Numaish

The All India Industrial Exhibition(or Numaish as it is fondly called) is in it's 69th year now. It is an integral part of Hyderabad's culture and traders from all over India sell there merchandise here. It usually gathers
momentum some two-three weeks after start(jan 1) but the there was decent crowd today.

I always make it a point to visit atleast once, and today went with my two aunts. One thing typical about this
exhibition is that it is mostly women centred. I guess I wouldn't be far off with my assumption that almost 70% shops are selling apparel, kitchenware, handicraft, appliances, accessories etc. No stalls for boy stuff like tees and jeans.

My aunts walked slowly and stopped every now and then to check out a dress or ware, bargained and moved on. It was like they bought stuff 1 out of 5 shops visited. I don't do that. I enter. I buy. and I don't bargain.

Moving on we had some chat and drinks at an Agrawala outlet. The 'Mirchis' tasted awful, the other stuff was good though. I was eagerly looking forward to the toy lane. I remember how I used to pester Mom to take me to the toy stalls years ago, and she would always seem to 'forget' where they were! I used to buy toy guns and stuff from the stalls every time I went. Last year I bought a toy G36 machine gun and a toy mauser rifle. I was planning on buying a train set today! Not that I'm a kid or anything. I usually take them apart to make my own fun DIYs(which never actually work).

We had icecream at the Kwality Walls stall. Apparently this is a family tradition, she's had ice cream everytime, for decades. We settled down on the benches for a while.

Then my aunt said 'It's getting cold, let's go...'. Maybe it was the ice cream. Maybe she was done with her
shopping and didn't care about my stuff. I sighed, it was to be expected.

We were home by 11.

3 Idiots : Chamatkaar Hogayi!

"Life is a never ending spiral, a downward spiral infact that sucks in everything. No one is spared, everyone is going there."

I try not not expect much from bollywood movies. They have this uncanny habit of dissapointing me and cursing myself not to waste money on em again. With all the hype surrounding '3 idiots', I dismissed it as just another overrated flick that'd make me fret over the wasted tickets. The movie was not halfway through and I'd realised it was worth much much more. I was lost in the "behki hawa" like a "kati patang"

Hirani has now given us now a few more memorable characters after the iconic Munnabhai and team.

The movie starts with the 3 idiots arriving at college. Each person is different, one brings in a truckload of rings and gods to worship, the other comes in cursing away on not being able follow his dream. Rancho(Amir) fries a senior's nether regions within 5 minutes of arriving. The story is too long(and very good) for description but some scenes stayed on long after the movie finished.

And boy how I laughed. Chatur's speech was so hilarious tears rolled down my eyes and my stomach hurt.
Then the episode at Raju's house which honestly looked a bit over the top(funny nevertheless). The College
director, played by Boman irani is a man with no heart. His sadistic ways result in depression and one case of
suicide.

But like all indian movies, as the movie progresses to the end there is one long and out of place scene where
Rancho assists in Mona's delivery with Pia's assistance via webcam. Donno about others but the whole 20
minute ordeal seemed like overkill to me. Fact is I don't like massive overdoses of senti in movies. Hollywood does that without tears, screams and rotlu music.

I don't have any more issues with this movie. I know the excitement will die down with a second and third
viewing but seriosly this movie is surely not a one time affair. I'm going again for sure.

In hollywood, producers give credit to authors even when scripts differ markedly with the novels. Here Vidhu Vinod Chopra tried to 'shut up' the journos from asking questions.

Chetan Bhagat ke credit ka toh 'ba.....kaar' ho gayi !

PIXAR has done it again

'Up' is quite small a name, probably the smallest movie title ever. Contrastngly, the movie is epic.

In what might be the best movie opening ever, we're introduced to the movie's main character Fredrickson in a 20 minute poetic sequence. It is so moving infact, I read some people broke down and cried !
The unfulfilled promises, petty compromises(the money bank part) are so common in life and eveyone, child or adult will identify with them. The hopelessness of life...

Fredrickson then sets out on a mission to fulfill his wife's dream of once visiting the Paradise falls(which are modeled on the real Ange Falls) and takes the whole house with him strung with balloons, which seems improbable and funny but the beautiful script, the great picture and above all the fact that it's a children's movie made me wonder why it even crossed my mind . The antics of the little boy scout Rusell are funny and the generation divide is very aptly shown in the GPS scene.

The talking dogs kind of spoiled the fun for me but the ending scenes more than made up.

Great movie

falling apple

Google used a moving picture doodle of a falling apple in honour of Isaac Newton. It's his birthday today.

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