Monday, April 12, 2010




It happened one harsh summer afternoon – abhisek suggested that i watch the matrix instead of doing what i usually do – play computer games. I will thank that suggestion for the rest of my life ‘coz through the act of implementing it i realised what could probably be my biggest passion – collecting and watching movies from all over the world. Today i and abhisek have together built a movie collection that we are quite proud of, and something that we believe can challenge any collector’s archive.
But this collection comprises predominantly English and foreign language movies and only about 10% Indian movies. Whenever i used to watch latin American, French, Italian or even west asian movies i used to wonder why in such an atmosphere of intense experimentation Indian film makers choose the safest middle path. Well not any more. Indian cinema has long been bifurcated into mainstream commercial cinema and parallel cinema, innocently or snobbishly named an “art film”. A marriage of the two is what eluded the Indian audience big time, except on certain widely separated durations. But today i see hope, and not only me alone... judging by reactions of the generation of my age, i guess everybody is hopeful. i see a few prominent players who are leading this revolution – Anurag Kashyap and Dibakar Banerjee being two of them. The first time i took note of Anurag Kashyap when i came to know that he is the co-writer of the brilliant movie “Satya”. Then again i noticed him in what could be his best work till date, “Black Friday”.
But what delighted me the most was “Dev D” – frankly speaking i am not an old-timer and over melodramatic old black and white hindi movies don’t cater to my taste – so i have never completely watched the oder versions of devdas and certainly i did not enjoy an overacting and pretentious srk in bhansali’s chaotic devdas. “Dev D” was devdas at its present realistic best.

The movie had an ambience that can never get out of my mind. And there was the intense “Gulaal”. Dibakar Banerjee has on the other hand brought out the true flavour of North India.
“Khosla ka Ghosla” is brilliant. When you talk of Indian comedy films like “Golmaal” always come to your mind. “Khodla ka Ghosla although not as good as “Golmaal” , nevertheless is a work of great promise. “Oye Lucky!Lukcy Oye!”, was delightful but not as good as Khosla.... But this weekend i believe i have seen a film that is a path breaker in Indian Cinema - a film named “LSD”. Its a brave work and believe me, every move in the movie has moved me in some way or the other. I must say the movie has left a deep impression in my mind just like what Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sanchez’ “The Blair Witch Project” did to me. Its a brilliant movie that i will watch over and over again. Bravo, fellow Bengali – you make me feel proud ! apart from these, there has been a marked difference in which the erstwhile tree-to-tree fleeting Indian superstars approach commercial cinema these days. Srk has come out of his comfort zone to perform challenging roles in “swades”, “chak de..” and “mnk”, though it must be said that its only swades in which he has not over acted. Since the late 90s aamir khan had switched gears to thinking cinema based on unconventional plots and has shown great promise both as a director and an actor. When you see young directors like farhan actor make movies like “dil chahta hai “ or a sriram raghavan making “johny gaddar” , you are only filled with hope. However there is always a fear that this trend might lead to the westernization of Indian cinema. Here it has to be noted that modern Mexican , French, Italian, argentine, Israeli, Iranian films mostly depict the local rather than the foreign. Hopefully india walks the same way or a better untrodden road if there be one !

One can hope only wish that the day is not far when the likes scorcese, spielberg, coppola, lean, Nolan start emerging from india

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Pathanwadi, Mumbai - 400097 !

in Mumbai... they say, u should never stop ! unfortunately, before joining TCS all dat i used to think was.. "stay stopped, dont start !". so in an effort to accustom myself to a city, dats a polar opposite of Kolkata, i hav started puttin on a garb of pretence - as if i am the busiest in d world. with this pseudo sense of being busy comes the pseudo sense of being Mr. Attitude.... see, how well i analysed my newer self.. :D
but people who pretend too much need the minor-est of shocks to get back to who they really are.. 'coz these minor shocks r d ones dat catch dem off-guard nd unprepared.
so who gave me, "Mr. i-know-everythig", this minor yet massive shock...

a western railway ticket supervisor at the ticket counter.

dat night while returning from office i finally decided to purchase ticket from malad to belapur... i used d word "finally" 'coz for d previous 4 days i had hoped against all hope dat i wud b withdrawn from belapur :D ....
so i smartly walked to d ticket counter nd asked the man, "give me a monthly nd an ID card". better b said dat in case of monthly tickets u only need to give ur name nd a photograph, they dont ask much questions after dat. however dis man was different. in a distinct north-indian-english accent (in india every regiion has its customised version of british english), "whaat ij ur name ?"... i replied back, "somnath s-a-r-k-a-r". he asked "whhere do u live ?".. i replied back in a fake marathi accent (imagine a bengali trying to speak in a fake marathi accent with a north indian - 3 regions different regions of india utilised to make one national language work :D), "mala-ad". i had heard this accent during railway announcements inside d train. he asked back, "whhere in malad ?"... by this tym i was getting pissed... so i replied back in more fluent english, "pathanwadi" (though pathanwadi is not an english word :D). the man smiled and asked again... "what is the pin code for pathanwadi ?"..... oh o o o ..... i replied, "4 0 0 ........". the man laughed sarcastically, "dont ebhen know whhere u live.. he he . its 400097.. hehe". already naked, as i was without my garb of pretence, i just took the ticket, "thank u".. nd walked towards the auto stand... :D
i returned home nd after dinner i analysed dis whole incident nd i laughed for about 10 mins (my sis nd mom were asleep obviously)... hugely criticised myself nd went 2 sleep reciting, "pathanwadi is 400097 !"

Friday, January 8, 2010

Mumm in Mumbai !!!

so.. i'm in Mumbai.. finally !

hard to believe that i've already travelled around 2 indian states inside 3 months. not quite normal for a guy used to staying at home in kolkata for most of the time.

life in mumbai is xactly a polar opposite to my beloved Kolkata. it's a busy relentless life, not quite the comfortable and relaxed life in Kolkata. Needless to say... i miss Kolkata very much inspite of the fact that i am wid my family members here in Mumbai. in Kolkata, the very glimpse of a smile in every bengali face is sufficient to invigourate you. here you dont see smiling faces. people here are busy.. or at least pseudo-busy.
life in the software industry is not really tough but it's xtremely boring, as of now. ask me, why boring ?... i do what i've always done - sit in front of a PC throughout the day, but what i do in my PC is what matters. its not my usual FIFA practice sessions but rather uninteresting self learning sessions. all that the trainees get to do is complete a huge number of web trainings. and thanks to these web trainings, paint has become the most favoured application out here (copy paste your answers for later reference). a software engineer's life has not turned out to be something that i had xpected. coding has taken a backseat and its all about the xternal glitter. Back in the 16th century William Shakespeare had figured out that,

"all that glisters is not gold, often have you heard that told, many a man his life hath sold, guilded tombs do worms infold, but my outside to behold, had you been as wise bold old ....... your suit is cold"

(wrote it spontaneously without referring to google, so the mistakes - it's one of my favourite paragraphs in literature, Merchant of Venice taught in class 8-10). unfortunately people don't realise it this 21st century. i have given more tests on etiquette, english, email writing than the ones on programming concepts, yet i'm an assistant systems engineer. Being a fan of the films "Into The Wild" and "Forrest Gump", i would love to be a free thinking man but unfortunely am bounded in this world of formalities.

neways.. now im looking forward to my next trip to my beloved hometown. my life in kolkata was a continuous quantity but here in mumbai it has been discretised. my mother is coming here on the 22nd... and i'm dying to have the roshogollas that she's bringing along with her.