daastan-e-parampara

bogey aur dhuan.......

Bogey: na bole tum na maine kuch suna, magar na jaane aisa kyun laga, ki dhoop mein khila ho chaand din mein raat ho gayi, ki pyaar ki bina kahe sune hi baat ho gayi...

Dhuan: Yaad sataye teri, mujhe neend na aaye, mera dil na lage dilbarr..

Parampara

Bogey: jo wada kiya, woh nibhana padega, roke "khabardaar", chahe roke ndtv crew, tumko aana padega.. aana padega

Dhuan: tumne bulaya aur hum chale aaye.. jaan hatheli par le aaye....

During parampara

Bogey: mora saiyaan mo se bole na.... maine laakh tareef kar dali.... mora saiyyan mo se bole na...

Parampara ends....

Bogey: aankhen band karlu to dekhu bas tumhe, khwabon mein keh sakti hoon ab na tumhe, rehne de mera yeh vaham (that m married) hi yakin, na ja abhi....

Bogey pleading...

taaaaaron ki yeh raaat hai , AB NA JAAAA, chhoti si yeh baat hai... AB NA JAAAA..... AB NA JAAA....

Dhuan : JAANE DO JAANE DO, MUJHE JAANA HAI... EK AUR SHOW KA TIME HUA JAA RAHA HAI.....

After constant pleadin.. Dhuan leaves...

Bogey: saare sapne kahin kho gaye, haye hum kya se kya ho gaye....

the saga continues...

we'll come bak wid another series very soon... till den... keep blogging....

the hungry wolves....

we had our annual seminar 2day, meet the................(fill in the blank urslf)
man, the biggies (re:velas) of media came, addressed us, ate & left.
the audi ws jam-packed wth the most happening ppl & really cute guys.
and they asked such intelligent questions, man, i ws flng like a dunce sitting thr....
aftr tht, we(bmmmc students) wr cordially invited to eat the most sumptuous delicacies evr prepared, specially 4 us.
they even invited our most fave teacher, KK.
man, it ws actually THE event of the yr.
i feel so sorry fr whoevr who msd out on the opportunity 2 vastly expand ur kbnowledge horizons................

till when will we be subjected to this unprecedented torture?

well today felt more moronic than ever........
non stop nonsense lamenting and whining about all the jazz we heard a zillion times over....
was it enlightening man twas an eye opener of sorst.an awright the one thing worth looking forward to in the past has also slowly but very subtly gone to the dogs........
THE FOOD my friends..
remotely palatable is the word.
what a sheer waste of effort must say.... perfect case of way too good intentions(or the complete absence of them) gone haywire..

subtle expressions.

Lost in creative pool...

Feeling the gushing wind of creativity around... i thought , even i should plunge into this creative pool... so i dived, in hope of meeting those standards....
But when i reached d not-so-deep end, i realized, i forgot the reason of dis brave dive... i thought of addressing our very own bogey again... but d "now" innovative nerves, absolutely denied to strain themselves for cliches....
Hence alas, in the end... i came out of dat pool, in hopes, that i would be able to serve it with more innovative arguments and issues in future...

Bogey Bites

It's so majorly painful,
to sing the prayer song
the tune is such,
it jus snds all wrong.
The earlier tune was jus fine
but cuz it was the looser college's rhyme,
Bogey ma'am thought,
it was the best way to cut laelee's kite.

After the prayer,
the guests shall be welcomed
and we shall be asked to hush
to let the idiots speak.
The doors shall be shut so that we all don't leave.
I dun understand y v hav this meet!

The girls clad in Salwaar Kameez
will be asked to 'invite' the guys,
that's how Bogey perceives,
she thinks v r all like her,
desperate wannabes.

Well, she has reason to rejoice,
'cuz her sweet heart will b there
to make her blush
and bring a quiver to her voice.

Overall, it's a declared flop show,
but it's all about Bogey's ego.
So v'l hav 2 stand this torture
to save ourselves from her taunts
in the future.

So I request u all,
to come along
and add to this blog
it'll b fun to read
what every 1 finds wrong.

Meet the Idiots

We are doing a media course. So, it makes sense for us to interact with the professionals in the field and of course there is this matter of registering our presence in the media world. But why oh why, do we have go about it as if it is an event of phenomenal importance, not just for us but for the entire world. It is a simple interactive session, where the guests come, interact, lunch and go away. What is the hue and cry all about.

The bogey ma'am is after all of us trying her best to make us work like donkeys, a classic case of disguised unemployment (if my memory of my 10th class economics serves me right).
Yes, some preparation is vital so, the need for the food committee, the decoration committe, the choir (ahem! we share your embarassment, may the force be with you.)

But what completely befuddles me is the Press Committee.
I ask you, of how grand importance is the matter? Is it "newsworthy", will it "stop the press", will it take Delhi by storm? Yes, i didn't think so too.
Poor bogey ma'am has been losing her sleep (though not any weight, from what i see) over the comparisons with our film fest but is not able to grasp the simple fact that the film fest, and an international student's film fest in DU at that, is one of a kind event and it will get coverage.
The feeling of deja vu is sweeps over me, as it is now the matter of her nose, like our workshops (how we love to hate them). Let's see how the saga unfolds.

There is this one more little matter of us being taught how to behave. The dear bogey ma'am very kindly drills into us the tradition and culture of the college. So remember,

• we are the hots (oops, hosts)
• we won't talk back to guys (let the old & desperate bogey ma'am do it. what would this world be without a little kindness)
• we will listen to all our guests and ask them questions (yes, we will have to do this, otherwise the IPU and other morons will hijack the session and no need to say, how will it reflect on the department)
• we will eat the food, not eat the food, eat in the canteen, our will!!! ( sorry am still confused about that one)

More updates later..

P.S. - Bogey ma'am has made sure that we have a new prayer tune because the earlier one is the loser college's tune (nudge nudge wink wink).

Bmmmc students: daughers of tata's and birla

the title might sound lil different... and frivolus.... but thats what we are percieved as...
every year, we pay exhorbitant amounts as our course fee, for maintenance of dose cameras and machines which we dont even touch in 1st and second year , coz we are considered as immature and naive to use those equipments... then wat the hell are we paying for.. if we are not even allowed to tuch it.. another issue.. exam fee... every semester , there's a hike... and wenever aksd for the explanation, very conviniently professors escape by calling it a decision of university.... and today, we actually realized that UGC doesnt provide funds for our course... awesome man!! i wonder wat difference would it have made, if i were in JIMS and VIPS...I know we all will say..university ka thappa... what difference ??? in professional world nobody identifies IP.. they cant even seperate out the diffeence between IPC and IPU... So big deal...equal amount of fees we end up paying.. the heavy bills of tapes and films... HUH... All bloody from our pockets.. i keep wondering where does this 38,440+1035=40,000(round it off) goes???? in their stomachs... or yogi and princi painting there home walls thru it.... ???
hundred questions and no answers...