Statutory Warning ?

Every cigarette box carries this statutory warning : Cigarette smoking is injurious to health. Ever heard of one person who gave up smoking because of the warning ? What do they think ... will people go something like "Oops .. cigarette smoking is injurious to health .. shit .. I gotta quit smoking." .. ? Tell you what .. everyone who is good enough to read that warning does not need it .. he/she knows that it is harmful. It is just that those who can not read this warning may need them .. but then what is the use to write warnings for them ? They can't see much difference between the marlboro man or the warning .. except that one looks recognizable ...
Then there was this recent debate (Delhi Times , some months back) that cigarette boxes should carry bigger warning signs .. like in other countries .. but I think it is no use having the warning .. nobody ever reads what is written on the box .. the color and design of the box confirms the brand .. that is all what people see ... (ofcourse I read the warning that is why I am writing this article .. and ofcourse you read it t.. that is why you know what I am talking about .. but does it ever make a difference weather it was written or not ?)
A good idea is to include pornographic pictures/dirty jokes on the box too .. that ways at least 50% of the people will see the box .. and at least 50% of them will then read the warning .. good idea ? So elevate me to the post of Tobacco minister or whoever decides this .. I'll then have other innovative ideas like this and then I'll make this country a good place to live in ... jai hind ... (And I'll make good use of one of those red light VIP cars given to me.. that zip through the traffic .. )
So all warnings should be removed from the boxes (since no one will like my other suggestion) and the boxes should be left blank .. that will save so much ink (owing to the amount of cigarette boxes produced per year .. must be in billions .. ) .. and that will save so many trees or some other naural resource ..
But I guess I am the only one concerned about the country and the environment ..

"A blog is as good as its last post"

Read this on a blog when I started blogging . That was the day I started reading the second last post too.

Cultural Shit

I have been playing a lot of guitar lately and I really feel sad that all this time I didn't learn much on my accoustic guitar. I mean .. it's like 6 years since I have an accoustic .. and I learnt as much as a slow begginer would learn in ... say 6 months ? I mean .. such a waste ..
And now that I remember ... they used to teach us nothing in school. Not that my school was bad .. but there was this whole cultural shit that always comes on from God knows where. So , our instrumental teacher used to be a sitar player who taught us to play Sa Re Ga Ma and Ragas. I was taught to play the guitar on one string .. and I wondered when do people use the rest of the 5 .. ok ... my school really sucked at this .... but then I don't understand why do we give so much importance to the culture thing. I mean .. what is culture ? A way of living that an era of people invented some time back ? Right ... then why do we want to adopt it right now ? I mean ... if everybody was following cultures all this time .. then we would have had Harappan culture now ... Right ?
I think everybody should be free to do what he she wants to do ..
And ... when I say cultural shit ... I do not mean to say that all this Indian Classical and all that is bad ... what I want to say is that harping about culture and forcing people to follow it is . As for Indian classical music is concerned .. I think it is wonderful .. I really love the songs with classical touch and I think singing it does wonders to your voice. But please .. let me do what I want to ...
In the college .. my principal is a big time Indian Culture freak .. so we have all these spic macay programs in the college. I don't mind them .. infact .. I got to hear Pt. Hari Prasad Chaurasiya through one of these (and he is wonderful) .. but then .. what happens is .. he'll give huge sponsorship for the Spic Macay programs .. and shit if we want to do something like a rock competition or sth. Not only that ... he would actually put on strong terms like time limits and all that on any such programs in the college .. now this is shit. Like .. why ?

Bomb blasts hit two theatres in Delhi. Both the halls were showing Sunny Deol's 'Jo Bole Sonihal" ... one mans crusade against presumably everyone who happens to say anything against India/Indians ..
There have been lots of speculation as to who was responsible for the blast .. it could be the terrorists (always responsible for all the blasts .. life is a huge Diwali for them) , it could be one of the million other groups who love to go kaboom now and then .. but I'd say it was a terribly bored viewer who decided to bomb the halls so that such kind of crap does not hit the halls again.
So the people who got realy bored seeing the movie , went to the loo .. and went kaboom. Another reason one should never go out to see such crap.
In the same incident .. I saw Aaj Tak , the news channel cover the thing up. The reporter who was covering it up almost went to the ICU with a person who was being taken to the hospital for some first aid. The reporter was asking all kinds of questions .. like where you were when the bomb happned to blast (since he was the only one there who didn't know that the blast happned in the loo) .. then they were interviewing this other person who had all his hair burnt and all that .. One of the questions was :
"What movie were you watching ?"
"This movie starring Dharaminder's son .."
C'mon .. can't you see the posters .. I mean first the reporter didn't know where the blast took place , and then he doesn't know which movie was playing. For finding the first piece of info , he followed a patient to the casuality ward tormenting him like hell .. and for the second ... well he could have picked up a newspaper or asked someone else , since he was the only one who didn't know which movie was playing ... and they say that Aaj Tak is the 'Sabse tez channel'
My take on all this is ... never go out to watch this kinda crap. You never know ..

