Candles bujh gayi, ab sab me cake batte hai

I turn thirty three today. That is a big number. And while I don’t want to make this a boring, contemplative post, I think I will end up doing just that, because didn’t we talk about writing for yourself and all that? Or may be not. Anyway. So this would be the last of the early 30s, before we step into the mid-30s, because that’s how I have it laid out in my head. You know – 30 is well thirty. And what follows is neatly split into sets of three, early, mid and late. So basically, this is the end of my early thirties and Oh My God if this is not scary I don’t know what is. Actually that’s an exaggeration, I can think of a lot of scarier things but I will choose not to today, because today’s my Happy Birthday.

I have always been excited about my birthday. It’s the timing of the thing; it’s like cozily encased between all our big festivals and then followed by the holidays in the West, making the whole 3 months feel like one big celebration. About the birthday itself, well, I haven’t asked for more than a cake to cut, and this year I had two – the perks of having your mom in the same city who also purchased a brand new oven last week. Other than that, I think I’d usually want to be left to do whatever I want without being disturbed – and now that sounds like my expectations from life in general.

At this point in the post, I have realized that I cannot and will not make this into a birthday post, reminiscing my birthdays of yore, now that there have been many. Instead, I will deviate into utterly disconnected topics after I mention that I have actually not taken the day off and am at work albeit without any work to do because that’s how your last week of your notice period works.

Back to the disjointed observations, I have currently been obsessing over Gerua, the brand new song from Dilwale, featuring Kajol and SRK – a couple that epitomized Bollywood romance for me for a long time. Apparently, it still does, which can be explained by the fact that I wrote a whole post about SRK-Kajol and the impact of their movies and music and chemistry on my Bollywood brain – only I did not post it because stats say some folks still read this blog. Anyway, I think the song is awesome, though the visuals, which look like they are not real at all, might be heavily impacting my judgment here. The Dude thinks the song in itself isn’t great but then I’d think an alien taken over him if he admitted to liking music so typical of the Karan Johar brand of movies. Bottom-line – I love it.

I have also quite liked the songs from Tamaasha, though I tend to just listen to two on loop – one being Mika’s Heer toh badi sad hai – a slap in my ‘What the hell is this Mika chap’ face, because the guy has some talent in his own niche genre. And the other being ‘Tum Saath ho’ which features the ‘cannot go wrong’ Arijit Singh and yesteryear favorite Alka Yagnik. Both absolutely different and absolutely brilliant numbers by ze Maestro A.R.Rahman, himself. Other than that, I think I am getting picky when it comes to music. Unfortunately no complete album has bowled me over after Lootera, and perhaps Highway. I am waiting for another magic by Amit Trivedi.

I am quite looking forward to watching Dilwale, because as I already mentioned, there’s something about the SRK-Kajol combination. While I haven’t liked SRK stand alone for a long time – can you blame me? Ra-one, Chennai Express, Happy New Year;  I think this one will work, and I pray it does. Actually, I pray it works for one particular person – that is Mr. Rajeev Masand. The point is that The Dude and I have a tacit agreement to follow Mr. Masand’s ratings when it comes to deciding on a movie. The only time he has let us down was when he rated My Name is Khan (the last SRK-Kajol movie) a 4, and it sucked so bad that there was no air for anyone else left to breathe (Haha that was a joke if you didn’t get it). So our base rating expected from him is a 2.5, though this can be challenged by the Dude. A 3 is good to go.

The last movie I went for without checking its review was Katti Batti, a movie that promised so much because damn it, Kangana Ranaut was in it. And then halfway through the movie I decided to focus my attention on ensuring the Dude did not file for a divorce as soon as we stepped out. I mean, there are movies that stay bad throughout, and then there’s Katti Batti. It starts bad, and it gets worse, and then it’s worse still and by the time it ends you think so this is what dying feels like. So no more movies before the reviews are out even if Quentin Tarantino has directed it. Oh wait – I have scenes from Sin City 2 flashing before my eyes now. Perhaps the Dude won’t leave me after all.

Now that I have successfully turned my birthday post into a mini Bollywood movie and music review, I will proceed to closing the deal before we head into another direction. That and I think I should in general leave for the day and spend the rest of it like Birthdays are meant to be.

