Dream/Nightmare

It’s so strange. Sometimes you have this dream. You really believe in it with all your heart. Then you meet someone who shares it. They have the same dream. But instead they don’t want you to achieve it but are your rivals in the dream. Then fate meets imagination and it’s a nightmare. I don’t know what feels worse; to finally realize what it is that will make you happy or have someone take it away from you.
It is the beauty of a butterfly to transform into its true beautiful, magnificent self from an ugly caterpillar. It’s the irony of life that the good guys end up as safe losers, when the bad guys steal the cream from the deserving. Its life’s strange sense of humor that we always realize our mistake after we’ve made it. It’s the oxymoron that life is; and the morons that we are.

Review for the movie Rock On!!

Rock On!! is a pretty tribute to all those inconsequential bands, that ALMOST quite made it. This is the story of not just most bands that face the hurdles of ego-hassles, time commitments, artistic credit or rivalry, but the the larger picture. How this little inconsequential band affects the lives of the 4 young rockstars, how it affects the lives of their girlfriends, their rival bands, and most importantly their self-development. With cute guys, a GREAT soundtrack and an excellently, and effortlessly done screenplay, this movie shall boast of not just great profits made, but of a new era of Bollywood films that can speak for themselves without flaunting a danceable song & dance routine, a uniquely impressive star cast and inflated egos. It is a classic because it shows that Bollywood has come of age. It is extremely touching to see the poor Luke Kenny sickened by his thirst for Magic. It is simulating to see a fabulously wealthy Farhan Akthar find his way back home, away from all the dough and into the religion called Music. It is sad to see the bad-luck ridden Arjun Rampal with quite the talent and looks, but little else. Purab is heart warming throughout. Rock On!! is a stunner, a 4 starrer for sure.

Does "Freedom" exist?

You can never chain that which never remained yours; you cannot find something which never belonged in place. That which creates its own path, it concocts without fear & restraint. Such is the beauty of the disconnected and unplugged individual; he can charm and disillusion, he can connect and yet be remote. He is the epitome of distance; he is the light of constraint. That which bulges out of the mere burdens of daily life is not the matter of this individual. He is free in the true sense of the word. He is ‘gratis’. He is liberated. He has spread his wings.

What brings you to such a situation of self-uplift is exactly what takes you back. The very source of your autonomy becomes your reason for restriction; that which set you free ultimately holds you back. Can it explain why we still seek this gratification of our being? Maybe it holds the key to our fate. Does our behavior and sense of being become the main element in our transformation and metamorphosis? Do we all at a point of time give up our young childish notions of complete and uninhibited liberty at the expense of other factors? Or do we hang on to them for sake if identity? If we do give them up, does it mean we have lost a part of our individuality to have let go of our belief?  If we all continued believing that our judgment of right and wrong was to remain constant, would it mean that we are resisting change? If we advocate a certain cause at 19 and oppose at 40, does it make us hypocrites? Are we the victims of irony or just the subjects of evolution of thought? How do people think the same way for more than 5 years? Are they deteriorating in the thought process or are we too demanding of their conviction? Whatever makes the human psyche last for more than 20 years as the same has to have a certain power and irresistible charm that can tempt the wisest of minds. How controlled our will power determines how we react to different circumstances. Can we overcome the grief of the loss of a loved one in an eternity? Is that enough time? Do you get over the sadness and melancholy or do you learn to live with it? Is our ability to adapt, the determinant of our chance to prosper further? The question is: as humans with an inevitably clichéd flow of thought and emotions, do we need to accept our grief and move on, or should we wallow in the pity that we may never deal with the loved ones gone and have to learn to accept the grief and not the loss?

The root of this entire discussion comes down to whether the notion of "freedom" actually exists or is it just a pretty hypothesis we all resort to be a little optimistic. What are we as humans ready to take on to establish a sense of freedom? And, then, what is freedom? Is it relative?

Freedom to speech may be the idea of freedom for a victim of communism, freedom of behavior may be the veiled, downtrodden woman, freedom to party out till late hours may be the concept for an innocent teenager. So, should we classify freedom as relative?

When spiritual gurus talk of freedom of the soul from the burdensome shackles of human life, I fail to fathom what they are actually trying to hint at. Is the incredible experience known as life for humans an unrequited idea? Should we do away with it all together? Or should we hang on for self-esteem's sake? My question: Have we as humans stooped so low so as to underestimate our own existence and classify it as just another inconsequential event?