Ek Din Achaanak....

Ek din Achaanak.... You came to my blog...and since you've come, you started reading this post. This is how my writing of this post started too.. Achaanak.. Dunno why, when i am having lots of work to do, weird ideas and thoughts come to my mind and it makes me type them down on my blog. As they say "Ideas are floating around.. all you have to do is pick them".. but my problem is i can pick them only when I have important things to do. So its always "Achanak" ..

Though this title has no significance to what I am gonna write, it was important for me to give a title which would atleast make you start reading.. So now, fasten your seat belts as this flight will take you somewhere you never imagined..

I heard somewhere that "Great Minds Think Alike".. This fits in to the bollywood industry which has an excellent breed of great writers who "think alike" while writing the dialogues and scenes..

How are these ever repeating Dialogues :

*Mujhe naukri mil gayi maa, yeh lo meri pehli kamai..
*Bhagwaan ke liye mujhe chod do(dont ask me who this bhagwaan guy is..)
*cheekho tumhaari cheekhen in chaar diiwari se baahar nahi jaayengi..(Must have used some Vaccum Engineering to build this chaar deewaari)
*Tumhe pulis ne charo taraf se gher liya hai.. apne aap ko kaanoon ke hawale kar do.(and i dont know how the the vllian still manages to escape.. Maybe there is a fifth side as well ;-))
*Kaanoon ke haath bahut lambe hote hain (I always wanted ask --Uncle Uncle, Octopus se bhi lambe???)

Now coming to scenes, Most of the movies you will find a person whom the hero pushes into the swimming pool/off the road or snatches the bicycle from while chasing the villian, or a herd of goats blocking the way of the car in which hero sits and gets the first glimpse of the heroine holding a goat or a sheep.. and most of the times, hero and heroine meet in a fight..

I know you are enjoying to read this but simultaneously..you are thinking .. huh.. I know all this.. why are you writing about this??

Because, What we didnt realise is, there are many such dialogues and scenes that keep repeating in real life as well.. as they say.. movies reflect the mood of the society..

Havent you heard of these lines..

"Uff these traffic Jams!!! I am fed up of this".. (Live with it mere bhai.. there is no way out as of now..)

"In politicians ko line me khada karke goli se udaa dena chahiye" (Abe banduk ka license kaun dega Gabbar Singh??) ..

"Aur batao kya chal raha hai.."(Hindi verson of Whats up..) or

"Tum bahut badal gaye ho"..(Aisa Kya??)

These are lines that come as a package in everybodys mind and whenever similar situation comes, these words spontaneously just come out..

Not only these one liners but there are lot of scenes that are repeated in real life..

Accident victim scene ..

Now this person has met an accident and is lying on the bed when one of his friends comes and says "arey yeh kya ho gaya yaar".. kaise hua?? The victim describes every moment carefully to the friend.. Friend leaves after having some coffee.. Another friend comes.. and asks with sympathy dying to come out of his eyes.."are yeh kya ho gaya yaar".. kaise hua??.. Victim repeats.. this time with lesser details.. This thing continues till a point comes when the he curses god to have made humans speak..(I feel recording the incident in ur own voice is a good idea..) This was actually my own experience.. Thats why, when one of my friends met with an accident, I never asked what happened.. but then, i never came to know what happened.. I still think that it was because some wheeliee job was tried ;-)

Bus Stop :

As soon as the bus comes and stops some people try to get in and some try to get out at the same time and since both are simultaneously not possible, atleast one person either misses the bus or the bus stop.. What follows is a talk about the deterioting Civic sense of the society and person who talks about this generally puts himself in the Civilised lot..

Railway Station :

Everything seems to be perfect when the train is standing on the platform.. people looking for S9's and AC2's, People having samosas and tea and getting 5 samosas packed for the kids in the train, People smoking on the platform, Buying Watterbottles.. Real scene starts when the train Whistles and starts to move.. All of a sudden, people start running.. one samosa out of 5 falls down and the person running behind steps on it, one guy loses the cap of his half filled water bottle while running back, chaiwala starts searching for the change while running beside the window where he delivered the Tea, a guy who came to see off his uncle tries to get down and blocks the way for the smoking person to get on to S5, and person supposed to get on to S2 gets on to S10 and somebody consoles his wife in S2 saying "aur kisi bogie mein chadh gaye honge.. Aa jayenge ghabraiye mat"

General Compartment :(My Favourite)

