Jag-ho!

Who stole my mojo?

Everytime I fail to make a friend feel powerful, I fail. Everytime I fail to aid a friend become successfull. I fail. Everytime I fail to transform a dear person in my life, I fail.

Everytime I’m being someone to look good in front of others, I fail.

Everytime I take a stand for someone’s life, and give up on them, I fail.

It’s so easy to let go off people, just leave them alone and let them go on their own paths. Cut them off from our lives. It’s so much more harder to keep at them, keep them going. Be there for them no matter what. Whether they love you, hate you. Giving them a gentle push, just a nudge, in the direction where they really can live a fulfilling life.

How do I become that power..that force, which takes everyone along powerfully? Taking everyone places where they want to be.

Giving people what they really really want, not what they think they want, but what they really really want is the ultimate pleasure. It’s a long process. Takes years. But when it happens, it has a long-lasting impact on their lives. They never forget you. You never forget them.

To those I’d given up on: I’m sorry, I was weak. I couldn’t see the hidden power inside you. I channelized my energy towards hatre and regret.

So, who stole my mojo? I did.

With a renewed resolve now: I’ll be your coach, your leading light till you can shine the all way for others to see. I will stand with you, live with you and when the time comes, die by you.

Edited. Orginally written on 14th January 2009.

The coin that didn't like being flipped

“Hate, regret, anger and frustration are just one side of the coin.

Maybe, discovering what you never wished to discover is the flip side of going beyond one’s reasons.

But no matter what, it’s what one creates in such situations that makes one powerful or powerless.

I’ve been feeling powerless in a situation that’s my own creation. Although, the result of which was not what I wanted, but what I feared.

Nobody said it would be easy, but knowing what I’m dealing with surely makes me 10 times lighter.

I do wish though I wasn’t dealing with it alone, but that’s been my weakness throughout, not being able to deal with my life myself!

How and when if not now?!”

..and so it began..

Slumdog spectacle

In these semi-anxious moments before the Oscar’s begin, I’m pondering over how tightly has the Slumdog spectacle gripped the entire world.

Being an Indian movie buff, born and raised in New Delhi, I consider myself to be in an adaquate position to start a fresh argument. That there’ve been better feature films this year than Slumdog Millionare.

Of course, I truly appreciate the authenticity with which the SM script deals with the entire plot, albeit with some fictional components. Overall, after watching Slumdog, I was impressed. However, a movie like Dev.D left me absolutely baffled and short of words. A modern Devdas adaptation that’s so refreshing and brilliantly done, with a super-impressive soundtrack! It’s the best piece of cinema I’ve seen in a while. I say this with a hint of sadness and a belief that Dev.D will probably never see the kind of publicity Slumdog did.

Update: The thought just crossed my mind, whatever happened to The Dark Knight?! Hmm. Well, I haven’t seen most other nominations including Milk to make a an informed comment. The good news: my list of movies to watch just got longer!

Update 2: While I was watching the Slumdog teasers on Oscars, I remembered the real reason why I really liked watching it. It was the unique style of story-telling which truly captivated me. Now that it’s won a total of 8 Oscars, I’m absolutely thrilled for the slumdog (note the small ‘s’) and it’s Indian connection. Jai ho! ;)