Tuesday, February 23, 2010

In the end, it's selfish!

For someone I met…

It feels so nice

To have u on my side,

It feels so right

When you hold me tight,

Remember the day when we first met

The sun had only just set,

In the twilight, you and me

Came together for all to see

What it was, I don’t try to fathom

It was some chance, something random,

For, whoever ever got such luck

Getting what you want without spending a buck,

You came along

And changed the song,

You swept me off my feet

And made me skip a beat,

I was so alone, in command

Was so alone, I needed a hand,

I didn’t know what I was missing

Till the time we were kissing,

It was like waking up for the first time

Seeing everything in a new light,

Roses were rosier, the music more clear

The grass beneath my feet was suddenly more dear,

You told me that I could do it

Losing you woud be the end of life as I know it,

I am more selfish than I was before

It is not for you, its for me more.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

To Fantastical Journeys

Flying broomsticks, conversing animals, magical lands, is it just me or are fanatasy worlds taking over bookshelves across the globe with a bang. Never before has the world been gripped by a stronger fascination for any one kind of storytelling. How did this mania begin? Where and when did it start? It is very difficult to pin-point one exact moment when this rage started, but we can easily say that it was J.K. Rowling who took everyone on a journey to the worlds unexplored. And now, the earth seems to be streaming with so many hidden secrets to lands unknown that if all of them were actually true, there would be a very tiny population of people who were ‘muggles’(people with no magical powers). Vampires, werewolves, witches, wizards, hobbits, elves, dwarfs, greek gods, their children with human beings, and sometimes even human beings themselves all make up the star cast of this genre.

All these tales seem to have the same storyline albeit with a twist. The hero is the good little kid who is always bullied by his peers but has a golden heart that beats for everyone. He is more often than not is in shadow of what his parents were or is supposed to pay for something they did or did not do. Journeys ensue, battles are fought, lives are lost and in the end the good triumphs once again. The same story, but in a different cover, with different names, and they are picked up faster than hot cakes on a rainy afternoon. Why does this happen? The new age generation is supposed to be the most grounded in reality; science has never explained things as clearly as it does today and yet we are drawn to legends, conjure up stories, live in our imaginations, wishing it all to be true, hoping for someone to appear out thin air and tell us we are different too. Bella Swan of the Twilight Saga is the eye – sore of every girl on the planet this day. She got what everyone else dreams of. The perfect guy, actually two perfect guys fighting over her, and immorality (what men have craved for since the beginning of time).

But my question is still left unanswered…What is the draw of these novels. Does the answer lie in the common human nature? To want something that eludes you. As Ankur Maheshwari notes, “It gives them a chance to be whatever they want to be. It gives them a freedom not possible in their everyday life.” So here comes my next question, where is this leading, this never ending dissatisfaction for what we have and the craving for something more? Are these novels doing more harm than good? They may have been written with a purpose to just entertain but can they in retrospect cause depression and unhappiness in the lives of millions who learn to hope and believe in things they shouldn’t by reading them.

It’s a known fact that delusional disorders are growing at an ever increasing rate and the demand for psychiatrists at its highest ever. Is it just a freaky coincedence or have we got so lost in our own minds that reality and fantasy have molded together become one?

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Give THEM and me a break!!!

I have been keeping my silence for long. But not anymore...otherwise i will burst with impatience. What do the people of our shining country have against Mr. Danny Boyle and Co.? What did he do except take a story he believed in and stuck by it in the direst of circumstances. In the course of the journey of this film, he has proven that Underdogs can win.

One half of our country is bemoaning that why did he have to show the underbelly of India. Why couldn't they show the good things? Excuse you want them to churn out the commercial garbage that you do? Well, I am happy they didn't, otherwise you'd be crying that they made a better masala movie than you do. Are you listening, Mr. Bachchan?

