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Eat, Sleep & Smile

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  Dear Baby, The moment you will arrive in this world society will start giving you certificates, approvals and disapprovals. Some for winning, some for not accepting the defeat. Some for living to the fullest and some to live responsibly. Some to be cherish forever and some to create memory. Some will make us feel proud of you, some will make you confident. At some point you may believe these certificates are necessary for your existence. Let me tell you a secret- They are not!!! They sure provide some temporary anchors but it's a choice to stop them from becoming chains. It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. There is no time limit, you can stop whenever you want. It’s a choice to change or stay the same. World may tell you that you can’t, but there are actually no rules to this thing. We can make the best and worst of it. I hope you make best of it. And I hope you see the things that startle and amaze you. I hope you feel new things in your life. I hope you meet

Karnan - A Masterpiece

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  I fell in love with Mari Selvaraj's previous film Peruam Perumal, It is also available on Amazon Prime. Dhanush involvement in Selvaraj's project raises the scale of it but the core of the premise doesn't have to adjust to his star value. Presence of Dhanush provided the beautiful platform and scale to Selvaraj where he can creatively express himself.  And the result is Karnan which compelled me to write this blog.  PLOT The film focuses on village of Pudiakalam considered a wasteland for some but home for others. People of village understand and are pragmatic towards the structure of society and inequalities that come with it. They acknowledge the unfair treatment by the neighboring village. There is a simmering anger within them and they are on the edge. The movie then explore the manifestations of that rage beautifully. I realize that movie review are of the film and not about it. I will stop here with the plot.  Visuals What  struck me the most about Karnan is the abi

Micchami Dukkadam

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  Rituals Without Purpose I had a basic problem with any kind of rituals is they often adrift from the context. Be it modern world ritual of saying sorry or traditional ritual of touching feet.  Consequence: A hollow sorry or disrespectful feet touching.  Our ancient religions it seems are ardent believers  of second chances be it use of gangajal to wash sins or Micchami Dukkadam or shama yachna for washing harsh words, deeds or actions.  These ritual to a layman with bit of common sense like me looks like they are systematic opportunity provided to human beings to start afresh.  I can say for sure the purpose can't be to tell you keep doing what you are doing and just say micchami dukkadam at the year end. It is a window to introspect, it is a rewind button.  Practice in  Reality  When i talk to fellow Jains they often ask did you kept fast. I did two he did three fast etc.As if it is competition to show your patriotism towards your religion. I wanted to laugh at this but end up b

Content is King

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   There are many fine movies I watched during lock down from various states of the country and I think it is my prerogative to recommend them so that you can experience their craft too.  1. NATSAMRAT         Totally heartbreaking Marathi film that I witnessed on Netflix . This movie is not only story telling at its finest but showcased some of the best career performances. Starring Nana Patekar and directed by Mahesh Manjrekar. Before I rave about what I love about this film I wanted to talk about how we have this perception that when actors are not working actively in Hindi movies they are not creatively stimulated or not doing profound work.  Natsamrat is story of famous theater actor Ganpatram  who retire from theater to spend more time with family. Natsamrat is heart breaking tale of man who was once a celebrated artist and now seems to feel out of place. Its a acting masterclass by Nana Patekar. The story is not about the the ungratefulness of the children but about a man who wan

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DIZZY

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There are nearly 7 billion people on the planet, and we get time only to be friends with approximately 30 of them. As you can see the choice is really tough. But you came across as someone I need to know come what may. I will be honest, when I met you, you are little too unsure of yourself, A little too weird even by my standard. It took me a while to realize how amazing and smart you are. I ignored your values as rigidity I resented your love as licentiousness. I overlook your courage as brashness. But I am proud to say that despite of my narrow mindedness I get a chance to know you better. People like me are convinced that nothing can be done and we cannot overcome our circumstances. And most of us are oblivious of the fact that our circumstances are outcome of our thoughts and that our mind in itself have ability make heaven of hell, and a hell of a heaven. The universe isn’t evil it is just indifferent and it will remain so.  But you my dear are always aware an

Magic.....

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I sat and thought ‘what is that we are running after?’ What is it? Some sort of zone of eternal happiness? Or a state of mind that stays at peace all the time? To be honest I never understand what it is but I can’t run no more… When I stopped Magic happened … there is a thing about magic if you believe it’s real, it’s real…. It is everywhere around us… but one can experience and feel it clearly only when the mind is less cluttered. You ask for anything, and it just happens if you believe in magic. You ask for rain? You got it. Rainbow? Booyah! You got rainbows. You got literally anything you wish for. Everything smelt like peace and freedom. Time is not even a dimension anymore. You could be anyone or anything.  I now just look at the sky to feel the magic…. There is just so much that I can say about the colors in the sky…..I get jolts and ripple sprouts. The ripples form ideas and hence, thoughts. Thoughts turn into actions that affect everything around me.

कुछ दिन जब हम नहीं बोलते,

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                                          कुछ दिन जब हम नहीं बोलते , कुछ दिन की चुप्पी होती हैं . फिर बोलने लगती हे हर एक चीज तुम्हारी तरह . जैसे सुबह खिड़की के पर्दे से झांकती हुई रौशनी ले लेती हैं तुम्हारी शक्ल . कमरे की वो दिवार जिसपर लाइट लगी हैं बदल के हो जाती हैं तेरे चेहरे जैसी . आईने के सामने से गुजरता हूँ तो कंधे के बगल में तेरी परछाई नज़र आती हैं .  कुछ दिन तक नहीं बोलना ठीक था पर आओ फिर बाते करते हैं और सब चीज़ो को उनकी शक्ल वापस कर देते हैं जो तुम्हारी हो गयीं हैं