Monday, December 22, 2014

PK Is Just OK...


This is my first review on the blog; I never thought I would post one. But this movie definitely compelled me to, because I found it not a so fresh or original story. The movie makers seem to be very much inspired by the 2012 release OMG-Oh My God,like the audience, and so have tried to convey the same message, yet again in a similar way with a slight modification in the story line with a more popular star cast of these days.

In OMG, Lord Krishna (played by Akshay Kumar) comes down to earth to help the atheist business man (Pareshrawal) and backs his opinion that all the rituals to serve the deity is just a waste and gives the message that he is within us and not to search him in temples or churches or mosques while in PK the message is given through an alien,astronaut (Aamir Khan) whose remote gets robbed soon after he lands on Earth. He starts searching God to get help to go back home, to his planet, on being wrongly advised by many men. Like many of us who search God, he is disheartened too and on not finding God he starts distributing the pamphlets of Gods headlined 'MISSING'with an address below to contact him if one finds God. Meanwhile heartbroken, Jagajjanani aka Jaggu (Anushka Sharma) who is back to Delhi from Belgium after love failure  gets no entry into her home. While working for TV, she is in search of an unusual story and finds PK's unusual behaviour and is after him to make the news. It's much like the media attention Paresh Rawal gets on filing a case against God in OMG. Jaggu on listening to his story comes to know that PK is an alien and promises to help him.She with PK's help tries to prove the Swamiji(priest), whom her family follows too, wrong. There is a bomb blast scene in the movie where PK loses his friend, his brother who helped him in the past, Sajay Dutt, in it. Though I say it is, 'An old wine in a new bottle', it is emotionally engaging as the alien PK does all to satisfy the Gods, just to get back his stolen remote. The acting by Aamir and Anushka is brilliant and not to forget Sanjay Dutt,Boman Irani and Sushant Singh who have done a very good job in the roles assigned. It is yet another mirror like OMG reflecting the the beliefs and ironies of the intelligent living beings,humans,on the Earth.The direction isn't bad either. So I can say,overall the movie PK is OK. 

So my rating would be:
FOR ACTING

FOR STORY

FOR DIRECTION

OVERALL





Friday, December 19, 2014

PLEASE COME BACK!

                                   
                                     
                                           I pray for miracles now
                                           Seeking back thou
                                           I question again and again,
                                          ' Is God really there?', in vein
                                 
                                           Thou were a humble soul
                                            Thou were joyful
                                             Wanted to live life to the fullest
                                             Now we moan,'Why was it cut short?'
                                         
                                               Wish for miracles now
                                              Wish you come back somehow
                                              No God can fill your space
                                              We want only you with grace
                                       
                                               Even if God takes your role
                                               We are not going to enrol
                                                We want only you and you
                                                 Please come back!
                                               
                                                 You were here to help others                        
                                               But stay here many, torturing others
                                              Why did  your days last
                                                While the bad have no past
                                           
                                            Stay here Men who just don't foul!
                                             Criminals are they
                                              That's was never, your way
                                             Please come back!
                                     
                                           God, thou took them nearer
                                           Needed them we, more here
                                          The place, no more is dearer
                                          Thou made us so poor

                                             Hard it is to believe
                                             A great loss to retrieve
                                            Don't let your people suffer
                                           Pray and come back here
                                            For God listens to innocence
                                             And with mercy he does justice.
                                     
                                     
                                         
                                   

Wishing For Miracles

I many a times pray for miracles to take place.Sounds crazy right? But I do and wish all the stories of miracles I heard are true. 

I want the bad things that happened to be erased. I want the time to go back,to make corrections or to be extra careful...even if the Earth has to rotate in the opposite directions for the same. These things never happen, but still the agony in me makes me desire such things. And why shouldn't these happen?Is it against the nature? I question myself. Don't the innocent  who die deserve these? We  punish the culprits but that would only prevent further massacres  from taking place...what about the shattered dreams of many...what about those who lost their lives?  I want  the dead to come back to life. For these at least I feel like believing in  the supernatural forces/powers. I feel like believing in rebirths. I urge  the supernatural forces to act in such circumstances to provide justice to the innocent. I urge they come back as if a miracle happened.




