Jogwa(The Awakening)

Do you remember the last movie which received a standing ovation at the end in the theatre?  NO, same was my answer before I witnessed “JOGWA”. Infact I remember for the first time in my life I have done this and would really like to do so again and again for the new genre of the infamous Marathi manoos(directors and all those associated with movies).

Before getting to theatre I was the most reluctant person to watch JOGWA. Infact I was much disturbed by my GF’s choice of “JOGWA” over WANTED. Well soon I realized that at least sometimes girls think differently.

Jogwa set against the backdrop of northern Maharashtra (I guess, not sure) is the real eye-opener. I had been hearing a lot about the Marathi cinema lately but this time witnessed it. Jogwa stands well ahead of  all its counterparts as well as hindi movies released recently. Gone all the days when Marathi movies were synonymous for stupid and silly comedy. Now the Marathi cinema has became meaningful. It’s on the way of becoming Bengali or Malayalam movies grabbing all national awards. The new breed of directors are really doing their job well. Their work depicts their sense of responsibility towards  society.

A young girl Suli (I don’t know the name of actress*) develops a knot (jatt) in her head. Her mother instead of clearing it, thinks it as the sign of goddess Yelamma  and goes to the self declared interpreter of goddess for resolution. As it is the history of India this so called interpreter have ruled by making fool of others. Same happens here. The young girl  is declared as Jogati (Offered to the service of goddess for her whole life with no personal life) 

Similarly the Young man Tayappa (Inspector from Page3, and also in Traffic Signal*) who discharges blood while urinating is made Jogta by the same self declared interpreter of goddess Yelamma. Jogtas are supposed to follow the life of women by wearing saree and blouse for the whole life.
With Suli and Tayaappa as the central characters the movie moves ahead. It shows how the people who has immense respect for goddess gives jogva (alms) to jogtins but at the same time don’t hesitate to taste their flesh in lieu of jogva. The jogtins are left with limited options. Either they became prostitute or succumb to the hypocrites of society. Mostly by the false assurance of marriage. Same is the case with jogtas. For villagers the jogats are nothing but the source of unnatural sex.

With all these things going in background, the director paints very beautiful love story. Again the love story is accommodated with lust, sex, betrayal and trust. Need to mention that Marathi cinema has became matured and bold in content. The love making scenes are captured in a very professional manner.

I would not like to spoil the movie by disclosing its content or ending. It’s worth watching and at no point of time its meaningless. It shows the life of two youngsters trapped by superstition and religion and their fight to get out of it.

The performance of Suli*  and Tayappa* is outstanding and well supported by other characters .
The music is very good by Ajay-Atul.

4/5 for this must watch movie.

Suli – Mukta Barve*
Tayappa -  Upendra Limeya*

Journey With Swine Flu

Travelling in the peak period of Swine Flu and from Pune,  the epicenter  really pushed the shit out of me.  Right from my parents , colleagues, roomies  everyone were treating me as if I am the most vulnerable human at entire Pune Railway Station and Swine Flu Virus will come searching for me from distances.  N95 Mask, Nilgiri Oil, Camper, Sanitizer and loads of other things I was told to carry. We Indian are always ready to give suggestions. If someone really needs help, then we all are deaf and blind.

Before boarding I just managed to get equipped myself with normal mask and sanitizer. Hankie would be better. I counted almost double for the mask as the same was available for half rate one week before. This is how India works. People warm their hands over pyre. Well for me this was just a waste of money  because I haven’t used  any mask nor did took any precautionary measures before this.

At Pune station, the view was really amazing. The picture can qualify for the NATGEO’s most amazing and rare moments. It was nearly impossible to spot a known person. All were covered with masks. One wonders H1N1 is really such a serious issue or just a Media Mayhem? Media is the 3rd pillar of Indian democracy and still after 62yrs of Independence it’s  behaving as Adolescent.

With utmost precautions, I reached my coach. In such a terrible crowd, no precautions can save you from bloody H1N1. After reaching to my berth, I realized that this journey from Pune to Nagpur is going to be worst in my entire life. The coach was very old and was stinging like anything. Farting smell can be tolerated sometimes but not this!!!!! The remains of eatables were spread everywhere with other stuffs. In addition to this there was leakage in toilet and water from toilet was coming straight to my compartment. Pune is the just the starting station of Pune-Bilaspur Express . I started visualizing the pathetic condition of train rather mine, 12 Hrs after. I have travelled in general compartment during Diwali 3 years ago. But still that was far better.