Yes; I meant sleeping. What else do 33 year olds do anyway?

Mere paas ma hai

I am a Bollywood child. I took a long time to be initiated to the world of Hollywood. And even longer to World movies, which by the way I still don’t think I am into, because somehow, it is tough for me to watch a movie where the lip sync is off, and I have to solely depend on subtitles. ‘Amelie’ was an exception but there is not much being said in the movie anyway, so I managed.

But Bollywood, I swear by. I was introduced to Bollywood movies at a very early age, and my mother’s favourite memory is of me accompanying extended family to watch Dimple Kapadia starrer ‘Saagar’, where while the whole cinema hall went into a silent stupor as the beautiful actress bathed in the sea, and then stepped out marginally clothed, I broke the magic of the moment by squealing “Yeh Aunty yahaan kyun naha rahi hai, inke ghar me bathroom nahi hai kya”? Google says I was 3 months short of turning three then, so yes, like I said, very early.

The love continued to grow, and my personal first memory of watching a movie in the cinema hall is ‘Mr. India’. The parody song which I went to learn in sequence and by heart then, remains etched in my memory till today. “Arun Bhaiyya” was a hero in my head, and “Mogambo” scared me shitless. The very cool aspect of going invisible and bonking horrible bald villains on their heads with Hanumanji’s statue, priceless. And of course, those many tears I shed when little Tina gets killed because of that bomb in the teddy bear, right there in my head. Then there was ‘Maine Pyar Kiya’. While my sister insisted on watching the “Prem-Suman” movie every time the TV was switched on, I was now capable of admiring the squeaky voiced  Bhagyashree’s , gauzy, frilly ‘frock’ from “Mere rang me”. That, and a lesson on how pigeons have a photographic memory, and they will hurt you back if you hurt them ever.

Post this, we moved cities, and my dad declared that we would no longer be visiting cinema halls, because they were not safe enough. So the only way we could watch new movies now was to rent a VCP, and two video cassettes for the day, and mostly, the print would be awful. But that didn’t deter us, and we would religiously watch whatever we had brought, scrunch our eyes to make out the outlines, try hard to listen to the dialogues, and eventually like the movie by default.That’s how I watched ‘Deewana’, feeling all smug that my namesake was perhaps the prettiest actress ever , ‘Bol Radha Bol’, where I couldn’t have enough of “Tu tu tara” and Juhi’s atrocious green and pink  gaon-waali clothes, ‘Aankhen’ (oh-so-funny, look there is a monkey!), and ‘Hum hain Rahi Pyar ke’ (Wow! A south Indian character for the heroine, and she speaks good hindi, AND, wait for it, she is fair (Gasp!) Wait till my classmates watch this!) out of the top of my mind.

This went on for 3 years, and when ‘Jurassic Park’ released (Hindi me), my dad conceded to take us to a movie hall again. References to the “Badi Chipkali” apart, this was an awesome experience after a long time. And marked the beginning of a new era, where on random Sunday mornings, we would pester Dad for a movie, and then rush to “Mottai Uncle’s” place to pick up the day’s copy of ‘Dainik Jagaran’ for the movie listings.Then, we would all pile onto the scooter (later a shared ‘tempo’) and go to catch the pick of the day. This was invariably my choice, since the little sister pretty much accepted what I said. So there was a long barrage of Akshay Kumar movies, as now I had realized that you could actually fancy actors, and didn’t always have to root for how pretty the actresses were. And fancy Akki, I did. So a few good movies, and some really rotten movies later (I picked ‘Jai Kishan’ over ‘1942 A love story’, beat that), I got over the “I will only watch Akshay Kumar movies” phase and accepted that there could be other movies out there.

