A catwalk from ramp to reality

An eye opener with certain striking moments that show the darker side of the fashion world; the movie ‘Fashion’ from Madhur Bhandarkar, the realistic entertainer that I watched yesterday, had much to say about the not -much known side of celebrities; the wild lifestyles of the fashion divas, dramas behind the stage, wardrobe malfunction, casting couch and much more …

It almost created a clear slide-show of a few facts that I had read and almost left out of my mind. And that’s where Madhur becomes exceptional in his film making. All his movies stay close to reality, with an excellent narrative style.

You know why I love his films? Every movie of Madhur will have something really new, narrated in a credible way, without ignoring the entertainment side of movie making.

I loved Kangana Ranaut's balanced, awesome performance; a mind-blowing portrayal of Shonali (even though not lengthy as Priyanka’s), who falls from riches to rags in a short time. The incidents brought back to my mind certain newspaper reports about the models who have become victims of the pit-falls in fashion world.

Priyanka too has done a remarkable job, especially when the story moves to a point where Meghna (the character she portrays) finds it hard to handle an overnight success, starts making a wrong use of it, ending up as an alcohol and drug addict. Mugdha Ghodse too created a good impression, with a matured handling of the character.

I am not an expert reviewer but on the whole I can say I watched a good movie. Something worth watching!

From the diary of a crushed soul

“My aspiration, my website; I began planning years back. After much toil and trouble I made a final draft of my thoughts and filled it with the shades that I had dreamt of. Spending days and nights I designed every bit of it faultlessly .The result looked an exact replica of my dreams. Filled with of joy and happiness, I slept peacefully that night; after months of hard-work. In the curiosity to have a look at the result of my labor I logged in to my system the next day and searched for it.

Along with my site I found a clone of my creation mockingly winking at me!"

Don’t filch the fruit of someone’s hard work! Copying or stealing someone’s works is really brutal. A person who spends his valuable time and lots of money on work, launches it with immense hopes; will be literally heartbroken on seeing that is work has been stolen.

The tale of a shoe

The title might have given the impression of a fairy tale that’s about to follow. Wrong guess! It’s about the number of shoe hurls against our so called political wizards. Every Indian political gathering is safely guarded now from the anytime attack using shoes. Ha! Ha! Doesn’t that sound funny? But it’s true

Why shoes fly towards the politicians, these days? Yet to be researched!

As shoe hurls are becoming frequent these days I have been thinking about the reason why people have started using shoes for such an act, and have some thoughts to share. My answer may sound crazy to some of you, but yet please scroll down and have a look.

The shoes traverse a long way through much neglected Indian roads, suffering all the troubles without any objection. It has to take out feet safely even through the most stinking roads and pit filled lanes, without complaining; like how we are wordlessly living amid the sickening conditions and political situation and yet becoming a part of the democracy, in-spite of all the awful feelings, hidden in our mind. So chucking a shoe at someone, I think, stands for the eruption of all the so far veiled torment and frustration from a person’s heart. Etiquette gurus may vehemently object this, I am sure. But just consider the distressed mind at the other end; you may get an explanation, even though not fully justifiable.

At any cost I am not justifying the action and won’t do it. But let politicians and the alike class be alerted that when sufferings are growing beyond the periphery a common man may react in the most weird way.

May be more constructive ones might emerge soon! Let’s wait and watch

I am feeling sleepy!

I am feeling sleepy. Really sleepy that I am getting only a blurry vision of the letters on my keyboard, and feels as if they have gone totally messed up. Hah! Wish I could cuddle on my bed and have a nice sleep coz I had only very less sleep yesterday as the scorching heat had almost wearied me down. (The atmosphere is leaping zigzag from rain to heat these days, making matters worse, as I get a bad attack of sinusitis when the humidity level changes quickly.)

Lying on my bed was so hard yesterday, like lying in a hot furnace that I was awake almost the whole night, literally counting the ticks of my clock and took almost three baths in 5-7 hours because of the unbearable heat. The two sturdy security guards of our housing colony did their job on time, by whistling and knocking so loudly, piercing my ears, and sleep swiftly vanished from my eyes in no time.

