Taare Zameen Par

Initially i was in dilemma whether this movie worth to see in fame, mumbai with my fokesh grp by paying Rs. 220/- each (huh.. such a huge amount for me) on christmas eve. but kudos to amir khan for proving me wrong by giving a brilliant dekko into the mysterious, magical mind of a child. Ostensibly, the film is about children with special needs and the story revolves around the efforts of a dyslexic child to fit in, adjust and perform in a 'normal' world where competition is the norm.

The story is unusual but not unknown. The message that the story tries to convey is already known to us, but most of us just remain ignorant to it. aamir, the director, has handled the delicate theme with sensitivity and precision. He has not just succeeded in making every child a hero but actually helped me see a child in myself. Just like no man is perfect, no matter what position he commands in the society, every child with both their ability and inabilities is special and talented in their own way. The movie isn’t just about a child suffering from dyslexia and his challenges, it’s also about how our parents get carried away by today’s competitive world and fail to understand their child’s dreams and nurture their inborn talents.

unlike any other enlightening entertainer which focuses more on the hero, i think aamir has given the child more footage by showing his name after the child. he has captured every emotion deftly. A number of sequences leaved me wet eyed and i felt deeply attached to the child. At the end of the movie i was left speechless and spellbound.

Darsheel safary, the kiddo, delivers a knockout performance. His expressions, body language, eyes, dialogue delivery – absolutely perfect. Aamir Khan as usual is excellent in a supporting role. i as aamir fan was disappointed to see him missing in the first half. tisca chopra (mother) is good. music by shanker – ehsaan - loy is great and lyrics by prasoon joshi are brilliant, they blend well with the movie. the documentary shown after the movie is too good.

However the movie is not without its share of flaws. i think the editing could have been tighter; it tends to drag a bit while being repetitive at times.

but the film never stopped tugging at my heartstrings.

Mothers and daughters - philosophical

...If any gal stay outside home for a long time...it accounts for her mom's thunderbolts and cloudbursts (on her head). After all, mothers have to worry about their daughters not working in the house and wasting their time roaming outside(may b with their bfs heee). all mothers think that daughters wastes the precious time they could spend (which the daughters invariably read as "waste") keeping their rooms clean, learning to cook (for their worse better halves) and of course, by studying (to find a better half for whom they eventually have to cook). I do not know which one is done to get the other. The education to get the better half, the better half to get the cooking (eventually), or the education for cooking?

Murphy is so right when he says, "Mothers only offer advice on two occasions: when you want it and when you don't..."

Never mind mothers and daughters... because in my opinion, mothers and daughters can and will do whatever they want, whenever they want and however they want. We guys (and men) will usually say- a mother has a beautiful, mysterious and strange aura around her, but then that comes only because of the fact that no matter how hard a son tries, he cannot understand his mother better than she understands him. And then an equal and opposite reason lies behind the thunderbolts and cloudbursts between the mother and the daughter. A mother can never understand a daughter better than the daughter understands her mother. Feels strange? But that is true. A daughter actually understands her mother better than anyone else. And the "anyone", oddly enough, also encompasses the grandmother!

Wedding Syndrome

Now diwali buzz is over and wedding season is taking it’s place to step towards its peak… As we all know… our beloved friend satish aka ‘chaddya’ (informally we call him with this name to show lot of respect :) ) is tying his knot to medico pravina… He must be in the seventh heaven and his exhilaration is palpable… but as said earlier he will soon become an inanimate object just like a sofa or a cushion for that matter heh heh
But I have some different views to this event…

I think this event is none less than a festival time for us as we all will be meeting for this event. This is really a nice thing to happen particularly at this point of time when lotz has happened about GT,when every one of us is feeling the heat of workload and unable to find any time to pamper ourselves. We are connected and wired round the clock… courtesy this world wide web (www). But a chance to personally see and chat with our old mates really adds spice to our relationships. It will allow us a chance to rediscover and strengthen that old bond of friendship. Personally for me it will be one of the nicest experiences in the recent time. A bunch of good old friends to chat with, best cuisine in the town to satiate your taste buds, lots of fokas(I think we should recommend Oxford guys to add this word in dictionary :)) and a whole night to spare. hmmm and few drinks to add icing on the cake. can life get better than this ??????
We couldn't get enough of it even though we stayed till late hours.

I guess, everyone is eagerly waiting for this …… me too.