Then came DDLJ. This was a turning point which created an even bigger space in my heart for Bollywood. DDLJ was the complete package. Hello, there was SWITZERLAND! Zurich! So exotic. So romantic. So Sigh. So real right, I mean obviously one had to fall in love with the guy who was a super flirt, and annoyed the hell out of the girl in general, but like changed for her! Right? Right. And wow, pretty clothes, and Eu-rail  It also helped that I was in n a co-ed school which was highly into crushes, and Archie’s cards with hearts on them, and “I really like you and want to make friendship with you” stuff at the time. So, all that, combined with the “Come, fall in love” declaration, well, added up to quite a lot of filmy daydreams, where you were Simran (obviously!), and there was a Raj waiting for you. Only the ones who eventually did approach you were super short, or bad at studies (yes, that was a criterion), and hence rejected.

Anyway, starting then, Bollywood was all about the larger than life glamour for me. Locales, flimsy chiffon sarees in the snow, huge havelis, large groups of backup dancers with synchronized steps and clothes.The movies also impacted our lives. Like one of friends grew her hair after maintaining a stylish boy cut all her life, because of the universal fact that guys choose girly girls over tomboys (credit: Kuch Kuch Hota hai). I, thankfully restricted myself to wondering if my current crush at school would see my 5 years later (I didn’t want to wait for too long also) and sing “Dekho yeh pagli, bilkul na badli”. Or if any of those boys around who were awesome at annoying me, actually had the ‘Raj’ potential, because you know, there is a thin line between love-hate and all that. Heh..

And so it has stayed. My obsession with typical Bollywood movies. This is not to say that Bollywood does not give us realistic movies, it does, and  more so these days. I watch these ‘intelligent’ movies as well, and enjoy them too. But with time, I have come to realize that I actually love Bollywood movies much more for the niche genre that they have built for themselves. The  whole drama, the exaggerated emotions, impromptu song and dance, the elaborate sets, the “British museum turned into a college”, and  the shiny costumes. Because when I start watching such a movie, I know beforehand that I am about to enter a world where 17 year olds wear designer brands, and their biggest worry is that their boyfriend of four years is not taking them seriously enough, because when I was 17, I had board exams. Or a world where an Armani suit donning, extremely good looking billionaire, falls in love with this hitch pitched Mithai shop owner girl, because he sees her dancing on the road when India wins a cricket match.

In short, the impracticality of it all. The unrealism. The whole “this is too exaggerated to be true” aspect. Pretty, but silly. Fun, but duh. Awesome, but ‘Seriously?!”While some might think that this is what makes Bollywood’s commercial offerings extremely dumb and inane, I think this is exactly what makes it hardcore, unadulterated entertainment.

Because if it is reality you’re looking for, you always have life to get back to at the end of the 3 hours.

You were on my mind, at least 9/10ths of yesterday

It’s 2:47 PM on a Wednesday afternoon, and I am listening to Juno’s soundtrack, and at the same time alternating between typing this post, and gazing out of the windows at the skies, which have turned a very lovely shade of grey.

So this post is going to be pretty much about Juno. There is something about this movie, that makes me watch it over and over again, every time it is aired on TV. That thing which makes me all warm and gooey on the inside, and tear up towards the end almost every single time. Ok, make that every single time by default.

There is a lot of love in the movie I feel. It’s there in so many frames. The story is simple, it is actually a tad worrisome, if you consider that it is about a 16 year old who gets pregnant. It’s scary, because though movie deals with it very lightly, in reality, this might be the toughest thing ever. So this girl, decides to give up the baby for adoption, because that’s the best thing for her and the child, and picks a couple from a Penny saver advertisement. The months that follow, till the baby’s birth, is what make the movie.

Back to the fact that this movie shows warmth and love at so many levels. My favorite scenes are pretty well laid out, I never miss out on those. There is friendship, between Juno and her best friend, who she is able to talk to and tell her worries knowing very well that she’ll always be around. Then there is father-daughter bit, when the father gets all angry and protective as soon as he comes to know of the latest development in his daughter’s life. Or the bit in the end when Juno has delivered the child and the father says something to the effect of‘ Someday you will be back here, and doing the same thing on your own terms’. It’s lovely.

Then I also love the relationship as depicted between Juno and her step-mom, who is definitely one of the cooler characters in the movie. When the ultrasound technician makes a derogatory comment about her step-daughter, she immediately jumps in to shut her up.

