You will never hear a girl say that she has more clothes than she should have, even when she will have more than a truck load of clothes. Never.
What you will hear, always, will be something like – ‘I don’t have anything to wear for tomorrow’s party‘, or, ‘I don’t have any matching clothes to go with my new nail polish‘, or, ‘ this dress I wore last summer too, how can I wear it again‘…. point being – A girl can never ever have enough clothes. 🙂
Every time I plan to go somewhere I struggle with what to wear, and everytime I tell myself that I have nothing to wear. Maybe it’s time to go for shopping. So, if you are planning to invite me to a party, there is a 110% chance that I am going to shop a dress for it. Now to think of it, maybe that’s the reason my husband doesn’t prefer to party.
So, lets come back to our original plot. Time when I thought I had much more clothes to wear that I need.
That was the time I was packing all my stuff for our move to another city.
When I was packing my clothes, folding them, putting them in big bags, all my dresses, sarees, suits, skirts, everything from belts to scarves and counting every small to big item; realizing with every passing minute that why do I have so many things in my closet. Some dresses I haven’t even worn them twice and it would have been more than an year me buying them. Some were so old, I don’t even understand why I was still keeping them.
I decided to clean out my stuff before taking all my clutter with me to my new home. You won’t believe how difficult it is, one minute you were thinking why do you need all these stuff another minute you will attach some emotional value to your clutter and would not want to part with it.
Soon I realized that it’s not like I buy more clothes but it is more like that I do not let go of my stuff. I still had my tees from my college time still in wearable conditions lying in my good clothes section. I still have my dresses from 10 years back and I still use to wear them now and then.
Let it go… let it go…. that was the song from Frozen, playing in my mind at that time.
I did manage to separate out nearly half of my clothes. Donated them. Still had a lot to pack.
At the end, when all was packed, there were 3 big and 1 small suitcase packed just with my clothes while overall my rest of the family, my hubby and three kids, all together managed their stuff in just three bags.
There I was having more than everyone else in my family had, and still struggling to figure out what would I wear tomorrow.
Don’t worry, my this state of mind hadn’t lasted long. Just 15 days to our new place and I did manage to buy me a pair of shoes and a nice scarf. But, scarf and shoes doesn’t count, right??
Amitabh Bachchan, who doesn’t know what a powerful artist he is…. Artist and not actor, because I think he is not merely an actor, he has proven himself to be much more than that. He is Art.
When you are making a movie to accentuate every aspect of this superstar; its bound to raise expectations to an overflowing level. But, alas, the movie ‘Shamitabh’ rests on a much below ground than is expected.
Shamitabh stars Amitabh Bachchan, Dhanush and Akshara Hassan in lead roles. As a matter of fact title of the movie – Shamitabh, is taken from lead actors names; SH from DhanuSH, and AMITABH from Amitabh Bachchan off-course; making it Shamitabh; which Dhanush cleverly explains in the movie as ‘sh..sh….. as in Silent Amitabh. Silent as in mute…. dumb; which is Dhanush, playing a dumb movie buff, whose sole objective is to become a movie star.
Lets delve into story of Shamitabh. Dhanush, is a mute, who wants to be a Hero. Despite his disability, he is positive that his talent is much extraordinary to be wasted in a small village, driving a local bus. Come first opportunity and he runs to Mumbai, the dream city for movie buffs. He gatecrashes studios, vanity vans of actors, and, every possible place where he could meet his favorite directors/producers. On one such attempt, he strikes a gold, when he comes across Akshara; an assistant director; who sees potential in his talent and tries to help him.
How can you become a Hero, when you cannot speak? Comes science and technology. Although the technological solution shown in this movie seems absurd at first, but you will easily ignore this feeling and move in with the flow of movie. Now, Dhanush can speak; but, he can speak only borrowed speech from someone else. After searching a lot for a perfect voice for Dhanush, they come across, one drunk homeless guy – Amitabh, who was also an unsuccessful struggling actor.
