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the unreview – "Our taken for granted lives : thoughts on the movie Cast Away"

posted by adee on 16/11/2010 in Uncategorized

“We both have done the math. Kelly added it all up and… knew she had to let me go. I added it up, and knew that I had… lost her. Because I was never going to get off that island. I was going to die there, totally alone. I was going to get sick, or get injured or something. The only choice I had, the only thing I could control was when, and how and where it was going to happen. So… I made a rope and I went up to the summit, to hang myself. I had to test it, you know? Of course, you know me. And the weight of the log, snapped the limb of the tree, so I-I – , I couldn’t even kill myself the way I wanted to. I had power over *nothing*. And that’s when this feeling came over me like a warm blanket. I knew, somehow that I had to stay alive. Somehow. I had to keep breathing. Even though there was no reason to hope. And all my logic said that I would never see this place again. So that’s what I did. I stayed alive. I kept breathing. And one day, my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. And now, here I am. I’m back in Memphis, talking to you. I have ice in my glass… And I’ve lost her all over again. I’m so sad that I don’t have Kelly. But I’m so grateful that she was with me on that island. And I know what I have to do now. I got to keep breathing. Because tomorrow, the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?” -Chuck Noland, played by Tom Hanks in the movie Cast Away.


to have ice in the glass, to be back home everyday, to watch a sunrise once again in life… it is plainly ridiculous how much we take for granted in our lives!

perhaps each one of us needs to be marooned on an island of either sickness or relationship breakdown or job loss or something like that to realize how fortunate we are to have the kind of life we are living now. because all we do is keep cribbing, complaining, crying that this is not right and this should have been mine and always looking up to the next guy who has just a bit more than us… we all want more… more money, more attractiveness, more knowledge, more this more that but never realize that what we’ve have is a hundred million times more important that what we don’t have!

to have breath in our lungs, to have love in our hearts, to be alive, just aware of this life within is the biggest joy in life. let’s be grateful for what is given to us, and let us spread the joy that this awareness provides, let us not take our lives as taken for granted anymore. *amen*
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the secret life of a tree

posted by adee on 09/11/2010 in Uncategorized

now that you’ve felled me
chopped me down
i am still one with earth
to which i belonged

even the axe you used
was wood and metal
one part, a neighbour deep
the other, ancestral

and when i burn
i’ll be set free
to converse with the wind
eternal friend of my leaves

to you it looks
as if i’m alone
little do you know
that i’ve a life beyond

the trunk, the roots, the leaves
and much beyond what you see
i belong to you, you to me
and this, the secret of a tree

written a few weeks back, inspired by this image (click here: http://ht.ly/36BC1 ) and its title from one of my most cherished blogger friends, coyote: http://singingmoon.blogspot.com/ 🙂

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diwali mubarak

posted by adee on 04/11/2010 in India

Diwali is my favorite festival and i wish all of u, my dear friends a very very happy and enjoyable year ahead 🙂 May your homes and heart always be filled with the light of love *hugs*

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sometimes i feel…

posted by adee on 29/10/2010 in Uncategorized

…that this wretched, desparate struggle with time that i call my life is nothing but a dream and soon i’ll get up and find myself in the utopia of my fancies. That in one supple, succint moment of magic all that is wrong will be set right and i’ll live happily ever after.

And somehow, i know that i’m not alone in having this kind of feeling. Do you also feel like this sometimes?

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a day at the Durga Puja

posted by adee on 20/10/2010 in India

October-November are the months of festivals in India. and one of the most important festival in northern and eastern India is the Durga Puja. the little Bengali dominated enclave of C R park is the heart of Durga Puja celebrations in New Delhi, the capital of India and the city i call home 🙂

Bengali’s are the people who take their festivals seriously, with the Puja being their biggest and most important festival. The arrival and stay of Mother Goddess Durga during nine days of Navratri is celebrated in many other parts of the country, but nowhere with this fanfare and
passion.

