Hope and Obsession

I recently watched 3 idiots and it was awesome. It deserved every bit to become the highest grosser in Hindi cinema. After watching that film, I felt the rise of  a familiar feeling which was lying dormant in me for a long time. It was Hope. The film gave me hope that whatever happens in the present, it cannot get worse than this. And there is an all probability of a happily ever after in the future. And it gave me really valuable lessons which I already know. It made me realise that I cannot turn a blind eye on my inner voice. And yeah lately I have been learning a lesson from everything thats capable of giving it. I watched a movie called Penelope some time ago. It was a very valuable watch for me because it showed that being beautiful is not everything in the world (though I don't agree with it) and you have got to love yourself the way you are. And how can I forget to mention the Twilight series. Those books are really capable of teaching something to us if we willed ourselves to read between the lines. That book made me think over about the most popular subject in the world. Love. It gave me a new yardstick for understanding more about Love. Speaking of movies, I watched Arya 2 not so long ago and I think I have to throw in a compliment to Allu Arjun. He dances like a dream. So I think the best cure for depression is watching a movie because you can lose yourself in it (no one except my uncle agrees to with this). And then you come out fully loaded with Hope.

Recently I came across this great fashion blog by the great Susie Lau called style bubble. It was mind blowing. You simply get addicted to fashion just by looking at it. And to think she is just 26 years old and already sooooo accomplished  (I mean she gets to sit in the first (privileged) row in all fashion shows). She is a pioneer in fashion blogging. Speaking of fashion, I'm reminded of this post in my friend's blog ridiculing fashion (over) conscious people. He talked about a star who was ridiculed by the media for not carrying a right clutch. That was a little over the top I think (i.e, his ridiculing these people and the imaginary media people ridiculing the star).

Apart from this fashion obsession (I have been reading only fashion books for a fortnight), I'm proud to tell you my new obsession. Jane Austen. All her seven novels are runaway hits and classics too. She wrote the most beautiful prose I've ever read. She successfully portrayed the social situation of her time in her books. Around that time, there were two other authors whose books were very well received. Charlotte Bronte and Emily Bronte. I've read the book by Charlotte Bronte i.e, Jane Eyre. I don't mean to be overly critical but her book contained so much of death and sadness with occasional bursts of happiness which I think reflected her life very faithfully. But even she cannot be denied the compliment for her very elegant prose.

Ah!!! English language.This has been my obsession from a very young age. No word can describe the beauty of this language. I've read in a recent 'Times of India' article that the evolution of Internet and social networking sites lessened the vocabulary of children. It has been found that for a good vocabulary children are supposed to learn about 1000 words a day which has dropped down to 800 words per day (pardon me if I put in the wrong figures). it is quite dreadful indeed. I feel it is very important to restrict the lingo of messages and networking sites to the virtual world only. I prefer the old Victorian era English language to our current situation. I feel there is no need to butcher the language with the advent of technology.

P.S. Hope is  lovely.

My first ever new year resolution

I've never made a new year resolution in my 17 years on this earth because I believe making a resolution which we never try to keep is a waste of brain space which later turns into that nasty feeling of guilt which in turn pricks us at every possible occasion. Last night, when the euphoria of watching a good movie and welcoming a new year couldn't be suppressed (which affected my sleep directly), my train of thoughts took me to my love of books and how much I wanted to be a great writer one day. I thought I have to create a blog and try to write something at least for my conscience's sake. And then I realized that I, unwittingly, made a new year resolution. Being the middle of the night, I felt I can do anything. Then morning came and along with it, all my fears came out of the closet in which they were shut for the night. The new year resolution went out of the house just like that. Then a friend said " you are just an idiot who's watching others swim but are hesitating to go in yourself". Well, I believe it is true. And so I took the plunge without knowing how to swim. Personally, I don't think I'm writing this just to keep my new year resolution. I'm writing this to prove my friends' infinite faith in me. My friends, as all friends do, believe in me and my talents which I myself don't believe in.

I have a hundred thousand reasons not to write which I myself think are completely irrational. I didn't want to start writing until I managed to procure a nice name for my blog. That is so stupid. As any one can understand its just a reason to avoid writing. This particular name for my blog is the courtesy of a very talented friend who is friend enough to believe that I could write. Honestly I couldn't come up with anything more creative than that. But as Eddie in the movie America's Sweethearts will say I'm grateful for the sun, I'm grateful for the nature surrounding me, I'm grateful for my friends who are the very best of people. Leaving the corny things aside, I can't believe that I'm writing (coz I know it sucks). And so that is the story of my first ever new year resolution.