Zindagi Rockz

This is my take/review on the Season 2 of the web series "Four more shots please!" So like I've said in an earlier post, the cardinal rule while watching a blockbuster movie or in this case, a "fabulous" season of a web series, is that you need to leave your brains behind and also accept the fact that all logic goes for a toss.. Well, I loved the first season of this series and so I watched Season 2 as soon as it was released and enjoyed it thoroughly.. To my surprise I read a lot of negative reviews about the series.. See, I get why people are miffed.. Can you imagine a group of friends who have not been on talking terms for months together just drop everything and decide to take a trip to Istanbul? So when I saw this scene I rolled my eyes and said "Yeah right, they're flying off to Istanbul and here my friends don't even want to visit me in Hassan.. Yeah so that and a few other things make you wonder if you should be putting your time to bet...

So we have to come to the end of Day 13 of the lockdown..It's way past my bed time... but I'm unable to fall asleep.. I'm looking at a baby lizard that's on the wall.. which is playing hide and seek with me.. Well, spotting a lizard in your house isn't a scary thing.. The horror begins when you can no longer see the lizard.. that's when you are shit scared and wondering where the lizard has disappeared and whether it is crawling on the floor or worse still, whether it's landed on your bed.. presently this baby lizard is hiding behind my guitar that's propped up against the wall.. Guess I won't be catching much sleep tonight.. So this baby lizard along with two other baby lizards have been my company at home during this lockdown period.. I was telling about these three lizards to my friend who said that they must be the same lizard.. And I got into a detailed explaination about how I can identify that they're three different lizards.. My frien...

Well it's that time of the year when people profess their undying "love" for their beloved by sharing roses, chocolates, teddy bears and all such "useless" items..(Yes the grapes are sour!).. Anyway,I spent today sharing memes on Valentine's day with other people who also found that the grapes were sour! Heh heh heh.. So we were having this discussion at work where a colleague was telling us that in his younger days his friends and he would have a discussion about how many roses/proposals they got on Valentine's day.. It was a fun discussion.. it took us all down the memory lane and we began to get nostalgic albeit silently not really wanting to share our rather shady memories of Valentine's days in our younger days.. Today, for no particular reason several people came to mind.. A friend who'd been in a long distant relationship with her then boyfriend and now husband, A friend who'd been in a steady relationship with her then boyfriend...

So I'm a frequent traveler between Hassan and Bangalore and the Club Class Airavat (Bus) is my preferred mode of transport.. It certainly burns a hole in the pocket because a regular non stop 'kempu' bus ticket would cost jus 200..but then I would have to meet a lot of unpleasant people on the kempu bus and endure their company for a good 4 hours on an uncomfortable bus ride.. Hence the journeys on the "more expensive but comfortable and free from clowns" Airavat.. Normally I spend the journey time trying to catch up on sleep/listening to music/playing Candy crush (Oh yes! I'm still addicted to that game.. lol).. On one such journey a lady happened to be sitting beside me.. I was answering an official call.. Just as I hung up she turned towards me and struck up a conversation with me.. Now all you people who know me closely know how much I hate small talk...and what I hate more is when strangers sitting next to me in the bus, try to start a conversation wi...

So for those of you who know me closely, know about my penchant for sarcasm.. I don't miss any opportunity to be sarcastic especially with people who're close to me/those who're acting too cocky and need to be put in their place/those who can understand my brand of humour.. Yeah I say 'brand' because over the years I have mastered the art of dropping a punch line with a straight face.. And I notice people looking at me very intently when I say something.. they're actually trying to ascertain if I'm being serious or if I'm joking.. well you'll never know because I'll never show (my true feelings).. lol.. So I've come across some really silly questions which make for a perfect opportunity to be sarcastic.. But then my mom always told me that if I can't say something nice I should be quiet.. so now you all know why I usually come across as a shy, "quiet" person.. lol Anyway here are some silly questions and my equally silly (...

So I'm sure most of you are familiar with the game we usually play during Christmas time called "Secret Santa".. Wherein you pick up the name of some fellow staff member at work and you are their "Secret Santa" and you are supposed to give your "kid" a gift on Christmas.. For various reasons we decided the "gift giving" would be done on New Year's Day.. But the period between Christmas to New Year would be utilized in dropping hints to our respective "kids" and challenge them to guess the identity of their Secret Santa.. In my so many years of playing this game never have I seen a group more sportive than my team at Regional Office at Hassan.. In the true spirit of the game many staff members took time out to buy small gifts/leave notes for their respective "kids".. It was so much fun to watch my colleagues at work receive little gifts/notes from their Secret Santas'.. It was more fun when they were teasing the ...

You were once the reason I smiled.. And then you became the one because of whom I cried. You were the one who brought out my best.. And then you turned into the worst. You were the one with whom I had the best memories.. And then your memories just flew away with the breeze. You were the one who I thought would never leave.. And then you did leave. I never thought I could stop loving you.. I never thought I could let you go.. But then you showed me that you wanted out.. And I was convinced that you're already out.. That's when I realised it's time for me too, To let you go..to move on.. So I tried to find other reasons to smile.. And tried to find other ways to bring out the best in me.. Trying to find other people to make memories with.. Trying to find someone who won't ever leave.. But you just won't leave.. Even though you aren't in my life you still own a piece of my heart I deleted your messages, photos and even your phone number....