If you are in Delhi at around this point of time, it is highly recommended that you pack one day of your life visiting different pandals (venues) and pay obeisance to the Goddess. gaily dressed crowds, lots to eat, lots to click and yeah, so much to observe and marvel at, these are the
things that make my Durga Puja celebrations.

hope you’ll like a few glimpses of my day in these pics 🙂

 

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i’m busy reading the glass palace

posted by adee on 16/10/2010 in Uncategorized

and want to finish it tonight. Its another thing that around 200 pages still remain. Finally, there is some action in this long, lethargic storyline and i don’t want to keep the book down at this point of time.

Talking of action, i’d a day packed with it. The Navratri fasts were over today and i gorged upon sinfully rich food. Then, in the afternoon, half asleep i went to be a part of the Durga Puja celebrations at C.R. Park. Had a great time with Amrak, Abhi n SD. Roamed around quite a wee bit, clicked some pics, took Ma Durga’s blessings, talked a lot… but in all of this, kept missing Dee.

So all in all, a day brimful with activities and i would have loved to go on and on. But you already know that i don’t talk too much and anyways, have a book to finish as well 😉

c ya soon!

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some days are like this only

posted by adee on 15/10/2010 in Uncategorized

Had a blissful day in her company. Out of the blue we decided to meet and watch a movie. We reached the theatre and found two options suiting our timings. And you know what, we left the choice of the movie on the ticket counter girl. All we asked her was, “any of the two shows which has the option of corner seats!” 😉

After the movie, while having lunch, we remembered the first movie we’d watched together. It was at the same theatre, same time of the day and almost the same time of the year. We were not even going out then. But i do remember that i missed her a lot after saying goodbyes that day 🙂

Its been four years, well almost. And from Munnabhai to Do dooni chaar, this magic of stolen moments, of planned-unplanned meetings, of days well spent in the company of each other just never seem to end. And may it never end. *Amen*

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on time and photographs

posted by adee on 08/10/2010 in Uncategorized

Yesterday i was wondering about photographs. And how they alone have the ability to stop time in its tracks. So much alike in this power as the portrait of Dorian Gray… but opposite in the effect.


The portrait took everything upon itself while Dorian remained young. Our photographs remain beautiful and timeless, while we keep ageing outside their frames.




Posted as a comment on this amazing blog i deeply cherish: http://ht.ly/2QxvX . Thought it was good enough for an individual post 🙂 Tell me if you liked it.

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एक ख़त टाटा इंडिकॉम के नाम

posted by adee on 06/10/2010 in Uncategorized

अभी रहते हैं वो दोनों
दूर एक दूसरे से
दो शहरों का
दो घरों का
फासला है दरम्याँ उनके

बस एक अनदेखी सी डोर है
बांधे रखती है जो उन्हें
डोर बातों की
और बातें दुनियाभर की
आज का दिन कैसा रहा
बातें स्कूल, कॉलेज, ऑफिस, दोस्ती, ज़िन्दगी की

अभी दूर रहते हैं वो दोनों एक दूसरे से
मिल पाते हैं हफ्ते में सिर्फ एक बार
तभी वो लड़का और वो लड़की
रोज़ रात को बात करते हैं फ़ोन पर

तुम अगर ‘नेटवर्क’ ठीक कर लो थोड़ा और अपना
तो ये डोर टूटे न कभी

i’m entering this poem under the Share Life blogger contest by the newly launched Tata DOCOMO OneTouch Net Phone at IndiBlogger. you can know more about the phone by clicking here. and please do vote for me here if you liked the poem. thanks 🙂

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when an artist dies

posted by adee on 01/10/2010 in Uncategorized

“When an artist passes away, some bits of him start living in his works. till the time he was alive, he was this other self, roaming around the streets of this world, but now that he is dead, his works take an inner glow, as if they hold some bits of his soul… shining from behind the canvas and the frame, in a soft, translucent glow.”

Posted as a comment on this post by my blogger-senior Ennyman, http://ht.ly/2MWTM . thought it was good enough for an individual post 🙂 tell me if you liked it.

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