If for a minute
I cease to exist
If for a minute
I fail to react
If for a minute
I stop to love you
If for a minute
I refuse to recognise you
If for a minute
My thoughts wander...
Think its on purpose
I am looking at life from a different perspective...
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
The Da Vinci magic
Oh my god, Oh my god, I finally, finally, finally watched the movie. I had been going crazier by the day for not watching the first day first show. I was annoyed, I felt bad that I could not go watch the preview, even after my friend's invitation; invitation to watch the movie with him, invitation to pick me up from home and drop me back! Oops...I live next door to the PVR! Its almost a pajama party if I had to go for a movie!
Anyway, looking at my state, my best friend Al decided he take me to watch the movie. We set a date and a date it was. It was the 2250 show. Al came home at 2100 hrs and we thought a couple of drinks before the movie will not do us any harm. So there I go...opening a fine single malt and chilling out with my buddy. My better half joins us and he gets his friends over as well! So before could finish one drink, it was a total party! And I was humming..tonite is party time, its party time tonite! We spoke and laughed about musings, ravings, about legal and media professions, and whow...before we could realise it was 2300hrs! And we are already late by 10 minutes for the movie. Oh no! how I cursed myself. I so wanted to watch the curator die, I so wanted to watch the grand entry of Sophie Nevue. I did not know how we managed to run so fast to the movie hall. It took us exactly 3 minutes from then on to reach the movie hall. I thought I had lost 500 grams by then and Al decided he'd skip his morning kick boxing class for the next 3 days!
We wait in the queue and oh no...this was the longest queue ever! In fact there were just 6 people I would have counted in front of me, but it seemed as though we'd get to our seats just during the interval. And lo behold! to our surprise...the movie is delayed by half hour. And there we go...breathing a sigh of relief, panting, sweating and feeling thirsty, all at the same time! We get our pop corn pepsi combos, trying to get a place to sit near the candy bar. And there's no place! The waiting area is full of Da Vinci enthusiasts, some first timers, some who have seen it 3 times before, many who have read the book twice or more, and wanting to watch how Ron Howard has captured the essence of Dan Brown's fictional versions of Mary Magdelene, Holy Grail and Christianity. And Al and I were one of them, the last kinds. We now patiently watch as people are talking, capturing various interpretations and not saying a word, while we munch on crispy corn and chilled pepsi.
Finally, after a half hour wait...we enter the hall, and grab our seats! And the rest is history. Well well, I don't think I am going to get into the story in detail. Its not necessary. Its for you to watch and interpret the way you want. As for me and All, this was the greatest movie ever made, after Matrix, and the entire story is so mind boggling. The way Ron has depicted the secret cult, the way Tom Hanks has played Robert Langdon and the way Tautau spoke Frenchie English! Ah...so awesome...and so real. Not to forget the sets, the churches!
Beautiful is the word. I was totally impressed. Luckily I did not have the reviews and critical analysis stuck in my head. Thankfully that helped!
Anyway, looking at my state, my best friend Al decided he take me to watch the movie. We set a date and a date it was. It was the 2250 show. Al came home at 2100 hrs and we thought a couple of drinks before the movie will not do us any harm. So there I go...opening a fine single malt and chilling out with my buddy. My better half joins us and he gets his friends over as well! So before could finish one drink, it was a total party! And I was humming..tonite is party time, its party time tonite! We spoke and laughed about musings, ravings, about legal and media professions, and whow...before we could realise it was 2300hrs! And we are already late by 10 minutes for the movie. Oh no! how I cursed myself. I so wanted to watch the curator die, I so wanted to watch the grand entry of Sophie Nevue. I did not know how we managed to run so fast to the movie hall. It took us exactly 3 minutes from then on to reach the movie hall. I thought I had lost 500 grams by then and Al decided he'd skip his morning kick boxing class for the next 3 days!
