My morning walks are frequently interrupted by long periods of procrastination. When I do get going, it will continue uninterrupted until something comes around to break the habit. A couple of years ago during the peak of covid, this was a daily habit. On those walks I would see other people walking at the same time. As you pass them by daily, you develop a strange bond of acknowledgement with these strangers. One set of people I would acknowledge daily was an older couple, both very lean and lanky. They looked like their cares of the world were done. They always walked together in rhythm and we would cross each other twice on the round of the park. There would always be a wave, a hello and a smile at each crossing. I would spend a few minutes thinking of them and how they fit so comfortably with each other..

After a good break, I started my walks again. Today, as I was walking, I saw the lady in front of me by herself. It took us both a moment to acknowledge each other, and it seemed like the gap of all these days just got filled. She looked a bit sad, and I couldn't help thinking what had happened to her better half. I, of course, couldn't stop and ask her as we had never crossed the formal introduction bridge. I wondered if she had lost her partner in this gap. It made me sad to see her there without her partner.. I moved past her quickly as my emotions welled up.

Then as I looked up, behind her was another lady walking her dog and right behind that lady was the better half of my walking buddy and a gentleman discussing the numerous Indian stores around us. Now I understood why my buddy was a bit sad...

All is well in my walking world now..

 My almost new Google Pixel Pro suffered a wild mishap last week that left me searching in the dark corners of my bank account. Repair costs were high , and the idea of just buying a new one was very unappealingly staring me in the face.

I decided to get all DIY-savvy and researched Ifixit products, purchasing the Pixel Pro repair kit. With all the knowledge of a potato in a chemistry lab, my kid and I bravely plunged into the abyss of phone surgery at 11:00 pm . The YouTube video seemed to spell out the steps like a GPS, but then it happened—a moment of absolute befuddlement. It was like the video missed the "press the big red button to fix everything" step.

Cue the epic showdown: a roaring argument between the teen and a grown-up trying to adult. Age initially flexed its muscles, but alas, 15 minutes later, I had to retreat as the teen was proven right. Roles reversed, and she started throwing rhetorical fireballs at me, while I shamefully took cover. She took the lead on the surgery, while I stepped back performing trivial activities like removing the adhesive from the backing.

After a couple of trial and errors, we were able to hear only the sound and not see anything. We managed to backtrack and correct all our blunders. We attached the screen, powered it on, and voila, the screen lit up with "Google".

Two hours later, we emerged victorious from the smartphone-surgery battlefield, equipped with newfound wisdom and the ability to replace phone screens.

Lessons learnt..

1. YouTube shorts may be short, but they wield the power of enlightenment!

2. While phone replacements can drain your wallet, DIY is surprisingly doable if you're up for the challenge.

3. The teen phase isn't always a battleground; it's a phase of budding mini-adults.

4.We've just minted a core memory, complete with a humorous saga of screen repair!

5. And oh yes.. I need to invest in a screen protector..

Ra-one viewed and reviewed

Ra-One viewed and reviewed here.. there are a couple of reasons I wanted to watch Ra-one. I had not seen any Shah Rukh Khan movies in the past so many years on big screen. The last time I saw him on the screen was in Om shanti Om. The other being Rohini was crazy about Chammak Challo!

So here goes my review for the movie.

Remember you are going to watch a super hero movie. Which movie based on a superhero had any logic invested in them? Let the thrills begin and keep going seem to be the motto there.

Also remember that you are going to watch an Indian super hero movie. The movie is made by an Indian.. is in India and is based on a game hero that is an Indian. So why do you cringe, if the droid-hero has a few pixels of H(e)ART in him?

By all standards of super hero movies made in the USA, this movie falls short.. but by all standards of super hero movies made in India, this movie has its own standing.

Chitti took the cake with Robot. G.One takes the pie with Ra.One.

The story line is about average.. a lot of hamming done by SRK as Shekar . He didnt have to be the nerdy tamil geek scientist. At the same time as G.One when he said he would protect you, you do believe it.. there were some attempts at Steve Martin (read pink pantherish) type humor. All these nag a little in the back of your head.. because now the director/story teller is attempting to put some logic where there can be none. Kareena looks good and is surprisingly tolerable. I didn't cringe like I did every time Aishwarya Rai came on screen in Robot. The kid also does not grate on your nerves, unlike the kid "Rehaan aapse bahut pyar karta hain" from Fanaa.
The sidekicks played a minimal role and did what they had to..The special effects are good. The villain Arjun Rampal has exposed another facet of his talents .. This guy can be menacing.The climax was again technology vs human brain ..

