24/06/09

•June 24, 2009 • Leave a Comment

namesake & monsoon wedding.

Two of my favorite films. calcutta & delhi. it’s how the director chose to visualize the whole idea/story. she was able to produce delhi/calcutta exactly as i imagine to be. its not a "lost in translation” yet it gives you enough time to settle, and then takes off to a different world, which is not alien. the whole setting is so contemporary, so suave..people are actually nice, educated…music is peppy, smart and yet familiar enough to tune you to the culture being introduced. people are actually shown sitting down having some sort of conversation. for me..there is no central character, the theme, the culture, the environment is the appeal, i somehow did not notice any protagonist. in the both the films things are introduced at a comfortable pace, there is absolutely no hurry and yet pace doesn’t bore you. 

all in all beautiful, unagitated times.

16/06/09

•June 16, 2009 • Leave a Comment

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A lion wakes up everyday and starts running after a deer to survive. A deer wakes up everyday and starts running from a lion to survive. So the point is that it does not matter whether you are a lion or a deer. You just have to keep running.

10/05/09

•May 10, 2009 • Leave a Comment

“We remember not the scores and the results in after years; it is the men who remain in our minds, in our imagination.”

ipl 2009

•April 21, 2009 • 1 Comment
  • Hyderabad (laxman): Yes.
  • Mumbai (sachin) : Yes.
  • Delhi (sehwag) : Yes.
  • Rajasthan  : NA.
  • Chennai : NA.
  • Bangalore (mallya, pietersen): No.
  • Punjab (yuvraj, sreesanth): No.
  • Kolkata (ganguly, shahrukh khan): No.

a lot like love.

•April 2, 2009 • 3 Comments

"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."

Chuck Klosterman

30/03/09

•March 30, 2009 • 2 Comments

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Shikwah hai ik taraf to, ke koi samajhta nahi mujhe..
Aur ik taraf hai khauf ke koi samajh na jaaye.
Kashamkash-e-zindagi se yuun pyar ho chala hai..
Darta hoon uljhanein meri sulajh na jaayein.

20/03/09

•March 20, 2009 • 1 Comment

Gmail Blog

Undo Send. Simply mind blowing.

17/03/09

•March 17, 2009 • 1 Comment

so basically i don’t know. should i just create a dummy profile to just hey her ? what if she doesn’t recognize me ? even if she does, what if she is not nice anymore to hey back ? or not nice, but just not excited enough. although her profile talks about her in first person, but what if every hit on her profile is by passed through her family ? what if she freaks out ? oh yes, i want to get married jaldi se and here is dumb guy with a hey..so lets leave at this. waise bhi, itna sab jhol mere bas ka nahi hai.

15/03/08

•March 15, 2009 • 1 Comment

seventh/ eighth standard. she was this cute little girl. cute b’coz she was little, quite, fragile type. tough talker. good student. she had two hand writings. type 1 : exam hand writing. badi badi, with adequate space between letters and words. type 2 : everyday notebook hand writing. cursive, sophisticated. she was of the type who would remind in tiffin breaks about sanskrit tests and during class prompt right answers too. her name kind of sounded pretty too. she was of the type who would use ‘hum’  instead of ‘mai’. basically almost a crush type thing, but then that was time i hadn’t grown to notice the female gender. (of course the regular english literature teacher with yellow saree and super duper gussa is an exception).  so why her now ?? basically after few orkut & google searches spread over past few years, finallly google tracked her for me to a matrimonial site. kind of happy and certainly thoda sa excited.

21/02/09

•February 21, 2009 • Leave a Comment

The Vishal Bharadwaj

The Quentin Tarantino