I am a die hard romantic comedies buff when it comes to movies. I dig them up from the movie libraries when I start running out on them. There is something about romantic comedies which makes you feel light and happy. A fantasy world within the realms of practicality. You can relate to the plot though knowing it is too good to be true. The sub plots of the cities, workplace, friends, home, travel are things you see in your day to day life yet the story which ravels around it is a mushy, cozy fantasy which you enjoy living for those 2 hours while you watch.
I simply loved P.S.I love you. It took my understanding for love to a different level all together. It helped me value the fact that am blessed to have my loved ones around.
Kate and Leopold is another favorite. No one does it like Meg Ryan. She is amazingly natural. And the idea of meeeting a duke from the 18th C was super cool. I can watch this one umpteenth times.
Can't miss 50 First dates here. Though its a bit too mushy and over the top, I like it for Adam Sandler. I like it for show casing that how ever much effort it takes to make life beautigul for th eone you love, its worth it in the end....
Bridget Jones needs a mention. There are thousands of women who can relate to Renee, her efforts and her after efforts to cover up the mess. It has happened for almost all of us at certain point of time.
These movies always leave a positive and nice after effect. At times they are pretty helpful to resolve a fight with my husband as they mellow me down and him too (if he watched them too) and make us feel lets patch up ya, we are being so stupid :)
My idea of a perfect Friday evening is watching a nice romantic comedy with my husband and a glass of wine...good food follows :D
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Take a Pause!!
Today...
Take a pause...
Before you begin the day yet again with the same old cereals for breakfast, same boring newspaper, wearing the same old formal clothes, same road full of traffic to office, same lift pulling you up to your same old cube facing the same old, hackenyed, boring Outlook blinking with mails and calendar full of meeting invites....
Look at the bright sun, the humming bird, the swaying trees, the playing kids, the cool breeze, life as we know it...
Call up your loved ones, mom dad, siblings, friends, spouse (if they are not with you), and say you love them a lot and glad they are there in your life, the difference they make...the happiness you feel when you get to see them...
Wear something nice and different, have something good to eat, pamper yourself, smile as you start your day, wave at your collegues before they do....praise the suboordinate
Don't wait for enjoyment to knock your door...enjoy the moment as you live it as this can be the end of life as we know it...
Take a pause...
Before you begin the day yet again with the same old cereals for breakfast, same boring newspaper, wearing the same old formal clothes, same road full of traffic to office, same lift pulling you up to your same old cube facing the same old, hackenyed, boring Outlook blinking with mails and calendar full of meeting invites....
Look at the bright sun, the humming bird, the swaying trees, the playing kids, the cool breeze, life as we know it...
Call up your loved ones, mom dad, siblings, friends, spouse (if they are not with you), and say you love them a lot and glad they are there in your life, the difference they make...the happiness you feel when you get to see them...
Wear something nice and different, have something good to eat, pamper yourself, smile as you start your day, wave at your collegues before they do....praise the suboordinate
Don't wait for enjoyment to knock your door...enjoy the moment as you live it as this can be the end of life as we know it...
Living The American Dream
Its been 5 months now since I am in the US. 5 very wierd months of my life. The American dream which was there in my mind came to reality in a very strange way. And more so after meeting the ASCDs of life here (the American Staying Confused Desis). I met so many folks of my country who are living here with or without their family and what struck me the most was that they have lost that zing which you would see in any Indian if you meet them in India. They are unsure about the right code of conduct, the right rules and the right behavior in American standards. America is a country driven by rules. You even are told to turn left if there is only a left turn possible on a road. Nothing is implicit. So you are expected to do so many things in a way which is totally different that how you would do in India. You do not have the luxury of spilling even a drop of water in your house as you cant dry it unlike the India houses where the day starts with cleaning the house with buckets full of water. You cannot do lot of pooja in the house as fire alarm can catch the smell of the incense sticks.
What I now am able to understand is why our older generation declines the offer of settling down with thier children who are working or staying in US. I really used to wonder why dont they move and adapt to the change. But now I know why. I can relate to the emptiness you develop once you are living in a country which is not your own. The race for earning as many dollars possible takes away the charm of living and enjoying the Indian lifestyle from us, the yonger generation. Even if we would not have touched the western clothes in our country and grew up wearing salwar suits and sarees, we would wear the western clothes however much uncomfortable we are in them. I cant understand why. Why can we not showcase our culture along with our talents.
I met the kids of many Indians here. Kids who cannot speak in their mother tongue, who didnot even say Hi when i met them probably because they didn't consider me cool enough. I asked them to play with me and pat came the reply, "No way, bye bye you Funny thing". I didn't know whom to blame. I felt sorry for the kids and the parents, that’ s all I could do.
But the question is where are we heading. No one wants to go back as they think they are making huge money. But is it really true. The rupee dollar parity does not say so. It is not worth what we are missing atleast. Mending a shoe costs 50 dollars here which might be just 5 bucks in India. To save an exorbitant amount, one has to live a real ordinary life here, much less in comfort than what one would back in his home country. And if you are living with your family, I don’t see it worth the effort with the expenses involved.
I want to go back to my country and I will. I believe in India Shining and I know I will have a very comfortable and luxurious life in my country. But my message to all those ASCDs would be to stop and think once, the true colors of life are back there, in your mother country. Go back before she abandons you..
What I now am able to understand is why our older generation declines the offer of settling down with thier children who are working or staying in US. I really used to wonder why dont they move and adapt to the change. But now I know why. I can relate to the emptiness you develop once you are living in a country which is not your own. The race for earning as many dollars possible takes away the charm of living and enjoying the Indian lifestyle from us, the yonger generation. Even if we would not have touched the western clothes in our country and grew up wearing salwar suits and sarees, we would wear the western clothes however much uncomfortable we are in them. I cant understand why. Why can we not showcase our culture along with our talents.
I met the kids of many Indians here. Kids who cannot speak in their mother tongue, who didnot even say Hi when i met them probably because they didn't consider me cool enough. I asked them to play with me and pat came the reply, "No way, bye bye you Funny thing". I didn't know whom to blame. I felt sorry for the kids and the parents, that’ s all I could do.
But the question is where are we heading. No one wants to go back as they think they are making huge money. But is it really true. The rupee dollar parity does not say so. It is not worth what we are missing atleast. Mending a shoe costs 50 dollars here which might be just 5 bucks in India. To save an exorbitant amount, one has to live a real ordinary life here, much less in comfort than what one would back in his home country. And if you are living with your family, I don’t see it worth the effort with the expenses involved.
I want to go back to my country and I will. I believe in India Shining and I know I will have a very comfortable and luxurious life in my country. But my message to all those ASCDs would be to stop and think once, the true colors of life are back there, in your mother country. Go back before she abandons you..
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