6) Childhood
Many memories surround,
Around my village pond,
Filled with dark green waters,
And one half with weeds.
School and to play after,
Scattered all over,
Four different god’s houses
And my punctual mates.
A time when home was a shelter,
Parents my protector,
Every companion a friend,
And any place a playground.
All the teachers cruel,
Every girl untouchable,
And each new day
Dawned with bright hopes.
Don’t remember how,
Got I transformed, now
Ask often god, why did you put
The best of life at first?
But it gave me,
A foundation filled with pleasure,
And to reminisce,
An era of happiness?
Friday, April 08, 2011
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
5) Burial
5) Burial
As I walked toward sea,
Dark, silent, with quickly
Moving feet,
A funeral procession,
Turned the corner with me.
A black box,
Freshly screwed tight, covered
With white cloth, floated
On shoulders, along with
The rhythmically moving footsteps;
I followed.
Made heavy by dew drops,
Grass blades bent, touched and released,
Their burden on my feet, as I stood,
Alone in the burial grounds, unable to
Wipe out the memories, like tears,
As people did, when they left me,
Standing like the marble slabs
To let dew drops escape to the ground.
I left, trailing behind,
Etching strange patterns,
My unburied coffin.
As I walked toward sea,
Dark, silent, with quickly
Moving feet,
A funeral procession,
Turned the corner with me.
A black box,
Freshly screwed tight, covered
With white cloth, floated
On shoulders, along with
The rhythmically moving footsteps;
I followed.
Made heavy by dew drops,
Grass blades bent, touched and released,
Their burden on my feet, as I stood,
Alone in the burial grounds, unable to
Wipe out the memories, like tears,
As people did, when they left me,
Standing like the marble slabs
To let dew drops escape to the ground.
I left, trailing behind,
Etching strange patterns,
My unburied coffin.
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
4) Blackness
4) Blackness
In a spot of darkness,
Changing their forms,
Images appeared,
The more I stared.
A house, a man or trees,
Reflected in the light of stars,
Till ennui took over,
Trying to understand the perceiver.
That vision returned in the night,
Now into a bottomless pit,
It transformed and made me sink,
Rang alarms, but I tried, not to wake.
The body’s weightless feeling,
Giving up of control, without fighting,
But treacherous eyes opened,
Dumping me back in solid bed.
Now without fear I return to the place,
Jump into that spot of darkness,
To explore again my forbidden self,
But bounce back to humdrum life.
In a spot of darkness,
Changing their forms,
Images appeared,
The more I stared.
A house, a man or trees,
Reflected in the light of stars,
Till ennui took over,
Trying to understand the perceiver.
That vision returned in the night,
Now into a bottomless pit,
It transformed and made me sink,
Rang alarms, but I tried, not to wake.
The body’s weightless feeling,
Giving up of control, without fighting,
But treacherous eyes opened,
Dumping me back in solid bed.
Now without fear I return to the place,
Jump into that spot of darkness,
To explore again my forbidden self,
But bounce back to humdrum life.
Monday, April 04, 2011
3) Atheist
3) Atheist
The wasted hours of praying,
In front of a stone carving,
And other ironical rituals,
Sets afire atheistical spirits.
Every god is a symbol,
And all religions a party, political,
They promise you an asylum or salvation;
Just like others, to stay in contention.
Because your parents, forced
You from your childhood,
Fearing the stigmas of society,
Bond you are with a (religious) party.
Held sacred the ancients, best sellers
Helped by longest ever campaigns,
But from mere followers of it,
Fanatical we’ve become, in spirit.
Compete with science, theories;
Like the world was created in seven days,
Or came through the navel, because of people,
Conditioned like Pavlov’s dogs.
The wasted hours of praying,
In front of a stone carving,
And other ironical rituals,
Sets afire atheistical spirits.
Every god is a symbol,
And all religions a party, political,
They promise you an asylum or salvation;
Just like others, to stay in contention.
Because your parents, forced
You from your childhood,
Fearing the stigmas of society,
Bond you are with a (religious) party.
Held sacred the ancients, best sellers
Helped by longest ever campaigns,
But from mere followers of it,
Fanatical we’ve become, in spirit.
Compete with science, theories;
Like the world was created in seven days,
Or came through the navel, because of people,
Conditioned like Pavlov’s dogs.
Friday, April 01, 2011
2) Anti-depressant
2) Anti-depressant
Will you ever know
The way you make me feel…
Even the thought of your tears... Makes me feel
Like a raging storm… blind in its fury.
Your absence… makes me feel
Like a scared, lonely child… on a corner.
Your eyes… make me feel
Like a gentle breeze’s heart… on a desert.
Your upward look… makes me feel
Like a fire, burning on… to consume itself.
Your smile… makes me feel
Like the sky… where birds fly.
Your silence... makes me feel
Like earth’s core… where volcanoes erupt.
Your teasing... makes me feel
Like calmness met chaos... and dance.
Your laughter... makes me feel
Like a mirror... be in that frame forever.
Your kind word... makes me feel
Like the morning… in a prayer.
You… make me feel
Like waking up... to dream again,
To find whether you will ever know
The way you make me feel…
Will you ever know
The way you make me feel…
Even the thought of your tears... Makes me feel
Like a raging storm… blind in its fury.
Your absence… makes me feel
Like a scared, lonely child… on a corner.
Your eyes… make me feel
Like a gentle breeze’s heart… on a desert.
Your upward look… makes me feel
Like a fire, burning on… to consume itself.
Your smile… makes me feel
Like the sky… where birds fly.
Your silence... makes me feel
Like earth’s core… where volcanoes erupt.
Your teasing... makes me feel
Like calmness met chaos... and dance.
Your laughter... makes me feel
Like a mirror... be in that frame forever.
Your kind word... makes me feel
Like the morning… in a prayer.
You… make me feel
Like waking up... to dream again,
To find whether you will ever know
The way you make me feel…
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
1) Another day
1) Another day
Crying children,
Shapeless houses,
Cracked footpaths,
Boisterous vendors,
My creased worn shoes
Moved around a banana peel.
Walking through the flow,
All alone in a sea of faces,
Covering the usual distance,
To the crammed office buildings,
Climbing up the wooden stairs,
Glared at the faulty lift.
Away from the dry brown designs,
Footfalls echoing around me,
Unconsciously adjusting the tie,
Sat on the sagged chair;
Looked through the piles of files,
To see the dress of stenographer.
