Its summer time and the sun sets at 9 pm... and its bright and hot till then..restricting my usual free spirit which asks me to roam around the town and discover new shopping venues..yes its there in me too.. the common streak found in any girl of any origin... the shopping mania! But this isn't about that.. With all the restrictions from weather in place.. I am spending more time watching stuff on the net than anything else.. And I come back.. to my favorite reality show..Indian Idol (Desi i.e other wise I love the old UK game show Crystal Maze). In one of the recent episodes.. the third gala round, Emon, the perceivably best singer in the group got nailed very badly by the judge Anu malik.. Why.. because he is conscious of the fact that he sings good... and he had to apologize for that.. What world are we living in? The world that condemns us for even being conscious of what we are good at? Is it really a sin to be happy and confident about our abilities? Its pathetic that one has to be guilty of ones goodness.. let alone loving ones positives.. while being aware of ones negatives.. Why should one not be proud of himself for being a great singer... Its but obvious that Emon had a great voice.. and its parody that he should be in tears because of it.
Why can't people accept somethings.. If he is bad.. he will be voted out.. and should be too...but what I can't understand is why the judge thinks he might be voted out because he is good.. and he loves himself for it.. God is this what we teach the young ones.. that guy is a solid 7 years younger to me.. and represents the gen X and this is what we are projecting to them.. be guilty of ur talent, dont be proud of urself, from where can they build self dignity and self esteem then?
Love and confidence.. it all boils down to that... Love yourself for what u are good at.. not for what you aren't.. be honest about it, thats where ur humility lies.. not in the fact that u are guilty about ur goodness... and be confident of ur talents.. if u are honest.. it will come automatically..(ah but thats in a ideal world where there exist no people to make u feel sorry about urself). Love yourself.. truly.. only then can u expect some one else to fall in love with you.. if u think u are pathetic and expect that someone else will think u are wonderful and are waiting for them to come and tell you that.. so that u can start feeling good about it.. I'd say.. you are a fool!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Kya Hua Tera Vada
Yes.. I'm back after a longer break than I had intended to.. but hey things get tough sometimes .. these are perilous times when one has to work with more efficiency and more concentration.. and I deliver each time, however these are times when u can't really expect the other party to do the same... Isn't it a simple.. just do ur duty the way it should be done.. with a dash of dedication and a pinch of efficiency.. alas no one believes its simple any more.. "Hmm I will do it.. but later", "Ya.. i started to do ur stuff but something else came along.. " This is all one hears.. Can't I please reverse time.. esp back to a couple of generations back when Granpa would say something and it would get done in like minutes.. or for that matter even in dad's time.. right from the garage mechanic to the sabzi wala to his boss in the office.. all used to work with the same energy levels and the same consistency as he did.. and thing moved smoothly.. now there are road blocks and potholes.. and as a result nothing gets delivered on time.. and the quality is completly lost!
I keep remembering some tea ad when I was kid and was still in India, the ad went something like this.. the lady of the house does rounds, sees the mali etc. and scolds them this and that.. and is in hot mood, slumps down on a chair and says "Can't I find any consistency anywhere?" and then her husband sneaks a small cup of tea under her nose and she sniffs the same smell the same quality that has been there for years... the same tea! with the same consistency! Wow that was a brilliant ad... and look at the stuff being doled out on the name of creativity.. I love each of those dairy milk ads and even the coke ads.. but now.. the quality has really really dropped.. no consistency in creativity.. a couple of years back the friends who swore by me, think twice to drop by.. no consistency in relationships! I can cite many more such instances.. but whats the use.. its proven that the word "consistency" is endangered... and all it takes to recover is a little effort..
I keep remembering some tea ad when I was kid and was still in India, the ad went something like this.. the lady of the house does rounds, sees the mali etc. and scolds them this and that.. and is in hot mood, slumps down on a chair and says "Can't I find any consistency anywhere?" and then her husband sneaks a small cup of tea under her nose and she sniffs the same smell the same quality that has been there for years... the same tea! with the same consistency! Wow that was a brilliant ad... and look at the stuff being doled out on the name of creativity.. I love each of those dairy milk ads and even the coke ads.. but now.. the quality has really really dropped.. no consistency in creativity.. a couple of years back the friends who swore by me, think twice to drop by.. no consistency in relationships! I can cite many more such instances.. but whats the use.. its proven that the word "consistency" is endangered... and all it takes to recover is a little effort..
