Whenever I see this man smoking, holding the bud in the far deep between the two fingers, its so tempting.!! And he was in the same position when I saw him in "Fire n Ice". Such a kool man with compulsive smoking. And I am quite sure I am gona have one fag when I'll see "Once upon a time in Mumbai". Ajay in Haji Bhai's avtar.! Well, I am not at all his fan n all, but yes I appreciate the attitude he displays, especially his eys heart throb..!!

I truly believe places have their effect on me for smoking wholeheartedly. And at these places if you are not smoking then you are absolutely missing out on a lifetime fun. The ambiance demands it. The places which are close to my heart are :

                     - Tantra & Someplace Else @ Kolkata.

                     - Fire n Ice & Indya key @ Pune

                     - Apache @ Pune

                     - Everything on Bridgade Road, Bangalore.

                     - Liquids @ Banjara hills, Hyderabad.

                    - All the night outs in Mumbai & Delhi in open jeep and in Pune on bike, Magical.

but I do not remember ever exceeding the limit. It's always maximum 6 cigarettes with the gap of 40 min. That really gives you a high.

Believe me, in fact many of you must have experienced this, it is one the best times in your entire life when you are at hostel during your Grad or Post Grad days. No, hostel days of school can not really give that kind of a high. I know I am not telling you something out of  the world thing. But you know hostel is such a pavlovian thing for smoking. In hostel nights are days and vice-versa. And when exams knocks, we used to feel so studious with cigarette in hand.

Do you remember that video song that they used to air on Doordarshan, " Cigarette in my hand, burns a man.." where the boy smokes n smokes and finally he become a skeleton.?? I still remember, in hostel, we saw that song, discussed on all the hazardous effects of smoking and sweared to quit smoking for the well being of our wives, progeny and the rest of family, of course not for ourselves, and got so tensed that at 2.30am we went to bus stand for Tea and Fag.!! The comment was," bhai.. ye last, kal se band.." and we are still waiting for that "Kal". So true.. tomorrow never dies.. ;-)

And of course, if we smoke during exam nights, its not our sin, refer whole student community in the word "Our". I remember when my wing partner cleaned his room after the exams, it was 5 cm thick layer of cigarette ash. And we celebrated that. Dirty naa...I know.!! That gave us a lesson of hygine.

So, now the status is, whenever we roommates meet, once in a blue moon as everyone is in the different parts of the planet, it calls for a fag. Memories.!!

Yes, this is the one thing that gives me kind of an orgasm. No drug, LSD, marijuana can ever be comparable with traveling on highway. May be on bike, in state transport bus, in car, in bulock cart, from village or taluka or metro. I just love every bit of traveling. And I feel so happy even when I am traveling alone. So ya that calls for a fag. I am still in that memory, when I and Upendra traveled all the western ghats, i.e. Konkan Maharashta, goa, coastal karnataka, to down Kerala, and have not smoked in whole journey just to have a fag at Dudhsagar. Its a    wildest waterfall in monsoon at south goa where no 

vehicle dares to reach. So, we walked around 20 km through Konkan railway tunnels, totally drenched in rains. When we reached the place, the water fall was like bournvita mixed milk one side and the other side was dragon valley.

Such triumphs truly desreves fag. Believe me its fun smoking when you win. Ya, the thing to mention is we detached 25 litches from my body which were sucking my blood while we walked through the tunnels.

5. On the ride with Ethanol:

Well, do I need to say anything regarding this.? Smoke tastes fabulous with some of the elite class scotches. 

Frankly telling you, I scarcely like a girl or a woman smoking. No, no chauvinist issue. But I always feel that all the woman community should be in good health. Yes, I am a selective feminist. If you visit NCC canteen of Symbi in Pune or Xaviers' in Mumbai, n ya IIM C, Kolkata, I was feeling like, "Man, see here. Every gal in here is smoking and what are you waiting for.??" And if offer comes to you in the form of "Bidi Jailaeele Jigar se piya", it become inevitable to conserve the many masculine things. But its a good experience smoking with them. 

If you have not yet seen this then please, please, please see it. In the first half watching, I can not ever resist the temptation of smoking. And I take almost two to three fags.The hero, Nick Naylor, is tobacco lobbyist in this film.

Later half is little preaching. But the way this hero sales the smoking is outrageous. Very very impressive. The film clearly - and repeatedly - hammers home the point that in our culture, any viewpoint can be defended with the right tactics, regardless of truth or ethics. 

The best part I liked in this film is Naylor and his alcohol lobbyist friends, meets every week and jokingly calls themselves as MOD squad, Merchants of Death.

So, this movie always acts as a catalyst for me to have one fag.