Drinking the usual tea,
Waiting for the boss to come,
Wishing for an earthquake,
I started another day.
Crying children,
Shapeless houses,
Cracked footpaths,
Boisterous vendors,
My creased worn shoes
Moved around a banana peel.
Walking through the flow,
All alone in a sea of faces,
Covering the usual distance,
To the crammed office buildings,
Climbing up the wooden stairs,
Glared at the faulty lift.
Away from the dry brown designs,
Footfalls echoing around me,
Unconsciously adjusting the tie,
Sat on the sagged chair;
Looked through the piles of files,
To see the dress of stenographer.
Drinking the usual tea,
Waiting for the boss to come,
Wishing for an earthquake,
I started another day.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
who's faith is it anyway?
haven't been blogging since a long time, it seems.
been doing more facebooking than anything else on the net, as it seems to be the trend. everyone tends to go where they get feedback ;)
been hearing many queries about some topics again and again these days.. especially from the youth brigade. and was generally surfing net and found some cool articles - explaining exactly such topics.
so here are those links.
http://nirmukta.com/2010/01/14/reincarnation-rebirth-and-past-life-regression-therapy-in-india/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/01/21/review-the-god-market-how-globalization-is-making-india-more-hindu-by-meera-nanda/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/07/07/misunderstanding-freedom-of-speech-in-india-case-studies-islamist-zakir-naik-maoist-rebels-film-actress-kushboo-artist-mf-hussain/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/04/20/freeing-devi-a-pragmatist-argument-for-gender-equality-in-the-freethought-movement-in-india/
ofcourse, if you dont have time to read such stuff - you can just watch part-2 of kumar and harold go to white castle.. there are some other movies too, kinsey (2004), shortbus (2006), i can't think straight (2008) - which explore hithero taboo aspects of human mind. maybe faith & sexuality are topics not to be discussed at all, when there's weather. but global warming can be a potential disaster as well, as a conversation starter ;)
been doing more facebooking than anything else on the net, as it seems to be the trend. everyone tends to go where they get feedback ;)
been hearing many queries about some topics again and again these days.. especially from the youth brigade. and was generally surfing net and found some cool articles - explaining exactly such topics.
so here are those links.
http://nirmukta.com/2010/01/14/reincarnation-rebirth-and-past-life-regression-therapy-in-india/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/01/21/review-the-god-market-how-globalization-is-making-india-more-hindu-by-meera-nanda/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/07/07/misunderstanding-freedom-of-speech-in-india-case-studies-islamist-zakir-naik-maoist-rebels-film-actress-kushboo-artist-mf-hussain/
http://nirmukta.com/2010/04/20/freeing-devi-a-pragmatist-argument-for-gender-equality-in-the-freethought-movement-in-india/
ofcourse, if you dont have time to read such stuff - you can just watch part-2 of kumar and harold go to white castle.. there are some other movies too, kinsey (2004), shortbus (2006), i can't think straight (2008) - which explore hithero taboo aspects of human mind. maybe faith & sexuality are topics not to be discussed at all, when there's weather. but global warming can be a potential disaster as well, as a conversation starter ;)
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
tribal sports event
A tribal village, which i was able to visit had a lot to tell.
This small tribal village consisting of 8 families took up the challenge of organizing annual sports meet of about 100 villages from that area.
There are 2 other tribal villages villages nearby, with about altogether 50 families in them, who also helped this village to host this event. So in total 58 families are handling sportsmen/women from about 100 villages. there are about 80 teams of volleyball players (each team has at least 6 players), and there are kabaddi & kho-kho teams consisting of women.
A gathering of 700-900 people, how does just 3 villages, consisting of 58 families manage all the organizing and stay of so many people for 2-3 days during this sports meet?
Of course, their preparations had started early. They had collected rs. 100 from each family for expenses of this event. Rice & vegetables were donated by each family. Of course, all the tribal visitors (sports people) also brought in rice & vegetables etc. Which is their custom, and a very logical one in tribal forest areas where resources are not as plenty as in metro cities.
The villagers also had cleared a large area of field and worked together since months to grow vegetables etc. Which would be used during the 2-3 days of the event.
Prior to the event, these 3 village people decorated an open area, where volleyball court, another smaller but similar court for ring throwing, practide areas, ceremony area, small huts where guests can be seated, and a special shelter where tribal everyday artifacts were displayed. Every decoration was made from locally available material, such as bamboo, leaves, chaff, and colored with plant dyes. Even the bouquets given to guests were made from bamboo and local flowers stuck it.
Where would such cooperative work be seen in India except in tribal areas these days? How many families in a same locality would be willing to give up their meagre resources & human-power to host such an event? How many more years would such tribal villages exist? How long would it be before the CWG (common wealth games, which was a corrupt chaotic event in 2010 in India) style management virus will infect such sincere contributions for the community???
This small tribal village consisting of 8 families took up the challenge of organizing annual sports meet of about 100 villages from that area.
There are 2 other tribal villages villages nearby, with about altogether 50 families in them, who also helped this village to host this event. So in total 58 families are handling sportsmen/women from about 100 villages. there are about 80 teams of volleyball players (each team has at least 6 players), and there are kabaddi & kho-kho teams consisting of women.
A gathering of 700-900 people, how does just 3 villages, consisting of 58 families manage all the organizing and stay of so many people for 2-3 days during this sports meet?
Of course, their preparations had started early. They had collected rs. 100 from each family for expenses of this event. Rice & vegetables were donated by each family. Of course, all the tribal visitors (sports people) also brought in rice & vegetables etc. Which is their custom, and a very logical one in tribal forest areas where resources are not as plenty as in metro cities.
The villagers also had cleared a large area of field and worked together since months to grow vegetables etc. Which would be used during the 2-3 days of the event.
Prior to the event, these 3 village people decorated an open area, where volleyball court, another smaller but similar court for ring throwing, practide areas, ceremony area, small huts where guests can be seated, and a special shelter where tribal everyday artifacts were displayed. Every decoration was made from locally available material, such as bamboo, leaves, chaff, and colored with plant dyes. Even the bouquets given to guests were made from bamboo and local flowers stuck it.
Where would such cooperative work be seen in India except in tribal areas these days? How many families in a same locality would be willing to give up their meagre resources & human-power to host such an event? How many more years would such tribal villages exist? How long would it be before the CWG (common wealth games, which was a corrupt chaotic event in 2010 in India) style management virus will infect such sincere contributions for the community???
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
should tobacco be banned?
