13-Sep-2010

You are a Hyderabadi if...

Disclaimer: You might have seen this in one of the forward mails. I just added few more points to it.


1. Your address reads as 23-404-32/67A-43 (New MCH number 56-678/4A/B-22), while you actually live in the second house beside Zamzam cafe in lane behind Anand Theatre on SP Road.

2. You end up buying only a salwar kameez, whether it is a theatre workshop, food mela consumer expo, designer jewellery show, science show or an automobile convention.

3. Your street has at least one roadside mobile hotel that serves Chinese delicacies such as "Vegetable soft needles", "Navrotten Kurma", "Chicken Manchewurea" or "American Chompsee".

4. Your answer is ’seedha chale jao’ when somebody asks you for directions, whether it is to Malakpet, Masab Tank, Malkajgiri or Moosapet.

5. You come across tailors sporting the board: "Immidiot delivery in two days onli."

6.You can speak Hindi, Urdu, hyderabadi hinglish, except Telugu, fluently.

7.You ask the waiter to get you some ’Mango pickle’ even if you are sitting at a lavish continental banquet dinner with exotic Chinese, Mexican,Italin and Lebanese cuisines.

9. You order for a tea just after having had a Caramel custard.

10. You have at least one cousin, friend, colleague or acquaintance in the US in software.

11. Everytime somebody gives you a piece of good news, the first thing you ask them is ’Party kab hain?’

12. You refer to any past as ’parso’, be it yesterday or long before three hundred years.

13. You call 11 AM as "subah subah."

14. You label your boss as ’Dimakh Kharab’

15. You are 15 minutes late and you feel you are on time.

16. You look at the fixed price stand and still ask ’dene ka bolo’

17. You are reading this and secretly admitting that you are, after all, a true blue Hyderabadi.....


And a little more to it from my side. You are a hyderabadi if


18. You are at the cross roads waiting for the opposite lane's signal to turn red instead of looking for yours to turn green.


19. You shout at the fellow commuter “Dekh ke nai chal sakthe kya?” after you just jumped the signal and took a right turn where it is not allowed.


20. You run across the busy roads instead of using the foot over bridge...


21. You see a religious construction in the middle of the road and made it an island instead of moving it to the road side.

22. You eat biryani more than white rice.

23. You see a 5-seater auto carrying 20 passengers in it.

24. You can go to a cafe and say "Chotu!! Ek garam chai aur do biskata (biscuits) laarey."

25. You see a manhole in the middle of the road which is way above the road level or below it.

26. Finally, you are a true hyderabadi if even in the midst of all these chaos, you feel like Hyderabad is the best place in this world to live.

17-Aug-2010

Gone are the days...



..when I used to reach the college before anyone else and write love quotes on the board with a hope that she notices it. The days when the quotes reached the top of her desk and if nothing works, there was always the excuse of borrowing her notes to cover up the missed class and write the same quote again in the last page of her book.

Gone are the days…

…when I saved the pocket money, hide it in my book shelves waiting for the bday of that special gal. The days when I used to roam around all the gift shops across the town to find a nice gift to present the gal on that spl day. The days when I saw a greeting, remembered the quote in it just for the sake of using the same in my custom made greeting.

Gone are the days…

.. when I nervously dialed her landline early in the morning to wish her but mumbled something and hung up the phone when heard her father’s voice instead of her’s. The days when I waited and stopped on her way to college and gave the gift. The days when a look of her made me reach the sky and a smile from her brought that twinkling stars down to the earth.

Time has changed and so do the ways of xpressing the love. Now I know her family like never before, every member of her family wishes me on my every bday. But one thing that never changed is my love for her and her friendship towards me.

Wishing a very happy bday to u.. my swt lil kid and of course to myself as well. Hope u liked the bouquet that I ordered on net and sent it across to you. Yup, time has changed.

Worldz becoming smaller by each passing day but unfortunately always larger enough to separate you from me.

09-Jul-2010

Media.... Dare to....

Disclaimer: Well, I googled for “Disclaimer” and it read something like this.. Law a statement denying knowledge of something”. So whatever s*** I talk, u r not supposed to shout out. And therz nothing humorous in this post. Keep away if you are xpecting one.


I respect media and adore them for bringing out the truth. Unfortunately, I have to think twice when I try to repeat the same statement by prefixing media with the word Indian. Doesn’t matter what the medium is.. Print, Television, Web…. Really vexed up with the coverage they give to unnecessary news. In fact, we can’t even call it a news but rather the media creates news out of anything.


Recently I saw an article on a so called Andhra website with a tag line Dare to Write. The title of the article read “Ramesh Prasad’s Angry With Rajamouli?”.(Don’t worry abt who Prasad or Rajamouli is, keep in mind they are high profile celebrities.) Fine… for any layman like me, it sounds as if there might be some misunderstanding between Ramesh Prasad and Rajamouli and the question mark at the end indicates that these website guys are doubtful abt the reason behind that. Great… now read this article…


It is natural to wonder why the soft spoken, reserved, controversy free head of Prasad groups, Ramesh Prasad is very furious with Rajamouli.

