Delhi 6 - 'Kala Bandar'

What i saw is beyond description... one has to see Delhi-6 to believe that there can be a perfect 5 on 5. Enthralling screenplay was surmounted over captivating background music, seriousness was blended with humour and messages were beguilingly conveyed with analogies.
Apart from the support cast, Abhishek Bachchan seems to have done the albatross by rising from his ashes, which till date symbolized his pathetic performances. The movie effectuated thoughts back into my schooldays when I used to frequent Chandni Chowk, the Paranthe waali gali and sometimes the Jama Masjid. Although, the coherence between Delhi and Dilli (the city of Hearted) has been highlighted time and again, but I will agree to the contradicting potrayal in Delhi-6. Suhel bears testimony to some of the depictions as his name had the Muslim scent to it and the way he saw the best/worlds of both worlds is wonderful/lamentable.

Delhi- Is it the city where I learnt to abuse, the city where I experienced my first brawl in the pub, the city where I punched a cop and ran for my life or is it the a panoramic facilitator of my identity.
Is it the city where I learned to dance, to play , to lead or is it the city that emanates whenever one my heart. I will never lose the visuals of those lanes and bylanes, those pubs and discs, those schools and colleges, those gardens and playgrounds. It is the city where i experienced affection, consideration and most importantly love. I may have experienced islands of jealousy and envy but it is miniscule when compared to what I witnessed outside Delhi.
At this point, I am reminded of two incidents:

• The flick for a six over point as the ball made contact with the curved portion of the bat. I could not believe I played such a shot. The next ball went over point again for another six. And the very next ball, I recieved the worst of the blows on my head. It was not the ball but the bowler who was livid for conceding the match. What followed will be better if encrypted but the involvement of Inspector Jain was funny.
• The day when I held your hand and said I Like U. It took me ten days of intense preparation. Thats how much is required when you break the ice for the first time in life. I wish I could experience the same insecurity and nervousness for one more time but I am sure, though not overconfident, that there are subtle tricks of the trade which will surface even if my try my best to curb them.

There is no generic needle for all stitches in life and I realised this well before time due to what happened in IIT lawns and what transpired between Svetlana and Mayank was another revelation on how life could be. To surmise, I consider myself extremely fortunate to have grown up in metro like Delhi. Apart from the glamour, it widened my discerning ability which gives me those nanoseconds to capitalise upon.

Back to work, first WCS Opinion is released the feedback I have recieved is very encouraged. 'Tele-king', 'Alignment-king' and 'Positioning Professor' are some of the amazing titles I have been conferred on. The second one is almost complete and the last review with Suhel was enkindling. GMAT preparation has started to gain steam and I wish to complete the exam latest by mid-April. The first score of 690 is a decent one to start with. Some questions that I am asking myself these days:

1. When will I write the third WCS Opinion?
2. When will I submit the paper for the Innovation conference?
3. When will I start quant?
4. When will I submit the business opportunity identifications?
5. When will I be perfectly fine without any glitches in health?

It is extremely sad to read these questions as it seems that I have deep-dived into my professional life. Where are these questions relating to discs, dates, visits to orphanages/old age homes that I used to ask and answer with relevant actions. I give myself another two months to come out of this quagmire. I guess I will be able to make it.

Adios