Saturday, January 29, 2011

Signs

A short film. Features in Schweppes Short Film Festival. Of many short films I am watching these days, this one is one of the best. The background score/track is involving and holds the viewers' attention aptly. The film depicts the human instinct towards communication. Relationship between two person is merely influenced by time and words. This is the crux. it is all about communicating with a person freely without holding ourselves back. Important, though, is not to have any prejudices outlook. So, sit back, watch and Enjoy!!


Thursday, January 27, 2011

The Tensed Me

They don't only haunt your nights but also has a role-playing in your daily life. I say this today not because of the reason that sometimes I want to talk nonsense. This year twenty eleven has been one of such kind. It seems that dark scary UFOs are hovering over me and my life. When I spot one and try to run away hiding from it, I end up being the target of another. :( Poor ME!
Oh shut up.. Its no use being such a cry baby myself. My mentor says that we must remember that we alone are the scriptwriter's of our lives. It gives you power to take control of your life.
Actually, the UFOs are even following in my sub-conscious mind. I see post-night-movie shows. Movies are chiefly scientific fiction and thriller depicting my inner dark self. Did I mention that these movies make my dreams...Yes I "dream" them
The scariest was the one I saw last night.
A more or less barren land with scorching sun up in the sky. Some rude (you could say just by looking at their faces) people, actually three of them, as far as I remember. We, I and many other people like me were standing as if in some kind of punishment. Indeed it was. The super-bad guy suddenly declared that one of us would be killed. Since it was MY dream, the focus was obviously myself and I became that unfortunate one. I was taken away from the group by one of the other bad guys. He held a weapon (like a kitchen knife) in his hands. I was angry more than scared (don't know why). Hence it follows. I snatched the weapon and put it into my own head. (haha, thankfully it was just a dream, **phew**)
My head ached and I fell down. Someone dragged me to some secluded dilapidated room. I thought to myself, What is actually the reason for all this I don't know!!
Right then, I heard from afar the super bad-guy screaming "Alright, for the rest of you, you will be downgraded to masters"!!

[to some of you it might not make any sense, but to people whom it does, I am sure you can connect to the mental tension I tried to describe :) ]