Shero-shaayari from Aamir Khan films

Fanaa

Bhool ke humse jo bhool ho gayi ho
Toh bhool samajh kar bhula dena
Lekin bhulaana sirf bhool ko
Galti se bhi humein na bhula dena

Dur humse jaaoge kaise?
Humko bhool paaoge kaise?
Hum woh khushboo hai jo saanson mein baste hain
Apni saanson ko rok paaoge kaise?



Sarfarosh

Milte hi nazarein dil milaaya nahi jaata
Aaghaaz ko anjaam banaaya nahi jaata

Phool khilte hain bahaaron ka samaa hota hai
Aise mausum mein hi toh pyaar jawaan hota hai
Dil ki baaton ko hothon se nahi kehte
Yeh fasaana toh nigaahon se bayaan hota hai



1947-Earth

Husn ki chakki chali
Ek daana phas gaya
Tum phase toh kya phase Dilnawaaz
Saara zamaana phas gaya

My favourite romantic movie dialogues

1. My Best Friend's Wedding
Michael: Kimmy says if you love someone you say it, you say it right then, out loud. Otherwise the moment just...
Julianne: Passes you by...
Michael: Passes you by...






2. Notting Hill
William: I live in Notting Hill. You live in Beverly Hills. Everyone in the world knows who you are, my mother has trouble remembering my name.
Anna: I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.


3. Jerry Maguire
Jerry: I love you. You... complete me.
Dorothy: Shut up. Just shut up. You had me at "hello."




4. When Harry Met Sally
Harry: I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

5. You've Got Mail
Joe: You know, sometimes I wonder...
Kathleen: What?
Joe: Well... if i hadn't been "Fox Books" and you hadn't been "The Shop Around the Corner," and you and I had just met...
Kathleen: I know.
Joe: Yeah, yeah. I would've asked for your number. And I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling you up and saying, Hey, how about... oh, how about some coffee, or drinks, or dinner, or a movie... for as long as we both shall live?

Munnabhai's experiment with truth

I saw Lage Raho Munnabhai yesterday for a second time over and ended up liking it even more. How a local goon Munnabhai leaves Dadagiri to adopt Gandhigiri to get back The Second Innings House, an abode for seven old men, from the clutches of a mean businessman Lucky Singh forms the crux of this film. In a very simple way the movie introduces to us the two long forgotten weapons of satya and ahimsa (i.e. truth and non-violence), which Gandhiji used to end the British Raj over India.

I read somewhere that "lying can never save us from another lie". Only truth has the ability of setting us free. But then as Oscar Wilde had once said "the truth is rarely pure and never simple". :) I guess that is one of the reasons because of which we tend to choose the easier road (of lying) kidding ourselves that we won't be instrumental in causing hurt. On a few occasions we even resort to the other extreme remaining silent in matters of importance.

Munnabhai's gutsy confession to Jhanvi, the girl he loves, that he is a crook and not a professor is thus an example to be followed by those claiming to talk about anything under the sun but lacking courage to do so in reality.

As the film progresses our hero following Bapu's advice goes around affecting the lives of many people and propagating them (and us) to walk on the path of truth.

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PS: I'd like to end with the following Elvis Presley quote

Truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a time, but it ain't goin' away.

Heart, we will forget him!

Heart, we will forget him!

You and I, to-night!

You may forget the warmth he gave,

I will forget the light.

When you have done, pray tell me,

That I my thoughts may dim;

Haste! lest while you're lagging,

I may remember him!

This is a poem written by Emily Dickinson which I came across a month or two ago. I had actually written it down and put it on my cupboard as a reminder to forget him but I ended up remembering him. There's a dialogue in this Aishwarya Rai film Kyon Ho Gaya Na which says "pyar ke liye sirf ek pal ki zaroorat hoti hai"... all love needs is a moment. But then why can't we fall out of love as easily? I'd heard this song from the film Mohra where the hero, suspecting his ladylove to have been unfaithful, croons:

Ae kash kahin aisa hota

Ki do dil hote seene mein

Ek toot bhi jaata ishq mein toh

Takleef na hoti jeene mein

I believe every person nursing a broken heart would want this to be true. :) But alas...

