The Intellectual Youth and the Bollywood

 

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Bollywood stands as one of the worlds biggest film production center. A rare film industry which also brings variety of music and dance along with the films. Started as early as 1910, Bollywood has come a long way in terms of subjects and technicalities. Over the years it has spurred out a league of remarkable actors and marvelous films. But there are somethings which have changed in recent years i.e. from the late 2000s and the changes are negative as of now. Bollywood which was home to actors who had their own individual personalities and implanted that in the characters, has now become a home to actors who are mere products. It is now hard to find a “Angry Young Man” because actors have lost their own personality and ideology in pursuit of becoming products who can be used to sell anything from films to soaps. The actress are running on a similar lines. Each actress now has a check list to satisfy and having a individual personality is barely considered. If the faces are removed, the bodies look identical. Long gone are days when personalities like Sanjeev Kumar were cast as lead actors while all he had to present was his own personality and and astute for acting. Now, such actors could not even deserve a supporting role. Actors are now supposed to have a nicely toned ab-visible body and a youth-eccentric young personality. For the actress, Cinema like “Guddi” and “Abhimaan” are no more possible because the role of an actress in an movie has now been elevated from acting to making the film very Hot. She makes it hot by dancing on raunchy songs, exposing her skin vulgarly, acting helpless in situations, make-up ready all day and wearing nice designer clothes. For illustration consider roles of Amy Jackson in Freaky Ali, Katrina Kaif in Dhoom 3, Jacqueline Fernandez in a half  dozen films. If this was less, there are actress like Evelyn Sharma who are in Industry purely on looks. Her major role in movies like YJHD can be easily googled and it is pathetic to see that she was even cast. Once this fact was cleared that Bollywood actress doesn’t needs to act, we see a plethora of actress from many countries en-cashing the opportunity. To name some Bruna Abdullah, Nora Fatehi, Mandana Karimi etc. A simple google search could reveal the type of futile movies they have done and made money.

What hurts at the moment is that the intellectual youth of today is letting this mediocrity and frailty propagate. To consider a scenario, let us take the hullabaloo before the 2017 release “Half Girlfriend”. The movie was not only waste of time but also a insult to common sense. Arjun Kapoor is given a idea by his friends that according to Bihari Buddhi if the girl really loves you, she will have sex with you whenever you want it. So Arjun Kapoor tries it and she rejects. I thought this was just some random scene in movie and carried no significance but, my mind exploded when in the climax of the movie, the girl accepts his love and Arjun Kapoor tries to have sex with her, this time she happily lets it happen. I know many Biharis but they don’t think or act in this way. I mean this is stupidity at a different level. But, we are considering the hullabaloo before the release of the film. The social media was full of trolls which trolled Arjun Kapoor of his poor acting skills, The pairing of lead pair, the trailer of the film and so much more. Online parody critics “Fitoor Mishra” originated during this time and made fun of the Half Girlfriend trailer and earned millions of views and comments. The point to be made here is, the movie was stupid and everyone knew it but still it was a huge thing on social media. Going back 2 years in past, there was a beautiful movie called “Masaan” which was dull at the box office and social media alike. It was a highest quality cinema and received rave reviews for every department in it. If the trolls and the intellectual youth would have taken the step to speak positive about the movie and appreciate the film, the film would not have died. This non-appreciative attitude is killing cinema like “Masaan” and helping Bollywood make stupid movies like Half-Girlfriend, The Flying Jatt, Munna Michael, Baaghi and so so many more.

If the Intellectual youth of today stand’s up and makes its choice clear that they would watch and appreciate only movies like “Masaan” then the business of Bollywood would change and they would realize that the new India needs better cinema and it has given the indication. I saw no “Fitoor Mishra”appreciating movies like Masaan, Tamasha, Ankhon Dekhi and many more. Where were they in those times? where were those people who called Half Girlfriend stupid ? Will those people appreciate movies like Masaan ? They don’t appreciate the right content and want the Bollywood to produce quality movies. The change lies in the audience and its the audience who has to appreciate the true cinema and let the makers know that non-sense wont propagate any further.

