Movies and the crap

I have a habit of taking lessons or learning something new from worst of the movies. And no, it’s not about how the movies should not be made. OK, there are parts which presses me to take notes on what not to do if and when I make a commercially acceptable movie.

I watched YJHD today (wrote on the weekend, the movie was released), average movie. It was kinda expected to be dopey reverse of how the trailers were perceived. Too much masala for an Ayan Mukherjee film, anyway at the end of the day – not the worst movie but not an awesome one as well. Somehow and always I relate to the characters in the film. Be it a sci-fi or a documentary film. There’s something about the movies and TV shows like There’s Something about Mary. It was and still is my secret hideout place from all the mess I might be having in my world. 5 minute print recording gives me a luxury of screaming in, in my head to flush out any stress or maybe happiness. In case you didn’t know that, excessive happiness is equal to << some complicated biology term>> stress.

So yeah, there was a scholar nerdy geeky whatever that she was called – it was me. I am not studying to be a doctor however I do study like one. No idea why. As she is described boring with no prior crazy experience when in the train scene, Moi - never done any of that (OK sorry, some or more or ALL :O ). Always been elusive and strange to myself, I haven’t yet figured out anything. Whoever thinks I am lying… so be it (Or Maybe I am). I could relate to her at each instance (not really, not the omnipresent short denim skirt) and I wondered – really? That is how I appear to the world? It is true that nobody judges anyone about how well they are in front of others except your parents. Yet. On the other hand, hero’s dad – ditto my dad and same small bashan about how I should live the way I want. So dreamy that was. And what songs man! I could dance to it whole day long. If you can dance balam pichkari with same gust and enthusiasm, you are my person dude! There were so many other things that could relate to and wish for. But I’ll stop there.

This movie is fresh in mind hence so many connections. Give me 2 more days, I shall at least give 20 connections from different genres of crappiest movies.  

Lesson – Movies makes you think crap!

Intro-dubtion

I am not good at introduction and stuff and all I have learnt or adapted is by the way "it" should be done. Coming out of the tent with soggy eyes - hey this is Facebook, not a concert, not a business dinner, not even a formal first impression lasting impression session. 

Background – I thought about updating the tiny space ‘About You’ on facebook since it had been the same since I was born on it. I am updating my blog (mental peace piece apparently) instead. How brilliant and convenient!

So here it goes in an nontraditional way of not representing how cool I am:

• I am not lazy, I hate being lazy, I hate the word hate, I rather use dislike. 
• I like to scribble, scribbling leads to some good posts here and there which selective people read, laugh, loathe.
• Heard of Maa? Oh I am that. Long arms, children surrounded crying on shoulder of mine, Maa sobbing like a non-drama queen to support them with agony aunt taunts intermittently. Yeah that. Friends please testify.
• Dry humor is in my genes, nobody gets it; even I don't.
• I know nothing about anything, which sums it up about how everyone perceives themselves.
• Pretending to be strong about a character and not being one -the things that I have realized about human beings.
• The ghissa-pitta Alone and being lonely – two different and similar values. Learnt, passed, over-thought and had mindless debates about them in my head.
• Highly believe in irreverence instead of its opposite; have known to infect others’ brains with similar belief. Guilty!
• And Oh, I am a conflicted person with rare opinions (as you may know) – I blame myself for everything because it’s easier to not blame others. 

As I sit here at London-Heathrow Airport waiting for my flight back to USA, I am just surrounded by expensive yet luring fashion and need stores which at this point I can’t dig in much in my pocket to spend on and also, Hawt English speaking men whom I never will extend an interest towards, even with a small talk. Such is my life. 

No Lessons Learnt, except lesson to have a lesson next time.

Way to go, you anticipation!

While I make up my mind about writing something new to endure and to feel like I have thought enough about it, I shall just begin with a random rant about how I am looking forward to so many things which are not in exact near future. My near future is next minute, next day and at the most the next weekend, nothing beyond that. It's shameful that I change definitions for the phrase and words very easily created by the English Gods. They must really hate me. Not because I kill the language, but because I stand by my language and don't care correcting them as per the rules and usual ordinance.

