Thursday, July 29, 2010

A morning

A morning, when it starts brings many things with it,
A day, may be sunny,  times its rainy
Bright at times and overcast sometimes.
May brings a hectic overworked target
or it may just becomes a lazy passing day.
It brings good news with it and some bad too.
It brigs friends together and the parting pain as well.
A day brings birth day cakes like it brings empty plates.
Happiness may flow with it, sorrow we must bear too.
Flowers we get many, we must endure a thorn few.
It makes us weak but gives strength for tomorrow
teaches us to smile in deep sorrow.
hearts break with the storm it brings, but true love bond and cling.
A hot day then brings a chilly night, and sweet dreams with it,
it also brings a brighter ray, and we live another day.
A day it may seem, but life is what it makes and reflects
With faith in heart,  lets feel blue
Together with love, lets make us from I and you.

Truly
Abinash

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Inception movie review

Movie: Inception
Director & Writer : Christopher Nolan(Of the dark knight fame); Music : Hans Zimmer
Starring : Leonardo Di Caprio, Marrion Cottillard, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Ellen Page, Tom Hardy

Rating: 4/5





Well, how should a movie about dreams or rather cascade of dream should be like? Interesting? Yes it is. One has to be alert in mind to understand and hence appreciate it though. Its about a series of dreams, dreams inside dreams and plantation of ideas in the subconscious of others and the adventures involved in doing so. The first half is almost spent in building up the plot and explaining the idea. So the first half is little slow paces and ain't as interesting. The totem as explained in the first half summaries the movie later at the climax in a surprisingly interesting way, keeping you anticipate.subtle use of physics here and there is well presented.
But a few not so interesting and explanation lacking parts just merely added to the spiderweb. The ability of Decaprio's dead wife to intervene in some one else's dream, the inability to come back if dead when sedated etc. But they had to made it look as plausible as possible and yet to make it intrigue so I guess that will not create much trouble unless some one invests too much of thoughts into it. The parallel movement of many plots is handled very nicely and crafted very exquisitely into one smart point. Characters are not built up pretty nicely to leave a memory for post movie discussions. Dialogues could have been improved. But to summarize, its a nice movie, awesome concept and well thought plots. Worths a watch and worths a hearty appreciation.

If I were the director: I would have fast tracked the first half too. Instead of explaining the concept theoretically, a small adventurous drill could have been planted in the first half. Dialogues should have been well written in relevance of the complex concept. There ain't really any dialogue that I remember.

Truly
Abiansh

Friday, July 16, 2010

The Dhol which was never noticed


Being deaf to outside world sometimes makes you feel joyful. While appreciating the amazing beats of punjabi dhol, with enhanced calrity by the sophisticated HP ear phones, I leaped into the past where I heard it first. The beats, that thousand others are appreciating like me, are actually not a new creation. They have always existed. Now they are staged, converted into video with pretty girls and made compatible to work with face book or the iPOD. This make me brood over the past where I heard it first.
We called it "Daang Chadha" back in my place. Its a form of Indian art, a gymnastic actually. with rope tied onto two bamboob pillars and perfectly balanced with all laws of mechanics satisfied, a tiny girl would walk over it, on a cycle rim, balancing herself with just a stick. With the beats of the Dhol, she would bounce at times. The same beats, I now enjoy with the luxuary of a computer and air conditioner and choose to call it "awesome". The street gymnast would make a living out of it, degree of earning depends on the generosity of the crowd. And then they move to a different locality. No one in the crowd back then appreciated this dhol though. Its the less adventurous and more riskful journey that girl fetched the fractional india currencies, now obsolete. And now when we have a "sense-of-appreciation" the art form is almost on the verge of extinction. The calibre went uncapitalized, the music went un-marketed. The street gymnasts melted away with the obsolescence of those tiny currencies which made them their living.

Now when I go home, I don't hear that dhol anymore to feel excited about and compete to be a part of the front row crowd, but I do see banners of highly paid rather mediocre artists performing. Strange country India is. And we just made ourselves a little more stranger to it.

P.S. Today India is excited about having given a symbol to the currency, but never realizing that its time to give India a symbol, thats beyond the nation emblem. The strength of India lies in the fact that its strange and every bit is different than the other. Just that we need to appreciate them, stage them, market them and give them a symbol.

Truly
Abinash