Freaking out has always been my pastime. I freak out if there's nothing to freak out. I freak out that I'm not freaking out enough. The actual point to be made in this post, has nothing to do with freaking out, but still..
Now, I freak out when people come up with life long deals. Say, if a salesman is trying to sell me something on the basis of "Life Long Guarantee.", I'd bombard him with questions like, "Whose life does that Life refer to?", "Mine?", "Yours?", "The product's?", "The manufacturer's?", "The re-seller's?", "Whose bloody life is it, anyway?" If he doesn't freak out listening to this, I freak out because I wasn't able to freak him out enough.
Similar episode happens when somebody comes up with the theory of "Friend for Life." I freak out, because it scares me to death.. yes, death. What if I'm dying? Am I not breaking the bond? If not, why do you wanna term it using the word Life?
I'm a person in hurry. See me eat, talk, walk, work, read, worry - you'd know, I'm hurry! When I've chosen to read a book, I'm in hurry to complete it. Not finishing it off, is my way of insulting it. For me everything is like an ice cream, I gotta relish, lest it melts.
I've been reading Catch 22 for the past few months, yet lingering in page 130 or so. For the first time ever, I don't feel like rushing through..I don't want to finish it, I don't want it to finish. I act like a kindergarten - alright, pre-primary 1- kid who worries about the chocolate getting over. Catch 22 is the book, which is mirroring the greed in me. And yes, I took a liking to that image of mine in the mirror.
For a 4-line content, I gave 4-para introduction. If you're the one to worry about e-waste, please freak out.
It's time that my online book racks have two new shelves: Books-that-read-me and Makes-me-greedy-books.
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Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Karthik calling Karthik..
Some days are special, because there's nothing special about them. It was just another holiday, it was just another festival not celebrated, it was just hanging out with friends - opting same menu for lunch and watching yet another movie. Everything's mundane, but every single moment is exploited to get the best out of it. Not sure, if it happens because of company one is in or one's own mood helps. But yes, a meet after a long time is something to treasure.
So, yes, I watched Karthik calling Karthik. I'm hesitating to write about it, because I'm still in awe of it. Tonight I might shower praises on it, give me two days and I'll get you the picky report possible. Also, I think I began to take a liking to Farhan Akhtar. I enjoy watching him on the screen. Luck, by chance - had a similar magic on me. And also, I'm just too amazed to see Bollywood move away from stereotypes and getting some fresh breeze for itself. I'm happy that the guy whose name is first on the credits, is no longer a super hero, a saint! He started resembling a normal, average Indian. I'm happy that women are no longer the sati savitris or run-around-trees mortals. Not that seeing an Indian woman smoke in style on the screen is a thrill. It simply reflects us. And women in film can be mean, can be disloyal. There's not much dishum-dishum as well, the wrestling with self is trying to be portrayed. The subjects Bollywood is undertaking are worth a pat. Keep going, folks!
Well, coming to the movie. The lead is a guy called Karthik and is a soul crushed under thousand and one insecurities - can't say "NO" to people, is guilty that he screwed up lives, not happy with job - and who happily lets anybody take advantage of him. More importantly, he is in love with a hot chic who is not even aware of his existence, just to add to his list of failures. (The style statement these days, probably.) Amidst the chaos, he makes sure he seeks a psychiatrist's advice. One bad day, he ends up losing his job and he has no friends to wish on his birthday, thus takes a very intellectual decision of killing himself - oops, pardon my language - he was giving himself another chance, you see. He takes a handful of sleeping pills (he has a STOCK of them) and at that very moment receives a call. Who's calling? Will that call be successful to pull this guy out of depression? Will this guy be helped or pulled into further mess? Oh, how about Deepika? - check all these on the big screen. (I guess, Karthik is a Telugu guy, his father happens to be reading "Eenadu" in his childhood. Somebody can confirm?)