I have been in this alien country for enough months to say I know stuff. Not everything, but stuff which are enough to gulp away the modesty of saying 'Ah I am still new, you have to show me the way'. In a squeaky way of course, you know what I mean. So here I am trying to decide the right thing by trying to choose the right shirt to wear tomorrow. Other days or rather back home, I used to ask my sibling about an opinion and end up wearing something that I subconsciously wanted to. Trust me, that made her crazy big time. Without person like my sibling, I couldn't decide anything or everything. Now replace the shirt with a destination to go to, alone. Yes that dilemma. 

(Good job, mirthy on using a random image from the internet)

Its been difficult to decide where to put my next step forward to - like an extra different soil of other state to have a stain on my sneakers. Back home or with friends, decision is normally very conclusive, because plans are interdependent on how all of us think. When it comes to traveling and exploring alone, you have to think for yourself, not only that but apply extra pressure on my hard nut brain by not forgetting any thing to take along with me or even consider some people to contact.  Numerous choices that I have, is not exactly a good situation. Because you might end up hurting few people you said you will visit them (or they said I should visit them - works both way) or vice-versa. The vice-versa is for the feeling of un-welcome (if that's a word) by the recipients. In India, "Atithi devo bhava"(The Guest is God) is everything. Hence they should be welcomed and on top of it, treated well even if you don't like it. It's not the same anymore; people change, culture change so does the reaction towards it.  

Despite all these things that are revolving like a magnetic ball around my head over a simple thing on where to go and where not to - keeping in mind the positives and pitfalls of the pre-post visits is making me parallel-y anxious. Sigh, that's a long sentence. At least I know where I wouldn't-shouldn't go and which place accounts to place>people. Gives me a genuine unavoidable reason to be excited for the arrival of summer to cherish, enjoy, and all the fun that I have in my convoluted mind of destructs. I hear summer is an awesome time to be here, so ;) yay! 

Lesson: Continue being excited, what's there to lose?!

Another note that I wrote to myself couple of weeks ago and to whoever who reads it: 

There was no remorse on opposite person's expression after all the hula-hula. You know then and there that, he/she is not worth the importance originally or currently given. Or he/she is just too smart to get affected by petty matters. I go with the former. 

Toodles!

Resisting the move

There are very little or many things that we want to do, but don't do. Sometimes I think I might be the only person on the earth or at least wherever I go has the stupid opportunity of not doing what you want to do. Now wanting to do can be in the range from having freedom to speech to freedom of action. Yeah well, USA is a free country (Oopsie, I forgot to mention that, my dear blog, I am here... In United States of America, but more of that - later), you can very well do everything but with restrictions. Staying away, independently gives you a chance of acting differently, the way you want. I say its untrue. You can be whatever you want wherever you want, anything you want. Only expressing the same "whatever" depends on the janta around you. People also say you should be yourself. Again, it is always easy to preach and not to follow - in some situations. Wandering away - please come back mirthy.

OK, my point is this want to act or express is suppressed in many situations. For example, a guy B likes this girl G and he doesn't know if G likes him back. Also at the same time, G acts like she doesn't care what is happening around her because of her set of personal problems, leading to a suppression of one's expression. Ooo, that rhymed. Well, its not right to not emote. Its clearly a non-brave-y thing to do. I for one, preach for expression in right amounts at all times and try as much as possible to speak out loud. Yes, the random blah-blah is here! The other day, a friend of mine from other state tells me that she and one of her roommates is having a cold war with her other 3 roommates  Cold ware maane, 3 doesn't say anything to 2 and vice-versa, but they make it a point to back-bitch  How puerile! Just express it, my dear ladies. You never know you might realize that you are the sisters from another mother. Sorry, bad joke :/

I have been doing a lot of Business Intelligence (BI) lately. So I think I have acquired additional skills to analyze and predict the behavior of the opposite person, which I think is absolutely Awesome (high-pitch intended). However (business rules, see!), BI just works only for systems and not for humans, I have learnt. Not that I care and oh, I will be super snooze-y and not talk about it,  I tell the whole world (world = my super tiny temporal lobe), except the behavior analyzed subjects till they ask for it. Scary, when you know they are querying (database term) your frontal cortex or temporal lobe. And of course Oh Gawd moment.

Lesson: Don't resist yourself in expressing your emotions, as you know its a short term life that we are living these days, believe it or not. Buck up and live your day to the fullest, every day.

Sometimes, some people need to slow down who has already learnt this lesson.

Also, this post is small and quick by my terms. My Inspiration story which I have been trying to write since July last year, has been stuck and incomplete for so long. When will I complete that and put it up here?! Hmpfh.