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lovely, thought provoking crooner, priya. great read on this mundane saturday evening.
the quotes are running through my mind, each aptly linked by you to the crooner plot.
whenever i've read rudyard kipling, i've been struck by his poised, flowing almost 21st century language. as to his thoughts, what can i say but that one of his poems is like a guide to life for me, pinned up on my wall, but more so in my memory. from there just two lines, that may be useful in the context of those who create:
"if you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run"
never known how exactly to interpret it, but my take has been: there's a lot that will be actively unkind, demanding, awry, harsh, just plain awful but if one can just shut out the negative and make that hour of madness worthwhile for oneself by doing what one has to do, it would make all the diff.
i felt the creators needed something from us, i hope what we've given them these past couple of days, kudos, brickbats, consideration, advice, whatever, have added up to that something; and now they can go back and start spinning those diaphanous dreams again with renewed art and we can happily get back to our weekday sojourns through the ultimate hatke romance.
the episode was cute. sanaya stunning visually, and utterly endearing otherwise. as the days pass inevitably drawing towards the outing of the "boss," my heart feels a burden. yes, i'm infected. i realise i have a thing for snakewa too! i don't want to lose him. he is too good an actor, too intriguing a character, and c'mon there are enough creepy (intermittently murderous) jeejajis in our lives, can't throw them all out! but seriously, there's a certain pleasure in watching him getting thappared and thwarted that i don't want to give up on. sadist me.
of course, i love the maami khushi thingie. as someone pointed out earlier, they are two of a kind: weird in their own ways but completely accepting themselves for who they are. nice. but don't you think a fabulous creative licence has been taken with this piya gaye scotland business? this could only be given by audiences that routinely watch men dance around trees to woo women who dance no matter what while their clothes keep changing magically. plane from delhi to scotland? five ishtar hotelwa in scotland? where? in edinburgh, glasgow, inverness? or perhaps right inside loch ness.
thoughts tumble. monsters, men in skirts. monster men in skirts. stop it stop it, pass me the whisky.
barun comes back full time soon you say. that is the fourth time you wrote "dream" in the crooner. the first three written in letters of the alphabet, but the fourth one, now that's the one i don't want to wake up from.
off to check those quotes, see you all soon.
edit: just found on another thread, the same quote from kipling's "if," realised i had a couple of words wrong, changed it. memory not as good as i'd like it to be.
the quotes are running through my mind, each aptly linked by you to the crooner plot.
whenever i've read rudyard kipling, i've been struck by his poised, flowing almost 21st century language. as to his thoughts, what can i say but that one of his poems is like a guide to life for me, pinned up on my wall, but more so in my memory. from there just two lines, that may be useful in the context of those who create:
"if you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run"
never known how exactly to interpret it, but my take has been: there's a lot that will be actively unkind, demanding, awry, harsh, just plain awful but if one can just shut out the negative and make that hour of madness worthwhile for oneself by doing what one has to do, it would make all the diff.
i felt the creators needed something from us, i hope what we've given them these past couple of days, kudos, brickbats, consideration, advice, whatever, have added up to that something; and now they can go back and start spinning those diaphanous dreams again with renewed art and we can happily get back to our weekday sojourns through the ultimate hatke romance.
the episode was cute. sanaya stunning visually, and utterly endearing otherwise. as the days pass inevitably drawing towards the outing of the "boss," my heart feels a burden. yes, i'm infected. i realise i have a thing for snakewa too! i don't want to lose him. he is too good an actor, too intriguing a character, and c'mon there are enough creepy (intermittently murderous) jeejajis in our lives, can't throw them all out! but seriously, there's a certain pleasure in watching him getting thappared and thwarted that i don't want to give up on. sadist me.
of course, i love the maami khushi thingie. as someone pointed out earlier, they are two of a kind: weird in their own ways but completely accepting themselves for who they are. nice. but don't you think a fabulous creative licence has been taken with this piya gaye scotland business? this could only be given by audiences that routinely watch men dance around trees to woo women who dance no matter what while their clothes keep changing magically. plane from delhi to scotland? five ishtar hotelwa in scotland? where? in edinburgh, glasgow, inverness? or perhaps right inside loch ness.
thoughts tumble. monsters, men in skirts. monster men in skirts. stop it stop it, pass me the whisky.
barun comes back full time soon you say. that is the fourth time you wrote "dream" in the crooner. the first three written in letters of the alphabet, but the fourth one, now that's the one i don't want to wake up from.
off to check those quotes, see you all soon.
edit: just found on another thread, the same quote from kipling's "if," realised i had a couple of words wrong, changed it. memory not as good as i'd like it to be.
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
Mangal Lakshmi
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