Rani, the Queen comes to Dil Bole Hadippa at TIFF

On a much, much better note, I saw Rani today!!!@
She was here in Toronto for the WORLD PREMIERE of Dil Bole Hadippa. It's a nice movie. I must have been smiling through the whole thing. I realized that this was the first bollywood movie I'd seen on the big screen, AND I was watching it with a huge audience, on a big screen, with Rani, the Queen.
She signed my ticket. I didn't think I was an autograph person, but maybe it's taken me a while to find the right people. She was so radient and exquisite. I'm glad I came to this film festival. The director was there too! Wow, just WOW. This is quite a journey I'm going on. First Rani, and then the wolf movie coming up. Life is seredipitous like that. I smile at it sometimes.

Also, today when I went to the subway station, I took the wrong northbound train. I realized it and got off at the next stop. As I was going up the stairs to switch over to the other platform, a guy coming down made my heart sparkle. Thump to the front. Bang! I lost my breath. I kept going up the stairs. I got down to the opposite platform and I found myself stopping across from him. I wanted to shout across the gap, "Hi, how are you? What's your life like? Who are you? How about a date with me?" But I made myself keep going down the platform and away from him. Is there a word for the whole of someone? I mean, something like their manner, their energy, the way they carry themselves, their looks, their history, their right now, and their future? I'd have liked to get to know more of his story, of who he was.

There might be a fine line between sweet romance and instrusive voyeurism. Respect and care versus objectification and sick use of power is mostly the difference.