Saturday, November 3, 2012

Of Work, Icarus Paradox, Rachel Dwyer...

Long time no see.

This past week was terrible, and the next week is even more terrible in terms of work. Three assignments, two midterms, two full days of classes before the midterms, class until 8, a Chicago trip, and household work—I am already getting tensed. How will I cope? I didn't have the time to read even the newspaper—I was just skimming through the news. When work piles up, I feel helpless and lonely. But what else can we do? :) That may be the purpose. 

I don't have much to write about, though. I have to send emails to so many people. I haven't responded to their mail. U, M, A, A, C, R, and D...I must mail M. I just keep postponing. She sent me a long message on Facebook. She wrote such beautiful mail that I read it every time I logged onto Facebook and shed a tear. Solitude has switched places with perpetual loneliness. Why can't everyone be happy? I hope people find real happiness and remove the masks they wear. I remember what Anuradha's mom told her in The Last Song Of Dusk, "in this life, my darling, there is no mercy." 

I am also trying to make peace with the tyranny of distance. Some say distance makes the heart grow fonder. But it is right when they say: Out of Sight, Out of Mind. The hardest thing is just to convince yourself. I will like I always have.

I absolutely love organisational behavior class, in other terms, it is also called the human resources. It is more of psychology. This week's topic was conflict resolution. How do you resolve conflict in a team? During the discussion, someone said that sometimes working with a rude and demanding boss who ridicules you is good, as he makes you tougher. Look at the military; people are tough there because of disciplined bosses. Then, someone pointed out that the military also has the highest suicide rate in the world. People get so affected psychologically that they get emotionally stunted. I totally agree with this. I just cannot work with a person who mocks and ridicules continuously. Prefer to be direct in communication rather than adopting negative ways to motivate. But I love this class. I also learned something called the Icarus Paradox. More on that class later.

Icarus was a figure in Greek mythology who fashioned some wings out of feathers and beeswax to escape an island. So enamored of his new found ability to fly, Icarus ignored warnings not to fly too close to the sun. Upon getting close to the sun, the beeswax melted, his wings fell off, and he plummeted to his death. This tale forms the Icarus Paradox: The same thing that had made Icarus successful is what led to his downfall. In his overconfidence he had become blind to the dangers of flying too close to the sun.

And do watch this video. It is a discussion on the life of Yash Chopra conducted at Brown University. Barkha Dutt and Rachel Dwyer talk about him. Rachel Dwyer is one of the most respected voices in Hindi cinema. She teaches PhD students at Oxford University doing their thesis on Hindi cinema. Isn't it fascinating that one of the experts on Hindi cinema is a foreigner? She writes such brilliant insights on Hindi cinema. I am considering doing some courses with her if possible. I will write to her. But the only thing that stops me is money. How will I make a living out of it? Can I teach cinema? Neither am I a good critic (think more from heart) nor a good teacher? So how will I live? I get withdrawal symptoms sometimes. I still don't know what I want to do, but reading and writing about cinema comes very close. In the video, she talks about Yash Chopra (she has written a book on him), his life, and his upbringing. I love the part of Silsila and Lamhe. She also says there were different Yash Chopras - one of the Dhool Ka Phool, one of Deewar and Kaala Pathhar, and the third of Darr and films afterward. Barkha makes a fascinating point that his films were based on romance, but in essence, they also explored the darker side of love. Extramarital affairs, getting married to the wrong person, falling in love with your mother's lover. Rachel makes an equally fascinating point that his films made us think about what we would do if we were in their place. In Darr, he made SRK a stalker, yet the audience was rooting for him. Brilliant. I love such people. I have seen only half of it. Will see it completely. Here is the link. 

Got to run...more later.

Dialogue of the Day. 
Raj: "हे Simran, चाँद निकल आया "
Simran: “कहाँ ?”
Raj: “वोह देखो "
— Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge

P.S. — Who would not fall in love with Raj? He is such a charmer.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Of Armaan, Strengths Finder, and Halloween...



Yesterday, I watched Armaan. Remember, it was the first film of Honey Irani. She is a very famous screenplay writer. She wrote screenplay for movies, such as Lamhe, Aaina, Darr, Krissh, and Koi Mil Gaya among others. She is also the mother of Zoya Akhtar and Farhan Akhtar and the maternal aunt (or massi) of Farah Khan and Sajid Khan. I had always wanted to see Armaan but never got the time to specially download it, so this week while I was browsing some films at the library, I found Armaan. I immediately took it with me. Armaan is the story of Dr. Siddharth Sinha (Amitabh Bachchan), owner of a hospital in Chandipur who requires funds for running it. His adopted son, Dr. Aakash Sinha (Anil Kapoor), is a top neurosurgeon. He meets with Dr. Neha Mathur (Gracy Singh) and falls in love with her. Due to some turn of events, Dr. Siddharth dies and Aakash marries Sonia Kapoor (Preity Zinta), a short tempered, stubborn and spoilt daughter of a rich industrialist, who promises to give him funds for the hospital. Honestly, I was very disappointed by the film. Some unintentionally funny sequences in the operating room, terrible acting by Gracy Singh, even more terrible acting by side characters - Armaan was a big let down. The film had the potential to go to some new boundaries. In one scene, Sonia meets with an accident and is lying on the operating table having just 5% chance of survival. Siddharth's ghost comes and asks this question to Aakash. What is she died during the operation? What will the world say to him? That he killed his wife because she was troubling him? And if he doesn't do the operation, he will fail as a doctor because he didn't do his duty. If she survives, she is going to make his life hell again. I thought this scene could actually have been such a fantastic theme to explore..the moral dilemma of a doctor. But the film chose a very simple path rather than exploring some ethical issues - a successful operation with a change of heart in Sonia - no dilemma. There were so many scenes which I thought could have provided a very meaty film but it didn't. There was this film that had come - My Wife's Murder starring Anil Kapoor and Suchitra Krishnamurty. I think that too explored some of these issues. I haven't seen it though. So many movies to be seen and so less time. But I was disappointed with Armaan. However, Preity Zinta was fabulous. She was the best performer in the film even overshadowing Amitabh Bachchan. She was effortless as the impulsive Sonia, a very natural performance, perhaps one of her best till date. The last scene where she walks away from Aakash's life with tears rolling down her eyes is stunning. She saved the film from utter boredom. The music is soothing, one of my all time favorite songs, Mere Zindagi Me Aye Ho, is in this movie. Some dialogues were really good, after all Javed Akhtar wrote them.



