Bingo :) Another Tear Drenching movie

Looks like im all up for emotionally draining movies.  I enjoyed this one a lot but still i donno if it is because of the cold that caught me after a long break or the movie itself. Finally the outcome is that i had tears rolling down my cheeks nearly twice in the 2nd half of the movie.
I hated to admit that i cried but still i admit it. The lead pair did an awesome job and i love them so much. Love you Nani & Samantha.
This one is a theatrical performance by me  and i donn risk any performance soon since i have been watching a lot of James Bond from the past 2 weeks. I just managed to reach the 80's (im coming from the first).
Only movie i loved and that i let to stay in my lappy for a while is "On her majesty's secret service". Loved Bond and Contessa Teresa.
Im planning for the next theatrical adventure with a movie that is going to be released on the 11th of Jan 2013. And im eagerly waiting for it. It was some sort of family drama. It may have some elements that are capable of making me cry. But im gonna give it a try.
Wish me luck for that. And im sad...no book reading since a couple of weeks...as i said, i was busy with James Bond. :)

Love you guys. Bye.
Yours Truly

Life : New Places,Books,Work & Music

:) It is nothing new for me to say that im busy. But these days, there is one more thing i am. I am happy too. Like many other things of life, there is no particular reason for me being happy even when im so busy. Well, lets not get confused. :)
If i have not told you earlier, i live in a hostel something close to PG accomodation. I have been living in this particular place say X for the last 1 1/2  years. And my only colleague i know over there got married and moved to US some 7 months ago. There have been a few strangers who turned into friends but they were there only for very short periods of time. The whole period was like staying alone with a few on and off relationships. Its been too lonely that it totally changed my thoughts about being alone. As a kid i always liked to be alone. I should say, i enjoyed being alone. I loved all those moments. But now it felt like i had enough of my crazyness and i need a change.
I sometimes even think that it is not being alone for long that bored me, its the number of people i lived with. It is the stability in the environment i missed very much. I just needed fresh memories. Im filled with the old scents and memories of people who had very little or no space in my life. I felt like its time to dump everything and start things afresh. And once im decided, i talked to my colleague about a place to live with them and decided to move over at any cost.(Trust me, it cost me alot. Now im supposed to count every penny of mine to meet the ends this month.)
Now its been 5 days since i moved over to this new place. It is not great. But im Ok. I just needed fresh memories from fresh experiences. Its just yesterday that i unpacked my bags and its like living new again. I really like the way my books are placed here over, since i am left with lot of space for books they just had the luxury to spread out. It was really a beautiful sight for me taking my love books into consideration. It was this morning that i sat watching these little things spread out like yummy dishes on dining table for more than half n hour. I had these brilliant ideas to do with them.
1. I decided to buy more books (2 atleast for a month).
2. To read even more (that means, my poor movies are going to take a back seat).
3. I wanted to read every book again. I wanted to love them a little more :)
4. I wanted to write a review for each book i finished reading (And im very serious about it).
And then it was real work. I mean Office work. This is not at all the interesting part but i still want to write. This week is so long that i feel like its never ending. I am just counting every minute for the weekend. Its not that i am free. I have been doing lots of work since monday, i had loads of work to do for the next 2 days. But still, it was like the pressure button which existed somewhere in my system stopped working. I am at ease. I am just working. I mean i stopped worrying about work. Im too preoccupied with thoughts all over my mind to think about work and get tensed. I know, somewhere in the corners of my mind there is this fear lurking around but still, i donn even want to remind me of its presence.
Work was going ok. It was me who started delaying things. I could not find this work interesting anymore. I should say, i am working just to get that meagre pay check i get at the month end. I am trying to get out of this and try something which i am really interested in. But such things take time. I am still searching for a place where my soul finds it interesting enough to keep me engaged. Ok. I am deviating from my post. I will be rambling all these things in any other post.
And since im working at my leisure, the only thing that can make me stick to my place is music. I had a huge collection of hindi and telugu songs that i did not even get to complete the whole list even once. These are such woderful old melodies with super cool lyrics, that i decided to start a blog to place the lyrics of all my favourite songs. I know there are many such blogs. But i just wanted to do it. I am planning to start this one soon.
Thats it guys. I may update more things in my later posts but this is a grand weekly update for me.
Happy weekend Guys. Its 6 Pm Friday, and what the hell am i doing in office!!..chalo...:) bye. Have a great Weekend and hope i have some tons of good things in this weekend :) ok. Bye for now. Yayyy.... Its Firday Eve. :)

Love.
Yours Truly.

