Have dreams, will travel

What is a great movie exactly? A movie which leaves impression on you, a long lasting impression? If this is the right definition, I just can't forget how deep impression of Bridge to Terabithia was on me. I was depressed for three days! Never had felt anything like that from any movie. Obviously, that movie made me a huge fan of both AnnaSophia Robb and Josh Hutcherson. And as a result, I was dying to see Have dreams, will travel. But the movie, although made in 2007, isnt released widely yet. It was only shown in some film festivals and thats it. I started searching, that I could find a copy anywhere. At last, I found. Obvioulsy, I didnt find it legally. In short, I pirated it. But I guess it dosent matter cause it wasnt released anyway.

Coming back to the movie. AnnaSophia and Cayden Boyd both deliever majestic performances. Their on screen chemistry is perfect and AnnaSophia's charm lits up the screen whenever she is on it. But it couldnt have been a great movie without good story, screenplay and direction. And it was relieving to see that it excels in all of these. Tale of a girl who had lost her parents recently in a car accident (although she dosent seem sad about it, a mystery which is) and a boy whose parents are so delved in their respective passions that it seems they dont even care if they have a son. They leave their home, to cassie's (AnnaSophia) aunt's (Heather Graham) home cause she is very hip. The tale of these two getting married, getting caught by police, ultimately reaching their destination and a very emotional revelation, is wonderfuly told. I have little doubt that both of these actors have bigger destiny on silver screen. There are certain people, certain actors you cant take your eyes off from, these are certainly such actors.

Its a rare movie and very very hard to find, but if you ever get a chance to see it, dont miss it. Here is a video of one of the most beautiful scenes from the movie-

Scene from Have dreams, will travel.

Getting bored is something synonymous with being at home. To get out of these monotonous vacations, I am watching a lot of movies these days. What could have been better to watch both of the movies inwhom Casey Affleck gabe some of the best performances this year, also getting an Oscar nomination for one. So yeah, I watched both- 'Gone baby gone' and 'Assassination of Jeese james by coward Robert ford'. In both of these movies, Casey affleck gives performances which triumph all his previous performances and indicate that he has come in a big way.

Gone baby gone, based on famous novel of  Dennis Lehane of the same name, is story of a private investigator who agrees to investigate an abduction of a little girl, who is missing and nobody has demanded anything. Starting from her drug addict mother, he reaches far into the mystery and just when it seems everything has ended, another abduction throws him where what he will discover will force him to take a decision he might regret his whole life. The best part of this movie, is the end. It is not the typical end, nor it is the one everyone would expect. Instead, its an ending which makes audiences perplexed. Its all your real character who would decide whether what happened was correct, or not.

Casey affleck handles the movie on his shoulders alone and he succeds, without a shred of doubt. Ben affleck cast his brother in movie he was directing, which probably didnt seem well for everyone initially, but the outcome proves that his belief was not misplaced.

Assassination of Jesse james on the other hand, is a western, with both Brad pitt and Casey affleck performing some of the best performances of this year. Brad pitt as Jesse james, a convict of train robberies and murders, who seems to know that his end is coming. And Casey affleck as young guy who has Jesse james as his idol and wants to come in his gang. But when he does come near, perceptions change. He himself changes and when his end comes, what he is is what he never intended to be. He too seems to know that someday someone is going to kill him.

Praise for this one wont be complete without mentioning the cinematography of the movie. It is hauntingly beautiful movie, which is shot in the best way possible.

Both of these are must watchs. If for nothing else, then for Casey affleck's and Brad pitt's brilliant performances. 

My marriage in 2011....search for the bride is on

Quite a heavy hitter, isn't it? Let me make things a bit clear.

A well respect astrologer, who has said quite many true things in the past, has said that my marriage is in 2011, and that my wife is going to be mighty beautiful. The part of my wife being beautiful goes perfectly fine by me, but what I just can't see is me getting married so soon. I am still a teenager by heart, and by face too. I just can't think that its gonna be true. But we will see how true it comes out.

