Happy New Year......

Happy New Year I would say, and that should be all , except that it seems too short and meaningless to express what we wanna convey .For one-Its not just a new year which we wanna be the happy one and for two our New year is already celebrated as Diwali.
Again as per the calender we follow its ofcourse its new in writing and it would be few days when we are gonna be accustomed to see 12 at the 7-8th position of the date field.Yet thats not all the change we are looking forward to..isnt it? Then why its very exciting the thought of new year, ofcourse celebrations lend few colours to life. Yet its more about "Change" element associated with this particular big event which will be coming in every life that we look forward to. Every year for 2 days -the first day of year and my B'Day ..It feel as if a new era, a new time is starting in my life cause either I'll remember events in terms of years I lived or in terms of age I was at the time. So these two always come with a detail glance back to the year gone, to the year coming and what I wanna it to be like.From I would ensure each moment from now onwards to be just the best one ever, to all good decisions, to giving my best, to the mixed analysis at the end-that it was okay-gave some great moments and some great wisdom and understanding and that I am not that stupid anymore. N I look forward to entering the new phase of life all renewed , nothing from the past having any imprint or shade in the coming days. As if the life was a discreet time event restarting every year with new initial conditions.Probably better in terms of wisdom and in better shape and position, (ofcourse we were stupid every previous year starting point) and the hope and piousness of the coming gifted time.Surprisingly the entire year seems too small which was gone- much smaller than it is in theory -and most surprisingly any big giant change never seems big anymore.Seems like it had always been like this always.And we wanna convey that its the new start a restart , which has no bearing of past-isnt it great -u can bring all the change you ever wished for ... So lemme wish all my friends and dear one's -this new start to be great one -may all the greatness u have achieved till now be with you and may all your dreams be accomodated in the coming one year........

The little steps to Learning ...........Starts with patience and repeated attempts.

Its sometime that I realised the importance of simple steps that lead to anything you wish.Well its not any creepy philosophical muttering, its just that a bigtime dabbler /dilettante that I find myself to be at times-be it arts, drawing, music-vocals or instruments writing-poems or prose or danceforms for that matter-i somehow had a misgiving for not following even a single little wish outta of big giant wishlist for long. Well here I am from past few months for few days following each of my wish for a few days.....n lemme tell u its really pretty amazing . Though it lasted less then noticiable amount of time -still for so much harpings -its great. Its then and there I realise that when u are ready to learn something ,really learn something , no matter what may be the time required, effort I know everybody is ready and willing to invest some x hours if assured that it will lead to there dream wish . But no its no some short cut 30hour programme I am talking of , Its like if told -u continue ur little efforts and surely its gonna teach you what u wish to learn and u live with it.The moment u gather this knowledge, patience and understanding ur done.Well be it daily Paltas practice to mould your voice to that of a singer-fine, strechable and melodious;be it drawing daily goemetrical patterns to take out the artiste in you - refine ur hold on pencil and the sketches you make-lines, circles, spirals;be it working on the flexibility of your body and control on your movements to attain the grace of a dancer; be it working on the concepts and problem till you get your maths right;be it practicing and practicing the right motions that can ultimately lead you to -oops not flying but swimming.
Here all of this -needs patience , assurance and understanding on your part . Its not some newfound Gyan -that makes me go -Eureka, eureka -infact I am pretty sure the message must be there in zillion books-in million different ways -but you learn when you understand its true meaning - that we all can understand. You never appreciate some 100 lines enlisting maths and logics behind any great discovery -till you go about discovering that thing on your own and struggle and fume your mind with all alternatives and then come back to see how actually it was achieved -its the appreciation you hold in your heart then is what I am talking about -when you really understand the beauty and simplicity of it.

