Everybody is goin bonkers since yesterday cheerin, textin n doin so many things...Okay I agree its a great achievement that finally an Indian managed to get the Oscar but in no sense anyone can compare it with Lagaan...For me Lagaan gettin nominated was far big achievement than Slumdog gettin 8 Oscars...
There is a fallacy in this because Slumdog Millionare is not an Indian film and therefore was entitled to be nominated in all the cataegories unlike Lagaan which had to compete against hundreds of other entries for just one category i.e Best foreign film and its the same case with Mother India...So wat does India has to do with Slumdog sweepin Oscars after all...Its not an Indian movie its a British movie which aims to make the mockery of the system here...
Our political parties never leave any opportunity to showcase themselves as the leader of the nation without doin anythin for it...Here is the latest example:
Cong counts 8 Oscars as part of UPA achievements
Well I personally do agree to our political parties for this because the credit for creating so many slums, communal disturbances and thereby makin the environment conducive for Slumdogs to flourish(I still doubt if they can be credit for millionaires as well)..
Whosoever be responsible for this...But Rehman deserves a applaud...
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
The Story of Kala Bandar
There has been a recent upsurge in the number of movies offering paid preview a day before the actual release.. I also wanted to feel wat it is like watching a movie before it is released..All this coupled with the hype surroundin around Delhi 6(Added with the fact that Delhi being my native place) i decided to go for a pre release. It took few calls, few texts and some pesterin to convince someone to accompany me for the voyage.
08:45 PM
Though a lot happened between the time I inked the plan and this time but most of that is meaningless and not worthy of my precious time so I will quickly jump to the action.
We reached Omaxe Mall, for me it was everythin' but a mall but that was the only option in ggn so had to bear with it..Now we were good 45 minutes early and since there wasn't anythin else to do around there so the best option we had to have some ethanol(I remember it from my experience with Mangal Pandey that this is best thing to have if you are uncertain' about the movie)...So in absence of any bar or pub in that so called mall we finally found a "English wine and beer shop" aka Theka and alongside it was a decent open air restaurant which serves as a drinkin place aka Aahata....
09:00 PM
"Oye chotu!!! Sun yaar 2 Kingfisher light le aa"..
Shardul did some quick calculation in his mind and said
"Abe sun ek kaam kar yaar yaar 3 hi le aa..baad mein time waste hoga"...
The guy took the money went out and came in with 3 chilled bottles of kingfisher(Now you know where did Mallaya got all his money to buy an IPL team..)
09:30 PM
We entered right in time and located out seat..I scanned the nearby area but couldn't locate a single girl..Dunno why I never get to watch a movie with a girl sittin beside me.. :-(
There were customary trailers of other movies and finally the movie started...
About the Movie:
Well movie was Okayish types...Music was pretty good(as expected from Rehman) that kept the interest alive in the movie...The best part of the movie was the performance of actors and screenplay...everybody played their part to the perfection let it be dyin Waheeda Rehman palyin grandma or Divya Dutta playin Jalebi the sweeper or two young kids about 6-8 years goin to Jalebi n sayin ki "Humein mard bana do!!!"....
Though the movie does not have a pretty solid script but the music and screenplay covers for it...Though I had to miss tits and bits here and there in the movie(Thanks to Mr. Mallaya and that 1l of liquid intake) but still it was fun...Movie also stars some characters from RDB like Atul Agnihotri as gobar and Cyrus Sahukar as Suresh who likes to boink the 20 yr old wife of 60 yr old Prem Chopra who survives on Viagra....The movie revolves around a much hyped case of "Monkey Man" that emerged in late nineties as a sign of horror and terror and Delhi and somehow gets lost in that only(named Kala Bandar and so the post)...In all if asked a question whether the Paid Preview paid off or not, well for me it did...
12:30 AM
"Oye ghar chalein ya phir 1-1 beer piyein :-D... "
And the journey continued.....
08:45 PM
Though a lot happened between the time I inked the plan and this time but most of that is meaningless and not worthy of my precious time so I will quickly jump to the action.
We reached Omaxe Mall, for me it was everythin' but a mall but that was the only option in ggn so had to bear with it..Now we were good 45 minutes early and since there wasn't anythin else to do around there so the best option we had to have some ethanol(I remember it from my experience with Mangal Pandey that this is best thing to have if you are uncertain' about the movie)...So in absence of any bar or pub in that so called mall we finally found a "English wine and beer shop" aka Theka and alongside it was a decent open air restaurant which serves as a drinkin place aka Aahata....
09:00 PM
"Oye chotu!!! Sun yaar 2 Kingfisher light le aa"..
Shardul did some quick calculation in his mind and said
"Abe sun ek kaam kar yaar yaar 3 hi le aa..baad mein time waste hoga"...
The guy took the money went out and came in with 3 chilled bottles of kingfisher(Now you know where did Mallaya got all his money to buy an IPL team..)
09:30 PM
We entered right in time and located out seat..I scanned the nearby area but couldn't locate a single girl..Dunno why I never get to watch a movie with a girl sittin beside me.. :-(
There were customary trailers of other movies and finally the movie started...