My Posts : My Thoughts

I do not post regularly. But i do write regularly. And i do save my writings on my notepad and whenever i find some time i start to upload things.
But rarely do i find something that can be posted. I donno about any standards. But looking at people and their wonderful blogs, i feel very nervous while posting my things. But i just hope, someday i will turn out to be competitive enough for others.
My confidence levels with writing are very low. But im trying atleast. Staying anon helps me a lot.
And also i love writing. i mean the normal..pen,paper & Book one. I love it. And i prefer pencil to pen always. I donno if it is somewhere related to psychology. But i love writing with pencil. I go on end less. Some time later, i will try to copy my thoughts from my book to this place.
I just think they are much better than this ones. But may be they are not and this is just my feeling. :)
Ohk..Whatever. Im happy being able to post things this way. Work is good these days. And when i say good, i mean less. So yayyy..i get more time to read, think and then of course to write. :)

Love..
Yours Truly.

Pursuit Of Happyness - 2 :) :)

One might wonder, what is all that blabber in my previous post about and why is it vented out so.
The only reason is that i wanted to write something and i just watched a movie.
Many people in the world must have watched it. And many said, it was an awesome movie. And it made them cry.
One of my colleagues suggested this movie saying that this was one movie that made him cry.
And i managed to watch this one recently. And thanks to him, i kept thinking that about what must have made him cry.
I was continously guessing through out the movie. May be i might have missed the real beauty of the movie thinking all these.
And i was also thinking about some reasons that i could explain why the movie did not make me cry.
And in this attempt i may have really lost the nerve to cry.
But despite all the thought and everything, the movie managed to make me cry..or i should not say cry..the movie managed to get some tears out of my eyes.
This happened in the very last minute of the movie and for that 2  minutes of emotions i became a fan of Will Smith forever.
The Movie is "the pursuit of happyness" .
Everyone has their own reasons on why this movie made them cry.
Well, i had my own one. But it is not poverty that struck me. It is not his need or want for a better life that struck me.
Because i just finished reading Angelas's Ashes by Frank Mccourt. It is about a Irish boy and his life..It is the author himself.
Any one who had an idea about the book would know why poverty or need did not strike me.
It is the happiness in his eyes after he achieved what he wanted that struck me.
This revealed one more aspect of my mind. I not only fear about failure, i just love every single moment of happiness.
May be this is why i never feel sad for longer periods. A feeling called sad is always momentory for me.
Even pain is momentory for me. My mind has this wonderful gift of moving onn.
It loves happiness so much that it cannot stay in a sad mood for long. See that is one lovely thing about my mind.
And coming back to the movie, it is really happy to learn that the movie is inspired from a real life story or should i say,
a real life highly successful story!.
And it gives throws light on the fact that happiness is to be pursued.
And creates a ray of hope to every one who is in the pursuit. :)
I am sure i will be coming back with a full post on Angela's Ashes soon. Hoping a wonderful Day to you all.
Love
 :)
 

Pursuit Of Happyness :)

Some people say they watch movies to pass the time.
Some say they watch movies for pleasure.
Some say they find happiness in movies. Some find lives and livelihood out of movies.
But i always think..what do i get from movies ? And to make it clear here it selves, i do not know what is that i get by watching movies.
I never knew the answer. I always wondered what my reason was.
Sometimes i think it is the pleasure, the happiness i get out out of them.
Sometimes i think i learn something from them.
Sometimes i think they give me confidence to live and never did i think that they are just some sort of things that are watched for passing time.
I am never a cry baby. Even when i feel hurt even when im in pain and even when i fail.
I never cry. it is so rare that i cry and it is even rarer that people see me crying. I never do that in front of people.
And me being that, do you think i would cry watching a movie ?
Logically, i should not. But taking my love for movies into consideration, i should.
Yeah..so the chances are equal. 50-50.
But the thing is there are very less number of movies that make me cry. I donn even find any pattern or similarities in movies that make me cry.
I just cry when the movie touches my heart.
If the same movie does not make me cry for the second time, then it must be the moment that made me cry not the movie.
I may be weak at that particular moment and so i could not stand upto that emotion. i could not hold upto the standard of that emotion.
And i just break at those certain times. people cannot break me so easily but movies can.
A powerful movie with great things in it can make me cry even when im at my best, strongest. And it will continue to make me cry everytime i watch it.
And in my weak moments, some powerful emotion is enough for me to cry.
I just said that people cannot make me cry. But it is not the complete truth.
I say this because,it is the people in the movies that make me cry. People with their strong emotions make me cry.
I generally hate a tragedy either in real life or on reel.
i cannot stand when a person breaks. when their heart breaks. when they could not bind their emotions.
I hate to see people losing everything. And that is the only common thing i find in the movies that made me cry.
And this explains a psychological part of me. I hate losing anything. I hate the fear of losing anything.
I hate me for having that fear. Every moment i try to get rid of that fear.
But i fail altogether because it is this fear that makes me move forward. that helps me achieve better things that i can hold on to longer.
People say, it is the sole aim of your life to know what you are meant to do and to achieve it is to be your life time goal.
And i get to meet some thousands of characters, though fictional through movies. And i love to watch them. Listen to them.
Laugh with them. Cry with them(though not everytime). Love with them. And get something from them..i.e understanding them.
Every good movie helps me think and it helps me go a bit ahead in the process of understanding me a bit better.
Thats it. And this is what i get from movies. And this is why i love movies.
This is why i get this unexplainable pleasure whenever i watch a good movie.

