MuchToDo

Much excitement, much ado, much to-do... and not much keeping up with the ever expanding list of the must-immediately-accomplish.
am also convinced that all these means of "staying connected" are actually bullying us into "staying answerable" at all times.. and any desire to stay connected to reality and not the virtual presence.. or any desire to not be attached at the hip or available 24/7 makes one a direct target.
I had become quite (in)famous for responding post 2-4 hours of being contacted by any of these means...*insert gasp*
which, in my humble opinion, is quite okay... and perhaps a decade ago would have been considered good form and manners... in fact, quite accessible... but now somehow the pace of technology has convinced us that just because my message Reaches you within 2 ticks... somehow i am obligated to receive a Response somewhere relative to the speed at which the message has reached you...
as though, by virtue of having Sent the msg Fast, i am entitled to receive a response at the same pace..
which would have been considered ridiculous if it had not become so universally accepted so instantaneously

I wonder why more people don't have a problem with this answerability.. i like to take my time.. continue the job at hand.. and just because i can reply instantly.. why do i have to?

there has always been that stubborn streak in me.. to not bow down to situations just because things are flowing in that direction.. the questioning mind has always made its presence felt.. and that continues.. "just because" is never good enough as a reason..

again, i ask.. why must i be compelled?
and why is no one else asking?

Birthday Week (Wish) :)

As part of a hiccuping tradition, i shall announce my state of mind close to the Birth Day... :)
the day i slipped and came swishing out to join the masses.. intending to grow, learn, evolve and expand my consciousness... hoping that this time i would get it right... knowing some of the milestones that might await me and blissfully unaware, yet excited, about the ones to be revealed...

the day i chose to come here may not be exactly relevant (and isn't to anyone in particular anymore...since i have very much landed) but it can be a cause of celebration if i choose to connect to why i did come here. what was the intention, hope, aspiration and achievement i wished to accomplish within this life span?

if i connect to my kaaran, there may just be sufficient cause and enough joy to celebrate the year round :)

With the desire to stay connected to my purpose of birth,
excitedly,
celebrating the beginning of the 28th year... here. :)

Sisterhood calling, where are You?

Do you know what makes me feel really sad?
feminism-bashing from women.

Each time... Each time i read someone spouting vitriol against kangana ranaut it makes me really sad.. because kangana epitomises a strong person speaking her mind... and honestly owning up to not consciously being a feminist.. and someone who is in charge of her own destiny, actively!

but when i see criticism levelled at her due to her "arrogance" Aforementioned Sick Article (oh how blasphemous she considers herself a "hero" now, how dare she? they say)... and when i see that "they" is a woman.. i am saddened even more so.. because to expect that from (some)men is a given... as they struggle with what they personally perceive as an attack on their privilege to speak their mind freely or rather an encroachment onto their space of liberty... but a woman?
sorry.. but you have to be a really bitter person to grudge them the right to live their life as they please, in accordance with their own efforts..
It begs the question, who are you?

i guess there is still an expectation of solidarity from women.. which when unmet makes me angrier.. because i feel words coming from women against women are a strong tool that patriarchy uses to justify its own regressive stance.


Stop being used.
If you don't take a stand to protect a woman's right to express herself, how the EFF can YOU look into the mirror and call yourself a writer? someone, at some point, paved the way for us to express ourselves in this unequal society.. why on Earth would you, with one swipe of the pen, try and drag us back.

saddened.

why?

Why do we fudge the past?

I'm using "we" in the loosest sense possible here because i don't think i do it..
im baffled by it... when someones own words, own expressed experience of an event has been a waste of time, energy and generally has not been a "thumbs up" moment.. is instead expressed on social media as something trotting much beyond earthy joy!

What is happening?
why are we re-writing the past?
and for whom?

who are we trying to convince of an alternate experience in an otherwise drab factual past?
who is it?
are we ourselves convinced by it?
will it become a manipulated memory that we ourselves long for 2 decades hence?

It's become easier now to change what "is"
and paint over it, gloss over it, edit it, crop it, add filters, twist angles, and i haven't even begun on "real photoshopping"... we are manipulating much more than pictures and shades.. we are changing the past.

but, why?
anyone out there? reading?

You, Me, Everybody!

Someone is married
Someone is engaged :)
Someone is sharing with the world though paint
Someone is dating someone completely inappropriate but is a total sweet<3 nbsp="" p="">Someone is happy and following their dreams
Someone is unavailable
Someone is available
Someone is looking
Someone has found the one :)
Someone got married and we just found out :)
Someone is a "we"
Someone is sure

There are many Someones out there... friends, long lost friends, old, new.. every"one" is doing something uniquely different, is in a different place in their life.
it's nice to be part of the journey..no matter in how minuscule a way!
speaking of which just learnt that B got married last year! Sooooooo happy to hear from her!
<3 full="" joy="" of="" p="">can't wait to hug it out!!
excitement!!
hope the reunion materialises!
and so does my thesis!

