Sunday, November 29, 2009

Blah.

“When I was younger so much younger than today,

I never needed anybody’s help in any way.

But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,

Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.”


Sometime’s I need to talk.

Sometime’s I just need someone to talk to.


“Help me if you can, I'm feeling down

And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,

Won't you please, please help me?”

Friday, November 20, 2009

Excerpts.

These are things that crossed my mind today. Just giving you a peek into the thoughts of the Lunatic, on 20th November 2009, randomly throughout the day.

 

As far as my knowledge of Indian mythology goes, I cannot remember any significant acts of Lord Shiva apart from the creation of Devi Durga. Sorry if I am ignorant – but I seriously don’t remember anything.

 

Why can’t the Sainiks do something similar?

 

***

I take back my words. I do know how to edit. It’s just the speed and efficiency and the workplace of FCP which took me off guard.

 

Still, FCP kicks ass. Better than Premiere any day.

 

But, editing, in essence remains the same, irrespective of what tools you use to edit. And we, edit like fools, even on Premiere.

 

***

What’s wrong with a Bengali commercial films? If we can watch the song-dance-fight-melodrama in Hindi films, why do we avoid Bengali commercial films? I will watch them. Why not?

 

***

The fact that Gulaal is playing on Zee Cinema. Coincidence? Orchestrated spontaneity? I refer to the Sainik attack, obviously.

 

***

Things have changed. We have grown up. We don’t think the same these days. Or react in the same way to things.

 

***

The air conditioner is a menace. If you use one which makes things too cold. Having a small room and a big A/C is a foolish thing to do. I don’t care how costly equipment you have that you want to keep cool. The air conditioner is a menace.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

November Rain

It rained last evening

And the weather turned hotter,

more humid.

 

I want the winter chill!

 

(And no. It’s not meant to rhyme. Or be a poem.)

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Kolkata Kolkatatei

So I returned here last morning. Very early morning. It wasn’t cold at all, and I was feeling pretty warm in the SIMC sweatshirt, of which the print will peel off soon.

 

The train was a little late. Around an hour. Well, that is nothing, compared to the ten hour torture I had to bear last time around from Kolkata to Mumbai.

 

Actually, the train being late gave me some sights that I had never witnessed before in this city. Travelling next to the Maidan, on the way back to home, it was foggy, very. And the sky was turning redder by the minute. The Maidan looked amazing and the Victoria Memorial against the backdrop of the red sky, more so.

 

Hopelessly, my camera was in the suitcase so taking a photo was out of question. But, someday, I will go back to the Maidan on a November morning just to capture the sight I saw. Till then, I have my memories to make me content, and all of you can just try to imagine, though, it won’t really help. Some things are meant to be seen, to be witnessed, and even if I were a Nobel Prize winning author, I couldn’t have really penned down the vision. (On the Nobel. I think I might just win it soon. Some guy in America did. Apparently without doing anything. Erm, apparently by just making a few promises. So, why not me? Or you, for that matter?)

 

Oh well, I spent very little time at home in the morning. I had to go enquire a few stuff, which I did and then headed to the 15th Kolkata International Film Festival.

 

It shouldn’t be called a Film Festival, you know. It could be, or should be called a carnival. Or a mela. It was films going on, with lights all around, with foodstalls all around the place – a magical event. Now, this, is a media event. SIMC, take a look. Footprints, what Footprints? Even DAM and FOC for that matter. This is how an event should be.

 

I saw only two films yesterday. Will see more today.

 

Calcutta, in spirit hasn’t changed. Kudos to the City of Joy! Even with individual hopelessness's and sorrows, the spirit of the city continues and fuels on the dreams and imaginations of everyone.

 

One round of drinks on me. At Oly. Cheers to Calcutta.

Friday, November 6, 2009

…and that little boy smile

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Date: 5th November 2009

Venue: Amphitheatre, SIU Campus, Vimannagar

 

And Layla got me to my feet.

 

Swam performed. First show ever. With Kamala, Shyam and Ship on vocals. Keegan on bass. Anand James and Akshay on keyboards. Aniket and me on guitars. And Harsh on percussions.

 

Everyone was great. Sang really well, all of them. Played really well, all of us.

 

And yes, that little boy smile.

 

The show was pretty good. Not completely happy with the sound system though; but, for a first show of a band, yes, it went pretty well. The audience seemed to enjoy it.

 

It's been the ruin of many a poor boy.

But no, not this time I suppose. My first gig in a long long time. The debut of my Ibanez also, on stage. It’s strange, but I’ve never played live with this guitar before, even though it’s almost two years old now.

 

Hopefully, not my or our last show. Let’s see what the future brings. But enjoyed, very much, playing live again.

 

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Only one thing, but. I guess this is the first good show I did where she wasn’t there.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

31st October

I went to a friends blog, and then was clicking the next blog button on top. Half the blogs I went to were of a different language – but one thing was common in all of them.


All of them had a post on the 31st October.


And I mean all of them.


So, now, is it like that 31st October is a day when everyone blogs? Or is it like the people actually blog everyday, unlike me?


I guess this mystery will remain unsolved. And those who are wondering, yes, I am pretty jobless. What can you expect when college is over (for the sem) and I don’t have exams to attend to study for (TNG. Dang!).


So I guess I’ll observe more things like this and blog about them.


Oh. Yesterday was Halloween. And I was randomly in Koregaon Park and I saw people dressed up for the occasion. With red horns (some which were glowing), weird face paints, crooked hats, and what not. Well, I guess these people should have just stayed home and blogged. They looked strange. And out of place.


(understatement?)