Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Just to forget...

Dreams lovely dreams. Makes you want to live life again and make you want to believe in things you had lost faith in. dreams take you to the world where you always wanted to be. Do things you always wanted to do. Lovely space carefully protected in our memories. I am a big dreamer and am not afraid of my dreams at all.
Let’s see what happens next.

For days have I toiled to get you out of my head,
To stop sensing you are there and to feel your breath.
So why have I worn this mask of success,
Just to seek your attention or just to impress?
Words, stupid words come in my head
And I don’t know how well to forget
Those memories and moments which were not worth living
Those days which were not worth cribbing?
Today, tomorrow or had it been yesterday
Nothing will ever be coming your way
………………………..

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Pup...pup...away...........


It is a puppet’s life for sure. Some buy it, some sell it and some are… Some time back I thought I would never indulge myself in such a market where there is no profit at all. And guess what even though I tried to keep myself away from it I am suffering from heavy loses. :-)
Any ways, it surely was never planned by me but then somewhere out there someone planned it all for me. It was totally unexpected but as any other spectator I had enjoyed others’ performances a lot and wished mine too could have been so great and wonderful but things were planned the other way round.
The show began even before I could realize it and I was in the centre stage giving my performance and the audience was very supportive and encouraging. So here I was and there was no way of turning my back to it. The spot light was already on me and I had to perform. And to my heart’s delight you too were there with me, and we were performing together. I was happy and excited and wanted this performance to go on forever, at least as long as we could manage. And I must say we were managing it mighty well.
I never ever imagined that out performance would end so soon and that I would actually be a puppet. I had performed thinking we were performing together but I was so very wrong and generally I am wrong in trusting people, and in this case, a puppet so easily. It soon seemed that I was performing and you made me perform as you desired to see me and not as I wanted to be. Anyways it was way too complicated and it still is. But it seemed I was a toy up for sale or rather till yet on display and sooner or later someone would have bought me. And I was surely up for display in the showroom. But this toy girl soon realized what was going on around her and much to even her surprise now she is very much into buying and selling of these puppets. Now she organizes shows for them and makes them act and perform in the stage called life. Ever wondered why? Well the answer lies very much in all of it. It a two letter word with everything in IT. ;-)
I can make others dance to my tunes now. I can make others laugh or cry as well. Cruelty is perhaps attached to me these days but who isn’t cruel in this pretentious world where people are to conscious of their softer, emotional side.


It is a futile effort on my part to make others realize how very shallow we are becoming each day. Hope things will change for lucky few and lets all hope that sooner or later things will be back to normal perhaps. ;-)


I have learnt that for every love letter written, there is another one burned.

Friday, October 10, 2008

The system


I had a great time with old school friends. I previously had no intentions of ever going out for pandal hopping since I strongly believe that it’s all a part of showing oneself off to others rather than paying any kind of homage to our beloved deities. Anyways the three of us planned to go out together on the afternoon of Navami thinking that the day would be cloudy, but we had it the harder way. Anyways the point of me writing it all down is that no matter how badly things were turning out for us we were together and had a great time. It somehow reminded me of the old school days when especially I and S would always be together, having a really awesome time. And A would occasionally contribute as well. It still feels like we are still in school and back to those golden old days when we were together and not so much busy with our respective own curriculums. Those stupid things we did every now and then. The first day we met and how much I encouraged them to talk to me even though initially they were a little hesitant and how fast we became friends. Those stupid places we were allotted away from each other and how soon we would change our places to as to being able to talk to each other. And especially me and S, no one was ever able to stop us from opening the Tiffin boxes in the middle of the class and that delicious junk food we both have had. Some days in paradise I say. Those silly jokes we laughed at, those days when we used to give a damn to other onlookers inside the school premises, etc. etc. etc

So many things, such great moments and awesome memories, everything was revived the other day. Seriously guys you made my day and thanks for whatever you have done for me till yet and I wish you both the best of what life has to offer.

