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Scribble....</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/twnw" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-5400013925039984276</id><published>2009-05-25T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:17:23.205-07:00</updated><title type="text">Favorite Indian pop songs</title><content type="html">Last week, I came across some old Indian pop song videos on youtube which made me very very nostalgic. Ofcourse, we don't have a pop culture but during 90's some songs really made it to the top and made us believe that by the next decade we will have a parallel music industry with private music albums. Sadly, the pop songs in 2000's was only limited to the re-mixes of the old music or if there are some really good pop songs in the last few years, probably I am not in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent an entire Saturday just browsing through various videos of 90's and boy..I am surprised. There are a lot of memories and thanks to youtube, I could find those very rare gems which I never thought I could find them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top 10 favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) Choodi jo Khanke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreed, this is a girly song. But it was a sensation at that time and Richa is one of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UztR8dXwN3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UztR8dXwN3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) Nigori kaisi jawani hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably from the late 80's if I am not mistaken. One of the very early pop songs that I could remember. Ila arun became a household name for such songs after this one and since this was before cable TV, parents did not have an option to switch the channels when this song was on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rGCdomRj1gI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rGCdomRj1gI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) Dooba Dooba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song took it's time to catch up with people as it was too slow but when it did catch up, people were in love with the tune and video. The video had stunning visuals for it's time and too bad that this group (silkroute) did not come up with any other good songs later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IloH8iq5htw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IloH8iq5htw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Afreen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;I distinctly remember one shot where Lisa ray, in the hot sun and in a desert, wearing skimpy clothes pours sand on herself. That was too much to handle for any teenager and the haunting music and the voice of Nusrat fateh ali Khan made Lisa ray look even sexier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEUwXluEd0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEUwXluEd0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Pyaar ho gaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was in my third year of engineering when I saw this. Sitting in my room in the lazy evenings with nothing to do, I remember watching this song over and over again whenever it played on the V channel. I remember my friend used to like this song very much but I hated this song initially but later on just fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/etsh4wN1EiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/etsh4wN1EiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Made in India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, this song has to make it's way into the list. Probably, the most iconic song of the Indian pop albums, this song must have inspired a many to venture into the pop world. I have never seen people actually buying the cassettes of a pop album in this magnitude neither before nor after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7qyLjbDI7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7qyLjbDI7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Sayonee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that this was a Pakistani song and I haven't understood the lyrics when I initially heard it and I don't understand most of it even now. But, this is intense. I can certainly feel the angst and the theme of the song and that's what matters. I fell in love madly with the song for it's sheer intensity and I think I was probably 16 or 17 then.  As I did not know the band name of these guys, I couldn't find this song for years. Thanks to youtube, here it is now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GONiLbKSX3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GONiLbKSX3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Ho gayi hai mohabbat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down this is the most beautifully shot &amp;amp; probably the best romantic Indian pop song ever.&lt;br /&gt;The quality of youtube does not do justice for Santosh sivan's photography.&lt;br /&gt;Watching this song years later made my day and made me want to fall in love. Imagine what it would have done to the teenagers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXpWOKwkgVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXpWOKwkgVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) O Sanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard and watched this song I felt that this guy must have seriously lost someone he loved in his life. This song felt so real and painful that I couldn't imagine someone just composing this song without having to feel those emotions in real life. Every image of the song, be it the women in burkhas or the guy on the camel leaving his wife in a desert, has a story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFWjpYbLTjc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFWjpYbLTjc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Paree hoon main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my earliest memories. I think this song made it to the scene even before we owned a TV in our home. I remember watching the song in our neighbour's home and the song used to scare me every time I saw it. The black and white images of the young girl and slow motion shots and the haunting music on the top of it just made the perfect song that I couldn't make out what it meant at my tender age. But I understood that the teacher was trying to seduce the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunita rao in an interview said that they didn't know what they were doing when they wrote/composed/shot this song and in all her life no matter how much effort she would put in she can never recreate that magic. I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrczh5m9uB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrczh5m9uB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-5400013925039984276?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5400013925039984276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=5400013925039984276" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5400013925039984276" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5400013925039984276" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite-indian-pop-songs.html" title="Favorite Indian pop songs" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-8693372562933980522</id><published>2009-04-12T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:37:32.100-07:00</updated><title type="text">A ray of hope</title><content type="html">I never voted in my life and I never intended to do so either. Like most of the people of my generation, I never cared enough about the current affairs, elections and politicians. I am very much into my own life and my problems and I have very little interest in what happens in assembly and parliament. The reason why me and many of us are so indifferent towards politics in general has probably got to do with our own natures but another major factor for this attitude, in my opinion, lies with the politics itself. The way our leaders talk and fight and way they make no sense at all has probably convinced all of us that no matter which political party gets the power, there will be no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I closely followed the final phase of elections in United states between Mc Cain and Obama. By the time the election date came closer, I became a fan of Obama and I sincerely wished to have a right to vote in this country, which I never felt in my own country. Till then, I used to think that the indifference in me towards the current affairs in my country had to do with me and entirely me. But then I realised that, in addition to my nature, a nation's politicial system, it's media, and the way the players respect the public and more importantly themselves plays an important role in creating interest in its people. I also felt saddened by the fact that I could never come to like any one in my country like the way I felt about Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I came to know about Loksatta. Though, I heard about JP Narayan and watched some of his speeches, I did not know about the party itself. I can sense that this man is pure and whatever he is saying, he is saying it from the bottom of his heart. This, I have never seen in either in CBN or YSR and I can never ever expect that from Chiranjeevi. More than being pure and honest, the important thing  for a politician is to be strong, clear in his thoughts, resonable and not emotional. This last aspect is clearly missing in all of the current politicians. Reason always takes the backseat and emotion, which is a dangerous thing, unfortunately is pulling the crowds.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe people always get the government that they deserve. We always complain about the politicians whenever we see something grossly wrong happening in the society. We conveniently forget our role in putting those people there. But most of the times, we have no option and we need to choose the lesser evil among the options available. Now, we do have an option, not just a normal option but glaringly different and clearly the best among all of the politicians. Something tells me that we will just ignore it and go back to choosing one of the other three and then start complaining again. This is not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can understand when an uneducated or uninformed person votes for either CBN or YSR for favoring his caste/family etc and others voting for Chiranjeevi, who take him literally to his filmy roles. But, when an educated/working class person fails to even recognize a party like Loksatta, that is not pardonable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best things that I liked in Jay prakash narayan's speeches:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is the first AP politician that I ever heard who acknowledged the fact that government is neither a ruling authority nor a servant to the public. It is a collection of representatives of the people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He did not promise any freebies like color tv's or 2 Rs rice. I always thought 2 Rs rice was a very very mean policy. Recently, I watched a video of NTR announcing the 2 Rs rice scheme to the public. There are two ways to interpret it. If you are die hard fan of NTR, you will probably be overwhelmed by his kindness. But on the other hand, he is not supposed to be KING who rules and provides gifts/freebies to his submissive public. We forget that it is his job to make sure that there does not arise a situation where people cannot spend more than 2 Rs for rice. We don't need to be grateful for such an act. I haven't seen any one remotely making that argument and acknowledge the fact that instead of giving freebies the job of the govt is to improve the life styles of people so that they don't need to be dependent on such schemes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The idea of having hundreds of towns and cities in our state was the most radical and probably the best I have ever heard. Today, any body who is into IT or any other high paying job has to leave his town or city and head back to hyderabad, the only city in our entire state for such opportunities. That is a shame. In any other developed country, you will hundreds of cities where you can work in almost any industry you aspire to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No donations from a political candidate whatsoever. Donations come from the public who are interested in his policies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less talk on what others did not do and more on what his party will do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-8693372562933980522?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/8693372562933980522/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=8693372562933980522" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/8693372562933980522" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/8693372562933980522" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/04/ray-of-hope.html" title="A ray of hope" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-6647163905983288971</id><published>2009-04-06T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:38:34.641-07:00</updated><title type="text">George Carlin</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life is a comedy to those who think and a tragedy to those who feel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that streak of joy when you listen to somebody who puts your deepest feelings into sentences in the best way possible ? To me, George Carlin is that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an old celebrity dies, it is customary to say that the world will sorely miss him, though we know for a fact that the person has nothing else to add to his career. George Carlin is a real exception to this case. When George died at 71, in addition to being sad, I felt very disappointed and a bit angry that I would have to live with the same videos that I watch over and over for the rest of my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike most of the celebrities, George got better and better with time and he produced his best stuff when he got closer to death. I became interested in watching stand up comedies few years ago and started following some comedians and then I watched one video of George talking about religion and that was about it. I could no longer watch any other comedian. Most of the comedians narrate some funny incidents or in great detail explain about sex to get their laughs. But the real comedy of life can only be found in the miseries of daily life and society. I haven't seen anyone else who can make a comedy out of tragedies as good as George Carlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The early career of George to my surprise was not that impressive. He got better and wiser with age and by the time he was in 50's, his comedy tackled with serious issues like war, religion, society and the hypocrisy of Amercia and it's culture. In my opinion, he is one such person which every society needs who can tell them bluntly about their deepest fears, insecurities as clearly as one can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching some of his videos, I used to find a strange sense of relief. Because, I think a lot about those issues in the same way he speaks but could never find the right words to put it across. Sometimes,  you cannot express that opinion in public as it is politically incorrect to do so. Let me give some examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boring People&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"God...People are fucking boring. People are just fucking boring."&lt;/span&gt; --George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to friend's homes for dinner parties and their kid's birthday parties, etc. I could never understand the fun in it. We exchange pleasantries and then they serve us the dinner and we have a very formal chat safely avoiding any issue that can cause a disagreement and discuss about our boring lives, which usually linger around your car, salary, boss at work and your kids (which I am least bothered about). I find the whole exercise and the people boring. On the other hand, I love discussing or just listening to someone who can make me feel alive. Talk about music, movies, books, politics or relationships. But nobody talks about it the way it is as we belong in a society and admitting that you have no interest in listening to other person's adventures/misadventures in life is boring to you. I found George discussing the same in many of his videos, of course he made it funny as hell. Here is one link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyWsFfd9pqE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyWsFfd9pqE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit in Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bullshit is the glue that binds us as the nation".