Needless to say, noone is deprived of the privilege of  going through emotional traumas. Of course, cigarette of alcohol is not at al the solution to anything. But yes, I do agree and have experienced, it helps minimise the effects. On rare occassions that I clearly remember I had smoked when I was sad. But I do make a point to not smoke on the same sad occasions. I remember I smoked a whole packet of 20 cigarrettes when my parents sold my 20 yrs old bicycle when I was away from home. I was truly sad at that time and was cursing everything. The occasion was the death of my beloved. well, I should not remember this in this ill sinusital stage as I am feeling to have a fag.

Heartbreak had played its role in the early teen. But I have shortened my learning curve so no more sadness n all. Everything is cool.

I always believe in trying out new things, new places, new food, new living styles and what not. So how cigarettes can be an exception?

whooaa.. finally reached on 10th..!! Obviously, my list is incomplete without mentioning my beloveds in smoking list. There are very rare people or call them friends whom I am comfortable smoking. This is because they maintain certain class. And I love the way the sharing of thoughts goes on with each fag. On top of my list is my younger bro. Sometimes I feel he is very elder to me as  kind of maturity he displays. He alwyas accuses me for being crazy and weired for most of the times, but I know in deep of heart he likes my way. I so miss him as he is away working for stupid IT stuff. Sitting on the bench near the lake in my town and having a fag is our big time memory.

And of course, when its a reunion of school and college buddies, it always calls for a fag.

Ohh..My God.. I forgot the most important one..!!

Since the year 2004, Emraan Hashmi has created a big inferiority complex in all the Indian male community. Murder released that year. And till date the comple has its place. The reason was and is having being previliged of getting a tag of "Serial Kisser" by acting the same. We as a student had and have the same complex cum a bit of jealousy for his God gift. 

I remember, we came out of the theatre after watching Murder and had 3 fags in series, the comment was "saala.. doston at least  serial smoker toh bano". Since then whenevr his movie releases, we get on conference from different parts of the planet, curse him, and have a Fag. Silly.. but fact. !!

uff.. I am through with the thing. The important thing to mention is I have tremendously taken a backstep on smoking as the turn ons mentioned above are very rare these days and all my best buddies do not like me smoking. And I truly feel to respect their affection towards me.

Today is 27th day, I have not smoked.

Well, regarding tagging. I donot know whom should I tag? All my followers are very very good girls. So I am puzzeled. If anyone you smoke then feel free to get these tag, else I am tagging all the other non followers of my blog who smoke.

Enough for the day. Going through fever and have taken two injections in upper borders of both the eyebrows for sinus. 

All the Love and hugs(ya it works.)

Shantanu. :)

Dip / Splurgy before even doing "Pissing things" tag, I am announcing here. This sinus not only piss me off, it sucks, I hate this thing from the bottom of my heart. 

Not able to focus on anything. So many things left to be done, tags, drama rehearsals, writings, roaming.. Not even able to see TV or Laptop. I am writing this wearing my shades, this is 9.22pm.. wtf man..!! N why mom scolding for this if she knew.. 

ciao guys.. 

"The question is not who is going to allow me,

One of the best excerpt from Ayn Rand's, The Fountainhead. This is the seventh time I am reading this book. 

To me, its nothing lesser than Geeta, Bible or Quran. Published in 1953, its still the bestseller at every outlet. 

Following words are through a character of Howard Roark. He should be my separate blog post. 

 

You wont regret reading this.The grace of Objectivity.

 

It will be a little bigger post. Don't mind. 

To me he's a Booster of Adrenaline.

Needless to say, I am writing after quite a long space. Family first. So, here I am continuing "My Rockstar" series. Earlier, I had thought I would write only about Steve Waugh, but I think I should include my JCWP, Jimmy Carter Work Project, buddies because of whom I could meet Steve.

ok.. I still remember the date. It was 22nd December 2005, when I finished reading his autobiography "Out of my comfort zone" at 1.30am and wished sitting on commode, eyes closed, slow breath,"God please I want to meet him." and then I forgot about it. But who knew I was on the way to meet him and not only that and stay with him for 7 days. whoaa.. I just get goose bumps when I remeber those days.

It was my college because of whom I could make it. From my school days only, I am in habit to indulge in all kinds of odd stuff that normal people hates to do. No, not to grab attention or just for the sake. Its so natural I am rarely in tune with civilians.Crazy, weird, nocturnals, travelers, solitary things,I always get attracted to. Such odd stuff was displayed on notice board.