अपनी मोहब्बत को अपने हाथों से दफनाना आसान नहीं होता

ज़िन्दगी अगर एक धुन है, तो हम दोनों उसे अलग अलग सुरों में गाते है, और इसलिए साथ नहीं गा सकते...

As part of the course, I had to take the Gallup's Strength Finder Assessment. Yeah, I know what my strengths are  - to constantly get worried, under confidence, and a loser in life :{ But I had to do it and this is what it threw. My top 5 strengths are:



Intellection
Learner
Empathy
Responsibility
Context

This is what the personalized assessment said in detail about the top five strengths. The more I read in detail, the more I think it that it is somewhat true. 


Intellection
You like to think. On the other hand, this mental activity may very well lack focus. The theme of Intellection does not dictate what you are thinking about; it simply describes that you like to think. You are the kind of person who enjoys your time alone because it is your time for musing and reflection. You are introspective. In a sense you are your own best companion, as you pose yourself questions and try out answers on yourself to see how they sound. This introspection may lead you to a slight sense of discontent as you compare what you are actually doing with all the thoughts and ideas that your mind conceives. Or this introspection may tend toward more pragmatic matters such as the events of the day or a conversation that you plan to have later. Wherever it leads you, this mental hum is one of the constants of your life.

Learner
You love to learn. The subject matter that interests you most will be determined by your other themes and experiences, but whatever the subject, you will always be drawn to the process of learning. This Learner theme does not necessarily mean that you seek to become the subject matter expert, or that you are striving for the respect that accompanies a professional or academic credential. The outcome of the learning is less significant than the “getting there.”

Empathy
You can sense the emotions of those around you. You can feel what they are feeling as though their feelings are your own. Intuitively, you are able to see the world through their eyes and share their perspective. You do not necessarily agree with each person’s perspective. You do not necessarily feel pity for each person’s predicament - this would be sympathy, not Empathy. You do not necessarily condone the choices each person makes, but you do understand. This instinctive ability to understand is powerful. You hear the unvoiced questions. You anticipate the need. Where others grapple for words, you seem to find the right words and the right tone. You help people find the right phrases to express their feelings - to themselves as well as to others. You help them give voice to their emotional life. For all these reasons other people are drawn to you.

Responsibility
Your Responsibility theme forces you to take psychological ownership for anything you commit to, and whether large or small, you feel emotionally bound to follow it through to completion. Your good name depends on it. If for some reason you cannot deliver, you automatically start to look for ways to make it up to the other person. Apologies are not enough. Excuses and rationalizations are totally unacceptable. You will not quite be able to live with yourself until you have made restitution. This conscientiousness, this near obsession for doing things right, and your impeccable ethics, combine to create your reputation: utterly dependable. Your willingness to volunteer may sometimes lead you to take on more than you should.

Context
You look back. You look back because that is where the answers lie. You look back to understand the  present. From your vantage point the present is unstable, a confusing clamor of competing voices. It is only by casting your mind back to an earlier time, a time when the plans were being drawn up, that the present regains its stability. The earlier time was a simpler time. It was a time of blueprints. As you look back, you begin to see these blueprints emerge.You realize what the initial intentions were. These blueprints or intentions have since become so embellished that they are almost unrecognizable, but now this Context theme reveals them again.

We also had a session for this and they said Context is one of the rarest strengths in people. 

Anyways, yesterday was Halloween Party. To tell you the truth, I hated it. I don't know why but it felt so weird. Ewww.. it was at some body's place..if it was at a pub/bar, I might have enjoyed it slightly though. But don't know why I just hated it. Fake people with fake feelings, fake dresses, photos only for Facebook.. I am such a socially outcast person no? Perhaps that is why...

I totally missed Saif Kareena celebrations. I was checking updates every day. Ya, call me cheap but I was going through all their wedding pictures on the news sites :) Saif and Kareena make one of the most beautiful couples ever in the world. Just look at their picture below. Fifty years later, this picture would become a classic. 




Anyways, more later..

Dialogue of the Day:
"अपनी तनहाइयों का मुझे कोई ग़म नहीं, तुमने किसी के साथ मोहब्बत निभा तो दी, चलो कोई वादा तो पूरा कर रहे हो" - नेहा, अरमान

"मैं कौन सी मोहब्बत निभा रहा हूँ, और कौन से वादे पूरा कर रहा हूँ, लगता है तुम कुछ समझ ही नहीं पाई हो" - आकाश, अरमा

Monday, October 22, 2012

Of Yash Chopra, Emptied and Replenished, and All I Want Is...

Long time no see..

