An Independence Pending.

The burning ball of light had just set the day in motion;
When she opened her eyes.

It was just another day for her;
Except for the fact that, it brought with it a new excitement for her-
To dance to the tune of winds,
To sing to the flow if water,
To play with the cool breeze,
To fall in love with Cinderella's Prince...

She knew that the world out there will never acknowledge these hopes;
She knew its Bull Shit.

And she got up from her fantasy dream,
With a mind rushing through the day's work schedule -
To finish her assignments to submit,
To take her Mother to the doctor,
To help her Father with his Accounts,
To bake the cake for her best friend's birthday,
And ... The most frightening work of all "getting herself safely back home!"

She stared at her reflection in the mirror.
She questions herself-
'when you know the wild animal out there is waiting to hunt you down, how can you wake up with this smile on your face everyday?'
She replies-
'I know that the wild is waiting out there for me,
I know he will not rest till he detaches this happy soul from this body,
I know that I might not return back myself,
I know that I might not return at all,
But, I also know -
That the Tame-ones are also out there,
That I am on my own in the world of dangers which I am going to fight;
Because I am the Tigress, the Laxmibai, my Own-Protector;
And above all The Women!'

And she scoots through the day,
With the biggest smile showing her belief that today nothing would go wrong and If it does, She knows She will sail through it...

Because she knows that -
"The only thing you need to change is the belief that nothing will."

Because -
IT'S AN INDEPENDENCE YET PENDING TO ACHIEVE!!!

Chapters of LOVEEE.

I knew exactly what love looks like, in 5th grade. If love was to wander into my Home-room, I would recognize him.

Love, ...would be charming;
Love, ...would pretend stupid to make me smile;
Love, ...would walk with me from school to my way home and not complain;
Love, ...would sit beside me in every class;
Love, ...would eat from my tiffin and use my pencil;
Love, ...would share all his game and sweets with me.

But, I never found Love.
I knew he was out there somewhere, searching for me.
I looked every classroom, every hallway, but Love never showed up.
May be I was searching at the wrong Time and Zone, I consoled myself...

Then I grew older and one day suddenly, I found him... I found Love.

Love had changed...
Love would move around topless;
Love had long hair and he wore a ... a hemp necklace;
Love, ...would try to act smart and looked handsome;
Love, ...was popular amongst the crowd;
Love, ...knew all my favourite songs and he would take me to cool hangouts;
Love, ...would spend every evening with me and everytime it would be better than the yesterday;
Love, ...would call me everyday and talks for hours on and on...
I would lie to my parents to go with him for movies...

But, Love left... He left me for her.
Love almost vanished like smoke.
I had so many dreams, so many places to go, so many drinks to try...
But it didn't matter.
Love never came back.
He stayed away for years.

Then, One scary night, When I was least expecting it,
Love entered again into my life...
Just like beautiful woods suddenly come when you road-travel,
And you can't help but stop by and embrace the beauty of it.

Love was different now...
Love, ...had grown older, more mature, and understanding;
Love, ...no more took me for granted;
Love, would tease me all the time only to hug me at the end of the day and kiss me like its our last kiss ever;
Love, ...would fight with other boys to protect me;
Love, ...respected my differences and my aspirations;
Love, ...would just smile and all my doubts would fade.

Also,
Love, ...fought with me when he felt neglected;
Love, ...expected me to always be there for him and not counter-respond-sameway-sometimes;
Love, ...was selfish;
Love, ...sometimes hated me...
And seems Love, cursed and would swear too!!!

It might so happen that some years down the line,
After the separation, you come by him,
And you realize Love hasn't changed much,
And neither have your feelings for him...

Its totally different
But somehow Love tries hard to get back.
I feel that I don't know Love anymore,
That I don't have space for love in my life anymore,
That I don't want love.

Love makes me realize, he needs me.
Love is alone, so am I;
Love no longer hates me, In fact, Love cares for me;
Love would make me bed-tea and cookies every Sunday;
Love would hold my hand while crossing the roads;
Love would sleep with his arms hugging me tight so that I can't leave and go;
Love would kiss my forehead everytime I cry to lemme know that he will make it alright;
Love would say "I Love You" and smile, a mesmerizing smile;
Love would say "You are beautiful" over and over again, -
When I least expect him,
When I know I am dressed up the ugliest,
When I hate him,
When I am down,
When I don't wanna hear it,
Over and over again;
Even thought I know he is lying.

But sometimes love would forget to hold me tight when I really need him,
Forget to hug me to sleep when I feel lonely,
Forget to say I love you when I am down.

So what?
Love is not what you want.
Love is not carved out of your expectations or predictions or feelings;
Love is imperfect and Love is an Ungrown Child;
Love is pure and Love is serene;
Love is just there ... the way its supposed to be.

May be Love won't leave;
May be Love won't stay.
May be Love shouldn't Stay!!!

Love is like Seasons.
It arrives exactly when the time comes
And it leaves when the time ripes.

