Friday, September 16, 2011

All those good li'l things in life

City of Angels: "She said, what good would wings be if you couldn't feel the wind on your face."



Nothing beats the sensation of wind blowing through your hair. The joy of falling down and lying in snow, the first few raindrops on your face.

The sight of sparkling water gushing down the hills, watching the sun rays trickle through the leaves. A colorful rainbow that calls you to try touching it.

A connect that develops with some work of art - The dreaming about being present inside it. The sense of satisfaction and achievement on doing the best you could have done.

A hope that tells you everything's gonna be okay, and somehow magically it does- as if the hope was a message from God. The unshakable faith that you associate with someone, or maybe yourself. Some place where you find your roots.

A reunion, a nostalgic recap of the old days, a heart-to-heart conversation with your best friend.

Life- Look forward to it, learn from it and get the best out of it! :)

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Random Ramblings..

How I hate this IIT CV Hungama!! Frikkin' blowing up your CV with flowery terms to show you're no less than God. Why can't everyone keep it simple? At least, please, someone tell me the recruiters have sufficient common sense- that they too find all this 'action verb' and 'decoration' stuff comical. Oh God, spare me all the drama.

Which makes me sit back and think how awesome the world would be if all this superficial flowery stuff never existed. We had no choice but to show on the outside what we truly were on the inside, and could not hide our true colours? Wow..the concept seems amazing.

But then again, like Higgins put it, "What they think they ought to think is bad enough, Lord knows; but what they really think would break up the whole show. Do you suupose it would be really agreeable if I were to come up now with what I really think?"


And Ma'am said today that literature IS sad. Which is so obvious, and yet, I never actually realized it until today. People write to vent out anger/frustration/depression, people read to overcome grief. Happiness doesn't need dealing with =D
Cool! Justifies my whiny blog!

Anyways, I think literature need not necessarily be sad. It has a purpose, yes. But the purpose needn't necessarily/mostly be to help you cope with depression. For me, whatever little I've read, has been an escape into happiness and fantasy, a window to so many new worlds and ideas. It has helped me cope, yes, but it has also helped take a broader perspective on things, open up to new stuff, and taught a lot many life-lessons.


The new Airtel tune, 'Har ek friend zaroori hota hai!' is cute :) Reminds me of some of the friends I lost, I wish I hadn't. But then again, life goes on, even without them. I think there's no point anyways, in continuing a relation where there's no trust.. dragging it along just for the heck of it. Instead I ought to thank one of them for spoiling my previous intern, resulting in my trying at other places n getting a great internship (with awesome people) at Bangalore \m/, along with 2 bullet points on my CV ;) !


By the way, what happens to all my email and other internet accounts when I die? [Sir is talking about this in class right now :P] Umm maybe I could encrypt and store the passwords somewhere..but then where do I store the key?


And this is my blog's first random post :P Was long overdue :)

Saturday, September 3, 2011

The raccoon story..


One of the cutest n the most touching of the series, the raccoon story :( :)


Thursday, May 19, 2011

I'll be there for you..

When the rain starts to pour,

I'll be there for you..
Like I've been there before

I'll be there for you..
'Cause you're there for me too!

Won't ever get clichéd.. :)

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Written in 15 minutes, because these quizzes and presentations leave no time for anything else

I refuse to blindly follow them all.

In doing what they all do.

Even if they tell me that’s what I must do,

Because that’s what they all do,

Because that’s all they ever saw,

And that’s what they must live up to.


They say the only way to survive,

Is doing what they all do.

But I know that I must follow

My own dreams, my own thoughts,

What is the point anyways,

of a life like the Barbie dolls?


They say the forest must be crossed

By going where they all go

The same old road they all strode?

No, that isn’t why I exist.

I ought to tread my own path,

Make a difference, in the least.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Memories

Ghosts of the past that remain buried deep down inside, like a shadow of life that lingers along. Beautiful things that are captured as if on a canvas in the mind. To look back to, to learn from, to give hope in times of despair. To act as Patronuses that surround you and help you fight. Or so you can keep going back in time over and over again, and relive the same moments.

Agreed that there are distressing recollections too. But then the Dementor principle always works: Keep the good things, and filter out the sad ones. Or keep them only to remind you about what is required of you in the future.

Yes, the very best part about life. Thank God for them, for assuring us that whatever happens is being safely recorded and carried along in our backpacks.

P.S.: Thank you ghostwriter for having reminded me of this :)

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Black Swan


Perfection.

Graceful, yet ruthless. Surreal, yet so relevant. I don’t remember having ever seen so perfect a movie.

Perfection.

Is what the film is all about. How the quest for being perfect consumes and utterly destroys her.

Perfection.

In the acting, screenplay and direction. A perfect portrayal of such an extraordinary story.

Perfection.

