My Musings

The end of the year always brings cheer and joy and of course less work at office. We utilized this to the maximum by watching 2 movies on week days and that too an evening show! PK and The Hobbit - Battle of 5 armies. The latter was , as is any hobbit or LOTR movie, mind blowing - though I preferred Part 2 of The Hobbit to Part 3. Part 3 seemed unnecessarily dragged - more like made just to make the trilogy. And the whole movie is quite gore - nothing but war and death - which generally does not sit well with me. Now the former - is the best treat for eyes and ears that could have happened in 2014. PK - I saw this movie twice within the span of 8 days and i must say, I did not get bored for a single second the second time too! A delightful comedy which has you in tears of joy all through the first half and makes you ponder on the blind faiths that we hold in the second half.  Seeing the movie just makes you wish that Raju Hirani would make movies more often. After a dry spell

7 Years later amma and me went to see a movie in the theatre together - Lingaa. And what a treat it was ! Could we leave behind the biggest Rajni fan in our house - of course not! While appa kindly obliged to baby-sit the girls instead of getting a headache watching the 3 hour debacle , the trio of amma-me-and the Mr. went and enjoyed the movie.  There are zillions of reviews about the movie. This is not one, but is only my views on the movie. I totally agree with what most of the reviews have unanimously agreed on - the movie is out and an out Rajni show and my what a SHOW!. He has single handedly handled the movie absolutely with ease. If you thought , he looked young in Sivaji - think again - in Linga not a single screen which shows that he is 65!!! He looks easily a man in 30s only! Credit not only goes to the make-up artist but the star himself, who has acted with full vigour of a middle aged man. While Ambitabh's age shows up with grace in every movie he acts and he l

It has been an emotionally taxing couple of years. So many deaths in the family - very close relatives. It almost feels as if one part of my life has just gone away. All those times spent with them are just left as memories recorded in my brain. The heart feels heavy when it realizes that they were just taken away too soon - way too soon. May God rest their soul in peace and may they shower their wisdom upon me in their own way and guide me through life with their experience. 

About 4 months ago, DH got me my cycle - or should I call it Bike to be more posh :). He got bitten by the cycling bug in Feb and in April convinced me to sink some green bucks and buy one for myself too. I still remember the evening we got the cycle - a Scott Sportster Hybrid bike. I rode the cycle back from the shop - a 7km ride at about 7:30pm evening in the evening. I had mixed feelings - I was feeling quite exhilarated riding a bicycle again after nearly 14 years and at the same time apprehensive on having sunk so much money into something which I may never use. I was also so conscious of all the riding gear i was wearing (which was just a helmet and some gloves of course). The one thing that has stayed the same way ever since that day I rode the bike to today is the "pain in the butt" - LITERALLY!!! Today 7 kms seems a jujubee !! Thanks to the persistence of DH, I have been riding almost every weekend (one day) without fail and sometimes - very rarely during we

.... the heart is full of joy and music and all thanks to little ones who filled my ears and soul with music for an hour and half .. I am so glad I took the decision to make it to the last show of this season despite "no-no"s from the DH and amma - the traffic will be so heavy, it is a saturday evening !! ; ah! when concerts were a stone's throw away from home, you never attended, why this sudden interest -- blah blah blah .. The show was divine!!!  I forgot the number of times my eyes were filled with tears of joy and the number of times I felt goosebumps all over. My feet would just not stop beating to the rhythm and the smile on my face would just not fade. Ah! those blessed divine little souls - what magic in their voice, what innocence in their eyes and smiles, what resilience in their bodies!!!  Well, I guess the fact that i opened this blog and wrote a post itself probably shows the extent to which i was moved. I was and am lost, in a world that is just and onl