Sunday, 23 February 2014

Highway’ debuts in 449 UFO digital theatres



Mumbai, February 21, 2014: Imtiaz Ali’s ‘Highway’ starring Randeep Hooda and Alia Bhatt debuts in449 UFO digital theatres today. ‘Gunday’, which released last week, continues its reign in 719 UFO digital theatres.
Darr @ the mall’ and ‘Dee Saturday Night’ both also releasing today, screen in 623 and 91 UFO digital theatres respectively. ‘Hasee Toh Phasee’, in its third week, screens 89 UFO digital theatresrespectively.

Marathi film ‘Fandry’ screens in 152 UFO digital theatres in its second week. Telugu film ‘Yevadu’ in its seventh week screens in 81 UFO digital theatres and ‘Heart Attack’, in its fourth week, screens in 108UFO digital theatres. Telugu film ‘Pandavulu Pandavula Thummeda’ in its third week screens in 95 UFO digital theaters. Telugu dubbed film Aaha Kalyanam debuts in 84 UFO digital theatres.
Kannada film ‘Ugramm’ debuts in 71 UFO digital theatres today.

Thursday, 7 February 2013

I love you - for you will always be my little baby!!

20th April,2004.

Me and my brother were sitting around watching tv and then my parents came back from a 'visit'. They said 'Hi' to both of us and we looked back and smiled. They had a suspicious smirk on their face. Looked closely, and a head popped out of mum's hand, a head so small you had to squint to see it really! And 5 seconds later, it hit us!

OH MY GOD! That's a puppy!!

I can swear my life on that there hadn't been a moment like that in my life. He was so tiny,so small. He fit on my palm. That small! In the first 5 minutes of having him in the house, we had already started planning as to how we're gonna change the place, make it suitable for him. For Casper!
I remember barely sleeping that night out of worry that I'd get up in the morning, forget we had a dog, and step on him accidentally.
But the coming morning was one of a kind. Got up to him licking my face, nudging me...trying to jump over me. What a day that was.
Brown! Shiny fur! Naughty eyes! He barked like a little girl then. I told him that so often - "Stop crying like a little girl Casper! And fight like a boy for that chewey"!

What Casper and I had, was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I kept telling mom, "Let me be his mother! You be his grandmother" ! I felt for him like I would for my child maybe. Or more than I could ever feel for a human baby! He, I say with all my heart, will hold the position of my first born. Forever!

I miss him! I don't know what I am going to do without him! But one thing I do know! As much as I love him, I am never going to forgive him for dying on me like he did early that morning! I will not forgive him for not fighting hard enough! And I, for one, can't wait to meet him on the other side to wack him on the bum and tell him just that!

In the 21 years that I have lived, noone I have truly loved has died. I hadn't felt the pain before. But the first time I did have to come face to face with the pain was when the one person I loved more than anything in this world, more than my parents, my siblings, my friends, my life was taken away from me!

Those 8 hours of that day will be hours I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy!

With him, a part of me died. It's safe to say life won't be the same anymore! I won't be the same anymore!
The past 9 years have been all about him. I don't remember life before that. So all this is new to me. And for the record, I hate my new life!

Whoever said - "It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"  obviously didn't experience loss!

I miss touching him. I miss the feel of his fur in my hand. I miss kissing him on the cheek! I miss troubling him so much that he'd wine like a little girl. I miss him coming running to me at the sound of a crinkling wrapper. I miss him turning all NINJA on y brother every time we'd have a fight. I just.... miss him!






"I still remember the heartache like 
I'd never felt before,
With every hour that passes by
I miss you more and more,
It feels like only yesterday
I watched the stars so bright,
And a part of me died with you
On that cold and lonely night.

Now things can never be the dame
A void so deep and wide,
An empty space that can't be filled
The loss I bear inside,
Still haunts me like the bitter wind
That chills me with its spite,
And a part of me died with you
On that cold and lonely night.

How cruel to me the hand of fate
That took my love away,
And left me here to weep alone
Where age and years decay,
Your image shall not weary though
A swan cut down in flight,
And a part of me died with you
On that cold and lonely night."

                                               -Andrew Blakemore

Saturday, 29 December 2012

Note to Self : FIGHT!

I don't know her name , I don't know what she looks like but one thing I am certain about is that she, for the fighter she is (was), has as a person and more importantly as a girl made me more brave. Yes! Thousands of people are out on the street protesting but when the time comes the only and I stress on the word only, the ONLY person you can count on to stand up for you is your own self. We are known to be excellent spectators. Counting on someone else for help will only be foolish on our part. And as girls it's high time we put our foot down and beat the crap out of every single man who thinks we are objects meant to be exploited. If a guy tries to feel you up in a crowded bus, scream, shout at him. Keeping quiet and feeling embarrassed is only going to encourage them and instill more confidence in them to take their disgraceful behaviour to the next level.

