Behind the doors of shahjahan..

Chowringhee...


Recently,I got a chance to read a beautiful novel Chowringhee, courtesy my nice colleague Rajiv who has a part in keeping my reading habits alive by providing me with his new, crsip novels.
The novel was based on the 'not so bright as it seems' life in one of the best hotels of calcutta,Shahjahan.The novel shows the dark side of High society and the darkness behind the courteous exchanges as seen by an advocate, who is offered a receptionist job in shahjahan due to job crunch. The author,Shankar Sinha has beautifully shaped the eventful history and darkness behind the glitz and pomp of the lively hotel, shahjahan, standing erect since ages.The novel had a multitude of characters , all gripped by fate to be living an unchosen life with smile on their faces.
It was heartening to read about the hostess Karabi Guha, Sohrabi, at the bar,the Bar dancer Connie and his poor brother Lambredta , the Singer, i dont remember the name. :) And last but not the least,the account of Bose da, my favourite character , a serene, pure at heart, mature and affectionate person, and Sujata, the charming air hostess, was very heartening and literally made me cry..

The manager has been portrayed as a shrewd, heartless fellow who ran the hotel well, his demenaour being a talk of the town among the hotel workers.But, his tormenting past, lovelost as he was, he gets a chance to bind the remaining tattered pieces of his life...

There has been a detailed account of the furtive visits of a very big socialite, in the wee hours, who at all times manages to keep her indecent endeavours at a hush from his businessman husband, who trusts her blindly.
Chowringhee has truly opened new visions to what lies beneath glitz and celebration at suites and hotels. And next time i visit some hotel , i am surely gonna stare and make what is there to the people attending to the guests.

Aj din chadeya tere rang warga....
By Rahat Fateh ali Khan

"Baksha gunaho ko
Sun ke duwao ko,
Rabba Pyaar hai,
Tune sab ko hi de diya...........

Meri bhi aahon ko
Sun le duwao ko
Mujhko woh dila
mene jisko hai dil diya....

Manga jo mera hai
Jata kya tera hai
Mene kaun si tujhse jannat manga li
Kaisa khuda hai tu
Bas naam ka hai tu
Rabba jo teri
itni si bhi na chali....

Chahiye Jo mujhe
Kar de tu mujhko ata

Jeeti rahi saltanat teri
Jeeti rahe ashiqui meri

Dede mujhe zindagi meri
Tenu dil da vasta....."

The mesmerising lyrics insitill me with a beautiful feeling of achievement -to be hearing such beautiful words.Hats off to the lyricist who has done a superb job.The song is a innocent prayer by a true lover to god/Rab asking for him to write his destiny , with the girl being a part of his life..He very beautiful and innocently like a 1 yr old kid asking for his favourite toy,expresses his lifelong wish to get the girl he loves the most.He sweetly complains to god that as he forbids everybody, giving them love in life, similarly, he should be listening to his constant prayers and his sincere wait should be over now...
Rabba mere naam kar use, tenu dil da vasta....
How beautiful , isnt it??

The following lines of song symbolise his dogged determination and true love and the beauty lies in the harmless complaint that he puts forth before god :


Manga jo mera hai
Jata kya tera hai
Mene kaun si
tujhse jannat manga li..

People ask god for selfish and worldly desires, dreams ,ambitions to be fulfilled..and here is this poor sweet guy who falls in love, yet believes god to show him way at every sep he takes.

He has strong belief in god, yet tries to push Rab to bless him wih love soon, by challenging :

Kaisa khuda hai tu
Bas naam ka hai tu
Rabba jo teri itni si bhi na chali.................
Then his heart pours out his true feelings...he wishes that his supreme power may rein the world endlessly, and his love may bloom for ages..

It feels great to hear such a refreshing and true to heart melody of true love, mixed with a childlike innocence....
Hats off to indian Music...:-)

Dev D!!

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!!

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...:):)

THEY SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES!!

Worship......

Colours of life.........

Stony regret........

Peace ........

Beauty is vivid!!

Freedom.....to touch the skies!!

Tried to capture some aspects of life through these pics after a long search on google!!

TUM NA SAMJHE THE............

Tum na samjhe the baat itni si,
Tumhari aas rahe har pal ye khwaish thi kitni si.

Is aas ke saaye me beette the pal,
Umeed ki dor se bandha tha har kal.

Kachchi thi wo dor use tootna hi tha,
Age jo badi chali manzil to hame peecha chootna hi tha.

Kal ki wo sunehri patang kho gayi kuch aise,
Sagar se chin gaya ho uska kinaara jaise.

Raahein hain anjaan,bas manzil hi nahi hai,
Lehron ka rukh kahin hai aur sahil kahin hai.

Baatein hai unginat, par shabd nahi hain,
Har pal hai soona , fir bhi waqt nahi hai.

Na hi hai koi aas aur na hi bacha koi haq,
Na vishwaas ka nishaan or na hi koi shaq.

Hans rahe hain hum par aankhen hai nam,
Anjaan se lamhon me nishabd se hain hum.

Wo samete hue lamhe,wo pyari yadein sab choot rahein hain,
Gaanthon se bhare vishwaas ke dhaage ab toot rahein hain.

Wo apne se lamhe ho rahe hai paraye saare,
Itni door tak a gaye the hum fir bhi hain hare…..

THE ROAD AHEAD.......

The road ahead is a lonely one,

the sweet solitude adding to the fun.

The journey shall be tough but it entails the freedom i crave,

ending the need to justify my actions and comments so rave.

The wind seems to be flowing against my face,

declaring clearly that its not easy a race.

But aloud inside something shrieks from within,

that i wanna get away from the useless din.

Some fears and worries that i would wish overcome,

rising past things tacky and irksome.

They say that the road leads to a worthless blind turn,

but my instincts count upon it for the things i yearn.

Hoping against the hope that the destination is not the right one,

here i am, all set to carve the path that has been taken by none.....