Aisha

"Tum ho kamal,
tum bemisaal,
tum laajawab ho Aisha!!"

Yeah! I went and watched Aisha! And no it is not as bad as everyone is saying it to be. Yes, there is no scope of any acting per se, because all of them are playing the part of what they really are, super rich and super spoilt to the core. So, well, they are just being natural.

But it was a refreshing change to watch nice, wearable glamorous wardrobe and lovely make up. It was fun to see Aisha drive her beetle *THAT IS LIKE THE CAR*, most of all the movie in itself was very easy going. The subject was not intense, it was just another love story with loads of love connections going wrongs and feelings being read all wrong.
It is inspired from 'Emma', the English Movie was much better, but yeah you can see the shades of inspiration in the whole movie. It is the way the movie has been done.
Aisha is a story of each of us in some ay or the other, I mean of course we do not have the money that she had, but we all have tried and failed miserably in match making and reading all the signals wrong. It is about having the fights with your friends because of your attitude problem and then making up again, or just about anything random that we have all experienced in our lives atleast once.
I know I have!

Sonam Kapoor as Self indulgent Aisha is good. She is fashionable but her acting is becoming sorta monotonous.
Abhay Deol as Arjun is awesome. He is an Investment banker and plays the part of the guy next door madly in love but will ignore her till she realises really well! *I am a HUGE fan*
Cyrus Sahukar as Randhir Gambhir is great. He as a matter of fact has out performed the protagonists in the movie. I really loved the way he did his part.
Ira Dubey as Pinky Bose has the MOST hilarious one liners. She is perfect for the role of Aisha's best friend, who is single ready to mingle, opinionated.. and lost in the world.
Amrita Puri as Shefali from Bahadurgarh, is acting real time with panache. She has brought out the character of this small town girl who is ready for the marriage market and wants a hi-fi dulha so well, that it is surprising.
Her comment on Jodhpurs *the pants you wear to play polo* "Yeh kaisi se pant pehni hai,iski toh fitting hi itni khraab hai"
Lisa Haydon as Aarti the New York return friend of Arjun. She looks like Angeline Jolie. Has an accent like her.. yeah so if you look at her you mistake her for Ms. Jolie. I know I did.

The music of the movie is nice and peppy and has that new age feeling to it. My favourite song in the movie is 'Mithi Mthi Bol', there is a Bachata *Its a latin american dance form* number in it, and it has been choreographed by none other than my dance class people and they are in the video too.. so, I sat and pointed out as many as I could.

The movie has so many brands advertising themselves, that you would feel at times that you are watching well shot ads, but please keep your eyes open, coz some of the things are really great. Especially her wardrobe!
So go and have fun..

I am an Ostrich

No, this was not my past life character as per the numerous surveys of  Facebook world. Neither is this any new type of astrology.. or for that matter of fact this is nothing but a plain simple observation by me of me.

I know being a lawyer *Now I am an ENROLLED lawyer not just a law graduate* my deduction skills have to be sharp. Yeah, so being in the court, you have to be observant, and you have strain your ears to understand what the judge is saying. *Its a freaking FISH market inside the court room* and like I have already said in one of my earlier post, being a trainee you are not allowed to carry your cellphone, thus, my phone is switched off and inside the purse. And, so, I sit and I observe. I observe the advocates around me, who run from one court to the other trying to make it in time from one case to the other, I observe the security guards posted outside each court room... *Some of them are really nice, others extremely rude* , I observe the judges inside, who are old and so many times, so cranky that they would actually tell a designated senior advocate *An advocate who is been practising for like ages and who charges minimum a lakh of rupees for an appearance is a designated senior advocate* to shut up and leave the profession if they try to act smart.

