Wont Give it Back...

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My poetry on the thoughts and minds of Indians during the grandest national celebration, World Cup.

Beyond the pain, beyond the gain

Beyond grit, grim, sun or rain.

Beyond the win, beyond the loss.

The game goes on no matter whatever you choose

A thousand heart beating together,

Walking miles a thousand shoes.

Lift the bat, caress the ground.

Bleed blue from every wound.

Let them see we are here to win.

Pace, Yorker, swing, spin.

This 22 yards are our battle zone.

Where many a dreams have been borne.

Now the brows will sweat to reach the catch.

To set a target or chase the match.

No different color, creed, caste or pledge.

The spirit of the win we still embrace.

Till we kiss it again we will make the attack.

Cause, we won’t Give it back.

#WEWONTGIVEITBACK

Oscar-The Show and the show-stopper...

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It ends in a tone that spells the very core spirit it represents. Difference. Exquisite.From John Legend and Common belting out Selma theme to Anna Kendrick throwing a shoe. From Meryl Streep losing her 19th nom to Benedict Cumberbatch losing his first...err.Whatever that means.Neil Patrick Harris stripping to a bare minimum to... umm..aaa....no nothing comes near to it. Missed the pizza segment of the last year, by the way. Ellen are you listening?

J.K. Simmons best Actor in supporting role for Whiplash

Jullian Moore for Best Actress in a leading role in Still Alice

The awards hardly made a surprise or shock except that Best Picture and Best director were won by the same film.Innaritu for Birdman and Birdman itself. That was a small prediction gone wrong. Otherwise, Patricia Arquette and J.K. Simmons for supporting role and Redmayne and Moore for the lead roles.Redmayne losing it on the centre-stage was a beauty to watch while the not so important category winner shoo-ed away from stage by the end-music note was an eyesore. Speech wise both J.K.Simmons and Patricia Arquette caught the fancy of the world and the spectators. Intersteller was there, or atleast some of it was there. And the big excitement was the Grand Budapest Hotel by Wes Anderson, not the main category but so many otherwise. Loved it. And something I have to mention is Ida, that won on the Foreign film segment.Watch it, not only it but all of the nominations. What a spirit and duress they worked with and in.





Now for the fashion part.Lupita N'yongo in Calvin Klein and JLo in Ellie Saab caught my eye. Patricia Arquette and Emma Stone were really good in their dress selection. Men not so much variety except few like Eddie himself and Neil Patrick Harris. Ooo..Lady Gaga was there and so was Oprah. All in all it was awesome. Hope you caught it or plan to catch the highlights at 8:30p.m. today.

Lady Gaga makes way for Julia Andrews

Adios..

Oscar Eve: Are you in or are you out...

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Like the snow of the Christmas and the red of the Valentine’s the fever of the Academy awards have arrived to chill us all with its sheer glitterati and exuberance. Here as we await the 87^th Annual Academy Awards to be hosted by none other than the man, Neil Patrick Harris; let’s take a dip at the screens’ most prestigious felicitation.

In terms of brilliance and grandeur few shows over the world are at par with this one. Not to mention the celebrity list Dolby Theatre in Los Angeles, that hosts this occasion, enjoys. In terms of ‘different’ this show too comes second to none. Did you know #Oscar is tweeted more than 19 million times during the show takes place, also this year you have got no repeats i.e. no winner from last year got nominated. But if you want to know who got repeated, check this out; Bradley Cooper got third-consecutive nomination this year after Best Supporting Actor for American Hustle (2014) and Best Actor for Silver Linings Playbook (2013). Not only that, he is nominated twice per se since American Sniper has him as a producer and it bagged noms for Best Picture; CRAZY!!! Wait for it, talking of repeats, Meryl Streep bags her record 19^th nomination for Into the Woods.

But let’s now focus at the main event…and the predictions begin. With stakes getting higher  I will cut to the chase. Best Director Award has Innaritu of Birdman and Linklater of Boyhood as favorite but I favor Linklater for the sheer joy of film-making at its most creative level. Genius. Now onto Best Actor Award, its bit steep this year with list led by Eddie Redmayne of Theory of Everything followed by Michael Keaton in Birdman, Benedict Cumberbatch in The Imitation Game, Steve Carell in Foxcatcher and Bradley Cooper in The American Sniper. Now my favorite is Benedict Cumberbatch but I think the scales are going to tip this year in the favor of Eddie Redmayne. Interestingly Redmayne plays the same character Cumberbatch has already portrayed. Let’s see. Then there is Best Actress list with Felicity Jones (The Theory of Everything), Marion Cotillard (Two Days and Two Nights) Julianne Moore(Still Alice), Rosamund Pike (Gone Girl) and Reese Witherspoon (Wild). I think Julianne Moore is going to kiss the Big-O for her portrayal of an estranged mother with Alzheimer’s. Best Supporting cast for male and female is a toughie since both has lots of credible name so I am just going to name my favorites here. J.K. Simmons for Whiplash and Patricia Arquette for Boyhood. Now for the Best Picture award the nominations are American Sniper, Birdman, The theory of Everything, The Imitation Game, Selma, Whiplash and the Grand Budapest Hotel. Voila. Not 6 but 8 noms. Now, now if I may, I think the best picture award should go to Birdman/ American Sniper. I may be both wrong but I just can’t leave this two and confer Boyhood the award. I mean cut me a slack; both Birdman and American Sniper deserve a Big-O for their craft.