Of course, there is Paul Bleaker, the father of the baby. The guy appeals to you, and looks like the softer one in the relationship, considering Juno is quite the toughie. He never hides his appreciation for the girl, who rarely bothers to acknowledge, but does depend on him for a sense of security. When Juno tells him she loves somewhere before the movie ends, it’s cute, in a way teen love can be. Also, when the baby’s born, and the narrative says ‘ He just knew’ , and that he decided not to see the baby, because it was not theirs , and they lie on the bed while Juno is crying, man, tears, every time.

There is of course the adoptive mother and the baby bit. Jennifer Garner as the woman who was always a mother, but just needed a child was heartbreaking. When she is all worried every time she bumps into Juno. When she speaks to the baby in the womb and it kicks. When she asks in the end ‘How do I look?’ while holding her son for the first time, once again, warmth is all one can feel.

Also, Juno and Jennifer Garner, though not very often in the same frame, had their bit, when Juno leaves the note saying ‘If you’re in, I’m in’ and when she follows up her statement that the baby was never theirs, with ‘It was always hers’.

The music, with and without the movie, is awesome. How the most simple dialogues in the simplest of sequences make you smile is what the makes the movie even better. There is no in your face comedy, but there is a lot of humour. II doubt if there  was any scene where I laughed out loud, but every scene touched a chord.

I don’t know if the post made much sense to anyone who has seen the movie, let alone someone who hasn’t, but the last time I watched it, I made a mental note to write about how wonderful it made me feel. So here it is. And if you have not seen the movie, do give it a shot! Oh and the title is from one of my favorite tracks in the movie, so check that out too.

It’s the time to disco

Today being Thanksgiving, is a day off for The Dude. So, what is the next obvious step? Yes, I work from home. Like he says, I do not like to give him time off at all. Poor guy. Only, love is above all, so he is busy with his first love, and I am here with my Laptop. Yes, he is drooling at the markets, and hooked to the TV and the computer, and I am in the bedroom, which has been darkened with all the curtains, and thankfully for the second TV and Wifi, I have sufficient entertainment.

So I thought I would give a shot at this tag that I have seen in multiple blogs. The one where you answer the set of questions using random songs from the player set to shuffle? Yes, that one. Only, my Ipod is dead, so I have to use my Itunes, which has this whole library of 2000+ songs. So expect some really weird music, and answers.

1. If someone asks you, “are you okay” you say:
Seekho na, nainon ki bhaasha piya – Shubha Mudgal
And then they never ask me anything, because I have scared them off. Or they will think I have some sort of hearing disability.

2. How would you describe yourself ?
Aaj main Khush hoon – Khamoshi
Well, now I will prove that I have a reading disability too.

3. What do you like in a guy/girl ?
September Maadam – Alai Payuthe
I am trying to read this as, I like people born in September or something, because that way it will tie to The Dude, otherwise, it will further reiterate what we found out in Question 2.

4. How do you feel today ?
Desh Mere Desh mere, meri jaan hai tu – Legend of Bhagat Singh
Yes, I am in a particularly patriotic mood today. And no, it doesn’t matter that the shuffle did not play the second song here, though it would have made more sense.

5. What is your life’s purpose ?
Soni Soni Akhiyon wali – Mohabbatein
Eep! That just doesn’t sound right!  No, no, there is no pretty eyed girl who is my life’s purpose. That’s just creepy. Eep!

6. What’s your motto ?
Nakhre – Action Replayy
Hmm, I would not disagree. Really. As in that is an important part of my life, but calling it my motto is taking it a bit too far.

7. What do your friends think of you ?
Kaash Koi ladki mujhe pyaar karti – Hum hai Rahi pyaar ke
Again, I think, this means that my friends think of me only when they are thinking of that song, as in they need some sort of an Agony aunt, and I do play that role pretty well!

8. What do your parents think of you ?
Maine Payal hai Chankayi – Phalguni Pathak
Eh? I don’t have an explanation for this one.

9. What do you think of often ?
Tohe leke Saawariya , nikal chali re – Soch
The question is not why I would think this. The question is, why is this song in my library? Does anyone know it? It actually is catchy, I heard it now. But it had Raveena Tandon, and Sanjay Kapoor in it. So, isn’t that a good enough disqualifier?

