Top 3 HOT BODS in Indian Movies.

1>Salman Khan - Yes, he is the God Father of body building in Indian movies.Many have come and gone, but nobody can match his style and charisma.He worksout religiously, no matter how heavy his schedule is.He has the perfect lower chest,upper chest,biceps,triceps and lattice.He has inspired crores to hit the gym.And I was one of them.


2>Hrithik Roshan - He came and conquered our hearts.He asked the whole nation "Kaho naa pyaar hai" and we replied back "Kaha naa pyaar hai".His biceps are the sexiest you can find in Indian movies.He might not be bulky but has the perfect slim physique, that makes women go weak on their knees.

3>John Abrahm - I was totally mesmerized when I saw him in "Dostana".I will give him a 5 on 5 for that physique.Perfect abs, chest and arms.Really awesome.And he was really looking like a Greek God in that movie.He has improved his physique a lot, from Jism(where he was very slim).Even in "New York" he looks like a hunk.Good going.
Added as on 18th Feb 2010:
Many of my friends have told me that I have missed Sanjay Dutt in my list of top three hot bods.
But I feel that there are two people in Bollywood who are beyond comparision in terms of looks.
They are :
1)Amitabh Bachchan.
2)Sanjay Dutt.

With friends..........one fine evening

From right to left : Ashish, Apurva, Sushmita and myself.

Well, the sketch was taken at the Portrait house of Cafe Coffee Day(M.G.Road) on 6th Sept 2009

at around 5:30 PM in the evening.I dont know what urged us to go for this..........but we did it.

The shoot was a fun.

Describing it - The room was a small place as it could accomodate three people at the most, but four of us somehow got into it.Sushmita was sitting on Apurva's lap, Ashish was hanging on the right side and I was glued to the wall on the left side.Somehow we popped our heads, as you can see, it seems like somebody has kept Apurva's head on Sushmita's shoulders..............hahahhahahaha.

We were laughing like anything and it took a good amount of time for the cameraman to make us comfortable(silent :)) and take the snap (The main culprit was Sushmita-she was making us laugh).
But I would like to thank Apurva, Sushmita and Ashish for giving me this memory as well as the wonderful day, that we spent together.

Am crazy about Horror Movies

Yes, it is true that I am crazy about horror movies.I live alone but still have an affinity towards these movies......I dont know why. I even dont miss those B-Grade hindi horror movies :)
Thus I have compiled a list of the scary movies, I have seen till date, for others who like these kind of movies.This list will keep growing(I swear):
evil dead 1, 2, 3, 4
saw 1, 2, 3, 4 (Saw 1 & 2 are not for the weak hearts)
jeepers creepers 1, 2 (awesome movies-dont miss these)
vacancy 1, 2
ring 2
grudge 1, 2
mimic 1, 2, 3
hostel 1, 2 (Not for the weak hearts)
wrong turn 1, 2 (Not for the weak hearts)
bride of chucky
ruins
halloween - 1[A Rob Zombie movie](Not for the weak hearts)
halloween - 2[A Rob Zombie movie] - It is not as intense as the first part.
devil's chair
trackman
the hills too have eyes
timber falls
breed
captivity
boogey man 2
slither (this movie is a good timepass but has a weak last 20 mins)
big bag wolf(this movie will make you remember Rahul Roy's Junoon)

N.B. : Please watch these movies alone.

When I write.................

I wrote these lines a long time back, but would like to share it with the world now ,This blog will keep growing :

To start with a couplet on my life which I wrote when it was the darkest phase:
ऐ ज़िन्दगी इतना ना सताया कर
की तुझसे लगे मौत बेहतर

After much of Self Realisation I have accepted the point that I am a BAD HUMAN BEING,
Do you know why:
Because I keep on thinking about the pains inflicted on me by others, but tend to forget the pains I have given to others.

One on love............which I am experiencing now
I heard,I read that falling in love is a deadly disease but I am suffering from a deadlier one - I am not able to fall in love.

I feel you are to certain extent what the world makes you...........or may be the circumstances.

Love is the greatest weakness one can suffer from, it is more deadlier than Cancer......it does not have 1st, 2nd or last stage.

Dadar Biye..........

