Dead Turtles

>> Sunday, January 20, 2008

Which was mostly what the weekend has been about. Dead turtles lined up in a broken line, buried ostrich-like in an otherwise pristine beach. At twilight hour, a lone turtle being washed up on the shore, a lone moon directly above me with a lone star underneath and I, plopped down on the golden, silky sand, the sound of the sea enveloping all other sounds and the wind in my hair, the best caress one could ever receive. A seemingly endless beach with two occupants, one of them, sadly, dead and the other, feeling the waves lap at her feet.

And highlights from the world of Television :

  • I watched Apna Sapna Money Money for the third time. Watching it for the first time somehow numbed me from actually providing an opinion. Decided to watch it a second time and write a review. The third time was accidental. However, the sneaking suspicion drew on me that I was starting to enjoy the experience. My system is not only immune to ASMM, but considers a regular dosage of it a health option. Is ASMM to me what Gunda is to Greatbong? Or Ingrid Bergman to Alfred Hitchcock? Or Shahrukh Khan to Karan Johar (more on this later in this post)?
  • The trip was on a bus which played (horrors) videos. My poor earphones knew when they had been outnumbered. The insomniac in me gave way helplessly to songs from Muskaan, Kasoor, Raaz and songs from a similar genre. Of course, newer movies did get a chance with special preference to Fool 'n Final. Needless to say, today, I am a changed girl and will never ever abuse Himesh Reshammiya again. FnF has shown me light. In fact, while I type this, I am downloading three of its songs.
  • Spent a Saturday evening morosely biting a biscuit and watching Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gum for what seems like the 42nd time in the last six months. Its when you do this that you begin to wonder whether this is how you thought you would end up once in college.

    Then again, you forget all about wondering that and begin wondering why you find Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gum so morbidly fascinating. You just stay numb and watch the idle rich fight the injustice they face from the world, the dictates of their hearts, moribund traditions and, of course, their sacrificial, all suffering parents who do not seem troubled watching their sons, husbands or even the occasional elderly father practically making out with the neighbour's daughter, but take offense at the slightest hint of theirs wishing to make the affair legal by the sacred ties of matrimony.

    I seem to have mixed up too many movies in this description, but then, who has not watched these movies. You may pretend to like Apocalypse Now and cry over Casablanca and argue about the significance of title of The Streetcar Named Desire, but you have, on the sly, watched all of Karan Johar's movies and have caught yourself laughing and sighing along with it. There is no solution to the eternal problem named Karan Johar. But its scary to think that a hundred years later, a new generation would be looking at our world and its culture through his eyes and find similarities between the the Greek and the Indian culture. Greece had its Helen, Menelaus and Paris. Our country had Shahrukh Khan, the rest of the world and Karan Johar.
  • Kyle XY now has an additional character who looks uncannily like Michael Jackson and claims to be a female in love with Kyle. All this is obviously a diabolical plot by the producers to prove that Michael Jackson is actually a female android which is the reason he feels attracted to young boys. Boys because his soul is of a girl. Young because as an android, he lost out on the first 16 years of his life. Its a compensation for a lost youth spent under microscopes and brain scanners.
Okay, so I have just watched TV endlessly for the past few days and have nothing to write about and just desperately want to update this blog thing of mine.

Oh, I caught an oyster at the beach. It did not have anything in it sadly.

13 scaly flippers:

zahid 1:58 pm, January 21, 2008  

Seems you like to do a lot of revision on tv....watching the same movie hundreds of times...How many times have you seenn tzp???? Neways I love turtles for i hav adopted a pet turtle....Its name is jiffy !!!!

Bubbles of FireWhisky 2:07 pm, January 21, 2008  

"All this is obviously a diabolical plot by the producers to prove that Michael Jackson is actually a female android which is the reason he feels attracted to young boys."


n abt those movies... try watchin welcome 2... :P

Abhishek... inside out 3:22 pm, January 21, 2008  

1. I hate Himesh.
2. I haven't watched KANK and still believe it sucks.
3. Kyle XY and MJ, woohoo!

n. I still hate Himesh.

Sam 5:16 pm, January 21, 2008  

switch off that TV right NOW!!!

onnesha 9:25 pm, January 22, 2008  

gawd!dead turtles aint a happy thought.especially when you had one as a pet once and your father 'accidentally killed' the poor thing by holding it up before the lamp so that it can "soak up the sun".

Standbymind 1:10 am, January 23, 2008  

so much about tv...
APna sapna ?? man...i know how i watched it tilll the interval!

God save thy soul

Doubletake, Doublethink. 1:49 am, January 23, 2008  

kyle XY is very goodlooking, but i can't for the life of me figure out why no one on that show gets acting lessons.

and try the second season of heroes, starting this week. there is a hot indian guy in it who speaks flawless english.

ArSENik 2:04 am, January 23, 2008  

You should contact KJo. I am sure he could use a marketing executive to explain his movies to the so called intellects who don't get the subtle innuendo of his work.

Future generations are better off judging present day Indian society based on Kekta Kkkapoor's Saas-Bahu serials. They are better than the Greek tragedies with their episode specific OST's, reaction shots that would have made Sergio Leonne proud and scripts dripping with conflict and tension.

Hitchcock would have turned Psycho if he had seen Hindi horror movies having a minimum of seven songs.

PS: Enjoyed the poetic side of Ad Libber in the first para.

The Ancient Mariner 5:28 am, January 23, 2008  

khali dimag shaitan ka ghar!

X-( go get a life! get a boyfriend (if u already dont have one) and get pampered and spoilt!

dreamy 12:39 pm, January 23, 2008  

I agree, Fool n Final is GOOD.I mean the songs.

And we all, at some point of time, have enjoyed k.Jo films.

and which beach was it btw?

WHAT'S IN A NAME ? 4:26 pm, January 23, 2008  

good that you decided to update.
Made a hundred futile visits to your blog in that time.

ad libber 10:31 pm, January 24, 2008  

ah well, better late than never

mondarmoni, no one goes there, its perfect

@the ancient mariner
gah, love does not exist

I wonder now, have you seen Krishna Cottage?

@doubletake, doublethink
course he is goodlooking, why else would i watch the show endlessly

i can watch anything, you would be shocked to know the number of times I have watched Jani Dushman

I am sorry, it must have been an awful loss

whaat? no chance? what else would i blog about?

take a 3 hour bus ride with videos of Muskaan.

i have watched welcome, i have even watched gauri the unborn, I watch everything

taare twice, good movies dont have subtle genius moments like ASMM

speedpost 11:20 pm, February 05, 2008  

I tried watching Kyle XY that day. Couldn't get ur description out of my head.
My parents who are convinced Im not their biological child anyway, cemented their belief after witnessing my hysterical laughter.

And as Doubletake says watch Heroes.

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