The Movie...

Watched a movie today,with my sis,after a long time..was waiting for this since long.It is మల్లెపువ్వు ,starring Bhumika and a new hero. Somehow, I like Bhumika,a lot. Never used to like her before, but developed a liking towards her after "Anasuya". May be even before that. I like her not only coz of her onscreen chemistry, but also coz of the offscreen persona that she is. There are no contraversies about her and she always carries that sweet smile around. There is some aura of pleasantness about her.

And about the movie..I can't say that its a great movie, but its a good one. When I heard the name, I first thought of it as a romantic movie.But the trailors made me think otherwise.It indeed is not a romantic movie in its truest sense ,but I can say ,its a realistic movie, except for the climax. Its about the story of a happy girl ,who suddenly finds herself in the most unacceptable, unimaginable and unwished for circumstances and has to disguise herself as a boy, and starts working as a daily labour in a construction .The hero is a co-labour there , and somehow comes to know that he(She) is a girl, falls in love instantly (which I found a little unrealistic,though) and the rest of the story is how he rescues her.

The hero is a debutant and he looks like srikanth (And prabhas combo??). Thoda kachha in acting skills, which is acceptable coz he was working with some senior actors there.Tried to imitate prabhas in dialogue delivery.All the songs in the movie are dream sequences of the hero scattered here and there, coz our heroine is in trouble and in no mood for a duet. Hahaah...But one good thing about the songs is, atleast the hero didn't dream of himself in australia or america. All his dream songs were in the same half constructed building. He even dreamt of sofas in brick. :) .The movie is quite slow and half past the interval, its still the flashbak. I was wondering about both the hero and heroine, as she was in great trouble and he had to rescue her and we were running out of time..May be the director realised that he had to rush through the flick and there the story ends so suddenly and peacefully, and I was like ..ahh..so this can happen this way too..hahaaah...Coz at one time I was wondering about the ending, about how he could make it , coz the hero was just a daily labourer..So the movie ends on a happy note, but definitely not like the typical tollywood ones..

Well , I didn't write this to recommend the movie to anyone.Coz many people may not be able to sit through it.And even bhumika didn't have much performance either. Just saw the movie and felt like writing about it.For me , I think I have got my entertainment for what I paid. So, thats it. If anyone wants to watch this, its at their own risk.;)

Long time, since I have been here. Though I want to write a happy post, am afraid I may not. Unfortunately, its always " pain" that brings me here. Am not depressed , but today I can sense some things dying in me.Its no fault of anybody's. Its just that I overdo things. Am late by seven plus one_seven, and may be am overworking myself to show and get all that I missed out and for all those that am going to miss in future. Since three and half years I have been trying to do only one thing in life with unswerving devotion and that too fizzled. No, I didn't get anything wrong. Its just that I never knew how to express and how to handle things. Overdoing anything dilutes the fun. And I got it right.Sad that I had to learn it the harder way, the way I have chosen for myself in everything and anything. Wish that I learn it atleast now.

4th dimension

Today I experienced how it is like to be in fourth dimension.(I have read somewhere that there exists seven dimensions in this universe and that we live in third dimension.God,they say(if at all he exists..) stays in seventh dimension.) Its a dimension where past, present and future exists in the same plane.I was moving as per my wish and I could freeze my time in any plane. Those beautiful moments of my past,the present at its best and those moments which may not be possible in real were envisioned before my eyes.I was right there in everywhere and in everything.I was lost in glory..that ecstacy and that euphoric state,that jubiliant delight,that contentment...I was merged in time ,transported into the rapture... just then,
Someone from the third dimension woke me up.Huh these humans....

LOST...

Can someone hear?

at the height of my voice,I scream..

Here i am,me,since seventy eight,

alas!there is no one who can show me some light..

In the vastness of this world ,am a tiny atom lost..

I rushed and rambled and somewhere lost in the past.

I question about my integrity..

restlesness,helplessness and lonelines ..this is all i found as my identity..

I came all the way here in my life to lose the precious gift I have got,

coz this is what is left in my life's plot..

Am left between two paths to take,

but nowhere can i find the traces of the choice I want to make..

Can someone help me find the lost track..

How good it would have been ,if all this were happened in a time crack..

I will be left only with dreams unfulfilled,oh me! when is all this going to end?

I AM....

A stain I am...
A stain,dark and hard,
a stain that cant be ward,
thick and tangled as life,
a life filled with strife.
But it also showers light
on the beauty of white..
Am apebble...
A pebble that disturbs a spring,
which lies in silence as still,
a pebble thrown with a fling,
up from a mountain hill. It creates a ripple,
unwanted,yet may appeal.
Am a broken string...
A string which could have given a good tune,
had it been placed right.
Now it's only faint and swoon,
cos it was not weaved tight...
it's song now,a cacophony,
yet can make appreciate a symphony.

Am a pomegranate,
A fruit bitter in taste,
but as they say,patience pays...
A fruit though difficult to eat,
the juice can still be sweet.
but it can be a vain,
cos it can also Stain..

Memoirs

I want to run,run and run,
I know this cant be fun.
Am left here all alone.
Nothing here feels my own,
a fact I cant shun..
This boredom makes me churn,
with all of my hopes undone..
what else can I do but moan,
my future well known,
making me depression prone.
still I have to move on with a smile worn..

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY

"I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.

But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,nor the future with its untold stories.

But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.

I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;

Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;

I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.

I can only talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,

But I can try to give you the room to change, room to grow,room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,

But I can cry with you and help you pick up the piecesand put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are.I can only love you and be your friend. "

--written by some anonymous writer.loved it,so placing it here with slight modifications.:)