The concept of a game hero stepping out of the gaming world into our world to finish off a game is brilliant. Today when you think its cool to have a relationship with your Phone a.k.a Siri, why is it difficult to conceive a world where technology and humans actually can meet.
A.I has proven to be very powerful today with machines being automatically controlled, Surgeries performed by Robots and planes flying on auto pilot. Today we have no problem trusting our lives to these machines.


In one of the reviews on Ra.One I read somewhere that the characters are not 3-D but only 2-D .. If you are watching a movie based on game heroes.. I am surprised you look for  3-D traits in game heroes.
This is not a movie for the person who wants to laugh with P.G wodehouse. This movie is for when you want to step out of your real world into another world and believe its possible.
Go watch it once.. have fun and come back. Don't watch it expecting Shakespeare to fly into space and rewrite star wars and star trek.

Identity Crisis Resolved

It's not the first time.. and I am sure it will not be the last time. Every party that I attend, where the majority of the attendees speak one common language, have made my origins a source of their jokes.. of course with the disclaimer that they hoped, I didn't feel bad.. which I don't because I don't consider myself as any more of a malayalee, than I would consider myself a maharashtrian. Having grown up in a cosmopolitan environment, I never had to defend my people or my language. It was but natural that all my friends didn't have one region or one language to unite us. There were a variety of topics to keep the conversation up.

The reason I felt enough to blog about it is that now I have a few questions about my identity. I didn't grow up in Kerala, so I don't know what the people there joke about..I didn't grow up as Maharashtrian, so no idea what the jokes there are like. My parents never encouraged talking about other people or grouping them as far as I can remember.

It is only after moving to the US, that I have become very conscious about my identity. I used to introduce myself as a mumbaiite, originating from Kerala. My husband always tried to set me right.. but I never realized how right he was until now.

But just to get the little facts about Malayalees that I know..

a. We do not all have an accent. If we do, its an accent most south indians for whom English was not the primary language share between themselves.
b. We do not all have a chai kadda..Even then, we are the most enterprising lot and educated lot .
c. We are all not non-vegetarians.. there are some of us, that don't eat meat or FISH and I am one among them and proud to be so.
d. We do not generalize and group people based on where they originate from. Everyone is welcomed with open arms.
e. Not everyone knows who or what shakeera is.. so STOP asking.
f. We have some wonderful cinema, that gets overshadowed by the movies made by bigger movie industries. Infact most of the hindi movies now are a remake of their very successful malayalam movies.

Today I sign off being very proud of being a Malayalee..I am a Malayalee, who grew up in Mumbai. I hope my daughter grows up as an Indian who grew up in America.

Adios.

Pineapple Cake recipe

I have been trying to get the recipe for pineapple cake..

this version is eggless.. I am using a product called ener-G egg replacer.

I had found a basic yellow cake recipe that worked for me.. and am making modifications to it, to get pineapple flavors in as well as using egg replacements..

So here is the cake recipe... This will make one 9 inch / 2 6-inches..

2-cups plus 1 tablespoons cake flour (not self-rising) (Swan's cake flour)
1-teaspoons baking powder
¾-teaspoons baking soda
1/2-teaspoon salt

3 tsp ener-G egg replacer  You should get this in any grocery store.

4-table spoons water

1-cup diced canned pineapple along with the canned juice.
1 stick (1/2- cup) unsalted butter, softened
1-cup sugar
1-teaspoons vanilla extract
1-cup buttermilk

DIRECTIONS :

Preheat oven to 350°F. Prepare cake pan

Mix flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a medium bowl.

In another bowl, beat butter and sugar in a large bowl

Beat in egg replacement ( mix the egg replace with the water )

Beat in vanilla.

Beat in buttermilk until just combined (mixture looks curd like).

Stir flour mixture till combined.  
Pour batter into a well greased and floured pan.. line the bottom of the pan with parchment paper. 

Bake for 35 to 40 minutes.

For Frosting

2 cups heavy cream

2 table spoons icing sugar)

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Beat everything in a chilled bowl and with chilled beaters.

Keep in the fridge for a few hours.