My New Baby

Johnson AXL Double Cutaway AS-200

Solid Alder Body
One Piece Maple Neck
Rosewood Neck Stripe
Kluson-Stlye Tuning Machines
3 AXL lo-noise EMGPickups
2 Tone and 1 Volume Control
5 Position Pickup Selector
Fulcrum Bridge
Fender Guitar Strings

Bought this today (though in a different color). I am super happy.
Ta da da da daa .... I am loving it ...

The past two days

I have been very busy these two days to blog. Came back after my last paper and wrote the last post. Then went off to see an old school freind who has come from Pune. Spent the evening with him , and then came back home. Burned some CD's and then off to the hostel for DP (Daru party).
This time it was really fun. This time it was the maximum we had ever drunk. We went out to get a bottle of whisky (750ml) and a beer , but due to the unavailablity of beer , we bought a litre of RC for the four of us. This was the maximum I had ever drunk.And I was like really DRUNK. But it was fun.
Started off with a Patiyala + Ludhiyana (read really large) peg , and some rock. Finally when we ended , we were all lying on the floor and screaming. A couldn't stop laughing , and J became all serious. I was quiet as usual.
But unlike other times , we were over drunk. So much so , that for the first time , I had troubles walking straight. We were so drunk that we couldn't go to our favorite after-drink-peeing spot. So we just lied there. G went off to some one elses room and slept. J and A went off to sleep too. But I just couldn't sleep. This was due to the heat and those darned mosquitoes (I'll write a full post about them someday). Now I am pretty used to sleeping in the comforts of my home , AC and all. This was like hell. So I went out on a walk at 2 in the night. But my head was still heavy. So I decided to lie down in my car. But suddenly a thought struck my mind .. I could drive home , since I had the keys to the main door. So I took off for home. The guard at the gate asked me if I intended to come back , since we are not allowed inside the college at odd times. I said no and drove home.
Reached home safely , driving a bit slower.Outside the door , I realized that my father also bolts the door from inside , and it was like shit. I couldn't go back to the hostel , couldn't go home , nowhere else , I was in big crap. I decided to sleep in the car. But that has other problems attached to it. If I were to be seen by my grandfather sleeping in my car (since he wakes up at 4 in the morning) .. it would have meant really huge pile of dinosaur shit. So I decided to be brave and ring up and wake up my father (since my mother was not here). After waking him up I realized I must be smelling of alcohol. And this was like really big shit .. Shit shit shit. Where are the dinosaurs when you want them to eat you up ? but I had little time to think .. my father was already opening the door .. and I was like really really scared. I knew he wouldn't say anything .. but still .. anyways .. my father opened the door .. I went behind a few steps to avoid his sensitive nose. I said sorry for bothering him so late in the night and told him to go away to sleep .. and that I'd lock the door. And to my surprise .. he did. Seeing him enter his room .. I entered the house. Phew ... close.
The next day .. I woke up to find that my AC was at it's highest intensity and I was shivering. In the bathroom I discovered an open toothpaste .. I had forgotten to close it the night before. But what surprised me was that my father didn't wake me .. didn't even come to switch off the AC .. When I woke up , he had already left for his office. I was kinda scared that he actually did smell the alcohol and dind't say anything. But later the maid told me that he decided not to wake me up as I had slept late. Thank god.
After that some freind dropped by and then I left for Ambala in the afternoon. For the first time without my father .. which meant that I could drive at my speed. I found out that my car could run at 140 km/hr.
Came back today with mom and brother. And then I played badminton after ages today. All my body is paining .. but the two days after my exams have been good.
Seems like I'll enjoy a lot in these holidays.

