Sonnets of a Saturday
Friday, July 1, 2011
Delhi Belly.. I hate it (like i love it)
Not surprisingly, Delhi Belly is a movie whose strength is in running… I mean its pace… the film never lets u relax, either u r laughing, frowning or feeling sick (there is scene which almost makes u to vomit)… but throughout this madness, u r enjoying… That’s what this film is all about…
There is a thin plot and old one too… three guys caught up in between crime and money… but, it’s the way these guys behave in these situations that make u go GaGa.. And then, there are of course the Dialogues (read the gaalis).. Fun..
Everything is done in an over the top way… without making it look like so… Delhi is featuring a lot in movies these days… but, the Delhi in DB is not what we usually see… the complimentary shot of India gate to prove that its Delhi is missing… instead we have the Tandoori chicken stalls, the karolbagh lanes and the falling, weak flat of our heroes (which is itself a character in the film).. even when u see Connaught Place, it’s not about the shops but a person who is trying to reach home quickly to.. Well, Shit..
Yes in this Delhi, Shit happens… and is shown on screen too…
Delhi is not for the Faint hearted… but for the young hearted... ones who forget to keep the bucket out ‘coz it’s the other guy’s turn…
P.S. - it’s also not for those who love their orange juice.. ;)
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Sonnet of Saturday the 11th june.
Things fall apart, and things come together..
they may not last forever, but still Brighten your day
a foolish step, a quick plan
Happiness comes if you don't look for it ...
Its just there, with u-for u forever.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Sorry, but I was not Indiana Jones ever
But then romance is always dependent on a little charity.
I like her. it is not and never was a secret. I am not good at secrets (told u i was not indiana jones). Her name is April Wednesday. She hates it and I love it. Actually, I like everything about her. If u are charitable u can call that love. If u are sane you would surely call that insanity.
But then love is always a little insane.
it were Germans who brought her to me. She was little then and so was I. I know one day they would take her away. Good times are never permanent. (or to quote a friend - gud things are actually not things.) I would hide her that day. my holy grail.
But I know, i will not be able to protect her. They will take her away.. and Maybe then i will wake away from my Dream.