Crashing Tiger hidden drama

Was it Rachel or Elin or Woods himself who triggered the crash in the woods?

Well, well, well ... the GOD of Golf or I should say the Tendulkar of Golf has finally fallen ... I mean both literally and virtually ...

Tiger driving his car below 33kms/hr crashed himself on a fire hydrant before banging his vehicle on a nearby tree. Now what on earth might have happened to him that he became so wayward.

According to some reports, it was not woods but his wife Elin that triggered this crash and contrary to reports of her smashing the window of his SUV, actually she tried to smash his skull... may be it might also be a golf lesson gone completely wrong ... life is a book of possibilities after all.

Whatever might have brought that literal fall, Woods had a close shave as he got away with a few bruishes, much to the peace of all his friends and fans (including me) and woods appreciates it.

Many feel Woods must have slept behind the wheels and I too desperately pray that this should be true as sleeping behind the wheels is anyday better than sleeping with Rachel. LOL!

Retirements plans for Sachin

Fans all over the world have bared their heart and crooned their way in praise of the 'GOD OF CRICKET'.

Former skippers, administrators, actors and singers -- all have coughed out their feelings for the little legend all ready.

So much have been the Sachin-ama that I have been feeling a bit scared about the man and his lot after cricket.

Not that the beginning of the end is anywhere near, but just a spasm in my heart and a concern for the little master have pushed me to look at his life after cricket when-so-ever it is.

So, here I go! Sachin take a look and make a pick.

1. Starting a full six-month course in disguising and camouflaging for the budding lovers. Given his strature he is likely to get some international clients as well very easily.

2. Keep weilding his bat and oiling his bones till he cracks Neville Wadia's record and etch his name in the Guinness Book of World Records.

3. Not that he is a novice behind the wheels, and given his penchant of becoming the first Indian in all he surveys, he could well throw his hat at becoming the first Indian again to drive Force India's VJM02. (Not to mention his iconic status will help his cause here too)


4. Given his quality of staying hungry he must have been size zero by now. Jokes apart! He might think of writing the next edition of 'Stay hungry, stay foolish'.

5. Given his goodwill and iconic status, he can start Sachi-nayam, mixing pranayam with his cricketing acumen. In the process he can get rid of his cramps and think of making a comeback again.

P.S. Although critics feels Tendulkar is unlikely to dislodge Wilfred Rhodes from the top of the longest Test career chart. According to predictions, when the world ends in 2012, the masterblaster will be the lone survivor and then he will likely to continue playing with the ETs before hanging up his boots.

Dhoni misses the Dusshera point

'Captain cool' MSD have lost it. Many would say it was a strategical error but I feel it was a logical error and a lack of out-of-the-box thinking that left India in the corner after their suspended match against Australia yesterday.

Desperate times ask for desperate action and MSD should have taken a leaf out of Paddy Upton's book and should have done some head scratching before going into the match.

Or how else would you explain Dhoni's decision to go with a squad like that on the eve of Dusshera and Dasami, the day when the Ram slayed Ravana and Durga returned back to her husband Maha Dev Shiv's residence.

If you remember correctly, Dhoni had the correct recipe to slay this Ricky 'Ravana' Ponting and his 10 heads. The only thing he needed to do was to bring on the mythological characters of Indian cricket.

Say a (VVS) 'LAXMAN' and (Sridharan) 'SRI RAM' in the opening slot would have given the Ricky-avanas a nightmare.

Bring 'SHIV' (sundar Prasad) and (Dinesh) 'KARTHICK', (Dodda) 'GANESH' and And then 'LAXMI' (Ratan Shukla) next and you would have had a perfect Mythological team which would have surely attained divine powers on the holy day of Dusshera.

So there you realize now what a blunder MSD did. They were there all the while but it's only that our captain cool missed the point.

From being a reticent coach to sex guru, Gary Kirsten's life has gone through a complete U turn, a diametrically opposite curve which he himself must be having difficult to fathom.

It's as bizarre as like travelling through Antartica and suddenly finding the sun shining brightly or may be you are standing amidst a pile of sand in some corner of Sahara desert and it starts snowing from nowhere.

Even the bollywood potboilers couldn't have come out with a more thrilling and topsy-turvy script, but that's truth, that life. I feel bad for the man and pity for the journo who for the heck of some publicity and for being famous did such a thing.

