Tuesday 7 August 2012


The Fire rises to glory



At the very moment when I was alighting the stairs of the cinema hall I was quite sure of this movie to be exquisitely intimidating on the basis of talent, story, cast and yes, fantasy of course.  However what tickled me constantly was the fact that is this really the end of the timeless saga? I settle down on my seat only to be grabbed by the female beside me and listening to her excitement for having a chance to watch the movie for the second time. I had obviously heard that before. Such was the fervour with which every Indian awaited and welcomed “The Dark Knight Rises” to its soil. And little has the movie done to disappoint those hungry beasts who feast on entertainment out there. The movie in simple language stated by the female sitting beside me “plays” with human emotions. The very element of Batman, the lost hero found itself capable of building such an image by the first 30 minutes that people would just get up, clap and start crying. A fascinating story is not enough to move the very foundation of people. One needs to portray it well through talented professionals. Christopher Nolan undoubtedly, ain’t a novice on selecting his hoard.  The moment we all think of Bruce Wayne, a suitably heighted guy with long hair and brown eyes comes to our minds. Christian Bale has indeed done his job well but what intimidates me the most is the villain of the movie Bane. Tom Hardy has made an example which probably even good old Gabbar Singh wouldn’t be able to in the contemporary world. All that radiated from the man throughout the movie was “terror.” The story is one to weep for. The portrayal of the world’s inconsiderate ways and how a man succumbs to it for good is a rare sight in a superhero movie. I have never seen the man of steel taking Lex Luthor’s blames on his head and vanishing off the grid. I do not have much to comment on the fantasy parts of the movie but to say that” I WANT THE BAT (that creepy bike.)”  Apart from all the shizz the end of the movie takes the cake away. Despite of all atrocities the young Wayne goes through the end of the movie is triumphant enough to make those people clap who did not even cry after Taare Zameen Par or Rang De Basanti in that case. Overall, a fascinating combination of revenge, deceit, rival love, orgasmic vehicles, and actresses, loads of triumph and heavy croaking voices of the leads The Dark Knight Rises as a cousin rightfully says, “needs to be watched again....... and again. Later. :)


Sunday 22 April 2012

Shifting the pace of life



So now the trip has ended and I am back to pavilion. Needless to say it was an experience worth a lifetime. Also, on the other hand it was a end to a phase of life. Precisely an end to the informal phase of life. As the engines of my A320 gained throttle I quite clearly knew that I am leaving the jobless me behind in shimmer of those golden lights.As the airplane took off I knew nothing was going to be the same as it has always been till date. My third and final year will be starting soon. Time to choose my stream of profession. Right when it seemed quite clear this cute dear friend of mine turns around towards Advertising from Journalism. Stranded was the first feeling. Anguish followed. And then it all vanished. Because as matter of fact every matured individual is incapable of choosing or imposing over another individual. It is the job of one's inner voice. Since I am find myself as a victim of wavering thoughts it became quite difficult to opt for a stream where I will be absolutely short of talent and friends. But then finally some things are meant to happen when your parents predict it. Three words of wisdom and I already started feeling the start this new phase of life; "Go For It." Also I need to start working somewhere ASAP. Two reasons to it: 1. I feel incompetent. 2. My principal has made it compulsory. Unfortunately I do not have a glass of beer in front of me at this time of the day but there sure is a glass of ice tea. So, cheers to this shift in pace of a carriage called Life. Later. :)


