Om Shanti Om

It's an Indian movie that released last year. I got to watch it all over again on the internet at bhejafry.net; try it out if you're a bollywood fan.

One of the things that I have always admired about literature and cinema is its ability to connect on a personal level. Think of it this way; you observed something, a feeling, had an experience or a realization sometime in this life. Now when you read a book or watch a movie and another person, completely unknown to you, at another point in the time-space continuum makes the same observation or feels the same way you do, it reaffirms the common set of challenges that the human condition tends to present us all.

Getting back to the movie. There's a dialogue, when SRK, the lead actor makes a statement. He says, for some dreams, one lifetime isn't enough. It got me thinking. At 26, I have only about 49 more years to go, assuming average male life expectancy for an Indian male.

And there's so much to. So little time. And lately, for the past couple of years, time seems to be passing at a dizzying pace. It just seems like yesterday when I celebrated my 21st birthday.

So tomorrow, I will go to the Malibu temple to pop open a coconut at the sacred altar, to ask God for expedited service. It all needs to happen in this life time, I'll tell him. I'm doing my part, it's time he did his.

Om Shanti Om!