Maverick Definitions

 REPAIR-- when you love for the first time, someone breaks your heart... u love again and ur heart is healed.... This phenomenon is called RE-PYAR.... :D

 INDUSTRIALIZATION-- The process by which TREEs are turned INto DUST and the people responsible for this LIE that this is actually for the progress of mankind.. this is IN-DUST-TREE-LIE-zation.......

MOSQUITO-- A group of blood-thirsty creatures who have been instructed that they MUST-QUIT-O(Blood group, of course).... Not to be confused with similar creatures who hail from the TWILIGHT.... 

 JUSTIN BIEBER-- JUST a TEEN who sings like a BEE with a BARitone.... This specific person is named JUST-TEEN BEE-BAR.

NIGHTMARE-- The scary dreams experienced by the people of Gotham City when Batman got affected by recession and sold his bat-mobile to buy a female horse(MARE).. This phenomenon was termed as KNIGHT-MARE..

 MODIFICATION--- The  changes to the game of cricket brought about by  Lalit K MODI when he shortened the boundaries,along with dresses of cheerleaders,,,  and in turn paved the path for the most innovative ways of match fixing(news is he is going to modify the popping crease and make it parabolic so that no-balls can be bowled with ease, from next IPL)...  All these changes as a whole are called MODIfications....

 CHIMPANZEE-- CHIcks who do weird stuff(like slapping in slow motion,, screaming with their mouth shut,, talking telepathically,, being immortal,, etc etc) when the camera PANs on them, during daily soaps on ZEE(and sony and star plus ,etc etc) are cumulatively known as CHI-m-PAN-ZEEs....

The tunes that don't leave me!!

Everybody likes to hear songs, tap to the beats, sometimes even gather up courage and take hold of the microphone on the stage [This reminded me of a recent event, and since i've nothing better to do, I'm gonna share it here, although it is quite unrelated to the topic on which i thought i wud b writing when i started typing.... So it was teacher's day celebration at our college.. And everything was boring as usual, typical speeches, dripping air conditioners, super-miserly food etc etc... And when the program was almost about to end, a guy stepped up on to the stage.. A first year guy,took a hold of the microphone and started singing.. 2 seconds passed, 4 seconds passed and that's when the audience realized that now even Himesh had competition.. And as all sane people should do when they notice another indication towards a vocal attack(read indication of the third world war, or the apocalypse),they started clapping.. And after around 15 seconds the guys controlling the microphone switched off it's power.. But that singer guy was as strong and defiant as Mallika Sherawat when asked to do a dance sequence with all her clothes on.. He stood up in the face of firing(read claps and boos) and continued his singing( or whatever the sound coming out of a vocal chord that could scare an octopus into taking up arms{:P} is called)...  and this continued for the next 4 minutes.. God knows what he was singing, but nobody could ignore the courage and dedication this guy had shown.. He sure will shine in whatever he does in his life( but let's hope he doesn't take up singing, because humans' tolerance limit  to Himeshs' is always less than or equal to one)..]]


Gosh, what was i trying to write about?? Forgot... well, let's keep that for another day.....

Do i use too many brackets?

The last survivor

Towards the blinding light,
The last station at sight..
Towards the nebulous uncertainty,
The last survivor of a nuked city..


The sky turned grey,
World turned into ashtray,
Smoke seemed solid now,
He wiped the last drop of sweat from his brow..


Hope? was there a thing like that?
When survival was not a threat?
He couldn't recall the meaning of the word,
Only a vague feeling crept into the absurd....


The dying screams of thousands rang in his ear,
That was the last music he could hear,
And he thought it to be a masterpiece,
How could God's last beat be anything else?


God? was there a thing like that?
The broken debris at his feet didn't help him decide,
Neither did the forgotten prayers he used to recite.
Nor the corpses of the soldiers dead in combat..


He strode along the path where his home used to be,
Where once laughter rolled,beside the old palm tree,
The places etched into the walls of his memory,
Were now burning pages of a forgotten story....


