The first one

I have become quite known in my office circle for propounding theories about anything and everything in sight and related to human relationships. I have also been lovingly(grudgingly) branded "Aaj ka Freud (misspelled as fraud)" by a certain well known celebrity across my cube wall who also happens to share my office circle. I have also seen some kids reading some heavy handed philosophical stuff from which they seem to get affected quite easily. This has given me quite a neat idea to write about such stuff (or mostly my findings) in some form in this blog. The ways in-fame are mysterious ;-)

Its been quite a while since I wrote anything. Hmm...probably a good sign, who knows. Nothing much has changed since I wrote last. I have pondered about my state almost every single minute since. My Mom has made her usual remarks about her already found a bahu with only date to be fixed and about all the exploits of my not yet 2 feet bhateeja. My dad, now leading a happily retired life, is anxious about my non chalance/disgust about every possible thing life has to offer (and a wife being one among them), and is learning computers himself. Given his enthusiasm, he will surely beat me to the post which should give me some jitters, I guess :-) I have also watched my usual quota of movies. In between, I have slogged quite a bit as well. So, all the more reason to hate what I do or more accurately not (want to) do. This seriuosly is turning out to be an anti climax though frankly, as the wise would say, it should be starting. I have also sufferred my old childhood friend for the past 2...

I am trying to think. I am staring at the screen. I am trying to recall the questions. Just out of reach. Sigh. I have decisions to take. The choice of moving on is hard. The choice of waiting is harder still. Even if I choose to move on, would I be able to? Who will fill my heart again? Would I see hope once more? Why do I keep waiting? Will the past turn its back and hold my hand again? Will the present stop turning into inconsequential bits of future? Will the future wait until it becomes the past once more? Why am I writing this? Whom do I need to tell? What is there to tell, anyway? Would anyone understand? I feel angry. It feels strangely good. As if life hasn't deserted me afterall. I feel trapped. Can see the way out. I have tried it before. But I have no strength. I feel numb. I can see the smile draining. I am watching anxious faces. I smile. I have no pain. I feel happy. Blood rushing through my veins. Spirit soaring. Everything is sunny. I have...

Yes..So where was I? Deconstructing Hum-Tum doesn't seem fun anymore. So, I 'll write about the rain. Yes, the rain. The rain in the movie. I loved the song towards the end that is picturised mostly in rain. Somehow, it seems to bring out the softer emotions of the heart. Drenching of the body gives me a feeling of cleansing of the soul. But then I love all slow, rythmic songs with the rain. One of my favourites being that Akshaye khanna song in the rain from the movie Taal. I even love all rain sequences in the movies. I loved the way Abhishek dragged Rani in the rain in their chawl type howrah home in Yuva. Didn't the heavy rain add such authenticity to the environment, the scene? Why do anger, frustration and passion seem more real in the rain? Who can forget the rain drenched sequences from Bombay? Love and passion were so beautifully lent flavor in that movie, mostly because of and by the rain. I have truly come to believe that rain can give life. Well, at least to the...

Kunal Kohli's latest effort is a lot better than the original "Mujhse Dosti Karoge". And it turned out to be a lot better than I expected. My first observation about the movie was its vibrant colors that currently have become hallmark of Karan-Aditya school of film making. So, the movie, shot in the locales of Europe, is visually appealing. But the cartoon strip doesn't work. Those small clippings/jokes of Hum and Tum cartoon characters are at best new indian cinema (although, can't deny the "How cute" parameter for all the girlish kind out there). I found them distracting from the films narrative. The movie, according to Mr. Kohli, is not in anyway like "When Harry met Sally" save for the fact that its a conversational film like WHMS. Well Mr. Kohli, u got it right and wrong. Right cause its in no way like WHMS, save for the extended tenure of should I say, courtship, which spans a decade. Wrong 'cause its Not a conversational film ...

And at around 6 pm, yesterday, I was at E square, all over again. The weekend was looming large and I had only one thought in my mind - Harry Potter. Yup! the new movie. But I was in for a disappointment as the late night show was a sell out already. But a couple of current show tickets were available. I bought tickets for the late night Hum-Tum show and was about to leave the scene. But then the megalomaniac movie monster inside me stirred. I had to get back to the office and finish some work. But what the heck..what of those few HP tickets still left. But then I hesitated. The battle lasted for exactly 3 mins which was just enough for the monster to squash the fledgeling voice of conscience. At the end of those 3 minutes, I was filled with that feeling of immense excitement and anticipation that is known to those who are have that resident evil lurking inside. But as it turned out the battle time was also just enough for the rest of the HP tickets to be sold out. I had rushed to par...

Yuva: ***1/2 Just when I thought that I'll have to settle nicely for the weekend movie at home on TV, the mobile rang and I was there at the theater about half an hour later, having hastily devoured whatever dinner I could eat in 2 minutes. Then the ever hardball master of bargain, Himanshu, ate into the first 10 mins of movie. Well..what the heck, we saved 10 bucks, at least :-) So, here is the my review. My hopes had drastically reduced after having heard mostly negative reviews of the movie. But as I never have too high a opinion about other peoples opinion, at least in this regard, this didn't effect me too much. The plot was nothing new. But neither was hackeneyed nor cliched. The movie revolves around creating the world of the three protagonists belonging different strata of the society. And it suceeds to varying degrees. The most fleshed out character is Abhishek Bachchans, Lallan Singh, the local goon. He is clear abt his goals of rising high and doesn't mind ...

Finally, I decided to create a blog for myself where I intend to put down anything worth my/anyones time. Why, I can put down anything here even if its worth nothing at all :-) Finding a url for my bolg turned out to ne pretty difficult. I wanted "daemon" and then "adonis" but later settled on "blogmeif ucan" because thats the movie tonight(weekend..ahhh). I am hearing dreadful reports of "Yuva", Maniratnams latest offering. Haven't got tickets though. Will have to wait a few more days to pass my judgement. Adios, lazy surfers of the web, Got a movie to devour.