WHO estimates there are 1.1 billion smokers in the world. Now whether this number includes smokeless tobacco users is something i am trying to find. In developing countries poor people tend to chew tobacco, as its cheaper. Tobacco consumption is decreasing in developed countries and increasing in developing (poorer) countries.
Stats also show that More than 4 million people die each year from smoking related diseases. About half of all long-term smokers die of tobacco-related illnesses, and even more sadly, half of those die in middle age.
Many countries, especially developed countries like Canada, Australia shocking warnings are compulsory on tobacco products (such as, "tobacco is more addictive than heroin", "smoking when pregnant harms your baby")... but even such countries dont dare to ban tobacco products.
why? are they scared that banning tobacco would be bad for economy?
-the land used currently for tobacco farming could be easily utilized for another
eatable crop.
-since tobacco drains out the nutrient chemicals on farmland in larger quantities
than other crops, fertilizers are compulsory for tobacco farming, thus by
quitting tobacco farming, we would actually save our soil.
the people who will lose their jobs, if tobacco industry goes kaput... is a considerable problem initially.
similarly when tobacco is banned, productivity would go up (as people would be more healthy, and there would be less breaks), some more people could end up jobless.. but then VCR (video) cassette stores went out of business, and other such transitions which happen, the market would absorb these unemployed over the years.
the money saved on tobacco related ill health and its cost could be easily utilized to rehabilitate tobacco farmers & unemployed people for these few transitory years.
of course, even if all this doesn't convince the economic loss due to banning tobacco, you cant put money over life of over a million people every year...
the biggest killer of civilized world needs to be dealt with now!
Stats also show that More than 4 million people die each year from smoking related diseases. About half of all long-term smokers die of tobacco-related illnesses, and even more sadly, half of those die in middle age.
Many countries, especially developed countries like Canada, Australia shocking warnings are compulsory on tobacco products (such as, "tobacco is more addictive than heroin", "smoking when pregnant harms your baby")... but even such countries dont dare to ban tobacco products.
why? are they scared that banning tobacco would be bad for economy?
-the land used currently for tobacco farming could be easily utilized for another
eatable crop.
-since tobacco drains out the nutrient chemicals on farmland in larger quantities
than other crops, fertilizers are compulsory for tobacco farming, thus by
quitting tobacco farming, we would actually save our soil.
the people who will lose their jobs, if tobacco industry goes kaput... is a considerable problem initially.
similarly when tobacco is banned, productivity would go up (as people would be more healthy, and there would be less breaks), some more people could end up jobless.. but then VCR (video) cassette stores went out of business, and other such transitions which happen, the market would absorb these unemployed over the years.
the money saved on tobacco related ill health and its cost could be easily utilized to rehabilitate tobacco farmers & unemployed people for these few transitory years.
of course, even if all this doesn't convince the economic loss due to banning tobacco, you cant put money over life of over a million people every year...
the biggest killer of civilized world needs to be dealt with now!
Monday, December 06, 2010
search ongoing
i had been taking time off from work to do some serious self exploration, without bothering about earning money, career, cautionary advice from friends, acquaintances and general world rules etc.
after few months of such search and wandering hundreds of kilometers, i came across this quote,
"The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others"
by MK Gandhi.
of course, several interpretations, angles of this quote will be out there; for me it was an eye opener about my past exploratory ideals. to find myself, i had tried to distance get away from my earlier identities (basically my educational degrees, profession etc), and been checking whether i can practice "all types of work has dignity".. in a way check my ego.
if i was able to serve others is something i dont know. but i feel some kind of pattern is emerging and some positive sense & direction is emerging. so gonna keep writing more.
after few months of such search and wandering hundreds of kilometers, i came across this quote,
"The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others"
by MK Gandhi.
of course, several interpretations, angles of this quote will be out there; for me it was an eye opener about my past exploratory ideals. to find myself, i had tried to distance get away from my earlier identities (basically my educational degrees, profession etc), and been checking whether i can practice "all types of work has dignity".. in a way check my ego.
if i was able to serve others is something i dont know. but i feel some kind of pattern is emerging and some positive sense & direction is emerging. so gonna keep writing more.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Thursday, November 04, 2010
start of a new path. feel its the holy grail. What all to do to excel at such a golden opportunity?
There would be some thumb rules, simple everyday reminders to be efficient. Will search.
How many of us go thru such a situation? Continuous and long term implementation is not easy, but worth striving for.
- wud daily blogging help? Maybe am sounding too geeky now.
There would be some thumb rules, simple everyday reminders to be efficient. Will search.
How many of us go thru such a situation? Continuous and long term implementation is not easy, but worth striving for.
- wud daily blogging help? Maybe am sounding too geeky now.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
posting from mobile or handfone 4 the 1st time. Net accessibility 24/7 is making me change in so many ways. Soon 3g wil make it faster.
Attending a wedding of a family member, and stuck how true 'arguementative indian' holds true.
How do you spend your time? How much of it is spent on un-necessary chatter seem worthwhile to calculate.
Attending a wedding of a family member, and stuck how true 'arguementative indian' holds true.
How do you spend your time? How much of it is spent on un-necessary chatter seem worthwhile to calculate.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
a shocking suicide
just heard about a friend and old colleague's suicide yesterday...
she was just in her late 20's...
made me remember about a poster we had created for a mental health exhibition a decade ago... to create awareness about suicide.
it was a blank poster, with just a line below
all the people who came for that exhibition would curiously check that line below, since a blank poster doesn't make sense..
that line was, "the artist who was supposed to paint here committed suicide... what a waste".
...........it may sound bit insensitive... but the idea was to give a shocking input about what a suicidal impulse can do, and how important availability of mental health services are.
right now, after hearing about this suicide, typical questions arise, 'why did she do such an extreme step? how could she do such a thing? etc. etc.
she was a wonderful human being, and may her rest in peace.
she was just in her late 20's...
made me remember about a poster we had created for a mental health exhibition a decade ago... to create awareness about suicide.
it was a blank poster, with just a line below
all the people who came for that exhibition would curiously check that line below, since a blank poster doesn't make sense..
that line was, "the artist who was supposed to paint here committed suicide... what a waste".
...........it may sound bit insensitive... but the idea was to give a shocking input about what a suicidal impulse can do, and how important availability of mental health services are.
right now, after hearing about this suicide, typical questions arise, 'why did she do such an extreme step? how could she do such a thing? etc. etc.
she was a wonderful human being, and may her rest in peace.
