Now thats what I call a dialogue:

My favourite dialogues from my favourite movie of all time:

Star Wars: The scene: Luke Skywalker has just failed in his attempt to pull out his space fighter which has sunk beneath the swamp on the Dagobah System-Yodas Home.

Luke Skywalker: We'll never get it out now!
Yoda: So certain are you. Always with you it cannot be done. Hear you nothing that I say?
Luke Skywalker: Master, moving stones around is one thing. This is totally different.
Yoda: No! No different! Only different in your mind. You must unlearn what you have learned.
Luke Skywalker: Alright, I'll give it a try.
Yoda: No! Try not! Do, or do not. There is no try.
[Luke concentrates, and the X-wing begins to rise out of the swamp. A moment later, however, it sinks the rest of the way, with Yoda and R2-D2 both expressing their disappointment.]
Luke Skywalker: [tired] I can't. It's too big.
Yoda: Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you, hmm? And well you should not, for my ally is the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it. Makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us, and binds us. Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you. Everywhere. Here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere. Yes, even between the land and the ship.

Rathna cafe

A few days ago, at the office I was animatedly remiscing the wonderful aromas of freshly steamed Idlies, pongal and the golden brown crisp dosas that my hometown -Chennai is so renowned for. Add to that some freshly ground 'thenga'(coconut) chutney garnished with 'Karuvapillai' (Curry leaves)and 'perungayam' (asafoetedia), and some delicious sambhar- all enthusiastically served by a waited with the popular thick moustache, and served on the even more popular 'yelai'. There-You have the perfect south Indian breakfast washed down by the most popular of all- South India strong filter coffee (In fact, thining about it now I feel like going back...sob sob).
A fellow colleague of mine, overhearing this, came over and said to me " I lived in Chennai for a while in an area called triplicane". Triplicane is one of the oldest areas in Chennai and is quite densely populatred with temples (some more than 400 years old), messes, and really old houses. He carried on " While I was there I would have most of my meals at Rathna Cafe". Now the juices were flowing. Coz Rathna Cafe is as old and as good as it gets. You really dont have to go beyond it once you've had a flavour of it. Every morning, the entire area is woken up by the aroma of sambhar being cooked at Rathna cafe as early as 5.30 in the morning. When the doors of Rathna Cafe open at 6.30, the first of the lot to enter is usually noisy bunch of oldies. They would have just completed their morning walks at the beach (which was very nearby) and indulge in a feast of idli, vada and pongal (with an extra helping of ghee). Now Rathna cafe has a speciality. they dont serve you idlies the usual boring way i.e in a plate with chutney and sambhar together in tiny bowls-NOPE. Instead they bring hundreds of absolutely steaming hot idlies and a ton of pongal in basins from which they serve you how many ever you wish. and that too on a nice green clean banana leaf. Now comes the best part...They have a bucket of boiling hot sambhar which is poured on the idlie/pongal and then glazed with a generous dollops of ghee. The result...pure heaven.

Rishav asked me curiously, " Does Rathna Cafe still serve sambhar the way they used to?" " I nodded. He sat back on his chair with a smile.

Now and forever

She opened the door of her apartment, their apartment. She barely fought back her tears. She sat down on the sofa and held her pillow tightly. As she closed her eyes she recollected the day that just went past. She had just been through hell at work. Her confidence had been shattered, battered and bruised by a bunch of inconsiderate and opportunistic colleagues who blamed her for the loss of a contract. You see, she was very very good. She had been so good at what she did that it was evident the firms pitch for their largest deal ever was given to her hands down much to the growing resentment of her colleagues. They were waiting, like a bunch of Hyenas, to pounce on her whenever she faltered. And falter she did, an error of judgement from her part led to the contract slipping from her grasp. " How did I not see the obvious?" the question pounded away at her relentlessly and mercilessly. " Shes so overconfident that she thinks she can do it all", " Miss Know-it all finally falls", "Had it not been for her stupidity, we would hav ewon this contract"- these were just some of the accusations and nasty comments that she had been subject to. The tears began to flow as she wept in the solitude of the apartment.

The bell rang twice. She quickly wiped her tears and steadied herself. She couldnt let him see her in this state. After all, he too was having hard days. She opened the door to be greeted by the usual show of affection. A warm hug. He held her by her waist and walked in. She let him go and went towards the kitchen, desparate for him not to see her for a few minutes at least. "By the time he refreshes himself I'll be fine". She poured some milk into their coffee maker staring into the vacant wall in front of her when she felt his touch. It shook her up as he felt his fingers through her shoulders and went all the way down to her palms. Her palms were cold while his were warm. She trembled at his touch as he turned her around and his eyes met hers. He was smiling. A smile that meant " I felt your pain as soon as you opened the door". He didnt say a word but his eyes spoke volumes. More than ever before she saw something in him that said " No matter how bad things may be, I'll be there for you. As long as I live". He held her hand gently and took her to the sofa. He sat with her, still not uttering a word, just listening to her silence. She lay her head on his chest as he held her hand. In the background, one of the greatest love songs ever sung -Unchained Melody played on. He stroked her soft hair till she fell asleep in his strong, warm and reassuring arms. He thanked his life for being there when she needed him. He was there.