“Jinse socha naa tha mohabbat kar baithenge

Unhi ne mohabbat ka seekh padha diaa

Aur jinko khojte rahe hum mohabbat ke liye

Unhi ne humme ruswa hona seekha diaa.”

:-) ;-)

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Kya baat hai????


Memories...

Sawaariyan




The Classic


I am losing my sanity finally and all because of myself. I am great at messing up my life and regretting every damn decision I take. And later cry and expect people to be around me to console me when I am the one who should be blamed for all.
If only I could talk to you, to tell you how much I was and I wasn’t a part of my own self. I wish you could have sat with me here earlier. I wish we wouldn’t have arrived at this. But then what is done cannot be undone now. They say they saw it in your eyes but what if I never felt it. They never could see the real in me so how can I believe them? How could I make them understand that I am lacking in me? My lips are sealed with fevi stick as if, I want to scream out loud but I cant. And the worst part of all I am happy or at least I still can pretend to be happy. But I still can smile and yet manage not to cry in front of even you.
Hehehe
Blabbered again… but for what joy, I don’t know. What is true is not even true any more. ;-)

Here’s my memory of SAWAARIYAN

I don’t exactly remember the date, but I do have the tickets with me [I could have seen the dates but who would move?] I had warned my dad time and again not to watch the movie with us and had insisted that he should take OSO’s tickets but nonetheless he came with us. A hell lot of things happened that very day and two more unwanted creatures had joined us in. Yucks! That was bad, super bad.
Anyways according to me it’s a story inside another story so as to say Fiction and in fiction anything in possible. Gulab ji [Rani Mukherjee] narrates the story of a Rockstar Farishta [Ranbir Kapoor] who tries to keep everyone happy. He is sad to see others sad and he tries his best to keep everyone around him happy and cheerful about love and life. As for his own self, he falls in love with a girl, a pretty damsel. A girl waiting for her love...and her love has promised his return 2 her. And so she waits for him and is ready to do so as long as she can. That is what we see in Sakeena [Sonam Kapoor]. Well but who doesn’t wants true love in life and is ready to wait for it even for a lifetime. If not then I guess the modern scenario has somewhat change. Anyways the story covers only 4 days and in those 4 days our Rockstar Farishta undergoes so very many diverse emotions and feelings.
What I liked most of the movie was its simplicity, the way SLB could show that love has so very many meanings and depends on how individuals react to it. The scenes must have been so very out of the world but it was fiction, and what I feel it depicted the Fairy land we all must have dreamt of once, though would have picturised it very differently. I liked the character of Ranbir Raj, somehow I felt I could relate to him and I could see so many similarities indeed with him. As for Sakeena’s character I saw glimpses of my self in her too. I could see the romantic in both the characters and could relate myself. The songs were awesome and I guess the movie was more of musical than a typical Bollywood flick. The setting was superb, I do agree there was too much use of the color Blue, but then it was a fairyland…with dreams so pure and true. I had so much to write about the movie but as I sit and type all this out I wonder how many out there reading this would actually understand whatever I said and how much would lol? And moreover I know how much the movie is closer to my heart and I don’t care about anyone else’s feeling regarding the movie.



THE CLASSIC:

My first Korean Movie ever. And believe me it was worth a watch. The narrative technique used in the movie is awesome and the entire cast and crew have indeed done a great job with the story.
It’s a simple love story with seeks to attain fulfillment even though not in one birth but it doesn’t dies out with time and the eternal nature of Love is stressed upon in the movie. It is surely no bakwaas masala but true feelings which come out in the movie.
Many won’t know the story nor would I like to narrate it here. Friends if possible do go ahead and watch the movie. Though I have my serious doubts that you all would to that thinking if a girl likes Sawaariyan then her choice must be a total loss. But it is not so.
Anyways I loved both the movies and they both are close to my heart some ways or the other.



Still want to type out so much but won’t in fact cant cause speaking too much might me my cup of tea and blabbering out everything is surely my cup of coffee, which I don’t like that much but still indulge myself in drinking it. ;-)