Madhuri Madness

It started innocently, as usual. Out of the blue, my sister suggested we watch Ram Lakhan- a Subhash Ghai film. Each scene, and each dialogue which was uttered in all its seriousness, saw us both rolling in peals of laughter. Jackie Shroff is hot in this film, and Anil Kapoor does a good comic act. Its astonishing to see Madhuri in this film. She has nothing to do except to play the poor, silly village belle. I liked her in this song though, and besides I was also eager to see the chemistry between hairy Anil Kapoor and Madhuri.

After having a wonderful time with Ram Lakhan, we decided to see the dhak dhak film. Beta. Madhuri is beautiful again. But the dhak dhak dance makes you want to squirm in your seat, which is supposedly known as Madhuri's hottest song. The film actually sucks, and is, truly, one of the lowest points in Hindi Cinema. The acting is vulgar, and Anupam Kher is sick. To think that these stalwarts once had to make do with roles like these.

But Madhuri's magic refused to die. I then decided to move on to her Kathak in Devdas. When she dances in Kahe Ched Ched Mohe, her beauty and grace seem surreal. She is sublime, heavenly, and luminous. One can go on watching her then, and drown in her smile. There is enchantment, there is a dream, and one doesn't mind being captivated. Sharukh has played his part well in the song, and I love the way he starts when Madhuri says 'issh', reminding him of his lost love. The torment on his face is vivid. I also love the way Madhuri teases him at the beginning of the song.

3 weeks in Bangalore and counting

Nothing can be more exciting than moving to a new city. The 3 S's (sights, sounds and smells) have to be imbibed all over again. I set off on my new city mission just a couple of days into the new year so moving into a new city was doubly exciting. Too much new stuff.
As I journeyed from Bangalore City Railway Station to Shrirampur I was thrilled by the bustling in the city. I was eager to dump all my luggage and jump off and go exploring. All the new routes to be learnt, quaint shops to be chanced upon, favourite places to be discovered. Aaah each thought set me up on a high.
My weekdays are very busy here. Every morning my roomie and me set off at 9.00 am to catch our shuttle bus for work. It makes us feel very important because we both are playing adults now. From buying our groceries, cooking, going for work and all in all we are carrying an important air about us. Smug really. I too have gotten more responsible. I can't seem to find trace of the lazy bum that I left home. I get up early, prepare my breakfast, clean my room and am always ready on time. My mum's efficiency has left it's mark on me. Thanks mum.
The weekends are a different story all together. The days are spent roaming the length and breadth of some place till my legs give way. The first weekend my friend and me had a leisurely brunch at the IISc Prakurthi Canteen and watched some monkeys play haovoc with food. Later we ambled all over Malleshwaram. We found a second hand bookstore and I bought a Wodehouse and English, August for myself-something that I had been waiting to read since a very long time. We ate yummy apple cakes and bought Moong Dal Halwa from Asha Sweets (Yum Yum!).  And later we rested in Sankey Tank looking at the water and the birds and gossiping after a very long time. My day was made.
The next weekend my roomie and I set off to Shivajinagar. Here too we roamed all over Commercial Street, Brigade Road and Chuch Road in search of the elusive Blossoms Bookstore. We tired out eventually with no luck and then we chanced upon Russel Market. I couldn't resist and plunged inside. And we again out on our adult demeanours to shop and bargain for some veggies. The day was awesome all in all.
And yesterday I finally met my sister. Co-incidentally we both got to work in the same city for the same time period. Real Sisters ??? :) She took care of me like always and I became her baby sister again. Now once again I'm off to be wrapped up under her wing again. Sisters are the best darlings in the world. Nothing comes close.

Sweety-My headche

The time since I last wrote a post just whizzed by but ever so slowly. It stumbled, toddled, drawled and slept off like a soporific boring lecture. It was one never-ending but extremely agonising slumber party.

It all began when Sweets left. All of a sudden I found myself bereft of my favourite person in the world. But Sweets wasn't going to come back for a very long time.

And then the pain begun. Throbbing head, sounds in my ear, pain in the neck, shoulder, tingling in my fingers. It went on for days at a stretch. Aaaah it was horrible and yet it hasn't ceased.

Sweets attributes these pains to her absence- Conceited creature that she is; but I feel down and empty when I see her empty bed. She is my cuddly teddy-bear.