Sunday, December 14, 2014

My reflection smiled, I didn't

I was enthusiastic and intelligent kid and humble at the same time...that is what I hear people talking now.  I took interest in every activity in life and in school. My younger sister says now, 'She wrote the multiplication table up to 30 very fast and never showed me. She had learnt it up to 30 and had the knack  to multiply or add whenever she got stuck in between, at that age.' Yes, I used to do that whenever my mother assigned the work to both of us saying she would come back and check. My younger sister also says that I always collected more berries than her and always won the games we played. I always came first in school,even  when we shifted from our native village to town. And I remember the boy who had been first throughout in the class until I came, crying and complaining, pointing a finger towards me to his family members saying, 'That is the girl who comes first now....' 

When I got into the prestigious residential school, I did well there too. I didn't know to dance at all, but I learnt it and became a dancer. I was the only one amongst 670 students, who practiced basket ball all alone while others chit chatted or played in groups. I then became a basket ball player. I was good in academics, I was always one of the top three students in class.I was an athlete,did drawing and painting, sketching,embroidery. I never taunted or troubled others like many other girls did in my house nor did I boast. I played chess and was a chess champion for an year. I was awarded the best outgoing student considering the activities I took part in, with a voting by teachers and students. 

I got into the professional course,did my masters through merit. Everybody in family says now, I never demanded anything but only gave them. I did all by myself. I had my share of problems too but I never complained and moved on becoming successful in whatever I did.  I had lot of dreams about the future and loved life.I achieved a lot, struggled a lot in 28 years of my life and wanted to settle now. It was the time when I reaped the benefits but I lost at last. I lost to death. I  saw my reflection, the little girl, smiling...I saw the struggling grown up smiling....

Yes...my reflection smiled , I didn't. I didn't...I didn't... because I wanted to live.










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

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Why Class Room Hunger...?

Yes, 'Why CLASS ROOM hunger elimination is necessary?' was the question kept on coming back to my mind since I decided to write another blog post on being reminded by Blogadda that we can write upto 5 posts. 

'Why just class rooms?',I thought about it and was in praise for the genii who started Akshayapatra. Their plan is to eliminate hunger from India from the grass root levels. And so they  acted accordingly as the proverb,'Give a man a fish, you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, you feed him for a lifetime.'  (That is what I could understand about the programme.)The mid-day meal definitely has reduced school drop outs and increased enrollments as many go for the sake of food in government and government aided schools. So our part in eliminating class room hunger or our first step in eliminating hunger completely from India in the coming years would be to encourage more and more children to get into schools. Show them the greed of good food, make their parents and them realise how they can have a better life after getting education,else they will have to be there where they are now. Next would be to help few by providing other necessities like books,pens,clothes etc. so that they are not out of school because of these. And then last but not the least to donate to Akshaya Patra to help them continue this good deed. Spreading awareness about  the Akshaya Patra organisation and encouraging donations is also one major step in helping the cause. Thus we can join hands with the organisation to eliminate hunger from India by making the future generations self reliant and educated. 

If an entire generation is educated there would be no poverty, there would be reduced crime rate in India. There would be happiness everywhere making India 'Ram Rajya' (Kingdom of Lord Ram).


 I am going to #BlogToFeedAChild with Akshaya Patra and BlogAdda.
 


My first post for the cause blog to feed a child is here:
AKSHAYA PATRA- Unlimited Food For Education



      



Sunday, December 07, 2014

The Right Context

Our proverbs are so inspiring...they push us on, in times of distress. The moment we read them, we feel delighted and are on, with that enthusiasm as if some extra energy has flown into us. And so is our fellow, Mugdh. He admires them so much that he collects them;it's his hobby.Yes, he is Paremiographer.

