Random Strokes

Disclaimer: The post is totally fictitious and resembles no real interview. Hello, aadaab, lei ho, aloha, ciao, vanakkam, salaam Namaste. This is your favourite host Shashvat Saxena back after three years in yours all time favourite show…  Face 2 face with Shashvat Saxena. Interlude drum…  As always I’ll begin the show with a question that I’ll answer at the end. And that question is… Why it took so many years in executing when it was already decided to re-launch this show? Keep thinking. Now coming back to the routine. Today our guest, the first guest of this new season, is a known personality, the man himself… Mohammed Ajmal Amir Kasab…! Due to security reasons, he won’t be with us in studio but we’ll have our talk on the telecommunications. Waise bhi you know that mobiles are now easily accessible in jail areas...! So on Re-launching your favourite show Face 2 face with Shashvat Saxena, Let’s welcome Mr. Kasab on phone. Please give him a big hang…, I mean big hand…! Int

It was raining heavily outside. Night was at its darkest. Sound of raindrops was echoing throughout the ambience except at house no 48, Schellingstraβe, Munich. “I don’t understand this at all.” Alfred murmured. “This dead body’s hands are burned, car seems scrap and god only knows why I became a cop?” “Never hate your job.” Henry said while entering inside the garage. “And don’t worry. We are here now.” “Thank god you are here.” Alfred said. “Where’s Mr. Jefferson?” “If his assistant is here, so is he too.” Henry replied. “He is having a talk with family members inside home.” “Let’s get in then.” Alfred said. They entered inside the home which was much like a palace while putting off their shoes outside as much mud was glued to them. A quite spotless hall looked sad. Kitchen was a bit chaotic. A lady was crying loudly on the couch besides a calm young boy with soiled legs. A maid was standing in a corner. And a man with a hat on his head and a pipe in his hand was sitti

To all readers... Hi,  Wanna share something with you which is really exciting. It's about the upcoming attractions on yours favourite blog Random Strokes... Two new categories are coming to entertain you with existing four. Yeah, that's true and worth repeating. Two new categories are going to be added in Random Strokes to satisfy your reading demand. And those are... 1. Derick Jefferson Case files 2. Face 2 face with Shashvat Saxena Derick Jefferson Case files will contain the thrilling mysterious cases that Mr. Derick Jefferson (One of the world's best investigators from Germany) had faced and solved. (Don't try to search him on Google. He's one of my characters.) and second... Face 2 face with Shashvat Saxena is actually what I had started before seven years with one of my friend Ankit Patel. It will be containing interviews with celebrities like politicians or bollywood stars on current affairs and other hot topics. These both categories will serve posts re

A tough decision, I've taken to write this but... This is where I am right now... On the Edge...! It took 12 years and 4 months to begin the first step towards the destination of my life. In march-1998, my eyes saw a dream, a dream to become a Film Director, a dream of receiving Filmfair award and in reply to that a thanksgiving speech. (that i still murmur all the time, off course with some changes always.) A 13 year old boy had seen the future. Time went on and I started realizing that it's not easy to get in the industry. What to do now to get in? What if I give all the things for what a producer needs to hire many persons. I started composing songs. Stories were my companion since long and I believed (others too..!) that I can dance really well. So I had now story, screenplays and songs written as well as composed, and I can serve as choreographer, cinematographer and as an editor too. My confidence started boosting. I kept doing my work with my studies for next ten years

Once again a brave decision to criticize my own movie Kuchh Manziley Aisy... in I never criticize category. Though viewers will say there's nothing to criticize in the movie, but as I did in IMDI, there is scope to think what else could have been done. (and why I didn't do that.) First issue is what many of D members too raised. Sad climax could have been more effective and would have left a good impact on the viewers. The suggested end was Erick reaches to Railway station, comes on an empty platform nd dives against the train coming towards him. The original track has sequence that Ishita comes by the time nd saves him. But many had an opinion that Erick should die in the end because the sequence that Ishita saves him by arriving there at the pinchtime seems very filmy nd isn't giving a serious impact of the hidden message of the movie. To justify my decision, I've one moment in my memory when hundreds of viewers had applaud that scene at screening in Surat. Ishita h

Darduras are here... Darduras are there... These Darduras are everywhere...! First I need to explain what is Dardura? But the right question is who is Dardura? He/she is a kind of species of human being. You can say either is an alien that looks like human being. "Yatra dardura vaktarah, tatra maun hi shobhe chhe..." like of an ukti is there in Sanskrit. Which means when frogs are lecturing around you, better you keep silence. Hope now you have identified the Dardura as it's always there every next step of our life. The pity is you can't do anything with these Darduras. They are either your relatives or your elders or the ones you ought to respect. No wonder they have never been to Junagadh yet they'll advise you how to climb Mount Everest. They'll keep interfering your life untill you really feel there's no life in your life. You are angry. You wanna kill them. You wanna eat them. But these darduras are eternal creatures. Nainam chhindati shashtrani,

Actually I was been suggested to write a post on Bharat Bandh by Darshan but being post number 13, I was keen to write something about the history of 13 CityStreets Productions. (and to be frank, I tried to criticize about Bandh but couldn't establish any thing.) So, let me welcome you to the curtain raiser of the trend-making, the one and only... 13 CityStreets Productions. To be precise, it happened exactly before 3 years nd 5 months in my hostel room with another two history makers besides me. Those were the days of culfest in college. And we had planned a drama to perform. Being from Mechanical dept, it wasn't easy to get girls to perform in drama though we managed to get few after perspiring hardwork of a week. But god knows why no one was paying enough attention to rehearsal. So on that dark night, we three, (Hardik, Nildeep nd DJ off course.) were thinking what to do now while facing the frustration. "Damn the drama. No one is interested." I said. "T

With all the respect for readers demand, I am publishing here my reader's choice best ten PJs. So please wear your helmets before proceeding..! 1. Why I can't replace self with my bike's wheel..? Kyunki me thaka nahi hun. I'm not tire-d..! 2. How Ann's religion will change if she got burns..? As she'll become An-jali..! 3. Mere kitchen me GAAY aur BHENS dono kaise exist karte hai..? Watever I put in cooker becomes BAFELOO nd wen it's ready I KHOW it..! 4. How the crocodiles will die if you don't lose..? Kyunki hum e tumse pyar kitna ye hum nahi jante, MAGAR JEE NAHI SAKTE TUM-HAARE BINA..! 5. Why a man is happy after losing his left leg nd left hand..? Because he's simply ALL-RIGHT..! 6. How a BAHU is past tense of future tense of TOMATO..? Kyunki SAUCE bhi kabhi BAHU thi..! 7. Why just Sa, re ga, pa, dha, ni left in the Sargam..? Kyunki Ma to Shashi kapoor ke paas hai..! 8. Why you can't have more than one favourite show o