The Joy of Movies

Today I feel apprehensive about writing. The reasons are two
1. I had to think more than 2m33s to decide the subject and basically what I want to throw at the world today.
2. The subject is such.

I have liked watching movies since I was a kid. I don't claim to be ms know all critic. In fact I have seen very little compared to many. I generally prefer to stick to mindless entertainment(I am thinking of Govinda and not Akshay Kumar). Though I usually shy away from accepting so in public but near and dear ones know of my dirty secret. It is not that "serious-cinema" is not good enough for me but the fact of matter is that its 'serious' and too close to the real life. Why would I want to see Imran Khan run around in locals, sipping on chai and making omlettes, yes I want to see him romancing the the ladies on the streets of greece, beat down 20 bad men at a time and dance like Prabhudeva! Is that asking for so much? I think not.
But If anyone out there is listening, I have found a new genre for myself. I am into the 60' 70' and 80's Satyjit Ray mode currently. Most of the movies are in Bengali but the sheer simplicity just bowls me over. I never thought I would absolutely love to watch people do "normal everyday" stuff on-screen. I may have a hidden deep down desire to watch "serious" movies but the artsy intellectual display(say Dhobi Ghat) right in the end just kills the entire simplicity. Hence, the aversion I guess. Everyday I discover a new movie I realize there are so many more out there to watch and the fact that for every one good movie there are 20 bad ones just makes the number go boom boom boom. The solution? Keep Watchin! Keep Conquering! Yeeee

Reading what you dont like..

When we read, do we always like it? Then why do we read it? Lets keep the textbooks, office manuals out of the discussion. What about the rest? The question is strictly to people who harbor a love of reading. I have always tried to maintain a distance from the so called bestsellers because I have reason to believe(proven theory!)that my taste in books isn't matched by the majority's. So I stick to what I like, that means a lot of safe and in your comfort zone reading. I have found experimentation has led to horrible repercussions like leaving a book unfinished and that features on my list of things I simply hate to do! One disastrous example is the LOTR! Trust me I have nothing against fat volumes, I love them but this one is absolutely beyond my reach. Not that I will leave it alone, a long holiday is just what I need. But one stream of reading that I seldom dare to touch is non-fiction. I find them boring, preachy and lengthy. I don't see the point of learning from someone else's mistakes and experiences when I have so many to call my own. Anyway fighting all my inhibitions this time I have taken the plunge and chosen a safe option. The book that I am currently raeding is Vinod Mehta's autobiographical piece, A Lucknow Boy. I am through with a major portion of it and realize that the language used is simple(something I stressed on in my earlier posts)and incidents well cut and clean. If someone is not liked it is made absolutely clear. So I would like to say just go ahead and discover the joy of non-fiction raeding, cheers!

Travelling alone are you?

Is it a common thing to travel alone? If I go by my experience I will say no. I have travelled on my own a lot and I have always seen friends, couples, family paltan travelling all together. Is it fun? The train journeys, bus rides, ship sails and rikshaw hassles all by yourself? Yes and no. Yes, because you know that no one aage peechhe means you can do what you feel like, eat what you want to, roam aimlessly, stare shamelessly, ogle at the cute boys, giggle at stupid little thoughts that keep running through your head, eavesdrop, spend hours at the book thela gaadi/store without being rushed, etc etc...No I am not unbalanced its just a lot of fun. No, because you are your own coolie, eating alone is not fun one bit, woman alone is a letcher's dream come true and and and you have to strategize your loo trips. The last bit is pure harassment! What do you do? Leave your precious saman with some innocent looking aunty and try rush the nature's call or make loo visits accompanied with all the bojha? This question has always made me wonder, I have actually racked my brain time and again but nah! stone-walled every single time. Just one of life's sixty four thousand dollar question!