In Search. Of the Eternal. And the Absolute.

Monday, June 23, 2008

A Way With Words - II

She: "... what is love?"
He sighed deeply as he negotiated the turn, "Love... it's just a convenient word to express my feelings for you... it's convenient because when I say 'I love you', I am saying that I can't live without you, because what I feel for you defines me.. I don't know where you begin and I end.. that I can't think of a life without you and that every breath I take is a paean to what I feel for you... Love is just a word that helps me put entire sentences in a word. I might as well say 'I XYZ you' and it would mean the same.."

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Parting Shot

Didn't know I could save about 2.5 Gb of space by deleting conversations with one single person! Are 'YOU' listening? You're so kicked about Global Warming; maybe you should do the same. Reduce our carbon footprints, eh?

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Always Billie

This has to be one of my all time favourite songs; thanks Mimi for introducing me to the song. Always appreciated it, never more than..

Billie Holiday - Good Morning Heartache

Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seems you heve gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but youre here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop Im saying to you
Good morning heartache whats new

Stop haunting me now
Cant shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
Ive got those monday blues
Straight to sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
Youre the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

A Way With Words

She: "How can you be in love with someone you haven't spent time with?"
He: "I am in love with someone I want to spend time with"

He's a charmer, I tell you ;)

Monday, June 16, 2008

The Nation & The Media - Who Leads Who?

At least sixty (some say it was eighty) people perished and around two hundred were injured when six bombs ripped through crowded marketplaces in Jaipur on May 13, 2008. The media relayed live images of the dead and the injured being taken into hospitals. A particular image of (who I imagine to be) a bereaved mother wailing outside a hospital remains etched in my memory - a grim reminder of the soft casualties of a grisly terror attack.

A little over a month later, there is almost no mention of the blasts or the efforts of the government in tracing the suspects. The media doesn't seem too interested either and like most blasts that happened in the past year, this one seems to be forgotten and will in all probability, remain unsolved with the perpetrators going scot free.

Cut to May 16, 2008 - the scene is the upmarket suburb of NOIDA, where a 14 year old girl is killed brutally in her own bed. The servant is suspected initially, till his own body is found on the terrace of the same flat, the following day. Once again, the media swings into action with polls, debates, interviews and what not. I speak, of course, of Aarushi and Hemraj here.

A month later, this piece of news is firmly plastered across news channels, with dedicated reporters covering the beat and trickling every single detail - every flip flop by the police, every nuance of criminal investigation and moving montages of the girl who was killed. Ekta Kapoor in her infinite practicality (and showing lack of sensibility as usual) grabbed the opportunity to weave in a story into one of her umpteen 'K serials', a move that was fortunately scuttled in time.

I can't help wondering today, who is leading who? Is it really the nation, that has connected to the trauma of the murder of a 14 year old girl, or is it a beast, made to order by the Indian media that 'believes' that this is the news that the nation should be concerned about? Can we really blame NDTV/CNN-IBN/Aaj Tak or their ilk for this state of affairs, or have we, as a nation just grown insensitive to an attack on our democracy? After all, bomb blasts do happen with alarming regularity, don't they?

Do not get me wrong. I do not in any way condone either acts, indeed, I find ghastly similarities between the two -one, an act of terror against the nation, by a bunch of misguided cowards, another, a cold blooded act of murder by - as yet unknown. Both acts were carried out by human beings with scant respect to life and their own selfish interests in mind. Both acts reinforce the sheer apathy towards human life, that we as a race have grown to embody. Every day, we, as a race, kill people - physically sometimes, emotionally mostly, to get ahead in life.

Yet, one act has horrified the nation, while the other is glanced at with a 'chalta hai' attitude.

As of the time this post was published, a Google news search for "Jaipur blasts" returns 524 results. A Google news search for "Aarushi" yielded 1,996 results.

The image of that mother comes to mind as I type this post, and I just know that something is terribly wrong somewhere. Blaming the media would be just passing the buck.

P.S. This post was on my mind these past two evenings; however, a 'forward' I got really triggered it off. See the images below to know what I am talking about.





Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Poem

better to burn,
a spark, bright,
than fade, forgotten


Don't exactly feel like finding a 'suitable pic' for away..

Saturday, June 07, 2008

Sarkar Raj - The Review

Some crazy driving got me to Prasadz yesterday evening and we got into the theatre just as Victor Banerjee was discussing business with Aishwarya Rai. I should have guessed then, that this RGV flick was going to be studded with stars, some less brighter than the others.

For those of you who just want to know if you should watch this movie or not - yes, it's worth a once-watch. Hopefully, if you don't up-n-leave after the intermission, you'll be able to savor the storyline and some decent performances. You can skip the analysis and go buy a ticket, or you can read on..

The show stealer of the movie is definitely AB Senior. RGV has employed (what he calls his favourite) the art of close-ups and a combination of mounted & hand-held camerawork - presumably to make it grittier and all that (though my vote for best hand-held cinematography goes to Black Hawk Down). It does leave you feeling dizzy since the orientation keeps on changing all the time, though AB Sr's change in expressions is brought out well with the close-ups.