10. What is 2 + 2 ?
Jee le – Luck
Wow, I am so glad I did not do this before writing CAT. Or for the matter, any exam.

11. What do you think of your best friend ?
Aye Khuda – Paathshaala
I don’t know. And I don’t like this. God is definitely not my best friend (he knows it), so I cannot think why I would think this of my best friend.

12. What is your life story ?
Badmaash Company – Title song
Muhahahaha! I don’t know if this is right, but it is cool!

13. What do you want to be when you grow up ?
Stop and Stare – One Republic
I am grown up enough I think. And I have no time to Stop and Stare. Hmph.

14. What do you think when you see the person you like ?
Tujhe Dekha toh ye jaana – DDLJ
Awww. Though I wouldn’t want this to be my thought for every person I just ‘like’. I am sure The Dude wouldn’t too.

15. What will you dance to at your wedding 4th anniversary?
Gore Gore – Hum tum
Yes, because in 6 months time I would have lost my entire music collection except for this one sad song from Hum tum. So we’ll dance to it. No other explanation.

16. What will they play at your funeral ?
Maiyya Yashoda – Jhoota hi sahi
Ooh, I like the beats of this song! So if people are playing this, and dancing around, I wouldn’t mind it. As long as it doesn’t look like an obvious celebration.

17. What is your hobby/interest ?
Pee loon – OUATIM
What is with my purpose, and interested being this way? Not done.

18. What is your biggest fear ?
Ooh Lala la – Sapnay
I am too scared to say it! Ooh la la!

19. What is your biggest secret ?
The Dance of envy – DTPH
*Rolling my eyes* Yeah, that is my biggest secret. That when I am dancing, Karishma Kapoor will come and dance and undermine me. Yes. Or is it that I am the envious kind? Thinking.

20. What do you want right now ?
Baat meri Suniye toh zara – Kuch na kaho
People have got to start paying more attention!

21. What do you think of your friends ?
Enundrum Punnagai – Alai Payuthe
I really don’t know the meaning, so I will refrain from commenting about it

22. When you want to rush to the toilet, what do you think ?
Are are yeh kya hua – DTPH
Apt. In a weird way.

23. Person you hate the most is in front of you, what will you tell the person ?
Boss kaun hai – Jhankaar beats
Finally we have one answer that makes so much sense!

24. You have just won a lottery. What will you sing ?
Dil bole Shikdum – Dhoom
This too! I will actually sing this!

25. What will you post this as?
It’s the time to Disco – KHNH
I guess it is, tag over!

That’s done, and it is time to go and prepare a thanksgiving meal comprising of Onion Parathas. So Happy Thanksgiving people!

Learnings from the future

Yet another reason why such movies should not be scorned! Hello, this one has made it to the Tuesday Tangy picks!
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I always feel that my posts are too much of a ramble to actually give any sort of information or insights, which will actually help mankind, or in other words, the kind who read this blog.

So, despite the fact that I am in fact having an extremely busy Sunday, filled with watching movies on Zee Cinema, reruns of FRIENDS and How I met your mother, eating, sleeping, surfing the net, sleeping and eating some more, I am here to write a post. Such is my sincerity.

Anyway, I already mentioned that I have been watching random movies on TV yes. So this is just one of them. Love Story 2050. Yes, I know this movie faced a lot of flak from critics and audiences alike, but when I finally watched it, or rather an hour of it, I fail to understand why it was treated in such an unfair manner. It teaches a lot of things, which cynical minds like ours fail to see, but I , have made note of. And I am determined to share this with the rest of my readers too.

You’re totally uncool if you have never shoplifted – You read? Bleh. You like poetry? Double Bleh! Dude, you’ve not lived your life yet. Oh, so what should we do to be cool, and ensure that we have lived life to the fullest. Aha! Let’s shoplift! And let’s pick this cute little pink hand puppet like thingie, with five heads, which we name Winky Dinks as soon as we step put of the shop. Wow! See, now we’re cool! Yay!

