Boulevard of Broken News

It's been a long time since I wrote some stuff on things around me; the current events. So, here's a post dedicated to weird Indian news, more of which is controversy.

One month after.
Remember October 29, 2005? Don't worry if you forgot. I was asking "What bomb?" before I started out on this post, too. Well, that issue seems long forgotten; People were back at their shops the next day, even. And a month is way too long to ask. We still don't know who to blame for those blasts. We still don't know who all are actually dead, and who all have gone missing. Welcome to 'bizzaro world'.

Flip 'em the bird!
Just when the Ganguly-Chappell cricket war was starting to lose interest, along came a finger. According to what cameras have captured, Greg was seen flipping Ganguly off. What was it? Frustration? Stress? Anger? I really have no idea.
Well, Greg has finally joined a long list of celebrities who have bagged an anger un-management trophy.

Sania's on the news. Again.
It won't be long before people will actually start asking "Does she play tennis too?!". We can all thank mainstream media for this. When Sania Mirza says something, we must always look around to see if that comment can be placed in the paper for the next ten days. So now, me must drag her into every bizzare event possible. Be it the skirt, pre-marital sex or anything else, but it musn't be tennis. I'm surprised to see that she rests unaffected, and shocked to see a nation that will kill talent, and not notice what they've done.

Kapoor vs. Kapoor; Finally over!
Whew! Finally that story's over. I was getting amazingly bored of that. But see, they've cooked up another awkward marriage something. Kapoors are old news; new on the block is the Abu Salem-Monica Bedi post. Less related to what the previous story was all about, the Salem-Bedi thing is all underwater because of the 'don marries actor' part.

Zieg Heil to the Indian paper, for they have once again succeeded in grasping our attention.

Back to School

Well, the so called "2-day break" (er...weekend) is over, and I was back at school after the exams. How did I perform? Don't ask.

Yes, the same old routine has begun. I'll be surrounded by those red-brick walls, again, then I'll come back home, close my eyes for a second, and finally wake up to realise that the whole day has passed me by.

The weird thing about school is that we don't actually study there. We just go to class, the teacher says something, and then we come back. It's like we've been made to process a command. But some days are not that boring, though. There's days when you go out for field trips, the somehow longer recess days, and then the somehow shorter class days. Oh, and of course, there's fridays!

In class, it's a sight to see someone actually trying to make out, or decipher what the teacher is saying. I'm busy drawing cars, writing poetry, and yes - taking notes. I may have gone too far, but we do actually take notes. Hey, we have got to pass!

Well then, I guess it's back to the blues. It's back to our friends, back to our enemies. Back to that boy who stares at any girl who passes by, and it's back to the boy who's lost in the depths of his book. Yup, it's back to school.

Yet another cause for celebration

I was waiting for this day...

So, what do you say when a plucky-cool-spirited-teenage-tennis-sensation-of-India turns a year older?
You say "Happy birthday Sania Mirza" or you can go about saying "Happy birthday to the future of Indian tennis". But don't just blandly say 'happy birthday'. Thank her for being born, for showing the world who she is, for taking India to the world, for opening the gates of something other than cricket, for speaking for the rights of the girl child. Thank her for being who she is - a trendsetter, an icon, and above all, a humanitarian.And since I have been getting all poetic these days...

When Sania's on the news,
and I've got the blues,
I look up to her,
motivated to work harder,
get on down and go on farther,
to reach that same level of fame,
even when I don't play her game,
I'll do my best,
to keep my head away from shame,
and without looking for anyone to blame,
I'd like to say 'thanks' for supporting my name.

And like last time we had a celebration, here's another point of coincidence:
I bought my projection TV on this day, last year. Cool, eh?

Happy Diwali !

Yes, this Diwali does seem pretty happy, not to forget- pretty clean!
Seems like Delhi has finally learned its lesson, looking at last year, today is a big improvement. I don't notice as much cracker-blowing, not as much noise, ergo not as much pollution!

Maybe I should have titled this post "Another cause for celebration"...

Yay for the clean diwali, for it's finally come closer to 'the festival of lights'