&lt;/span&gt; ----George&lt;br /&gt;Being a kid, we believe in everything we are told. Growing up, we start questioning some things but unfortunately accept many things at face value as we are told so by some authentic sources, which could be parents, religious leaders, political figures, celebrities or the media. Religious gurus tell us we should live life with content and be always thankful to god. Political leaders assure us that they are there to help us whenever in need. Media wants to us listen to them as they are sources of truth and corporations guide us in what to buy and what not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you start thinking about the things surrounding us, I bet you will sense that bullshit is everywhere and we grow up with so much bullshit around us that we fail to notice it when it right in front of us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some videos of George on bullshit in America ( I think it applies everywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxQlTS6_IME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxQlTS6_IME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mh8M_14tGiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Religion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Religion is the all time champion of the false promises and exaggarated claims"&lt;/span&gt; --George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very modest about my religious beliefs since childhood like most of the people. Our parents and elders tell us to pray to the god whenever in doubt and we meekly submit ourselves. Though I never prayed consciously, I did not take the entire God and religion stuff seriously as I thought I did not have enough wisdom to think and understood such things. But slowly, I started realizing things and understood the fact that the most of the people are like me and they wouldn't have the understanding about these things as well. Religion could be a total mind control. I turned athiest gradually and started reading/listening to people who handled this issue with reason. I found Richard Dawkins, Christopher hitchens ,Bill maher and some youtube vloggers to be very enlightening speakers on these issues. But, one video of George Carlin made me forget everybody else. The above mentioned people wrote hard bound books, made documentaries and movies explaining how harmful religion could be. But nobody explained what religion actually is like way George did...It is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MeSSwKffj9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MeSSwKffj9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkRYaMiP4K8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkRYaMiP4K8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9FKOVFyd3nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9FKOVFyd3nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching the above videos it is quite understable if one feels that George is a very cynical person and to a degree he might even have some sort of hatred towards mankind in general. Not true. I think, we need to be some what cynical in the current state of society if you want to cut through the bullshit and see the real nature of things. That does not mean we need to stone hearted. I always thought George had a very soft side as well and my doubts confirmed when I read the following excerpt of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George loved his wife and he wrote this when she died....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up to O tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. W e plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt; -- George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-6647163905983288971?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6647163905983288971/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=6647163905983288971" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6647163905983288971" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6647163905983288971" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/04/george-carlin.html" title="George Carlin" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-4056233060399970271</id><published>2009-03-09T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:30:58.879-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="black friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hussain s zaidi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book" /><title type="text">Black Friday - The book</title><content type="html">This has to be one of the most interesting books ever. I am not a very quick reader and it usually takes me a month, on an average, to complete a book and I completed reading this book in a single day. It was that hard to put it down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched the movie a couple of months ago and ordered the book right away on amazon. I was around 12 years old when the bombay blasts took place and as a kid I did not pay any attention towards this issue . Growing up, I came to know about the Babri masjid demolition and Dawood's hand in the entire operation of these blasts. However, as any normal citizen my knowledge on this issue and about Bombay underworld was very very limited. Media focusses on the issues that they think public would be interested in and that's what we finally come to listen and care about. But, in the grand scheme of things, the news that usually makes headlines in newspapers can be actually very irrelevant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The author has spent around 4 years in his research for completing this book and I am not surprised. It was very hard to keep track of all the names &amp;amp; places in the book. Half way through, I gave up on this effort and tried to follow only the important players. More than 600 people were questioned during the interrogations and nearly 175 people were directly involved in the planning of the blasts. While reading the book, I felt a deep respect and admiration towards the Bombay police and the CBI and and at times the book also made me feel ashamed of some of the people we have in these departments. From the time since these blast occurred and 1998, nearly 76000 people were booked under TADA. Anybody and everybody who was even remotely connected to this operation, that means you could a friend of friend of somebody who knew somebody who was connected to the operation,  landed in the jail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie, in my opinion, spent a lot of footage on Badshah Khan and his experiences after the blast and this in the book was confined to very few pages. The entire episode of Sanjay dutt did not make it into the film and rightly so. It is funny how the media focussed their attention on such a silly issue when there were so many important events going on at that time. The chapter dedicated to bollywood made me sympathetic towards Sanjay and his family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The author interviewed several people from CBI, Bombay police, Bollywood and several other people directly or indirectly connected to this operation and in most cases, he reconfirmed what he found with another source. The few pages dedicated to Dawood to me was the most interesting. I googled Dawood several times before and I never came up with any more information that what I already knew. This book, though it is very few pages, provided some interesting info on him, his hobbies and his fall out with Chota rajan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ram gopal varma, on his blog, mentioned about a man called Hanif Kadawala who he met at a producer's house in 1999. Hanif who had links with underworld apparently told RGV about how Chota rajan still respects Dawood even though both of them want to kill each other. This gave RGV the idea for his movie, Company. As I was very interested in knowing about underworld, I googled Hanif kadawala but could not find much information. While reading the book, when I came across this guy's name, it gave me goose bumps. However he was a small fish in the operation and he did not have any role with the actual bomb blast. But still he had to pay for his involvement with Dawood with his life. In 2001, when Chota rajan came out of Dawood's gang both the parties killed several people in each other's territory though they had very little to do with anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are even remotely interested to find some facts about the 1993 blasts don't miss this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-4056233060399970271?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4056233060399970271/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=4056233060399970271" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4056233060399970271" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4056233060399970271" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/03/black-friday-book.html" title="Black Friday - The book" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-4859486262779849787</id><published>2009-02-21T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:24:04.795-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a wednesday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hindi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="black friday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jaane tu ya  jaane naa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horror movies B grade stephen king" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bollywood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="johnny gaddar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rahman" /><title type="text">Movies watched recently (bollywood)</title><content type="html">Even after reading and listening to so many good things about some movies in Bollywood, I have been a skeptic and I tried my best to avoid watching any Hindi movie when I am at a friend's home for dinner. The last movie that I saw in a theater after reading a raving review from Taran Adarsh was Krishh. I hated that movie and hated the review even more. I thought if that movie received a 4 star rating, then I don't need to read any more reviews and nor pay attention to what people say about hindi movies. I had this feeling that all the new directors in hindi were very pretentious and were trying to make their movies look artistic and intelligent when they clearly weren't. The pretentious attitude in a movie, to me, is unbearable. On any given day, I can watch a B grade soft porn malayali movie than a movie which tries too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently while browsing through Netflix I saw several hindi  movies that were available and I queued a few of them just to take another chance and boy...am I surprised. Here are a few that I really, really liked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: I read the reviews and some people, with whom I normally disagree when it comes to their opinions on movies, told me that this movie was brialliant and as usually, I said I will definetly remember to watch the movie when I can and of course I ignored them. After finding it on Netflix, I queued it up and I watched it last weeek. I don't think I need to add anything more than what has been written about it already. It was brilliant. I especially loved the dialogues at the end of the movie by Nasser. A great actor indeed and the way he delivered the lines without making it sound preachy was simply awesome. (4/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Friday&lt;/span&gt;: I remember watching a few minutes of black friday long time ago on youtube or some other website and was immediatly bored. I thought Anurag was much better writer than a director and here he was trying too much. My Mistake. I watched the entire movie recently but this time on  a big screen tv and an original DVD. The movie is nearly 3 hours long and my only complaint is that it was too short. I did not want the movie to end and I wanted to know more about the characters of Dawood, tiger menon and the attitudes, life styles of all the people involved in this tragedy. For someone like me who does not pay attention to the current affairs and politics in India, this movie was enlightening. The role of Pakistani's ISI in the bomb blasts was a real shocker.&lt;br /&gt;There is a chase scene midway through the movie that was shot in Dharavi's slums which incidentally inspired Danny boyle for a similar scene in Slumdog millionare. Though Slumdog's scene was shot with better production values, the scene in Black friday looked more natural. Bombay is a world in itself and there is no other movie (except Satya) which evokes that feeling in a better way than this one. (4.5/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Gaddar&lt;/span&gt;: I liked Sriram Raghavan's earlier movie "Ek hasina thi" and I thought he was a very competent filmmaker. I knew that Johnny Gaddar would be good but did not expect it to be this good. This is really some serious first class stuff. I am sucker for film noirs and I never expected bollywood to come up with a good one. I think Mumbai is the ideal city for a setup on  a film noir but unfortunately our major filmmakers project a completely incorrect version of the city. The movie had everything I love about crime thrillers. Double crosses, twists and turns, promiscuity, affairs with the wrong women etc.. This movie made me change my opinion on the new wave in bollywood and I am going to watch all the good ones that I missed in the past few years. (5/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaane Tu yaa Jaane naa&lt;/span&gt;: The way this movie started made me roll my eyes in disappointment . But it won me over in no time. The movie opens up with a scene where a group of friends are driving to the airport and the newbie in the group is a insensitive bitch. She does not believe in romance and life long relationships. So they start narrating a story to her to contradict her opinions. Now....at this point ...you know what is going to happen. We would see an U turn in her opinions and by the time the movie ends we know that she will be transformed into a believer in relations. This is the point you say to yourself..."Come on ..not again.."... but to my surprise, though the movie ends the way you expected it, you will be laughing with the movie but not at it. Every generation needs a coming of age love story and I think this is the one for this generation. Qayamat se qayamat tak did that for 80's and DDLJ did it for 90's. I don't think this movie was as good as them...but it was certainly very sweet and mature enough for it's content. Rahman's music was a great plus and that is no surprise. Genelia was really sweet unlike in her telugu movies where her dubbed voice gets on your nerves. (4/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the bollywood movies that I have lined up in my queue and let me know if you guys have any recommendations :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Phoonk ( I love RGV and no matter how bad his movies are.. I will continue watching them)&lt;br /&gt;2) Oye lucky lucky oye&lt;br /&gt;3) DEV d&lt;br /&gt;4) Hazooron khawashiyen aisi&lt;br /&gt;5) Blue umbrella&lt;br /&gt;6) Masoom (the old one)&lt;br /&gt;7) Aamir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-4859486262779849787?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4859486262779849787/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=4859486262779849787" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4859486262779849787" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4859486262779849787" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/02/movies-watched-recently-bollywood.html" title="Movies watched recently (bollywood)" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-2839213202056229783</id><published>2009-01-26T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:53:46.288-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resolutions" /><title type="text">New year resolutions</title><content type="html">I hate new year celebrations but the last few weeks of the ending of an year brings a hope in me, an excuse to jot down some resolutions and start a new life which I always keep postponing and deep in the heart knowing that I will not keep any of the promises. Well, last December was no different and I planned to write about my resolutions, "Stop procrastinating" being the top priority and ironically, I am posting this 26 days too late. So, excluding that, here are my resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Gain weight : This one is long long long due. Have been skinny all my life and failed on completing this thing almost every year. If I stick to the plan...Apr 2009 should be the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Blog more: Realized that this is the best way to dump the ideas/emotions/fears in my head. Should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Read more: I wonder why it is that the most rewarding things in life are the tough ones to start. B0oks are rewarding than movies and good old movies are more rewarding than any of the new ones. But it is tough task to actually open a book and start the process of reading and the easiest thing to do is to watch some silly videos on youtube which you regret later. I hate why the best things always have to be so tough. Goal: make a habit of reading atleast 50 pages per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stop fooling around on internet and getting the work done: Have been lagging behind on many assignments and now I am famous for not turning up with results by time in office. It's high time to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A Better photographer: Has been a dream since long time. Already decided on the gear. Come February, get some good books on this and start shooting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Save some money for the big trip: Have never been a spendthrift but just start getting a little cautious on this ...Time for a dream since I came to this country to be realized...Bringing mom &amp;amp; dad to USA for a few months.. They have never been out of country, actually never been out of state until last year. I am so glad that I could show them some important places in India. More on this later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Make a firm decision:  The big question: USA or India. I love to live in this country but it comes with a hefty price of living far away from parents when they need me the most and being a stranger to my brother's kids. I almost cried when I had to leave them while coming back from last year's India trip.. Already missing a lot in this aspect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Keep in touch with old friends: I have been so lucky to find some great friends during my engineering and Masters. Too bad that I have lost touch with most of them and I have no news on what is going on with my best friend from engineering.. Sad that I felt uncomfortable talking to him on the phone last time I called him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Movies ofcourse: This promise I know I will keep for sure. Already made a list on some great american and foreign old movies that I wanted to watch for quite some time now. I am back with Netflix (more on this later) again...Yay ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-2839213202056229783?