Scent of a Woman

Dude, watching this, I now want to learn to dance the tango before I die. :) and I know exactly which girl I want to dance the tango with.

Movie tells the story of an unlikely friendship formed over a weekend in New York between a blind lieutenant colonel and a boy who takes up the weekend job of being his caretaker. It's as much a touching coming of age story as it is a masterful character study of a blind retired man frustrated with the world around him. You'd never think that Al-Pacino wasn't blind.

Hooo-ah.

Awesome movie, awesome story telling, wonderful performances. Watch it.


p.s. Watch out for the wonderful tango scene.

Much ado about funerals

Funerals fascinate me. Other people's or mine. Don't get me wrong, I don't enjoy funerals, but I certainly do think that they deserve abit more thought than most people would give them. And if I'm going to be going and pondering the day another poor dude is gonna die and his family mourn him, it wouldn't at all be fair if I didn't ponder my own first.

Well, for starters, I'd like lots of laughter, lots of beer, lots of good food and just a few tears for mine. Let's do away with the staid old sad coffin, bring in something light in colour, not so imposing, something rather more appealing. And definitely try and get rid of that funny smell of chemicals preserving my body. Mm, and my mortician better be able to make me smile in death. Cause I'm bad enough at smiling alive, it'd be just a small favour to me and keep smiling for posterity. Keep it short, simple, and when it's done, just chuck me in the grave, and you can take the coffin away.

Before you say that's just weird and sad consider this, the whole point of the exercise is precisely that it's not supposed to be sad. Yeah true, I'll be dead and all. But imperfect humans as we are, certainly I'd have vexed the hell out of a whole bunch of you guys attending my funeral and it just strikes me as inconsiderate that when I'm dead, people are going to have to get sad and vexed again. If one has already done his share of damage when he's alive, the least you could do when you kick the barrel and take your rest is give them all a rest as well.

The way I see it, life is something wonderful. You can only truly celebrate something wonderful when it's ended cause only then do you know really how wonderful it all was. We're all here to make a contribution to this world. For now at least, our contributions are limited to the 70 or 80 years we've to live. And if you've lived your life well, had a good family, had good friends, worked hard, believed in god, believed in your life, helped people, enjoyed most of those 28000 sunrises and sunsets, well, why be sad about that? If I'm happy with the life I've lived, then it's pretty pointless that everyone then be sad about what I'd have been happy with. And just like the culmination of a successful project where you can clearly see the results, I want my funeral to be that big bash where the biggest project I'd ever have undertaken be celebrated. With laughter, with joy, with a tinge of sadness, but most of all, with memories to be taken away and treasured safely.

Miss me yes, but laugh with me, at me, and most of all, think well of me. Drink up me hearties at my funeral. ;)



How would you like your funeral?

What cannot kill me will make me study like a dog next semester...

I get knocked down
But I get up again
Youre never going to
Keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that
Remind him
Of the better times

- tubthumping by chubawamba

I need to pay more attention to my studies... ;)