P.S I love You....

I`m a great sucker for romantic movies… I love them and u can always bet on me to be the one who cries her eyes out in some of these… well this is one movie in which I have to pause the movie so dat I can first cry my heart out… I dont really understand why this movie has such an impact on me. And it always leaves me a bit sad but also a lot more romantic than I was…
Time and again whenever I have felt low and dejected I have always believed that shit happens but it happens for a reason… it might not be evident at that time but there is always a reason… and this movie always makes my belief stronger… I know the fact that I live in my books and movies makes me a less than credible counselor but still, this belief has helped me survive…
I don’t know what to say about the movie… maybe its love in its truest form… which may or may not exist and I might never find it for real but at least this is love in its real form. This is being there for each other even if death do us part. The guy actually gives a direction and a sense of purpose to the holly’s life. It’s not about ‘us’ when we are together but it’s about ‘u’ and ‘me’ when we are not. How easily we all forget the u and me after becoming an Us.. The movie is all about that… it’s just we all have it in us to live and survive but we need somebody to show us the faith and show us the way…
There are a lot of parts in the movie which makes me emotional but one of them is when holly asks her mother what’s the point… at some point of our lives we all have this question what’s the point… I don’t know, in fact this is that juncture of my life where I’m asking myself the same question… What the hell is the point??? Or are we all going through the motions of life without anything worthwhile coming out of it… I don’t really want to delve on this…
It’s just that this movie touches a raw nerve in me… so many times in our lives we have beautiful relations which we leave just like that… and the death of the relation ruins the meaning and truth of it… this movie gives a fitting end to a beautiful love and an even more beautiful marriage. That’s what I love about it… the importance and the way of saying good bye….

A Touchy Feely GUY!!!!!

Sometimes I have a feeling that men and women are not from different planets… ya I agree there are some fundamental differences, but deep down are they any different at all…???
I have three friends, one having some midlife marital crisis… another so insecure in life, marrying the first girl who met the "criterion"… and third still so hooked up on ex, still afraid to move on… and guess what they are all men… and there I have known women, who have taken life in their stride and moved on to happier times… I wonder how that works, isn’t it the women who are supposed to be falling apart, hung over and insanely emotional… when did the tables turned… and did they turn for better or for worse.
For me surprisingly it’s drastic… every relation in my life has had one thing in common… Absolutely No Commitments… I loved it… in fact now that I think about it… I guess I was more relieved they were like that… probably that was the charm of it… that was the power they had on me… but what now, as the men get more and more in touch with their feelings where does it leave the women… and then even if there were no commitments was I in anyway safe from the hurt… well absolutely no!!!! so is it that women are kidding themselves and men have learned their lesson…
Who knows????

Shall we Dance!!!!!

I love Richard Gere.. he’s suave, sexy, infact he is what a man should be… I loved Pretty woman and I loved “Shall we dance”- I know I`m a couple of years late in saying this but still… better late than never… I`m into mushy corny English movies these days… But this one was not corny and it was not really a romatic movie… infact i`m surprised why imdb.com says the movie is about husband wife relationship… I think that was the last thing on the writer’s mind when he wrote it…

As far as I`m concerned I think if there was any relationship the movie featured then it was a relationship a man has with himself… Every person has their own personal emotional prisons and we live and die inside them… this movie was about breaking loose… it was about “feeling guilty for wanting to be happier”. We all do it, we spend our lives finding reasons to be happier, reasons in your spouse in your kids in your job… but never once we look inside ourselves, never once do we trust ourselves… it’s a question I have no answer to… Perhaps it’s because all of us don’t want to be selfish… we want to be happy, but we need others to find that happiness within us and that’s what makes all of us happy.

The movie is beautiful... in the truest sense of the word… it dares to answer a lot… but many people don’t ask the questions this movie tries to answer… Richard Gere is awesome and when he tells his wife that one thing he is proudest of is that she is happy with her… that is the most sincere thing anyone can tell you… he was not telling her he loved her… he was telling her he treasured her… he gave her a reason to be and to love him…

Well the movie made me wanting to dance again… it made me nostalgic and it made me happy… for this movie atleast don’t take it on a face value its much much more than what it seems…

Women & Losers

Now that i`m bak on my feet…. I have a trouble… i've just completed 25 years of my existence on this planet and I have had 2 very serious and very complicated relationships… and as a result of both I have a 2 very worried progenitors…. They need me and want me to get married… trouble is I like my life… and I love the freedom… so much so people don’t want to believe `m the part of the female gene pool…
Someone said a very typically MCP, but still an interesting, thing to me… ‘I don consider you a girl… I think of you as an equal’ - ooops… I know a million ladies will be up in arms on this… but it got me thinking… why?? Is it because I love the freedom I have… or because `m oblivious to the world… or because i`m a lill too liberal… don know... but is it a good thing?? Well even if its not I don care…
But who is a woman… you are screwed if you think of her as a weepy, silly, beautiful species… not that she is not all this, she is… but she is a lot more…
God help you if you mess with a lady…. I guess even he wont help you… because if he oes he will probably need to run for cover
She is silly, but only so you can feel good about urself… her wits and her brains are a secret weapon and so are the tears… you wont even know they were their till you get royally fucked… some wont even realize after that…
Beauty is something we cant even talk about… when the competitor is a big broad hairy fellow… who wont know grace if it sat on his face… we cant help but being beautiful…
Sometimes I wonder what if I were a guy… all I could do is thank god i`m not… being a woman is the best thing that can ever happen to you… love it and live it…
For all the MCP’s over there including the one who made me write all this- always remember-
If man is a head, woman is the neck

P.S: to prove my womanhood I have 22 pairs of shoes to show for it

Mi$$ing my Love Story

Recently I had a break up. Probably the most beautiful relationship of my life came to an end. I loved and enjoyed and laughed and was very very happy. I hope I can say the same for him too… he was happy as well in much lesser degrees though but he was atleast happy..

