About a year ago, I watched an incredible movie. It didn't have some intriguing story line, fancy sets or gorgeous people. If there was one word I'd use to describe 'Before Sunrise', it would be: simple. Simple in every respect. Right from the protaganists to the very story itself. So simple. When it ended I remember I felt so restless and of course I knew it was 'just a movie' but it was so unfinished and that bothered me. That night, I sat down to write a 'book' about how it should've ended (ended in my head, that is). Needless to say, I didn't make any progress. And good thing too, because it turned out there was a sequel! Which I watched today I might add. 'Before Sunset' was made nine years later and that added to the essence of the plot in many ways. It retained it's simplicity and yet showed that emotions can be so complex, conflicting and ardent. And that years later, they still continue to consume with the same intensity. It made me marvel at how how sometimes, things change so much and yet, not change at all.  So, finally that little nagging thought at the back of my head as to what happened after the first movie vanished. Only to be replaced with a new one.

Please, please, please make a threequel and complete this wonderful story.

So I was feeling in the mood and decided my page needed a make over (hence the purple), and by that I mean a change. Speaking of changes, this is the first summer in a really long time that I've stayed put in Hyderabad. It's nice you know? Not having to escape this city because of men who drove me to insanity, or packing my bags the first chance I got because I was tired of the monotony and needed a break from familiar faces (and the drama more importantly). This time, I gladly stayed back. I can definitely tell you it isn't for the internship I'm currently at. I don't even know if you can call this an internship considering I do NOTHING all day except use facebook and stumble. ThankGod for stumbleupon, really. Not only is it my saving grace, but it's also informative, funny, smart, artsy, gripping and makes you fall in love. It's everything you'd want in a man (haha). Unless you already have one and are extremely happy. Yes, coming back, minus the crap internship, I'm pretty happy that I'm not state trotting this year. More about (why) that later though. The Colette Tatou look alike from Ratatouille is hovering and that's making me rather uncomfortable.

Also, Crumbs of Consolation because it struck a chord, in case you were wondering. And if you weren't, well now you know.

There are always questions.
It doesn't matter if you're euphoric, happy or just plain content. There are always questions. However, on the bright side, they are always answered. It may take longer than necessary; they may come when you've long given up on knowing, but they always come. You've just got to be wait and believe that. I think the Tao puts it beautifully: Don't seek and don't expect. Be patient and wait until your mud settles and your water is clean. Be patient and wait. Your mud will settle. Your water will be clear.

You know that feeling of being trapped in a tiny room with four walls and hardly any ventilation? Yeah, I feel like that right now (metaphorically obviously). There is so much going on in my head and I can't do anything about it. I can't talk about it, because it's complicated and the four walls prevent me from getting answers and hence I'm having a real ball while this thing eats at me, slowly. It's really not the perfect start to my Sunday morning.

I need to read something like Eat Pray Love again. That book just spoke to me. Not that I've ever been married/divorced or had a failed romance that sent me to an Ashram and around the world. No, far from it actually. But it still spoke to me in a way I can never quite explain. Imagine my disappointment when I picked up some book I happened to buy and put it down after the first 3 lines. When you're not feeling in the best mood and you sit down to read or watch a movie, I think it's vital that they reflect what you're feeling. Call me crazy, I probably am, but that's how it works for me. And right now, it's really pissing me off that I can't find anything to befit my mood. Oh wait, 'something borrowed' just came to save my life. Hopefully this should do it. Reviews soon.

Here's the thing about falling in love.
It isn't a contiguous event. It doesn't just hit you one morning. What it does is, it  takes you by surprise. It's more of a revelation. A  gradual process you become more involved in, everyday. And once it does build up and become that all consuming feeling of giddy happiness, you know it's hit you. Yes, when you smile for no apparent reason, when you feel so light headed that you almost glide through monotonous routines, when you can't tear your gaze away from your cellphone screen cause God forbid you miss a text, when you can't make sense of anything anymore and still enjoy every minute of being clueless, yes my friend, that means you're falling.  All you know is that, that person is enlaced with your every thought. Their happiness becomes your happiness. Black and white becomes colour, your little bathroom singing sessions become louder, mushy becomes your new middle name and suddenly the world is a better place. Falling in love can be wonderful. It can be overwhelming and vertiginous, but you would be a fool if you said it wasn't worth every minute.