30th June...
New Delhi....
This is last day of my stay at Delhi.... Nice place.. with excess of beautiful girls.. i was almost confused for last one month.. where to look.. whom to look... was saved so many times getting run off by speeding cars......which i wish would have... before waking up this morning...
This morning I started flipping through news paper.. what made me sad was an article published on bottom of front page in one of the leading news paper...It goes like these....
Maintenance for Live in Partner
New Delhi: A woman in a live-in relation ship should be entitled to maintenance if she is deserted by her man ,the national commission for Women has said . In far reaching recommendation to the ministry of women and child development, the commission has sought a change in the definition of "Wife"- as described in Section 125 CrPC, which deals with the maintenance- and suggested that it include women involved in a live-in relationships.
NCW also sought another significant amendment to Section 125,saying that said adultery should no longer be a ground for denying maintenance to a woman.
Now let me read between the lines :
Maintenance for Live in Partner ( with picture of two love birds standing on broken heart..i hope it was not meant for any sadistic pleasure)
It was the first news i read and soon got unsettled... ... reading ahead....
NewDelhi: A woman in a live-in relation ship should be entitled to maintenance if she is deserted by her man( no mention of what happens if she dumps her man) ,the national commission for Women has said( i wish there was some commission for Men too). In far reaching recommendation to the ministry of women and child development, the commission has sought a change in the definition of "Wife"( i hope they have not changed definition of husband.... any way even if it happens ..it would be more meaningful then present one....now all selfish people in love need to check whether girl friend is exempted from definition of wife or next time you express your love to female and get informed by law that she is your legal wife..... i hope its still an independent term), - as described in Section 125 CrPC, which deals with the maintenance- and suggested that it include women involved in a live-in relationships.
And now ... Married men please be aware....
NCW also sought another significant amendment to Section 125,saying that said adultery should no longer be a ground for denying maintenance to a woman. ( now see what would happen..man has live in relation ship.. female proves... becomes his law full wife... now man want to separate and walks over her or in other case she dumps him.. in both condition she gets maintenance, and even she plans to have multiple relation ship ( i.e., adultery... literal meaning infidelity, disloyalty, betrayal... she can still walk away with maintenance........... so she earns, if employed.. is paid maintenance by ex-boyfriend/ ex-husband... and is supported by current relationship.. why do some relation ship need so much of maintenance...)
Article also says few more para.. but of no use... its just repetition... but the real issue i see here is my belief in idea of live in relation ship under serious threat.... if i start living with some female.. she would be bigger threat then legally wedded wife....tomorrow she walks over me for some one and i have to pay for their romance...
But think about the apathy of man presently having live in relation ship with a prostitute.... and think about all the concept of keep... and now some seriously thinking... about Vikarm Bhaat if taken to law....will have to maintain his divorced wife, maintain Sushmita sen.. and now also Amisha Patel... .... imagine if aishwarya rai was not wedded to Abhisek bachaan.. so there would have been.. Mark Robinsoon, Salman Khan, Vivek Oberoi and Abhishek Bachhan to maintain her... Jesus... Such an Expensive Affair.. .........
So finally a black day of Live In relationships has arrived.. need for some other concept... i guess contract marriage.... I hope National Commission for Women have yet not thought about it...
Guys time to rush to court.... need to carry current dated stamp paper( hope fully u don't buy one printed by Abdul Karim Telgi) of minimum rupee 100... you never know when u are in love.......
...................................... finally.....liberated females have arrived.....
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
When Alcohol Is Must.....
24th June, 2008
New Delhi....
Lets go back to my Undergraduate Days.... wow...every body would feel about it.. but me.. oh no... i was almost 25 when i entered architecture.. thanks to my girlfriend who wanted to see me as an architect...she is no more with me ...she turned out to be wiser then i could have expected her to be... ( I was around with, kids 8 years younger to me.... so usually i would feel like uncle to them.. thanks to my physical growth which had stopped at early 21 and i managed all five years looking young among kids...except the age jokes i never felt as old as i was.... ) So i was in my third year(2003)... and had shifted to Ramtek ( college is at out skirts of this small town near Nagpur.. in Maharastra.. ) .... any body qualifying for graduation from this place requires either to be sinful in early age, past life or is destined to be one, i assure u ...even if u fail there after to visit any holy place in your life time .. any sinful act of u r's is u r lawful right...
So back to story...