I wanted to write a satirical piece but I didn't coz something stopped me. I wish Mr Journo had his facts in the files and heart in the right place before filing the story.

Journalism is intoxicating, my friend. It kills U!!!

Six predicaments of being Sehwag

1. As if the beamers and bouncers weren't enough, you have to
dodge the captaincy offers which are off and on hurled at you;

2. You have to learn how to live under the swadow of Tendulkar
which always keeps lurking over your head;

3. You have to riyaz the bhajans regularly to keep your head at the
right place;

4. You have to think about a thousand ways to hide your injuries;

5. You have to spearhead not only the innings but also brawls and
rows;

6. You have the responsibility of not only inspiring your team and youngsters but also create awareness in AIDS.

Champions Trophy is round the corner
Eight team will fight it out
Asia and rest of the world will clash for supremacy
But what will count, who will stand out?

Batting pyrotechnic will be on a high
cleaning Bowlers wet and dry
adrenaline rush will touch the sky
Everytime the white cherry fly

Pacers will unleash bouncers and beamers
as tweakers mix doosras and carom balls
with pressure mounting on the men in white
they will give wrong and ambiguous calls

Shastries and Bhogles will blabber on mic
involving in post mortems and pep talks
spectators will boast and cheer their teams
as corporates weigh their stocks

PCB : Another epic in making

Get over the twists and turns and mind-boggling plots of 'Ramayana', 'Mahabharata' and 'Bible' or the 'Lord of the rings'(LOTR) and 'Harry Potters'(HP). They might be considered the greatest epics but there is something much more thrilling, edgy, clumsy and confusing brewing in our neighbourhood.

Pakistan 'Circus' Board ... urrr ... sorry ... I meant the Pakistan Cricket Board has the potential of being one of the greatest story never told.

Intertwined with truth, lies and betrayal, PCB has been the centre of attention (if not attraction) among the cricketing world for quite sometime now.

Now, who can beat this?

Qadir, Sohail resign, while Altaf was sacked -- all within three months -- and now Butt is in line. None is spared, if some players are dope-tainted, officials are corruption-tainted.

Younis, Intikhab, Shahid, Asif, Akhtar -- everyday throws a new face, a new story, a new twist in the tale which never cease to surprise you.

Well, that was for the general information but here comes the scoop.

According to surveys/research and data received here LOTR and HP directors are planning to make a movie on this potential-to-be-the-greatest epic.

Well, rumours are also ripe that Khushwant Singh is fed up of dyeing his hair and before dying, he is dying to write the greatest epic of his lifetime and with his 'Train to Pakistan' connection, he can well come out with a masterpiece.

But here also an Indian will have to fight it out with JK Rowling, who is according to sources is not too happy with her Harry Potter series and wants to write a masterpiece before she dies.

Meanwhile, Shashi Tharoor has also decided to come out of the 'Shadows across the playing field' and join the field instead and might partner one of the protagonist of the would-be book.

Well, I don't want to sound too ambitious but who knows I myself could be the next Valmiki or JRR Tolkien. So, WATCH THIS SPACE!!!

Gauti's day out

Clad in a red t-shirt with a coca-cola tag, Gautam Gambhir rushed to a city food joint where an army of photographers and fans were awaiting him. Among the zillion faces there was he standing, sitting, grinning and 'gambhir-ing' almost in regular intervals.

While, the guy adjacent to him, donning a blue-white strip shirt, was blabbering about his company and its association with Gambhir, the left-handed 'coke' boy was trying to keep his fans away by an appealing smile, which to me looked quite confusing as if he doesn't know why he was doing it.

Soon the mamoth speech abridged and fans, winners of a contest (don't know when and why it was organised), started pouring over him -- all dying to have autographs of the chocolate-faced cricketer as he signed with ultimate panache. He stood up for photos and again sat down to sign. It started happening with such regularity that it seemed as if it was a capital punishment meted out to him. Poor soul! I pity him!

Amid the legion of fans, there was this girl, completely floored by Gauti as she just couldn't stop showing her 32 teeths and almost threatened to sabotage the show as she insisted of having exclusive pics with the Delhi/Harayana dasher. The damsel wearing a black top also went on to ask the photographers to shun all other pics and have her pic on the front page of the newspapers next day.

Among all this pandemonium, there was this poor me, who cooled his heels waiting for the cricket to be free. As soon as Gauti was liberated by the dreamy damsel, I sprang into action and posed a question:

"May I speak to u Gautam for 2 minutes?"

