Kab tak hai Jaan??

-a challenge

First of all, a guitar is not played like that.. the right hand swinging aimlessly
in air.. and even an acoustic Gibson cannot be played that loud without an
amplifier.. and were they even sane chords? Khair.. "Actor hai bhai, guitarist
thodi na hai", is what my neighbor seat told me.. engulfed in the chaalla..
I pitied those mangled remains of distorted cloudy figures, coming out of the
theater, just been subjected to a three hour utterly non-sense, almost comical last
work of a director with whom the legend tag comes free until I realized I was one
among them. I thanked God that the movie was over and that it left me unwounded. I
dozed twice while watching it, a feat achieved only once before while watching the
absolutely amazing movie called Baabul. I personally was never really a big fan of
Yash Chopra. As a matter of fact, I never really admire the romance shown in sadda
Hindi films. It becomes so unbelievable after a certain point of excess sexy, horny
Mahila Jayawardene love, that the probability of finding such love in real life
gets below the thousandth fraction of unity. So I shut myself up and tell myself,
You stupid, this is a movie after all, how dare you connect it to your own bland
life? . Its time we get real and fall back to the ground and start walking. A
tread-mill never gets us anywhere. Well..