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Khogaya yeh jahan...
Losing something always triggers something else in us.. either a simple action - a cleaning spree with hope that one might just find it... although we end up finding all but what we are looking for... else a kind of a strange sadness coupled with a feeling that "it should be here...I wonder why the universe always conspires to take things away from me". This week I have gone on a losing spree.. money mainly.. and then some books and yet some more things..like the mind.. and i miss it the most.
Isn't it strange though that whenever u lose something you keep searching.. in the most ridiculous of the places.. and over and over again.. ah.. its just a couple of hundred times.. may be the next one might turn out to be fruitful!!! Logic certainly leaves you!!! Check this video of a stand up comedian "George Carlin" and I am sure u will identify it as much as I did. He does not discuss losing money in gambling though!
Ah gambling.. the one vice that makes you win and win, and then lose and lose soo badly ..that u have nothing left in the end!! Sad.. but true.. the involvement in gambling is such that u can't really will yourself to get out.. there was a time when I used to tease my friends saying.. hey you never know when to stop .. but when it came to me .. I never stopped either.. had it not been so tragic.. it would have been comical! really you must've heard of rags to riches.. but then .. this was riches to rags.. one minute I was holding 150 and the next 10 mins I lose it all! hmm and to think of it.. roulette is supposed to be easier than the rest of the gambling games! next 3 hours was spent in thinking.. how did I do that... that wasn't me... yeah smart alec.. that was the Devil itself.. whom am I kidding... it was me .. I threw the money and played as though the devil may care! Hmm in the retrospective, it was not so bad.. I lost it.. but then it wasn't too depressing at that point.. until I returned home to get back to my usual studies and discovered that some of my books are missing... now where did they go??!! After hours of searching in vain.. I am here sitting in front of the computer taking out my frustration playing some monotonous game... and then I discover something : I lost my mind!! I am refusing to think of alternatives..its like...the whole worlds lost!! Khogaya yeh jahan....
Isn't it strange though that whenever u lose something you keep searching.. in the most ridiculous of the places.. and over and over again.. ah.. its just a couple of hundred times.. may be the next one might turn out to be fruitful!!! Logic certainly leaves you!!! Check this video of a stand up comedian "George Carlin" and I am sure u will identify it as much as I did. He does not discuss losing money in gambling though!
Ah gambling.. the one vice that makes you win and win, and then lose and lose soo badly ..that u have nothing left in the end!! Sad.. but true.. the involvement in gambling is such that u can't really will yourself to get out.. there was a time when I used to tease my friends saying.. hey you never know when to stop .. but when it came to me .. I never stopped either.. had it not been so tragic.. it would have been comical! really you must've heard of rags to riches.. but then .. this was riches to rags.. one minute I was holding 150 and the next 10 mins I lose it all! hmm and to think of it.. roulette is supposed to be easier than the rest of the gambling games! next 3 hours was spent in thinking.. how did I do that... that wasn't me... yeah smart alec.. that was the Devil itself.. whom am I kidding... it was me .. I threw the money and played as though the devil may care! Hmm in the retrospective, it was not so bad.. I lost it.. but then it wasn't too depressing at that point.. until I returned home to get back to my usual studies and discovered that some of my books are missing... now where did they go??!! After hours of searching in vain.. I am here sitting in front of the computer taking out my frustration playing some monotonous game... and then I discover something : I lost my mind!! I am refusing to think of alternatives..its like...the whole worlds lost!! Khogaya yeh jahan....
Friday, June 8, 2007
Are Deewano Mujhe Pehchaano...??
What am I or Who am I.. which is the one that matters the most? I often come up with this puzzle of whether the person matter or the identity.. I agree that name and location and social status and all such stuff matters.. but how much does it weigh when there are a zillion other things that define ones personality.. I am a dancer, I am a painter, I am grad school student.. I am the one that has the cheek to go upto the engineering school Dean and say.. "hey.. ur face looks really familiar.. who are you.." hardy har har... but then that's me.. and that is what defines me.. I am an absent minded student who always loses her way back home.. but does it matter what my name is or which street I live in..? And yet people ask.. the first time they meet.. so what is your name..I wish I could say hyderabadi zafrani pulao.. as in Cheeni kum.. but alas I can't..and I am not a famous person that I have to say my name and details everytime I meet someone.. even on the net.. the first thing that a person asks is.. name and then ASL.. area, sex, location.. Grr..