When you have love, you don’t need luck – Whenever our hero is out to embark on a challenge, be it telling the love of her life that he does in fact, love her, or when he sets out in the time machine to find her, and his supporting stars wish him ‘Best of luck’ he retorts with a very strong;
‘I don’t need luck, I have love’
I am so impressed by this line, that I am thinking of writing a Self-help book with this as the underlying theme. It will sell, I can see it, it will be a hit.

When in doubt, look at the butterfly – So many times, we reach crossroads, where we know one of the routes is right, but we are unable to decide which. The same happens here too. The love of our hero’s life  leaves him, and he does not know to where. However, he does know it has to be one of 4 trains that just left the station. But how will he know which? Enter butterfly. An animated one, but still. It flies and sits on one of the names on the screen. And yes, that is where she went. Same butterfly will later ( 42 years later) fly and sit on a hoarding showing his love, when he does not know where to look for her. Yes, very dependable.

One should not want ice cream when the weather is cold, and your driver refuses to step out of the car – Er, poor girl, think of it. She is all ‘Oh I love you, I am so happy, I want ice cream right now’ and then this guy refuses to get out of the car, and she has to cross the road on foot. And she waves, and smiles, and blows him kisses from the other end, and is practically skipping and hopping across the street. When she is hit by a bus. And dies. I am totally reminded of Tamil movie scripts where they just have to kill someone somehow. Fortunately (or unfortunately) this is not the end.

The theory of rebirth – The theory of rebirth states that if you die in your sleep, or rather die a peaceful death, you will be born in a different form in the next birth, like a horse, or a donkey , or a dog or something. But if you die violently, you’ll be born looking exactly the way you look now. Your hair color may change, from black to red, but you’ll look the same. Which brings us to our next point.

You can’t change the past, but you can influence the future – So the movie is called Love story 2050. Obviously you’ve got to get the future here. But there has to be a reason right? There is, the theory of rebirth I just explained? So, basically, since Lady love has died, and the hero wants her back at all costs, he travels to the future to get her, where he is sure she is reborn and looks the same. How does he choose the year? Let me think. Oh yes, once when they were tinkering around in the Time machine , she closes her eyes and presses 2050. That’s how. Yes, yes, he finds her there, with red hair? Why he can’t go to the past, and stop her from crying for ice-cream, we don’t want to know.

Robots have emotions too – If you do end up travelling into 2050, we would have a lot of robots with feelings et al to do all our work. They will be called Cutie/Sweetie and all, plus they will name you as per the ‘section of their heart in which they store you’. So if you’re lucky, the robot will store you in Section C and call you SecC (SecC, Sexy, you get it? Huh? Huh?). Our hero is. Lucky, I mean.

Reach for the skies – This one is inevitable. The way we have jammed our roads with traffic, we really need to take over the skies. And the movie says, we’ll. Only , the skies will be as packed. Hello, we have stage shows being done in the sky, and of course, all our vehicles zoom around in the skies. Yes, so the world will start looking a little animated, but that’s ok, we’ll deal with it?

Gambling is wrong – Ok, this one is not from the movie really, but it is an offshoot. The point is, there is no other explanation for Priyanka Chopra actually having done this movie, except that she gambled and lost some $40000 million, and this was the way she was asked to repay. Cruel, inhuman, I know, but that’s what happens when you indulge in such wrong doings.And then, I switched the TV off. I know, I know, there was so much more scope, especially since a pink colored stuffed bear, with blue ears, and a baby voice had just entered the scene.But I had work the next day, and there is only so much learning my little brain can take in a day, yes? And I  am sure you’ve had enough too. I will leave it here for now.

Next chapter, Learnings from Karzzzz. Have an inspired week!

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I read somewhere, that the maximum number of suicides occur mid-week, on Wednesdays. And since the day I read that article, somehow, every Wednesday seems to annoy me to no end. Only in my case, the inclination is more towards murder. And those who are on Facebook list know it already.  

Anyway. This post is not a rant. I am just making an attempt at being more regular I guess, being totally inspired by all the other bloggers around me. Just imagine, I stay away from my Reader for just about a week, and when I return I have as many as 7 posts from a single blogger! 7 posts in the 7 days! That is huge yes? So I am all inspired now. Only I do not have much fodder for blog, so I will eat your brains with my rambles. Beware.  

