The aftermath of 127 hours

What does a person think after watching a movie like 127 hours ........ Thats it. He can think of nothing! Thats the kind of power that the movie holds. Rather, thats the kind of effect that James Franco's acting has on you. The last scene(without divulging any part of the story) leaves you wondering about so many finer aspects of life and about life in general. Who are we? What are we supposed to do? What is the right way to do things? Is it ok to be selfish? Or is being supremely selfish, another means of completely neglecting the self? Its a paradox - but a paradox which seems to consume your mind each time Franco says - "I should have left a note."

Some people might not like the movie for its gruesome scene. While some others would not be very happy about the entire premise of the movie and how its about a guy's arm trapped under a stone. But, nobody can deny that, its when such circumstances are created, that an actor's true ability comes to play. If and how he manages to keep you engrossed and enthralled, is what proves the actor's mettle.

And Franco does that amazingly well. His anguish, his pain, his misery, his acceptance of seemingly inevitable death and then his fighting back with renewed vigor, his describing his own piss as musky whiskey, his replaying of the girl taking of her top, his thinking about the love of his life - all these and more such moments are brought alive by Franco and make you identify with him. You are actually made to wonder about what would you have done had you been in his place.

And then the final scene. The way he carries out the blood curdling scene at the end of the 127 hours, how does a person decide to cut off his own hand?? How does he have the will to do such a thing? How does he manage to walk back after that? And I have been hearing of people vomiting and fainting by JUST WATCHING THE SCENE!!

The movie is a must watch by all counts. Great acting and great direction. They make you long for the next master class by Danny Boyle or James Franco.

Love by Pablo Neruda

Not written by me. But one which expresses a lot.

What's wrong with you, with us,
what's happening to us?
Ah our love is a harsh cord
that binds us wounding us
and if we want
to leave our wound,
to separate,
it makes a new knot for us and condemns us
to drain our blood and burn together.

What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
lost among a thousand mouths
that I have kissed, more beautiful,
a body just like those that have slipped
beneath my body without leaving any memory.

And how empty you went through the world
like a wheat-colored jar
without air, without sound, without substance!
I vainly sought in you
depth for my arms
that dig, without cease, beneath the earth:
beneath your skin, beneath your eyes,
nothing,
beneath your double breast scarcely raised
a current of crystalline order
that does not know why it flows singing.
Why, why, why,
my love, why?

All time low by The Wanted (amazing song!)

Praying won't do it
Hating won't do it
Drinking won't do it
Fighting won't knock you out
Of my head

Hiding won't hide it
Smiling won't hide it
Like I ain't tried it
Everyone's tried it now
And failed somehow

So when you gonna let me
When you gonna let me out - Out

And if you know
How do you get up from an all time low
I'm in pieces
Seems like peace is
The only thing I'll never know
How do you get up
Get up

‘Cos driving won't do it
Flying won't do it
Denying won't do it
Crying won't drown it out

What you said

When I'm standing on the yellow line
Waiting at the station
Or I'm late for work
A vital presentation
If you call me now girl
Without reservation
I would try to break through

But if you know
How do you get up from an all time low
I'm in pieces
It seems like peace is
The only thing I never know
How do you get up from an all time low
I can't even find a place to start
How do I choose between my head and heart
Till it ceases I never know
How do you get up from an all time low

A journey just begun

I recently joined classes for MBA coaching. It didn't hit me then that I was about to give the toughest exam in the world.
However, recently I have been witness to a few of my friends having a really tough time in their preparations. People who I consider much superior to me, when it comes to the english language, or even intelligence per se, are faring much worse than i would expect them to. And it makes me wonder whether, I even have any minute chance of succeeding in my quest.
On the one hand, I know a few people who have immense faith in my abilities. Much greater faith than I have on myself. They feel that if I put in the right effort, there shouldn't be a hurdle I cant cross. While, on the other hand, I see much more deserving people falter.
When I contemplate, I realise they aren't completely wrong, those that believe in me. I have never really stretched myself enough. Never worked so hard that I feel that I have no more energy left in me. For this once, I need to reach that limit.
Frankly, I don't think that I should be too discouraged by the results that others obtain for their efforts. I know I have it in me to achieve my aim.
It is today, I feel, that my journey has begun.

I will leave half of me behind, for us to later find,
Since you still, about it, are bereft,
If, however, we fail to do so,
You will have to make do with just whats left..

I dreamt again of you today,
Will this now happen on every day,
You overpower my every thought,
To what bittersweet end, have i been brought?

I want you more with every breath,
I want you more with every day spent,
I feel your touch, I feel your breath,
I feel you, even when I know you are not there.

That smile, a joy forever for me,
Without it, this world seems gloomy to me,
You are my life, I live through you,
With each absent day, I die without you.

I can feel the kiss, you first gave me,
A surprise, ecstatic it made me,
I remember each kiss, I have got ever since,
Each peck, each nibble, my heart it fills.

Yet, there is something, I think is amiss,
Something I want, but havent got as yet
I know you need time, all I have got, I shall give,
But when it comes, we'll get closer still.

Today as I woke up

Something I wrote just after I woke up. It lacks finishing and is crude in places. But couldnt stop myself from putting it up.

Today I woke up and grabbed beside,
Hoping, it wasn't a dream, for a while,
Where I and you were together in bed,
My arms around you, yours' holding me tight.

Oh what I would give to have you next to me,
Our paths entwined, lives a musical symphony,
With the break of dawn, I could see your peaceful face,
And I would admire its beauty till morning came.

I would remove the falling hair from your face,
Uncover your back, feel all over and embrace,
We would patiently remove the walls between us,
Each piece would disappear, nothing left in the end.

Then I would grab beside me again,
Nibble at your ears, your neck, your face,
Kiss you all over, from bottom to top,
And then we would be one, and complete this love song.