Cut up the cake, layer with frosting and pineapple pieces

Layer the cake slices

Do a last frosting with whipped cream again

Pop it back into the fridge for some time

You can take it out and decorate it as you please…

Walking for a cause..

Late March, I received an email, "Pledged for a cause" from my friend S.. I ignored it..I was too pressed for time with work, family and home, to think about my friend and her email.

A few days later, I received another email from her "I need your support" .. I shelved it to the back of my mind, promising myself that I would go back look at her cause, later and also fund her.. but time pressures and commitments came in between and that was put on a pending thought.

It took a couple of emails from her to jolt me from inaction to action, and I donated the money to her cause.. which was a walk for breast cancer. My thoughts were she is a little crazy to be doing this.. and why is she doing this?. Putting herself through a 39 mile walk to raise some money. But I didn't get a chance to pursue this thought much further.

Some time last week, we talked for over an hour,which we had never had a chance of doing ever since we left school...she was in training, walking her 5 miles to be ready for the big walk.. and I realized that this girl is commited to this cause and I was amazed..It takes a lot to be commited to a cause that does'nt affect you directly. One has to be selfless and determined to go through with this.. to be focussed on the end goal and the route to take. She was doing this walk, and she had her focus and determination in hand and in place. Distractions and other priorities had no place in this walk... S, you amaze me every single day.. I know I have told this to you before.. but when I think of you walking 39 miles in 2 days, on the 10th of July, I have to put you on a really high pedestal.

I will be thinking of you and suporting you in your walk.. don't think that you are doing this by yourself.. I am with you.. and I will be walking along with you from here.. as much as I can and if you feel the need to stop, I will goad you on..

Love
kavi..

The matrimonial bug..

This is so strange. A few years ago, I was on the other side of the coast, the single eligible and "homely and comely" girl waiting for a suitable alliance from all similar boys. The saga of my groom search started when I was a very naive 21 and looked at life through the romance novels I read hidden from my mother's eagle eyes. My suitable boy was there and he was just around the corner. I like many others before me was ready to get married to the first boy my family showed me, because that was how it was for everyone.

The first alliance that came was from a highly educated fellow who was getting his Phd from a prestigious university in Texas. I spun all the dreams of a naive girl, goaded along by my parents, who didnt know any better. Needless to say that fizzled out due to the constantly changing mind of the groom in question and my better senses that kicked in telling me, I don't need a fickle minded companion. It was only after getting to America, to another university in America, that I learned the truth of the matter being he had a girl friend hidden away. His parents wanted to tie him down to a "nice mallu warrier* girl " , as his brother had also gone the same route.. Well I was better off single and eligible and homely and comely..

Well .. not exactly. Because now my parents kicked into second gear.they were not accustomed to this scenario. usually no one looks beyond the first proposal. hmm, so next they present me with another warrier boy, whom I am supposed to go and meet someplace in Austin. Well I was still listening to my parents back then and I went there with my roomie Rash. The two of us met the boy and his parents at the South indian restaurant. The only memories I came back with is that of the food and how good it was. I put my foot down strongly against this proposal, and my parents put both their foots and hands down in favor. However this was not destined to be

Still in second gear, they managed to find a namboodiri* lad, working for a big firm in California. He seemed like my ticket to a happily married and settled and contented life. My family was ready to write down the marriage date as well. But by now, I was not a very obedient girl and had my transgressions from the laid down rules now and then. So I and the namboodiri lad decided to meet up first. I am glad we did that , for it was a case of oil and water. When we converyed the decision to our parents, it wasn't unlike the Tsunami that hit the coasts later that year.

After this, I was extremely clear that any alliances would follow only after my studies were completed and, I found a job. I was not content being dependent on any individual , emotianally and financially. This was probably the start to a new me. Following my graduation, my dad who was sitting on hot cakes started sending me proposals... one after another.. Since I had already crossed the so called marriageable age and was tainted with the "US ki chori" (girl from US) label, the field narrowed down considerably.. The choices out there were not very appealing.. from a male chauvinist, who expected me to drop everything to be at his beck and call, to the geek in bleechers, who was content looking at the animals in the safari and taking pictures of them, to the player, who was out the scope by talking to multiple girls at a time..

