Showing posts with label Contest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Contest. Show all posts

Sunday, 12 January 2014

Miss Lovely

Five Hindi films that made my mind stir..

1) Udaan - The ending of this movie is thought provoking. Rajat Barmecha (Rohan) is not sure about what kind of life he is gonna have but he takes up the challenge to enter in an unseen Uncertain Cave, a new life which will certainly get him rid of his father's torments, but it also opens doors for new kind of struggles and opportunities. Such a move takes a lot of courage and its a life changing decision and it may make him go astray or it may give him a new ray. Moreover, he decides to take his little step brother with him, he is not insensitive towards the little kid. He knows that this little kid will add to his responsibilities and he knows that leaving him with father will only make his life hell. Hence, a lesson of taking up responsibility, challenges, struggles, and making life with own hands is what strikes me most and leaving behind what does not let you live or grow at all. In real life, students commit suicide for small failures in life but here is the guy who does not lose his mind, rather he uses his mind to make a  new life.

2) Bhaag Milkha Bhaag - In this movie, specifically that scene where Meesha shafi (Perizad) tries to seduce Farhan Akhtar (Milkha Singh) in swimming pool. He says, "ye meri khud se ladai hai." This dialogue made me feel that somehow love and lust both distract you from your goals. And his short term affair with Rebacca Breeds (Stella) made him feel that she keeps him from his dreams. Movie as a whole gives a message that if you want to achieve something, your entire focus should be on your goals and I feel its an apt message for the current generation as they are more into love and lust, consequently, they have no goals to chase.

3) 3 Idiots - I loved this movie because of the strong message it gives in relation to the profession students choose. Sometimes parents force their dreams on their children which is not right on their part. And also the ignorance of some students who choose Engineering then go for MBA and then work in Banks, Amir Khan (Rancho) calls Sanjay Lafont (Suhas) a Gadha for making such choices in life. And I find many such people in real life too who are not sure of what they want to do in life, they are just moving like cattles in the crowd so its a good lesson for them.

4) Table No. 21 - The movie takes up the sensitive issue of ragging in an unusual way. I feel the message is strong and must change those insensitive hearts who are around us. How a normal child becomes mentally challenged just because of severe ragging, it moved me and I hope it change the people who rag unnecessarily.

5) Swades - The movie gives a message of developing your own homeland no matter how much you have studied and progressed. It makes me feel like staying in India and adding to the development of my own country instead of going to some other country and adding to their resources. You owe development to your homeland.

 PS : This post is a part of the Miss Lovely Activity in association with BlogAdda.

Love

A demon that haunts
Comes or not, a matter of chance.
Fades or finds, the heart.
If chokes them, it bleeds and dies.
The blots stay safely etched in life.

PS: This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

I Saw, I Learnt

When i was pursuing graduation (SYBA) I became friends with a senior Blossom Francis & one day got a chance to meet her mother Mrs. Rosy Francis. She is a widow. She lost her husband after a couple of years of her marriage, her children were just two or three year old then. She has two daughters. She was mistreated by her in-laws after the death of her husband.

She told me that her father arranged her marriage when she was very young. Her father liked the guy while some of their relatives informed that the guy has some health problems associated to kidney. But the father or Mrs. Rosy distrusted them and was adamant to get her married to that guy. So they got married and after a couple of years, her husband died of kidney/renal failure. Though Mrs Rosy donated her own kidney to her husband to save his life but the transplanted kidney didn't work and she continued to live on one kidney since then, for her daughters. She educated her daughters, took care of their every need. Her father also helped her in bringing up his grand daughters'.

Mrs. Rosy's story changed my perception of love and dedication towards the partner, regardless of arrange or love marriage. I was 18-19 that time and my perceptions of love were more or less shaped by only romantic movies then. To sacrifice a body part in real life is bigger than sacrificing life in reel life. And the dedication for my partner will be like Mrs. Rosy or may be even more, that's what I saw and learnt. I also salute the lady for her courage to live without remarrying and dedication towards her daughters after the death of husband.

PS : I am sharing what 'I Saw and I Learnt' at BlogAdda.com in association with DoRight.in.

Sunday, 21 July 2013

And She Blushed

It was the month of love,
Love was in the air as well as in the breathe of lovers.
The heart shaped red balloons as spry as cupid's move,
The red roses as wonderful as music of heartbeats.

He wore her favourite perfume,
She put on his favourite shade - red.
It was the first valentine together,
there were to celebrate.

