Thursday, October 9, 2008

Free to be you and me

There's a land that I see where the children are free
And I say it ain't far to this land from where we are
Take my hand, come with me, where the children are free
Come with me, take my hand, and we'll live

In a land where the river runs free
In a land through the green country
In a land to a shining sea
And you and me are free to be you and me

I see a land bright and clear, and the time's comin' near
When we'll live in this land, you and me, hand in hand
Take my hand, come along, lend your voice to my song
Come along, take my hand, sing a song

For a land where the river runs free
For a land through the green country
For a land to a shining sea
For a land where the horses run free
And you and me are free to be you and me

Every boy in this land grows to be his own man
In this land, every girl grows to be her own woman
Take my hand, come with me where the children are free
Come with me, take my hand, and we'll run

To a land where the river runs free
To a land through the green country
To a land to a shining sea
To a land where the horses run free
To a land where the children are free
And you and me are free to be
And you and me are free to be
And you and me are free to be you and me

You and me

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Kidnap the Drona

Last weekend for me was one of those times when you watch movies just for the heck of it without caring for the reviews and for some very strong source of motivation. What else do you think could be my reason to watch Kidnap and Drona in 2 days? But that doesn't stop me from writing a review myself. Kidnap inspires every girl to give time to her looks..well if Minisha Lamba can look super-hot even when she is kidnapped especially by ensuring that her clothes are kidnapped too. Also it inspires every mom to look younger and hotter than her daughter. The loudness of the exposure started embarrasing the guys in the theatre after a while which I think was deliberate on the the part of the director to teach the young guys a lesson on respecting women.
Drona very successfully impresses the audience with the notion that a superhero can be weak too, weaker than cindrella. Abhiskek has (not) worked out day and night to fit into the role of Drona who many times almost seemed to be ready for rona dhona. Also the climax clearly shows the clout which Bacchan's have on Goldi Behl. During the shoot of last scene, Abhishek notices Kay-2 Menon's eye color and wants the same for himself and so drona becomes dracula in the end.
My interest to write on such movies surprises me and I can write more but it will be an absolute assault to an innocent reader who has seen both the movies over the weekend, though I doubt the existence of one.
Nevertheless my weekend was fantastic, fabulous, lovely and the best. :)

Monday, October 6, 2008

Auld Lang Syne

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne ?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !
And surely I’ll buy mine !
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

!?

When will this get over?
Why its changing so fast?

Why don't you work?
When do you have the time?

Well you are always kidding!
Why don't you take things easy?

What is the big passion in life?
Why not happiness in small things?

Why its never planned?
Why always time-lines?

Why don't they care?
As if I care what they think!

Why its so routine?
Why is life non-linear?

When will I finish the paper?
What should I write?

Mood: saturated
Music: humko humise chura lo..

Monday, May 19, 2008

Chain Reaction

Memories of jee days and mummy daddy waiting outside the exam center comes flooding to my mind every year when I see parents of all jee/gate/cdeep etc etc aspirants waiting outside the convo or MB halls eagerly waiting and hoping to see their kids rushing out after exams smiling.

These aged men and women appear very godly and mystical with their eyes gleaming with the dreams of their children and their faces full of hope and prayers. It is really overwhelming to see how our parents nurture our aspirations in them and the way they calm us down but at the same time take the entire burden of the possibility of a setback on their shoulders. They live every moment of our success, they silently frown on our failures but they never let our spirits die.

Especially here in India, we remain financially dependent on our parents for a long time. But more than the monetary support, they treat us as a part of their existence even when we start growing old and when we are besieged by our own responsibilities. Their unlimited kindness and selflessness was flowing all around me today when the hostel was full of people in their thirties who came for Phd interviews accompanied by their parents and really compelled me to be able to express somehow the inexpressible amount of gratitude that I hold for my parents.

I wonder is there anything that I can do for my parents and call it even! I guess not. Some people may criticize the idea of supporting children financially and mentally after teenage a bit too much and bad for their coming years which they will have to tread alone and face their own challenges. But I feel, in our culture, it sets on a chain reaction and is a part of our learning as we grow up. It inspires us to go a little extra mile when it will be our turn to support our kids, multiply their happiness and divide their tensions.

whats beyond?

