Rains, Desparation and peace

There have been downpours in mumbai, the 40 days of the bible rain, compressed into 1 and opened one fine evening,Read tit bits of new from the celebs, some of them kind and generous and some of them being the usual selves. Bipasha basu had been complaining about toilet water, or the lack of it, while i think to some people its important, i would care about the people who die & suffer. Many of my old pals moved to bombay to work or study and i was worried, but they seem alrite and scraped through with minor damages to their cellphones etc. But self indulgent as she is, i think she should think twice before saying that adolf hitler started the olympics, Which is a story for another day and time

The newest, hottest and most desparate show, Called Desparate housewives is a funny satirical look on the aftermaths( cant think of a better word) of marriage. Shown through four housewives and narrated by their dead neighbour, who died in suspicious circumstances. The serial is no different than India's POT (read prime) time telivision, but with a lot more skin show and sleaze package and 100 times hotter babes, i think its worth it. I am not a desparate housewife, better ask laura bush. U knw whats great, to be married to a ex alcoholic, now devout christian, who believes the only two wrong wars were the one he participated in and the one he is at now. not bad.

Since peace or whatver kinda peace is returning to mumbai, i think it need to be seen what our town planners and civil engineers do. Being a CE student myself, i think its a farce, a real joke. For a freshly graduate engineer earns ard 10-12k a month, after 2 years experience maybe 12-15k a month. A blue line driver earns at par, if no more. So no wonder why evryone wants computer and electronics, but these days civil is also shifting towards sitting ur asses down in chairs for 12 hrs a day and work in front of a stupid comp and develpoing. I think they should see Fight Club and maybe they would change.

Coming back to mumbai, its sad how post independence town planning has been a personification of corruption and non sense, same goes for delhi. In old delhi despite the narrow lanes and some shady people, there is never a instance of tallabs,during rains, if there are any, they are dealt with in double quick time. This also lays emphasis on what we lack as a nation after 60 years of freedom is money, infrastructure and most of all, free thinking, which in all fairness, is alien to most indians. Almost all DDA housing societies have seepage or need repairs or both every summer, which proves that god does exist and does well too..... there exists the more than odd collapse of the odd boundary wall, which is to show that we are skating on thin ice. But that was bill clinton's fav sport... wasnt it

My message is, when the toppers migrate to US, the middle of the road start working for IT firms and bottom of the ladder types, myself included ponder for what their future has in store, the govt should think of doing more than anonouncing metro rail projects and what have u's

Delhi has been unsafe for evryone, though the price is different. If its guys, they run a risk of being robbed or confronted by a thief, or a cop (YES). for girls the implications are way more serious and they make the headlines most times.
A joke called delhi police has been on the roll and the rampage has gone on ever since i have known. These days its with the challans, they have got the new Dhichik Speed guns and stand with them under a tree while making out amongst each other. The locale is a 5 km stretch where its hard to slow down, they catch u and prove how good they are. then they harrass u, if u cant pay 400,they dhamkao u like GAADI BAND KARO ISKI, that is a bit uncalled for. To be fair to them, they are trying to challan tinted glassed cars for reasons known to all, but now u knw how they make their 14000 challans a day.

Last sunday at Siri Fort, we were waiting for the screening of Navarasa, the quite good santosh sivan film. Now there was some security jhamela and the Chubby lady organiser came and told us that we have to vacate the audi and that she cant guarantee seats again. So everyone objected and there was the old Bhindi bazaar, bongalis started Phighting(no offence, all bongs, almost all are nice), the jhomela went into high court petition ki dhamkis and what nots. But after a while a even chubbier surd ( i like surdis too, so dont mind), enters and spoke scottish punjabi or punjabi scottish and told us to move, so the Jhomela sources were checked out as a wish of the lady, probably one of the things she had to do bfore she died, ( cant think of any other reason). And the cops in their tutti phuti jaat bhasha were muttering on how and why using their lathis would b cool. WHile this itself is a decent movie plot, i felt scared to star in this......

So we went out and the cops had their wish, i heard they found the same warhead involved in the Dr Strangelove Plot, good as they are. So the movie started, wasnt worth the effort, but was a nice film from a contemporary genius. and it showed how real the cops can get, for they dont even spare the 3rd gender. So think of all of us having to pay regular bribes for flouting the rules and sometimes at their whims and fancies, but if they would want to use a lathi during a film festival where movie makers, critics and buffs all came, god only knows what college kids have in store. Sometimes i cant help but wonder.......