 

The collections of some stupid movies in recent times have been so encouraging that the Bollywood wont stop gambling on such stupid subjects. Half Girlfriend made 90.47 crores, The flying Jatt stands at 56 crores and Masaan made 10 crores while, Ankhon Dekhi made as low as 1.3 crores. The collections may be less but whats more disappointing is that, these movies never received the attention they deserved on social media and that is because making fun of Half Girl friend would fetch more likes than posting few positive words of appreciation for Masaan. It is this intellectual youth of India which is busy making fun of stupid movies has to stand up for the right kind of movies and set an example that movies which satisfy checklist considering of A Badshah song, A hot Item number, A young, fair and skimpily clad actress and a abs-ready actor wont work anymore.

The generation needs a revolution.

The Land of Madhya Pradesh and the Secret of Nagas

Madhya Pradesh is the largest state of India and with 30 percent forest cover it has various secrets hidden beneath. Among the various cities and towns and amidst the forest and rivers there are still many revelations waiting for humans and these have power to direct the human thinking in a complete new direction.

 

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The lady was suffering with severe pain in one of her tooth on the right side. It was not only today but a regular scene since last 3 months. Every night when her husband would come back from work he could see his wife lying on the bad with on hand on her right cheeks rubbing them. She used to get temporary relief as she did it. Her Husband was done trying everything to free her from this pain. It was very easy for doctor’s to conclude that the removal of teeth was the best option. Her husband tried best to avoid the operation by giving her different pain relief pills and trying other branches of medicine like Ayurveda and Homeopathy. To their disparity, nothing worked right.

But Today, was different. It was a dark winter night and calm winds were blowing. It was quite outside and the vast barren land outside their small independent home added more chills. The Lady opened the door to let her husband come in. Seeing her dressed up her husband was curious to know the reason. After handing over him a glass of water, she told him about a daily wage labor who was also a shaman known for treating people of any ailments. She requested him that they visit him tonight and talk about her pain. Her husband was tired and reluctant to go. He seemed impassive of the idea and tried to avoid it by calling her conservative and illiterate but, some moments later when he saw that her will to visit the labor was unfazed and her severe pain was unending, he decided to take her to the labor.

They rode in their car and the only lights on road were of the car’s headlights. They could feel the chilling winter even inside as they occasionally shivered. The lady made a small drawing on a piece of paper and looked at it to keep guiding her husband about the address. After a 30 minutes journey they reached. The labor lived in a small dilapidated house. After many knocks, he came out. He listened to the lady and then went inside to wrap him in few sweaters. He also brought a torch along with him and asked the lady to open her mouth. They were almost shivering due to the cold and when they talked vapor came out of the mouth. The lady opened her mouth and he traversed the light over her teethes. After carefully observing each of them, he took out a small iron nail and asked the lady to keep it on her paining teeth for few seconds. The husband was curious to know the solution but, was also seemingly bored to see such backwardness. After few seconds, when she took out the nail from her mouth, the Labor took it and went by to the closest tree. He used a hammer to beat the nail and made sure that it got inserted in the trunk of the tree.

By this time, many other villagers gathered around them and murmured something among them. The Lady who was still suffering from pain looked at the tree with anxiety. The Labor told her that the pain would subside with each knock he gave with the hammer on the tree trunk to insert the nail. Things looked pretty foolish till now but, soon turned serious. With every knock the pain subsided. The lady smiled and her husband smiled looking at her. It has been months since they smiled wholeheartedly. The villagers were now murmuring even more. Some were smiling and some were amused.  The couple were not feeling the winter anymore. they were just plainly amused. The husband went closer to the tree and saw that there were numerous nails in the tree. He could conclude that there are many whom the labor has treated.

The labor stood smiling outside his house. His wife in ghooonghat stood beside him. He took a some money form the couple and gave it to her wife. Out of curiosity the husband asked him about his secret regarding treatment. The labor scratched his head and then told about his encounter with the Nagas.