Yash Chopra died a few days ago. I felt terrible. I don't know whether I have felt such a feeling of loss for any film celebrity before. I was shocked by the news. I actually shed some tears, where as otherwise I am usually emotionless about whatever happens. I don't know why. Yash Chopra taught me to love movies, and more importantly taught what love is and what it feels like. His movies created this world with larger than life characters guided solely by emotions. Whether it is Viren's unrequited love for Pallavi in Lamhe, Nisha's heartbreaking poise when she learns that Rahul is not in love with her in Dil To Pagal Hai, Vijay's grace in accepting that his wife could once have a lover in Kabhie Kabhie, or Veer and Zara's supreme sacrifices for each other in Veer Zaara, no body seriously no body can project romance as perfectly as Yash ji did. He was so ahead of his time. I don't think anyone had the guts to make a film like Lamhe which was sheer poetry in motion. In an interview, he says Lamhe remains his favorite film. Lamhe remains my all time favorite film too and I have already written about it many times here. I have learnt so much from his movies. It is a great loss for all of us. The thrill of watching a Yash Chopra film is simply unmatched. Isn't it befitting that his last film is called Jab Tak Hai Jaan..who would have thought that he won't even live to see it being released? I am going miss watching a Yash Chopra movie...RIP

Shah Rukh, who is my favorite person on Twitter these days (seriously he should think of being a writer, he is awesome) gave a moving tribute to Yash ji. It is so beautiful. He says,

Whenever my loved ones depart...I feel a part of me extinguishes itself with them. Will there come a day, that I will no longer have a bit of myself to let go of? And then the thought follows...that every time they have taken some of me, with them onto their last journey , I have found a fragment of them left inside me too...I will always have some love to give and I will always be both emptied and replenished by the loved ones I lose. I keep you with me Yash ji and I miss u too Yash ji...lots.

I also found the interview where he says why Lamhe is his favorite film. It is a three part interview. The first one is here. There is so much to learn from people no?



As Shah Rukh tweeted those magical words, Meredith said almost similar lines in Episode 2 of Season 9. She talks about how the hospital has given her as much as it has taken away from her similar to what he says that he will be emptied and replenished by the love of the people he loses. She says,

This is a place where horrible things happen. You were right to go. You’re probably escaping disaster. Look at me, I practically grew up here and you’re right. It’s hurt me in ways I’ll probably never get over. I have a lot of memories of people. People I've lost forever but I have a lot of other memories too. This is the place where I fell in love. The place where I found my family. This is where I learned to be a doctor. Where I learned how to take responsibility for someone else’s life. And it’s the place I met you. So I figure this place has given me as much as it’s taken from me. I've lived here just as much as I've survived here. It just depends on how I look at it. I’m gonna choose to look at it that way and remember you that way.

Beautiful words...

And as Mark died, in the episode they showed how he died. While he was dying, he said this to Avery.

"I want you to promise me something, if you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing, even if you’re scared that it will cause problems. Even if you’re scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it and you say it loud. And then you go from there.” 

It is as if someone also believes in what I have always said before here :)

And when the episode ended, the song played was terrific. It is called All I Want by Kodaline.


When you said your last goodbye
I died a little bit inside
I lay in tears in bed all night
alone without you by my side

but If you loved me
why did you leave me

take my body
take my body
all I want is
all I need is
to find somebody
like you..


I have been listening to this song for the past two-three days. Its original video is very different. I cringed at first but after you get used to the initial shock, it tells an awesome story. Watch it here.



It is a funny thing. My friend P was discussing with me how she has a crush on this guy and she has told this guy but she feels embarrassed now. I was like what is there to be embarrassed, and then told her that being in love is such a beautiful feeling which only some people can feel, so she should enjoy this as much as she can. One doesn't know how time changes. She got so happy on hearing this, perhaps she heard what she wanted to hear.


Some things happened and I don't feel like talking about them..Why does it always happen like this? No more mood off because I have to be happy for myself :) Nobody is going to help me.

Dialogue of the Day:

This is life, bad things happen, it's hard. But you find your people, you find your person, and you lean on them.
 – Meredith

"काश....काश मैं तुम्हारी जगह होता रोहित."
- Aman, Kal Ho Na Ho 

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Of Thinking, Barfi, McGregor and Moms

Long time no see. Had exams this week. It was fun giving an open-book exam. Everything was allowed, from notes to the book to cheat sheets, except the Internet. It was very challenging. The professor made one comment during the exam. He said to learn to think rather than use the Internet for everything. You get paid for thinking; otherwise, they pay minimum wages to people in India who make beautiful PPTs for picking stuff from the Internet. Ouch! I was the one who used to do that at minimum wage ;-) But I love reading everything and anything on the Internet. That may be why I am not such a great thinker. My viewpoint is formed by what I read on the Internet. But I loved what Barkha Dutt writes in her column today. I know she is scam-tainted and all, but her writing style is beautiful. The way she uses words to bring that emotion (which seems forced on TV, though) is what I wish I could have. She writes:

Surely, irrespective of our ideological proclivities, our minds would be more drawn to a conversation that tells us something we don’t know? Or at the very least exposes us to a contrarian view that fiddles around with our doctrinaire comfort zones? After all, wasn't the job of the journalist to dig up the nuances left buried by an avalanche of polarized politics? If you’re shaped by the Socratic ideal of the unexamined life not being worth living, the absence of self-doubt and the assertion of smug certitude can make for extremely dull television viewing — even when it’s your own ideological compatriot doing the hectoring. As a student of mass communication, one of the first films I watched was Akira Kurosawa’s masterpiece Rashomon in which the same crime is recounted in completely divergent ways, casting a doubt on the singularity of Truth. Wasn't journalism meant to explore these many shades of truth?

