White Flag-Dido

Why does it happens that sometimes we listen to a song that we instantly identified with ....all the emotions and the feelings.It seems as if I were a lyricist I would have written exactly something like it.Seems like a leaf out of my own life, wonderful !! Isn't it ?I guess songs/books/poems are written for their own sake but maybe the commanality we all share make them universally appealing.

This is a song I found from a fellow blogger ( http://www.melodycalledlife.blogspot.com/ ).

So beautiful this song is ..I couldn't resist myself posting it.Dido Rocks ?? Indeed :-)

"White Flag"

I know you think that
I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it,
well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction
to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was thereWill be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be...
- Dido

The sad demise of Sachin Tendulkar

It is with great sorrow and sadness I have to tell you that Sachin Tendukar , Son of Ramesh Tendulkar , the heartthrob of millions, died yeseterday while he was playing with Bangladesh in the 2nd Test Match.Fittingly enough the last innings of the record century maker from India also was a century, though we will try not to deliberate how it was made.

He was not feeling well for quite sometime suffering from should-i-score-centuries-or play-cricket-for-the-team, and not unexpectedly failing on both the fronts.His last healthy appearance on the field was recorded when he was playing against West Indies in Malaysia in slog overs, doing what he does best to a mediocre bowling usually , teaching how not to bowl to him, which pretty much meant not bowling to him at all.

His last days have been thoroughly recorded as a real life case study of the ever interesting theme of "Death of a Genius".His last days was very much notable for the eagerness he showed for scoring centuries, and doing whatever it takes to achieve it which sometimes meant a kid growing up and learning how to say four letter words before Sachin reached to his coveted Hundred from "Nervous Ninties". There are some insane people around who are accusing him of playing a little defensive, now who can make them understand that it all depends upon team needs and the quality of bowling attack one is facing(Did someone just said it was Bangladesh or we had already scored three hundred runs for 1 wicket??).They are plain stupid people who expect him to score on every juicy half-volley or a spinner pitching the ball on half-pitch on a dead pitch.Shut Up you morons !!! If the game was so easy every Brayan Lara would have become Sachin Tendulkar.I mean you don't do easy things, do you ? You do complicated things and then give even more complicated explanation of such complicated doings if somebody bothers to ask.Yeah I know that is not cricket , but Whatever !!

Anyways this is just too much to be addressed in a obituary.Let me go ahead and tell you the cause of death so that we don't have to ask like a stupid in the funeral ...." What the hell happened " when everybody is trying so hard to decide the amount of glycerine to get the desired effect for such a socially important event.According to experts( just take my words for it, they are experts !! ), he died of ECS( Excessive-Caution-Syndrome) which got aggravated by "Make-my-place-secure- anxiety-attack" which normally succeeds an extended " I-have-got-only-5-Crore-worth- -commercial-this-year-complex" .

This world is harsh and harsher is the death of someone we love, but we have to learn to live without them and though we know it is going to be difficult, we all going to try to live wihout you.

Sachin, the one who hit the bowlers all over the park and the one whose batting was the elixir of our cricketing life(if there was such thing),

WE WILL MISS YOU !!

ADIEU !! May you rest in peace , forever.

Musings of a Melancholy Mind

• Life seems fairer in retrospect,than it actually is.

• Dreams are there to make life more bearable.

• Don't take yourself too seriously,you might become the only one to do so.

• Friends let you sing, even if you are not the best singing bird in the woods.

• Money is the greatest sedative in history of mankind.

• Life becomes a lot easier with a God handy for cursing.

• Being human is not an excuse for not being perfect.

Just Like That !

Destiny (or simply put it, Life’s trajectory) is a strange thing. You never get to know the reasons for many things that happen to you, even when you seek them with intense ferocity. Utterly inappropriate as it is, still you can't help shrieking WHYYYY at such times.

Maybe the simple answer is ...there are no reasons for anything that happens to you, it happens because it has to and you become what you are because you have to. Maybe there is no answer too...leave alone the possibility of there being a simple one. And these questions, sought reasons remain orphans much to agony of the seekers of their answers.

Destiny, kismet, luck and what not is nothing but an idea which help to keep many people sane as they should be for the greater good.(I m not sure of 'should be'....but what the heck ? then I am also not sure of 'greater good' too).

