Never blame a day in your life.
Good days give you happiness.
Bad days give you experience.
Both are essential in life!
All are Gods blessings!
Never blame a day in your life.
Good days give you happiness.
Bad days give you experience.
Both are essential in life!
All are Gods blessings!
In this modern world,
People do not pay heed to the advice of their elders including their parents, teachers, etc.
But they blindly follow the instructions of certain posts and some memes.
Those posts and memes instruct them to do utter nonsense things which is nothing but just a waste of time.
But people will react on every post whether its funny or not they will laugh, whether it is logical or not, they will accept it.
But they ignore being happy with their family and friends.
They ignore the reality of life.
They ignore the present.
In short, they ignore the real happiness over virtual happiness.
One key thing you must keep in mind in order to build a strong personal value is to be careful of the company you keep.
The people around you have a great influence on your overall value
And ultimately contribute ti your success and failure.
Sometimes universe reminds us how beautiful an end and a beginning can be just like a sunrise and sunset,
It also reminds us how alone are we with our own thoughts.
Sometimes there is always a wish and hope for a random encounter, when someone enters our life and sparkles it throughout with positive vibes and healthy emotions.
But maturity is when we realize that we can be happy all by our own and chasing something will always end with disappointment.
There is also a downside to this kind of thought, we cannot be alone and by ourselves for too long. Purity of human souls are defined with intellectual connections and empowering conversations .
When someone has a true soul, they will make an effort to reach out to you.
Dear Mind,
Ok, I want to confess today that I am extremely tired with your habit of overthinking.
Can you just stop this for one day? You keep pondering over making my head busy with all those unimportant topics.
It feels my head has turned into a garbage bin where all the waste thoughts are buried, they keep on playing their tunes. I seem to be stuck in those thoughts. It is almost 6 hours I am engaged in your daily course of overthinking.
Will u kindly stop? Otherwise I will burst..
From,
Someone who is over-thinking.
Sometimes its all dark,
Sometime its all sunshine,
No matter what will be there
Just Move on.
Just move on and do not stop.
When you find dark in any situation,
Have the patience to analyze the darkness and keep moving.
Do not sit back and cry
Because this world is running much faster
Than you can even imagine.
Time passes with a blink of an eye
So, do not waste it thinking about the past.
If you got a wound, then it is natural; you feel the pain
But that is just a temporary one.
Don’t think too much
Just move on.
If you are reading same page of a book again and again,
Then you never get to know what is on the next page,
So, turn the page and enjoy it.
We are surrounded by individuals
Like the sun surrounded by planets,
Still we feel lonely and dismal
Because it’s all in our mindsets.
Quintessence of our character and nature
Akin to nobody cares and nobody dares,
Yet we sense those attachments and bonds
And it is all fair.
Sometimes terribly hurt, sometimes awfully joyous
This is all that a person caters,
At the end of the day
This is that matters.
Try living like an innocent child,
With open thoughts that are running wild.
Living in their own world so sweet,
Where all are welcomed for a treat.
Of course they do cry for their sorrow,
But laugh with happiness they borrow.
Thinking straight and talking what they feel,
For what they see and hear is real.
Trusting even the strangers, making a quick friend,
And none are their foes, none they ever offend.
So, if you ever want to enjoy life’s ride,
Try at least once, living like a child.
I am the one who believes my path
I am the one who hates my insecurity
I am the one who fights for my happiness
I am the one who creates restrictions to my identity
I am the one who heals my pain with my words.
I am a WOMAN, I am a WRITER.
GENRE- Crime, Thriller, Suspense
Streaming On- Zee5
Language- Hindi
CAST- Mouni Roy, Purab Kohli, Kulraj Randhawa, Pravesh Rana.
Created By- Kanwal Sethi, S. Hussain Zaidi
Music- Sanket Naik, Ravi Singhal.
Release Date- 18. 09. 2020.
Plot- London Confidential revolves around another deadly virus that has been spreading at the Indo-China border. A R&AW agent, Biren Ghosh has enormous evidences regarding this, which he is supposed to be presenting at a conference in London. But before the conference, he goes missing.
Review- Perhaps the first Hindi film shot and completed during the Covid pandemic, London Confidential even has the virus as a plot point.
The somewhat confusing narrative involves finding a Chinese source who has agreed to spill the beans about a new deadly virus which can destabilise the world. The RAW agent tracking that source is bumped off and so his fellow associate Uma (Mouni Roy) is on to it. Suspecting the work of a mole within, Uma seeks help of the Indian Ambassador to UK, Nirupama (Kulraj Randhawa) even as more honey traps and murders take place.
