Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Burger queen

The official title of 'big mac queen' was bestowed up on me by my office mates on successfully negotiating the first semester of my stay in the US with a big mac lunch almost every single working day. I knew I had it in me to make it big.

Twelve years down the line an impromptu lunch at a much respectable burger place in Chennai is telling me it is time the crown goes to someone more deserving. Dinner time is approaching, the lunch is yet to near the exit lane.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Cinema abbondanza

It all started when a while ago I read in Lakshmi's blog about the movies she saw during the summer. I was absolutely taken by the idea of watching movies on the laptop before sleeping. So with woofer and speakers in place and laptop perched on a table we have been enjoying cinema in plenty:

Titli-. Set in beautiful locales of Darjeeling, the movie is about a mother, her daughter and their chance meeting with a movie star. The incident disturbs their equilibrium, while the daughter grows out her childishness, her beautiful and graceful mother rediscovers her vulnerable side. Didn't know I could watch through a movie with Mithun Chakravarthy in it and like it too.

Anuronon (meaning resonance): Amongst the flirtations and friendships that develop during the movie, what was perhaps common to all characters was their search for people who share similar passions, values, emotions and ideas, people whose wavelength matches their own. If some of these people are of opposite sex and outside marriage then it can lead to different interpretations by society as well as spouses.

Khela: Being responsible for a child for a short while, makes a film director look beyond his single minded obsession for film-making.

Doser: is the 'other woman' in bangla. The other woman without ever appearing on screen and dying within the first few minutes leaves a trail of miserable people behind her. Konkana Sen Sharma is damn good as the woman scorned. Although both me and RRS thought the guy got off the hook way too easily.

Love Aajkal: Well, if that is love then what is not. While Deepika looks beautiful, vulnerable and not dumb, she finds it hard to look unhappy. Left me completely confused throughout the film. Rahul Khanna may agree with me. Saif, supposed to be the man in love aajkal, is a complete bore.

The proposal: A typical aggressive female boss and a submissive male subordinate. Chick-flick, rom-com, one can easily fill in the blanks. Did I imply I didn't like it? I am all for meaningless light hearted fun.

He is just not that into you: Another chick-flick. Nothing profound but very watchable.

Luck by chance: A very well made movie about film-making in bollywood. Konkana Sen Sharma's luck with love continues to be bad and Farhan Akhtar is lucky yet again to have a good script save him. He is understated to the point that he appears wooden. A young Amitabh say in Abhimaan or Anand in comparison used understatement to perfection.

Kalpurush: Another Bengali movie, a bit on the slower side. The different aspects of Rahul Bose's life are shown, childhood, professional and personal. Each more depressing than the other. Quite a nice movie.

Mighty aphrodite: Watched it again. Very entertaining.

Okay, time to rush as we plus parents are headed to eat out. Big milestone crossed: completed 35 years of existence.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Sweet or Sour

On my way in a taxi to the airport at 1:00 AM in the night, I couldn’t help but ask myself, “really is it worth it to be woken up with in two hours of sleep, to gulp down an anti-vomit tablet and head for shores so many miles away from family and home. To Malta, a country I had never heard of other than as the name of a fruit in my mother’s garden. A big sized orange with a centimeter thick skin and taste more sour than any lemon I ever had. Goes to say of my poor geographical knowledge, distaste for popping tablets and absolute dislike for interruptions to my sleep. As for family and home, I know, they enjoy my presence as much as a short absence.

After three days of tucking in a mix of continental and mediterranean food and desserts in between some technical talks and my own talk on the last day, the mood had a major shift. The prevailing sense was of that state of mind which one calls contentment. Sitting there in a lovely hotel looking out of my balcony in to St. George bay with boats rocking on the mild waves, bags all packed up and waiting for the taxi to arrive, I was wiser, at least about the geographical location of Malta. The name will surely have much sweeter associations than before. With all the sweetness around, there had to be a fly in the ice-cream: some co-passengers in the flight back. I was holding my aching head wondering “ Why do Indian men have to be so rude to air hostesses?”