It is now determined fact … having to sit at home and not go to work is the biggest disease ever that infected the human .. okay .. so some cancellations took place and work shifted, but it shifted the mind and body too .. I mean how many times can one see the same Cricket Football and Basketball game on the tele .. its on repeat for the station, but it becomes the repeat for us too ..
The ladies abhor the Sports Channel, so one has to secretly steal a moment away in a separate room to catch all the latest .. not to say that all ladies dislike it .. in general .. they would rather be viewing the social dramas, the comedic interludes and so .. but no sport .. uurrghgrru .. !!
And its 44 years of Namak Haram .. the film that Hrishi Da directed with great enthusiasm soon after the making of Anand .. and giving me that angry ebullient character of the businessman and his friend, played with such finesse by Rajesh Khanna .. a wonderful adaptation of the play “Beckett” ..
In the play and the film that was made, it recounted to some extent the historical relationship between the King of England and the Head of the Church .. both friends of immense stature and value .. and then one day their personal view points differ and the results thereafter .. the King getting rid of his best friend ..
I believe Peter O Toole played King to Richard Burton’s head of the Church .. what a cast .. and I believe on stage they would after a certain period of time switch roles .. or so I heard .. magnificent !!
Hrishi Da made it a socialist drama .. the difference in temperament and perhaps leanings between a capitalist and a factory worker .. friends beyond all, but the magnate asking the friend to join the ranks of his factory to feed back mutterings of revolt or workings among the labor, and to get the friend to effectively change their minds .. the friend does so, but his conscience realises that the worker was right and alienates himself with his friend .. that gives rise to the conflict amongst the dearest of friends and the results thereafter .. it is indicated that the magnate gets rid of the friend and is convicted ..
Beautifully scripted and written by Gulzar .. it used to be a joy to be on set and in the company of such talent around .. Hrishikesh Mukherji, Gulzar, RD Burman, and the superstar Rajesh Khanna ..
Shot entirely at the Mohan Studios, now demolished and given up to high rise apartments .. and I often wonder .. what happens when spaces such as these are taken over commercially .. I mean do those that occupy these spaces now, ever wonder that they live and domesticate the very air that breathed some of the greatest movies made in the times of the Indian Film Industry ..
There are times now when I work on the sets at Film City, or Mehboob Studios .. and RK Studios the reminisce of films made at various stages of my career at these locations and floors .. at times getting deeply nostalgic and getting into the habit of narrating to those unaware of the times of the times ..
Most of them that listen in to the narrations seem disinterested .. they should .. who would want to hear of the past .. for them the present and the future is of greater interest .. rightly so ..
Nostalgia grips the personal by the chest, embraces it with the warmth of the brightest .. the present and future is still too impersonal .. it will require time for it to be noticed and talked or thought about ..
It is strange .. I now shall lead myself to my bed .. but am apprehensive about what I shall dream of tonight .. will it be pleasant, will it be filed with unknown visions of distress .. shall there be hope in them .. or will they just be dark forgetful features, lost and forgotten as soon as the eyes open ..
Or shall find out and reveal tomorrow .. good night ..
Warnings: Wordiness is a curse. We get to see progress yay. I’m all up for a slow burn. Thank you for reading.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: You are a genius vigilante, misunderstood, feared and on top of the Avengers watch list. They see you as a major threat and has to be stopped. They’ve no idea you only have the best of intention but just has no idea how to express it a better way. And you like the reputation they gave you. It’s what you’re used to so you play with it. After yet another visit to the Avengers tower and being caught and then being shot. Things take a turn for you both when Steve seemed to break those walls and get to know the real you.
Steve woke up to the sound of soft snores and quiet knocking. He instinctively glanced to [Y/N] to find her sleeping soundly in a bundle of blankets, making him smile at her. He was worried for her wellbeing a few hours ago but looking at her now, with her hair in a mess and limbs tangled with the sheets.
His attention was taken back to the knocking in the distance. Steve immediately checked for weapons around the room and all he saw was multiple gadgets he absolutely had no idea how to use. A gun was the only thing he knew how to use but he decided on not taking it.
