Finding Neverland..

I dream of Jeanie used to be the favorite serial of mine when I was in 5th standard. One blink of eyes and you are back to the past. I wished to have one such Jeanie to pass my exams. X-mas eve used to be the most awaited day at that time. Mom fooled us for years giving gifts in Santa’s red socks. We wrote demands one day in advance in a piece of paper n then used to keep it in the small temple in our verandah. I never understood the connection between temple n Santa but Mom said it is the same thing. There is only one God… just the ways to remember him are different. I believed her.

Now, neither I dream of Jeanie excites me nor X-mas eve gives me an adrenaline rush. Sometimes I think what is changed in me? Why don’t I feel excited in any of the damn thing? When I directed n acted in plays, “expressionless” was the word I used to call to the actors who didn’t act properly. Fuck ‘ol ..Now I can use the most hated word for any theatre person to myself.. that too in real life.. Expressions are lost somewhere .. Somewhere in the journey of life they fade into oblivion..

I still remember when we bunked school 7 days in a row for a cricket tournament.. We got suspended for a month from school and our pocket money got suspended for two months.. now I don even feel like going to the field. Yeah! I also had a collection of comic books ..some 1000+ comics were there in my library . There was a shopkeeper in a comic store. He never gave me proper time to search to add masterpieces in my library. He even denied giving comics in my hand before the purchase. I always believed in…HAR GALTI KI SAZA HOTI HAI..So I stole some 10 comic from his stall with the help of a friend.. Those were the days.. that sweet smile of my school time crush was more exciting as compared to fucking a hot babe now..

Neutrality z de present state of being…I hope its just a passing phase.. Now I am eagerly waitin for my summer training…to be in the company of my coll time frens …

I watched Finding Neverland few days back and I was back to the past for two hours…Movie covers a short period of the life of Sir James Matthew Barrie (the writer), between the release of his last play and his classic masterpiece Peter Pan. Best part was seeing how the people and events around the author have inspired the play, and afterwards, how the play has affected them (Sylvia, her children, her mother and even an audience of all ages...) it makes you realize that even though the story of Peter Pan seems simple, it is rich with symbolisms and metaphors.

The author strongly believed that the power of imagination can overcome age, sickness and death, and he tried to pass it on to everyone, but most importantly to the people he cared about (when he showed Sylvia Neverland)…Depp ,Winslet n de kids are awesome…Now I want to read “The man who was Peter pan”…

Movie leaves few questions left unsaid.. But It gives a hope…n I juz watched an episode of I dream of Jeanie…