Well, the two minutes noodles was not cooked and Gauti gave a royal snub, moving his head to and fro like a pendullum and after turning back rushed out of the restuarant. Well, all things doesnt have a happy ending, U see.

Glimpses from Gachibowli

One of the entrace gates guarded by security officials



A security personnel on guard on the eve of Independence day.

Glimpses from Gachibowli

The entrance gate of the World Badminton Championship



Chinese students studying in Osmania University wait outside the Gate to watch Lin Dan play.





Indian men's doubles pair of Akshay Dewalkar (L) and Jishnu Sanyal (R) at the World badminton championship.



World number one Lee Chong Wei stretches before his first round match

Ploys for Aussie Boys!!!

Battered and bruised in the Lord Test, Australia is still licking its wounds. While the tongue is busy lapping over its injuries caused by England, the eyes and ears are working as a radar to catch any (however trivial it may sound) news that can help them to save their skins. According to highly dis-placed sources, Australian players have taken it as a mission to teach the Englishmen a lesson and are employing some logic-defying and head-spinning ploys. Here are few of them:

1. Squirming from the wrath and curse of his mother, Mitch-es has decided to get over the glitches by brokering a cordial relation between his karateka girl-friend and his melodramatic mother and has contacted the king-of-melodrama Karan Johar, who has advised Mitch-es a twin dose: Watch K-3-G in the morning and K-A-N-K in the night and if that doesn't cure the sore, watch Sooraj R. Barjatya's H-S-S-H.

2. To get over the nightmare of Lords and seek divine intervention, skipper Ricky Ponting has rushed to the ghats of Vanarasi in the disguise of sadhus and stared awe-struck at the God's eye and sources say he also clicked a photo which he plans to keep in his left pocket like former skipper Steve Waugh during the rest of the Ashes series.

3. With arch-rivals Australia and New Zealand coming closer , a divine-struck Punter is convinced it is yet another call of the Almighty and so he has asked Cricket Australia to approach New Zealand Cricket Board to sent born-again Shane Bond to Edgbaston in place of a injury-struck Bret Lee.

4. Shane Watson's divine truth about Australia has set the players in a soul-searching mode and Punter has decided to leave all practice session in the backburner and look for some innovation in sledging and coach and players are idea-ting all day long to come up with some camouflaged version of sledging.

Sporto-nama

Bemused Dhoni struck his foot on the axe
T20 coach caught for alleged sex

Frustrated Bob Hoghton spit venom on Gill
waiting for a Dubai and Barca drill

Ashish Nehra exhumed, Abhishek Nayar zoom
Ojha, Jadeja will groom, but for Irfan no room

kid Somdev gears up to fight uncle Bhupathi
Federer billed second, unfazed Nadal busy with Knee

Saina gives a sail to her Super series dream
Arvind, Chetan dwindle with hope too slim

Hockey India brings Gill back in limelight
Roy sees for himself an end of the light

He walked out

He walked out of the jail
his face worn and frail
Now he stood there silent
watching the slideshow unveil

He pondered over his life
ruminating about things found and lost
A doctor turned traitor, he thought
As his eyes got smeared with moist

He freed people off fears
now he fears for his own life
He fought for peoples' rights
until law stripped his own civil rights

Today as he stands outside the gate
amidst cheering people of his own land
he knows all is not lost yet and
this is surely not the end.




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IPL ordeal over?

The IPL is finally over
After more than a month show
But the horrors still hover
they just doesn't seem to go

It was a month-long ordeal
giving scribes many a sleepless night
As the players fought in South Africa
we burnt our fingers all night

While Cricketers made fireworks on field
corporates danced their way to bank
the Tinsel town also had the cake
just we had our hands blank

Come June and another circus
another ordeal will begin
As countries clash for T20 world cup
we will fight to save our skin

I don't VOTE

Newspapers tell me to vote
But I simply don't care
I put on my branded overcoat
and say politics is so unfair

Radios tell me to vote
But I simply don't care
I hurriedly change the fm station
Unmindful out of the window, I stare

TV channels tell me to vote
But I simply don't care
I switch on to a music channel
and get lost in the blare

Websites tell me to vote
But I simply don't care
I turn on to social networking instead
And chat and rant with flair

My friends tell me to vote
But I simply don't care
I argue relentlessly on top of my voice
vanquished, throw my hands up in the air

And then I tell others to vote
and when they don't care
I give them a piece of my mind
and a 'responsible' look, I wear

The old lady at the traffic signal

It was a blistering afternoon and I was already running behind time for my office so I decided to board an autorickshaw. I had an assignment somehere at Defence Colony. On the way, the auto halted near the Mulchand flyover red light. I glanced at my watch, it was around 10:30am and the road was chock-a-block.

