Reaching There

Strolling in the Park A movie released in 1994 barely managed to recover its budget but it is now on the list of American Film Institute's 100 year...100 Movies. It's tagline "Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free" is right at the top of my favourite movie quotes list. The movie is full of memorable scenes, the scene where Red and Andy discuss about hope and freedom - those lines & the acting is simply divine. However I didn't gave much attention to another line from Red, which is very early in the movie.  He had a quiet way about him, a walk and a talk that just wasn't normal around here. He strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world, like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say...I liked Andy from the start. Mr. Morgan Freeman's character, Red, says these lines after his first 'deal' with Andy - a friend who would help hi...

Life is very short, and there's no time For fussing and fighting, my friend. The Beatles Nirvana Nomads Ramanagara Trip Pic Sometimes when you meet a person you're head can't stop shaking! Well, you're not going through a fit but the words are just making too much sense to you. Something similar happened with me when I met someone on a trip to Ramanagara (designed by a Bangalore based bunch of travelers called Nirvana Nomads ). More about the trip later, this chain of words is inspired from a small conversation. It was therapeutically helpful for me to discuss about some problems and find out that it is more or less the same with others too!  The gist was life is uncertain and there are too many screwed-up things. Nonetheless, in between this horse-crap flying around there are few candies flying around too. So catch those, you may get hit with some shit. Clean yourself and move on. Eww, maybe that's your reaction to my last line - cand...

Happythankyoumoreplease Living in the moment is considered a big deal; after all  it makes us happier . It has always intrigued me how it looks like to be in the moment. The sudden change from being outside to being in the moment . Acting coaches always stress on being in the moment . An actor can create the most wonderful of emotions onstage with a burst of self-awareness.  It is the time when nothing can go wrong; imagine Sachin hooking McGrath to a six across the stadium longest boundary. All the forces seem to mysteriously come together and create an invisible cloak of confidence & flair. I remember a couple of days back I muttered a highly excited yet muted "Yes" when I succeeded in something at work. It was great! It happens to all of us and at least a few times a week. It doesn't have to be public; it can be very private moment too. Nonetheless, I must add that to achieve this feat onstage is remarkable. Emotional nakedness is more daunting - say...

This post is autobiographical in nature. I have drawn from my past and tried to understand why I don't read anymore (at least as much as I like to). So if you want to indulge in bit of "me" or just humour me; you can proceed further. In any other case feel free to drop out now and maybe try this link (it is safe). Stage 1 I am buying this book because I'm going to read it.  Stage 2 I am going to read this book because I bought it. Stage 3 Argh! Why did I buy this book?! The aforesaid stages summarize the relationship between a book and me. Perhaps some of you can relate to it. I am not talking about avid readers who can devour a book in a day or maybe even few hours. Please pardon me but I'll also exclude the Will Huntings ' of the world from this group. I'm a reader. This is a bold statement (maybe false too). I am not sure I like reading. It is a habit I have picked up because of my father. He used to take me to the World B...

Time Machine - Still a Fantasy? This is a rant. It is dedicated to all the insanity existing in this beautiful world. If you don't like rants, this is not for you. The plot is based on a true experience while the dialogues have been reproduced to the best of my memory. I have been feeling a bit emaciated during the last few weekends. I feel I've been missing out on something important. Well fact of the matter is something trivial; it is just that I don't have an internet connection at my home. This avoidance of technology is not a show of mental grit rather it is a result of some shoddy customer service by the internet provider. I won’t get into too much details of the strange nonchalance shown by the provider. However I cannot stop myself from writing about this strange incident with a customer rep on the phone. I called the helpline on 13th of October to check the status of my service request that was supposed to be completed on 11th of the same month. A v...

Mother Teresa Saints are revered in most religions. A saint can be defined as a holy person   in the eyes of the people who have faith . They are considered as the source of absolute truth. They are also source of exemplary qualities such as compassion, love, justice and honesty among many others. A while back I wrote a post on the public figure. I see God as a public figure whose life and actions are scrutinized by each and every living being on Earth (and perhaps on other planets where intelligent life exists). It isn't easy being God, perhaps He shares my sentiments. However for a mere mortal like me it is difficult to "see" God. So the faith is a bit of a far-fetched idea for me. I end up in a recursive loop - to see Him I need faith but for faith I need to see Him! Besides it is easy to forget someone who apparently is never seen & insists on helping with an invisible hand. These days ther...

Oneness and Interdependence T he culture of a society comes from its people. My actions are the driving factor in the rise or fall of the society I live in. It is as simple as that.  So when, Yongtang, our driver in Leh said, "Film stars are not our heroes. The  jawans  on the border are our heroes", it gave me an insight into the culture of Ladakh. Ladakh is both a beauty and a beast. It has some of the most divine places lying within treacherous Himalayan mountain passes and arid lands. It is a region so cutoff from the mainland India that it is sometimes difficult to imagine that it is India too. Yet, when I look at the people I see a connection hidden to my city boy's naked eyes. A couple friends and I decided to go on a trip to Ladakh in July this year. Apart from some bouts of altitude sickness the trip was a beautiful eye-opener. It introduced me to the land of "Juley". Before the trip I did my bit of research on what...