Friday, December 25, 2009
beginning of a new era?
had been discussing about how rapid social changes are going tobe in the next decade. i foresee the 2010-2020 to be going thru as rapid a social/moral changes all over the world, as the 1990-2010 period had been.
in here, i see the fasttrack watch adverts (where break up and move on is shown as just another fun thing to do), ND Tiwari scandal (these things are done by even governors/octogenarians!), and many more to come..
happy new decade anyway ;)
in here, i see the fasttrack watch adverts (where break up and move on is shown as just another fun thing to do), ND Tiwari scandal (these things are done by even governors/octogenarians!), and many more to come..
happy new decade anyway ;)
Saturday, December 19, 2009
what's the difference between these two
What's the difference between these two pictures?
maybe 10,000 more people are seen the 'babri masjid' destruction photo.
ultimately shouldn't both be seen as terrorist, anti-humane activities?
shouldn't these questions be asked to conscience? (these pics are just examples, used to drive home a point).
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
2 themes:
themes are to think about... something to think about. here are 2 of them.
A1) if 2 ppl / 2 grps meet.. and one is propogating peace and non-violence, and the other propagates violence and control, then guess who will win? - if the violent person/group attacks, the peace loving group/person will have to do something to defend themselves.. right? Thus making them part of the 2nd grp/violent grp.. right?
A2) suppose there is a situation – like its shown in a movie.
A hero is accused of something. Something like a financial crime/fraud… but his intentions are good – he’s trying to bring about a positive change in society thru that.. (or he could be shown as suffering from childhood abuse… or he’s angry and had very negative experiences, unfairly dealt with by system/corrupt politicians, and he’s aggressively responding to that..
There are supporting actors.. like hero’s girl friend… who decides to stick with him (because she loves him deeply, or for another reason – she is scared of independency, and wants to cling on to him, or becoz she sees competition in a pretty girl colleague of the hero…
There’s another colleague who dispite everyone against the hero, goes on to support the hero… (again, becoz, he’s a good guy, or he’s a really bad guy – who wants to nail the hero, so he wants the hero to admit/plead guilty… or becoz his daughter is kidnapped by a criminal boss, who orders him to make the hero look bad…
There’s another colleague, who’s arch enemy of the hero… becoz, he is jealous and hates him.. or becoz he’s just pure evil, and wants to control everything, or becoz the hero’s father is an escaped Nazi, who got settled in usa with an assumed name and nationality – other than german… and enemy of hero is son of a Jew who was killed by hero’s father (well, its very filmy, and seem far fetched… I did that to drive the point home v. strongly).
… I added the reasons behind every characters actions into different things – to show that its not actions, but the intentions behind them that makes something or somebody noble or evil…
Its easy to see through, if you remember just some stories you’ve read, or some movies you’ve seen..
In our real life, things are much more complicated becoz we have no real idea about the real intentions of people around us… so its not easy to judge and label ppl into good/bad categories within seconds.. movies and TV let us do that.. so we get hooked on to them… hooked on to that un-real world, even tho we criticize the artificiality of those shows/media/movies…
A1) if 2 ppl / 2 grps meet.. and one is propogating peace and non-violence, and the other propagates violence and control, then guess who will win? - if the violent person/group attacks, the peace loving group/person will have to do something to defend themselves.. right? Thus making them part of the 2nd grp/violent grp.. right?
A2) suppose there is a situation – like its shown in a movie.
A hero is accused of something. Something like a financial crime/fraud… but his intentions are good – he’s trying to bring about a positive change in society thru that.. (or he could be shown as suffering from childhood abuse… or he’s angry and had very negative experiences, unfairly dealt with by system/corrupt politicians, and he’s aggressively responding to that..
There are supporting actors.. like hero’s girl friend… who decides to stick with him (because she loves him deeply, or for another reason – she is scared of independency, and wants to cling on to him, or becoz she sees competition in a pretty girl colleague of the hero…
There’s another colleague who dispite everyone against the hero, goes on to support the hero… (again, becoz, he’s a good guy, or he’s a really bad guy – who wants to nail the hero, so he wants the hero to admit/plead guilty… or becoz his daughter is kidnapped by a criminal boss, who orders him to make the hero look bad…
There’s another colleague, who’s arch enemy of the hero… becoz, he is jealous and hates him.. or becoz he’s just pure evil, and wants to control everything, or becoz the hero’s father is an escaped Nazi, who got settled in usa with an assumed name and nationality – other than german… and enemy of hero is son of a Jew who was killed by hero’s father (well, its very filmy, and seem far fetched… I did that to drive the point home v. strongly).
… I added the reasons behind every characters actions into different things – to show that its not actions, but the intentions behind them that makes something or somebody noble or evil…
Its easy to see through, if you remember just some stories you’ve read, or some movies you’ve seen..
In our real life, things are much more complicated becoz we have no real idea about the real intentions of people around us… so its not easy to judge and label ppl into good/bad categories within seconds.. movies and TV let us do that.. so we get hooked on to them… hooked on to that un-real world, even tho we criticize the artificiality of those shows/media/movies…
Monday, November 30, 2009
What’s wrong with this story?
disclaimer: this is a fictional account, but could be culturally/morally shocking. please do not read ahead, if you detest such boundary crossers.
2 psychiatrists are sitting and casually chatting. Seems like their work is done, and they are catching up with gossip after work. One shrink is sitting in a big chair facing a desk and across the desk, there are 2-3 small chairs. Other shrink is standing near the window, and looking half out and half in.
A youth enters that room, greets and says he wants to talk. The shrink on the chair looks a bit bored, but without saying much, he points the youth to a chair across the desk.
The youth says, he is following up with the shrinks treatment (establishing him as a client), and both client and doctor are familiar with each other. The youth then talks about some of his current problems… the shrink kinda shrinks into his chair with an inevitability and throws a what-to-do-now look at his colleague.
In between the youth’s talk, the shrink on chair motions him to stop… and asks his colleague, who seems half in and out of that room.. “hey, does this sound familiar to you?”. The standing shrink turns a bit more in, and says, “yeah, my client I told you about that other day, he had some of these symptoms.. haha,.. so gay man”… and both the shrinks laugh.
The youth waits few seconds patiently to continue with his problems.. the shrink in the chair also turns towards him to hear the story out till end. The youth hesitates, and then asks, “is this client’s name mr. so and so? “.. the standing shrink turns around a bit, thinks and says.. yeah, that’s his name. the youth jumps out of the chair, and says, excuse me for a minute, and flips out his mobile and walks out of that room.. the shrinks re-start their gossip chat without losing another second.
