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Tagged - 7 Things Meme

I have been tagged by Bleu . The rules are that I tag 7 more people. Turns out that some of the very tag-worthy people I know are not bloggers and the bloggers have been tagged a while ago ! I maybe able to do a couple but seven could be hard.

7 things I wish to do before I die

1.Visit Kailash Mansarovar lake.
2.Live a year in Tibet.
3.Learn Hindustani Classical vocal music.
4.Own a cottage on a hill overlooking the ocean.
5.Meet my first love and tell him I never ever forgot.
6.Read the complete works of Aurobindo Ghosh.
7.Die on a spring morning while playing with my grandchildren.

7 things I do not enjoy doing

1.Grocery shopping.
2.Wondering what to wear on the first date.
3.Dropping a book I'm reading to answer the phone.
4.Making small talk with strangers in parties.
5.Orienting non-desi friends to desi food at an Indian restaurant lunch buffet.
6.Counting calories while at Cheesecake Factory.
7.Preparing Powerpoint presentations.


7 things that Attracted Me to Blogging

1.kottke.org
2.The demise of a content rich relationship.
3.Postsecret
4.The premise of anonymous authoring.
5.Amazon's Listmania and the fact that I don't have one.
6.Finding a blogging tool that didn't need me to be a techie.
7.The accidental wit and wisdom of my child, J.

7 things I say most often

1.Quit doing that, J !
2.Keep working on your breakfast/lunch/snack/dinner J, we've got to leave in the next twenty minutes.
3.Can I have a huge big hug, J ?
4.Pretty amazing !
5.Really ??
6.Correctomundo.
7.I've gotta run.

7 Books I like

1.The Dancing Wu Li Masters - Gary Zukav
2.Magic Mountain - Thomas Mann
3.Possession - AS Byatt
4.Shesher Kobita - Rabindranath Tagore
5.Omeros - Derek Walcott
6.Hugging The Shore - John Irving
7.En Isla Negra - Pablo Neruda


7 Movies I want to watch again

1.Dreams - Akira Kurosawa
2.How Green Was My Valley - John Ford
3.Charulata - Satyajit Ray
4.Two Women - Vittorio de Sica
5.Billy Elliot - Stephen Daldry
6.The Shawshank Redemption
7.Sparsh - Sai Paranjpe


7 pieces of Music I enjoy

1.Noyono Shomukhe Tumi Nayi (Rabindra Sangeet) - Hemanta Mukherjee
2.Unfinished Symphony - Franz Schubert
3.Allegretto ((Shepherd's song; cheerful and thankful feelings after the storm ) from the Pastoral Symphony - Beethoven
4.Dil Tadap Tadap Ke Keh Rahaa Hai - from the movie "Madhumati"
5.Jab Se Shayam Sidhare - Begum Akhtar
6.Aye Na Balam - Bade Ghulam Ali Khan
7.Ke Dilo Abaar Aghaat (Rabindra Sangeet) - Debabrata Biswas

Comments

bharath said…
Thanks for taking the tag HC.

At the time Charulata was made Ray was criticised for not remaining true to the book. Ray held the view that medium changes interpretation and sometimes, even the content.
Heartcrossings said…
You're welcome !

Ray is right about that. His interpetition was very artistic - not something I could say of Rituporno Ghosh's Choker Bali.

He reduces a very complicated story to soft porn. He should have picked a Shoba De potboiler instead of Tagore - it would have served him a lot better.

I ranted about Ghosh a while ago.
http://heartcrossings.blogspot.com/2006/01/eyesore.html
bharath said…
Interesting. I saw Choker Bali and couldn't appreciate the movie at any level. It did look like they had eroded the character of Binodini. I got this when I read Jiva's blog on that film and other Bengali films.

I felt the same about Parineeta. The movie seemed to draw its settings from Ghaire Bhaire. Though the story was commericialised to point silly. It was partially saved by some decent performaces.

I liked the link to retrievr. :) thanks!

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