I had few friend's whom still i cherish, and am still friends with them,. all were my class mates.. I would introduce four of them in this article and few more in near future...
We had our final exams.... thats sixth semester... and my two good friends..
meet... Avinash, a brilliant architect and Kirti, an all rounder( i u feel to be robbed by u r self then please take him as company to get drunk).... and Me, Karim...all three had this glorious time of celebrating end of every subject exam by getting drunk, it was almost a rule. But as our resources were limited, we would kill our thirst by obeying our limited budget.. but we never let down vijay mallaya by not celebrating the grand occasion. But as good time comes to an end.. every one was running short of money.. and a fear of disturbing our digestive system was frustrating.. and finally it happened..and all three of us did not had any money... no money means no money.. even beggars in Ramtek were richer then us by their standards...
We had still one more occasion to celebrate before we go home.. after our last exam,we three looked dejectedly at each other and left to our respective places ( they both stayed on campus hostel.. and me a day scholar )... same day.. at 3 PM in the summer of May month.. there was a thunder storm on my door as some body was in great rush to barge ...i was sleeping and so i did not wanted even Rakhi Sawant to disturb me... so job was left to my room mate, Nitin, he opens the door and soon i am woken up by Kirti and Avinash.... Avinash" abey kya soo raha hai bey... chal daru pete hai.." i was happily shocked to hear that...but then collecting back my senses... i asked him" abey paise kidhar se aye..." Kirti and Avinash looked at each other as they have won wimblolden mens double. and both together" who hume hostel ke teen gadhe (Mattress) bech diye"... Me... "kya.. kiske.. kisko... ( i hope ekta kapoor , karan johar or rakesh roshan do not open my blog)....Avinash"abey mishra ka, kranti ka or pratimesh ka.. "( exept mishra other two are my batch mates and mishra the 'coolest' dude of my batch , also my class mate, deserves a complete dedicated chapter, exclusively to his character, an unique one .. thanks Kunal for saving me from mishra....Kunal, a very good friend of mine, my roomie in hostel and right now i am posting this article from his place)... instead of thinking were all three would sleep , i shamelessly inquired the amount collected..it was mere 150/- .... i told them i don't have any remains of money and which we needed more .. i was actually calculating the amount we need to buy alcohol, snacks and cold drink... 150/- impossible.... suddenly a notion of calling out for some heavenly help went across my mind.. trust me there was One... i saw Nitin going out... so i asked him "kaha ja rahah hai.." Nitin " soap karidne...".. i instantly wanted to believe in presence of heavenly help... " kitne ka kahridhga" i asked.. " 20 rupees ka... " he replied... i jumped out of my bed.. ran to my bag.. took out a soap and handing over to him i said" de 20 rupees.." my partners in crime could sign relief as our grand total had swelled by 20 valuable rupees ...i thanked Nitin for his humanitarian concern and for his timely help.. as the soap was not his brand but he would tolerate it for being a friend in need....
We 3 came out... discussing how we could wisely spend the money...finally we figured out... 2 bottles of cheapest alcohol.. no not desi... no cold drinks.... and then there was main issue about snacks...
so we went to near by grocery shop and bought snacks worth 20 rupees.... and as i was about to pay him i instinctly obliged him for making payment latter... and by this time i guess many more heavenly powers have taken up my request, he agreed... so here we are .... 3 good friends with 170/- rupees and Yamaha full with petrol ... and snack worth rupees 20/-.......
We bought Imperial blue ... 55/- per nip and we bought 3 ,managed to save 5 rupees.... next question was were would we party..only near by dhabas( small eatery joints on the outskirts ) are suitable.. so we started to look for the closest on..thats " kargil" few kilometers away....on highway... stretching ourselves on delicate Yamaha.. in scorching sun of May...
When we reached dhaba.. we settled down and asked for the cold water .. that's only what would have come for free....... but here we ran out of luck ... what we were offered was tank full of water in open ground, left with no choice we agreed... this outdoor tanks are usually used for bathing and sanitation ....... in no case water was potable.... so our party started..over three bottles of alcohol....three glasses... little snacks.... and hot water... with suspended particles...
The party went on till we finished all three... bottles... we discussed lot over glass of hot alcohol.. i can hardly recollect any thing... but all three of us still remember our drinking passion....had vijay mallaya been informed....we could have won bravery award .. for dealing meticulously with our difficult times....Mishra still complains over his mattress funding our religious act of getting drunk... Mishra ... thanks.... Avinash still likes to recall and laugh over it... Kirti do remember it..... for me it is now to share with everybody who comes across it...