So, one day it was announced in college that they need volunteers to build homes for unprivileged and poor people. To be more precise they needed lobours who can carry bricks, mix mortar and concrete, climb on the slabs, install the toilet pots, clean the shit, work full time, who are not obesse so eat less. And all this for free. So imagine the response. It was almost null. It clicked, it was my cup of tea. Hit It.! By the end of that week, we only 20 guys, including girls were on the list. Girls, because it was a rumor that Salman Khan will inaugurate the thing. Then I didn't even know it was Jimmy Carter Work Project and Habitat initiative.

The venue was Malavali, Lonavala. Its on Mumbai- Pune expressway. Someday in October 2006. As soon as we entered we were split into groups on different projects. There were around 50 houses supposed to get built. Mine was House no.36. Some papers were handed over to me which contained all the details like nature of work, team members, agenda, break timings. Everything so much thoughtful and planned. First shock came when I saw the first page, the welcome note, was signed by His Highness Jimmy Carter, yes.. 39th President of The US. I was like... it was shock, surprise, enthusiasm, adrenaline rush.!!

He was 86 then but so youthful when he spoke for 40 min. It was a lifetime experience for a mediocre like me. As I went ahead through papers, the first name in the team list was Steve Waugh and I was about to faint. The law of attraction actually exist, isn't it? I thought. It was not the only surprise, there were many Hollywood and non Hollywood international celebrities present at the place, see the last pic and you'll believe.

Then I went to search for House No.36 and while on the road there were so many thoughts going on in my mind. What will I speak with him.? How will he react? What will I do? n many more things. And finally when I found the house, it was little more biiger shock as Steve has already begun the work. He was all alone with the security and he was down on squats, handgloves on and was doing brick work.

Steve, while taking a breath. 

Belive me, you cannot buy this kind of happiness with any kind money. You start beliving in God when this kind of a thing happens. I went ahead greeted him and to my surprise he greeted me with,"you must Shan, Shantanu (while looking at papers), Hi I am Steve." AND that was OMG feeling for me..I was speechless, I couldnt utter a word.

Meha from Singapore and Robert from NYC, our other teammates.   

As the day proceeded, a human was getting unfolded in front of me. Trust me, I was feeling too much awkward while working there as I was the youngest, inexperienced and was very raw. But Steve and everyone in the group brought themselves to my level and by the end of 7 days together I was totally a transformed person.

tHe BSt wAy tO wRitE aBOut BeBoO Izz tO wRitE lIke hErR..!! LoL..!! n mAkeE hEr sMIleE.. rIghT bEbo.!  sEE shE iz sMiLing. :) 

THis iz KarinaA aKa BebO..! my oldest virtual buddy. This time thanks to FB.

ok.. now for this blog, as it is totally dedicated to her only, I have decided to create Karina aura in my blog today. Everything now YEW (as she taught me) are seeing here is Bebo, everything about her that I was able to know till date. Its fantastic actually, to know this girl.! very genuine feeling.

Its not kind of a testimonial and all.. But ya, sort of.! Jo bhi hai.. You know its been more than a year that we are friends now, ya I also sometimes feel like "Aww..." but its so true. Now, I really dont remember who among us sent the friend request first. But I am sure, it must have clicked to one of us.

I can say, it was Option D, if you saw Slumdog Millionaire, Destined, and so gloriously destined in our case.

Its so good naa..

I mean I had never experienced this kind of a friendship, virtual, with so much affection and warmth and the most important selfless attachment. We both know we have nothing to gain from each other. And belive me, still Bebo has helped me out in many of the situations. Its not thank you wala thing but seriously I should be grateful to her as a person for showing tremendous maturity towards someone, that too like me, you hardly know.!! fNkewWwwwwwW...babO..! (yew'll see these kinda words intermmitently..she taught me :D)

Recently she has taught me how to make a smiley using tabs, fabulous.! One of the most adoerabl thing that I shall endorse Bebo for is Respect.! May sound weired, she has a tremendous respect faahh..friends, good friends of course, their friendship. And I am so fortunate that I dont think anyone else would have experienced thid. Yes, and at the same time she is hard on loafers, in fact she knows how to handle them. Thats brilliant. You know Bebo's fav word.. LoL..! I have counted it..till now Bebo tumne approx 688times LoL bola hai.. ;) awWW..na.!! 8-)

I always abhor flattering and psychofancy, so whatever I am wrting is straight from the heart and very practical, infact. One of the most fabulous things about Bebo is she is very much concious about her appearence. I have never seen without a good attire, a smile on the face and yes I always admire her bangles or bracelets she wears..OSMmmm bebo.. seriously they are so unique, I tell you. See above, see below.

I mean, isnt it giving good vibes.? of course, it is.! Certainly, she has her style mantra at a very right age.!

