Miss you, Maa...

Tell Me You Are Here...

As I sit by my window,
And watch the sky everyday.
Wish you could tell me in signs,
That you never went away.

I know you're watching over me,
When am awake or asleep.
Wish you could put your arms around me,
To calm me as I weep.

If my wishes were answered today,
I would have you back home.
Not for myself, as I am strong,
But Baba can't be alone.

When I feel guilty for denying,
Things that you wanted from me.
Wish you could whisper to my soul,
That it's ok, let it be.

So I live my life and laugh again,
And enjoy myself too.
For I know with every breath I take,
I will be taking one for you...

Miss you Maa ... Be happy wherever you are.

Ki n Ka ... Movie review

Ki & Ka... Honestly, I didn't understand it at all. Either I am too stupid or the film maker is. I thought it would be a progressive concept on gender equality, but what I witnessed is utterly regressive. Equality means equal respect, balance in roles n responsibilities between the two genders, right? Wrong, according to Mr. Balki. He doesn't believe in the concept that both Ki n Ka can progress simultaneously, both can pursue their careers simultaneously, both can share their household responsibilities... He thinks if Ki has to be a CEO then Ka must be at home cooking rajma chawl, taking care of the laundry and dishes n attend kitty parties!!! So, basically it's equally regressive with a role reversal... A man is "cool" if he leaves his career n stays at home even if he is an IIMB topper! So basically, Ki or Ka, one has to sacrifice for the other!!! Mr. Balki, by that logic you should stop making movies since your wife is a career woman!

This movie is extremely stereo type is the most regressive way possible. Housewives are artists, they build a home, no doubt about it Mr. Balki... But today's women who are balancing their house as well as work are even better artists for they are building homes as well as careers! N their Ka's are cooler than yours for they support their better halves in all respect, without sacrificing anything! So please get your concepts right before making a "socially irrelevant" movie like this again!

Coming to the acting, I give full marks to all of them starting from Arjun Kapoor, to Swaroop Sampat to Rajat Kapoor. Amitabh Bachchan n Jaya Bachchan were brilliant in their guest appearance. And yes, my not mentioning Kareena Kapoor is not unintentional. She isn't worth mentioning.

Pink - Movie Review

DON'T WATCH PINK!

How can they even come up with a movie like this?! If you want to make a movie, make HAPPY NEW YEAR; make PREM RATAN DHAN PAYO; make HOUSE(FOOL) series; these are the ones our audience love watching again and again and make them earn 300-400-500 crores! Why make a film like PINK? Nonsense!

And what's the star cast? No 50+ actor (superstar) playing 30 year old hero; no 20+ actress (glass ceiling is present even in our film industry) playing their love interest (and the Chachaji-bhatiji chemistry looks mind boggling!); no item numbers; no plastic-everywhere heroines (even in their expression); no re-re-re-remix songs of Bharat Ratna Honey Singh; no designer clothes; no foreign locales; nothing! Only some real looking characters, doing real acting giving out powerful social messages?! Huh! Such a waste of time!

And what kind of messages? That it's time women get their due? That women of our society are free spirits and that we should respect their freedom of choice; their individuality; their decisions?! Who are we kidding here? We are the nation where in 2016 our daily soap operas show mangalsutra clad bahus staging war against their sasumas! Or if we run out of stories of women then we bring in "icchadhari nagins" n "witches"! We are the nation where in movies women are either raped by men and protected by men; insulted by men and "accepted by men"; tortured by men and freed by men. We are the nation where girls can't say what they want; do what they want; and be what they want. We are the nation where majority of our Gods are women whom we worship but women in human form are killed in mothers' womb. And most of us, men and women alike, have accepted all these and more with pleasure. So we advise our daughters to dress "properly", behave "properly", talk "properly", walk "properly". We either don't educate our girls, or if at all we educate them, it is because we want them to be "accepted" by a well-to-do groom! And in such a nation, films like PINK is such a waste! Who would appreciate? Who would make it 200-300-400 crore grosser?

But still if you don't take my advice and decide to go watch the movie, trust me, you will feel proud somewhere deep down, that few people thought to make a movie like this. You will realise how, many a time, knowingly or unknowingly, intentionally or otherwise, you mis-judge women who dare to be themselves. And you will definitely take a note to learn to respect a woman's NO.

And don't leave the hall without hearing the poem by Mr. Amitabh Bachchan till the end.

Amader Deshbhokti... Bengali

Amra Mahalay niye Nachi; Amra Anondete bNachi;
Tar e Prane, Desher Taane; “Judho Chai” teo achi,
Amra Desh ke bhalobashi.

Amra Hotel e te khai; Amra Movie Dekhte Jai;
Raat pohale, leper tole, ghumiye tripti pai;
Border niye Facebook e te Debate e mete jai;
Shanti noy, Shanti noy, juddhyo amra chai;
Tai Shantipriyo lokgulo dekhe amra hashi,
Amra Desh ke bhalobashi.

Gorome Pran othishtho moder, sheet e kNapi thor thor;
Brishti Kadae birokto hoye bhabi Krishok tora mor;
Border e jara moder tore dicche nijeder pran;
Tader mora shrodhyay kori nijer “DP” daan; Koto boro bolidaan;
Shoinyo jabe judhyo korte, Daaridre morbe Chaashi;
Amra Desh ke bhalobashi

Churi ... Bengali

Churi bidya Moha bidya
 jodi na poro dhora
Dhora jodi porei gele,
ki r jabe kora...

Tai re nai re naire nana
Mithye kotha bolte mana
Mithyer r bhar boddo beshi, nei ki tomar jana...

Khacchi mach, dhakchi shaak
Shotyi mithye nipat jak,
Bibek OLX e beche
Shobai churi korte thaak!

Grief

Grief

I had my own notion of grief,
I thought it was a sad time, a period brief.
That followed the death of someone you love,
Or losing something that you like to have.
And you have to push through it,
With all your energy, bit by bit.
Until you get to the other side,
That is sunny, that is bright.

But I am learning there is no other side,
There is no pushing through, but only to glide.
There is absorption, adjustment, and acceptance,
You don't have to fight it, you just need endurance.
Grief is not something that you compete,
Neither is a challenge, that you've to face it.
Grief is not a task to finish and move on...

Grief is an element of yourself, an alteration of your being,
Grief is a new definition of self, a new way of seeing.