The youth calls up someone on phone and asks him to be at the shrinks office as soon as possible… the other one on phone seems to agree. The youth sits down in a chair outside and waits.
After some minutes, another youth comes in from outside, enters the waiting room, and greets the youth who was waiting. They shake hands and chat, and then smile and hug.. and hug again.. and enter the shrink’s room.
They greet both the shrinks loudly and say.. hey, we know what was with us two now.. we are together now. See ya later. One of the shrinks says, try to take an appointment next time… and winks at the other shrink.
The youths holding hands, walk out of the room.. curtain.
……from asian cultural perspective, the things that are wrong would be different, and from a western/europian cultural perspective, some other things might seem wrong. There are lots of politically incorrect things happening in this little scene, but what’s acceptable and what’s seen as shockingly inappropriate is based on your cultural background. (this scene is a completely fictional creation, to be aware of cultural and moral influences on all of us, and how they color our perspective, make us snap happy in being judgemental, and for getting insights, and does not mean disrespect for anyone.. jeez man, nobody got robbed or killed… and shut up or get bludgeoned ;)
2 psychiatrists are sitting and casually chatting. Seems like their work is done, and they are catching up with gossip after work. One shrink is sitting in a big chair facing a desk and across the desk, there are 2-3 small chairs. Other shrink is standing near the window, and looking half out and half in.
A youth enters that room, greets and says he wants to talk. The shrink on the chair looks a bit bored, but without saying much, he points the youth to a chair across the desk.
The youth says, he is following up with the shrinks treatment (establishing him as a client), and both client and doctor are familiar with each other. The youth then talks about some of his current problems… the shrink kinda shrinks into his chair with an inevitability and throws a what-to-do-now look at his colleague.
In between the youth’s talk, the shrink on chair motions him to stop… and asks his colleague, who seems half in and out of that room.. “hey, does this sound familiar to you?”. The standing shrink turns a bit more in, and says, “yeah, my client I told you about that other day, he had some of these symptoms.. haha,.. so gay man”… and both the shrinks laugh.
The youth waits few seconds patiently to continue with his problems.. the shrink in the chair also turns towards him to hear the story out till end. The youth hesitates, and then asks, “is this client’s name mr. so and so? “.. the standing shrink turns around a bit, thinks and says.. yeah, that’s his name. the youth jumps out of the chair, and says, excuse me for a minute, and flips out his mobile and walks out of that room.. the shrinks re-start their gossip chat without losing another second.
The youth calls up someone on phone and asks him to be at the shrinks office as soon as possible… the other one on phone seems to agree. The youth sits down in a chair outside and waits.
After some minutes, another youth comes in from outside, enters the waiting room, and greets the youth who was waiting. They shake hands and chat, and then smile and hug.. and hug again.. and enter the shrink’s room.
They greet both the shrinks loudly and say.. hey, we know what was with us two now.. we are together now. See ya later. One of the shrinks says, try to take an appointment next time… and winks at the other shrink.
The youths holding hands, walk out of the room.. curtain.
……from asian cultural perspective, the things that are wrong would be different, and from a western/europian cultural perspective, some other things might seem wrong. There are lots of politically incorrect things happening in this little scene, but what’s acceptable and what’s seen as shockingly inappropriate is based on your cultural background. (this scene is a completely fictional creation, to be aware of cultural and moral influences on all of us, and how they color our perspective, make us snap happy in being judgemental, and for getting insights, and does not mean disrespect for anyone.. jeez man, nobody got robbed or killed… and shut up or get bludgeoned ;)
Enthu
......hey, recently had opportunity to spend time with high school (indian 8th to 10th std) students from poor slum areas, a group had organized a free discussion form/training for them.
initially they were not really enthusiastic... they seemed to have lots of negativity and aggression. it's like - we generally didn't take any favors / free services with 'gratitude'... i think inside them, they are insecure about getting exploited, and as well as, see themselves as demeaned about taking such a free service..
they try to maintain, i am cool, i am on my own/independent, etc kinda shade. (oops.. disclaimer: I am not trying to judge, or stereotype a group based on their economic strata. Just jotting down my thinking process here).
lots of them have dreams of becoming a mafia/criminal don... they come out with such names (some of those people/names i didnt even know.. they connect such people with quick wealth... glamour symbols like - expensive mobile (which is a major craze for them), car, going to five star hotel, etc.. these dreams/aspirations may seem juvenile/infantile to other classes (middle/upper)... but if you dig deeper/unlayer, then you can see that they are absolutely denied these things.. (for example, their aspirations include - taking a taxy/cab, or an A/C cab.. with full confident (that they can pay the fare without worrying about it).
so, it seems bit sad too.
and their role models include the people most visible.. especially in their community/nearby areas... big intellectuals, diplomatic (read boring) achievers/celebrities dont seem to excite them enough.
they seem to prefer louder fashion statements... without really thinking about the influences/causes behind them.. grabbing attention seems to be the funda behind wearing something. (and again, if you think - getting attention is like a basic need.. if you dont have food, you wont be worrying about a classy diner place to have it. so give me attention first.. then later comes respect.. (and i am not even sure i will get respect anyway).
- discussion about 'how media influences' with them was well received ;)
there is anxiety about 'may not be able to perform well in exam/s'. what kind of future /future career will unfold infront of me, worries them as well.
all in all, i guess i learned more... was able to deal with some of my stereotypes... and being non-judgemental.. whew! that's allways tough.. its a new battle with it everytime ;)
and as i heard:
How many roads must a person take
To be consumed,..