The sun was coming up, redder than ever,
Reddening the already bloody river,
He looked up, his stare blank..
He was the last survivor,but didn't know whom to thank....

Toy Story 3

The distant memories of childhood all rush back while watching toy story... And it was no different for the third installment of this classic pixar franchise, arguably one of the best animated film series ever which gets better with each film..... 

Andy is 17 years old and now he has to go to college.. Will he abandon his old  playmates buzz, woody, jesse and others and put them with trash? Or will he stash them in the attic? The confusion lingers on as new places, new toys and new adventures unravel before us...

Toy story leaves us spellbound at the innocence of childhood, the fragrance of old days that linger on, the decisions we have to make, the hearts we have to break, the unfulfilled promises,, but the thing which shines out amidst all these is the feeling of togetherness... Whatever be the situation, the warm feeling of friends looking after you and caring for you.. 

Dirge of a dream, death of a seeker

Came and went the moment of truth,
The seeker sought after the evanescent sleuth 
But he returned from his quest with bare hands,
'Coz the tracks of time had vanished within the sands...


The mythical sands of time had blown past the horizon,
Hiding the already red sun and the dusky dawn,
It pierced the yellow withered leaves
Along with the lonely heart that convoked grieves..


The seeker didn't know that his quest,
Was never meant to be fruitful,
He didn't know that the pain in his chest
Was his own treacherous heart afoul..


All that he believed in faded into the void,
All his dreams deserted him, 
And he stared at the reality,
Which he was trying so hard to avoid...


He couldn't face the truth nor could turn away,
His barren heartland had nothing more to say,
The seeker had lost another battle,
His dying sigh didn't even make the last grain of sand rattle...

10 Steps to writing fiction

10 steps to writing fiction: 

 

Step 1: Decide the subject matter- 

The first step into writing good fiction is deciding on the topic you want to write about. For starters it would be good to pin-point on one idea and then elaborate it. In case of a novel 

there should be many sub-plots which will be connected to the main plot. But in case a of story the number of sub-plots should be kept at a bare minimum. 

Step 2: remember truth is stranger than fiction:

You should follow the events happening around you. Many famous fiction stories have been inspired from the surroundings including peter pan. Who knows which event will inspire you to write a masterpiece! A falling leaf can become the pioneer of autumn, so always keep your eyes and ears open for inspiration.

 

Step 3: Discuss

You should always discuss your ideas with friends and family. Don't make a belief in your mind that they will laugh at you. They can be your first proof reader and can even suggest improvements. This really works, so don't refrain from sharing your ideas. 

Step 4: Have a sound base in the language you are writing:

A good knowledge in the language you are writing is of primal importance. Correct grammar will take you a wrong way and if it is the other way round then your progress will be halted in midway. So if your grasp over the language isn't good, first improve that and then start writing.

Step 5: Think crazy

While writing fiction, you can't be bound within the stereotyped relationships and yawn inducing storyline. You have to think out of the block. When Jules Verne wrote about submarines, nobody considered him seriously, but see the situation now. So give wings to your dreams and let them fly, unobstructed.

Step 6:Don't think too much about future:

Sometimes writers ponder too much about things like "what will happen when my first book is published", "what will I say during my Booker acceptance speech" and things like that. This will only rupture your concentration and nothing else. What will happen will happen. You have no hand in that. You just need to write a good piece which everyone will enjoy.

Step 7: Know your limits:

Don't overestimate yourself, and for that matter the reverse is also true- don't underestimate yourself. You are the only person who knows your capabilities. So remain within your boundary while writing and create exquisite stuff.

Step 8: Don't be afraid at writer's block:

All writers experience writer's block at some point or the other. Ideas seem to dry up and all the paths seem dark. But don't get frustrated. There is always a way out. So just keep your mind open and think about what you are writing every once in a while.

Step 9: Submit your work:

You have to be brave enough to be able to submit your work. Don't live under the fear of rejection even before you have tried. If you have done your job whole heartedly, then success is bound to follow you one day or the other.