But that’s me. Give me thumbs up if you concur with my predictions. And don’t forget to congratulate me if my predictions come true. See you tomorrow with more Oscar buzz. Don’t forget its 5:30 am tomorrow.

Adieu!

The Common Odd Man:

I am the common odd man, the orthodox paradox of the modern society who has a smartphone with lots of apps but no use. With unlimited internet GBs but no knowledge of Cloud computing (or whatever that shit means). I am the common odd man, the one who hates the clichés of the old world dancing around trees love but cringes at the BDSM (and 50 shades of it.) The young men and women who don’t understand the theory of my living label me as an obsolete process of evolution but I am not. Neither am I a by-product of abrupt urbanization. I’m the clear offspring of the free spirit and democratic thinking this 21^st century promises.

I like a good laugh but I hate the AIB-knockout. I am for the more-power-to-youth but hate an all quarantined seat of power to them. Cause if this youth makes an app that monitors my oxygen intake, it is this youth that made some bizarre acid attacks that rocked the nation. If these youths started penniless and founded multi-million start-ups, it also webbed people and ran internet scam. I am the common odd man, and I have my flaws. But I have my suspicion too. You can judge me for my ignorance, but don’t nudge me for my innocence.

I am the common odd man and I am tired. Tired of all the prejudices that bind the society, the lack of opportunity, those confused social metaphors of life. I am part of this system and I want to have a say in this game of politics. But I want to have the power to choose NOTA too. I live in this virtual time machine that confines me to a time neither past nor future. The present seems a bit vague too. It’s almost like a conundrum. I wish for skinny jeans but hate when someone else walks up to me in them. The neon colors you flaunt makes me want them, but I judge you too. I love the perfect but hate the perfection and the grandiose process it requires. But judge me and I dare you, and I double-dare you.

It’s silly, immature and stupid but then when did I say am immaculate. Just that I am what I am. I am the common odd man. Like me..? No?....Who cares, buddy…who cares?

P.S.:My posts are infrequent and I am writing literally after a long time. Pardon me. I wish to write but this life craves more of my time  I would rather devote to my interests. Hope you would be with this Pen-o-maniac. Cause I could literally do with some good wishes and blessings. Love y'all. Peace.

Pimples to confident-Pure and Active way.

If it's anything it's not a dimple. It may sound like one but certainly the similarities end then and there. While dimples are the prized possession of the face of some (lucky!) human beings, pimples are matter-of-fact ly a pain in the ass; errr.. the face. It may be big may be small, but a pain nevertheless. And as Alia Bhatt cutely rues about the many problems a student has to face, be it study-related or heart-related; pimples play a darker and more of a lead role. It's almost like a taboo, you know it's there but you can’t touch it. Ta-da.

Plus, to make matter more worse there are several peripheral problems they bring akin. Mental problems; have you or have you not spent hours of hair-tearing minutes thinking about how people will react when they see this big blot of shame. There is social problems, how people generally react seeing your face; that neighbor girl perusing her lips at the sight to the perilous just-around the corner aunty prescribing you a churan. The long distant never-saw cousin who is in the first year of medical talking about sebaceous glands and salicylic acid… yuck. From the Uncle in the next flat who saw a show on this at a TV to the biology teacher. Everyone is a certified doctor. Then there is a cardiac problem, what if the only person who makes you feel special shivers at your horrendous sight. The thought itself gives heart attack, right?

No eating those lovely samosas to eating all those veggies that are good-for-liver (and nothing!). No going out with friends in case everyone starts asking about the recent facial reconstructions. To quit going to the tuition in case friends remember to tease (that one’s not bad actually). It’s a through-an-through nightmare. And that’s if you have not touched it. If you have, my friend…forget to RIP.

Thank god Garnier listened to the prayer of millions and brought to market this face wash. It’s not a magic potion that can make you go all Katy Perry in one day from Li’l Wayne, mind it. But it does soothe your skin and repeated uses do make them vanish as I have seen on myself. I hope that to you all too. Let the dimples go burn in hell, the Pure and Active way.