Aar Jay and all.

Whoever you are, reading this, you need to know one thing. I consider that one thing as the biggest achievement of my life and that is meeting SRK. If you don’t know, go check my page RJ Vidya and see the photo.

Well, that in place, that photo is the context of this. After I put that photo up, I got 35 death wishes, 56 hate messages, 37846827361 silent murders planned. Yeah, I get it. I would've done that too if any of my friends met SRK. Apart from that, I meet a lot of celebs. It is a part of my job. And I know each one of you who follow my updates think I have an amazing and chilled out job.

Well, let me break it to you. NO.
This post is to tell you how it feels to be an RJ. What goes into being that and what goes into making my job amazing.

I have timings. 9:30-6:15. Yes, I do. No, I don’t do just my show and go home. No I don’t talk what comes into my head at that time. I have a responsible job. People are listening to me, and they believe me. I do the movie show, and if I say Rajnikanth is acting in Golmaal 4, there are people who will believe it. THAT is why I work for so long. I write my script, recheck what I say is right and then on the show say it in the style I want to.

For all those who think people who talk a lot can be RJs, you’re welcome to try once. Please.
Being a radio jockey is not all about talking. It is about talking the right thing at the right time in the right sense. We have a huge pressure on our shoulders that a city is listening to us and out there are people who think we are right. Out there are people who want to be us one day, just like I did at a point in my life.

Every single day, sounding like you just saw a unicorn dancing, is not easy. There are times when all we want to do is tear the mic, throw the headphones and cry in a corner. And yet, what do you hear? Happiness. Excitement close to a 3 year old who ate his/her first ice cream, For we know that there is a minimum of one person in the entire city who will smile at least once listening to what we say and that drives us.

The endless releases week after week, constant reminders by boss, running around the PROs, fixing the date, meeting all kinds of people, throwing the fake smile around like it is confetti and finally getting the interview done after a lot of awkward moments with the celeb. Yeah, all that goes into the fancy photos you see on my Facebook wall.

Let me come to the fun part. I don’t sit in front of a computer all day and work for clients or feel lost all day. I chose this. I love being an RJ. I love the adrenaline that comes with being one. I love the way my heart beats out of nervousness every time I meet a celeb.  Yes, I love it, but I’m human too. And I get bored or tired of stuff.
I’ve got higher authorities too. I cannot do what comes to my mind, cannot talk what I want to on radio, cannot ask the celebrities what their dog’s name is.

Okay? Stop asking me to die cos I met your favourite celebrity. Stop asking me to not feel tired or bored of office as I have the best job ever.
Maybe at that point, I would’ve loved just eating a piece of cake with a friend and not go meet that ‘overhyped as they can act’ human.

If this sounded like a rant to you, read it again. This was just a message to all the people who think I’m getting paid for doing nothing and chilling with stars. I needed to explain this as I did not want people thinking it is easy here. The radio industry, in Hyderabad at least, is already infected with such irresponsible gits, it does not need more nuts that think they can make it just because they have the gift of gab.

Go now, and follow your dream. Only then you can blog stuff like this. 

From lyf to life

At a point we all want it, at a point we hate it.
There are days we cry about it. There are days we realize the importance of it.
We learn through it. We unlearn through it. We are taught about it. We teach it.
We see others doing it and wonder if we're doing it right. Then we think we're right and tell people how not to do it. We look at others who have done it right and think we will get there someday. We don't realize they haven't stopped doing it. We set standards, norms, preconceptions about how to do it. We think the way we do it is right. We find faults with others ways of doing it. No matter what, we can't stop doing it. We just cannot.

Everybody does it.
So have I.

From spelling it as lyf to Life.

Growing up. Everybody does it. And continues to do so. 

Confessions of a movie buff.

Life is full of highs and lows and even movies are. Each emotion expressed, each scene, could have been true, and really felt by someone. Even if the movie is terrible, I tend to connect to the characters and relate to them in every possible way. I laugh with them in their happy scenes, and weep with them when they are depressed. The movie is taken way too seriously by me and i have a particular favorite character in every movie which i completely involve and see the movie from their point of view. Mostly it is the hero's. If u ask me "Who is your favorite hero?", i wouldn't be able to answer that, as i like something in everyone. It's like asking a first ranker, what is your favorite subject. The student would definitely like something in each subject.

