The religion of the movie is nonsense and the commandments are fooling the viewer, concluding him to be ignorant and unintelligent. The guys (Read girls) at IIT-Kanpur took me for this obnoxiously distressing insincere film and I don’t remember how I agreed and why ? Ten of us jumped into the unknown not knowing what waited for us at Rave-3 and I now remember the smirky look on the face of the ticket seller.

The movie starts with Shahid Kapoor a struggling actor wanting to make it big in the Bollywood bonanza without thriving on subterfuge and fibs. The senseless story, the amateurish camera work, the abhorrent acting of the leads makes the movie extremely distasteful.

Even if you get it for free, stay at home and enjoy a meal with karela and lauki, be grateful for this chance.

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Pandora’s moon, which is a giant mass of connected energy and emotional synapses where the entire plot unfolds, dia-abled mariner Jake Sully whose twin brother is killed is aided to lead a mining expedition as his DNA will bond with the alien hybrid body named Avatar, which allows humans to breathe the toxic air in the jungles of this land.

The movie quickly gets into action without any lapses and Jake soon finds himself on two islands, one of love, the other of ‘his race’. Which one will he finally select or find a balance is to be seen in the this James Cameron’s movie which will define the new avatar to technology for years to come. The similarities between the twin towers and the massive tree, Iraq, Afghanistan wars are so evident and the verdicts of the director are more towards the live and let live.

The scenes are so advanced that it is difficult to differentiate between the animation and the real, and simply droll over them. Drop the differentiation and the movie is a love letter to human race and mother nature.

Surely watch it and do say ‘I see you’ !

PS:- I watched the Premiere and blogged about it It releases today.

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India - what makes it so seemingly special around the world, everywhere? Its people, its spirituality. Today the world is  made up of two dimensions on the material plane, people and money. If you had to rule America you would be controlling a quarter of the world economics. What makes India so unique here is to rule India you would be ruling a sixth of the minds of the people and their lifestyles. A Billion people and more! So who rules India, draws the demographics of change to be or not-to-be.

The ‘Madame’ family has ruled the country for almost 40 ludicrous long years. The concentration of citizens into few cities, the poverty of the poor and the abysmal performance of the country in International radar have immodestly increased. To carve a prosperous path for one billion people, to roll out new solid businesses, to reinforce research, to get the country closer with distances in hearts and travel, have never been initiated. The fear of an internal attack, the security at the borders, the protection of our own people in SriLanka, Australia have never taken center-stage at Janpath where it should have mattered most. Why is it that the people of this enormous nation are easy, docile targets for the world-over in terms of internal disharmony(Australia) or terrorism? Indian people who are remarkably peaceful have died thousands of times by bombs, bombers and brutality. Does “Madame” care?  Does she feel?

How is it that the common man is lamenting, limping to make an existence, while the monarchial party has ruled us for 40 long years. The saas-bahu which was resented by most of us block-busted the small screens for six years. The directors here knew what makes India come back to them time-and-again and how? The patterns in the formula of politics are well understood and applied time and again to roll out regular victories. The sharp strategy in ruling India has worked by deeply understanding the internals of Indian Politics and the insides of the human mind. The pitching of the people is perfect for a winning combination. As the party has got stronger, will India get stronger? The answer is obvious and you and i don’t want to believe it though. This is what gets the same party to power all-the-time. A hope in the future,sometime, somewhere, somehow! For forty long years, yet things have been alarmingly the same for the kissan, jawan, vigyaan in the country. Roti, kapda, makaan are our main issues till date and this is what makes a victorious formula. To keep the mind yearning for basic needs and showing them light which fades away in the horizon.

With the recession setting itself, India needs to rise and demand deliverables which are measurable and proliferate development for the country, more than the personal pockets or the party.  Inducing intelligence with innocence, injecting it with a dosage of robustness with resilience, self-reliance with security, spirituality with skillfulness, idealism with practicality, dynamism with devotion. The schizophrenic existence of all of us wanting change but never reaching out to the ballot and loathing about the politicians post-victory needs a think button on the mind of India. Get to know who rules you, ask for his perfomance, let people around in muhallas, flats know about him/her and this should be part of the monthly meetings. Be flexible to change, judge the performance with Arjun’s focussed eye for growth, Yudhistar’s resolve to righteousness, Bhims’ strength to protect and Nakul and Sachdev’s beauty to enhance and protect the earth. And Krishna’s grace and vision to farsightedness. This will be the Mahaan-Bharat then!

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One of the very amusing moments that life has offered, has been at the airstrip of IIT-Kanpur. Shubham and I, made our flights of imagination real and stopped by at the flying club. Flying has always thunderstruck me, the science and the technology behind it, bringing back the promise of tremendous potentialities. Seeing the world from up there is not just interesting to my view but also mystical. Seeing the big become small and smaller and smallest, is like meditating for solubilization of strenuous situations.

We stood by for our turn to arrive and when it did happen, the pilot agreed to do one round only, and it had to be me I loaded myself in the cockpit of this ancient era plane and it took the pilot three concentrated attempts to get us into air. While we were rising up there, the anticipations of swaying insecurity dawned. I had to whiff them away and wriggled my mind from them to enjoy the luscious green IIT-Campus and the farms of Kanpur below me. The softness in the scenery, the sun setting far away from us, the smooth steadfastness in motion set my mood back to lively curiosity and cheerfulness.