He got a bunch of red roses, for her.
He stood waiting & she suddenly appeared.
His eyes emitted spotlight on her
And she blushed, love sparkled in her eyes.

Her crimson dimples defined infinite love
Her glossy curls fanned by air
Her ceaseless blissful smiles to have him as partner
Her proud kohled eyes shaped his life.

He walked towards her to take her in his arms
She surrendered herself into him as a mermaid
Partly his, partly hers
Their souls merged in that deep hug.

Their hearts could dance intimately
on the same rhythms rhyming to
each others buzz...
Blushing faces they were
Clad in bright smiles
Drowned in Delight
of Love, of Life.

PS : This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

Sunday, 27 January 2013

Soulmates

Reeti was a daughter of a navy officer. Since she belonged to elite class, her father received invitations in dinner parties, which she loved to attend. She was an ebullient girl with charisma. Once in such party, she was seemingly very perky and frolicsome, suddenly she collided with a gentleman who was walking with a tray in his hands, filled with some snacks which fell on her red evening gown. He said, “I’m so sorry” repeatedly with an anxious countenance. She smiled humbly and said, “That's alright, may be it was my fault, not yours” and she hastened towards washroom. He was surprised by her modesty and the unusual jovial smile. She came back and was absolutely cool-headed. Soon he got busy with his work. She captured his eyes again, when she was dancing a waltz with an aged man possibly her grandfather’s age. Both danced amiably & the crowd gazed them with a smile & that guy got more impressed & interested as well.
The party got over, she was bidding adieu to the people she knew. That guy came closer & said, “you danced well.” She replied gracefully, “thanks” with her sheen smile. He further said, “I guess I’ve seen you before I can’t recall where, may be in a party.”
She replied, “may be; I’m habitual with such parties.”
He asked, “may I know your name Miss”
She said, “I’m Reet Dsouza” and you?
“I’m Amit Tiran working as caterer, I did my Hotel Management two years back from IIHM & got a job in Pune itself, about to get promotion & placement in Taj group Mumbai. So I’m gonna shift there soon."
Reet’s father intervened & said, “we’re getting late, lets go”. She hurriedly said, “bye” to Amit & left.
Both Reet & Amit went back to their places that night & retired to bed soon but both couldn’t sleep despite weariness. They both were reminiscing each other, great deal of telepathy happened. He closed his eyes & recalled her amicable smile. She closed her eyes & couldn’t get her head off, the short conversation they had. She said to herself, “if only daddy hadn’t interrupted & I could have talked to him for long.” Both thinking of each other, got up from their beds’ & turned on laptop, logged in to their FB id & searched each other & found. Both at the same time were online, this simple fact brought smile on their faces. Then they continued their conversation via chat thereafter video calls. Some attraction towards each other they felt. The chats continued till the dawn broke, they were sleepy heads falling on the keyboards yet willing to chat endlessly, stay in touch forever & ever. Every moment, every second, they showered shy smiles, loud giggles & grins followed by blush & basked in hearts, as if they had found their soulmate in a single meeting. 


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Saturday, 19 January 2013

First visit to bar


Ashmita woke up, went to the bathroom & looked at the mirror. She was as restless as the tidal wave in her mind. She couldn’t believe that she had made one of the biggest mistakes of her life. She placed her palm on her mouth. Her eyes were brimmed with the guilt & realization as if she had come back to senses. She wept vehemently, yelled out of angst, thrashed her clenched fist on mirror & her palm bled profusely pouring her whole hand in blood. 

She sat reclining against the wall of bathroom, staring her hand. Then melancholic memories revisited her. She was calm outwardly despite the injured hand because the inward turmoil continued to vex her so much as to let her forget the pain in hand. She turned introspective.

She had slept with a bartender, though she had gone to the bar with an intention of getting high to forget the miseries she was already surrounded with, but behaving immorally was the worst crimes for her. She boozed for the first time that day and she didn’t know how it let her lose senses. She was alone & the amorous bartender took the advantage

She was an estranged woman, lately left her husband for he was a philanderer, which she didn’t know as their families tied the knot previous year. She found herself all alone amid chaotic paths of life as if had been flung in an ocean.




This post is a part of <a title="Write Over the Weekend" href="http://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow">Write Over the Weekend</a>, an initiative for <a title="Reach out to the largest community of Indian Bloggers" href="http://www.blogadda.com/" target="_blank">Indian Bloggers</a> by BlogAdda