When they say that a masterpiece is one that envisages new meanings at different points in time, I always thought of it as a misnomer. Coz its not wot u see that has new meaning....its just that you, as a changed person tend to attach new "thinking"to it.
One of the things that "The Sixth Sense" did to me when I watched it the second time was that it proved that a work of art has a meaning that changes...with or without you.
Subtlety, simplicity, silence, steadiness and style with substance are what characterize the movie. Bruce Willis proves why he is considered so formidable. But the star of the show is the young kid "Cole" who is effortlessly real and endearing. Anger, frustration, fear, helplessness are emotions that the director personifies through Cole's facial expressions and body language. Shyamalan's concept blends into the extraordinarily engaging background score which is intercepted by well scripted dialogues.
The Sixth Sense came as a breath of fresh air when I was desperately looking for some in life. I watched it to break away from all the clutter in my head since it was a different theme. The movie did more than that. It was refreshing, revitalizing and an absolute treat for my sore, rusted brain.
Scene of the movie -
Cole - I'll tell you my secret
Malcolm - (nods)
Cole - I see dead people
Malcolm - In your dreams?
Cole - No
Malcolm - How often do you see them?
Cole - A.L.L T.H.E T.I.M.E
They're everywhere...walking around....
They dont know they're dead!!
The last line made more sense to me than it did earlier.....Strongly Recommend....Watch it!
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Unexpected enemies!
I think -
This time when there is dialogue,
I'm gonna make it clear to life's meandering ways that it cant spill over its boundaries and make a mess of the vegetation that grows so peacefully.
I think -
Now is the time to clarify my stance,
That I choose not to remain a mute spectator like the sand on the beach loosened by the continuous onslaught.
I think -
Its either this way or that now,
I'm either the sea or the land
I'm suspended in air or sunk in the mine
I'm heads or tails
I'm scalp or toe
I'm jumping in the realms of joy or trodding on the razor's edge weeping in pain.
And in my thought,
I'm enveloped by that one thread of life that swirls like a whilpool with velocity that beats the head heart and everything in between and that one link disrupts my thinking -
Hope plays spoilsport!
When hope knocks, prudence flies out of the open window.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Taking Stock - II!
Fear.
Thats been a key constituent of my life. And despite it being that way, I've never felt it touch me as much as it has in the last 2 months.
Its not the fact that I've always been in control of my life thats responsible for this state of mind. Neither is it the perfect coherrence of whats happening in my professional life.
No. Its a conflict.
Its a dependency issue. Its a nasty dependency issue.
And its something that I'm unable to do anything about.
Its a situation that could make your life irreparably messy and/or unacceptably miserable. Its a feeling of complete surrender to an external force which in your heart of hearts may not evoke the kind of trust that you expect something like that to. Its a bad feeling.
The stars that blink
The moon that glitters
The thick black sky that protects you in silence
Suddenly turn mystically against you.
"No", they say, "we think this is wrong".
"We adore you, love you, protect you and we need nothing from you
except your happiness".
Now heavens, I urge you to answer,
What fault of mine is it if you determined my life's unbending curves on the night of my birth?
Where perceptions determine errors,
Where time decides destiny,
Where wrong is just the other side of right,
My soul's heavy, my head spins and my heart bleeds!!!
Thats been a key constituent of my life. And despite it being that way, I've never felt it touch me as much as it has in the last 2 months.
Its not the fact that I've always been in control of my life thats responsible for this state of mind. Neither is it the perfect coherrence of whats happening in my professional life.
No. Its a conflict.
Its a dependency issue. Its a nasty dependency issue.
And its something that I'm unable to do anything about.
Its a situation that could make your life irreparably messy and/or unacceptably miserable. Its a feeling of complete surrender to an external force which in your heart of hearts may not evoke the kind of trust that you expect something like that to. Its a bad feeling.
The stars that blink
The moon that glitters
The thick black sky that protects you in silence
Suddenly turn mystically against you.
