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Correct me if I am wrong, but the most common answers to any Indian’s favourite movie would be: Andaz apna apna, Dilwale dulhania le jayenge, Welcome, Dil chahta hai, Queen, etc. etc. (This list is mine actually).  I am writing this blog post on a movie which was suggested by one of our close family friends. More like family actually. Ginni Aneja, (Feels too odd to call you aunty now that I am old).  So here we go! The movie starts with a bit of a tour of London, where Chaudhry Baldev Singh is seen feeding the pigeons (odd hobby, but he is Amrish Puri). He is shown as a stricter version of Alok Nath, A no-nonsense man. He has a lot of love in him, but only and only for India. Like he has so much of love for India that there is a scene in which he receives a letter from his childhood friend Ajit from Punjab and he can actually smell the letter to sense the apne desh ki mitti ki khushboo. While Laajo  in serious doubts if he even remembers what frag...

When people are asked about the mistakes of their lives, it takes them in a flashback. The most common ones are relationships, careers, decisions, marriage, habits etc. The biggest mistake of my life is that I am an ambivert. According to the dictionary it means, a person who has a balance of extrovert and introvert features in their personality. According to me, it is a dog/bitch who is a tiger in his own street. To elaborate more, ambiverts would sometimes get confused to call a spade, a spade. Their most common answer to any question is, “I don’t know.”  If you are at a gathering and you observe someone who is quiet, it doesn’t mean that he/she is an introvert. They very well can be an ambivert. They find their space in a room full of idiots, they have conversations with themselves when these idiots are having discussions about the lamest topics.  I should be honest here, at family gatherings people have noticed my silence. But in my head, I am ord...

Agar pyaar dosti hai, then why didn’t Rahul end up with Anjali in the first place? The writers, directors, the whole crew was smoking some real bad stuff. The script had the protagonist, Rahul quoting, “Pyar dosti hai...agar woh meri sab se achchi dost nahin ban sakti, to main usse kabhi pyar kar hi nahi sakta ... kyun ki dosti bina toh pyar hota hi nahin ... simple, pyar dosti hai.  And then rather than falling for his best friend, he falls for Tina who just makes him go head over heels. Without noticing the best friend shedding tears or making desperate attempts to make Rahul for him. Anjali leaves Rahul and Tina in peace (a heartbroken escapist).  Time flies and we have Tina on her death bed asking Rahul to find happiness and solace and to take care of their 8 year old daughter Anjali (Rahul was high throughout to notice Tina giving him subtle hints about his best friend). Tina dies, leaving Rahul’s mother and little Anjali to play cupid between ...

“The last time we spoke, you asked me to move on, to get married. You joked about how you wanted to have good food and enjoy looking at someone getting sacrificed. Do you remember how I wanted to let the whole world know about us but you stopped me? Do you remember, that you never stood by me when your possessive best friend wanted us to call it off? Well amidst those fights, your nonchalant behaviour, I fell out of this relationship. Moving on, My family is really happy that I am open to the thought of marriage. The funny part is that I am on every online matrimonial portal available but looks like I am not the only one there. My dad recently showed me a few photos and profiles of some shortlisted prospects. Looks like your elder brother has also made it to the top 3 of my Mom, Dad and aunt's preferences. Oops! Looks like the Tequila started talking instead of me! Gtg! Have a great night!” 

It is a horrible feeling when someone calls you slow, I was definitely not dyslexic. I had bullied the tube light all this while and looks like karma was giving me a taste of my own medicine. The tube light flickered and lit up the whole room in a while, the light bulb tried to open his eyes, and breathed his last. 

Dear voice in my head, Is a thank you, going to be good enough for you?  More than an inner voice, you have been a soulmate to me. As weird as it sounds, it is the truth.  Thank you for the times when I felt lost in the crowd and when I turned around, you were right there.  Thank you for being humorous, For the times I said what I wanted to (even if it was never out loud). For the times I had evil plans for each individual but unlike an Indian tele series it was just between the two of us. For the times when I was misunderstood by many but not by you.  Thank you for not letting my ego control your voice.  Thank you for being that voice that didn’t use words some times.  There have been times when I didn’t make plans according to you. Thank you, that you didn’t follow others and say, “I told you so.”  Also, Thank you for making me believe that the waiter was walking towards me with my order (It wasn’t MINE!). Thank you fo...