On the other hand, the search for the bride is on. Not by me, but by my mom and relatives. They do get proposals sometimes (although it is weird cause proposals should exchange between the boy and girl), but as of now none has progressed  anywhere, other than one. 

My mausi, whom I like to think as one woman martrimony, wants me to get married somewhere near her relatives (who will be my relatives too, in turn). And she did actually find one girl suitable for me (in her view anyway), whose name I wont unveil. With trick and luck, she did arrange a meeting between us, with both us not knowing that we were actually supposed to find if we were suitable for each other! At least I know I didnt know, and am quite sure she didnt too. We became good friends, instead of becoming anything else. When we finally came to know, we made it clear that we just didnt, and couldnt, think of each other as being.....well.....husband-wife!

What amazes me is that how the hell I am going through all this? I mean...I am only 20, good for nothing and having a EQ (Emotional Quotient) lower than a mean nerd ( probably I mean). It will take a long time before I get just a little bit ready for such a thing. And if you think this, 2011 seems just around the corner, right?

Where is Radhika Gupta? Lost in...translation?

Honestly, where is she? She did only one scrap on 22nd Feb, and said she would reply if I did reply. I did reply, but she didn't.
I must tell the back story before some of you claim that I am a despo (which I am a bit, I would agree). On 22nd Feb, I got a scrap from a certain Radhika Gupta, saying that she read what I wrote on my my blog and that I do write good and whether what I wrote was real or was just another story (I guess she was referring the entry I wrote about Bhumika, which can be found here). This is perfectly fine as far as someone reading my entry goes and is not the reason why I am wondering why she didn't reply back.
What intrigued me was that she said, in the same scrap, that if she is not wrong, she knows me and why isn't it possible that the girl (Bhumika that is) still thinks of me as a friend? And also that she wanted to say a lot but will only do so after I reply. So reply I did, but she never replied back. Her profile didn't give me much of a clue. So now I think, that who was she? And if she really knew me, why didn't she reply back?

God knows where she is and who she was, but it will intrigue me for a long time, everything she wrote.

P.S.- The title is just a reference to Lost in translation and not actually reflects anything about Radhika being lost.

Jyoti came to Udaipur, and less are somethings I can ask

Surprise.....though not a genuine one, a surprise nonetheless it was. She had told me about it when I went to Chhoti Sadri a while ago (entry about that here). She called yesterday that she might come and voila!, she was here today. One low point of this trip was that she didn't tell her parents before coming. But that was an essential low point, otherwise who would have let her come here anyway? The reason of here coming here is unimportant, what is important is that she came and how did it all go. It was mighty fine in my opinion, and hers too. She said she didn't want to go (3 hours isn't a long enough time I am sure) and neither did I want to let her go. But she had to go nevertheless and so she did. I left her at bus stand, we talked for a while and then she went back. A nice little loving trip.
In other news, I finally got broadband connection at my home. After yelling at BSNL guys for about three times, it was finally worth it. it might be 256kbps, it is still nothing compared to IITs 2800kbps (2.8mbps-3mbps). But then again, sites open fine fast and I am patient about downloads (Mass effect and Race Driver: Grid, here I come). Probably I will post regularly after this now. Oh and one of you asked me in the mail what was my system config, so here it is-

Intel Core 2 Duo E6600 (2 processors, 2.4GHz- effective 5.2GHz, 4MB Cache)
2GB Transcend 667MHz RAM
750GB SATAII Hard disk
Nvidia Geforce 8800GTS 640MB Graphics card
Sound Blaster Live! 5.1 sound card
Altec Lancing 4.1 surround sound system
LG 19" LCD
Samsung 18x Writemaster DVD writer

A trip to Chhoti Sadri- long, tiring and lonely.

