where every you go....

Yesterday was one Crazy day. I called in sick (I sort of was…don’t recall the last time I took a leave…OMG! That’s bad… and my brains needed a break) and landed at PVR Cinemas at 9.30 in the morning! I had been drying to see a couple of movies for the past few weeks and finally I decided to do a movie triathlon. The last time I watched 3 movies back to back in a theater was waaaaaay back during my Engineering days.

I got tickets to Shrek 3 which was the first show of the day - 10.00-11.45. It is one hilarious movie. Everyone got to watch it at least once! Post movie a quick lunch break and a visit to the loo where the joke session continued.

The loo had small boards posted over it with trivia on various countries. My loo had Kenya and my friend's had Turkey. As we were joking about it a familiar ring tone...The Hutch ad's music. One of the few times the brain was so spontaneous and uncontrollable, the words were uttered even before realizing it "Where ever you go, our network follows". Hahahaha...The poor chap to whom the phone belonged must have wanted to be flushed down the drain in embarrassment.

We soon hurried out laughing to get to the next movie at 12.40 - Oceans 13. It is a little fast and the connections and story is not too obvious immediately. However, one good fast paced movie. The next movie was “The Queen”. It was scheduled to start at 2.50. Oceans 13 got over at 2.45! With barely 5 minutes for the next show, we ran from one theater to the other. The movie had not yet started so we rushed to relieve ourselves. (Tip: Don’t drink too much Coke!!) The theater was a shocker. It was literally empty! A littering of Old Victorian style Grannies - trying to pass off as Aunties - with the wag tail Husbands. (Don’t jump on me, that’s just my dramatic line). Sat through the movie, it’s a good movie but it lacked a certain character that would have defined such a tragedy - that of Queen’s dignity and mindset lost in media’s crappy pressure and that of the death of Princes Diana.
The movie got over at 5.30 and I was back home by 6. A fantastic day and a welcome (well deserved) break from the routine.

A dream fulfilled...

A long long back, at my Big Mama's place (aunt's place per say) I had seen a wonderful portrait of a goddess. She was charismatic and had a more than divine aura. The goddess of knowledge and learning. Since then I had been wanting a similar portrait, as big and splendid as this one.

After many years, the goddess has blessed me with the skill to paint. I present this painting to her divine feet.