Juno scores 10 on 10

The very first time I heard the name "Juno" , I thought it sounded very unique. It was Dominica who suggested  this movie. I have this habbit of asking people to shut up when they start discussing a movie I haven't seen. Just my way of preventing them from blurting out the "entire story in 4 lines"... Hence I was thrusted with just a gist of the movie. The story revolves around a teenager who gets pregnant and its all about how she faces it. The moment I heard this, I labelled it a "must-watch" movie. I wasn't surprised when Domi told me that this movie has won the Academy award for Best original screenplay in '07 and has earned three Oscar nominations. Expecting a very serious and emotionally challenging movie in store, I settled down with a cup of coffee, propped comfortably on a cushion. The title soundtrack was really different and it somehow seemed to challenge my thoughts of the movie to be an emotional roller-coaster. Sixteen year old Juno discovers that she is pregnant with a child fathered by her friend and admirer Paulie Bleeker. She decides to confess to her parents about her unplanned pregnancy. Unlike "our movies", her parents take it well and agree to her decision of giving the child for adoption. The best thing about the movie is that "it proved me wrong" all the way till the end. It was unexpectedly funny and it had a feeling of wry humour which I thoroughly enjoyed. The dialogues were amazing. Every character had its own "punch" . The movie dealt with complicated things like Pregnancy and Abortion in the most sophisticated way possible, like it was "child's play"! The scene where Juno tries approaching an abortion centre where she meets one of her classmates holding placards against abortion was touching. Juno then decides to find a decent couple for her child. Aided by her friend, Leah, she finds an advertisement in "Pennysaver" where she comes to know of one such decent couple - Mark and Vanessa. Another brilliantly shot scene in the movie is the one at the mall where Vanessa experiences or rather  feels the baby in Juno's womb. It again came as a surprise to me that everyone around were good people. There was not a hint of "villainism", "emotional mockery" or anything which happens in any other "sentiment" portraying movie. All the roles had their say, well characterised with extremely witty lines. Juno has a stepmom, she is pregnant, goes to school covering her "planet" (that's how she calls it) with a normal T-shirt, looking extremely odd and out of place. But this package didn't have the "step-mom cruelty", the "peer pressure", "raw comments" or anything that would bring your eyebrows together. That is something I had to appreciate in the movie. It was portrayed in the best of spirits and it felt more like a happy go-lucky sort of movie to me. No raw sentiments or emotional rigmarole and somehow, even if I accepted defeat in the end, it gave me the satisfaction of having spent my time on a good movie. Paulie Bleeker makes you wonder how he had the guts to actually do it. Well, from the looks of him in the movie, he is portayed as a shy person who romances with his books and goes running every morning wearing a skimpy outfit. He is so kiddish and contrasts Juno's bold feminist character. The chemistry they shared (did they?) was a real point blank statement complementing the line "L o v e simply is ..." On the whole, though I saw it pretty late, I'm glad I saw it atleast now. It does leave an impact on you - good one or bad one is left to your judgement but you better watch it. It's worth the risk...Trust me ! :)

Diwaliiiii~~~!!~!~!~!~!

Diwali is in. And the only "most happening thing is the variety of sweets Mom made this time, and the variety of programmes on the Idiot Box, to keep the oldies occupied. My dad, a hard core fan of debates in any channel and any time, took pleasure in evading me from watching "darling Maddy's " interview. Forgive them all, I thought, but never forget! :P That's when I thought, about Diwali. I am against a lot of things, as you all would have surmised by now. So one of my "Seasonal" , go-against-this attitude is towards crackers. So having lost in the war of programming (watching actually ;)), I decided to give a stroke here and there, by opening MS Paint and just painting, whatever I thought...Lot's of things were running through my head, as usual. But at that moment of opening MS Paint, it was the festive attraction - Crackers. :D :D :D :D

Well...So the pic says it all ?!! :) :) :)
Hope You all Had a great Diwali...And you (didn't) have a blast! ;) hehe! Cheers!!!

Note :
I'm bored of controversies..............!

Escalophobia!

“Slowness to change usually means fear of the new.”