Some of the recent happenings made me think of the umpteen number of mental constraints that we develop as we grow up. Each of us are born with a free mind which if not trained in a particular fashion will be free to observe, interpret and understand things in its own unique way. But one of the achievements of modern day civilization is its ability to transfer the acquired knowledge in a compact way over the years to the new generation. This streamlines and speeds up the invention of newer ideas and systematically adds to the already existing knowledge base. But isn't this way of trying to bring a system in everything and riding the same boats on the well-defined streamlines actually in a way limiting our capabilities to think beyond what is beyond.

Almost 6-7 years of studying science and engineering introduces many models and categories of problems. When faced with any new problem, the first instinct is trying to fit the problem in an already defined model whose development for sure will be based on another chronologically older model. In many cases, it may solve the problem saving a lot of time and effort which would have otherwise been wasted (or invested?) trying to solve it from scratch! May be this problem fitted exactly in a category, but the emphasis on final solution rather than the process of getting it mars the innovation that could have resulted from a human mind trying to solve it in the absence of a framework. In fact in most of the cases, we end up complicating the procedure by ignoring the fundamentals and focusing on the methodology. And what about those problems which are new "new"?The constrained minds will end up forcing such problems into one of the pre-defined structure with the handy tool of assumptions or the problem will remain unsolved!

The habit of limiting the mind to conform to what is already known will be a foe in disguise to everything that involves thinking. The disguise becomes more obscure when things are less mathematical and a little abstract. The most striking example to me is the way relationships are always classified into some traditional definitions of brother, husband, friends or some more trendy ones like bfrnd-gfrnd, rakhi brother, committed, dating. Why do we so blatantly and confidently declare that every relationship should fall into one of these definitions?

Why is to so hard to conceive that there may be a possibility of something entirely new, different or unheard of? And those who are willing to accept the difference will turn neologistic and will eagerly be in line to discover a new expression for it. In our everyday thinking, we always look for frameworks and analogies to understand the vastness around us. Our aversion to independent thought process make us unreasonably trying to put a label or define a box around every situation. It may be satisfying as we will know exactly in which box do we stand at every instant. But it may not always be enough to be inside the box or for that matter even outside the box. At times one needs to know the exact coordinates.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Colour Code

What if we wake up in the morning to find that the world has turned black and white? Imagine life without colors! A mother formally introduces a baby to colors by showing it the blue sky. And then as we grow up, we have some unforgettable personal moments when we get the first pack of crayons or have a chance encounter with a rainbow.

Everything colorful around gradually transforms into symbolism. In some cases it is well-defined like the color codes to denote the resistance of a conductor or the change in taste with the change in colors while cooking food. But every person understands and gets accustomed to a personal undefined color language. The red color of a bride's dress and a rose speak of love, the golden color of light represents prosperity and the color pink cannot make me think of anything else but Neha Singh :P

Whereas the codes of black-white, saffron-green for me will always be the symbols of depravity of human mind, the thing which I am going to miss the most about the hostel is the fun of celebrating colors on holi which erases all codes and differences.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Unconditional love :P

I have never been a great fan of comedy movies (Bollywood, in particular). However, after watching Om Shaanti Om and Welcome in theatre, I gave positive reviews to some friends who believed in my good taste for movies. I did'nt find it unusual since I found some SRK fans and some "we went to see deepika/Katrina types" people who agreed with me.
But I became aware of my newly found love for watching no-sense, substandard comedy movies on big screen with the release of TASHAN. I could'nt find a single person to agree with me. Even a size-zero Kareena failed to charm the guys. And all my efforts to argue on the entertainment value of the movie were met with "Nandu's motorboat :O" kind of reactions. But I enjoyed it. Perhaps, thats what an unconditional love is! (I went to the extent of imagining that the money-sucking multiplex-owners bribed the reviewers to poison the viewers' minds.)
I believe the cause of this unreasonable love lies in my state of mind at the time of watching the movie.(while writing this post, i realized that I thought of Tashan as a comedy movie). I don't think I could have possibly liked this movie on comp. It is similar to the situation when we find a moment particularly funny but fail to reproduce the effect when we narrate it to someone else since the place, time and moods are different.
I guess when mind is free of expectations and the intention is to have fun at any cost (of course here the cost is the people who are ever going to believe in my movie reviews), no entertainment is bad entertainment.