From the bottom of the pool
amoebae crawls out of their secure nucleus,
looks at the world through their embryonic eye.
Throughout the centuries our frugal existence
have be largely ignored,
our hopes and aspirations smothered.
Now simplicity of our days are dawning,
we shall wriggle our way up the pyramid
to overthrow the empire of giants.
Now is that time.
The time is now.
Our voice is now one - voice of million minions.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Embryonic Eye
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Musing over Movies
Alright here is another post on two of my favorite movies till date. I am not the kind of person who like romantic comedies, but I find these two movies really meaning ful, coz instead of being run-of-the-mill love story they are on a human level and very meaningful.
The first movie is "Before Sunrise" and then comes "Before Sunset" (which is a sequel to "Before Sunrise").
Before Sunrise: Simple story of a boy Jesse and girl Celine who spend one day together and starts liking each other.
SPOILERS AHEAD:
In the end they depart with a promise of meeting after six months. Very simple storyline but revitting and worth watching.
Before Sunset: They meet again after 9 years and discuss how they had been over that period.
Both the movies are dialogue based and the chemistry between the lead pair is through conversations that they have with eath other.
Here are some of the quotes from the movie -
Before Sunrise
Celine: I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
Jesse: You know what's the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? Is when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they're thinking of you. You know, you'd like to think you're both in all this pain but they're just like 'Hey, I'm glad you're gone'.
Celine: Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
Jesse: OK, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking…I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?
Celine:I don't know, I think that if I could just accept the fact that my life is supposed to be difficult. You know, that's what to be expected, then I might not get so pissed-off about it and I'll just be glad when something nice happens.
Jesse:Well, who says relationships have to last forever?
Before Sunset
Celine: Memory's a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past.
Jesse: Maybe what I'm saying is, is the world might be evolving the way a person evolves. Right? Like, I mean, me for example. Am I getting worse? Am I improving? I don't know. When I was younger, I was healthier, but I was, uh, whacked with insecurity, you know? Now I'm older and my problems are deeper, but I'm more equipped to handle them.
Celine: I guess when you're young, you just believe there'll be many people with whom you'll connect with. Later in life, you realize it only happens a few times.
Jesse: I feel like if someone were to touch me, I'd dissolve into molecules.
Celine: I see it in the people that do the real work, and what's sad in a way is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don't have the ego and ambition to be a leader. They enjoy the goal but not the process. But the reality of it is that the true work of improving things is in the little achievements of the day.
Jesse: Life's hard. It's supposed to be. If we didn't suffer, we'd never learn anything.
Celine: You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.
Celine: The concept is absurd. The idea that we can only be complete with another person is evil! Right?
Ok, people go see these two movies.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
My worst fears
1. COCKROACHES (I hate them, filthy scurrying evil creatures,............yuks)
2. Small, enclosed places, such as elevators
3. Moving (and I am always on the move)
4. Misplacing my wallet (Yeah, I dont carry purses)
5. Nightmares that are so real that I wake up disoriented and sweating.
6. Gaining those unwanted pounds
7. Maths exam
8. Being tied down ( Spritually )
9. A horror movie (I hate watching them)
10. Losing .............................
;))
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Lies We Tell
“The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves. We live in denial of what we do, even what we think. We do this because we're afraid. We fear we will not find love, and when we find it we fear we'll lose it. We fear that if we do not have love we will be unhappy.” - Richard Bach
Spending my Christmas and New Year at Blacksburg gave me a lot of time to do what I wanted to do for a long long time, which is sitting at home, reading lots of books (other than course related).
I read a Collection of Short Stories called After Rain by Irish writer William Trevor. One short story in book called "A Day" made me think.
It was a poignant story about a day in a life of a simple housewife wonderfully told - what is expected to be a mundane monologue turned out to be a play of emotions and ironic satire.As all simple straightforward things in life standing on the legs of extreme complexity.
The story in a nutshell is about a lonely housewife and her husband - the vices, shortcoming and insecurities that their hide from each other. And not just that, the lies that they tell and the presences that goes along with it.
Strange comproises that we make everyday - the little white lies that starts from a one harmless occasional slip to a constant companion.
Is this really the easy way out? (I wonder). What happens to truth? Does it remain submerged under the layers of " Let things remain the way they are" or " Let it go on".
.Lies that we conjure everyday and every moment - why , well, one reason is to not to hurt someone else's feelings, but then another reason is US - our selfish interest to great out of an unfair truth with a fair lie.
For some it a scapegoat, for some a perpetual fool's paradise. We believe what we want to believe and what is the most convenient.
But then, sometimes, there are no lies, only many versions of truth.
Who can argue?




