There is lot to learn and miles to go before i sleep. I know i can't afford to enjoy the luxuries of life for my life has been a luxurious one. Had my ups and had my downs and so painfull happiness have they provided me that i have now started relishing the contradictions. Infact the realisation that contradictions add meaning to life as does the urge for a dumb person to speak out his mind, has added a new dimension to my persona. Don't know if i should be gratified for all the troubles i have surpassed or be guilty of inviting them in the first place. But then you realize that it doesn't matter at all. Infact you really have very little choice or no choice at all.
It all depends on the one choice you were allowed to make. And for me i know that somewhere at the end of my previous life or may be at the begining of this one (i don't know) i chose to take the blue pill and the rest is all for you to see.
Infact its not that philosophical as it seems to be. For philosophy is the luxury the fortunate ones can afford and as mentioned at the begining of this post i can't afford to enjoy the luxuries of life. Its as if i am not programmed to enjoy. But then there would be someone who coded me. May be he can help debug me. Or is it me only who has the key. May be i can try that that out. May be i am trying it out now. I don't know.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Monday, May 28, 2007
Why Shootout... failed to shoot out 'True Rumours'?
Shootout at Lokhandwala. An apt title for even more aptly directed movie. But alas, it is still a motion film. A staging of a real event and not the reality, as opposed to its claims. The director, Apura Lakhia tried hard to be neutral to the chain of events that took place in A002, Svati building, Lokhandwala on 16th November 1991. But failed to my dismay and succmbed to leave an imprint of his own perceived opinion of the events. At the end he sets out to prove his counsel Mr. S S Khan (A A Khan in real life) not guilty. Well thats not what I wanted to see in it. There was plenty in the newspaper on Mr A A Khan's version if I ever cared for that. One of the charges on the ATS thinktank was of his links with the 'bhai' in Dubai. This was conveniently dodged by the director.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Pulp Fiction
hi this is bhushan
and i am sitting in the psl lab trying to type with both of my hans simultaneously.and hve done a gr8 job till now.hope this continues for some more time and i m trully........i mena gianno trulli enjoyin it........not like becker but like rosiscky......still on a given day u hve to loose....and some fuckin fella's gotta win..........but tht aint no problem for me nigger..............coz nigger is wht i like..........not coz of freeman......but coz of rainman..........ya rainman is wht i mean not the weather man..............coz i .........i mean delhi...dsparately needs some rrain............still like dustin hoffman if u ask me nything i dont wanna answer my reply's gonna be...............'I DON'T KNOW!'..............so y the fuck do u wanna know............wht i feel like.......coz u know.........nd even i know tht we all know tht germany was is nd will remain to be the best............talking abt best......it seems tht its raining heavily in mumbai........but does tht matter.............untill u...........yes u damn nigger.........get drenched in it...........if u try to heat a banana....not d real one............nd definitely not d real madrid one as well.......coz it has rose.........nd i like to be wht i m .................tht is messi............not mess in the food........or food of the mess..............especially the nil's mess..............its caused me problems not d trouble ones................but still.........'I DON'T KNOW!' i m startin to think now tht its getting interestin here..........nd if i continue further u.............yes u damn fuckin nigger r gonna fuck me............not the fuck we usually mean.......its F C U K. the t-shirt one................as u wud hvve noticed, i like to hve t-shirts not for food but............'I DON'T KNOW!'...............CHALO THEN.............NOT TO AGRA MY BOY...........BUT TO THE HEAVENS..................NOT THE RESTARAUNT ONE MAN!....which is near south extn................i dont know if it is there or not.........i dont know..........bye.
and i am sitting in the psl lab trying to type with both of my hans simultaneously.and hve done a gr8 job till now.hope this continues for some more time and i m trully........i mena gianno trulli enjoyin it........not like becker but like rosiscky......still on a given day u hve to loose....and some fuckin fella's gotta win..........but tht aint no problem for me nigger..............coz nigger is wht i like..........not coz of freeman......but coz of rainman..........ya rainman is wht i mean not the weather man..............coz i .........i mean delhi...dsparately needs some rrain............still like dustin hoffman if u ask me nything i dont wanna answer my reply's gonna be...............'I DON'T KNOW!'..............so y the fuck do u wanna know............wht i feel like.......coz u know.........nd even i know tht we all know tht germany was is nd will remain to be the best............talking abt best......it seems tht its raining heavily in mumbai........but does tht matter.............untill u...........yes u damn nigger.........get drenched in it...........if u try to heat a banana....not d real one............nd definitely not d real madrid one as well.......coz it has rose.........nd i like to be wht i m .................tht is messi............not mess in the food........or food of the mess..............especially the nil's mess..............its caused me problems not d trouble ones................but still.........'I DON'T KNOW!' i m startin to think now tht its getting interestin here..........nd if i continue further u.............yes u damn fuckin nigger r gonna fuck me............not the fuck we usually mean.......its F C U K. the t-shirt one................as u wud hvve noticed, i like to hve t-shirts not for food but............'I DON'T KNOW!'...............CHALO THEN.............NOT TO AGRA MY BOY...........BUT TO THE HEAVENS..................NOT THE RESTARAUNT ONE MAN!....which is near south extn................i dont know if it is there or not.........i dont know..........bye.
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