Bleeding Blue!

There’s so much positivity in India today!!

Apparently, there are a billion people in this country who would, if not for passing a law or attaining some kind of justice, happily bleed all their blood away to watch the cricket team bring home the World Cup.

What is it about this crazy sport that binds every Indian to the core and helps them meet eye to eye? Cricket surpasses everything in this country, even the things that otherwise boil the blood of every man living here and make him go violent; religion, competition, politics, survival – you name it and cricket any day weighs heavier on the scale.

It’s crazy, the spirit catches on. I’m happy to know that at least there are some things in life that remain common among a person’s roots. And despite people forgetting these values as they grow up, there are some more aesthetic things like cricket that join them back together and transform every Indian into each other’s kin as he was meant to be.

We’re actually bleeding blue for the royal spirit of humanity.

Even if for half a day, it’s amazing how people forget hatred; they forget all kinds of barriers conflicting their hearts that tear them away from each other; they forget about the differences of opinion and just let things be. People bring back their lost smiles.

And that’s what makes me happy.

x EdgyShark x

The Sexy Jerseys

There were Ja’bulanis, vuvuzelas and angry referees. There were exciting goals and penalties and stupid animals predicting nonchalances which put even more pressure on the players. Or let’s get this straight, there was one such stupid Octopus who made my German boys look as worried as the Italians and the French, who last time met at the finals, and this time, at the airport.

Here goes the list for undoubtedly the hottest players this fourth year at the football World Cup, 2010.

• Thomas Mueller (Germany)
• Frederick Ljunberg (Sweden)
• Roque Santa Cruz (Paraguay)
• Yoan Gourcuff (France)
• Kaka (Brazil)
• Lionel Messi (Argentina)

Take your pick!

x EdgyShark x

Beeeeeera!

What was not to like? The cold story line, the leftover drama or the excellent sense of cinematography and direction?

Take your pick. The title track’s a favourite and I’m sad it only played during the opening credits.

Honestly though, a theatrical play could have been made out of the same thing and saved on a lot of costs. You cannot go wrong with the beats, the grooves and the music and you probably already know that Mani Ratnam is a freaking wizard. I wonder whether AB behaves the same in reality or not. I loved the location, the sets and the fact that Beera actually means Beer like Raavana is actually Raavan.

Haha.

x EdgyShark x

“I: Resign”

Tharoor quit.

I have nothing to say. Except I really still look upto him. And maybe, sometimes, you need to quit things.

I have so much to learn.

x EdgyShark x

Every Breath You Take

I noticed the weirdest thing ever. This song, Every Breath You Take by The Police/Sting, is actually the perfect Stalker song. What’s not to believe? Let’s do a re-check.

Every breath you take and every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take, I’ll be watching you
Every single day and every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay, I’ll be watching you

What if someone sang you these lyrics really creepily? Don’t you think it’s over the top and STALKER much?! Every breath you take, every move you make, I’ll be watching you. Good luck while you’re peeing and taking a shower. Those horror scenes getting slashed in the cubicle could come true. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Oh can’t you see you belong to me?
How my poor heart aches with every step you take
Every move you make and every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake, I’ll be watching you
Since you’ve gone I’ve been lost without a trace

He’ll be watching you. Every damn thing that you do. Oh faaaaaack. Listen to the song reaaaaally carefully, and you’ll understand what I’m actually talking about. Wait, it gets better with the next paragraph.

I dream at night
I can only see your face
I look around but it’s you I can’t replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby please

He’s crying now. And when he dreams at night, he only sees your face. Oh can’t you seeeee, you belong to him? Ha ha ha. *Evil*

Every step you take, I’ll be watching you
Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay, I’ll be watching you
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake, I’ll be watching you
Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay, I’ll be watching you
Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take, I’ll be watching you

And there’s more, and they just won’t stop singing for about a couple of minutes, and trust me, in Stalker Ville, that’s really long. His croonies keep singing in the background. Every game you play, every smile you fake, hahahaha! Have fun getting scared!

x EdgyShark x

Karthik Could Have Called Me

I was going to write about how ridiculous the movie was, but I have something better to do.

