Two nights ago I managed to sit through Dhoom 2. And funnily enough have been feeling under the weather since last evening. Connected? Could be. But I have to say this…. WHY DID THE OH SO FOOLISH JUNTA REVEL WATCHING THIS FOOLISH AND OVERLY FLAWED FLICK????
I never thought I would sit down and list the flaws of a movie that stars Aishwarya Rai nee Bachchan. For the way I look at it, merely casting her in a role, demands that the movie be avoided like the plague, unless of course there is a Mani Rathnam factor included. If so all prejudices aside, I shall sit through anything. But having said that…. DHOOM 2 was painful to say the damn least. Though the first part was much more bearable despite Uday Chopra.
Okie so where do I start?
1. Why show Rimii Sen and Bipasha in this flick at all? Both could’ve been willingly chopped off. Neither really added any actual value to the movie!
2. The crappy bit between Uday and Bipasha. Irritating.
3. Jai is the only officer across the globe who manages to find a connection between the various robberies of A! (Right! considering he is the most incompetent cop who can catch no thief and lets them jump off or pretend to die in front of him. KILL HIM OFF FIRST!)
4. Uday sees the A’s face, but even without passing on information to Jai, he manages to turn up in a helicopter just at the juncture where he loses A.
5. Aishwarya’s horribly irritating attempt at being cool and imitate a wannabe thief. (Her deplorable use of like, cool. Her finger movement etc etc)
6. The first robbery…how come the diamond was not protected using infrared beams? So that he could easily get a toy to flick it?
7. The scene at the theatre…where both men flank her and the robber does not recognize the cop.
8. The twin Bipasha…and how she does not know HINDI!!!
9. The second robbery…again attesting the fact that jai is a deplorable cop and that one should never trust him
10. How after that jai knows exactly where the villa is
11. And then where to take his bikes and follow them
12. Why they never bring in Aryan for questioning despite having enough reasons to suspect him.
13. Why he turns humanitarian and lets the lady walk after she shoots a world renowned criminal
14. And then why he waits for 6 months before turning up and demanding details
15. Better still why no other cop is pursuing this thief who has been committing robberies across the globe as they claim
Okie there are many more…but now more than ever I am terribly bored and pissed that I took time out to list them. How very un-needful. Anyhow.
It was disgusting to say the least. Please refrain from making another one.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
A Page from SR's Life!
“Suspicion is most often useless pain.” Samuel Johnson
"We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal." Tennessee Williams
He wrote….“Despite my love for you, you will never get rid of your suspicious nature…do what you want, I don’t care…”
I was angry, irritated but for once I was not ridden with suspicion. I merely wanted to know why he hadn’t picked up my call. And to accentuate my anger, I cut his calls. Why was anger and rebuttal only his prerogative?
Now he has once again made accusations. He has made them in the past. Like I have. But I had begun to lay off. Matrimony I had believed would gradually ease me from all my jealousies and suspicions. My concocted visuals and fears were beginning to die a natural death. I had slowly begun to laugh along at jokes about women, flirtations and all else. So then, why push me into the abyss again?
I have never masked my failings. I have proclaimed my flaws pretending often that it would allow me to choose and belong only to the worthy. Today it seems to have turned on its head. Its biting at my soul and threatening to kill my happiness.
I was betrayed once. While on the road to recovery, all my fundamentals were rudely shaken when another mental blow was dealt me. This time I had to play nurse and help the others involved in order to restore a semblance of order. My upper floors creaked and groaned. They couldn’t take all the weight. The unexpressed fears, anger, wailing, abuse, hurt, disgust, helplessness all faded into a corner. They scratched into the fabric like there was no tomorrow. I was afflicted with a disease, which I had guffawed at when my peers had told me about it. Now I was the worst victim I knew. Or would ever know.
Then I found love again. I thought it would cure me. Over time. And all I asked for in return was patience, for I had promised fidelity. It was hard, and self-defeating most times, but I had promised and that meant more than anything I could ever delude myself of. So I persevered. I was getting there though with baby steps.
But my reputation prevents him to see the light. All my follies of the past are playing catch up and he seems to have donned the hat of referee. I am not proud of my actions, but to punish me forever for those acts in the distant yesterdays seems inhuman and terribly unfair.
