Archive for November, 2007

all day all night mujhe yaad sataye teri

im back from thanksgiving break and a long night of sleep – have so much stuff stacked up and due for tomorrow its crazy!
the good news is that my car is up and running finally..yayy!just need to get the turn signals fixed.also i was thinking of doing some kinda artwork done on the part where someone bumped into me. that way i wouldnt hv to worry about ppl judging my driving.
what else – things with ra r still rocky. i miss him so much and wanna see him so bad but im really sick of being treated like a doormat. he needs to appreciate me n until he does i dont think i will try fixing things with him.
thanksgiving break was OKAY.much of it went stuck in my mama’s house in ATL babysitting sarim. thanksgiving dinner was awesome though. sitara auntie along with her sister mary (who wants to marry murad mama) neice loren, hubby arif and random indian friend, azad uncle and amy auntie, baber uncle,patty and michelle came. the turkey was awesome as were the empinadas, bakhlava, biryani etc.didnt shop for anything on black friday and thats a shame coz i really need a GPS but im real broke. went to the asian store and got some seaweed, lychees and raymun noodles. that was it actually.my bro got tons of stuff.
worst was punanny’s breakdown the night before i came back to the rock. what a freakin drama queen. she gets on my nerves. and my brother is such an ass kisser- he had the audacity to bring up how i dont listen to my parents etc and im telling punanny what to do. im just like fuck u both. so this is what punanny did – she told this lady @ sitara auntie’s house that her child is real skinny and all i said is why wud u say that? it might hurt her but no punanny is super human and incapable of hurting anyone how could i forget.
what else- o yeh sitara aunties house party saturday night. we went late and right after eating which we did as soon as we got there and my greedy ass brother had to chomp down two whole huge lobsters my brother wanted to leave. him and his wife were whining like damn bitches the whole time we were there.
we reached the place at 9:30 so obviously murad mama would wanna stay there for at least 2-3 hours. but heck what do they care. all they wanted to do was eat and leave. fuck socializing.
so my mom and i were completely annoyed with their behavior and then my brother wonders why my mom doesnt talk with him that much. with is asshole attitude im suprised even his wife bothers talking to him – but as they say in bangla – rotoney roton chine – she’s one herself.
also on the way back frm ATL in the car my brother and his ingenius wife were talking about how they think its appropriate for this particular girl named trina to marry my mama. my mama is 43 and the girl is just about 23. and why is it appropriate? coz the girl is poor and her family needs help so my asshole of a dad convinced her to marry this old hag.
i have no words to explain my disgust towards my dad. hate the sibling and wife as it is and its things like this when i just wanna completely disconnect myself from them. what sickos.
anywho off to eat smthn now and then write a paper.

dreaming about old, old men

what is with me these days?

i find myself increasingly attracted to older men. and by older i dont mean 30s…i mean 40s,50s,60s. wtf?

im attracted to most of my professors. so much so, i hv constant dreams about most of them. is it just the fact that i am so frustrated with ra? or am i genuinely falling for these old dudes? lets take N for example. He really likes me – probably just as a student and nothing more. but i kno that because he likes me so much (i can feel it that he does) i like him…and therefore most of the other ppl in class like me. What else do i like about him? he is really interested in me, in bd, in what i think, how i think, how i am, how i do. also he is just so extremely intelligent and full of all these random facts. also he is quite a bhabuk and that really attracts me.

so he is married..and from what it seems..HAPPILY MARRIED.one time i ran into him @ panera bread and he was alone, reading late into the night. and he seemed so lonely (at the time i didnt know he is married) anywho so i did wonder how come he is alone – id b with him in a heartbeat. but then i found out he is married and it makes sense. so i particular dream i had about him was pretty sexual. it was something along the lines of us doing it and his wife walking in on us..today when i had to meet him in his office i just felt that immediate attraction…wow! i really like this guy.

what about prof. m.n. – in kinda attracted to him too..and dr. l.t.before i used to crush on one old guy at a time – maybe S.R. or B.D. or T.S. this is the first that im crushin on so many at the same time.its just soo weird.

—i just came back frm jada’s…so freakin trippy rite now..plus i smell of smoke. gotta showered. too f’d up now. gotta go sleep.

p.o.

pool action

this week has been partially productive. yesterday jada and i shot just a little bit in the pool about an hours worth that’s probably just gonna use EVERYBODY was staring at me.man it was tough.

after the pool part i went to hang with jada and Isiah. it was aite. got …. as hell though.

LOST

would you believe it…i just lost 6 hrs of editing!!!

OMG who says macs dont fail…?this damn mac ate my movie up…now dats all on my agenda today edit..edit…edit…shoot..shoot…shoot…

oh god. when is this going to end?!

