THE INDIAN CINEMA

I got this idea of writing something about Indian film when i heard from one of the excerpts of Russel Peters. The whole image of the Indian films starting from the Dadhasaheb era till date lies on the quantum of glamor and beauty. I gawk at the posters of Mallika Sherawat, Govinda, Sanjay Dutt and other similar shits who neither have the talent or looks. And out of this crap ; Rajinikanth, known for his creepy style and who is parodied with supernatural jokes on him. This guy neither speaks Tamil properly nor Hindi nor English but still sustains to put up a breathtaking record in the box office.

The whole industry is a holy shit which is further ramified into two major shits namely Bolly ( North Indian shit) and Kolly( South Indian shit). These two are united in the fact that each copy the script of films and release in the respective languages; even hollywood films are tiptoed in the duplicability.

But there lies the most astonishing difference between south and north Indian films on the basis of devotion incognited as adulation. I remember the days of college in South India; where a film released was similar to a food carnival in Disney Land. The posters of the actors are idolized and anointed with all sorts of temple practices.

In India, if an actor reaches his stardom ; you can definitely see him in most of the soap/shampoo advertisements and later into politics. The most amazing of all is the statistics of each actor; Google it.They perpetuate their bio data like a stats of a cricket player. Each actor has acted AT LEAST in 100 films in his lifetime. Just imagine of this guy if he acted in 100 Hollywood films and could obviously afford to own a separate country.

We need to rehabilitate and learn the reforms of the film culture from people like Anthony Hopkins and Freeman who have culminated to this level with core talent. But to be in the honest side, there are certain players in Indian Cinema like Amithabhs and Shivaji Ganesans whose eloquence dominates.

Thank god to the evolution of human race at least for keeping the south Indian heroes ugly and emphasizing on talent rather than looks.

BREEDS OF INDIAN GIRLS

The diversity in all respects is the speciality and "one in thousand" mark of India; which fascinates me alot. With deep scrutiny i chose to write up something regarding this topic as there is a vast pool of thoughts to share on.This topic is subject to market risk please please read the additional documents before investing your time in it; so as not to hurt any feelings.

As in the west bored with the same white and black combinations of girls,we the Indians especially males are gifted with wide variety of colours. Starting from Kashmir till Kanyakumari a medley of colour prevails and am really proud of INDIA in this concern.

Let me start with my favorites from west bengal- Bengal queens.

I characterize them as buxom rose buds of india i suppose due to their extra fish fat diet. Bengali divas like Bipasha Basu, Tanushree Dutta,Rani Mukherjee etc always remind of......... (as u know). Noticeable Red and white pattern is ubiquitous in their dressing and bangle collections. And mind it, most of the brave female journalist come from bengal like Barkha Dutt, Arundhati Roy etc.

My next favourite are Punjabi, the attire and life style of west radiates from this breed. But i prefer them in the traditional Indian dress with a neatly combed hair and a scent of Gucci usually. The true beauty of a punjabi girl is during her marriage embellished with all known jewels. They are the only breed in india who are health conscious keeping up their fitness all along. I have always enjoyed in being in company with them in Delhi.

The next category goes to Rajasthani Girl, i personally assume them to be slightly cunning but lions in the bed.They are popularly called as Marwardis, the class of indian businessmen. The married female of this class have this habit of showing up their milk white tummy while wearing a sari especiaally a red colour. And i would suggest you people to watch this clan during their holi celebration, they rock.

Banglore girls, have a look of lopez but with some dark circles may be due to their late night software environment. Good in English accent and in a club; famous for their juvenile hip dance.

My all time favourites, the kerala girl. The taste of gulf and kerala native rock music has given them an exalted look as compared to other breed of south indian clan. Has maintained the literacy rate for quite some time and are known for their coddling behaviour as prevailed all through out india as the top nurses.

