Saturday evening we had gone to see this movie called "Partner" ... Its a time pass movie... Good one time watch... during the movie something reminded me of Dil Chahta hai (i dont know what that something was) and then i wanted to watch that movie... yet again....
So last nite i watched it .... And again i fell in love with the movie... i was reminded of the first time i had seen that movie.... we had seen it on the last day of our mid sems... it was a ritual... watching a movie on the last day of mid sems.... sometimes the movie would be bad... sometimes ok.... but we would always watch it.... this time the movie was too good..... Tooo Goood..... we were in 3rd year then i believe..... remember pulling this senior's leg big time.... remember loving the movie and the dialogue "hum cake khaane ke liye kahin bhi pahunch jaate hain" was somehow true for us too.... yesterday i loved it again.... "yeh tumhaare dost hain?" "haan this is sid aur yeh akaash" "bahut gehri dosti lagti hai" "haan yaa to dosti gehri hai yaa yeh photo 3D hai"
"hum naa rahein kabhi yaaron ke bin.... jhilmilaate hon jagmagaate hon apne raaste... yeh khushi rahe roshni rahe apne waaste"
i dont even know why i am writing this peice.... but when i was watching this movie.... it stirred something... and i was happy that it did.....
"kiun aisi ummed ki maine jo aise na kaam hui... door banayi thi manzil to raste mein hi shaam hui"
Love this movie... and all its songs... (although i realised i have only 1 :( )
Monday, July 30, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
once upon a dream.....
generally i sleep well.... its not that i always have a dreamless sleep... but most of my dreams are nice, calm and peaceful... or downright senseless..... sometimes a bit confused.....very rare (very very rare) i get scary dreams.... i dont remember waking up scared because of a dream.... although i remember waking up all of a sudden from sleep (long time ago when i was sick with viral fever) because in my dream i had fallen from somewhere... woke up with a shiver and realised nothing wrong and slept again... in fact this happened a lot many times during that one week i was down with fever.... but it was nothing.....
last night although (actually morning since i slept at 5) when i slept i was feeling kind of eerie... so silent so dark and reading about voldemort and killing and what not.... may be i was scared... dont know... more than that it was loneliness... i wanted someone to be in my room... and the 3-4 hours that i slept it was a disturbed sleep... i dont remember any of the dreams i had... but i remember loads of harry potter vs. voldemort things going on in my mind....
nice how imagination screws you up.... and in retrospect; it feels fear is nothing but imagination.... although it is one of the stronger feelings (very few people can ignore it); but i still think it is an imaginary thing... happiness sadness jealousy etc are very real feelings... but fear... what is fear? uncertainity? when are we certain... never.... right from the basic facts like earth revolves around the sun (remember relative motion... who knows what is revolving around what take a bigger picture) to 2 + 2 is 4 (what is 1,2,3,4 some convention only meaning nothing, more like a law rather than a fact) to weather it will be sunny tomorrow... nothing is certain.... so why be scared... why fear.... may be feel sad... but be scared...
i am trying to say something here... dont know whether to myself ... as in to convince myself... or to tell everyone what i realised... i dont know... but right now i have this very strong feeling that fear is nothing... just a fragment of my imagination.... and how can i be scared of something that is a part of me.... i love myself.... love is good... happy not scary.......
yet last night i was scared......
last night although (actually morning since i slept at 5) when i slept i was feeling kind of eerie... so silent so dark and reading about voldemort and killing and what not.... may be i was scared... dont know... more than that it was loneliness... i wanted someone to be in my room... and the 3-4 hours that i slept it was a disturbed sleep... i dont remember any of the dreams i had... but i remember loads of harry potter vs. voldemort things going on in my mind....
