Monday, June 24, 2013

My Dateless Diary : 2

Over the years, I have started liking being alone (wasn't left with much of a choice though). It has certain freedom which allows you to do your 'stuff'. It also helps you spend time with yourself, which becomes a challenge otherwise. More on the 'independent stuff' some other day.

Saw this movie called "Raanjhanaa", everything in the movie is a revelation to me apart from the never-ending use of "A" in the title and Sonam Kapoor. Sonam is still needs to improve a great deal being 5 years into the industry. Now, what is this guy Dhanush is! He not only stole the show, but made me like him in the first flick itself, and let me tell you that's not a small feat (I ain't bragging). Abhay Deol is there for a cameo and the characters sketched around Dhanush did a great job. But then with few potholes in the script, it is only Dhanush who holds the fort throughout and makes this movie stand on his feet. The dialogues are fabulously written by Himanshu Sharma and crowd loved it. So is the tempting background score by the maestro A.R. Rahman. The director who returns with his second offering after Tanu Weds Manu, takes a big stride forward while staying on the same genre of 'love'. His story-telling is simple, believable and heartwarming. For me, the takeaway is just 1 simple person: Dhanush. Salute.

India continues to play relentless Cricket and rain continued incessantly in the country bringing havoc in Uttarakhand. Thousands of pilgrims could never come back to their homes and many are still stranded as I write. One thing which struck me when one of my colleagues, a complete non-believer, made a statement: "what happened to God? Where is he? He could not even save the ones who took shelter in his own den!" I, someone who from 'non-believer' to a 'confused believer', had no answer to it. Even my brother shares similar sentiment.

To believe or not to, is no more the big question. It is what we get.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

My Dateless Diary : 1

I borrow the title from my favourite Indian English writer - R.K. Narayan. And apart from just the date-specifics, you might end up finding these pieces as mindless and senseless too. But just like the blog's inception, the writing shall continue.

The rain has lashed Mumbai quite on time, unlike last year. And so many similar events took place: buildings collapsed, water clogged, trains got cancelled, people stranded and so on. But this city continued to move on, it always has. The fact of the matter is, it just can not AFFORD to stop.

Father came to my rescue, with a short trip. At least we both assume that this is 'rescue'. I just needed a break, he dropped in. And his interventions has always given me happiness. He is leaving today and as I write, I am quite melancholic. Even though this is his second visit in 3 months, just can't get enough of him. Fathers are like that, supermen. My 8-year stay away from parents have not made any of us immune to that pain when departing.

If only rain could wash away everything we do not like.