Hannah No. 3

Today I watched a film called Milk, where Sean Penn plays Harvey Milk, one of the first gay activists elected to a public office in the US in 1978. He gets assassinated subsequently. And if you think I just gave away the ending please don't think that because this fact is revealed in the first five minutes of the film.

I liked the film - it was an in-your-face questioning of the rights of the state and the meaning of the civil rights movement in the US. I still can't believe that they classified pedophiles and gay people together - it's so stupid to even think that someone could think like that. There was a whole movement on how gay people shouldn't be allowed to teach kids because they would impart their "immoralities" to them.

It is a good film to watch. I liked that Sean Penn won an Oscar for his performance this year. He did deserve it.

I recently came across a song that I really liked: I'm reproducing the lyrics for my blog (I'm sure I"ll be noting this in my diary as well!!) It's by Miley Cyrus and it's called The Climb. This girl is apparently very popular for her role as Hannah Montana (Isn't it funny that this blog has yet another Hannah reference?)

I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming but
There's a voice inside my head sayin,
You'll never reach it,

Every step I'm taking,
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking but I
Got to keep trying
Got to keep my head held high

There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

Holi Hai

"There are worse things than looking stupid. Sleeping through life is one of them." - Laura Preble

Holi is one of those festivals which you should only celebrate if you have a good gang to do it with. It's messy - there's toxic "herbal" chemical powder .... grease ... banned water balloons, little devils with pichkaris waiting at street corners... bhang... bhujias...

It may be so cliched but this is one festival that allows you to let your hair down and be totally chilled about life. I like it because for once even though you're now this stupid responsible adult planning your taxes - you can actually now be a kid again and do silly things like run around throwing water on people...

Ofcourse, only for one day though - when we in India usher in spring.

Spring is here now - full blown with the temperature to match. Today was a nice day to play holi - India even won in the match against New Zealand and no one plastered my car with colour and water even though I was out in the morning at an hour which can only be best described as "risky". But apparently others felt the same way with the result that most of Gurgaon's Sector Road was empty.

I'm so tired now... Even though I've been sleeping most of the day after I came back - probably the result of all that kesri milk I had to drink.

Ah well, the rest of the week beckons. Time to become an adult again.