In this process of connecting with the movie, for three hours, i lose myself. I forget who I am, and everything that's happening in my life. I forget the bad things that happened to me, even the good. Movies are entirely a different world to me, and i live one of the character's life for those three hours. Stress busters, they are. The most happiest moments for me are when i enter the hall, first day first show without knowing what's waiting in there. I prefer those first day first shows as i don't get the review by then and i can have a complete own opinion about the movie. The depressing part is walking out of the hall after it's over. Even after i walk out, i wish that i would exchange my life with one of those people with beautiful and happy one's shown in all movies. Not that mine is any less, but change is always welcome. As long as my memory permits, i have walked midway out of two movies only. I hated those, and found no point sitting in them. Surprisingly, those both movies were received well by the people and went on to be hits. I could not connect with a single character in the movie, maybe that was the reason. I could go on about movies forever.

Movies=happiness, for people like me, who lose themselves completely in them.

we cannot start afresh can we?

its 11:30 pm and im actually not asleep. i dont know why i blog only when im in such a confused state of mind.

Well. I turned 19 last week. and had the best 19 yrs of life anybody could wish for. but ryt now i feel like running away from evrything and start everything fresh. i kno running away isnt possible but is starting afresh possible? we have so many emotional bonds. we hurt people, we get hurt. we forgive, we don't forget. people don't forgive nor do they forget.

Life changes so drastically. last year this tym i had the bestest friends life could give me. ryt now, yeah we all are frends still but at each corner of the world. or geetha, who stays ryt here and has become distant but she's there for me whenever i need her. i feel selfish.

And i want to change all that. change the way things happened. and start new.

We are so engrossed in this stupid race of who's better than whom that when we actually sit back and think everybody in the corner of their heart think they need to start afresh. not to correct their mistakes but to see how life would have been if they did things the other way..

I wish i had a chance. not to go back to the beginning but to start a new one.

LiFE

after a very long time im actually posting. and first time im posting without a calm mind. right now im bloody pissed. so u might not like the post. so dont read it.

life. whats it about? choices? chances? what? no one has an idea. i thought life is all about how you want it. but its not. it really feels good to say i live my life my way. but actually thats not the truth. no one can live as they want. agreed to the point its your life. but then so many people and so many things made it. your friends,parents,school,college,money....all this makes life. its just we're born alone and in the end we die alone. i completely disagree with the phrase"live for yourself coz in the end u die alone". even if we try we cant live for ourselves. even for that we need help from others. ur decisions in life wont affect only you. affects all the people close to you. thats why the 'i' in my title is not capitalised. u play a very small role in ur life-you just live it,thats all.

god knows why i posted this. though i cant say its my life il do whatever i want, il say its my blog and i post whatever i want.

p.s- read my post "wake up vid" to notice the change in my opinions.

back.

it took me 5 months. and guess i'm still not out of it. i've not been posting since the last 5 months. to be true i've lost my creativity. i'm not able to write. not at all. what's wrong with me i donno. well, this post is crap. dont even read it. i just wanted to post something after this long. hope il be able to continue posting. some gud stuff.

Less aefforestation,More dafforestation..

Dafforestation might sound new to you guys.This term was coined out by me... and this post is all about it.. according to my definition,dafforestation means campaigning,publicising about saving the environment and actually nothing is saved there..
All these save forests.go green,save the tigers campaigns...where do they lead to?? in fact,who cares where they lead to?

The ozone layer is depleting.So what? It definitely doesnt bother people in any way.. Save the tigers.. If the child passes the board exams,their shame is saved, and this is what we care about. Life has not become practical. It is practical from the time we're born. Everybody is far too busy with their own lives. Whether trees are planted or not,schools and offices are open. Whether tigers are saved or not,protests for telangana are going on..

I agree people are contributing to campaigns. By signing up online,showing it off on face book. Turn off the computer,forget about it. A few people might go further and conduct programmes. Im not saying small help doesnt count. I agree a drop of water makes the ocean,but not when gallons of it is evaporating. A drop compared to the ocean is a joke.Even you know it.