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2839213202056229783/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=2839213202056229783" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2839213202056229783" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2839213202056229783" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolutions.html" title="New year resolutions" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-2867736952271474289</id><published>2009-01-16T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:35:50.271-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marraige" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fears" /><title type="text">Fears of commitment</title><content type="html">I am at a very crucial stage in my life and to put it mildly the way I feel everyday, I have to say I am scared shit less. The reason: I am 27 and my dad is anxious to get me married ASAP and I don't want to. The reasons for why I don't want to is something I tried to explain to my dad only to find  that it is an impossible task to make him or for that matter anybody else understand what I feel about such things. So, I have been trying hard to put my feelings on paper .. let's see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What about feelings, emotions??&lt;br /&gt;We take several decisions in life and we reach the final decision by considering all the rational possibilities of pros and cons. However, when it comes to things like who we want to get married, love and make our friends, I always thought we don't take a conscious decision by weighing the pros and cons of the person but it just happens and your heart tells you what to do. For instance, we don't ask what caste a person is and what their family background and social status is before making anybody our friend. We know that is very cruel and that is the whole point why I detest the very idea of an arranged marriage. The marriage broker has a checklist of things (caste, jobs, family background, educational background) and person who has passed all these checks, per our parents and society, is a deserving candidate. So, two people who have same qualifications and who draw the same salary and are from the same caste, they are then equally qualified to be somebody's bride? Doesn't something sound really wrong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this because most of my friends and me are very similar when you compare our qualifications and yet each one of us is a world apart when it comes to ideas/feelings/personalities/emotions etc. Aren't these the criteria that you look for when you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody and we know that it is not the case when you actually think about it in a scenario of a typical arranged marriage. You hardly get to know the person before you tie the knot and anybody who thinks otherwise is fooling themselves. A couple of phone calls cannot make you understand a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea and process that goes behind an arranged wedding kills the romance between a man and a woman and marriage, to me ,is the final nail in the coffin to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was asked to say Yes or no to marry a girl who is from our family but who I never interacted with. My dad's logic that since she is from the same family and brought up the same way that I was, we should be a perfect match for each other. That sounded outright stupid to me and I convinced myself that since my dad is a little old school and considering his view of the world and his generation's ideas, it is not really surprising that he thinks that way. What really irritates me is when people of my age group talk this way. I cannot control my seething anger in situations like those. Of course, I said No but I was left very disappointed and every day since then, I feel dejected about the fact that I could not make my father understand why I really rejected that match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Security &amp;amp; Expectations&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am typing this, a colleague stopped by my desk and he is worried about the all hands meeting that is scheduled for next week. Rumor is that our company will be laying off several employees and many people here are a little scared. Honestly, I am a little worried about it too but not nearly as much when compared to the others. Not because I am a brave person (which I am not) but because of the fact that I am not liable to anybody but myself if I don't have a job and if don't make enough money. I was indeed planning on spending 2 weeks just chilling out if we ever get laid off and then start looking for the next project. But till that happens, I am not a least bit worried about it. But will it be the same, if I was in a relationship, worse an "arranged relationship"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if your spouse expects that you always have a well paying job and not be lazy sitting around  watching movies ? People say that you should really love people for what they really are, but what if your spouse is not that person? They don't really care for this criteria when checking off the list of things you need in your spouse, do they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Being Strangers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I have been just ranting over and over with some petty issues which stems from my fear of commitment but the most scary thing for me in a marriage is that I could be a complete stranger to my spouse even after living together for decades. I see this happening in many families and this could be the biggest tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger Ebert, a favorite film critic of mine, in one of reviews said, "Don't ever marry a person who does not share the same tastes in movies as you." I think he was pretty serious when he said it. Though it sounds funny, I think it is true.  I find many people with whom I cannot discuss certain movies, books and ideas. Not that I am belittling anybody's emotional ranges but it's just that you cannot connect with some people no matter how long you know or live with them. For instance, out of thousands of acquaintances and friends I made through out my life, there are only two people with whom I can really have a discussions when I am really sad or happy. I think it is true for most of the people as well. Each of us have very very friends with whom you can share your deepest fears and feelings. So, I wonder what the possibility of finding such a person is. This is my greatest fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-2867736952271474289?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2867736952271474289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=2867736952271474289" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2867736952271474289" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2867736952271474289" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2009/01/fears-of-commitment.html" title="Fears of commitment" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-338796465633426667</id><published>2008-10-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:07:52.069-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream kishan kakarla" /><title type="text">Wierd dream(s)</title><content type="html">I don't know if dreams are supposed to make some sense or not but everyone of us knows how weird and crazy they can be. I never tried to analyze any dream of  mine and even if I did I never found any answers on why I had a dream like that. The main reason for this being that I forget what the dream was about as soon as I wake up. I know that some people have this super natural ability of remembering dreams for so long that they narrate it in great detail the following morning. My retention time is pretty short, actually really really short, like 30 seconds once I wake up. However, once in a blue moon I will have this really demented dream that I would remember a little longer, like say..till 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up from this demented dream and I tried really hard re-collecting what it was about for the next 3 minutes. There were actually 3 episodes (dreams often occur in episodes, like a twilight zone series) in this dream of which I could remember only 2. But suddenly, in a flash of second, I remembered what that missing episode was. Anyway, here they are and my analysis on probabilities of why I had this dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 1: My un-eventful wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream: It's my wedding on 19th. I don't know which month and which year it is but strangely, only the date and 19th is nearing by. I did not invite anybody, not even the closest of my friends. It was not a deliberate decision but because I did not think it was that important and nor I was excited about the wedding day. Me and my parents were unaware of the approaching date and we almost forgot the wedding date (the way we sometimes forget our birthdates till that very date) and only on 19th morning did we realize that it was my wedding date. So, in a great hurry, the preparations began. We got a call from the bride's home that they will be arriving by evening, as the wedding was in our place. I started getting all dressed up and I was neither excited nor depressed, but just indifferent to the entire process and very very tense about how I should reveal this rude surprise to my close friends that I got married without informing/inviting any one of them and pissed at myself and my parents that we forgot my wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were ready for the show by evening and when the muhurtam time came, we realized that there were no guests, not a single soul. We were shocked and finally made a decision to post-pone the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis: I never gave a serious thought to marriage till now or should I say, I gave so much serious thought to it that I convinced myself that marriage is not for me. The reasons for this will take a whole new blog (sometime soon). Anyway, the point is that I have been trying to avoid my marraige and in my last trip to India, I had a very tough time convinincing my parents on canceling a marriage proposal they brought to my attention. I assured them that I will get married but the time is not now. In every one of my phone call to India, my dad somehow tries to bring this topic into the discussion and I always find a way to avoid it. And I have this strong gut feeling that if I get married just for my parent's sake, it is going to be a disaster. But, I don't spend too much time thinking about this topic in my daily life. Probably, the few minutes of my phone call to India revolves on this topic and I forget it immediatly. So, there must be something lurking in my sub-consious mind that unleashes in the form of this dream. Was the dream seconding my gut feeling that my marriage will be a disaster?? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 2: The nosy neighbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream : I was in my small and little home in Vijayawada with a friend. It's actually a joint complex of 4 homes where I lived all my life. We live in the first portion and rented the other poritions to families. Apparently, we sold our house to this guy and now we are living in what used to be our home by paying rent to him. Anyway, I don't know who this guy is but my friend told me that he is a very nosy guy and he wants to know everything that goes on in everyone's personal lives. We were playing , is it caromboard or chess I don't remember, and we thought it would be good idea to close all the doors, windows so that he would not hear us. We were just talking about some stuff and I realized that the back door was slightly ajar and there was a guy standing behind. I immediatly realized it must be the owner though I have never seen him. Since even he knows that I don't know him, I thought it won't be problem if I yell at him. I yelled and he left and I closed the door. We resumed our chat and now this guy was peeking from the side window. I got furious and yelled at him again. Then he came in and told us that he was just wondering if we needed anything to drink or eat. He also warned that we are loud to which I got very angry and disgusted. This used to be my home for god's sake. He called his wife, who came with her little daughter who could not be more than 3 years old but all dressed up in a school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed that she had no legs. Her mom called me and requested my help in pulling her leg. I said "What" and then she lifted her daughter by the shoulders and told me that her legs are inside her body. I saw them and it was a very weird sight. Her legs were stored inside her body and once we started pulling them, they came out and then she started walking. The lady then brought us some iced tea with whipped cream (Yes, it is weird).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis: We still own our home. It's only in my dream that we sold it to this unknown guy. But the thing is that we are in a financial limbo, where we might have to sell our home to meet some other needs. I always opposed my father in his decision of selling the home and tried to find some money in meeting the goals. The reason being that I love that home though it is of no use to us now. I lived all my life there and all my memories of childhood and early adulthood are tied to that home. This is the place I want to stay in during my last days.&lt;br /&gt;So, is the dream an indication that we should not be selling our home? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 3: Tryst with Tarantino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The dream:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Again, it's in Vijayawada and it is near Urvashi center. I was driving in a car (though I never drove one in real life) and was trying to find a place to park. I happened to see the people in the other car in the parking lot. They were Quentin tarantino, Oliver Stone and one guy, let's call him G, from our office. I thought they must be there for the premiere of W. I don't know why but I felt a combination of a great excitement of seeing QT and jealousy on seeing them with this guy called G. G would not know squat about movies and what QT and Oliver stone mean to movies. If there's anybody who should be hanging out with them, it should be me. Anyway, QT gets out of the car and I give him a smile and he returns it. I go near him and offering a hand shake and I tell him " I am a big fan of yours" like every other guy who meets a celebrity and CUT..Time to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analysis: I am huge huge huge fan of QT and to an extent I like works of Oliver stone, whose "Natural born Killers" is my all time favorite. I always wondered on what I should say when I meet QT as there are so many things I want to ask him and so many things I want to tell him about how his body of work has impacted me. The reason being that I now live very close to hollywood and I often to go to these theatres where this a good chance of celebrity spottings. QT being a regular to those theatres, there is also a good chance of bumping into him.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I think about what I should say when I meet him, I am usually left with a feeling of despair. If I say something cliched like "I am a big fan of yours", I will be treated like every other guy who saw his movies.&lt;br /&gt;Also, QT and Oliver stone don't see eye to eye as they had a big fight over natural born killers. But I love both of them and often wondered what it would be like if they get back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part I am still concerned about this episode is, what has Mr G got to do anything with this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-338796465633426667?