The tear that dripped

It has been long since I was back into the movie era and the past week, it was like OMG . Untouchables, Eyes Wide Shut, Usual Suspects. The best one is what I happen to see today. A British picture that made me drop a bunch of tears.When I started watching the movie, the current went out and I had to watch it in complete silence and the words to descibe the feel is not currenlty in my finger tip. There was Clive Owen in it and the picture had been with me since 2009 and I never cared to watch it. Today I felt the zeal and viguor of the film make while he made it. Alfonso Cuarón , the name of the man who read the novel and got the feel of what the author meant. The long shots still persist in my mind. I dont have any words to describe what it was like. But I was able to understand the pain that the scene intended to bring inside the viewer and the silence helped me beautifully capture the emotion. The name of this movie was Children of Men . The 454 second sequence that made me cry is shown below. A child is born after 27 years and the world is cought up in an uprising at Britain .

http://youtu.be/YBzWTIexszQ

Time for Change

Hazare Sahab's fast is entering 7th day when I write this and Sachin Tendulkar is at 70 not out waiting for another historic moment in cricketing history. I stand up to both the great men India has seen. Sahab is standing for the betterment of a nation at an age which no person would dare. I feel the chaos and struggle of a struggle for the first time in my life.

The questions that I bear in my mind ,

they are nothing compared

to the life I am leading.

The life I lead is nothing

compared to what Anna is doing.

The era from 2000 to 2010 is going to be known the time of Indian rejuvenation. All we can do is to pray for the great man who is leading all these.

Before ending this blog , there are a few things that I need to write and put up.

Mom feels that I am obese and I have decided to reduce those extra fat by taking up more of sweet instead of oil.

A few days back , the last Saturday to be exact , I thought of killing a struggling piece of life and I saw a person making up a better decision. The moment I realized the universal fact that none had the right to kill anyone whether it be a long term fight or a short term tendency.

What is that bitch from Italy

doing at US, the country is

fighting for freedom and change

while she is out there with extra care

I need to continue my Raghu Chronicles, yeah Raghu is changing but he still has a few mysteries surrounding him.

My Bucket List

I have been longing to do the following things

1. Go to the himalayas and stand in one leg for 5 hours with no thoughts
2. Skydive at Germany with my friends like in Point Break
3. Watch Avatar alone at beach in 3D
4. Eat Vella Sadya at Aranmula
5. Fight till I bleed a bottle of blood
6. Complete my Gethodacharitha script
7. Send my parents for a 10 day package to Singapore

The Other Side of Greatness

Happiness happens only when shared and at moments when the mind refuses to modulate and is already succumbed to tonnes of processes, the occasional regular behavior disappears. The alternate being is activated and runs in such a manner that the bearer never visualized it to be.I had a similar experience yesternight.
It was about 8:30 and I came back with the grandparents and son of the waiters and there was sweat dripping all around. We went to 506 and then fluctuations started to flow all around. There was some trip prescribed to generate the pain and the bride was taken for the trips. That is when the rest of the crew followed and 506 suddenly drained. There was silence around and I saw the father of the bride sitting there tensed with thoughts which were building in his life for the first tiem. Thoughts which lacked decisions. Thoughts were built that lacked proper structures, all I witnessed was a drip of sweat in his cheek which he was not aware of. I remembered Kavita for a moment. I asked him - "Are you tensed?"Sometimes great people reply in the craziest manner which one would never expect, " I am a person who is 40 years elder than you, normally we do not bring children to such places". There was arrogance in his words.
"Hehe" , I thought. "It was your son-in-law who invited me to this place, I was to leave by 6:00 and he hesitated as there was no one around. I know that I have no role here but had to stay back for him. If you were a friend of mine, I would have given you a beautiful pat. Something that you would cherish forever. But you are not my friend and there is no one to pat you.Lets speak something else". The person on the other happened to be a senior scientist at Indian Space Research Organization. Suddenly , I was about to back engineer his college life, his inability moments . Moments when he lost control and had to adopt to actions where he saw an alternate of himself which he never wanted to generate out of him. There was lacked of self control . " Offending him more would mean bad at this moment", I thought.I asked him to accompany me to the labor room front where his wife was waiting with silence. I knew I had to leave. I wished her in advance and waived a bye. I felt a pat in my back. The old man had changed.