With a half empty glass & full broken heart,
I speed dial the one who left.
Prostrate on a rotting ground,
I smoke away my petty soul,
With knives out for another sear on my wrists.
What asinine desires,O rainy dawn,
What asinine desires,O rainy dawn.
In a time when we wouldn't be,
Will the soil remember slogans spewed by you and me?
When word on papyruses would deem us aliens,
Will words on mouth remember our alliance.
Will little nibs amalgamate into mighty swords,
Or into mighty chains and detent our exodus.
But today's words,
May be Tomorrow's words.
Just watch it,So complicated yet so simple and so bloody thought provoking.There is nothing more to say to this movie ,it is art of the highest order.
What is it you look in me,
The beholder of my form?
Do I excite you
Or make you detest yourself?
Do I make you yearn for me,
Or make you pray your Lord for imagined transgressions?
Do you search for rhymes in my words
Or for the shape of my curve?
Mon amour ,
I thrive in the
Midst of Lust and Despair
And in the mist of the air.
I everlast in the
Movements of your eye
And the pain in your cry.
I disrobe in the
Impure dreams you see
And on papyruses you draw me.
MOVIE THOUGHTS #3- SUPER DELUXE
One of the only Tamil movie I have seen.Before I say anything more about this movie ,I have to express my only regret with this film ,that it is in Tamil ,a language I don't know and which I should spend time to learn .
This movie is unlike anything i have seen ever ,from its interconnected stories , to its nuanced social and political commentary ,there is so much in it. The writing is top notch and so are the performances by the ensemble cast .Every character is layered ,connected ,grounded in reality and relevant in our times.
The movie treats its audience with respect as it asks you pay attention to its message and the hints, it subtly throws that ult...
LOVE IN THE TIME OF CHOLERA
-Gabriel García Márquez
Before I sing my praises for GGM , I have to say that the English translator, Edith Grossman has done some fine work .
This is the first novel of GGM that I have read and his work does match his reputation.This novel however doesn't have much of magic realism for which he is most famous but it is a meditation and study on relationships.With words that may have been written not in ink but in honey,this novel explores love in all its facet.
On the surface it is a love triangle spread over a half century presumably in Columbia's Cartegna de India at around the late 19th and early 20th ...
What are these desires I keep having
Of running away ,sans inhibition.
Every now and then a feeling akin to dread, in me kindles
And robs me of my senses.
I am all of a sudden claustrophobic
Is it because of the physical dimensions of my dwellings
Or because of the numbers I am bracketed into.
My words ,my imagination rated
And my intelligence looked down upon.
Where I bit by bit lend in my labor
Who is the one who steals what's mine
By charms and biased attractions.
Where I lay brick by brick into the design
Who gets to paint my castle
And call it their own.
Where I construct my world thought by thought
Who steals my thunder
And render me inanimate.
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Discography of Amit Trivedi
And of course, Prateek Kuhad.
Older albums of Ed Sheeran
Do mention your favorite #post2am songs.We may end up finding some new ones.Who knows?
I am that occasional viewer of South-Korean films . This movie too falls under the ambit of must watch South-Korean films.It's strong ratings and the fact that Hollywood invested time and money to make a crappy remake piqued my interest.
And every second of this movie was worthwhile.The direction was brilliant.The camera angles ,settings ,each and every thing was down to a detail and with layers of meaning.A South-Korean movie drawing on parallels with a Greek mythological tale is pure genius.The back-and-forth between Choi Min Sik and Yoo Ji-Tae is a movie lover's delight.
Though the most important thing about this movie is the way they have handled the su...
I find myself now barren,
Devoid of words to utter,
And of art to create.
A syllable misses the beat in my song.
A word breaks apart the rhyme of my poetry.
A stray stroke distorts the illusion of my fractal .
A minuscule spill spoils perfection of my painting.
A singular misstep and I fall dancing.
I plunge into the well of art with a strong vigor,
Only to float midway in a never-ending limbo.
An excess drop and my nostrum turns into venom.
It's a delicacy ,to be savored with temporal gaps.A nuance in the storytelling is evident ,yet Imtiaz uses his trademarks and brings in elements as diverse as French art and Indian Nukkad Natak into one complete story. From complex musical composition to refreshing acting ,this movie,nay this piece of art , has it all.
If the philosphy of the movie can be applied on real lives is a question ,so many of the creative minds struggle everyday.Brought into me a roller-coaster of emotions but also a tinge of remorse as i discovered this gem so late.
Hope other fellow lettrists who haven't watched it ,give it a try.
A faint light looms above,
As I mooch and you meander.
For questions to be asked
And answers to be seeked.
Into you I peer
And my mad soul does leer.
Breaking and Rejoining.
The canvas of my soul
Now flows past on this river
And I leap in to hold onto the edges.
A million heads tread this path,
A million of them stare on .
There exists lines of homes and hubs of commerce,
And voices that protest "Theirs and Ours".
Amidst all this jostle &hustle &bustle,
I too plod on this thoroughfare.
Some to home,some to work,some to destinations unknown,
Heading to rave parties or to quietly contemplate,
Or seeking someone to illicitly consummate.
And now all of a sudden I feel an urgency,
For a risen head is spotted and I elate in frenzy.
Smiling sheepishly ,she cuts crowd.
For selling her products,she shouts aloud.
I now trod with ears unplugged,
And eyes un-shaded
And hands held free to lend out a wave.
I find her on ...
I dance around for 'tis the night,
Unbound ,sans inhibition I sway.
Howling winds and a light drizzle.
A bottle of gin ,mad dancing and "apocalypse" blaring out
And in this moment of pure psychedelia ,
I surrender to nocturnal dreams.
My whole life I have lived at the by-lanes of her life and the day she came on to the highway my legs froze ,pained and never moved.
The Good in Bad
Be as determined as a terrorist.
Be as street smart as a thief .
Be as famous as disease.
Be as strong as a storm.
There is abundant gold in the ground ,
All you have to do is dig and get it.
A farmer's dilemma
CREVICE IN HEAVEN
We are just farmers.
We asked for rain when our tongues were parched and now are flooded just like our silly emotions.
We pray to you GOD,look in the direction of your abode every now and then ,but it is too cloudy even for a CREVICE IN HEAVEN to be spotted.
HALF BURNT CANDLE
The candle flickered frantically,
For it was losing wax.
Her hand warmed up unevenly,
For the melting wax fell on her hand.
Gushing wind streamed past her.
A chilly warning of approaching storm.
And she hung on to the half burnt candle,
As her children hung onto her.
Alas,in the land of darkness
A half burnt candle wasn't a good guide.
She stumbled on the path
And all became one with darkness.
Society to every creative youth:-
"Let your Imagination run wild ,till it's lost, then you have grown up".
"So you too love red,ma",the little girl spoke out with a tinge of amazement.
"Beti that is not only red,it is the color of suhag and love,you won't understand it now ,wait till you put on the sindoor",the lady in pure white spoke.
Next morning ,the little girl with her reddened hands squeaked in joy, "Ma,ma,get up ,see now even you have sindoor on your head"
"What,are you mad" saying so the lady slapped the little girl .
"I'll tell baba that you hit his gudiya" and the girl ran out.
"I wish you could do that ,I only wish" and th...