Kiss Kiss Bang Bang: PART II

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And then he neared her, his hands slowly moving over her body. I couldn’t raise a sound; the pain was killing me.


GOD!! SAVE HER!!

BLAST!

SON OF A BIA**H!

Don’t make a move if you need to stay alive.

Put your arms down! Surrender!

BLAST


Am I into realty? Am I into a state of self denial? The cops arrived in time. There was a big commotion all over. Putting all my strength to the weakened body, I stood up. Lifting her, we walked towards the cop’s end, dodging bullets flying in all directions.

“No! Don’t shoot at us! We are innocent!”

BLAST

BLAST

M#@$!@ F@#$!R!

She let loose my hand and I was not aware of it. After reaching into cop’s zone, I turned back to see her. She was smiling vaguely at me and did a 180* anti close wise rotation. Her back was covered with blood and she collapsed to ground.

“No… HELP!!” I screamed, and cops ran along with me towards her. The red strain was spreading fast. I threw her onto my lap.

“Wake up! Don’t die… No! No!!”

I was shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes met mine and she smiled again.

Her fingers rummaged my hair.

“L…OV…E…. YO….U… KA….R….T….H….I…C…K!”

Her eyes rolled upwards. She gave a last twitch and was still.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”


I screamed terribly. I wanted nothing more than her to call back, yet she lied silent.


THREE MONTHS LATER.


I was no more normal like before; irregular to classes, insomnia, neurotic, screams, invisible, left out, forgotten at times and many things that couldn’t be put in words. Sometimes, I behave like a normal human and the next moment I don’t know what’s happening around me and what I am doing. When I get back to normal, I could see my parent and friends with worried and traumatized expressions. What I am up to? My friends kept on telling “you are better off without her and you deserve better I know it will be hard to keep your mind off of her, but just try to distract yourself. Hang out with us, watch movies, doodle or draw. Just keep your mind busy away from her. It’s okay to be sad, but in the long run, you will find someone even better who treats you like a prince” But to all, I had only one answer- mirthless laugh.



Times I used to rip my shirt like Salman Bhai and put on the white dress, the one I wore on the night she died, walk into the streets. People were frightened thinking I had murdered someone moments before, mistaking the blood marks. I was taken into police custody thrice and thanks to my parent (producing Doctor’s Certificate), I was let off. The fourth time, Inspector Ji dropped me at my house. I can put up a slight connection with Salman Bhai, not for ripping my shirt off, but both are now WANTED.

 

My parents had enough of my nonsense. They sought advice from their friends and decided to take me to a black magician- KAANA GUMTAAZ alias KANAGU. To those who are unaware of KAANA (spell GHAANA), it is a type of Tamil song, often accompanied by the percussion of Dappan koothu. It is characterized as a fast beat song, with less emphasis on meaning, sung at a celebration. This guy is an expert in kicking the bad spirits out of innocents by singing KAANA songs. So this magician was asked to attend me as my parent felt the SPIRIT of her was inside me and he being the best necromancer in the town can cure me was their hope.

My parents left me alone inside his room. I was wearing the same white shirt. He looked at it penetratingly. And then in a loud, awful voice he started to sing


“TELL ME WHO YOU ARE? WHERE YOU ARE FROM? WHAT YOU DID?”

“Isn’t this from Back Street Boys?”

“No cross questions, you bad ghost.” And then he beat me with a long cane.

I was wailing in pain. He didn’t listen to my cries or screams and continued to assault me. In minutes, frustrated with his failed attempt in extracting details from me or tired of battering, he called my parent back. They were helpless on seeing my situation, the only thing they need is to get me cured.


“In my 15 years, I have never seen a case like this; Stubborn and Adamant.”

“Is there any way to bring him back to normal?”

“Probably and precisely, only one solution”

“What is it??”