Whoever is doing whatever to save the environment,im not discouraging you. nor am i encouraging the others who are minding their own business to do so..This is my personal view on whatever is happening nowadays. And i know dafforestation will continue and maybe sumwhere even im a part of it..
Jai dafforestation,Jai Jai dafforestation..!!

Fraandshipss..

as i told aadi,my first line is.. thanks aadi for inspiring me for this post..not only for this post but for my blog.. i know i can never write as great as u..but then, atleast u r readin my posts..

friendship.. im not going to write poems about it or senti stuff.. im gonna put it in my way.. firstly about two people who made me what i am today..my mom and dad..love yu both!
then about another two people who actually made me what i was not before.. malu and varsha.. i can go on and on about them.. i wouldnt say they are the greatest friends anybody could have..i would say they are the greates friends i would have.. thats for sure.. ALL the fun i had, all the moments i shared.. they'l last a lifetym..even longer.. i would never forget varsha's never ending lectures about what to do at which age.. but then she grew up..well, i think she did....and malu's never ending food craze..umm she dint grow out of it yet.. i have no idea why i'm blogging about these two considering the fact that they might not even read it and others dont need to..but then they've played such an important role in spoiling me and making me "vidya" so i guess i could do a post about them..

Whatever we do,we do it together.. or maybe we used to.. time and distance has separated us.. and i know we cant be like we used to.. and i know it cant be helped.. but how many ever tons of friends we'l make..ur places are gonna be the top.. love yu both!! im not gonna thank u. dont wait..
im gonna thank the reader cuz u've spent a little tym in ur lyf readin about the most beautiful part of mine.. thank u

mayabazar - my review

this is the first post of mine which is reviewing a movie.. and after a long break im blogging again.. the review is abt mayabazar. WHAT a movie!! i know i've watched it very late..but the new version in color made it more interesting.. my dad was tellin me its a 53 yr old movie.. i was not bored even for a single second of the movie.. we think technology has cum a gr8 way.. but 53 yrs ago, i couldnt believe this was possible.. they spoke about lie detectors and a mini laptop which showed u wat u liked on screen.. there was apparition showed.. flying weapons changing avatar..this is the BEST movie the Indian film industry ever had..it's a tribute to the movie field.. all the characters were portrayed by perfect star cast..even the side dancers were soo pretty!! and the best part of the movie? Savitri gaaru.. i added the "gaaru" coz any human would respect her after seeing her performance in the movie.. so beautiful,so expressive,so talented.. we had a savitri in making referring to soundarya.. but unfortunately we werent lucky enough to have her for long enough..hoping the Telugu industry at least would make efforts to put forward such astounding movies in the near future..and even if they dont..the legends will remain..

lecture aka class peekadam

Give me some sunshine
Give me some rain
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again..

this is a song from 3 idiots.. nice one.. i js loved the lyrics of this one.. many must've thought that the song is perfect for them.. in lyf evrythin happens once.. so instead of repenting..live today.. live as u wish.. its ur lyf.. the song says we've spent our childhood in front of books.. mugging up crazy chem reactions.. or stupid weird mathematical signs...well,that is necessary for us.. but that doesnt mean we spend all our tym in it.. it depends on us how we wish to take lyf.. if we think it is a burden.. it will be one.. i dont kno wat im typing but one thing i know is... whatever happend is done.. dont worry abt tht.. think watevr happens is for our gud.. and instead of repenting l8r tht our lyf has been wasted.. atleast now realise how big the world is.. how much fun u can have... its never too late.. thre are opportunities for evryone in this huge world.. i donno whether im being stupid.. but.. believe in God.. accordin to me.. watevr happens in lyf is cuz of him.. all the ups downs.. he wants us to see evrythin in lyf.. i know this sounds lyk a lecture.. being given to ppl who have suicidal ideas.. so il stop ryt hre..

i wrote this in my 6th standard.. reviews plz!

THE WARDROBE MYSTERY

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon. Georgina and her sister Alicia,

Who was 1 year younger than her, were lazing in front of the TV set.

