Jodhaa Akbar...

Finally.... Cant tell you how it feels to see a movie after waiting for so long.. The urge to see the movie actually came cos my friend introduced me to the songs(who also incidentally also promised to accompany me to the movie and never found time to... hrmphhhh). Pure Urdu... amazing lyrics.. thats what I can say about the songs.... And when you find someone who appreciates the beauty of poetry along with the deeper meanings... its like icing on the cake.. In Boston me n my friend spent hours at work with the song in the background.

The movie....spectacular... the grandeur of the forts of Rajasthan, the beauty of the Mughal jewellery , architecture were all things i had seen in excursions around Rajasthan.. Each palace and fort in Rajasthan speaks its own story. Agra , Fatehpur sikri, Ajmer, Amer.. in big picture looked so stunningly beautiful.

The director and artists sure did a lot of homework... so what if the movie was not exactly like out of books.. It still was a beautiful movie..and am probably one person who will give the benefit of doubt of it being lengthy to the director... i mean he needed the time to show all the war scenes.

Curtains down on Chanakya :(

Chanakya cinema... a hotspot for many cine goers in South Delhi.. in the heart of Chanakyapuri, has recently been shut down following court orders to convert this location into a multiplex-cum-mall by the NDMC...

Many memories for me are attached to this hall... everything seems to come back in pictures about this hall, the ticket counter, the small momo(Its an awesome tibetan dish.. it quite looks like the very southie Kozhakattai )shop, the countless movies we watched there, the hooting, the whistles we blew, those college days..Nirula's and its world famous HCF( Hot chocolate fudge!!) the worlds yummiest dessert, the numerous birthday treats we had there, never once getting tired of that spot.

College to me one could say translated to Chanakya Theater. :))

I still remember the times when we would rush to the theater by 10ish just to get tickets.
Front stall tickets was what we could afford then because of the number of movies we saw in the month.:)(Our monthly budgets for the pocket money we got ,always had an item for cinema tickets ;)

Maximum number of tickets sold to each person was only two, so we had to make sure if we had a group of 10 ,5 were at the ticket counter and 5 at the entrance line. We always made sure we were the first to buy tickets and the first to enter the hall... and would rush for the best seats... :)
(The thrill of sitting one row in front of the Rs 75 ticket people by just paying 11 bucks.. was beyond words )

Priya cinema..etc came into the picture when we wouldn't get tickets in Chanakya..

Pictures of the bus stop outside chanakya.. planning further for the day after the movie on which dhabha to hit for lunch...aaaww... miss those days :(

Good times i'd call them.... no brilliant times..Haven't been to the theater in nearly 4 years now...
but soon there wont be any theater to go back to. :(

As I listen to Ali Haider's "Purani Jeans" now....am filled with nostalgia ....

Adieus Chanakya hall ..

Taare Zameen Par

Very few movies have brought tears to my eyes..

This movie..was touching..emotions beautifully portrayed on screen..All the characters..roles big or small..showed emotions..in actions , in the eyes.. no dialogues were needed...the movie reached the soul....I couldnt but cry...

Yes ,dyslexia was the subject...and the little boy the hero.. (no glimpses of the movie .. its to be watched , felt, not heard or read abt )but some characters I liked were of the older brother..whose love for the younger brother..inspite of the former being better off in studies and extracurriculars was exemplary..No superiority complex.. just a lot of love..and someone who gave the little boy a lot of joy by appreciating what he did..

The handicapped friend... so simple and sweet and helpful..he handled situations so well..and the joy in his face when he sees his friend victorious.. the tears of joy.. can bring tears in anyones eyes...

The mother..so much emotion locked in her ,yet somewhere she has to concur with the views of the slightly chauvinistic dad..

Beautifully etched characters.. well portrayed..a master piece.

I'd recommend this movie to ever parent and every teacher.. to every individual trying to understand children..

Ratatouille

Finally I saw the movie yesterday.. One of the cutest movies I have seen in a couple of months. I am like my friend says in a small way “obsessed” with rats... and Remy, was oh so cute…

Yesterday after seeing the movie I was at my peak of obsession.. associating everything with rats. .recalling scenes of movies which had rats/mice…OMG

Even though I admit I find rats as much a pest as anyone else does.. but something makes me find them cute . I’m reminded of “Jerry” every time I see a little brown mouse.

But trust me If I see one suddenly I’ll surely jump and shriek, ;) but once satisfied that it cannot eat me away.. I’ll probably feel safer and peek at where its hiding.

Craziest I think I have done is trying to click a picture of a rat I caught…J Dint know they were camera shy ;)