Wake up call...

I woke up out of the blue as if witnessing something which I would never like to see in my life… was panting and trying hard to normalize my breath… could feel the sweat taking its way from my temple to nose… I ran my hands around to grab the water bottle and poured in as much as I could take in a single gulp… Thank God it was just a dream… but I could still hear my heart thumping fast… it all started this way…

It was 5.45AM, as usual my mobile annoyed me by reverberating the alarm set for the time… I silenced him with a click and went back to sleep convincing myself… IT’S TOO EARLY… TAKE REST…. went back to sleep in no time…

Was I cooking or boiling water, I am not able to make out clearly… but was in kitchen having a dialogue with my nanny about all kinds of nonsense happening around the world. Couple of minutes later I rushed out, considering something that I was supposed to do on day. I came out of the domicile taking the side road to my nameless destination… Metal crushing thud stopped me from taking a step further…

I looked back and stood there for a couple of seconds, not able to move as if I was struck hard with something I have never seen or never wished to see in my life… came to my senses in a couple and rushed to the spot, many were already there to the rescue. I tried hard to move in beating the crowd, by that time someone shouted, there is a kid… with all my strength I separated the crowd and moved in. I was received by a Baby who is hardly 1 or 2yrs old and a lady who is supposedly the mother… I shouted… someone call for help…give space… don’t crowd around them and waived my hands around for space…

I saw the lady asking for something, could make out that she was asking for water… I rushed to my space to get some, in a distance I could hear the ambulance siren… that gave me hope… I was back to the spot in no time, but the crowd received me with an unusual stillness… lightning passed through my heart. I walked to the person holding the baby, raised my right hand and uttered WATER… He slowly raised his head as if he was hiding something, looked at me pouring through his eyes and sounded… Its of no use… Water slipped though my hands to hit the floor… tears blurred my vision, slowly I came out and sat on the pavement… pair of soft hands rolled over my shoulder… I couldn’t stop myself seeing my nanny… As I was crying loud she held me tight in her arms…

Adding the G’ Factor

Fireworks shifting dusk to dawn… laser shows that roused many hearts cheering the floor… followed by musical extravaganza… and stunt performance by the ‘First ladies of American football’… Flag bearers flew to the ground raising the nerves for the occasion…………………….. All these reminded me the opening ceremonies of Olympics or FIFA world Cup… Pupil dilating show that I just witnessed was the opening ceremony of ‘Indian premier league’…. but such a start was long expected…

Adding glamour to the game that would be the appropriate remark... the G factor that was missing through out the years in cricket was given at its Best on the day… Bollywood stars crowning the brand ambassador’s pose for the team, added flavors to it… League started with a sensation start when INRs were poured in millions for the event… In the name of Ownership, Franchise or bids for the players… the opening ceremony was just an extension of the same…

Will IPL be continued in the following years?? This cannot be predicted as for now as the league owes big bugs… and the triumph of the endeavor yet to be witnessed… But 18th April witnessed some thing that was never recorded in the history of cricket in India where Cricket is considered as a religion…. leaving undying memories in the heart of the fans….…

Did I enjoy the show? Yes I did…. was stuck to my chair from 6-10pm… leaving one or two instance when the electricity board took the liberty to cut down the power to add anxiety to the show… But the show was worth a watch…

Baby I luv U...

“Pehli Nazar main kaisa jadoo kardiyaa” ….. even though the movie(RACE) didn’t impress me much, this song lodged my heart… every now and then this song used to fill up the air around me… it gave me the notion that there are people who still have faith in them and come up with breathtaking formation… all was shattered in a second when my inbox counted a mail more… memo conveyed nothing much, the song which I measured worth was yet another replica of some one else labor…

This reminded me of editorial in TOI which I comprehended today, titled ‘No Comparisons PLEASE’.. Big B showered every line with his like and dislike the way comparison is done with Hollywood and Bollywood.. Seeing all these I totally agree to him.. we have no right to compare Bollywood with Hollywood… former is no where close, for a comparison..

Gone are days of great movie makers like Satyajit ray… Movies are now in the stage of commercialism… following the golden rule Beg, Borrow or Steal.. picking up the big hit recipe available in the local or overseas market with out any favoritism adding to it the local favorite masala offered and make a copy right of yours.. Even critiques use to mock only the copies made from local market over looking the tour de force overseas… when brain storming session were going around the recent Tamil/Telgu remake of Gajani to Hindi.. we all silently forget its forerunner MEMENTO…



P.s Song which I was talking about is the copy of the work in the link.. looks like Korean… but indeed a good one.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAVvhsUlvjM&feature=related

First Day of BLOGgin

Another day in office, checking the bugs that i have raised.. closing a few... and bugging the creators for bring things in my way.

A pop-up(gtalk) on the right window of my comp ended up in creating a space for.. my words. Thought that a good sentence construction and language is required for bloggin was corrected by the message in the pop.. which quoted.. "write for yourself".... Yaa.. If i am not gonna write what i feel who is gonna do that for me.. Let this be the beginning