Created by S. Hussain Zaidi, London Confidential works more like a whodunit than a true blue espionage thriller. Everytime Uma gets close to a suspect, he or she is bumped off (needlessly) and the needle of suspicion shifts to another fellow. In this way, half the supporting cast is either kidnapped or killed..Tee hee!!
Set in picturesque London city, the film passes muster on the technical front but doesnt engage you the way a spy thriller should. The culprit lies in the casting. Mouni Roy doesnt suit the lead role shes saddled with. Purab Kohli looks utterly unconvincing as a R&AW officer.
The surprise element of the film is Kulraj Randhawa playing Nirupama who not only looks gorgeous but delivers a graceful performance. Hoping to see her in more films now.
Overall, London Confidential is not at all bad for an OTT viewing. The limited run time of just one hour fifteen minutes with no song dance routine works in its favour.
PROs-
l Purab Kohli and Kulraj Randhawa’s Performance.
l Cinematography
l Plot ( If it would have been Executed better it would have rocked)
l Music
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CONs-
> Casting. (Specially Mouni Roy)
> 10% Suspense.
> Poor screenplay and story telling
> Execution
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FINAL RATING- 5/10. (Hurts me to give so low)
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VERDICT- One time watch.
Modern Science is obsessed with knowing “WHAT” you are and your behaviour for market benefits.
Spirituality observantly enables knowing “WHO” you are and gives the profundity on everyone’s behaviour for a better world.
If someone teaches you good things just learn it because they are nothing less than any teacher.
Only lucky people get someone who teaches them good things in life.
Silence works when you have nothing to say. It works when you feel you’ll say too much.
The best part is it works with your special expressions. It hurts more than words. It pisses people off.
With silence you do not have to look back and regret what you had said.
The only problem that comes with it is looking back and regretting what you could have said.
GENRE- Crime, Thriller, Suspense
Streaming On- Amazon Prime
Language- Hindi
CAST-
l Manoj Bajpayee as Srikant Tiwari, an analyst in TASC
l Priyamani as Suchitra Iyer Tiwari, Srikant's wife
l Sharib Hashmi as JK Talpade, Srikant's colleague at TASC
l Neeraj Madhav as Moosa Rahman {Al Qatil}
l Kishore as Imraan Pasha, Force One leader
l Gul Panag as Saloni, Shrikant's Commanding Officer
l Dalip Tahil- Kulkarni
l Sharad Kelkar- Arvind
Director- Pradeep Sarkar.
Music- Ketan Sodha
Plot- The Family Man Season 1 comprising of 10 episodes of average 45 mins each shows Manoj Bajpayee(as Srikant Tiwari) working for special cell of the National Investigation Agency on marring terrorist attracts on India while struggling to maintain his family responsibilities and keeping his work secretive.
Review- The story is predictable, nothing new. The pace of the series is good and once you start watching it, you will pretty much end up watching all episodes at a go. The beginning allows viewers to get acquainted with the lifestyle of the family of Srikant Tiwari , although the later half seems to carry incidents at a faster pace giving each very little time to develop with logic. Srikant Tiwari is always the decision taker and soon takes on the wings of a risk taking heroic officer who goes out not thinking twice to catch the bad guys. Overall it seems as if almost in no time every plan by the terrorists are made, then put into action in such a small amount of time. On the NIA's end too it takes no time to get information about these plans and they are able to reach the culprits almost immediately with hardly any plan of action, just by depending on one man Srikant Tiwari. So the script becomes less convincing.
The performances by the lead cast including the child actors Mehek Thakur and Vedant Sinha are brilliant. The direction by Raj and D.K. is decent. The cinematography, the editing or dialogues, nothing seems amiss and beautifully knits the thriller-drama with well embedded wit and sarcasm.
The series highlights some of the critical issues our society and community leaders fail to resolve which leads to larger consequences like inter communal violences, mob lynching, corruption and home-grown terrorists.
Overall, the series deals with India's unsettlement with Pakistan , the Kashmiris living a life of fear, suspicion, oppression, narrow minded self-seeking politicians using religious discrimination for their own interests, corrupted police officials , Islamic radicalization , are shown as the catalysts for synthesizing youth who are anti-nationals and some of them further on emerging as mastermind terrorists with no mercy for innocent lives of their own country.
PROs-
> The performance by all the actors.
> Music and soundtrack
> Cinematography.
