Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
2 States: So filmy, 2 hour read. But not so bad really. It makes you laugh atleast.
Arctic Sun: At Coffee Day. I have been craving coffee all day. This is sumptuous.
Shawshank Redemption: The best of movies. Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
2012: Visual delight. That’s about it.
Little scraps of joys. That’s what matters. Like coffee alone. Sunlight through sheer curtains. A good movie. Little drops of rain. Phone call from friends. Blogging.
Happy is now.
Monday, November 02, 2009
It was a futile taxi ride to Gandhi market at Sion. It’s closed on Mondays. So, with a vengeance I rode the bus to Kalbadevi. The 86 takes you through some quaint parts of Mumbai. (Yes, parts of Mumbai are very, very quaint, especially around Hughes Road)
I was warned it would be dirty, crowded, old and dingy. Well, it was all of those, but a playground for kitsch. It’s not a Chandni Chowk but it comes close. Kalbadevi, Chira Road, Abdul Rehman Street, Bhuleshwar Road. Parsi Dairy on Princess Street. But I wish I had a guide to show me around the old landmarks. It's too big and complicated to explore alone and on feet.
Mangaldas market is where you get loads of fabrics, all sorts and types. You can mix this crepe, match that brocade, cut this lace, sew some beads in. Thank God they don’t accept cards for small orders. I would have spent my all.
It is these markets that I really like. Chatuchak, Mirabellplatz, Greenwich, Chandni Chowk and now Mangaldas.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
This is a play version of a 1999 Spanish drama film written and directed by Pedro Almodóvar. It deals with complex issues such as AIDS, transvestitism, faith, relationships and existentialism. In fact, you name the issue and it has a mention.
Agrado, as the quirky and witty transsexual prostitute is astoundingly good, so funnily raunchy he had us in splits – (but who was he?). Also, exceptional is Ratna Pathak Shah as Huma and her last monologue where she describes the death of her son – the very recall gives me the goosebumps.
But star of the day was Naseeruddin Shah (in the audience). A black silk shirt and trousers. Head full of white curly hair. He looked quite the dandy.
Do you have it too? I know I do. So often....