To decide or not

Just a few minutes back I was going thru a news channel "Aaj Tak". They were reporting about the very recent attacks oon ladies visiting pubs at Managalore "the Pub city of India". THey showed the videos of ladies being kicked, slapped and I dunno what not. What I feel is who are these people and who have given them the rights to become our guardians and supecede the freedom given to us by our parents. I mean when our parents don't tell us anything then why these people insult our intelligence by trying to decide for us.

What a movie???

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (film)

This is a German film directed by Tom Tykwer and based on the novel Perfume by Patrick Süskind.

Set in 18th century France, the film tells the story of a misanthropic, olfactory genius, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille (Ben Whishaw) and his homicidal quest for the perfect scent.
The film begins with the sentencing of Grenouille, a notorious murderer. Between the reading of the sentence and the execution, the story of his life is told in flashback, beginning with his abandonment at birth in a French fish market. Raised in an orphanage, Grenouille grows into a strangely detached boy with a superhuman sense to smell. After growing to maturity as a tanner's apprentice, he makes his first delivery to Paris, where he revels in the new odors. He focuses on a girl selling plums and startles her with his behavior. To prevent her from crying out, he covers the girl's mouth and unintentionally suffocates her. After realizing that she is dead, he strips her body naked and smells her until the scent fades. Afterwards, Grenouille becomes haunted by the desire to preserve scents forever.
After making a delivery to a perfume shop, Grenouille amazes the owner, Giuseppe Baldini (Dustin Hoffman), with his ability to create fragrances. He revitalizes the perfumer's career with new formulas, demanding only that Baldini teach him how to convert scents into perfume. Baldini explains that all perfumes are a harmony of twelve individual scents, and may contain a theoretical thirteenth scent. He also tells a story about a perfume discovered in an Egyptian tomb that was so perfect that it affected the entire world the moment the bottle was opened. However, when Grenouille discovers that Baldini's method will not capture all scents, he becomes depressed and leaves to learn superior methods in Grasse. En route to Grasse, Grenouille realizes that he has no scent of his own, and is therefore a cipher. He decides that creating the perfect smell will prove his worth.

Grenouille stands alone amongst the orgy his perfume has created.
Grenouille finds work in Grasse assisting with perfumes. After some experimenting, he succeeds in preserving the scent of a woman by cutting her hair, covering her in animal fat, and then distilling the fat. To force the woman to undergo the procedure, however, he must kill her. Grenouille embarks on a killing spree, murdering beautiful virgins and capturing their scents. He dumps the girls' naked corpses around the city, creating an uproar that threatens to tear the city apart. Nearing completion, Grenouille selects a beautiful young lady, Laura (Rachel Hurd-Wood), for his thirteenth scent, the lynchpin of his perfect perfume. Laura's wealthy father, Antoine Richis (Alan Rickman) realizes the danger and attempts to flee the city with his daughter. Grenouille tracks her scent to a roadside inn and sneaks into her room that night. The next morning, Richis discovers Laura lying dead in her bed.
Soldiers capture Grenouille moments after he finishes his perfume. On the day of his execution, he applies a drop of the perfume to himself. The executioner and the crowd in attendance are overwhelmed by the beauty of the perfume. They declare Grenouille innocent before falling into an orgy. Walking out of Grasse unscathed, Grenouille has enough perfume to rule the world, but has discovered that it will not allow him to love or be loved like a normal person. He returns to the fish market where he was born and empties his perfume bottle over his head. Overcome by the scent, the nearby crowd devours him.

Courtesy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perfume_(film)

Ouch that hurts...

Are love games always so enjoying???????
Sometimes no!. Not when I am playing with my husband and "very playfully " I end up getting a box on my nose. My nose throbbed and it pained whenever I sneezed. And the worst part was my dear was absolutely unapolegetic about the whole incident and termed it as an accident.
Why are men so sensitive about cars, gadgets, football, bikes and insensitive about their wives?

Eternal Love: Cartoons

People say all sorts of things. But I still havent stopped watching "these". Well these , ladies and gentlemen are called cartoons. They say you are grown up watch some serious channel why cartoons? but I feel this is something which is 100% pure enjoyment.

I know its not at all real, but then its my own world. Here even if your favourite character falls from a 20 feet high building nothing happens to him. Here you can apply vanishing cream and be invisible, have a scientific lab of your own underneath your house and your parents would not even know of it, have weird animals come out of pokeballs, a small child can beat a man, 100 times his strenght, live in toy land, an becomes your neighbour and girls are born out of chemicals, emotion, love and an unknown element "X".

All through the day I watch them as in repeat telecasts and still do not feel bored. I simply love cartoons. I wish one day I would open my eyes and find all these characters living in my house.

Is there a better way to put that across???

But instead of snow (as snowfall does not happen here), students want something close by, of that nature.

Copyright Bill Waterson

Height of insensitivity

Mumbai, known for fashion, hi lifestyle, clubbing, celebrities and above all Bollywood (the Asian Hollywood). But All of us have, in the past week have definitely gone through the gruesome saga of blood and violence in Mumbai.

Now wait a second, I am not here to re-enact the whole episode, rub salt on those people's losses who have lost a precious someone nor am I going to lambast the government for having a laid back attitude (as always) or the security guys who probably goofed up the entire thing. But I am writing this to understand the depth of "human sensitivity erosion".

