Ok ... I can go on writing and filling pages in this blog. I can write about how this year was for me personally. I can write about what all went right and what all got screwed professionally.
I can write about the big events that took place in this year and I can of course fill pages writing about my favourite timepass viz. watching movies which is what I am going to do. The opinions presented here are not claimed to be mass opinions. Rather, they are my personal feelings, my personal lies and dislikes. So if anyone does not agree, you may be very right, still I dont care a damn!
3 movies that I loved this year
1. Jab We Met - Yes Manish, I know you will be grinning from ear to ear, but I do recognize that I had a great time watching this movie with you. Some great acting from Kareena and Shahid with a beautiful love story.
2. Saawariya - No one can beat SLB when it comes to movies, especially for me. Lovely picture that I enjoyed with my two best friends - Shounak and Manish. I will remember this movie for the scene when Sonam runs when the clock strikes twelve.
3. Guru - The last movie perhaps that I enjoyed thoroughly in hostel with Manish (although I am not sure he saw the movie till the end :-)). "Tere Bina ..." has become a personal favourite while "Mayya Mayya ...." takes me to another world.
3 movies that I hated this year
1. 1971 - I will continue cursing Pranshu till the day I die for taking me for this movie. I hated her and I hated myself for seeing that movie. I am sure Manish will agree though Himanshu will definitely have opposite opinion.
2. Khoya Khoya Chand - Maybe its the recency effect and the movie wasnt that bad but definitely not at all upto mark. The songs still made for the ultra crap direction.
3. Om Shanti Om - All hype about a piece of crap is all that I can spare for this piece of crap.
Top 3 Actors this year
1. Ranbir Kapoor for Saawariya - I found myself in his longing
2. Abhishek Bachan for Guru - His greed for success matched my ambition for the gold medal
3. Shahid Kapoor for Jab We Met - In his loss was contained his ultimate gain. I hope the same holds for me
Top 3 Actresses this year
1. Aishwarya Rai for Guru - Yes, I am partial to her and will remain so till the day I die
2. Kareena Kapoor for Jab We Met - She was lovely. Mom tells me to get someone like her from Bhatinda (Unfortunately wahaan bhi le jaayegi ye job :-( )
3. Tabu - She was damn good in Namesake and Cheeni Kum
So this was the bolly summary of 2007, the year that went by .. Hope 2008 brings with itself many more joys and many more movies, hopefully good ones :-)
Friday, December 28, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
Memories from the Golden years of my life (1)
Around 27th or 28th June, 2005
I was feeling cold. Not because of the weather. The weather was absolutely fine as far as feeling cold was concerned. It was mid June!! I was cold with the anxiety of what was to come. I was leaving for IIM Lucknow in about three hours. Away from home. For the first time.
It was difficult. Believe me it was very very difficult. I was like a grown up child. From getting a letter couriered to filling up my CAT forms I needed papa and mummy. I had never never traveled alone even to the railway station let alone travel outside station. And hence I had forced papa to come along with me and stay with me till I settled in. Dear parents as they are, did not object even once rather mummy was happy that her dear little child would not be lost. To be frank they all wanted to come, Dhiraj and mummy but again frankly I didn’t want all of them to come. After endless discussions I was able to convince them that they could always visit me once I was well settled. Maybe after first mid terms.
Anyways while papa and mummy packed for me I was busy calling up close friends : Shounak, Yuvraj, Devender, Neha, Priyanka, Varun and Navneet. Finally the moment came. Holding back tears I left home. Mummy and Dhiraj had come to see us off. Somehow every step seemed significant as if it was carrying me towards my destiny. But every step also seemed difficult. May be it was not what I wanted.
Few minutes left before the train would take me away. What to talk in such moments has always been a mystery. The four of us mostly remained quiet. May be it was just to hold back that lump in the throat that kept on forming again and again . At least I can say that about myself. They wished me best wishes and got down from train. Dhiraj and mummy. The train started moving. I said goodbye. I felt I was leaving something behind.
I was very apprehensive about going to Lucknow. Maybe because I hadn’t really heard much about the place. And of course whatever little I had heard wasn’t very positive. In fact I had even thought many times about not joining L and rather taking up the job which Infy had offered me. But you see after getting five calls and clearing none of my gds and interviews when you get a chance albeit in second list it isn’t really easy to let it go. Of course there is what you call peer and parental pressure. But frankly I wasn’t fully convinced.