How much peace must a person make
To find that detachment…
How many people must a person love
To find the right one…
How much wish should be there
To find a winning lottery…
What must a person gamble
To be finally famous,
Why must a love remain to poke
Coals of lost dreams and pain…
How much more rhetoric will it take
For you to say, shut up.
initially they were not really enthusiastic... they seemed to have lots of negativity and aggression. it's like - we generally didn't take any favors / free services with 'gratitude'... i think inside them, they are insecure about getting exploited, and as well as, see themselves as demeaned about taking such a free service..
they try to maintain, i am cool, i am on my own/independent, etc kinda shade. (oops.. disclaimer: I am not trying to judge, or stereotype a group based on their economic strata. Just jotting down my thinking process here).
lots of them have dreams of becoming a mafia/criminal don... they come out with such names (some of those people/names i didnt even know.. they connect such people with quick wealth... glamour symbols like - expensive mobile (which is a major craze for them), car, going to five star hotel, etc.. these dreams/aspirations may seem juvenile/infantile to other classes (middle/upper)... but if you dig deeper/unlayer, then you can see that they are absolutely denied these things.. (for example, their aspirations include - taking a taxy/cab, or an A/C cab.. with full confident (that they can pay the fare without worrying about it).
so, it seems bit sad too.
and their role models include the people most visible.. especially in their community/nearby areas... big intellectuals, diplomatic (read boring) achievers/celebrities dont seem to excite them enough.
they seem to prefer louder fashion statements... without really thinking about the influences/causes behind them.. grabbing attention seems to be the funda behind wearing something. (and again, if you think - getting attention is like a basic need.. if you dont have food, you wont be worrying about a classy diner place to have it. so give me attention first.. then later comes respect.. (and i am not even sure i will get respect anyway).
- discussion about 'how media influences' with them was well received ;)
there is anxiety about 'may not be able to perform well in exam/s'. what kind of future /future career will unfold infront of me, worries them as well.
all in all, i guess i learned more... was able to deal with some of my stereotypes... and being non-judgemental.. whew! that's allways tough.. its a new battle with it everytime ;)
and as i heard:
How many roads must a person take
To be consumed,..
How much peace must a person make
To find that detachment…
How many people must a person love
To find the right one…
How much wish should be there
To find a winning lottery…
What must a person gamble
To be finally famous,
Why must a love remain to poke
Coals of lost dreams and pain…
How much more rhetoric will it take
For you to say, shut up.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
the goods
Don’t we all love to be fooled into buying something?
And how should you sell?
What if you were asked to plan an ad campaign for an ‘x’ product? Say toothpaste… would you really put in just the basic info, and say – its ok to buy this paste? Or would you like to discreetly add your paste into the dream life style / dream world your buyer wants to be in?
Check out these scenes from ‘the goods: live hard, sell hard’. (spoiler warning – don’t read ahead, if you don’t want to know its story).
The main character, don ready, talks about America and freedom, inside a flying plane, to be able to smoke a cigarette… and gets the whole plane full of people shouting to be free… including the flight staff.
Again, on don ready’s script, a used car place owner, comes on TV and lies, he’s about to die due to cancer, and he wants to sell his cars for the last time… such a claim (or advert) seems stupid… but is a lie about death a lie, and a lie about non-existent quality not a lie? Or acceptable lie? (
[i am not not judging advertisements or people here... if you can keep aside being judgemental about what's happening around us, and see it as a human behavior, (like animal or bird behavior, or just as 'nature'), then you'll see much more of the world and be amused... You'd know yourself better too.. but its not easy, i keep slipping up all the time].
Then, don ready is talking to his enemy in that movie, and manages to talk about his enemy’s dream, and shamelessly plugs in a car he wants to sell – seems impossible? Hmm… think back about what kind of crazy things you’ve brought before… a few months back, or some years back… everybody does it.
Also check out what’s a Nigerian buy back, in used car sales… so similar to breaking up and patching up again.. ;) Couldn’t resist that meanness ;)
Anyway, astala vista for now.
And how should you sell?
What if you were asked to plan an ad campaign for an ‘x’ product? Say toothpaste… would you really put in just the basic info, and say – its ok to buy this paste? Or would you like to discreetly add your paste into the dream life style / dream world your buyer wants to be in?
Check out these scenes from ‘the goods: live hard, sell hard’. (spoiler warning – don’t read ahead, if you don’t want to know its story).
The main character, don ready, talks about America and freedom, inside a flying plane, to be able to smoke a cigarette… and gets the whole plane full of people shouting to be free… including the flight staff.
Again, on don ready’s script, a used car place owner, comes on TV and lies, he’s about to die due to cancer, and he wants to sell his cars for the last time… such a claim (or advert) seems stupid… but is a lie about death a lie, and a lie about non-existent quality not a lie? Or acceptable lie? (
[i am not not judging advertisements or people here... if you can keep aside being judgemental about what's happening around us, and see it as a human behavior, (like animal or bird behavior, or just as 'nature'), then you'll see much more of the world and be amused... You'd know yourself better too.. but its not easy, i keep slipping up all the time].
Then, don ready is talking to his enemy in that movie, and manages to talk about his enemy’s dream, and shamelessly plugs in a car he wants to sell – seems impossible? Hmm… think back about what kind of crazy things you’ve brought before… a few months back, or some years back… everybody does it.
Also check out what’s a Nigerian buy back, in used car sales… so similar to breaking up and patching up again.. ;) Couldn’t resist that meanness ;)
Anyway, astala vista for now.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
dogma
recently had some discussions, debates with my friends... these were quiet chilled out, and open... stereotypes, what's acceptable and not in today's degrading morale standards, who's a freak in a society, and who are all to blame etc. were some topics opined on freely without worrying about political correctness...
i was stuck by the impact of culture in childhood era, in each one of these opinions... exposure to role models (or in general, other people around them) also seem to leave imprint like beliefs.
there seems to be a growth in rigidity (difficulty in questioning long held beliefs/opinions, and lack of willingness to even listen to new concepts/ideas/opinions... forget trying to learn anew.
for example, a vegetarian from birth, expresses disgust and inability to even think of eating non-vegetarian food... sometime to extend of inability to eat if a non-veg food is near their table.
a non-veg food eater expresses same/similar emotions/effects, when asked about a type of meat (such as pork or cow meat - pork not eaten by muslims, cow meat not eaten by hindu's etc).
i've heard similar strong opinions about various issues.. as if those opinions are 'gods word'... few of these opinions categorized as:-
homosexuality - as a menace to society in general,
gender equality - women should not be given so much liberties/equal status,
casteism - where some or one caste is seen as superior,
racism - degrading blacks (as per their own terminology), even tho the opinion makers wouldn't have met many african descendants, except few cursory glances across the street, that too just on enough occassions to be able to count in fingers.
religion and existence of god/s - and also about un-natural powers of some cult guru
and so on...
one person might hold a logical/rational/scientific view about some aspects, and also hold illogical/irrational/non-scientific views about some other aspects... often these become contradictory... but the beliefs accultured during childhood age (maybe even upto 20 years of age... kinda become foundational structure...
i find this contradictions, and need to have myths to have an identity amazing.
