‘Stanley ka dabba’
Hearing this name, most of you must have thought of grabbing something to eat. Come on, admit it! I was actually eating a bunch of Kurkure (my surname is kArkAre) while I jotted this down. Hence, I raise my hand to say: Yeah, I felt like eating something (more)!
From the trailer, you get the impression of a greedy teacher who harasses the students and you tend to think it must be a boring movie with kids and the teacher and the so called ‘dabba’. Tell you what, this dabba is not a dabba(movie) ! The way the kids have ‘acted’ is amazing! The teachers are amazing too. There is a teacher who appreciates novel ideas. There is a teacher who hates novel ideas. There is a teacher who epitomizes hypocrisy. We all have met all these teachers in our school days, and hence each character is life-like and relatable.
Talking about Stanley, he is this amazing student studying in the fourth grade. The boy exhibits the confidence of a young adult. He is the centre of attraction of the whole gang of boys for a reason…he’s creative and intelligent in his own unique way. His science project involves real life and yet his science teacher thinks that it is trash. A segment that shows that out-of-the-box thinking is not that well received in schools. Also, the noticeable thing is his self-confidence and belief in self. You will see him unbeaten, undefeated, unconquered till the end of the movie. His stories are in fact so incredible, that he gets a ‘You rock!’ for them.
The movie takes you to a journey which seems to be very ‘rosy’ (No puns here about Miss Rosy) before the climax and makes you think afterwards. The way they have ended the movie is fabulous. It is truly depicting the happenings in the society. Does Stanley get a dabba during the New Year? If yes, how? Does his mom trouble him earlier? Do they hire a maid? Why does khadoos eat the children’s dabba? I can give away the story by telling you the same. However, I strongly believe that my words will not have the impact in your minds the way the movie will have. Do watch it and follow what is requested from you at the end of the movie. No! They are not asking you to bring a dabba the next time you watch the movie.
See you later!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
A very probable dialogue of the future
It is the year 2050. I have travelled into the future and am witnessing an interesting scene between a grandfather and a granddaughter. She seems to be oddly 6 years old. They are sitting peacefully in their newly constructed home on the 50th floor of the building. The grandpa is gleefully watching his little kiddo surf the internet while watching TV. I do not fail to notice that both of them have an oxygen cylinder behind their backs and a mask on their noses to breathe. Don’t know why, but I touch my nose to ensure that I do not need any such equipment in my travel-bubble. I smile!
I go back to observing the man and the kid; happy and content with what they are doing. Suddenly, there’s this breaking news on TV which shocks me:
More than 2000 customers die while waiting at the oxygen distribution center in the city. The reason being delay in getting the new supply cylinders & that the hapless ones had come at the 11th hour, when their oxygen stock was just about to exhaust.
On watching the ghastly news, the grandfather first checks the pressure meter of his oxygen cylinder and smiles because he is reassured that he had enough stock.
Seeing that, the grandchild says “Don’t worry dadu! We have stocked enough number of cylinders at our place. Don’t worry for dead people, it is their problem!
The grandfather says: “In my childhood, we had fresh air, abundance of oxygen. No one had to die for want of oxygen. This is abysmal. I cannot bear this anymore.” He has tears in his eyes.
The uninterested grandkid stops him midway and says “Do not go back to your childhood. Let’s have a look at this site. Isn’t the interior wonderful dadu? How’s this floral arrangement? It will look good in your room!
Grandpa overwhelmingly yells, “This is all plastic, my child! In our days we had real flowers; beautiful and fragrant. I do not want this plastic.”
Ignoring his feelings, the grandchild says “See dadu this flying object on it, so beautiful it looks. I appreciate the creativity of the designer!”
Grandpa says, “My dear girl! This flying object is a bird. In my childhood many such birds used to chirp and play in our garden. Ah, the sparrows, pigeons, parrots…”
The kid gets puzzled: “What is a garden, dadu?”
Dadu holds his head in despair.
“Oh! How do I explain you that? You don’t know what a garden is. You don’t know how people used to breathe. You don’t know that there were flowers and birds. What a sad life are we living! The change could have been back THEN. Now, nothing can be done.”
If you really do not want to be the dadu in this story, do your bit to save the environment! Or you will see this story come alive and you will remember having read it some decades ago and will reminisce: I could have made a difference.
Think and Act. The change can be NOW; THEN is too late.