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CONs-
> Storyline is quite predictible.
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FINAL RATING- 7.5/10
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VERDICT- Good series. Worth time and patience.
Face your fear and focus on the courage which you got inside.
Transform your fear to focus!
The greatest deterrent to success in life is fear.
It drains our ambition, denies us power,
and strangles our ability to overcome the challenges we face in our personal and professional lives. When we let our fear control us, we are destined to fail.
When we control our fear and channel that energy in productive ways, WE WIN.
When you need something desperately, you do not achieve it incredibly
On the contrary, when you aren’t even aware of an accomplishment, which you ideally should expect, and it is your rights, you still receive it…
So, you may want to be in the dark, awaiting for the light to brighten yourself and be optimistic!
I know.
They are gone. The voices tell me.
These voices are never lie. They always know you are gonna leave.
People call them demons in the head, but all I think of them is the epitome of honesty. They are true about every fear and even when everything is fine., they know it might be bad.
Once I was brave enough to listen to the whispers of heart in my ears. I remember it’s sound being sweet which always made me smile. But eventually it was always a lie. I have been over the lies for a while now, since I’ve been able to stab myself right in the spot, somewhere near the heart.
No wonder the demons lie in the head, not in the heart, it is easy, to be heartless than digging your brain with a knife and then realising that the voices are getting heavier more and more.
More crisp and loud.
More honest. More truthful to your soul.
It has been a long 11 years since I have lost my grandfather (JEJE, As we call in Odia). He passed away on the Mahalaya of 2009. Every nook and corner of our house is filled with his memory.
I was a kid myself, and it is sad to say that my memories about my Jeje is fading out. Before I completely forget (which I wont be able to) let me pen them down.
It is hard not to think of Jeje during any puja. The first memory of any Ganesh and Saraswati Puja is seeing Jeje ready with his Golden Dhoti and his Angavastram, and presiding over the puja. And near him sat Jeje maa (Grand mother) making beautiful garland out of the flowers plucked by Jeje and calling us out to help her. Jejemaa used to get irritated at times when Jeje’s puja used to take too long. His puja used to take so long that it used to be mid- day till we were ready for Puspanjali.
No Puja has ever been the same since Jeje left. The decorations are gone, puja ends up faster. It has never been the same and it will never be.
I distinctly remember the first and the last time, I had gone outstation with Jeje, Jejemaa and Tikki Jejemaa (My grandmother’s youngest Sister) along with my parents and cousin. We had gone to Puttaparthy, Shirdi and Tirupathi.
It was my birthday and I was extremely sad that there is no cake. My father loves buying vegetables and fruits. So, on my birthday I had cut a WATERMELON, a SPRING ONION and some other local vegetable. It was 5 in the evening and Jeje had not returned to the room. Everyone was worried. I started crying. That time there was no mobile phones or GPS to track. New place, new people, we all were wondering what if Jeje is lost. After 1 hour, I saw Jeje slowly walking in the compound of the guest house. I ran towards him, hugged him and enquired of his whereabout. He smiled and said, “It is your birthday, and good girls do not cry on their birthday. You were upset that there was no cake on your birthday. So, I had gone to buy a cake and a gift for you. Take it.”
I opened the gift and saw there was a book on Shirdi Baba. As I was small, I could not understand what was the significance of that book.
But as the days passed by, I realize that it was a blessing of my beloved grandfather. And I hope I haven’t let him down.
My Jeje still lives in our house. He is still there in our memories, in his sons and his grandchildren, in every Friday Satya Sai Bhajans where he used to sing JAI DURGA, LAKHSMI, SARASWATI SAI JAGAT MATA (No one can ever sing better than him.) He lives on in the family, that he and my grandmother managed to keep together and is still together after him.
But that emptiness can never be filled. We miss you.
You have been told this lie that you are born broken, incomplete and this life is nothing but a pursuit to find pieces to make you whole, to find someone else to make you feel whole. As if being YOU for who you are is not enough, that you have to go on this divine journey to find someone else, to find pieces scattered around the world to be you. It is a constant struggle, isn’t it?
You stay in the dark pit with a false hope that one day, in the middle of the night, someone would magically appear out of nowhere and it will all make sense. Every poem, every movie, every bollywood song will make sense at that single moment. We always had a thing for fairy tales and happy endings.
You always wonder, what does it mean to be a whole? People have seen enough strangers at two in the morning who talk about stars, the way leaves fall on the streets, about how everything is so deterministic but we look for a poetic side to feel a little something, a MEANING.