-Philip Crosby

Escalophobia - My fear of escalators ! I've always wanted to come out of the uneasiness of "gliding" on an escalator. I usually "esss" (escape) when there is an escalator, taking every tortuous path possible. Anything but an "escalator"! ! Why is it so hard for me, when I'll have to face it anyway at some point of life ? Well, like how a kid listens to you and obediently has food, at the mention of a "non-existent", daddy-made , blanket covered, one eyed , child snatching character, my fear of escalators is psychological too. I guess I was around 14, when we had star movies, HBO etc without the "angel-set-top-box!" . Those were the times, when any movie , anytime, me and my bro would watch (provided that our folks were still at work ;-) )There was this movie on HBO about a man with a kid and a step mom who is actually a witch in disguise. She wants the kid out of her way, to have the man all to herself. The kid is a teenager and she goes to a mall, to freak out with her friends. The witch decides to finish her off. She starts chanting inexplicable spells, while still at home. Like every other mall, the one in concern has the "hero" of this post - an escalator! *grrr* The girl, along with a bunch of mates, takes the escalator. Suddenly her shoe lace unwinds. There is an appropriate background score, hinting us that something important is coming up and hence "Stay put!" and have control over all the other senses and be deaf to "nature's calls" ;-)) The girl just happens to notice it, while the escalator has started moving. She makes an attempt to bend down to tie it. Exactly at this moment, the angles shift, a spin of the camera brings to us, the witch at her best mystic attire possible! She is in deep meditation. She keeps uttering incomprehensible spells, making us wonder about the girl instead, inquisitively wondering if she had finished tying the shoe lace by now. By all the laws of Science and as per the Theory of Logic, the girl should have finished the job by now. But since the director wants us to just "assume" that things are happening in parallel (the witch chanting and the girl bending ;-)) we are forced to forget the laws of Science . Instead, we start concentrating on the "little" of the camera tricks that the director displays, showing us the witch, her mouth, the girl - in several stages of bending down . Another loud cry, indicating that the bend has now become a "bent" - complete. We silently applaud in the mind's eye.The witch throws some powder, instantaneously the girl's chain gets caught in the steps of the escalator when she has just finished the job and is about to raise. And in one shot, she is strangled to death. Any ratiocinator would thank the "holy God" for giving the director the sense for avoiding the depiction of this process in the previously adopted strategy for showing the girl trying to tie an unwound shoelace, in a million steps and a zillion shots !! Finally,a grotesque figure "glides" to the destination. Ever since, I've had this fear for the "E's"!(Bored of typing the entire spelling). I know there is no witch in my life. Forget the step-mom! I know its dumb to be scared of it. And I know it can never happen, if I don't wear shoes. :P Clever ain't I? ;-) And if I hang on to the railing by the side. And if I am busy, chatting away or staring at the person ahead or holding hands with someone and if I just don't think about the movie at all . . . But still... what is the use of knowing all this? What is the use of even blogging about this ? Because, when it comes to reality, when it comes to standing face-to-face with the E!(lazy again!), I 'm far from all reasoning. My brain refuses to conjure up all this theory I've typed so far. A microsecond back, I might have thought I was just acting silly, and allowed my friends to compel me into the "ultimatum". But when I'm just about to do it, pop goes all my decision making. All my logical reasoning abilities go null. I become a loser in microseconds, not able to think, not able to stick to the decision made(though not by me! :P). I'm blank, staring at the E, wondering if I'll ever get over it at all?! And all I do is... turn around in search of the label "Stairs..This way ---> " and again "Pop goes the weasel" .. ~!~!~!

Note :
If you haven't noticed till here, Thank you. If you are just about to notice, Hang on !!! Yeah, I haven't said the name of the movie. That's because I don't know. I' m not even promising that I'll do some research and find out and update the post again. So please assume its some "X" or to make it more like a horror movie "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" !! (SJ SURYA, on his way to hit me for partial plagiarism.! God save my blog!! !! :-) :-)

Catatonic Poetry!?!

Make way...fast!!!Another poem on its way...! I promise nothing in this post. This was something which was born when I was typing an SMS to a friend of mine . I do not know why, but my mind just conjured up this line "Falling in love with a broken dream". As I was typing this, as an SMS, just to share it and amuse about it with a friend, I couldn't stop my fingers. The typing went on, like I was in a trance, for a few more lines, and alas! - a poem was born (or atleast :D I call it one! :P :D)...Here goes...
*Sheepish look on her face, still musing about that "one" line, wondering if she is increasing the probability of people thinking she was really insane, or rather, proving it that very minute...Hmmm .. she sighs...but still..who cares?!? adding a "who isn't?" to it, she goes on to post it, anyway...!*

While in a Trance

I fell in love with a broken dream...
Though it may all seem, as though
Things are the way, they've always been...
I still regret my fall, big time, for...
It's the one which happened just in time...
I refuse to cry, believing that my eyes are pretty dry...
I fell in love with a broken dream...
And it just isn't what it seems...