(The thought behind this was my father’s in order to present this in front of Youth Enlightened for Society, YES group. I gave it this form after hearing the concept from him)
I go back to observing the man and the kid; happy and content with what they are doing. Suddenly, there’s this breaking news on TV which shocks me:
More than 2000 customers die while waiting at the oxygen distribution center in the city. The reason being delay in getting the new supply cylinders & that the hapless ones had come at the 11th hour, when their oxygen stock was just about to exhaust.
On watching the ghastly news, the grandfather first checks the pressure meter of his oxygen cylinder and smiles because he is reassured that he had enough stock.
Seeing that, the grandchild says “Don’t worry dadu! We have stocked enough number of cylinders at our place. Don’t worry for dead people, it is their problem!
The grandfather says: “In my childhood, we had fresh air, abundance of oxygen. No one had to die for want of oxygen. This is abysmal. I cannot bear this anymore.” He has tears in his eyes.
The uninterested grandkid stops him midway and says “Do not go back to your childhood. Let’s have a look at this site. Isn’t the interior wonderful dadu? How’s this floral arrangement? It will look good in your room!
Grandpa overwhelmingly yells, “This is all plastic, my child! In our days we had real flowers; beautiful and fragrant. I do not want this plastic.”
Ignoring his feelings, the grandchild says “See dadu this flying object on it, so beautiful it looks. I appreciate the creativity of the designer!”
Grandpa says, “My dear girl! This flying object is a bird. In my childhood many such birds used to chirp and play in our garden. Ah, the sparrows, pigeons, parrots…”
The kid gets puzzled: “What is a garden, dadu?”
Dadu holds his head in despair.
“Oh! How do I explain you that? You don’t know what a garden is. You don’t know how people used to breathe. You don’t know that there were flowers and birds. What a sad life are we living! The change could have been back THEN. Now, nothing can be done.”
If you really do not want to be the dadu in this story, do your bit to save the environment! Or you will see this story come alive and you will remember having read it some decades ago and will reminisce: I could have made a difference.
Think and Act. The change can be NOW; THEN is too late.
(The thought behind this was my father’s in order to present this in front of Youth Enlightened for Society, YES group. I gave it this form after hearing the concept from him)
Wave
Like a splash of wave
You came in my life
Washed me away
Time has passed
You've gone back to the sea
Yet , I continue to sway
Even at this moment
I am as wet as before
No one's freshened me
No one's touched my core
Your thought never ceases
No presence now pleases
My heart is locked....Only you've got the keys
Give me a chance...come back..please..
I know you're not coming back
I know that for sure
However, my heart's helpless
Coz his love was very pure
Left with no choice
The wet body wants to dry
However, it seems impossible
For, the eyes can't stop the cry
--17th July 10
11:15 pm
You came in my life
Washed me away
Time has passed
You've gone back to the sea
Yet , I continue to sway
Even at this moment
I am as wet as before
No one's freshened me
No one's touched my core
Your thought never ceases
No presence now pleases
My heart is locked....Only you've got the keys
Give me a chance...come back..please..
I know you're not coming back
I know that for sure
However, my heart's helpless
Coz his love was very pure
Left with no choice
The wet body wants to dry
However, it seems impossible
For, the eyes can't stop the cry
--17th July 10
11:15 pm
I don't miss
I don’t miss the time
When mom used to oil my hair
I don’t miss the time
When dad showered affection and care
I don’t miss my childhood
When I used to always play
I don’t miss my friends
Who were with me night and day
I don’t miss my college
I don’t miss my school
I don’t miss those moments
Where I was made a fool
I don’t miss the time
When I was in the rain
Drenching with my love
Dancing like insane
I don’t miss my first kiss
I don’t miss my first date
Because abortion was
my first and the last fate….
(Save the girl child… you never know how special they are until they become ur besttt buds :D
- 30th July 10
Dedicated to all the females I know. Thanks for being a part of my life :)
When mom used to oil my hair
I don’t miss the time
When dad showered affection and care
I don’t miss my childhood
When I used to always play
I don’t miss my friends
Who were with me night and day
I don’t miss my college
I don’t miss my school
I don’t miss those moments
Where I was made a fool
I don’t miss the time
When I was in the rain
Drenching with my love
Dancing like insane
I don’t miss my first kiss
I don’t miss my first date
Because abortion was
my first and the last fate….
