I don’t know how many of you have seen or heard of the movie Multiplicity starring Michael Keaton and Andy Mcdowell but its sure to make you want to have two lives.
Multiplicity is the story of a man who is caught between family and work. He has too much work that can’t be ignored and on the other side there are the demands of his wife and kids to be with them on special days and family timeout.
Aren’t we all like that?—gripped in the demands (both professional and personal). One does not necessarily have to be married to have responsibilities; a single person in today’s world is also muddled in this major demand-supply puzzle.
Our boss wants us to deliver the best, with extra effort, extra time and overt dedication. Our parents want us to be present at almost all social functions, gathering, dinners and parties. Let’s not forget the friends who themselves are so busy yet make it a point to make plans to meet and catch up.
You can’t deny all or any of the above, as the first demand is from the person who helps you earn your daily bread and butter, second is from the couple who brought you in this world and mean the world to you and third is from the oxygen cylinders you need to breathe when you are running out of fresh air.
These are just external demands. What about the most important demands apart from all of these? Your own me time demands?? I want to shop for myself, read a book, catch up a movie at home, relax on my bed, take no calls and many others??
Hence I feel if I had two lives I would be rich. Life would be equally divided between the two versions, with the original one doing whatever she wanted letting the avatar take on the boring tasks. No stress just work. Sorting out things would be just a matter of discussion and not a war at work or home.
Any-hoo seems like I got carried away a bit more than needed, but that’s what happens when there’s too much to do and too little time—You dream of an avatar to share your burden. It wouldn’t hurt would it???
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Pati, Patni aur "hum sab"…
Sania-Shoaib will more or less settle down in their happily ever after life. But just when this cross-country mismatch shared their nuptials, surpassing their Nikah-Talakh-nikah saga the ever doting media started courting another set of prospective lovers—the charming minister (a rare sight of Indian politics) Shashi Tharoor and his alleged love interest Sunanda Pushkar.
One week ago it was in the news that Tharoor was reportedly going to tie the knot with Pushkar, but a week later the plot has thickened in to a rather weird string of events leading to the IPL controversy and when the marriage is happening anybody’s guess..
Okay, I’m not trying to flaunt my news sense about all this nonsense, but trying to put forth a theory that came to my mind while watching these two couples being the apple of every voyeur’s eye in the country.
In the 21st century couples can no longer reach the cocoon of their happily ever after…without “Hum sab” being a part of their lives. This is true even with us—the non-celebrities who hardly have a “colourful life”.
A few of my cousins and friends are slated to say their “I do” this year and their problem is guess who?? “Hum sab”. Hum sab is my theory of people including parents (who have their dreams and aspirations for the wedding), the seemingly welcoming yet stubborn in-laws, nosy uncles, bubbly aunties and of course emotional attyacharis—the grandparents. If you are an Indian and getting married you will be marrying all of the above besides your partner.
At a celebrity wedding the Hum sab are all of us—the media and the audience (who help soar the TRPs). As our society is steadily moving closer towards concepts like nuclear family, live-in relationships, single parent and same-sex relationships, the one thing we are losing out on is Privacy…
The irony is that earlier, in the days when people used to live with 20 others under the same roof, privacy was a coveted entity worshipped by all. A wedding was a private affair and only those who want to bless the couple were invited. Today it’s more of a show-off business trying hard to be in synch with bollywood.
But seems like this is how it works or rather is the play of the game called—Shaadi. I guess the only thing that matters amidst this babel of hum sub is that the Pati-Patni duo (both celebrity and common) don’t lose their sanity and successfully tread through the aisle to their happily ever after…
God bless the Pati-Patni…
One week ago it was in the news that Tharoor was reportedly going to tie the knot with Pushkar, but a week later the plot has thickened in to a rather weird string of events leading to the IPL controversy and when the marriage is happening anybody’s guess..
Okay, I’m not trying to flaunt my news sense about all this nonsense, but trying to put forth a theory that came to my mind while watching these two couples being the apple of every voyeur’s eye in the country.
In the 21st century couples can no longer reach the cocoon of their happily ever after…without “Hum sab” being a part of their lives. This is true even with us—the non-celebrities who hardly have a “colourful life”.
A few of my cousins and friends are slated to say their “I do” this year and their problem is guess who?? “Hum sab”. Hum sab is my theory of people including parents (who have their dreams and aspirations for the wedding), the seemingly welcoming yet stubborn in-laws, nosy uncles, bubbly aunties and of course emotional attyacharis—the grandparents. If you are an Indian and getting married you will be marrying all of the above besides your partner.
At a celebrity wedding the Hum sab are all of us—the media and the audience (who help soar the TRPs). As our society is steadily moving closer towards concepts like nuclear family, live-in relationships, single parent and same-sex relationships, the one thing we are losing out on is Privacy…
The irony is that earlier, in the days when people used to live with 20 others under the same roof, privacy was a coveted entity worshipped by all. A wedding was a private affair and only those who want to bless the couple were invited. Today it’s more of a show-off business trying hard to be in synch with bollywood.