I once asked him about a “Cinderella”. He accused me of reading his mails on the sly. I had never ever dreamt of such an action.
I accused him of wanting to spend time with “his genuine colleagues and friends”. He reminded me of my wrong doings during our rough shod days, when we almost called it all off.
Today he has told me that he doesn’t care any more since I can never get rid of my suspicious nature.
The fault it mine and mine alone to bear to the grave.
Maybe I was never meant to settle down. Those had been divine messages to prevent me from embarking on a holy matrimony trip.
My affections have cost someone so dear and so close, his entire life and his shot at companionship.
It has caused many hearts to ache and still I persevered.
I wasn’t the best in town, but we chose each other knowing all our faults. So now to hold them against the other is the most shameful act.
When he decided to pursue his dream I relented and stepped back to support as was necessary and right.
Today I suffer in silence of the many times I let my dreams run asunder and put my love above me.
Today I am a long way off from some dreams I had cherished since the day I knew to tell the clock.
Today I am doling out advice to all and sundry while I languish in the darkness of the choices I have made for myself.
Did I deserve this?
Was I the most despicable thing to walk this earth that I am being tested over and over again?
What more is in store?
Why did you create me in this form and give me all my follies if you were going to make me pay every time I used one of them to meet my ends?
Why create me at all?
Why put so many flaws in me that everyone wants to keep me at arms’ length and still they cringe when they have to pick me?
Why not give me the courage and strength to be on my own?
Why not deliver me from my sins and leave me with a pinch of happiness?
I can’t take it any more.
I am tired. Or being made to err. Then being made to pay for the crime.
They say all our lives are written out in that gold book.
Erase me.
I don’t want no more.
NOTE: From the diary of SR.
The only thing I have wanted to possess since my student days. And finally it’s mine, to keep and savour.
"We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal." Tennessee Williams
He wrote….“Despite my love for you, you will never get rid of your suspicious nature…do what you want, I don’t care…”
I was angry, irritated but for once I was not ridden with suspicion. I merely wanted to know why he hadn’t picked up my call. And to accentuate my anger, I cut his calls. Why was anger and rebuttal only his prerogative?
Now he has once again made accusations. He has made them in the past. Like I have. But I had begun to lay off. Matrimony I had believed would gradually ease me from all my jealousies and suspicions. My concocted visuals and fears were beginning to die a natural death. I had slowly begun to laugh along at jokes about women, flirtations and all else. So then, why push me into the abyss again?
I have never masked my failings. I have proclaimed my flaws pretending often that it would allow me to choose and belong only to the worthy. Today it seems to have turned on its head. Its biting at my soul and threatening to kill my happiness.
I was betrayed once. While on the road to recovery, all my fundamentals were rudely shaken when another mental blow was dealt me. This time I had to play nurse and help the others involved in order to restore a semblance of order. My upper floors creaked and groaned. They couldn’t take all the weight. The unexpressed fears, anger, wailing, abuse, hurt, disgust, helplessness all faded into a corner. They scratched into the fabric like there was no tomorrow. I was afflicted with a disease, which I had guffawed at when my peers had told me about it. Now I was the worst victim I knew. Or would ever know.
Then I found love again. I thought it would cure me. Over time. And all I asked for in return was patience, for I had promised fidelity. It was hard, and self-defeating most times, but I had promised and that meant more than anything I could ever delude myself of. So I persevered. I was getting there though with baby steps.
But my reputation prevents him to see the light. All my follies of the past are playing catch up and he seems to have donned the hat of referee. I am not proud of my actions, but to punish me forever for those acts in the distant yesterdays seems inhuman and terribly unfair.
I once asked him about a “Cinderella”. He accused me of reading his mails on the sly. I had never ever dreamt of such an action.
I accused him of wanting to spend time with “his genuine colleagues and friends”. He reminded me of my wrong doings during our rough shod days, when we almost called it all off.
Today he has told me that he doesn’t care any more since I can never get rid of my suspicious nature.
The fault it mine and mine alone to bear to the grave.
Maybe I was never meant to settle down. Those had been divine messages to prevent me from embarking on a holy matrimony trip.
My affections have cost someone so dear and so close, his entire life and his shot at companionship.
It has caused many hearts to ache and still I persevered.