And after the exams were over, I finally watched Barfi. No prizes for guessing, I loved it. The stars of the film are Ranbir Kapoor and Priyanka Chopra. Two of my favorite stars are always trying to do something new, which constantly challenges them. They are rockstars. What acting they have done.. I am so happy that they received appreciation for their role after the boring Anjaana Anjaani (the film was nice, but challenging to watch again), which they had done together. I haven't seen any of the English movies that Barfi is copied from - The Notebook and all. Maybe he made it for people like me who haven't seen these movies. Anurag Basu, who himself suffered from cancer at one point in time, has made such a remarkable film without the pity and sentimentality that is typically associated with such movies. As Rajeev Masand puts it, Bhansali should watch Barfi to realize that people with special abilities can lead happy lives. It is difficult to believe that Basu is the same man who made Murder. I loved Murder and Life in a Metro, but was indifferent to Kites. Even Ileana was terrific in the movie. One of my favorite scenes in the movie was the test that Barfi used to do on his friends. When he tested Shruti, she didn't leave him, but instead slightly stepped back. In contrast, when he tested Jhilmil, she didn't even move an inch. That actually was the story of the film. Shruti was in love with him, but perhaps she didn't dare to make some difficult decisions, and when she did, it was too late, while Jhilmil stood the test of time. What I also liked was the hard-to-believe honesty of the characters. At one point, Shruti says she wasn't that sad that Jhilmil was lost, but was happy as she got Barfi. We all experience some pleasure when we get something at the cost of others, but we do not say such things, no? In fact, in the end, when Jhilmil was calling Barfi, Shruti would pretend not to hear, and both she and Barfi would walk away from the school. Or the terrific scene where Barfi realizes that has no competition in front of the Ranjeet..and my absolute favorite (which could never be possible in real life) was when Shruti's mom takes her to the jungle and shows her the man she used to love once. Was Shruti's mom wrong? She made some pragmatic choices that she thought would give her happiness. She did not get love in life, but at least she got what she wanted - a secure life, perhaps. What I also liked was that they didn't judge Shruti's mom at all. They did not try to portray her as a selfish woman who left a guy just because he didn't have money. In fact, she was one of my favorite characters in the movie. The conversations between Shruti and her mom were profound.
श्रुति: माँ, खामिशी भी तो प्यार की एक जुबान होती है.
माँ: वो ख़ामोशी ही धीरे धीरे एक दिन तुम्हारे प्यार को खामोश कर देगी, किसने कहा की प्यार सिर्फ एक बार होता है.

The film discusses the importance of making choices and taking risks, as not taking a risk is another risk in itself. These were my favorite dialogues, all by Shruti:

हम शब्दों को सुनते थे लेकिन उन्हें महसूस नहीं करते थे..हम हर तरह से पूरे थे लेकिन हमारा प्यार अधूरा था..बर्फी अधूरा था लेकिन उसका प्यार हर तरह से पूरा था.

झिलमिल ने सोच समझ कर प्यार नहीं किया और न उसने प्यार हो जाने के बाद कुछ सोचा समझा..उसने सुख और आराम की ज़िन्दगी बिताने के लिए प्यार नहीं किया..उसने बस प्यार किया और ज़िन्दगी अपने आप सुख और आराम से बीतती गयी.

बर्फी ने सिखाया था खुशियाँ छोटी छोटी चीज़ों में होती है..हथेली पर पानी में भी जहाज़ तैरते हैं..कागज़ की चिड़िया के भी पंख होते है.

And as always, my cosmic connection theory comes into play. Yesterday, I watched Barfi and then started Season 9 of Grey's Anatomy. The same thing happened in it as well. Mark and Lexie died together. My favorite people on Grey's. The same thing happens in Barfi as well. And one more Barfi connection. Today I went to this small town called McGregor. I loved it. I was the only one from my class who went. The rest of the people were busy partying. It was sponsored by the University, and I know I am not going to visit any place on my own. I don't want to miss these chances. Phir pata nahi kab milega..if I am thrown out of here after two years :{ It is a small town situated in a mountainous area and near a river. There was an art festival on the streets. At one kiosk, a man was making bubbles exactly like those in Barfi, the types that Jhilmil sees just before that song Aashiyaan. I was amazed by the coincidence. It always happens... these small cosmic connections. I was trying to click some pictures and the man comes and says to me.."You know I have had a bubble show so many times. Of the 35 people who come, 30 are photographers. What is with bubbles and photographers?" Then I told him about Jhilmil and the way she used to see everything upside down. However, these days, if you carry an SLR, people assume you are a skilled photographer. I have had a D-SLR for one year and still know nothing. I struggle so much with manual mode..use it only for macro pictures ..just cannot cannot cannot keep the camera steady at low shutter speeds :{ And you know, there was another young girl who seemed fascinated by the bubble, just like Jhilmil. I tried clicking here as well. It was my 'Barfi' moment, and I have named her the 'Barfi girl.'






This week, Varsha Bhonsle, Asha Bhonsle's daughter, died. Rachel Dwyer posted a moving article that Varsha had written for her mother, Asha. It is such a fantastic article. What is it with people that they write the best about their moms or dads? Many of the best articles I have read are written movingly about their mothers. I wish I could write one such for my mom someday. 

If I were to sum up my mother in one word, it would have to be zidd:'wilfulness' or 'obstinacy' doesn't connote the shades of determination and the readiness to toil that I associate with it and her. The more formidable the task, the harder she applies herself to it.

Haven't people on Twitter lost all their sense of shame? They make jokes about anything and everything, even a person's death.

I also wrote an article for my school blog. Since everything I write is posted here, the link for that one is 

Have to write about so many other things. The following two months are going to be more difficult. Something happened yesterday, but I'm not keeping my hopes high. End me, I only get disappointed. More later.

Dialogue of the Day:

"बर्फी ने आज़ाद बादल की तरह जीना सिखाया..उलटे पैर में सीधे पैर की जुराब पेहेनना सिखाया..पर सबसे बड़ी बात यह सिखाई की Life में सबसा बड़ा risk होता हो कभी कोई risk नहीं लेना."
—Shruti, Barfi

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Of Imperfect God

Just saw this heartfelt interview of Jerry Pinto by Madhu Trehan on Newslaundry. I don't remember seeing any interview with such genuine honesty and a child like innocence. Jerry talks about living life with a mad mother, atheism, belief in God, the imperfection of God, doubts, Leela Samson, Arundhati Roy, writing, teaching.