(Save the girl child… you never know how special they are until they become ur besttt buds :D
- 30th July 10
Dedicated to all the females I know. Thanks for being a part of my life :)
Walk away
All these days
All this time
My life was a scrambled maze
But that day when
I saw you in red
I couldn't move in daze
I never felt the way I did
There was a blink I could sense
I was pretty sure that it was
Solely due to your presence
I can never hide the way I feel
I am going to tell you soon
However, if you want
I will wait for the moon
Coz the night will ensure
That you glow in moonlight
I'll get to see your smile
It could be just once sight
You could stay if you want
You could walk away, say no
You could slap me in the face
Anything could happen, I don't know
I would not beg you to stay
I would not force you to be
But baby you should know
You are now a part of me
The pieces join together
When I think about you and I
But it is solely upto you
to want me back or say goodbye
You could stay if you want to
You could walk away, say no
You could slap me in the face
Anything could happen, I don't know
The time has come
Here I go and act
The outcome won't be revealed
The reader should know the fact !
-8th august 3 30 pm
All this time
My life was a scrambled maze
But that day when
I saw you in red
I couldn't move in daze
I never felt the way I did
There was a blink I could sense
I was pretty sure that it was
Solely due to your presence
I can never hide the way I feel
I am going to tell you soon
However, if you want
I will wait for the moon
Coz the night will ensure
That you glow in moonlight
I'll get to see your smile
It could be just once sight
You could stay if you want
You could walk away, say no
You could slap me in the face
Anything could happen, I don't know
I would not beg you to stay
I would not force you to be
But baby you should know
You are now a part of me
The pieces join together
When I think about you and I
But it is solely upto you
to want me back or say goodbye
You could stay if you want to
You could walk away, say no
You could slap me in the face
Anything could happen, I don't know
The time has come
Here I go and act
The outcome won't be revealed
The reader should know the fact !
-8th august 3 30 pm
Just one word NO to you
No one likes to be hurt
No one likes to be alone
Neither of you or me
Wants to be sad at home
No one deserves to cry
No one deserves no joy
No one's heart should ever
Be flung apart like a toy
I realize how bad it feels
Silence when you start to hear
New conversations come to an end
Left are old memories mere
Now I know how much I hurt you
Now I know how much you've pained
As the same pain and pinch
Today, I have also gained
People come in your life
People just walk away
You wished for all happiness
You wished they'd stay
But they leave you forever
The wait's gonna end never
Just one word NO to you
They say
They don't look back
And walk away
The pain they leave behind
They don't care
Life's just like that
and It IS fair
You hurt someone
Some one hurts you
Tit for tat it's said
Hence happened to you.
Go get your life back
for a while now
Things will change
I know somehow
You will be up and around
Just hang in there
Let your thoughts see
A new joy everywhere
Learn lessons even though
It's very hard to do so
After such bleeds
Let a new yourself grow.
--22nd August 10
No one likes to be alone
Neither of you or me
Wants to be sad at home
No one deserves to cry
No one deserves no joy
No one's heart should ever
Be flung apart like a toy
I realize how bad it feels
Silence when you start to hear
New conversations come to an end
Left are old memories mere
Now I know how much I hurt you
Now I know how much you've pained
As the same pain and pinch
Today, I have also gained
People come in your life
People just walk away
You wished for all happiness
You wished they'd stay
But they leave you forever
The wait's gonna end never
Just one word NO to you
They say
They don't look back
And walk away
The pain they leave behind
They don't care
Life's just like that
and It IS fair
You hurt someone
Some one hurts you
Tit for tat it's said
Hence happened to you.
Go get your life back
for a while now
Things will change
I know somehow
You will be up and around
Just hang in there
Let your thoughts see
A new joy everywhere
Learn lessons even though
It's very hard to do so
After such bleeds
Let a new yourself grow.
--22nd August 10
Hallucination
The night's here
No place for light
Walking down the beach
I am dressed in white
As I leave footprints
On the wet sand
The moon seems close
Oh ! Will it just land?
A distant voice
Calls out to me
I hear it's you
Together, you want to be
I run with frenzy
On the wet ground
Silence now gets pierced
My footsteps is the sound
I keep running
I reach the place where I'd started
How could it be you
Five years ago death had us parted..
Hallucinations... they still visit
Haunt me reminding you aren't here
Or may be it's just a hang over
After all, I had a hell lot of beer :P
-- 27th August 10
2:30 am :P
No place for light
Walking down the beach
I am dressed in white
As I leave footprints
On the wet sand
The moon seems close
Oh ! Will it just land?
A distant voice
Calls out to me
I hear it's you
Together, you want to be
I run with frenzy
On the wet ground
Silence now gets pierced
My footsteps is the sound
I keep running
I reach the place where I'd started
How could it be you
Five years ago death had us parted..
Hallucinations... they still visit
Haunt me reminding you aren't here
Or may be it's just a hang over
After all, I had a hell lot of beer :P
-- 27th August 10
2:30 am :P
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