Posts Tagged ‘bakwas’

Hi.. you must be wondering why I compared crap to Ra.One when we all know which is worse… and why I wrote metallica and the other two words in the same line… Reason is simple, I am a regular guy, or in this case, a not-so-regular guy who hasn’t seen both.

A few weeks back, when I was cleaning my home for the much awaited Diwali, I came to know that India is going to host F1 racing and there will be a Metallica concert as well, pardon my poor GK, I was too busy doing nothing maybe! So all I could say was “ok” and I went back to my work. Not that I am not a fan of rock, in fact I love listening to zepplin but metallica I wasn’t really fond of. So weren’t my friends, but suddenly liking metallica became a trend. It was just like that “Hate Justin beiber” wave that spread once.

As I said, I am a regular guy, I have around 400 Facebook friends which is a symbol of a good profile according to people, so I could see the trend there too. It wasn’t even over when shahrukh khan started promoting his movie in which he was playing a superhero. I wasn’t really interested in watching another movie with a superhero in it, but the promos aroused my curiosity and I thought, “Let’s give it a try” but before I could think of buying the tickets the first day first show of the movie happened (luckily I didn’t get it’s tickets) and all I could hear from my friends was “the movie is crap!” call it Facebook effect but my friends who won’t even agree to the fact that light travels the fastest, agreed to the point that Ra.One sucks. I wanted to see the movie but going for it now would spoil my image in my friends. All I can see on the internet is the bad reviews of the movie.

When you see Facebook, “ABC and 33 other friends posted about Diwali” such posts are common… so is that what we want? To be a part of those 33 other people? When the metallica concert got cancelled, everyone is dissing the media and rest are cursing the public. Some blog posts are getting popular and some quotes are spreading like viral. But the fact is, not more than 30% percent of the people have actually listened to many metallica tracks and rest are just being a part of the mob. I still have sympathy with the true rock fans who missed that. I still have sympathy with people who wanted to celebrate Diwali with Ra.One and got something else. But what I see there is less genuineness and more imitation.

As I always say “by imitating people we only take humanity back to where we evolved from” so it’s time to do something new, something different and something good (and hopefully one thing that combines all three)

Let’s just end this nonsense with one thing.. what you read was neither my anger nor my frustration… it wasn’t something to laugh at, neither did I want to make you cry. What I wished was to convey a simple message, the virtual life is deceptive, being updated is different and following the trend is different. So forget metallica and Ra.one (unless you wasted your money in it 😛 ) and choose something which people aren’t talking much about (let’s say my blog).. Who knows If you set your own trend! 😀

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And thus it all ends!

 

 

Hello again friends..
Still can’t believe i got such an amazing response on Preeto Part Two, thanks for that 🙂
Maximum likes till date on my blog posts and still counting.. so with this post i bring an end to the Preeto Trilogy and well.. my pathetic hindi kavitas 😛
If you’re new/lost, plz read Preeto part one and Preeto Part Two before you proceed..
and when you’re done, tell me if u liked it.. i know some pretty good psychiatrists 🙂
and yes.. this one is not that funny (actually not at all funny), i just had to put an end to it.. and thanks again.. my blog visiter counter hit 1000 yesterday 🙂

Go..

Kahani hai ye us din ki jab shuru hui meri barbadi..
Hu mai wo badnaseeb jis se hui thi Preeto ki shadi..
Khush aise hua tha jaise mil gaya mujhe mera pyar..
Aise laga tha jaise lakhon khushiyan ghar aai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Dekhta tha use roz use ghar se nikalte..
Kai bar aankh mari use maine chalte chalte..
Lagta tha jaise marti thi wo mujhpe..
Uske bap se fir kah k maine shadi ki bat chalai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Chakkar tha kisi lalluchand k sath uska..
Wo bechara isi k gham me is duniya se khiska..
Mujhe kya pata tha kya chakkar hai is kahani k peechhe..
Tab bhi na samjha jab iske khunkhar bap ne kara di iski sagai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Mujhe laga waqt hai kharab par karte hai hum pyar..
Bhag jate hai sath chhod k dukan aur ghar bar..
Lagta tha basayenge kahin aur apna aashiyana..
Isi chudail chakkar me kar li ikatthi apni sari kamai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Bhag gaye jo ghar se, socha karenge koi kam..
Dhoond nhi payega bap hume iska, janta kaun hai humara nam..
Mujhe nahi pata tha karti thi bap ko call wo roz..
Maine to khareeda ghar aur FD bhi iske nam karayi..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai…

