Mujhe Feminist hone ki 'Ijazzat' hai !

Watched Ijazzat once again and yet again the women in me cried for rekha and anuradha.... the two women torn between the whimsical, confused and definitely extremely mentally weak naseeruddin shah.....
Their fate decided by a man who was himself not sure of what he desired... what he should have stood by and what he should have let go... torn between his audacity and the pressures of society and in turn weaving a web of lies for himself and for the two of them.....
Now Now.... I am getting critical but just couldnt help feel bad and acknowledge that women's fate still remains putty in hands of the male to an extent....
The movie always tends to bring out the feministic streak in me and leaves me in a conundrum of helplessness and despair......
I inevitably end up talking vehemently of how wrong the protagonist was to the two females and fret and carry this heartburn and then forget over a couple of days... So this time around decided to vent it out on blog and feel sorry for their plight

Of turtles and puppies

Free in office and for lack of better things decided to clean up the mail box....

Of all the intended cleaning that was to happen, all I ended up doing was reading old conversations and smiling away at the innocence and liveliness and brute honesty of thoughts exchanged...

In one such conversation, I hit upon the place where I was vehemently trying to oppose having a turtle as a pet.... now any sane person would have understood that the person on the other side was trying to take my case by suggesting to keep turtles but here I was all animated and sure to not 'paalo' a turtle and taking it all seriously ;) ......

Whatever the conclusion to that chat, what matters is how gullible and stupid I can get at times...... This has often led to tears and watersheds but at times it has also led to heartbreaks, dip in faith, loss of respect and or even loss of precious friends.....

And at other times, this has led me to hold onto things and words which are best forgotten and lost..... words that add jealousy, dissapointment, pain and all negative thoughts to one's existence..... thoughts and instances that stay put and refuse to let you move on and enjoy the beauty that engulfs this world.....

But then, haven't I cherished it for all the innocence that it brings ....... the fact that you believe and take people on their face value, on words that they have spoken and on intentions and feelings and kind words they have for you... (they might still be fooling around and saying good words in jest but it nevertheless gives you a kick ... ;) )

So all said and done.... maybe this gullibility should be let to stay,,, what say ;) ???

P.S. I am wondering why i started with the title 'turtles and puppies' but guess will let it stay..... (for sake of arousing interest ;))

My Nook

The summer night breezes have an awesome feel to them....
The humidity and the sultry mumbai weather was driving me nuts till a day ago i discovered this li'l nook in my house where i could sit and gaze, albeit only huge buildings and thankfully some lush green old trees and enjoy the summer evening breeze.....

It has the capacity to set me free..... It lets my mind run in millions of directions, all incoherent, yet touching some unrealized, unacknowledged needs, dreams or pain of mine.... It makes me fall in love with the concept of love and belongingness...... It makes me love the bond that i am in and yet it frees and pushes me to go and grab all the dreams and aspirations that are waiting for me to be held in these small hands........
The nook gives voice to my solitude and the view from there gives it vision....
Its the painted imagery of how i want my life to be...... tranquil, serene and yest bustling with hope, energy and love....