if you have anything to share, please do comment... ;)
i was stuck by the impact of culture in childhood era, in each one of these opinions... exposure to role models (or in general, other people around them) also seem to leave imprint like beliefs.
there seems to be a growth in rigidity (difficulty in questioning long held beliefs/opinions, and lack of willingness to even listen to new concepts/ideas/opinions... forget trying to learn anew.
for example, a vegetarian from birth, expresses disgust and inability to even think of eating non-vegetarian food... sometime to extend of inability to eat if a non-veg food is near their table.
a non-veg food eater expresses same/similar emotions/effects, when asked about a type of meat (such as pork or cow meat - pork not eaten by muslims, cow meat not eaten by hindu's etc).
i've heard similar strong opinions about various issues.. as if those opinions are 'gods word'... few of these opinions categorized as:-
homosexuality - as a menace to society in general,
gender equality - women should not be given so much liberties/equal status,
casteism - where some or one caste is seen as superior,
racism - degrading blacks (as per their own terminology), even tho the opinion makers wouldn't have met many african descendants, except few cursory glances across the street, that too just on enough occassions to be able to count in fingers.
religion and existence of god/s - and also about un-natural powers of some cult guru
and so on...
one person might hold a logical/rational/scientific view about some aspects, and also hold illogical/irrational/non-scientific views about some other aspects... often these become contradictory... but the beliefs accultured during childhood age (maybe even upto 20 years of age... kinda become foundational structure...
i find this contradictions, and need to have myths to have an identity amazing.
if you have anything to share, please do comment... ;)
Sunday, October 25, 2009
holy spiderman
imagine that! it must be the most lousy tv news report ever. well, it was about a guy, who accidentally overheard about a terrorist bombing plan, of a city, was unable to pretend that he hadn't heard about it, and got kidnapped by the 4some gang of terrorists and taken to their lair.
fortunately he was able to escape, to the attic of that building, call up the cops on mobile phone and miraculously the police were able to capture the 4 terrorists, and defuse their bombs from 3 major areas of the city.
that's not the main part of this tv news report...
the guy who thus saved the city from 3 could be bombings is obviously interviewed on tv live, and he says, he was not afraid, and could do all that becoz of blessings of his god 'spiderman'. he even has a spiderman worship area in his house, and spiderman prayer and hymn book... probably the only one copy in existence.
so, if you are to interview him, how would you go about it? deride his belief (religious or comical) or appreciate his heriocs?
fortunately he was able to escape, to the attic of that building, call up the cops on mobile phone and miraculously the police were able to capture the 4 terrorists, and defuse their bombs from 3 major areas of the city.
that's not the main part of this tv news report...
the guy who thus saved the city from 3 could be bombings is obviously interviewed on tv live, and he says, he was not afraid, and could do all that becoz of blessings of his god 'spiderman'. he even has a spiderman worship area in his house, and spiderman prayer and hymn book... probably the only one copy in existence.
so, if you are to interview him, how would you go about it? deride his belief (religious or comical) or appreciate his heriocs?
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
scared sadhu
Mid day in the month of June.. from around night 10pm to next day 5pm, I had a whirlwind of experiences…
Thinking about self as a ‘scared Sadhu’ (not sacred;) as my lifestyle indicates, I want to be like an ascetic and think and try to figure out many questions deemed philosophical, but don’t want to totally live like a hermit… I’d like to surf internet, check out a new facebook application like ‘what’s your real age’, go out with friends and travel, enjoy, and still have minimum hassles of earning money and work in a business way etc.
Anyway, got on to a train from middle are of Mumbai to north east direction, in a local train, chatted with a man praying to Allah with beads, and discussed religious practices with him, he was about past his 50’s mostly with a round beard and a square cap.
Next a family of 5, husband, wife, 2 girls (maybe aged 7-8 and 3-4, and a 2 year old boy… made a paper bird and gave to the eldest of the girls, the smaller one wanted one for herself, as I didn’t have paper, another passenger next to me tore a piece of paper from some sheets he had with him and gave to me… it was amazing cooperation and harmony around… I couldn’t believe it’s a local train compartment at 11.30pm at night.. the mother of that family was wearing a black Purdah which covered her face, except for eyes, as well… I was stuck by the differences in dressing up, but the same human vein in all of us runs the same and thus everyone socializes and mixes up so quickly and nicely…
Went to a friend’s house, stayed overnight.. chatted about various stuff, argued and analyzed n number of concepts and things… returned back to Mumbai… chatted about psychology near a tea shop, chatted with a taxi driver who drove me back to another near by area, he told me that he’s been working in Mumbai as a taxi driver since 33 years, and now feeling tired of Bombay and wants to go back and settle in his native village… how people call, ‘hey taxi’, as if they are talking to that taxi–automobile and not to a person, the driver… how respect in greeting someone has gone down over the years along with increasing crowd and population.
Reached home, relaxed, ate a mango for lunch, watched some movie… slept.. another ordinary, ‘nothing happened’ day.. of course, thought of a short story called ‘idream’.. and it becoming a movie… an indie film ofcourse.. bye.
Thinking about self as a ‘scared Sadhu’ (not sacred;) as my lifestyle indicates, I want to be like an ascetic and think and try to figure out many questions deemed philosophical, but don’t want to totally live like a hermit… I’d like to surf internet, check out a new facebook application like ‘what’s your real age’, go out with friends and travel, enjoy, and still have minimum hassles of earning money and work in a business way etc.
Anyway, got on to a train from middle are of Mumbai to north east direction, in a local train, chatted with a man praying to Allah with beads, and discussed religious practices with him, he was about past his 50’s mostly with a round beard and a square cap.
Next a family of 5, husband, wife, 2 girls (maybe aged 7-8 and 3-4, and a 2 year old boy… made a paper bird and gave to the eldest of the girls, the smaller one wanted one for herself, as I didn’t have paper, another passenger next to me tore a piece of paper from some sheets he had with him and gave to me… it was amazing cooperation and harmony around… I couldn’t believe it’s a local train compartment at 11.30pm at night.. the mother of that family was wearing a black Purdah which covered her face, except for eyes, as well… I was stuck by the differences in dressing up, but the same human vein in all of us runs the same and thus everyone socializes and mixes up so quickly and nicely…
Went to a friend’s house, stayed overnight.. chatted about various stuff, argued and analyzed n number of concepts and things… returned back to Mumbai… chatted about psychology near a tea shop, chatted with a taxi driver who drove me back to another near by area, he told me that he’s been working in Mumbai as a taxi driver since 33 years, and now feeling tired of Bombay and wants to go back and settle in his native village… how people call, ‘hey taxi’, as if they are talking to that taxi–automobile and not to a person, the driver… how respect in greeting someone has gone down over the years along with increasing crowd and population.