Step 10: Learn to accept rejection:

Many people break down at rejection and find it hard to find new inspiration to continue writing. But rejection is just a step in the path of success. Take rejection positively and begin again with new vigor and enthusiasm. You will definitely overcome all the obstacles one day. 

Ambushed and forgotten!

How often have you wondered what is the basis or what is the origin of the word you are so frequently using in your daily life? Did you know that when you say to someone- “You are a nice person”, you are actually calling him an idiot in Latin? Our vocabulary is replete with such words whose meanings have undergone a huge change since their actual conception and no one remembers the original meaning any longer. That is quite an awful fact to notice, where awful refers to its original meaning- something delightful and amazing...

Frailty(2001)

Hand of god, or an evil desire,

Lurking in the dark depths of your heart?

You want peace,or another fire,

To silence the joys yet to take birth?

Frailty is a strange tale of delusion and paranoia mixing with spirituality  and veiled by a thrilling background. First of all it needs to be stated that the content of this film may offend people who don't take a film as a film, and may also hurt some religious sentiments.

Now getting down to the plot, this starts with a young man visiting a FBI chief and telling that he knows the identity of a notorious murderer whose recent murders were becoming a menace for the police. And then he justifies his theory by revisiting his traumatic childhood and the bizarre nightmarish events that he had to encounter.But soon the tables turn, the prey becomes the predator and another side of the story unveils itself leaving the viewer in a dazed state.

The film is very well acted, the suspense element builds right from the beginning and doesn't let go at any time of the story. The semi-illuminated close ups, the haunting background score everything indicates at something ominous taking place, and it does; but not in an ominous way!!

Paprika(2006)

 

The sun during midday will light up the dark night.

Night dreams of day.

Light dreams of darkness. 

But the ignorant sun will chase away the darkness

and burn the shadows... 

eventually burning itself!

The shade of the tree

with the flowers that bloom at night

is where the residents of darkness rest. 

The people of daytime are not allowed!

What happens when dream mixes with reality and their intermingling creating a world so unearthly, a dream so vivid, a nightmare so dark that the very fabric of the cosmos is being threatened by it?

This is what paprika is.A dream, two dreams, many many dreams all of which verge in on a huge delusional nightmare.

The main thread of the story is 'DC mini' a next generation technology which lets one to see his dreams and others to enter that dream. we have seen infinite times before that a virtually innocuous thing may turn deadly, and exactly that happens here. Dream terrorists rise, people penetrate into other people's dream and try to control them, and amidst all these our central characters run within dreams and realities whose distinction is being constantly blurred.

Paprika is not about reality and not about dream, it's about the mixture of the two and hence can't be totally comprehended by neither the conscious nor the subconscious mind. It will leave you in a dreamy state.

Recommended to all those who like David lynch's stuff, Miyazaki films, the fall, tim burton's big fish etc.

21 Grams(2003)

The earth turned to bring us closer,

It turned on itself and in us,

Until it finally brought us together;

In this dream......

21 grams is the weight which a human being loses at the moment of his death,and this movie explores the myriad emotions that are attached with those 21 grams,the several forgotten memories hidden within those 21 grams,the guilt,the tears,the love and smiles which comprise those 21 grams.

The fragmented story telling in this film creates a emotionally wrenching impact as in one moment we are introduced to a character and in the next we find him lying,flooded with blood.This in a way is complex to follow,but if you let your mind flow along with the unveiling of story;in the end everything will be clear as a cloudless sunny summer day.

21 grams is basically the story of 3 people- an ex con who tried to reform but always found himself at the wrong end of the stick;brilliantly played by Benicio Del Toro, the wife of a man who gets killed in an accident along with his 2 daughters;portrayed by Naomi Watts and ultimately sean penn playing the role of the man whose ailing heart is replaced by the person who died in that accident.

The story moves without any definite time frame and the characters are revealed bit by bit in each scene until at the emotional climax when everything gets mingled in a picturesque manner...

A beautiful film, recommended for those who enjoyed memento,7 pounds, stay, fracture etc...  