He is very slow in whatever he does because he believes 'It is never too late'. He hardly talks and for the same he has been in trouble many a times. He doesn't even stand up for what is right? It is all just  because he read somewhere that, 'Speech is silver, silence is gold'. He has been trying hard to achieve things he wants but alas! he is nowhere near.This is because he strongly believes 'Where there is a will there is a way' and is heading towards something impossible,trying to do things in his own way. I am afraid to say this now,he failed many a times and accepted his failures as if nothing had gone wrong. That wouldn't be a problem had he failed after an earnest effort but he did it purposely reminding himself,'We learn little from victory and much from failure.'

Wish he soon reads, 'Early bird catches the worm' so that he becomes faster in whatever he does. Oh! He should also know that,'Haste makes waste'! Otherwise...he would hurry too much to be early. He should  soon know that, one should stand up for his rights and a wise man acts smarter than harder!

 Aren't the proverbs applicable in few contexts? They were said by men in certain situations and can not be applied or followed all the time. Half knowledge is really very dangerous!



Wednesday, December 03, 2014

Another Story from My Childhood



Everybody in my class knew me as a hard worker. I really used to study hard on all the days, even  on Sundays. And was a rank holder in my class. I always used to strive to be number one in my class and achieved it many a times. 

Once,one of my classmates who admired me asked ,"I heard you put oil in your eyes to study." I was puzzled by this and said,"No. That is not true."". "You, don't?" "No, I don't." Then she left, I had told her the truth but what she had said remained in my mind, I just could not forget that and kept thinking about it.I did not know about this... putting oil in eyes. I thought she asked me that because mostly oil also keeps one awake. I only used to widen my eyes and splash water whenever I felt sleepy. So I tried this as well, many a times, while I was in school. 

Much later when I had graduated I came to know that it's a phrase in my mother tongue which means, 'working hard'.  Life was so simpler then, only knew working hard. Why does life become complicated as one grows up? I only smile whenever this comes to my mind. And feel happy for what I was...a stupid girl? No, for being a hard-worker. I am not boasting about it now, there is no point in boasting. I do really feel proud about it :). I might not have accomplished much from it but such acts  of ours really make us proud and inspire us, don't they?

Monday, December 01, 2014

My Voice For A Cleaner India

Who makes our surroundings filthy? Is it the aliens?Probably, they don't like us you see... :). We are responsible for it and we know that very well. Why are we doing this? Don't we all know that it affects our well being? Probably...we all know, but still not bothered as we are too lazy or  may be we like being in filth so don't want to clean it and are constantly involved in making it filthier.

A few wise men among us or government may clean it again and again, but that is always a temporary solution as the rest of us do continue the same. We all  notice spit, nasal mucous etc.  on road side and feel like puking then and there, it is all so dirty! Disgusting!It is not just the uneducated few but many of the so called educated are the culprits here! Just before doing such things one should think how the other people may feel while passing by.  For a cleaner India, people's mind set should be changed first. Government should take measures in this regard from Panchayat(Governing body at villages) level.People should start liking cleanliness in the surroundings. 

In my city we keep the household wastes in front of our doors everyday segregating the biodegradable and non-biodegradable wastes into different dustbins and the wastes collector does his job of collecting it all and disposing it.Thanks to the local administrators! I don't know whether this is carried out  all over India. Even if it is...I am not sure whether it is practiced in villages. It is responsibility of every one of us along with the government to make India cleaner.Few other things Government should concentrate on is on the construction of proper drainage system for every village. Thus only a part of India can be cleaned. 

What about our rivers and the air we breathe in? The industrial waste management has become the major issue. Government should impose strict laws on industries for recycling of wastes and purification  before they are disposed, for a cleaner environment. Increasing the frequency of public transports for preventing air pollution.

There is another root cause, wasting or improper usage of goods like plastics. The more we waste them the more is their collection as garbage. So we have to use and reuse them sensibly, avoiding their accumulation in the Earth's crust. 

We can reach great heights when we work together as a nation.



P.S: This was written for Indiblogger's Kyun Ki Ab Bin Bole Nahin Chalega#Ab Montu Bolega , however I could not submit it on time.