Albino clans of India- the Kashmir girls. featured with a milky skin due to their clime and mostly prefer to wear green and black costumes usually. They have this distinction of eye brows which can be classified into two groups- one with jointed eyebrows and the other with a golden bridled eyebrows.

The all time divas- goa girl or the anglo indian girls. you name it they have it, is what they can be charactreized. Perfecct vrom the time of birth and mutually gather up to form florida type india.They have this mesmerizing shiny oil skin which shimmers to the male heart.

Hope my journey through India was productive in some way and welcome some observation from your side regarding other colours of india.

LOOKS CAN BE DECEPTIVE

Daily duties of an intern is always tedious in the American library; especially when you arrive before the other co-interns. But the commotion of people in and out of the place keeps my time ticking around; looking at different people and their decorum fascinates alot.

So this was a special day which taught me the fundamental principle of life -" never judge a person by the looks"

So after finishing all the diurnal works i sat in my place exhausted and peeved. Meanwhile had a 5 Min nap; which was disturbed by a reeking smell of tobacco around. The guy was a literal threadbare with some patches of beard and a folder accompanying the bizarre. Unfortunately (later ,it was my fortune) he sat beside me and started to scrutinize some pages of a magazine. He had this habit of getting up once in every 10 Min and pondering up the book racks around for some books. Sitting there with that a pack of cigarette pack was like the " last thing to live for " situation. Noting all his activities i fortuitously completed some of my works and eagerly waited for the lunch interval.

In the cafeteria, the bizarre sat beside me for the lunch ; so i hastened up my lunch and went back to my seat. There in my table his dossier was there with some books scattered around. I have this habit from my childhood of poring new things; the same intuition struck the time and made me ponder his folder. Accidentally had a glance to his resume which had my heart to my throat.

The guy who i named bizarre was a graduate from IIT kharagpur, masters and doctorate in MIT USA and now he was running an orphanage in Delhi. With other appurtenance of awards and felicities filled his resume whose names where unknown. Replaced the resume back in the dossier with the trembling hands and went down to the cafeteria and genuflected him in front of every body.

Hope India doesn't let him brain drain out of the country

The way students and scholars interpret the materials they work with in their academic fields is more a matter of personality than of training.

Personality is a cauldron of "nature and nurture" of a human which defines the discipline and conduct towards the society; whereas training is a tutelage process of guiding and honing the personality for the future.

Personality can be defined as the combination of hereditary(nature) and ambience(nurture) of a person. So, according to the definition, the IQ level of a parent should be transferred to the child. But the question is; whether is it a inevitable concept of genetics that a doctor parent's progeny should all be doctors(insane concept). Admittedly, nurture (ambience) in form of training moulds the nature(personality) to adapt for the future battle. Ambience has many manifolds- religion, culture, parental exposure, informal training etc which plays a pivotal role in predisposing of talent and discipline to a child.

Starting from the day 1 of a child, the parental training prepares for the next step of the life.Body language (coddling, touching), anger, depression, work and attitudes of a parent simulates the child as a facsimile of the parent. It is a germinal start to all the trainings in the mere future.

Secondly, religion and culture are two ethical veins for a child to develop. Festivals, invocations, family gatherings etc give an exposure about the ethnics of the family and the surroundings. Culture including food habits and diurnal activities adorn the child for the future realities.

In addition, formal training includes college and schools are 2nd stage preparation for the professional status. this training is the stepping stone for nurturing the child as a student into a pro level. Specific field depending on the interest of the student is cultivated as an investment for his work. Basic rules of social comity, decorum and civility are made conversant to the student in the premises of the formal training.

As a recap i morally buttress the concept of training as the step towards culmination

AGNOSTIC OR ATHEISM

Every nook and corner of India is customed with some form of supernatural indices in form of temples, posters, idols or other esoteric forms. But in contrast, these makes the essence to our tradition and compliments of the real façade of India. All these indices as temples, monuments, practices, festive etc. beats loud with pride about our ancient civilization and its ethics which has extant for so many years.