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/338796465633426667/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=338796465633426667" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/338796465633426667" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/338796465633426667" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/10/wierd-dreams.html" title="Wierd dream(s)" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-4696816136875634297</id><published>2008-09-21T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:36:38.793-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rgv" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ram gopal varma" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="varma" /><title type="text">My best history lesson</title><content type="html">I watched "Shiva" when I was 9 years old and till this date that's my most memorable movie experience. I did not know who Ram gopal varma was as I was too young to care about who the director of any movie was. Later, down the years I came to know about his movies but very little about him. Ramu was my most favorite director along with Maniratnam in those days. I formed a mental picture about what this guy was like through his movie. But in those days, as there weren't any TV channels and as I had no access to any film magazines, I never read any interview of his except from listening to some people saying that he is a very arrogant person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the advent of internet, I think in 1999 I came across this fansite for RGV and for the first time I read some of his interviews. I was shocked on reading some of them as RGV from those interviews turned out to be very different from what I imagined. Even till today, after reading/watching hundreds of interviews of him, I still get those shocks. I think that is most unique trait of the maverick Ram gopal Varma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fascination with most of the actors, directors dies out after knowing everything there is know about them (professional and personal). Infact, most of them are very normal and uninteresting and there is very little that is worth knowing, especially the big ones. Probably, this is why I still follow every interview of RGV with a great interest. I never get to understand him and just when I think I am getting closer, RGV says something that will make you wonder if you know him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has been most common about this man is that he talks very little about his personal life. I am not interested in personal lives of any celebrities but RGV is an exception. I used to read interviews of every actor/technician/writer who has ever worked with RGV with a hope that they will reveal something about this man that I don't get to know directly from his interviews. The most curious aspect of RGV's career to me was how a guy with no practical expereince in any department of cinema and with no friends/relatives in that field got a chance to direct a movie, that too in telugu where the issues like family, caste and experience matter a lot. I never really got a concrete answer to that question from anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sigh of relief. After 16 years, the wait is finally over. The man never ceases to amaze me. RGV in his blog started writing about his first break and reading about the behind the scenes of  "Shiva" is the best history lesson (if history is the right word) ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for more from RGV......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-4696816136875634297?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4696816136875634297/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=4696816136875634297" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4696816136875634297" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4696816136875634297" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-best-history-lesson.html" title="My best history lesson" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-3689591119341506695</id><published>2008-09-02T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:43:01.485-07:00</updated><title type="text">The Golden triangle tour</title><content type="html">I did not step my foot out of my home state Andhra pradesh till I was 18. Even at 18, I went outside AP only for a day to Chennai to get my visa for USA. I distinclty remember that during my second grade in Kendriya Vidyalaya, our Social Studies text book had a separate chapter for each Indian State. I used to love that book and especially the pictures in it. My personal favorite was Qutub Minar. I don't know why, but I used to think that Qutub Minar was the tallest construction ever and I used to dream about it. Any way, years passed but I never got a chance to visit those places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast, after I grew up and started making my living out here in USA, I roamed around the world and visited a lot of places. But my parents (especially my mother. Dad atleast roams the city) never got a chance to see the world outside our home. So, I planned this North India trip last year and this year during my India trip, we did it. So, here is my Travelogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starting Point: Vijayawada, Andhra Pradesh:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked our travel package with Southern Travels, Vijayawada. Looks like this organization is very famous with most of the South Indians (especially telugu people). They charged a very minimal amount, in my opinion, for the actual trip but very unfair amount on the hotel stay. The people at the hotel were very indifferent and rude as well, (more on this later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a train (GT) from Vijayawada to Delhi and as per our Railways, it's a Superfast express. The train and calling it a Superfast express is a big joke. I would have reached Delhi faster if I started out on my bike. Thought the journey was pretty slow, I got a chance to take a closer look at many villages, small towns of my India. I almost felt ashamed of not travelling and not knowing my own country. Maharastra was vast , wild and wonderful. I think we passed through a national reserve during our journey. I got to see some wild animals and many many many monkeys in this region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train finally reached Delhi nearly after 27-30 hours. After getting to the hotel (only after 2 hours of waiting did we get a room, which we reserved a week ago) and getting freshed up, we took a local tour with some local travel agency. The fare was Rs 120 per person and in my opinion that's a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Delhi Tour in 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The guy who took us in to the bus was very dishelved and shouted at us in hindi for being late. I thought he was a spare driver or the cleaner of the bus. Surprisingly after the bus started, he took the mike in his hand and started speaking, " Good morning , 'the' ladies and 'the' gentlemen. Welcome to the New Delhi tour". I was taken aback. This guy was our guide and to my surprise ,he spoke understandable english if not good and was very knowledgable in his area. Our first stop was at Laxmi Narayan temple in Mandir Marg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birlas have built a lot of temples all over India but I think this was the best among what I have seen so far. It was very spacious and peaceful, except for some local guys running around foreigners. Unfortunately no photography was allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the temple, we were asked to board the bus on the other side of the raod. There was a subway that we took to get to the other side and it's the single most horrible experience of the entire journey. The subway stinked of urine, piss and god knows what...the smell was unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mandir Marg, we stopped at the Indira Gandhi memorial. This place was formerly the home for our late PM Mrs. Indira Gandhi and her family. After her death, they made it into a musuem. The museum had a lot , really a lot of pictures of her and her family. Also were some of her personal stuff, her favorite books, clothes e.t.c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the clothes Mrs Gandhi wore on her day of assasination was a little creepy and so was the place where she was shot down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0231.jpg" alt="Clothes worn by Indira Gandhi on her day of death" height="450" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0264.jpg" alt="The last steps of Indira Gandhi" height="533" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the museum, the next stop was near the Parliament house and President's house. As per our guide, tourists were not allowed near the Parliament house. So, we had to stop nearly a couple of hundred meters away from it and just take a look. This part of the city was really good looking wide wide roads and disciplined traffic. This makes me wonder when we really have the intelligence and the resources to build such roads, why can't our govt apply the same model to the whole city. Because, outside this region and except for some wealthy areas, the rest of Delhi was really really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0191.jpg" alt="Parliament house " height="450" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, our guide showed the residence of Sonia Gandhi and Manmohan Singh while driving. We could not stop at these locations for the obvious reasons. Next was "India Gate". I still don't know (even after the grueling lectures from school and after even more grueling lecture by our guide) the difference between India Gate and Gateway of India (in Mumbai) and what they stand for for. Anyway, the architecture and the locale were very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0220.jpg" alt="India Gate" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for lunch and here is the interesting part with the travel agencies. During this entire trip of 3 days, they take us to specific location for lunches/dinners which according to them is the best place in the town. They would not let us eat else where. Obviously, they have a commision from the restaurant owners. I don't have a problem with that but what I have a problem with is paying Rs 60 for a single plate of Idly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I was told we will be visiting Qutub Minar. I got goose bumps after seeing the Minar even from a half kilometer. I loved this sight even more than Taj Mahal. Somehow, Qutub minar was my childhood favorite and seeing it for real made me immensely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0301.jpg" alt="The Majestic Qutub Minar" height="666" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly remember the history surrounding the Qutub Minar but the area was some sort of fort for one of the local kings. I used to think that Qutub Minar by itself would be an isolated construction in a desolated area. Not true. There were lot of Mughal forts just near the Minar and it was really breathtaking. The detail of the stone carvings was mind boggling. Here's one snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0290.jpg" alt="Qutub Minar" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0298.jpg" alt="Fort near Qutub Minar" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were already very tired and did not even have the energy to wait in line to get into the Lotus temple. The line was just too long. So, we just saw the temple from the outside. Ofcourse, it was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0324.jpg" alt="Lotus temple" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final stop of our Local Delhi tour was Raj Ghat, Mahatma Gandhi's memorial. After looking at sprawling acres of just vacant land I would be convinced if somebody was to claim that half of Delhi's area belongs to family of Gandhi's funerals, homes, memorials and museums. No offense to any Gandhi (whom I respect and revere) but when thousands of people are homeless in that very city, I thought it made no sense in having hundreds of acres for a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0334.jpg" alt="Mahatma's funeral" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove through Shakthi Sthal after this but our guide did not make a stop as it was already dark and this concluded our Delhi Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Two: Jaipur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a night's stay in Delhi, we had to start at 6:00 am in the morning for the next destination Jaipur. When people used to say that Delhi, agra , Jaipur are not that far from each other , I used to think that the distance between each place would be nearly 50 to 70 km. I was surprised to learn that it's nearly 300 km during my trip. Anyway, we reached Jaipur at Lunch time and the first tourist spot was Amber Fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per our guide, the city was built around 9th century and after Muslim invasion some of the hindu constructions were demolished to make way for mosques. Still, there are some hindu constructions (note this, from 9th century) left untouched in this vicinity. We took a Jeep to get to the top of the Amber Fort and the sight of the town from the top of the fort was breath taking. Mughals indeed knew how to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0343.jpg" alt="Near Amber Fort" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0391.jpg" alt="Amber fort" height="450" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an iliterate of Mughal history but my dad is an expert in it. He devoured history books during his teenage years and can narrate the story as movie director would. He was really fascinated with the tour and that made my tour worth it. I too was bowled over by the ancient construction but after the hours of guided tour, I can't really remember which building is what and who constructed it. So, instead of misquoting the locations, I will just insert the pictures for the ones that I am not aware of what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0402.jpg" alt="Kitchen" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0406.jpg" alt="Jodha bai's palace" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0418.jpg" alt="Jal mahal" height="450" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The construction in above picture is Jal mahal. We were told we cannot stop at this location as the water really stinks. Tourism board has done less than impressive job in preserving this monument. Looks like it is going to get a make over. http://www.rediff.com/money/2007/sep/29spec1.htm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0433.jpg" alt="Hawamahal" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is Hawa Mahal. In addition to Delhi's Qutub minar, Hawa mahal used to be another favorite of mine during my school days. The way I pictured it during my schooldays and the way the Mahal is actually located are strikingly different. I used to think Hawa mahal was some sort of fort and would be located far far from the actual city. However, the fact is that it is not actually a Mahal but just a facade built for the royal women to watch the proceedings on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0437.jpg" alt="Jantar Mantar" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different tastes. I loved Qutub Minar and my father's favorite was Jaipur fort. My mother liked the obvious, Taj mahal and it was my brother who went crazy after knowing Jantar Mantar. It was indeed incredible that in those days, centuries ago, our ancestors developed methods to calculate time right down to a second with such tools. Not just time, there were several constructions in this place which were used to draw astronomical charts, to find the birth signs of any individual, instruments that were used to name a person e.t.c. Most of the instruments you will get to see in this locations use a single tool to calculate everything : shadows from the sun rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3: Fathehpur Sikri, Agra and Mathura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After spending the night in Jaipur, we had to start at 3:00 am on the following day as there was a long day ahead. Fathehpur Sikri before lunch and Taj mahal after it. Mathura in the evening and return to Delhi by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not get enough time to stroll and look around Fathehpur Sikri as our guide rushed us. The better option is to go on a 5 day tour instead like our 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0490.jpg" alt="Fathehpur" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kishankakarla.sulekha.com/mstore/kishankakarla/albums/default/IMG_0610.jpg" alt="Taj Mahal" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taj Mahal is indeed a beauty and looking at it I forgot all the monuments that I visited on the tour. It is unbelievable to think that Shahjahan even dreamt of constructing such a beauty in those years and it is difficult to even imagine what the construction workers had to go  through in realizing his dream. Apparently, Shah jahan had a proposal to build another Taj mahal (in black) and even laid the foundation for it but even before he could start the construction, he was arrested by his own son (Aurangazeb) and was imprisoned in his own fort, where he eventually died. A romantic story indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Agra, we headed back home to Delhi and on the way was Mathura, the birth place of Lord Krishna. The place gave me goosebumps because of the Hindu-Muslim sensitiveness of the area. The area was invaded by some Muslims some centuries ago and they have built some mosques near by. So, all you see in this area are hindu temples surrounded by mosques. One can imagine the tension whenever a hindu-muslim riot should be triggered in a place like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concluded our Golden triangle tour and the following day our flight back to hyderabad was at 3:00 pm. We planned to visit Aksharwadam temple before hitting the airport but unfortunately it rained very hard and we had to cancel our plans. For my mom and dad, it was their first time boarding a flight and I loved accompanying them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-3689591119341506695?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3689591119341506695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=3689591119341506695" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3689591119341506695" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3689591119341506695" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/09/golden-triangle-tour.html" title="The Golden triangle tour" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-4645682756996697724</id><published>2008-06-30T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:30.736-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="juno" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diablo cody" /><title type="text">Diablo ... You are AWESOME....