I wasn’t the best in town, but we chose each other knowing all our faults. So now to hold them against the other is the most shameful act.
When he decided to pursue his dream I relented and stepped back to support as was necessary and right.
Today I suffer in silence of the many times I let my dreams run asunder and put my love above me.
Today I am a long way off from some dreams I had cherished since the day I knew to tell the clock.
Today I am doling out advice to all and sundry while I languish in the darkness of the choices I have made for myself.
Did I deserve this?
Was I the most despicable thing to walk this earth that I am being tested over and over again?
What more is in store?
Why did you create me in this form and give me all my follies if you were going to make me pay every time I used one of them to meet my ends?
Why create me at all?
Why put so many flaws in me that everyone wants to keep me at arms’ length and still they cringe when they have to pick me?
Why not give me the courage and strength to be on my own?
Why not deliver me from my sins and leave me with a pinch of happiness?
I can’t take it any more.
I am tired. Or being made to err. Then being made to pay for the crime.
They say all our lives are written out in that gold book.
Erase me.
I don’t want no more.
NOTE: From the diary of SR.
The only thing I have wanted to possess since my student days. And finally it’s mine, to keep and savour.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Unfinished Tale
I had been meaning to write for a while...and this was all that came out...suddenly I screeched to a halt....I could think of multiple versions this could take…I didn’t want to continue…seemed like one of those mushy Tamil movies….why was I writing this? I simply have no clue. I do need to keep at it, though…before words forget me…
Anyhow if anybody straying here has enough time to kill might as well read on……
They sat across each other not uttering a word. Life had seemed such a pleasure and possible just a few moments back.
Sumit had been waiting for Reena at the wayside café they always met in. The last two years had been difficult with both not finding much time to meet or talk. She had enrolled for a Masters degree and now suddenly when things seemed to be slowly falling into place he had just received the acceptance letter. He had always wanted an MBA to slap behind his engineering degree. And now finally he was so close to it…. but he was confused. There were so many things to consider…. Reena’s family for one….
Suddenly interrupting his thoughts the sound of anklets filled the room…. she was climbing down the stairs…. he swiveled back with a huge grin on his face. And there she was. Her hair swinging in rhythm to the bells at her ankles…. she was smiling and had something hidden behind her back…
The anklets had made him look at her the first time. He had been waiting outside the college library, patiently whiling away time as his sister made a scene sorting out her friends, books and what not. An innocent face, completely wrapped by a head full of jet-black hair, tied neatly into two plaits…she seemed to be hopping in tune to some unknown rhythm. He had smiled at her childlike demeanor. And then dismissed her till a week later. When she bumped into him as he climbed the steps to the cafeteria in search of his sister. Their eyes met, muttered sorry and they turned back at the end of the climb to smile at each other.
The next two years were the easiest of his life….they had talked into the night….sipped coffee at inane hours while his accomplice sister had woven her own love story. He dropped by after classes and only exams kept them at bay. He finished his engineering amongst the top five of his class, she graduated with top honours from her college. He had been picked up by an MNC. She decided to take a year out to figure out her priorities and give him time to decide on their future.
Now four years after they almost walked into each other, they had to take a tough call. They had never been away from each other. The casual glance had satiated them and they didn’t ask for much more. But knowing that the other was somewhere close by, to run across when required had always kept them happy and content. But that was about to change.
Reena had wanted them to tie the knot at the end of the year. She was finishing in two months and had already found herself a job. They were planning to stay with Sumit’s parents since his sister had moved to the US. Once her exams were over, they would fix on a date. After today she would meet Sumit only after two weeks. He was going to his village to meet his grandmother and seek her blessings for the wedding. The first time they would not be meeting each other for so long. She had bought his grandmother a small gift and couldn’t wait to show him the grand Afghani shawl she had bought. As she raced down the stairs she kept imagining his face when he saw it. His smile made her go weak in the knees even after four years. The world was a happy place, she thought as she saw his back slowly grow in size as she reached the last step.
His back was arched and the minute Reena saw his face she knew something was terribly wrong. Usually he yelled out for tea and stood up with his arms open. Today he sat still, looking at her with forlorn eyes. Her mind was racing; his grandmother had been unwell for a few weeks now. Had something untoward happened? She ran up to him and stood quietly. He took hold of her hand. She froze. It was ice cold and there was an envelope lying on the table. He nodded to her and as she tore open the cover to look at the contents, her heart kept chanting please let not anything go wrong.
