Rock On!

nana na na na
nana na na na
meri laundry ka bill...

I was humming all the way back home after the 2nd show of the movie "Rock on!". I am so easily influenced by good movies. It really made me feel like it was my story somewhere or the other. Well! the credit goes to the director, I could easily relate to the movie. May be because of my little connection with music. Felt nostalgic in the first half of the movie. Took me back to my college time, and the 'music' in the movie was replaced by theatre in my life. the memories ran through, the fun... the excitement, the pain.... ah! It was a beautiful period in life. I feel I am in the transition stage now, between the first half of the movie and the second half. As in, we all are so busy in our own lives, all are away, and we hardly get time to catch up.
Miss those friends whom I have almost lost. Miss Theatre. I still remember those days when we promissed each other that we will meet up every weekend, no matter what. As time passed by, we changed the promise to 'once in a month' and then ' once in a year for sure, no matter what'.
Blame it on Life or Time, no one reminds each other of those promises now.

The movie had nothing so magical, but was enough to make me feel the 'magic', the peace of the movie, the flow, the frames, the transitions, it has been just brilliant.
The natural way of its script, adds the realistic factor it to, and makes it all the more 'My kinda movie', the ones I will make.

In fact I even thought, if these film-makers start saying stories that I wana say then what will I have left for me to say. Silly me.

When I walk out of the Cinema after watching a good movie, I think of the day when I will walk out of the Theatre after the premier of my first movie. If you think I am dreaming, You are damn right.

I know its far.

But I know.... Its there.

Eyes

Got my bike from the garage today... it looks new, and all repaired... now I can ride my bike after a while, since ma accident..
So decided to take a long ride, alone.
Plan was to meet up with friends at a friend’s place, a bit far from here.
Was loving the ride, and it started raining suddenly. This is what happened last time...
Its awesome to ride in the rain... and you tend to go faster and faster... and find yourself in the hospital bed shortly ( like last time)
So this time, I didn’t want to get carried away. So parked my bike aside. And ran for a shelter. Its kind of a little stitching centre. An elderly man is cutting some cloth.
He is got a gray beard, n topi, that tells me he is a Muslim. I said salaam...
He returned the salaam, and said "andar aajao, iss baarish ka koi bharosa nehi, allah jane kab rukega".
?
Its kind of veranda of his little house, where he is put his stitching centre...
"baith jao". The place was full of cloths, din’t know where to sit, found some place on the edge of the wooden bench.
" kal raat jo baarish hua, do ped gir gaye the peeche "
"jab barish hota hai to aise hota hai ki bhaaad aajaye, nehi to ek dum nehi hota...sukha sukha"
He is fully engaged in his work, and talking. " woh peela kapda dekho wahaan.... haan o'wala, dedo yehaan"
The power went off. He laughs, " arre yeh to honahi tha. humare desh main jab jab baarish hoti hai tab tab bijili jaati hai".


"bangloor se aaraheho?"
ji
"to mysore ko hi hoga?"
ji
" motor-icycle main itna door.....hmmmm.... ek zamane main mysore jaana mat lab itna door lag ta tha... hum iskool main the tho tipu sultaan ka mahal dekh ne gaye the. aaj kal to roz aa jaa sakte hain... duniya ek dum se chotta padgaya"
I was so silent and listening to him, its experience talking. and I was liking it.
" kaam karte ho ya pad rahe ho?"
"ji main kaam kar rahahoon"
"andhere main aankh hi nehi dikhtha"... bolte hai ki kal karoso aaj karo... mera to yehaan kal ka kaam aaj bhi poora nehi horaha hai, bijli ho tab na"
It shud be around 5 pm now, its not all that dark.
"munnniiiiii........ membatti la..." he called out
and a voice came from inside..." abbu aaj keliye ab chor do na, kal din main kar dena... membati mai kya dikhega"
he laughs "meri larki hai".

The rain is jus gettin stronger.
"ek garam chay hojaye barkhurdaar?"
me- smile- "ji"
" munnniii..... do chay la beta". " do nehi bus ek milega mehmaan ke liye..aap abtak 3 chay peechukeho". He laughs;" aarre ek aur dedena meri amma".