nice how imagination screws you up.... and in retrospect; it feels fear is nothing but imagination.... although it is one of the stronger feelings (very few people can ignore it); but i still think it is an imaginary thing... happiness sadness jealousy etc are very real feelings... but fear... what is fear? uncertainity? when are we certain... never.... right from the basic facts like earth revolves around the sun (remember relative motion... who knows what is revolving around what take a bigger picture) to 2 + 2 is 4 (what is 1,2,3,4 some convention only meaning nothing, more like a law rather than a fact) to weather it will be sunny tomorrow... nothing is certain.... so why be scared... why fear.... may be feel sad... but be scared...
i am trying to say something here... dont know whether to myself ... as in to convince myself... or to tell everyone what i realised... i dont know... but right now i have this very strong feeling that fear is nothing... just a fragment of my imagination.... and how can i be scared of something that is a part of me.... i love myself.... love is good... happy not scary.......
yet last night i was scared......
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
alternate end...
although i hate to admit it... but i realised recentl... i might be a harry potter fan... i have seen all the movies and read all the books (save the last and final which i started reading yesterday)... this might classify me as a fan... to tell you the truth i ws actually waitng for movie 5 and book 7... may be curiosity... frankly i dont think it is a great book or some great author... just interesting.... nonsense... but interesting and captivating non sense... and i read nonsense all the time (thanks to all my freinds keeping me posted with 'latest forwards') so i like reading these books....
much before HP 7 was released i had got a soft copy of the book ( i hate to admit this also) and i had read it... and i almost believed it to be the original (who else can write 650 pages of nonsense... more than that why would somebody) obviously i was proven wrong and it was the fake version i had.... although in that HP had lived....
My boss (client side) loved telling me HP will die and Voldemort will live and i loved opposing him.... we would have this discussion almost daily (for atleast 2 weeks before HP 7 was released) he would come up with various possibilities... starting from HP will turn bad and Voldemort is the real good guy... to both will die and their sons will fight... to harry will die voldemort will live (evil always wins) nd Ron and hermione will rt the 'Legend of Harry potter'....
but the otehr day i felt if in the real book harry actually dies i wouldnt like it.... i seriously wouldnt... i really wanted harry to live... and i thought if he dies then i will right my own version of HP or believe the fake one inwhich he lives..... after all he is just a character.... tried convincing myself it doesn't matetr.... couldn't.....
i just had to think Rowling will make him live... and i was astonished at myself.... a character and i could only believe the fate Rowling had for him... not make up one on my own.... i still cant get over it... its so strange...
P.S: one of my freinds suggested an alternate end... harry dies fighting voldemort;
then he wakes up, in his broom cupboard is still 11 years old... and smiles at his imagination while Aunt Petunia is shouting at him to come and prepare breakfast!
much before HP 7 was released i had got a soft copy of the book ( i hate to admit this also) and i had read it... and i almost believed it to be the original (who else can write 650 pages of nonsense... more than that why would somebody) obviously i was proven wrong and it was the fake version i had.... although in that HP had lived....
My boss (client side) loved telling me HP will die and Voldemort will live and i loved opposing him.... we would have this discussion almost daily (for atleast 2 weeks before HP 7 was released) he would come up with various possibilities... starting from HP will turn bad and Voldemort is the real good guy... to both will die and their sons will fight... to harry will die voldemort will live (evil always wins) nd Ron and hermione will rt the 'Legend of Harry potter'....
but the otehr day i felt if in the real book harry actually dies i wouldnt like it.... i seriously wouldnt... i really wanted harry to live... and i thought if he dies then i will right my own version of HP or believe the fake one inwhich he lives..... after all he is just a character.... tried convincing myself it doesn't matetr.... couldn't.....
i just had to think Rowling will make him live... and i was astonished at myself.... a character and i could only believe the fate Rowling had for him... not make up one on my own.... i still cant get over it... its so strange...