Contract is signed, and now, Dhanush is speaking in Amitabh’s voice. Whatever Amitabh speaks, comes out of Dhanush’s mouth. Dhanush is complete, his talent is complete. He even changes his name to ‘Shamitabh’, Silent Amitabh. Shamitabh rose above all and becomes a superstar. While Dhanush is riding the wave of success, his voice, Amitabh is in the background, treated as a valet to the superstar Shamitabh.
Ego game starts between the two. Amitabh of the belief that it is his voice which is the real power in Shamitabh’s success; while Dhanush believing that it his talent and his acting which is terrific on its own and voice of Amitabh is just an add-on to Shamitabh’s whole persona; and there is nothing more to it. Ego clashes; they fight; they demean each other; they repulse; and they go separate ways to figure out who the real Shamitabh is, actually.
Whole concept of this movie is excellent and unique, and with a star cast as powerful as this movie has; there is nothing topping it. It is the best recipe for a masterpiece movie. But, is it a masterpiece?
it is not. Reason being, when you are telling a story of two great Egos clashing against each other, you have to first make them great; you have to make them equally compelling forces. You have to give them equal space for growth and character development. Problem with this movie is that it is more of an Amitabh Bachchan’s movie than A Movie. Scale of affection is shifted to Amitabh’s way, by R. Balki, tilting whole movie’s direction towards shouting to everyone, how great of an actor, Amitabh Bachchan is.
Balki, you don’t have to scream. We know already.
There is an opening scene in the movie, where a young Dhanush (a child artist), enact a scene of his mother’s death. That scene is so powerful and so intense that you perceive adult Dhanush character having the same depth in his acting. But, when the time comes to showcase his acting, Balki, shows Dhanush in doing ‘Lifebuoy’ and ‘piddaly’. There is no scene as powerful as that one. Dhanush is a terrific actor and he has proved that he can act without saying a single word. If only there would be more of him in this movie.
Amitabh, as I have said in the beginning, need n introduction. He is an encyclopedia in acting. But, as too much of anything, degrade it’s value; so is the case with his presence in this movie. Balki’s fixation of keeping Amitabh in almost every scene possible has cost him making this film a phenomenon. Too many scenes of drunk Amitabh….. repetitive dialogues and references. Dull. 😦
Akshara is awesome. She has the looks and talent both, from her gifted parents, Kamal Hassan and Sarika. She has stood out in this movie on her own. She looks beautiful and elegant and portrays a strong character. All her scenes are wonderful; specially the ones with Dhanush alone, they are so funny and satire is bang on. Way to go girl!!!
Second half of Shamitabh, is terrible, dulling the movie. Editing is bogus. Direction is confusing and scenes are predictable and too long. Sometimes when you try to over simplify something; you confuse it and make it more complex. Balki has done the same with this movie. If only he could have thought of his audience as intelligent enough to grasp the essence of the film, without detailing every stupid scene for whole half hour; it could have been a better crisp yet critically magnificent film. Here to oversimplification …..
Don’t forget to watch Rekha’s cameo in this movie. Marvellous.
When you fall in Love with your Prince Charming, the love of your life; you have a vision of how he will turn out to be. Like you expect that he will take care of you for the rest of life; he will not let anyone else come between both of you; he will not give up on you, ever; he will not allow any one else to put claim on you, on your love….. etc, etc.
I was hoping the same…. alas. 😦
My heart broke few days back, when another fellow came between us. He literally dragged me by my hand and took me away from my husband; and my strong built husband didn’t even said a single word. He just let me go, so easily. 😥
It so happened, that one fine day I was watching a romantic movie with my hubby, sitting on our couch, sipping tea and laughing at the silly jokes in the movie. It was like one of those life’s small happy moments. I was cherishing all this, when suddenly my youngest, three-year old son, Renne, came to us.