It's one of those Hindi movies for me, where I love most frames of it. Say, for example, the opening frame - the guy wakes up from a nightmare, a ray of light falling on half his face and there's a drop of tear on the other half of face in dark. I liked the way sleeping pills spill out of his hand onto floor. The locales of Khandala, Kocchi were well shot. Some of the dialogues were too good. "You're a safe guy!" - the line and the follow up has raised huge roar from audience. The lines were punchy and catchy. The narration was good too, if I keep my usual complaint of too much of screen time to myself.
Finally something to nag about. This is a movie dealing with "the uncommon", but as usual in the end, they make it a "feel-good" movie - all is well, before the credits roll. For me, this guy having an unusual problem or being just a short tempered guy wouldn't have made much difference to the story. Somehow the fact that something unusual has unusual effects is comfortably and conveniently ignored, which ends up this movie as just another good movie, instead of a better one. I'm amazed with the fact that the Indian film makers never really ventured into showcasing relations on a "how-it-happens-in-daily-life" basis on the screen. I find it always superficial. (Now, please don't start with Rays and Benegals and all.)
"Karthik" happens to be one of the names I'm fascinated about. Voices are also of my fascination. Farhan Akhtar's voice was disappointing, especially over the phone.
Kudos to the team which did this film! It's thoroughly enjoyable. I liked it, though I see a wasted opportunity. As always.
Final thought: Seems like the modern day man-woman relationship is all about dealing with insecurities - of one's own and the others. You and I and we all are, nothing but a bunch of insecurities!
Go watch this movie, NOW!
So, yes, I watched Karthik calling Karthik. I'm hesitating to write about it, because I'm still in awe of it. Tonight I might shower praises on it, give me two days and I'll get you the picky report possible. Also, I think I began to take a liking to Farhan Akhtar. I enjoy watching him on the screen. Luck, by chance - had a similar magic on me. And also, I'm just too amazed to see Bollywood move away from stereotypes and getting some fresh breeze for itself. I'm happy that the guy whose name is first on the credits, is no longer a super hero, a saint! He started resembling a normal, average Indian. I'm happy that women are no longer the sati savitris or run-around-trees mortals. Not that seeing an Indian woman smoke in style on the screen is a thrill. It simply reflects us. And women in film can be mean, can be disloyal. There's not much dishum-dishum as well, the wrestling with self is trying to be portrayed. The subjects Bollywood is undertaking are worth a pat. Keep going, folks!
Well, coming to the movie. The lead is a guy called Karthik and is a soul crushed under thousand and one insecurities - can't say "NO" to people, is guilty that he screwed up lives, not happy with job - and who happily lets anybody take advantage of him. More importantly, he is in love with a hot chic who is not even aware of his existence, just to add to his list of failures. (The style statement these days, probably.) Amidst the chaos, he makes sure he seeks a psychiatrist's advice. One bad day, he ends up losing his job and he has no friends to wish on his birthday, thus takes a very intellectual decision of killing himself - oops, pardon my language - he was giving himself another chance, you see. He takes a handful of sleeping pills (he has a STOCK of them) and at that very moment receives a call. Who's calling? Will that call be successful to pull this guy out of depression? Will this guy be helped or pulled into further mess? Oh, how about Deepika? - check all these on the big screen. (I guess, Karthik is a Telugu guy, his father happens to be reading "Eenadu" in his childhood. Somebody can confirm?)
It's one of those Hindi movies for me, where I love most frames of it. Say, for example, the opening frame - the guy wakes up from a nightmare, a ray of light falling on half his face and there's a drop of tear on the other half of face in dark. I liked the way sleeping pills spill out of his hand onto floor. The locales of Khandala, Kocchi were well shot. Some of the dialogues were too good. "You're a safe guy!" - the line and the follow up has raised huge roar from audience. The lines were punchy and catchy. The narration was good too, if I keep my usual complaint of too much of screen time to myself.
