Long time since I had an urge to write. Today am very drowsy and am in a great mood.
I watched "Mungaru male" for the second time yesterday. On the movie ticket "male" meaning rain was spelt "malhe". I dint know how to correctly spell it, but could not get myself to agree
with the pvr fellow's spelling. The program stretched my evening to a little later than I would
have wanted. You see enjoying an evening out with friends is one thing, catching that stupid early morning office shuttle is another thing. Miss this "stupid" shuttle then get caught in
even more "stupid" traffic jams and then what better way to screw up the day!
Then during the weekend watched Chakde! India. Something worth your time. Can guarantee that you wont feel bored even if you dont understand hockey or if you are not an ardent fan
of Shahrukh. And by the way he plays the character and not Shahrukh in the movie..even thats something rare you see. And there are some real feel good factors. You feel good about life in general. Go watch the movie for sheer joy of watching a great movie on our national sport.
I recently read Tarun Tejpal's "Alchemy of desire". This is the first book by the author I am reading. I like the vivid images he gives the reader while describing places and events. The beginning chapters were gripping, but it seems to drag in the melancholic middle chapters, and again comes to life at the end. I felt rather strangely while reading this book. There are places where I felt the author makes one feel there is nothing much to life. The story is in first person. There are times when you feel deeply sad for some characters and utterly irritated by the author's behaviour, his callousness. This is what is the strength of the book I feel. To portray oneself truly, with all the confusion and chaos happening inside, transparent to the reader, is a challenge. Many end up making the reader sympathize. Here I ended up, at times, loathing the author. Took several weeks to complete it. There were days when I just dint want to hear anything from him! Now it all seems good enough.
Then, I seem to be a great believer of destinies these days..all that will-happen-if-it-is-
meant-to-be attitude seems to pop up from nowhere at times. Confusion is the most prevalent
emotion mostly. Cant believe it is the same me who had opinions about almost everything in
life, that too strong ones. I have noticed that only utter confusion drives me to write stuff..may be I try to unclutter by writing..have kind of decided not to plan for sometime about anything.
That makes life simple in fact.
I watched "Mungaru male" for the second time yesterday. On the movie ticket "male" meaning rain was spelt "malhe". I dint know how to correctly spell it, but could not get myself to agree
with the pvr fellow's spelling. The program stretched my evening to a little later than I would
have wanted. You see enjoying an evening out with friends is one thing, catching that stupid early morning office shuttle is another thing. Miss this "stupid" shuttle then get caught in
even more "stupid" traffic jams and then what better way to screw up the day!
Then during the weekend watched Chakde! India. Something worth your time. Can guarantee that you wont feel bored even if you dont understand hockey or if you are not an ardent fan
of Shahrukh. And by the way he plays the character and not Shahrukh in the movie..even thats something rare you see. And there are some real feel good factors. You feel good about life in general. Go watch the movie for sheer joy of watching a great movie on our national sport.
I recently read Tarun Tejpal's "Alchemy of desire". This is the first book by the author I am reading. I like the vivid images he gives the reader while describing places and events. The beginning chapters were gripping, but it seems to drag in the melancholic middle chapters, and again comes to life at the end. I felt rather strangely while reading this book. There are places where I felt the author makes one feel there is nothing much to life. The story is in first person. There are times when you feel deeply sad for some characters and utterly irritated by the author's behaviour, his callousness. This is what is the strength of the book I feel. To portray oneself truly, with all the confusion and chaos happening inside, transparent to the reader, is a challenge. Many end up making the reader sympathize. Here I ended up, at times, loathing the author. Took several weeks to complete it. There were days when I just dint want to hear anything from him! Now it all seems good enough.
Then, I seem to be a great believer of destinies these days..all that will-happen-if-it-is-
meant-to-be attitude seems to pop up from nowhere at times. Confusion is the most prevalent
emotion mostly. Cant believe it is the same me who had opinions about almost everything in
life, that too strong ones. I have noticed that only utter confusion drives me to write stuff..may be I try to unclutter by writing..have kind of decided not to plan for sometime about anything.
That makes life simple in fact.
3 comments:
I once read about a young author writing to his already-a-famous-author Father. In reply to the mail, the Father comments about his sons recent work. In that he asks his son not to kill characters in a story just to get some sympathy. :)
different people write for different reasons... but result is the same... it gives a fulfilling feel, a certain calm and peace. maybe it comes from being able to see oneself more clearly (:
Hmm..Guna, I feel when one writes to seek someone's appeal, one loses out on the story(or the very intention) or on feelings. Well writing should be merciless even to the self!!
And like Req says it gives me clarity although not always lasting... Ya i dont look for answers always, there are many a time when all i am trying to do is get the question right!!
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