He silently strode towards the door, a little bit confused by the miscellaneous locks on the door accompanied with dim red lights. It resembled what a bomb squad would deactivate and that made him nervous and the patient knocking was pressuring him too. The corner of his eye caught the keys he left by the door and quickly took it. He inserted the key with shaky hands in the lock and as he turned, every blinking light turned off and he released a sigh in relief. He should’ve known all those things were just for show like it’s maker. He thought, chuckling to himself.
He hid behind the door as he slowly opened it, going into a fighting stance which quickly melted away when he was greeted by a rather innocent looking old lady sporting thick glasses with a smile and carrying a steamy bowl of soup.
“Uh, hello.” Steve greeted meekly, not knowing how to reply. He didn’t know if [Y/N] was in a different persona here or if he’ll be recognized or anything.
“Good morning.” The old woman greeted back, showing off a welcoming smile. She handed the bow of soup towards Steve, confusing him slightly but he took it anyways. “I just wanted to give [Y/N] some chicken soup.”
“Thank you very much, ma'am.”
“Is she okay? I saw that she was a little tired last night.” The woman sounded genuinely concerned and she was. She actually did see Steve carrying [Y/N] to her apartment while she was unconscious. She just needed to know if she was alright by the goodness of her heart. Steve sensed this and felt like she had the right to be at ease.
“Yes, she’s getting better. She has been overworking herself,” Steve reasoned, quickly thinking of an excuse for what the woman saw.
“Oh, how unfortunate. I know she’s a workaholic; always leaving early then going back in the middle of the night. I just get so worried sometimes.” The woman shook her head, remembering the very few times she saw [Y/N] go back home and [Y/N] always seemed too tired to be bothered.
“Yes, well, I’ll make sure she eats all of this.” Steve bantered, gesturing to the bowl and making the mood a little brighter. The old woman chuckled at the young man in front of her.
“She’s so lucky to have such a nice boy to look after her.” The old woman cooed as she placed a comforting hand on Steve’s arm. “Be good to her, okay?”
Steve’s brows furrowed in shock. Is this woman saying what he thinks she’s saying? “Uh-”
“Of course he will.” A voice giggled as Steve felt a hand snake around his arm.
[Y/N] woke up to the sound of Steve trying to be slick a moment ago. She would peek out and silently chuckle at him maneuvering himself from all the stuff she had on her floor. She couldn’t forget that frustrated look on his face when he had to open the door. She ought to tease him about it later.
It is so interesting to observe how Sansa dresses and does her hair throughout the series; because as Sansa undergoes her journey - starting with Southern dreams only to have them crushed and progressively returning to Northern realities - so do her hair and clothes follow and parallel this journey.
At the start of the show, we see Sansa wearing a pale blue dress with a heavy fur coat when she greets the royal family when they visit Winterfell. Her hair is let down. Arya is also wearing blue. This is the most Stark Sansa looks before a long time. Observe though that out of the whole Stark family, Sansa is already wearing the most pale of the coats - her parents, her sister and her brothers all wear darker tones. This marks her as the least of her family bound to their Northern roots. Indeed Sansa is presented as the child leaning the most towards the South and the one that could easiest adapt to it. Sansa is quick to shed her coat and upon arriving at King’s Landing, quickly adopts a Southern style, favoring a flowery purple dress that would easily please House Tyrell - a motif that she displays from the very beginning of the series. She still likes to wear pale blue though and although her septa points out she also quickly adopted a southern hairstyle, she still lets her hair down sometimes. She wears it southern-styled more heavily - and happily - towards the end of Season 1 as a way for her to get inspiration from Cersei.