I loved the part where he talks about the dilemma of an atheist - who to blame for your misfortunes and suffering. Also, when he says that there are two places he came closest to finding God - Banaras and Rome. And also where he recounts the guilt of a child - narrating a story of little girl who thought she was responsible for her house being bombed. The following is an excerpt from his book "Em and The Big Hoom", in which he has written about his mentally challenged mother, learning to let go and losing faith in God. He narrates the same passage in the interview as well. It is deeply moving...some absolutely beautiful lines in there. Will write more about it later.

"I lost my faith as an hourglass loses sand. There was no breaking moment but one day I found myself reading the Gospel without a twinge. I had always hated the Gospels because they had unhappy endings, all four of them. They seemed rush stories. He's born. He grows up. He preaches. He cures. He saves. All this is in the course of a few chapters. And then that Thursday and Friday, the horror of his foreknowledge, the last desperate plea to be permitted to elude this ordeal, the abandonment by friends who cannot keep vigil with him, the humiliation of his nakedness, the pain of the scourgings and the crown of thorns, the mocking crowds, the crying women, the cross, the crucifixion and even the last request – 'I thirst' – denied. I had always felt genuine distress at all this. I could not bear to read it, could not bear to put it down. It was the pain of empathy, the sorrow that this should happen to anyone.'

"That pain vanished one day. I read the passion through to check myself again. I read another version by another evangelist and was left unmoved. I remember being vaguely relieved and slightly guilty. I did not even realize at that moment that I had lost my faith. What I had left was a syrupy sentimentality and aesthetic appreciation of the Gregorian chant, the form of the fasting Buddha, and a love of stories. This is the standard equipment of the neo-atheist: eager to allow other people to believe, unwilling to proselytize to his own world which seems bleaker without God but easier to accept.'

"No one could offer any explanation for the suffering I watched my mother go through. Nothing I read or heard fitted with the notion of a compassionate God, and God's compassion, one uncomplicated, unequivocal miracle of happiness, was the only thing that could have helped. The sophisticated arguments of all the wise men of faith – their talk about the sins of a past life, the attachment to desire, the lack of perfect submission – only convinced me that there was something capricious about God. How could one demand perfect submission from those who are imperfect? How could one create desire and then expect everyone to pull the plug on it? And if God were capricious, then God was imperfect. If God were imperfect, God was not God.'

"But being an atheist offers a terrible problem. There is nothing you can do with the feeling that the world has done you wrong or that you, in turn, have hurt someone. I wavered and struggled for a long time before I exiled myself from God's mansion."

Do watch the interview here. I love Madhu Trehan and what she is doing with Newslaundry. I think this is my dream job.

Dialogue of the Day:

"खूबसूरती सादगी में होती है. इसे नकली सजावट से ख़राब मत करना"

  – Kaho Na Pyaar Hai

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Of Mail, Indianapolis, And Eugene Cernan...

Hmmm...

Long time no see..

Last week I wrote about Judy no? I had sent her an email and this is what she replied to me..

I am so happy you wrote. You know I've been thinking about you and was about to ask M for your email. You read my mind. 


I am truly honored and touched about what you wrote. Your sincerity, inquisitiveness and honesty are at the essence of true leadership. Leadership is not about the loud band leader who beckons everyone to follow. The real leaders have a deep understanding of others and seek to help others be the best they can be. 


I believe that we are all connected Pankaj It is interesting that somehow I touched upon an aspect that you have dwelled on, the speaking up. I think our meeting and interaction was meant to be. Speaking up, in my mind, is not just the act of speaking but the self-recognition of the worthiness of what lies within and the need for your knowing to be shared with others. You have a depth of understanding, insight and compassion, Pankaj, that I know can be of benefit to others. 

This a new and strange world to you! With time, you will know what is worth adapting to and what is not worth adapting to. In the midst, you will feel your values and certainty challenged. Yet it is in that very challenge that you will learn what matters most to you. 

I have been away from my family, especially my children for 5 long days (the longest since I've had children!), so this was a big change for me. I just returned home last night. Your email and your words are like gold to me, for it is knowing that I have benefited others, that it makes the travel and the being away from my children worth its while. So my thank you! 

Keep in touch. Know your gifts. And enjoy all that which is around you.

And I came back from Indianapolis. It was so expensive. I spent $330 for the hotel stay plus another $50 for the food plus another $200 for registration :( There was a career fair there. It is so difficult to sell yourself and especially for a loser like me who doesn't even know how to talk :( I was so depressed seeing the atmosphere there..thousands of MBAs from all over the US running all over the place to find a job. I met people from office - A, A and P. They had also come. I just wanted to run away from that place. I actually came out early the first day. I was like I have spent so much money, at least I should see the city. It is a beautiful city. I also made a good friend R. He is in second year at my college. He saw me standing in one corner when I was just looking at things there. He came up to me and said, "feeling depressed?" Then he told me that these fairs are not for introvert people like me and him. He also wanted to get out of there. And then we both went and explored the city. He told me so many things which I will write later but that was the only good part of the trip. Then we went to a pub and had locally brewed beer. I loved it. Usually I don't like beer but I had two glasses. All the while we were talking about life and our insecurities. Then after that I went to two churches as well. They were beautiful. 
















The last pic is taken at Hooters. Interesting...

On Modern Family, I was so amazed by Phil. It brought tears in my eyes. He is such a great father and a great husband. Awesome he is... Here is what happens. He talks about Eugene Cernan who is called the coolest father ever.