Within few minutes I realized the reason for such condition of the coach. The people in the entire coach were Balagathis and mostly workers. I had been through this train before and the coach and crowd was superb. But this time I have been paid for acting smarter. Actually I booked the ticket from Pune to Durg as reservation from Pune to Nagpur was not available. Hence I got reservation in the coach having DURG  quota. Paying extra penny was the bad decision.

Well soon I found one friend and returned back to my berth after dinner only to sleep. The stinging smell got worse in meantime. The Balagathi women were taking their kids to toilets without sleepers. Unhygienic. The noticeable thing about them was they were taking utmost care to use their saree as their mask. Is this really going to help, with all sort of viruses clinched to it?

It was around 12.20am I spotted some weird movement on upper birth beside me under blanket with groaning. Soon I realized that this was the same newly married couple which I saw earlier sitting next to me. Balagathis too and not even 20 years old. I thought they have booked only one berth. Groaning was audible for some time and later it stopped. May be Mask  for H1N1 was used. Movements were still there but this time too clear to visualize. Within 1 minutes it became vigorous and then SILENCE AFTER THE STORM .Mostly premature ejaculation. They settled down after some more movements. Shedding and wearing clothes can be a really adventures work in train. The lady was wearing saree and hence I think it became possible for men to penetrate so easily in such a place. The only good thing happened so far to me!!!!!!

Well I tried to get down from my berth and was surprised to see that everyone in my compartment was enjoying their act. Even there was a guy near door purposely standing there. It’s really difficult to have a good sleep after such incident. I was told about such incidents before but witnessed for first time!!!!!!! Somewhere around 3 am I slept and only wakeup before 5 mins left to reach Nagpur
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Meantime I was wearing the mask for the whole night . Not sure whether it protected me from H1N1 but definitely was very helpful in sustaining the stinging smell of coach. About sanitizer, the bottle was intact. I developed some rashes around my nose due to the mask. Again Bloody H1N1.

Before leaving the train at Nagpur I turned back to have a look at coach. I was having heavenly  feeling as I was getting off and will be free to inhale some good air finally. The condition of coach needs to be explained???

I decided to have a sutta before getting into auto to reach home. I asked for cigarette and started forming the smoke clouds. The mask was still attached to me. The owner of the shop asked

 “Is this N95 mask? ”. I said no.
Then he again asked “Is this 6 layers? “ or something like that. NO, I replied.
Then we started the casual discussion regarding the H1N1. Then all of a sudden he shouted at me "Hey, you came from train right now? From where you are coming?”                                                     
I got shocked by the sudden change in his behavior. I said “From Pune”
All lines on his forhead became visible. He shouted at me “Just stay away. You should have told me this earlier”. He took a handkerchief and rolled around his face.

Meanwhile he became normal and  started speaking to me. But didn’t fail to inform whoever came there that I came from Pune and just stay away from me.

Finally while leaving I just decided to again burn is ass and asked for water. He gave. I am sure he would have disposed that bottle immediately even without touching it.

On the way to home, I was thinking how my parents, friends and relatives are going to react with me?

Nagpur...I Am Coming

Its more than 5 months that I haven’t been to Nagpur. Finally the day has arrived when I will be heading towards Nagpur. The day is very special as I will be reaching Nagpur on 15th August, our independence day and I will be celebrating my independence too.

Off course, its my independence  as after 5 months I am getting long leave. Now that sounds really crazy, isn’t it?  Leave and after 5 months as if I am posted on border fighting with militants. In that case I am ok even if I don’t get leave for 1 year or odd. But in IT this is really weird. I can’t figure out the reason behind this!!!! May me I am too important for so called important project..OR... I am so useless that my seniors don’t want to give any attention towards any of my requests. 2nd reason seems to more precise. 

As the departure date is coming closure, I can’t hold my breath. It’s really becoming hard for me to stick  my ass on the chair, as if it took control over my mind  and just don’t obey orders. “Bloody  Asshole” . 

Now looking forward to meet my parents, my lovely sweet heart Chinki and you all friends (though very few are left in nagpur). Awaiting to see the lush green Nagpur,  clean roads of Nagpur…..n Offcourse the Sutta and Chai…on tapri

Nagpur m coming…..

Regular being Irregular

Life seems to be regular in being irregular. Irregularity is more regular in my life and that too with perfection. Same is happing with blogging.

