For some strange reason, I have an incessant need to write now. Oddly, there’s not much to say except for quick updates on some films I’ve seen recently.
I went to see ‘Daddy Cool’. It was so, so funny! I had definitely not expected this movie to turn out this way. First of all, Inder Kumar or Indra Kumar, or whatever his name is, is associated with the movie. And although I have watched and grudgingly enjoyed ‘Beta’ and ‘Dil’, I always found his films to be a tad crass. (‘Ishq’ and ‘Mann’ being cases in point.) 'Daddy Cool', though, remains on the correct side of decent. Aftab, I have to say, is very, very good! But the guy to watch out for is Prem Chopra as a grouchy uncle. He is hilarious! That was a really good watch.
I saw Kaminey again – more because my mum insisted that I accompany her. I thought it was a good movie, but well…one misses Pankaj Kapur. I don’t think Amol Gupte quite pulled off the role too well. I liked Shahid (who could resist Charlie after his ‘Ftaying alive! Ftaying Alive!' jig?) and Priyanka. But I think what I absolutely loved was the music. It’s mercurial, it’s balmy, it’s anthemic, it’s soothing…it’s everything. My favorite is the title track, “Kaminey”. The way that word has been used in the song…it’s quite exceptional. The first time I heard it, I wondered who’d written the lyrics. It was Gulzar, of course.
Anumita and hubby had just come over. That was great fun! I didn’t get a chance to bring up our impending outing to Oba’s, but I think I should just rein in the expenditure for some time. I really have to start saving money. I’m finally getting worried about my finances and I don’t like this kind of worry. Perhaps I should bury my sorrows and troubles somewhere…Oba would be a good place to start.
I have to meet with the doctor tomorrow. I hope she gives me the go-ahead to rejoin civilization soon. For some strange reason, I start feeling giddy at 8:30 a.m., queasy at 12, and really weary at 11:30 p.m. Other than that, I’m okay. Strange things happen inside the body. And all that when the mind is not even remotely involved. I can only imagine the circus that occurs when things get psychosomatic.
Anyway, one hopes for the best. One also hopes for a lot more money or for things to get a whole lot cheaper.
I went to see ‘Daddy Cool’. It was so, so funny! I had definitely not expected this movie to turn out this way. First of all, Inder Kumar or Indra Kumar, or whatever his name is, is associated with the movie. And although I have watched and grudgingly enjoyed ‘Beta’ and ‘Dil’, I always found his films to be a tad crass. (‘Ishq’ and ‘Mann’ being cases in point.) 'Daddy Cool', though, remains on the correct side of decent. Aftab, I have to say, is very, very good! But the guy to watch out for is Prem Chopra as a grouchy uncle. He is hilarious! That was a really good watch.
I saw Kaminey again – more because my mum insisted that I accompany her. I thought it was a good movie, but well…one misses Pankaj Kapur. I don’t think Amol Gupte quite pulled off the role too well. I liked Shahid (who could resist Charlie after his ‘Ftaying alive! Ftaying Alive!' jig?) and Priyanka. But I think what I absolutely loved was the music. It’s mercurial, it’s balmy, it’s anthemic, it’s soothing…it’s everything. My favorite is the title track, “Kaminey”. The way that word has been used in the song…it’s quite exceptional. The first time I heard it, I wondered who’d written the lyrics. It was Gulzar, of course.
Anumita and hubby had just come over. That was great fun! I didn’t get a chance to bring up our impending outing to Oba’s, but I think I should just rein in the expenditure for some time. I really have to start saving money. I’m finally getting worried about my finances and I don’t like this kind of worry. Perhaps I should bury my sorrows and troubles somewhere…Oba would be a good place to start.
I have to meet with the doctor tomorrow. I hope she gives me the go-ahead to rejoin civilization soon. For some strange reason, I start feeling giddy at 8:30 a.m., queasy at 12, and really weary at 11:30 p.m. Other than that, I’m okay. Strange things happen inside the body. And all that when the mind is not even remotely involved. I can only imagine the circus that occurs when things get psychosomatic.
Anyway, one hopes for the best. One also hopes for a lot more money or for things to get a whole lot cheaper.
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