My Musings

I have never considered movies as a source of social reform until late. Ever since I remember Iknow of movies leading people berserk in terms of love, romance, arrogance, style.. all in all complete show biz.. which helped people get flambuoyant and nothing else. I don't remember even a single movie which motivated people to do something for the society, taught them to be selfless and all. Even if the movies featured on these themes, they had the least of effect on the junta. The success of Lage Raho Munna Bhai and CHAK DE India!! not only on Box office but their effect on public has also been startling. If people in northern states practised Gandhigiri on roads earlier this year garlanding the ones who broke the traffic rules, the second half of the year is witnessing, youngsters, ladies and lasses pick up hockey sticks and play the game with passion. I say this because I have experienced this. I had been to my college last weekend. I have never seen the hockey ground with...

Hi All, Morning and HAKUNA-MATATA!! First things first. Today is my brother's birthday and I am back at home to spend some quality time with him but alas, he is sleeping as always. Never mind. The devil within me is Surely upto something. My dear bro is going to pay for it( read as treat, shopping splurge etc etc;)). I was in Mysore for two days and last night I mounted the bus to Bellary. It was great to be back to my alma mater, which I strongly identify myself with. Few things passed my mind. Memories from the recent past( last 5 years) made me glad and also led a tear or two down my cheek. Its definitely one of the most important phase of my life where I metamorphised my self, transcended and now I am backto ground zero. My visit to mysore strengthened my will to continue my constant struggle to beat myself at things and emerge out as a better person. phew... no more philosopy or else people will stop reading "chicken soup for the soul".Just kidding. Last...

Every morning when the sun begins to glow, Now and then I peep down the window. My eyes searching for the faintest traces Of those old familiar faces. It's long since I have recognised someone Now, I wonder where all those have bygone. I want to talk, hug and embrace. Show me please, one familiar face. I know I have walked a thousand miles, But still, I miss those friendly smiles. It would be a great solace, Show me please,one familiar face. Where are those consummate words and comforting eyes?? Those moments of joy and that of sighs!! I grieve for having deserted those places And now I miss, those familiar faces. I importune to live that life again And I know that I cry in vain. My time has passed and still 'am looking for traces Of those old familiar faces.