P.S: one of my freinds suggested an alternate end... harry dies fighting voldemort;
then he wakes up, in his broom cupboard is still 11 years old... and smiles at his imagination while Aunt Petunia is shouting at him to come and prepare breakfast!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
a moon and a star
while walking back from the bus stop ... after a long not so busy not so boring not so free day at work... i looked up at the sky... i dont know why... and there it was... the moon and a star... it wasnt the full moon or anything.... i think the 2nd or 3rd day moon...... just a thin arc.....
it wasnt dark yet... the sky was deep blue... actually not the whole sky just that part around the moon and the star.... the 2 were very close to each other.... close enough to may be form a smiley if a second star was there too..... a bit farther from the moon and the star the sky was clouded.... black clouds... clouds that you are almost sure will bring lots of heavy rain if not a storm... but there with the moon it was pleasant.... no trace of even a white cloud... nothing.... jut deep blue sky and that moon and star.....
Naa jaane kiun hota hai yeh zindagi ke saath.... Achanak yeh Mann.....kissi ke jaane ke baad...... kare phir uski yaad.... chhoti chhoti si baat.... Naa jaane kiun.....
Nice song... this started when i reached home still looking at the sky.......
it wasnt dark yet... the sky was deep blue... actually not the whole sky just that part around the moon and the star.... the 2 were very close to each other.... close enough to may be form a smiley if a second star was there too..... a bit farther from the moon and the star the sky was clouded.... black clouds... clouds that you are almost sure will bring lots of heavy rain if not a storm... but there with the moon it was pleasant.... no trace of even a white cloud... nothing.... jut deep blue sky and that moon and star.....
Naa jaane kiun hota hai yeh zindagi ke saath.... Achanak yeh Mann.....kissi ke jaane ke baad...... kare phir uski yaad.... chhoti chhoti si baat.... Naa jaane kiun.....
Nice song... this started when i reached home still looking at the sky.......
Saturday, July 14, 2007
i like...
after a good coffee in very good weather (read nice not humind wind blowing hard enough to mess your hair) i was walking back home, and it was quite late (by residential area standards) so the streets were mostly deserted, save a car or 2 on the main road....
generally on weekends if not doing anything else i like to take a book and my nano and go sit at the nearby starbucks during the evening,,... this is just what i had done today although the evening had started a but late (around 8 PM local time)
and i realised i like the empty streets and roads so much... specially when the weather is good.... i was almost walking with a spring in my step and singing the song that was playing (i am one of the worst singers i know) at a not so "humming" volume and dancing to it.....
i like the whole setting .... i wish it happened more often.... atleast more often than the "non work" weekdays!!!
generally on weekends if not doing anything else i like to take a book and my nano and go sit at the nearby starbucks during the evening,,... this is just what i had done today although the evening had started a but late (around 8 PM local time)
and i realised i like the empty streets and roads so much... specially when the weather is good.... i was almost walking with a spring in my step and singing the song that was playing (i am one of the worst singers i know) at a not so "humming" volume and dancing to it.....
i like the whole setting .... i wish it happened more often.... atleast more often than the "non work" weekdays!!!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
jeena issi ka naam hai
tn tanan tanan... tn tanan tanan.....tn tanan tn tn tanan tn tn tanan tanan...... Kissi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar, kissi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar , kissi ke waaste ho tere dil mein pyaaar jeena issi ka naam hai...... tn tanan tanan... tn tanan tanan.....tn tanan tn tn tanan tn tn tanan tanan......
and so goes one of my long time fav songs.... i remember once in college we were about to sleep around 2 or 3 and this song played on a (newly changed to 24 hrs) radio channel and the two of us (i.e. jain and me) jumped up and started dancing around.... the lyrics are so beautiful and so is the music... i just love the song... but i used to like the song more for the Lyrics than the music...
but yesterday i think the mood was a bit too good (i love it when i am in this particular mood... the look at everything from an almost 'çynical'angle mood) when this song played in my mind...
the phrase kissi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar just stuck....
as in am i taking 'kissi ka dard udhar' because i think that person incapable of handling his own dard? what one should rather be doing (obviously as a freind) is help that person take care of his 'dard'.... you think yourself to be that 'God' like and him to be that menial?
imagine a situation; there is this one ''kissi'' whose dard you always take ''udhar'' .... this poor person is devoid of one full emotion!! How sad is that!!!
and then "kisi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar" sacrifice yourself if that will make someone else smile? or sth to that extent... Boss my life is not that meaningless!!!
I had a good laugh over it myself yesterday when i thought about it.... how weird and meaningless this whole part of the song was....
all said and done... i still love the song... and the lyrics:
Kissi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar
kissi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar
kisi ke waaste ho tere dil mein pyaar
jeena issi ka naam hai
maana apni jaeb se fakir hain
fir bhi yaaro dil ke hum ameer hain
mite jo pyaar ke liye woh zindagi
jale bahaar ke liye woh zindagi
kissi ko ho naa ho hamein hai aitbaar
jeena issi ka naam hai
rishta dil se dil ke aitbaar kaa
zinda hai ham-hi se naam pyaar kaa
ke marke bhi kisi ko yaad aaenge
kissi ke aansuon mein muskuraaenge
kahega phool har kali se baar baar
jeena issi ka naam hai......
tn tnan tanan..................................
and so goes one of my long time fav songs.... i remember once in college we were about to sleep around 2 or 3 and this song played on a (newly changed to 24 hrs) radio channel and the two of us (i.e. jain and me) jumped up and started dancing around.... the lyrics are so beautiful and so is the music... i just love the song... but i used to like the song more for the Lyrics than the music...
but yesterday i think the mood was a bit too good (i love it when i am in this particular mood... the look at everything from an almost 'çynical'angle mood) when this song played in my mind...
the phrase kissi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar just stuck....
as in am i taking 'kissi ka dard udhar' because i think that person incapable of handling his own dard? what one should rather be doing (obviously as a freind) is help that person take care of his 'dard'.... you think yourself to be that 'God' like and him to be that menial?
imagine a situation; there is this one ''kissi'' whose dard you always take ''udhar'' .... this poor person is devoid of one full emotion!! How sad is that!!!
and then "kisi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar" sacrifice yourself if that will make someone else smile? or sth to that extent... Boss my life is not that meaningless!!!
I had a good laugh over it myself yesterday when i thought about it.... how weird and meaningless this whole part of the song was....
all said and done... i still love the song... and the lyrics:
Kissi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar
kissi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar
kisi ke waaste ho tere dil mein pyaar
jeena issi ka naam hai
maana apni jaeb se fakir hain
fir bhi yaaro dil ke hum ameer hain
mite jo pyaar ke liye woh zindagi
jale bahaar ke liye woh zindagi
kissi ko ho naa ho hamein hai aitbaar
jeena issi ka naam hai
rishta dil se dil ke aitbaar kaa
zinda hai ham-hi se naam pyaar kaa
ke marke bhi kisi ko yaad aaenge
kissi ke aansuon mein muskuraaenge
kahega phool har kali se baar baar
jeena issi ka naam hai......
tn tnan tanan..................................
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Crabs for dinner
I am not what you call a sea food person... somehow i just dont like sea food.... i just dont... i remember only one time when i had liked fish... i think fresh water salmon made with some caramel or sth.... that was not very 'fishy' and nice.... but save that one time i have never liked fish/sea food.... so although i was keen on going to this really 'famous for crabs' place i had been able to avoid it till now (obviously unintentionally ;-) ) but this sunday i finally went there....
to be very frank i didn't like the crab anymore than i like fish (save that fresh water caramel salmon) but i liked the whole experience... the ambience was too good (by sea side with nice wind blowing; many ships in the sea; which meant twinkling lights in the distance, and a violent sea which meant the sound of waves hitting the shore just like good music) not to miss the experience of eating something with nut crackers and that stapula kinda thing....a few days ago i had repaired my hand phone with less instruments than used to eat that crab!!
i had never had a crab or a lobster before.... this was a first for me.... first also in the sense that i dont remember eating with dirtying my hands that much in the recent (and also not so recent) past...
another thing to that place's credit it; it has no service charge unlike all other eating places here!!
overall a good evening... although i dont know if i will go back to that place.... may be for a lobster sometime....
