Its seems strange that we all live our whole life in confusing states. When you are put across unnerving situation, we don't actually know how we behave. I realized the impact of above lines when I watched Highway. Some emotions were so raw and came out beautifully. When Alia explains to Randip Hooda that she feels far more safer her than back at home. I googled the number of woman being sexually exploited in India. 7 out of 10 are exploited at least once in their lifetime. The men who surround us has been part of it either being by silent ultimately throwing anger on females only whom they can dominate or by doing themselves. When Alia bhatt tries to scream and tells everybody how she feels z a breathtaking moment of the film and face her inner turmoil. How much she hates when she has to live double life.That made me realise if that uncle was to be blamed for what he did , wasn't her parents equally responsible for hiding it under the wrap. Its time people as parents and friends start taking responsibility for what happens to female and become vocal about it. Why do we attach so much importance and wrap under cover?? May be that's what attracted Alia to Ranadip was his attitude after aleast all he has went through in life, Ranadip's conscience is still alive in life.Alia is so genuine when she says I have never felt the same may be because whatever and whoever I do you will be able to handle.May be that's why felt cared and loved with Ranadip which she has missed for ages the protection she wanted from her parents. Behaving in proper manner willnt change how a child in female dies when she has to undergo such emotional turmoil. I hope parents start taking stand rather than being a spectator in the whole show.
When you know that you have hit the bottom then either you can shit at bottom surrounded by shit or use your mind to rise higher. Our mind is more powerful than we think
Monday, 3 March 2014
Sunday, 26 May 2013
It seems like a story of hindi film
I met you long bck wen I liked de way you understood me
Long back I wanted to fall in love
Time came and we parted our ways
Wheel of fortune turned we became frnds again
Yesterday I wanted to hold back
Today I still feel lost arnd you
Ur smile used to make me smile nd giggle
But presently I deep down struggle for genuine smile
Today I cnt even understand myself
Today even frndshp is scaring me
I met you long bck wen I liked de way you understood me
Long back I wanted to fall in love
Time came and we parted our ways
Wheel of fortune turned we became frnds again
Yesterday I wanted to hold back
Today I still feel lost arnd you
Ur smile used to make me smile nd giggle
But presently I deep down struggle for genuine smile
Today I cnt even understand myself
Today even frndshp is scaring me
I have heard past is gone, future is yet to come and present is a gift
Strangely present scares me the most and I wish I cud turn pages f book f lyf nd delete few pages f it
Time to learn and remember stories
We all hear lot of religious stories in our
childhood, do we hear them as another story or we search for its deeper
meaning? This is most mystifying question to me. All of us hear or watch
Mahabharata / Ramayana in our childhood. If we would have understood them, then
why do we face problem in our lives. Even the B-School has started teaching the
management from these books? Have we become detached from everything? It just
bugs me most when I see Indian male being ego-centric and always trying to
dominate any woman in their life. Why do I find Indian Male adopting the role
of Lord Shiva? I just can’t believe what we are taught is not what is written
in our rich literature. Lord Shiva was one respected and admired Goddess
Parvati for her courageous. We worship Goddess Parvati in various forms and The
Goddess is considered to symbol of strength and fighter against all odds. Lord
Shiva accepted son born from the Goddess Parvati Ganesh. Imagine now an Indian
male accepting a child of his wife born from some illegitimate means. I just
can’t take this. People just remember the Lord Vishnu Avatar Maryada Purushottam
Ram who has had his wife,Goddess Sita to take agni pareeksha when she had to
spend some days in Ravana’s den. But another Mahabharta epic has stories
of unwed women getting pregnant and finally that son fighting with his brother
but in the end just to die. People remembered them perfectly but have they
forgotten about the Lord Sun. I guess we hear and remember what suites us
perfectly. We are forgetting Goddess Sandya who was wife of Lord Sun, left him
only because she couldn’t tolerate the radiance of his husband Sun. God
couldn’t even know the same since Sandya created chaya out of penance. When Sun
begot Shani as his child after union with Chaya, He realizes the truth. And
when Sun got to know about it , he left everything in search of Sandya not
because his ego was hurt but for his love for Sandya . Since Sandya has turned
herself into a mare, he also did the same. With time, he changed the heart of
his wife and took her alongwith him. When all God of Gods can understand his
lessons instead to get aggravated he changed himself to win over his beloved.