Meantime I tried to post couple of times but was not in the frame of mind to complete the draft and hence resulting in no post .

Anyways, things get boring if one often repeats it and I don’t want make blogging boredom (such an asshole I am……excuses are always ready for failures ). Well perfection can’t be improved!!!!!!!!!( too much praise can spoil the brat)…..lolz

I will definitely try to be regular from next time(Now that’s the good PJ)…atleast in writing. Well the things which really stops me from writhing is as there is no audience for my blog…..mummmy. The only follower of my blog is my colleague and I forced her to do so.…Feeling pity on her and me tooo.

Well when I started blogging, i used to think my blog is meant for me and not for others ..;-). So I will write for others and not for me….oops that was just a slip of fingers on keyboard (truth came outside at least by mistake…hehehe)

Agyaat,

I always believe that there are only two kind of movies. First which can be watched number of times and other which can be watched at least once (sleeping and dreaming). But then, the most talked director of bollywood RGV discovered the new genre of movies “Extremely dangerous to watch, stay away ”.

Agyaat, the unknown belongs to this new genre. After watching the movie one wonders why the movie appeared on the screen, instead it should have remain Agyaat from screen.
The movie was supposed to be horror, but the most scaring thing in the entire movie was to buy the ticket . Instead of horror, Agyaat is HORRIBLE (I don’t remember any other word to describe worst in extreme )

RGV famous for his cult classics like satya, company, bhoot, sarkar has also contributed for RGV ki AAG and many more. So Agyaat was not an exception from RGV.

RGV must have been to Srilankan Jungles with Priyanka Kothari for pre-marital honeymoon (Off course not for the first time). After seeing the location he couldn’t restrain his natural instinct of director and without even any script he started the movie. Thanks for the GOLDEN MOBILE of GOLDEN DIRECTOR which was used for recording (A nokia /sonyericsson mobile with 3.2 Megapixel camera ). The only noticeable thing in the movie is its background music. One can’t ignore the screaming and yelling if it’s too much and without any reason.

There is one more possibility of RGV being under the influence Bhoot of Gabber from RGV ki AAG. Gabbar wants to take revenge for ramu for creating AAG and the best way to do is to create AGYAAT…. (Gabbar I am scared).

Movie appears to be the Hanuman KI Pooch which goes on increasing and one gets frustrated as there is nothing to notice…everything is Agyaat(The duration is not even 2hrs…just imagine).

One line to describe AGYAAT:

“Movies of Ramsay Brothers in 70-80ies were far more entertaining and scaring than Agyaat. ”(At least the bhootni’s use to shed their clothes and used to have sex)

Magarpatta, The Pride of Pune

Snaps of Magarpatta

Of Course I Love You.....Till I find someone better

The first thing we notice about any novel is its “Title” and if the title is so fascinating then one will surely dig out time to go through this book. A book by very young authors Durjoy Datta and Maanavi Ahuja both from Delhi.

The last part of the title “till I find someone better..” is the dream of every engineering student….but it’s a dream seen by open eyes and “Off course” is never fulfilled for at least for 99% guys but our hero Deb belongs to other 1%(I wish I could have been among 1% of those guys!!!!!).He fulfills his dream by loving girls mostly behind the tinted windows of cars, the old bhootbangala and surprisingly in the gardens of the India Gate early in the morning……now that’s really amazing!!!!!!!!!

Since the character Deb is mechanical engineering student the book mostly talk about the porn, alcohol, movies, girlfriends and OFFCourse SEX (I start remembering my engg days. No point in discussing my engg days here as the element girlfriend was totally absent and hence SEX. So I think porn and alcohol was the result of sheer desperation )

The protagonist who loves to breakup with girls after sleeping with them, gets the most beautiful women described as “Plastic surgeons still can't rival god” and that to virgin(I think that’s my reading mistake)

A good and refreshing novel with the essence of Chetan Bhagat with too many bad words. But that’s the way how engineers deal with words and Deb is not an exception(Me too ;-))
At some point books fails to maintain the pace and appears to be crawling but then Durjoy Datta, the author does the magic and you just can’t wait to turn over the pages to see the surprise waiting for you and I bet you will not disappoint!