Well, if a person as important as the heart to the group is being sent away, who would not be furious. There is no one in the industry who doesn’t know about Nagineedu, the man who works in Prasad Labs. The work of the Hyderabad unit happens under the monitoring of Nagineedu and it is heard that his only desire in life is to become an actor. Nagineedu is a distant relative to Ramesh Prasad. Though he has the urge to act, it is heard that due to the hectic work at the Labs, he has been killing his desire. However, he did act in one Tamil film and it is now said that Rajamouli saw that and roped in Nagineedu for an important character in his new film ‘Maryada Ramanna’.

Though Sunil’s character is titled ‘Ram’, the buzz is that Nagineedu has got the title character. Doing a small role in Rajamouli film is a great recognition so one can imagine what happens when one does a title role. So, the chances are that Nagineedu might get quite busy with offers once ‘Maryada Ramanna’ releases.(wow!!.. wat an optimistic media) This will compel him to move out of the Prasad Labs and definitely, Ramesh Prasad cannot get another Nagineedu in a short span.

That’s why, many are talking that though he may not express his displeasure in open, he would surely be miffed with Rajamouli from inside.

Hell with that question mark… these guys actually concluded that Mr Prasad would surely be miffed with Rajamouli. The film is not released yet, no one knows the potential of Nagineedu as an actor, doesn’t know if his character gets the recognition, doesn’t know if he really be flooded with offers that he might get away from Prasad labs. But this f***ked up media reaches to a conclusion with some dumb logical explanation which always includes hell lot of mays and mights. Keep in mind that I’m not trying to promote or demote the film. Thatz a different ball game.


The same day I read another article about anchor Jhansi. If you watch telugu channels this is a fairly popular household name. The article titled “Jhansi’s 'Rendo Pelli' Soon?”(Jhansi’s second marriage soon). Fine… she has broke up with her husband long back and shez getting ready for a second marriage. Keeping aside if this is true or not, considering itz totally her personal life, what is the need to describe her body structure in the article. Thatz disgusting guys.


Now, this one is from a TV show.. a special show for Half an hour in prime time. “బోనీ కపూర్ పై విరుచుకుపడిన రాం గోపాల్ వర్మ”(Ram Gopal Varma is furious about Boney Kapoor)…..well, the only mistake RGV has done is to express his feelings about Sridevi in his personal blog. An excerpt from his blog:

So, straight from her super stardom and magazine covers and her dazzling beauty on the silver screen, I saw her in Boney’s house serving tea like an ordinary housewife. I hated Boney Kapoor for bringing that angel from heaven down to being just an ordinary housewife.

And quoting the above paragraph this channel was confident enuf to say that RGV is not at all happy with Boney Kapoor because hez not allowing Sridevi to act. Perfect. And this lasted for half an hour with the anchor providing as many (il)logical reasons as possible to prove the statement authentic. Awesome!! And obviously they never mentioned the previous line - The woman who the men of the entire nation desired was suddenly left all alone in the world till Boney Kapoor stepped in to fill the vacuum.

I can quote hell lot of such examples. But I was just wondering, don’t you think the soul purpose of media is to bring out the truth and infuse some social awareness among people? Or may be I’m dumb enuf to think like that. Jai ho… media.

Not over yet. I wud like to bore u some more by pointing this quotes for u.

“We can't quite decide if the world is growing worse, or if the media is just working harder at it.”

“The media no longer ask those who know something to share that knowledge with the public. Instead they ask those who know nothing to represent the ignorance of the public and, in so doing, to legitimate it.” – Anonymous (An example for this are the cricket reviews. Every damn channel has their own specialist panel who pour out their cricketing wisdom to us.)

“The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything. Except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having tradesman-like habits, supplies their demands.” --Oscar Wilde

“People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.” -- Abbott Joseph Liebling

So guys.. news is not always news. I-believe-what-I-see kinda stuff is long gone coz I guarantee you, media can manipulate even ur senses.



22-Jun-2010

World Music Day.. 21st June


Nothing much.. just wanted to remind you that itz World Music Day today. For all those legends who spent their life dedicated to music..... We love you and we miss you Veturi gaaru.

22-Feb-2010

19th Feb 2010

…travelling to madanapalle after a loooooooong time. Vamc is returning from Swiss. The date has one more significance in my life. Not so significant for this post so will talk abt that later.

Itz been more than a year since I went to my favorite place. Itz always nice to go back to a place where u spent the best days of ur life… where u had the most memorable moments and where u met the most memorable person.. ok .. ok.. person
s of ur life.

I stayed there for more than 10 years… right from my school to my graduation… Itz like my second home. So many friends, quite a few disappointments, innocent school days, unforgettable college days.. to sum it up… hell lot of memories…

Naresh asks me why do u always want to come to madanapalle?… all our friends are scattered across the globe, its very rare that every one show up there at a time…well…. I donno.. I don’t have an answer for that. Whenever I visit mpl u can see a smile on my face.. as simple as that.. does it sound like a valid reason? :-) .. come on guys… life doesn’t run on reasons, it runs on memories… OMG.. thatz one heck of a dialogue :-)

Ok.. a tidbit from my travel… u might have read my post Jab I Met .. something similar happened this time as well.. I met a new friend (donno if I can call her friend… coz v haven’t had much conversation). A B.tech graduate, not so shy (night travel… sitting beside a handsome guy like me..
ok.. don’t laugh.. continue reading.… gals rarely prefer it), a bit conservative in the talks… all in all.. she was nice.