In the cacophony of the dinning horns and sound of the engines, I was trying to concentrate on my yet-to-attend assignment, as it was my first assignment after joining my new office. I was trying to figure out the questions that I was going to ask the cricketers, playing the informations time and again in my mind. Just then a voice broke my reverie.

"Beta,...beta?" the voice said, in a rather emotional note.
Even in that escalating pandemonium of different noises, her voice were very clear and almost jolted me out of my day dreams.
"My daughter is pregnant, she is bleeding and needs medical help or else her baby may die.
"Please help me, beta, please help me."
I turned and looked at her. She must be above 60, I thought.
Her eyes were embedded in the skull and cheeks sans any flesh, as if they were just stuck on her facial bones. she looked very feeble and weak.
I then turned to have a look at her daughter. A rather too young girl to be a mother, how can she be a mother? It can't be -- was my first reaction. But then when I turned my eyes to her abdomen, I realised I was wrong. Her abdomen was swollen and she had covered it with her saree.
"It is not about money beta, I am in a very dificult situation that's why i am asking you, please help me beta," the grand old lady continued.
".....I have to take her to a hospital immediately or else anything can happen, please have mercy."
All my life I have been rather too emotional while dealing with such situation. But coming to Delhi had made me quite the oppostive of my usual self. Also the alarming number of fradulant situations and characters that I had come across in all these months in the capital made me quite a hard nut to crack.
But being at that situation and seeing that old lady and her daughter in such a condition, put me in an uncomfortable situation for reasons that I have no answer. Moreover, in these last few days I had come accross many reports of many pregnant women dying either because of the negligance of the doctors or the people to whom they had seeked help.
Those haunting reports now started hovering in my mind as the lady kept pleading for help. I tried to withdraw myself from the whole situation turning a deaf ear to her words more than once as she continued, "don't be so inhuman beta, please help me...I will pay your money back, give me your address and phone number."
Meanwhile, the light turned green and the blowing horns of the vehicles touched a crescendo. As the vehicles parked ahead of my autorickshaw started moving, I realised, although a little, it will still take some time to clear the mess.
I knew within the next few seconds I will be gone, leaving the lady on the road and I will never meet her ever in my life and since there was nothing by which I could have proved if she was telling the truth I was sure I was doing the right thing by not offering her the money. But my mind gave way to my heart and in a haste I took out a Rs 100 note and handed it over to the old lady as my auto slowly started to make a move.
No sooner I had handed over the note, all of a sudden her expression changed. Without saying a word, she just walked away and there was a strange blank look on those eyes which just a few seconds ago were flooded with helplessness and humility.
My Auto engine was roaring now as it was racing ahead. With each moment the lady was gradually getting lost in the maddening crowd of humans and vehicles and soon she was completely out of my sight.
Many days have passed since then, although she has been out of sight ever since then but she certainly has not been out of my mind. I still ponder whether I did the right thing by offering her the money. I still don't have any answer to that.
Recently, I told the incident to my friends and unanimously they offered me the same feedback: I had actually made a fool of myself. May be yes, may be no but one thing for sure it certainly taught me a lesson. But should I repent, to be frank and honest I don't know yet.

Shoe virus on the prowl

Red Alert! Red Alert! The shoe virus has attacked once again. This time it is none other than BJP's prime ministerial candidate L K Advani and the place is Katni in Madhya Pradesh. The name of the perpetrator who borne the virus is Pawas Agarwal, former BJP district president, which means it came from BJP's own family members. It is all the more alarming. Regarded as one of the most deadly virus to have attacked India, this shoe virus is turning out to be a kind of epidemic that the world has never seen before, its spreading like widefire and anybody can be a victim of it.

According to psychologist, the early symptoms are very hard to figure out but psychologist has said it is highly contagious and might spread more quickly then the species I, II and III combined. It is triggered by Aggresion, violence and greed and an instant desire to attain fame, though the shoe-virus victim camoflageous it well as a way of activistic protest.

