3 Idiots

(wrote it way back and forgot to post :))

So my friend wanted to catch a glimpse of Aamir Khan for real…and that’s how it all began…the last minute tickets…the crazy energy levels at work just waiting to leave…the mad rush to the theater…and the endless wait rushing from corner to corner to catch a glimpse…well we finally got a look and my friend almost swooned…well now that’s an exaggeration…she was superbly calm ;)

There is this genre of films which paint a picture perfect life…even the downs are better than the real life ups…and of course its happily ever after…and I shamelessly accept that I love such movies…I love spending those two hours in a dream world which has nothing whatsoever to do with reality…yeah it’s the ideal world, the utopia I want…the dream I live every waking moment of my life…

Rajkumar Hirani has done it with brilliance, once again…college days are especially happy days for almost all of us…reminds us what it was like to be young…hostels, seniors and ragging, exams and assignments, getting crazily drunk, giving it all up for friends, the pranks and crushes…you’ll love it all…supremely idealistic and unreal (after all how many are born Einstein…) but will nevertheless take you to that euphoric place where you will laugh and cry (just laugh actually) with the characters…even if for a moment the movie inspires to take you that leap towards your dream…

The best thing about this movie is the perfection…all characters are etched with brilliance down to the minutest details…it’s a pleasure to watch the chem lab experiment which did not blow up in our face and got us a straight A in school…that sums up the movie for me.

राहें...

not really what i want to stay...somehow am not able to put it into words...a very feeble attempt...

कदम जब चले थे, राहें आवारा थी
सोचा था शायद कोई किस्सा मिल जाएगा कहीं...
और कोई नहीं तो मेरा ही सही
वो आगाज़ था मेरी तिश्नगी का...
उन दिनों
रातें गुमशुदा थीं और दिन खानाबदोश
मैं दीवानगी में चलती रही और देख ही ना पाई की
हर रास्ता उसी मोड़ पे आकर रुकता है
जहाँ से मैंने शुरुआत की थी...

Scum of humanity...

Was reading leading tabloid today…two news that caught my attention and highlight the rot that our society has become…

First was the headlines where a 11 year old committed suicide…a child a mere 11 year old…what does the kid know about life and death…how does a kid decide that the life is not worth living…a similar incident had happened when I was doing my masters five years ago…a 10 year old child had hanged himself because his father had scolded him…child suicides is the biggest fall out of the idiot box…the collateral damage for our need to fill our time with inane news and the meaningless soap operas…I seriously want to know what has happened to us that we are so restless all the time…that we can’t slowdown and have to fill every single waking moment with some worthless shit that does not do any good except for filling the empty spaces…what is it that I have learned from watching the television for all these years…

Second even more horrifying was the news of a gang-rape of a five year old…A FIVE YEAR OLD…this is the absolute muck of the society that we tolerate…I am sure if we do a survey child molestation will be more common in India than western world…mostly because it gets tolerated and unreported here…and the awareness the onus on parents to safeguard their children is considerably lower…how many of us live with the presumption that such incident will happen to at least everyone (especially women) once in their lifetimes if not more…I recently did some research on “sting operation” where police creates a scenario where potential criminals are tempted to commit crime…of course there are moral and legal arguments for and against this…but when I look at such heinous crimes, I can’t help but agree for the need to have such operations…and catch these bastards before they even think of committing such dastardly acts…

Movie and Magic…

I finally know what I want to do…I might not be able to do it just yet…but I know now…and I know what matters…

Permanence and Uncertainty…

It’s a contradiction of sorts…and it’s me…there has been nothing in my life which has even a semblance of permanence…I start counting the days if not hours if something exists beyond a year in my life…and added to it I fundamentally believe there is nothing permanent…I mean what if a meteor strikes the earth tomorrow…where will all our future plans go…I seriously believe in the cataclysmic end…then why the contradiction…that’s ‘cause I also believe that we all need to have an anchor…some place, someone we can always go back to…a thread that runs through all your uncertainties and ties it all together…and if you don’t have it you are truly lost…but the fact is that this anchor doesn’t have to be external…actually it can’t be…it’s that place in your heart…the believe in yourself…but then again it is one of those catch 22s…you don’t get it if you keep on looking for it…and you get it the moment it becomes redundant…

बस यूं ही...

के आज हाथ थाम लो...एक हाथ की कमी खली...

यादें...

लिखना चाहा तेरी यादों को,
कुछ कही अनकहीं बातों को,
रेत के टीलों पे गुज़री शामों को,
रात से शर्माती सुबह को,
लिखना तो चाहा था...
यादों को लिखने लगी तो लगा...
मेरी कलम तेरा वजूद बन गयी है...
और स्याही में जैसे मेरी आज़ घुल गयी है...
दानिस्तः मैंने कलम को स्याही में डूबोया...
कलम जड्कने लगी तो स्याही और कलम जैसे एक हो गए थे...
फासला करती भी तो कैसे...
फिर सोचा की टीले पर जाकर वही सूरज को रेत में बदलते देखती हूँ...
शायद कुछ कह पाऊँ...शायद कुछ लिख पाऊँ...
पर सूरज की भी जात देखो...
उस दिन कम्भक्त ढला ही नहीं...
बस अपनी गर्मी चाँद को सोपकर जाने कहाँ गुम हो गया...
और में इंतज़ार करती हुई उसके पाऊँ के निशान भी ना देख पायी..
रात का आखरी पहर बचा था...
वोह भी बस चाँद का हाला बनकर मुस्कुराती सी मेरा हाथ छोड़कर चलदी...
सुबह तो वैसे भी रात की जाई है...
क्या कहती और क्या लिखती...