachand bole mastakon ke jhund....

man kare so praan de, jo man kare so praan le
wahi to ek sarvshaktimaan hai
krishna ki pukaar hai ye,  bhagwat ka saar hai
ki yudh hi to veer ka pramaan hai
kaurvon ki bheed ho ya paandavon ka need ho
jo lad saka hai wohi to mahaan hai

jeet ki hawas nahi kisi pe koi vash nahi
kya zindagi hai thokaron pe maar do
maut ant hai nahi to maut se bhi kyun dare
ye jaake aasmaan mein dahaad do

ho daya ka bhaav ya ki shaurya ka chunav

ya ki haar ka wo ghaav tum ye soch lo
ya ki poore bhaal par jala rahe vijay ka
laal laal ye gulaal tum ye soch lo,
rang kesari ho ya mridang kesari ho ya
ki kesari ho taal tum ye soch lo

jis kavi ki kalpana mein zindagi ho prem geet
us kavi ko aaj tum nakaar do
bheegati nason mein aaj phoolati ragon mein aaj
aag ki lapat ka tum baghaar do

aarambh hai prachand

If you are a fan of poetry, then you must must see this movie. Not just coz of the songs, the whole film is carried forward with poems and songs. Its amazin

From emotional to practical; from an idealist to a realist.

Remember the times (not so long ago) when we cud have done anything to be with a friend or a girl all the time. No exam mattered; no efforts of ur parents to keep you away bore any fruit. You had to be with them, no matter what. No decision cud be taken without the elaborate consultation of this friend.

Forward 7-10 years.

You are too busy to be with them when they really need you, you miss out on the many important moments of their lives, you think its cool coz it’s the way life is. Most important decisions of your life are informed to this friend as just a mere formality (many time over the email). If its real bad, you might not even have his/her number.

And one day, out of the blue you get a call from this friend. He/she is broken, . jus had a breakup. And as your friend is pouring his/her problems on you, the realization dawns upon you. God I have missed so much! God I know her so little now!

Is it strange, may be not. But is it the way it has to be? May be not.

Have you smoked Hookah on a beach?

Well for those of you who know this awesome timepass called Hookah or Sheesha -whatever u wanna call it- you know it is one of the most chillaxd thing to do after a busy a day (or for that matter after not that busy day).

Feb 09, me and friends bored of ADC running our lives and prayin everyday at 6 for tomorrow to be jus a lil bit lighter. We said ‘*u*k

everythin’, picked Pulin’s smashed santro and headed off to Alibaug. Me, Pulin, Mihir and Akhil.

Started at around 2 from my home, about half way through Mihir had a ‘Goa attack’. Symptoms: the infected repeats the line “Goa chalo. Akhil goa chal, Pulin goa chal, mallu goa chal, pulin goa chal, pulin goa chal” incessantly. It aint that Pulin’s views matter that much but jus that he was drivin the car. The attack ceased in due course with help from Akhil and me.

Reachd Alibaug around evening, went straight to the Kihim beac

h. The beach is just ok nothing great. Had plans of lookin for a deal on a room to stay and then enter the waters. Akhil kept repeatin “Lemme strike a deal for the hotel, I’ll get us a good deal”. But Mihir can be controlled once but not twice, atleast not on the same day. He got his way and we all jumped into the water (atleast Pulin and Mihir did, to my and Akhil’s defense “we don’t know to swim” ). After the swim- if you can call it that- we went and changed in the room, where Mihir and Akhil had their happy and gay encounter. We decided on havin some snack before dinner. Went to this place (well it waS a Chinese thela) that served on the beach, it sets up the whole chairs and table and you can chill out beach side. We had planned ahead and brought our Hookah with us. We sat there beach side at around 10 at night. Gazin at stars, drinkin chilled King’er, havin chicken lollypop and smoking the fantabulous (Mihir, I know its not a real word, but this is ma blog) Hookah. The feelin I must tell u was amazing. Went back to room, the dinner got wasted and so did we. I slept like a baby, but m not sure about the others. At 6 in morning, me and Akhil went for this long long long long walk beachside.

At around 9am woke up Pulin and Mihir and decided to head back to Mumbai. But our better senses prevailed and we said lets head off some place else. 1^st stop: Shri har hareshwar. On the way to Shri har hareshwar met a sudden cash and petrol crunch. We had ATM Cards but the villages had no ATMs. Picked up watermelons on our way, ate them with the help of Mihir’s knife (there is always one near by) at a petrol pump. Must tell u Shri har hareshwar was amazing, great clean water, but goin too much in is not advisable, so we had lunch (amazin chicken, imagine eatin a Rs100 thali when we were almost broke) and left for Devghar which we had heard was fun. On our way to Devghar saw another beach by the name of “Aravi”. Well it sounds like Dharavi but it’s a pure white sand beach. Wow. The

scene there was unbelievable, a beach jus next to road (it’s a v small beach). We jus stopped there for a minute, we were short on time and had heard Devghar was gr8, so we moved on. On way, there was this 2 km long streach of road which was sea side. Road just above the sea. It was difficult for Pulin to concentrate on drivin. Reachd Devghar. All of what we heard was true. It was Amaaaziinnn…. Sssaaaaaat karke hamari zindagi alter ho gayi. He he. It was white sand, clear water, I cud see my toe even inside the water and the best of all it was deserted. We basked in white glory for hours and hours (it was more like 1 hour but…). Believe me folks letting ur self being guided by waves, a force much more powerful than urself is an amazing feelin. Well the trip ended at that, and we were back to our morose lil lives.