Acchi ni lagi? Koi baat ni. Woh toh waise bhi tumhari kahani hai. Par meri kahani kuch aur hai.
Pata hai 'Tamasha' ne kuch sikhaya. Ye sikhaya ki 'Baccha kabil bano Kaabil....Kaamyabi toh saala jhak maar ke piche aayegi'. Ye samjha? Nahi na? Thik hai phir. Toh ye suno...
Aajkal ho ye raha hai ki ... actually likhte likhte sir dard hora hai. Ye soch soch kar ki Insaan jo bolta hai woh actually me karta kyu nahi hai? Jo andar hai woh bahar kyu ni aata? Banna kuch aur tha par phir wahi papa ki phatkaar ne hume line pe laa diya aur humne unka man-pasand kirdaar chun liya. Jo ki hum humaari puri zindagi nibhaate chale jaate hai. Uss kirdaar me hum itne magn ho jaate hai ki jab koi puchta hai na, 'Bhai, Woh kaun tha?' 'Kon Woh?' 'Arre woh! Jo maine akele me dekha tha, jo maine kuch dino pehle khoja tha, jo maine haal hi me tumhara ek naya roop dekha tha?'
'Woh? Woh main ni hu!' 'Arre! Maine Dekha tha! Sach!'
Par woh jisne dekha tha, woh ye kaise samjhe ki jab tak hum khud ko na samjhe tab tak ye 'realisation' bekaar hai. Asal me hum kya hai ... woh toh hume pata hi nahi. Sirf ek gadhe ki tarah jisse aankh band karke gaajar dikhayi jaa rahi hai...bas chalte jaa rahe hain andha-dhun....
Phir ek samay baad, jab hume ehsaas hota hai ki 'Main toh ye hoon hi nahi Tara...Main toh kuch aur hu..!' Tab thodi akkal thikaane aati hai ki 'Haa Bolo! Naa Bolo! Tie Pehno! Average! Mediocre! Ordinary!' Hum ye sab kab tak karenge? Kab tak acting karte rahein humari khud ki zindagi mein? Kab tak hum khud se ye berukhi karte rahenge?
I just watched 'Tamasha'. Gone mad I tell you. Right moment in my life when I got to watch this awesome movie. Well, people are critizing it because to be honest, it isn't what Bollywood so allegedly defines a movie. Chalo thik hai, writer ne at least audience ko lubhaane ke liye make-out session toh dikhaya hai. Par kya karein? Audience thodi message se khush hoti hai. Unhe toh mirch masala chahiye na. Thoda namak bhi aur thoda nimbu bhi. Yaar movie Colgate thodi hai jo pure masale ke dabbe ke saath aayegi. What I don't understand is that why couldn't the people understand what Imtiaz Ali was telling through his direction in the movie. Yahi baat 3 Idiots ne toh aapko acche se samjha di thi. Aur aapko acchi bhi lagi thi? Kyu? Phir? Phir kya? Yaar movie badi boring hai. Apne type ki nahi hai!
Whatever! Nowadays I had been thinking seriously about life. Kya hoga agar main aage jaake life se bore ho gayi toh? Kya hoga jab mera khud ka job mujhe ek phaansi ke phande ki tarah lagne lagega? It's like you're talking about marriage and you haven't married the guy you wanted to marry. And then, when your family has begun and according to Preeti Shenoy everything worth conversing had been talked about.....so now what? What next? What to do with life now? We think think think and think. Jab koi raasta nahi milta, hum bhi Ved aka Ranbir ki tarah woh boodhe baba se poochne chale jaate hain. In short, doosro se opinions, views, comments and blah blah blah maangne lagte hai. Par akhir me ye pata chalta hai ..... ki jo aage ki kahani hai woh toh hume khud hi likhni hai. Toh why not start now? At the beginning? Kyu na abhi se hum woh karein jo hume tab karne ka mann karega? Why waste the time? Tab society se ladne se accha hai hum abhi lad lete hain. Kyu? 'Kyu??'