So go for urself and find the beauty of the way devised.Its like when your zealous , u truly wish to learn something -u learn it for sure. We all have stories of how resourceless person nextdoor devised a brand new beautiful method to fulfill what he always cherished.Well I heard about a boy who wanted to play Guitaar, when not provided one by Mom, he made a guitaar for his own and guess what -it was the best Guitaar ever made,with all companies coming to him for design and royalties.........

well World's an amazing place, with no dearth of such exquisite examples ..........

Emma's tale...

She too had a battle to wage
she too had problems to solve
she too had the bills to pay
she too had to live life lonely
she too aspired for job security
not that any of it was acknowledged
she too had to bear brunt of time
yet she put up smile to assure, she was alive
though in a battlefield..
battle half won, incessant
Her name was Emma,
her only fault -She was girl!!
So she fought battles never ending, battles with no face
no person, no enemy, no viewable end
battles with no logic, no reasoning,no humanity
not even was she ever an acknowledged warrior
she knew she was, by the each blow she got
for Emma it was a strange place
she was so very alive in her own world
then where she lived
suppressing her wonders, her joy
she no longer danced or hymed
whenever her heart felt like;
as the unknown enemy can blow her apart
the fight must go on, to protect- deny her own self
she had wanted a meaningful life
a life worthwhile in her terms
not in the prevailing fancied notions
she had to reconcile
cause live for others was the whole dictum
Ah! it was a lifelong preoccupation
for sshe was Emma, Emma a girl
all customs and traditions she represented
all high ideals and purity, were hers to portray
yet she was a worthless as a being
only the ideals were coherent, meaningful and worthy
the ideals she was meant to live, long before she was born
what to do of being real and its dreams
what could she do, to be in peacce
for the battles manifolds had to be waged
though a girl she was, Emma -with such a beautiful name.........

Behind the Government quarters, lives "John"-the ideal Man!!

Behind those Government quarters , besides the trees
lives a man, his name is John
very decent and kind, helping and polite
ever-ready to work and oblige
He never took a bribe
never drank liquor
never indulged in cigars futile
obediently served the society
only that he dint knew
all is not right with the concept of right
to fight is wrong, so he never fought
to others for sure,
to him never stopped
just left or held silence
that were his only ways
but something was extremely wrong
about being extremely right
he couldn't say for sure
what guilt he carried
as he lived his life
any wrong doing could have killed
him by his own conscience
yet in result, he had to fight
his own self and dreams
yes! indeed he had dreams, he was alive
not naive,not dull or futile
well read, well behaved, a gentleman
slightly peculiar yet worthwhile
ashamed to follow his mind unabashedly
he had to take others along, agreeing and on his side
thats what lead to no-where
thats why he was never himself, never satisfied
and clueless where he was wrong in being too right.....
John , living in his government quarter
with unchanging type...........

Only time will tell........Jeffery Archer

So this is a novel set in the backdrop of world war era in Britain, story of Harry -
and children going about their education with the vision to shape their future to be something other than what was handed down to them from the first world war and the
inevitable social incongruities. So Harry an ordinary boy of not so well to do family-who has to lick the bowl of soup of his uncle as his breakfast, has no other notion of
future other than working as a commoner in the ship-dock his uncle worked, ofcourse living the same life of meagerness to the rest of his life and few great people trapped in their own little large worries of uncertain events in life. Most beautifully all the good hearted people doing whatever in their means to ensure the boy Harry -gets a chance he so much deserves then the waste his days presently were.
His schoolmaster, his mother, Old Jack , Miss Monday .......all come together to coax and cajole and inspire the kid on the so called work hard routine to get entry into the well known names of higher education n dignity of world - namely focused around Oxford in this case. Though the characters , circumstances and events are amazingly interwoven - the impression left with me after finishing the book - is how similar it looked some 100's of years before then is today to get admission in any such highly reputed college. Having gone through various such uncertainties over a period of time in a good college, enough grades to pass and again pulling through an entrance exam - it nowhere seemed to be outdated or set in another world. Either we have incorporated the British influence so much to shape our country and never could improve on any further to have a lasting change- or somehow the hundred years makes not very visible difference to the world . Anyways Harry , Emma, Giles and Deakins -all in their own ways seeking and getting an entry into the world of wonders and dreams-Oxford, Somehow it was delightful , heart-touching though having a tragic end.........Cant wait to read the other 3 books of Harry's journey......
Archer is ofcourse an impressive writer with ability to indulge the viewers .....!!! nice read....

