A movie, a performance, a book...

A Memorable Movie: Memento

A movie that made me stay in the movie much beyond the actual screen time of the movie. Piecing together bits of the puzzle, questioning, answering, solving, requestioning, re-answering, re-solving, feeling intelligent and then feeling dumb all over again. At times questioning whether the movie was really that intelligent after all. But thoroughly enjoyed the process.

A Memorable Performance: Sakhi
An experimental bharatnatyam rendition which stitched together various stories about different kinds of friendship, from around the world, from different eras, from different styles. The dancers and the singers narrated the story as well as performed. They connected with the audience. People across ages could follow every single bit of the performance. A great Saturday morning.

A Memorable Book: The Moor's Last Sigh
A wonderful literary experience that makes you go back and forth, in and out, in time/ of characters and stories. At times flipping back to the initial family tree flowchart till you get thoroughly acquainted with the several characters. For once you dont feel like skimming through the words, because here every word and every phrase seems to deserve your undivided attention. Each sentence is art and each description is beauty.

12 was good. Looking forward to 13

Last year was different. Nice. Interesting. Changed my life, its tone, its pace.

One of my closest friends and I decided to vow to remain the closest companions for life. We had a simple small wedding and we have just about started our journey together.

I realised that personal and professional lives are not necessarily one single seamless whole, but could be compartmentalised for a better living at both places. I used to feel bad if I did not find likeminded people at work, who would understand me, accept me, like me, take care of me, share thoughts and plans with me and become important parts of my life. But now I feel it is better I keep them as two separate pieces. Of the same jigsaw puzzle. If someone comes along who can fit in both, its fine. But if not, I dont necessarily need to panic. So now I have colleagues at work, and friends in life, and life could be wholly beyond office, if need be.

I continue to find out about the story of Colours. I am still fascinated with colour symbolism, colour semiotics or whatever this vague field of interest is known as. I am currently figuring out Colour Symbolism in Buddhism.

Yet another pleasant surprise last year was that I can actually cook, not just to save my life, but also pretty regularly. I have been experimenting a lot in the kitchen. I have successfully gotten over my kitchen fright, and have managed to understand the simplicity in creating dishes.

I travelled to Spain and fell in love with art all over again. I could say there was almost an overdose of Dali, Gaudi, Picasso, Miro, Goya, Velazquez, Tapies and many more. I never imagined that I would go to Spain, especially in winter. Madrid and Barcelona, a very special chapter indeed.

Unlike most other times that I have joined the gym, this time I seem to be more regular. It has not been too long but still, I feel this is the most regular I have ever been so far.

12 was good. Looking forward to 13.