Phil: “I want to be Eugene Cernan.”
Alex: “Who’s Eugene Cernan?”
Phil: “Apollo 17 astronaut. Last man on the moon. Coolest dad of all time. When he was leaving the moon, he reached down and wrote his daughter’s initials into the lunar surface. Since there’s no atmosphere…”
Alex: “They’ll be there forever. Wow, so every time she looks in the sky she’ll know there’s a message just for her.”
Phil: “Exactly. That’s why dads everywhere hate Eugene Cernan.


All through the episode he tried doing something that would be a great memory for him and Alex. In the end, he did this absolutely brilliant thing. He wrote the initials of Alex (AD) on the board of a restaurant that was named Moonbeam. Fantastic no? Fathers are great. As they say, fathers are closer to daughters and mothers are closer to sons. I still remember this quote from Desperate Housewives, it said: "the best fathers are those who make the women in their lives feel like good mothers." And I read this even more awesome story yesterday where a dad advised his young son about porn. So cool are fathers no? Read about him here (http://www.salon.com/2012/09/30/finding_your_kids_porn/). Who do you want as a kid? A boy? A girl? 




I know I should have written a better post..I had five things pending from last week but I don't feel like writing about them now :( Getting worried about some things..anyways...

Dialogue of the Day:

"They say the important thing in life isn’t the destination, it’s the journey. the challenges you face along the way; the unexpected twists and turns; the disappointments you overcome, but they’re wrong. it’s all about the destination."
 - Manny, Modern Family

"ये जो वक़्त है न यहाँ जो हम काट रहे है, ये बहुत अच्छा टाइम है...देखना आगे चल कर हम इसे याद करेंगे और हसेंगे.."
- Geet, Jab We Met


Saturday, September 22, 2012

Of You, Band Baaja Baaraat, Joseph Anton, Reading People and Jab Tak Hai Jaan..

Ok..long time no see..It's been a long roller coaster of a week. So many things happened during the week..I don't know from where to begin. Usually I have nothing to write but for this week I have about ten things to write..I will write only some of them today and save the others for next week. 

Finally after more than a month, I got a chance to speak to you. The first sentence you said to me was that you miss me so much. I was so happy when you told this to me ya. You said so many things about me. I cannot tell you how much I miss speaking to you ya. I was so happy when you told me that you have found someone again. I know these were some tough and lonely months for you but you finally found love again. And you wanted to share this with me. I know you would look perfect with anybody ya but I am really happy for you. I was actually seeing the pictures of your special person and it is true what you said..you both make a cute couple :) But you know as I was so happy for you, I felt a bit sad for myself..slightly jealous as well.. I know I am so stupid but what do I do no? I hate myself for this but whenever I speak to you I start welling up. It isn't that I intentionally do it but since I can tell you anything, all the things which I keep to myself start coming out. I can lose myself in  front of you but with others I have this guard around me. I am really sorry for that but what do I do? Sometimes it feels really lonely ya.. You always keep on saying things about me..That is enough for me..what else can I expect? I don't even have a right to expect anything. Thank you... and ya I really wish you a life time of happiness...Please don't forget me and thora sa miss karte rehna..

And you know this week after I saw the amazing trailer of Jab Tak Hai Jaan, I was reminded of my favorite scene from Band Baaja Baraat. I love the scene where Shruti pretends that she has no feelings for  Bittoo.  Especially the point when Shruti sees herself in the mirror. It is as if she is watching this whole new Shruti and her emotions in the mirror. And then she talks and consoles herself addressing her own self in third person. It again reflects this new Shruti which she never thought could be in her. Perhaps that is why they have kept this mirror in front of her during the whole scene to show different person. It is a fabulous scene and Anushkha is terrific in it. And you know, I read this short story The Mirror by Murakami. It is such a thought provoking story and it says, "The most frightening thing in the world is our own self." Isn't it actually true? 


I liked Band Baaja Baaraat just because of Shruti. As a character Shruti behaved slightly irrationally when her love wasn't reciprocated which is very natural but then she became more pragmatic and graceful. She learnt to accept some things...to not take things seriously. At one point in the film, she says to Bittoo that she fell in love with him but he didn't.. so what's the big deal? Why is he making a fuss out of it. As they said "jiske saath vyapaar karo usse kabhi na pyaar karo." The more she runs after him, the more she will get hurt herself. Learn to live with it no?.. Do watch this scene here. 



Taking of addressing in third person, Salma Rushdie's autobiographical Joseph Anton is out this week. To me, he is God. I started to love books because of two authors - Salman Rushdie and Jane Austen. In the book, Rushdie talks about his years when he was living in hiding due to a fatwa against him for writing The Satanic Verses. During those years, he had taken this alias Joseph Anton after two  of his favorite authors Jospeh Conrad and Anton Chekov. As Salil Tripathi writes in the Mint, He chose Joseph Anton, after Conrad and Chekhov. Conrad, because in The Nigger of the Narcissus, a sick seaman called James Wait is about to make a difficult voyage, and another seafarer asks him why, and Wait says, “I must live before I die, mustn’t I?” And Chekhov, because he was “the master of loneliness and melancholy, of the beauty of an old world destroyed, like the trees in a cherry orchard, by the brutality of the new; Chekhov, whose Three Sisters believed that real life was elsewhere and yearned eternally for a Moscow to which they could not return.” 



Incidentally, Rushdie addresses himself all the while in third person in the entire book. He says addressing himself in third person made him more objective. As Salil Tripathi continues, 

Rushdie today is not the Rushdie of 1988; he wants to look back at the past with the objectivity distance brings, observing his younger self, commenting on his decisions grand and small, and reflecting on his opinions, describing the actions he took—brave at times, mean at some others. As a literary device, it works.

