It seems a girl died after attending Supersonic festival last night. The post - mortem report is not yet out, and people have started alleging that she died of drug overdose.

Moral of the story: Never die at/immediately after a EDM festival.

I don't understand why these guys are so selectively sensitive. Whereas PK thrashes the 'andhashraddha' carried out in the name of God, and makes an effort to replace certain misconceptions of general public with rational thought, it also glorifies the great Hindu philosophy at the end of the movie. So why should these so called 'defenders of Hindutva' get offended instead of feeling proud?

I mean - finally the message is to hunt for truth; stop discrimination; see the divinity in oneself hence making the world a better place and keeping one's principles intact in this whole journey of life - exactly what we read in the Bhagwadgita (and ignored all life until Rajkumar Hirani reminded us).

Came out of the theatre after watching PK, thoroughly impressed. While someone had hinted that this movie would be an eye-opener, it didn't really open my eyes - since my eyes had opened to reality and the exploitation in the name of religion, a few years ago. And while I was vary of the mindless rituals of Hinduism, the unethical conversions of Christianity and the fanaticism of Islam, this movie delivered a fine message - and that was too search for the godliness in oneself instead of expecting supernatural assistance.

Kudos to Rajkumar Hirani for touching such a sensitive subject in a humorous and enlightening fashion. The irreligious alien's perspective makes a lot more sense than some of our self-proclaimed 'managers' of God.

Be human. I am sure those are HIS/HER expectations from you.

What you mostly hear is "Anybody got passes for Sunburn or Supersonic?"

The part you don't hear much is "I want to sell them off and make some quick money to spend on New Years."

Can't believe that, keeping aside Martin Scorcese and Quentin Tarantino, I chose to entertain myself, this Sunday morning, with Richard Attenborough's 'Gandhi'. And it's quite an amazing movie explaining the Mahatma's greatness and unique philosophies. Watch it from a neutral perspective and you will understand why Gandhi is one of the noblest humans to walk on this Earth, ever.

One Dubai-return boasts to me, " Dubaiche raste kide re! Sulsulit, Hema Maliniche gaal kashe!"

I replied, "Arrey Baba! Aamchya Taleigaoan yeun pay re! Om Puriche gaal distale!"

Now that Manohar Parrikar is rumored to be joining the centre, it will be fun watching him talk on national television in his Konkani accented English/ Hindi.

"Agar Pakistan picchese firing kartaa hai, to hum chup nahi baithenge. Hum Lahore aur Karachi kaabaar karenge. "

They're building a new airport, and they want to call it Mopa.
But there's a fierce opposition, hence some want to call it Nopa. 
The drunkards want to have it named Kopa; the druggies wish it to be called Dopa.
The CM has hopes of improving tourism, so he'd call it Hopa. 
The church want to please their bosses by naming it Popa. 
We, the public, don't give a damn; we'd rather sleep and call it Zopa.

Very soon, Goa is going to have a sparkling new airport. Then people from all over the world can avail of a direct flight to world class filth, ugly infrastructure, crowded roads, potholes and natural sandaas.

Mopa Airport for Flopa state.

I don't need a review for 'Happy New Year'. That an old and wrinkled, botox - injected grandfather is trying to play cute n silly itself is a review forecasted before the movie even released.

We should have really put SRK on that Mars Orbiter.

Bhaubeej is one of the most meaningful and beautiful family customs - nothing artificial about it. It keeps alive the rich Indian tradition of family bonding while clebrating the joy of giving.

Keep it that way, guys. Don't let it go the Narkasura way.

Travel advisory for Iran:

if you are a woman travelling to Iran, and a man tries to rape you, you have to sit back and enjoy (?) it. If you try to fight back, then you will be hanged to death for denying the Irani man his pleasure.

Common sense gone to the dogs.

It seems Air India is on the terrorist radar. But I smell foul play here; I am sure there's a conspiracy being hatched by the frequent flyers. " Employ younger air-hostesses, or we will blow up your plane. " grin emoticon

Very soon, names of all Swiss bank account holders from India will be disclosed. I have around Rs.5689 in the Quepem Urban Co-Operative bank Rs.632 in Pirna Co-Operative bank. Phew! I've nothing to worry.

I don't usually believe in ghosts, but there's this ghost mosquito in my room which disappears every time I try to squash it. And then it mysteriously appears next to my face; and then I slap my face, and then it's gone only to return in minutes. I think I should go to sleep with a cross or a 'OM' next to my pillow.

You snatch a tiger from his family and the habitat he preferred and put him in a surrounding one thousandth the size of his home, feed him stale meat instead of his favorite deer, put him up with less green, more noise, camera flashes and chattering tourists.

And then you throw into his enclosure, a sample of the species who did all that to him. What do you expect? Kindness?

The love story of a girl with breathing support and a boy with a cyborg leg, the interesting philosophies and their outlook towards the world which hasn't given them a fair share of life - really stirs up your heart all the way to the brain!

THE FAULT IN OUR STARS - highly recommended!