The other half is celebrating that this the first step for Bollywood to get into the Oscars. The gates have been opened. Bollywood babes I apologize, but i have to break this news to you. Your beloved bollywood movie can not get an Oscar in any category except the Foreign Film one. It is individuals from bollywood who can get Oscars, but only if they work in a hollywood movie, like Rehman and Resul did.

I haven't seen anyone on the tube, except Mr. Mukesh Bhatt, to have a different opinion than the two mentioned above. Appreciate the movie made by Hollywood with India as it focus. Don't go crazy. Its not an Indian film. We are going mad about nothing except the fact that we love it when the west looks down at us and waves. Just like the slum kids (no no no, i meant those children who voluntarily live on rail roads, coz slums don't exist in India) do when we wave at them from the trains.

Couldn't an Indian have made this film?? I don't think so.For the simple reason that he wouldn't have got around to finishing it. The political parties, the social activists(?), the messiahs of the poor would have ranted and ravaged and destroyed property, people and their beloved poor in the process. And we wouldn't have been this crazy about the Indian film, in the first place.

Why was this movie named Slumdog Millionare?? My beloved countrymen can't let even this go. What was their secret agenda behind it? Were they making fun of our country? Why? What? How? When? I ask their detractors, which Indian director would have the guts to make this film and which Indian producer the guts to produce it? Who? Who? Who? Which Indian production house would have got the kids who worked in their admitted to English medium schools and and paid auto rickshaw drivers to take them to school for the next 8 years!! Who would have set up a trust for them, which will pay them to the tune of 25lakhs when they turn 21. Answer me this.

Like SRK said, celebrate the fact that they used the word MILLIONAIRE with slumdog and don't keep crying about why they used SLUMDOG.

I rest my case. Think about it.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Food for my LIFE

My staple diet ;)

Mum n Papa – My back bone…

Momita –OOPs!!! Sorry its MoUmita…gosh I’ve never seen anyone as obsessed with their name as her..thats y I’m not even gonna try spelling her surname…lol
The yin for my yang, who bolte hai na, kuch rishtein hum banate hai aur kuch rab hamare liye banata hai….what we share is truly the latter…when we first met, I couldn’t imagine that we could become good friends, forget becoming totally inseparable…I’ve had the time of my life with her n felt so proud when shreeram told me that, looking at us he started believing k two girls can really be best friends without being bitchy(about each other, i cant cant deny what all we said about some people;))…I am so happy that I found the best gossiping partner ever….yipeee..

Vinnie the dholu molu, the kung fu panda, the cute toad, the teddy bear, the worst would-be-mother-to-my-nephews n nieces…the list of names that I’ve bestowed upon her in the last two years of our friendship is ever endless. From thinking the worst of me to loving me (I know you do, even if you deny it till your last breath)…this specimen has come a long long way…I feel so proud of the changes I’ve brought in her…come on, you have to accept that I’ve made you hip…I just love the way I bully you n you LET me do it...I love the way you’re a bitch in college and….outside it to…I love having a sister…

Now lets get to the desserts that I enjoy in life

C- Coolest
E- Exciting
B- Bunch of people
The boring week seems worthwhile, for the Saturday evening coffees (free of course)…n the unsuccessful attempts by Joy sir to keep our volume down…:D..

Shah Rukh Khan – I’m ready to be his brand ambassador for free…he’s my fantasy hero…n I’m not going to leave him even for you MoumiJ…

J K Rowling – Thank you for giving me a ready-made fantasy world to get lost in…

Mills and Boons – My stress busters…

My crash pad – it has my aspirations, my dreams, my deep dark secrets, hidden in every corner, every fold of the curtain…

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Who am I???

Who am i...
a set of equations...
a bundle of emotions...
Who am i...
strong, sensible, cool...
vulnerable, insecure or maybe a fool...
Who am i...
a caged bird who wants to be free...
a wandering soul in search of my own sweet tree...
Who am i...
so many facets, so many a mask...
uncovering the layers, seems quite a task...

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