Following the death of her father and with her dreams shattered, we see Sansa still choosing to wear southern colors - pale pink and blue - and she still sports a southern hairstyle very often. This reflects her initial fear of being left alone as hostage in King’s Landing; thus she keeps dressing like she does belong to the court as a means to protect herself, a way for her to blend and fit in. Notice though that as she finds some footing - learning to not give into Cersei or Joffrey but not yet standing up to them - she subtly starts to detach herself from the Southern culture. When the mob attacks the King, she is wearing her hair southern-styled but finds a way to have them semi-let down and after the riot, she lets them down entirely, simply tying them lightly behind her head while also dismissing explicit southern colors, choosing instead a more neutral violet colour - warm enough to fit the South but dark enough to stand out as particular.
This trend continues during Season 3 where we constantly see Sansa wearing the same purple dress, a rich contrast to Margaery’s pale dresses, the likes of which Sansa wore previously. In doing so, Sansa subtly reaffirms that she is alone here, that she does not belong in King’s Landing and that she knows it. Sansa copies Margaery’s hairstyle but it allows her to let her hair down. Never once during her time in King’s Landing do we see Sansa wearing sleeveless dresses like Margaery; she always has clothes with long sleeves.
Furthermore, Sansa does not really care anymore about appearing like a proper lady and even less a Southerner.
The only time Sansa dresses Southern style again is for her wedding. Being married to Tyrion and effectively becoming a Lannister, she once again sports a Southern hairstyle and wears a very Southern golden dress. Notice in the next episodes that she quickly reverts back to her previous purple gown and hairstyle even though she is now Lady Lannister.
It is during Season 4 that we see Sansa change her clothing style the most drastically. At Joffrey’s birthday, Sansa - reeling from the news of her mother and brother’s deaths - does not even bother to do her hair and simply lets them down. She makes one last effort and sports a Southern style for the last time
for his and Margaery’s wedding but still chooses to wear purple instead of warmer colours. Following her escape, she regains some sort of freedom and we see her wearing a cloak - not yet a fur coat but this is a first, more explicit step towards her Northern roots. We also see Sansa’s hair braided for the first time, in the style of her mother. In the Eyrie where Sansa regains strength from the snow and the cold and under Littlefinger’s tutelage, she starts finding confidence and learns how to stand up for herself; she lets her hair down again and sews herself a new dress - a dark one this time - effectively shedding purple and abandoning the Southern style at the same time .
In Season 5, Sansa returns to her Northern roots but finds that she cannot fit there completely anymore. Her hair - dyed black - is tied at the back of her head and let down and she wears her black dress and a black cloak, embroidered with light fur - the first time since Season 1 we see Sansa wearing fur. Back in a much changed Winterfell, Sansa adopts heavy greyish dresses, more plain and practical and far from the warm-coloured, light and adorned gowns from the South. Even for her second wedding, Sansa sports a more Northern hairstyle and she is all in white - a cold colour - and she wears fur again. Following this, she is often seen with a dark grey cloak and a plain greyish gown. Sansa has stopped alltogether caring about appearing beautiful and ladylike; throughout the season, we see her starting to own up to her Stark heritage and stand up to people on numerous occasions (Theon, Ramsay, Myranda).
Sansa finally embraces her Northern heritage. Her hair in Season 6 is braided in the style of her late mother; notice that in all her political meetings (with Littlefinger, with the Northern houses, with Ramsey) she always braids them and with the exception of her brief stay at the Wall, no longer lets them down - a sign that she has stopped being a child. She is wearing a heavy fur coat - her first real Northern-style fur coat since the first season. Notice this time her clothes and the coat are not pale anymore; they are fully dark.
In doing so, she regains her full strength and confidence.
Her choice of color is important here; she does not simply go for the black/grey or even the blue - she chooses a dark green, as a way to also show her Tully heritage. Furthermore, Sansa is affirming her position as Lady of her own House, sporting the Stark wolf embroidened on her clothes. This enables her to assert herself as a leader of the two Houses. This shows how well she now understands the tactics of politics. At the end of the season, now that she has reclaimed her home, Sansa feels comfortable enough to let her hair down again - like her mother before, the previous Lady of Winterfell - sporting a Northern hairstyle.
Overall, Sansa finally looks the most Stark she has ever looked, the looks of her parents and her siblings at the start of the series - the last time they were all standing together as a family.