perplexed thoughts of a bewildered mind of a disoriented boy.

fuck...life is a bych....and i seriously need to play a pimp... i need to learn to hustle... i need to be bad... i need to learn to be mean... i need to be a ...what a typical niggah would say...in snoop dogg style... a muthafukn hustler...

bloody hell...slept like a pig... the whole fucking night...yesterday night...slpt the fuckin full morning... why....coz i was tired... the fever and the food poisoning had fucked up the chemical combination and hormones were all running loose in random directions....

dint speak to more than 3 ppl in the whole day... the chaiwala... the medical shopkeeper who gave me that awesome cough syrup....god..that really helps me sleep like a pig.... i am a fan....and the third one is me... yeah i was talking to me in the mirror... somehow i feel that me in the mirror is always smarter than me...

and at 6 30 chhota boss calls me up..says call bada boss... bada boss is always in straight forward mood... he said... come and meet me.... and from there go to mumbai... ...fuck.. i mean..i was dying to get back to mumbai....i was so frigging desperate to go back to mumbai... and i was not really expecting such a fast procedure to gop back...but neverthless...i am tired of living in chennai... a part of me is still in chennai... and then a part of me is going to in coimbatore... i am tired of eating funny food.... though its healthy.... i mean...i can go on ...on... on... but i need to stop, this time. its not really a bad place to live in. once u go with the flow...i am sure anyone will enjoy.. this place...

its like that white skinned 86 year young firang dadi-maa i met in sulochana spinning mills on the metttupalayam road... bhadwee is staying in kothagiri for the last 30 years...running a descent international school ...speaking fluent tamil...enjoying her last few years of insane life... enjoying her coffee and idlee dosa...spoke to her and asked her.... how did she like this place... she said...i just liked it... those bloody lovely hippies...surely knew where to find peace....( kothagiri is in the nilgiri's)


so i guess i shall find myself in mumbai in few more days...just need to sort a few things.......gosh... bombay was so much better...it shounded more hip and less ghati :P

will watch saroja today....night show... hope the movie is a good one...and it wud be mooolah well spent. have to take care of few things. will love all.

peace comes in small pieces at times.

raKH05041982

dance like a butterflY...sting like a bee

the other day i was watching TV.... yeah...i was actually watching the TV....this continued for quite some time in my life....

one  day i took the TV remote and put it ON....i put the TV ON.... and now i was actauly watching TV..motion pictures.... loads of channels....loads and loads of them...cudnt decide which one to watch....one brain ...2 eyes...2 ears with a lil wax in them....and more than 150 channels and too many confusing buttons on the fucking remote control....

( jlt...remember the time when doordarshan used to start with that awesome music....and that fundoo animation... just love it.....but i wonder...why they stopped playin it now..... )

the day when i came to chennai for the 2nd time in my life.... ...early night....went out...got some dinner for myself...came back to the hotel room....and put ON the TV to watch something..... but to surprise... found no HINDI channels except DD and a crappy movie channel...which even hindi speaking animals will refuse to watch...there were a few engleess channels too....but most of the channels were andoo gandoo pandoo... bole to southy bhasha wala channel.... now watching these channels is a cult of its own....they are special....all special....and u dont need man ki aankhey to see what i mean.....

u gotta watch them to believe them...i remember correctly...SUN TV was very famous during engineering time....they used to be really in demand at nights.. scene shot TV is what i used to like calling it.. why scene shot TV ? ....obiviously becouse the special scenes those were aired with south indian siren bombs which i later refer as hari bhari item in this blog ...and so were some these awesome mallu channels which were fighting with the tamil channels with respect to TRP ratings... now dont ask me whats TRP ...use google...

coming back to ....

the other day i was watchin a TV.....it was ON.....in some chai wala shop.....which are called bakery here....in coimbatore ... i see this amazing dance.....most of us might think this is some extinct tribal dance performed in rememebering the lost .... but it was not.... it was the dance of KOLLYWOOD....

for those who dont know thaa fuck is KOLLYWOOD....its HOLLYWOOD and BOLLYWOOD of the south.....and trust me....guys....they are way ahead of us.....much better....in what ever they do...but they overdoo most of the things always.....i guess this art they have learned from the gr8 ranjnikanth...man this guy is so amazing that despite being my grand fathers age.....he is dancing there with beautiful women which i later call hari bhari item in this post ..... bling .... and what a beautiful potti ( daughter ) he has..... dil-khush koolfi..... dil-khush falooda ....

so coming back ....i was sipping this awesome aatam tea...aatam tea is the normal tea they serve here...withough the doodh  ka jhaag.... withouth froth of the milk....and i see this hari bhari item dancing....it was the same tribal dance.....the same tribal dance....ok....most of the tribal dances look the same....but god damn it...if there is a hari bhari item doing a dance or a tribal dance..or a cabre...or a salsaaa......which guy is actually seeing the dance... we are always focussed on the woman of substance..and her substance ....greater the substance greater is the attention.... so this hari bhari item is dancing....and then the hero pops.... hero....is he the hero??....and i am like....hari bhari item ka hero gadhey ko khilane layak sookhe ghass ki tarah kyun hai....


so the dance continues...and the woman of substance is in full swing...seeking attention of every normal guy....attention is often distracted by the hero... cant he just let the hari bhari dance...and join the rest of the men who are swinging as the hari bhari swings.....no...but the director has something on his mind...so the sookha ghass hero will dance..... hari bhari item is very important for the success of the movie.......

on the other hand...during the end of the movie....when the hari bhari is too tired to dance ....actually it wont make sense....to keep her dancing though out the movie .....the sookha ghass actually shows what he is capable of....he is so kool with his free style kick ass fight moves.... he can stop the whole army of  several james bonds, if he had too. Most of the time....sookha ghass is fighting to save the hari bhari....or to save mommy.....egg-jhaatly like they show in bollywood....


sookha ghass is actaully a chuppa rustum....he only clicks during the last fight.... when it matters the most...unlike virender sehwag ...who clicks when it is of no importance....do u ever think about what happend to .. maa ka phone ....kar lo duniya mutthi mein.... sehwag... maa ka phone.. last ball pe chhakadi.....that advertising gimmick.....sala sab ke sab bhool gaye.....poora paise phokat....so sookha ghass is also important for the success of the movie...

...a thought came to my mind....but i killed it....it was a useless thought......i thought... why not try my hand at Kollywood....he he.... ok...enuf of humor ...no one appreciates humor....specially when it is not humorous...


moral of the story :
( for all those pals of mine... who might become to be rich directors and producers... please dont forget me to make me the hero of ur fillum....i want to sting like a bee .. :P )

so remember to make a hit movie....all we need a hari bhari item ...who dances like a butterfly no matter how bulky she is....and we need a sookha ghass ..no matter how ugly looking he is....should sting like a bee :)