Paheli and more...

I saw Paheli yesterday. My initial plan, however, was to go for Parineeta. My parents seemed very keen to go for Paheli. I decided to give in and so it goes. We went for the evening show and I had to, much to my displeasure, miss my guitar class. And then of course I realized that there wasn’t going to be any more guitar class before I am done with the exams in the first week of July. That’s sad.

Now, about the movie. To make things easy I’ll give it 3 on a scale of 1 to 5 (5 being the highest). I am not a huge fan of SRK but I like him anyhow. So, I’ll give the movie half more for SRK’s ever-outstanding performance. You are definitely not in for a review. I’ll just say it’s a nice movie and sporadically funny too. It’s definitely worth a watch.

A sardar family occupied the row in front of me, in the hall. A boy, perhaps of 8-9 years sat right in front of me. After the interval, which had me witness numerous popcorn and pepsi glasses being circulated amongst that family, I heard the boy asking his parents the name of the movie!! And the mother went like, ‘Oye Bablu, tenu bataya toh siga,Soni uncle ne. Nayee?’ (Bablu, didn’t Soni uncle tell you this?)
The first movie I saw in a hall was as a 6 year old and as much as I recall, I knew the name of the movie pretty well before going for it. Not a big deal, I agree but I couldn’t stop laughing.

On the other hand, this is probably the last movie for one or two months together. And what more- life’s not very fair these days. There is ‘supposedly’ a ban on me to read novels. Can you believe it? But I just finished with a novel a week back. As I said - supposedly.

The other day I was talking about my childhood with my cousin. Life has it’s own way everywhere. I wonder how my tastes can vary so much. There was a time when I, perhaps, used to hate the things I love today. In the early years, I am often told I was anti-chocolates, anti-ice creams and all the heavenly stuff in existence in today’s world.

I’ve had all sorts of addictions. There have been the crazy ones and certain mild ones too but they have been there almost all through my life so far I was addicted to thumb sucking till the age of 6! Was I an abnormal child or what! I however do doubt the point of me being normal even today. A couple of months back, a friend, perhaps, sensing my abnormality, sent me a mail leading me to a page which had some MCQ’s waiting eagerly. It had been designed to judge how much the person concerned is normal. And thus I was declared 40% normal. Applause. Isn’t that more than enough? I mean who wants to be normal? Not me at least.

Right now, I am at my naani’s place. And two crazy monkeys are jumping around forcing me to play hide and seek with them! Hide and seek, for heaven’s sake! How hard is it to ignore empty noises.

The weather is still very humid but I like it. It rained very heavily in the morning from about 6 to 11- the pre monsoon showers. This reminds me of my fifteenth birthday this August. All right, Shubhi’s too. I don’t want the time to pass. I want to stay in school. Only 2 years more of school- only 2 years. It’s been a wonderful experience so far.

And I am being attacked by two children. I guess I have no option but to play whatever they wish me to. If I remember correctly, there used to be a time when I used to do such things. I pity those who had to go through that toture.
Such is my paradoxical life.