But my question interdicts the possible existence of the Almighty; not being an atheist to proscribe the belief but an agnostic or a child trying to solve the doubt. Fables and ethic stories heard from our forbears has always fantasized about the ultimate power. Being living and growing up in technofuss world is hard to believe the concepts of god but there are certain implications or facts which rather give some support to the question.

The famous MAGARAJODHI of SABARIMALA; which is a blare of light said to be an indication of god; illuminates every once in a year in the month of January. But the miracle subordinated with the flying of an eagle( called as the god's vehicle- garuda) just above the gleaming light ; whether it is fortuitous or unworldly is out of syllabus.

We Indians are well known with the clairvoyance and its practices around; especially the all notable NAADI JOSIYAM is outstanding in the way the predictions are made. According to the practice, the chiropractor studies the thumb impressions of the individual and tells the whole genealogy and privy facts of the individual; said to be dictated by the god himself.

The concept of buoyancy is well derided by a rock floating on water; inscribed with epithet- RAM , the rock floats on water which was used in building up a bridge( acc. to Ramayana).

These implications or much articulated empirical facts does prove the existence to some extent and till that extent the god will remain the true emblem of India.

10 MONTHS OF GESTATION

There is a common tradition in our country which binds us all in one page. This tradition in form of a famous adage cultivated from the films and various other sources has become an important part of our matron tongue. " 10 months of gestation"; due to my south Indian kinship am abided to translate it - " pathu maasam somakredhu".

This cliché has made a deal with my mother ever since i was born. She drills with this quote every time she turns outrageous. I take this as the platform to attack it back.

Not trying to be an apologist against the GREAT MOTHER society; but just vocalizing the quote in the infant dimension.

10 months seems to be along period to be maturing inside the womb.Conceiving and dangling around is easier than to be confined inside the dark room. And with special addition; they get extra ordinary care and love; then where do we the offspring fit with the sympathy.

You don't have the rights to move around, eat the same for 300 days , no entertainment but just the solitary confinement. These days are a hell to pass by in our lifetime; but still we hear the humming. For this soul reason i couldn't bare the ambience inside; so jumped out in 7 months

( don't say premature but very adventurous at that time).

JUST A SNAP

Life is a wonderful journey where you come across different types of people and learn the nature of life from each individual. Types of people not in the sense of races/ religion but in terms of character and conduct which galvanize ours. Since i pursued my graduation in South India ( schooling in Delhi) , it made it easier for me to explore the diversity and various facets of people across the subcontinent.

The subject enunciated met HIM ( let the name be X)in my college; a very different or a bohemian of all kinds.Its a corporeal stuff of human beings to be foppish in matters of attraction and just for posing to a camera( just a snap; reminding the title). Posing and cheesing for a photo is a inherent habit for a normal mankind; but the X (no names please) was a different celestial idiot or an abnormality to the sapien cult.

X was an aspirant of IIT who tried it for 2 years to crack it down but unfortunates does happen to the hero. So he was elder to all of us in our batch and considered him like ......(initially).He was a real monk ; monk who celibates to photo flashes( not joking). We came to know about the phobia until once i took a snap and due to which he hide my mobile and didn't return it for 5 long hours( imagine my exasperation ). So every time we had fete in those days; we took deliberate snaps just to bubble him up. And aftermath he used to chase down the clips from the cameras and delete the snaps.

I was amazed of this comport and worked for the reason but finally got the feasibility towards his BIHARI instinct( not hurting anybody).He is so ascetic which made us think whether he ever had any sexual self pleasure, attraction or even seen a porn.

Lets see what he does for his marriage snapshots in the future; pray the almighty.

Its really ineffable to believe in this technocrat century where these types of characters really do exist.

Still we don't know the apt reason for the phobia; but we will definitely solve the conundrum at least during his marriage.