It has happened with me before that instead of following the natural rhythm of my heart, I try to force myself to sit and write about something I really want to write about. I sometimes find it against the spirit of writing but I cannot wait for things to start flowing and only then write about something. Usually it becomes too late by then. I have missed several moments this way. But now the problem is that when I try to force the thoughts and document them, the outcome doesn't satisfy me. Its a difficult choice. Choosing between 'waiting for the heart to beat and thus missing the moment' and 'force-document the thoughts and let them lack the spirit'.
Today I am in a similar dilemma. Its about 'Taare Zameen Par'. I watched it last Saturday and despite falling flat for it, I am yet to find the right words to write about it. In fact I have started gleefully believing that I am just incapable of putting it forward. To generate the same effects on paper, I will have to do an 'Aamir Khan' which is much much beyond me. I can still try and come up with an OKAY write up to save me the repent of missing the moment but it will never spare me off the embarrassment of underplaying something as great as this movie.
Well, I give up. I cant write about it. Go watch it. Its the 'Hall of fame' stuff, undeniably.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Hmm..
There are times when you are very calm. You feel you have successfully fit your tiny little self in this big complex world. You are happy. You are happy with your own little simplified self. You are content with your aspirations, desperations, your achievements, your failures, things you own, things you want to own, things you cannot own, your brilliance, your stupidity. You know where to go, how to go and you reach there and you are content again. Every thing seems so easy in those times. You wish this state of mind could stay with you for ever but it doesn't.
For every layer of calm that you have worn, there is sure-fire SOB who penetrates through it and touches your core to unsettle everything. Suddenly everything starts becoming skewed. You stumble against nothingness. Simplest of things start complicating themselves. You are desperate for the things you know you shouldn't, your achievements start appearing like a zilch, you meet failure at every corner of the street, you are not your brilliant self anymore, your own stupidity starts irritating you, you dont know where to go and if you know, you dont know how to. Every damn thing that belongs to you is thrown into a disarray.
Then you realize this is not the first time. You have been through this cycle of calm and disarray multiple times. why then you cant identify the symptoms at an early stage and diagnose that SOB and just distance yourself. May be its not that easy. Because this SOB is smart enough to disguise itself in a new avatar everytime and you are bound to fall for it.
For every layer of calm that you have worn, there is sure-fire SOB who penetrates through it and touches your core to unsettle everything. Suddenly everything starts becoming skewed. You stumble against nothingness. Simplest of things start complicating themselves. You are desperate for the things you know you shouldn't, your achievements start appearing like a zilch, you meet failure at every corner of the street, you are not your brilliant self anymore, your own stupidity starts irritating you, you dont know where to go and if you know, you dont know how to. Every damn thing that belongs to you is thrown into a disarray.
Then you realize this is not the first time. You have been through this cycle of calm and disarray multiple times. why then you cant identify the symptoms at an early stage and diagnose that SOB and just distance yourself. May be its not that easy. Because this SOB is smart enough to disguise itself in a new avatar everytime and you are bound to fall for it.
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