Rock On – Where’s the Off button anyway?

Wake Up Sid – But what if he’s dead?

My Name Is Khan – Then what’s your surname?

Teen Patti – Where are the teen patnis? (Hahahaha)

Click – And then upload.

My Brother Nikhil – My sister … I lost interest.

Chandni Chowk To China – And the return ticket?

Dulha Mil Gaya  – Chalo dulhan ko khojte hai.

P.S Vaibhav says: What will the sequel of Karthik Calling Karthik be called?

Answer: Karthik Redialing.

x EdgyShark x

Starr Is Awesome

Before I elucidate any further, I know Ezzie’s going to be mad because of this. So a post on Ezzie coming up too 😀 Maybe this month I’ll do posts on different people 😀

Starr is awesome. She has the hottest clothes, and some of the hottest/classiest dialogues and wit (the other half being Ezzie.) London baby! Everytime the recess bell rings at quarter to ten, I rush up to the ninth grade, not because I need something to do, but because I love her company.

She lets me vent, she whines with me. The best part being the nonsensical mush that we discuss, right, I’m admitting that I just might be a mush person too. Controlled amounts though, mind you 😛

She’s so much fun, a little princess like. I love parading around the campus with her, picking and sulking at the various subjects that reside in our kingdom and making fun of the Plebians 😀

I don’t think I have a cooler friend in the entirety that she is. She’s REAL funky punk in her own way. Right from the idiocy and annoyance that she can be, to the coolness that she is 😀

Love the music, the haaawt clothes, everything material too 😛

Love you, Starr xx

P.S. Don’t listen to Jay Sean’s Down like how I do a billion times. The word “Down” has begun sounding weird to me.

x EdgyShark x

Into The Wild

You have no idea how much it’s hurting inside, to know that it’s possible.

Nothing’s hit me like this before, Chris McCandless. Oh lord, I think I need to get out of society and do the same. Traverse into the wild. Be human. Be what we’re meant to be, nothing more, nothing less.

Some people feel like they don’t deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.

If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed.

What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?

x EdgyShark x

Kabhi Aisa Ho Jaaye

I haven’t heard a better hindi song in ages. And Jaaaaaab’s really sweet to do a special cover for my whims! I’m so excited!

Jabran, this is like your BEST cover ever. Bleep ya, I feel like junk today and this was the only thing that could lift my spirits. You have the perfect expressions and the perfect whaddya-call-‘nakhra’-in-English, in your voice! x)

x EdgyShark x

Cookie The Strange

I just wrote an entire post on the weirdest license plates, which by the way, Virginia takes the cake for, after getting awed by Dwayne Johnson’s ‘MOJOE’ on the Merc.

Just then, by the power of the internet, I got swooped to a different page with the cartoon of a goth girl with hair the color of blood, shadows surrounding her. And I remembered the picture. Rj and I would laugh over it, early in the days of yore, when we’d both got our state of the art camera phones some five years ago.

Putting two and two together, the SBF talks about this now, and then it hit me. Half a decade of trying to place who Emily Strange looks like, and it turns out, she looks like my sister.

Dark, cold, hidden. And you don’t know which one’s more under-rated. We used to play with Strange when she was a kid, the same with Ezzie.

It’s all weird and voodoo now. She’s a splitting image, and I’m sure there’s a black cat hiding under her bed somewhere. Oh right, she’s called: Silvy!

Entering her privacy posted areas is equal to an infraction of the nation’s policy. Not like I’m craving to do so, but here I am, still not sure of what my type consists of. And I’m not going to be typing myself just for the sake of it.

Because somewhere, you know there’s that soft little thing that likes fur and pink and everything that I would hurl on. Stereotypical.

Sometimes I wonder if they’re doing it just to show the world that they’re different. Just to prove a point, trying hard as hell, and yet it doesn’t work out.

Sometimes, it’s annoying as hell. But we’re somehow managing to keep the peace.

x EdgyShark x