jaaaniyaaan...nusrat fatehali sings...i sit in the dark theatre, overcome by some kind of emotion, unable to explain what exactly i feel...i was watching bend it like beckham, a film one wouldnt exactly pinpoint such emotions to, but i think there is something about escaping mundane, everyday life and losing oneself in the darkness of the cinema, within the plot of a humourous yet touching film. I felt a surge of adrenaline, coupled with tears - an odd combination.i thought i could relate somewhat to the heroine's dilemma - not literally but somehow...also something about england, a country i seem to have a strangely strong crush on, and south asians living there. i think i was also glad to be one of the few people in the room who understood the scattered bits of punjabi and hindi in the film, it made me reminisce about times that i had had... watching monsoon wedding at an upscale theatre a few years back had ignited similar feelings..i left with a cocky smile pasted on my face. It had given me a high for a few minutes after watching it..life can get so blah sometimes, that watching a movie (yet another manifestation of north american consumer culture) can prove to be an escape...strange, very strange.