89th Blog – Growing up, Things need to change, but in this way ?

“Let's we discuss and talk about growing up.” Growing up is one the most important and great part of life, it is and it will be always, the word “grow” needs a strong desire. It not relates with only human being but growth is truth for all living creatures. But in the case of human being as we grow up things change. Life was so much easier back then when scratches from the bike ride were the worst pain. When the elder's anger was an intimidate for us. The worst fight you had was about who would have remote control. When was fall in love with every second girl. When was dreaming of becoming so and so. Life was so much easier when goodbyes meant “I’ll see you tomorrow” and when no one was afraid to say “I love you”.

But, As we grow up things change. Or maybe we do. Fading away, drifting with the flow, losing ourselves. Forgetting childhood dreams and old promises. Getting lost in the whirlpool of fake priorities and artificial emotions. We do things because we are supposed to do them. Because someone said so. Because everyone does this and that. We forget who we are and what we want. We are too scared to follow our own dreams. Or maybe time does. Twenty four hours are not enough anymore. We want more time, so that we can earn more money. We have to run somewhere, but don't even aware about the destination. We want to conquer all world but don't know for whom. To fix this, to clear that, to fight, to argue, to prove ourselves right, to learn new stuff, to earn more money, to work more, to smile less. We wanted to do work and work and only work even when we know that we're not happy by doing this or that work. Even we want to do something that make our heart so prosperous that it was never before. But somehow we are trucked in the hard struggle of life.

We are living with an unknown hours of destroying our own desires. An unknown minutes of constant struggling. An unknown seconds of permanent stress. Deprived of the privilege to actually enjoy life. May be we have a luggage of sad memories, broken promises, lost friendships, missed opportunities. We know what it is like to believe, to hope, to dream. But we also know how it feels when every promise, every feeling, every dream would break into pieces. The pieces which even collected and put into the trunk of our experience are not the whole anymore. Day by day It is going tougher to be happy. We want more from life, we expect more from people. We lose more. We are not the same anymore. It is tougher to believe. Tougher to dream. Tougher to be that kid who wanted to fly high in the sky like an eagle, or a hawk, or just any bird. It is tougher to be a human being. We are now just behaved like a programmed devices, who was controlled by an unknown force. We stop throwing coins into the fountains. We don’t cross fingers anymore or make a wish when we blow out birthday candles. We don’t believe in the shooting stars either. Maybe because we lost hope that our deepest wishes would finally come true. We earn more and more, but we live less. we laugh less. We enjoy less. We forget to call people we care about. We pretend to be too busy. We don’t have time to tell people what they mean to us. We forget what it means to be real. To be human. To be yourself.

Change is good and I always believe in change and I accept the change with an open heart and as we grow up things need to be change, Besides, in this way. I wished change not to be happen in this way. I wish they didn’t.

Regards

Dhitendra

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88h Blog - “My Left Foot” - Its Christy Brown Movie

It happened sometime when you know any story, ever after you want to hear that story again and again. And I can confidently say that this is not only genuine just to listen some fairy tale again and again but this is truthful for every chore which we heartily wished for. When I talk about myself, I can say there 're a long list of movie that I want to watch again and again, without tones a single moment of deadening. While unfortunately I have had lost my all listed movies from my HDD, I don't know by mistakenly or due to some HDD malfunctioning. :-)

My left foot is one of those movie that remind me the power of willingness to overcome the human disability and bring a human being as victor. I loved to watch this movie anytime and anywhere. Yesterday while, watching “My left foot” after a long time I get attached with the story again. It's the true story of Christy Brown, who was born with cerebral palsy (A human disease I also heard through this movie). He learned to paint and write with his only controllable limb – his left foot, not without going through the terrible feelings of failure and loneliness of doubt and isolation. There are many unscripted stories for such human triumph, but maybe due to respective reason's those all people was not able to present him/her self to the world. Besides, all those stories and achievements are an example for all human who have had everything to do anything.

Christy Brown, who was born in Dublin, in the year 1932, into a large poor slum family of twenty-two children (Only 13 survived) and was the ninth children of Mr. and Mrs. Brown family. He was born with cerebral palsy, and his entire body was in struggle against him all except the left foot, that only the part of his body he can control. Christy's body was both twisted and paralyzed. He was unable to communicate through recognizable speech. With his lips pulled over to one side, his eyes wobbling upward in their sockets, he spoke in a series of gutteral syllables that would be translated by his mother and siblings always. "My Left Foot" charts Christy's life from his earliest days until his greatest triumph.

The film opens with Christy Brown, being taken to a charity event, where he meets his handler, a nurse named Mary Carr. She begins reading his autobiography, and the movie melted down in flashback. He could not talk or walk but have support from his family, especially from his mother and siblings. One day when his mother got storke, he was only the person available at house, while watching his mother stroke, due to his disability he even was able to get attention of neighbors that turns to save his mother's life. The story paced up by the first time when he drew squiggle to the first word “Mother” he ever written. The story of Christy Brown is one of the great stories of human courage and determination. He belongs on the same list with Helen Keller.

