When dream and day unite: reprise

I could see through the hordes of people drenched in smokes of exasperation coming out of their tightly clasped cigarettes in their fingers – a great urgency in completing conversations. I could hardly see any faces that I know. It was suffocating …. moment before I decided to leave, I saw a familiar face sitting quietly in a corner drinking something precious for the very fact that he was protecting it rather than savoring it. I couldn’t recognize the face from that distance but intuitively I was sure that the person sitting there was someone close – probably eons back …. the familiarity, the comfort of someone close… I walked towards the person through meandering pathways between those congregations of people. Just when  I was about to reach and say ‘Hi’, a few people looked towards me, I could see the whole room looking towards me with some sort of amusement and shock. The look in their face said ‘How dare you go and speak to him? He doesn’t need anybody, he has us. Please leave this place…. there is no extra room for you’

Well I retracted and looked into his familiar eyes … they were sad, they were tired, they were dead, …

David Hidalgo written a song, ‘Someday’ for Los Lobos (OST: A love song for Bobby Long) which captures my emotions right now:

Someday I will go home
Someday I will go home
And I’ll find peace in the house
Of my heavenly father
I will fear, fear no more

I know down in my heart
I know it won’t be long
And I shall see the face
Of my savior
I will fear, I will fear
I will fear, pain no more

Someday, I will go home
Someday, I will go home
And I shall take the hand
Of my savior
I will fear, I will fear
I will fear, pain no more
I, I will fear, I will fear
Pain no more

Driving home
Driving home
I’m driving home

“And this also,” said Marlow suddenly, “has been one of the dark places of the earth”

Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad fascinated a friend of mine after he watched, “Apocalypse Now” … years passed by… I still feel a sense of fear as to why he was so fascinated. Never could I fathom the depth of darkness he imagined and yet the very fact that the outwardly normal self of his had a darker side, which I am not familiar with, … intrigued me as well as saddened me….

I picked up the copy last year and absorbed every bit of it … the motif of darkness is very interesting – the dark continent, the Congo … the river .. the Africans .. or the characters .. Or is it the unknown .. Did you ever surprise yourself with something you thought you would never do? Do u shudder with disgust when you want to hate someone with all your heart? Do you want to see blood when blood makes you vomit? The very concept of Unknown becomes meaningless unless you find the “unknown” in you …

In the heart of darkness lies hate hate and hate …. Bleed this heart to free thyself from hatred …

Let me bitch![Spoiler Alert :P]

So it was like the movie – Sixth Sense … Akshay Kumar, in the end, reveals that he knows how to speak in English and he is not just another “Jat” boy from Punjab… Heheheh! I spoiled the suspense for you … Atleast now don’t go for Namaste London.

Two bad movies in a row and Bania is in a highly peevish mood … F*cking Garden State man! Who the f*ck told me it was a good movie … My a$$ would have made a better movie than that … nevertheless I had to drink half a bottle of rum to drown the movie …

Woke up at 12 noon on Good Friday and lo! I get another freak attack of watching a movie in Red Lounge, Cinemax… ALONE – any movie :O

I picked up Namastey London for the 3 o’ clock show. First of all, that crazy accent of Katrina Kaif – i mean i was confused – is it British, is it Indian, no wait its Tamil naah! The more she looked beautiful, the worst she acted – I mean it seemed that she was giving herself a competition – who can act dumber – Katrina in the previous shot or Katrina now. Combined with the raw masculinity of the crap bag – Akshay Kumar – they were on a mission to vanquish any mortal above an IQ of 100 who went for the movie.

Weird product placements – Spykar Jeans – Mujhe nehi pata tha aap London ke sabse pehle Spykar showroom ki maalik hai … Mujhe Spykar jeans bahut pasand hai … (I didnt know you were the owner of London’s first spykar jeans’ showroom … I love Spykar jeans…) Then they showed Katrina’s parents making a profile of Katrina in bharatmatrimony.com – We never got to see what happened to that profile … and why did they do that …. they did get a guy who showed them grooms in India – but then does bharatmatrimony.com provide such service??? Then comes Western Union Money Transfer – Maine paise transfer Western Union Money Transfer se kar diya.. Ha main bhi Western Union mein khadi hoon … Paise jaldi pahuchega … Yawn!! Rakhi Sawant using Lizol in Big Brother was far classier than this …

Then this ugly bitch – friend of Katrina – who doesn’t want Katrina to get laid or kissed or whatever! (God knows why!!) – and her really ugly smile at occasions when any Indian will protest against any British guy (Upen Patel Vs. Susan’s parents) .. if she is so happy at Indians detesting Britishers, then why the f*ck she attends those parties and goes to discotheques with them … may b she is a f*cking Banshee or something ..

Enuf bitching … but then continuing with the spate of watching movies alone – I am actually enjoying (sorry for repitition)

Namaste London was ok! in certain respect – London .. It showcased very beautifully the prime locales of London – a place I yearn to visit someday .. Probably thats why I didn’t think twice before buying the tickets …

Freedom

Had a wild day yesterday. It was a holiday for me and all of my friends were working. Woke up late and suddenly had this urge to do something new … Ideally would have liked to kill a few people (heheheh!).. Ya, so I’ve decided to watch a movie … any movie.. So hurriedly took a shower and went to the nearest theatre – Fame, Andheri, Mumbai.

I took the best seat – Gold class with reclining seats – they even give you pillows and blankets and also take orders for food ..

Since I had no one near me … it was a great feeling .. I laughed at the silliest jokes and jumped and jostled with laughter … Well I never knew how much people affect my decisions. I felt free. The strangers around me were my company … Well I feel I should be working in a theater ala Nuvo Cinema Paradiso …

The movie was insignificant .. Could have watched anything … For the record it was a hindi flick – Honeymoon Travels Pvt. Ltd.

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