A nightmare before xam

I woke up at the middle of the night,
Struck by fear,startled by fright;
The demons that plagued my nightmare,
Seemed to linger near and stare.....

They were no ordinary fiend,no blood sucking vampire,
They were the evil spirits of tomorrow's exam,the scariest out there.
They devour on happiness,chase away peace of mind,
No spell can peter-out them,they're only one of a kind....

I sat bewildered,the table on which i was sleeping groaned,
The gaping book ahead,which yesterday i had loaned,
Was smirking,and i could see the flash of it's teeth,
Ready to chew me in, page number seventieth..


I took a look,into the book;but to no avail,
The words seemed to run away,leaving no trail.
And i started running behind,trying hard to catch,
But every-time they eluded me,ahead of me by a notch..


Tired of running i finally decided,
Better not to make my brain any more confounded,
So once again i took the book as a pillow under my head,
And once again i slept like dead........

Dev D(2009)

 koee ummeed bar naheen aatee
koee soorat nazar naheen aatee
maut ka ek din mu’ayyan hai
neehd kyon raat bhar naheeh aatee?
aage aatee thee haal-e-dil pe hansee
ab kisee baat par naheen aatee
 jaanta hoon sawaab-e-taa’at-o-zahad

The ultimate tragic hero of Bengali literature, saratchandra chattopadhay's superlative creation, Devdas finds a new incarnation in Anurag kashyap's Dev-D. It is in a way a ground breaking film in Bollywood where the actors don't sing and dance around trees(here beer bars),and nobody is morally and politically perfect.And the hero the the most morally compromised guy in the whole movie!!

It begins with young dev sitting on the staircases near a river and paro running with a tiffin box in her hand, her destination-dev.Dev goes to London,comes home vilaiti-munda whom everyone looks up on,he takes advantage of all the attention and slowly but surely drifts away from paro.. Paro tries hard to reconnect,to re-spark the lost love, but Dev seems beyond repairs.And ultimately paro marries some other guy and goes away.And the time was ripe for dev to realize that paro was the love of his life.. But he has gone to a point of no return and his only way out is immersing himself in wine. Carrying out this way of life he meets with leni(chanda) and falls in love with her too..And then  a series of events unfurl,taking dev towards his destiny.

All the performances were top notch.Abhay Deol has already made a mark in Bollywood as an actor who doesn't follow the formula.His potrayal of dev is one which stays and lingers on,even when the film is over. Mahie gill as paro symbolized Indian feminism,with eyes speaking for her in situations when the lips didn't part.Kalki Koechlin as leni was a revelation.The ease with which she carried the supremely complex character deserves more than a standing ovation..The music was exemplary, blending perfectly with the tone and grayish hue of the film..

Dev D doesn't seek for sympathy of the viewer,it connects with the viewer and tells-this one could be you,,,  films like these are keeping bollywood alive,helping it to survive among all the trash being churned out at the speed of knots..

A time to kill(1996)

A time to kill,
and a time to heal;
a time to break down,
and a time to build up;

Another John Grisham courtroom drama cum suspense thriller turned into a film,, with serious doses of some 'ism's...
To begin with, racialism, then sexism, then favoritism,then clan-ism and at last 'they all live happily ever after'-ism....


It begins with two white guys almost killing a 10 yr old black girl by means of some very graphic acts,the father of the girl getting enraged and killing them both in-front of a million eyes...And then the usual Grisham stuff follows, legendary lawyers,prodigious lawyers,good jury, bad jury,complicated judge and a scintillating courtroom drama..

Apart from the clan thing thrown in here and there, which seemed outright foolish and out of place,this film was enjoyable and thrilling. Acting was good, Matthew McConaughey as the prodigious young lawyer who felt for the convict,Sandra Bullock as the his helper, and Samuel L. Jackson as the convict;everybody delivered...

P.S- Samuel L. Jackson looked like Nana patekar's clone in this film.. see for yourself...

