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Here goes my various '8 things list'

8 Things I’m passionate about:

1. Movies [Watching, analyzing, related trivia, boring people with all useless related gyaan, movie trailers etc.]
2. Reading [Newspapers (especially editorials), fiction, nonfiction etc.]
3. Religion [Rather lack of it]
4. Food [I proudly proclaim that I live to eat]
5. Freedom
6. Bakar [ This includes cracking PJs]
7. Geography [as a child I used to read and analyze maps. I can still boast about being ‘awesome’ in this. In fact, some people have been surprised by the fact that I know lot about the places which might otherwise be relatively unheard of outside the region]
8. Staying connected [Includes chatting, blogging, random time pass on internet etc. I now access internet even while travelling in a bus, through my cellphone, something unthinkable few years ago!]



8 Things I want to do before I die:

1. Travel extensively across the world.
2. Write 2 books – 1 fiction and 1 nonfiction at least!
3. Keep unshaven looks for a long time … maybe for a year or so!
4. Maintain good health and be in a good shape[hopefully without having to work hard on it and without compromising on eating]
5. Spend 12 hours post evening at a beach, with a long walk the talk session … of course after couple of beers.
6. Be an expert in economics [as of now, even the basic IS-LM model scares the hell out of me]
7. Appear in front page of a newspaper [for all right reasons, of course]
8. As Bryan Adams would put it – ‘Be 18 till I die’ !!!

8 Things I say often:

1. F**k
2. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh, oofffffffffff ... and other random noises
3. Basically,
4. Pel raha hai be …
5. Sahi hai
6. Hmmmm
7. Nahi yaar
8. Dekhte hain


8 Books I last read:

1. A thousand splendid suns [Khaled Hosseni]
2. The undercover economist [Tim Harfield]
3. 3 mistakes of my life [Chetan Bhagat]
4. The kite runner [Khaled Hosseni]
5. One flew over the cuckoo’s nest [Ken Kessey]
6. The tipping point [Malcom Gladwell]
[I do not remember what I read before The Tipping Point ]


8 songs I could listen to over and over again:

1. Main zindagi ka saath nibhata chala gaya [Hum Dono]
2. Abhi na jaao chhod kar [Hum Dono]
3. Chand mera dil [Hum kisi se kam nahi]
4. Deewana hua Baadal [Kashmir ki Kali]
5. Badi naazuk hai ye manzil [Jogger’s Park]
6. Dekha ek khwab [Silsila]
7. Badi suni suni hai [Mili]
8. O Sanam [Lucky Ali]

I am sure that the next time the list would be at least half-different

8 bloggers who should do this tag:


Anyone one and everyone who reads this blog can …

Everyone’s invited. More so if your blog name has an alphabet ‘A’

Comments

  1. hey good one!! :)

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  2. Main zindagi ka saath nibhata chala gaya [Hum Dono] and Abhi na jaao chhod kar [Hum Dono]... Just beautiful songs... You rightly said, the list for songs will keep changing...

    "Everyone’s invited. More so if your blog name has an alphabet ‘A’"
    Something specific ;)? Just kidding :)

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  3. @ worldthrumyeyes

    Thanks.Hoping to see a similar post on your blog soon!!

    @ silencekilled- "Main zindagi ka saath" is the only song that I am sure of retaining in the list for a reasonable amount of time. Others are excellent, but choosing top 8 is a difficult choice!

    Most of the blog titles have 'A' in their name, as a recent research of mine shows ... SO I have put this

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  4. Well bakar is the thing I love the most with all my hostel mates....Nvr change...b wat u r!!

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  5. nice one...

    here is mine..

    www.siddhumokkai.blogspot.com

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  6. . The kite runner is really an awesome book.. movie is also good..

    nice post..

    www.freakyfryday.blogspot.com

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