Missing it!

Niloy's post has made me nostalgic, for some reason, cant take out memories of insti from my head right now!

Guys, meet up would definitely help!

Parzania

Parzania is a movie based inspired by a real life story on a Parsi child missing since the Gujarat Riots, as a personal story, the movie is remarkable, but as a documentary of the gujarat riots I think it fails on quite a few fronts. Somehow, this movie managed to escape the censor board's scissors though black friday couldn't manage it. I have seen both movies. If there is a movie where they blame a religious group and call them guilty it is not the latter. Despite this, Black Friday has been held back for much longer than Parzania, Parzania is a award winning movie, hard hitting movie. Black Friday I am sure will be rubbished to a large extent and it might be held communal for targetting a community as responible for the blasts. Though the movie had a clip which critisized the Ayodhya episode, but still, that doesn't discount the fact that it is to label a major community in our country as terrorists. Whereas, Parzania could just blame every Hindu in the movie and get away with it. I would give a 1000 bucks to a person who finds a Hidu in the movie who does right things, everyone conspired according to the movie. All Hindus are a part of the VHP or a part of the Bajrang Dal. The police just wanted to kill all Muslims and for what? That is because they hated them. For what? I have no idea. Maybe they are extremely insane. And why did BJP lose the National elections held an year later, because they carried out a genocide in Gujarat, however, they won the elections held immediately after the riots, why? Because Hindus were in a majority in Gujarat and they wanted the death of all Muslims probably. If as a race, these people were so bad, why did they let them win the national elections. A case of late realisation? A guilty feeling, the way Asif realises in the movie, when his wife lectures him? Or is it that Hindus in Gujarat are bad, and the rest of India they are good people? How did they get so selectively placed? Nice natural selection!!!

No longer in the pipeline stays Black Friday, but it has been edited well enough so that it doesn't contain "misinformation".

Apparently in Gujarat, they had marked all Hindu homes, and flagged all muslim homes to commit a large scale genocide. This was planned well in advance. It was planned so well, that as they expected a Godhra carnage to happen very soon. How was this? This means either they were very good at planning or the whole Godhra carnage was a well planned attack. I refuse to see logic in these accusations. Gujarat riots is a pathetic blot on India, but to blame a religious group on the whole for the same thing is not right. As it is not right to label Muslims as terrorists, it is wrong to label all gujarati hindus as Togadias. The movie touched upon a very sensitive topic, to sensitize the issue is very important, not to sensationalize, even if it was the loss of a close friend or relative. When you make a politically charged movie, it is important to be correct if not politically correct. At times one must understand that appeasing is not the only way. There is also a correct way. There was a dialogue in the movie where one says,"I am ashamed I am a Hindu." That more than explains where the movie fails, and where it could have done a lot.


After all this, lots of words of appreciation for the movie, just leave behind the blatant biases, the movie is a good watch, especially for some strong performances by Naserruddin Shah and Sarika. Watch the movie, at times, it helps to keep your brains back during a movie, even if it is a 'art' film. Invariably it is so, I guess.

Cricket: Sreesanth Swinging His Bat..... Dhoom Machale?!

Awesome Video, if after this, you dont like Sreesanth, you dont have a sense of humour

Gunda

I am a movie buff, watched so many movies, and most of my favorite movies, more than a few times. But no movie, simply no movie I have seen touches Gunda. Gunda is a movie which is on a different plane. It is the best movie ever made.

Genre of the movie: It can be called a musical, as it has a lot of violens and saaks
It can be a science fiction with automated auto rickshaws, automated ambassador cars, automated bazooka shoots.
A surreal movie for the actual depth of the dialogues.


Imagine this, a group of villains, introducing themselves.

Bulla: Mera naam hai Bulla, rakhta hoon main khulla
Chutiya: Mera naam hai chutiya, achhe achhon ki khadi karta hoon main khatiya
bulli kahaan hai teri ungli
bulla bhai ab hoga halla gulla
police aur hukumat karegi
hai bulla hai bulla
sab bolenge hai chutiya hai bulla
dhundo dhundo kahaan hai chutiye
pakdo pakdo kahaan hai bulla
Pote: Mera naam hai Pote
Jo apne baap ke bhi nahi hote
Jaljalla jaag utha hai
Sabko pata chalega ki gangwar start ho chuka hai
Ab laashein aise tapkengi jaise nanhe munhe bache ki nunhi se pishaab tapakta hai
Chutiya: Bhaiya Nunni
Imbu hatela: Mera naam hai imbu hatela
Maa meri chudail ki beti
Baap mera Shaitaan ka chela
Khaayega kela?
Chutiya: Haan


The most emotional scene ever:
Bullas sister dies. Bulla talking to her corpse.

