Along With The Gods: The last 49 days
Those who meet, eventually bid farewell. Those that have parted, eventually meet again.
M.S. Dhoni: The Untold Story
Agar udhar Kharagpur mein job ka security mein phas gaye na baba…toh hum aagey kuch nahi kar payenge
The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button
Sometimes we’re on a collision course, and we just don’t know it. Whether it’s by accident or by design, there’s not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat – went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she’d stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who’d stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going to shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set off his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn’t been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot.
When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn’t broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn’t broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn’t stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would’ve crossed the street, and the taxi would’ve driven by. But life being what it is – a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone’s control – that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed.
Jack Reacher: Look out the window. Tell me what you see. You see the same things that you see everyday. Well, imagine you’ve never seen it. Imagine you spent your whole life in other parts of the world, being told everyday that you’re defending freedom. Then you finally decide you’ve had enough. Time to see what you’ve given up your whole life for, everything. Get some of that “freedom” for yourself. Look at the people. You tell me which ones are free. Free from debt. Anxiety. Stress. Fear. Failure. Indignity. Betrayal. How many wish that they were born knowing what they know now? Ask yourself how many would do things the same way over again, and how many would live their lives like me.
Babuji ne kaha gaon chhod do … sab ne kaha Paro ko chhod do … Paro ne kaha sharab chhod do … aaj tumne keh diya haweli chhod do … ek din aayega jab woh kahenge, duniya hi chhod do
“I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for ransom I can tell you I don’t have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you and I will kill you.”
Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That’s impossible. Instead… only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Spoon boy: There is no spoon.
Neo: There is no spoon?
Spoon boy: Then you’ll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.
Neo: What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge bullets?
Morpheus: No, Neo. I’m trying to tell you that when you’re ready, you won’t have to.
Morpheus: I’m trying to free your mind, Neo. But I can only show you the door. You’re the one that has to walk through it.
Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles in this place? Do you think that’s air you’re breathing now?
You know, a lot of people come to Las Vegas to lose. I didn’t.
What’s so crazy about standing toe-to-toe with someone saying “I am”?
Kung Fu Panda
The panda will never fulfill his destiny, nor you yours, until you let go of the illusion of control
Shootout At Wadala
shareer mey 206 haddiyaan hai
aur samwidhaan mein 1670 kanoon
haddi sey lekar kanoon, sab todta hoon
Radhika avasthi, log chicken roll pe saari zindagi jee sakte hein
Vincent: Max, six billion people on the planet, you’re getting bent out of shape cause of one fat guy.
Max: Well, who was he?
Vincent: What do you care? Have you ever heard of Rwanda?
Max: Yes, I know Rwanda.
Vincent: Well, tens of thousands killed before sundown. Nobody’s killed people that fast since Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Did you bat an eye, Max?
Vincent: Did you join Amnesty International, Oxfam, Save the Whales, Greenpeace, or something? No. I off one fat Angelino and you throw a hissy fit.
Max: Man, I don’t know any Rwandans.
Vincent: You don’t know the guy in the trunk, either.
Tyler Durden: The things you own end up owning you
Once Upon a Time in Mumbaai
Raaste ki parvaah karoonga toh manzil bura maan jayegi.
ek aawaaz hai jo mere kaano mey goonjti rehti hai
ek chehra hai jo meri aankhon ke saamne baar baar aa jaata hai
mere dil ka sukoon thi woh
ussi ne kaha tha pannchhiyoun ko aazaad karo allah ki rehmat hogi
allah ke makrooh ko aazaad karo
usne kaha tha ek mazloom ko aazaad karne ka matlab hai saari insaniyat ko aazaad karna
aaj mauka mila hai uski baat par amal karne ka aur mein wahi karr raha hoon
Zindagi badi honee chahiye, lambi nahee
Babu Moshai, zindagi aur maut upar waale ke haath hai jahapana … jisse na toh aap badal sakte hai na main … hum sab to rangmanch ki kathputliyan hai jinki dor upar waale ki ungliyon mein bandhi hai
Kab, kaun, kaise uthega … yeh koi nahin jaanta
HA HA HA
Adrian: It’s suicide. You’ve seen him, you know how strong he is. You can’t win.
Rocky: Oh, Adrian. Adrian always tells the truth. No, maybe I can’t win. Maybe the only thing I can do is just take everything he’s got. But to beat me, he’s going to have to kill me. And to kill me, he’s gonna have to have the heart to stand in front of me. And to do that, he’s got to be willing to die himself. I don’t know if he’s ready to do that. I don’t know.