-S()mS!E :)

My Interpretations - Part Two (*phew* atLast!! ;-) )

Well, well..I guess the Part Two took quite some time. Sorry to keep all my readers waiting :D If you are still waiting with bated breaths, please have a sip of water and come back, as I will go on with some rigmarole before I actually come to the subject ;) I take liberty in being my own "sweet" critic, thus saving the humiliation, and keeping up the dignity, by overtaking those who just part their lips to comment about something... Well : ) that's me..Now that I have indulged into this senseless comprehension, I hear some grumbles and I guess they are louder after that sip of water.. So I continue with my Interpretations.. I'm now locked up in my room, thus curbing my fingers from typing "to be contd.." hence giving birth to a Part 3 ;-) ;-)

My interpretations - about Religion, God, Faith, Life and things of least importance to many.

I sat down to think about the very reason behind the emergence of religions, the concept of God. I have given this so much thought that I've started viewing things in unanimity. My theory might be far from Science,Logic or whatever. But I'm just taking liberty to blog what my mind conceives. Stepping out the door, there are so many things we see. So many things we don't see as well. I tried this at a crowded bus stop. I observed people and there was a real conflict of emotions, unspoken, but very daring, staring right at you! I was just contemplating, what was running through their minds. And, I just wondered, it would have been a difficult task, for God to create so many lives and bring in some form of unity between them, just to maintain harmony in the world. That's when I feel, religion was born. (*Tadaaa!!* *AVM* bgm)...Let's take an example of a school. There may be 1000 or more kids, all of different shapes and sizes., coming in several packages. A uniform however brings in some bond, just to channelize them and mould them into a single unit. In the same way, religions were born, to channelize people. To take them through one path of wisdom. To me, religions are just different interpretations of God. God is one, but God is interpreted in different ways. It is just that, someone took the lead, and followed one of God's interpretations. People who believed, followed suit. And hence, we had a group of people, organized and united, in the "name of God", and thus a new religion was born. When this happened all over the world, different people started believing in different ways. Thus based on the geography of the area, a few miracles and lot more blessings, considered as gifts from God, the world became united in the name of God, but still fragmented, in the name of Religion. All this is just my thoughts, ideas, and expressions. You are all entitled to your opinions, as I am.
My God is Human :
A weird comparison?? I take an example of one human being(Man) and I thought I'd relate this one person to all the religions (actually 3 main ones I'm well aware of). Here's what I came up with...
A human is more a human because he has - a heart which beats and thus prolongs his life: a brain - which controls his actions, enforcing a discipline into his body: the other important organs and limbs - that help in his perception, survival and sustaining the quality of him being a human. Taking all this into consideration, here's my interpretations (Supposed to be the actual "matter" content of part two :D :D As usual, I just got carried away! ;P )
Human Body :
The Heart - Christianity :
Only a heart can undergo all sufferings and pain , but still forgive the cause of the pain. Talk of heart-aches, or heart-breaks..I leave it to your judgment. But just, for this one quality , I thought the Heart can be related to Christianity.
The Brain - Islam :
The brain is the so(u)l(e) controller of the entire body, and it has a role in all our actions. I know a few friends who come from this religion. I've always admired them for their discipline and almost all of them, had a driving force to entrust complete faith in "their" interpretation of God.
The Others - Hinduism :
I am a Hindu, though I like to be referred to as a Theist than being categorized as a Hindu. Unity in diversity - Hinduism stands as an example to it. Just like all the different organs, limbs, which all function for one purpose - to give life to the human. With its diversity, each with a different purpose, different classifications and hence, several interpretations of "My God", Hinduism forms a large family to panegyrize the several forms of my one God.
Conclusion [ *Atlast* Applause please] : "My God is Human "!!

UPDATE : As on 9/10/08 :
An alternative to Hinduism - The Mind. I would like to quote here, Niranjan who was kind enough to suggest an alternative, with a reasonable explanation :) [In the Comments section]
" Let us call Hinduism , "The Mind". Now the mind is not the heart, nor is it the brain (the former is a blood pump and the latter is the is an integrated circuit with a lot of logic gates and FPGA's ). It's there in us, but not in any apparently physical form. It is interpreted by various people in various ways but one, and all agree it is what makes mankind what it is "

Though I din't get the part about FPGA's and Logic Gates, I agree to this interpretation. If any of you have any other alternatives, post them in the comments section. You can relate it to any of the religions. I will try and update here, as much as possible. Thank you!