October

October was one month that was the worst of all the months of this year. But thats only in terms of Work. And since my work affected everything else in my life, i should say scattered everything else in my life, i say this is the worst. Even now, despite of all the work i have done i still feel like i am wasting my time today(A Sunday) by blogging and watching videos on youtube. This is how the work is. My lead succeded in making me feel like this. kudos to her.
But still sometimes, i follow my heart. I desperately wanted to write. Its worse that i could not even find time to write a blog post on a weekend.And so i am here writing about my hectic October.

The only interesting thing that i have done this month is reading. The first week of this month is not as bad as it is now. So i had a whole sunday for myself. And i finished 3 books or should i say a trilogy. Thats 50 Shades - Grey, Darker & Freed. And i am confused about my opinion on the books. I loved them at one point. Hated them at another. Felt immense pain. But still completed them in a single day(Whole 24 hrs).

Then i felt the urge to read something light. That can relieve my brain from the pain and turmoil it is going through after 50 shades. But true to the point i choose to read "Bound By Marriage". There was nothing refreshing in the book. It is just a lighter version or should i say 1% of 50 Shades. But then i am in no mood to read anything that resembles 50. Then there came "The Book Thief" to my hands.
This was what i need at that moment. And it was a wonderful book. To talk about how wonderful it is, i need to do a whole new post for it. And immediately after that it was "An American Brat". Though not great, i should say it was interesting. And all of this was during the first week. And then started my days(worse ones), when i worked on weekends-holidays-overtime-earlytime and what not.
I have also started reading "3 Parts Desire" in the second week of October and have not been able to move beyond some 25 pages.

This is how my life is. Completely shattered. All i do is WORK WORK & WORK. And what do i get by doing all this? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. The money i get for the work is so meagre that it rarely motivates me. And do i love the work atleast? No Again. I am doing this because i got nothing else to do. How difficult everything is. Can't my life be a little simper. Thank God i do not have a boy friend or someone like that in my life. That way, things could have gone worse.

I just want to know what would i love to do. What is that one thing that i would never run away from. That would always keep my interest and passion intact. Why am i into this world. To achieve what. A Big Question again. Hope i find it before i lose it. But still, i just think this is my life and it is me living it. So i would be loving it and living it, the way it takes me to.

:) Now that i have vented out everything in my brain, i feel ok. And an urge to do things the right way Or Atleast the way i think they are right. I know, donn laugh at me now. I know im the Confused Kaike. But its me. So i love it.

Indian Middle Class

One beautiful story about the beauty of my country.
This is the class that has always decided the future of this nation.

How corrupt we may go, in the process of earning money but still we survive. The only reason being is, somewhere in our hearts, the old values, the things we were taught since we were kids..were still there. They may not see the light always. But in times of need, they do show their true face.

One may wonder about the Lady, who fought with the Ticket Checker and the Station Master for the reason that he charged a 50 more than the usual fine.

She breaks all those thoughts with one sentence.

"But today, ten days out of home, I would like to believe that his value systems, everything that we have taught him, stand by him. It is not just about the money. I needed to know that our values stand for something, and that when he stands by them, we stand by him. There is wrong, for which he must pay his fines, but equally there is right, and even one Rupee to the left is not right."

When she said that, she stands by her son, when he stood for something he believed in, it shows her confidence in the values she taught her son. In the culture of this country that never failed when it is met with courage and confidence.
She made her son realize that his parents stand by him whenever he is right. And this incident reminds him of the path to follow at every crossroad of life he faces.

Thanks to this class and values of the Nation.