Nirbhaya , Ragini, Damini - call her whatever but that brave fighter of a girl will forever and always be a survivor in my heart! She might have succumbed to her injuries but if you know the extent  to which she her body was damaged, traumatized, you'd realize that the insane fight she put up for 12 days was miraculous even for the almighty's standards. I started off thinking maybe it's better if her suffering ends and she goes to a place above and beyond the mortal world where life is more fair. But then she told her mother "Please. I want to live". That boggled my mind. The tremendous pain she was in didn't shatter her hopes for a better life, for justice. The first thing she did was ask about her friend who was attacked trying to save her. Not only was she brave but a zillion times more human than those monsters who left no stone unturned to crush her.

When my dad says come back before dark (and mind you, before dark is like 6:30pm), I can not argue anymore. On what grounds do I defend the world outside. Every time I see a stranger, or a group of men on the road, my hand automatically folds into a fist and my mind starts to stratergize possible self-defense techniques and escapes. How is it fair that I or any girl for that matter go through that? Every day in my life, every time I am out in the evening, why do my parents have to be worried for my life? This is not the life any girl 'signed up' for.

As a person I am a believer, I believe in things. But that part of me is slowly dying. I am becoming more skeptical, more cynical and I hate that I have to change myself and my life just because someone out there might just crush me, destroy me, maybe even kill me. Survival of the fittest is clearly the punchline of the world we live in and I pledge to stand up stronger than ever to anyone who tries to exploit me. Nirbhaya's death will not go in vain and nor will the suffering of the several other victims of this heinous crime. I will scream. I will shout. I will hurt. I will KILL anyone who crosses the line and line, my friend, is awfully clear now.

As for her the brave-heart who passed away this morning, well I can only hope and pray that justice is served to you. I wish life was a movie and only the bad guys died. But just when you start dreaming of a better world, life smacks you in the face with a reality check.

If that girl put up a miraculous fight and didn't survive life, the only hope is that those men and the likes out in the world don't have a shot at surviving the world for the cowards they are.



" One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die! "


- John Donne

Friday, 9 March 2012

RAHUL ..... Naam Toh Suna Hoga!!



Getting too attached to people and other things has been my biggest weakness - a weakness I find almost impossible to overcome.

The 9th of March, 2012 will be a day that will stay with me forever. In a good way? Not really. Over the past few years I have grown very fond of Indian cricket. Anyone who knows me for a very long time has most certainly seen this transition in my life from being a 'forced' cricket aviewer to being a die-hard cricket fan.

During the late 90s and the early 2000s when I had no choice but to watch the game (like almost every Indian family, I have a dad and a brother who would book the t.v almost two weeks in advance to watch India play a match, especially against Pakistan) , I'd simply sit and admire the cricketers. At the point, Ajay Jadeja was my biggest crush.

Coming back to the 9th of March of this year i.e. today, Rahul Dravid announced his retirement from domestic as well as international cricket. This news, as expected as it might have been, came as a shock to me. I remember coming across a tweet by Anand Mahindra when the legendary Dev Anand passed away. It read "As long as Dev Anand was alive, I thought I would live forever too." I have somewhat the same feelings regarding Dravid's retirement. I didn't think retirement as a concept was a possibility with Dravid. I thought he'll play as long as the game existed. Clearly, I was wrong.




I have grown up watching  Rahul Dravid, Sachin Tendulkar and Saurav Ganguly play every match like it was the most important match of their lives. I have been in awe of the three of them for ever since I can remember. Dravid's decision to retire broke my heart.

Yes! I am a huge Tendulkar fan but with Dravid, it was always beyond just being a fan. In 2004, at the Multan test that India played against Pakistan, Dravid (filling in as captain for Ganguly who was injured) decided to declare the first innings at a time when Tendulkar was at 194 not out. Not many would have the courage to do that. But Dravid, without any qualms, decided to put the team before any individual player, be it the master blaster himself.



He has forever and always been 'the wall' for the Indian team to lean on in times of trouble. The reliable , and a favourite amongst cricketers from most international sides as well, Dravid has been a stupendous player of the game. You don't need to love cricket to know what he meant to the game. In times when International cricket has been under the scanner with several cases of spot-fixing coming to light, aspiring cricketers can only take solace in the un-corrupted ways of the likes of Dravid.

