A dream moment...

This is from movie Wake Up Sid and one of my favorite scene.

Gunja sa hai koi Iktara....

"Ek ehsaas jo rooh ko choole, ek pal jo bahon mein sametle, ek mohabbat jo zindagi savarle"

So what do I really love?

I was thinking of word love... and wondering how would I loved something? Why this silly question? Because lately I realized that I don't know what I really love doing. Am I doing just because I am supposed to or because I love to. One question leading to another - typical mindmapping. The answers didn't come easily but then nowadays I don't move on with questions fast. I think of them all the while. Hence, I have formed a hypothesis and just writing some thoughts here.

Things that bring smile to face and I can indulge in them anytime is things I like. Love is those that has power to move me and change my mood. No matter where I am, how I am when I indulge in things that I love, I am alive. So what are the things I love:

I love Hindi music! I know angrezi gaane are awesome. They have awesome music and lyrics. In fact, some of my favorite songs are actually chori from angrezi but they sound better in Hindi to me... Because when angrezi gaane are on, I have to focus on lyrics and then only enjoy them. Maybe my English is weak for music but to me songs are supposed to be for enjoyment and should be effortless. Music to me is not simply instruments but lyrics that touches your heart and moves me. It is my mother tongue - that I don't even pay attention to but I can still understand.

I love movies. The stories, the visuals the movements - I get so involved in them. When I was a kid, I remember I didn't know those were actors on screen. A particular instance I remember movie Phool Aur Kaante when I was telling that to my friends I said, "the heroine was 'Pooja'.... " So yes I love movies of all type except horror movies which are gory. They are just unimaginative.

I love words. I know thats crazy statement but I love to read and write. I read randomly and write randomly. But I love it. I read labels, signboards, street signs, instruction paper...anything with words. I always wondered why people write. Answer seems simple - to communicate. To whom? To themselves I think. Do people seek to be understood? That is another thought that I don't want to get on. But I write for myself. To preserve my memory to see how far I have come. I know things will change but its good to see which way things have changed.

I love photographs... not typical people but artistic photographs. One of my favorite site is Deviantart.

I realize that I love people watching. Sitting in an open cafe and watching people passing by feels great.

I love lot of things... but these are things that cheers me up instantly... even thinking about it. As 2010 begins, I am not taking any resolution but I have decided to be better each day. how? By indulging in things that I truly love. After all the goal for life is to be happy.