"No", they say, "we think this is wrong".
"We adore you, love you, protect you and we need nothing from you
except your happiness".
Now heavens, I urge you to answer,
What fault of mine is it if you determined my life's unbending curves on the night of my birth?
Where perceptions determine errors,
Where time decides destiny,
Where wrong is just the other side of right,
My soul's heavy, my head spins and my heart bleeds!!!
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Thought Geometry!
Between two
points
of view
lies a
line
of thought.
When there is no line
there is a
curve
and thats why they say -
Dont beat
around
the bush!
points
of view
lies a
line
of thought.
When there is no line
there is a
curve
and thats why they say -
Dont beat
around
the bush!
PS - Every poet has a bad poem....some like me have a despicable, digusting one....such as this one!!!
"I took the road all travelled and that, that, that, my friend, has made alllllllll the difference!!!
Here's to cheap thrills - Cheers!!
Taking Stock - I!!
Its been a while since I wrote and I'm kinda disgusted at the rate at which I have denigrated as a regular blogger. I remember the frequency of updates when I started this blog and feel ashamed now. So I guess its time to get back to old days and this is the first of the series of new posts that you wil c....:)
Its 2 months to go before I sign out of the b-school and college life for good and suddenly I feel a lil unsettled. Yeah, well, its serious life in the big bad world out there n all that....but I've never feared that and history stands testimony to that. But whats getting to me is the pace of life that I'm gonna be living, you know, the work at work at home on weekends on weekdays - I mean its not gonna be lazy anymore. Now thats scary!!
All of a sudden I feel like doing nothing - the kinda feeling you get when you know the answer to a question but you're bored to answer. Suddenly, I wanna cling onto this moment that is and never let it pass and then do nothing in the everlasting err moment.
But just when I'm trying to do that, thoughts about the lack of such feedom to laze envelope me and I go back to not enjoying the moment...
I'm like confused and like "ayyooo"....but yeah I guess I always was like this so its nothing unusual...so I waste time aimlessly like this...
....and crave for the liberty to do so in future also....(sigh!)
Its 2 months to go before I sign out of the b-school and college life for good and suddenly I feel a lil unsettled. Yeah, well, its serious life in the big bad world out there n all that....but I've never feared that and history stands testimony to that. But whats getting to me is the pace of life that I'm gonna be living, you know, the work at work at home on weekends on weekdays - I mean its not gonna be lazy anymore. Now thats scary!!
All of a sudden I feel like doing nothing - the kinda feeling you get when you know the answer to a question but you're bored to answer. Suddenly, I wanna cling onto this moment that is and never let it pass and then do nothing in the everlasting err moment.
But just when I'm trying to do that, thoughts about the lack of such feedom to laze envelope me and I go back to not enjoying the moment...
I'm like confused and like "ayyooo"....but yeah I guess I always was like this so its nothing unusual...so I waste time aimlessly like this...
....and crave for the liberty to do so in future also....(sigh!)
Monday, December 27, 2010
Tides
Tides envelope me
even though i walk back
struggle and fight them
They manage to get me where I fear them the most!
even though i walk back
struggle and fight them
They manage to get me where I fear them the most!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Empty-ness!
Sometimes....one finds himself/herself in a different world altogether!
There are times when we find several reasons to crib and sulk and there are times when we just cannot stop smiling with joy. Its almost like its in the air that we breathe - we breathe life in different ways notwithstanding all the dust/aberrations around.
But then jus like u made a choice, sometimes life breathes out - breathes u out - so hard that ur completely out of breath. Its almost a feeling of sheer helplessness - you want it, you know you cant endure it, you cant let go, you cant hold on, you cant move around, you cant give up - your choices just do not remain choices.
Your choices become those catch 22 decisions, the veracity of which u simply cannot test.....
but
U know one thing for sure - whatever you do - however you reason out - your decision is gonna leave you unhappy for the rest of your life!!