Just forget to mention the female protagonist Avantika, a rehabilitated drug addict and a brilliant student. But masters of all things drugs, alcohol….and OFFCOURSE SEX.
Ending is something beyond imagination and kudos to Durjoy Datta and Maanavi Ahuja. But I definitely believe that its not imagination. Its something that Durjoy and Maanvi has done. (I started visualizing their lovemaking)

A must read book for every engineer and makes no harm if you are not an engineer. The 200+ pages are purely fun to read(I imagined while reading and this is how I fulfill dreams..imagination).

that thing called LOVE

“that thing called LOVE” by Tuhin Sinha the most recent book I just finished with. Tuhin an upcoming writer has done a fabulous job with his first novel. As a debutant you don’t expect too much from a writer but it needs to mention that this debutant gives more than what is expected

"That thing…." is not as involving as "5 point someone" was…but it goes on with a very good pace. The characters are very neatly sketched and one starts visualizing himself in those characters as the characters are what we are within and what we normally see.

But the books seems to be obsessed with sex, sex ….and only sex. Little time has been given for emotions but whatever emotions has been depicted they truly get into ones heart.

The book depicts the new moral values of urban Indians which we INDIANS have recently developed. Somehow while reading the book one just remembers the movie “Life in a Metro”.

The book revolves around the Mumbai rain which is assumed to be the romantic season. But it shows how the romantic season can cause destruction of one’s marriage life when someone tries to do romance with someone other than his partner.

The ending is far more heart breaking as it shows that a asshole who gets involved one-sided with a happy married women and ruins her marriage life to such a extent that she is left with no other option but separating with her hubby.

At some point I was thinking that the book is no more than the explanation of the characters the author has carved but the surprise element somehow succeeds in binding the reader. The humor element is completely missing in 200+ pages book

The shayaris used by Tuhin to represent the situations does exactly for what they are used for.
The one I liked the best is

"तारुफ़ रोग हो जाए तोह उसको भूलना बेहतर
तालुक बोझ बन जाए तोह उसको तोड़ना अच्छा
वोह अफसाना जिसे अंजाम तक लाना ना हो मुमकिन
उसे एक खुबसूरत मोड़ देकर छोड़ना अच्छा "

One can invest the time in reading the book but with moderate expectations.
From me 2.5/5 for this book.

If one wants to describe the theme of the book....then it can be done as

“All desirable things in this world are either illegal, banned………and married”

The last word...married needs special attention!!!!!!!!!!!!

Decriminalizing Homosexuality

After almost two months I again gathered some courage to draft.

Well within a short span of two months lots of things have happened. Few of them can be listed as the fall of LTTE, Congress regaining power at the centre, defending champion India out of T-20 world cup, Federer defeating Roddick at Wimbledon and the list goes on.
Also the series of air crashes that took place is really a worrying thing.

But the most important thing that going to have impact for decades is the decriminalizing homosexuality in India. Lots have been told and written about this and am not an expert to dig down the pros and cons. But surely as an Indian I feel that for the first time Indian government has taken decision which is in no way related to politics.

I was always of the view that Indian Government is never worried about people, except it has to do something with the vote bank or politics. In Indian history there is not even a single incident were government has taken any concrete decision irrespective of religion or region. All decisions are either been influenced with religions or region. Exceptions are always there like Nuclear treaty but decriminalizing homosexuality is indeed the boldest decision ever taken by India.

Homosexuality is not what is appropriate and what is not appropriate. No issues what religions say about it. Its something that defines individuality. As a democratic country its right of every citizen to follow what he believes and what he feels. Its way of life for some and for some its no way less than religion.

Indian government really needs to be appreciated for taking such a bold decision and as I think this going to be a landmark decision in Indian history. Taking such a decision for just a handful of people so that they can live like human being really needs applause.

But about one thing I am really concerned is are mothers going to become “Kiron Kher” of dostana ;-) ?

Though accepted by law, will society accept homosexuals?

Its time that we Indians should accept this reality and give them a chance to Live, to Fulfill their dreams and to be what they are......

First Crap...

Lots of things happens in life for the first time…….Writing………. that to other than academics…..is really not my cup of tea….but somehow I gathered courage and finally drafted this crap. I am of opinion to do whatever you want no matters what other think . If the writing is in you, just write, write, write. Don't worry about the rules, just get it on paper….After all its our life yaar…why to think of other…..gave them a damn F…. .

Once I was just searching for old song in Google and suddenly landed in one of my school friends blog….I was really amazed the way he has drafted his content and the emotions which he wanted to share passed straight into my heart. This incident has really inspired me to start blogging but it took almost 1 month for me to publish my first post…

Any ways i started it and its always better to be late than to be never....