Highway- Movie Review


Ok, so reviews aren’t really my thing, but after such a long time I saw a movie that not only made me cry but I also felt that even the most heartless of people may actually have a story to tell. So here it is.

I don’t really know if I would call it a review or what. But go ahead, have a look; i’m warning you there might be spoilers.

The movie is not your typical bollywood masala movie and for a change I’m glad it isn’t.

The movie begins with Veera’s sneaky night drive with her fiance, which ends up in her being abducted by a group of goons at a petrol pump.The group headed by Mahavir Bhatti (Randeep Hooda). They take Veera to their “aada” where they come to know that she is a daughter of an influential businessman. When everyone decides to back off given her father’s reach, Mahavir is adamant about his decision of demanding ransom in lieu of releasing Veera. They carry on their journey to Ajmer hoping someone would help them get her video/ photos taken so that they could send it to her parents. But, in vain. The same night Veera, seeing no one around decides to run away, only to be seen by Mahavir who asks her to run away if she could. She’s trys but in vain. She returns back eventually. Soon she starts feeling a sense of independence in captivity.


Later on, it’s their individual trauma of the past that brings these two absolutely different kinds of people together. Where Veera was a victim of child molestation, Mahavir had seen his father sell his mother each night.

Next what begins in an endless journey to nowhere.


“Jahan se tum mujhe laye ho, mein wahan wapas nahi jaana chahti.

 Jahan bhi le ja rahe ho, wahan pahunchna nahi chahti.

 Par yeh raasta, yeh bahut accha hai.

 Mein chahti hoon ki yeh raasta kabhi khatam na ho.”

She feels like she finally found her solace. When they find a perfect house in between mountains. (Next what happened is what will make you cry to bits.) The police somehow finds out their location and they had surrounded the house and Mahavir is shot at sight. Crashing Veera to pieces.

After Mahavir’s death, Veera is brought back to Delhi. Where she finally breaks her silence regarding her past trauma in front of everyone else.

The film ends with Veera returning to the mountains, working for her factory with female employees (referring to Mahvir’s helplessness about her mother’s situation?)

Still wondering why should watch this film?

Go watch it for excellent cinematography, the serene landscapes of this beautiful country; India. Watch it for Alia-Randeep’s amazingly believable performance and for Imitiaz Ali and A R Rahman’s sheer brilliance and the reason they are known as geniuses.

It’s intoxicating, overwhelmingly & heartwarming.

– The Lazyy Blogger


365 Writing Challenge. February 16th.

Ok, so yesterday while i was randomly browsing through wordpresss and stumbled upon this. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/postaday/ebook-365-writing-prompts

And thanks to this, I started writing so, now I don’t know if I will get writing daily or not. But had to start somewhere, so here I am.

The clock

February 16.

The clock

Write about anything you’d like. Somewhere in your post,

include the sentence, “I heard the car door slam, and immediately

looked at the clock”

I had reached my new office half an hour before. First days are awkward. Well, most days are but this is the problem about being socially awkward. As much as I love my new job and the work I’m suppose to do. The thought of meeting the new people slightly terrified me.  I’m not a people’s person, never was and I highly doubt I could ever be. I heard a car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock. It was 9:00. The official office time. A girl, almost my age entered. She happily wished the gatekeeper a good morning and then went ahead to open up the office. Damn. I thought, extroverts are hard and mostly treat socially weird people like say me, as if we were some disabled folks and keep pushing us to speak as if we were the kids in nursery class. As much as i did not want to enter then, I thought it would be nice to enter the place before the boss and others did. So I took a breath and entered.  She looked up, while she was arranging a few files nearby.

“Yes?” she said too sweetly. I hated extra sweet people.

“I’m Vineet.” I said. Didn’t know what else to say.

She continued to give me confused look.

“I’m the new intern here.” I added.

“Oh!” she said brining the happily excited look back on her face.

“I’m Megha, I joined a few days back only.” I could see two people arrive from the entrance who glanced at us, but did not stop to talk. And she continued”I’m also an intern like you. Which branch?”

“Design.” I said.

“That’s great. Me too!”

I just awkwardly smiled.

I guess the boss will come in a assign you the work officially but we’re to help at the next documentary they are making, It is regarding the social awareness week for this company, that is our client.”

“Alright.” I said.

She’s going to be hard to work with I thought.

Just then, the boss arrived. He looked at me and signaled me to join him.

I left soon after.

-The LazyyBlogger.

If Only


After snoozing my alarm for which I thought was the second time, I check the time. 9:00. I was late. Late for the meeting at 10:00, and I had to travel for half an hour. If only mom was home I thought. So, I quickly grab the only ironed shirt in the wardrobe. And yesterday’s trousers hanging in the bathroom peg. If only had I skipped yesterday’s match. If only I had woken up early. If only there’s not much traffic on the way.  If only. I look at the watch again, 9:10.’I should really get going to the station’, I thought. Took my file and left. A small run, a turn here and a dodge here, avoiding any crash I moved forward in a hurry. But *crash* and I bumped into someone. All the papers on the floor

Great” I said.

I hastily drop to my knees and pick up every sheet while breathing, “Shit” multiple times. I notice that the girl who bumped me is helping in picking up the papers. Looked at my watch again.

9:25. “Need to rush.”  I reminded myself.

“Thanks” I said to the girl who helped.

But as soon as I saw her face, I almost dropped the file again.
I was stumped.


All the memories came rushing to me.
All the words.
All the promises.
All the lost love.

The conversation played in his mind.

“I’ll always be there for you Rhea, no matter what.”

I couldn’t believe that I was really looking at her right now. It seemed too good to be true. Five years had passed. And after that long time, here we were again, looking at each other, observing if this is really true.

“Hi Arun, nice to see you” she said.
“Good to see you too” I replied, still recovering from the shock.

I can sense the awkwardness the situation has formed. What had ended on a bitter note, had led to this.
My phone rings. I ignore it.

“Long time, how have you been?” She asked, I could still feel the agony of the past in her voice.
“ I’ve been alright.” I was still lost for words.
My phone’s starts ringing but I don’t respond to it.
“Looks like you’re still busy” she smiled. That wasn’t the first time she said that. Just in a different manner this time along.

My phone starts ringing. I pick it up. It’s from the office.
“I’m on my way. Just 10 more minutes.” I say.
Call ends.

“Rhea, it was really nice running into you, it’s just that I have a really important meeting right now. So..umm.. can we catch up sometime later?” I asked, not knowing what to accept as an answer.

“It’s alright Arun. Maybe some other time, when we accidently bump into each other again.” She said. Smiled me a goodbye, and left.

I left too. Thinking, “If only things had been different.”

– The Lazyy Blogger.