There ends My interpretations - about Religion, God, Faith, Life and things of least importance to many. (no worries, I'm not typing "to be continued"... :O .... oh oh!even though I've typed it ;) I dint mean it!) ;P :P :P So chillax! (;-) )

Note : (Just in case you didn't notice ;-) Making sure, you scroll back and notice !:D )
I haven't genderized God in any statement. I don't like to genderize God . I 'm against the term "goddess" too. I strongly believe that God can be a male, female, or both or even "it"! I guess, its the perceptibility that counts. I perceive God as God and there's no He, She, or It...I find nothing wrong about the way things are going on in this world. About the way the religion is perceived. About the religious rites, sometimes followed by "riots". All in the name of God....Well...If only people can hear God screaming and asking them to stop!....Who said this - "The Gods Don't Mind ...but "They" DO! " They referring to all those caught up in beliefs in taking out peoples lives , (not) again (!), in the "name" of God. They referring to all those who lead lives to bestow massive destruction upon a group people, again with God as an excuse....
And yeah..! by the way...I said it! ;) :) ;-)

Go on and post comments. But please don't ask me anything. I cannot answer any of them, if they are logical or scientific or religious. Because, No.1 I'm pathetic in VIVA-VOICE (;-)
No.2.I didn't do any research. I just spoke my heart out...Again..On impulse! So spare me! I wouldn't mind discussing the issue though..!!!
Now for some excitement : Post blog contest :
Q: The number of times the blogger has used the expression "in the name of God" . ..
Correct answers to be posted in the comments section. Exciting gifts waiting! Hurry!!!
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Thank You!
May "MY GOD ;) " Bless You All !! :-)

A bLASt fRoM tHE pAST.....~!

HE-SHE?!!

He asks her if she can…

She says that she can…

He asks her to wash his clothes…

She does it with all heart...

He treats her like a fly…

She just gives him a chance to try..!

He speaks ill of her...

She takes it all into her...

He keeps reminding her of being an intruder…

She keeps fighting back with frozen tears…

He asks her to clean his shoes…

She does it without any woes…

He brings a girl into the house..

She responds like a mouse…

He suddenly decides to disown her...

She ,this time..,pleads to him to have her…

He sways from here to there…

Like a bird caught between two branches…

From the girl to her…

Not knowing to whom to hear…

He then makes a decision…

He holds her neck with disgust…

She struggles and starts to protest…

He shoves her out of the house…

She falls on the pavement…

She gets up…with her face filled with shock…

She takes one last look at him…

Their eyes meet…

Tears flow…

She utters a last word of prayer…

“GOD…PLEASE FORGIVE MY SON!!!~~!!”

- !~!somsie~!~!

P.S. :

A poem written when I was in Class XI...Just a reminiscence. Memories, never fade away.........~~~!~!~!

My Interpretations...

"There is only One God, that I will bow down to.
There is only One God, that I will say thank you. "

- In My Father's Words , Blaaze.

My interpretations - about Religion, God, Faith, Life and things of least importance to many.

I'm a person strongly ruled by principles and beliefs. I have a very strong conviction about God and I don't believe in religion. I'm as strong a theist can be, excluding the fact that I don't believe in religion. To me, God does exist. God created the Universe, created Life on earth. Created Darwin and made him figure out, the evolution process. The World is never a small place. There are so many forms of life, so many people constricted by rigid rules set across ages ago, by some unknown force. Science has taught us one inevitable art - the art of questioning. Sometimes, "acceptance" is an easier option. It's practical as well. But only when we question, the basics of the situation at hand evolve, the elapse in time gets figured out, and finally, the human mind comes to one theory on its own, again ending in "acceptance" of that theory. The same happened to this person, typing away furiously, all the thoughts that have stayed in the cerebral cortex coming out in one flow. She can't stammer while using the keyboard, but she technically does in context of her thoughts. And a sudden stop comes over them, she is called for dinner. She keeps the browser window still open. She has dinner, with a book in hand, the last few pages of which she has been planning to finish for ages. By the time she gets back, the synchronization between the cortex and the soul is lost. She sighs and takes a deep breath. Does what she isn't used to doing and drafts the post. Suddenly, a thought comes to her head. She plans on making it a series and she types "Part-1" here. She is scared to type "to be continued" but still does it, trusting her passion more than her leisure. And she forgets something and adds a "Post Subscript"- She still hasn't finished that book. . . !!!
Interpretation : Maybe the book was too good, that she decided to finish it first and then blog.
For those people where "curiosity spared the cat and killed them" , for once, the book is "the Notebook " by Nicholas Sparks. An author who always makes her eyes moist with emotions, "peelings" to some people. She decides that she's gone too far already, typing too much about herself than about the post itself and stops here. And I type : To be continued...............................!