I always love this part of the Indian Railways.. It actually shows the "Unity In Diversity" of india.. actually, the compartment also reminds me of the battleground of Kurukshetra .. You get all kinds of people here... villagers, city dwellers, learned, illitrate, Ganja smokers, people from all relegions, castes, trying to exist in one compartment..
Once you are in, somebody shouts.. Uff Bahut bheed hai...Bhaisaab.. zara khisakenge, baithna hai.. thoda sa adjust kijiye...then that guy replies.. nahi bhai.. aur 3 log hain.. zara bahar gaye hein..
You can hear a Gentleman saying somewhere..Bhaisaab zara side denge.. ladies hain saath mein.. thoda adjust kijiye..
Another shout is heard: Are yahan khade hone ko jagah nahi hai aur aapko sona hai!! Uthke baith jaiye..and then 4 people climb up on to the top berth.
Almost whoever is standing will invariably be looking all around the compartment with wide eyes trying to find some place to sit and believe me...for a split second, some will even consider a bald gentlemans smooth head as a seat ..
and there will always be someguy standing near the door smoking bidi (Unique feature of general Bogie) and the real purpose of him standing near the door is lost as the smoke actually comes in and makes us smoke passively..

We may mock the dialogues of our movies, we may curse the guy who blocked the way while catching the bus, we may think we are unique (infact, all of us are..in some way) but there is something thats common in our behaviour.. something common to all of us.. that binds us together.. What is it?? you tell me ... What i tell you is... Things repeat sometimes... One more question.. Did you imagine an end like this when you started reading???

Flights Of Fantasy..

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet".. Shakespear babu must have had a hard time explaining this.. I am too lazy to search for the explanation that he gave..Frankly speaking, i dont even know if he ever gave one. But I feel its quite true..
I named all my previous posts after writing the body but whats the fun in doing the same thing everytime? so thought of giving a name first and then posting my visionary thoughts ;-) And even as i am writing this, am desperately praying god to help me do justice to the title.. Well lets leave that to God Uncle and storm ahead into the dungeons of the bloggers world.

When i thought of naming this post 'flights of fantasy', i instantly went back in time to my school where we used to have a poem book with the same name.. and some of the lines of some poems even started scrolling in my mind.. i really admire the way our mind works, the way our imagination takes us to places beyond the boundaries... the boundaries of time, the boundaries of physics, boundaries of the real world.. Nothing can stop the power of Imagination..

When i was a kid, i used to imagine little people staying inside the Radio who spoke, sang and played instruments for us.. I wondered who gave them food and like a good boy i once tried to feed them with my part of milk which actually short circuited our radio.. When smoke came out of it, i went and informed mom that by mistake i poured hot milk on those people and their houses have caught fire.. Childhood imagination.. has no heights..

Now.. its not only children who imagine things.. People from all the age groups imagine things..

Close your eyes and think of a person named Raam Khilavan... What did you visualise?
A sweating person with a pagdi holding a lathi and taking the bufallos to the local water body? a person riding a bicycle in a village surroundings? or a milkman? or local ramu kaka..
Somehow, that village surrounding will eternally come in your thoughts out of nowhere. You will find it hard to digest at first go if I were to tell you that Mr.Raam Khilavan is the CEO of an MNC.. Now try imagining how A.Manohar looks like [pls dont imagine a martian with popped out eyes and two tails getting down from a UFO.. ;-)]

I once visited a zoo.. all the while when i was on a bus looking around the wildlife, i was imagining what they might be thinking.. I imagined a lion staring at us thinking "poor humans.. look at them stuffed in that mobile cage".. and why not.. we were not free in there but they were.. then there was this crocodile which was thinking... "bahut din se insaani gosht nahi khaaya.. kaash ek aadh idhar aa jaata to meri to party ho jati".. This did scare me and i made my flight of imagination immidiately land.

Whenever we come across a line in mind like "Aisa hota to kaisa hota (what would have happened if things went that way)", we will imagine.. and once you are on that flight, you fly really high.. like cloning sania mirza and marrying her.. to discovery of a new chemical element... to conquering earth back from genetically mutated creatures like krinocozilla(that name is again my imagination)... to going on a voyage into the seas on your bike. Guess if imagination goes wild, mountains could run in Olympics, it can rain pizzas and burgers and I can score a double Century on debut against Australia...

So You've got the power.. Power of imagination.. Its a free effortless travel to anywhere you dream to go or wanna create/do.. and if you are smart enough to recreate the Imagination in the real world... you will be THE BOSS..

PN.. The first line of this post actually made me ponder too much on my name.. People who dont know me, do leave a comment on what do you think i look like(use your wildest imagination)... the person who comes closest will receive lots of appreciation and a chance to keep getting bugged by this blog.... and the people who know me, are subscribed to this offer by default ;-) And do tell me if God uncle helped me do justice to that Title.. waise bhi.."whats in a name!!!"