In a while a gal, should be 16 or 17 I think... came with 2 cups of tea...
My bike is enjoying the rain.. He is fully drenched..
"chay"... I looked at her.. She is holding the cup straight to me, but not looking at me... staring far at the rain...
Well!
Her eyes r blue
"chay bohat acha bana hai", that was me... she just smiled, yet din look at me.. Her looks are sharp outside..
" masha-allah, ab chay itna acha hai to abbu honeke naate, 3, 4 cup peeneka haq tho hume ban ta hai na.." saying this, he was walking inside with his cup..." namaaz badoge janab?"
" ji ... woh... mian... khar jaake padloonga "
So he went inside... his daughter, is still here standing near the door.
" aap karti kya ho? u doin school?"
" nehi main kuch nehi karti". She is got a major attitude I think. I shouldn’t have asked her. duh!
I decided not to ask anything more. She walked slowly towards the table and started folding the cloths there n said. :" ji main dekh nehi sakti".

* thunders, outside n in my heart too...

Those beautiful eyes we see, can’t see anything! I felt a sudden pain in my heart.
She said, that she can’t see from birth. She has not seen light in her life...
" arre aap chup kyun hogaye?" I din know what to say.
" par main khush hoon, i don ve any regrets " last year thak main blind school jaya kartithi, ab chod diya"
I am really struggling for words, I really don’t know what to say,
Just imagine, can we spend a single day with closed eyes?
We should thank God, that we can read these blogs now. For her, it won’t be possible...
When girls spend lots of thier time in front of the mirror on makeup, she won’t even know how she looks.
And she says she is happy with her life...
'm hurt yaar.
" hello ji, aap wahaan ho ya chale gaye?"
" ji... main.. nehi... matlab, yeheen hoon... woh.. aap chay bohat acha banati hai"
" ji shukriya, yeh doosri baar bolrahe ho aap"
I really wish if I cud do something and get her eyes sight back... “Why did u leave school?"
" pad likh ke karoongi kya... jitna badliya wahi bohat hai"

*silence*
*silence*

" aapko baarish acha lagta hai?.... mujhe bohat hi pyara lagta hai ."
" agar abbu ghar pe nehi hote to main bheegti bhi hoon". She’s got a smile now.
I was thinking how difficult her life will be, there is no colour, no light.
She also,’d love to dress up as a ‘dulhan’, 'd love to look beautiful; like any other gal.. 'd love to go out with her husband for a movie, for a dinner,’d love to go see the beautiful places in the world.
but....
but....
she cant even see the colour of her dress, cant see her husband... ah!

" barsaat ka jo khushboo... uska awaaz.... hmmm... ek dum mann pe chajata hai na"
.
I’d rather get going. I really have no control over my emotions these days... the other day I was shouting at a colleague of mine for no big reason; and I laugh like mad on silly jokes.
So before my eyes get wet...
" ji main nikal raha hoon... abbu se boldijiyega"
"arre barsaat to kam nehi hua"
" its ok.. allah hafiz".

God bless you dear

Ashes

Ashes
Its a negative word is nt it? the end result of fire... thats ashes and smoke.
Smoke!! that reminds me of half of my friends, who smoke.
Its not a sin to smoke, in fact it is good to smoke. Its a nice feeling... dragging on hot air deep in side your body.
It is a great stress buster... its stylish and its a social exhibition of your attitude.
Especially, girls SHOULD smoke. Its a 'must'. As I said, it shows their tough attitude.
When they drag a puff n blow it off, its seeking an acknowledgement for their unsaid but some obvious words
which may sound somethin like these

" dude i am a hard nut,"

" I am not like al those stupid village kinda galz, 'm a tough Cookie"

" hey look at ma attitude"

" i jus don give a damn to anything"

" see wat i am made up off"

and a million more. See how much could u communicate by pushing some smoke off.
It really shows that you are modern, stylish and really a hip hop kinda gal... u know... 'yo-yo' kind.
and if anyone dares to say in the polite way possible, anythin on the lines of " don smoke" give this 'one-sided' smile, while draggin in the next puff
and say it laud in your mind " f*** off looser", which should echo within your empty head for sometime.
But do not quit smoking.
Dont listen to these, 16th century conservative chunk of people with this orthodox attitude.
After all its your life. And if they intend to brain wash you with statements which could mean your health is gettin spoiled; get a bit philosophical and say " life is short anyways, so lets not compromise ".
If these non-trendy people still dont understand, they might go a step further to educate you on the after-effects which may even hit your baby in future, because you are a girl and will be a mother someday.
"If men can smoke why cant women, come on mate, think broad, women are equal to men" - shoot at them.
And if that rural chap replies " well, women are not only equal but they stand a step ahead as they give birth to another human, and that life will terribly get affected even before coming to the world. In other words, living in a polluted room, even before entering the polluted world".
Dont go to argue wid him, coz he seems to know a bit of facts, so just ignore him and give that 'sidie' smile once again... these uncivilized people dont seem to know the pleasure of smoking.
Try if u can persuade them to take a puff.
If they don look like giving up the 'gyan' session, make a sorry face and tel em.... " its not easy to quit, I tried... really". Trust me its an awesome feeling to say I am addicted to somethin.
And don give a chance to talk about pollution or passive smoking or any bull shit la that.
"come on we are all educated people and we know what we are doin" - blow it on to their face.
And trust me galz, a gal who smokes is an ideal "made" for the 'today', it gives a cutting edge to ur persona
Its like adding that 'faul lingo' to your non-abusive conversations, it adds depth, jus keep adding one of those 'F' shaped words in every line possible.
It announces " I am the urban Youth of today, and I don take shit".
And don ever give up smoking; You should smoke if you love urself, ur family and ur society ( in broader terms)
If atall you wont die smoking, u could atleast smoke dying.
Now before my life turns to ashes, la me go for a smoke. I deserve it, coz I am also a civilized, modern, stylish, educated, socially committed, sexy, young guy, with the attitude of 'go to hell, you morons'

