10 May 2015

Piku - Review.

PIKU:

Quite often we have heard that story is the main essence of a movie.Well,in this case it is the story telling which is the true soul of Piku. Amitabh Bachchan , Deepika Padukone , Irrfan Khan & Moushumi Chatterjee has truly given superlative performances. Not for a single moment did it appear that Mr.Bachan is not a bangali. They have not acted in this film, they have lived .You put a bunch of supremely talented persons in a situation and they react to it.The result is Piku .Music complements the film , captures every mood where words became blurry to convey emotions.

Mr Kamaljit Negi has done a good job to capture Kolkata which amazingly gives a vivid kaleidoscope each time it is potrayed in the screen.Shoojit Sircar has touched every chord of a bengali life starting from the diction ,the habits,the mannerisms,the sentiments.He knows kolkata like a bengali knows his fish. Be it Open tee bioscope or Piku his detailing is spot on.No extra dialogues, no extra sentiments but a silence plays an important part. 


 Deepika looks enigmatic both by looks and character.Her pairing with Irrfan khan is fresh and lifelike. Amitabh Bachan has employed has his diaspora of skills in the portrayal of Bhaskor Banerjee.Not a hair is out of place in Piku.But the most striking and yet the most impeccable aspect of Piku is its simplicity. It tells you a story which will stay with you for a long time.Take some time out and watch Piku because as they say a work of art is a joy forever.Piku is a rare masterpiece.

22 November 2014

Sayad log thik hi kehte hain!!



Khwabon ke jugnu ajkal paison ke roshni mein ghum rehte hain,
Sayad log thik hi kehte hain,sayad log thik hi kehte hai.

Shabasiyon ka jazba ajkal mashuriyat ki raunak mein ghum rehte hain,
Sayad log thik hi kehte hain,sayad log thik hi kehte hai.


Un dinon ke bekhauf tahake ajkal izzat ki haya mein ghum rehte hain.
Sayad log thik hi kehte hain,sayad log thik hi kehte hai.

13 September 2014

Just Try it!!!

Niharika was making something new today for lunch. Well
after all it’s the big Sunday lunch. The meal in the whole week where you
happen to actually savor the food being served on your plate. On other days, it
is just a formality of feeding yourself.


I was given the job of arranging the wardrobe which is
pretty messy at the moment (byproduct of all our dumping from several weeks).


"It looks pretty tasty." I said, peeping from
behind her shoulder into the delicacy on the frying pan.


"I hope it tastes well too!!" she answered with a
sheepish grin. Suddenly realizing I am actually bunking the task of arranging
the wardrobe, she gave me a light punch on my belly and shouted "ota sesh
na korle  khete debona!!"( complete
the job or else you won't have your lunch).OOPS ...quite a distasteful
warning!!!


I went back to my tedious  job . I had unpacked the whole wardrobe in to
the adjoining bed. I had just put  my
hand in the drawer when suddenly a small box hit my hand.


"oi niharika" 
I shouted."dekho ki peyechi"(look what I found).


It was the first thing I gave to her after our marriage, i
guess right after coming back from our honeymoon in Cairo. An magnificently
crafted gold and platinum ring with a tiny diamond at the helm.


She gasped "Wooo..where did you get this?".


It was her favorite ring and she used it very rarely, that
too on very special occasions. She used it actually once or twice before it got
lost, only to be found on this very day. She was already sporting an ear to ear
grin .


"let me try it..right now!!!" she said asking me
for the ring and pointing to her outstretched finger.


"Will it fit? Now after all these days? It’s been
ages.." I asked.


"Well babumoshai,How would I know without trying and
the only way  to  find out is to wear it on.Isn’t it?"


"hmmm...go on" I said before handing her the ring.


She tried to put it on the index finger , but it appeared
that it was small in size for her finger.


Finally after a brief battle it got in. She went to the
mirror for a better view.


"It’s still  the
same .....I always get a high wearing this ring!!" she was daydreaming.


"Keep it safely in my wardrobe this time!!" she
offered her hand with a half angry half happy  look on her face. She looked cute with a smirk
on her lips.


I held her hand and tried to pull the ring out of her finger.
She winced and screamed "slowly hadaram!!"


I tried in a gentler way but it cut her due to the sharp
edges to the designs in the ring. She did not complain. Finally the ring came out
. I looked at her with an extremely sorry and worried look on my face.


She looked at my face and gave a  big grin and said "its okay hadaram!!!I
will give you an extra smooth garnishing for this" she winked.


Niharika ran to the kitchen after blowing me a big flying
kiss.


I just hit me at that moment that how true it is for life as
well. For anything to happen you just have to try it. There is no other way. It
may be painful or not painful. We just have to get to it to know what happens
next. Nowadays people procrastinate many things and form an opinion either by listening
to someone or hearing from others experiences.


I have to commit my own share of mistakes to get my own
lessons. Nobody else can have my share of joys and struggles for me.


"Sounak,hoye geche?"(Is it done,Sounak?) Niharika
shouted from the kitchen. I came back to my senses and stumbled upon a pool of
clothes.


“Almost done here!!”  I
shouted back. It’s always a pleasure to bring a smile on her face.


 


 

30 August 2014

Zaruri to Nahi!!



Har hasrat ko lafz mile zaruri to nahi,
har raste ko manzil mile zaruri to nahi,
har marz ko dawa mile zaruri to nahi,
jahan duwayon ka asar mile bandagi hai wahin.

Har ghaam roye zaruri to nahi, 
har masarrat muskurai zaruri to nahi,
jahan ashq bhi bahar bankar nikhre bas jannat hai wahin.

2 August 2012

Life:Before and After.

Finally I am leaving Bangalore to return to Kolkata.It has been almost a year and 7 months I am  living in this city.Life has changed a lot since I landed in this city.I started my work life in this city.I must say this is a workaholic city to start with , but there's much more than the work life of this city.People often describe this city as "city of malls","garden city","city of pubs".etc.I would like to describe this city as "city of diversity" because of the effortless way people from all regions of this country fuse into the flow of this city.Coming back to my life , I will say I rediscovered myself in this city.I did things I would definitely not have done in my home city.Meeting new people,handling work pressures, adjusting with unknown people ,travelling to new places are all part of this discovery.


Sometimes a few small moments that I spent in this city meant a lot to me.Those few guffaws shared during lunch ,those quiet moments spent in the terrace,endless glasses of teas in the numerous bakeries (they are everywhere in this city) , eating the cold dinner after working late in the office are few of the priceless moments of my life in this city . All these experiences or lessons definitely helped me grow as an individual.


well, this city is fantastic .There is more to this city than meets the eye.You will not realise that you are in sync with city . All it needs is a bit of time and the willingness to enjoy the way of life.Thank you Bangalore for being a part of my life and allowing me to be a part of yours.Heres's looking forward to a  familiar city with new challenges and new joys to experience.Cheers Namma Bengaluru and Nomoskar Kolkata.!!!