Thursday, November 24, 2011

"Rockstar"-- journey starts with no end..



It was a Friday afternoon and was listening radio, heard one of the RJ saying “The first half is English daru and second half is Desi daru in Hinglish Bottle” I set aback. Then started to ask my friends who have been to movie, got the same replies in different responses. Ahha, then the day came when I stepped into the hall and was thinking about all those comments I heard.. finally, I saw a very deshi Hariyanvi boy covering the huge screen and having that passion for music. Simply simple;-)  He was unaware of pain and eternal feeling of self discovery, unable to relate the real music with pain finally started his journey with music in a deep search of pain to make it more eternal, more real.
The Rockstar is not the journey of an individual to become a “Rockstar” it’s a journey of a Rockstar,  unknown of what can be achieved and lost while falling in love and following his passion.  Imtiaz Ali’s direction is speechless. Those kashmiri galiya, hariyanwi ,Ranbir’s atypical appearance and last but not the least Nargis’s beauty irrespective of  her “Hinglish”. Imtiaz Ali has made a point that story line can be same for every movie but the idea of portraying  it on wide screen can be different and more proficient  every time. “Jab We Met” was something about falling in Love ,getting Lost and rising in Love again bt “Rockstar” is a story of “Lost”, “Love” and eventually its “Love” . You cannot think about other than Ranbir kapoor  in those 3 hrs. “Rockstar” is an ultimate combination of Imtiaz’s  imagination, Ranbir’s Presentation and Rehman’s Music. One cannot deny the fact that “Rockstar” has a combination of 3 genius with 1 passion.
The melodious voice of Mohit Chauhan made me more inclined towards the music , its lyrics and Ranbir’s character. I could see myself being lost in “Jordan” at one point of time and at other point of time I felt myself dwell in “Heer”, It was something which is not only for everyone but it was something for those who fall in love with their own self , with their passion and with their love everyday . It was a search , sometimes its lust and sometimes its craziness on the screen. Sometimes its just an ordinary story and sometimes its an unexpected end. I heard people saying the end is quiet dissatisfied because here the story was not to make two people together at the end and “paisa Vasool”, it was a story to search one’s own self,to discover “Jordan’s” own self. Its not about taking everything, its about “Leaving”, here “Giving” will not be a perfect word because “Jordan” was not ready to give up anything, he had to leave for his “Love” which he discovered in a later part of his life while he was on the battle field with his fame, passion and self discovery.
                                           

This was all about something I felt, I analyzed and I enjoyed last weekend with a Guy who was struggling to discover his own self by relating pain to his music.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Lost inside the fake LOVE !!




I was lost in a hope to trust one’s fake love...
But you came along; I believed it was making me alive again
Care was all needed, love was all needed to me
you came to hold me; you came to protect me...
You came to bring those rays to make me feel high
Love was something I was in search for.
I was afraid of tumbling down but you assured me to hold my hand.. 
Suddenly it was changing; I can feel it was all different to me.
You were there to heal me from within, To let me touch those high skies,
I met an angel, I met a Life,  I died, I crawl  and I began to rise
I cried to touch you from within, I pleaded to feel you from within,
You made it worse again, you made me bruised again,
I dreamt, I lived, I hoped to be with you but I am shattered again
I am killing my dreams again, I am following those dark paths again,
There was something , which I really wanted do
To Love you , was all I needed to do .