Rikin is my only elder brother, so there is a special attachment between us, we share a very special bonding.Sorry Rikin, but you are the one who taught me how to smoke.
Well I heard the news from my Mom that he is getting married, so I was thrilled.
The very next morning while I was travelling to office I got a call from Rikin inviting me
to his wedding.He asked me to take few days leave.The wedding was to take place on 22nd Feb 2008.
Well I went straight to my PM and asked for leave.The leave was granted.I was very excited while booking the ticket to KolKatta.The one thing that I demanded from Rikin was a DANCE PARTY, and he said " Toke sob kichu arrange korte hobhe" meaning "You have to arrange everything"(I will write a few words on the Dance Party later).
I reached Kolkatta on 21st Feb, early morning.The weather was pleasant and I liked it.I took a taxi from the railway station, after bargaining the fare which has become a custom in that area.
The taxi driver was a sardar and had an experience of driving taxi on the streets of Kolkatta for more than two decades.
Travelling through the streets of kolkatta in the early morning was quite an experience and refreshed many memories attached with the city.I used to visit the city quite often in my childhood days but now it is impossible due to my heavy schedule.The journey from the railway station to Rikin's house took 40 to 45 mins.
I got a warm welcome at my aunts house (Rikin's Mom is my Fathers's Sister).On 21st night we(BasuDa(Rikin's friend),Rikin and myself) started packing the presents for BhabhiMa(I call her so lovingly) and her family members from 10 pm to 1 am at night.It was a tiring job as we had to pack the gifts and then match them with the list and write the names of the bride's family member.
Pic : At Rikin's house..........before going to Bhabhima's place. (Click on the PIC to get an enlarged view)
But I got a nice sleep that night.Next morning we had to go to Bhabhima's house with the presents.Her house was also in kolkatta but far from Rikin's house.
We carried the presents with us-which is known as TOTWO(forgive my spelling mistake) in bengali. We all were given a warm welcome at BhabhiMa's house and got lots of sweets to eat ---- yummy!! I also played few pranks on her.
I got to see and meet BhabhiMa for the first time and I must admit that Rikin is a helluva lucky guy to get such a beautiful wife, she has much resemblance with bengali film actress - Aparna Sen.
His wedding was a wonderful event and we had loads of fun at Bhabhima's house that night during the "Basor Ghor"- an event where the Groom and his friends spend a night at the Bride's house and they have fun singing, dancing and cracking jokes - this is very popular in bengali culture.But, the one thing that we did the whole night was -- laugh,laugh and laugh.Yup, there was one more thing that we did - we were searching for specific talent in each other.
The next morning it was the Vidai Ceremony - so lots of tears :( sob Sob........
Well that night we had a Dance Party at the terrace where we danced to lots of songs.But Rikin I must complain your friends dont know how to dance.............;) - give them some Salsa classes.
The reception party was held at a place near to our house.It was beautifully decorated with flowers , crystals , some chandeliars.
I wore a lovely Sherwani which I bought in Bangalore and many times I was mistaken as the Groom.........ohhhhh nooooooo.
Well gotta see many beautiful bengali girls but not even a single one who could steal my heart out.......shiiiiiiit.
The couple was looking very good (made for each other) that day, especially.
I enjoyed a lot ---- lots of photographs taken, hot and good food,Baskin & Robins icecreams and good people to interact with.
And moreover I got to see my parents and brother after a long interval of time, so I was the happiest person on earth.
Well bidding adieu was a difficult task but had to do so, as Bangalore was waiting for me.I enjoyed a lot in your wedding Rikin, really .................a lot.

Slumdog Millionaire : Was it worth the accolades and adulation

The story picked up for this movie was the rags-to-riches transformation of an orphan by playing "Who wants to be a Millionaire" hosted by Anil Kapoor and the underlying struggle of the protagonist to see the daylight.It is an Oscar winning movie, but what was it trying to portray? Was it the horrendous circumstances in which the slum people spend there livelihoods in India.Isn't the movie yet another depiction of India as "The Land of Snake Charmers" by the outsiders.There is a mixed feeling among Indians regarding Slumdog Millionaire.While some are gushing and feeling proud, there are many who are groaning with the depiction of the Indian culture.
I admit that it is a proud moment for India that the film got Oscar.But at the same time I feel ashamed as the way our country was depicted in it.
But lets chuck that part out as neither am I here to discuss what the movie is all about nor am I trying to give a synopsis of Slumdog Millionaire.I just want to convey that there were many good Indian movies which deserved an Oscar but couldnt get it.
Well coming to the Oscar part of it I think the movie didn't deserve Oscar.I watched the movie and it made me feel likeit was one of those documentaries that comes out in Doordarshan every now and then.The performances were ordinary.I would like to say that there was not much to do for any of the characters but yes the kids did well considering their age.The brothel scene made me remember of "Sadak", where a forlorn Sanjay Dutt fought for Pooja Bhatt.I think the scene was same in both the movies.There was nothing great about the movie, but one thing that enticed me were the flashbacks and the way the questions in the show were related to the real life events of the protagonist.Now coming to the music for which A.R.Rehamn got oscar,I am sorry to say but the music was moderate type.The maestro hasgiven us numbers that are far better than the one for which he got an Oscar.He is undoubtedly a prodigy, but I think itwas sheer luck that got him the Oscar.
The movie was yet another masala hindi movie with english dialogues amalgamated.I think the english lanuguage was used to globalize the movie.In simple words the move was a tour of the poverty stricken life of a slum dwelling urchin.Some of the scenes which I was unable to digest were:

1)The blind beggar recognising the image on the dollar note.