A divine drop

I looked up at the sky,mesmerized;
The sky like a large dome full of
dreams lined with silvery clouds raised,
To touch the zenith,through the horizon..

The black clouds as nightmares
Blotted away the azure
Like the devil plaguing my dreams;
Trying to seize everything pure..

I still looked above;
The gentle breeze tantalizing my hair;

My mind like fleeting birds
Was gliding far,far and far..

I heard the distant symphonies of heaven,
Feeling the harmony in the tune of God's lyre
My heart pounded,and full of divine elation,
The surrounding was lost as in oblivion..

The frolicking kids got rinsed
from my sight.
so did the yellow leaves withered,
Seeking refuge in the rising wind..

The whole sky was now dark,
With little converging patches of blue,
The thunder began to crack,
The whole firmament into two..

My heart unknowingly knelt,
At the feet of the great power-
That caused the cloud to melt,,
That was behind the forest's murmur..

Then the first drop of rain
Like the blessing of the almighty
Fell on my eye,washing away
Some of the dreams,
Breaking the chord with everything bygone...

Stay alive(2006)

Come to me, clouds. 

May you rise as an evil storm,

born to rip them open. 

Let the cover of night bear witness;

and destroy those who resist,

so they shall harm me not.

Let the blood of many cleanse me, 

preserving beauty eternal, I pray you. 

A game begins, a deserted boulevard, a dilapidated mansion with creaking doors, shadows looming here and there, an ancient curse, and a super-evil spirit trying to come back to life..

Now u'll think, wait;i've seen this kinda stuff like a million times...and I won't disagree... this is a teen horror flick where a survival horror game is given a life and it's on a killing spree... so please keep ur brain on the shut down or hibernate mode...

But apart from the 'giving competition to pot-holes on Indian roads' plot, this is a decent film.. It tries out almost all the scary elements,, right from the super agile and gymnastics champion 'ring' ghosts, to the red cloak wearing female version of dracula... From the smoky atmospheres to rustic torture chambers, it tries to culminate all..

The acting is passable if u consider that they are trying to portray that they're being scared of a video game..

Recommended to all those who enjoy survival horror games in the lines of silent hill,and who liked the descent,or for that matter man v/s wild.....

Bandslam(2009)

To my ex-best friends
Don´t know how we grew apart
To my favorite band
And sing-alongs in my car
To the face I see
In my memories
Where are you now?

To the ones who cared
And who were there from the start
To the love that left
and took a piece of my heart
To the few who´d swear
I´d never go anywhere
Where are you now?

When the past haunts,the only way out is to move on, into the future,through the present... And the path is bandslam.. The steps to glory,the means to recognition... Will Burton is a troubled kid. He was teased to hell in his old school and when his mom moved into New jersy, he got what he wanted for so long-- anonymity.. But as time passed, will's penchant and great knowledge of music was disclosed and by a series of very 'predictable' yet 'likable' events he wins many hearts and becomes a 'semi-star' manager of a school band.. The greatest part of this film is it's soundtrack.Great Indie tracks mingled with a nice underdog story is bound to touch you..

Powercut at zeus's drawing room

It is power-cut at Zeus's drawing room;

The whole world is in blackout,awaiting doom.

His lightning bolt is hanging by the switchboard,

Mildly flickering with the last drops of charge stored..

The butterflies at the garden of Eden are losing color

The trees in the world are no more of green demeanor.

Actually there are no more trees;no more singing bird,

No more swift breezes playing on yellow fields of mustard..

Poseidon's palace is withering,the walls falling in,

The whole world is arid, not a drop of rain.

His trident is lying around in a lonely corner;

Rusted,fragile,deprived of all it's power..

The mermaids at the depths of the ocean are endangered;

The corals in the world are no more multicolored;

Actually there are no more corals,no more flying dolphins,

No more towering waves riding on whale's fins..

It is party time at Hades's outhouse;

The whole world is burning,nothing left to douse.

His two pronged fork glittering in the shadow;

Darkness rippling on it's blades,casting a fiendish afterglow..

