Monday, November 14, 2005


When i was a kid, and had a huger crush on him, one of my recurret fantasies was to become famous director and meet him and cast him in one of my films etc...but since yesterday, i do not think i want to be a director anymore. i mean the earlier lady who had come to campus to screen her docus was bad enuf, with the insistence on the focus and sharpness. but yesterday's chappy totally took the cake by making us late by 30mins coz he wanted us to increase n decrease the brightness/ contrast/ sharpness exatcly in that order. i mean it went on and on and on. i liked his film, and this is the second time was watching him, and he would have never come to the place if i didnt like his film in the first place. and he is pretty talented, but he was a student not so long ago, so then how can yo be so stuck up and not understand al the problems a student run org can have? but anyway, coming back to my own "oceans of fantasy". days and nights were so full of him that i really really used to wonder how can i possibly be alive without him, and how am i stil alive? that phase has past, but am still surprised that everytime someone mentions him, or i see him on the tv, i start grinning like some foolish fifteen year old. nice feeling.  Posted by Picasa

7 comments:

  1. In England we say 'take the biscuit'. Interesting how it's grown into a cake by the time it reaches you.

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  2. Seriously, i wasnt even aware of this take the biscuit term. strange, especially since of late everyone has been interested in using the idioms and etc in the queen's way

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  3. nice to see u fantasising (whateva!!) about men on ur blog for a change. gives us poor souls some reassurance that we're still wanted. :P

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  4. i do i do i do. but what are u getting so worked up abt, send the msg to ur bro

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  5. But the director in question (as irritating as he was)was probably suffering from "want the best for my baby" syndrome, maybe(surely) u will make a different mother...

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  6. not a different mother my boy, an indifferent mother is more like it.
    point taken. :)

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  7. *sigh* too muhc visual stimulation! and no fmb to be ahem! entertained by! no fair :)

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