life as I know it…

its amazing what brand name can do to the marketability of your product.attach a superb brand name with a mediocre product and watch it still sell like hot cakes.take the case of the movie ‘King Kong’ for example.

it’s at best a mediocre movie with the name of ‘The’ Peter Jackson to go with it and voila! it’s a runaway hit. people throng to the theatres like nails to magnet.seriously, i fail to understand what is so great about the movie. taken, that the original was a classic and jackson is a gifted director but the movie hasn’t come out to expectations…atleast mine.

for starters, it’s so slow paced that by the time the story actually begins to roll, i was waiting for it to get over soon. then, there is so much of focus on displaying the prowess of their technical supremacy that the emotions have been kind of taken a backseat.you come out of the hall and you talk about the special effects in place of acting et al…..but the worst part was the unnecessary bloodshed. what should have been a heart warming story of a beast falling for a beautiful damsel was reduced to a gory tale of a group’s adventure into a deadly island.they have put in every kind of barbarism imaginable from aboriginal tribals to dinosaurs to filthy creepy crawlies to huge ugly flying beasts.so while our damsel in distress is busy with the mighty ape, her friends are having quite a time battling with all kinds of dangers, many of them losing their lives in the process.

what i found lacking was the chmistry between the lady and King Kong.you may say how cute King Kong looked etc.,but that’s about it.he’s cute that’s it. they hardly spend any time together so it hardly seems convincing that the beast would go to such lengths for the girl he loves.the role of the heroine’s love interest was reduced to nothing more than an extra. we have wasted an actor of the calibre of adrein brody here.

in the end,what else can i say but …thank god i didn’t waste my money and time in watching the movie in a cinema hall. it was worth my PC screen only.

so here comes the realisation that i was referring to in my previous post………

i have been getting this feeling for some time now that i’ll fall for a foreigner. ever since i have returned from my brief stint in germany, i am finding it hard to like any indian guy as much as i liked the european guys that i met there. i guess it has more to do with my liking towards europeans than my disliking of indian guys. another factor could be the accessability or availability.few indians are as open, frank and honest as the europeans.maybe it’s the novelity of them that has attracted me for a while,maybe it’s a short-lived phase only, but while it’s here it’s very much there.

i always had a soft corner for foreigners, ever since i was about 7 when i met any of them for the first time. but unlike now,previously this soft corner was over-ridden by a small voice in my head which said, ‘achha hai to kya hua,firangi hai’. now that small voice has completely gone mute. now one thing is for sure- if i ever go abroad again, i won’t go single.because if i do, i don’t think i’ll come back alone.

what a day it was today…like a whiff of fresh air, to break the monotony that my life had become.for a long time now all i had been doing was attending the same old classes, going to the same old btp lab, meeting up and chatting with same old friends, in short, following the same old damn routine… all these factors made today more fun than it would have been otherwise.

it was open house in the hostel, ‘informals‘ being the preferred name.this being my last semester here i had considered inviting some friends over but ultimately decided against it.this day would have passed like any other, without anything to write home about had it not been for stef (she’s a french born swiss national who’s here as an exchange student). she had invited four of her friends over including octa’s firang crush floe ( cho chweet n cute he is).

ordinarily i wouldn’t have cared about joining the party but for octa.she was sleeping when i informed her about floe.and man, did she spring up or what on hearing about him.didn’t waste even a second in getting up and getting ready. mind you this is the same girl who is always lethargic and enthu-less wherever alacrity is the keyword.hmmm moving on….octa is not on talking terms with either stef or floe and is too shy to initiate a conversation herself. thus,yours truly was forced into giving her company. and there i was (in my pyjamas and chappal for god’s sake) trying to somehow get her talk to floe.

for quite a while we just observed them,not knowing how to approach. she was particularly apprehensive. after much ado i managed to get her along. i went up to stef and started a conversation. after some prodding we got all of them dancing to indian songs and in indian ishtyle. it was so much fun.first they copying us,then formulating new steps on their own.these movements were as varied as bollywood pelvic gyrations to swimming strokes.olivier especially was very pepped up and floe followed closely……then they entered a game and stef won.and boy, that was some bumps we showered on her.

our group was the centre of everyone’s attraction (even the caretaker remarked on our enthu and olivier’s dancing skills later in the night). soon people started joining us and the fun increased manifold. it was difficult to tell for how long we had been there.time just passed.it thus came as a shock when the house was declared close. there was nothing more left to do now than say goodbyes.

all in all it was an evening worth it. octa got to meet floe and talk to him. i and matty got a much needed break from a life quite un-happeing for some time now. xavier,olivier,floe and romeo got an experience of what indian dance party is like.earlier,numerous attempts of stef were not fruitful in convincing them to join the party.stef was relieved that her friends enjoyed.

ahoy firangs for their enthu….by the way,did i mention that olivier sang a few lines of ‘dhoom machale’……..

P.S.:this day made me realise something…..i’ll put it up in the next post