It is Sunday morning..... nothing happened on Saturday... rather I did nothing as usual.... I just sat with anticipation... that someone would call.... something will happen... written a blog.. went through some other blogs.... felt insignificant.. but then I know it is not the blogs... or anything else... it is me....
What is missing? that will complete it all.... my heart aches and my breath becomes heavy... as if it is not enough.... there is headache and my eyes are burning.... my nose is choking...... I know what is this all!!!!
Maharashtra: What is it now? Marathi manoos... from where I stand, it is bunch of depressed lot.. with some over enthusiastic guys crying out loud... I know that nothing is going to happen... unless we change ourselves.... no electricity, suicides of farmers, students...., people ignorant of the present condition... enjoying drinking, worst kind of politics. If you go anywhere in Maharashtra, what will you see? Flex boards with hideous photos... (truly frustrating... they even have photos of children wishing politicians on thier birthdays... ) , bars... shops selling cds.. bunch rowdy guys on with their bikes.. with mobiles... and marvaris, gujraties in shops..... The other lot.. white collar lot like me.. they know all this.. but are not interested in doing anything... they are not eagar at what they are doing... so obviously at bottom place in compitition.... other lot more sofisticated are leaving country... and trying to satisfy themselves by singing Ne majasi ne on foreign countries... it is meaningless.....
Let us what happens...
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Dexter... Post apocalypse world...
I've started watching a serial Dexter..... the serial is about serial killer ..... who kills other serial killers... right from starting it catches your attention. It's starting sequence is very .. i won't say beautiful.... it gives you feeling what is inside....
but what i really caught my attention are the monologues of Dexter... I know what he means...
that you feel all alone and you can not be yourself in front of anybody... not to your closest people also....
i like to pretend i am alone completely alone may be post apocalypse or plague....
whatever no one left to act normal for......... no need to hide who i really am ... it would be freeing.....
will have to check who dialogue writer is.....
but what i really caught my attention are the monologues of Dexter... I know what he means...
that you feel all alone and you can not be yourself in front of anybody... not to your closest people also....
i like to pretend i am alone completely alone may be post apocalypse or plague....
whatever no one left to act normal for......... no need to hide who i really am ... it would be freeing.....
will have to check who dialogue writer is.....
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