Not until the bus halted for dinner we had our first talk. Just a casual one. our educational life, our Siddhartha college, her family, my job.. blah.. blah… blah….. oh yeah…and about her headache(hope itz not bcoz of me :P). Then we fell asleep or rather she fell asleep and I was listening to music… donno when I closed my eyes. Later in the night when I woke up she was right in front of my eyes, sleeping like a small child. It was bit cold and she was wearing a cap… I should say.. she appeared soooooooooo cute and innocent. I was just looking at her, donno how long.

At the end of our journey, when I was abt to ask her email id, she asked mine :-). I gave my official id bcoz littleheartb4u@gmail.com would sound a bit odd at that moment :P . Fortunately or unfortunately I dint have her id. So, need to wait until she mails me, if at all she does. Somehow, while I was getting down the bus I said to her that she was very cute with the cap on. Whether I get a mail from her or not, it was yet another memorable journey.

Anyways, this is the first half of my post. In the next half I will share with u the fun moments that I had with my friends. Catch u later…

20-Jan-2010

Finally, Itz over…

.. for now and forever. No more swt lil memories with her. No need for me to write those stupid, never ending, sober posts describing my relationship with her and no need for u to comment on those sorrowful, so-near-yet-so-far-away, I-miss-her posts. But u can definitely expect her presence in some way or the other in all my posts which is happening for quite sometime now.

Abhey saala ... phir sey shuru kiya….

Ok… the thing is shez engaged. Shez not mine anymore (I mean..was she ever mine?.... I donno)

I would be cheating myself if I say that I can be happy without her. But I have to.. no other go. One thing is for sure. Though I could separate myself from her physically… damn.. the memories.. no way I could get away from them.

I talked to her and decided we’ll not have any sort of contact until I assure myself that I could live without her. Tough decision to make but I had to. We are departing for now. Wish to meet her one last time before this strange..temporary.. break-up.

Are u listening ... my swt lil kid :-(

01-Dec-2009

It was pleasant

I started this post couple of weeks back but since my reviewer was busy it took me forever to post it on my blog. Ok… that wasn’t a joke.


After a looooooong time I did something different. Different from doing the regular office work.(come on guys.. I do work) , different from waking up early in the morning (u know wat a s/w engineer means by early..) and different from watching every damn movie that is released. The thing is.. I started going for a jog. So, whatz the reason for this new resolution.


Flashback: For a better effect switch-on the ceiling fan. Look at it and rotate along with it. Now stop and look into my flashback. I suppose this is a joke so please try ur best to laugh else directly go to next paragraph.


I used to be one of the best fielders and runners in my cricket team(Have we had a team?.. I remember so). In fact Jonty Rhodes took fielding tips from me. Check Jonty implementing one such tip with his finger tips.

I used to jog for 4Kms with ease when I was in my inter.(well.. this is seriously true). But now, while I was playing cricket last Saturday, I found how hard it is for me to run around. As Sidhu says, I was like a pregnant woman competing in a 100m race. And I seriously decided to keep my body fit.


For me, to wake up early in the morning(no.. no.. not the early that I mentioned in the first paragraph…this one is the real early) is as difficult as asking the hyderabadi autowala to turn on the meter. Don’t believe? Try it once. Ask the autowala to turn on the meter, he’ll step out with such an anger as if we have asked him to commit a murder or asked Sachin Tendulkar to retire.


Anyways, finally one good day, I had the alarm on @ 5:45AM. After couple of snoozes I woke up, stepped out of my room with the jogging shoes, went to the near by café, had a cup of tea, came back and slept again. Ah… this start-from-the-next-day attitude…somehow I did overcome it and went for jogging the next day.


I should tell you it was really….really pleasant and the slight drizzle was an added attraction. After a long time I have seen scenes like retired uncles picking up milk packets, pretty gals playing badminton, not so pretty gals painting rangoli in front of their house, paper boys practicing javelin throw with the news paper.. etc…etc..


Moreover, if your ipod is playing songs like one love… as long as u luv me… jiya dhadak dhadak… nahin samne… u’ll just forget everything. U’ll not remember that ur love life is in trouble(Did I ever have a luv life?.. I donno), u’ll not remember that ur performance rating is not satisfactory and most importantly u don’t even remember that your office doesn’t have a free coffee machine anymore.


While I was jogging without actually remembering the above things I saw someone jogging backwards. By all means it has to be Naresh.


Yes, there you go… “hey buddy! Why are you jogging backwards?”


“I transformed myself from having a family pack to six pack. Now, inspired by Kareena and Rani Mukharjee I’m trying for size zero. So I’m implementing reverse engineering ”. Saying this he disappeared into the falling mist… backwards.


Perfect. But I’m still trying for a six pack so I continued my jog forward :-)