Over

I'll be reappearing for the same paper the next year. Yes .. I am definitely flunking in todays paper .. and this is not like all the people saying that I'm expecting a suppli ... I don't say just because I had a bad paper .. this is the second time I'm saying this .. the last time I said this , I escaped a flunk by a narrow margin of 4 marks .. but not this time ..
anyways .. the papers are over ...

Today I finished the paper 1.5 hr earlier than the stipulated time .. and the 1.5 hrs that I did sit .. I did not have much to write .. so I just sat there for some time observing our invigilator. And he was one big ... asshole ...
Here is a conversation between me and the #$^$& invigilator :

In : Do you have a phone with you here ?
Me : No sir. (Since I know that phones are not allowed)
In : You have kept it in the bag ?
Me : Yes.
In : Can I make an important call ?
Me : (Taken back..)Ok ... (and may the phone fuck you in your ear ..)

I spend some useless minutes on the phone turning it ON. and guess what ? He dials up an STD and talks for 12 minutes. Urgent call ? Yeah sure .. this is what you get for being good ...
And then to my surprise .. he made it sure that I deleted the number off from my cell (Though I dunno why .. except for if he called up one of those raunchy phonelines ..). And then I noticed something really awful .. the invigilator was trying to look down girls' shirts .. really .. every girl who came for a supplementary sheet had to sign somewhere bending really low .. and this old bastard .... he began swaying to get a better look ... my God ...

Anyways .. the papers are over ...
Party tonight ..
&
Beer

Exams

Exams end on the 19th .. so no new posts till then ...

And thanx in advance for all the best-of-lucks you are going to drop in my comments box .. (but now that I have written this .. you may decide against the best-of-lucks .. but at least you thought about it .. so thanx anyways).
:)

Mallika Sherawat can eat shit

Mallika Sherawat is going to the Cannes festival. Ok. Great. But why do I get to see what the heck she is likely to wear there ? I mean big fucking deal that she is going to the stupid festival. Ok .. the festival may not be that stupid .. but all the phoneys are sure to drop by there wearing their bright flashy dresses .. and our very own Mallika will be going there wearing a specially designed one. Right .. but why cover it in the media so much. The same when Ash went the last time. First they spent pages on how the dresses are going to be .. and then they spent pages and pages on how much the dresses sucked. I say these things look great on Fashion TV and in fashion journals .. but spare the newspaper please. Delhi times (and all the Times Publications for that matter) are becoming crappy day by day. Stupid people .. can't stop showing their own advertisements and promoting their own brands in the newspaper.
And while we are still fresh on Mallika Sherawat .. here is what she had to say in some of her interviews (given here along with what I think about her comments) :

M : "Men talk to my breasts"
IJ : Ya .. like .. hi there you lil' left one .. I know that right one has been getting all the attention lately ... U have my sympathies ..

M : "I was like Viagra for bollywood"
IJ : You bet ... old people with erectile dysfunction used to jerk off to your photos till they put their spectacles on ..

M : "I live like a nun"
IJ : And I .. I live like like Hugh Hefner.

M : "I want a man who has more balls than I do"
IJ : Catch hold of superman .. maybe they have 3 balls there at Krypton.

Does she think she is a really talented actress ? Beautiful ? Sexy ? Fuck off. She is just a boob show .. who'd soon end up forgotten. But I'd sure remember those funny interviews for some time.
And to think that murder became the biggest hit of last year. Just shows how sex-deprived our public is .. I say .. DD should start some late night Raunchy shows for the public. Bleh to moral policing.
And about murder .. it was such a hoplessly sucking film that I decided to leave it mid-way. For a long time .. I'd not watch it .. and then one day some freind gets it on CD and we set to watch it .. the first CD seemed 3 hrs long ....... I never saw the second CD.

Finger

I have decided I am going to be the real me from now on .. even on the blog .. which means I would be going a lot of fuck you and stuff ... which in turn means that if you can't fuckin stand a fuck in every other fuckin sentence .. then suck my dick and plead me to stop it or fuckin stop coming here .. I am kinda sick carrying this nice person image .. people tend to take liberties that ways .. and then they tend to be really sick. So from now on .. middle finger of my left foot to anyone who tries to be very smart with me (get it .. I am and always will be smarter than you can ever dream to be).. and ppl who know me are in for a lot of surprises .. I am not as good I was yesterday .. so eat shit and get lost ... and stop eating my head ...
Man I am pissed off ... people can really get on your nerves sometimes ..
I hate stupid people ..
And I absolutely HATE exams ..