Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Thursday, October 6, 2011

How Much We Understood Cinema


What an immense day it was! But before I describe The Day, let’s have a peek in the flashback. It was the evening of 4th October, 2011. Everyone was constantly changing their DPs. There were constant status updates expressing the excitement and nervousness for the next big day. Each and every KC SYBMMite was making sure that every single thing was in place to avoid any eleventh hour glitches. I was literally begging everyone to like the Facebook Page of MilegiNa? and at the same time was thinking of statuses to put up and keep the page active. I was also tweeting about the same and failing at the same time to get retweets. All of this was happening when I got a text from my team member. It read, “We have to be in college tomorrow early because the editing is still left.” Tsunami, earthquake and volcano occurred at the same time. WHAT!!! But there was nothing much that I could do at that time, so I agreed.

Bas. Flashback khatam.

Now let’s come to 5th October, 2011. What a mammoth day it was. I reached college at 07:14:56 A.M. Simran and Hiten came in around 8:00:02 A.M. and at 8:00:004 A.M. we started with the remaining editing. (Wondering why I am being so specific about the time? Know this, BMM students are very particular about time because we waste that a lot in the beginning and that is the only thing which we don’t have later.). There was a virtual chaos and I was absolutely clueless about the happenings. As time passed, everyone started coming in wearing confidence, excitement and nervousness. All of them were ready with their CDs and PDs and we still had 25% editing left to do.

Since the clock is known for not stopping, that damn thing didn’t stop even yesterday in spite of knowing how desperately we wanted it to stop. The screening started at the scheduled time and everyone settled in their seats. We were still downstairs, editing. Our teammates were constantly SMSing us giving us the countdown. 1st movie over. 2nd movie over. 3rd movie over. Ugh! I don’t know about others but I was losing out on my patience but still tried to keep my calm. (Is this a paradox or an irony here?) When the 4th movie was playing on the 4th floor, we were wrapping up on the ground floor. Next movie was Milegi Na? and we were ready. *Phew* Just like the rest, we too were wearing confidence, excitement and nervousness.  And the movie began. Incierto Productions Presents…

That's My Team
What happened after that is difficult to put in words. That feeling, that moment, it was all magical. Everyone was cheering and clapping and encouraging. Hiten had proved it again. Milegi Na? managed to grab the Best Director and Best Screenplay award. Hiten, Rinky, Aishwarya, Simran, Navreen, Alisha Bhimani, Fatema, Hesha, and Vinod made up for the best team. All the fights, clashes, frustration, everything vanished amongst the applause. And then we went to Mc Donald’s to celebrate Milegi Na?. After all Food is what Indians usually think of when they think about celebration.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Marooned


There are times when I stand convinced that time is a flawed concept. ‘Time heals everything’ is nothing but just three naive words put together with no authentic meaning attached to it. Man probably came up with this to ease his pain. Although deep down his heart, he is aware that time had nothing to do with the healing. Instead it was ‘Realization’.

Perhaps he took that course of time firstly; to prove those three words true and secondly, man adores sorrow and pain. Without those, life would become tasteless for him. Sorrow and pain are like Sodium and Chloride in his recipe of life.
But the matter of fact is that time had certainly nothing to do with the recovery of the wounds which once upon a time seemed they would worsen. The realization I talked about could have cropped up that very moment or maybe in a few days, months, years or maybe never.

Very casually people ask me if I have ‘moved on’. Allow me to ask what does ‘moving on’ imply? They ask if I am ‘over it’. Please edify how do you ‘get over’ something? Does it infer that all the memories you built in the course of time just vanish like that? That every time you hear of it you do not fight the urge to break down? You forgo all those moments and ‘move on’ because apparently you are ‘over it’.

But then again, doesn’t this same man also claim that ‘memories never fade’? Is it an excuse to the argument that you have moved on but apparently haven’t completely recovered? The scars haven’t faded yet?


It’s true that we try to run away from memories that bring grief and make our heart ache. But then the same heart also tells us that no matter wherever you go, no matter whatever you do, no matter however hard you try, you will fail every time. It will make sure you fail.

Now maybe in your defence you’ll say ‘life is complicated’. No. Life is not complicated. Life is simple. It’s your life and you know best that your life cannot be complicated. It has nothing to do with time or memories. These elements rather make your life beautiful. Intention and wish are the elements that decide what you get out of yourself. Do not say that you did not choose this for yourself. Cause if you didn’t then who?