Sunday, November 26, 2006
Mrs. Henderson Presents
'Mrs. Henderson Presents' is a movie about how a wealthy & newly widowed lady started London's Windmill Theatre in 1937, which soon became famous for its nude dance shows. I watched this movie only now & thought Judy Dench was superb as Mrs. Henderson; backed by some very witty lines. The most tongue-in-cheek scene in the movie is of course when she gets an approval to have nude girls on stage only if they are motionless, because the government considered nude paintings as art, but nude women who move & dance would be just plain vulgar :)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Lot to blog about!
A mixed bag of things I have to share today:
:) I’m excited that I’m going to be an aunt soon! I can’t wait to find out if it’s a boy or girl.
?? I’m curious how sushi ever got so popular the world over. Why would so many people enjoy eating raw fish?
:[ I’m annoyed why they can’t declare Eid holidays in advance, so that people can plan their new years eve better.
?? I’m looking forward to watching Casino Royale tonight. Don’t care much for Bond movies usually, but I’m curious to see how Daniel Craig fills in Pierce Brosnan’s shoes.
:) I’m excited that I’m going to be an aunt soon! I can’t wait to find out if it’s a boy or girl.
?? I’m curious how sushi ever got so popular the world over. Why would so many people enjoy eating raw fish?
:[ I’m annoyed why they can’t declare Eid holidays in advance, so that people can plan their new years eve better.
?? I’m looking forward to watching Casino Royale tonight. Don’t care much for Bond movies usually, but I’m curious to see how Daniel Craig fills in Pierce Brosnan’s shoes.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
A piece from Tagore's Geetanjali
The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!'
The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!'
The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'
Sunset
H is usually an annoying photographer; the kind who makes you pose and then hold your pose till he makes all sorts of adjustments in his camera (You may ask, "Who uses all those functions & features that come with cameras these days?"; well, he does! He uses each and every one of them!). But he does come up with some pretty great snaps when he is not making people pose for him. This sunset is my favourite one. Its gorgeous, isnt it?
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Never Let Me Go
I loved Kazuo Ishiguro’s ‘Never Let Me Go’. It starts off with the carefree everyday childhood of a group of students, but there is a hint of some sort of impending tragedy in these kids’ futures. It’s only when the kids grow up in the story that the plot falls into place (I wont spoil it for anyone here). The book raises questions about fate & suffering, about science & morality, about social reforms & injustice and about free will. Best of all, it makes you realize what a wonderful gift life is; no matter how abrupt & uncontrollable it may seem.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
A Great Weekend
We had a great weekend, where we had absolutely nothing on the agenda. On Friday night, we went to QD’s and found a table right by the creek. Some of our good friends were there, the weather was perfect, the music was lively, the sea looked beautiful and we sat there drinking & talking till late in the night.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Foggyyy
This is Dubai covered in fog. On a usual day, that would be Emirates Towers in front of you. It was so murky today morning, one couldn't see five feet away.
Friday, November 03, 2006
The Legends
As a kid, I was a huge fan of both John McEnroe & Bjorn Borg. So I was quite excited when I got the tickets for the ‘Legends’ game. At first, it was difficult to recognize Borg without his headband or McEnroe without his temper, or either of them without their athleticism of the younger days; but then, it was fun watching them play tennis like the good old days. After all, a star is a star is a star!
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