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The Battle Of the Titans...




Cannot wait for friday to come....Sawaariya and Om Shanti Om....It will be a real diwali bash..Inspite of all the difficulty managed to sneak two Saawariya tickets in CC.....Me and my mom sorry do not have someone else to go with :)

Saturday will be OSO for me at a cheap hall with a pal of mine and to be very frank i am just to excited..Can't wait to lay my eyes on King Khan..The music is already become my bathroom anthem but the movie hope will be even better...The house-full tags in both halls displaying Saawariya And OSO all promise a real clash of the Titans...On one hand we have The Rawalpindi express whistling towards the real master on the pitch while in the reel world its Bhansali's magic with debutants and SRK's wizardy with the gorgeous Deepika....
6 packs or towel whatever you call it this year the biggest blockbuster just has a day more to be awaited for.....its gonna be awesome and be it cobwebs or dobly digital that i see it in will surely have caught both by Sunday...For a movie freak like me what can be better.....
The title song of Saawariya and the "Jab se tere naina"....along with "Jaag Soona Soona" and "Main Agar kahoon" have also won the hearts of millions now all we need are two blockbusters and both firing all guns ..The 65 crore project Of Bhansali vs the Dream film of Farah..........

Comments

Butterfly said…
ME FIRST!:-)

This blog is the coolest one I have ever seen!
And Yes, even I am waiting to see who wins.....OSO or Saawariya.But, I'll only be able to go through the results in the newspaper. Not opssible for me to go and catch the movies with my exam so near now.

Btw, I don't think it's a bad idea to go and watch a movie with ur mom because I always go with my parents. And, believe me, it's a wonderful experience always.:-)

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