Im not gonna watch the rest of this movie….

 There are movies and there are scary movies. There are scary movies and then there is NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN. Saw just abt the first 60 minutes of the movie and was shitting bricks!

Im not here to give yet another preivew, but there’s something really weird abt this movie. So much that I havent stopped thinking abt the scenes, the parched landscapes, Javier Bardem and his super cold eyes! Imagine someone killing ppl like its some kinda hobby or something…. This flick is exciting but strangely quiet. In fact most of the scenes have no dialogues, no bacground music, NOTHING….. Its all about blood, gore, mayhem but it hardly seems to be an action movie. I want to write more, but towards the end of an hour (into the first 60 minutes of the movie, I mean) I was sitting on my couch like a hypnotized parrot! I dont know what to say, what to write or what to think! But all I know is that the walk from my couch in the drawing room to my bedroom, which is a good 15 step walk, was the most scariest walk of my life…..

*STILL SHUDDERING*….

Borrreeeedddddddddd

Ppl asked me what I planned to do this weekend ( a lonnnnnnnggggg one). My answer:

Reflections

Then – I want you to share your problems with me. I may not be able to give u proper advice, but I’d atleast be there to listen to u. Talking can reduce ur pain to some extent.

Now – I dont understand whats the point of telling me all this….. No use at all…

SMS of the day – God has given us mouths that close and ears that don’t. That should tell us something

1. Who’s there to entertain u?
2. Whats the newest flaw that u’ve invented today?
3. Love n understanding is all bull crap! I just dont believe in them.
4. U’ve given a picture that u r completely bored and that they are responsible for all of this. U seem to break away from this n have a change.
5. Define Talking.
6. U dint have the courtesy to call them up n have a word with them.

To quote Mustaine, I’m lost inside the desert of every word u said… This morning I made the call, the one that ends it all, hanging up, I wanted to cry but dammit, this wells gone dry…….

B’day Resolutions

Ahemmm, just realised Im turning 26 tomorrow!!!!!! Oh My Fuckin GOD! I dont knw what ive accomplished in the last 25 years, but guess have made a few of my ppl laugh, have made many cry (outta happiness, but many have cried outta sheer fright)…

Been thinking abt making some B’day Resolutions:

1. Gonna stop trusting ppl. I feel so naive when I see ppl walking all over me!
2. Detach myself from everything that I’m so emotionally attached to..
3. Try n laugh in a lower volume… Yeah, it sometimes bothers some. They feel I laugh very loudly
4. Be there for my pals whenever they need me (Now, here, pl dont mistake me. Im supposed to be a very good friend. All Im trying to say is that I plan to keep up the good work).
5. Wont watch movies that I think look good on promos (One such disaster was SOS… errr…… OSO… n btw, Im still yet to come outta the trauma)
6. Will stop swearing at the very mention of the word CRICKET (Fuckall game)

Ok… now I want some moosic.. So here cometh Opeth…… I love their album Ghost Reveries!!!!

Pet Standards

Yeoor Hills in Thane is one place where I just love to take strolls. Yesterday I saw something that immediately caught my attention. There was this Grandpa (Senior Citizen i mean) with his cute Labrador on the other end of the road. Couldnt grasp much abt what he was saying to the doggie. But it was something like Sit down here, I’ll be back in 5 mins. Now Grandpa crosses the road, comes to this end, buys some stuff from a nearby shop n goes back. All this while, our fella Mr. Labbie Doggie is quietly watching his master go up the road n come back. The moment he saw his master come towards him, one leap n he was allover Grandpa… Was just thinking abt pets.. Their love is so unconditional! Their trust, so pure, so strong! Their faith, so unflinching! Their reactions n responses, so innocent!! Pretty difficult standards for us humans to live upto….

Hopeless Musings – II

Im confused… Im hurt…. Im pained… I feel this need to pour my heart out in front of someone… But then again, I try n take the first step towards it n my chatterbox says “Whats the point? Cant u deal with this alone? Do u really have to waste ur friend’s time? Everyone goes thru shit in his/her life and u are no different. Deal with it on ur own without making a friend’s life miserable. ” Then I retreat. I cry.. I hurt myself all over again by choosing to suffer in silence.

Im still not able to learn tolerance from the intolerant… Patience from the impatient… Yet I feel grateful coz atleast I’ve learnt to distinguish between them….

Waiting to heal… Again

This time its called HOPELESS MUSINGS

My cell n the office tele ring at the same time. While at home, its always the tele n the doorbell. While Im watching TV (Ive finally managed to put sometime aside for the idiot box), ppl will talk on top of their lungs and I will gasp for breathe. Yes. Sometimes too much of decible levels leave my breatheless.

Have been wanting to learn to play the guitar for years now. My only teacher gave up on me the very moment he saw me holding the guitar clumsily. So it stopped even before it cud start! Well anyways, now Im listening to my all time fav (love the lyrics), AS I AM, Dream Theatre…

 Don’t tell me what’s in
Tell me how to write
Don’t tell me how to win
This fight isn’t your life
It isn’t your right
To take the only thing that’s
Mine

Proven over time
It’s over your head
Don’t try to read between the
Lines
Are clearly defined
Never lose sight of
Something you believe in

Takin’ in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I’m on the outside
Living like the underdog

I’ve been trying to justify you
In the end I will just defy you

To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won’t change to fit your plan, Take me as I am

As I am still
Running uphill
Swimming against the current
I wish I weren’t so fucked
Feels like I’m stuck
Lost in a sea of mediocrity

”Slow down,
You’re thinking too much
Where is your soul?”
You cannot touch
The way I play
Or tell me what to say
You’re in the way
Of all that I believe in

Takin’ in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I’m on the outside
Living like the underdog
I’ve been wasting my breath on you
Open minds will descend upon you

To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won’t change to fit your plan, take me as I am

Three friends and a Sandwich corner

Saw something last evening that shook the calm outta me. In a nutshell, the scene from Dil Chahta Hai, where Sid n Akash have an ugly show down and all Sameer can do is remain frozen, shell-shocked. Well, I’m the Sameer here. I dont know what to say, or think. I mean, think abt it. Two best friends, who’ve been thru the thick n thin, have been there for each other in good as well as testing times, cant make an eye contact now! Ridiculously insane, I’d say!

Well, what I wanna know is if asking for one’s personal space (aggressively at that) could be perceived by the other as CONNECT-DISCONNECT-RECONNECT-AT-ONE’S OWN-WILL? Can asking for justification for an action and not getting one (for any reason) be picked up as being an egoistic person? Is it sheer lack of comprehension? Will this misunderstanding last forever? If no, then how long do I have to wait? In fact, there are so many thoughts in my head, that my hand is not able to type at all. Its like, the speed of my hand is inversely proportional to the weight of my thoughts. Im numbed by what happened last evening & will surely take some  time to come outta it…