IPL

Just as I relish watching a masterpiece like The Shawshank Redemption, so do I get captivated by a Matrix Revolutions.

Just as I find bliss in classics like O. Henry, so do I enjoy a frivolous Five Point Someone.

Just as I cherish the nuances of Test cricket, so do I immerse myself in the pleasures of Twenty20.

Evenings, for the days to come, shall no longer be dull and boring. The IPL 2.0 shall finally get rolling this Saturday.

The chosen one

In response to Stupidosaur's comment on the previous post:

Yes, the header pic was taken after I joined the IT industry :)

And lately I have been inspired by the Bolly guys getting various sized packs. Aamir survived on some 16-18 odd egg whites per day. I too am following suit when it comes to the diet. Me n my roomie hogged 18 eggs - whites, yolks, everything - in the form of omlets and egg bhurji for lunch!!

However when it comes to Aamir n me, there is one small difference. Aamir went for the eight packs. I am concentrating on just one pack ;)

PS: I think I will have to start doing some serious workout (read light jogging in the beautiful Bangalore weather) before people start rolling me over for games of football :(

SOS

Build a Titanic.

Make sure there are no lifeboats on board.

Lock Mr. X* in one of the rooms. Preferably in a room that is farthest from the deck.

Send the key of that room in an unmanned spacecraft to the moon. Mars would be even better.

Set the ship on sail.

Have an automated steering system which can maneuver the ship towards the biggest iceberg in the ocean.

This ultra modern hi-fi steering system should also avoid the ship from being in the vicinity of any other ships which can come to the rescue.

If everything goes according to plan, mission accomplished. The world shall live in peace.

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* X = John Abraham.

You will be able to empathize with me if you happen to watch a movie called No smoking.


Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and no implications are to be taken seriously.

Kabhi aisa lagta hai

I was tagged by Express and may I say that I have moved at a very slow pace to do the tag. I wonder why she asked in her post if I do tags. Yepp I do. The proof is here, here and here. In fact I love to do tag posts :)

The rules:

1. Put your music player on Shuffle mode
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer
3. Write the song name no matter what (even if the world comes to know that I keep Himesh Reshamiya songs on my PC ? :D)
4. After you've answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and let them know they've been tagged.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Tu mere saamne, main tere saamne, tujhko dekhu ke pyaar karu.. (Yeah right!! Like I have no other job. Haan agar yeh niche waali kudi saamne ho to bindaas bolega. Baar baar bolega)

Yes. She is damn cute. Period.

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Sacrifice - Elton John

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Summer of 69 - Bryan Adams (..those really were the days)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Ik din ayega - Jal (pata nahi kab aayega woh din)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Kabhi aana tu meri gali - Euphoria (hoodi baba. Don't get me wrong. I have no malicious intentions)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Lamhay - Jal (I wonder what I would do without Jal, Strings, Junoon, Parikrama..)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Yaaron - K.K (..dosti badi hi haseen hai, yeh na ho to kya phir bolo yeh zindagi hai.. Its almost like the hindi parallel of Remembrants I'll be there for you..)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Boulevard of broken dreams - Greenday (The guitar. Ossum)

WHAT IS 2+2?
Talli ho gayi (kisi ne talli ho ke hi yeh question daala hoga)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Woh chali woh chali mere pyaar ki kali (Haha. Don't run away dude. I love you, but only as a friend, in appropriate amounts, as permitted by the law)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Rock on (..dil kya kehta hai mera kya main bataun, tum yeh samjhoge shayad main pagal hun)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Bhool bhoolaiya :)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
XL ki kudiyan - bodhiTree (What the heck!! Reminds me of Chandler's "If I were a guy..")

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Pappu can't dance saala (Yes I can beat Chandler when it comes to the dance floor)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Tokyo Drift (?!!?)


WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Maa tujhe salaam - A R Rahman (aur Rahman ko mera salaam)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Jame raho - Taare Zameen par (Hahahaha)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Zara zara behekta hain - RHTDM (Another one of my favorites. Such simple yet beautiful lyrics.
..yun hi baras baras kaali ghata barse,
hum yaar bheeng jaaye is chahat ki baarish mein,
meri khuli khuli lato ko suljhaye tu apni ungliyon se,
main to hun issi khwaish mein..)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Pehli nazar mein - Race

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Roobaroo - Rang de Basanti (Rahman magic again)


WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
Kabhi aisa lagta hai - Lucky Ali (..dil mein ek raaz hai jisse kehna chahun par main keh paun na.. I love Lucky's voice.. )

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS TAG?
Jaane tu meri kya hain - Jaane tu ya jaane na

Wohkay. Now the rules ask me to tag other fellas. But I am in a fix coz this tag has been around Blogville for quite some time. So in all probability I might end up tagging someone who has already done the tag. (A thought did strike me to visit all my feed reader blogs and go through the older posts but then why enlighten the world about my joblessness ;) So if you have not done this tag, please lemme know* in the comments section.)

* If you read this post, and if you have not done the tag, and if you run away without commenting, I will come to know. I have my contacts. Muhahahah :D

Update: I have found my bakras :P :P I tag the following people:

Sarath

Mayuri

Sanchit

Pizzadude

Nidhi

Ulta pulta

Is there something wrong with me or is Ranbeer actually prettier looking than Deepika? :)

PS: Blogroll updated. Hence the title.

Yeh to gaya!

Oh no!! It is very sad. But then some things happen. Not everything is in our hands. Destiny plays its role too. Fate and time took their toll on him. He has lost his senses. Nobody can help him now.

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Ram Gopal Varma wants to remake Aag!

Symonds the cutest

Some days back, I saw the movie 10,000 BC. It was an ok-types timepass movie. All the actors had scary makeup though, trying to generate a feel of the pre-historic era. There was this young boy who seemed like a look alike of Andrew Symonds. And apparently, he looked the cutest.

That is Andrew Symonds. So you can imagine how scary the others would have looked :D

Sweeney (razor) Todd

I haven't written a post for quite some days. Not that I am not in a mood to pen down my thoughts; I have started on some posts but they have only ended up as drafts. But then last night, things changed. Something happened. Something terrible... I watched Sweeney Todd.

Now this is a movie which stars our charismatic Johnny Depp. The plot goes on something like this: After years in exile for a crime he didn't commit, Sweeney Todd, returns to London to find his wife dead and his daughter in the hands of an evil Judge. In his anger, Sweeney goes on a murderous rampage on all London; opens a barber shop in which he lures his victims in with a charming smile before casually ending their life with a flick of his razor across their neck.

Pay close attention to the last sentence. Coz thats all that happens in the movie. Now what I have not told you till now is that there are no dialogues in the movie. Almost literally. No exaggeration. Coz whenever any character has to speak any damn thing, they start flexing their vocal cords and start singing. Opera type singing. Now it is fine when you do the opera thing once in a while, like in DCH, but not everytime someone has to say something. Everybody starts singing when the hero makes entry, they sing when the heroine makes entry, sing when they go into flashback, sing when they are in the present, sing when they go in the future, sing when the villian makes entry, and sing even when a street dog makes entry.. So you pretty much get the idea what I mean.

Now I know that the movie is supposed to be like a musical, and the costumes, make up, art direction are all worth applauding, but sitting through the movie seemed like a test of human tolerance levels. I could not see the poor villian showcasing his evilness by singing melodiously. Just imagine Gabbar Singh asking 'Kitne aadmi the' and 'Ab tera kya hoga kalia' by singing in the tune of 'Piyu bole piya bole'.

And as per me, this is how actually the plot of the movie is:
Sing. Sweeney enters London. Sing. Opens barber shop. Sing. Lure customers. Sing. Sharpen razor. Sing. Apply shaving cream. Sing. Start shaving. Sing. Use razor to kill them. Sing.

3 in 1

Well, just 3 small posts in 1. Hence the title.

Ducking down under

Oh! What a sight. Waking up on a Sunday morning, getting out of your room, switching on Star sports, and watching the biggest bullies in world cricket(read Matthew Hayden) ducking down to an Indian fast bowler(read Ishant Sharma). Since childhood, I have heard people talk in awe about India's famous spin quartet, and I have grown up watching the likes of Kumble make batsmen jump up and down on Indian square turners. It simply feels wonderful to have an Indian pacer charging in and touching 150 ks. And this seems to be just the beginning.

