Archive for February, 2010

The Concrete Jungle

The sultry heat on a midsummer afternoon is a depiction of sun god’s prowess on the petty human souls and the barren land that is being baked by his glowing furnace. I stood along the payment of the construction site, analyzing the changing dynamics of realty (that’s my profession). I dreaded this visit. The minute I stepped out of the cozy confines of my air-conditioned car, I was profusely sweating. In a minute I was soaked in a deluge of body fluids that ceaselessly flowed from every...

My Name is Khan-Film Review

“My name is Khan and Iam not a terrorist”, a relevant message, but sadly not compelling enough. My name is Khan is a movie, with its heart in the right place but lacks the conviction and power to steer up your emotions. The movie from the Karan Johar camp is refreshingly different, as the director adopts a simplistic approach in dealing with a pertinent issue. The director goes beyond his trademark Grandeur and traditional family drama to describe the journey of the protagonist; an...

Those Blissful Moments

He stood admiring her beauty, unmindful of the maddening crowd. His eyes remained glued to her, while she was gossiping her way to glory, amongst a bunch of girls. She was bubbly, enigmatic and filled with character. The little lumps of flesh on her rosy cheeks blossomed like a flower, each time she blushed. These were moments of ecstasy. There was an unexplainable connect he established with this feminine soul that stood across the street, waiting for the signal to turn red. He felt like he...

The City Girl

It was well past 12 in the night and for a moment she felt a sudden surge of insecurity in the darkness of the club. The dim lights flashing across the room, made her feel secure in the obscure world, lest ‘known faces’ notice her. With every sip of Vodka, she felt the ominous presence of her father. She blurted apologies, falling on her knees, begging forgiveness, while her colleagues joined her emotional outcry, spilling beer as “One sane soul consoled the other”. Her father had been...

When the Mind Is Agitated

The mind is agitated, emotions are running high. The very thought of being wronged-offended-hurt erupts an internal volcano that aggravates with time. Thoughts of politicization and distrust begin to take shape. Your angry, beyond bounds that you wish to remain aloof. It seems the world is against you and the person in question will never be forgiven. You wish to return the ‘favour’, by giving him a piece of your mind. There is a sense of insult that brews within you. “He shall never be...

The Mercedes Phenomenon: Transforming Dreams to Goals

It was about a year ago, my friend and I were strolling down Residency road when a sparkling black Mercedes whizzed past us like a bolt of lightening. “That’s my Car “he claimed, bringing back a cheer on his otherwise distraught face. “Leave alone owning a Mercedes, I do not have enough to purchase a new cell phone “, I cribbed “You may not own it, but that does not stop you from desiring to own one someday “, he claimed, “I’m working towards it “ The Mercedes Benz has...

The Smoke Of Glory: Connecting With Children

He was all of thirteen, short, slim and charming. With the characteristic school bag that seemingly weighed a ton, he set out from home to school. Typical of a school kid, he bid adieu to his parents and joyously strolled down the street, kicking the stones along the way. As the little one turned around the corner, out came a little pack of cigarettes that had been cleverly concealed in the bag .In the cover of a tree, away from the busy din, he puffed his way to glory. With every puff he felt...