By 4 AM I had my third bath, in the hope of getting a little sleep, but ill luck was not ready to leave me so easily. After waking up at 5.30 and getting ready I traveled for about two hours and reached my hostel by 8 am and thereafter to my office by 9, back to the long writing schedules. And guess what! I had bread and jam for lunch. Lack of sleep and a sugary lunch! Hah!!!!!!!!! My eye lids are getting so heavier that I am finding it really hard to concentrate on my work.

Mujhse Shaadi Karogi

The process of finding a suitable life partner was left family members and the dear ones earlier, and marriages were usually fixed by the elders in the family. To agree with it or not; it’s not the topic I am going to tell. About a strange news that I heard today; A MARRIAGE REALITY SHOW. Reality show and marriage, shocked? I was, on hearing about actress Rakhi Sawant's plan to get married through a reality show.

Reality melodramas have reached its heights making totally weird and senseless shows these days, and now a marriage show! I pity the senseless brains behind such a weird idea. Most of the viewers like me are getting fed up of infinite number of reality shows & the dreary dramas like crying, bitterness, anger, bitching and backbiting and verbal juggleries of the participants and at times the judges, in such shows. And now a marriage reality show! Disgusting! What more to say!

I doubt if it’s all just publicity stunt by the channel, to increase the TRP rates. But if it’s true what would be the next choice of the producers? God knows!

I am a dosa freak.

‘Dosa’, even the name bears the most tantalizing scent of this favorite foodstuff of mine. A feast for the mind and palette; scrumptious dosas can be found in incredible varieties, Oh! they make me absolutely spell-bound. It's an anytime food; a good choice for breakfast, lunch or dinner. The best combination would be with tomato chutney and sambar. Yummy dosa and hot coffee, Wow! It’s mouth-watering!

My mom is an expert in preparing dosas and I love eating them with the delicious coconut chutney and the flavorsome sambar that she prepares. The looks and aroma of dosas makes often make me forget my diet consciousness that I end up having four or five instead of my usual proportion.

Actually anything that spreads like dosa is simply appetizing, thick like uthappam or thin like a paper roast; made with rice, wheat or any flour, stuffed or mixed or topped with anything that’s lip-smacking.

Dosa is my all time favorite…mmmm......

What’s yours?

Nostalgia

After a long time, a mini vacation has dawned before me, giving me a small rest from my long writing sessions. Actually I do love them when I am given enough time to make some countable works, but at times works flow in like floods that they literally wrap around me till I get chocked. Now that I have Easter and Vishu holidays; its leisure time, time to chill out, leaving all my official assignments, to watch the beauty of nature which I have almost on the verge of forgetting, to have some yummy dishes that my mom makes, to have some chitchat with my sister; that’s what my holidays are all about. I won’t go for long trips, as I love to be in the calmness of home and the warmth of my family’s presence. Unluckily there is just one working day (Monday) in between, to kill all my spirits. I may have to report at the office, if necessary. Hey! I want to shed out my nostalgia which is in-appareled in my soul since two years. Even if I turn up, I know that mind would keep on loitering the premises of my house the whole day, to join the preparations of Vishu (on Tuesday )and to enjoy the prettiness and the beauty of yellow , ‘Kanikonna’ flowers that my dad brings. I'm taking my off on Monday.I think that would be the best. But what could be the excuse? Fever, headache, stomach pain… seems I will have to find a more credible one this time as he knows that most of us may not turn up on Monday. He is the most uncompromising person I have ever seen, very much above my stern, yet lenient dad.

So I am seriously thinking about the best possible reason that I can find, to convince him. Any suggestions?

Mango showers!!!

I love rain. We had a really hot climate in March, and now it’s raining heavily in the evenings. So exciting to go out in the rain, and get wet with the maiden drops! But as I am in the office most of the time, the chance to feel and enjoy the beauty of the rain is much less than before. I do love watching the rain drops trickling from the windowpane of my cabin. The silver droplets that fall down from the pane always trigger a very lovely mood, an in-explainable feeling that arises right from my stomach, which I love to enjoy.