Long- Udaipur is nowhere as near to C.S. (though it might remind of Computer Science, it is Chhoti Sadri, as you might have guessed already) as was Pratapgarh. Reaching there takes more than three hours and requires a bus change most of the times. Needless to say, it doesn’t make one happy about traveling there.

Tiring- As it is with me, I was awake till 4AM in night, playing Assassin’s creed. When I finally slept, I knew I had to wake up again at 5:30, and so I did. Went to Bus station, got a bus at 7. Initially, time flew fast, thanks to my PSP. But as siesta took over me, it became harder and harder to pass every single minute. A RSRTC bus doesn’t make a very good sleeping environment, until and unless it is a Sleeper one, or at least a Silver or Gold line. So time crawled and I yawned. But as Shrimadbhagwatgita(and ‘The Matrix’, just kidding) says- ‘Everything that has a beginning and has an end’, it ended and I finally reached CS.

Lonely- Damn Sandeep for this. When I reached his home, surprisingly the so whinny, so sick and ‘oh so can’t come’ guy was gone on a trip to Saawariyaji. Needless to tell, I was furious. There was no one other than her mom at his home. And the funnier argument was that the mistake was all mine since I didn’t call before coming. How was I supposed to know that guy having Ulcer will be running Olympic marathon the very next day?

I went to Jyoti’s home then, unfortunately she too wasn’t there, gone for some computer course class. Then I went to Mahesh’s shop, which now is filled to brim. The cabin is gone and a computer has taken its place. It seems his new venture into all mobile related things is successful. I had to wait till 12 and so I did at his shop. We didn’t talk a lot as his shop was almost getting mobbed by customers.

Then I went to Jyoti’s home and luckily, this time she was there. After the usual barter of greetings, we didn’t know what to talk about. She had to bath so she went. Then I talked to her mom and it turns out that their financial and social condition is dilapidating by each passing day. The truth as it stands, and is heart- wrenching, is that a woman who doesn’t have any job or any other source of money, finds it hard to save her youngest daughter and to feed her children, when her husband declines to give money for family and rather drinks it with liquor. I did help as much as I could and will do in future, but until I start earning, it will be miniscule of what they really need.

Jyoti’s father came after a while, and as usual, he didn’t mind my presence and was amiable to me, just like last time when I met him.

After he was gone and Jyoti’s mom was gone to Neemach, Jyoti and I again started talking. I told her about Rebbecca (I don’t know if she had some trouble remembering the name, but she opted to call Rebbecca Miss Sweden instead) and all about how Rebbecca was slowly and steadily becoming more and more important for me, she also asked how I was doing these days, as far as my health is considered. By the way, it was the general consensus that I had improved a bit on my health. But then again, that might have been a hallucination because I was wearing an open shirt over my T-shirt, which made me quite an attraction for people there, making me nervous more than once. Jyoti told me I was looking good in that dress and I was feeling good, then Sandeep’s mom asked why I was wearing another half-sleeved shirt when I already wore a full-sleeved T-shirt? I told her that it was a kind of fashion and I didn’t device it either. It was probably the first time when I came out my usual dumbo style of wearing normal T-shirt and trousers (thanks to Gudia, she was who suggested that I come out of the eternal style of mine, if it was at all any style) and generally it went positive, apart from the fact that I didn’t know if many other people in CS were thinking along the same lines as Sandeep’s mom. Let’s hope that wasn’t the case.

I took a one hour nap, waiting for Sandeep. They all returned at about 4:30PM. Me and Sandeep went to have round around Chhoti Sadri and to have some nice chat (doing this is my favorite thing to do in CS with a good friend, 14^th January 2005 being one of the most beautiful days of my life, when I was lucky enough to have about 4 complete rounds around CS, with another best friend from past). We talked about a lot of things, ranging from things not related to us to things close to our hearts.

It was about 6PM before we realized time going by and soon I was in a bus towards Nimbahera, going home.