Their parents had gone for shopping. They repented now that they had refused

To go. The doorbell rang. They did not budge from the place. They were too lazy

To open the door. Again it rang. Alicia got up lazily and opened the door. There was nobody there, but still the bell was ringing. She rubbed her eyes vigorously. Still no one there. She got scared and called her sister. Georgina came and saw to find No one there.

Both of them were trembling and they were scared to death! Just then they heard their rooms wardrobe wrench. They were terrified. They thought a robber had entered. They went and took a quick peep into their room. No one in the room. But the wardrobe was wide open and not a single sound was heard except the terrified sobs of Alicia. Georgina comforted herself by thinking that they were imagining things and having hallucinations. She thought she left the wardrobe open before. She cautiously but quickly went and shut the door. She took her sister and returned to the hall to continue watching TV.

The afternoon passed by like that. They forgot about the spooky event. As usual Monday came and school started again. It was strict rules from their parents that Georgina should wait for Alicia and come back home with her. But on Monday, Georgina had to hurry, as there was a party for her. She left Alicia in school and rushed home to get ready. Alicia wondered where her sister had vanished suddenly. She started walking home slowly. The way home was deserted. That was the main reason why her parents had asked them not to come alone without each other. As she was walking she heard footsteps behind her. She looked back but no one was there. Again she heard a sound but it was not the sound of footsteps it was like something shaking. She looked back and again saw that her room’s wardrobe was in the corner rattling. She was surprised and was wondering what the wardrobe was doing there. She slowly went to it and opened it. She found her sister inside cuddled up in the corner. She was unconscious or asleep as Alicia thought. She immediately pulled her sister out from there and took her Home. She went to her room and saw that the wardrobe was not present there. She immediately went to her parents and asked them whether they had discarded the wardrobe and told them that she had found it on the road with Georgina inside it and that was why she was so sick. Her parents told her that they had not touched the wardrobe. She ran into the room and saw that the wardrobe was back there…only with a small difference…………it was grinning broadly (the grin was drawn). Alicia immediately took a look at the bed. Her sister had vanished.

They searched for days and days but no trace of Georgina. They all were worried. Alicia had fallen sick, as she was continuously thinking of the mysterious disappearance and the grin on the wardrobe. As soon as her sister was missing she looked at the wardrobe only to find it clean without any thing on it. She knew that something was wrong with the wardrobe. It had proved unlucky as soon as it arrived home. The money, which was kept in it, was lost. Their parents were worried about Alicia’s illness and Georgina’s mysterious disappearance. Alicia had fallen very sick and was not recovering at all. Alicia was continuously repeating to her parents about the sighting of the wardrobe but they thought she was simply blabbing all this, as she was not well.

After a week of strenuous searching, their parents thought there was no more hope to find Georgina. That Friday evening they were all sitting in the drawing room waiting for news from the police. Alicia had recovered. She kept repeating the story to them but it was like an unbelievable one. So naturally her parents did not believe her.

As they were waiting like this suddenly Georgina came into the room and sat. Nobody noticed her arrival. She was amazed that from so many days why her family members were acting so strange. Nobody was speaking to her and all were worried. She tried to call them many times but nobody even heard her. Now she had come and sat in the room but again nobody noticed her. She went near Alicia and screamed at her ear. She did not react at all. She did not understand this at all. WHY WERE THEY NOT SPEAKING TO HER?????????

She got really angry and so decided to go from the place. She went and sat in her room in front of the mirror. She slowly looked up. She was not to be seen!!!!!!

She was wondering what was wrong with her. She got afraid and looked again. She was not there. Then she realized why she couldn’t see herself in the mirror and the people also couldn’t see her. SHE WAS DEAD!!!!!!!

She recollected what had happened to her. She was walking on the road the way back home. She saw the wardrobe there and went to open it. She had fallen into it by tripping on a stone. She had fainted because the wardrobe door had hit her head. She felt that her sister who had found her in the wardrobe had brought her back home. After that a thing had come out of the wardrobe and killed her. And that thing looked like a ------------ she couldn’t recollect. She somehow wanted to show her parents that she was present in the house.

