Friday, January 26, 2007

The movie - 'Dor' ;

& little More !

While the rhyme up there is on the lighter side, the rest of the post will not necessarily be :)

I am just done watching the movie - 'Dor'.
While I must agree that I had heard positively about the movie, I had no idea what the movie was about.
The movie starts and doesnt take too long to introduce the main cast :-
Gul Panag - I never knew much about her, other than the fact that she landed some pageant crown, some years back. With minimal beauty accessories in the movie, she is still very beautiful. She plays Zeenat, a self willed teacher from Himachal.
Ayesha Takia - I always knew she was ravishing, but she manages to act here & not appear a misfit in a rural setting as a Meera.

Zeenat maries Amir, just as he leaves for Saudi, while in parallel Meera takes a tearful farewell of her husband, as he leaves as well. Meera finding herself, being shoved into the background & behind the veil, as the doting husband leaves, is a perfect foil to Zeenat.

Other characters, like the commanding in-laws of Meera, the stern grand-ma, the effervescent girl and few others are seen around.

Their lives collide when, Amir is indicted for murdering roommate Shankar [Meera's Husband], while in Saudi & the put on the death row. Only a pardon, by Meera can save Amir [according to Saudi laws].
In search of this pardon, Zeenat leaves on a journey to Rajasthan, that is portrayed very beautifully. The interaction between the two leading ladies in the backdrop of a very conservative Rajput family, forms the major of the later part of the movie.

At this point, I will stop from making a movie review and stress slightly on the few things that twanged my heart strings - while watching the movie.
That the happy starting and romancing, between the two couples would end was obvious, the depiction of Meera's stress disturbed me a lot. Call me a sissy or whatever, the scenes following the death rites were brutal to say the least.
Her resignation to her fate and compliance with the traditional norms of the family structure bring about an inherent imbalance in the family structure. Very subtly, the issues of a widow being forced and expected to remain sad - as a mark of loyalty - to the memory of her late husband are brought up.

While clearly, the urban Indian society has come far from this speed breaker, & that contemporary girls cant be granted even a percent of the innocence of Meera, I over the years have come to accept atleast to myself, that certain inequalities still persist. While I have no idea, how my parents would have treated a girl child, I do see many parents [of guy-friends + gal-friends] still making a marked distinction between the two.
I am sure, never was the utmost importance of the academic career of any guy friends, ever questioned. I am pretty positive that wasn't the case, with most of the girls, even those - who mingle and wander amongst us.
Similarly, never was I expected to devote valuable [& justified] academic time to do housework, something that I find out doesn't translate on to girls in equal measure, even now.
I was shocked a few days ago, when I came to hear of, that a professor teaching in IITB still held the view that - 'Beti engineering kar ke kya karegi?' !

Every time, any girl confides in me something about her family - I am like 'Aise bhi hota hai kya?' . Suddenly, I feel so very advantaged that am a guy. Most of the things that have been so very obvious to me over these years, apparently are not equally obvious to some parents, wrt both genders.

The icing on this cake turns out to be - that my classmates are being confronted by their parents about getting married, at regular intervals. YA RITE !!
Just that, there comes a time, when one can no longer laugh it off !

[Disclaimer: This neither explains nor justifies all that actions that contemporary girls are known to indulge in, which are still very deplorable. The above post talks only about the inequality in a family structure. I have not come across, nor do I expect to do so, any such example in college setup.]

Saturday, January 13, 2007

No Strings attached ;)

Read this article :

It talks about something that holds a lot of promise for the future .
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6129460.stm

Ability to transfer power overatleast short distances without any kind of cables will mean that - charging of CellPhones, Laptops and many other things will essentially becomes automated.

A truly wireless world beckons :)

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sunday Special ..

As you grow up, you often miss the small details that used to overjoy you once upon a time. [ & I stop short of philosophizing abt. it ].

Sunday mornings were always special to me. Contrary to normal beings & my behavior on other days of the week, I was known to wake up early on Sundays. Sunday meant that Baba [Dad for the mand firangs ;)] was at home, & I wasn't in the mood to waste a second of a holiday.

So what did I do on a Sunday morn. :
1. Wake up to a bright sunny day !

2. Realise that it was the day of the week, when 'Mahabharat' showed on TV
One really cant appreciate the effect that series has on television and people in general in late 80's, unless he/ she witnessed it. [Wo jamana ab nahi raha ;)].

3. Shop in 'Samarth Bhandar' - a big co-operative shop - kinda precursor to Big Bazaar and all.
That was really the last time, i enjoyed shopping. The awe of such a big shop, full of activity - when pushing a cart was physical exercise & where managing to stand at the tip of my toes to see across the payment counter - a feat !

4. & once in abt. a dozen Sundays, have a haircut.
For some reason, a visit to the saloon was pretty closely associated with a Sunday. Length of my hair wasnt necessarily a pre-requisite for a saloon visit, length of my dad's hair was !

So all in all, I was reminded of all these when I went for a Sunday Haircut today, after quite sometime.
Much like those days, it was a carefree Sunday morn. & unlike those days, I woke up lazily arnd noon and yet went to the saloon.
Surprisingly, for a Sunday Morning it was only just filled. Normally, barbers enjoy a field day every sunday. But thankfully, it also meant that I could have a leisurely haircut and ask for an extra snip without the barber making meaningful glances at all the people waiting to fill in my place.
Suddenly, the morning was extra bright again, and I almost starting humming the title track of Mahabharat.

Withall the thoughts on a foreboding monday, I cant help chuckle at the evergreen, 'Monday morning always found Tom Sawyer .. ' piece by Charles Dickens.
Till then adios ..

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Edit :- dated 10.2.2007

For some reason [read :- writing this post, at unearthly hours of the morning], I forgot the joys contributed by the following -
1. The Jungle Book
2. Duck Tales
3. Tales Spin

Such gross mistakes ashame me :D, for it is the love of Mowgli, Bageera, Kaa, Bhalu, Kid, Uncle Scrroge that took me through the week
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