</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SGnH3K4ufSI/AAAAAAAAArY/ge19LVwCfMk/s1600-h/SSPX0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SGnH3K4ufSI/AAAAAAAAArY/ge19LVwCfMk/s320/SSPX0123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217921393914445090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have met Diablo Cody in person just hours ago and I am pinching myself to make sure this indeed happened. If I could choose to meet any 3 people in the world, Diablo would have topped that list along with Judd apatow and Quentin Tarantino. After watching Juno, her interviews and reading her blog, I was completely taken over and I became a big fan of her writing and more importantly, herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is probably the most daring, frank and interesting woman you would ever get to see and I am pissed at myself that I didn't have the nerve to prolong the conversation with her. I know everybody says the same thing when they meet a celebrity that they were very down to earth and friendly. I don't want to sound like a cliche, but Diablo was really cool and down to earth and that was certainly not a put-on to pretend that she was simple. She came to the theatre like everybody else, parked the car on the street and walked straight into the theatre. She is a regular at the New beverly theatre and knows the names of all the staff members of the theatre. There were no formal introductions and QandA sessions. She lighted up a cigarette and sat on the platform near the screen and narrated her experiences in other countries where she promoted the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before getting ready to go to the theatre, I was a bit hesitant as I already watched the movie once on the big screen, rented once from blockbuster and then bought the DVD and watched it twice after that. I thought I would probably be bored. Boy, how wrong was I? I did not look at the watch even once during the show (which I normally do for every movie) and there was not a single boring time, not even for the 6th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were not many people who came to the event but every body roared and applauded when Diablo's name appeared on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Diablo is going to be present for the rest of the festival and I hope I will get to talk to her again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-4645682756996697724?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/4645682756996697724/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=4645682756996697724" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4645682756996697724" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/4645682756996697724" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/06/diablo-you-are-awesome.html" title="Diablo ... You are AWESOME...." /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SGnH3K4ufSI/AAAAAAAAArY/ge19LVwCfMk/s72-c/SSPX0123.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-6297309944840137788</id><published>2008-06-19T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:30.905-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hollywood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cassandra's dream" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horror movies B grade stephen king" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="woody allen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title type="text">Cassandra's dream</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFoQEgBRaII/AAAAAAAAArQ/KJvf39_BZzg/s1600-h/cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFoQEgBRaII/AAAAAAAAArQ/KJvf39_BZzg/s320/cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213497188135561346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like other Woody Allen' s movie in the same genre, Cassandra's dream has an ending that will not be digested by the majority, as it ends on a note which is not only against to the expectations of the audience but also against the code of karma, that most of us believe in. I don't want to give away the ending of the movie but just want to give an idea about the world that this movie lives in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be this not as good as the other movies that belong to the same style from Woody allen, but it is definitely not bad as most of the reviews that I read about this one. The other movies that I am talking about are "Crimes and misdemeanors" and "Match point", which are certainly much better than this one. Let me give out an outline on all these movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie has a central character or characters in this case, who get an entangled in an financial/personal issue and in order to get out of it unscathed, they have take an extreme action, may be taking a human life. The common factor in all the three movies is that the central character is not a monster. He is just another human being who is selfish like most of us are. He commits the crime and later repents like you would expect from any other person who is not completely stone hearted. The same theme in the hands of a lesser director would have been about the way the crime is committed, reducing the movie to a normal hollywood thriller. But Woody allen makes it much more interesting. It is not about the way the crime is committed but how the central character comes to terms with life after he commits that crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not chased by the law. He family doesn't have a clue that he murdered a person. The only thing he needs to face is himself and his conscience. Will this crime haunt him for the rest of his life or will he continue leading the rest of his life peacefully as if nothing has ever happened??  I don't want to sound like the guy who writes the movie descriptions on the back of the DVD cover, but these are precise questions that these movies made me think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best one of the three in my opinion is "Crimes and misdemeanors" and this movie might be the weakest. Weak, only because of 3-4 scenes that are utterly unconvincing. Apart  from that , the movie is quite good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-6297309944840137788?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6297309944840137788/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=6297309944840137788" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6297309944840137788" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6297309944840137788" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/06/cassandras-dream.html" title="Cassandra's dream" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFoQEgBRaII/AAAAAAAAArQ/KJvf39_BZzg/s72-c/cd.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-6386839403457546145</id><published>2008-06-18T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:54:49.690-07:00</updated><title type="text">My photo blog</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In spite of my zeal to blog regularly, I end up averaging less than a post for a month. It's just not because I am lazy (which is definitely one of the reasons) but also because my thoughts vaporize by the time I sit front of the computer to type up something. I found something which does not require much thought but which is equally, if not more, interesting, A photo blog. I discovered this great website, &lt;a href="http://www.eyefetch.com"&gt;www.eyefetch.com&lt;/a&gt; some 2-3 years ago and was dreaming to open my account there. Finally, I did and I started my own photo blog. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you somehow miraculously land on this page, please visit my photo blog, &lt;a href="http://kishankakarla.eyefetch.com"&gt;http://kishankakarla.eyefetch.com&lt;/a&gt; and leave a comment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I find it an interesting and engaging hobby. I hope I don't loose my interest. I need to buy the gear now. A camera and a pair of lens. Researched a bit on google and now I am stuck between Nikon D40 or Nikon D40X or Canon EOS Rebel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let's see how it goes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-6386839403457546145?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/6386839403457546145/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=6386839403457546145" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6386839403457546145" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/6386839403457546145" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-photo-blog.html" title="My photo blog" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-646674119021752466</id><published>2008-06-16T01:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:31.123-08:00</updated><title type="text">Grand canyon</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFYfv4A8mAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eGIzE9rfNNk/s1600-h/IMG_3767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFYfv4A8mAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eGIzE9rfNNk/s320/IMG_3767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212388526078597122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-646674119021752466?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/646674119021752466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=646674119021752466" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/646674119021752466" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/646674119021752466" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/06/grand-canyon.html" title="Grand canyon" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/SFYfv4A8mAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eGIzE9rfNNk/s72-c/IMG_3767.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-2095031834326866979</id><published>2008-04-14T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:02:36.508-07:00</updated><title type="text">Shoot 'em Up - The real senseless fun</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAP-q69lReI/AAAAAAAAAo8/BVgcGDhtt3Y/shoot-em-up%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="shoot-em-up" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAP-q69lRfI/AAAAAAAAApE/HS7GJSJsaOA/shoot-em-up_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" width="166" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I never really understood the phrase &amp;quot;senseless fun&amp;quot; and when some critics (especially on rediff.com) say that we should leave our brains at our home while watching so and so movie. I often felt insulted when critics use those phrases and honestly, I don't want to leave my brains at home when watching any movie. Also, most of the movies, in fact all of bollywood movies don't belong in that genre. They are not the &amp;quot;senseless fun&amp;quot; movies as the filmmakers say they are but are simply &amp;quot;senseless&amp;quot;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the real &amp;quot;senseless fun&amp;quot; if there is one. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here, the filmmakers know exactly what they are doing and when things go crazy, I mean really crazy, we know that we need to laugh with the movie as opposed to laugh at it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is no point in knowing the story of the movie, as there isn't any and even if there is one, the movie twists and turns it in so many weird ways that you need to pinch yourself to believe what you are seeing. All you need to know is that Clive Owen is the good guy who is trying to rescue a new born baby from the baddie played by Paul giamatti. And yes, there is hot girl played by none other than sexy Monica Bellucci. His weapons - the usual guns and a carrot. Yes, a carrot does a lot of things in this movie and you have to see it to believe it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I cannot compare this movie to the anything I have seen before. The closest one that comes to my mind is &amp;quot;Transporter 2&amp;quot; which had a few scenes similar to this one. But it was not even half as much fun as this one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For a brief period of time, I got a little tired of watching movies and postponed my hobby for several weeks now. I am glad that I started my usual schedule with this movie. I liked it so much that I showed it to a couple of friends the very next day and I sat through the entire thing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One friend who knew what the movie was all about enjoyed it and the other one was confused on whether this was a comedy or a serious action movie. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My rating : 3.75/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-2095031834326866979?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2095031834326866979/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=2095031834326866979" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2095031834326866979" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2095031834326866979" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/shoot-up-real-senseless-fun.html" title="Shoot &amp;#39;em Up - The real senseless fun" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-2254461465467837587</id><published>2008-04-14T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:17:19.558-07:00</updated><title type="text">New on DVD-Enchanted</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAP0Da9lRcI/AAAAAAAAAos/O1O4gwmyNq8/Enchanted_unofficial%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Enchanted_unofficial" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAP0D69lRdI/AAAAAAAAAo0/J0z4V52pJ_M/Enchanted_unofficial_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" width="166" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Movies like Enchanted are my current favorites. I am not sure how to explain when I say, &amp;quot;movies like Enchanted&amp;quot;. They are the movies where there is parallel universe in addition to the one we know and live in. There is happiness, self-satisfaction and not to mention magic and things which cannot be explained by rational thought in that parallel world. Adults do not believe in that world but kids do. Other great movies that belong in this genres are Harry potter series, Spiderman, Ratatouille , to mention a few.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The very idea of the movie, where a princess from another land is pushed into empty and lonely city of New York, itself is enchanting and in addition to that we have the lovely Amy Adams in the leading role. I loved her in her previous film &amp;quot;Junebug&amp;quot; where she played an innocent country girl. She is again brilliant in her new role and we believe her in every scene that she is as innocent as she appears to be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The first 15-20 minutes of the movie is shot in animated format where we learn that the princess is looking forward for her dream Prince to come and take her into his arms. She sings about her dream lover and when the dream lover finally arrives to marry her, his step mother comes into the picture. She cannot let her marry his step son as she would loose her crown. So, she throws the Princess down the abyss of a well to the other end of which is a man-hole right in the downtown of current day's New York.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Princess is alone in the New York city and she is found by an handsome young man who allows her to sleep in his apartment for the night. The young man is realist, rationalist and does not believe in tales where people live happily ever after. As expected, he takes her to be a mentally challenged girl and helps her with money, clothes and some advice on practical life. However, he loves the innocence in the girl and eventually falls in love. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Susan Sarandon plays the evil step mother and she does make an evil entrance as needed by the film. Her sidekick is the British actor who played the role of Peter Pettigrew in Harry potter. He is just the perfect cast for the role.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The movie is rated at 97% on the tomatameter and it certainly does deserve that rating. After watching this movie, I am waiting for the next movie in this genre of parallel universe. Needless to say, this movie ends where all the characters will live happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My rating : 5/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-2254461465467837587?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/2254461465467837587/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=2254461465467837587" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2254461465467837587" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/2254461465467837587" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-on-dvd-enchanted.html" title="New on DVD-Enchanted" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-3156139281471433617</id><published>2008-04-14T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:41:32.234-07:00</updated><title type="text">New on DVD - The Mist</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAPrq69lRaI/AAAAAAAAAoc/72CkfRg-jhg/The_Mist_poster%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="The_Mist_poster" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kakarla.kishan/SAPrq69lRbI/AAAAAAAAAok/_yXqYH0I5sI/The_Mist_poster_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg" width="168" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing special. I had to skip here and there and fast forward the movie (mostly during the second half) and felt the movie would have been better if it was at least 20 minutes shorter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is another typical Stephen King story set yet again in a small town in Maine, where everybody knows everybody.