Happy Journey Every"one" :)

Enough Movie, Enough

(It is highly possible)The friends who travelled with me on the Literary journey will be unhappy with my next statement...

Side note-it shows my evolvement into the late 20's that I say "highly possible" now instead of Definitely... as life shows us oh so often.. there's not so much we can guarantee when it comes to reactions of the world

so coming back to my (probably) annoying statement...
today was the rare occasion i felt like physically tossing tomatoes at the cinema screen ... the first 15-20 mins of Imtiaz Ali's little directorial gem were horrible.
H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E

i felt like forwarding past the junk and getting to the-DAYUM STORY!!!
where was the story?
or were we going to feast (and subsequently regurgitate) on the melodrama and absurdity alone?
while deepika padukone longed for the loony wildcard throughout the movie... i hoped he wouldn't resurface and test my patience..

have i truly become a trifle "too old for this sheeeeeeeeeeiiit"?
what do you mean by flinging off the only shirt you have?
why would you get drunk on wine bought by a stranger?
how old ARE you to be behaving so immaturely and recklessly?
don't you have a job/chores/a life?
I get that you're on a holiday, but please don't sit on the floor.
don't dance (lie down) on the road
were just Some of the thoughts skimming through my mind...

I understand that there are many out there who would relate to that... but the insanity just didn't connect with me.i have a theory that it was something some would Like to connect to.. the spirited traveller perhaps... a break from the humdrum for others... but i was just wishing for some tomatoes to toss towards them. GROW UP my mind barked. sigh.

anyway by the time the credits rolled up... i figured out it was a little representation of boy imtiaz... the misunderstood little storyteller, not cut out for the dry corporate world... always a little aloof to the race... desperately different... misunderstood. all that jazz... but it didn't come close to striking any chord for me... the dialogues could have been (much) better... the story too could have done with some solid plot points.. too much emotion and suspect split personality disorder for me.
riding on emotions.desperate desperate emotions. sigh.

too much drama in This Tamasha i say... but the name should have tipped me off, eh? Yes. True.
you're right.
when you're right you're right.
Summation- don't watch it. ugh.

A Slice of Pizza and a little Misogyny, perhaps?

Pyaar Ka Panchnama

Hello you little woman-hater you... (Addressing the maker of the movie)
I guess it stems from a case of heart break OR... just ignorance but the guy who made this movie... likes women not-a-lot.

Great acting, interesting dialogues BUT BUT BUT... why the three such terrible stereotypes of women?
one vain and superficial (think credit cards, spoilt rich girl who turns her bf into a poodle-handler type)
one hypocritical (think middle class daddys girl.. lies, manipulations and ultimately marriage as a business concept)
one a gold-digger (in the GUISE of a dutch-going feminist.. tsk. *cries*)

SPOILER ALERT
the conclusion being "only mom loves me unconditionally", and all 3 men ditching the big fat dhabbas on humanity (the 3 women)... vindicated for having climbed out of the honey traps that had initially seduced them.

because the movie may say "pyaar" or love, but all 3 "romances" stem and conclude with lust...

now you May say (as is said OFTEN by almost everyone who hasn't studied humanities) ... that "its just a movie" ... BUT the whole idea is it MATTERS>... not for those who have a solid belief system which has a strong foundation of morality... but for the less fortunate ones who may or may not have money but lack a solid ethical upbringing... who look to film stars and tv for inspiration on how to live their life! who copy SRK and Salman as though their cinematic characters are true reflections on how to live life/conduct oneself in society.. who think eve teasing is "expressing interest", who think pinching bums is "flirting", who think eating chowmein is seduction, and bar hopping is morally depraved (for women, naturally)...

not for any of the readers of this blog probably.. all 90 of you (yay)
but for the intelligent it is hard to accept OR understand ignorance, no?
so hard to relate to that it seems absurd that someone who could be ignorant enough to believe cinema or their version (lies) about women... absurd that some people can't distinguish between fiction and reality... absolutely absurd.

agreed that SOME women MAY be superficial but tarnishing them all as greedy, vain, barbies is fundamentally disgusting.

sadly it was packaged in a good fun appealing movie.
so it'll be easily digested by the masses... a sad day indeed.
if only... we could discriminate between an individual experience and the masses.
if only it was "just a movie"...