Khushi khushi nikal rhe the din kat rahi thi raten..
Karta tha kam mai usse sawal, puchi nhi purani koi baten..
Lagta tha niklegi aise hi zindagi..
Kya pata tha man me us dayan ne koi aur hi chal chalai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Pahucha jab bal katke apne ghar ek din..
Soona sa laga ghar mujhe us preeto k bin..
Gaur se dekha to saaf ho gya tha sab kuch..
Kyu ki thi usne mujh se shadi ab bat meri samajh aayi..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Paise to door chhodi nahi usne ek thali..
Kar gayi wo bandit queen mera poora ghar khali..
Socha karu police me report aur bhagu apne shahar..
Par us kameeni ne meri FD bhi bank se tudwai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Pahucha jaise taise m apne shahar mila uske bap ko..
Dekhke mujhe bola wo kameena, pahchana nahi mai aapko..
Maine lagaya thappad aur diya ek ghoosa..
Bola sale dekh gaur se mai hu tera jawai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Barbad kiya kitno ko tumne jaise ho ye koi khel..
Le kar aaya hu m police, karwaunga sab ko jail..
Wo to mil gaya ab dhundna tha us preeto ko..
Lagaya inaam 50000 ka tabhi wo preeto hath aayi..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Sab pahuche andar ab ho gaya tha insaaf..
Par meri tarah us preeto ne kiye the kitno k ghar saf..
Kholi maine dukan apni fir se par man me tha dard kahin..
Ab to dekh k mujhe hansta h wo pados ka sand halwai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..

Mile ab koi bhi par preeto thi kuch khas..
Par us lalluchand ki tarah mera bhi ab pyar se uth gaya vishwas..
Pata h mujhe kavita ho gayi boring par thi ye dukhbhari kahani..
Us preeto k chakkar me barbad ho gayi meri jawani..
Fir bhi karta hu khatam ise yahin, maf karna jo aapne comedy ki aas lagai..
Par han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..
Han mai hi hun wo badnaseeb nai..!!!

thanks for reading.. your appreciation to preeto part one and two was phenomenal, plz cope up with part three 😛
Cheers!

hello all.. Well every friend of mine who read my blog had one thing to say.. “why don’t u write in hindi”.. So i thought, given that i have a very limited scope with good vocab in my mothertongue.. Why not write some senseless comedy.. So here u go.. I would even used hindi varnmala but that would have taken a hell lot of time.. Read and think why did u read..! 🙂

Ye dard bhari dastan hai ek bigde hue bap ki..
Jab suni to aakhen bhar aayi..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Waqt nikla hi kitna hai jab tu thi ek chhoti bachchi..
Ab jo kah rha hu bat h wo sachchi..
Ek zamana tha…
Jab roz mere hatho se hoti thi teri sutai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

College tu jati thi..
Fir der se ghar aati thi..
Mai to rhta tha tunn..
Par tu kabhi kabhi karti thi padhai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Aate jate launde tujhe chhedte..
Uske bad tere bhai milke unki khal the udhedte..
Tere chakkar me kitni ki mere awara ladko ne ladai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Itni bar chale tere chakkar..
Bhagi tu char bar ghar se, wapas aayi jab hui car se takkar..
Kaisi kismat h meri..
Pasand aaya bhi tujhe to wo pados ka nai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Karti thi tu zid kabhi mangi tune car..
Kitna bhi samjhaya tere bheje me nhi ghusa har bar..
Tujhe nhi pata..
Mai to tha nithalla teri ma karti thi kamai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Gati thi ghar me tu pareshan hote the hum..
Padosiyon ko lagta tha phat gya koi bum..
Ek bar to dog catcher aa gaye the mohalle me..
Tere gane k chakkar me kitne kutto ne jan gawai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Tu ja rhi h apne sasural..
Sale pareshan kare to baith jana anshan pe ya kar dena hadtal..
Pati ko rkhna mutthi me..
Sas kare dukhi to kar dena kutai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Ab kahne ko nhi hai kuch aur bacha..
Ab tu ja aur pati ko ungliyon pe nacha..
Kavita karta hu band..
Ab Isi me hai meri bhalai..
O meri preeto, tu kyu hui parayi!

Hope u didn’t like it.. If u did, go see a psychiatrist.. Thanku 🙂