But most of all, I observe the poor litigants. Yeah, some of them might not be literally poor, but yeah, they surely are the MOST harassed lot... and I truly feel sorry for them. There are widows who have been fighting for the right of her children with her in laws, then there are old men and women, who are fighting to get that pension, or to get their own house back from their children. I see them, patiently come to the court at 10 am sharp, stand in the line to get their pass made and then go and sit. Sit for the turn of their case to come. Sometimes, if they are lucky, the case would come and something substantial would happen. But then, if you are not lucky, then, you have to wait the whole day, your lawyer gets stuck at another court, you take a pass over *When you ask the judge to hear your case after he has heard all the cases in the list* and by the time your turn comes up again your whole day is gone, finished. And you may or you may not have gotten the relief that you had come for. And then, when you are leaving, you talk to your advocate and talk to him like he is God *I have actually seen clients folding their hands and bowing their heads*... and this is where I lose it.

For the last one month that I have been going to the court, I have been trying really hard to like litigation, to like running from one court to the other, putting your point across to the judge... but I just cannot like it. I cannot like it because, I shudder at the very thought to telling my client that the matter did not come up because of whatever reasons... or that he has been given the next date because the other party did not show up. It is this stark reality of my profession that I cannot take, or understand. And, that is the very reason that I shy away from litigation. I see the litigants, trying so hard to battle for their rights and nothing happening, and it it breaks my heart.
No, I do not hate my profession, I love law. It has been given to me as my birth right, but I can't go into the court and fight. I can draft, I can give opinions... and I can do everything sitting in the office, as long as I don't have to face the judge. Not because I am scared of him, but I am scared of me shouting at him telling him, that he should hurry up and give a decision and not just make the damn thing go on forever and then get kicked out of the court room for contempt.
I know, most of you will think that this is stupid, but then that is the way I am. I am trying to shy away from the very basis of the legal profession... and expect people to understand.
Like I said I am an OSTRICH
*When an ostrich sees danger, instead of running away she would bury her head inside the earth thinking that since she can't see trouble, trouble can't see it either.*
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I picked up this really cool idea from Banu's blog. But instead of doing a whole series of 7 days of positivity, I am going to twist it a little bit, and add one positive thing (More than one if the day is such) at the end of each blog post, so that everytime I navigate away from my blog page, even after I have written a sad post- I would go away thinking positive. I hope that you too navigate away thinking nice things whenever you go away from my page.
Positive of the Day:
I had this wonderful conversation with this guy today, who made me realise that there are nice people in this world. And today, he filled my lil world with a lil hope.


NEWS FLASH
*Mr. Shayon Pal, the co-contributor of this blog page and the love of my life, is moving back to the city i.e Delhi! And he is going to join Mint, its a sister concern of WSJ. The thoughts from the Horses' mouth are here. Please wish him luck in his newest career move. And my lovely readers who stay in this city, he needs a house to stay, so please please help us out finding us a decent place for him to stay. Thanks a ton*

To Friends!!

Last one year has been a journey. A journey of love and betrayals.. but nevertheless, a journey that has made me happy and content for a long long time to come.
Mainly because, even though there was sadness, there were disappointments.. there were frustrations, there were always you all.

I have never really felt more comfortable to open my feelings onto the world of www!!! Not because there is a big bad world out there, but also because I knew that out there, there is comfort waiting for me in form of advise, empathy and if nothing else, just a small hug.. making its presence felt.
I have met so many of you in real life, and trust me, it is a DELIGHT beyond what these seven alphabets can portray to know you - to call you up at the whim of second and to see you make time for me in the busiest of days and in the cruellest of schedules.
I am honoured,
to have read and shared the world of thoughts that has connected us from far beyond the borders of the states and of the country. It is like sharing slice of our lives with each other, every day.. Just because we want to.

This little post is my Thank you of all those little gestures that my dear fellow bloggers and my readers who do not leave their comments but think of me *or so I hope*that you have done to make me feel a special part of your lives...!!!
I am not taking any names, because- each one of you is a Gem of a person who has influenced my life in loads of ways beyond what words can say...!!!