Sigh of relief

Last month was one of my worst days of life. My mother was sick - suffering with Cervical Vertebra (here pains goes from head to one of hand thru spine leaving you unmovable) rather struggling with life taking unbearable pains. I think pains hardly were her concern. Her big concern was what will happen to her family posthumous her.

We took her to the best doctors of our area… hospitalized her. Treatment was going on but the expected relief was not coming through. Life was scary enough for me. May be because i’m more attached to her.

Those days she was not talking much and I used to keep running out of things to say. So generally i was trying to keep her company for a bit of time in weekends. She was confined to bed and was fairly lonely in her room alone so i used to try my best to drop in as often as possible.

Even now i can feel the moments we had spent together during her illness. The only difference was - I used to sit by her head seeing helplessly and she used to flutter with hell lot of pains incessantly taking through out day-night all the way.

Only few selected school friends were continuously in touch with me to give me all sorts of help. i'm truly obliged to all of them for their support and love towards me. But the one who is going thru that situation, knows the tension and stress which has no end. You really can’t expect much from relatives, friends. It is only our strengths that can give us energy to face such situations stout heartedly.

By god’s grace....blessings of well wishers, she came out of this, a month after and recovering very well. After those stressful days, i think we all breathed a sigh of relief and settle into a more peaceful, routine life.

But i cant forget those dark nights of fear.

I'm thankful they are history now.

My Metamorphosis....

My journey from childhood to now.

Its funny how pictures sometime reveal more than the people themselves!

Salaam India....!!!

Roads turn into dance floors; firecrackers go off to all over; and people are busy calling and SMSing their near and dear ones...
This wasnt a scene of any Diwali fest.. rather it was India's victory against Pakistan in the spectacular, enthralling and nail-biting Twenty20 World Cup Championship final on monday...

An India-Pakistan cricket match is never short of excitement. so it was monday as the asian titans tested each other skills, temperament and nerves at bulls ring.....

India once again proved that when it comes to World cup cricket, they come on top against their green opponents....

Team india was not having big names in its kittie but overflowing with infectious exuberance..
led by cool captain dhoni who urged them to just enjoy themselves...
It was Gautam Gambhir's mature and crucial knock of 75 in 54 balls after the top order had floundered...which lead to a respectable 156 runs in 20 overs...

Though giving a good start, pakistan's middle line-up collapsed too...Pakistan's last hope was Misbah-ul-Huq, and he tonked Bhajji for 3 huge sixes ...and suddenly pakistan were back in the match.....

now pakistan needing 13 runs from the last over, with one wicket left... Misbah clouted a six and it seemed all over for india.....then he got too cute-trying to scoop that went straight to sree santh.....ohhhhh

The crowed erupted, as did millions of viewers in homes and offices thro'out india....and team india had the big championship that fans have waited almost for two decades.....

Irfan Pathan was adjudged Man of the Match for his brilliant bowling figures of 4-0-16-3.....


Three Cheers to Indian Cricket Team....!!! Hipp hipp huryeeeee........

Five Point Someone.....!!!

Recently I intrigued while reading FPS (Five Point Someone) because it relate us with
heroes of that book.. the friends of IIT ‘s….Alok, Ryan and Hari and easily reminisced our
college days one by one…

how we were in our college??.... careless, moody, nothing to do anything about study till S.E.…..always enjoying quirks on each-other, mami’s pohe, butter chicken of balaji and last but not least FOKAS…. in short life was so much of fun for us.

That’s why, we get off to a bad start in our alma mater - KBP but who cared..?? we screw up the first year. And while we tried to make amends, things only have gotten worse. It took us a while to realize: If you try and screw with the system, it comes back to double screw you. eventually, we FLUNKED in S.E. which crestfallen us. Before we knew that, we were at the lowest echelons of engineering society. We had a five-point-something GPA out of ten (very low marks), ranking near the end of our class. These marks were a tattoo that remained with us, and came in the way of anything else that matters - our friendship, our future, may be some of us’s love lives. While the world expects engineer’s to conquer the world, we guys were struggling to survive. Nothing to say more…you know.

Now, we almost all, are taking heavy packages. Prima facie it may seem so easy to reach this level but wonder how we have rubbed our asses in T.E.& B.E. while mugging Video and other subjects. At that time, i never thought this can b happened with me …or us we can say. getting a job or starting a blog may not be a big deal for others but it means a lot to us guys……what say??

So guys, giving rest to your lackadaisical attitude, be ready to share your knowledge, sheer xperiences and most important don’t hesitate to share your problems too. We are a family. And we cant just be alive without our family..right?? Winding up with this…bye. Keep rocking.