We wait in the queue and oh no...this was the longest queue ever! In fact there were just 6 people I would have counted in front of me, but it seemed as though we'd get to our seats just during the interval. And lo behold! to our surprise...the movie is delayed by half hour. And there we go...breathing a sigh of relief, panting, sweating and feeling thirsty, all at the same time! We get our pop corn pepsi combos, trying to get a place to sit near the candy bar. And there's no place! The waiting area is full of Da Vinci enthusiasts, some first timers, some who have seen it 3 times before, many who have read the book twice or more, and wanting to watch how Ron Howard has captured the essence of Dan Brown's fictional versions of Mary Magdelene, Holy Grail and Christianity. And Al and I were one of them, the last kinds. We now patiently watch as people are talking, capturing various interpretations and not saying a word, while we munch on crispy corn and chilled pepsi.
Finally, after a half hour wait...we enter the hall, and grab our seats! And the rest is history. Well well, I don't think I am going to get into the story in detail. Its not necessary. Its for you to watch and interpret the way you want. As for me and All, this was the greatest movie ever made, after Matrix, and the entire story is so mind boggling. The way Ron has depicted the secret cult, the way Tom Hanks has played Robert Langdon and the way Tautau spoke Frenchie English! Ah...so awesome...and so real. Not to forget the sets, the churches!
Beautiful is the word. I was totally impressed. Luckily I did not have the reviews and critical analysis stuck in my head. Thankfully that helped!
Monday, May 29, 2006
Make overs? Did I say???
So let me see, what have I done today? I do not ponder on this subject a lot, but sometimes I do. And today is one of those days.
For those who have known me, and for those who don't, here goes a humble attempt of publicising 'Kavita'. I am Kavz to my closest friends, K to some, Kavi to family, tigress to one, amma to my daughter, and babe to my husband, well sometimes he calls me pattu... now don't ask me the meaning of this. If you are intelligent enough, ask a tambram, and they could solve your query. Oh get this, Abhi, a very close friend, whom I met in college, and now I am proud to be his close friend, calls me "Ms. Tamarind"! Strange, huh?
Also, people who have known me, know me as a free, casual, and a thorough non-delhiite. Which is completely true. I am so not like those typical women, always dressed up as though they were modelling for a lipstick or ???whatever! I am not the one who had pancakes stuffed on their faces all the time. I don't give an arm or a leg about whether my lipstick is smudged or have I eaten them off. I don't care if I got sun burn while traveling out on work. I don't care if I did my eye brows. I don't care if I hadn't had my weekly dose of manicure! Manicure...did you hear me say??? Jeez! I can't imagine myself in bright pinks or brown shades of nail polishes! Forget Reds!! Daredevils kinds! Aah, writing about these gives me the jitters and I laugh at women who look so artificial.
Oh sorry...guess I diverted from the topic a li'l bit. Yeah..so people who know me, relate to what I am saying. But something drastic happened the weekend. I got my appointment fixed at Ambika Pillai's and got my hair god damn straightened!!! Whow...can you imagine me sitting at the salon for 6 full hours with a few boards stuck to my head, so that I did not move my neck! Man..you should have been there to believe this! I was tired, I was hungry, and I blamed myself and my dear friend Anu, for this! (anu...I hold you responsible for this!)
Anyway, thats done, I walk into work today, and I find the entire office staring at me and saying...whow whow whow...what the hell have u done? Yeah, it looks nice, but what have u done? And how much money did you spend???
Seems like people still can't over this shock (or....lemme call it pleasant surprise). But I have made up my mind to give such scares once in a while. What next? Hmmm...may be I go bald???
For those who have known me, and for those who don't, here goes a humble attempt of publicising 'Kavita'. I am Kavz to my closest friends, K to some, Kavi to family, tigress to one, amma to my daughter, and babe to my husband, well sometimes he calls me pattu... now don't ask me the meaning of this. If you are intelligent enough, ask a tambram, and they could solve your query. Oh get this, Abhi, a very close friend, whom I met in college, and now I am proud to be his close friend, calls me "Ms. Tamarind"! Strange, huh?
Also, people who have known me, know me as a free, casual, and a thorough non-delhiite. Which is completely true. I am so not like those typical women, always dressed up as though they were modelling for a lipstick or ???whatever! I am not the one who had pancakes stuffed on their faces all the time. I don't give an arm or a leg about whether my lipstick is smudged or have I eaten them off. I don't care if I got sun burn while traveling out on work. I don't care if I did my eye brows. I don't care if I hadn't had my weekly dose of manicure! Manicure...did you hear me say??? Jeez! I can't imagine myself in bright pinks or brown shades of nail polishes! Forget Reds!! Daredevils kinds! Aah, writing about these gives me the jitters and I laugh at women who look so artificial.
