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Longhand. Rape story

stranger. strange. stare.

The guy in his early 40’s on phone,’ please call the client and ask, if he is coming for the case. He was not there on the last hearing as well. And if he doesn't reply just drop him a message. And don’t forget to update the list of all the filed cases for the month.’ Next was the announcement,’ next station is New Delhi. Please keep left while de-boarding the train ‘. I was trying to take a small nap. But suddenly I heard,’ please call the client and ask, if he….’the same words I heard earlier, from the same guy. He repeated the same conversation, again. Without any error. A complete photocopy of his earlier conversation. It puzzled me. I stared at him from the corner of my eyes. He was busy recalling or reassuring himself that the thing he told the person on phone was right. He was completely taken away by the anxiety and restlessness. The work that had gulped him completely. It had made him an alien among the human masses. Such is a life. A strange one that makes you meet many strangers. Every now and then.  To demonstrate and give a teaching, of how to love and live your life to the fullest. 

un-touching story

Two childhood buddies. Grew up together. But gave space to each other, since their childhood. Which was enough to keep them apart, when they became adults. Now people question their space, when they see the wide gap between these two front teeth.  

A solitude nail on the wall

Someone might have nailed it,

To put up his evidence of accomplishment.

But, on second thought, would have left it,

Maybe, he wanted to explore some other place,

That would grab the eyeballs of the on-lookers.

Since then, it’s there, though, standing tall,

Among the crowded and successful nails on the wall.

Waiting for his own day, that will make him be the real star.

It believed, the patience always pays, and in this hope

With all pride, gathering all confidence, without any complaints,

He looked up and straight up the sky, to pray god,

To give him that day as soon as possible.

Finally, the day was here.

To applaud his struggle and to present him

The crown of victory.

A big crack on the wall, that made it fall,

From a great height to the greatest of stature.

It got three more nails to network with,

And a bigger and a classier wall with

A spotlight on its head.

A world renowned museum,

With a million dollar painting on the nail.

It celebrated its joie de vivre with his newly-found friends,

With regular spectators looking and appreciating the painting, indirectly to it.

Now, he is a rich nail, shining bright, heads high in pride.

A nail of worth.

Finally, nailed it. 

A Movie, That I Will Direct Will Be Something Like Something…

Title of the movie, I don’ know. I haven’t figured it out yet. A rock band, a fruit, a folk dress of Andalusia, a xylophone, a spaceship, extinct species, sound of sharks, the process of making wines, a nursery rhyme, a popular painting, a word from dictionary, billionaire’s son’s name or just a cap of a designer pen, could be the basis to decide a name of the movie. Or it could be one not mentioned in the list.

Cut to, the casting. Woah! Excited. Quite a few names are already popping up in my mind. But. But it is legends versus the aspiring and struggling actors. The stars of silver screen versus the stars in their peer group. My own favorites versus the opportunists.

But I want to make a super hit flick. One that will break all records. Completes all silver, golden, diamond, titanium jubilees et al. That’s for sure.

Now comes the indispensable part of the movie. How it will be? What will be the plot or the story? And yes, I have numerous options for it too. Some record breaking and award winning ideas. Some truly novel ideas. Some autobiographies. Remakes. Historical identities. Science fictions. Action-horror-comedy-thriller, not necessarily in the same order. And yes the blogs, the real life stories garnished with some masala, tadka, latkas and jhatkas. Or simply an online script-writing contest.

 I think that sounds good.

Tan-tan-la-la-hey-hey-ho-ho. No. I have not got insane. But just thinking about the music. The melodious tracks. The lyrics. The rhythms. And of course, striking the right chord. Because, I believe, it’s the music that an audience enjoys in a movie the most. It’s a way to reach to their pocket. Don’t take me wrong. I meant, the driving force to pull them to the theatres. And let me tell you one secret . Because I’m little nervous. Music is also my back-up plan. A hit music.

Actually, it gave me another idea. If my movie, god forbids, doesn’t work then I can make a music video. Using the same music for a music video. Recycling in a real sense. As we know that music is a universal language. So it will be a musical film.

I have suddenly started feeling busy. I am already up for my second project.

Now, I don’t know how to end this blog. Should I say THE END. Or TO BE CONTINUED… ( with other aspects of the movie like location, time duration, sets et al). Or A Movie, That I Will Direct Will Be Something Like Something 2…