A very popular producer of bollywood went with state head and his family member to the blast site not for charity or false show of emotion but to see with his own eyes how actual dead bodies look like, how destruction presents itself in its many ways, how gruesome can death be, how blood get spattered all over the place when a bullet enters a human body. This producer; all he can think is how to show more hatred , more violence, make an hit movie and extract money .
Such a waste of human life and all those values that we teach our children.

Have people forgotten humanity or is this a new fantasy park for jerks like him. I means he is so insensitive that he has to personally visit the site and then doesn't have the guts to admit his doing. The state head, upon asking tells the media that since I was coming he also tagged along. Now how ridiculous can this get? Is he trying to fool the country or himself?

Hope to get my hopes fulfilled

Jaane kya dhoondta hai, ye mera dil
Tujhko kya chaahiye zindagi...


(I sincerely hope I knew what Life wanted from me or what I wanted from life)

Don't Worry... Be Happy

Sometimes when you want the best to happen in your life, everything just keeps going wrong. When you want to say something, but eventually say something which means something else. You try to plan your life in a certain way, but suddenly an error occurs (could be your own miscalculation or whatever), your entire life goes for a toss. Things that you have built up with so much of care, just comes down tumbling all at once. You are so annoyed with yourself, your life, your near and dear ones and everybody else. You feel life is so damn unfair to you and it has always ill treated you in so many ways that we would not even want to talk about. What does one do in these situations? Where does one go? What does one do? Whom should you talk to and whom should you avoid? Do you really can avoid people?
Avoid Negativity
Don’t let people who demoralize you, stay in your life. I don’t say throw them off, but maintain a distance; a distance enough to keep their thoughts away from you.
Let them say whatever they want about your present situation, listen to them, evaluate them but take your own decisions after considering the pros and cons

Have patience
Patience is the state of endurance under difficult circumstances (Source: Wikipedia). Everything will be alright. Remember, every dark cloud has its own silver lining.

Improve yourself
Use this time to improve your skills or whatever you are lacking in. Learn something, keep yourself busy. Don’t just lie down thinking about yourself in a negative manner.

Believe in yourself
Always believe in yourself. There will be times when you will be questioned, but don’t worry and remind yourself to trust your own judgments and opinions and to keep your life focused on believing in yourself.

(This piece of writing is my own and original)

The Broken Wing

I saw her
Trying to hold her hold.
A color among colors;
No... I think it was,
An angel in colors.

Lost in her world
Trying to find some nectar
In flowers, bright and new
washed in the morning dew.

she hopped from one to another
but went never too far
I wondered what was wrong!!!
But couldn’t make out at all.

This colorful angel could not fly,
No matter how hard she tried
She could not fly
For she had a broken wing
A beautiful wing,
a wing made up of yellow and orange stripes.

But alas a broken wing

(This is an original piece of thought. These lines are not begged, borrowed or stolen. I took this pic when I was going to my office. I was sitting in my office and typing whatever came to my mind. I would not call this a poem but a thought put into a few lines.)

Why does it rain?

This is small story which I heard from an old man while I was traveling in a bus from my college to my home. This story is about “why does it rain”.

“Once the sky was out, strolling in the gardens of his palace. Suddenly from a distance, he saw the earth. He was stunned to see the earth; so beautiful. It was colorful. It had the widest variety of colors spread across her. It was many shades of blue where the rivers flowed, shades of green where there were lush green gardens; warm shades of brown and many more. Sky fell in love with the earth. He wanted to come down to the earth and stay with her forever.

Gods grew worried. For if the sky was to descend on the ground, where would the birds fly and the sun and the moon and the stars shine?
There would be darkness all over and the earth would not be able to survive. There would be no life!!! Sky was unyielding and he told the Gods that his demand be met. Later he started pressurizing the Gods.

The Gods were terrified and went to their king for further consultation and suggestions. The king was a clever man and he devised a plan to avoid this situation of mass destruction completely. He asked the Gods to let the matter continue for some more time.

So the Gods requested the Sky not to come down on earth. But the Sky was adamant. And now he wanted to meet the king of Gods, at any cost. So the king of the gods said that they would be allowed to meet only once and that too during the time when there is no night and no day. If he did not succeed, he could never try again. The time to try out his dream was pre-dawn and post night. Sky was very happy and immediately agreed to this suggestion. The whole time, he kept waiting for the night to end. And when he was prepared for the biggest moment of his life, one of the gods took the form of a cock and spoke “cock a doodle doo”. The dawn had arrived. Sky’s most awaited dreams were shattered. He was a broken man now.

Since then whenever the sky comes out of his palace, he looks at the earth, he feels sad and lonely. Since he cannot come on to the ground, he feels miserable for his love and so he cries, cries and cries.

And we asses call it rain.”

What You See

If you look for good, you’ll find good.
If you look for bad, you’ll find bad.

In life, you always find what you look for.
Only thing that matters is - what you choose to see.

If You Think You Can...

If You Think You Can

If you think you are beaten, you are;

If you think you dare not, you don’t;

If you want to win but think you can’t,

It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost;

For out of the world we find

Success begins with a fellow’s will;

It’s all in a state of mind.

Life’s battles don’t always go

to the stronger and faster man,

But sooner or later the man who wins

It the man who thinks he can.