What makes Art good

What’s it that makes a movie sucessful? or good? Well, I watched a movie today, Viruddh, and I thought it was great! I guess I liked it because it really made me cry. But really- it was a touching movie.

It’s not that movies have to be touching for me to like them. But it has to be something I can relate to- maybe not the time and place and even the situation, but the feelings maybe… or i don’t know exactly. Yes, and I don’t like horror movies or action or thrillers.

Talking about being able to relate to movies, the realisation that I haven’t read a book hits me (once again), I have been promisimg myself to start on a good book, but like tommorrow ‘after a while’ never comes. I really used to celebrate my passion of reading. I used to read a lot and record the names of the books I read. One year (the year frm my 11th to 12th b’day), I read 130 something books. And then, I screwed optional math in grade 9 and gave it up. At first it was very hard to resist a good book. Now its very hard to get through with a book.

Newer Perspectives

Its really sad when you have forced yourself to believe something for a long time and then you start questioning yourself when u least expect it and least want it.

I mean, like I didn’t already have enough things bugging me, some things (like conversations with different sets of people) forced me to think about the bad qualities of someone I love a lot- not a guy who I like like. Through out my acquaintance and attachment with X (i shall adress the person as such), i had thought of her as a nice person who would be there for me- always (like the song says- ‘naache bhi woh te-re khu-shi mein’). Well, it was a huge dissapointment when I was forced (by a conciousness at the back of my brain with conflicting interests with my real conciousness) to think abt X that way- as someone who’d be willing to pull me down if i got the thing she wanted (okay I know she’ll not tussle with me for something unless she wants it most desperately).

Well, no offence to X. And wondering whether this entry actually makes sense to anyone but myself, this is maichyang, signing off. Have a great weekend (or if you read this after the weekends- hope you had a great weekend)

(My sincere apologies for not writing for so long. My computer wasn’t working)

Losing Gracefully

(Due to lack of technological smartness, I lost the begginning of this post. HAte myself for that. -13th dec 2006)   Read on- if you want to read half of an article that everyone admired

Why do I blog? (or why shoud I blog?)

I’m not attempting to answer this question, I cannot. I don’t even know the answer. I just created this blog because a friend told me to.

1. I have a diary that I’ve been writing for five years now. I think there is no need for me to have a blog- it’s like a diary right?

2. I have enough school work and do not find writing for leisure a very good use of time. I’d rather just dose off or read a good book. Seriously, I have an English teacher who gives me more than enough homework. No, don’t take it otherwise, I like Ms. Perry very (internal rhyme) much (except for her occasional moodyness), but really, I write enough at school.

3. I talk a lot. I seriously wouldn’t need to write a blog to express myself. I can yap on and on for hours, and even a close friend said that I just can’t stop once I start talking- on second thought, if someone else had told me the same thing, I probably wouldn’t tell the world about it and be angry at the other person forever.

4. Being an enthusiastic LitLang (as in Literature and Language) student, I am hardly ever satisfied with the quality of my writing. This habit of mine very often refrains me from publishing my writing. I mean why would you want to publish online something that you don’t even like?

5. If I manage to ever write something that I am satisfied with, wouldn’t I rather give it to a newspaper or magazine? That way the piece would get more publicity and I would get some money. A few hundred rupees’ increase in my pocket money would do no one any harm whatsoever.

6. I have hardly any time. See, first there’s school, and homework and community service (I really need to start being regular). And sleep, and guitar and keyboards and dance (yaya…me and dance? I know… but its fun). I already have too many things up my sleeve. Maintaining a blog wouldn’t help me manage my time better.

7. The computer isn’t reliable, at all. The other day, after typing up a whole article (trying to communicate was the same that is being communicated by this piece), I accidentally shut it without saving. At least what I write on paper cannot be erased in a single click of the hand. Now, I am typing this thing in Microsoft word and transferring it to the blog- what fun.

Despite the fact that I have a number of reason why I shouldn’t blog, I like the way my friend Ajapa puts it- a blog is like your email to the world. I’ve come up with a number of topics I’d like to write about. I will write, in the close future. At least I’ll try. If you see a new post on my blog by next week, assume that I had the time and the will. If not, … well, I will write. Welcome to my blog.