Munni meri behen munni tu mar gayi?
Lambu aata ne tujhe lamba kar diya?
Maachis ki tilli ko khamba kar diya?
Maine kya kya khwaab dekhe the tere liye
300 ladke the tere liye
Ekdum chikne
Jo tujhe bhaata
Tu ussi se shaadi karti
Par tu to katela gurda yaani ki murda ho gayi

The strongest dialogue ever where redundancy gets redundant:
Kala Shetty: Main lambu aata ke bhai kundan ko laaya hoon
Kundan: Main Lambu aata ka bhai kundan hoon
Kala Shetty: Agar tu lambu aata ka bhai hai, to hum bhi kuch kam nahi hain.

The imaginative characters, namely Shankar, Bulla(who keeps it Khulla), the gay vitamin sex tablets eating Chutiya, the not made for Baap Pothey, Imbu Hatela, the bibliographical Lambu aata, the matter of fact Kala Shetty, make for a interesting watch. More importantly, every two dialogues in the movie rhyme.

Surreality and attention to detail, thy name is Kanti Shah(director of the movie)

Rating 20 stars of 5

Disastrous

After the disaster in the form of the last blog, I had announced my retirement from active blogging to myself. But it would take more than one disaster to end it I thought, so thought maybe today would be the last one.

Well, I haven't talked about myself in these blogs yet. And I am not going to do it in the near future, if someone could suggest me a topic to blog on, please do it. I shall try to do it.

Addiction

Invariably when I get up in the morning there are a couple of things I do instinctively now.

Get up and face my right hand side with my eyes closed.
Then get up.
Sit on the edge of my bed for around 5-10 minutes.
Take a brush, squeeze some toothpaste out and put it across the brush hair.
Put on my computer.
Go towards the BOGS(Bathroon of graduate students) and run the tap, wash my face and start brushing.
Walk back towards my room, and log onto orkut and gtalk.
Then go back, finish my brushing, wash face, get back to room and then check my orkut account.

Today morning, I do exactly the same thing but the last two steps are incomplete. I realise, I have deleted my orkut account yesterday and it is for real. No joke, nothing. Orkut believed me when I told them, I wanted to delete the account. It was not like,"Hey Chintu!! He is one fickle minded person. He must be kidding." I felt as if something were missing.

That made me wonder, how addicted I had grown to such a thing. An inconsequential thing of course orkut is. And then I wondered there are so many more people who are equally or a little less addicted to Orkut. Well, is it worth it? For me, it has been, I got some very important people with whom I had lost contact completely through this, and got back in touch with them. And got to tell things which I wouldn't normally have. :D

Its boring without orkut for me, speaks volumes about my social life. But it was not to excite myself that I deleted the account. And the magnitude of addiction I have for orkut and certain people, I will come back soon enough.

Till then, hope everything stays the same.


STATUS UPDATE: I am past my addiction on many things, except orkut.

The Play within the play

I never happened to watch a play after I started understanding things, the only play I had watched was a play from Malgudi days, with the main character being played by Shankar Nag. That was ages ago, when I had barely started differentiating the king from the queen. And I remember it was an open-air theatre and quite amazing the performance was. Though didn't understand much of it. It was about some illicit relationships, etc.

Just a few weeks back, getting to know about this Metro Plus Drama festival from one of my friends, I decided to rekindle(??) my interest in professional drama watching. Something apart from the college dramas.

The first drama we went to, was called "The Shadow Box". A Pulitzer award winning play, it dealt with three different people all suffering from cancer, terminal stages, and their struggles with cancer, and how it is quite impossible for their near and dear ones to come to terms with this sad but inevitable fact.

This play was good, with almost everyone performing well. An actor by the name Ram was exceptional. There was a newcomer, who fumbled a little, but his role was quite small and insignificant I would say.

Totally impressed by the play, we decided to go for the next play, "Othello". This used "the play within the play" concept. Probably if I knew Othello, I would have enjoyed this more. But speaking the truth, I hated the play, though enjoyed the play more than the first one.

The best thing about the play was the final Kathakali adaptation, the only part which I liked, but surprisingly, I had forgotten what happens in the play.

What I decided was plays are good, but to be a good actor, you must know the language well, and whatever we do, English would always remain an alien language for us. If the play were in a regional language or Hindi, I am sure, the plays would be very brilliant. They say Kannada, Marathi and Bengali theatre in India is amazing. Since Kannada and Marathi seem to be two languages which I understand, and Kannada I understand well. I hope to be watching a Kannada play soon. Probably in Ranga Shankara. Some of the best actors I have heard come from Kannada theatre. Hopefully get to watch them scene.

Things I know:
Marathi theatre is very experimental
Kannada theatre is very orthodox but much more intelligent and intense
Bengali theatre is awesome, but I wouldn't understand anything. Bengalis have art running in their blood.

Things I expect:
A good experience

Things I don't expect:
Painful audience

Things I learnt:

First play: Its easy to be friends with a person when he/she is doing fine. But when they are not doing well. They puke, they wet their pants, they don't look good, if you still feel like going near them, and if possible help them, then only then they are someone you can think of being friends with forever. A friend is for a general case. It could well be a spouse as well.

Second Play: Its difficult to understand when an Assamese speaks in a brit accent.