On a Windy day many years back in Jungles of Satpura, The labor encountered a tired naga. He was tall and had strong dreadlocks. His body was covered with ashes and all he wore was a small garment to cover his bottom. He looked tired and sat beneath a thick tree, smoking cannabis through a chillum. He requested the labor to offer him some water. The labor though schoked was prudent in offering him some water. The naga knew that his death is near. He smiled at the labor and told him that he will tell him something which would always earn him respect and prosperity. That afternoon, he taught labor the techniques and mantras which were beyond understanding of a human mind. He made him learn the concepts about human body and its alignment with the universe. As the session ended he died but gave him a book full of mantras and writings about his exploration. The secret to treatment is never to be revealed to everyone but to just pass on.

As the couple came back home. They were silent. There were thousand questions within their minds. They wondered that how universe is so large and there are medical treatments which are far ahead of science. They thought about the wonders of human mind and how much can it explore in ones lifetime.

Many years passed by but, that specific teeth was never at pain.

 

Children Of Doom

 

Doom – Terrible Fate 

 

We are children of doom. We did not become one right now but we are one since, the day we were born. The very moment we were born we were labelled as children’s of doom and that is because we were not born in arms of people who pioneer in capitalism and imperialism. Our names were not announced in media, we did not grew up with media coverage and we did not have the freedom to choose. The moment we realized we did not have freedom to choose we could see how oppressed and different we are from the children’s of pioneers of capitalism. The pioneers of capitalism sends their children’s to expensive schools, they study interesting courses, develop an appetite for classy sports and hang out with other like minded kids. This is not the case with us. We are always reminded that we are children’s of doom. We don’t go to expensive schools. We go to nearby and affordable ones. We don’t study interesting courses. We try to excel in the important courses. The only sports we play is the one which school wants us to play. We are children of doom, we have lost our freedom. There is a price tag to every happiness in life. We cant love those rich beautiful girls. Beauty lies in eyes of beholder is an statement for us. We just cant afford their desires because, the cost of their coffee is the cost of our dinner. We have faces suited for their servants, our lust is also a crime but, the same from their man is an immediate sign for a true love. This world of capitalism is so infinite, there is oppression at each and every corner and in each and every possible manner. There are dozens of pioneers feeding and eating English. Their children’s speak like native English speakers. They have the accent, they have the flow. At a corner, we stand and think of the language. My intelligence and thought are limited to my mother tongue. We know you can speak that way, because you went to best schools and countries but, have some sympathy and look at us. We were taught about importance of money before the hefty vocabulary. We understand loans, we understand price as our luxury comes within our budget. Our freedom of choice is limited. We cant choose those fancy cars, we cant live in those exorbitant bungalows all we can do is stare at them and regret being children’s of doom.

 

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Have a look at some of us. Look into our eyes and stare at our faces. We are far away from your world. From beautiful people and happy faces. Our eyes speak our fate. They have significant despair in them. Over a period of time, living under the shoes of pioneers of capitalism our faces now have stretch marks. These are reminder to us about our lives that has been full of struggles and malice. We want to steal a wallet from your back pocket and run away with it and we do that not because we are thief’s but because our life has been full of misery. Look at the child in the front. Look at the innocent face. At this very moment he has no idea about his fate. He doesn’t knows that that the worst that could happen in his life has already happened. The very day he was born he was made part of the race that we children’s of doom run all our lives. We begin with a race of education, and then the race to settle life. Once, these races are done, we run the virtual race which happens in mind. While the children’s of pioneer’s buy many houses our life revolves around buying just one. Just One. Our cars are simple and our clothes are simple too because no matter how much we try to look like you, our fate has given us a face which brings us down back to the regiment full of children’s of doom.

 

Now, the oppression has crossed the boundaries. We are openly abused and our jobs are being ridiculed. Our simple life has been criticized.

 

How easy it was for her to say “How Middle Class?” How easy it was to make fun of the innocent people who are compelled under responsibilities of middle class to do the job.

How damn easy it was?

And we are supposed to gulp it in. We are supposed to hate our jobs because some people don’t find it good. This is our life.

 

But, then life goes on in every social strata. It is the human nature to find happiness even in misery. The pioneers keep oppressing us and we keep getting oppressed. Every day is a new war and it is important for us to  firstly, we think of our war and then about the oppression.

 

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A picture hastily taken by me on narrow and rusted streets of Karol Bagh, New Delhi.

 

The smile says it all.