At first she smiled, and hugged him. Wondered out aloud why he was being morose when his dream was about to come true. And then suddenly realization dawned........
Anyhow if anybody straying here has enough time to kill might as well read on……
They sat across each other not uttering a word. Life had seemed such a pleasure and possible just a few moments back.
Sumit had been waiting for Reena at the wayside café they always met in. The last two years had been difficult with both not finding much time to meet or talk. She had enrolled for a Masters degree and now suddenly when things seemed to be slowly falling into place he had just received the acceptance letter. He had always wanted an MBA to slap behind his engineering degree. And now finally he was so close to it…. but he was confused. There were so many things to consider…. Reena’s family for one….
Suddenly interrupting his thoughts the sound of anklets filled the room…. she was climbing down the stairs…. he swiveled back with a huge grin on his face. And there she was. Her hair swinging in rhythm to the bells at her ankles…. she was smiling and had something hidden behind her back…
The anklets had made him look at her the first time. He had been waiting outside the college library, patiently whiling away time as his sister made a scene sorting out her friends, books and what not. An innocent face, completely wrapped by a head full of jet-black hair, tied neatly into two plaits…she seemed to be hopping in tune to some unknown rhythm. He had smiled at her childlike demeanor. And then dismissed her till a week later. When she bumped into him as he climbed the steps to the cafeteria in search of his sister. Their eyes met, muttered sorry and they turned back at the end of the climb to smile at each other.
The next two years were the easiest of his life….they had talked into the night….sipped coffee at inane hours while his accomplice sister had woven her own love story. He dropped by after classes and only exams kept them at bay. He finished his engineering amongst the top five of his class, she graduated with top honours from her college. He had been picked up by an MNC. She decided to take a year out to figure out her priorities and give him time to decide on their future.
Now four years after they almost walked into each other, they had to take a tough call. They had never been away from each other. The casual glance had satiated them and they didn’t ask for much more. But knowing that the other was somewhere close by, to run across when required had always kept them happy and content. But that was about to change.
Reena had wanted them to tie the knot at the end of the year. She was finishing in two months and had already found herself a job. They were planning to stay with Sumit’s parents since his sister had moved to the US. Once her exams were over, they would fix on a date. After today she would meet Sumit only after two weeks. He was going to his village to meet his grandmother and seek her blessings for the wedding. The first time they would not be meeting each other for so long. She had bought his grandmother a small gift and couldn’t wait to show him the grand Afghani shawl she had bought. As she raced down the stairs she kept imagining his face when he saw it. His smile made her go weak in the knees even after four years. The world was a happy place, she thought as she saw his back slowly grow in size as she reached the last step.
His back was arched and the minute Reena saw his face she knew something was terribly wrong. Usually he yelled out for tea and stood up with his arms open. Today he sat still, looking at her with forlorn eyes. Her mind was racing; his grandmother had been unwell for a few weeks now. Had something untoward happened? She ran up to him and stood quietly. He took hold of her hand. She froze. It was ice cold and there was an envelope lying on the table. He nodded to her and as she tore open the cover to look at the contents, her heart kept chanting please let not anything go wrong.
At first she smiled, and hugged him. Wondered out aloud why he was being morose when his dream was about to come true. And then suddenly realization dawned........
Friday, July 06, 2007
The Captain & The Mermaid
These lines struck a chord…. I wish I had chanced upon them way earlier in life…. for then I argued about the fate of the captain and the mermaid with someone dear…. she believed her fate would be as romantic and spontaneous as the mermaid’s…If ever you look down and see this….
This is for you.
"I have followed your ship for many a mile.One day the sea reflected your smile.And I'll give you my kingdom, eternally,If you'll marry this Mermaid that lives in the sea."
And the whole thing can be read here…http://www.ovff.org/pegasus/songs/captain-jack.html
This is for you.
"I have followed your ship for many a mile.One day the sea reflected your smile.And I'll give you my kingdom, eternally,If you'll marry this Mermaid that lives in the sea."
And the whole thing can be read here…http://www.ovff.org/pegasus/songs/captain-jack.html
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