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Taxi Driver : The Movie

I saw the movie Taxi Driver yesterday, and again today morning. Since there has been a long time since the movie was released, I am sure there must have been hundreds of reviews so there is no point in having a review again. I'd just like to say my views about some things in the movie.
A funny thing before I start. Know what Robert Di Niro and Shammi Kapoor have in common. For both of them, I watched movies in which they are older first. This made it very difficult for me to picture them young, even when I was watching this movie. Di Niro is very young here (he plays a 26 year old guy) and still he seemed very mature to me. Not that he planned it that way, just that when I see that face, I see an old experienced man, not a young directionless taxi driver.
Also, I finally realised from where Mahesh Bhatt got the story idea for Sadak ;)
The movie is very slow, dull and dark. And the director makes no excuses for that, it is meant to be this way. It is meant to showcase bad times in a …

I am India

I am sure most of you would have heard about this video (if not already seen it).
This also has scenes from my company :)

The lessons

Ok, another post inspired from The Wonder Years :)
In the episode Our Miss White, Kevin finds himself attracted to his teacher Miss White. He is sure it is love from both sides, in his words "It is something which exists but is too far-fetched to survive in the real world", and  the only reason both of them hold back is because of the society. He is heart-broken when he finds that she has a boyfriend, but is not able to be sad for a long time because at the same moment he realizes that he has made his dad very very proud, and that takes his mind off everything else for a while.
There were traces of the movie Mera Naam Joker in this episode, I don't think this is a case of the director being inspired. They were similar because that is the way the story of most of the young kids go (except for the making Dad proud part). You fall in love with your teacher, you think that she also feels the same way, your feelings grow stronger and stronger until one day the truth dawns on yo…

The Wonder Years

Have been watching a lot of The Wonder Years lately :)
Though I have not yet reached the final season, I got a glimpse of how the series ended when I was reading about it on Wikipedia. Thought of sharing it with you.
Here it is.

Dad's office

I was watching an episode of The Wonder Years with my roommate today. It was the episode where Kevin's dad takes him to his office to show him what does he do. By the end of the episode Kevin is able to better understand why sometimes his dad comes home all gruffy and why he is so hard on them sometimes, also why he always tried to soothe himself by watching the stars using his telescope for hours.
The episode seemed to be related to me somewhere. I also used to accompany my father to his office sometimes as a kid and was at a total loss to understand what he did before those trips. Not that after that I knew it pretty well, but still I got to know some things.
Kevin was very impressed by the fact that his father is in a position to give orders to others, even though he did not get a word of what he was saying. I used to feel the same sense of pride when I realised that my father is a boss for so many ppl (it helped matters that I never got to meet his boss :) ) and also that he is …

Sleep glorious sleep :)

It's a lazy Saturday morning, you wanna sleep till you get bored of it. But someone reminds you that you have to go to work today coz you already had an off day when the state was bandh because of some activists (2 weeks ago).I was in the process of pulling the blanket up to my eyes when Rahul took this pic. On a different note, covering myself from head to toe in a blanket makes me feel a strange sort of immunity, only to be topped by a loving hug :)

Say NO

Yesterday I was having a discussion with a colleague which later got blown into a full fledged argument. So much so that after a point we actually forgot what was it that we were actually discussing :)
But there is one part of that argument that did strike me...I was making a point that if we all do our own work with integrity and honesty then there would be no need for anybody to force any rules on us; and that the reason why most people don't do the right thing is because of lack of education. She objected saying that education does not always guarantee fair conduct; that there were plenty of examples of lack of fairness around us. I (off-course) goaded and she pointed to the loads of pirated songs stashed in my hard disk. I was really taken aback, I did not expect such a swift and brutal attack!

Long after we ended that discussion I kept thinking about what she'd said and I couldn't help feeling guilty. So I decided to say no to piracy in totality. No more unauthorized mp…

The Man In The Glass

~ The Man in the Glass ~
When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day, Just go to the mirror and look at yourself

And see what that man has to say
For it isn't your father or mother or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life

Is the one staring back from the glass
He's the fellow to please - never mind all the rest,
For he's with you clear to the end. And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test

If the man in the glass is your friend.
You may be like Jack Horner and chisel a plum
And think you're a wonderful guy. But the man in the glass says you're only a bum If you can't look him straight in the eye.
You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years And get pats on the back as you pass. But your final reward will be heartache and tears If you've cheated the man in the glass.
Dale Wimbrow, 1895-1954

The Gold Song - Prince

There's a mountain and it's mighty high U cannot see the top unless U fly And there's a molehill of proven ground There ain't no where 2 go if U hang around
Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
There's an ocean of despair
Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
There's a lady, 99 years old
Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold (Sold)

Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told What's the use of money if U ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire there is cold All that glitters ain't gold
There are people livin' there They're unhappy each and every day But hell is not fashion so what U tryin' 2 say?
Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told What's the use of money if U ain't gonna break the mold? Even at the center of fire there is cold All that glitters ain't gold, no no
If she led a good life, heaven takes her soul Now that's a theory and if U don't wanna know Step a…

BappiDa Rocks!!!

“Shola hai…ya hai bijuria, dil ki bajariya, bambai nagariya”
Had heard this on and off on TV and liked it a bit…missed the opening scenes of the movie because of being late and hence missed the song. Then a couple of days later I got hold of the mp3 of this song from one of my friends, and I got totally hooked.
The song is great…and Bappi Lahiri (I am not sure of it’s Bappi or Bhappi) rocks…it’s been a long time since I heard him sing but still, he never was a great singer to me anyway. I always thought of him as an inspired musician who knew nothing better than to copy good english songs into somewhat good Hindi songs. He was not all copycat I agree but still with the amount of talent he had, I don’t think he needed to copy at all. He gave some pretty good songs but the fact is that earlier I didn’t listen to English songs that much and so I appreciated him as a good composer. Now what happens is that I listen to some song and I realise that Bappi Lahiri had copied it even before I wa…

Bangalore Rain

There is a reason why I am writing this post (besides that I want to), and that reason is that it is 8 PM and I am stuck in the office because of the unpredictable and unyielding Bangalore Rain. It does not spare anybody, it is the great leveler. Everyone is equal in it's eyes, it will wreck havoc for all and sundry.
Don't get me wrong here, I like rain. I can even say that I almost LOVE rain, I love getting wet in the rain with a hassle free mind. But this Bangalore Rain decides to come down on me only when its the last thing that I can afford :(

When it is the fag end of a tiring office day, I have some important doc or interesting book with me (which can get wet very easily), I am wearing leather shoes and one of my best shirts, and i have chosen to come to office on my bike instead of the office bus; that is the time when this rain will come down, not during the day, not during the night, but at that very particular instant.

I have been thinking maybe I can do great social se…

The Last Leaf

Last night was my first experience of watching a play (as part of the Live audience). It was a musical adaptation of “The Last Leaf” by O’ Henry, a story I’d liked immensely when I’d read it as a kid, and a story which I had forgotten a bit. But thanks to a friend who reminded me of the story, I was all ready to go.
In short, there were a lot of expectations from my side as I sat down to watch that play…Jaidev’s adaptation of “The Last Leaf” by O’ Henry.
So, did the play manage to meet my expectations, all of them, or any of them? A solid NO except for the fact that now I can happily say that I have cutoff one of the “Things To Do Before I’m 30” from my list.
Agreed that the play was a “MUSICAL”, but did that really mean that you have to have a song every 2 mins? Songs should help the flow, not hinder it…we felt like we were stuck in the land where time stands still, with no way to go out (thanks to the brilliant seats we'd chosen ). There were just too may songs, and with the audio…