Deep Impact

Seems ages since i have written anything on my blog. But i write so much these days that I am almost 'wordless' to write anything on my blog.. Nevertheless.. Its a Friday evening and the thought of a long weekend than usual is nothing but relaxing. Freaks me out to the core! The reason i thought i should write this blog is because Varun would have been 27 today. Wow! I think he would even have got married or surely would have found someone! His birthday, I dread it for the sheer fact that i wont be able to cope with the memories of my darling brother, whom i miss immeasurably. At the same time i am telling myself that it is time to revel in his fond memories - the innumerable summers spent together in our years of growing up to chatting on yahoo as tech savvy teenagers. He was the only one I could share almost anything I wanted to and felt, from telling him about my first crush to how i goofed up my maths exam. Now as an adult, every major event in my life [though there is har

Well, this is my first blog, so I guess, I would go with writing about what I saw latest. So here goes… I guess what with regional or to be more specific linguistic identities getting stronger and stronger and the political scenario being what it is, it was no wonder that a movie on the current political and social turmoil in Maharashtra would be made sooner or later. Well the reason I gave this long circuitous intro was because I recently saw this Marathi film ((being a true Maharashtrian that I am) “ Mi Shivaji Raje Bhosle Boltoy”. It was a total propaganda in favour of the ‘marathi manoos’ with the protagonist imagining himself getting some much needed advice from the ultimate icon of a Maharashtrain- Chattrapati Shivaji. The king prompts the protagonist (a middle class, god fearing and sincere Marathi fellow being sniggered at by those who are largely responsible for running Mumbai- the Gujratis, Marwadis, Sindhis and Punjabis) to stand up for himself. It is a very clever movie, wh