Psychologist have cautioned that it might lead to more dangerous consequences and the perpetrator may well in future throw something else, like socks, shirts, t-shirts and underwears too and if that doesnt quench his quest, he/she may take to tv, radio, cellphones and even tables and chairs.

The government has sprang into action and has decided to hold all public rallies and meeting through tele and video conferencing after its proposal of holding those in an open ground with minimum clothes (read underwear) were vehemently protested by social activists.

Even the national security agency have decided to look into the matter as it might led to national shame if someone decides to repeat the act when some other countries premiere visit to India.

However, Bollywood remains unfazed and director of 'Stoneman murderers' is already toying with the idea of making a sequel on this deadly virus, titled 'Shoe-man hurler'.

However, on a positive front, after Jarnail Singh was appointed as the brand ambassador of Reebok, there has been a lot of competition. But the growing number of shoe-throwers have diluted the competition as each of the shoemakers can have their respective ambassadors according to their brand requirement.

According to latest reports, there would be an auction for the most prized shoe-thrower and he would be honoured with the 'Shoeman of the millenium' by none other than Showman himself, Subhash Ghai.





Note: The post should be taken in right spirit and humour and not as an intention of maligning or disreputing anybody.

Searching Lashmi Rai

Perusing through the pages of the internet in search of some interesting news on IPL, I stumbled on an AFP report about the Bollywood bonanza in the African nation. Amidst the numerous names like Priety Zinta, Shilpa Shetty and others all of a sudden I chanced upon a name called Lakshmi Rai that I had never heard. Being a film aficionado, it hit me hard as how come I don't know anything about this damsel which the paper claimed to be a Bollywood actress. If that was not enough, the paper also claimed that she was having a romantic liaison with none other than the Indian skipper Mahendra (Mohini) Singh Dhoni.

This bit of information was enough to shake me off my feet and i raised half bemused and half anguished at ignorance and I decided to dig out everything that i find about her. Well, here what I found.

First of all, she is not a bollywood actress but a tollywood or I should say south Indian actress but there is no point in blaming the guys who addressed her as a bollywood actress as they hardly have any idea about the enormity of the film industry in this part of the country. We don't only have bollywood here, there are a lot of woods like Tollywood (both for Tamil and Kolkata 'Tallyganj') and Mollywood (Malayalam) and a lot of other woods would come up in the future, aping the west.

However, its the second information that left be all the more confused as wikipedia claims she had a romatic relationship with Indian Cricket's slap boy S Sreesanth. It plunged me into a deep thought as if she was in a relation with Sreesanth why should she be here for MSD. May be she would know it better...

However, the exercise lessened my guilt of ignorance to a large extent as I have not seen any south Indian films aprt from those hindi translated ones. So it means it doesnt fall in my scheme of things. Bravo, I am not that ignorant afterall....... or m I?

The Great Indian Political drama award

The Great Indian Political drama is gearing up with the Lok
Sabha elections just a whisker away and as a kick off ceremony
we want to present before you the 'best of the best' awards
which would motivate and inspire our politician to carry on the
juggernaut for another five years (or less) to come.

Here it goes:

1. Most original idea award: Samajwadi Party supremo Mulayam
Singh for his out-of-the-box (Out of the universe) party
manifesto of banning English in education and computers in new
projects.

2. Best villian with a great escape award: Congress leader
Jagdish Tytler for escaping the sword after the CBI gave him a
clean chit in the 1984 anti-sikh riot case.

3. Best debutant and critics award: Dainik Jagran journalist
Jarnail Singh for lobbing his shoe at Home Minister PC
Chidambaram during a press Conference.

4. Life time achievement award: Former Prime Minister Atal
Bihari Vajpayee for emerging as the longest serving politician
that the nation has ever produced. Recently he was discharged
from AIIMS as doctors declared him fit to go home after 26 days
of stay at the Intensive Care Unit. 84-year-old Vajpayee piped L
K Advani by a whisker as Advani is three years younger and alive
and kicking. Advani need not worry as he is assured of his life
time achievement award next year if everything goes unwell.

5. Best MQ (Melodramatic quotient) award: To the two Ms of Indian
politics, BSP chief Mayawati and 'mother India' Maneka gandhi for
their melodramatic drama over Mother Teresa (she must be tossing
in her grave).

6. Best Actor, Script writer and Best Director: New kid in the
block BJP colt Varun Gandhi for dishing out the best seller,
most heartrendering performance in his potboiling Muslim bashing
episode in a public rally in Pilibhit which threatened the
national security as it broke lose a war of words in the cyber
world between India and Pakistan.

