Wandering Soul

Friday, March 16, 2007

Speechless...

Saw Nishabd... it left me all nishabd!No, no, the movie has no claim to leave you speechless in any positive way (except for maybe the cinematography); the movie is unreal! Not that the basic storyline itself is so - an older man falling in love with a younger woman is not that difficult to imagine. The way 'love' happens in the movie leaves me thinking that RGV has completely lost his mind.

This girl who insists on parading around half-naked, showing leg, leg, and then some more, is rude as hell, and completely unmindful of the ways of the house in which she is staying as a guest, uses every opportunity to throw herself on her friend's dad and to basically, feel him up.
He, initially, does not give her the time of the day, but she deliberately does things to attract his attention...feigning complete innocence. She creates all of these situations that make him run after her (literally), and notice her.
.... and then ask"DO you love my spirit?" To which, more out of politeness i think, he is forced to say yes! (What spirit, one might ask!)

Some more skin-flaunting and attention-seeking techniques later, and suddenly she asks him "Do you love me?!" To which (surprise, surprise!!), the answer is yes!

I wasn't quite sure what the 'daddy' fell in love with... he says that it was more than physical; but, the part where the 'relationship' could have acquired that depth was not there, all you had was a slightly psychotic girl and a man who was very uncomfortable with the questions she asked!

I noticed the trailers of the movie had the tag line "Some relationships are never meant to be understood"

My version: "Some movies are never meant to be understood!"

P.S.: One may ask why I even went to watch this movie... Believe it or not, my mom was the one who (godknowswhy?!!) was really keen on seeing this!! I was only the means through which she went to see it!

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Bring home the cup, boys!

Cynical. Dismissive. Scornful. Exasperated. Disbelief. Joy.

-- Feelings we've all at some time felt for the Indian cricket team. I know I have.
The biggest championship of 'em all begins today. I have been watching a lot of pre-cup coverages and special programs over the last couple of days.... and all i can bring myself to feel is a little bit of hope. Am totally combining that with loads of wishful thinking!
We may not be the most consistent of teams, but dammit! we've got the talent. Maybe I'm praying for a miracle, but I'm praying alright!!

Half of the current squad is probably playing their last world cup.

So for last times' sake, for the sake of the country's pride (and joy), and for the love of the game... BRING THE WORLD CUP HOME!!

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Back to the roots!

I knew I had strayed, something I should have never done. I paid the price, heavily. My life had become a living hell!!

Beyond a point, I couldn't take it anymore! I just had to go back to you!

And now that I have, heaven! 'Tis a wonderful world again! Gone are the challenges I faced! I am in touch with life again... with ease!

Ah... good, ol' Nokia! I missed thee!