Inception!

Ideas,Perceptions and Faith!

Nope it should be -- Ideas,Perception and Belief!

(my opinion: "Faith" does not belong to this category as it has a bit of religious tone to it.)

Inception as a movie is good! I liked all the slow motion shots! reminded me of scenes from recent film "The Hurt Locker" and many more other older movies. I liked all the exotic locations , the action sequences , the pace of the movie ,the emotions ( DiCaprio trying to hold on to few of the cherished & not so cherished memories) that run through it, the paradoxes to make movie appear geeky ( Perpetually ascending staircase),the idea of layering which made it geeky , but not the idea behind the movie. Though the idea did remind of Richard Linklater's Movie "Waking life"!

What gives a idea its form?

A idea is born out of a goal or a purpose. Given a Goal or a purpose you can have flurry of Ideas , good or bad, to fulfill that goal or purpose. Goodness or Badness of the idea is the perception part of it. So to say if you want to plant a idea into some ones head first you need to plant the goal in the head. Which DiCaprio et. al. do by giving Cillian Murphy a goal i.e. to do better than his father on his own.

Goal?
But in my opinion its just not about the idea always. Whats going to bake our noodle is the goal and how badly we need to achieve it. When I say "how badly we need to achieve it" I don't mean "desperation". Rather add a tinge of detachment to the need i.e the attitude of "devil may care". Because the "desperation" exhibits the desire in us and which screws the main purpose or goal or in plain simple words we digress from the goal.

Perceptions ( e.g. good or bad, slow or fast )?

The way we perceive depends allot on the Goal or the Purpose we have, and the conditioning which we have gone through. Without these two elements perception is an abstract term for which we dont know the meaning

Belief

To quote few platitudes " believe in urself", " know thyself" No idea! :P still working on it! :)

It has to be just plain Belief!

B'day

Plight of a B'day Boy!

How does one say that its my B'day today!

What one does is talk loudly on phone so tht nearby siting or standing people can hear you talk! hear you say thanks! again and again!

Catch a person who knows its your b'day today and catch him when he is surronded by people . He invaraibly will ask for treat! you can always jhol jhal for treat. But people will wish you.

Write "thanks for all the wishes" as Facebook status if you havn't displayed your b'day date.

Write a blog about it! :p

in progress!

Eternal yet Unfinished Short Story

The hairytale!

Our story begins when price of a haircut was Rs 15/- at colony's barber shop. It was the time when a 5 rupee note was worth a Pepsi bottle and drinking Pepsi was like a treat in itself! During those times, once, there use to be a small boy! He was shy and simple and obedient but dreamy most of the times. He was a follower. Follower of instructions,rituals,orders,of gods.

The only unique thing about this boy was his hair , to be exact his haircut. His dad use to accompany him to barber's shop for couple of years and used to instruct barber to cut hair in "that " particular fashion ."that" fashion was unique in his school,he was the only one with "that " fashion. Kids never noticed. PT teacher always noticed him for "that" fashion and appreciated it . Other teachers sometimes noticed him. But boy knew "that" fashion was unique.

As time passed ,he passed classes he grew old but his haircut remained the same. Pants faded, new pants came. Jeans came & shorts expired. From T-shirts to shirts. But the barber remained the same. Same cut. Same time. But only difference was boy started seeing him-self in the mirror. Once he asked the barber to change the style. Barber did change the hairstyle, but with a smirk on his face. Boy went home and he was laughed at , he felt embarrassed. He could not gather courage to sport his new haircut to school, so he went back to barber and asked to change hairstyle back to what he thought was original. All the time thinking "they must be correct, They are elders, they must be correct".

Time went by. School was replaced by College. Home was replaced by Hostel. Parents were replaced by professors and seniors, if one realized. Friends,new friends were present. Classes were meant to sleep,to bunk. Suddenly the boy realized his hair has to grow. It was inevitable. For next four years his hair just grew with no specific plan or specific style. He smoked, smoked-up, drank, saw, read, read and read. He was a rebel.

Time still went by. College was replaced by Office,Hostel was replaced by rented apartment,professors and seniors were replaced by managers and team leads. Parents came back.Friends ,older friends and best friends existed. Boy planned to have a haircut of his own in a specific style.He worked and planned.Earned money and traveled.

Time is still going by. Now price of a haircut is Rs 50/- and he is still figuring out his haircut. Its been several years since he decided to have his own haircut, and since then he has narrowed down on his options by knowing what he doesn't want, but he is yet to decide what he wants. His experiments with his hair are on!