Probably that's the reason why I can't remember the names of people I meet either.. I can talk to a person whom I've known in my school days and yet not remember her name.. I would vividly remember that she was the one who stole my lunch box and gobbled it up.. but I would not remember her name...:) .. Darn what if it were the other way round.. go up and say.. Hey tinku how are u.. and then not find a single thing that u remember.. but I guess that is a rare possibility.. if you can remember the name of the person then u will surely remember the details.. and yet people ask for names and id's.. Whats in the name? I could be sheela, meeta, raani or even asraani.. and in this age of the Internet no one would even know.. you can build an entirely different personal id.. and yet somehow there is much importance given to names ..
Why is it that people feel safer when someone says " hi my name is ....." than someone who says.. whats in the name.. u can call me whatever u want.. why the judgment against such a person? I think it might be that the secrecy of name, age, location might make others think that something is being held back ..may be she's linked with the underground.. may be she's a don.. why can't it just simply be .. may be she does not like her name.. or perhaps she's got too many ex's! whatever be the reason.. if its an informal meeting.. or over the net then i think its not at all necessary that one introduces themselves with names and mundane things like that..
There are so many times when i feel gosh.. I wish I could escape to a place where no one recognizes me.. I wish I could be just me.. or not be me.. be a character out of the loads and barrels of books I have read... alas no one prefers it these days.. not that I blame them.. its not a safe world anymore.. but there are harmless people wanting to have some harmless fun without the necessity of recognition spoiling the scene.. but that's just me.. a whole lot different from the rest of the world..I wish people would stop asking me who I am and rather question me on what i do, what I like, what I think, what I feel is right or wrong..what I am on the whole!
Probably that's the reason why I can't remember the names of people I meet either.. I can talk to a person whom I've known in my school days and yet not remember her name.. I would vividly remember that she was the one who stole my lunch box and gobbled it up.. but I would not remember her name...:) .. Darn what if it were the other way round.. go up and say.. Hey tinku how are u.. and then not find a single thing that u remember.. but I guess that is a rare possibility.. if you can remember the name of the person then u will surely remember the details.. and yet people ask for names and id's.. Whats in the name? I could be sheela, meeta, raani or even asraani.. and in this age of the Internet no one would even know.. you can build an entirely different personal id.. and yet somehow there is much importance given to names ..
Why is it that people feel safer when someone says " hi my name is ....." than someone who says.. whats in the name.. u can call me whatever u want.. why the judgment against such a person? I think it might be that the secrecy of name, age, location might make others think that something is being held back ..may be she's linked with the underground.. may be she's a don.. why can't it just simply be .. may be she does not like her name.. or perhaps she's got too many ex's! whatever be the reason.. if its an informal meeting.. or over the net then i think its not at all necessary that one introduces themselves with names and mundane things like that..
There are so many times when i feel gosh.. I wish I could escape to a place where no one recognizes me.. I wish I could be just me.. or not be me.. be a character out of the loads and barrels of books I have read... alas no one prefers it these days.. not that I blame them.. its not a safe world anymore.. but there are harmless people wanting to have some harmless fun without the necessity of recognition spoiling the scene.. but that's just me.. a whole lot different from the rest of the world..I wish people would stop asking me who I am and rather question me on what i do, what I like, what I think, what I feel is right or wrong..what I am on the whole!
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Cheeni Kum...
I'd rather call it Taaza Chai! after Dor, this was the only movie that had the power of conversations.. the essential part of everyones life.. but one hardly ever pays attention to it.. On the face of it its no different a story than any other love story.. except the fact that the groom is older than the bride's father! but it does not take a rocket scientist to understand that just a concept doesn't do good.. u need to build situations and plot around it..
The movie was a whiff of fresh air after all kinds of crap that was doled out last year... not to mention the drama of Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna.. that made infidelity look almost virtuous.. and Dhoom 2 that was nothing but Hrithik and Hrithik and more Hritik! guys.. give me a plot.. give good diaogues.. give me something to chew on all night .. all day.. not one movie comes up to the standard of Hrishi da's Anand.. every dialogbetween any two individuals is written with so much care and the direction absolutely flawless.. and here we are in a time where even a little wit in the dialogues are like really awaited for with baited breathe.. Its true.. sach mein tasavvur mein kangali ka daur chal raha hai.