A Mask and Cable.......

with a mask and a cable I left XYZ,
Mask given to protect employees from flu ,
which nobody will return
cable i forgot in my room ,
being useless was taken out of the lappy bag
today both the mask n the cable
r inseparable part of my room
donno whats d use
it aint memory to preserve
just they lie there
with some history associated
a simple beautiful mask
n a equally beautiful cable

Midnight in Paris

Ok its kindda funny to see the extent of romanticism and fantasy one can take.To be honest I am a big dreamer -dreamer of magical world full of all biggest n brightest historical things and Roman and greek art, architecture,tales, sculpture and wonders. It all seems so very perfect and impressive - well who aint is marvelled by reading of these greatness-but somewhow somewhere it cant be to watch and witness all at one time,you have to draw a line somewhere between real and illusion, as u cant possibly go on living an imagery; so I presume . Anyways so in this movie -this hero gets to visit the "bygone age", he considers to be the Golden age, in his most beloved city of Paris-where he wants to settle and loves everything about it. His zeal is not at all shared by his to be fiancée -she thinks him to be insane to have these ideas -but guess what? our time tussle drops in, the hero goes to the different era-the 20th century by sitting in a strange cab -lets assume it to be some kind of time machine and gets to meet all the great historical writers he ever admired in person , meets Pablo Picasso and Eliot and all n no. of such big names you always associate with the 20th century as big figures of their time. He soon finds that " true love gives the courage to forget the fear of death", which he is always gripped with and hence seems to be a sadist. Further he comes to know the beauty to find a person who somehow shares every interest and passion as u ....who just fits in with your fantasies and is the true soul-mate -ofcourse if u put it in fantasy lingo.
OK so he returns back to his present time thats 21st century-2010 to be precise, breaks up with his to be fiancée -gets to know what note to take on the book he's writing with the help of the 20th century writer's remarks.Ofcourse it was not the best movies ever made, it was not even close to hold the interest if ur 1% realist I presume. But if ur insane enough to hear to ur weird cravings of the other perfect world ,getting on somewhere around some part of universe or maybe by time space continuum right now simultaneously or parallely somewhere, you wanna know the meaning of life and wish to live in just the world as u would like it to be; u somehow come to believe the story -ridiculously u are with the main hero in his disconnect with his pushy GF , her cynicism of his book, his uncertainty whether to follow his dreams of writing or to head to the continuous push to get back to script writing in Hollywood -at which he's pretty successful. You are always hoping he should not give up his quest of fantasy world ...


Somehow somewhere we all cherish the thoughts of being in the world , we dream of ,tempting however it be but as a reality it must be testing.Optimism for a sadist is a big deal-its just out of his immediate nature.You cant live in future , u cant live in past -what u have to live in is the present .You can take ideas and inspiration from the fascinating past and you can put ur imagery and fancy for the future.But present is where ur world and action is . What would it be like to know that what ur living is possibily the best you have always had in mind and have ever hoped for.

hell lot of a day...

This was hell lot of a day...I would say , I wud like my each day to be like this
starting at 6:30 to swimming , to lakeside and songs to sleep again at 8:30 -
bharatnatyam at 10 and then lab and work there till 9 and then 3 movies back to back ..
woah lemme take my holidays on this note.........:)


Well I think this must be modified as most memorable days spent in IIT.........

