Imaginings of your life

How do you begin your day, my pretty, fragile, and sincere queen? What are the first thoughts that engulf your mind when you open your eyes? Could I make the assumption that it is not a heavy mix of Neanderthal yearnings for food and copulation?  Is a headache, resulting from various nightly excesses, the first physical reaction to the bleakness of day? Do you flip the newspaper and look at the many beautiful people and wonder why you don’t know them? I have never really taken the time to really consider what you want  and desire. You, the object of my perpetual desire, never seem to desire anything except a warm hug from your mother, a cup of hot coffee and a nudge from your beatific cat.

Let me try chalking out one of your days. You wake up after multiple snoozes from your buzzing phone. Groggy and irritable, you trudge to the bathroom and splash your face open. Since I assume that your kind is generally of the cleaner disposition, the next step would inevitably involve the systematic cleaning of molars, incisors and canines.

Once you done with the ablutions, you progress to your large and airy kitchen. The sunlight streaming in through the meshed window temporarily blinds you. Once you regain your composure, you will microwave some coffee. While the porcelain cup begins to gently whirl, you collect the newspaper. Entertainment section in hand, and sipping some coffee, you have the first flash of excitement. You have identified a cinematic odyssey which you would dearly love to witness.

Since the clock somehow has a way of reminding everyone about the more mundane aspects of life, you leave the dining table and proceed to take an extended shower. While most men treat this as an unwanted chore, most women, including you, give this exercise the care and attention it needs. Bath done, enfolded in a towel, you walk to your large mirror and stare at yourself. Looking admiringly at the perfect symmetry of your face, you play around with your still wet locks. After a sufficient amount of preening, you proceed to get dressed. This I need not imagine, since I have witnessed your delicate and sensual dress up routine many a time.

TO BE CONTINUED…

A life less ordinary

SECRET AGENT OR DRIVE BY?

You have to check out Keith Causton’s show – ‘Life as told by Keith’. It should brighten up your day. Ah, that reminds me. I have to start using my darned webcam.

The eagle will fly away

The eagle has decided to fly to the land of his origin. He hopes to hear the familiar sounds of the forest he used to inhabit. He needs to sit on a branch and reflect on cities visited and friends made. Family, which had called on him occasionally in his dreams, has taken priority.

Soaring high, he looks down at the hazy green. His feathery friends fly next to him. This trip is an important one … it has been two years in the making, and that fact that it is on is a testament to their friendship.

When the night calls, the congregation will sit in a circle and converse. The insects, animals and other birds will sing. The humans will sleep. The wind, notorious for its winter intensity shall not trouble them. Hopefully the stream will flow, rounding off the astral orchestra;

The eagle needs calm. The eagle needs resurrection. What better place to start than the place that made him who he is.

Those brave men

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I just watched Indigenes, a French/Algerian/Moroccan film about North African soldiers who fought for their former rulers France in World War II and the accompanying disillusionment of fighting for a ‘motherland’ that is not theirs.

But the movie also made me think of days when life was not comfortable and there were no choices. Most of these soldiers from the colonies, including thousands of Indians who fought for the British HAD to join the army, as there were not many jobs available.

Their lives could come to an end any moment, and its frightening to even think of such an existence. It’s easy to recline on my sofa, type on my laptop and call them brave. I don’t even know what being brave is. I would never volunteer to join an army if I could. I don’t want to risk my life. But I have an option because I have opportunities. I should never take these opportunities for granted.

USA in black and white

The website SHORPY.com is worth a visit. It contains images of days gone by, which would make you reflect  on what might have been.

Info: “Shorpy.com is the 100-year-old photography blog that brings our ancestors back, at least to the desktop. The site is named after Shorpy Higginbotham, a boy who worked in an Alabama coal mine near the turn of the century”

Ubuntu rocks, but its a little too complex

Ubuntu rocks! I had requested for free cd’s from Canonical, the owners of Ubuntu, and it took them just 10 days to send me three cd’s from the Netherlands. But the problem with Ubuntu is that its too difficult to use in the office environment.

My personal PC, an Acer 2400, has some hardware issues with Ubuntu 7.04, especially with playback of .avi files. And I dont have too much patience to wait for replies from message boards.

Another major issue is extracting archive files and then installing software. I think I need to spend some more time getting used to it, and be patient with it. It’s worth it.

Naqaab – As un-original as it gets

Spoiler Warning

Abbas-Mustan are the prime exponents of thrillers in Bollywood. They have scoured indie/obscure movies from abroad and found a film, which they think will work well with an ‘Indian’ audience’ and done their redux version. The movie might do well, and most would not care if its not original. But I care. I think you can borrow but making it out that you have had that brilliant ‘insight’ is pathetic.

Naqaab is a copy of the 2003 film ‘Dot the I‘.

‘Dot the I’ is pretty original, and I must say that the director duo have a good taste in movies. Maybe they could approach me!

Dot the I is written and directed by Tony Parkhill, stars Gael Garcia Bernal, Natalie Verbeke and James D’Arcy. I saw the film a couple of weeks back, and the trailers of Naqaab have given me more than I need to confirm that. There are scenes which I recognized, and also some of the outfits of the new siren, Urvashi Sharma – who looks more German than ‘Indian’ (if you can make such a generic categorization).

info about Dot the I from imdb.com

“Carmen, a beautiful Spanish woman with a tendency to lose her temper at the drop of a hat, is about to married to Barnaby, a caring, wealthy, but slightly boring Englishman. While out with friends on her ‘hen night’ she encounters a stranger who suddenly sparks a passion that has been sleeping within her. As her wedding date approaches, she finds herself struggling to put this newcomer out of her mind, but his effect on her keeps growing stronger. What is it that he sees in her, and why does she feel like she’s being pushed inevitably into his arms? Written by Jean-Marc Rocher {rocher@fiberbit.net}

info about Naqaab from nowrunning.com

Naqaab tells the story of Sophie (Urvashi Sharma), a young girl from a middle-class family. She is engaged to millionaire Karan Khanna (Bobby Deol). When she meets Vicky Malhotra (Akshaye Khanna) her affections shift to him and problems begin in her relationship with Karan.

The focus of the film also shifts to the shady past of all three characters, with some unexpected elements thrown in. Who does Urvashi choose? Who does she really want? What are their shady pasts?

Expect a rocking thriller once again from the masters of this genre- Abbas-Mustan.

Rock on Bollywood… !!! Atleast you can’t copy the sex scenes…. 🙂