Finally I met my prince charming, and am living my life happily.. I was reminded of the whole situation a few months ago, when it was time to get my brother married. But needless to say, he fell right into the normal scenario.. saw and talked to one girl and she is going to be his life partner.. a very sensible lad and sensible girl! Wishing both of you a very long and prosperous life together :)

* specific castes in Kerala

The cake

I promised to post pictures of the cake..

ever since i started taking the classes, I would be skimming through the web for perfect ideas for cakes.. after a while, thats all I would be doing while surfing the net.

I knew I wanted a doll on her cake and I found the perfect one at Michaels. and then it was all about figuring out what do I do withe the doll.. well here is the final version

still at it

I never thought I would say this.. but i am cultivating my gym experience as a religion.. something I follow no matter what.. I remember the days I would make up excuses to get off my behind.. but now no sir no! even if its for 20 min, I ran on the treadmill and came back .. I did a few min of patio cleaning, which is an exercise as well.

Since I am blogging about it, I hope that I will be accountable enough to keep at it.

Summer is here, the main highlight being 1/2 day fridays.. at work.. an incentive that was started last year as compensation for things we had to let go of last year. I have to find ways to get my fridays hours utilized..

on a side note, Rohini is now 14 months old and at the brink of spewing words.. well she has started babbling already.. in baby language.. we understand each other perfectly well.. :)

she enjoys going out for a walk wearing her squeaky shoes.. everyone stops us on the road and wants to know where to get these.. Well these are made only in India :)

Come to think about it, I miss a lot of made in india products... their counterparts here are no match for the original..

My tryst with losing weight

My weight and my relatives comments about it have been a constant pain in my rear end for a while now.. Well I have decided I am going to do something about it now.. the key to it, is to get my mindset right and I am going to put in the same dedication that I did, when I was learning to decorate cakes , paint or even dance. A will power is required. The goal is to be 10 lbs lighter by the end of this month and keep that pace through the next 2 months, so I'll get in shape for kiran's wedding.

So steps I took
a. I am drinking a lot of water. I begin my day with 2 glasses of water and keep an alarm on my desktop to remind me to get more water every 2 hours.
b. I am taking multivitamins now.. something I stopped for a while.. so yay healthy...
c. trying to get a routine together to go to the gym on a regular basis.. R is helping out by motivating me enough to get there by working out with me.
d. Cutting down on vending machine snacks..
e. Increasing fruits and veggies in my diet

There is also a challenge that's about to start at CB , called live healthy. a few of us have formed a team which i think is eventually going to be called transformers :D . I am hoping to get additional motivation from my colleagues.

in the meanwhile, I tried out a new recipe .. they say Cabbage and moong dal are good for losing weight.. so I made a soup with these two .. will post the recipe soon, once I know its having the effect I would like to see.

my baby doll is growing up so fast, that sometimes, I feel I miss out on her moments.. but thankfully , I have been able to see her do everything the first time around..

Icing the cake

Rohini will turn one soon.. and i have always been bothered by the fact, that i dont do much of what mothers do.. knitting, sewing, cooking etc.. When Ranjith and i were discussing the plans to celebrate her birthday, we were initially thinking of placing an order for a character cake..Since the outside cost was going to be huge, i decided to take up cake decorating class and see if I could do this myself.

So signed up for Wilton classes at michaels. So far so good.. getting some techniques .. some are flying past.

hopefully will get good enough to decorate her birthday cake myself .

My Baby

I am blessed, for I have a beautiful babe
her lips are red and her cheeks roses
her head full of curls
and lights dancing in her eyes.

The Jai Shri Krishna Syndrome

"Jai Shri Krishna".. This is the first thing my nanny tells me every morning.
As soon as she sits in the car , she greets me and Rohini as such. She started this ritual from day one..

One day, I asked her, why do you and other gujrathi's do that?She replied, saying it makes the day go better. So it went on for days,As soon as she sat in the car, I would say good morning "x" aunty and she would reply Jai Shri Krishna.

After a few weeks and feeling more awkward with my anglicized good morning, I started responding to her with the same greeting . Just recently I realized that my day goes so well after I say that.

Glad she made me do that

Bombay people are intimidating

So many people have told me that, they find people from Bombay intimidating. People from Bombay find other Bombay nivasis intimidating.

why is that ?

I was initially surprised... and then got used to hearing it without thinking consciously about it, even when my husband said it.. I poohed the notion away. I attributed that thought to the whole Bangalore is better than Bombay ideology that some bangaloreans who left banglore in 2000 seemed to carry. This afternoon another friend of mine from Bangalore said the same thing about another bombay resident.