New Delhi....
Lets go back to my Undergraduate Days.... wow...every body would feel about it.. but me.. oh no... i was almost 25 when i entered architecture.. thanks to my girlfriend who wanted to see me as an architect...she is no more with me ...she turned out to be wiser then i could have expected her to be... ( I was around with, kids 8 years younger to me.... so usually i would feel like uncle to them.. thanks to my physical growth which had stopped at early 21 and i managed all five years looking young among kids...except the age jokes i never felt as old as i was.... ) So i was in my third year(2003)... and had shifted to Ramtek ( college is at out skirts of this small town near Nagpur.. in Maharastra.. ) .... any body qualifying for graduation from this place requires either to be sinful in early age, past life or is destined to be one, i assure u ...even if u fail there after to visit any holy place in your life time .. any sinful act of u r's is u r lawful right...
So back to story...
I had few friend's whom still i cherish, and am still friends with them,. all were my class mates.. I would introduce four of them in this article and few more in near future...
We had our final exams.... thats sixth semester... and my two good friends..
meet... Avinash, a brilliant architect and Kirti, an all rounder( i u feel to be robbed by u r self then please take him as company to get drunk).... and Me, Karim...all three had this glorious time of celebrating end of every subject exam by getting drunk, it was almost a rule. But as our resources were limited, we would kill our thirst by obeying our limited budget.. but we never let down vijay mallaya by not celebrating the grand occasion. But as good time comes to an end.. every one was running short of money.. and a fear of disturbing our digestive system was frustrating.. and finally it happened..and all three of us did not had any money... no money means no money.. even beggars in Ramtek were richer then us by their standards...
We had still one more occasion to celebrate before we go home.. after our last exam,we three looked dejectedly at each other and left to our respective places ( they both stayed on campus hostel.. and me a day scholar )... same day.. at 3 PM in the summer of May month.. there was a thunder storm on my door as some body was in great rush to barge ...i was sleeping and so i did not wanted even Rakhi Sawant to disturb me... so job was left to my room mate, Nitin, he opens the door and soon i am woken up by Kirti and Avinash.... Avinash" abey kya soo raha hai bey... chal daru pete hai.." i was happily shocked to hear that...but then collecting back my senses... i asked him" abey paise kidhar se aye..." Kirti and Avinash looked at each other as they have won wimblolden mens double. and both together" who hume hostel ke teen gadhe (Mattress) bech diye"... Me... "kya.. kiske.. kisko... ( i hope ekta kapoor , karan johar or rakesh roshan do not open my blog)....Avinash"abey mishra ka, kranti ka or pratimesh ka.. "( exept mishra other two are my batch mates and mishra the 'coolest' dude of my batch , also my class mate, deserves a complete dedicated chapter, exclusively to his character, an unique one .. thanks Kunal for saving me from mishra....Kunal, a very good friend of mine, my roomie in hostel and right now i am posting this article from his place)... instead of thinking were all three would sleep , i shamelessly inquired the amount collected..it was mere 150/- .... i told them i don't have any remains of money and which we needed more .. i was actually calculating the amount we need to buy alcohol, snacks and cold drink... 150/- impossible.... suddenly a notion of calling out for some heavenly help went across my mind.. trust me there was One... i saw Nitin going out... so i asked him "kaha ja rahah hai.." Nitin " soap karidne...".. i instantly wanted to believe in presence of heavenly help... " kitne ka kahridhga" i asked.. " 20 rupees ka... " he replied... i jumped out of my bed.. ran to my bag.. took out a soap and handing over to him i said" de 20 rupees.." my partners in crime could sign relief as our grand total had swelled by 20 valuable rupees ...i thanked Nitin for his humanitarian concern and for his timely help.. as the soap was not his brand but he would tolerate it for being a friend in need....
We 3 came out... discussing how we could wisely spend the money...finally we figured out... 2 bottles of cheapest alcohol.. no not desi... no cold drinks.... and then there was main issue about snacks...
so we went to near by grocery shop and bought snacks worth 20 rupees.... and as i was about to pay him i instinctly obliged him for making payment latter... and by this time i guess many more heavenly powers have taken up my request, he agreed... so here we are .... 3 good friends with 170/- rupees and Yamaha full with petrol ... and snack worth rupees 20/-.......