The pilot announced the call for climbing down and I confess that I tightened my grip on the sides, but he yelled back to free them, since I was holding the key to opening the window The nose was slanting downwards and we were gliding down in no time and the thrill had multifarious dimensions. i conjectured that the emotion was a sense of stimulation rising up my spinal chord.

Soon the runway loomed closer and closer and some bumpy air wobbled the plane and the pilot desperately wanting to take control lost direction and soon I knew we were not going to land on the runway. The runway was away from us and raw land was getting nearer. The first bump, one more and more until we came to a secure stop. The adventure which was missing in the entire flight now impregnates the entire episode.

Take the wings otherwise you are missing a great store of unsuspected pleasures of precariousness.

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Introducing a pioneering venture, with pumpkin as its pillar and yoghurt as the base. An effortless endeavor which was enjoyed by Viru and Vijeta, the mithai-sweet charming couple from Suwon. We had to steal some away from Vijeta, just for the right picture

100 gms Orange Pumpkin, cut in diced cubes with the skin and boiled/steamed till tender giving scrupulous attention to detail in this step.

1/2 cucumber cut in thin matchstick slices

1/2 tomato finely diced

1 chilli very finely cut

2 tbps of yoghurt

1 tbsp of fresh cream

1 teaspoon of mustard seeds

Marry the veggies tossing them together. Make sure that the pumpkin is not very tender to get trampled upon. They should be just done, to stick tall in a fork. Add the yoghurt and the cream. In a pan, take 1 tablespoon olive oil and throw in the mustard seeds, feel the flutter.

Combat yourself against the charm to consume it all. Remember the doctrine of sharing. Serve Chilled.

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Korea is sprinting to become the quintessential capital in quality and economics, of the world, the destination is unknown, the goal undecided, the vision blurred. A virulent attack of impatience has taken over her and she needs to relax, contemplate and re-invent her techniques to succeed bringing her back in the bounds of prudence and patience.

The breathless struggle is of being known, of establishing an identity of oneself in this whimsical world but the stakes are very high, of exiling oneself from oneself. I did stop a guy at the Subway station, me dressed in crisp white Kurta-pyjama and questioned him about his detrimental race. With a quizzical look, spat came the reply “Everone is doing it”.

The ones who took the AOL course got a chance to look into their passionate love affair with life and other peoples greed, and debate it, if it is at the calamitous cost of divorcing oneself. What you want to become can become a reality if one peacefully dwells and walks with what you are at present. Embracing the one you are and finding the one you want to become - they walk together silently and inject colossal change with calmness.

The ceremonial red pepper sauce in her Khim chi has made her enzymatic action endeavoring and Korea needs consequential change - change from within.

Ps:- I wind up Korea this weekend when the weather has become crisp and delicious

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Have watched 5 movies in 2 days and am hungry for more All movies have been recommended by Sylvain, the french guy with whom I stay, whose movie taste tingles your senses for more. Most of them have been thrillers and he has got me addicted to them, with his fine french selection.

The movie curls around you like a snake and powerfully and mysteriously allures you into its grip and releases you into a world full of illusions which only enhances its enticement. Edward Norton is a magician illusionist who has given his best performance here, his eye contacts with the camera, his composure and his moves are magical and magnificent. His lady love, the Duchess Sophie has been separated from him since 15 years and he is back as a master magician. His powers become a peril for the Crown prince and his to-be held engagement to the beautiful Dutchess.

The Dutchess gets murdered and Inspector Uhl whose work is honed by easiness and intelligence, investigates into the powers and intentions of the magician. The illusion is a parable about what you see and what is really happening. The end is mesmerizing and is left for the audience to conclude whether the magician was an illusionist or a man possessed by darker forces. A Must Watch.

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I was just learning some words of Korean and was surprised how my mind would want to compare it with Hindi or English. It was so difficult for the mind to stand independent, alone, by itself. Learn without leaning on the crutches of the learnt. Later when I thought about it, it was so similar to the way we look at life. Our deep-rooted impressions have formed a penchant to events or an aversion towards them. An impression is a feeling. And a feeling needs to be thrown in the garbage where it belongs, to experience the newness, to experience life as it is. The misery is because we have already decided the flow chart of life, the patterns of how it should be, or how it should not be! Life is in the present, as it stands, today. Right now. Changing, all the time.

PS:- The picture I selected since it has the buds which depict the future and a flower which has faded away which is the past, but it is amazingly beautiful with the petals of the present.

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The last three days rolled away languidly yet with lightning speed. Yes it is paradoxical. It all started on a somnolent winter day with the wait at the Seoul Airport which is cut away from the city, yet at 5.00 am there were thirty rifling eyes for a glance of divinity. People from China, India, Korea, Dubai, Singapore and Russia had assembled with one mission in their hearts and minds - Guruji. The cynosure of their lives. Their lives were transformed and their convivial smiles echoed the transformation within. We waited. Doing Nothing. Shaking hands with the same people again and again and introducing useless conversations for time to elapse. For a glance. For a chance. And then it happyned. From across the sloppily shaded glass shields we all could see the white robes approaching, slow yet steady, sprirts marveled, hearts thumped and life suddenly awakened.

The arrival of Guruji is like a change in seasons where there are so many transformations in the environment. The environment of the minds had already changed with just one glance of love, that one twinkle, that one hug, and that One presence. An observation which continued till the end of His trip was that  people who do not know Him also unwind an unpretentious smile, feel the love He radiates, absorb the peace which He pierces through the facades of distressing disturbances in the world. It was real. It was all Happyning in Seoul. The wait is over

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