Currently, the music I have on my media player is a shuffled list of the songs from Rajneeti and  I hate love stories (I know that’s not the right spelling, but honestly, I find so difficult to type out those kind of spellings, even when they are right in this context!). I am liking the music somehow. A couple of songs from the former are particularly good. While the latter seems to have reasonably good soundtrack overall, nothing out of the world, but very listenable and hummable. Also, before I forget, I am totally disappointed with Rahman and his Raavan. So disappointed. I look at the guy as some sort of a miracle maker, and I always believed that when Rahman meets Mani Ratnam, magic happens. But Raavan is not magic. It is not even mentionable. And by the way, the same with Kites. Not impressed at all.  

On the television, I was pretty much following Indian Idol, when The Dude got all sentimental about how we decided we would watch common TV programs every evening, and how I was hogging the television now. So we are not following it anymore, except on days when people get eliminated, but that makes no sense either when you don’t know who sung what and how recently. Not sure how long this will last.  

Other than that, I am being my regular self with Grey’s Anatomy. The Season 6 finale was aired last Thursday in the US, and obviously, I caught up with it on Saturday. Oh.My.God. What an episode! I hate to say it, but this is one series, where I get emotionally involved with every character in every scene. And that is so ironic, considering I have always made fun of those who watch those K serials and discuss the happenings as if they were for real. On one hand I do that, and now I watch this episode, and get all worked up, get scared for real, and start crying when the whole *Beep* dying scene happens (that was for the benefit of those who follow the series and failed to watch the finale, so sweet of me, I know), or when *Beep* gets shot. Thing is, I know at the back of my mind, that all those who die in this probably had their contract coming to an end, or probably wanted to move on with something bigger like movies, or probably called someone on the sets something that ticked everybody off, and hence had to go anyway. But while watching, none of this strikes, and man, they are good at keeping you glued to the screen!  

I had pretty much decided to go watch Kites this weekend, because Masand gave it 3 stars, and the movie does look stylish, and so does Hrithik. But then, I realised that Masand also gave My Name is Khan 4 stars. So that, combined with the reviews I got from people, made me change my mind. I would be going for Shrek 4 instead. And for Prince of Persia, but that’s for The Dude. I am definitely watching Rajneeti when it releases, and even IHLS. I loved JTYJN, so that would explain why I have high hopes from the latter.  

I am currently reading a through and through chick-lit by Meg Cabot, called Being Nikki, which is the second of a series called Airhead. Ofcourse, it is completely senseless fun, and I am loving it. I am not sure if I already mentioned but I read two fantabulous books back-to-back, one the much talked about Palace of Illusions , which totally lived up to it is hype, and one called The space between us which was amazing too. I have this thing for women-centric books, and both were just that, and totally unputdownable.  

I realised that I was going nowhere with the post, so I decided to make it a ‘what keeps me entertained these days’ post. So if you notice, I covered music, television, movies and books. So I am pretty much done. With giving you an update about all things that help me utilise the not-at-work hours each day, and with the post in general. Recommendations are welcome by the way, in any of the categories, life’s back to routine after all.  

Happy Wednesday people. I know that’s an oxymoron, but still!

Aye, kya bolti tu?

So the tag from Great Bong’s blog here via Dhananjay, and going by the rules, (which I should I guess, it’s only fair) this is what you need to do before you take it up  

1. On your blog, provide a link to this page. (http://greatbong.net/book). Embedding the above picture in your blog would be nice but not needed.

2. Then write down your top 10 Hindi movie lines or top 10 English movie lines (You can do both if you want. Only one set is required for the contest). If you cannot think of top 10, make it top 5. Cannot think of even 5? Make it top 3. No problem. Only restriction: no two lines from same movie. This done to make it fair for other movies so that they dont get swamped by Gunda or Loha or Sholay.

3. Tag five friends to do the same.

4. Come over to the comment-space of this post and post your blog’s link so I can go and read it.

Remember: Before starting the tag, paste points 1 and 4 on your blog so that the rules are available to anyone who wishes to pick the tag up from your blog.