2)The seperation and reunion of the two lovers(It can happen only in a movie, but that was too weird).

3)The way the protagonist chose the answer for the "Three musketeer" question.
But contemplating a bit I found that there are/were many other movies that could have struck the chord.Some movies to think about are :Taare Zameen par,Chak De,Swadesh and definitely Lagaan.Even I consider Jodhaa Akbar, being an ardent fan of Hrithik.
But what is relevant is that the movie got us Indians, an Oscar and can be considered as one of the most successful movies so far.Thus we Indians have accepted it with dignity......."Jai Ho".

Dad, where are you?

I lost my Dad on 12th june 2008.He went away in front of my eyes and I was helpless.It was the most terrible day of my life.I know, never will I face a grief or sorrow that can match the intensity of the loss.I can never forget the series of incidents that led to the sorrowful event.One fine evening after returning from the office I got a call from my Mom that my Dad is not well.As the days were passing he was becoming more and more fragile.The doctors at my native gave a faint hint that the symptom may be of Brain Tumer.The moment I got the news I became very nervous and pensive so as, what to do.I asked my brother to bring him to Vellore so that he could be treated at Christian Medical College.I took a leave from my office even though I was working in a very challenging project, and had some deadlines to meet.My Project Manager was nice enough to grant me the leave.I went to Vellore few days before my father's arrival for treatment.I made it sure that all the arrangements were done properly - starting from the doctors appointment to the booking of a good hotel.Even I looked out for some good restaurants at the vicinity of the hotel, as myDad loved good food - especially fish(I was totally ignorant of what was going to happen.....).I went to the station to receive my Dad who was escorted by my Mom,brother and aunt.I broke out seeing the condition of my Dad, I had never seen him so fragile in my whole life.I was feeling so pity and helpless.I wanted to tear apart this world for him but I was helpless.At the hospital when we were consulting the doctor, my Mom became nervous and the doctor asked her to leave the chamber.I was sitting there with the doctor who had no idea of my pain and my Dad who was sitting beside me on a wheelchair.The doctor was a moron as he had no humanity and care for others,he was speaking with an attitude which I didnt like and was very sarcastic.He bluntly revealed the fact that my Dad was going to die in a day or two and he did that in front of the patient - my Dad.The doc was a bastard....Well, when we heard that my Dad wont be living more than 4 or 5 days, we thought of taking him back to our native.But as God had it - he collapsed in the train.He was in a subconscious state for the last few days.When he passed away he was on my lap and I was feeding him with water.This is the way I lost the person, whom I used to love the most.I lost the person who taught me how to walk,to run,to eat,to read,towrite,to sleep,to ride,to drive,to take a bath,to fight,to persist,to persevere....to face this world.In short I lost my soul.Dad,I miss you ---- I love you.

The following poem by Shanon Baldi comes to my mind whenever I am alone :

Dad...so many images come to mind

whenever I speak your name;

It seems without you in my life

things have never been the same.

What happened to those lazy days

when I was just a child;

When my life was consumed in you

in your love, and in your smile.

What happened to all those times

when I always looked to you;

No matter what happened in my life

you could make my gray skies blue.

Dad, some days I hear your voice

and turn to see your face;

Yet in my turning...it seems

the sound has been erased.

Dad, who will I turn to for answers

when life does not make sense;

Who will be there to hold me close

when the pieces just don't fit.

Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time

and once more hear your voice;

I'd tell you that out of all the dads

you would still be my choice.

Please always know I love you

and no one can take your place;

Years may come and go

but your memory will never be erased.

Today, God, as You are listening

in your home above;

Would you go and find my dad

and give him all my love.

I wanted to become a model.

Well, it seems to be the title of a movie "I wanted to become a model".Yes it is true that I wanted to become a model but destiny had something else in store for me.I wanted it because of my 6'2" height and my physique,I wanted to walk the ramp but here I am sitting in front of my laptop for hours.But the most interesting part of it is that I am very very happy.........Yes I am, with what I am doing now.