About the Movie:
Well movie was Okayish types...Music was pretty good(as expected from Rehman) that kept the interest alive in the movie...The best part of the movie was the performance of actors and screenplay...everybody played their part to the perfection let it be dyin Waheeda Rehman palyin grandma or Divya Dutta playin Jalebi the sweeper or two young kids about 6-8 years goin to Jalebi n sayin ki "Humein mard bana do!!!"....
Though the movie does not have a pretty solid script but the music and screenplay covers for it...Though I had to miss tits and bits here and there in the movie(Thanks to Mr. Mallaya and that 1l of liquid intake) but still it was fun...Movie also stars some characters from RDB like Atul Agnihotri as gobar and Cyrus Sahukar as Suresh who likes to boink the 20 yr old wife of 60 yr old Prem Chopra who survives on Viagra....The movie revolves around a much hyped case of "Monkey Man" that emerged in late nineties as a sign of horror and terror and Delhi and somehow gets lost in that only(named Kala Bandar and so the post)...In all if asked a question whether the Paid Preview paid off or not, well for me it did...
12:30 AM
"Oye ghar chalein ya phir 1-1 beer piyein :-D... "
And the journey continued.....
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
You Found Me
Thanks to Channel V for picking "The Fray" for their all this month series. I heard this song and it really touched my heart...Will come to the reason later right now I would like to read those lyrics again they were like...
I found God on the corner of 1st and Amistad
Where the West was all but won
All alone, smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang
And all I needed was a call that never came
To the corner of 1st and Amistad
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me....
This song took me for a walk down the lane of nostalgia..My life flipped like pages from some ol' book in front of my eyes in those 4 minutes...
Those back benches of my class where I used to sit and watch her the whole day though I mastered that art but was caught on my lucky days and mam used to send me out of the class straight away...But then it was blessin in disguise coz it always allowed me see her face...I can still see that face whenever I close my eyes...That sunlight from the window which used to occasionally divert her attention from concepts of biology and the moments when she accidentally used to look into my eyes(still can do anythin for that look)....Those morning classes when I used to eagerly wait for her roll number to get a glimpse of her n the ones in which I forgot to call my name coz I was busy lookin forward to her number...Those lunch packs that I never opened coz she was going to canteen with her frenz(Of course its associated some serious verbal thrashin @ home...But the first part was more beautiful to be a serial offender) and those days without lunch when she had no plans to go to canteen and I left mine at home...
Those last periods which always seemed like the longest one and were confidants of my acts of takin a book out of bag and puttin it back again to get the perfect timin and walkin few steps with her with my heart pumpin like a 1000W speaker at full volume...Those acts of innocence of pretendin to talkin to friends and lurkin behind their shoulders to look her till that last moment and then lookin up in the sky and prayin for juz one more look which sometimes was granted and she used to pass by like a wind...Phew...That magic in the air....
Those borin weekends when the only job at hand was to go to her place at least once a day with plannin all sort of things but runnin for cover at her first sight....Those rainy days when I used to stand right outside her place and wishin for her one look(which incidentally god never granted..you owe me one GOD) for which I am still under debt of my frenz many of whom fell sick after standin in that downpour....
Those telephone calls for which I used to push my sisters out of room(for privacy of course)...Those endless topics and discussions that never made any sense and those plans which never materialized...All this and a lot more....Its been days, months, years but for me all this was yesterday and will always be....I believe thts wat Love is the one you never get....
Here's the reason for this post:
I found God on the corner of 1st and Amistad
Where the West was all but won
All alone, smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang
And all I needed was a call that never came
To the corner of 1st and Amistad
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me....
This song took me for a walk down the lane of nostalgia..My life flipped like pages from some ol' book in front of my eyes in those 4 minutes...
Those back benches of my class where I used to sit and watch her the whole day though I mastered that art but was caught on my lucky days and mam used to send me out of the class straight away...But then it was blessin in disguise coz it always allowed me see her face...I can still see that face whenever I close my eyes...That sunlight from the window which used to occasionally divert her attention from concepts of biology and the moments when she accidentally used to look into my eyes(still can do anythin for that look)....Those morning classes when I used to eagerly wait for her roll number to get a glimpse of her n the ones in which I forgot to call my name coz I was busy lookin forward to her number...Those lunch packs that I never opened coz she was going to canteen with her frenz(Of course its associated some serious verbal thrashin @ home...But the first part was more beautiful to be a serial offender) and those days without lunch when she had no plans to go to canteen and I left mine at home...
Those last periods which always seemed like the longest one and were confidants of my acts of takin a book out of bag and puttin it back again to get the perfect timin and walkin few steps with her with my heart pumpin like a 1000W speaker at full volume...Those acts of innocence of pretendin to talkin to friends and lurkin behind their shoulders to look her till that last moment and then lookin up in the sky and prayin for juz one more look which sometimes was granted and she used to pass by like a wind...Phew...That magic in the air....
Those borin weekends when the only job at hand was to go to her place at least once a day with plannin all sort of things but runnin for cover at her first sight....Those rainy days when I used to stand right outside her place and wishin for her one look(which incidentally god never granted..you owe me one GOD) for which I am still under debt of my frenz many of whom fell sick after standin in that downpour....
Those telephone calls for which I used to push my sisters out of room(for privacy of course)...Those endless topics and discussions that never made any sense and those plans which never materialized...All this and a lot more....Its been days, months, years but for me all this was yesterday and will always be....I believe thts wat Love is the one you never get....
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