But now after so many years, living away from bombay, I have caught on to the fact, that yes bombay ppl can be intimidating. After all , living in a city that forces you to be rich,poor, elusive, available, panting, sweating, happy, sad , cunning and simple ..can kind of make you intimidating.

Democracy = hypocrisy

This morning while I was surfing through my daily web routine, I came across this headline

'Democracy strengthened, says CEC'

right below that headline, there was another one.

'We will not allow Valentine's Day celebrations'


No mistake, we are talking about the largest democracy in the world --India . I had a nice chuckle reading these articles.. The second announcement is a direct result of Ram Sena's activities in Mangalore. A group of political wannabe's beat up/molested women who dared to bare some in an absolutely "safe place" a pub.


To the so called moral police of the nation, I have two questions.. what were these men doing in a pub ? did they go there to attend a rally ? What were they doing in a pub at night ? Did they have a couple of drinks while waiting for their leader to announce a toast ? ( drinking is so not against Indian culture when MEN do it) . Did they make passes at some of the girls who were there ( this is also not against indian culture... where men don't respect women) , who in their right minds refused their advances . Did they get enraged in their intoxicated state by the refusal of the girls.. and took it upon themselves to teach all of them a lesson, (not for stepping out into a club...but for actually refusing the next leader of the country)

Then they have the audacity to say that their activities were to protect the Indian culture..

The six fundamental rights of an Indian as defined by the constitution:

1. Right to equality


2. Right to freedom


3. Right against exploitation


4. Right to freedom of religion


5. Cultural and educational rights


6. Right to constitutional remedies

I would like to know which right of ours was Ram Sena protecting? And I would be mistaken in isolating just Ram Sena...I would like to pose this question to every political party that changes it agenda at its whim and fancy. Shiv Sena, BJP , Samajwadi, UPA and every party in India.
What rights of ours are they protecting by banning valentine's day? I don't hear anybody opposing Mother's day or Women's day or Father's day... aren't these western concepts as well ?
What rights of ours are being protected by Shiv Sena, when they are ready to stone shops run by immigrants to Maharashtra ?

Why should we give the control of our nation and state and people to parties , to whom all this means nothing but power and money ?

What will it take for us Indians to come up with an honest party which has integrity and honor as its base values and the welfare of the citizens as its main agenda..

If we want to be the largest and the best democracy, we should not fight for differentiating people based on religion, sex,caste,language,origin ...but for the equality of all despite this variation.


---"Today I am waiting for a new dawn"

Adios
Kavita

Slumdog Millionaire

Every one I know who blogs has blogged about this movie.. and I don't know why I waited so long. I saw this movie about 3 weeks back. This is not in response to the golden globes the movie won or the Oscar nominations that the movie won..

Whats got me riled is INDIA and the frog syndrome.. A couple of days back, I saw a news article on rediff.com which says that the slum dwellers association in mumbai has sued Anil Kapoor and A.R Rehman. Anil Kapoor because not he.. but the character he portrays in the movie calls the boy a slum dog... where is the line between reality and cinema? Why pull down the one frog that managed to climb out of the well ?

Another thing that bothers me.. yes the movie is shot in India and yes its made in Mumbai and yes its got indian actors... how does that make the movie Indian? It could have been a story set anywhere..Not a single filmmaker in India would have dreamt in their wildest dreams that they could make a movie on life and innocent love and win the globes or the hearts of a million people.. because whats a movie without SRK or a few girls in skimpy clothes and a few dances?

I loved the fact that Danny Boyle gave 3 dimensions to his characters.In traditional Indian movies the good guy is always good.. the bad guy is the epitome of evil and demon...but in this movie..there is no good or bad guy essentially..the host is arrogant and bewildered by the success of the "slumdog"a s he calls the boy. The brother is practical and led astray by the glitter of wealth but still rejoices in his brother's success.. the slum dog is naive and remains so.. the beautiful girl is beautiful and good but still practical enough to know that life as she knows it cannot get better evn if she dreams of another life...

The music is another aspect of the movie I love.. its vibrant and its colorful.. No one else could have done justice to the music as Rahman did..

here is wishing Danny Boyle success at the Oscars for movie that belongs truly to him and his vision

Planet Earth

I stumbled across this series thanks to A and I fell in love with the series. The cinematography is so beautiful only because our earth is that beautiful. Discovery is planning to broadcast this series next weekend and I don't intend to miss much of it..