2nd in chain happened on last Thursday thats 5th Jan - my bhai's B'Day .....after roaming around for 5 hours 7 pm to 11 pm in campus, Nathoos @HIranandani and H8 Brewberry's and with long weekend in store - had a Sketching night out with Amit and Shreyansh - learnt to make basic painting and tried hands on sketching - till 5 am on 6th Jan then went to lake side then hill side and then optimal control class - 2 meetigns and slept at 3 to wake up at 8 and went to see Pronight show - it was good ......njoyed loads in all - happy happy weekend........with Kritika's B'Day and the farzi dances we viewed to bakar till 4 on phone.ahaa loved d 3 days...........

God must be crazy??

What was with the movie God must be crazy?? The narrative was really funny n so was the perspective and the handiness of the things at one place..I hate overdoing of coincidences , yet here it was not so much of an eye sour ....It kindda ended on a note where it should end......Good the buggerman gets to dispose off the evil he seeked to throw , see's gods in person and ofcourse the end of the world ;oops I meant the place where earth comes to an end and abode of God starts :)..
And the civilised world carries on with its chaotic notes - ofcourse without any need of faith or belief or categorisation or classification , forget of elimination , of evil.......it just kept feeding to the complexity it somehow originated to make life simple. Simpler than what was handed down to them by the very God - whoever he be n however he intended it to be......
n now the journey has come so far that the meaning of life is somewhere int his complexity - rest all is so trivial n inconsiderable..........maybe its just that heaven was the life of those of buggerman ........n we out-off nowhere showed germs of ingenuity to create the antiheaven.......n we are still Zealously are onto the job........Bingo the end would be anti-heaven for sure- God see what we can make.........lolz...donno lemme just let it go for a while.......

Never realised.........

Never realised what maturity is , what it means that life goes on. why the threads of life are always embeddded with celebrations and celebrations with songs n food .Never realised that life is not a fullstop ; its not a single book with a fixed storyline and lifetime - it never ends......Never realised -what love means, how strong are the ties of trust and human bondings, what drives our decisions , our choices and our aimbitions .I so much love the life I have been bestowed -protected, cared and loved by my family and friends.Wherever I go -its with a notion, I am safe, loved and wanted.Not alone to face any harsh cruel world out there, there is my Mom-with the best delicious dishes for me-the moment I step in the house. My father with his little fond smile at me-that makes me feel blessed .How much I can thank u my lord.My sisters -the best pals I can cry my heart out on any and everything and my little bro to whom I can act like hitler yet he will listen to me.How much I love my friends teasings and pamperings .Isnt it funny I would ever want to be serious in life?what for? Hey whenever I see a tragedy in books or movies -I cry my heart out, I cant imagine living in that circumstances.
Yet something matures in me, in thoughts and understanding. When it comes to a full life- I do wanna see the beautiful celebrations that people can jot their life with .The fond memories and chit-chats.There's much more to the life and the world than what one can ever love,Yet u come to love so many facets.The question of belongingness, of homeland,of places u lived and grew up.There's no common rule , there's no common standards -its all sos customised -mixed with the signs of lord -n some miraculous notions-that lend the meaning and change and colours to human life.Different countries different cultures , different viewpoint-yet its this instant that's all so beautiful. Maybe I can capture the essence of this moment on reflect on as the experience worth remembering.

U'll never get what u imagine-yet somehow whatever u'll be in-will be just right, filling the missing links and leading to an end only one of a kind.

Princess Sara

n There's this story of a little Princess
Princess in real, princess in deeds , princess indeed
Sara is her name, imagination is her way
and she can create the grandiose by her words
Oh little charming world, of a little angelic Gal
n "every Gal is princess " she says
n it rings a chord , it sounds a bell
just where was ur wishes were kept locked away
oh common u grumpy lady - let it be gone
for Sara is the princess n so we all
in the world that we are meant to be in.............
Stories of Rama , Context of India
cant you trust the fancy and live it more ??
for here is the Princess Sara
n so she says "That Princess is all what we are"..........

