Picnic, body pains and some nice movies

It is quite sometime since I wrote something in my blog.

I took an off last Thursday to supervise the flooring activity and to straighten out couple of issues that I had with the builder. On Friday, we were taken to Pragati Resorts, a weekend resort cum theme park which is spread around 1200 acres. It is around 50 kms. from the place where I stay.

The day was managed by an event management group at Pragati Resorts and it involved playing simple and fun filled games like, tug of war, passing on water filled balloons, shouting competition, along with indoor games like Billiards, TT, chess and caroms. The food was alright. The best part of the day was the afternoon, where we played cricket. We played two matches and the team of which I was a part has won both of them. We thoroughly enjoyed it; however the after effects of playing cricket after a couple of years that is the body pains are troubling me even today. Literally, every part of the body is aching, specially the right arm. I considered myself a combination of Shoeb Akhtar and Shane Warne and bowled around 5 overs, which left my right arm joint reminding me that I am not one for the next four days.

I have brought a series of movies from my friend Satish Vadrevu to watch all through this week. Some of them are, Cleopatra, Working girl, Diamonds are forever, Dr No, Octopussy, Edward Scissor hands, Kissi Se Na Kehna, Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi. Watched Pretty Woman on Sunday, I guess it is one of the finest movies ever made. Another set of great movies are Nottinghill, Autumn in New York and You got a mail. These are some of the movies that I would want to collect and watch them again and again. Similarly, it is such a pleasure to watch Hrishikesh Mukherjee's and Basu Chatterjee's movies. In fact, all Amol Palekar movies of seventies, Golmal, Rang Bhirangi, Chotisi Baath (Vidya Sinha is simply adorable), Bathon Bathon mein, Rajnigandha, Naram Garam are movies to collect, store and watch over and over. Mumbai today sucks, but when you watch Mumbai in these movies of seventies it looks great. In fact, I keep telling my wife, if God appears to me and asks me what I would want, I would tell him, I would like to be born in 1950 in Mumbai, by 1975 I would need a job in Mumbai earning around 800 and then, I would ask him to give me a girl friend like Vidya Sinha. That’s all. Do I have to tell you what my wife's reaction is?