Pallav's blog

If music is your religion, then coke studio is probably the right place for you. Music here is different, it’s psychedelic, it’s timeless, it’s the beginning of another cult music scene in India. Many known faces, many unknown have gathered here to create magic. It’s just not another musical show for money and fame.Coke Studio @MTV India is the real fusion of time, culture and harmony.

This is no Cinderella story, this is no different romance but there’s definitely an element of magic. That first young spark, that first acceptance, that whimsical journey through the dreamy aisle would inspire every girl to think about castles, horses, and that Prince Charming.

Microblogging! The new addition to the content hungry universe is making everyone bit crazy. Some people are investing hefty sum of money to gain followers, some folks tweeting extra sensible quotes, some individuals trying to be little humorous, the celebrities gaining millions of followers overnight and some people are still dazed.

The journey was someone’s dream; the trip was unlikely filled with nostalgia, the known valley was exuding extreme bliss, those faces outside the window screen had unique smiles, the whispering meadows kept accompanying us. The captivating Assamese sojourn starts from here…

Finally we are going to Kaziranga National Park - It’s the place where my dad started his career as a Range Officer, the place which is located in the heart of extreme darkness. One horned rhinos, elephants, tigers, wild pigs, varieties of bird species dwells here. The sanctuary is a natural treasure -unexplored and unrecognised.

My college reputation sucks. I have no girlfriend. I have no high grades. I am a loser in front of my parents. My life sucks.
 

They say the place is cursed and one shouldn’t visit the ruined town after sunset. There are evil forces, there are strange animals, the roofless facades and the eerie Haweli could make you uncomfortable even during daytime. I wish they were just false presumptions and man made stories but they aren’t.

10 friends decided to decipher the noise behind the uncanny Bhangarh fort supposedly known as the most haunted place in India.  They hired a Tata Qualis, packed some beer cans, whiskey, a fresh lemon and got all set to decode the unknown. They were unaware about the road ahead but they were very much inquisitive to get a glimpse of the place known for its eeriness even in an era where almost nobody believes in the existence of ghosts. They were picked by the benevolent cab driver from various places like Gautam Nagar, Nehru Place and Lajpat Nagar. It was a bright moonlit night in Delhi; there were marriages and parties going on all around the city. The journey started at 12 O’clock midnight. Everybody updated their Facebook status before leaving Delhi saying “Going to Bhangarh – The most haunted place in India – Wish us luck”. 

Overcrowded train stations, slums, beggars, thieves, potholes, disparity, hatred, racism, ego driven generation, freezing cold and the great Indian poverty. The rise of hypocrisy, the want for more money, the thugs, the rude capital and the silent majority dwelling, purring, dying, without proper justice…
 

2010 flew away, many new relations created, many friends added, many stories written, some got married, some got separated, some kept wondering and some had a very tough time! Now we are waiting for another year, another time, another life, and another sunshine.

Everyday the sun goes down without an appraisal. Every night the wolves howl without permission. The desire for perfect curves, perfect face, perfect weight, perfect height, perfect girlfriend, perfect job and a perfect life make people crazy.

The archaic melodramas, flamboyant tragedies, heart touching romance, larger than life everything. He is the world’s greatest poet, writer and a superfluous geek. 

Literature is incomplete without him; he invented words at ease. It’s difficult to interpret his style but the magic created by Shakespeare still make us think a bit.