There are other ideas too, Idea of GOD, of divine intervention, of Karma, of afterlife, of heaven, and of hell etc etc. Why do we believe in all of them even when none of them seems to have a tangible existence ? (I know these were not supposed to be tangible..but I ask just for the sake of it ).Nevertheless even intangible things have some kind of tangible or demonstrable proof of existence for example Gravity, Force and many other. Well my aim here is not to question the existence of such things(pardon me for saying so..'things' ? )I m only saying that even if we don't know the truth about GOD and many other ideas ...will the truth be any better ? Will the proof that God is non-existent make life of some people any better?(leaving some idiosyncratic atheists like me aside) Will this world would become any better place to live ?

Tell me how comforting it is for a person who lost his dear ones in Tsunami that it was nothing but a mere consequence of some rumbling at the bottom of the sea thousand miles away ?If you suggest this you might be called a heartless bast*** ,never mind the fact that it IS the truth anyways. But when somebody say that it is Mother nature's way of taking revenge from humans or It all because of God’s wish, the victim despite of his irreplaceable loss finally accept this as his 'FATE'. In the extreme situation(though not very rare) as a penance for something wrong he must have done in the past or some other life.

My understanding of this phenomenon remains at best cursory, but even I understand why people use these anodyne to comfort someone. Knowledge of truth does not necessarily make a person happier. So if that is not the case, these words of comforts are all that one would expect from his fellow human being and doing so is no felony.

Meanwhile LIFE keeps on running sometimes lazily, sometimes hastily and sometimes frantically on the zigzag tracks of its own without a bigger design, without much thought about where to go. Seekers of reasons and ultimate truth, sooner or later feel disillusioned in their hopeless pursuit and give up , those who refuse to give up, DIE.

And life goes on ,JUST LIKE THAT.

Master Pieces of Bollywood -I

This is my first post in a series of posts I am planning about some hindi movies which are as they say "all the five stars" ...perfect in every way...they were the movies which swayed us beyond senses...these are the immortal classics created by our very own "Dream Merchants"..the Magnum Opuses of the Masters.....

In no particular order, irrespective of their commercial success they are movies to be watched again and again....

without any further ado.....here I go ..hope it includes some of your favourites too :-)

ANAND :
(Rajesh Khanna, Amitabh Bacchan .Directed by Hrishikesh Mukherjee)

If there could be an award for the movie which is a favorite for most number of people Hrishi Da’s Anand will have every chance of winning it. The story of a man suffering from “Lymphosacoma of Intestine” Anand was a tryly a joie de vivre- a celebration of life. Rajesh Khanna delivered in a “role of a lifetime”,never we felt so thankful to be alive as while watching Anand die onscreen. As all other Rishi da’s movies..Anand was a tale of simple people living a simple life of simple values.The surprise package of the movie being “Babu Moshai”(Amitabh Bacchan).Intense and in conflict he gave us an act so stellar we were all mesmerized, maybe he was just intending to hint at what was yet to come.

The Shakespearean conversation about Jindagi(life) being a Rangmanch(Stage) being played from a tape recorder still remain one of the most watchable scenes of Indian Cinema.
Rishikesh Da requested Salil Choudhary to compose music for Anand who at that time had gone back to Calcutta after getting disillusioned from Bollywood.He came and din’t he conquered? One has to really try hard to find a better album than Anand. Every single song went on to become an immortal classic. Manna Dey’s “Jindagi kaisi hai paheli” still haunts me even after listening to it first time around 15 years ago.

RANGEELA

(Aamir Khan,Jakie Shroff,Urmila Mantondkar. Directed by RGV)

Picture this, yellow shirt,yellow pants and shoes of unknown colour Munna wear this “Insignia” to take Mili out for a lunch to five star hotel.
Munna(to waiter):Aye Suit !! Fan on karne ka (turn on the fan)
Waiter(a little perplexed, a little haughty): AC is on Sir.(pointing his Finger towards the AC.
Munna(with the usual swagger) : To idhar ghumaane ka na !! (Turn it towards my side)

Munna the most loveable Tapori of Indian Cinema was a pathbreaking portayel of Mumbai’s Street Smart Species by Aamir Khan and what a memorable character it was.
You can watch this movie umpteen time and will never get bored of it.

Not to mention after Roja Bollywood saw a genius unraveling yet another musical masterpiece..let it be funky “Rangeela re”.or sensuous ‘Hai Rama’ or soulful pyar yeh jaane kaisa hai and the pathbreaking “mangta hai kya”…every single song was a gem and the album still remains a truly collector’s item from AR Rehman.

Urmila the “Maasoom” girl suddenly grew up and captured the imagination of ANYTHING MALE in the country. Ram Gopal Verma proved his versatility again….Aamir Khan never worked with him again.

Only God knows why.