An integral part of any ballet. The moves, leaps and lifts require perfect control.

Perfection.

In the realization that she must stand alone. That her life belongs to her.

Perfection.

In the struggle to keep herself unblemished and yet be perfect.

Perfection.

In the failure, and how she loses control of her own life.

Perfection.

In the metamorphosis from white to black.

Perfection.

In the challenge and the competition.

Perfection.

In the alarming premonitions.

Perfection.

In the climactic fall.

Perfection.

In death.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Keep it controversial :P

..for controversy pulls crowds!
P.S.: My blog has never had so many pageviews..whew!! :D (observe the peak)

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse

My first Wodehouse was 'Laughing Gas', gifted to me when I was in class 8. I tried reading it in 9th, but did not understand it too well and discarded it as boring (o_0). I picked it up again in class 11 (I had far outgrown the Enid Blyton books/Nancy Drew series and the sorts, found reading too many Agatha Christies a bore, and Harry Potters came only once a year but lasted only 2-3 days). Was finally able to understand Laughing Gas, and having never read a quality comic novel before, found it extraordinarily amusing. I then went on to read 'The Girl on The Boat' and a series of Blandings books picked up from the school library. But I experienced the true pleasure of Wodehouse only when I read Jeeves.

Jeeves and Bertram Wilberforce "Bertie" Wooster are undoubtedly the most famous Wodehouse characters. Their stories, narrated by the wealthy scatterbrain Wooster, recount a series of unfortunate situations from which the ingenious valet Jeeves is always able to save them. Jeeves' scheming mind can always shape whatever situation they are stuck in, into something favorable for him and his master. Bertie has several friends who keep asking for Jeeves' help, some of them being Bingo Little, who has a penchant for falling in love with every girl he meets, the newt-obsessed Gussy Fink-Nottle, and the likes of Tuppy Glossop and Oofy Prosser.

What I like best about the Jeeves series is the excellent narrative interspersed with what might as well be a compendium of pre-World War II English slang in use. Wodehouse's ability to magically transform the bleak and solemn to the jolly and cheerfully banal, using only the narrative, is exceptional and creditable. Here's my favorite Wodehouse quote, describing a situation when Wooster is trapped on the roof and an angry swan patrolling the bottom of the staircase forbids him from ever being able to get down. Jeeves, as expected, comes to his rescue.

"Every young man starting out in life ought to know how to cope with an angry swan, so I will briefly relate the proper procedure. You begin by picking up the raincoat which somebody has dropped; and then, judging the distance to a nicety, you simply shove the raincoat over the bird's head; and, taking the boat-hook which you have prudently brought with you, you insert it underneath the swan and heave. The swan goes into a bush and starts trying to unscramble itself; and you saunter back to your boat taking with you any friends who may happen at the moment to be sitting on roofs in the vicinity. That was Jeeves' method, and I cannot see how it could have been improved upon." - from 'Very Good, Jeeves'

Jeeves and Wooster steal most of the light, but there also are the perpetually penniless Psmith, who is always upto unsuccessful tricks to make/extract money and Ukridge, who can go to any extent to exploit any and every kind relative or friend to extract money.

Reading Wodehouse is somewhat like eating potato chips - you can't stop after just a few, highly addictive when you begin to enjoy the process and once you are finished, there is nothing substantive you can say about the experience except a sense of pure, silly satisfaction. Fans of Wodehouse will understand what I am talking about and those who haven't tried him, should find out. I encourage you to pick up that Wodehouse you've been looking at for ages wondering whether it would be worth the read. I'm sure you will love it, once you get into the Wodehouse 'spirit'. Moreover, I can safely say that a Wodehouse is the best mood-lifter you will find. He has an uncanny ability to derive comedy out of common situations, through his uncommon characters. Entreat yourself to a sophisticated feel-good comedy. A Jeeves or Psmith would be good for starters.Try a Wodehouse today!

Sincerely,

Wodehouse Addict! :)

P.S.: Wodehouse stories have hints of philosophy too:
It is a good rule in life never to apologize. The right sort of people do not want apologies, and the wrong sort take a mean advantage of them.” - The Man Upstairs.

This article is dedicated to Meha, who gifted me 'Laughing Gas', long long back and helped start my obsession with Wodehouse. My library, for keeping an endless stock of excellent Wodehouse books; to Ishita, for 'A Pelican at Blandings', 'Eggs, Beans and Crumpets', and also Shretima, for lending me her Jeeves novel, which I kept forgetting to return it for almost a year.



Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie, who played Jeeves and Wooster respectively in the TV series 'Jeeves and Wooster' based on the Wodehouse stories. The series is nearly as good as the books, with dialogues copied almost word-by-word from the text... :)

Friday, March 18, 2011

Quote for the day!!

Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.
-by Eleanor Roosevelt.