Idol worship

I remember that when I was in my final year of college some students during a group discussion declared that there are no idols left in our country to worship. What with so many politicians involved in some scam or the other and film personalities getting caught using dope and sports stars making money through ads while their stardom lasts, those students were not entirely wrong.

But they were not entirely right either.

By calling past as history we end up undermining its importance. Its time that we for a change look at the bygone era and search for our idols in the books that chronicle our fight for independence. We'll find great names like Gandhi, Nehru, Bose, Bhagat Singh and Azaad and many more. But all their sacrifices would have been in vain had the masses not joined forces with these leaders in India's freedom struggle. And therefore, I believe that one can find an idol even in an aam admi (a common man). All we have to do is look closely at the people around ourselves.

I've found my idols right in my home.

There are times when I don't listen properly to what my father is saying because I am more interested in what's coming on the tv standing in front of me. But there's never been a time when my father has done that to me. He is the most hardworking and honest man that I have come across in my life. Then there is my elder sister who like any elder sister can do no wrong. I try hard to be like her and talk like her while making presentations but I can't beat the original. :)

And how can one forget our mothers... their hearts filled with unconditional love... always putting the family first... always wanting the best for their children... many times giving up their own desires for our sake.

How about seeing an idol in our friends? Friends who jump with joy when we share a good news with them. Friends whom we can lean on in troubled times. Friends who continue to give proxy for us during attendance taken in classes, even after having got caught before. Friends who not only write their own assignments but ours as well so that we can spend one day less in the hostel, reach home a day early and at the same time not loose any credits for the home work.

Why not look up to our teachers who treat all students alike? Teachers who never say that they won't teach a particular student because he/she is not good. Lets learn something from their never failing enthusiasm at trying to get the best out of the worst bunch of kids.

Really there are many idols out there. We just have to open our eyes to acknowledge their presence.

After finally having accomplished the above task we should remind ourselves that an idol is not only meant for worshiping but also for emulating.

Something about me

Let me begin by introducing myself. I am NCLGIRL. The name comes from my workplace. NCL stands for National Chemical Laboratory where I am doing Ph.D. I had never thought that I'll be studying this long. Had I known this in class eighth then I probably would have been a lawyer today. My elder sister nicely spooked me out when I was still in school by telling me that I would have to put in at least nine years of study and even after that the only job I'd get would be that of swearing in the witnesses in court.

That said I am happy with what I am doing now. Ever since I had done a one month project at NCL after my second year at college I had wanted to return there to work. I was very impressed with the magnetic doors really. :D Plus the scientists that I'd met there were very down to earth. Infact things haven't changed in all these years. Some of the most knowledgeable scientists here are the most simple people who interact with us students like our friends. So while the atmosphere at NCL remains the same, it has changed me.

I used to be extremely shy in school and college. I was never one of those who raised their hands to ask a question or answer one. I preferred sitting in the audience during events rather than setting my foot on stage. But its not so any more. These might seem small things to some people but not to me.

That's enough of serious talk. On the lighter side let me talk about movies. I am a big time Aamir Khan fan. He is my first crush and first love. My Boss however doesn't think that I can be in love with AK because I have never met the actor in question. Hehehe. Well... but then Sir hasn't seen my huge collection of Aamir Khan photos, interviews and articles which I've been maintaining since class ninth. I've used some of these to make two scrapbooks and I'll need countless more to put in every bit of paper cutting that I have.

I've watched all of Aamir Khan films but the ones that I simply love are Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar, Akele Hum Akele Tum, Sarfarosh, Lagaan, Dil Chahta Hai and Rang De Basanti. He can enact dramatic, romantic and emotional scenes with an unparalleled ease. He becomes all these characters and makes you fall in love with each one of them. I can just go on and on about my favourite hero really. But let me save this topic for another post.

I guess I've written quite a bit but there's just one more thing to tell. The title of my blog is inspired by the name of my school's wallpaper called The Scribbler. I had thoroughly enjoyed my stint as the Student Editor. But I stopped writing after passing out of school. Thanks to this blog however, I am back at it again.