There are times when we find several reasons to crib and sulk and there are times when we just cannot stop smiling with joy. Its almost like its in the air that we breathe - we breathe life in different ways notwithstanding all the dust/aberrations around.
But then jus like u made a choice, sometimes life breathes out - breathes u out - so hard that ur completely out of breath. Its almost a feeling of sheer helplessness - you want it, you know you cant endure it, you cant let go, you cant hold on, you cant move around, you cant give up - your choices just do not remain choices.
Your choices become those catch 22 decisions, the veracity of which u simply cannot test.....
but
U know one thing for sure - whatever you do - however you reason out - your decision is gonna leave you unhappy for the rest of your life!!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Direct Access!!
So here's a post for someone who never understands my poetry. So this is jus plain boring prose.
Taking those long walks at different intervals kinda refreshes one completely. Its like splitting a boring day into 10-20 smaller days with peak activity-no activity-peak activity..... cycles.
Walks and conversations....and those walks and conversations.........
They really help in one long life with millions of days filled with a multitude of mundaneness.
(I simply cant believe I managed to write such lame stuff !!! Disgrace!!!)
Taking those long walks at different intervals kinda refreshes one completely. Its like splitting a boring day into 10-20 smaller days with peak activity-no activity-peak activity..... cycles.
Walks and conversations....and those walks and conversations.........
They really help in one long life with millions of days filled with a multitude of mundaneness.
(I simply cant believe I managed to write such lame stuff !!! Disgrace!!!)
Filaments!!
Tiny
strands of vertical solids
Tender
owing to their miniscule radii
Grow
in the affinity of heat, fire and
Bend
their old ways back and forth like
Men
who need some tempering and asperity to
learn new ways and yet again
Bend
and imbibe a newer form of matter, mind and mint to
Grow
and sustain success serially in the cold; unlearn and fall back on those
Tender
little hands and feet that were superficially formed from filaments that were
Tiny
strands of vertical solids
Tender
owing to their miniscule radii
Grow
in the affinity of heat, fire and
Bend
their old ways back and forth like
Men
who need some tempering and asperity to
learn new ways and yet again
Bend
and imbibe a newer form of matter, mind and mint to
Grow
and sustain success serially in the cold; unlearn and fall back on those
Tender
little hands and feet that were superficially formed from filaments that were
Tiny
Friday, July 16, 2010
Fascination!
Salvos of cheery sighs,
Resounding thumping on the desks,
Encore, kudos & sounds that applaud bravura -
As the crowd cheers the obvious,
i sit in silence -
partly in astonishment at the wordly wisdom or the lack of it
and partly in awe of what u've managed -
with
zero pomp
minimal firecrackers
zero swearing
sans playing to the gallery
subtle undertones
elusive analyses
pleasant eccentric style
insane noises
uncanny body language
wordless tranches.
I confess, admit, concede and yield -
You charm me
Your lectures transfix me
You enchant my intellect
You (simultaneously) encroach & contribute to my space of silence
You prompt soul searching
and make everybody else seem like a garish wannabe!
On the much awaited (at least by me) end to the strategy course that reinforces yet again my faith in the BP&S course last year and the prof who made all the difference!
Resounding thumping on the desks,
Encore, kudos & sounds that applaud bravura -
As the crowd cheers the obvious,
i sit in silence -
partly in astonishment at the wordly wisdom or the lack of it
and partly in awe of what u've managed -
with
zero pomp
minimal firecrackers
zero swearing
sans playing to the gallery
subtle undertones
elusive analyses
pleasant eccentric style
insane noises
uncanny body language
wordless tranches.
I confess, admit, concede and yield -
You charm me
Your lectures transfix me
You enchant my intellect
You (simultaneously) encroach & contribute to my space of silence
You prompt soul searching
and make everybody else seem like a garish wannabe!
On the much awaited (at least by me) end to the strategy course that reinforces yet again my faith in the BP&S course last year and the prof who made all the difference!
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