Does Dev D speak the heart and minds of todays youth in some way?Am i asking a question or stating an assumption?? I don't know.I just saw this movie some time back and could visualise smoke, drinks, money and all things which i should not have remembered, till i set my foot out of the mall i was in to watch the movie!Must say, the movie cast a spell-although i am unable to categorise it-magical/spooky/eerie????Again, dont know is the answer i would cling to...:)
because, to whosoever i popped up the question of the view about the movie, i have got positive replies.As per me, the movie is a bold foray into the realities tugged behind cushions of vanity and riches.Also, the movie,behind the hazy pictures of smoke, drinks and what not,tries to see through the unseen and unspoke of realities that we avoid to face every single day.Behind the closed shutters,games of money play their part-money moving from one hand to other hand,emotions tarnished by artifical smiles and exchange of words polished by an urge to earn-earn some bits of paper, the only thing which can substantiate survival in this cruel world.And, the D factor, or the D connection, hints at doom,silent doom when the lead actor immerses himself in the sea of remorse and failing in a bit to heal his wounds, ends up ruining them more everytime.Patna ke presleys..:) do some emotional atyachaar by speaking words that had been better left unspoken..:) Anyways, they do their job well by making mahii dance to their tunes,and introducing desi jazz to the wishlist of our bright and cheerful gen X...:) Recollecting the thoughts in my mind as i moved out of the cinema hall, i can just say that the movie is an open jigsaw game,open to interpretations and critique....:)
Dev D...
Amazing songs must say!!
Monday, February 23, 2009
A transient comeback...
As i visited my blog after a long span of time which has woven me into boring schedule that a typical IT job has to offer, i felt in me the urge to write up something, just simple for the sake of writing.Would not mind mentioning here, that having accidentally developed a follower of my blog and some good comments by readers in my kitty, i felt obliged towards producing a write up ..:)
ummmm...writing is a big addiction,one must say!!I still remember sitting long , diving deeply into the world of words,flipping pages of my vocab and memory just to make the right words hit the emotional schema of plots used in my poems...:) sounds too technical..!!So, by now the readers should have made out that this blog is a haphazard piece of some random thoughts and is written without any particular idea in mind.As i started blogging, i must admit i used to check it trillions of times to see my posts commented by and answering them once a while..:) But as i started writing frequently, it developed into a passion, wherein i just loved converting any vague emotion or a visualization, or maybe a typical hindi movie plot etc etc...to my own world of woven words, wherein i could morph, modify, construct and brighten up some little things which we ignore otherwise.Time flew by and i became busy in my IT job.Lack of time drifted me away, into a different, monotonous unexpressive world, where i felt that writing is a tedious job.But as they say, beauty never fades, once unvieled, you cant hide from it.So, here i am, almost at the end of the urge to write, now that i have discovered that i can still write the same way, just need some more thoughts.i feel rejuvenated that the panache to write is still there in me...:):)
ummmm...writing is a big addiction,one must say!!I still remember sitting long , diving deeply into the world of words,flipping pages of my vocab and memory just to make the right words hit the emotional schema of plots used in my poems...:) sounds too technical..!!So, by now the readers should have made out that this blog is a haphazard piece of some random thoughts and is written without any particular idea in mind.As i started blogging, i must admit i used to check it trillions of times to see my posts commented by and answering them once a while..:) But as i started writing frequently, it developed into a passion, wherein i just loved converting any vague emotion or a visualization, or maybe a typical hindi movie plot etc etc...to my own world of woven words, wherein i could morph, modify, construct and brighten up some little things which we ignore otherwise.Time flew by and i became busy in my IT job.Lack of time drifted me away, into a different, monotonous unexpressive world, where i felt that writing is a tedious job.But as they say, beauty never fades, once unvieled, you cant hide from it.So, here i am, almost at the end of the urge to write, now that i have discovered that i can still write the same way, just need some more thoughts.i feel rejuvenated that the panache to write is still there in me...:):)
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