Wednesday, September 10, 2008


Well, this is for a cause and a reason i am overwhelmed about and feeling from the core of my heart. Kolkata Sojourn of almost more than five years now, will experience a certain break. Well, this sojourn to the city of joy was with certain motives in life, certain dreams strewn to existence, certain expectations, excitements, hopes and everything more to the process called "LIFE".

A lot of lessons learnt and taught.....lessons to hold on, to move on, to start with, to end at and so on and so forth. Sometimes i loved the city in a way as if it stands dearest to me and at times just wanted to break free the chains of comfort and move out. Well, the later occurred only a few times but the former defined the way of life i led for more than five years.

I remember times, when i just couldn't think of an incident occuring in my life and the city not standing a witness to it. How dearly i held this joy to my heart. Anything and everything that defined this city made me happier if not happy.

This city on its first appearance unveiled its beauty as one basking in the shade of the setting sun as if the sun cared not to glare harshly upon which would hurt the serene beauty of the lad standing veiled to the strenuous world, yet letting in everything without interrupting themotion of change creeping in. The golden charm of the city appealed to me in any form and at any time of the day.

The sun, hitting straight, the multistoreyed building opposite the huge maidan, the Victoria Memorial standing with all pride and vigor, the trams rattling by, the buses plying only to stop at the signals and then making a queue to move by with all those gittering noise and leaving one in the dark clouds of smoke from behind. Well this was an aspect of the city, where it portrayed itself at its best.

Another look of the city which not only appealed to me but also stood staring at me for more than two years were the pale yellow walls of the buildings in the Jadavpur University Premise. The broad staircases, the lifts with the collapsible gates, the bridge on the lake, the sun-heated cement seats of the canteen were the structures which knew our hideouts better than us, who stood as the silent witness to all the craps of the bunkers sitting and dillydallying to moments uncounted and unnoticed with the cups, to be precise the bhaars of cha and smokes of ciggarette blowing high to reach the unknown and unseen fate and and hold on to the dreams dreamt. Adda, bhaant, golpo, gujob were all an integral part of the mere existence.

With numerous new faces passing by, some standing to observe others, some sitting to just let the time pass by, and everything so dear to heart.....last but not the least what i can say about this city and dedicate to is.........."You stood as the teacher and critic for everything and most important lessons of life, which only experience could teach and you took the role of changing the scene to help me learn more and make the play most interesting."

Monday, September 1, 2008

Doors Opened to Show the Dreams Getting Materialised

Ok if i get back to a work that i used to do, say, 3 yrs back (definitely with a personal touch)....ok..let me write wat i felt about "Rock On". start with....."If GOD has an entity of a male and therefore by sheer chance or luck... if is handsome.......then its "ARJUN RAMPAL"........"

The film....well portrayed the dreams and the aspirations of people when they are in their youth and the way it fades away with time and situation. A group of four enthusiasts moves in to start a rock band......with events and achievements and failures intertwined the dream breaks to hit hard the reality........well, as i perceive it...something breaks to reunite in a more solid happened in this film too....

All the four reunites after a span of 10 years when all were settled in their own way..more basking in commercial success than realizing their dreams and heading forward to achieve it. One an investment consultant, two managing their paternal business .....but one with ease and other facing the failure in its own way, the fourth one stands mid way between realizing his dream and giving it a commercial touch....needless to mention, success kissed them after facing a bitter experience of a fight of egos and some one gaining a bit more importance by taking the risk of making certain unfavorable decisions. Finally, after all bitter tatse they were destined to taste the sweetness and magnanimity of the dreams revived and giving it a real touch. They di prove their metal to the world.

Well, if not to analyze the film critically and trying to relate to it i can say, one just gets blown with the need of the situation and call of the more "real" time. Today at this junction i can only say, look back to a time where you have left your dreams unfulfilled and happiness uncherished..when you are in a position to call your dreams and give it a shape which it deserved and which shows you a sign of success that you wished to see long back......well stands the quote in this scenario..."better late than never".....