Do read Salil Tripathi's and Indrajit Hazra's delightful reviews of the book here. 

Think of what the poet Baal said in The Satanic Verses: “A poet’s work: to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep.”

How can someone write so beautifully? I am amazed by people's creativity. I have to read it soon. I have to watch Midnight's Children too.

I was so irritated at some things. Some people in my class had formed a perception about some things which irritated me so much. This is what I don't like. At one point, they say American culture respects individualism and then they pass too many judgements about the way certain people are? Isn't it a dichotomy?


Yesterday, we had a cross cultural training session only for the international students in our class. There was this amazing person, Judy Shen-Filerman, who is an MBA from Harvard and runs a cross cultural training firm. She was called to teach some American cultural traits to international students and to tell us that how difficult and different it is to find a job here if you are an international student. It is all networking which is very different from where we come from. She told us to prepare a fifteen-thirty second pitch that we need to say during career fairs to potential employers. She then gave a feedback to each of us on how to improve the pitch. People wrote some great ones talking about their achievements and all. One guy said he was the first employee to be given the power of signature in his company. I have nothing to sell honestly and  I wrote a very simple one. And you know she called it the best in the class. After getting some not so good feedback in mock interviews earlier in the week (one feedback I got was to improve personal grooming..huh?!?!?!), this actually felt good. I admit I am a terrible interviewee and I know how much problems I will face here :{ But what she said made my day. And in the end when she was about to leave, she specially came up to me and said that she sees a writer in me. And then she said, "you noticed that I did not go to anybody. But I have to come up to you especially. I want to say to you that I can see that you are a talented person just by the way you wrote but one advise I will give to you is speak a bit more. And you have a great smile."  I really don't know why she said to me to speak more. There were people who spoke nothing at all. I spoke and asked a few questions as well during the session  but it was as if she knew me from before that I don't speak much. Isn't it amazing how some people can read others in one meeting and for some it takes a lifetime? And then she asked my name and told me to send her a mail and to be in touch. I felt so thankful to her for this. Sometimes I really wonder if I am that transparent? Am I that bad kya? Mere saath sab theek ho jayega na? After some not so good things that I heard this week, this felt good. Thank you so much Judy. 

I cannot wait for Jab Tak Hai Jaan. As Anupama Chopra tweeted, "I'm a total sucker for pretty people in love and all things Yash Chopra so can't wait to see Jab Tak Hain Jaan!" I couldn't agree more. It is the same with me. I love 'love triangles'. Howsoever cheesy the poem be, Gulzar and Rehman are a cracker of a combination. The English translation of the poem is here. There is so much hype that people are writing articles on the possible plots for the same: http://goo.gl/SsNlh 



Got bored no? I wrote about five things but I have another five more to write. I am going to Indianapolis the coming week. Let's see how it turns out. I will meet P as well. I hope I remember what all I want to write.

Dialogue of the Day:
तेरा हाथ से हाथ छोड़ना
तेरा सायों से रुख मोड़ना
तेरा पलट के फिर न देखना
नहीं माफ़ करूँगा मैं
जब तक है जान, जब तक है जान
 - Jab Tak Hai Jaan

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Of Lessons from Kabhi Kabhi...


"ज़िन्दगी में आज ही सब कुछ है...जो बीत गयी सो बात गयी." -  अमित, कभी कभी


"ज़िन्दगी चन सवाल और कुछ जवाब बन कर ही तो रह जाती है." -  अमित, कभी कभी


"मेरी ज़िन्दगी की एक ही तो पूँजी है..तुम्हारी याद...उस पर तो मेरा अधिकार रहने दो." -  अमित, कभी कभी


Dialogue of the Day:

पूजा: सच सच एक बात बताओगे..तुम इंसान के रूप में देवता हो या देवता के रूप में इंसान...
विजय: इस दुनिया में आदमी इंसान बन जाये तोह बहुत बड़ी बात है..
 कभी कभी

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Of Loss, Good Writing and Obama....

Hmmm...

A lot of things happened this week..don't know where to start...this was a week of loss..of losing ..when Y called me I knew she was crying..and then I started feeling the same things.. but what else to do..all we can do is just go on..I knew something had happened with another friend but I am sure all will be well now..we have to go on living no? To find happiness? .......



This week Anupama asked an excellent question to Priyanka Chopra on the Front Row. She asked:

Anupama: When Kiran Desai won the Booker Prize, she said to a journalist that good writing doesn’t come from winning prizes and being happy, it comes from doubt and it comes from a difficult place. So where does good acting come from? Does it also come from difficult place?

Priyanka: I think for me acting comes from good writing. I’m as good as the script or as bad as it. I read that Pankaj Kapur said, “Whatever you need is in your script.” It’s different that we didn’t have a script for this film so it was such an organic experience.


What a fabulous statement by Kiran Desai. Good writing comes from doubt. Kiran Desai's book Inheritance of Loss was the name of my blog prior to Dichotomy of Irony. I haven't read the book but still I feel some sort of kinship with the title - the inheritance of loss...Maybe I have a kinship with loss, that is why I love to be sad..to feel loss all the time..and that I become happy when I am sad...

I searched for the interview in which Kiran talks about writing which Anupama mentions. It is a fabulous interview. Read it here.


She says, "writing doesn’t come from being famous or happy, it comes from more difficult places…it comes from doubt, worry and all those more uncomfortable emotions.” Isn't it true? But can't good writers be happy? Don't they say that comedians are the most saddest people in the world? 

And this week, Obama came to the campus. I have never attended any political rally in India but I waited for more than four hours just to get a glimpse of him. And when he came on stage, I was so happy..I don't know why but to see the most powerful man in the world in front of you was an exhilarating experience. Michelle didn't speak..just came in the end. Obama..whatever one's view about him but he is no doubt a fantastic orator..how confidently he speaks! 


