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Rang De Basantiii......

What is it about Rang De Basanti that makes it my best movie ever. What is it about a bunch of five Delhi University kids barely in their early twenties, who take on the system, and don’t even survive to tell the tale, that makes a nation of 100 million people sit up and take notice. What is it about the movie that it somewhere hits your conscience. What is Rang De Basanti???Someone who sees Rang de Basanti and doesn’t even feel a small movement in his conscience, a change of heart, is a dead man. That’s what Rang de Basanti can do to you. A tale based on the recent MIG 21 disasters, the not so recent corrupt politicians, the age old corrupt system and the perennially sleeping youth conscience , Rang de Basanti has just one point to prove….. that there is no point. There is no point in fighting with the system, where rot has gone to its root, where rot is root and you cannot tell which is which. There is no point in living for what you believe in, in dying for what you believe in, in believing in something at all. There is no point in seeking justice from a system where the very symbol of law is a blindfold lady, holding a set of scales, almost always heavier on one side, bent somewhat by the number of people seeking justice, by the number of cases and to a far greater degree….by the weight of its own guilty conscience, and who is raped almost regularly….almost as a part of the procedures of the system. If at all Rang de Basanti is something, it is modern age patriotism……No patriotic songs (well the title song is a bit….but call it patriotic pop…), no references to India’s so- called father-of-the-nation’s non violent struggle which led us to so-called-freedom, and most importantly-no references to Pakistan…..call it SMS patriotism if you want, but I liked Madhavan’s salute to the India Gate better than any other salute in any other movie I have seen till now. What is it in the movie that makes it so hard hitting, with just a subtle reference to the freedom struggle in the form of the Jallianwala Baug episode….but that ended there….just one subtle reference? For me , it was the characters, their lives. I could actually identify with him when he says “ Campus deewar ke is paar DJ ki koi aukaad hai, yahaan DJ ko koi pehchaanta hai, DJ ka naam hai. Us paar ki duniya ki bheed mein na jaane kitne DJ pis gaye. I know many of those reading this will identify with the same thing….and almost all of them would be ashamed to admit it. It sums up the insecurity that youth today have to to face. At every step , you have ten hands wanting to push you back to where you came from , or even further back. At every step in life you have to prove yourself, have to become something, not necessarily someone, but something. Life today is a mad struggle to get somewhere…..most often , the race ends where it started from….but who cares.Then there is Aslam…Mr Kunal Kapoor….” Yaar hame bachpan se adjust karma sikhaya jaata hai….Char logon ki seat par aath baithenge….nauva aakar kahega..yaar adjust kar le” Nothing much remains to be said here. If you lived anywhere within the boundaries of India you would know this, would have experienced it, would have hated it but could do nothing about it. Luxury is dead. Period.There are always two ways to do something. The right way, or the easy way.“There are two ways to live life too. You can either live life it as it comes to you, letting each day pass, slowly suffering, bearing the brunt of someone else’s wrong doings. Or you can take the hard way out, the right way. You can take the responsibility of whatever is happening around you and start changing It”. Thus goes the British major’s diary. No. Rang de Basanti does not tell you to take the right way. Nor does it preach that shortcuts pay. It leaves you thinking. ‘The DU kids took the right way out. And none of them lived to see another day’. It leaves you at that.But the entire essence of the movie, the I – care-a-damn attitude of todays youth, who believe in working hard and partying harder, who want to reach up for the skys, but don’t lose sight of the ground below, who are like me, you, DJ, Aslam, Sukhi, Karan, Sonia, Sue… is captured in one line……… when Sue says to the ex-producer of her documentary “ Teri Maa Ki AAnkh….” You fall in love with Rang de Basanti once again. Way to go Rakesh. RANG DE BASANTI…..

Why?.....

Well this might look like a bit of a startling header to start any post with but that’s precisely what my mind feels like right now. Well and it’s not just one thing, not just one why. It has to be that every second thing happens in my world, or the world around me has to leave a big why behind.Sometimes I wonder why it is that I was born. I mean any reason for me being on this earth? Or was I sent down just to gobble up the already depleting resources in the world ….Why is it that we are born with our fists closed and die with our palms open, hands outstretched? Do we have prior knowledge that when we come into the world we have everything to achieve? In that case does a previous birth exist? And if so why is it that we aren’t given any knowledge of our prior births? Why is the world round? Why is it that the chicken crossed the road? Is it because she had nowhere else to go….or was it that she thought that the grass was greener on the other side of the road….in which case she would get better worms there. Why is it that almost all of us today are like that very chicken…..wanting, always, to cross over on the other side, hoping that there is something better on the other side ,and then wanting to come after reaching there, being there, done that? Why is it that every girl that I like already has a boyfriend? Why should you be reading this? Why did someone have to fell the Babari Masjid? Why did so many people have to die for the sadist pleasure and the profits of a few? Why was Black Friday banned? Why was Black not sent to the Oscars? Why was Paheli sent? Was it because they wanted to still portrait India as a land of snakes and yogis? In which case, where did that notion about India come from? Why should a handful of jokers sitting in the parliament decide the fate of a 100 million people? Why should 100 million fools be given the power to select their fate every five years? Why should we obey laws and law makers? Why is it that we feel that some things are out of our reach? Why do we limit our thinking to what we can achieve rather than what we would like to achieve? Why should you be paying any attention to what I have written? Why is it that I am writing this in the first place? Why am I searching for some answers? Why should a boy always make the first move? Why should girls have it so easy? Why should perverts ogling at girls not be punished? Why should girls be able to use their charms to get anything they want ? Why do rich guys fall for poor girls in Bollywood movies? Why should I leave a Rs. 10000 job and instead opt for a Rs.5000 job? Why is it that I liked my earlier job much more than I like my present job? Why should a guy sitting in the bosses cabin get so much for doing so little?Why does Neha have a boyfriend? Why do we have to pay taxes? Why do we have to suffer potholed roads,overflowing drains, dirty streets even after paying them? Why do all the good bands currently in India have to be from Pakistan? Why should we fight for ever and ever over a piece of land ? Why are we hell bent on turning the heaven on earth into hell? Why should I get a lesser deal than others in the looks department? Was it because it was more than covered up in the brains department? Why should we believe in one God? Why should I be writing this ? Why do mothers have to stay at home while fathers go to work? Why should only mothers bear the pain of producing a child? Why does someone love someone? Why does love not always reciprocate itself? Why should there be arranged marriges? Why should there be marriges in the first place? Why should we wear clothes? Why should we not have sex before marriage? Why should we have sex ? Why would I find answers to all these questions….and many more? Why would you be still reading this? Why would you bother to give me some answers? WHY????

Dream.........

Last night I slept tight,
To wake to a morn of sunshine bright,
I had a dream sweet as dew,
That I could start life afresh,anew,
Then the tale had a curious bend,
Thought"What if this were to never end"
Life would then be a fantasy land,
But with nothing to achieve,no roads to go,
Wont life then be a nightmare slow?
I Got up then to greet the day,
With just the thought to make my way,
In this myrid world of dreams new,
To touch my dreams,find my sky,
In these galaxies few.