"Only way to salvation is through the gates of Hell.."
The Godfather....what a movie by Francis Coppola!!!
something that is made memorable by acting of Marlon Brando and Al Pacino plus wonderful screenplay by Puzo and Coppola...this film has all the elements to hold someone spellbounded...
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Mumbai monsoon
when thunder rocks the earth,
when lighting flashes the sky,
when rain drops drench the body,
we know he is here...the monsoon.
Its past midnite and i can feel the coolness of wind through my room window..1st rain has always been a subject of my greatest facinations..it brings with it a whole new sensation..
the smell of first rain
spreading the aroma of a new born earth,
the sight of lightning stokes
unleashing the fury of mother nature,
the roaring thunder storms
beckoning the onset of a new season,
the touch of droplets on the skin
soothing the craving for monsoon...
It is my first monsoon in mumbai and third away from home...
when lighting flashes the sky,
when rain drops drench the body,
we know he is here...the monsoon.
Its past midnite and i can feel the coolness of wind through my room window..1st rain has always been a subject of my greatest facinations..it brings with it a whole new sensation..
the smell of first rain
spreading the aroma of a new born earth,
the sight of lightning stokes
unleashing the fury of mother nature,
the roaring thunder storms
beckoning the onset of a new season,
the touch of droplets on the skin
soothing the craving for monsoon...
It is my first monsoon in mumbai and third away from home...
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Ek sham, CST ke naam...
It's a sunday evening and as always that familiar feeling is filling my heart. This "familiar feeling" implores me to shed the languidness of the past 6 days and ignites a sense of motivation to do something new, to make a few colourful strokes in the barren canvas of life, so i decided to take a walk outside the CST station.
The sight of old bombay is a treat to the eyes. The towering silhouette of black stone built in early 18th century shades the city with a sensual colonial glory (I always wonder that the architectural beauty of these buildings impart an utopian touch to the city).
One thing that I have noticed is how navi mumbai (where i dwell) is poorly suited to the needs of those who must walk. With its public parks and congested array of buildings, it paves short walkway to the man on foot and actually enforces an ancient hierarchy which grants superiority to the mounted man over the one on foot.
To me old bombay is more democratically urban, as there are places where it is the man with four wheels who is forced to dismount and become part of the crowd...
.....to be contd!!
The sight of old bombay is a treat to the eyes. The towering silhouette of black stone built in early 18th century shades the city with a sensual colonial glory (I always wonder that the architectural beauty of these buildings impart an utopian touch to the city).
One thing that I have noticed is how navi mumbai (where i dwell) is poorly suited to the needs of those who must walk. With its public parks and congested array of buildings, it paves short walkway to the man on foot and actually enforces an ancient hierarchy which grants superiority to the mounted man over the one on foot.
To me old bombay is more democratically urban, as there are places where it is the man with four wheels who is forced to dismount and become part of the crowd...
.....to be contd!!
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