Time to write something

Allright, so I have been very reticent about writing on my blog this long and its high time I did ..

So here are the few highlights of the last year..

March 2008 we had a long vacation in India

April 2008 , I did some major circus and lost my front two teeth (thankfully got them replaced) else it was hands down Halloween costume winner as early as April.

July 2008: Took that long awaited trip to New York New York..It was the best so far.

Aug 2008: We found out that as eventful as our lives were so far, it was going to be to more so.. as we were going to be blessed soon with our own baby to spoil and raise as we choose too.

Sept 2008 : We heard our baby's tiny heart pumping blood as quickly as possible.. and got the first glimpse of the baby.. just 2 circles one for the head and the other for the body.. and one tiny limb poking out.

Oct 2008 : I determined that its a low maintenance baby.. gave me no nausea..only reduced my appetite considerably. I started feeling my baby move.. and the best I can do to describe it " I tiny flutter, like a small butterfly moving under my belly" . I also started giving the baby a personal concert to my favorites.. And noticed a pattern where the baby moved for Asha Bhosle's voice a lot more than it did for Lata Mangeshkar..

Nov 2008 : 5 months.. and we got a full anatomy scan done..saw the baby resist the nurse's prodding to give a full profile of the face.. and when it did.. it was wonderful... :) We moved to a new place to make room for the new addition...

Dec 2008 : I got the first taste of knowing what it is to love someone so much that it hurts. I thought I knew love.. but I threw the idea right out of the window.. Early December, I realized that my baby had not made any noticeable movements for almost 2 days. Experienced mothers told me to drink cold apple juice and that would set the baby moving again. Tried cold and hot...nothing worked. So I called the doctor's office.. The nurse said, nothing doing go directly
to the hospital. Now being the pessimistic that I am, the worst that can happen at a doctor's is an injection .. so the worst at the hospital was much much much more.. So called Ranjith and in between my sobs he heard something that probably made sense to him and asked me to meet him at home. We both drove from our respective work places to home and then from home to the hospital.. all the while I was raising the water levels in Atlanta . When we reached the hospital, I must admit the receptionist there was much more comforting than anybody I have ever met in a hospital and after some paper work, had us go upto the examination room . There I was hooked onto the baby monitor...which failed to detect any heart beat. As the doctor left the room I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that all was lost...

She returned though with a Doppler m/c.. and placed it all over the belly and finally after much searching found that tiny heart beat again. To us it was the most joyous sound that we heard...

Being a first time mother, I realized that maybe the movements change and I just didnt know what to expect and no one was around to tell me any different..

As the year drew to an end, I realized the importance of having family and friends close to me.
I grew a year older as well.. and it was the best birthday any girl could have asked for.. and for that I have to thank my husband , my brother, my friends Ashka and Satlaj.. for making it the best.

Some people are moving out of our lives while others are moving in as well..
so a lot of big changes happened... 2008 has been eventful and very eye opening for me..

Adios!

Everyone condemns

but what happens.. Bombay gets her legs broken.. she limps back to normalcy and then her legs are broken again!

and everyone just condemns .. over and over again!

Review:Fashion

It's been a while that a movie had made me want to write about it. The last one being Rang De Basanti. This time it's Fashion.. and I know that the movie has been panned by many critics as being a superficial look at the fashion world. The movie takes one through the journey of a small time model who makes it big in the fashion world and becomes a super model.
Now the premise of the movie itself doesn't excite me as much as the journey itself.

Bhandarkar could have taken any premise apart from fashion , such as the world of cinemas, cricket, politics etc...
But he being the intelligent film maker knew that his movie would then be lost amidst the million attempts by other bollywood film makers who have ventured into de mystifying these super glamorous worlds . Ramp walking and modelling clothes is a glamorous profession, that makes to page 3 of the society columns. So I can see where he got his premise from and why. It will surely draw people in.


now the reason why I liked the movie is because of the journey portrayed .. of a small town girl who moves to the big city away from the protective roof she knew all along. She makes it through the ardous path set before her towards her success. On the way she meets people who believe in her and finds friends who shares with her the same dream for her, people who genuinely want her to succeed. At the same time she meets people who tempt her for more . She decides her journey and on that path she succumbs to arrogance and derisiveness towards everyone around her. The rest is for people to watch and enjoy..

adios