Che not Guevera !

Now why am i doing this? But since promise breakers are shoemakers and thats not what my Mommy would want me to be , i better go ahead with this one.

Heres to Che, this piece.

Now before you guys start writing a comment without reading the entire piece lemme ensure you something.You are as much lost on the topic as i am. I dont know the guy i am writing about in this piece as much as you dont. But then,when you are impulsive on a stupid Monday afternoon at office,you tend to do crazy things.But write about a guy who you havent met? Well.

There are some faces of strangers that we would love to try.At present, for me, its Che. Well, if you are thinking of the Cuban rebel Che Guevera, I pity your strong history basics. The namesake Che i am talking about stays at Mumbai, circa 2008, does copywriting for money,less money he would say, and sniffing around lifes' gullies for pleasure. Women,all about women, quiz, destiny,rains, rollingstones,mermaid, wine,counterstrike, old monk, popcorn and love-hate are some of the prominent topics/tagwords in his blogs. Undressing and cute guys, i missed out on. WTF!!! Even that.

Now why do i spend a precious jobless office afternoon on a dude i know nothing about when i could have prepared myself for the table pe chai at 2 pm with a quick post lunch nap? Well, opinion poll inside my mind all throughout the afternoon reveals that 15% of my grey cells feel that i have nothing better to do, a tiny 1% says the recent gay march in Mumbai is working inside me, 4% of them say because i have promised him this piece, 7.8% say that henceforth he will be sweetly conquered to write nice comments on my blog, but a wholesome 72.2% say that somehow this guy comes across as a very different entity from the usual dog-inside-the-man public ! He is the only man-inside-the-dog bloke i know. And sau takka original.

Well, jokes apart, he is really funny. Picture this, the phrases he uses,.."I was as confident as the Indian government in the no confidence vote".Or this para,"So you all have been wondering where is the blog I had promised at the end of my last post? Well here it is! And why wasn’t it here before? Because I was too sore and tired. And why was I so sore and tired? Gah! Do your questions ever end?
Well first I need to answer another question from my last blog. In it I had mentioned some shopping I had done which I promised to explain later. Well here is the explanation. The shopping was done for socks, training shoes and a supporter. What is a supporter you ask? Erm it’s the male equivalent of a bra, except its much smaller and worn much further down.
So why the shoes, socks and the supporter? Isn’t it so obviously silly? I have joined a gym. A what you say? A gym you moron! Grrr. Now stop laughing and get off the floor!"

This is Che. And his cool WTF approach to life. Simple. Hassle free. A complete no no-nonsense . Bad times seem to melt away like blueberry topings inside the mouth.Effortless. I mean, seriously, no ones escaped life alive. So why worry about it anyways! And junta like Che use this simple "spending money on a boob job and coming back with the same boobs. I mean what’s the point" logic effectively to leverage on lifes funny moments and make it bearable! Shopping, popcorn, wine, weekends, friends,beer, computer games,movies, masti, crap,more crap,and even more crap...pleasant references to live life by. Somehow Che,you leave me with that feeling everytime . And I can go on about this piece, but then, why spend words when all that is needed to describe you is a plain Whatevrrrrrrr!:)

This is to life's good times.And you,Che.



P.S:

You guys, catch his writings at http://textualoffender.blogspot.com

And Che, that would be 100$ on you for the service!

Jaane tu.. ya jaane naa..

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Ever realised when does someone become more than just a friend?Or days when you simply cant stop looking at her, long after her story is over?Love blooms.And like weeds after a rainy day, almost anywhere. Enemies fall in love. Competitors fall in love. And often, friends fall in love. Dont take my words?

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Watch Jaane tu ,yaa jaaane na!

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Ready.Clap.Action. And you are immediately transported to an era we all lovingly look back,to the college corridors,bubblegum gossips, basketball courts, hot chicks, and cool dudes with open buttoned shirts and a three quarter romance story. In search of the missing quarter. A quintessential college story, in which love makes life so confusing, but then , without love, would we really want to live? .


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Its the story of a boy(Imran, Wow fresh material!) and a girl (Genelia, the usual college babe but who has a good side to her!) and a pack of five insane friends at the backdrop, just graduated, and raring to take on the world by their wild wild ways. You have just settled in your seat when your heart is almost taken away by those initial strums of the guitar in the Kabhi Kabhi Aditi..song set against St. Xaviers' famous basketball court. The story moves on in the predictable lines of Kuch kuch hota hain, where boy and girl dont realise till a long time that , Shit, its been love all the while?? thought and when they come across it, its too late. Almost.And then, a good sense dawns on both that its not too late still, like in Jab we met and then a lot of chasing, flying, horse riding and gate crashing to redeem that missing quarter you were always searching for . We already knew this story , didnt we? But still, Jaane tu... kept hearts glued, guts rolling out laughing,theatres houseful and a whole generation rooting to go back in time and relive their college days once again. Magic! .



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Strong storytelling, fresh dialogues (Remember the scene in which Aditi enters her brothers room , sees his paintings and spells an unheard, whaddaf***! Adorably cute..), and new faces apart, this story clicked because of two things. A fresh,rainwashed take on relationships, and second, its on the face simplicity !



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A few things i cant think henceforth ,without thinking about this movie would be..
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• College time, even with the worst assignments,irritating profs and terrible canteen food, is still the only dreamy part of our entire life. And like all good dreams , they end fast. Like when Aditi wonders where her college years went by, Jay's mom says, Phone pe beta, phone pe...

• Never say you dont love a person when you cant let go.Like when Aditi drives with Jay and Meghna in the night , and Meghna gets down at her home but Jay wanted to get down as well and spend a few moments together with her ,when in fact Aditi wanted to spend time with Jay, she says..Ab aur kitnaa drop karega... I still smile to myself thinking of that scene:)

• Without distance, closeness cannot grow. When Aditi sits by the sea all alone after being dumped by her fiance, and when Jay enters the camera frame,after a long time you see them together in the movie again, you just know it, they are so meant to be together.This is it, you realise! Beleive me on this,Distance lends its own charm.

• In matters of the heart, better never than late! Do something,anything. If you screw it, start over. Try something else. But do.Now.

• Sometimes when people repeatedly say they are so happy at the moment, Just take it, they are plain lonely and all they need is an arm around their shoulder saying, This too, shall pass.

• In love and in any relationship, there is just one rule, that there is none. Preparedness is many a time, a simple myth.You might wait for the moment when you and she would be all alone, atop a cliff with a band playing in he backdrop, when you would speak your heart out, but chances are nine out of ten that you might end up being late considering all the uncertainites and ultimately when you realise its her, Boy! you sure gotta gatecrash through security checks in some airport , slidding through x ray machines and baggages, and just in time with handcuffs in your hand and without giving a damn to lay, sur and taal sing out tera mujse hain pehle ka naata koi... yunhi nahi dil lubhata koi...jaane tu..ya jaane naa..

Anything for love. Just Anything.

• And finally, Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship, never!

. Period.Name casting. As i came out of the theatre with these thousand sweet little lightbulb moments telling me, Hey .. hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde tu zara..Nahi to bas thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda muskura, i realised, i have just watched a masterpiece which is gonna stay in mind for some time now.



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