So she tried touching and lifting up things and she came to know that she could do that. But if only the things fly how will the parents come to know of her. While she was thinking all this she suddenly heard a sound inside the wardrobe. She was going towards it and she heard a scream she ran towards it. She thought that her sister was the victim of the wardrobe and it was true. When Georgina went to the wardrobe she saw her sister was getting pulled inside by something she tried stopping it. The thing was black and hooded and Georgina could not make out what was that but she remembered that it was the thing, which killed her. She ran towards it and stopped her. Alicia was wondering what was pulling her outside but she was thankful to whatever it was. She was terrified of the thing and could not figure out what it was.

At last Alicia came out of the wardrobe. She looked around to see what had helped her out. She did not find anything. She decided to investigate about this spooky wardrobe. She went to the antique shop where they had bought this. The shopkeeper started telling about this wardrobe.

“Long ago there lived a man named riddle. He had a house on top of a hill. The hill was a very deserted place and his was the only house there. All people thought that he was mad because he used to act really strange. He never used to come out of his house. In case he did, he would look at all the people little strangely. Some people feared him as he had an evil look on his face.”

“As days wore on, the people stopped worrying about this man. He also stopped coming out of his house. But mysterious disappearances started taking place in the town. People never suspected this man at all. After a long time the people started wondering where this man had gone. A group of five people went to his house to find it deserted. The man wasn’t there. But they found the wardrobe. It looked empty. But the man who had gone near it went missing. He just disappeared from the place. All the people left the house and warned everybody not to go near the house.”

“At last it came and landed in my shop mam. I told all this to your parents at the time they had taken this. But they did not take it seriously as they thought that it was a stupid tale to believe.”

Alicia left the shop and immediately rushed to her house. She remembered a fact that if this wardrobe killed a person they never knew that they were dead and actually became ghosts. She knew this as she read about this wardrobe somewhere. She just thought about Georgina. She decided the wardrobe should be discarded. She told her parents. They agreed to this and threw the wardrobe out. She felt happy about this but she missed her sister a lot. She knew her sister would be there somewhere in the house. And she thought she might be the person who helped her from the wardrobe.

As all the problems were over, Alicia went to her best friend Amanda’s house. When she entered their house she found the atmosphere little tense. She asked Amanda what was wrong. Amanda said that her little sister was missing. As Alicia passed by the room of Amanda she saw the same wardrobe in it and………………………………………………… the grin drawn!!!!!

the most nonsensical poem anybody can write!!

I'm looking at my shoe,
wat's bothering you?
the sky is blue,the kite flew,
about what i'm talkin i have no clue,
do u??
it is true, that i grew, drinking moutain dew.
I drew,apples few,
people were in queue,but i din't see you.
(the next line is censored.. contact me for tht)
what will you do, if i chew the coffee bru.
i know you want to stick my mouth with glue,
as about wat im talkin i have no clue...do you?
and i'm looking at my shoe..
is it still bothering you??

wake up vid!!

lol.. i know its a dumb copied name for a post...but still.. heard that the movie "wake up sid" is about a guy realising that there is more to lyf than just fun... i dont believe that.. all i want in lyf is fun.. ryt nw im havin fun...soo much.. ppl tell me that lyf is more than fun.. they tell me im living a lyf in fantasy wher nothing goes wrong..yea evn in my lyf things go wrong...but its jus the way we take it.. i strongly believe watevr happens happens for the best!! one of my best frend.. says i dont luk at the negative side of anything.. to be true..i dont know thre's a negative side to evry situation... and im bloody happy that way.. ryt now..i love lyf.. and im living it to the fullest.. my mantra-live life as u want to,afterall,its urs!!

my 1st blog

thanks to aadi... reading his awesome blogs has inspired me to create on of my own.. i dont know wether il be posting frequently or not..but i atleast gave it a shot.. right now my life is as perfect as it can be.. except for those dreadful quarterly exams wich r comin up in a week.. guess life's not as perfect also.. umm..im away from my best friends,not watching any movies,not going out...all this thanks to my exams.. and the only bestie i've got here near my place is also shifting away.. but still.. as usual i always feel my life's gr8.. i mean thats the way i live.. i think watevr happens is for the good.. and so evrythings good in my life.. i know this post is shit.. i dint know wat to post..thts y this is the result.. il try to post sumthin less shittier next tym.. tada for now!!