Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 March 2014

Veena Malik trends on twitter

Are you shocked to read Veena Malik's Tweet "India sucks"? frankly, I am not. Though I would have preferred her say, "Indians suck", but then again, with the kind of intelligence she displayed while speaking about 26th January in a small interview a while back, we should keep our expectations to minimum. 
Why did she say so? Looking at her TL, it was evident that news about molestation of a German student had upset her. Every such case is indeed upsetting! But then if in this case, 'India Sucks', what about her own motherland, Pakistan?
Indians atleast have learnt to be vocal about this problem and have even come out on streets demanding justice and safety for women. For a Nation that ranks number 1 in internet porn searches, worldwide, It wasn't difficult to find articles about Pakistan's Rape problem. The hypocrisy is, Pakistan also ranks number 1 in homophobia and tops gay-porn searches at the same time! Ill refrain myself from comparing the two Nations in their treatment of Rape cases, but a sensible reader can guess the outcome. Curious readers may read this article : Pakistan also has a rape problem

Having said all this, the big question is, will Veena Malik dare to use the same word for Pakistan that she used with India? I doubt, and yet I agree with her if she means 'Indians suck'.

Why do we Indians suck?
We welcome Pakistani artists like Veena malik and watch them on Big and small screens. The career that had no future back home suddenly finds name, fame & success...and in return, this is what we get!

Yes we Indians suck, for the simple reason that we welcome ungrateful fucks like Veena Malik and give them a celebrity status!

Thursday, 27 February 2014

Defending Salman Khurshid on Impotence

Often I've heard people talking about fashion and its trends, saying things like 'Red is the new black'. For a Neandersexual man like myself, such jargons have been difficult to understand, until today. Today when I heard Salman Khurshid saying that Narendra Modi is 'impotent', the one phrase that came to my mind was, "Salman Khurshid is the new Digvijay Singh". Digvijay Singh is known for his prowess in voicing his mental diarrhea, but since long
seems to have taken sabbatical. Meanwhile, other Congress leaders appear to be trying tirelessly to fill the void, with Khurshid on the forefront. The thought that scares me the most is that what if Digvijay Singh is not on a sabbatical, but actually training other congress leaders in the art? Nooooo!
Since I am a man, and one that likes to observe, I like to think that I know a thing or two about human nature, especially about males. If a man himself is not able to perform well, to make himself look better, he may try to prove other males totally inadequate, sexually or otherwise. 'Overcompensation' is the term used for this kind of behavior. Also, males and females, at times, are known to try and defame the other person when their romantic/sexual advances are not met with welcome and are denied the pleasure. Their ego is hurt when they receive a blow of rejection. I leave it on the sensible readers to take a pick in Mr. Khurshid's case. There may be another case which we may consider. It is quite possible that Salman Khurshid may have confused Elections with Errections. No?

I would like to add, in any situation, remarks like these are highly sexist. Do we really want such sexist Politicians? If he has such respect for a fellow male, I highly doubt his ideas on 'Women Empowerment', a cause so close to Rahul Baba's heart. While the paid media is busy portraying Rahul Jee as an entertaining fool, He once again 'rose to occasion' and criticised Mr. Khurshid's use of the term. Why drag Rahul Baba in Khurshi-Modi feud? 

Khurshid, after the noise made by BJP and other parties on the use of the Hindi word 'Napunsak', which means impotent, clarified that he meant it in a figurative way and not literally. Offcourse he meant it figuratively. what did you buffoons think? He, afterall, is an Oxford alumni. He may have displaced sense of values, but Language? No, Sir. He has an excellent command over it. And hence, we may also conclude that, in his sense of the word, every Chief Minister of every state that ever saw a riot, be it Delhi, Kashmir, Assam, Muzaffarnagar etc. too are Napunsak/impotent. Now, I personally cant agree more. What about you?

Saturday, 22 February 2014

Excuse me. May I watch the movie please?

Usually the week goes by in the grind, leaving one totally exhausted as the weekend approaches. Lethargy overtakes the enthusiasm and so most weekends are spent at home, trying to recover, rejuvenate and prepare oneself for another week's grind. After spending such few weekends in a row at home, one gathers courage for an outing, and so did I. Only, my big adventure was going for a movie in a multiplex theater, which turned out to be a rather unpleasant experience. 

After a long time, I went to watch a movie with a friend. Even today standing in the theater while the National Anthem is played before the movie starts gives me goosebumps. I know, its silly; otherwise why would people be still moving around? After settling down, before the movie started, we had to endure a series of movie trailers and advertisements. Wait, aren't we being charged for the movie? And since we are, why the ads? I know, this is an ancient tradition, but that does not make it right, now does it?

I do not talk ill of people who enter late, for I too have been guilty of the same many a times; but could you please not step on my toes and keep you butt at a good distance while you dance in the dark through the narrow passage to reach your seat? A piece of advice - I'm sure your cell phone has a 'torchlight' facility, unless ofcourse its an ancient specimen. If it does, please use it to find you way to your seat and spare me the pain. 

just 10 minutes into the movie and I was distracted by high pitched cacophony from seats behind. A group of girls seemed like they had something really important to discuss about. I tried to ignore and it worked. The noise subsided, atleast for a while, and then suddenly a new wave of dissonance arose. I was sure they had something unavoidable to be discussed, like some National security issue. I'm an inquisitive being and so I couldn't help but try to make sense of what they were chirping about. Lipstick! they were talking about their Lipstick! Sucking all the frustration in, in a choked voice, I turned around and said, "Gals, do you mind?", as calmly and politely as I could. Solace, for a while. 

I have a habit of switching my cell phone to silent whenever I'm in a theater. Only about 5 minutes after the girls went quiet, my phone started to vibrate. A call from an unknown number. I was expecting a call from a client the same day. Since I didn't want to disturb others, I quietly sneaked out of the hall and attended the call in the passage.
"Hello."
"Hello, Sir. I'm from Airtel. We have a scheme..."
"Teri Maa ki...!", instead of using any vituperative epithets, I chose to disconnect the call and return. 

Back at my seat, amidst cellphone rings, SMS alerts and keypad tones from random directions, I was enjoying the movie...until someone's kid started crying at full volume. Where do kids get so much stamina to scream? they eat so little! Another important question is, if these two are miserable taking care of their teething child, should the others too be forced to go through the same hell? why bring your kid to a cinema hall? Shouldn't children below 5 be banned from such places? Take your kids to a garden. Please!

The air condition usually fills up the bladder for most of us normal mortals. And so, toilets at movie theaters are full as soon as there is an intermission. Dont get me wrong, I'm not complaining about the Que, just stating a plain fact. The movie post-intermission went uninterrupted, mostly, except once when one of the lipstick gang dropped their cellphone under their seat and exactly at that moment it started ringing. The Justin Bieber ring tone combined with the frenzy to search the cell phone was cherry on the cake. 

The movie ended and subtitles were rolling on the screen. Remember, how in school as soon as the bell rang kids rush outside? It was kinda same here too, only that one baby-step at a time. It was hard not to stamp on someone else's feet, but with determination one can achieve the impossible, and it was achieved. I fail to understand why are people in such a hurry to rush out of the hall that it could result into a stampede! chill people. Take a seat till the ones-about-to-miss-their-train clear the way. 

Back at home, As I reminisce over the whole affair, I can proudly claim that going to a movie theater is no less an adventure than any other. It teaches one the importance of anger control/management and sharpens one's communication skills. So, whenever you are too bored with your comfortable life at your home on weekends, do go for a movie at your nearest multiplex.