I was at the end..couldn't get a good view for clicking from close...




There were security guards at the top of every building. Somehow I love this picture of guards more than those of Obama..maybe it is the sky effect..but I can look at this picture for a long time...


I don't want to write more..not feeling good...and have nothing to write actually..becoming more emotionless and thought less day by day...

Dialogue of the Day:
"I sometimes think that people's heart are like deep wells. No body knows what's at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while."
 - Haruki Murakami, Airplane or How He Talked to Himself While Reciting Poetry

"चलते चलते आदमी खुद गिर जाये तो खराश आती है, लेकिन उसे अगर गिरा दिया जाये तो चोट आने का खतरा रहता है"
 - Pooja, Kabhi Kabhi

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Of Mast, Pulao and To Rome With Love...

Hmmm...

Long time no see..

I have some things to write about but maybe I should not write them..I do not have anything interesting to write about..

So classes have started. A month already in the US. Classmates have started to call Pankaj properly instead of the the so many variations - Panka, Paankaaj, Paanaaj, Bankaj etc.etc. I went to get a haircut today and paid $12 for it. Seriously Rs. 650 for a hair cut! Kahan Rs. 25 aur kahan Rs.650. And it is the first time got a hair cut by a woman..for the last twelve-thirteen years, I have always had a cut with only one bhaiya..guess he would be wondering where I'd go. He has literally seen me grown up. 

During the week, we had to make five slides on our selves and talk about it. I hate speaking about myself in front of others, in fact, I hate public speaking :\  I am such a terrible speaker, get so nervous that my voice starts quivering. So I made five slides on myself..about how I am as a person and what I want to do in life (we had to answer this question...as if I know it..) Talked about the same old things that I keep on repeating here..like to read, write, news addict, film criticism, quote collection..also added two three quotes from Modern Family and Grey's Anatomy which everyone liked :) While I was speaking, I got nervous as always :( But in the end, got the feedback that I am a good public speaker. Professor said you tend to speak with your hands, which is a good thing. Seriously, I fumble so much while giving presentations :\ 

I don't know why but for some reason I am constantly thinking of Mast this week. No not Masti..but Mast. Aftab Shivadasani's first film, also starring Urmila and directed by Ram Gopal Verma. Howsoever, unreal and cheesy it was, I loved Mast. Mast is the story of Kittu, played by Aftab, who is madly in love with a film star Mallika, played by Urmila. His desire to meet her is so strong that he runs away from home to meet her. By the turn of events, he kidnaps Mallika and brings her to his home. Mallika also falls in love with him but she thinks that Kittu loves Nisha (played by Antara Mali), so she goes back. But Kittu tells her that he loves her and not Nisha. I loved Mast because of the charcters. Nisha, played brilliantly by Antara Mali, lets go of Kitu inspite of her sheer love for him because she understood Kittu had always been in love with Mallika. She was heartbroken but dealt herself with grace and poise. Mallika also understood the fact that though she herself loves Kittu but she shouldn't come in between Kittu and Nisha. That is how love is no? Unselfish...to see happiness of the other.  It takes great courage to let go of things and very few can do this with a dignity. Whatever the box office performance, I loved it. Mast also exemplified the hero worship that we have in Indian cinema. We love our stars and are mad about them. Just look at the Salman phenomenon. Interestingly, it is rumored that Ram Gopal Verma was fascinated by Sridevi when he was young. He has tried to show his obsession of Sridevi in the movie. Talking of Sridevi, I cannot wait for English Vinglish. I hope it is awesome :) 


Mast also reminded me of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. In one of my favorite scenes in the movie, Malhotra says to Tina that "Rahul ki jagah aur koi hota tabhi mujhe shayad itna hi bura lagta..kyunki tumhara pyaar bant jayega na." Tina says to him, she isn't sure that Rahul loves her because she thinks Rahul and Anjali like each other. Malhotra says that the whole college knows that Rahul and Anjali are just good friends. Isn't this very similar to Mast? And in another awesome scene, when Anjali throws her red dupatta to Tina, she says "us din mujhe yeh ehsaas hua ki shayad main do doston ke beech aa gayi. Anjali ki khamoshi mujhe sab kuch keh gayi." What if Tina had got to know of Anjali's love for Rahul earlier? I think Tina would have left too. Ain't it? It's fascinating these characters who understand love...no?



And, I cooked Pulao this week and sent pictures to all my friends :D Internet pe sab kuch milta hai aajkal..I was trying to take some pictures like the ones Sidin Vadukut posts but alas I am such a loser :\ He posts such amazing pictures of food. I think food photography is another fine art. Just looking at his pictures can make your mouth water. 




I am learning to use the manual mode but am not able to keep the camera steady at low shutter speeds spoiling them :\ 

And Woody Allen is back with To Rome With Love. I had absolutely loved Midnight in Paris. Even in my presentation, I spoke about it that it is my favorite film with so many references and probably the best art direction that I have seen in a really long time. And as always cosmic connection theory comes into play, some body on my timeline put this trailer of To Rome With Love. Woody Allen is a genius. I loved the trailer and I am sure the movie would be great too. I have to watch it now. And I have to watch Barfi as well :\ 




I have nothing good to write this week you see..there are so many things pending but don't feel like doing them :\ Anyways, will try to write something better next week.

Dialogue of the Day:
कुछ कम रोशन हैं रौशनी, 
कुछ कम गीली हैं बारिशें, 
कुछ कम लहराती है हवा,
कुछ कम है दिल में ख्वाहिशें, 
थम सा गया है ये वक़्त ऐसे तेरे लिए ही ठहरा हो जैसे..
    - Kuch Kam, Dostana