But seems like this is how it works or rather is the play of the game called—Shaadi. I guess the only thing that matters amidst this babel of hum sub is that the Pati-Patni duo (both celebrity and common) don’t lose their sanity and successfully tread through the aisle to their happily ever after…
God bless the Pati-Patni…
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Wanted...Is it time for a "real-life action hero"?
It's been a month since that i have been getting my weekends off, so apart from reading novels, meeting friends and family, my newest past-time is to catch up with the world TV premiere.
Even though most of these are recent releases that did not hit the right spot at the Box-Office the one that i saw on Saturday certainly led me to ponder over some serious issues.
So this weekend i happened to watch Wanted starring our very own Sallu Bhai (Salman Khan) and the little known and appreciated Ayesha Takia. Now, stop raising your eyebrows and making faces, i have been a Sallu bhai fan for ages now, in fact i fell in love with him as a kid while he was popular as a lover boy in films like Maine Pyar kiya, Sajan, Love, Hum Aapke hain kaun (have watched this one over 20 times and still counting) and many more...let's just say the characters he played made me understand what the jazz romance is all about...(i know none of it works in real life, it didn't for me).
But this blog isn't about my love for Sallu. While watching Wanted, his character in the film made me realise one thing-the need for a "real-life action hero". Sallu plays Raghuveer Shekhawat, an undercover police officer cleansing the society infested with criminals.How does he do this?? well, by pretending to be one of them. He's the underdog that captures the gangsters and corrupt officials right at their roots and justice is done at gunpoint.
In the 23 years of my god-blessed life, I personally didn't have to fight any battles with crime or corruption and I pray it stays that way. But I have been reading and observing the crucial problems that our society faces. Why is there so much suffering around us? What and who is doing it wrong that our country is plagued with so many problems? Who created these criminals (including the white-collared one), these goondas who roam about our streets threathening to sabotage our free movement?
They say to question the system one has to be a part of it and then make amends, the middle and upper-middle classes are criticised for passing comments in the comfort of their homes but then what are we to do? We have been "gifted" with the RTI which is dying its slow death, so now are we to step out with guns in our backpacks to solve our problems? Is blood on our hand the right way to a serene normal society? or is there no decent solution to this and we will all be born, live our life and die our deaths?
These are just a few among the army of questions which i'm sure many of you carry on your mind everyday while going about your routine life. Some of us have the good life-good education, package job, dining and shining at malls, clubs, et all. However, beneath the good life in which we pretend to enjoy our lives, lies a time-bomb of problems that can go blast at any time if nothing's done soon.
It was exciting to watch Sallu mindlessly bash-up the bad guys and at the end wining the war against the evil on celluloid. But the one question i'm mulling "Is it time for a "real-life action hero" to rescue us? may be not mindless killing but a decent enough alternative to bring justice to all and of course somebody who says, "Maine ek bar commitment kar di toh main apne aap ki bhi nahi sunta".
Cheers and hopes for a better tomorrow!!!
Even though most of these are recent releases that did not hit the right spot at the Box-Office the one that i saw on Saturday certainly led me to ponder over some serious issues.
So this weekend i happened to watch Wanted starring our very own Sallu Bhai (Salman Khan) and the little known and appreciated Ayesha Takia. Now, stop raising your eyebrows and making faces, i have been a Sallu bhai fan for ages now, in fact i fell in love with him as a kid while he was popular as a lover boy in films like Maine Pyar kiya, Sajan, Love, Hum Aapke hain kaun (have watched this one over 20 times and still counting) and many more...let's just say the characters he played made me understand what the jazz romance is all about...(i know none of it works in real life, it didn't for me).
But this blog isn't about my love for Sallu. While watching Wanted, his character in the film made me realise one thing-the need for a "real-life action hero". Sallu plays Raghuveer Shekhawat, an undercover police officer cleansing the society infested with criminals.How does he do this?? well, by pretending to be one of them. He's the underdog that captures the gangsters and corrupt officials right at their roots and justice is done at gunpoint.
In the 23 years of my god-blessed life, I personally didn't have to fight any battles with crime or corruption and I pray it stays that way. But I have been reading and observing the crucial problems that our society faces. Why is there so much suffering around us? What and who is doing it wrong that our country is plagued with so many problems? Who created these criminals (including the white-collared one), these goondas who roam about our streets threathening to sabotage our free movement?
They say to question the system one has to be a part of it and then make amends, the middle and upper-middle classes are criticised for passing comments in the comfort of their homes but then what are we to do? We have been "gifted" with the RTI which is dying its slow death, so now are we to step out with guns in our backpacks to solve our problems? Is blood on our hand the right way to a serene normal society? or is there no decent solution to this and we will all be born, live our life and die our deaths?
