The Fiery Road

Agneepath.

Go watch it. 

That's all I have to say. 

And listen to THIS song, it deserves a lot more fame than stupid over-rated Chikni Chameli: 

Vruksh ho bade bhale, ho ghane ho bhale, 

Ek Patra chhah bhi mang mat, mang mat, mang mat, 

Agnipath, Agnipath Agnipath; 

Tu na thamega kabhi tu na mudega kabhi tu na rukega kabhi, 

Kar shapath, Kar shapath, Kar shapath, 

Agnipath, Agnipath, Agnipath. Ye Mahan Drushya hain, 

Chal raha Manushya hain, Ashru, Sweth, Rakta se Latpat Latpat Latpat.. 

Agnipath, Agnipath, Agnipath. 

There may be huge, warm and shady trees all around,

Don't even ask the shade of a single leaf.

Walk on the Path of Fire, Walk on the Path of Fire.

You will not stop, You will not turn, You will not halt. 

Take this oath, take this oath, take this oath. 

The Oath of Fire, the Oath of Fire, the Oath of Fire. This is a great situation. 

Man Walks. Tears, Sweat and Blood, they swathe him, they swathe him.

Walk on the Path of Fire, Walk on the Path of Fire

Forgetting someone....

…is like forgetting an embarrassing moment, the harder you try, the stronger the memory clings on. You need to somehow reach a stage where you consciously give up trying and the process then automatically accelerates. Most of the time, getting into such a state of mind occurs only when you get so busy and involved in other things (and/or other people) that the constant ache of missing the person you wish to forget kind of gets lost somewhere in all the other thoughts and feelings you experience.

Of course, they may creep up in your mind every now and then, out of the blue, but if you simply push their memory away gently, it will definitely start to fade. You may miss them from time to time with the same intensity that you have always felt, but you will also be able to observe and examine this feeling from an external point of view, and hence control or banish it quickly. It will not overwhelm you the way it used to once. You will not feel sad, a little nostalgic perhaps, but you will finally accept that life goes on and very few of the people we meet actually walk along with us all the way.  

New Year, New Thoughts, New Pursuits

So I haven't wished you all a happy new year yet. Well, here goes: Happy New Year and I hope you are truly happy. :)
I am back in my hostel room in Hyderabad after a wonderful long break in which I did nothing substantial except put on a bit of weight (which I am sure to lose soon enough with all the walking around I do here.)
I already miss home and its comforts but hostel is cool too in a way. I love the way my room smells here - something reminiscent of a hotel room near the beach - fresh with a hint of stale cigarette smoke and a mix of deodorant and body lotion all combined into one delicious indescribable smell.
These days, my Facebook news feed is full of people getting committed, engaged or married. It's somewhat exhausting to witness and stirs up an avalanche of questions in my mind. I really wonder whether I will ever marry. When I think about it practically, considering my personality, ambitions and values, I feel I'd be much better off single, but when I listen to my heart, a voice somewhere inside says that I would perhaps die of loneliness if I opted not to. I always used to think that I like being alone, but it is only after experiencing alone-ness that I realize there is nothing romantic about it. In fact, it is kind of maddening, having a silence press in all around you as you go about the daily routine of work and rest and entertainment. Things are always more bearable or more enjoyable when you have someone to share them with; But what if that someone hurts you or lets you down or just plain irritates? What happens then? What do you do - accept the emptiness of being alone or compromise your feelings for the sake of some companionship?
I don't really know whether I am making sense here but I think seeing people my age and younger than me getting married or trying to get married is messing with my head. It's raising all these questions that I don't want to confront and don't know how to confront either.
Marriage is just a social norm that apparently 'sanctifies' the act of sex. I have always been doubtful about it, despite seeing lots and lots of happy couples around me, but now I wonder if my doubts are just an extreme form of cynicism designed to cover up my fears rather than defend my life's ambitions. I wonder if perhaps I am missing the big picture and excessively focusing on little details that maybe don't matter as much as I think they do. Perhaps I'm just dogmatic and over-feminist in my ideals and need to open up a bit to the whole hoopla surrounding the big M and all that follows after.
Anyways, I guess what will be will be, like the Spanish say: Que sera sera...  Did I tell you I am learning Spanish this semester? It's something I've wanted to do for a long time (yes, from much before Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara came out and infused everyone with a Spanish obsession) and I'm glad I'm finally getting around to it.
Speaking of the movie, here is my favorite song from it: