Crash.Syriana.Capote.
Three movies which have made me wonder at the sheer creativity and imagination which some of us seem to possess. Pictorially, they are all different. While crash comes across as super slick with smooth transitions to move across the seven stories that run parallely, Syriana uses image with sound to capture imagination and Capote has the old-movie feel to it. But there is one factor that puts them in the same league. They all are powerful stories captured on film.
It all comes down to that. If you have a good story -a story that can intrigue your audience, challenge them, play with them, make them laugh, question and think - you are already on your way to great stuff. Yes, it all comes down to that.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
They are different
Pilots. A different persona. People with a different view towards life. People who have learnt to love and live. They are people who accept life as it is but always strive to make it better. Time is not lost in stupid arguments or cribs.
I guess it all has to do with the happiness they get when they fly. A happiness which sustains over a long long time helping them breathe easy when troubles surround. A happiness which they share with whoever they come in touch with. A happiness that comes from realising that most fears are not real. A happiness that lasts and creates a lasting impact.
I guess it all has to do with the happiness they get when they fly. A happiness which sustains over a long long time helping them breathe easy when troubles surround. A happiness which they share with whoever they come in touch with. A happiness that comes from realising that most fears are not real. A happiness that lasts and creates a lasting impact.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Where were you.....
What do you remember? Why?
Just think. You can always recollect the edge-of-the-seat match your home team won. Or the first day at your job. Or the first date you had. Or even where you were when heard the news of the tsunami....this interesting article suggests that how you feel is critical in making you remember all these. High emotion equals high memory.
Just think. You can always recollect the edge-of-the-seat match your home team won. Or the first day at your job. Or the first date you had. Or even where you were when heard the news of the tsunami....this interesting article suggests that how you feel is critical in making you remember all these. High emotion equals high memory.
Monday, October 10, 2005
The comfort zone
Shopping has its benefits. Especially when you do it with new friends. While browsing for clothes in a mall, a decided to check out a friend's opinion about men's clothing. He is a fresh graduate from a fashion design school and works for a well-known outlet designing clothes for page3 people. First, he gave a few tips on colour combination and the latest "in fashion" clothing. And then he topped it all and said, " Always wear something slightly bolder than what you think you should".
Interesting thought, this. Especially, when you apply it whatever you do. The extra bold element helps break the rut.
Interesting thought, this. Especially, when you apply it whatever you do. The extra bold element helps break the rut.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
When the sun sets...
What is it about the evenings that makes people behave so differently.
The blue grey sky, the occasional tuft of cloud, tinged by the sun orange at one end makes one long for company. It is a time to talk.
Our best conversations happen only when we are ourselves. Be it when you switch off the lights to go to sleep - and just cant. Or be it the grand finale of a sunset across the ocean when you clasp hands and open your heart. The sunsets are so magical.
And it is not just the sky, the late evenings is also time for the birds to come home. As I sit here, I can listen to their chirp. As if they mother sparrow wants to share her day with her young ones. The adventures must be told over the meal that was arranged for by the day's toil. As if the silence of day's work needs to be balanced with the continuous chatter. Humans arent different too!
The city begins to glow. It is time for the lights to come on. How wonderful a view it must be from the sky to look as the city becomes defined by these jewels of lights. The different streetlights like necklaces, the big buildings like diamond studded tiaras- and the occasional dark patches done in by the load shedding! It would be as if the star studded skies were mirrored and then magnified.
The evening is always a time for change. While most people often talk of daybreak as the time of the day, it is the evening that smoothens our entry into the comfort of darkness. When we are far away from the glare and it is easy to be ourselves.
Maybe that’s what evenings are about. A chance to be Ourselves. The light has mellowed and the glare has gone. The lines on the forehead have vanished and the smile on the lips has returned. It is time to be alive.
The blue grey sky, the occasional tuft of cloud, tinged by the sun orange at one end makes one long for company. It is a time to talk.
Our best conversations happen only when we are ourselves. Be it when you switch off the lights to go to sleep - and just cant. Or be it the grand finale of a sunset across the ocean when you clasp hands and open your heart. The sunsets are so magical.
And it is not just the sky, the late evenings is also time for the birds to come home. As I sit here, I can listen to their chirp. As if they mother sparrow wants to share her day with her young ones. The adventures must be told over the meal that was arranged for by the day's toil. As if the silence of day's work needs to be balanced with the continuous chatter. Humans arent different too!
The city begins to glow. It is time for the lights to come on. How wonderful a view it must be from the sky to look as the city becomes defined by these jewels of lights. The different streetlights like necklaces, the big buildings like diamond studded tiaras- and the occasional dark patches done in by the load shedding! It would be as if the star studded skies were mirrored and then magnified.
The evening is always a time for change. While most people often talk of daybreak as the time of the day, it is the evening that smoothens our entry into the comfort of darkness. When we are far away from the glare and it is easy to be ourselves.
Maybe that’s what evenings are about. A chance to be Ourselves. The light has mellowed and the glare has gone. The lines on the forehead have vanished and the smile on the lips has returned. It is time to be alive.
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