Isnt it wonderful

Isn't it a great idea -to follow your heart!!! Do what your heart says, live the life u always imagine it to be.Today watching this movie "Confessions of Shopaholic" -very remote from questions of heart and mind and choices and what we end up doing with our life ofcourse.Yet somehow at 1 am -when I am very much supposed to be sleeping - I cant just let it go -there's this urgent need to write-to settle up something -which escaped options and answers from way too long.Ok how many times in your life u have end up deciding a way too extreme alternative-like ok I wont purchase anything this month or ok I'll read 12 hours a day or I wont talk anymore or wont utter a word n blah blah blah........only too see yourself spending way too more then u usually do, wasting away entire day in tensions or maybe days or blabbing out all which u would never had in your sane self.Well this ain't a distant story of some mad gal - this is what I have been every single day every single time,I took a resolution in protest to something .Thats right -protest in response to something u just cant let go - u cant just feel right - u just cant mold yourself to be like - yet the terms dictate that the roots are the very same - so u opt for extremes - ofcourse within heart of hearts u know - its not u - you are killing something in u - as u take the blunt decisions to do someone a favor , to buy peace of mind , to be acceptable to society n people nearby , to conform to whatever preachings whoever sermons out loud.
Fine u do realize the values of many things very later in life people do mess up them self to the point where there's no turning back .There are mistakes which leave many if's and but's .yet somehow this movie felt like a liberating experience -this years of killing of self to conform- leaves a cluelessness as if a hole - which u cant find , cant pinpoint - there's this constant need of conformance n approval by society -that is a vicious loop. Consequence ? Tend to exaggerate every single event -think of worst n live that imaginary dread -every single day u wake up n every single time u go to bed......n ofcourse 24 hours of the day -for as long as it takes to be obsessed with any other event .Then comes a point when u realise -everything's gonna be alright in the end that no matter how hard u try that all people should genuinely feel on your death pyre that u were a nice person - happy memory's , no hurting .But whatever u do there will be dissatisfied souls out there - turning there wrath on u - an easy target -for whatever freaking reasons n fears they might have or might have faced in their life's . n it really doesn't matter - how many walk besides, as u take your last breath - what matters is- how many life's get better cause u r alive.Of course its not a well laid out mathematical equation - that u follow this route - n woah u have made lives better .Its infact such a vague concept like you are living a dream - maybe when you are trying to be logical n are hence skeptical -u feel u r too nautanki to be real. When u doubt -are u of any good ? When u question you are very existence, when u feel -if only u could get away from the world-without hurting anyone, without burdening anyone , just being you -just somehow living on your own, and leaving no trace behind - maybe that would be the best life ever lived . cause i hate fuss n complications.Yet the very other day - u long for friends , u roll out tears on single delay in your loved one's phone calls on your important day - as if nobody loved u , you are a burden -somehow somewhere .Like no matter what u do - its gonna be huge mess -like its all such a waste ....Then this is not what I call inspiration. To sit smart all knowing n all aware type being - we a,, will always love - but thats very dead -however blunt it may sound . I would trade places with any being - to become a very calm, poised n silent person - but it leaves a big hole n blackness inside - it feels like being stupid .I would have always thought of this when vague instants of insanity beholds me so often -but it always leaves so much thoughts behind- a feeling of being wise n a feeling of life is all over . Then sunrise , sunset , trees and plants - butterflies , boulders n stars - are not just beauty of nature or the mark of perfection of the world of the mighty God -but they represent you in your various moods n instants -when they are your companions in this life - inspiring and ever present .When my little stupid jokes makes even one smile - I feel I am worthy of life . Well so much so I hate this market cost benefit worth analysis - when it comes to life n time - its what I need - call it search for meaning - its always in terms goodness behind .Oh its not what I wanted to write - I don't know what was the whole point - some point I had come to as the ultimate conclusion for now - oh yes -it was if only we knew what we want to do and did it - everything will seem alright - like in the movie . But somebody tell me -what about those
who want to take their own paths? Well we'll do - if only we knew for sure - so this surety thing is what stuck's us all??Maybe - the clarity is still to dawn ...........
till then .....bbies

Time/Memory/Faith Tradeoff.........