unrelated comment: there was another sea food place nearby... their punch line "if it swims , we have it"
to be very frank i didn't like the crab anymore than i like fish (save that fresh water caramel salmon) but i liked the whole experience... the ambience was too good (by sea side with nice wind blowing; many ships in the sea; which meant twinkling lights in the distance, and a violent sea which meant the sound of waves hitting the shore just like good music) not to miss the experience of eating something with nut crackers and that stapula kinda thing....a few days ago i had repaired my hand phone with less instruments than used to eat that crab!!
i had never had a crab or a lobster before.... this was a first for me.... first also in the sense that i dont remember eating with dirtying my hands that much in the recent (and also not so recent) past...
another thing to that place's credit it; it has no service charge unlike all other eating places here!!
overall a good evening... although i dont know if i will go back to that place.... may be for a lobster sometime....
unrelated comment: there was another sea food place nearby... their punch line "if it swims , we have it"
Sunday, July 8, 2007
pool.....
its been a busy week for me... my brother is here on a vacation.... Its sad going to office when someone sleeps peacefully in your room; and you know he will be out shopping/'touristing'/lazing around the whole day... its just plaint jealousy :-)
but anyway; this does mean that i have had good weekends.... and also week evenings.... i dont remember being so busy on 5 week evenings at a stretch.... but it has been a good week overall....
last weekend we went to the sea beach near my place one of those highly commercialised places called East coast park;after some walking on the sea shore we went to play pool... 2 kids were watching us.... one must be a malaya or may be chinese.... more likely malaya... and may be settled in Singapore, the other one was most likely a Brit (his accent was so Brit!) and was definitely a tourist..... lets call them z_kid_m and z_kid_b respectively.
z_kid_m probably knew a lot about pool and plays it well too ( i suck at the game) and he was just cool-ly observing us play.... and just once in a while when he thought i was making a big blunder would make a very very small noise, and then if i look at him.,... he would say almost inaudibly not from there... you will definitely miss it!! very very cute kid.... just watched the most boring pool game of his entire life i believe....
z_kid_b probably just knew what needs to be done in this game.... but he was so much more voiceferous and active.... actually picked up a ball and said why dont you hit this and put it here (almost putting it in the pocket) this kid was all energy.... when the ball was within a feet of the pocket he would shout with utmost feeling and energy... Oh no just missed!!! or shit missed again!!!!
both the kids were fun in their own cute way.... one making a lot of noise which made him very adorable... the other so silent that you couldn't help but like him a lot....
how strange 2 entirely opposite traits and yet equally adorable!!
Life never ceases to amaze me!!
but anyway; this does mean that i have had good weekends.... and also week evenings.... i dont remember being so busy on 5 week evenings at a stretch.... but it has been a good week overall....
last weekend we went to the sea beach near my place one of those highly commercialised places called East coast park;after some walking on the sea shore we went to play pool... 2 kids were watching us.... one must be a malaya or may be chinese.... more likely malaya... and may be settled in Singapore, the other one was most likely a Brit (his accent was so Brit!) and was definitely a tourist..... lets call them z_kid_m and z_kid_b respectively.
z_kid_m probably knew a lot about pool and plays it well too ( i suck at the game) and he was just cool-ly observing us play.... and just once in a while when he thought i was making a big blunder would make a very very small noise, and then if i look at him.,... he would say almost inaudibly not from there... you will definitely miss it!! very very cute kid.... just watched the most boring pool game of his entire life i believe....
z_kid_b probably just knew what needs to be done in this game.... but he was so much more voiceferous and active.... actually picked up a ball and said why dont you hit this and put it here (almost putting it in the pocket) this kid was all energy.... when the ball was within a feet of the pocket he would shout with utmost feeling and energy... Oh no just missed!!! or shit missed again!!!!
both the kids were fun in their own cute way.... one making a lot of noise which made him very adorable... the other so silent that you couldn't help but like him a lot....
how strange 2 entirely opposite traits and yet equally adorable!!
Life never ceases to amaze me!!
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