Finally something to nag about. This is a movie dealing with "the uncommon", but as usual in the end, they make it a "feel-good" movie - all is well, before the credits roll. For me, this guy having an unusual problem or being just a short tempered guy wouldn't have made much difference to the story. Somehow the fact that something unusual has unusual effects is comfortably and conveniently ignored, which ends up this movie as just another good movie, instead of a better one. I'm amazed with the fact that the Indian film makers never really ventured into showcasing relations on a "how-it-happens-in-daily-life" basis on the screen. I find it always superficial. (Now, please don't start with Rays and Benegals and all.)
"Karthik" happens to be one of the names I'm fascinated about. Voices are also of my fascination. Farhan Akhtar's voice was disappointing, especially over the phone.
Kudos to the team which did this film! It's thoroughly enjoyable. I liked it, though I see a wasted opportunity. As always.
Final thought: Seems like the modern day man-woman relationship is all about dealing with insecurities - of one's own and the others. You and I and we all are, nothing but a bunch of insecurities!
Go watch this movie, NOW!
Friday, April 10, 2009
hru to wru
Another day, another friend, another chat..
me: hey yaa..
friend: hi.. hru?
hwo are you?
who* are you?
i meant, how are you?
me: what's up?
i'm good..
friend: wondering how quickly "how are you?" changes to "who are you?" :(
me: hehehehe.. chill baby!
me: hey yaa..
friend: hi.. hru?
hwo are you?
who* are you?
i meant, how are you?
me: what's up?
i'm good..
friend: wondering how quickly "how are you?" changes to "who are you?" :(
me: hehehehe.. chill baby!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
On the Platform of life...
We four of us were like. what? Lemme think of a metaphor! Oh yeah.. were we not like passengers who arrived from different destinations, sharing a single railway platform and were heading towards different paths again? It was all so momentary meeting, so busy with our own lives and plans. Somehow we got held for a moment, a common cause or a common trouble, and then each of us were woven into the comfortable "WE"- we are now not individuals, but a group called friends. How we met holds such li'l importance, when actually realize how beautifully did we tread this path.
First Impressions:
Raghava was for me, "the Ctrl C+ Ctrl V" guy for me, in the nine months that we got along.
Vicki was always the gaming guy for me, so keen in mobile gaming, always associated with Priyanka.
Santosh, I' not sure if I really knew before actually getting along. But I know, you still remember me as the anti-killer instinct agent! :-)
The Start of Our Journey:
The first 6 months never gave us any opportunity to mingle and we would have remained so, if things have worked smoothly for us. It was not that the sky was coming down on us, but true: we did worry / fumble / ran around wondering where we were heading towards. It was as if we were standing on a hill-top on a foggy night that we couldn't see our own near feature. We were blinded in most senses, in knowing what we are landing on. And the common pain, held us together. Well, should I call it pain still?
Inspirations:
"Blinded" reminds me something of Vicki.. his philosophy was best suited for darkness. (Right? Vicki). "cheekaTlo baanaM" or the "andheri mein teer" or "shoot in the darkness" attitude, which may not allow you plan and execute perfectly, still makes sure you atleast give a try with bare minimum inputs. Thanks for the input, Vicki! It does help, at times.
Then we came together for a common cause, we wanted to take care of our own destinies though we were flunking despite trying best. Remember Raghava, the guy who asked you to pay to work for him? Santosh, you're struggling to get into what you like? You and vicki, in that company? Haa.. that makes some interesting part of a story.. right?
It's WE:
Don't know if you remember this story of Pankaj Sir: "Once in a meeting, the chairperson announced "So, here we have 30 years of experience over here" and everyone looked startled as the most experienced among them was only with the industry for 10 yrs. The chairperson calmly continued, I'm talking as a group, aren't we 30 together!" That holds true for us as well. Three years together, each of us had a unique journey, very special in most senses, yet we are for each other. What amazes me is "your experience" has been "our experience" for each one of us!