Time/Memory tradeoff works in real world, isnt it? U have memory but u dont devout time
ur screwed.Or u give ample time , but memory lacks -oops again ur undone. So is it all to do with time and memory ? Or there's any other factor controlling the two . Faith,confidence,acceptance,belief whatever way u put it, is one single factor which decides much more than the other two combined. You put time , ur very good memory-u dont believe in yourself....boom ..ur memory and time both fail to the effective tools or resource.So if we put it in a expression the contribution of confidence is exponential
if other two are linear. This faith is very basis of human existence.....Cant marvel it more ....anyways will come back to this later...gotta go .....till then ..bbies

Weird Timepass

do people really are bad??
do they take advantage of u
change their stand - the moment ur luck turns
what is friendhsip - help n compassion
what is faith , belief and trust
either u follow it or u dont
or is it again - shades n tones
ahh its a weird question , a weird timepass
n such a wastage, of time n space
there's indeed a wide gap
in what u would like the world to be
and what it actually is
the best moments of life
are when u expect least
n are bestowed love , care and respect
from those u have great feelings in ur heart
whom u like as good people
reliable and whom u can cry ur heart out
yet u doubt -what if its just taking advantage?
can u live trying to run away from every being
to be in a world of ur own
ofcourse away from what u fear world is
a plot by all to take advantage of u
what i have learnt is - its all bull -shit
if u just do what u wanna do -
take no extra pains n efforts n no burden for any question like this
n just be the best u can be
things usually are in control.
But the more selflessness u show
the more it hurts
when ur abhorred
the more u try to care
the more villaneous out u become there
n r projected n suspected to be
just mind ur own business
let those who distrust call u any name
u do ur best- live ur best
donno whats the right way
but live the beauty u want world to be
rest let it be..its all so meaningless
yet there's one who understands the sacred existence
as the world is a mirage of incomprehensible variables.

Rome was not built in a day......

My Dady says "Rome was not built in a day". Somehow that keeps popping in my head whenever I see
a building being made, some gigantic task seemingly going no-where. This simple remark then is the solace n patience to wait for my hands to see each brick culminating into the most beautiful piece of art and architecture ever built.Sometimes it is so refreshing-that the hope n spirit of world keeps circulating - in forms of sayings n literature. SOmewhere someone has already lived through what you are undergoing. SOmeone out there would have created there heavens from the very same bricks thrown at them as u fear u might have to face........wow isnt it amazing that once fear is gone n to do is the only way u can see- how beautiful u feel afterwards that oh is it me..have I done that, its so wonderful............

Hope this feeling lasts n I do lay a few bricks here n there......Amen!!!

Whats this fancy with Brain?

Ok -whats so obsession with brain and its functioning. Somehow somewhere we all are convinced that brain can do lot more than what we are making it to do.That we can use on an average hardly 2-3% n reknowned scientist can employ atmost 5% of its capacity, being gud at maths we all know what 100% would be constituting. So this simple little fact happens to be most fascinating topic -whenever presented, never a matter of cliche, every time we keep on guessing, fascinating on the possibilities ....till we are done with it for a while, to start with another normal day , but why is it that it never occurs to us that it could be bullshit.

why today, tomorrow, a day after -every time there's this acute fascination to what it entails.n if there's a way to slightly n slowly increase it to the levels unseen-what might be the way? well meditation?-too slow, contemplation-well u got to be kidding!! medication?-oops now thats an unknown territory -I am no author of movie Limitless to have complete faith on the notions like this, though that happens to be the trigger behind this babble-yet somehow its like being stuck at a puzzle -unable to solve, unable to leave behind n move on; its like on the verge of declaring life as meaningless n suddenly witnessing God's own form ; ok I cant say for sure -where this debate n fascination will lead to-considering that I am not sure even I am using 3% of my brain - n ofcourse many will debate on its usage on at all too ; yet lets just get over our temptations for a moment n try to see whats that constitutes this abundance of inkling for this particular organ of human body; I know the most glorified n controller n all the blah blah.........well still lemme just see where this fancy turns to me again n maybe then I may have some new insights or reivsed stand on this notion........till then stay in store......au revoir!!! :)