The Hitch-History

These days I am seen reading a lot of History. My interest started with a little bit of Indo-British past and then it slipped to Mughal Empire and finally to Cinema.
I read about Charlie Chaplin's life. One man who will always be remembered at all ages, as long as laughter exists. All he needed to make a comedy was a park, a policeman and a pretty girl. The master of comedy.

Then I moved on to the most inspiring, Alfred Hitchcock, the undisputed father of suspense movies. His long career saw the silent era, black and white, the colour and the 3D Cinema. The film maker who had the widest vocabulary of shots. He was the one who brought most of the commonly seen shots of today. He was the first to think that the Camera could move, in other words, to introduce moving shots. To move the heavy huge Cameras of that age would ve been a tough thing even to think. His movie 'Rope' is the best example of moving camera shots. Rope, in essence, is a series of eight ten-minute takes tied together at the ends to look like one continuous take.
Hitch had his own language of film making, the one which was unique and which produced a number of classics.

One of my personal favorite shots is the 'Zoom in pull back' shot, I always imagined this shot, and wondered what will be the visual impact of it. The camera lens zooms forward while, the camera mounted on a track, moves backward, thus creating a magical effect. The size of the frame will stay the same, the subject will be in focus and the background spreads wide or gets stretched.
Hitch has used this shot in the Movie 'Vertigo'. It just makes me realize I am yet to catch up with a hell lot of classics. I read this shot was later copied by Spielberg in his movie 'Jaws'. So this shot is also known as 'Spielberg shot'.

oh man, Hitch is so inspiring, is nt he!

Unfortunately he could not bag an Oscar. All though 'Rebecca' won the best picture award in 1940, he could not touch the Oscar as the award for the best picture goes to the producer.
He was awarded Life-time Achievement by The American Film Institute; He saw the occasion as a preliminary to his obituary. And in his Award speech he dedicated his award to "four people: a film editor, a script writer, the mother of my daughter and a talented cook. And their names are..." he revealed, "Alma Reville", his wife of over 50 years.

Oh gosh! he is a school of film making in himself, and his classics are the text books.
May be some 50 years down the lane, someone will be reading about me like this...hmm...:)
The Hitch-Effect, I guess.
hey did I say 50 years!!! na...
see, someone is already reading about me....
... I am talking about u dummy! so I am already famous, aint I!
lolz
Thanks for reading

cRaP

I strongly advise u not to waste 134 secs of your life reading this crap, n spend another 7 secs thinking about it.




well! u asked for it.



so here we go...


... imagine darkness...

u r in d dark...
its completely dark...
pitch black...
u cant see a thing....
u cant even make out if your eyes r closed or open...



...feel the silence....
there is absolutely no sound at all...
real silence...
in fact... the sound of silence is piercing your ears...
u r trying to say something.. but u cant utter a word... no sound coming out...


u r laying somewhere, but u cant move a bit...
u use all your strength to to rise your hand... but u cant....
just imagine... how u feeling now... being in the dark,
in the silence...
so lonely...
u cant move...
u cant speak...
u r just waiting when this phase will end... but its just going on endlessly...
u wanna scream laud... u wanna cry.. but u cant...
u cant even breath....


now open your eyes slowly to reality...
to the ugly sight of the big bad world....
n now u can hear the people crying... screaming... shouting
the noise...
now u r not alone... u r in d stinky crowd... which is pushing u everywhere in their run...
u r open to the vulgarity of planet earth
u r in d dirty mess of the world...
its suffocating...



now don u think the darkness was better?



no u don





because what u saw was DEATH






The End