So, What does she love the most.?

mmm.. ok.! as far as I have guessed she loves folloing:

1. she loves her friends a lot, lot..! 2. She loves all the cuteness in the world, see pics below

3. She loves Megha. 4 She loves SUN.ya true.! (Bebo..I forgot to put that pic, sun wali) 5. She loves pakodas. 6.n ya.. she loves sneakers, alot.! see that pic as well.! 7. she loves HILARY DUF, infact, its common among us. 8. she loves Miley Cyrus, Hana Montana, she loves parties.

9. She loves soccer. I am not sure, but little sure.!! ;) 10.She loves palak paneer. 11. she loves sandals. 12. she loves Blue.13. She is MAD about PINK..!! 14. her nail polish is fantastic. 15. she loves FB..15. Loves dresses, loves music.!

Bani preet is in her Top Friends list. (Bani Im Jel.. LOL.!!)

She hates...mm I dont know much about except Rains.. Yes Bebo dont like rains, waise she like it, but dnt like to get drenched n all.And she hates oversmart boys.

So, what is Bebo to me.? To me, she is da bestest buddyy..who is always there with all her strengths to help me. What else do you need from a friend.!!! Also, to me she is like princes, whos' gona rule the world with her charm and witt.! Surely.

Last word to bebo. you will always be my sweetheart and a darling friend. I canot imagine my day would ever be complete without talking with you. I shall always pray for you a good life, a caring boyfriend, precious true friends, success, smiles and everything you want. OMG.. bebo kitna tarif kiya tera..! I shall always be there for you and surely would like to see you someday in next years of life.

all the best..!! huggsss.. n kisses..!!

fankkkewWwwww..!! ;-)

PICS COurtesy : KArina.. !

(p.s. I am on MY Rockstar series, My best virtual buddies, Next is Steve Waugh.)

Since the day I posted "We, The Living", my stay at poachers' home story, something was going on in my head. I was unable to figure it out, I do not think that much though. But yes, happens sometimes.!! And so I could not write anything for some days. I was just reading and reading to find out the answer, what is it that I am searching to write when I am having 'n' number of things to write, my recent victories, sorrows, good, bad, philosophies. 

I always have decided to stay happy regardless of circumstances, seriously. And I am happy to have followed that. My happiness is not dependent, that is quite I like the most about me. Making my friends happy is another way to be happy that I found. Yes, but no expectations in return hnn..! That hurts then..and alot. There are so many people around me. 

Good or bad is like black or white, but in that gray area there exists loads of shades of endless human emotions. And I have just realized that I have met and I know so may different people across cultures, castes, religions, countries, value systems and what not. Almost all are good friends, some are teachers, some are motivators. For a second I gave it a thought to write about them. But naahh.. maja nahi aya.!! Thats not me..!

Lets do it differently, I thought. This time something for all my virtual friends. Yeahh, adrenaline uppp.!! Of course, they have an immense importance here in my life. They are even a bit more closer than real ones sometimes. I share all my feelings with them, they make me smile in tough times. Mean alot. To give it a proper justice I am going to include my those buddies also who were my real friends for some time but some how inevitably they gone virtual but the feelings are not lesser than a real one.

So, from tomorrow onwards, I shall write about all my virtual buddies, one at a time as I see them, perceive them. Some are totally virtual, never met them, but they are all my inspiration when I chat with them, exchange mails. Some are Indians, punjabis, sauthha Indians, Bengali, Bihari, Bhojpuri, Gujrati, Some Australians, Americans, many more. I am sure it will be a good trip for those who will read this as I have travelled across all the human continents of ego, selfishness, selflessness, greeds, deeds, virtues, values and what not.

The reason why I do not get angry very easily and totally believe in not giving up on any relation.

Here the list goes of my buddies.:

Abraham Lincoln, No, not The 16th US President, But he is certainly The Man of Virtue. He is 76 years old Ohio resident. A vivid ornithologist and an environment scientist.

Karina, No, not Kapoor. She is the youngest of all my virtual buddies and my day is incomplete without her.

Tamalika, The brainy filmy stuff.

Steve Waugh, Yes Former Australian Captain. We have done some of miraculous work together at Jimmy Carter Work Project.

Jimmy Carter, Yes The former US President.

Shobha De, everyone knows her. 

Sanjeev Kumar, in Kolkata we boozed like a fish, now here I miss him a lot.

And I have some more names in my mind. Lets see how it work out. 

Mainly, I shall be mentioning my views on them, good or bad, their likes, dislikes, their interests, turn ons, turn offs, how they ar important to me, their view to take life and everything that will come to my mind. 

I shall just pray they read this. Yes, its a matter immaterial as I write for my own happiness and if someone derives something from I'll be more than happy. They all are my sweethearts and they have just Rocked my world in every possible way..!! 

Starting with KaRiNaA., the BeBo.!