From the Hogwarts Castle to the Haunted House

Proofs that you have lived on Harry Potter all your life-
While watching The Woman In Black:
1. You find Daniel Radcliffe looking a bit incomplete without his glasses and scar.
2. When you see him in trouble, you feel like screaming "use your wand Harry!"
3. The space around Daniel looks empty without Ron and Hermione by his side.
4. You see him travelling by train, and you yell out "Hogwarts Express!"
5. You hear people in the film calling him 'Arthur', and you secretly say to yourself, "He's Harry. He'll always be Harry, for me. :)"

Yes, the above mentioned points are TOTALLY applicable to me. I've been a Harry Potter maniac since time immemorial, and Daniel Radcliffe was my first crush, but now since it's been ten years, I can easily say that he's my first love as well. <3

So, I went to watch 'The Woman In Black' last week (purely because of Dan, or else I have no interest in watching a horror movie on the big screen). The story wasn't that gripping, but yes, the chilly, spooky scenes here and there definitely took away my sleep for the next few nights. It was pretty weird to see Dan in a new avatar, roaming around in a haunted house instead of Hogwarts, to see his clear forehead without the scar, and needless to say, without Ron and Hermione by his side, it became all the more vague. 

But nevermind, Harry Potter, or Arthur Kipps, I love Dan anyway. <3

That's it for now, if there are any Harry Potter freaks out there who share the same opinion, do feel free to share it.

Adios,
The Potter Maniac.

Falling For You, AGAIN!

"Doli mein bithake, sitaaro se sajake, zamane se churake, le jayega.. Saawariya.."
"Tum ho paas mere, paas mere ho tum yun.."

*shaking herself out from the reverie*

I'm sorry, this happens to me everytime I see him. EVERYTIME! Oh, I'm talking about Ranbir Kapoor. Yes, he's someone whom I've loved since the very first promo of Saawariya, and my love for him has increased with each passing second. He smiles, and my world lightens up. He comes on screen, and my heart skips a few hundred beats. Ahem, okay, now it's time I tell you why I'm so besotted by him tonight (as in, ten times more than usual).

It was the 57th annual Filmfare awards tonight, and as it's been from the past three years, Ranbir Kapoor hosted it this time as well, along with SRK. Omg! It was one hell of a night! Their constant parodies, jokes, the 'Leather Lakshmi-Chiffon Chameli' act, and yes of course, 'Mangorita'- all of it left the audience laughing their heads off! And I, like always, couldn't take my eyes off RK! It's like he casts a spell on me everytime he comes on screen. The duo definitely entertained everyone like crazy, but the best part was Ranbir winning a double whammy! :D Yes, he grabbed away the best actor award from the critics as well as from the popular side! :D And left my vocal cords reverberating. You totally deserved it RK! You're truly the Rockstar of bollywood. :) <3 <3

I'm sure it's going to take me a couple of days to come out of the 'RK coma', meanwhile you guys do tell me how you liked the Filmfare awards, while I go back to drooling over My Saawariya. ;)

Loads of love,

Ranbira. :D

A Blah Weekend

Okay, so nothing much has happened in the past two days. No one seems to be interested in coming to college, and obviously I have no interest being alone in the class, talking to the potraits of Shelley and Shakespeare. I was supposed to be meeting a friend of mine today, but unfortunately she sprained her leg and so we had to cancel the plan; thought would watch 'Woman in Black' this weekend, but my Di (my teacher/sister/friend) is kind of caught up, so it'll have to wait till next week. (Yeah, my life is kinda slow paced and dull at the moment)
I was thinking of reasons to step out of the house and the only solution was to go and help Mum with her grocery shopping. (UGH!) Now THAT is definitely the most boring thing in the world! It's something I absolutely despise; but I go with her anyway or else it puts too much pressure on her doing it all alone, and, well, Mum is more important than my 'non-interestedness'. So, I went with her. Now Mum is probably the most organised person in the world. She has a rhythmic way of doing things, and grocery shopping is no different. And since I've been accompanying her in this from quite some time, I've learned the routine as well. So like always, I followed her from one stall to another like an obedient pet. By the way, the grocery shops in Kolkata is the last place you'd wanna be. Or maybe every city is like that in this case. While Mum was busy buying vegetables at a stall, I heard this old age couple negotiating the prices,
(the lady to the shopkeeper): "Bhaiyya, mirchi zara taazi dena, and zyada dena."
(her husband): "Itna zyada bhi mat dena, meri biwi abhi bhi kaafi teekhi hai."
He said it with such a cute smile, and then looked at his wife, who gave him a shy glance. It made me wonder how they would have been in their yesteryears, laughing and romancing: probably some things never change. Our generation definitely has a lot to learn from it's grandparents, especially in the field of love and commitment. Listening to their conversation shooed away my boredom for sometime. After a few more minutes Mum was finally done with the shopping. (And I breathed a sigh of relief)
I hope tomorrow turns out to be a tad more eventful than today. I wonder how the weekend was for all you people. Do entertain me with your weekend stories, if you have any. That's it for today. Have a nice Sunday.

Love,
Sayantani Sarkar.

A Lazy Thursday

Valentine's Day passed away two days ago, but I guess the impact will take time to wear off. Everything around me seems so foggy, mushy and misty. It has been raining incessantly since last night, and rain has this unique ability of changing not just the ambience, but my mood as well. (It makes me lazier than usual.)
It's one of those days when you feel like sprawling on the sofa, reading novels, sipping warm tea or listening to soft music. As for me, I thought it's high time I put my 'create a blog' plan into action, and so I did.
I hope this gloomy, indolent weather gives way to a bright, sunny day tomorrow, or else I'll have to skip college again. (Reason #909 for skipping college.) Before leaving, I'd like to share a poem that I wrote last night under the effect of nostalgia that rain brings along.

Just Another Night

Another rainy night, another memory ride
Smiling through her tears
Trying hard to force the thoughts out of her head
But it all comes alive like never before.

Still wondering what went wrong
The void puzzles her like always
Brooding over the distance she’s covered
Trying to retrace her steps.

The very picture makes her frantic
Her insides begin to churn
His name cuts her through
Like thunder piercing the sky.

Seconds of togetherness
Brought along a lifetime of sorrows
Minutes of the brighter world
Got lost in the tunnel of darkness.

Eyes that were once filled with dreams
Hopelessness now resides in them
The fake smile on her face
Gives no hint of the flame burning within.

Each raindrop is a memory
And memories aren’t like dirt in the rain
They might fade away a little
But the scars will forever remain.

Sunrise is not far away
She knows it’s time to put on the mask again
For life can get merciful
The nightmare might become a fairy tale again.

So, that's it for today. To all you people in Calcutta, wish you a happy rainy day. And to the rest, hope the day goes well.
Love,
Sayantani Sarkar.