It just seems like a dead-end. No silver lining here after the dark... the darkness just stretches on.
Darkness soaked in blood of you and me who toil everyday unaware of our blood that could soak the dark any moment...

This fucking bloodshed is never going to end and we will watch as mute spectators as always and might just perish into it one day, just like so many did last night.

Rock On!!

Watched Rock On over the weekend and loved it!

However, if i may nit-pick... the scene where Debbie gets a call from a friend telling her about the Channel V contest (10yrs earlier); 10yrs back (in case 10yrs in future is today's time), there were hardly any cellphones in India, a sleek one would be far fetched. There is however, no reference to the year in the movie, so i could be wrong.

When the band has a reunion at their usual hangout from the past, apart from the cobwebs and the derelict condition, did you notice the tube lights that were kept switched on? Who paid the bills? :P

Nit-picking apart, i loved the movie. Farhan's voice, though it sounds untrained to the ears, is really nice and rough around the edges... in a nice way. And Arjun Rampal makes waist length hair look soooooo good man! I especially liked Rampal and Shahana Goswami.

I thought Sinbaad the Sailor and Yeh Tumhari Meri Baatein were the best compositions. And the performance in the end left my heart beating faster, eyes moist and a beaming face. :P

Rock On!!

sab ne kaha tha in samundaro mein jaana nahi,
mere yaar sun lo sun lo

khwaabo ke peechhe jaake kuchh bhi hai paana nahi,
mere yaar sun lo sun lo

woh apni hi dhun mein raha
woh sunata tha dil ka kaha

uske the jo sapne, wohi uske the apne
aisa tha Sinbaad The Sailor, sailor......

Oh man... i am in love with Saawariya music, all over again.

Music hasn't made me feel so romantic and rosy-eyed, my heart go a beat faster in a looong time. Umm... i watched the movie last night... hence the sudden rush of admiration for the music. =)

Enjoy!

get outta here!

It's been 4 months short of a year and there hasn't been any break from the daily rigmarole, the city life and the mundane, save for a couple of welcome visits from family. And at this moment, every pore seems to be screaming... get outta here, take a break!

And all i can do is watch the Travel and Living channel! Man... what wouldn't i do to be in those shoes that trot the world. And that's when i am forced to think of the perils of a regular job, where you cant 'take off' as and when you want to... for that matter even 'need to'; despite me being such a sucker for notions such as "stability in life and income' etc, that seem like a pile of rubbish to the fatigued mind at this moment.

I have so many places to visit and so many invites from friends to visit, that even a year falls short. V and I keep planning where all we should go next year, but at the back of my mind, i keep thinking... with our jobs and all, we might just be spending the entire year our nose to the grindstone.

However, keeping the daydreamers flag high... the places i would love to visit right now?

Greece.
Venice.
A road trip through Europe.
Spain.
South America.
South Africa.
Goa.
Kerala.
The North East of India.
New Zealand.

... and so many other places... sigh...

Back to work now...

gloom

It has been bad news everywhere. Blasts... loss of life. Human life is so... cheap?
And then yesterday the news of another meaningless death. I get shaken everytime i hear someone young die. Someone so talented, someone who had such a bright road ahead. Why is it that the undeserving still live, feed parasite-like on the society, take pleasure in death and destruction and those who ought to have lived... die.

I cant even say may your soul rest in peace, because i dont know if there is such a thing as soul. I dont know how it all works...

nous? ;-)

Underwater World

confused

A new perspective of life is what i experienced recently.

I have never been big on kids. "I love kids... when they are someone else's" That's me... for as long as i can remember. My independence and the notion of "so many things to do and so little time" has been there with me forever. I always thought kids would take away my dreams and independence from me. A rather selfish view i agree but not untrue either.

I have not been this close to kids or a life that involves children day-in and day-out for so long that any memory of the same has been tucked away amongst cob-webs. So these few days with my cousin and her family was a strange experience. On one hand i saw how restricted and chock-a-block life had become for the two of them (cousin and her husband). It was a dramatically different life from what i remembered they lived earlier. On the other hand, i felt perhaps their life was very fulfilling. Their love of the kids perhaps made them better people? I have read/ heard about this earlier... that many a times people become better human beings when they have children, because you don't want your children to witness the bad in you... somewhere the "honorable and honour and being good" comes into play? I dont know...

This past week left me feeling exhausted and it also left me feeling warm and happy. I can only imagine the exhaustion my cousin and her husband experience every day, but i had grown attached to the kids so much that by the time it was time for them to bid goodbyes, i did not want them to leave. What i saw and felt left me a little confused about my own feelings; i started thinking of kids of my own (gulp!) something that i had never thought of before with much seriousness and feeling, and what that would do to our life together; perhaps we will have a deeper meaning to life, an unselfish reason to live; perhaps it will complete our family? i dont know.... i am confused...