‘MAMMA’, he said, literally shouting, ‘don’t sit here‘.
I asked, ‘why’?
He replied with irritable tone now, ‘Don’t sit with Papa. Come to my side‘, pointing towards our loveseat couch.
I was not surprised, Renne has always been a mamma boy. If would have been a kangaroo, he would have never come out of my pouch.
I said to him, ‘ sweetie, I am sitting with Papa here. You sit on your couch. I will come later‘.
‘No’, he replied. This time he was sort of angry, not only on me but on his Papa too. I sensed it from the way, he looked at him. ‘Come to my side. Don’t sit with Papa‘.
He was blatant about it.
‘But I want to sit with Papa. I love him too‘, I said.
‘No, you love only me‘, he replied.
By this time, I was looking for some help, some support and I turned to my husband.
My husband, the love of my life, my savior, my soulmate….. ‘Why are you not saying anything? Say something to Renne‘.
Hubby – ‘What can I say? I don’t want to come between you two. I can’t fight with him.‘ :O
See, he gave up, so easily.
Till movie last, he was holding my hand, as if I could have run away. He didn’t even let me go pee. Thank God! He is my son and not a possessive boyfriend/husband.
God, save the girl, he is going to marry some day.
Coming to my husband, he slept on the couch that day.
Perfection – “the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects. “
Is it possible to be perfect? Specially, is it possible to have a Perfect Spouse/Partner?
Even if you have a perfect Spouse, will your life be Perfect?
If you are thinking that I have gone mad, thinking about Perfection then No – I was already Mad, before I asked these questions. 😛
I watched a movie recently – ‘The One I love’. It had a very peculiar concept. A husband and wife goes to a vacation retreat to help their doomed marriage by spending some quality time with each other. They didn’t knew however, that this vacation home had an extra guest house with some strange powers.
Whenever any one of them entered the guest house alone, they would meet their spouse already present there, but he/she was just a perfect version of them, not the real spouse.
So, when husband entered the guest house, he saw his wife’s fake avatar, perfectly clad in skimpy clothes, making egg and bacon for him and inviting him for a joint shower session. What more a man can ask for? 😎
When wife entered the guest house, she met the perfect looking chocolatey romantic husband of hers who wants to talk about her feelings, her dreams, her aspirations. A husband who actually talk more than just asking for a sandwich. 😀 Miracle
Today, I will just share my thoughts on this concept of having a perfect spouse.
How do you think your life will change, if your spouse just turn perfect. Perfect in a way that he will do as you wish (I will use He instead of she, just because I wanted it to).
He looks Perfect, always. Have a look at those six-pack abs and those killer eyes, and that boyish smile. Looks to die for and wit to live for. Every time he open his mouth to speak to you; you feel like an angel from heaven is stroking your hair with light wind and that aroma of rose and lavender is filling up your nostrils. Before you say something, he will understand you.
Like you wanted him to throw the trash or just put the toilet seat down; whoosh…. where is trash? When was the toilet seat up? Done.
Done, before you say it. No need to repeat everything. Yes, he will listen in one time.
He will not only listen, he will understand you.
Please don’t cry. 😥 Not yet. I know this is hard to believe. Just stay with me for some more time.
He will take you to shopping, even if there is a major league match coming on the television. His friends are calling him on phone, which he has just switched off, so that he can look in your dark brown eyes and compare them with stars of night sky. He is showering you with expensive gifts – jewelry, fancy dresses, dinner in a top-notch restaurant, long vacations to some secluded island…. list is too long, but he has only one mission in his life; to fulfill all your wishes.
If there is anything more that you wish for, include that too. Basically, what I want to say is that he is Perfect.
Now, how is your life?
Is your life perfect?
It may be Perfect.
But, isn’t it Boring?
Perfection is Boring.
I guess, I will manage with my near to perfect husband. Can’t take a chance with having a boring life. 🙂