Friends are so important in our lives, but yet they are so limited; limited by time, by space, by ambitions, by plans. What enthralls me is not that we have got together, but how we remain together challenging the limitations. How much do we long to see each other, talk to each other and how we convert every single chance into a possible chat / talk / meet. That amazes me and all of a sudden I feel I'm lucky!
Raghava, you asked me to put us in words. And I've decided, lemme be very straight with it.. like an open talk. Still there is so much to talk about, so much to linger upon, many a moments to cherish. Those waits in the classes, those "working without work" days, those talks, those funny moments, those drooping shoulders, those subtle fears, those yahoo conferences, those attempts to combinely do something, those steps of idealabs, where we hang around.. those good old days.
Actually those good old days are inspring me to live this moment, at its best and giving a hope that everything that's coming our way is just better! (Santosh.. your funda, in my words! :-))
Wish my words had the same magic, as we had togther - the magic life brought us and the magic we bestowed on life. Have a blast.. life's waiting for us.
(I'm waiting to see a response from you guys, make some time for it :-))
First Impressions:
Raghava was for me, "the Ctrl C+ Ctrl V" guy for me, in the nine months that we got along.
Vicki was always the gaming guy for me, so keen in mobile gaming, always associated with Priyanka.
Santosh, I' not sure if I really knew before actually getting along. But I know, you still remember me as the anti-killer instinct agent! :-)
The Start of Our Journey:
The first 6 months never gave us any opportunity to mingle and we would have remained so, if things have worked smoothly for us. It was not that the sky was coming down on us, but true: we did worry / fumble / ran around wondering where we were heading towards. It was as if we were standing on a hill-top on a foggy night that we couldn't see our own near feature. We were blinded in most senses, in knowing what we are landing on. And the common pain, held us together. Well, should I call it pain still?
Inspirations:
"Blinded" reminds me something of Vicki.. his philosophy was best suited for darkness. (Right? Vicki). "cheekaTlo baanaM" or the "andheri mein teer" or "shoot in the darkness" attitude, which may not allow you plan and execute perfectly, still makes sure you atleast give a try with bare minimum inputs. Thanks for the input, Vicki! It does help, at times.
Then we came together for a common cause, we wanted to take care of our own destinies though we were flunking despite trying best. Remember Raghava, the guy who asked you to pay to work for him? Santosh, you're struggling to get into what you like? You and vicki, in that company? Haa.. that makes some interesting part of a story.. right?
It's WE:
Don't know if you remember this story of Pankaj Sir: "Once in a meeting, the chairperson announced "So, here we have 30 years of experience over here" and everyone looked startled as the most experienced among them was only with the industry for 10 yrs. The chairperson calmly continued, I'm talking as a group, aren't we 30 together!" That holds true for us as well. Three years together, each of us had a unique journey, very special in most senses, yet we are for each other. What amazes me is "your experience" has been "our experience" for each one of us!
Friends are so important in our lives, but yet they are so limited; limited by time, by space, by ambitions, by plans. What enthralls me is not that we have got together, but how we remain together challenging the limitations. How much do we long to see each other, talk to each other and how we convert every single chance into a possible chat / talk / meet. That amazes me and all of a sudden I feel I'm lucky!
Raghava, you asked me to put us in words. And I've decided, lemme be very straight with it.. like an open talk. Still there is so much to talk about, so much to linger upon, many a moments to cherish. Those waits in the classes, those "working without work" days, those talks, those funny moments, those drooping shoulders, those subtle fears, those yahoo conferences, those attempts to combinely do something, those steps of idealabs, where we hang around.. those good old days.
Actually those good old days are inspring me to live this moment, at its best and giving a hope that everything that's coming our way is just better! (Santosh.. your funda, in my words! :-))
Wish my words had the same magic, as we had togther - the magic life brought us and the magic we bestowed on life. Have a blast.. life's waiting for us.
(I'm waiting to see a response from you guys, make some time for it :-))