These are just a few among the army of questions which i'm sure many of you carry on your mind everyday while going about your routine life. Some of us have the good life-good education, package job, dining and shining at malls, clubs, et all. However, beneath the good life in which we pretend to enjoy our lives, lies a time-bomb of problems that can go blast at any time if nothing's done soon.
It was exciting to watch Sallu mindlessly bash-up the bad guys and at the end wining the war against the evil on celluloid. But the one question i'm mulling "Is it time for a "real-life action hero" to rescue us? may be not mindless killing but a decent enough alternative to bring justice to all and of course somebody who says, "Maine ek bar commitment kar di toh main apne aap ki bhi nahi sunta".
Cheers and hopes for a better tomorrow!!!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Hit me, Hate me…u can’t judge me
Writing a blog would be the best way to confess what I have been doing for the past one week. Okay if you are gonna rush into unnecessary conclusions then I hate to break it to you “this is not what you were even remotely thinking of”.
So here’s what I have been doing—watching saas-bahu (using it because it’s a generic term) and other melodramatic TV series. A more shocking way to put this would be that “I have gotten addicted to the saas-bahu sagas”. Yeah sure roll your eyes, nod in disagreement but it has happened.
Not that I have nothing good to do in life, I’m sill employed, I still very much a voracious reader, this is just a new addition to my free-time. It’s mostly Saturday afternoons that I watch them and I even have a favorite—“Maan ki awaj Pratigya”. One may wonder why this one, lemme clear out one thing this isn’t your usual saas-bahu melodrama nor is it a serial-killer.
The characters in this series are real and the scenes too. Pratigya is an educated no-nonsense kind of girl who marries a wealthy yet uneducated boy. It’s not a love marriage but an arranged one. She’s not the one who sheds tears at the drop of the hat but is bold enough not to consummate her marriage as she doesn’t love the guy (who btw is madly in love with her and stands by her all the time), not change her name just because the in-laws demand her to do so.
The other shows on my EQ are Balika Vadhu, Saat Phere and Uttaran. I’m sure most of you lost me at the end of the first paragraph and those who diligently continued reading for the love of me will recommend some therapy or alternative EQ options.
Honestly, no offence, but I don’t care…I suddenly believe that life has reached a crazy point where a girl who couldn’t bear to look at those overly embellished women; who’s life would be all about what’s happening on Sex and the City, Desperate Housewives, F.R.I.E.N.D.S and all other on Star World, Movies and HBO has suddenly taken a 360 degree turn to her catharsis.
Why, Who, what, how I reached here I don’t know, I wasn’t even aware until yesterday when it was like somebody woke me from my sleep and said “Hello…Watcha doin?” there was no answer from my side just a scream that said OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
So here’s what I have been doing—watching saas-bahu (using it because it’s a generic term) and other melodramatic TV series. A more shocking way to put this would be that “I have gotten addicted to the saas-bahu sagas”. Yeah sure roll your eyes, nod in disagreement but it has happened.
Not that I have nothing good to do in life, I’m sill employed, I still very much a voracious reader, this is just a new addition to my free-time. It’s mostly Saturday afternoons that I watch them and I even have a favorite—“Maan ki awaj Pratigya”. One may wonder why this one, lemme clear out one thing this isn’t your usual saas-bahu melodrama nor is it a serial-killer.
The characters in this series are real and the scenes too. Pratigya is an educated no-nonsense kind of girl who marries a wealthy yet uneducated boy. It’s not a love marriage but an arranged one. She’s not the one who sheds tears at the drop of the hat but is bold enough not to consummate her marriage as she doesn’t love the guy (who btw is madly in love with her and stands by her all the time), not change her name just because the in-laws demand her to do so.
The other shows on my EQ are Balika Vadhu, Saat Phere and Uttaran. I’m sure most of you lost me at the end of the first paragraph and those who diligently continued reading for the love of me will recommend some therapy or alternative EQ options.
Honestly, no offence, but I don’t care…I suddenly believe that life has reached a crazy point where a girl who couldn’t bear to look at those overly embellished women; who’s life would be all about what’s happening on Sex and the City, Desperate Housewives, F.R.I.E.N.D.S and all other on Star World, Movies and HBO has suddenly taken a 360 degree turn to her catharsis.
Why, Who, what, how I reached here I don’t know, I wasn’t even aware until yesterday when it was like somebody woke me from my sleep and said “Hello…Watcha doin?” there was no answer from my side just a scream that said OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Love is…
Love is a blind buddy kind at heart.
A cushion resting the soul.
Love is the error only humans make.
It’s an illusion that never fades.
Love is the beautiful pain that will always ache
An emotion that freezes tears
Love is the sympathy of a lover to the loved
It can’t be begged, borrowed, stolen,
only earned by the heart until we rest in peace.
A cushion resting the soul.
Love is the error only humans make.
It’s an illusion that never fades.
Love is the beautiful pain that will always ache
An emotion that freezes tears
Love is the sympathy of a lover to the loved
It can’t be begged, borrowed, stolen,
only earned by the heart until we rest in peace.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)