Antitrust

In the series of movies - when it comes "Antitrust", I have a particular liking for this movie,one -for its technological backdrop and two- cause of its happy ending. Ok in this movie it so happens that the two genius geeky nerdy guys of most reputed technological college -like stanford n MIT, working in the garage and believing in the ideas of open source - sure to make a big difference in the world, are working on opening an startup to make a difference .But one of them gets a call from the CEO of the most famous technological company -monopolising every product in the market.Grandoise, personal attention n huge paycheck-all at once. He takes the job breaking the most strongest bonds of friendship in between them. The other guy is murdered for the breakthrough he achieves in the code he is writing.
But the moment the guy realises that the CEO and his people are actually killers hacking into systems of all geeks, collecting all kinds of data of all geeky guys on the verge of some prospective breakthrough in codes, they steal the code and murder the guy.

So despite all odds and all kinds of barriers , he finally manages to put them behind bars, using their own latest connect all devices n transmit any kind of data supportes by giant satellite network to broadcast the video of murders and the truth behind the facades of the company to the world.........
U could feel ur heart skip a beat, every time he had to go into the prohibited areas n how he overcomes all barriers to give the bad guys their due..........

The Smurfs

So watching this movie about mythological blue creatures of ever present n abundant joy,
and ofcourse one wicked wizard in the otherwise most heavenic scene, as in every fable- the wicked tries to destroy all the good to become the most powerful person oops wizard. n the little creatures fight him back n defeat him because of the virtues inherent in them
and team work. I am no management guru proclaiming the benefits of team work but yes here the word is more of cliche. nyways what imparted the movie elegance n joy was the colours, songs and flowers n water being used as the medium of expression of the tale.
Sitting in ur cozy bed, sipping a cup of tea in morning while the mystical world unravels of secret abode of colorful life of small blue creatures and there chance
encounter with the pompous humane world and the outcome of the best of two ........
wow it was like listening to Dadi's fairy tale -in a cold morning n enchanted in the possibilities of beauty all around...........loved the muvie!!!

Erin Brockovich

Today I watched Erin Brockovich -Julia Roberts, as always a stupendous performance.SO its a story of a single Mom of 3 children, 10 yrs, 8 yrs n few months...uneducated, unemployed having a tough time raising her children n struggling for job to arrange the money.
Till the time she decides not to be bent according to wishes of males in her life, but to do where she finds meaning in her life, respect for herself.So stumbling on a job of doc keeper in a law firm, she discover a 38billion dollar firm doing grave assault on life by hiding the fact that their plant uses a form of
chromium thats toxic and has led to various kinds of deadly diseases to inhabitants in the nearby area, while investigating a real state issue of a family being offered some small amount in offer to sell their house.

She discovers the link of land n disease, researches the roots, gives people the faith and gets them the justice earning respect and meaning in turn.

In between she has to struggle for her children don't understand why she has to put herself so occupied, her new found love insists its no need to carry on with the job
his boss that the case cant be handled by them .......she manages to get them all addressed in most inspiring manner.Not dogged down by threatening call , neither by
the prospect of loosing it all.........here she was doing the best what could ever be done.
The unrelenting attitude and straight faced answers she could give to shitty remarks of people , u just loved her responses making the ridiculous comments of others dump on their own faces. The confidence -"my research has no loop holes" "ask me whose no u want" out of 635 people inhabiting the area since the plant was established "tell them I am not a lawyer" on the question of being trusted, "multiply the cost of ur intestine by 100 , no less then that would be negotiable" when intimidated by the company's lawyers.
.The magnanimity of the character - is just enthralling n u could imagine urself stepping in her shoes n fighting for the people .