Aishwarya Rao

A smooth romantic comedy.Well made.Makes you feel light after the entire thing is over. Doesnt push you to the edge of your seat...A mild story that takes you on a long walk and brings you back home...Will Smith is charming to the truest sense of that word and sweeps you off your feet with nothing more than natural charisma...and whats more he is a date doctor...oooooo...and it cant be anything but enjoyable to watch it with Q---- well i would have written better if not for the crushing feeling caused due to hotmail deleting all my mails! and that too all my mails from Q!!! I want to bury myself along with Tutakhamen, but then i heard he is there no more...  Posted by Picasa
Aishwarya Rao

This is one of those moments when your mind races your typing speed. Thoughts rush like an army of soldiers and choke your brain. There is a stupid sensation in the middle of your throat and your eyes are bulging out like an egg about to burst open any time now. You want to hide inside your own self and cry aloud. Tears are pushed out by the raging mind as a mark of ultimate pity on your stupid self. The silence is screaming in your ears and all you wish to do is give in to the pain tearing your insides, littering your memories into the abyss. The cruelty of what is real makes you shudder and your self is consumed by the smell of your saliva. And then you want it all to end. The ultimate realization that everything till this moment has been a stupid animated dream, yes only a dream like all others and you are to this world nothing but a mere number.

Often statements that people make instantly are the ones that speak their mind. And more often you will pay your lifetimes savings not to hear them. Words and phrases that hammer into your mind, in a matter of seconds, how inconsequential you are to life in this world. How you aren't half an inch indispensable as you thought you were. Not even to the most special person in your life. And at that broken moment it comes crashing upon your thick brain that you are but alone. The nakedness of the moment might hurt but at least this time it isn�t an illusion. You, lady are here for your own good self. To love yourself and leave anything that hurts your body and mind is your duty. You will be disappointed only when you fight the order. You will hurt yourself each time you make a sacrifice for a body other than your own. You will commit a sin when you love a mind other than your own. You will perish into nothingness when that body turns around, stares in your eyes and spits on your face. Remember, you are your own armor. In the words of the mortal kind, you are your best friend.

Ouch! It hurts. Those words make me twitch. And an ugly feeling washes my entire system. I feel immobile. Paralyzed by ugly memories. Two of them. Once, when my best friend lost me for no reason, next when I lost my best friend- again for no reason. And it is difficult for me to believe I survived. Survived the nakedness. The loss of an armor I thought was eternal. The numbness of life minutes after I was torn apart. The taste of metal inside the closed walls of my mind. Smiles of my news enemies that taunted my tears. Their presence in my life, long after I was dead. Their spirits that haunted the abandoned graves of blind faith and innocent trust. And their memories transformed into dementors sucking me of all the happiness each time they glided into my mind...But I continued. Bravely. Carried on like a ghost untouched by the shots of a mortal gun. Trusting again. Turning a blind eye to the shadows behind the screens� denying the order for the hundredth time. I embraced the happy moments from my memories. Welcomed the ghosts of the past into my world, unknowingly preparing myself for a second death. Now I am too much into the water to get back to the shore. To restart the system. Too scared to break free because I am used to the dungeons now. Too weak to cut the rope. But there is a thought and the end is not far away.

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Anyone who has tried the traffic of Nungambakkam High Road, the above is a refreshing sight. A thoughtful work of celebrated photographer Sharad Haksar (winner of Cannes Silver Lion 2005). What is sad is Coca- Cola, the cool one, has sued him for a 2 million rupees for "incalculable damage to the goodwill and reputation" of the brand and hehe, has sought an apology in writing. Worse it has demanded an unconditional and immediate replacement of the hoarding.

Haksar(who is from chennai) however has gloriously declared that he has no intention of giving an apology.A careful look and his ,website www.sharadhaksar.com(a must-see) warns ---
"The pictures in this website are solely an expression of art, creativity and skill. The intension is not to demean, derogate or defame any person or thing. Any allusion to this effect is wholly unintentional. Some pictures may carry a logo that belongs to others. However, there is no intention to claim any right, copyright or benefit from the same. This work is solely an expression of creativity."

Nevertheless, looks like some serious trouble for one of them.