Ever heard of cricket being referred to as a 'Gentleman's Game' ? Well , Dravid is the gentleman they are talking about. He personifies this image of the game. Jammy, as he is so lovingly called, is rightfully the Mr.Dependable that his contemporaries consider him to be.  As Javagal Srinath said,
              " Whenever I felt our team was in trouble, the only person I could think of to pull us out of it,was Rahul."


I, like many others, believe that had Dravid not been a part of the Tendulkar era , he would have shone like no other. Having said that, Dravid did manage to hold his own and make his mark in an era where no one could look past Sachin. In fact Sachin too went on to say," there can never ever be another Dravid. Never." I couldn't agree more.

When he decided to step down as the captain of the Indian team in 2007 post the world-cup , the headline on ndtv read - "DRAVID QUITS". I can't even begin to explain how my heart stopped that moment. I thought he had quit the game. It took a lot of explaining on the part of my dad for making me understand that he was not giving up the game but only his captaincy. At the time, I thought it was absolutely uncalled for. I didn't want him to step down. But it didn't take long before I understood that he was doing this for the team, for the country. It only made me swell with pride for being a Dravid supporter.

You don't need to know anyone personally to realize how grounded they are.  Sunil Gavaskar said in an interview that the respect Dravid recieves from every member of his team and every cricket lover is out of the fact that he is so grounded in real life. Gavaskar went on to say how he was glad Dravid showed the Sri Lankan and Australian team as much respect as to wait for the series to conclude before announcing his retirement. He didn't want to take away from their game even after India's exit from the tri-series a few days back. They don't make men like him anymore. They just can't.

Ajay Jadeja said,

              "I have learnt more about cricket and life from Rahul than I have learnt from cricket. He is indeed the best student of the game. He is an institution, one to cherish forever." 

What made me most proud were comments by some ofthe  legends of the game on what makes Dravid one of the best cricketers in the world.

Brett Lee : "If you can't get along with Rahul Dravid, you are really struggling in life."


Brian Lara : " If I have to name anyone to bat for my life, it’ll be  Rahul Dravid."


Shane Watson: " He’s probably the nicest guy – no, he is the nicest guy – that I’ve met in cricket. He’s a phenomenal man."


Sunil Gavaskar : "The fastest of deliveries is played as if it's done every day and with minimum fuss. That is Rahul Dravid for you."


Christopher Martin-Jenkins: "If a Martian were to land on earth now and be told that the best batsman in the world was playing in this match, he would think it was Rahul Dravid and not Sachin Tendulkar."

There can never be enough to say about the man. He isn't worth cricket, cricket is worth him.
Yes.. I am absolutely heartbroken and sad beyond words about his retirement. Emptiness surrounds the game. Dravid has left a void in the Indian team that can never be filled , not in a lifetime.

I don't think my saying anything will make a difference. But if it did, I'd say just one thing-

Don't leave Dravid ! Don't leave! 



Friday, 5 August 2011

Why I love McDreamy...


Of ALL the t.v series I've watched until now , there has been just one such character who has me ogling and blushing like noone's business - Mc Dreamy ( ♥ Derek Shephard ♥ ) . That's right, I love him more than I love Chandler Bing and his sense of humour (which btw is something i HATE saying.... Chandler was my dream guy for a verryyy long time). First saw him in 'Made of Honour' and then 'Enchanted' ... fell for him right then and there...but when i got hooked on to Grey's Anatomy.. OH MY GOD.... it is almost impossible for any girl to not want someone like him... with those eyes... that smile... his amazingly flawless and MUCH talked about hair...and just everything about him .... he's as perfect as a man can get. The only way I'm 'okay' not having a derek shepard is if i have Patrick Dempsey himself. He's just.... just so... just so WOW!

Patrick Dempsey... makes McDreamy come to life so beautifully. I won't be a tad bit shocked if I found out Dempsey is like Derek Shephard in real life. Noone is THAT good an actor to have EVERYONE falling in love with him , according to me. I think he is like that , perfect. In one of the episodes in Grey's , the one where Derek almost dies , I almost ( a little more than almost actually) cried and trust me , I'm not someone who cries that easily. Yep , I LOVE YOU McDreamy!! =) =)

For those who haven't watched Grey's Anatomy , WATCH IT!! It's worth it.... HE'S worth it!!!!!!!!!!

Perfection , thy name is McDreamy! ;) ♥♥♥

Friday, 10 June 2011

The Start of Something New!

Till today ... the thought of being a writer of any sorts seemed like such a boring thing to do. Not that anything has changed today... it's just that I have decided to give writing a shot. Keeping an open mind and giving myself a chance. You never know what changes your life... Maybe this will help me discover my life's calling. Maybe. Maybe Not. But I believe in believing... hence the name 'Tro på Tro' !