Finding my muse..Again!

It's been a while since I wrote anything. Not just in terms of the blog. Anything. Blog was just one of the places and spaces that I scribble on. Always carry a pen/color pencils and a book irrespective of where I am and where I'm going. Else I'd be composing pages long mails to any of my mad mad friends who are always patient enough to sit through anything I'm currently rambling about! It's a very unusual feeling for me not to write at any point in my life unless I'm depressed. But that's the whole point, I dont feel anywhere close to being depressed. And neither am I so busy that I dont have time to write. So what's missing?!


It's been very "And you never know, when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart" - esque*

I'd been missing my muse. She seemed to have gone off on a vacation. As lazy as I am and as annoying as she used to be, I missed her terribly! And so I went hunting for her in the usual places. Read new books and old favorites. Saw a bunch of movies, all of which I more or less enjoyed but dint seem to have much to say about.

Listened to my old favorites of classic rocks which she used to hum a lot.But nothing!

Then on practically a whim and a fancy, went to see "The Artist". 


*Something's Missing -John Mayer
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This post's been in a coma for well, about a month now. So I'm taking a different approach. I'm going to do a quick summary of all the things I have kept pending.


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And You can't but help love Uggi too! :)

So like I was saying saw 'The Artist'.. (twice! :) and it was just as awesome the first time around which is saying a lot according to me because it proves there's some innate value beyond the novelty of the idea.) Jean Dujardin had me sighing (...again. Except this time I also had the time to notice Berenice Bejo as Peppy Miller. I dint give her enough credit the first time around.) The story line was predictable, something in almost any other case would have irritated the hell outta me. But with the Artist I merely felt it was because I understood him so well. Anyways, the point was that I found my muse along with Dujardin. He/the movie made me feel like doing something impulsive like sleeping under than stars ( well, I did grab a mattress and blanket and stay under the stars that night..sleep, not so much!). Grab a book and start writing again. Tear out a sheet and splash colors. And it felt marvelous, finding her again!


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Ode to Culcatta as well!

Saw 'Kahaani'. Vidya Balan rocks the heck out of it! The woman is beguiling in way few actress are in the industry today. She's playful, vulnerable, strong all at the same time. The last 3 mins being overkill and unnecessary is the only complaint I had. But the woman had me go gaga, esp when she goes all Jolie-que in the Bengali saree in the end. I doubt even Jolie could have pulled that off in a saree! :-P And I love how Culcutta is just as much a protagonist as Vidya is. You can feel the vibrancy of city and it's life teeming around her all the time.


Was extremely disappointed to know the 'inspiration' was from Jolie herself in 'Taking Lives'. Oh well! :( 
But I still strongly recommend it. 


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I dont get why they are like me!

Read 'Insects Are Just Like You and Me Except Some of Them Have Wings' by Kuzhali Manickavel. Something I've not been able to grasp entirely. Short stories which seem to have been written while having hash brownies! The funny thing is while reading, it sort of makes sense. The way dreams do while we are dreaming. But finish the story and look at the whole picture and things start to fall apart slowly. Like the way dreams do after waking up. But certain stories have morbid yet endearing aspect. Like the nose bleed story. It's hard to explain why you relate to it, but you do. The rest of it, I'm waiting to have a go again after #brownies. Hopefully it'll make more sense then! But then again, most things do after #brownies! :)


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Totally get why it's in the
top 10 IMDB Horror list

Saw 'Tale of two sisters'.  South Korean psychological thriller with horror-like frills. A movie which needed more than one take to see it from every angle. Wonderfully interwoven, the flash backs, the dialog. Can seem disorienting the first time but the second time is when you fully appreciate how delicately nuanced each scene was. Have to give it to the chinky* people. They really know how to get your goosebumps going!




*pardon my political incorrectness!


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Finally finished the Paolini's Inheritance series. Unfortunately I cant pass a clear judgement on the 4th book because by the time I got my hands on it I had more or less forgotten the other 3. Need to re-read from the start. But there was something mildly disappointing about it. Of the first three I remember the 'sitting on the edge and reading' feeling which was missing here. There were moments but the climax was, well, ok..Just ok! Still as a series it was well worth the ride. Besides there's something so inexplicably sexy about dragons that the series was just bound to be cool anyways! :)

Dragons Rule! :)

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Well, that's it for..the last month :) Take care folks!

Rewind - Chapter 2

Wrote this two years back. World was so different those days it feels like it happened eons ago and I have aged terribly since then. Least that's how I've been feeling these days. Of course, it's more likely to be one of those quarter age crisis that seems to be all the trend these day with everyone :-) But what surprised me, very pleasantly I may add, was that I had already written this. I mean, that some ideas and thought have remained the same in me. Gives me a wee bit of hope that possibily, just that tiniest bit of possibility still exists, that I'm not entirely cynical :-)

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Finished 'ballet shoes'. It's actually a children's classic. Uncle G had got a book where they give the beggining of a whole sets of books and they stop right when the suspense peaks. But a lot of those books are, I think, british and it's hard to find those books. so I had read the initial chapters a long time back.. 


Even after I saw this book I dint read it for the longest time coz I figured I would have outgrown  the book and I dint want the magic to fade. It had happened before, where i re-read a book I had read when I was young except now I cant relate to it and all the magic I remember being associated with that book disappeared which was one of the saddest thing to have happened. That's a little bit of your childhood being killed then when that aura of magic melts away. So I dint read it till yesterday... and it's still a wonderful book. It dint disappoint one bit. It had the happy ending we expected but also a very different twist to it. I dont know how I would have felt about it if I was younger coz it would have been too bitter sweet... but now i realise that's how life is and i'm glad for that twist.

The story is about three lil orphans who gets adopted, or rather 'collected', by a eccentric old traveller.  The grls, pauline, petrova and posy, call themselves fossils since that's what the rest of the stuff collected by the old man is called and are given to the care of his grand neice and her maid. It's a lovely story how the grls find themselves, with pauline(eldest) an actress and posy(youngest) who pretty much breathes thru dance and petrova(middle and a russian by birth, the one I most identified with) with a knack for neither but loves cars and airplanes. I know you must be wondering why I would identify with petrova. With all three in a dance and drama academy, it's easy to imagine who would be a fish out of water. And right now it's just all too easy to identify with fishes out of water.

Anyways, it was lovely. With all the dance and drama and the grls in general. It's written in the most childlike way possible without sounding precocious. All of which is, honestly, rather surprising coming from a guy( Noel Streatfeild)

I swear, something it's seems almost surreal when a guy has such insight about being a grl. I still cant believe that John Mayer wrote that song all by himself, called 'Daughters'. He won the grammy for best lyrics and I could not have agreed more with a grammy award before.  It's just amazing how he could know without being a grl or even having a daughter. If he wasnt such a talented lyricist and songwriter I would have probably not liked him by now. Miss the John Mayer when he was new to the business... he was still cocky but it was not coz he thought himself as a great musician but more i felt coz an innate nature. Now that cockyness seems to come off more as arrogance than anything else, which is so sad coz i still love almost all his songs and wish i could look up to him! 


Listening to daughters now. I dont know for sure, but i do feel it;s true for almost all [women] out there. least both me and elu agreed with him cent percent. The first time i heard him sing I was in shock. more like, 'how could he know?'.  Well, still feel the same way. Doesnt seem to have the same effect on guys... dont know why?!


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In the mean time, you ever had a song a book which never loses it's magic no matter how many times you've gone back?