Aftermath of Shoegate

Journalist Jarnail Singh has finally done it which others have not dared to do in India or in the sub-continent so far. His lobbing a size eight Reebok shoe on the Home Minister P Chidambaram in protest against the clean-chit given to 1984 sikh riot accused Jagdish Tytler has made him an instant hero (like instant noodles) and also made him richer by Rs 2 lakhs (not to mention the great escape, thanks to Chidambaram's magnanimity or I should say political backlash in the times of Lok sabha elections).

Well, all that may be old news, there are certain exclusive earthshaking and trendsetting news at our hands which we would like to share.

1. Jarnail's audacious shoe lobbing has bagged him a two year contract with shoe maker Reebok as their official brand ambassador, removing Yuvraj Singh.

2. Looking at his heroic and celebrity stature after the shoe-gate (like slap-gate) incident, Sony television has decided to come up with a reality show where participants would be judged on their accuracy or their shoe-throwing ability since all the perpetrators of the act worldwide have so far missed their respective target.

3. Considering at the prospect of making their kids instant celebrities, parents in every household are persuading their wards to leave the ball (football, volleyball, tennis ball, ping pong ball and all sort of balls) and take to shoe and are asking them to practice the act at home, day in and day out, so that they can win the reality contest instantly once they are aired on primetime.

4. Also it has been learnt that all the stalwarts of the tinsel town are making a beeline outside Jarnail's house, to cast him as a lead actor in the film with the name, 'Shoeman millionaire'. It would be one of the high budget movies and many actors are already wooing the role, including Irfan Khan, who according to reports, has left the steeplechase role and is practising the shoe hurling act, to bag the role.

5. However, there are some business houses who are seriously looking at the act as a deviation from the normal usage of the shoe and so are considering to come up with a statutory warning in the shoe, reading, "Please use it for wearing only. Hurling,
lobbing or any kind of pyrotechnics with it can be harmful to health."





Note: The post should be taken in good spirit and in good humour and not as an activistic way of freedom of expression.

Slumdog mania

Slumdog! Slumdog!
Where have you been?
I had been to the Oscars to pick up the queen

Slumdog! Slumdog!
What did u find there?
I found some white monkeys, sauve and fair

Slumdog! Slumdog!
How do u feel?
I look at the Oscars n think its a good deal

Slumdog! Slumdog!
Now what will u do?
Next time i will offer them my bedroom n loo

Slumdog! Slumdog!
Do u want to make a film?
ya, i want to make 'white monkey's bollywood dream'.

How a Journo would have written SHOLAY

Ever thought what if Javed Akhtar and Salim Khan, who wrote 'Sholay' had been Journalists? Well, have a look.

1. 'Jai' was killed, while 'Veeru' suffered minor injuries before physically challenged 'Thakur' overpowered 'Gabbar' and handed him over to police to avenge his family members death and help the people of Ramgarh live in peace.

2. 'Jai' fought his heart out but couldn't escape his death as 'Veeru' and handless 'Thakur' battered 'Gabbar' before handing him over to the police and absolve the people of Ramgarh from the dacoit's menace.

3. Police has finally arrested 'Gabbar' from the hilly terrians of Ramgarh after 'Jai' and 'Veeru', helped by handless 'Thakur' brought his downfall here today.

4. Ferocious dacoit Gabbar Singh, who had escaped from the jail, was arrested from the hills of Ramgarh today after Jai, Veeru and Thakur brought his downfall.

5. Radha's dreams of marrying again came crashing today after 'Jai' was killed by Gabbar Singh's gang in a shoot out, which culminated into the dacoit's arrest, thanks a timely intervention by 'Veeru' and handless 'Gabbar'.

CUPID ON THE RUN

Floating in the labyrinth, they passed their days, speaking their mind with no fear, shootings arrows in the sky, hoping they strike all and sundry, transforming men into Adams and women into Eves.

Cut to 2009. They are on a chase. Running frantically through the green meadows of gardens and parks, the swanky hotels and motels and even through the schools and colleges. They are on a run, sneaking through the skinny alleys, searching a place to hide.

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Jai ho Indian culture
Jai ho Indian tradition
Jai ho in the name of Ram
Jai ho in the name of Allah
Jai ho in the name of Jesus
Jai ho in the name of all 36,0000 Gods
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JAI HO