Well now that the breaking up period is over and `m back on my feet, I observe things about the relationship I never thought much about.

I miss someone to talk to, whom I can call at 4:00 a.m. and he wont be angry, I miss having someone to drag around for parties or dinners. I miss getting dressed up for someone and most of all I miss the anticipation of him coming to meet me or me going over there.

There are a load of things that I miss. I miss the glow on my face which was there when I looked at him. I miss feeling beautiful. I miss having to eat Indian food just because he wont have anything else. I miss the way we cluttered up the place where we stayed even if it was for one night, it was so messy it was like our footprint.

I miss talking about him, and I miss sharing his plans and making them for him. Most of all I miss ‘US’ more than I miss him and more than I miss me when I was with him.

It was beautiful and I wish I can always remember the beauty of it.

The Reluctant Fundamentalist

I have been meaning to read The Reluctant Fundamentalist for a long time, I have again and again picked it up and left it unopened. But today when I picked it up, I couldn’t keep it down. I finished it in one go… guess the book deserved it. It speaks on behalf of the most under represented group of all… a genuine muslim… and a true Pakistani who is up in arms against the US

The book does not attempt to provide answers, but has managed to raise a lot of questions. It attempts to ask if a successful Princeton Graduate comes back to Pakistan, disgusted by US policies, is he a fundamentalist? We have perhaps not formally labeled Pakistan as a terrorist state but the socially we have tainted Pakistan and all the muslims in it. Is this a step towards curbing fundamentalism or encouraging it?

In just the story of one life, one person the book has managed to question the collective wisdom of our world leaders. It talks of identity crisis, nostalgia and the extent to which human mind feeds on it. Through love and passion, it conveys the dangers of hatred.

Final Verdict: the book has manages to alarm you and make you think. It’s not meant for a break, it’s a serious book in search of serious answers.

GONE WITH THE WIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I always thought I loved reading, but suddenly I realized I loved characters. I loved the people who were neither good nor bad nor ugly, but transparent. I loved the fact that I could crawl inside their skins and feel what I have never really felt; at times it was love, sometimes deep sadness and sometimes a passion I never knew existed in me. But whatever it was that I feel it always made me feel amazingly alive… ironic how fiction can make u feel more alive, but that’s how it was.

Some characters or people, as I like to call them, have affected me more than the others. But when I talk about Scarlett O’Hara, I`m not sure if I crawled under her skin or she crawled under mine. It surprises me sometimes how can someone be so real and so relevant in one’s life. I love her because she brought me face to face with what I always didn’t want to believe I was. She showed me my courage and I was possibly the only person who could relate to her so strongly.

“The worst that can happen to a woman is that she is no longer afraid of anything”- it scares me, to see myself reaching that point where I would not be scared of anything. That’s how strongly it pulls me. It talks about a woman’s strength when driven against a wall. The book has a certain honesty and truth about it which can be felt through the pages.

Certain portions in that book has affected me deeply and has made me into a better person. People read gone with the wind as a romantic novel but I believe that book is so much relevant even in the time when people are struggling so hard to be relevant again in their own lives. It talks of the times which are changing and it talks of the strength it takes to cope with the change. It’s a book so removed from and yet so significant in the present scenario, it makes u believe in the power of imagination, in the power of human mind.

Day and again I have seen that book and the kind of passion it evokes in me is surprising. I have seen people discard it as another romantic novel, my advice to all of them is even if just for once see the bigger picture, it might not be beautiful but it is a view which makes u feel alive and powerful.

ALCHEMY OF DESIRE

Alchemy of desire- a book I picked up out of curiosity to see what the master of sting operations has to offer to us, and guess what, I was not at all disappointed. The book was well paced and lives upto its name. It gives the feel of a sting operation inside the protagonist’s bedroom and his sex life. Prem, Karm, Arth and Satya all have a central theme of Kaam. The book does have its moments… but mostly it seems to be an extension of “booker’s award” style of writing (I would reserve my comments on this one)…. Some where in our daily middle class lives, profanity has become an artistic expression… my ‘vocabulary’ has been more enhanced by reading and watching movies in the last few years, than it was living and studying in an engineering college in faridabad… and those who know how it is can understand what I mean.

The element of desire is provided by a hindu muslim marriage… being a ‘victim’ of a similar relationship I watch them enviously making a beautiful life of their own. I wish to enjoy that relationship but I know that’s a utopian world….

The book’s starting is a clincher… it starts with perhaps the most profound statements and goes on to prove it with laws of physics… perhaps this is there first meaningful demonstration for me… but again I think sex is a bit over-rated…. May be not… but to build a whole relationship on it still seems a little far fetched…

Final Verdict: All in all not a path breaking stuff but still you will enjoy it… mainly for the erotic lines and fast paced story line… not bad for taking a break….