Have the males forgotten their lesson? When God and Goddess can have their
share of stories why is that we humans are blamed for our follies. If anyone
has doubt read about the Our God of Teacher, Jupiter and his wife Tara. Moon is
believed to be the father of illegitimate Mercury who was son of the wife of
Jupiter. Jupiter who is considered as the lord of progeny accepted mercury as
his child and imparted mercury with all the knowledge, that’s why Mercury is
considered to be witty, intelligent and at the same prince among all Gods.
Do we observe the essence of these stories? I doubt we do. We only believe
and adopt our half cooked stories. Are we women to be blamed for the
same? To an extent yes, we are one of the strong supporter of man. Males are
ego-eccentric because they breed on our emotions. We nurture them from their
beginning be it in the form of mother, sister or later as better-half. We are
the ones who don’t stop them when are misbehaving with us then why complain
later. Haven’t we got our lessons from the Goddess Durga in her various
incarnations? Haven’t male taken their lessons from these stories ?
Nothing is for eternal and if they want they will have to take care for others
as they want them to be taken care of. So, when a woman cheats why doesn’t male
look deep inside why is only woman asked to do so in the reverse scenario. When
relationships don’t work why is that mother feeds the boy that gal must
have been wrong while gal’s mother also bugs her why he left you. Why can’t
they understand their so called blue-eyed boy wasn’t meant to stay in her life
and fucker , cheater and liar he may have been. When a man demands anything
it’s alright why not the reverse? WE ARE BOUND TO STICK AND STAY IN THIS DEEP
SHIT TILL WE TRY TO BREAK OUR BOUNDS AND LIVE OUR LIVES ON OUR OWN TERMS. AS ROME
WASN’T BUILT IN ONE DAY LETS BUILD OUR CASTLE AND LIBERATE OURSELVES AND SO
THAT OUR SOULS REST IN PEACE.
Monday, 4 February 2013
Its only in the end
Its on the dead end that you look back
Its on the cross road that you look for way
Its on the turn that you check your speed
Its in the darkness you search for dawn
Its admist the fog you search for sunlight
Its in the rain you search for rainbow
Its in the sorrow you search for happiness
Its in the tear you remember laughing moments
Its only in the end you remember the beginning
Its on the dead end you look back
Its only in the end you remember the beginning
Friday, 26 October 2012
Without U :-(
Without you around words fail me with my emotions
Without you around dance fail me with rhythm
Without you around songs fail me with lyrics
Without you around painting fail me with object
Without you around goals fail me with zeal to conquer this world
Without you around prayers fail me with faith
Without you around I guess I fail myself with me only
With you I never needed words, life was all a rollercoaster ride in nice amusem park.
Wednesday, 10 October 2012
English Vinglish
It was fun watching Sridevi on 70 mm after a long time. She was still the sweet, innocent and adorable person. English Vinglish has well defined characters. Sridevi who is an entrepreneur and independent in herself has a weakness that she can’t speak in English. Even though she is charming and come across amiable she is being ridiculed by her family especially her husband and her daughter for that. She comes to a point where she is being ridiculed by a waitress in US for her weakness. She feels sorry for herself and starts learning English. This is where the turning point of movie starts. She is being adored by all her classmates for her qualities but her husband still doesn’t value her. She is able to clearly mark the difference between the way her family treats and how outsiders treat her. This movie was all about how a lady is not valued for her true worth and how regains her self-esteem. When I view the movie I don’t look at for the English factor as the name suggests for the movie, but for the how somehow feels when her/his weakness is exploited by others even in light jokes. Sridevi conveys those emotions beautifully and you can actually see that she is taking even jokes in right spirit. While watching it, I was so engrossed in those moments that this was the only movie where I wasn’t predicting the next scenes. I know everybody could connect with the Sridevi and feel that they are re-living some part of their life on 70 mm. As English Vinglish was sweet, simple and crisp movie giving messages in a subtle manner but message were very bold in a way, I am writing on it in a crisp manner only.
Saturday, 6 October 2012
I wanna walk that less travelled road
Today I wanna walk that less traveled road and create a place of my own
Where finding myself is easy
Where my name middle name is crazy
Where versatility is a new comfort of living
Where smiling is no other effort
Where Life never ends
Where Monday Morning Blues never happens
Where rhyming is no crime
I wanna walk that less traveled road where my solitude seems to glorify the loneliness.
I wanna walk that less traveled road
Where finding myself is easy
Where my name middle name is crazy
Where versatility is a new comfort of living
Where smiling is no other effort
Where Life never ends
Where Monday Morning Blues never happens
Where rhyming is no crime
I wanna walk that less traveled road where my solitude seems to glorify the loneliness.
I wanna walk that less traveled road
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