- The Reader: Its beautiful peace of work. The battle of legal vs moral.
- No strings attached: Rom-com, if u ve nothing else to do. Kutcher & Portman chemistry is conspicuous & contagious.
- Shor in the city: Karma is bitch !!! Courtesy: Shakuntalam’ cheap tkts. Marking the occasion to today dt: Ganesh visharjan shor links the various aspects of consciousness. The ritual of Ganesh Visharjan is to put sense in us. This is Mrityulok, where everyone has time limit, so why should one get attached to things, people & situations?
- Shaitan: shades of grey. (Mr. Khandelwal is too sexy to resist. Not to forget that TV actors acted well.)
- Delhi belly: You dont pick whom you love, when u fall in love. Mess happens. How u come out and deal with the situation is the key. Cynicism rocks.
- Shawshank redemption: revisiting it again n again. Hope is best thing, perhaps best of all.
- Hazaaron khwaishen aisi : Superb music n execution. Revisiting once again.
- Black swan: absolute artistic piece of psycho thriller.
- Udaan: debut director brings masterpiece…sensible movie. Small town, middle class artistic portray. Some poems from movies are
Har baal ki khaal ki yeh chhaal bhi kha jaaye Iske haath padh jaaye toh mahine saal bhi kha jaaye Kisi behaal ka bacha jo haal bhi haal kha jaaye Bemaut marte mann ka yeh malaal kha jaaye Lalu ka laal kha jaaye Naxalbaari ki naal kha jaaye Bachpan ka dhamaal kha jaaye Budhape ki shaal kha jaye Haya toh chodo behaya ki chaal bhi kha jaaye aur agar parosa ja sake toh khayal bhi kha jaaye Another one: Jo lehron se aage nazar dekh paati toh tum jaan lete main kya sochta hoon, Wo aawaz tumko bhi jo bhed jaati toh tum jaan lete main kya sochta hoon. Zid ka tumhare jo parda sarakta toh khidkiyon se aage bhi tum dekh paate, Aankhon se aadaton ki jo palken hatate toh tum jaan lete main kya sochta hoon. Meri tarah khud par hota zara bharosa toh kuchh door tum bhi saath-saath aate, Rang meri aankhon ka baant-te zara sa toh kuchh door tum bhi saath-saath aate, Nasha aasmaan ka jo choomta tumhe bhi, hasraten tumhari naya janm paatin, Khud doosre janam mein meri udaan chhoone kuchh door tum bhi saath-saath aate. Another two: Chhoti-chhoti chhitrayi yaadein Bichhi hui hain lamhon ki lawn par. Nange pair unpar chalte-chalte Itni door chale aaye Ki ab bhool gaye hain – Joote kahan utaare the. Aedi komal thi, jab aaye the. Thodi si naazuk hai abhi bhi. Aur nazuk hi rahegi In khatti-meethi yaadon ki shararat Jab tak inhe gudgudati rahe. Sach, bhool gaye hain Ki joote kahan utaare the. Par lagta hai, Ab unki zaroorat nahin."
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