On dreamy wings - hey presto!

Lights, camera, action! Welcome to a whole new world. A world where the woes of reality dissolve to give way to a spectacular canvas where all is novel, where all is magnificent. In times as troubled as today, don't we all wish for a gadget that could take us to the past or the future as we desired? Say something on the lines of Ramayan's Pushpak Viman or a lift from "Back to the future"? Since the development of such a magic machine is still distant, movies, like books, seem to be a convenient source to travel to a new world.

But more than the numerous charms movies bring for the viewer, I am drawn towards the charms they hold for the maker. I remember directing a few movies in school. Its a different story that they were quite cheesy - one was a remake of the SRK hit Kuch Kuch Hota Hai but we did work hard on it and had proper rehearsals and takes. There was another one - whose name now slips me - for which we really went into meticulous reasearch. We wrote the song lyrics together, composed the music, wrote the script and the screenplay and actually enacted it. It was more on the lines of a play than a film as we couldn't afford cameras. No matter how childish, it gave me a lot of creative freedom and the mere spectacle of seeing people speak out dialogues you have written and virtually transform into their screen characters, is extremely special for me.

I am stuck into a career option totally different from things I'd like to do in reality. But these are dreams I would like to pursue someday. Life is not about restraining yourself, it is about letting yourself free. The day will surely come when I will be done pleasing the rest of the world and will please only one person - Me. Till then the dream is in the mists but I try to give it an outlet whenever I can. When I find time, I try my hand at creative writing. Currently I pen down some fictional scenes for TV shows. Nothing too highbrow, its solely for my enjoyment.
Care to have a look? See here :)

Dreams shouldn't convert into the mythical frog-of-the-well, after all. And who can tell, maybe one day will dawn when I will be free to choose and not merely adjust.

Wintry Charms

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh!"

Um hum. I might have to leave that carol aside for the meantime as there's still a good 38 days left for Christmas. But the magical season of winter is surely on its way.

I am fond of winter for more reasons than one. I love how the days get shorter and the nights longer...how it gets dark at 5 PM - around the same time when the sun shines on fiercely in summers. Mornings dawn foggy and chilly and the fog is so dense it lends the ambience a queer mystery. The bonfires and the dances, the quilts and the shawls, the reassuring winter sun and sitting out on the terrace in the afternoons, the much awaited for fried peanuts seller, the cozying up earlier at nights, the cool and scintillating winds, the sudden and freezing rain showers, the preparations for Christmas right until the D Day, the New Year and beyond...I love it all!

While Mom is off to the market to buy me a new set of stoles, I better go and tell her I want violet. Violet, I heard, is the most happening colour this season. Even otherwise, I like the certain serenity and stability that the colour represents for me. So long!