Reached home, relaxed, ate a mango for lunch, watched some movie… slept.. another ordinary, ‘nothing happened’ day.. of course, thought of a short story called ‘idream’.. and it becoming a movie… an indie film ofcourse.. bye.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
i understand you...
I understand you…
When we say that, we don’t really realize the complexity of emotions..
Let’s harp a bit on those old gender stereotypes… a typical male gesture of denying grief… somebody, let’s a say woman, who has known grief tells him, ‘I understand you’… but she really doesn’t. because a grief-denied is different from a grief-accepted emotional state. Acceptance of ‘grief’ gives it some additional tones (of emotions), and denial of grief may add bit of frustration, guilt, anger etc. in to that state/shade. (we also tend to use other sensory organ words to describe emotions, like a visual, where we say it’s a shade… or say it has a different tone (musical/auditory).
Maybe we really don’t have words to describe emotions in their own category… maybe we haven’t really understood this sixth sensory organ. Of course, ‘emotion’ itself is difficult to define. How much of our thoughts and behavior gets included as ‘emotion’? the difficulty in showing our emotions, like through food (taste), music, paintings, sex & smell (audio, vision, kinesthetic/touch, nose in that order). Maybe smell still remains a bit unknown in definition terms.
We live in a world created by the education and culture etc. to keep us from exploring ourselves. Basically most force is used to learn what’s good behavior (for the society/clan) by elders. Any deviation in thinking/exploring on your own is punished through various systems and emotional blackmails. If subjective reality is not along with THE objective/social/clan reality, then every effort to get them in line through morality to insanity… though I have difficulty in telling them apart ;)
Thus we are taught from early enough to suppress emotions, deny, and most of all not to share and express them. Thus our emotional communication suffers from multiple blocks… sad isn’t it ;)
When we say that, we don’t really realize the complexity of emotions..
Let’s harp a bit on those old gender stereotypes… a typical male gesture of denying grief… somebody, let’s a say woman, who has known grief tells him, ‘I understand you’… but she really doesn’t. because a grief-denied is different from a grief-accepted emotional state. Acceptance of ‘grief’ gives it some additional tones (of emotions), and denial of grief may add bit of frustration, guilt, anger etc. in to that state/shade. (we also tend to use other sensory organ words to describe emotions, like a visual, where we say it’s a shade… or say it has a different tone (musical/auditory).
Maybe we really don’t have words to describe emotions in their own category… maybe we haven’t really understood this sixth sensory organ. Of course, ‘emotion’ itself is difficult to define. How much of our thoughts and behavior gets included as ‘emotion’? the difficulty in showing our emotions, like through food (taste), music, paintings, sex & smell (audio, vision, kinesthetic/touch, nose in that order). Maybe smell still remains a bit unknown in definition terms.
We live in a world created by the education and culture etc. to keep us from exploring ourselves. Basically most force is used to learn what’s good behavior (for the society/clan) by elders. Any deviation in thinking/exploring on your own is punished through various systems and emotional blackmails. If subjective reality is not along with THE objective/social/clan reality, then every effort to get them in line through morality to insanity… though I have difficulty in telling them apart ;)
Thus we are taught from early enough to suppress emotions, deny, and most of all not to share and express them. Thus our emotional communication suffers from multiple blocks… sad isn’t it ;)
Friday, June 12, 2009
re-blog
been away long... from blogging..
currently bit at peace with work schedule... getting a breather... to create some own space.. met some old friends, travelled a bit..
watched lots of movies too..
mainly, movie on john f kennedy's brother, "bobby", and movie starring meryl streep and philip seymour "doubt" stands out.
bobby shows the day and night of bobby kennedy's assassination, kind of like oscar winning 'crash', but bobby's passion, and his repeated usage of word 'compassion' stood out... i had absolutely no idea about this 'bobby' guy to much extent than reading it somewhere... this movie is criticised for bit too emotional, but its not over the top, and enjoyable if not viewed with excessive cynicism.
doubt handles a very sensitive issue.. regarding doubt on a priest's conduct with his altar boy... powerful drama, though might seem bit slow to some.. again compassion or lack of it in even christian institutions stands out in this movie.. compassion which is considered as the main theme of almost all religions in the world often remains in the subconscious level when compared with fanaticism of following rituals...
dawn to dusk, there are 3 parts of this movie. but the part one directed by robert rodriguez and written by quentin tarantino stands out... salma heyek's dance in a everything-in-excess-saloon/bar is amazing... the lawless town of mexico, with 'titty twister' bar/saloon exists in everyman's imagination, i guess... but not easy to accept such a fantasmorgaphic (made up word ;) happenings even to self in this moral policed world... the underage kids in the bar is a touch of genius on the writer's part. of course, its not for everybody.. the guitar and music of this movie of course rocks.
cya guys...
currently bit at peace with work schedule... getting a breather... to create some own space.. met some old friends, travelled a bit..
watched lots of movies too..
mainly, movie on john f kennedy's brother, "bobby", and movie starring meryl streep and philip seymour "doubt" stands out.
bobby shows the day and night of bobby kennedy's assassination, kind of like oscar winning 'crash', but bobby's passion, and his repeated usage of word 'compassion' stood out... i had absolutely no idea about this 'bobby' guy to much extent than reading it somewhere... this movie is criticised for bit too emotional, but its not over the top, and enjoyable if not viewed with excessive cynicism.
doubt handles a very sensitive issue.. regarding doubt on a priest's conduct with his altar boy... powerful drama, though might seem bit slow to some.. again compassion or lack of it in even christian institutions stands out in this movie.. compassion which is considered as the main theme of almost all religions in the world often remains in the subconscious level when compared with fanaticism of following rituals...
dawn to dusk, there are 3 parts of this movie. but the part one directed by robert rodriguez and written by quentin tarantino stands out... salma heyek's dance in a everything-in-excess-saloon/bar is amazing... the lawless town of mexico, with 'titty twister' bar/saloon exists in everyman's imagination, i guess... but not easy to accept such a fantasmorgaphic (made up word ;) happenings even to self in this moral policed world... the underage kids in the bar is a touch of genius on the writer's part. of course, its not for everybody.. the guitar and music of this movie of course rocks.
cya guys...
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