The Joys of a 1 sec Lip Lock

last nite was quite an experience.

we continued to shoot bebak bibagi’s music vide0 concentrating on the parts of me and jr together umm “the romantic parts” and it was quite a challenge. My script had parts where i am sitting on him and he lifts me and turns his back towards the camera – little did i think about how hard it was gonna b wearing a saree. After a lot of improvisation we finally did it…and i think the part of the sofa is the most sophisticated part of this whole video.

another part of it was the bedroom where he is taking my saree off and we managed to somehow pull that off too. havent looked @ the footage so dont kno how it looks on film but i think it should be good.

i am so stiff on camera…so damn camera conscious..its weird coz when it comes to still camera i am a pro but on video my body just tenses up. anyway so jr n i had a little kiss to do on this scene where he is painting and i enter crying he wipes my tears and gives me a tiny kiss…

the kiss is kinda memorable. 2 seconds of not only lips touching lips my lips touching shun’s..yeh although it was for the sake of the video..it still is kinda special to me.

the last bit we shot was jr layin drunk on the floor and u can just see my legs doing some bharatnatyam…i think that bit is gonna b kinda trippy coz i was too tired to  get into it..so i concentrated on the leg parts but not really giving it much effort. am afrait it might show on film.

so im here trying to edit early morning n im so damn tired but i really needed to get on the top of things.

pray for me.

Cemetery @ Midnite

i think it’s every small time film maker’s dream to be shooting at a graveyard in the darkness of the night. Or is it just me?

After reading “Gorosthan e Shabdhan” by my idol Ray – it had been a long lost dream of mine – being in the Park St. Cemetery – just chilling there @ midnight just as feluda, topshey and lalmohon babu had done. But park st. cemetery to durer kotha – after being in the US for 4 yrs i still hadnt been in a cemetery.

The chance came along as I wrote the script for Bebak Bibagi’s music video for class. lashkata ghor eikhane koi pabo – cemetery e shoi. Jr (my actor), jada (friend n photographer) and i set out at 11 pm to a local cemetery to work on the shoot. My brilliant and flawless planning was such that the temperature outside was 6 degrees C and i was in a red chiffon saree and jr was in a cotton panjabi. Sounds great doesnt it..wait till jr n i had to take our shoes off – it felt like we were walking on ice. The wind was blowing hard – the moon was hiding somewhere – it was pitch black.The only things i could see were the tombstones -umm not exactly what i wanted to see at the time.

If nothing else was eerie – wait till we heard all these screams and yells of children (jr claimed they were from the houses around) and jada coincidentally dropping the light at the exact moment when jr and i were to walk thru the middle of the cemetery. Oh did i mention it was unlawful to be there between sunset and sunrise? Well yeh – add that to my misery.

We rushed through shooting and it still took just about 2 hours. There were these shots i wanted jada to take of me leaning against tombstones but everytime i leaned on them things – i could smell the wet earth and my oh my flashbacks of azimpur gorosthan came back to me and i just said to myself – lord have mercy.

So I also sported a nappy long haired wig for my part (i didnt think my afro would look “bengali”) and sitting on those graves – the hair was touching the ground. When i came home – i seriously felt like i had brought something back with me from the cemetary.

If you cant tell already – i am quite a bhitu.

before i went to sleep i remembered some names i had read on the graves – neil, mark, gail…I wondered if they knew what i was doing sitting on their graves..and how disrespectful was it..if i was 6 feet under – wud i care if someone was filming something around me…i dont think so….

today we will shoot most of the indoors stuff – looking forward to it. im sure though it wont be as exciting as the cemetery shoot.

I could always be wrong.

One More Lazy Day

so i woke up at 7 am today…and its sunday morning…r u kidding me…

and then i thought about it..it isnt that bad…even though i feel like ive been up for forever now i sorta do love waking up early.

During weekdays i usually jump up and run to class so on weekends i try to sleep late. If u ask me i couldnt tell u the last time i was up doing some art work early in the morning (altho that is one of the best times for me coz i just love the atmosphere..the air is to fresh..love smelling coffee and acrylic paint together!)

This morning i decided to catch up with the one person who i havent spoken to in YEARS, my sister nas and gave her the much awaited call. and guess what..i spoke to her for two whole hours…talking to her i realized some relationships never change. nas and i will always be the same – we will always be friends and will always encourage each others drunken sexual escapades.

s0 after a long lonely night scared outta my ass in my horror house..it was quite a start to a day that was so amazingly lazy i cant explain.

After talking to nas, snigs n ra i decided to cook some chicken n rice (so sick of outside food yech!) and found this brilliant hindi movie to watch named JOHNNY GADDAR. my current mission in life is to make my friends watch this film. i promise u will forget this movie came outta bollywood! the suspense was amazing as was the script and cinematography! OMG – sriram raghavan – u rock!

as im waiting for jr to call me so we can go shoot some “bebak bibagi” i figured let me write down what i really liked about the movie -

for the first time in my life i was actually noticing the editing and although most cuts were pretty crisp..it fit the jetset style of the film. the use of camera angles was great – as were the random shots that the director managed to fit in random places in the film.

noticed a thing or two about acting..and locations. the rich use of color. i am so impressed.

the director/writer had set the bar up high with ek hasina thi and this movie met all of my expectations. i also checked out the website for the movie. wow – a surprise there too. who knew hindi movies have such rockin websites!

soo jr still hasnt called me so i will go nap for a bit.

peace out ya’ll. dont forget to check out Johnny Gaddar.