Oh sorry...guess I diverted from the topic a li'l bit. Yeah..so people who know me, relate to what I am saying. But something drastic happened the weekend. I got my appointment fixed at Ambika Pillai's and got my hair god damn straightened!!! Whow...can you imagine me sitting at the salon for 6 full hours with a few boards stuck to my head, so that I did not move my neck! Man..you should have been there to believe this! I was tired, I was hungry, and I blamed myself and my dear friend Anu, for this! (anu...I hold you responsible for this!)
Anyway, thats done, I walk into work today, and I find the entire office staring at me and saying...whow whow whow...what the hell have u done? Yeah, it looks nice, but what have u done? And how much money did you spend???
Seems like people still can't over this shock (or....lemme call it pleasant surprise). But I have made up my mind to give such scares once in a while. What next? Hmmm...may be I go bald???
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Dream a li'l dream...
About 18 years ago...I had a dream...I dreamt of being the world's largest collector of Barbies! I wanted every new barbie doll and Ben that were introduced. I carried barbies around everywhere. I screamed and rolled on the floor when mom refused to buy me the ever so beautiful and pinky barbie dollhouse. Finally dad gave up! He got me a doll house on a saturday, and I spent one whole week playing house!
About 15 years ago, I had a dream...I dreamt of being a supermodel. May be the barbie fever triggered it off, but I felt that I had the bod and the mind to carry it off. And this was also the time when we went on a family vacation to Europe. I saw chicks dressed for a Milan catwalk. Wow...look at these womenn. Look at the way they maintain their figures!
About 10 years ago...I had a dream! I wanted to quit school and be a freewilly. What would it be like if I had no board exams or college admission tensions? What would it be like if I had to just travel around and do absolutely nothing??
About 8 years ago...I dreamt about something. I said to myself, this is it! This is what I wanted to become. A journalist, and a photo journalist at that! I was particularly fascinated by the myraid pictures a heart can alone feel, the portraits that would get a zillion eyes' comments, and a landscape that the mind wants to explore.
About 6 years ago...I had a dream. I dreamt of being so much in love with my boyfriend and wanted to spend the rest of my life with just this one person. I dreamt of a country life, by the woods, having a ranch, owning 6 dogs and a bungalow. I imagined doing chores with my loved one, and enjoying each and every moment.
About 3 years ago...I had a dream. I dreamt of making it big in the corporate world. I dreamt of a plush office on Times Square or the Twin Towers in KL. I dreamt of wearing elegant business attire and ruling in a man's world.
Yesterday, I had a dream. I dreamt of ageing gracefully and seeing my daughter happily married, while I enjoy my time with the love of my life.
And I am still dreaming....
About 15 years ago, I had a dream...I dreamt of being a supermodel. May be the barbie fever triggered it off, but I felt that I had the bod and the mind to carry it off. And this was also the time when we went on a family vacation to Europe. I saw chicks dressed for a Milan catwalk. Wow...look at these womenn. Look at the way they maintain their figures!
About 10 years ago...I had a dream! I wanted to quit school and be a freewilly. What would it be like if I had no board exams or college admission tensions? What would it be like if I had to just travel around and do absolutely nothing??
About 8 years ago...I dreamt about something. I said to myself, this is it! This is what I wanted to become. A journalist, and a photo journalist at that! I was particularly fascinated by the myraid pictures a heart can alone feel, the portraits that would get a zillion eyes' comments, and a landscape that the mind wants to explore.
About 6 years ago...I had a dream. I dreamt of being so much in love with my boyfriend and wanted to spend the rest of my life with just this one person. I dreamt of a country life, by the woods, having a ranch, owning 6 dogs and a bungalow. I imagined doing chores with my loved one, and enjoying each and every moment.
About 3 years ago...I had a dream. I dreamt of making it big in the corporate world. I dreamt of a plush office on Times Square or the Twin Towers in KL. I dreamt of wearing elegant business attire and ruling in a man's world.
Yesterday, I had a dream. I dreamt of ageing gracefully and seeing my daughter happily married, while I enjoy my time with the love of my life.
And I am still dreaming....
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