Christy is played in the early scenes by Hugh O'Conor and from his teenage years onward by Daniel Day Lewis. The two actors fit together into one seamless performance of surprising beauty and strength. The impermanent of Daniel Day Lewis is outstanding and the only actor who's capable to make maintain the class performance. He is the epitome of a great actor, that could do any movie and turn it into a great movie.

There are too many movies that comes in this category and states the story of human courage and determination, besides "My Left Foot" is a great film for many reasons, but the most important is that it gives us such a complete picture of a man's life. It is not an inspirational movie, although it inspires. It is not a sympathetic movie, although it inspires sympathy. It is the story of a stubborn, difficult, blessed and gifted man who was dealt a bad hand, who played it brilliantly, and who left us some good books, some good paintings and the example of his courage. It must not have been easy to live life with those all disabilities. But of course that would have been a cruel exploitation of his weakness, and then, too, Christy was a genius at instilling guilt. He was died at the age of forty nine, in year 1981, eight years before the movie was made and released.

My Left Foot was splendid. Daniel Day-Lewis was riveting in the lead and Jim sheridan is best as director. A must watch movie.

Regards

Dhitendra 

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87th Blog - “THE LUNCH BOX” - A Perfect Movie

We are surviving in an era, where the communication is so quicker and so easier through instant messaging, E-mail and with a batch of social networking websites that snare around us every-time. Its a man made own world, where, with in a single second, we can afloat the different noes-is from one nook of the world to another nook of the world and that without any vehemence. Even there was a time when an individual can't even think about these all tech gigs and all are babe-like upon the letters and the postcards and the telegrams (that terminated somewhere in this quick lifestyle to get everything as fast and as soon as possible); even before that there were the way of communication; to deliver the message form one end to another end of the world was so different, but today everything's on fingertips. We can deliver anything, anywhere, whatever and wherever we want, with a few moment of finger's breadth.

In the age of so fast moving world, where Indian film makers are creating the films with such high proficiencies and with so antithetic flavors that crossed billions in just a week after release. While there are a few persons who still wants to claim their presence through their depth research of work and with different methodology that brings artist and spectator more near to art. And undoubtedly Ritesh Batra comes as one of them. And without any doubt, he directed a literal love story that strengthen the maxim “One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, when you feel more connected to that stranger than anyone else, and that would happen like nothing else.”

Leaving behind all those famous filmmakers and those all phony movie recipes, the debutant writer – director Ritesh Batra takes us on a love journey and a beautiful blossoms between two heart, where the story start with a lunch box that compassed on a wrong address and then their start a love journey of two hearts through the exchange of letters through with Lunch box. The whole movie runs on the theme that reads throughout movie “Kabhi Kabhi galat train bhi sahi jagah pahuncha deti hai” (Sometimes even a wrong train can get you to the right destination). It is one line that interrupts the films open ending.

It's a movie about the journey of Mr. Saajan (Irfan) and Ila (Nimrat Kaur) who are living a spice-less existence. Sajaan is a widowed government employee on the verge of early retirement after serving for his organization for faithful 35 years. Ila, on the other hand is a neglected, but a duty bound young housewife, who lives to serve her husband and nurse her daughter. She determined to spice up her loveless marriage and one day she decides to cook a delicious meal, heeding the advice of well-meaning Aunty in the flat lived upstairs (You can hear her voice from upstairs whenever Ila engages in conversation with her). But as fate would have it, a rare error in Mumbai's famously efficient dabbawalla service results in the landing of lunch box at grumpy accountant Mr. Saajan's desk. On realizing that her lovingly prepared meal was eaten by someone else, Ila encloses a note in the steel lunchbox the following day, leading to a series of written notes that being passed on from one end to another. With those all letters Ila gets an anchor that was missing in her life and love brings a breath of fresh air in the autumn of Mr. Saajan's life. Apart to that all, what pulls the strings of the audience’s heart the most is the way ‘love’ cooks up between the pair sans any form of new age communication. The third helm in this story is Nawazuddin Siddiqui's character Shaikh, a younger officer composed to take over from Saajan. Nawazuddin as Aslam is unintentionally funny and he has got his comic timing right. His interesting conversations with Saajan make the film more engaging and original.

While watching the Bollywood’s two most dominant, talented and method actors, we can say with a believe that the unseen hero of this delicious love story is writer-director Ritesh Batra who pulls off a near perfect script that's meditative of a city and the people that live in it. This film is a winner in all the way, an exceptional love story, where two individuals romance each other. Through the relationships his characters share, he displays a great understanding of human nature, embracing its own many complexities. He also masterfully blends food into this narrative, turning it into such a sensory experience that you want to rush out of the cinema and tuck into a lovely meal. 

While entering in final review, I can say, it is one of the most beautifully and directed love story that reminds that script of "Sirf Tum" Movie, where also the love was happened in an incredible style. It is a story that is full of hope and is heart wrenching at the same time. A story that makes you want to break into spontaneous applause because it is incredible in so many ways. The second most loved Bollywood flick of this year, after Bhag Milkha Bhag. 

