Don for the Masses........

Ahh it’s comparison time again!!!!! Billa versus Don. It’s a no brainer actually, Billa just doesn’t stand a chance. I am not a fan of Shah Rukh as I’ve said in my previous articles, but I have to say, I was just in awe after watching Don. The movie has a certain level of class and panache that however much Kodambakam has tried, cannot emulate. They say it’s not a copy of SRK’s Don and only a remake of Rajni’s Billa, but unfortunately they have taken this movie while looking behind their backs at SRK’s version.

To Ajith’s credit, I should say the stunts were good, cars were great and all the action was decent. I didn’t feel sleepy but was not at the edge of my seat either. Ajith may not have been as good as SRK, but he was good in his own way, but I must say, the girls just don’t stand a chance. Priyanka Chopra and Isha Koppikar were good with Priyanka making a stunning performance. Nayanthara was good, really good(I oogled her well enough hot kindJ of good) if not as good as Priyanka, but man must I say Namita just threw me off. Seeing her dance was like watching a shaved Female version of TR in a skin hugging dress dance!!!!! Totally bad choice. Movie has comedy, which I tell u is nice but sorry buddy, just doesn’t fit in a action thriller here. Ajith my dear man, just because you are doing a remake of Rajni’s film doesn’t mean you do everything he does!!!

All the locales were great and some were even stunning. Cinematography was nice. Music through the movie was great though I didn’t like any of the songs except for the theme music.

The cops and bad guys all looked dapper in their suits and coolers. The usual. It’s a ok kinda movie you can watch once. It will linger on though…

Don for the masses, class n Ajith’s local crowd mixed into one Hollywood styled tollywood movie…

Here is a list of the Vehicles featured in Billa 2007: (For the voracious car fan)

AMG Mercedes think CL55 or SLK55 or something…

Nissan Skyline R32(not sure if it’s a R32 or R33) The blue car he does Donuts with…

BMW Z3

BMW 5 Series

Jaguar S Type

Subaru Impreza Sti

Proton Saga (Teksi :) )

A car carrier truck with a perodua kancil, saga and other cars in it

A bunch of Malaysian Police cars which included

Proton Wira

Proton Waja

Proton Perdana

Toyota Hilux

An Ambulance Toyota Ace I think

Some vans

And a few other cars as well….

At the coffee house.......

It’s 4 o’ Clock. I look out the window onto the busy Manhattan streets. There is no sign of her. I signal to the Barista who nods and goes about preparing my 4^th espresso and I continue staring at my laptop. The figures on the screen refuse to register on my mind. All I can see are those memories of days long gone….

We were the hottest couple on campus; Ambitious individuals bonded together by love. We had dreams of a life together and all our careers pushed aside. Things had seemed great and settled until that day….

She seemed perturbed and cautiously avoided me the whole day. Inspite of her supposedly normal exterior, I could see that deep down she was thinking hard. I knew something was wrong. This went on for the next few days and I finally cornered her. She broke. The next few minutes of my life that day I shall never forgot or understand. I left the place torn and confused. All that rattled through my mind was her voice echoing the things she said. Life… Ambition….Love….Favours….Career….Climb…

I understood her dream of climbing high, but the fact that it had to be at the cost of our life together was something I could not accept. She said she loved me and that I knew was true, yet her chosen path was not something that I could agree to. “Let fate decide our life” she said and I conceded….

It just seems like yesterday, but 5 years have gone by now. Today I sit here awaiting the girl that I fell in love with. I know why she wanted to meet me today; To tell me the inconvenient truth that I’ve been dodging all along. Yet somewhere inside of me there is a part that hopes that yearns that she might spring a surprise. After all it was that very hope that made me drop everything and embark on this transatlantic journey.

“Hello”. I look up to find a woman, the woman who once was a girl, the girl of my dreams. “Ananya….” Is all that comes out of me… I pull myself together. “You look great, just like in college” I say. She looks at me, a knowing smile. Her eyes display love and for a second I think I see the heart of the young innocent girl that I knew. We just sit silent, unable to put forth a conversation. This was not how we dreamed it to end. She broke the ice. “Ramesh, I wanted to see you today… I need to tell you…. I love you still, but…. We both know… I’ve put myself into this, I need to carry on, I don’t want to put you through it….You’ll get better than me….

Silence was all that prevailed. I knew better than to argue. It was pointless. She was firm in her decision. Maybe it was for the better, Maybe not…

Minutes went by.

“A lot has been happening. I’m pretty tied up at work. I hope it’s the same for you in Brussels?? ”. All I could give was a blank look. Small talk obviously didn’t work. With nothing else to be said, she stood up. “I need to be going.” She came closer and embraced me. A peck on my cheek and “I will always love you” in my ears. This was her parting gift. She turned to leave and then again turned back. Our eyes connected. I saw a small tear down her cheek. Then she turned and left, lost amidst the crowd…