The rest of the star cast - with AB Jr., ARB, Dilip Prabhavalkar, Govind Namdeo, Upendra Limaye, Rajesh Shringapure and many more - do pull of a good job.

The movie itself is loosely based around an entire sequence of events revolving around a massive power project (Enron anyone?), the rise of a new politico (Raj saab?) and of course, the ensuing trials and tribulations of the Nagre family. Political manouevres, assassinations, executions and mob violence abound in the movie; juxtaposed with some unintentionally funny dialogues ("You can't make an omlette without breaking the egg") and the recurring cello-based 'Sarkar' themes. The 'Govinda Govindaa...' theme appears again and again. My favourite song though was 'Jalte Ravan' that is picturized on a rioting mob, protesting against the power project (Nandigram revisited?).

Thankfully, the movie does stick the plotline without deviating too much; the pieces of the puzzle fall together into the end to construct the 'chess board' as it were.

The movie ends with a threat of a sequel (or is it a threequel?). RGV manages to redeem himself with AB after the thundering disaster of RGV Ki Aag, though 'Sarkar Raj' is not a patch on the original.

I'd give it three stars out of five. Let me know what you thought about it :)

P.S. We're working today, on account of a 'forced' holiday last week. Working in office on Saturday sucks, but only lesser than working from home on Saturdays ;)

Friday, June 06, 2008

Now what do I call this one?

Am seriously challenged when it comes to naming my blog posts these days. I am somehow resisting the temptation to give in and just call them Updates, Updates, Updates - II/III....MCMXVI... whatever.

Coz, right now, that's all I really have to offer.

Even the updates have begun getting boring. It's the same old stuff about work etc. Now, I did have a short (albeit interesting) business trip to Germany last week, and will probably be going to UK sometime in July. The trip was too short to really matter; I was visiting our office in Wiesbaden for a day long meeting. Took the Lufthansa early early flight from Hyderabad on May 26 and landed at Frankfurt, around 7:15 am. Unlike my past trips, I was accompanied by two colleagues so that made life a lot easier. We decided to explore the option of travelling by train to Wiesbaden Hauptbahnhof... It was an interesting experience in itself. Each train to Wiesbaden Hbf arrived at a different track... so you had one at 8:59 on track 7 and the next one at 9:15 on track 3. If you missed the 8:59 by a whisker, you had to endure a long walk to track 3 (with luggage in tow) and probably miss that train too. All said and done, we reached W Hbf at about 10 past 10 am; had breakfast and had the good sense to take a cab to our hotel.

Day 1 was mostly spent in the confines of the conference room, gorging on pizza. Stephanie, our office administrator (and an ex-Lufthansa air hostess!) is a delightful lady and she made sure we were thoroughly pampered while we were there. We visited the city centre late evening (the sun set at 9:30 pm was not something we were totally prepared for).. hung around the oldest casino in Europe and landed up at Tapas, a lovely Spanish joint, for dinner.

Day 2 was the actual meeting itself, we ended up with having dinner at the Oranjerie - supposedly the most expensive restaurant in the city. Wiesbaden is supposed to be the second-most richest city in Germany, so you can imagine how Oranjerie would be :) All said and done, I got to taste some exotic recipes. Enough said.

Shopping? Zero. No time. I really did want to explore this super music store in the city, but it would shut by the time we packed up at work.

Took the 1125 Lufthansa back to Hyderabad on Wednesday and arrived on time at 2315. Got home by 1:15 and spent the rest of the night talking to a 'friend' ;)

What else? Nothing much. Just a bad cold that's bothering me some and threatening to infect the rest of my colleagues :)

Planning to watch Sarkar Raj in an hour, shall try and crawl back to post my 'review'.

Till then, adios and aloha.

Oh yes, did write this song though I am nowhere close to recording it. It's called 'Spaced Out Princess' and it's mostly a work of fiction. Happy S?
She didn't wish goodbye,
When she left,
She wouldn't show the tears,
In her eyes,

She wouldn't even stay,
To hear me say,
That I was gonna miss her,
Anyway

Now that she's gone,
The emptiness rings,
Beyond those shifting sands,
A lonely gypsy sings,

She's a spaced-out-princess
I wish I could read her mind
But she's flown beyond the Milky Way
She's left me far behind

And I didn't even see it coming,
I could only watch her go,
She's a spaced-out-princess,
Why'd she have to go

I will never know,
If she loved,
Did she give her heart,
But in vain,

I hope she finds a place,
To call her own,
And she's at peace at last,
In her zone,

Dried tears on the pillow,
Mutely testify,
No honey dipped excuses,
Could ever justify,

She's a spaced-out-princess
I wish I could read her mind
But she's flown beyond the Milky Way
She's left me far behind

And I didn't even see it coming,
I could only watch her go,
She's a spaced-out-princess,
Why'd she have to go


Cheerio!