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apart from being a typical King's story, this is a typical monster movie as well and that is the bad part. The movie is very good till the monster attacks start and once it does it is almost a cliche, almost. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This time the set up is in a local grocery store where all the characters in town are stuck and have to deal with one another to get out of the situation safely. The most interesting character in the movie is played by Marcia gay haden as a devoted Catholic. She feels that it is the Judgement day and manages to convince a majority of the people in her beliefs and if needed she will even not hesitate to kill the non-believers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ending of the movie is very sad and reminded me of &amp;quot;Storm of the century&amp;quot;, another King's novel about a monster attack in a small town (yes, again in Maine).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I cannot quite recommend this movie but it is fun at times and boring/routine most of the time. There is one scene that I absolutely loved and almost applauded. I will not reveal the suspense but I can give you a hint. It has to got to with the crazy Catholic woman.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My rating : 3/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-3156139281471433617?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3156139281471433617/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=3156139281471433617" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3156139281471433617" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3156139281471433617" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-on-dvd-mist.html" title="New on DVD - The Mist" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-3440404410330197337</id><published>2008-04-10T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:25:44.829-07:00</updated><title type="text">Grindhouse - Don't!</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/f7W_sMFoyMs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/f7W_sMFoyMs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the faux trailers for Grindhouse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-3440404410330197337?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/3440404410330197337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=3440404410330197337" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3440404410330197337" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/3440404410330197337" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/04/grindhouse-don.html" title="Grindhouse - Don&amp;#39;t!" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-7892094164669523736</id><published>2008-03-27T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:31.286-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="red road" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scotland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thriller" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horror movies B grade stephen king" /><title type="text">A decent Scottish thriller</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/R-w_61Dl4NI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hnRwFRp9UrM/s1600-h/redroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/R-w_61Dl4NI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hnRwFRp9UrM/s320/redroad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182587551103705298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Red Road&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; is a Scottish thriller which I had to see with subtitles, as the language in the movie was very hard to follow. The movie is about a middle aged lonely Scottish woman of whom we know nothing about except what she does for a living. Her job is to monitor the spy cameras, which apparently are placed at every nook and corner of the little town where she lives. Most of the time she just stares at the monitors, zooms in and out on a few people and then just observes life on the street. She does not have a personal life and when she needs physical intimacy, she will just have sex with her colleague in his car, without any emotional feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day on her job, she finds this person on the TV monitor and she immediately identifies him. He is a criminal who was jailed a few years ago and he should not be on the streets. She later finds out that he was released from the jail on the account of good behavior. She is not happy and she starts to monitor his every action on camera. After finding out his daily activities, one day she just shows up at a party in his house and meets him. These scenes were filmed in mysterious and eerie way that it keeps us on the edge and makes us wonder what her intentions are. Her intentions are not revealed till the end when I got to know them, I was slightly disappointed. The movie would have been just great if her motivations weren't explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about the movie is that it never goes for cheap thrills. There is very little background score unlike regular &lt;st1:place&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt; movies which feel the need to give emotional cues on where the audience should feel sad, thrilled, etc. On the whole, the movie is very engaging and is recommended. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-7892094164669523736?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/7892094164669523736/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=7892094164669523736" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/7892094164669523736" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/7892094164669523736" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/03/decent-scottish-thriller.html" title="A decent Scottish thriller" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/R-w_61Dl4NI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hnRwFRp9UrM/s72-c/redroad.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-146946091572688180</id><published>2008-03-26T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:51:48.046-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short stories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horror movies B grade stephen king" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adaptations" /><title type="text">Movies based on Stephen King's novels/shortstories</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies based on Stephen King's novels/shortstories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="para"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is from my recent post in one of the orkut groups discussing about movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stephen king has written a lot of novels, short stories that were adapted to the screen (nearly 50) and he is one of those writers who can elaborate a 5 minute story to 800 page book and still make it riveting. Most of his books are horror based but when he writes about real life drama, he can just get under your skin and make you cry, laugh and sometimes, insanely happy. I haven't seen all of his movies but from what I have seen, I have categorized them down below. This is purely my opinion and hopefully you will like them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Great ones &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) The Shining:&lt;/b&gt; A great book and a great movie but completely different from each other. Stephen king was unhappy with the outcome of the movie when it came out in 1980. The director (stanley kubrick) has changed many key points of the novel and movie is very different from what the book intended to be. Shining has one of the greatest opening sequences ever and the haunting music adds an eerie effect when combined with the great camera work in the movie. Jack nicholson plays the role of the caretaker of the Overlook hotel, which is located on a mountain top, isolated, deserted and closed for the entire winter. Gradually, he develops a strange behavior and starts believing that he was there in the hotel before. Has he really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Shawshank redemption:&lt;/b&gt; Based on a short story from King. Probably most popular among all the movies based on his books. Most people like the surprise ending of the movie and I love it too, but my favorite moment is when an old man who has lived all his adult life in jail is finally released, goes back to the city where he grew up and finds that life in city has completely changed and he feels like he is in the real jail. Morgan freeman excels and one of the best of King's works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Misery:&lt;/b&gt; A chilling horror movie with absolutely no violence and bloodshed. A writer goes to a rural town on a holiday and gets stuck in the snow when his snowmobile dies on him. He gets rescued by a middle aged woman who happens to be a big fan of his books. The story takes a wild turn when he starts to find about her not so friendly side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Carrie:&lt;/b&gt; First major success of Stephen king and a very typical story of King which he repeated in many other novels (dead zone, hearts in atlantis, firestarter, thinner,green mile) in which a lonely and a good person has a supernatural gift but he/she is not too happy with it. The movie was brilliantly shot and directed by Brian de palma and John travolta co-stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Dolores Claiborne: &lt;/b&gt;I saw this movie recently and till then I did not even know that there is one such movie. I felt that it was highly underrated and to me it was nearly as good as Shawshank redemption. The movie is about a mother-daughter relationship for over a period of 20 odd years. The daughter who has abandoned her mother visits her after a long long time and they dwell on their relationship over the years and the daughter finally knows about some hidden secrets about her mother which changes her opinions forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) Green mile:&lt;/b&gt; Another movie set in the jail life and the rich characterization of various inmates almost makes one feel like we are living in the jail and we know these people. The movie was directed by same person who directed Shawshank redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) Stand by me: &lt;/b&gt;Best movie adaptation of any King's book, period. The movie made me sad and happy at the same time. Sad for realizing the fact that our childhood days have passed and gone and we can never have them back and happy for re-living and making me remember about those days. The movie is based on another typical theme of King's stories where a group of childhood friends meet during their adult life and remember about the good old days and one incident in specific which they will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Rose Red :&lt;/b&gt; Rose red is a lengthy (4 1/2 hrs) horror movie, which was made as mini-series for TV, is about a group of scholars who plan to visit an old haunted mansion. The novel was loosely inspired by the real mansion called "Winchester mystery house" in Sanfrancisco, California. Thought the movie is very long and story line is wafer thin, it is very riveting and keeps the audience on the edge of the seat. The group on their visit to the mansion encounter the ghosts of the family who used to live in the mansion. The story of the family and the way they died is revealed in bits and pieces in flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Storm of the century:&lt;/b&gt; Another movie made for TV (3-4 hours) is based in a small town in Maine, where many other novels of King are setup. When a blizzard hits the small town, the citizens of the town are visited by a stranger who knows the secrets of everybody in the town. After he kills an old man, he is jailed. Even after being in jail, he continues to kill people or force people to suicide by using his supernatural powers. The stranger keeps repeating "Give me what I need and I'll go away" and only at the end it is revealed what he needs. The ending of the movie might not be liked by many people for its abruptness and vagueness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) 1408: &lt;/b&gt;This movie is based on a short story that King used in his anthology "Everything's eventual". The movie stars Samuel L Jackson as a hotel manager and John Cusack as a writer who mainly focusses on haunted places. He comes to know about the room 1408 in the Dolphin Hotel, Newyork where apparently many people lost their lives. Initially, the manager of the hotel tries his best to convince him to not to stay in the room. But, the writer refuses and enters the room. He later comes to face with the evils in the room and he has no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Cat's eye:&lt;/span&gt; This movie along with Twilight zone is one of the main inspirations for Ramgopalvarma's Darna mana hai/Darna zaroori hai series. Apparently (courtesy:www.passionforcinema.com), RGV narrated one of the stories from this movie to Anurag kashyap. Anurag later, after many many years realized that it was actually a story from Stephen king. However, he modified the story that he heard from RGV and made it into "No Smoking".&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Coming to this movie, it is an anthology of three horror stories just like Darna mana hai. The first story is the best of the lot. None of them are scary but each of them is very weird and often very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Creepshow:&lt;/b&gt; Another anthology like Cat's eye but a big hit during the time of its release. The movie has 5 episodes and Stephen king himself played the lead role in one of those stories. Each story in the movie like Cat's eye border on comedy and eeriness. The movie is no masterpiece but has a certain weirdly funny quality that I absolutely loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) The Dead zone:&lt;/b&gt; Christopher Walken plays the role of a normal young man in love with a girl and one day gets hit by a car. After that he spends years in coma and when he returns back, he is empowered by a supernatural power using which he can predict future. Like other King's stories, he is not happy with the powers he has but finds himself in situations where he has to put it to use to rescue others and sometimes himself. The movie was directed by David Cronenberg (History of violence) and it is an engaging movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) Pet Cemetery:&lt;/b&gt; Stephen king says it his favorite among his works but the movie is not that great. It is nonetheless very interesting at times. The story is about a small family with a husband, wife and a 2 year old kid. When the kid dies in a brutal car accident, the father is crestfallen and decides to bury his son in the near pet cemetery, where it is believed that the dead things come alive. The kid comes alive as expected but he is not his son anymore but is devil/ghost/monster or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) Hearts in Atlantis:&lt;/b&gt; A very good book but a mediocre movie. Anthony hopkins plays the leading role of an old man who comes to a small village from nowhere. He befriends a teenage boy and passes some of this supernatural powers to him. The kid (and us) never find out where exactly he came from but what we know is that he is on the run and the people who are looking for him are not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not so good ones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Thinner: A successful lawyer on fine day kills a gypsy by running his car over him. The leader of the gypsies casts a spell on the lawyer that he would become thinner everyday for the rest of his life. The fat lawyer is intially glad to loose some pounds but slowly he realizes that something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Maximum overdrive: The only movie directed by Stephen king. He has once admitted that it is his worst work ever and he did not what he was doing while shooting the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Salem's lot: A successful tv mini series but an awful movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Needful things: Max Van sydow (Exorcist) is the stranger from nowhere in a lonely town who knows the darkest secrets of everybody in the town. He instigates one against other and creates a hell in the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Firestarter : A story somewhat similar to Carrie. Drew barrymore plays the role of little girl, where she and her father have the supernatural power of producing fires at their will. They are pursued by people from the "Shop" for the father-daughter are on the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-146946091572688180?