TO BE CONTINUED

Anjana and Sathyaprakash - Raja sir should be proud of this

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Super Singer T20 has to be one of the best series in Vijay Tv's Super Singer season. The reason is you get to see all the best singers right from Season 1 and in addition, it fields both the seniors and juniors together. I already mentioned Anjana is my favorite junior contestant. If I am asked to pick from the seniors' list, without any doubt I will go for Sathyaprakash. The calmness in his voice exemplifies his character and attitude. I will never forgive Vijay Tv for not giving the title to Sathyaprakash, the candidate who deserved it clearly. And what more can I say when two of my favorite singers join together and give one of the everlasting composition of Ilayaraja - Poo Maalaiye. 

As the judge Anandh sir mentions, this will be one of the best performances of Anjana in Super Singer journey. The control in her voice at this age is really amazing. And not taking away credits from Sathyaprakash, he is at his usual exuberant personality. I hope we get to hear a lot of songs from Sathyaprakash and Anjana in future. God bless them both

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Wake Up Sid- Adorable Kid

The major success of a movie is one can relate to it a way or the other and I was instantaneously connected to Wake Up Sid at first watch. The life style of Gen Y, trying to learn life once you are out of your home, falling in love with an elderly woman ( I have a knack of it- Most of my crushes are Ek Bada Aged Love Story), night life of Mumbai ( I had been there once) are portrayed brilliantly in the movie.

The story offers nothing new but the treatment is refreshing. A spoiled rich-lad who is aimless even after his college thanks to his 'I-have-my Rich-Dad-to-spend-everything' attitude. His parent want him to do something constructive but the kid take life as it comes. Enter Aisha in Bombay to start a new life, who is ditto opposite of his; ambitious, want to be independent, matured. As the saying 'Opposite attract', Sid is drawn towards Aisha and soon they become good friends. After flunking his exams and abandoning his friends, Sid is asked either to obey or get-out by his frustrated Dad. Sid chooses the latter and goes to Aisha's house who welcomes him with warmth. Did his stay at Aisha's house teach Sid what his life? Did he fall for her? forms the rest of the film and I don’t want to reveal further as it will kill the joy.

Thumbs Up Sid:

Casting: Ranbir Kapoor and Konkana Sen are pitch perfect. Ranbir slips into the role casually with no over-acting. Konkana is the real show-stealer thanks to her natural acting and no-nonsense attitude. She is gorgeous in the movie and I can’t stop drooling at her. (Have to visit Bengal for the girls :P) Kudos to her Costume Designer. Anupham Kher and Supriya as dotting parents are good.

Cinematography: I felt I was in Bombay while watching this movie (I'm in Pune not too far off, may be one of the reason :P) The scenes- Sid-Aisha's first meeting captures the mesmeric night-life of Bombay and the climax where Sid-Aisha meet in rainy Bombay is again, a poem.

Music: Background Music is so soothing and gels into the movie's flow. the song, Iktara is the most memorable part of the movie. So romantic and I would love to listen to on a rainy day, in the balcony (Incidentally when I was watching this film it was raining here :D)

Moments: The film had its moments. Few scenes were so touching like the neighbor asking Sid to take her photos along with her boy and Sid realized about his mom. The other one is Supriya trying to learn English so that she can bond with Sid like his friends was heart-warming. Special mention to the scene where Ranbir meets his dad with the offer letter, turning matured at that moment.

Thumbs Down Sid:

Second Half: if the first half is poignant, Director falters in second half with too many predictable scenes. Parents don’t even care to know the whereabouts of their only son was irking.

Climax: Again a cheesy, predictable climax with more of a melodrama like KJ's movies. (KJ- Karan Johar for those who don’t know)

Closing Thoughts:

At kinder-garden, when someone asks how your daddy will be, the straight down answer will be comparing him with Super-Man or Super-Heroes. Once, we step into teens, super hero metamorphoses to ATM (Any-Time-Money), egoistic dictator. But we all realize the good in it as time passes by. There is a Sid inside all of us.