Hmm I think I really needed that movie to shake me back to spirit after seeing one episode of Kyunki.. Bah.. no plot, no story.. crap! But enough of ranting.. Cheeni kum was nice..there were scenes that really stood apart.. esp the one with AB proposing to Tabu.. witty one " Shaadi woh price hai jo ek mard pay karta hai sex ke liye, aur Sex who price hai jo ek aurat pay karti hai shaadi ke liye.. shaadi ki yeh gehri philosophy jaan ne ke baad kya tum mujhse shaadi karogi?" Nicely written. Nicely executed..Its no doubt a much much larger than life movie.. complete unbelievable tale.. and it does take talent to underplay it so much.. just deliver the necessary.. and well make it real..
Even in the most emotional scenes with paresh rawal.. Tabu still maintains her dignity.. Paresh says ".. not untill I am alive.." and she says.. "ok when are u gonna die?" when both are dueling over her marriage. And thats quite natural.. and the father knows she's frustrated.. but doesn't mean what she just said.. lots of emotion.. few dialogues and great expressions from Tabu and Paresh! Overall in the movie.. if there was something that was a let down then it was the scene when AB hears that his dear friend died.. and reacts.. seemed a bit stretched.. but hey one or two things are allowed.. and ofcourse the ending wasn't really upto the standard of the rest of the movie.. especially the dialogue that Paresh says "Main bhi Lords chal saktha huin kya?"
But still.. it was good attempt.. after perhaps the first Munna Bhai.. that had a good plot.. but not great dialogs... and got a little too emotional again in the end.. but its good..Come to think of it.. that movie too did not have great sets or crazy numbers of extras dancing away to glory.. it had but a few actors who gave it their best shot.. and it was simple! Simplicity.. someone great said.. was the most difficult thing to achieve...Balki did.. waiting for the next!
The movie was a whiff of fresh air after all kinds of crap that was doled out last year... not to mention the drama of Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna.. that made infidelity look almost virtuous.. and Dhoom 2 that was nothing but Hrithik and Hrithik and more Hritik! guys.. give me a plot.. give good diaogues.. give me something to chew on all night .. all day.. not one movie comes up to the standard of Hrishi da's Anand.. every dialogbetween any two individuals is written with so much care and the direction absolutely flawless.. and here we are in a time where even a little wit in the dialogues are like really awaited for with baited breathe.. Its true.. sach mein tasavvur mein kangali ka daur chal raha hai.
Hmm I think I really needed that movie to shake me back to spirit after seeing one episode of Kyunki.. Bah.. no plot, no story.. crap! But enough of ranting.. Cheeni kum was nice..there were scenes that really stood apart.. esp the one with AB proposing to Tabu.. witty one " Shaadi woh price hai jo ek mard pay karta hai sex ke liye, aur Sex who price hai jo ek aurat pay karti hai shaadi ke liye.. shaadi ki yeh gehri philosophy jaan ne ke baad kya tum mujhse shaadi karogi?" Nicely written. Nicely executed..Its no doubt a much much larger than life movie.. complete unbelievable tale.. and it does take talent to underplay it so much.. just deliver the necessary.. and well make it real..
Even in the most emotional scenes with paresh rawal.. Tabu still maintains her dignity.. Paresh says ".. not untill I am alive.." and she says.. "ok when are u gonna die?" when both are dueling over her marriage. And thats quite natural.. and the father knows she's frustrated.. but doesn't mean what she just said.. lots of emotion.. few dialogues and great expressions from Tabu and Paresh! Overall in the movie.. if there was something that was a let down then it was the scene when AB hears that his dear friend died.. and reacts.. seemed a bit stretched.. but hey one or two things are allowed.. and ofcourse the ending wasn't really upto the standard of the rest of the movie.. especially the dialogue that Paresh says "Main bhi Lords chal saktha huin kya?"
But still.. it was good attempt.. after perhaps the first Munna Bhai.. that had a good plot.. but not great dialogs... and got a little too emotional again in the end.. but its good..Come to think of it.. that movie too did not have great sets or crazy numbers of extras dancing away to glory.. it had but a few actors who gave it their best shot.. and it was simple! Simplicity.. someone great said.. was the most difficult thing to achieve...Balki did.. waiting for the next!
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