Words are funny that way, you know. They tell this lie that you will find pieces that will make you complete in a two a.m. conversation with a stranger, but you always end up leaving a part of you in them. Does that mean, in the end you are nothing but an empty shell of someone who is scattered around with strangers that you no longer remember? Perhaps its all contradictions, or may be someone being complete is someone being empty.
Perhaps we are limited by these boundaries. You are made to believe this is who you are, a close arbitrary space, nothing more and nothing less. So, you end up finding pieces to fill in the space and throw out the things that no longer fit. Yet, it never feels complete, often it is suffocating, and often its just emptiness. Some people are entwined in a way that makes them feel more, beyond the edges of who they are to a new found solace. Some, last for a few hours and some a little more.
Anyway, for me it does not matter who is complete and who is empty, the fact that matters is WHO I AM? THE REAL ME. The world and the life where there is no one else except I. It’s not MAIN AUR MERI TANHAI, Its just me where I have no one to judge me, where I make my live according to my wish.
And finally I say that I AM FOREVER COMPLETE.
What is Elegance?
For me, Elegance lies in the imagination of the writer,
How magnificently he pours his feelings and inscribe the words.
Kudos!! to all the writers out there.
GENRE- Drama
Streaming On- Disney+Hotstar
Language- Hindi, Marathi
CAST-
l Kajol as Eela Raiturkar
l Riddhi Sen as Vivan Raiturkar
l Rashi Mal as Nikita
l Tota Roy Chowdhury as Arun Raiturkar
l Neha Dhupia as Padma
l Shataf Figar as Madhavi Bhogat
l Muskan Bamne as Deepthi
l Zakir Hussain as Principal of college
Director- Pradeep Sarkar.
Music- Amit Trivedi, Raghav Sarchar
Plot- It is based on the Gujarati play, ‘Beta, Kaagdo’, written by Anand Gandhi. Mother-son relationship is really special. The beautiful bond of love which they share is beyond comprehension and literature. Pradeep Sarkar has tried to weave it in 129 minutes of cinematic brilliance. The story revolves round the struggle of a lead singer and over protective mother who left her career and ambition for her son, the son who realizes the passion and ambition of his mother and encourages her to start her career again.
Review- Kajol as Eela is a budding singer who, despite lovely voice and recognition from music industry stalwarts, is unlucky enough to not pursue her dream. She then gets married and blessed with a son, Vivan. An unorthodox thought of dying early mentally disturbs her husband who disappears into oblivion, leaving Eela and four year old Vivan all by themselves. Son who grows up in the possessive and protective shield of his mother, realises that Eela’s entire life revolves around him and only him. To break the monotony and give a purpose to his mother’s life Vivan pushes Eela to look beyond him and chase her passion, music.
Helicopter Eela is all about pure and pious emotional bond shared between a mother and child. How a mom knows everything about her offspring, how she is smarter than a smartphone when it comes to calling her brat’s bluff, how she can feel the presence of her kiddo even without seeing him or her, how she knows the various mood swings of her little one, how she always knows what’s best for her most precious jewel. Always! The film also shows maturity of the millennial who tries to make his mom understand that it is good to dedicate one’s entire life for someone else but not to the extent wherein she doesn’t have any space left for herself.
Kajol looks extremely pretty, confident and ravishing in the role. Her million dollar smile & expression is still intact. What a brilliant actress she is! Young Riddhi Sen has also done well for himself, utilising his theatrical experience to the fullest. The film has balanced share of laughter quotient and heartwarming sentiments. At times you will feel OMG thank god my mom is not pokey like Eela. Watch out for the scene when father returns home after a long hiatus and the mother-son duo asks him to go away from their lives as they are happy and content in their little cocoon, built when the man left them for no valid reason. Such a powerful message essayed by the makers. Another highlight, the songs. Peppy, melodious, lyrical and euphonious.
Overall, Except for the movie name (“Helicopter Eela”, for what joy?) and some melodrama towards the climax I did not find too many things out of place here. In today’s egocentric and insensitive world seldom do we see such alluring and selfless relationship portrayal on screen. Irrespective of the box-office outcome I wholeheartedly recommend this low budget potpourri of emotions for the loving parent or the doting child in you, or both!
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PROs-
> The performance by the leads.
> Background Music
> Strong storyline.
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CONs-
> The Name of the movie.
FINAL RATING- 7.5/10
VERDICT- Please promote and watch such movies, they deserve your love. A must watch.
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