B-Log

“Jai Jai Shiv Shankar,
Kantaa lagey na kankar,
Ki pyala tere naam ka piya,
Hooo, gir jaungi, main marr jaungi,
Jo tuney mujhe thaam na liya,
Hoo Sau-rab di”

Remember the song? It’s the first one that comes to my mind when I think of Shivratri. The mela, the crowd, people high on stuff. Did I just make it sound like just any regular party?

Actually no… that’s not what the song means to me. As a kid, it used to be a huge riddle which only the intelligent would understand and yet never be able to solve. And I was the lonely dweller of that land.

Firstly, why do they have to call out Jai twice and Shiv and Shankar only once. Why isn’t it Jai-Veeru Shiv-Shankar? Don’t Shiv and Shankar mind being mentioned only once, when Jai gets sung twice right in the start?

And who is Jo? Is Rajesh Khanna’s name Jo? Jo ne kyon usko nahi thamaa?

And the biggest mystery of all…
Who is this Saurabh? And Surabh di kya? Did the lyricist forget to complete the line?

Shivratri used to be one festival with a really confusing filmy theme song!

I think God took my Dilli ki sardi grievance pretty seriously! After it rained all day yesterday, there were chunks of ice falling from the sky… banging against the doors of my balcony today. Saw a hailstorm after ages! And that too where the balls were upto 4cm in diameter. (Some even bounced off my head as I stood stretching my arms to catch them!)

Nothing else to report. Just another sleepy Sunday.

The Gutter-Queen made her comeback today! Na na na… she hasn’t lost her thing at all. Still rules the gutters and never touches the pins! Whether its a flying one, or a spinning one… the strange radiation that causes all the gadgets to go kaput, might also be responsible for the ball to acquire such sudden affinity towards the gutter whenever rolled down by her. In other words… I went bowling today after about a year :) In addition to that, shot a few baskets in the gaming place too. Left basketball about 8yrs back. Sigh!

After a long time I had tons of fun :) It was a good day!

P.S. Finished reading The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time :)

My blocks are as nagging as I am.

Bought four books today:

• The Autograph Man - Zadie Smith
• Kafka on the Shore - Haruki Murakami
• We Need to Talk About Kevin - Lionel Shriver
• The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time - Mark Haddon

Now lets see how long would it take me to finish reading all of them… Hmm…

Writing obscure, cryptic, intelligent sounding stuff is quite difficult. But then again a thousand monkeys with typewriters would be able to achieve it atleast once in the book that they write, i.e. if they do.

Therefore, with the assumption of me being slightly (if not a lot) intelligent that our ancestors, I try my hand at it every now and then. Just like those canvases with colours splashed on them, all of them titled “untitled” (may be they forgot to specify a filename while saving it!), hanging around a snob art-gallery.

My efforts are like random snips with scissors on a piece of paper, and everyone tries to make sense out of those random shapes. If only those snips could be on a folded piece of paper, which makes an enchanting snowflake when unfolded.

But then again, who cares to fold the paper anyways!