Hats off and Kudos to Ritesh Batra, eagerly waiting for your next class of prowess.

Regards

Dhitendra

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86th Blog - “Truly dedicated to first-ever and tentative love of our lives – TO OUR PARENTS”

It had been more than two week, the day when I last pen down to write something that conform to my heart's desire. But, as we all know all the days are not same and great as we think and as want. Happiness from true heart is a necessity and we've to admit it, not only because it springs you a chance to spend laugh as per doctor's prescription to be healthy. Besides, its a need to be happy with all of 'em and with all of your deep desires with whom who toned your life, blissful all the time. I can't say anything rightfully, but I know the phase of dilemma we all 're going through. But, this is also true, to know that it does get better. Not today; not tomorrow; but some fine day and some fine time. I'm sure happiness will come back. I'm sure it will comeback.

“Truly dedicated to first-ever and tentative love of our lives – TO OUR PARENTS” 

The word that provokes and keeps its presence and which is the most powerful and influentially and filled affluently of emotions with us is undoubtedly is “Love of Parents.” This is one kind of relation that exist in cosmos where “Love” is not just a word, besides, it abodes lots of meanings in itself which will become perspicuous the way I, You and We interpret it.

 

The basic question arise from where we started to learn and know the meaning of this word. If we think of it as the reason and motivation to live then we will find the best example in the love of a mother and her child. How she brings up her child with love and affection. She cannot stand a little bit of unease of her child and does her best to comfort him. There is no parallel love to the love of a mother. There is no parallel love to the love of a father. No one ever can love a person more than his parents. This is one of the most beautiful word we started to learn when we are attached to mother's womb. When she started to love, without knowing how we look-alike when we shaded in this world.

I don't know how people live without their parents, because I realize that they are the only people we always have with us. Friends don't last forever, and partners don't either. But our parents, they stick with us from the beginning until the very end. Even when they leave the world, their memory and their omniscient teachings guide us throughout life. The love of our parents have for us is the strongest love ever felt by us. And I think it would be idiotic to say otherwise.

Many times comes in our lifetime when we fight a lot with our parents. We become insolent and harsh with them at times, and sometimes, we exceed to such limits that we make them cry. We've make our parents fight amongst each other just because of our and our silly mistakes. We've done a lot to hurt them. We've lied to them, We've betrayed them and We've hurt their dreams and all their wishes. We always seem to want more from them, without realizing that they have given us more than they have ever given themselves. They did so much for us, even now, they give us whatever we want with a smile on their face. They worked hard for our education, for luxuries in our life, to give us happiness. They worked hard so we have a perfect childhood and then a perfect life. Whatever they did, it's just for us. It's because they want to see us a better person.

We can't even imagine for everything they had done for us.

Let's enjoy the word “Love” under shades, with every essence of life by defining its most lucid meaning. Stay Blessed!

 

My life is not mine, it all belongs to you. Whenever I want to find the true meaning of my life, I look to the skies, look to the heavens, look to the stars, look to the Almighty and thank for giving the most beautiful gift I ever had and I am blessed with the light, that is the present with me in colors of my parents in my life.

                                                                                         #### Singh Dhitendra ####

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Dhitendra

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85th Blog - A peom dedicated to parents.

I bow in honor, to watch me fly! Above, above the Sky!

I want to consecrate these all lines to you.

For my inborn felicity that, I win in terms of you.

You're there when I born to this world.

You're there when I ready to raise sword.

You're there when I take my first step.

You're there when I enter in life stack.

You're only my doctor. when I was ill.

You're my defender, when I was trying to kill.

You're always there to wipe my tears.

You're always there to fight with my fears.

You're my cry, when I sick for all day and night.

You stay and care for me all the night.

You're my umbrella for all the drop of rains.

You're my light to keep safe from all bad sense.

You're always there to quench all my needs.

You're always there to fulfill all my greed’s.

You're my pillow, when I need rest.

You're my inspiration, when I did my best.

You're my lover when I was in search of love.

You're my lover when I feel to deep down in dove.

When I'm upset, you appears to be upset.

When I'm happy, you looks to be happiest.

When I want to listen a story, I always find you.

When I want to learn, I always find you.

Even, Almighty is not able to define you.

And I, I'm nothing, can't define myself without you.

You both are my life and special in every possible way.

Inspiring me more and more with each passing day.

I always find you in myself and mine true soul in you.

When I was alone, I find safe under the shades of you.

My life is not mine, it all belongs to you.

My thoughts, my prayers all belongs to you.

You gave me roots, you gave me wings to fly,

I bow in honor, to watch me fly! Above, above the Sky!

I bow in honor, to watch me fly! Above, above the Sky!

“My life is not mine, it all belongs to you. Whenever I want to find the true meaning of my life, I look to the skies, look to the heavens, look to the stars, look to the Almighty and thanks for giving the most beautiful gift I ever had and I am blessed with the light, that is present with me in colors of my parents in my life.               #### Singh Dhitendra ####

Regards
Dhitendra

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