Grumps and rants

This is not what I had signed up for. Alas, what is the worth of it doing!? After all, why do it? What would I accomplish from this? Is this what I'm ..., with that I fling another swearing.  Hurling more curses, adjusting and kicking on the chair, I try to focus on my monitor screen,  an over illuminated one. Monitor so agonizingly bright that I might want to wear sun glasses and work for some time, and perhaps hide swollen eyes which refused to open up on the name of Monday. Yikes!! With that, Monday for most, if not all, begins a gory first day of the week. May Lord help to elucidate what went over Sunday that drove to such an awful worn-out yet sunny, and shiny Monday. Having unable to demystify of went past day, I pour a hot brewing cup of coffee. Savoring it, stirring melting the un-melted sugar, gazing at it - forcing my eyes to adjust, smelling, soaking in the bean smell mustering power to beat numbness.  Despite futile attempts, trudging into the black hole of cou

With an immense power and emergence of social media, there rose a new bubble of marketing in Hindi film industry, Bollywood - 100 Crore club. Bollywood - start studded industry, entertaining millions of people, generating umpteen number of item numbers, contributing significantly to the Economy; still, one of the highly sought stage for actors, and artists. Post first half decade of millennium, Bollywood metamorphosed into an industry armed with appealing yet trivial dialogues, cheap item songs, bringing in new action scenes robbed from Tollywood, spectacular vistas from overseas. Along with these, came flashing 6 packs from actors, skinny actresses, which added the final condiment to send back viewers home, with an awe. But, then, there came the tag of 100 crores of money minted, which raised the bar, and set new standards of any movie irrespective, of it's genre, cast, story, and the targeted audience. I regret to say, that the bolder the tag gets, the lower industry is