We bought Imperial blue ... 55/- per nip and we bought 3 ,managed to save 5 rupees.... next question was were would we party..only near by dhabas( small eatery joints on the outskirts ) are suitable.. so we started to look for the closest on..thats " kargil" few kilometers away....on highway... stretching ourselves on delicate Yamaha.. in scorching sun of May...
When we reached dhaba.. we settled down and asked for the cold water .. that's only what would have come for free....... but here we ran out of luck ... what we were offered was tank full of water in open ground, left with no choice we agreed... this outdoor tanks are usually used for bathing and sanitation ....... in no case water was potable.... so our party started..over three bottles of alcohol....three glasses... little snacks.... and hot water... with suspended particles...
The party went on till we finished all three... bottles... we discussed lot over glass of hot alcohol.. i can hardly recollect any thing... but all three of us still remember our drinking passion....had vijay mallaya been informed....we could have won bravery award .. for dealing meticulously with our difficult times....Mishra still complains over his mattress funding our religious act of getting drunk... Mishra ... thanks.... Avinash still likes to recall and laugh over it... Kirti do remember it..... for me it is now to share with everybody who comes across it...
Sunday, June 22, 2008
The 3 Mistkes of My life... by Chetan Bhagat...
New Delhi, 22nd June 2008.....
Recently i completed new read.. by Chetan Bagat....author of Five Point Some One and One Night At Call Center... Firstly i could read original copy as its available for 95 Rs in stores and if u are authentic miser but still want to own copy for self. then u can bargain it for 75 Rs.. thats lowest.. till date..
I have read all three.. but buy my words.. Five Point... is still the best by Chetan.. I hope he returns to the old flavor soon....
The 3 Mistake is story not about chetan but about 3 friends and revolves around in Ahmedabad....
Since i am presently located in Ahmedabad and had been to all the places mentioned in the read... it was quite relative for me..but any body out of ahmedabad ...its not going to be all that fun...As author fails to explain the 'pols of Ahmedabad" and little details which could have served better purpose...
Any way .. story is all about friend ship, riots, betrayal, Modi Politics and earthquake..
The missing part pf the narrative by Chetan Bhagat is, his signature style of sarcasm... its not appealing.. any way nice read for pastime but not to keep for.....
The best part of the read is when the character of story criticize the life style in pols of Ahmedabad.. how hard you try to make few senior citizens of Ahmedabad understand... but they won't buy your opinion that life in pol is not worth living.. Old city of Ahmedabad need to be redeveloped.... i hope they buy this book or go to pol and stay there of few days ..till they are blessed by their consciousness...........
If you buy this read and t like i .. please it to few Armageddon's of pol... who live in luxurious apartments of new city and travel by car.. adding to fiscal deficit of nation.. may good faith prevail to their soul...
Recently i completed new read.. by Chetan Bagat....author of Five Point Some One and One Night At Call Center... Firstly i could read original copy as its available for 95 Rs in stores and if u are authentic miser but still want to own copy for self. then u can bargain it for 75 Rs.. thats lowest.. till date..
I have read all three.. but buy my words.. Five Point... is still the best by Chetan.. I hope he returns to the old flavor soon....
The 3 Mistake is story not about chetan but about 3 friends and revolves around in Ahmedabad....
Since i am presently located in Ahmedabad and had been to all the places mentioned in the read... it was quite relative for me..but any body out of ahmedabad ...its not going to be all that fun...As author fails to explain the 'pols of Ahmedabad" and little details which could have served better purpose...
Any way .. story is all about friend ship, riots, betrayal, Modi Politics and earthquake..
The missing part pf the narrative by Chetan Bhagat is, his signature style of sarcasm... its not appealing.. any way nice read for pastime but not to keep for.....
The best part of the read is when the character of story criticize the life style in pols of Ahmedabad.. how hard you try to make few senior citizens of Ahmedabad understand... but they won't buy your opinion that life in pol is not worth living.. Old city of Ahmedabad need to be redeveloped.... i hope they buy this book or go to pol and stay there of few days ..till they are blessed by their consciousness...........
If you buy this read and t like i .. please it to few Armageddon's of pol... who live in luxurious apartments of new city and travel by car.. adding to fiscal deficit of nation.. may good faith prevail to their soul...
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