Sunday, October 26, 2014

Screen vs Stage Presence

Dear SRK,

Was just watching you a few minutes back on Aap Ki Adalat. And felt like it's time I should say this to you.

You may not have been able to (technically) justify your slate on one or more of the complaints posed upon you (This is my opinion, and not the judge's one, for I was too lazy to stay hooked till the end. But even then, who knows if the judge also would have arrived at the similar verdict. Actually unlikely. Darn!) But your.. umm.. SRKish charm sweeps you across, almost always, clearly, safely, and a little intimidatingly, no matter whatever situation you may be in. This SRKish charm is something I associate with your personal persona,  and not really with your professional one. The later one being ruled out owing to some of your last screen appearances I have seen. And again by professional, I mean the key one, that is your acting. And not the other variants like production, direction and stuff.

I know how easy, and mean it is to judge, but earnestly, there's something seriously screwed up with your screen presence these days. Honestly, I (still) continue to admire you as a person.Your presence of mind, your accomplishments, your courage, but only a bit of your professional works like in Baazigar, Darr, Devdas, Chak De India. Actually just in these movies unless I am missing on something owing to my short and/or long hand memory leaks. And for these, I can say confidently, it would not have come out the way it did had it not been for you. Though for remakes, I have counter candidates who claim that I say that because I haven't seen the original Dilip Kumar's one yet. But whatever.

None-the-less. You absolutely rock when it comes to spontaneity. Your stage presence is something. There was this Award show you did with Ranbir Kapoor. And it had literally laughed off the audience's asses away. Again intimidatingly. It was one of it's first kinds, in terms of boldness, humility (something beyond the realms of comedy shows) and sarcasm (needless to say, it seems to be in your DNA).

Ok, I will come to the point now.

Please (and please!) if for your fan(s)'s sake, you would let your charm remain in certain hearts forever and from here on, stop doing films as an actor, or at least take up roles that justify your presence of being, I would like to wish you good luck in the areas where it would be a real real pleasure to see you, prospering and stealing the hearts away.

Liberally yours
-Neha


Sunday, October 19, 2014

Hide and Seek

Imagine you are playing hide and seek. With the exception that this time, you hide, but are not sought. You wait, you wonder, you seek the seeker. Till you realize the seeker's gone. Far, far away. Not in your search, but in its own. Beyond your reach, beyond your imagination.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

An affair

Fall in love with your insomnia!

Steps -
1. When you have about few of your precious sleeping pills left, adjust your sleep timing in a way that you are awake early morning (example - 10PM-5AM).
2. Tie a dark cotton stole around your eyes and ears before you depart to bed. For a soundproof, lightproof & believe me a thought proof sleep.
2. Even if you are sleep deprived, try and get jogging early morning for just these days.


Result -
1. You are tired yet energetic.
2. Your clock adjusts.
3. It makes you sleepy at night, wakes you up at same time every morning till you get addicted to early morning jogs.
4. You throw away the cotton stole and forget the pills.
5. And you meet a new you!

Been 15 days. And I am already falling in an affair with myself!

Lemme clarify

Recently I found some weight in somebody's say on one of my blog posts, and I was more than happy to have that incorporated.

Now here's why it mattered and was incorporated -

1. The 'say' or 'feedback' so to say resonated with my own thoughts.
2. I know this person, trust his intentions and respect him.
3. This person is also a blogger and I can be at peace as far as his knowledge 'of the subject', and 'of the matter' is concerned. For he works and stays in the same place which is being talked about in the blog.

What this does mean

1. I am all ears when it comes to feedback, that matters.
2. I am all ears when it comes to somebody whom I respect and trust. I am all ears when it comes with the right intentions.
3. I don't mind flaunting a bit of my life, for its still me who decides how much can you peek in. For it's still me who owns that life.  Right?
4. I love playing with words. No seriously. I mean it. If you are game, welcome aboard.  
5. I enjoy seeing the no. of hits I get on my blog. It's one of the easiest mediums to promote my blog. Given the time bound life I live as a working mother, more so as a single working mother. Yeah. I just announced it.

Any which ways.

What this does not mean


Just about anybody/anything that does not comply with either of the above would be given a damn.

Hope that clarifies.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

The place in between

If only there were a place in between my home and my office, I swear, I would have landed my tired body and my tired mind over there, right away, and made sure that I do everything just so that I do nothing for the next few following hours. 

Friday, October 3, 2014

Lost & Found

I accidentally heard 'flute' today. That somehow hit some nostalgic chords somewhere. That always does. Precisely why I love  hate flute.

To speak of those days
That lawn
that opened up serene
Following those heavenly spas
As if latter were less enough to bewitch already
The cool green grass, trimmed neatly within
The comfortable seating 
Made cozy with mattresses,
bolsters and hookahs
That soulful flute being played live
The smell of the grilled kebabs breezing all over
Those dim lights
That festivity within
And that special evening
When I was recognized for the first ever SharePoint project that I had led at MS 

When old territories are (re)traversed, unexpected happens.

How can I not fall in love with this little black thing. And the memory spell that comes along. There was something about that evening. It's one of those rare things that is potential enough to make me miss old days.

And just when I carefully look at the pic, I realize that I have found my since lost and crazily searched for 'button', that belongs to one of my overcoats, that had been lying in an uncharted section of my cupboard, probably waiting for this day.
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