"How many roads have I wandered,
None and each my own,
behind me the bridges have crumbled,
no question of return...
Its the same song playing, everywhere I go,
its like an army marching right through me.
Nowhere to go but the horizon,
where then will I call my home?
Nowhere to go but the horizon,
where then will I call my home?
How many roads have I wandered,
None and each my own,
behind me the bridges have crumbled,
Where then will I call my home?"
the same song - susheela raman - music for crocodile
There was a time in mumbai that i didnt care a fuck... about hindi... i didnt miss it.. everyone around me spoke hindi... i didnt miss it... i didnt miss bollywood.. i didnt miss item numbers.. dukhi aatma songs, chhamiya songs ... now that i am in chennai... i miss it all... there is kollywood to replace bollywood but there is a difference.... u cant match those two things. Here in chennai.. i miss hindi so much that i listene to crappy hindi songs as if they are some anthem.... if i was in mumbai.. i wud never listen to them... like songs from the movie aaye milan ki raat... god...that song i heard... was LOL ...filled with lots of love for hero and heroin ... but i loved it...there are many more hindi songs i dig here... coz i miss them... i absolutely LOVE them.. life is full of experiences ... this is a nice experience. its a battleground.
a lot of ppl hate to change... change diapers [filled ones ;)] of their young ones.. change the cd in the car audio dech ... change the job... change the bathing soap... change the operating system ... change their toothpaste/toothbrush... change their kids.... or change their in-laws ... the in-laws want to change a lot of things... but ppl hate to change in general.. ppl also hate to change in public ( lol )... but in the case of wife/husband ... ppl wud love to have a change... but yeh kamini society ...yeh kambkath jamana woh sapna sach nahi hone deta... log kya kahenge... reeshteydaar kya kahenge...khandaan ki naak kat jaaayegi.... jeena haram ho jaayega... crap crap crap...
on the contrary there is this special kinda guys/girls who change a lot... every-time things start getting stale.... but these same ppl start ignoring change when they start showing signs of maturity during the decline of puberty..... more crap crap.... crap
now change is also something we need to carry in abundance.... else the BEST conductor gives u looks as if u are a murderer who has blood stains on ur face.... i hate the times when they say.. chutta nahi hai.... to bus mine kayko chadah ... and then there are times when they really dont have change and they say.. thodi der mein deta hoon and then u get lost in some thought that is so useless...that u forget to collect the change...not becouse u hate change...but u are lost in some thought.... who cares... u let go... but the irritating thing is when ..the condutor scribbles on the phacking ticket and asks u to collect change from the bus depot :D ... .i mean.. who the heck will go to collect Rs. 2 or or Rs . more than 2 to the depot... but then some do... they must be change loving ppl..very few.... of those in this world...
i like ppl who hate change... i dont hate change ( i am a big hypocrite :@ )... ppl in tamil nadu hate change... they have not changed since a long time... hope they dont change.. perseverance is the key... contains added falvor and class II preservatives ...we will not change ...we shall not allow change....they dont want to learn hindi... what a boon .... have heard ppl in kerla speak nice hindi.. ppl in AP and Karnataka speak hindi... now the point is... i have a problem here in chennai... i have to do sales.. i am learning TAMIL (only to speak and not read and write ).. so everytime i have a issues... i say.. Sir ..communication is a problem ...and then my boss cant do anything... its a nice excuse... now i have told them...its very difficult.. handling my team who are a nice bunch 0f ppl who dont know hindi.. those SR's are nice ppl .... they didnt learn hindi in school... and to make things worse for me.. i have to handle 6 distributors who cant speak hindi.... they can speak EngLeees ...so in this case... i dont have a excuse... but no matter if u both have a common language... handling ppl... handling human beings who have a brain is difficult. (i want a break ..i want to nagg ..i want to crib )
so its nice .. in tamilnadu u can crib... that communication is a big problem... and its VALID ....it wud not be valid in AP, Kerla and Karnataka and rest of INDIA speaks Hindi.
when i heard they are lounching TOI ( times of India ) in chennai...i was very excited... but then when the Np was actually launched...a complete let down.. .just another ppr with no page 3 content or lets just say the most fucked up page 3 i have ever seen ..... Chennai MIRROR is also missing so far....even the cartoon section is as dull... as it can be...who cares about the headlines and the national news... they suck big-time...
if ppl in tamilnadu didnt have a problem with change...they wud learn hindi... bury the dravidian moment under... and get along with life... but they do have a problem... they will not speak in hindi... even if they know... one of my distributors manager keeps telling me stories ..of politics, justice and tamil ppl ....and i just cant ask him to fuck off.... he is the key to one of my main markets....
chutta nahi hai (i dont have any change) .. is my fav line ... but what is this anyways... i am confused ... change ... change .... i dont want to change a few things.. but there are many things i want to change... but who am I... to change the things... i am not GOD... i am not even his best friend... i dont even know anyone who is god's best friend.....
PS : this feeling is nice... this feeling i can explain ...or may be I dont want to explain .
PS : gand mein danda :)
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