Thursday 19 April 2012

A Holiday Indeed


So I am at my last destination out of the four I was destined to enjoy. The past nine days have been full of icy cold winds, exquisite suites, faster than ever room service and a big basket of expectations. Jim Corbett is said to spread over Twelve Hundred sq.km. And yet the positive minded human being sets out to spot the predator, The Bengal Tiger. I was one of them. For many people spotting a tiger in this stretch of forest is a matter of pride. For me it was a matter of sheer luck, which unfortunately fell out shortly after I saw a giant tusker. Out there they say that the friendship with an elephant brings prosperity and enimity with one brings instant death. I could see why. The next stop binsar, a small hill station amidst valleys. Breathtaking. Practically. Binsar is famous for it's birds. And so I saw. For the first time in life I realized the fact thaf fire gives you warmth and also fills you with warmth. Takes all your grief away for the moment. And chicken cooked in the fire, I was just left smiling. Such feelings and the service made the overnight camp a memorable experience. Yes, one of the most memorable ones. Nainital is commercialized. Not much to talk about. Although I'd appreciate the infrastructure and the effort people take in making tourists happy. A job done well. Haridwar was an unexpected stop as it wasn't a part of the holiday. The evening prayers to the ganges are indeed divine. Being a blasphemer, I found the place filthy. A good reason for this world to destroy the enviornment in lieu of religion. Despite of so called god being right with you, when you feel an overall negativity about a place you have to know it aint worth it. One night was enough for me to never return. And now kanatal, a small town at six thousand feet from sea level. As I have tweeted, my brains are overcrowded with scenic beauty and the chilled weather. I am yet to stay in this heaven for 2 more days and I already have started missing my moments spent here. Missed many people when I had beer in my hand, when I saw the bed(positive thoughts please) and also when I was lying in the sleeping bag in the tent. But in all, small instances like witnessing tusks three feet long, the aqua blue sparrow, the tiny fox, the irritating pandit, a peacock flying, erecting my alpine tent and also two happy parents all made this holiday absolutely worth it. And now as I type my final words my beer is being served. Time to divert concentration. Later.
PS: Looking forward to that lunch. Yes.

Monday 26 March 2012

The Farewell and "the" Thoughts


So the last couple of days have been really dramatic. People going away from me, but in fact getting even closer.That memorable day started with a memory I would rather dispose off in thin air.The day started with an exam as horrifying as it's content. Needless to say the exam was terrible. Afternoon was completely immersed in beer. Yes. Dripping off it. And for the first time in life i would confess one thing  and that is I love walking in the campus when sloshed. A different kind of a chill. Also, one thing which I fail to understand is the plight of leaving college. They say it is a sheer discontinuation of college life. I say it is a sheer start to a new and a better phase of life. Why stick to a swamp full of puppy love, unjustified jealousy, sloppy mentalities and absolute monarchy(the Principal in this case) when you could have almost all of it again with a new platform and a matured background (the smiley with the P). It is true that college is one of the best experiences of life but experiences do turn into memories one fine day right? And, moreover what is the point of wailing when you know you are going to see that person again. Very soon. Nevertheless, I hereby wish all my seniors a better life, a good career and much, MUCH better partners.  The farewell was just one part, the booze another and then quite unsurprisingly come the thoughts. Thoughts which can no more be extinguished. A thought regarding the future can be worth it. One regarding the present or the past can also be. But when thoughts evolve as a combination of the three, it kind of turns depressing. Intoxication on the other hand should be helpful but often ends being useless to me. Who would want rum which pushes them into the trench of a "Don't know, can't understand what" feeling instead of pulling them out of it? Maybe it is the reason of this silence which has settled deep within like an explosive which just need to be triggered. But, towards the end, this is a phase which will unveil itself with nothing but time. Later. :)

Tuesday 20 March 2012

My First One.


After a long spree of suggestions and several moments of decision (yes decision) I finally put up my first blog. So well to sort out my problem of where to start this journey on blogging, let’s just talk of my day today. Was just a normal one except the numerous feelings of missing someone in life, my two sweet and bitter years of college, driving a new car, trying to understand women and yes, playing on the computer. Some mornings just start with a trickle of grief and seldom depression too. It is generally because of the dream one has earlier. Today’s was something similar. Also I somehow happened to cook lunch for parents today. SOMEHOW. P.S: They never commented. Technology apparently, is really helpful when you have nothing to do. The rest of the day was just wasted watching movies and two and half men. I am someone who if not blessed with a heir in the future, will turn around and look at my car as my heir. With such a nature and craving for wheels, driving a new vehicle is nothing less than eternal ecstasy. A memory that shall persist throughout the dungeons of “Forever.” Apart from such incidents of a day, what matters most is one’s mental frame of mind. Only then can one enjoy the day completely. They say not caring is the only key to living a life free of agony. But I say not caring is an art. Existent in everyone but dominant in few. You learn from every soul. Stuff which is good and bad. And as I love saying, it all depends on you. What do you intend to learn, how do you intend to learn and till what extent can you go to learn it. Later.