Anyways now the train was moving. Delhi was being left behind. As I could see the train was full of people going to join L. Many of them had already met each other and were now chatting at the top of their voices as if they had known each other for ages.
I was feeling cold. Not because of the weather. The weather was absolutely fine as far as feeling cold was concerned. It was mid June!! I was cold with the anxiety of what was to come. I was leaving for IIM Lucknow in about three hours. Away from home. For the first time.
It was difficult. Believe me it was very very difficult. I was like a grown up child. From getting a letter couriered to filling up my CAT forms I needed papa and mummy. I had never never traveled alone even to the railway station let alone travel outside station. And hence I had forced papa to come along with me and stay with me till I settled in. Dear parents as they are, did not object even once rather mummy was happy that her dear little child would not be lost. To be frank they all wanted to come, Dhiraj and mummy but again frankly I didn’t want all of them to come. After endless discussions I was able to convince them that they could always visit me once I was well settled. Maybe after first mid terms.
Anyways while papa and mummy packed for me I was busy calling up close friends : Shounak, Yuvraj, Devender, Neha, Priyanka, Varun and Navneet. Finally the moment came. Holding back tears I left home. Mummy and Dhiraj had come to see us off. Somehow every step seemed significant as if it was carrying me towards my destiny. But every step also seemed difficult. May be it was not what I wanted.
Few minutes left before the train would take me away. What to talk in such moments has always been a mystery. The four of us mostly remained quiet. May be it was just to hold back that lump in the throat that kept on forming again and again . At least I can say that about myself. They wished me best wishes and got down from train. Dhiraj and mummy. The train started moving. I said goodbye. I felt I was leaving something behind.
I was very apprehensive about going to Lucknow. Maybe because I hadn’t really heard much about the place. And of course whatever little I had heard wasn’t very positive. In fact I had even thought many times about not joining L and rather taking up the job which Infy had offered me. But you see after getting five calls and clearing none of my gds and interviews when you get a chance albeit in second list it isn’t really easy to let it go. Of course there is what you call peer and parental pressure. But frankly I wasn’t fully convinced.
Anyways now the train was moving. Delhi was being left behind. As I could see the train was full of people going to join L. Many of them had already met each other and were now chatting at the top of their voices as if they had known each other for ages.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Ye hai Mumbai ...
"Zindagi sawalon ke jawaab dhoondhne chali
Jawaab mein sawalon ki ek lambi si kadi mili
Sawal hi sawal hai jawaab hai kahin nahin
Sawalon ke jawaab ko main dhoondhta gali gali"
Jawaab mein sawalon ki ek lambi si kadi mili
Sawal hi sawal hai jawaab hai kahin nahin
Sawalon ke jawaab ko main dhoondhta gali gali"
............ Lines taken from a song of 'Khoya Khoya Chand'. No. This blog is not about this movie. It was an utterly crap movies and there are no two opinions about it. What I am remembering today is my visit to Mumbai .. the city of dreams. God forgive, it looked to me like a city where all my dreams could be shattered. Three reasons why I never liked Mumbai.
1. People, People and People - There are just too many people in Mumbai. Wherever you go the places is full of heads and hands. From the most expensive five stars to the road side dhaba, you can never ever have a peaceful meal here.
2. The Cost Factor - Mumbai is simply too expensive to suit my pocket. To be very frank, I am extravagant. And if I want to live a lifestyle that I have enjoyed in these past six months here, I would be saving nothing for the future if I am living in Mumbai.
3. Its cold out there! - No. I am not referring to the climate. But to people living in Mumbai. In their daily struggles with traffic with jobs and with of course destiny poor souls of Mumbai have lost their human touch. You get the feeling of talking to machines when you ask way from a stranger or help from a neighbour. Believe me, the family I visited in Mumbai (my 'near' relatives) lived like strangers in the same house. It had nearly been I guess 6-7 years since the whole family had dinner together!
Maybe I am generalising too much but then thats the impression that I got. Now you must be wondering why did i write that piece of poetry in the beginning? It was just that I was contemplating, I successfully avoided Mumbai in my final placements. But for how long? Till when would luck favour me (keep me in Delhi?). A 'Sawaal' with no 'Jawaab' :-)
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