Raising the bar

Just when I thought it could not get worse than OSO, Saif and Shahrukh just raised the bar; setting new heights of cheapness and insensibility. Oh my god! I can't digest the fact that they were supposedly presenting the Indian film industry's most prestigious awards. Someone ought to restore some class and credibility to it.

Maybe their Na-real award for Bravery should have been bagged by the duo themselves, coz it takes great courage to portray such crassy crap.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man

Well, there is nothing new about the saying. But then there is nothing new as well about the genius of the man. When asked, "So, will we see you at the Adelaide Oval in the third final?", with his trademark grin, Tendulkar replied, "Oh! We might finish off the series in the first two matches itself." And he made sure that he started things in the perfect manner. And in the process, getting India closer to the top, down under.

Come on Sachin, give us an encore of Sharjah. Yes, it was not that kind of a blazing, swashbuckling innings.. but then, there are various shades of greatness..

S(h)ame s(h)ame and diffelent

Beguiled. Cozened. Deceived. Completely mislead by a new kid on the block. Yesterday, I brought a dvd of the movie Bombay to Bangkok. It said that it was written and directed by our beloved Nagesh Kukunoor. But its not. It seems someone has adopted his name and come up with this movie. There is a song in the movie - same same but different. Maybe that was an indication suggesting that they have the same names but its not the same person. Even Shreyas Talpade got fooled to act in the movie and, unfortunately, even complete it.

*Calm voices inside the head addressing the world*
Voices 1 - .. : There is nothing like that. Its the same Nagesh Kukunoor. Its just that this dude is in a state of stupor after last night.

Okay I heard that.. But I don't understand. Here is a guy who made Hyderabad Blues, Rockford, 3 Deewarein, Iqbal, Dor. It is hard to believe it is the same Nagesh. Maybe he did not want to make this movie. Yeah, someone must have forced him to make it at gunpoint. No, at tank-point or missile-point. Coz just a gun would not have taken Nagesh to such an extreme. Its a totally forgettable experience. I have to say Nagesh, you have your word cut out with your next ventures Aashayein(it might not be easy making John act; go watch Goal if you feel otherwise) and Tasveer. Your 3 Deewarein was loosely inspired from The Shawsank Redemption(a true classic). Lets see how you redeem yourself. Shame on you this time though. I pray the next ones are nowhere near same same to this one.

P.S: One could argue that attempting to see the movie was a big mistake in the first place. But I read reviews only after watching a movie. I like to form my own opinion when it comes to movies.

' Hum Hindustan ko galat haatho mein nahi jaane denge... '

Today was the original schedule date of Jodhaa Akbar. And I am very disappointed that it has gone terribly off schedule. Because this is a movie I have been eagerly awaiting. Firstly because it has been written-directed by Ashutosh Gowarikar. It is so refreshing to see someone actually make movies in such a simple, non-fussy yet so successful a way. And then it has Hrithik Roshan, an actor whose talent I highly respect. (Mainly because of stuff like Koi Mil Gaya, Lakshya, Mission Kashmir.) And there are very few like him. The other prominent male actors that I highly regard would be Big B and Aamir. I even thought highly of SRK until he went and did something called Om Shanti Om. I even had the misfortune of sitting through this 3 hour long skit directed by the just-completed-the-transformation -as-the-ultimate-spoof-specialist (Phew!) Farah Khan. (And thats all the movie is all about. A spoof here, a spoof there, spoofs all the way.) And what was all the hoopla about the 70's era. Just making guys wear bell-bottoms and girls put on hair bands is not enough. If you want to talk about how to actually capture the essence of the olden era, watch stuff like Parineeta.

What I have been looking forward with Ashutosh's Jodhaa Akbar is that how the film is going to deal with a bigger, grandeur plot - Jalaluddin Mohammad Akbar, the greatest of the Mughal emperors. His last 2 movies both revolved around plots that were not that huge. Lagaan was about a small province and Swades was more about an individual's choice. Sure, the way the movies were made make everything look big. But here we are talking about Jalaluddin Mohammad Akbar (I love saying the name in my head. If only one could hear it in Amitabh's voice) himself. I hope Hrithik has been able to capture the intensity that is demanded from these kind of roles. And I so very much pray that at no point of time I draw even the remotest of comparisons between this and the likes of Gladiators and Troys.