Wake Up Sid- Wake up Bollywood, Welcome the star 'Ranbir'

Mr. Critic 5-Star: ***.5

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang : Part I

Do you believe in Love at first sight? Only fools fall in it and I guess I’m one of them. This girl came in my life when I was in my Class XII. When others are busy in scoring marks, my mind was engaged to her. I couldn’t throw her thoughts out. I was waiting for a chance to strike a conversation with her. It was morning and only we two were the first to arrive. She was heads into the assignment and I was eyes into her.


Me: Hey, hi!

She: Hi Karthik!

Me: Do you have a pen?

She: Yeah! Take it!

(After few seconds)

Me: Oh! It’s out of ink?

She: What? Are you kidding? 

(She writes) It’s working fine yaar!

Me: Mmm... No... It doesn’t... Ok! Then can you write your phone number?

She was taken aback.

Me: Now, Take my pen! Well, (I wrote my Phone number on the paper) It works fine. Go, write your phone number. 

She laughed and I melted into it. From there our friendship started and slowly it moved to the region of love. I know she loved me too but was hesitating to reciprocate. Girls have a damn ego problem when it comes to love. So I decided to open it up on one fine evening. We were walking out of a coffee shop; our shoulders rubbing and the clouds let out few drops in anguish as drizzles.


“Do you believe in love at first sight?”

I asked her. She smiled.

“Mmm… No!”

I walked across her.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Do you believe in love at second sight? Or should I walk by again?”

“WHAT?”

“James Watt! Dumbo! Don’t give me a chance to walk across again!”

“I…”

“You Love Me! And I know it!”

We walked into an alley, this time our shoulders are given rest and our fingers are engaged in a mini battle. Gathering courage, I turned her face towards me. With the first flash of lightning, I could see her curvaceous body and my heart rose from its usual spot to somewhere near my throat. 


“You look beautiful” I muttered failing to realize what I’m speaking. My brain was paralyzed. 

“Th… Thanks!” she said awkwardly.

We were too close and I could see freckles in her cheek. 

“I… I… love you Karthik” 

I could not think. A stinging sensation was spreading through me.



She flung around my neck and kissed me full on the mouth. For a moment I was bewildered, my eyes were wide-opened, still, the next second I responded with such fervor by lifting off her feet. Nature clicked this blissful oblivion through lightning. 


“This is the Moment” 


The noise broke us apart, both pink in the face. If Dark Knight had been shot earlier, I would have suggested him for the role of JOKER. I could see his painted face in the dark and he was walking towards us. She hid behind me. Is he from the group of Moral Brigade, goanna blast us for violating traditional Indian values and kick ass us in the name of preserving Indian culture? And then he neared us, 6 feet tall and looked like a hunk, tapping his feet void the surroundings, singing loud.


Go, go, go shawty 
It's your birthday 
We gon' party like it's yo birthday 
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday


He didn’t care about us and when he crossed, I didn’t expect it. He landed a punch straight at my stomach and I dropped to my knees in pain. It was a deadly blow, sucking out my life. He continued to sing. 


And you know we don't give a fuck 
It's not your birthday!


“Hey Stop it!”


And next moment I could hear her screams louder. Three to Four men came from nowhere. I tried to stand up. Another blow; this time at my face and I was lying at floor, glasses askew, flying somewhere, red drops leaking out of my mouth. She was lying down at the other end, moaning in pain. Others joined the party in bag-punching me; the hunk still not stopped his rap. 


You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub 
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs 
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love 


And then he neared her, his hands slowly moving over her body. I couldn’t raise a sound; the pain was killing me. 


GOD!! SAVE HER!!

TO BE CONTINUED

Anjana - Super Singer Junior 3

I am not a big fan of reality shows, especially the ones that field kids. The reason, kids are exposed too much into limelight, trained to sing songs that are too much for their age, and the most irritating thing - made to cry to increase TRP's. The show 'Airtel Super Singer Junior' is no exemption from the cliched reality show pattern but one kid made me to watch the program only for her - Anjana :) She produced a lot of memorable performances but this one is close to my heart :) The song and her voice complements each other - something magical and soul stirring.

I would like to see her as a great playback singer in future and wishing her all the best