I love to hear the rain drop hitting softly on our roof, like the patter of a little foot, but if my boss is around he won’t let me slide the window pane saying that the water droplets would spoil my PC. Moron! It seems I have to start teaching him how to enjoy the beauty of rain.

I was about to leave the office yesterday, when rain goddess blessed the city in abundance. Wow! It was really an amazing sight when it started raining such heavily that I got almost wet in minutes; right under an umbrella. As each droplet kissed my body I felt as if god is taking-out every gloom that the hot summer gave me. I longed to stand there for quite long, but the staring eyes changed my mind. Again morons!

I managed to get an auto rickshaw, to reach the hostel early. As the city was crowded with vehicles, it took almost half an hour to reach the hostel. I loved gazing at the rainwater clad crowd outside.

I swung my bag on to my couch and ran down to enjoy the nature’s gift. Hey!!!!! That was a breathtaking moment guys! I danced; jumped and enjoyed till the rain stopped … the drops which went in to my watch made it stop at 7pm…

I love rain. Hope I will get more time to go out in rain.

Certain Tummy Thoughts

I am dieting these days, and started practicing a little bit of exercises too. Not that I have put on much weight to lose, but coz of having a big tummy. I used to deny this for quite some time, as my mind carried the image of the skinny body that I had. My big fat tummy began to worry me when people started noticing it and commenting, “Hey! Your tummy is so big!” Tummy is the worst place to carry fat deposits, especially for women... It’s very embarrassing!

Don’t be under the false notion that I am a real foodie, coz this is one of the most upsetting part of my work. Right from 9 in the morning to 5.30 in the evening I need to fix myself on the chair, immovable, as I will be busy with loads of writing works to do. No exercise and no walk, and my tummy grew bigger with fat deposits.

The only exercise that I did was the evening walks down the street, just to have those yummy ‘bhelpuris’. But I had to forcefully bring it to a halt as they started ruining the ambience of my stomach.

People who know about my tummy problem are very eager to shower their tummy reducing tips on me. Those boring, repetitive and unworkable tips that they have been trying for quite a long time! Hearing that I would mutter… It’s easy to advice baby! Practice it and reduce yours first!

But dieting is not that easy. It’s really hard to stop looking at those mouth-watering dishes that I used to enjoy before. Therefore I get really uneasy, & feel really dumb, when my friends tell me how hard I try to reduce my tummy size. I wonder whether I should correct them or not, to tell them that not much of change has happened, that I eat those junk foods every now and then, as I can’t live without it. How will I reduce my tummy size without changing my eating habits?

The tragedy reiterates!

‘Karthik Rajaram, a 45-year-old man, was found dead on Monday after blowing off the lives of six family members in a murder-suicide.’

‘Suspect Devan Kalathat Victims Akhil Dev,Negha Dev,Ashok Appu Poothemkandi,Suchitra Sivaraman,Ahana Ashok, Santa Clara Family Murder Suicide’

If Karthik had an anecdote of financial difficulty, the reason behind grisly Santa Clara murder-suicide is still unknown!

Why did Devan Kalathat, the family man and senior software engineer, buy two .45 semi-automatic handguns? Why did he slay his family and end-up his life? What was bubbling beneath his calmness?

Countless number of questions arose in my brain on hearing the heartbreaking tragedy at Santa Clara.

I took the flash news only as a usual story of financial difficulty due to layoffs, which is the child of the economic downturn. But initial reports have ruled out such a cause and pointed the probability of “difficult family dynamics” that might have spiraled into violence, claiming six lives.

Devan who mercilessly blew away his two young kids and three other relatives in the murder-suicide had posted a few photos on his Flicker page, make one believe his to be a happy, close-knit family.

Indians immigrants like Devan, who end up their lives abruptly, leave behind a number of unanswered questions about the reason behind such gruesome acts. On hearing such incidents I really get bewildered about the reason why a family that seemed to be happy, got wiped off all on a sudden. How can a person become so cruel to kill his family so mercilessly? Or does he feel contented watching the the physical pain of others. Yet to be ‘researched’!

PS- As usual, people will shake heads and leave this story too. Poor family, we may mutter for a day or two, sympathize for their kith and kin, and then forget the whole episode soon! The world is so damn busy!