Yesss!

Everytime I am down in the dumps, I feel like shit, my best friend comes to my rescue. He makes me feel like, I ain't that bad a person and not so full of shit as I think myself or my life to be. He listens to me calmly, wipes my tear and tells me time and again, that he loves me and will always be there for me come what may.

Today again, when the road seemed long and my journey weary and lonesome, when I felt that my life was messed and I wasn't doing anything worth while, yet again He sent someone in the form of a well wisher, who for those 30 minutes made me realise that yes my best friend does love me and helped me de-stress for a while.

Yesssss!! My God loves me so much. He cares for me and lets me know He is there for me come what may. I love you too God. Loads and Loads and Loads. You have been there for me whenever I needed you the most.

Thank you God for being my bestest friend!!

Dor : Review

I watched 'Dor' by Nagesh Kuknoor today. It is the story of two women; Zeenat (Gul Panag) and Meera (Ayesha Takia) who are joined by the cord or 'dor' of fate.

Zeenat's character is strong and confident; like the blade of grass, that no wind can uproot. Meera on the other hand, is bound by the society's mores and restrictions, who sees her freedom in her husband. Even their lands reflect their lives. Zeenat comes from green Himachal Pradesh and Meera from, scorching and bare Rajasthan.

Dor is the story of this relationship that develops between Meera and Zeenat.

Zeenat teaches Meera to listen to her heart. She gives back the gift of life to Meera, whose dreams and aspirations die with her husband. Most importantly, Meera learns forgiveness and in that process, frees herself from shackles of her grief that her society forces on her.

Behroopiya (Shreyas Talpade) is a conman who helps Zeenat in her journey and admires her. His acting is also noteworthy.

The movie is so beautiful in some parts, that I cried for its beauty. Because I don't think I have ever seen something so beautiful on screen. In those moments, when Zeenat doesn't let herself be broken and sets out an almost unthinkable journey, when Meera leaps from the stairs of the temple....

Nagesh Kuknoor is a brilliant film maker. Gul Panag essays her role with strength and panache. Ayesha Takia is wonderful as the timid and sad Meera. The cinematography is also very good. The whole movie is like a jigsaw puzzle, without any one aspect, the movie would be incomplete.

Must watch for anyone who loves good and meaningful cinema.

The Lonely Wolf

On a dark and cold night
When only demons you fight
He who lives inside
Surfaces in sight
No stranger he is to you
A friend he cannot profess to be too
Slowly he spreads his gloom within
And a desperation that knows no end
His Wretchedness and loneliness
in your soul; they slowly blend
His sorrows flow through your eyes too
For the lonely wolf, lives in both, me and you.

Desert in the Rain

The sky bears a burden today
Heavy, dark and gray
A wild wind masked as a zephyr
Silently walks the dust laden land
Cold and intolerant, it doesn’t care
Now in true form and reckless spirit
It dares as much to rob the sorrowful sand
Naked and bare of the gold it shone
But the sands are still and enduring
Till the sky finally rests its burden
On the back of the wild wind
In remorse it cries huge tears
Ah the sweet scent of revenge
At last, the sands are at peace, for
The shamed sun sinks deeper down
And the sands; glow even in its twilight now.

The Night Rider

He rides into the night sky
for fear of blazing lights
With wings, he dare not
Spread on ground
Ah for the dishonor of prying eyes
He takes flight among the stars
He streaks across the midnight black
A whiff of future in his rustling cloaks
Who know not ecstasy of motion
can do naught but look on
from their confines of stillness
So they seek out footsteps of his in vain
to deny him his existence
and ease their pain
While he forgives and
forgets and moves on
The night draws open curtains
to the coming dawn
and with the departing darkness
The night rider travels, only to
once again endure that by day
Which he heals by night.

To Him

You think you may know me but do you, really?

You see me as a good investment for yourself, your love and your family. You think I may complement you as a person.
But can you see me as the person I want you to see me as?

Is there something in me that necessitates in you a need of sort to offer me the highest kind of tribute you would to another human being?

Do you have the courage to go beyond my surface, into the depths of my dungeons that hold in captivity my demons and their ghosts? Can you understand their existence in totality?
More importantly can you come to terms with them?

Can you be my shield against that dark stranger – loneliness; in those times when all doors close upon me?

Can you calm the madness of my soul and love me for who I am, not really who I could be?

Can I be... your tender poison for life?

What If...

What if one day, I come across someone who looks exactly like me but is an anti thesis of who I am?

What if from that day on, everytime I look at my reflection in the mirror either I HATE myself for looking like her or I pride myself on being SUPERIOR to her in every aspect? Will I become shallow and exterior or will I just become indifferent and move on?

What would you do?

The Song of My Life

I was humming the ads and the TV serial themes as my mother’s student sat and learnt his meanings. Irritated with the disturbance, he said; “which song do you not sing?”

And I said to myself, the song of my life.

I know my chorus only too well for how can I forget my past.

And I know my verse for I am living it.

But if there is one verse that remains obscure in the song, it is my future.