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/146946091572688180/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=146946091572688180" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/146946091572688180" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/146946091572688180" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/03/movies-based-on-stephen-kings.html" title="Movies based on Stephen King's novels/shortstories" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-5271260633290767373</id><published>2008-03-12T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:55:11.938-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hollywood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies" /><title type="text">Recently Watched Movies-2</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks to Blockbuster's in-store rental plan, I can now go to store and find the new releases instantly. Here are some of the movies that I have seen since last week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lust,caution (2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: The movie is not really that good as Ang lee's previous one's but is definetly worth watching. The movie is about a group of Chinese students who want to fight against the Japanese imperialists and their mission is to kill the Mr. Yee, a japanese collaborator. The plan is trap Mr. Yee into an affair and kill him when they get the first chance. The beautiful Mrs. Wong, agrees to be the bait and her job is seduce Mr. Yee. Their mission is abrutply stopped when Yee moves to Shanghai, all of a sudden. After 3 years, the team re-groups and decides to launch the mission again. The ending of the movie might disaappoint many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The householder (1963)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: I have seen only one movie from James Ivory-Ismail Merchant till now and this is my second one. This movie is so good that I want to see all the rest from their combination. This is the directorial debut for James ivory and the movie stars Shashi kapoor and leela naidu. A simple movie about a normal school teacher and his early years of married life and how he copes up with his meager income, his new wife, his mother and other family issues. The movie's narration style is very similar to Satyajit ray's pather panchali, in dealing with financial issues that a poor/middle class family has to face everyday. The movie was made in both hindi and english, but unfortunately netflix is carrying only the english version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rescue dawn(2007) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: Christian bale gives an amazing performance in this movie. The movie is based on the real life character (Dieter Dengler) who was captured by Vietnam militia, just after 40 minutes into his first mission in 1965. Once he is held captive, he is taken into POW camp where he meets few other Americans, who were held captive for over an year. Dieter convinces others to assist him in his plan to escape from the camp. What makes the movie so different is the way Christian bale plays this character. The movie was entirely shot on location in Thailand's interior and dense woods. The locations are breath taking and the director (wernor herzog) avoids all those scenes, which would have made this a regular war thriller.A must watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3:10 to yuma (2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: Remake and probably a better version of an old western. Russell crowe is Ben wade, an infamous outlaw who is finally caught in a small town. The hard part is moving him to yuma, where he would be imprisoned. Dan (Christian bale), a small time farmer who is in dire need of some money agrees to escort him for $200. Along the ride, Dan and Ben know more about and command respect for each other. Ben is not a complete bad guy and is capable of expressing emotions when needed and Dan sticks to his ethics and morals and is not afraid to sacrifice his life, if that situation arises. I have just seen another Christian bale movie (Resuce dawn) and he is so damn different in both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Death at a funeral (2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: This british comedy is hilarious for the first 30-45 mins but later as it steps into slapstick and some explicitly vulgar scenes, it starts to drag. However, the first half makes up for the dragging final act . Like typical british comedies, the movies find laughter in situations where you least expect it. If you are of sensitive kind, you may want to close your eyes for a minute or two during some scenes in the second half. Barring those few scenes, the movie is a laugh riot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; During the opening scene of the movie, a coffin is brought into the home of the Daniel's. Daniel opens the coffin to see his father for one final time. He solemnly looks at the body for a minute and asks, "Who's this?". And then follows a series of things where everything goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gone baby gone (2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: A decent thriller with a lot of twists and turns and a good debut for the director turned actor, ben affleck. The movie starts slow but you will be hooked after the first 20 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Away from her (2007) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: This is one of the saddest movies that I have seen in the recent times. Alzheimer's can be the most painful disorder, not for the patient but for their loved ones. The story is about an old couple who are married for nearly 44 years. When he comes to know that his wife has alzheimer's, he is devastated. He lets her join in an institution as per her will, but he is not happy to see her go. Her conditions worsens to the stage that she almosts forgets who her husband is. Is she putting put an act or does she really have alzheimer's is the question that the movie does not answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We Own the night (2007) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;: An okay drug related drama starring Joaquin Phoenix, Eva Mendes and Mark Wahlberg. One brother is a cop and the other is a drug dealer. Father, played by Robert duvall, is also a cop and loves the cop son but not the other. Joaquin (drug dealer) takes the side of the family when his brother gets shot by his own people. Though the movie is stylishly shot there are some obligatory sequences where the younger brother (drug dealer) becomes a cop in no time after going through few tests and brings down the entire drug dealing operation and makes his family proud. There are same old scenes of breaking up/getting back with girl friend and winning the love of the father and the fairy tale ending of winning the award for being the best police officer of the year, etc. Some reviews compared it to the Departed, but to me it is very dull and routine and no where near the energetic martin scorcese's classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-5271260633290767373?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5271260633290767373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=5271260633290767373" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5271260633290767373" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5271260633290767373" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/03/recently-watched-movies-2.html" title="Recently Watched Movies-2" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-5900413035320645208</id><published>2008-03-07T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:21:23.858-08:00</updated><title type="text">Recently Watched movies</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hearts in atlantis (2001)&lt;/span&gt; : Adaptation of stephen king's novel and not upto the mark. I read the book and was very excited to watch the movie and it was a let down. The movie was okay and it is a typical King novel where a stranger comes to the town from nowhere and he is more than what meets the eye. The movie is about this teenage boy who befriends the old stranger (played by anthony hopkins) and learns the secrets about the people from an other world, who he calls him, "low men in yellow coats". The book instills a feeling of nostalgia and is beautiful at times when it deals with childhood fantasies and first romances. Unfortunately, the movie did not evoke the same feeling. A good movie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 1/2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;: Adrian lyne's (who I always thought was french, but recently found that he is british) erotic drama is about a middle aged &amp;amp; beautiful woman, who is recently divorced, and a handsome but weird guy and their adventurous relationship. The movie has great cinematography and brilliant background score like other Lyne's movies (Fatal attraction, unfaithful) but a very different plot. One would always imagine during the first half hour that the guy would turn out to be some sort of psycho and the movie will end with a lot of violence. Nothing of that sort happens. The entire movie is shot in some kind of a moody environment and you have to watch this movie with lights off and sound on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darna zaroori hai (2006)&lt;/span&gt;: I did not watch this movie for so long and looking back , I am surprised at many of the poor reviews this movie received. The stories this time were indeed scary and interesting unlike darna mana hai. I thought the final story of the six which was directed by Chakravarthy was the best of the lot. I thought the episode on apples and Aftab's episode on the stop game brought down darna mana hai. In darna zaroori hai, there are no bad episodes and two in particular are really out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darling (2007):&lt;/b&gt; Darling is good for the first few minutes, drags a bit in the middle and comes together as an interesting movie, thanks to a very interesting and well-performed climax. Reviews have praised fardeen but to me esha deol was better. Songs were unneccessary in the movie and a it would have been better if the movie was a little shorter.As RGV said in his interview, the movie starts as a thriller, becomes a horror and later becomes a comedy and ends up as an emotional drama. Coming to the story, Fardeen, a happily married businessman has an affair with his secretary played by esha deol. When esha pesters him to leave his wife and marry her, a confrantation ensues resulting in her death. Fardeen then is followed by Esha's ghost. In a typical RGV's style similar to Money, my wife's murder, the guilty is frequently visited by the law, pushing him further into confusion and despair. There is a brief scene with Kota sreenivasa rao playing the role of a psychoanalyst which could have been handled better. Excluding a few boring scenes, darling is a very interesting movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The brave one (2007): &lt;/b&gt; Not good and not bad. Boring at times. Not too long but felt long. I did not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deathproof (2007):&lt;/b&gt; Nobody can write dialogue like Quentin. Quentin can make a 2 hr movie about two guys sitting in a restaurant and discussing about a sandwitch and still make it interesting. The movie is one of two parts in Grindhouse package and is the better one of the two. It is about a Stuntman who likes to kill young girls with his deathproof car. In the movie's first segment, he stalks a radio jockey and her friends in a bar and runs them over his car and kills everyone of them. In the movie's second segment we witness what is possibly the greatest car chase in movies, ever. Quentin hates the idea of using CGI and this entire car chase was filmed on location using real stuntmen and stuntwomen. Zoebell (who body doubled for fight scenes in Kill bill for Uma) excels in her role as a real life stuntwoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once(2007): &lt;/b&gt;This year's oscar winner for the best song is a love story like no other. The movie was filmed using a handheld camera by independent filmmakers from Ireland. It is about a roadside singer and part time hoover mechanic, who one day encounters a beautiful girl who pays him 10 cents for his song. The girl is a song writer and he is a composer and they collaborate with other roadside musicians to get his music recorded. It sounds like a typical sweet hollywood romantic comedy but it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Single white female:&lt;/b&gt; Bridget fonda is the single white female who has just broken up with her boyfriend and is looking for a new female room mate. After interviewing a few girls, she lands on jennifer jason leigh (in her most famous role). Gradually, as she gets to know her, she gets scared as this new girl is different in many ways. An entertaining and chilling movie. Jennifer jason leigh is scary as hell and she carries the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Devil's backbone: &lt;/b&gt;The earlier work of the director of Pan's labryinth and the producer of "The orphanage", is a movie about childhood fears about ghosts just like his other two movies. The setup is an orphanage and time is 1930's when the spanish war was in progress. The kids in the orphanage hear some strange sounds during the nights and they assume that it is the ghost of "Santi" who was recently killed. Only one kid knows about the secret of his death. Like Pan's labryinth and The orphanage, the movie takes its time and uses the sudden scary shocks for only the required scenes and the result is an engaging horror drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;La femme Nikita: (1990):&lt;/b&gt; A very popular french thriller of 90's which was later re-made in hollywood (point of no return) and then re-made into a tv series. The movie is about a deranged teenage female assasin who is sent to prison for life. She is later trained by the secret service to carry out their classified operations. The woman who never had any emotions and feelings for life before, finally falls in love with a store clerk during one of her operations. She finally wants to live and leave all her past behind. The overall plot of the movie reminded me of RGV's Satya, though the setup is completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fool's gold: (2008):&lt;/b&gt; A very typical hollywood's idea of a romantic adventure. The movie is too predictable but the leading stars, Kate hudson and Matthew McConaughey save the movie from being boring. The movie received very poor reviews (nearly 7% on tomatameter) but I somewhat liked it, probably because of the lovely Kute hudson. Kate &amp;amp; McConaughey make a nice couple and it was very funny and romantic at moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bug : (2007)&lt;/b&gt; Directed by William Friedkin (The exorcist), "The Bug" is about a lonely middle aged woman (ashely judd) and her encounter with another lonely demented guy. She is recently divorced and he is from nowhere with nobody to care for him. We know nothing about this guy other than his claim that he is pursued by some people, who are injecting bugs into his body as part of their scientific experiments. The movie ends in madness and Ashley judd's performance towards the end is brilliant. The movie did not receive great reviews and got very little recognition. It was loved by a few and hated by others, and I think both of their opinions/judgments are justified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-5900413035320645208?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/5900413035320645208/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=5900413035320645208" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5900413035320645208" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/5900413035320645208" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2008/03/recently-watched-movies.html" title="Recently Watched movies" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-1766870146853506908</id><published>2007-10-28T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:50:32.726-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horror movies B grade stephen king" /><title type="text">Marathon of Horror</title><content type="html">I used to be a horror film lover long time ago, while I was just starting out watching american movies. Later I took a sidestep towards popular cinema and it took a way long time to return to my favorite genre. Thanks to the free HBO movies on TV and the cool "watch online" feature on netflix, I am back on track. Past two weeks has been a horror marathon on my laptop and I can't recall the last time feeling this high in my movie watching experience. Of the numerous movies I watched in my life, probably horror is the only genre which I would cherish for a long time after leaving the theatre. My marathon started with a mediocre but an entertaining movie based on a book by none other than the king of horror, Mr. Stephen king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUpy5qToVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/U7-dW4MB6UU/s1600-h/needfulthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUpy5qToVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/U7-dW4MB6UU/s320/needfulthings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126549705279643986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Needful things:  &lt;/span&gt;(3/5) A very typical King movie based in a small and remote town where everybody knows everybody and when a stranger moves into this town, life is never the same again. The town is inhabited by strange set of characters as one would expect. The stranger provides the needful things to each of this unhappy characters and in return provides an unsolicited advice. Little do these people know that this stranger is the Satan sent directly from hell to destroy the village. Hell breaks loose and before everyone finds out the truth, its too late. Max von sydow excels in the role of the Satan but other than him, the movie disappoints. Though the film is very substandard when compared to similar movies from king (storm of the century, rose red), I was able to enjoy it for my love towards this sub-genre in horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUp-JqToWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/pZzDVWn1ckQ/s1600-h/salem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUp-JqToWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/pZzDVWn1ckQ/s320/salem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126549898553172322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salem's Lot (2/5): &lt;/span&gt;Another movie from Stephen King and another movie very much like the above one. Only more disappointing. Stranger moves into a little town and creates havoc. I could not tolerate the pace of the movie and had to skip a few scenes here and there before reaching the predictable climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqOJqToXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Bhen5cM_P7s/s1600-h/maximum_overdrive-735659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqOJqToXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Bhen5cM_P7s/s320/maximum_overdrive-735659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126550173431079282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maximum Overdrive (2/5):&lt;/span&gt; Its halloween and its Stephen King again. This movie is directed by the man himself and it makes one feel that everyone must stick to their own profession and its better not to be nosy in someone else's job. A very very disappointing directorial effort from Stephen King. I loved the first few minutes of this movie and a scene here and a scene there. However, there was no continuity and the screenplay just sucked. Automobiles come alive in this movie and decide to take over the power away from the humans. There are a few funny scenes here and there where a truck without a driver chases the running humans, ATM machines asking the customers to go fuck themselves, vending machine killing loads of people by propelling the coke cans..things like that. However, they don't make up for remaining part of this boring movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqbZqToYI/AAAAAAAAAhI/B2p7WT_cRg8/s1600-h/dellamorte_dellamore__WinCE_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqbZqToYI/AAAAAAAAAhI/B2p7WT_cRg8/s320/dellamorte_dellamore__WinCE_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126550401064345986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cemetery Man (4.5/5):&lt;/span&gt; Just loved it. This is the kind of the movie which re-instills my interest in this genre. This movie has everything for a B grade horror fan, gore, breasts, sex, violence, comedy, one-liners, zombies and a lot more. It follows the life of a care taker of a cemetery called Dellamorte Dellamore ( Love and hate in italian) and his dumb (or not) side kick Naghi. For Dellamore, its a daily errand to kill the zombies who return back from their grave a week after they are dead, and put them back into the grave. Nobody in the town knows this and Dellamore never reveals this to anybody as he might lose his job. The cemetery is only place in the world known to Dellamore and Naghi and this is the cause of the rumor floating around in town that Dellamore is impotent, which we later come to know is untrue after witnessing his erotic scene with the beautiful wife of the city's Mayor whose body was just buried in the cemetery a day before. Unfortunately, his lady love is eaten by her own husband who comes back to life from the grave. However, Dellamore encounters other women in the rest of the movie, who look exactly like his first love. More than horror, this movie is hilarious black comedy and sometimes also leans towards noir, spirituality. A must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqkJqToZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2cqRYTERDtM/s1600-h/dead-zone-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqkJqToZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2cqRYTERDtM/s320/dead-zone-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126550551388201362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Zone (3/5):&lt;/span&gt; I think I have seen all of the Stephen King's best works and now its time to watch his worst and mediocre films. This is one of those movies like Carrie and Firestarter, where the main lead in the movie has a superpower but he/she is not too happy with it. This time the super power is to predict the future of the person when our superhero holds his/her hand. Christopher Walken plays the main lead superbly and Martin sheen plays the political villain. Walken is ln love with a beautiful girl and one night one his way back to home he encounters an accident and rests in coma for nearly 6 years. He looses his job and his girl is married by the time he returns. However, he gains this new superpower as a compensation. Walken works with the police and helps resolving a few cases but he is unhappy and decides to put an end to his life. He wants to do one useful thing before he dies and plans to bring down the corrupt politician (martin sheen) which forms the rest of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqr5qToaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/dy3v1AFK8Is/s1600-h/dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUqr5qToaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/dy3v1AFK8Is/s320/dolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126550684532187554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dolls (3.5/5) &lt;/span&gt;: A husband, his cute little daughter and his new rich/arrogant/bitchy wife are on a vacation when their car breaks down during the middle of the night. They take shelter for the night in an isolated bungalow owned  by an old doll maker and his loving/eerie wife. Joining for the night is an young yet childish man with two tramps who hitchhiked his car during that night. After the discussion at the dinner table, the guests return to their alloted rooms and one of the sister in the junkies decides to steal the dolls (antiques) as they can get a very good price in the market. But she is not aware of the fact the dolls have a life of their own, and if you piss them off, you will pay your life as the price. The movie has good amount of gore and is very inventive and creative in designing various methods to kill/torture people. The movie could have done away with talking dolls, as the movie would have been much eerier if they were silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUq4pqTobI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yzaHma895Gg/s1600-h/fright-night-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUq4pqTobI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yzaHma895Gg/s320/fright-night-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126550903575519666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fright Night (3/5) &lt;/span&gt;: One of those movies which is so bad that its good. A good idea of a rental for a Friday night of horror. Charley is an young teenager at school with a beautiful girl friend who loves him but cannot go "all the way" during their night outs. A new nieghbour moves into their house next door and brings a new girl home every night. Charley discovers that his nieghbour is a blood sucking vampire and decides to bring in the cops. The obviously don't buy his theory and the vampire warns killing Charley the next night. Charley seeks the help of a TV anchor for a Vampire show and though he refuses to help him first, finally agrees. The rest of the movie has a good amount of blood sucking, flesh eating gore scenes but the movie lacks good dialogue. A good B horror anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrGZqTocI/AAAAAAAAAho/Tn8X7tRpo0E/s1600-h/return-of-the-living-dead-2-zombie-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrGZqTocI/AAAAAAAAAho/Tn8X7tRpo0E/s320/return-of-the-living-dead-2-zombie-face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126551139798720962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Return of the living dead (3.75/5) &lt;/span&gt;: I fulfilled my dream. I finally watched a B grade horror from 80's in a theatre in its full glory. The movie has great background score and its setup in a run down chemical store which is located right next to a cemetery. On his first day at the job, Freddy comes to know that "Night of the living dead" was based on a true story and his chemical store is a living proof of that story. Freddy and his boss take a peek in one of those chemical cylinders located in their basement which releases the toxic gas and with it the living dead in those cylinders. They catch the monster and they burn it in the nearby crematorium and finally they take a sigh of relief. But the worst is yet to come, as the smoke from the oven brings every dead body in the cemetery to its life. Loads of gore and funny one-liners makes this movie a recommended see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrPZqTodI/AAAAAAAAAhw/hG6QLvStE-w/s1600-h/freaks_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrPZqTodI/AAAAAAAAAhw/hG6QLvStE-w/s320/freaks_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126551294417543634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaks (4/5)&lt;/span&gt; : I was bored for the first 30 minutes but after that all the pieces fell into place making this one of the best noirs/eerie/horror movies of the black and white era. This movie has people with all kinds of physical abberations you can imagine. A half man-half woman, siamese twin girls who are bodies are attached to one another for their rest of their lives, a man without the lower part of the body, another man without hands/legs/abdomen, a midget man and his midget admirer, a bunch of mentally handicapped people and their caretaker, etc..The owner of this circus, named Cleopatra plans to fool one of the midgets in making him believe that she is in love with him and when the "Freaks" come to know about her true colors, they seek revenge...There are few great moments in the movie for which the audience applauded and this is one of the most wierd films I have ever seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrSpqToeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ITzq_3uRQUk/s1600-h/from+beyond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUrSpqToeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ITzq_3uRQUk/s320/from+beyond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126551350252118498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Beyond (3/5) &lt;/span&gt;: Based on a pulp novel written by Lovercraft, this movie is a passable rent. The best part of the movie is the sexy scientist who is introduced as a hard working and a conservative professional and when you get to see the unexpected wild side of hers...its just awesome...Other than that , the gore in the movie is not really that great and the cheesy special effects is a let down. I am already tired and don't feel like explaining the concept of the movie... that's it  for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-1766870146853506908?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/1766870146853506908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=1766870146853506908" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/1766870146853506908" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/1766870146853506908" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2007/10/marathorn-of-horror.html" title="Marathon of Horror" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RyUpy5qToVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/U7-dW4MB6UU/s72-c/needfulthings.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28508202.post-6970473958810774117</id><published>2007-09-16T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T19:40:23.702-07:00</updated><title type="text">Movies</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="322" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.flixster.com/static/widget/mctwidget_1.swf?host=http://www.flixster.com/mctwidget.sv&amp;userId=794314104" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="322" height="382" name="mctwidget" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" &gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RoNnEQOyGGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tovML7wPeFY/s320/Homekamal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081018127378159714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by : Anish Kuruvilla&lt;br /&gt;Starring : Kamal Kamaraju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore to myself never to watch telugu movies (the recent ones) and I don't have respect for most of the telugu stars, their sons, directors and producers. There were many instances where I was understood (or misunderstood) by my friends as somebody who was trying to escape his roots and was trying to look like a film expert. I don't have anything against the cinema of my own language and on the contrary I love some of the old classics and lot of films from the good old 90's. But why I can never watch a telugu cinema anymore and why I couldn't stand the fans of old aged stars and their young sons, I couldn't explain. I think now I can ask those people to watch "Confessions of filmmaker" and find out for themselves why me and several other people like me can't stand the new generation of telugu cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COFM was made by Anish Kuruvilla, who I think has spent more than 10 years in telugu film "industry" chasing his dream only to realize that it was not the right place to make his dream come true. Kamal (the protaganist of the film), like Anish in real life has been working in filmnagar for almost 10 years and in this span he was a co-director, editor and assistant producer and has made some money for himself. But the real issue with him is that he is not doing this to earn his livelihood like others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts with Kamal's confession of his love for cinema and why he is going to kill himself. I read several reviews of the movie and I knew that Kamal kills himself in the film but no review has explained why he took that decision. So, I naturally assumed that the guy couldn't fight the system anymore and decides to kill himself. But I was pleasantly surprised after watching this guy's take on cinema and what it really means to him. This guy grew up believing cinema to be his mother, friend and his only love and he just can't take it when his only love in his life betrays him which finally leads to his decision of taking revenge and then killing himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamal invites his friend Anish to help him shoot a documentary where he would take his revenge. The conversations between Anish and Kamal were so natural that it is unbelievable that , that kind of dialogue was actually written for a movie. Kamal is  simply awesome and I kind of liked the accent of Anish's telugu. On this trip of 10 days.. we follow Kamal and like Anish, we think Kamal is taking this too personally and if a producer wants to make trash that's his decision. But slowly we come to know how much this guy loves movies and around this point, the movie kind of reminds us how much we loved the cinema while growing up ....and we see Kamal's point and come to understand him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this beautiful sequence in the movie where Kamal stands for hours on the Tank bund facing the Buddha. Anish thinks he is going mad but he is not just staring into space but he is playing those magical moments from cinema in his head which he grew up watching. The sequences include classics of telugu , hindi and world cinema. I absolutely loved watching those scenes from casablanca, citizen kane, benhur and finally it is dawn with the scene of "dawn of man" from kubrick's 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the movie Kamal imimates and ridicules most of the leading actors but the one that stands out is of our beloved balayya "babu". As Kamal mimics him we see a message on the screen that reads "You now know whom to blame if I get shot", obviously referring to shooting incident of the producer bellamkonda by bala krishna. Unfortunately, many north indians watching this movie may not get this joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie, we see a picture of Kamal's obituary and it reads Kamal Kamaraju, "1997-2007". Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen hundreds of telugu films in the past 5 to 10 years...most of them sucked big time, I had a little bit of fun watching a few of them and there were very few of them that I really liked and cherished. But if you ask the list of those movies that I really felt had the NEED to be made ..probably.. COFM is the only one. We needed it. We finally need someone to speak out...what we really feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... the one line that I loved the most "Cinema is bigger than us.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;You can watch this movie on www.confessionsofafilmmaker.com. It costs $5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28508202-456031460357229741?l=kishankakarla.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/feeds/456031460357229741/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28508202&amp;postID=456031460357229741" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/456031460357229741" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28508202/posts/default/456031460357229741" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kishankakarla.blogspot.com/2007/06/confessions-of-film-maker.html" title="Confessions of film maker" /><author><name>Kishan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12613487323937883735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01066334868247240975" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DeeNmqgCiyQ/RoNnEQOyGGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tovML7wPeFY/s72-c/Homekamal.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry></feed>
