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31929710rmi43Jirou Kitamura, a young boy feeling so much alone on this crowded earth despite so many human beings without being aware that his loneliness is to be ended by a robot sent from the future….

When Jirou is about to celebrate his 20th birthday at a dinner on his own, a young girl joins him out of blue. Being lively, energetic, lovely and a bit crazy, this new girl looks like a perfect match for him. However, he soon finds out that the girl has some super powers and in the end discovers that the girl is a cyborg indeed sent especially for him with a special mission. Being a cyborg, the girl is totally lack of any kind of emotion or the feelings that the human beings have; she is even not able to say “I Love You”! But this bitter truth is not a hindrance in front of Jirou’s extreme love for the cyborg girl…

My readers already know that i like far east movies and i found this 2008 Japanese movie quite enjoyable and touchy as well. It includes all the items of science-fiction, thriller, action, romance and fun hence serving the audience in variety. All in all, it presents an emotional turmoil in the end getting a 4/5 from me.

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sad_and_lonely_by_Sepia_Club1One of those days…i’m waking up and you are there with me in my mind…as if being awake (alive) equals to you!

One of those days…you are with me whole day…while holding my pen (feeling your fingers in my hand), while reading a page (my eyes meet yours), while drinking water (like tasting your salty lips) or smelling the air (filling my whole being with your soul)!

One of those days…i have been carrying you with me whole day again…the sun is about to set…you are now the reflection in my eyes or the hope in my heart to see the sparkling stars in the dark sky (thinking that you might be looking at the same star)…or the slight cloud hiding the moon..or the mild breeze blowing my hair!

One of those days…i’m falling into sleep…now you are the bridge between my consicence and my dreams!

One of those days…my loneliness is doubled!

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aloo_chaat_photo1Returning from America after completing his education, Nikhil is forced to get married to a girl chosen by his parents in line with their religion and tradition. However, Nikhil’s parants are totally unaware of the fact that he is already in love with a muslim girl, Aamna,  whom he met in America. Being sure that his orthodox father will never allow his marriage with a muslim girl, Nikhil consults his uncle for his help. They make a plan together to persuade Nikhil’s father and the rest of the family. According to this plan Nikhil tells his father he wants to marry an American girl Nikki, who is hired for the play and soon afterwards he brings both Nikki and Aamna (as Nikki’s friend) to their home for introduction and marriage preparations. Meanwhile, showing Nikki’s faults and Aamna’s good behaviour, he dreams of proving that religion is not an issue in love! However, Nikhil seems not to consider a series of mischances to occur in the plan itself…

This is the basic storyline of the movie without any detail. Time to time i remind myself of not watching any Bollywood movie whose cast i have never heard of, however sometimes i ignore my inner voice and i want to give a try to such movies. Reading the topic line, no need to mention that it was a chick-flick one without any special peculiarity, without bringing anything new into scene, or without providing any good music for the audience.

A pure timepass, or in more true words, a total timewaste deserving just 2/5…

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romantic-girl-692371_iThis week i did not finish any book to refer to or to take any excerpt from it, however while i was going through one of my old notepads i came across a nice quote which i had noted down and i would like to share especially with my female readers…i do not know may be the male ones can adapt it for themselves as well 🙂

A woman should have one old love she can imagine going back to…and one who reminds her how far she has come!

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Ek Kahani…

Behind a slammed door on my face,

With a wounded heart you still chase,

On the edge of a road with a fear of loss,

Every broken love, every faded moment base…

 

You are in every pray of mine to reach,

and felt in every breath of sigh to beseech,

Within a silence of hope, turmoil of pain,

You are a lesson in every experience God teaches…

 

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He was leaning against his car, his eyes fixed at far away. I reminded myself that he was waiting for me at the time and place i offered…3 pm in the afternoon at a park which was covered by a white sheet.

I had sensed from his voice that he was reluctant to meet me; he agreed to come not as a matter of kindness but as he was afraid i could be headache again. I already knew by heart that he would never do anything for me but still i never gave up forcing my chance. I don’t know the reason except the fact that I was the slave of my poor feelings.

It was still snowing quite a lot hence blocking my view to see him clearly. I went closer for a few more steps. He was tensed, impatient and looking forward to drawing an end-line. I kept watching him from the point where i was standing/hiding. My pains (memories) began to attack me using the current opportunity.

He and me sitting on a snowy bench, his smoking (sine quo non of my dreams), my watching his face,  his smiling at me, my getting shy, his crawling fingers on my hair, my head searching for his shoulder, his magical touches on my face…

I had to come into my senses as he started to move impatiently. It was 3:05 pm now. I was late just for 5 minutes and that was enough time for him to create an excuse. He opened the door of his car and got inside. Sat there indecisively just for 2 seconds and started the engine.

When i took a step forward, he was already gone!

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I swallowed the pill without focusing on its side effects…and i cannot deny i fall asleep thinking about him (visualizing can be a better word may be) trying to re-remember his every gesture although it was not an easy task for me any more as his face was more like a slight puzzle difficult to collect and to combine the pieces.

As soon as my eyelids lost the game, i started to dream about him. After my memories, now he was in my dreams. I did not want this to happen. The more i kept away from him the better it was for me, but after all how could i manage my dreams, i even could not manage a simple and small heart.

He was there just in front of my eyes, talking (indeed murmuring) slowly and softly (as he used to do) trying to show me that he was busy (as usual). He was working, so was I, but my attention was often ready to be distracted by him altough he never wanted to do so…even his look at me for a second was enough to take me to somewhere else (somewhere cold and snowy). He said “i am hungry” and i laughed as I used to make fun of him calling him “fatty” (although he always looked so cool with his figure). Then he ordered pizza (so romantic isn’t it?) and refused to share with me (how sad! we used to share a lot EARLIER). He offered me coke with a happy smile (as it was our favourite drink) but i refused saying Doctor does not allow me to drink coke, then he frowned and continued his eating with an ever-lasting appetite and i watched him with eyes full of ever-lasting love…

He was done with his eating and smiled at me again as if he was realizing me in the room for the first time. He came closer to me still smiling. Now my face was so close to his and our breaths just wrapped each other. I know he would leave in a few minutes. Suddenly I put my arms around his neck as if he is the closest person to me (but infact he was just a stranger) I hugged him as tight as i can even to prevent our breathing till we merged into one body, one soul…I buried myself on his chest and let his hearbeats fill my ears…let his charming smell make me dizzy…and meanwhile his hands were hesitant, indecisive about what to do.

Then he hugged me softly which was like a magic. I never felt so safe and relieved in my life before. Finally i had found peace and wished the same for him.

I opened my eyes slowly. Magic was over…my heart was in pain again…It was awesome to have him back but it was just a dream which was quite killing…hence i decided “no more sleeping pills!”

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