Happy Friendship's Day...!!! :)

Complicated questions on Love!

Love is the strangest of all emotions. And one gyaani that I know will always tell me that there is nothing in this world that can replace love except hate. I somehow, don't want to agree with it. I just don't understand, that how can you hate the very person that you love.
The very person who becomes your 'Jaan', your sweetheart, how can you just stop loving that person and then, start hating that person for all the same things that you were in love with about that person.
Aren't it those little little queer things that would set apart your relationship from that of the other couple that you see across the room?
And then all of a sudden you start feeling that those little things are nothing but a dampner to the entire relationship. Those things, that nature of your lover are always known to you.. then why are you with that person in the first place if you don't like those things. Is it really the hormones that make you love a person and then when the level comes down you are simply out of it?
What happens to forever & always?

Are all the love stories, the same- Ending in a note of deep sorrow?
If you can end, and move one, then that is not love. That is some sort of stupid infatuation, something like a drug high that wears off... where as- Even after ending it all, you end up thinking about that person, and you just feel like someone has put heavy lead on your heart, that there is always the urge and that person is the first one you want to talk to in the morning, and the last one each night.. you cannot really go out of love with that person?
Or can you?

I dunno, why the fuck am I writing this nonsense, Yes, I have lost my mind.

I am Sorry!!

Here is a quick update:
Life is MAD!! Work is Madder.
I have been reading the posts, but not commenting, because, I am accessing the net through my phone. And it is a lil tiresome to read and post comments *tiresome on my eyes*
So, I have loads to write, and I will be commenting also on posts soon.

Don't get angry with me.
Love you all!!!

Just Another poem on Love!

What was it that you saw?
in her, in him..
the one you say has it all..

It is love not another
infatuation you say,
and yet, you start,
having your doubts..

Love is?
you question,
the answer unfortunately,
just remains hidden.

The feeling of,
knowing that you are,
being looked after,
even when there are seven seas,
to cross and to see.

The feeling of,
trust, that binds,
the chords tighter,
of an unseen bond,
that makes you feel lighter.

The feeling of,
being the first call,
of the day, or the hug,
at the end of a horrible,
long long day...

The feeling of,
sleeping each night,
to wake and see, that,
someone special,
smile...

Love is,
loads of questions,
no answers,
matters of the heart,
away from the world.

Hey, will you talk to me?

Yeah, I am going to earn thanks to my talking. And yet, I am short of people to talk to. All of a sudden, there is a lack of phone numbers to call on and just talk.

Talk about everything, and talk about nothing.

You know basically talk about nothing. Just general gossip. Something to take my mind off the constant thinking that is just refusing to stop. Even the concious efforts of not thinking have failed. 

So there is this constant compulsion to talk, to spend time, and to just make merry. But, alas, it doesn't seem to happening. I am looking at my phone constantly... scrolling through it just trying to find one number that I can call on and talk.. and then feel peaceful within.

but, talking and making merry, makes me feel guilty.

I dunno why, instead of feeling happy, I just feel more sad and more depressed, and then I want to cry. Like yesterday, it was supposed to be like THE happiest day of my life, you know, I graduated, the final fruit of the long five years.. My dad had gotten me cake, and we had also gone out for a nice chinese dinner. And there I realised that I should maybe be nominated for oscars, for acting so well. There was no joy in the celebrations that I was doing. Nothing. Nil. Nada.

Oh, yeah, as if this is not enough, I have my younger sister throwing about attitude on me, as if she is the ONLY person in this whole world who is giving her 12th class boards. 

This is totally irritating, and absolute irrational behaviour on my end. Keep me distracted, and I am still ok. Leave me alone, contemplating, and I am ready to burst into tears in an instant. It is like I am denied my drug. 

Of course- I am blabbering.

Mental instability you see.

So sorry, please bear with me.

PS: I have not slept in 3 nights. So please ignore my rants.