The furies are shrieking with delight;

There's no light in world,it's eternal night.

Hell has broken loose,the roses are no more red;

Actually there are no more roses,the last one was my heart that bled.

Earthlings--It's time to wake up

Of all the creatures ever,man is the most detestable,

He's the only creature that inflicts pain for sport;

Knowing it to be pain...............................

Earthling, this word stands for one who inhabits the world..

And many a times we tend to forget that we share this world with millions of other species and that we are not the ultimate masters who can do any damn thing to these non-human species without any consideration about their welfare.....


Animals have long been considered our companions,source of our food,clothing,entertainment etc.. But very few of us know or care to know the conditions under which all these is done..

"If all slaughterhouses had transparent walls,most probably all of us would turn vegetarians"... The way pigs,cattle,chicken etc are hoarded in together,given artificial diets which  would contribute to their unnatural fattening which is virtually impossible in the incredibly congested and filthy atmosphere and most importantly the way in which they are slaughtered, still shaking and writhing in pain as blood drains out from their bodies with their offspring watching over is simply disgusting to say the least...

There are several laws which prohibit mistreatment of animals,but do the biggest industries of the world which make sky-rocketing profits from these animals who don't know how to speak in our tongue to make us understand the pain we're inflicting on them; care about the laws?? No, they don't... It's upto us to make them understand, upto us to take a step...


Wild animals are being captivated and tortured to entertain us, in circuses,zoo's and several other violent games like bull fighting... some say zoos are for educational purposes,but what education can we possibly get by watching wild animals being held captive in a small cage? Zoos will exist as long as our interest for exotic things will exist,and animals will be treated just like that---things....

It's time we stop making the sea red with whale blood,it's time we stop killing animals in the name of scientific experiments, it's time to take steps in order to preserve the balance of nature,it's time to think about the other earthlings..

Here are things u can do--

1.adopt from shelters.spray and neuter your pets.Never buy from pet stores or breeders.

2.stop wearing leather,fur,down and wool

3.refuse to support animals in entertainment including circuses,zoos,rodeos etc

4.never buy products tested on animals.only support research where animals are not used.



Change doesn't come in a day, but change does come from YOU..

Pioneer the change and see the world change around you...

American splendor(2003)

Avoid the reeking herd;

Shun the polluted flock,

Live like that stoic bird,

The eagle of the rock.

 Comic book mingles with real life which in turn, turns into reel life of the ordinary superhero-Harvey pekar....  Right form the the comic book type opening sequence, this semi-autobiographical work is captivating........The struggle of a ordinary man who could never rise out of his mediocrity but still attained idol status is nothing short of fantasy..........

The way the film was presented is quite exquisite.... Background commentary by real life pekar,who sometimes even came into foreground,added with glimpses from the original American splendor comics  helped to create the perfect concoction for an exquisite experience, .....

Harvey's life was complex, his loneliness,his queer companions,his search for love,his fight against cancer, everything was extraordinary within the realm of ordinariness...

Recommended to all those who like autobiographical works,graphical style  

               

Dedicated to History

History, you are the mystery yet to be unveiled,
The story of God,the symphony
of all those who came and took shield
under this big bright blue sky..

History, you are the steps of time;
Walking through,from a moment immemorial,
Keeping account of the chime
of almighty;the edifice and rubble..

History, you bring into being,
The forgotten stories of mankind.
All forget, but you remember every song
sung by the lover, bleeding in mind..

History,u aren't a dilapidated calender of lost dates,
You are the sweet smell of lilacs,
which made the poets mendicant,And gates
that brought treasure of life to maniacs..

History,you remind me of the sparkling chandeliers,
The splendor of forgotten courts,
The plight of a million peasants;
And the song of the vagrant,gliding through the vales..


History, you are the path,
that makes past come near;
The feeling of isolation which I hath
preserved for centuries,bereft my dear..


History,You are the impression of the bygone,
The light of past creeping through the crevices
of the bolted door of time,and alone
I stand before it;perplexed at the coagulated hours..