  So, shall we start? I think I have pretty much included all that I wanted to, but I am also sure that I might missed out some really good ones. Also, I have mixed the Hindi and the English dialogues, so we have 5 of each now!     First Bollywood. And strictly in chronological order. Here we go!   

1. Mogambo: Mogambo, Khush hua

Now who doesn’t remember this line? Mr. India happens to be the first movie I remember watching in a cinema hall, when I was a tiny 5 year old. And the mean Mogambo, the good guy Arun, the little girl Tina , and that parody-mix, all remain etched in the memory.  

2.  Simran : Tum meri shaadi mein aaoge na?     Raj : Nahin, Simran. Main tumhari shaadi mein nahin aaunga

DDLJ. Sigh. This movie probably gets all the credit for making me a die-hard romantic. Mush. So much mush. And then some more. Even today, when I watch this scene, as Raj walks away after saying the dialogue, and the starting notes of ‘Na jaane mere’ play in the background, I swear I am all dreamy-eyed and melting away into a mush puddle.  

3. Teja : Teja main hoon, mark idhar hai

I know, Andaaz apna apna released before DDLJ. But this happens to be my chronological order, and I watched this movie quite late. Hence. Anyway, what a movie!! OMG, you will laugh every time you watch it, and how much! Paresh Rawal as Teja was probably the funniest villain ever! I can only think of this dialogue right now, but I am sure there are many such hilarious gems we can pick from this one.  

4. Geet : Sikhni hoon main bhatinda ki, koi doubt mat rakhna dil me

 One of the newer Bollywood movies I love. In fact I would go as far as saying that Jab we met would be one of my all time favorite hindi movies, and I end up catching some part of it, every time it is aired on tv, which if you watch regular tv, should know is almost daily. The whole train sequence followed by this scene on the station is outright funny, and I think Kareena suited the role to a T.  

5. Bhope : Fa ko Fa nahi bolega toh kya La bolega

Kaminey. So much has been said about it. But it’s still less. The dark humor, and funny one liners this movie is full of are awesome. And this one in particular makes me crack up every time.    

Moving on to Hollywood. Where you would notice that my favorite dialogues are all from various mush flicks. No, I don’t think anything can be done about it. Oh, and these are in or particular order, I don’t feel like googling the release dates for each of them now.  

6. Jamie :It’s my favorite time of the day, driving you    Aurelia (in portuguese) : It’s the saddest part of my day, leaving you

Love Actually is my favorite Hollywood romantic movie. And my favorite story is the Jamie-Aurelia one. The above dialogue combined with the background music can make me cry. Literally. Damn. The Peter-Juliet-Mark story is a close second, and has a couple of awesome dialogues too, but this tag says no repeating movies,so.  

7. Kathleen : I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly. 

 Meg Ryan is awesomeness. Tom Hanks is even more awesomeness. So, if you put these two together, you cannot get anything but truckloads of awesomeness. Which is what You’ve got mail is. This dialogue from the last scene of the movie gives it the perfect ending.  

8. Forrest: Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get

Forrest Gump was prehaps the first non-romantic Hollywood movie I watched and loved. Like I said the awesomeness that is Tom Hanks, makes this line unforgettable. If I ever even read it anywhere, I can hear it in Forrest’s voice, and that is proof enough.  

9. Melvin: You make me want to be a better man.

More mush, more romance. Albeit a bit mature this time around. The Dude made me re-watch As Good as it Gets. The whole explanation that Melvin gives Carol about him taking his medicines since he met her, before delivering the punchline, is , well, amazing.   

10. Lucy: Peter once asked me when I fell in love with Jack. And I told him, “It was while you were sleeping.”

This one’s for old times sake. While you were sleeping for me is for Hollywood, what DDLJ is for Bollywood. My first romantic flick. And so, here it is.
And that’s it! I just realised that my biggest problem is that my favorite scenes in movies, do not have my favorite dialogues most of the time. I know, weird. But I am going to follow this up with a favorite scenes tag. What say?   Till then, I tag SnS, Preeti, Subbulakshmi, SriSwaram and Rechristened (What? Sue me for tagging 6). Go ahead girls, take it up!