Welcome it when it arrives.
Open your arms wide when it knocks at your door and cherish it.
Switch on the lights,
Play the music and dance to the tunes of Love.

And when the time is ripe,
Dim the lights,
Switch off the music,
Put on your glasses,
Hide your tears,
Acknowledge the silence and say to Love -
"It was nice Knowing you. Thanks for stopping by..."

ATTRAVERSIAMO

Another year has passed me by... When I look back to this day a year back, all my memories come back to life. It was the best New year's Eve ever with all my best buddies. I will never forget that night...

This year has given and taken alot from me. It has given the best people I could endure and taken away the rarest ones from my life. But I am not complaining... Coz the Book of Life has uncountable chapters and each chapter brings something new to cherish. But I am not complaining...

Because, 2012 has given me much more than it took away. It gave me the rarest and most important people that are going to stay till the end of my life and would never leave my story...

It was not a Pretty-Perfect year; It definitely was a year of mistakes. And I made loads of mistakes I do regret... But what's life without mistakes?!?!! I have learnt and evolved better. I have changed from a psychotic, hypnotic, sick, carefree, idiot to a better person, I feel... ;)

And as Oprah Winfrey would say-
“Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.”

With a new dawn, a new awakening, a new relationship, a new love, a new feeling, a new light, a new darkness, a new confidence, a new opportunity, a new determination to make things right, and A New ME & HIM; all I wanna say is "ATTRAVERSIAMO".

P.S.: Happy New Year fellas... God bless you... :-)

BARF!

"A smile is a curve that sets everything in motion!"

A fact that seems to have been forgotten since long. Thanks to Anurag kashyap for reminding most of us that A Smile still works, through his movie BARFI!

Romance is never easy. Neither is bringing it to the big screen, though Anurag Basu is a fine man for the job.

The story moves back and forth from 1978, 1972 and 2012 in an easy-to-follow fashion and the film’s songs
are simply soulful. Cinematographer Ravi Varman captures the picturesque North Bengal in a splendid way. Each frame seems like a beautiful painting.

The film, told mostly without dialogue, with Kapoor in a Chaplin-inspired performance and a pinch of Rajkapoor from Mera naam joker; Telugu actress Ileana D’Cruz adding elegant solemnity as an upper-class woman; and Priyanka Chopra, sans makeup, as an autistic girl with her wild love for a magical nature of small things is a spectacular bend of Rom-com with an enlightening lesson of love and happiness in small things.

A deaf and dumb center character R.K., an equally mentally under-grown girl sharing the centre P.C. and a beautiful sophistication exemplified by Illeana D'Cruz - might seem like an emotional-tear-droping-n-heart-pouring movie. But, Barfi! admirably refuses to yank the sympathy cord.

There is an explanation for every tiniest moment and movement. And behind every such explanation, their is LOVE that surpasses all the logic that ever existed in this Universe of Odd-n-Small-Things = BARFI!

The Dirty Picture

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.

- Friedrich Nietzsche.

Quoting this starts THE DIRTY PICTURE. This movie has brought the Adult-standards to A New LOW!!! As the unofficial biopic of a famously erotic personality from showbiz 'SILK', it has to acknowledge the vastly sexual nature of its subject. Director Milan Luthria picks one of the most exciting, exquisite and exceptional actresses from the present to portray one of the most raunchy, rebellious, raciest sex symbols of the past. There's remarkable relish and abandon in the manner Vidya Balan essays Silk, inspired by Southern siren Silk Smitha and her part-flamboyant, part-distressing journey from struggler to star to shadow.

The Dirty Picture, set in the garish, (mostly) absurd 1980s, neither cringes at her choices nor condemns her audacity. On the contrary, it celebrates cleavage-dominated, over-the-top flamboyance and treats Silk like an unsung star of the aforesaid era, who happened before her time but struggled to gain respectability for flaunting her sensuality and promiscuity in a way that didn't conform to social perception. The supposedly decent and respectable society is the one that makes a Silk out of Reshma and sex-symbol out of Silk.

In spite of the most ridiculous get-ups, Shah is most effective in conveying the smug, randy tone of his narcissistic old-timer. Nasseruddin Pull it off instead of Tushar Kapoor and Emraan Hashmi... [Wel, the Kissing boy kisses here tooo..... ] And the music, for other than the 'ooola la la', the Nakka-mukka sound track steals it most times!!!!

Whether she's cracking crude innuendos or bursting out of her tightly-fitted clothing to expose all those meticulously added calories, the actress, literally, puts her soul and body to embody Silk. In a world, where a majority of women obsess over a flat stomach above anything else, Vidya flaunts a protruding belly as though it didn't exist. Such commitment would impress anybody -- you, me. Tom Hanks!

One appreciates Luthria's effort to authenticate the period by bringing in retro outfits, kitschy sets, vintage cameras, Maruti 800s and Premiere Padminis, minute slip-ups go unnoticed.

In terms of creativity, it's a middling effort. But where bravado is concerned, The Dirty Picture kicks ass by virtue of three very strong reasons: Vidya Balan. Vidya Balan. Vidya Balan.