Abi Delhi Door Hai!

During the first year of Journalism, when we didn't even know what is in the curriculum, what subjects we have to study, I had already started enquiring about Internship and I was damn sure that I will do my summer training at Delhi. Occasionally I used to ask my batch mates, even before they would give me an answer, my answer would be ''moon Delhi re Koribi". I don't know why I was so inclined to do something in Delhi in Mass Communications.

I grilled Raja (1999) asking questions about his internship experience at Zee News, so to Bandita (2001) and even to that hunk – Anurag Arora (2000 –BJ) popularly known as Tony Arora who did his summer training at an Advt. agency in Delhi and according to him he was immediately offered an job on his internship performance.

Delhi was always known as the hub for Journalists/Journalism. During my brief stay in Delhi before joining Journalism, I had many times seen how the TV Journalists used to run behind our Politicians in Akbar Road & Aurangzeb road to get their sound bites. Maybe I was quiet fascinated by that, or carried away by good time I had spent listening the chirping birds at dusk at India Gate, drinking tea at three in the night with bihari friends, eating Gongoora Chicken at Andhra Bhavan ( Firozshah Road), Mewad prem Ice cream at Lodhi Colony, seeing movies on ten rupees ticket at Satyam (Patel Nagar) & Priya (Chankyapuri), drinking water for rupee one at Kendriya Terminal or eating dosha at rupees five at INS building behind All India Radio.

I wanted to go to Delhi.

Five months passed in the first year and my friends were not much bothered till then about internship, but I had already started enquiring about the internship dates. So many things happened during those precious three months in my life, I forgot everything. Most of my friends did their internship at Delhi - Jayant, Sanat, Mihir, Rashmi, Lakshmi - who never had any plans. I had to settle at All India Radio, Berhampur and The Hindu, Vishakapatnam. I felt so bad. Now I was mentally prepared that if not Internship at least I will start my work in Delhi. I passed out in 2002. Four years have since passed, most of my friends are working and well placed in Delhi, others who are working elsewhere had made a point to visit Delhi at least once. I am here in the southern most State of the country, still hoping that I will go to Delhi someday, maybe I am not keen working there, but I want to eat mewad prem, eat gongoora chicken, listen to the chirping birds at India Gate, want to walk on Akbar and Aurangzeb road, see all my friends at Munirka and Katwaria Sarai and board the metro train ( the last two are the latest addition).

But again! abi delhi door hai !


Vijay

Where are the Moolahs, Maulvis, Fathers and Pandits ?

A small scene in the movie or a small article in the media can hurt the sentiments of our people, for which they can destroy marketplaces, stop the trains and transport, close the schools and colleges and can bring the whole life to a standstill. Reason, they site is that it has hurt the sentiments of the people/religion/nation or whatsover it is. And whatever they have done is the reflection of the national sentiment.
Does a small cartoon or picture or a writing has such a sentiment?
Recently in Kendrapara, a district in Orissa, some people of a community didn't participate in the Pulse Polio Immunisation Camp, saying that it may retard the growth of the child and lead to impotency. After much counselling by the health workers, some sent their daughters but not their sons. This is the level of knowledge and literacy there, it was a national press item, but where were our maulvis and pandits. I don't think this can be of any cause for them to come forward.
Till our so called messiahs and godfathers behave in such way, India can never be free from such dreaded diseases. A day will come when every second person in the country will have an HIV infection and the disease like Polio will be found only in our country.

Fanna: Dekhna Hai Manna - Lekin Zaroor Dekhna

Fanna...BJP...Narmada Bachao Andolaan...Aamir Khan...Burning Effigies..All News Channels......Discussion forums...Wah Kya Publicity Hai !

The more you restrict the people, the more is the curiosity. The same thing happened with Fanna, there was a blanket ban to screen the movie in Gujarat but people watched it, and will watch it. Maybe not in the theatres, pirated DVDs hai na.

I too watched it ! of course I never miss a Aamir Khan movie, but there was lot of curiosity to watch it in the first week, rather than waiting for some more time. Media Zindabaad!

Fanna !
Shero Shayari ka Kya kehana

Movie is good, editing is good, cinematography is excellent...the story has many flaws, but overall a good one to watch.

Kajol is Blind, she is blind even after she gets her eyesight back, she never even thought how a Muslim person, a local city guide ( maybe 10th pass or graduation without honours)... can return in the form of a Hindu Army Captain after the interval. Kajol's house is like those cindrella stories which we used to visualize while reading comics ...a beautiful house, snow falling outside the window panes and with all the modern amenities..... The location of the house is such that there is neither a single shop nor any market nearby but the house is completly stocked with all the items right from stacks of Whisky bottles for apna Rishi to fried cashewnuts. Even after a heavy snowfall outside, the electric power in the house is there for 24 hours, as well as the NDTV 24X7 channel (a paid channel) which you usually don't find in most of the two or three tiered towns.

Aamir khan and his kid can take hot shower and bubble bath in the bathtub but poor Kajol has to fetch a bucket of water from the nearby flowing stream. The retired Colonel has a Radio signal in his house, I wonder why and who has given him the permission, at least the HAM radio would have made some sense. Aamir Khan can become a Captain in the regiment in the place of someone...Vow he can become anyone and anything ..Zaroor Shaktimaan hoga.

Well ! enough of critics...Movie is good...the old lucknowi moolahs with Hookhas ( the la-hol-vil-ku-vat types) will definetly like the shero shayari as well as the broken hearts, who can rewind the dialogues, note it down and can put in the love letters and slam books to impres their dilrubas.

Kajol is gorgeous...Costumes are nice.....specially the lengthy embroideried skirts. Taboo's role is simply waste

Everyone dies in the end, except Kajol and her kid. Now if you want me to make a sequel of this movie, what will Kajol do to earn her living

Bheek or Moojra ?

Movie is a good entertainer for a weekend ( popcorn ke saath)