out of a fighter

If a citizen of any nation is touched let alone killed, the governing authorities of the concerned citizen make their presence felt loud and clear. In our country, no matter how hard one tries to prove his patriotism, love for nation etc, he either is outcasted as a jingoist, a fanatic or a terrorist. It is sad we have got ourselves ruled by those silent puppets who talk diplomacy. A community gets no justice even after 29 yrs; a powerful nation sets up its tents, throws attitude; an Indian prisoner beaten, murdered; women at large raped.

Too many lives at stake, too many sentiments crushed. What we get in return is mouthful of POLITICS.

With a poor front, the rest of the world is at an advantage.

dalbir Kaur, (pic courtesy: google images)

I have been kind of getting drawn towards this woman Dalbir Kaur (Sarabjit Singh's sister) for the sheer courage she displayed. The undaunted voice, the strength of an individual to voice her resentment, her grievances for the failure in handling her brother's case and the other Indian prisoners in Pakistan in getting him back and many more sharing a similar kind of status, to the country. After his death, a different language had echoed for a while. The governing party appeared to have arrested the strength she holds. Call it her innocence or the apt move of the regime, in both cases there is a loss of a nationalist.

The outcry now is louder than ever before. And perhaps it stands justified. There has always been a callousness or shall we call it the political attempt of pushing behind an issue for some appropriate time and never getting its due hearing until its lid bursts open.

Sarabjit Singh (pic courtesy: google images)

It is possibly the lack of option which compels us to recycle the same band of corrupt people into the pedestal. The submissive, the meek, the self-centric few continue to become puissant. Between the bigger controversies and bitter scams a laid back nation is let down constantly by each govt voted in. 

The country's self esteem at stake. The game of chor police (thief-cop)continues inside-out of parliament.

With each movement (-likes of Anna movement)a hope flickers. Probably there could be a better system at rise and each time one  is disillusioned. In India hope survives till its gestation period.

Meanwhile, I am waiting to read more of Dalbir Kaur's interviews and also keeping a close watch at several awards which would soon be decorating her; pushing, coloring a political figure out of a fighter. 


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Why do parents bring their children to watch an ‘A’ rated movie???

In the heat alert regions in India, one is left with very little option to spend weekends/vacations. No T.V shows and no constant shower (the tap water is ever ready to boil eggs/ tea leaves) can help you bat out the heat. Summer has been pretty tough this season.

We had some good movies released this Friday and thus the best way was to watch back to back movies to evade at least a days’ heat. Hopping to the first one which had started a good 15 minutes before we entered, I realized I was in for a jolly good temper rise. And guess what, it didn’t take too long!

An  ‘A’ rated movie was houseful . To be honest I did not know it was ‘A’ rated till I woke up this morning to check in the censor board rating for the movie. Poor husband, he had to bear earful! I felt humiliated sitting through something that was less than entertainment, more than humiliation. Explicit violent scenes, adult encounters, profanity, expletives most of which I couldn’t follow. There were applauses, whistles at every adult dialogue delivered. Rightly said by a distributor “in India movies are made for whistleblowers.”

By the time intermission happened I was writing a note on the movie on my cell phone. Why was I there? My husband enjoys all those maar-dhaar,(read action films), now he wouldn’t have preferred going unaccompanied plus we had the plans to watch back to back movies.

Intermission: surprise!

I know most wouldn’t be. There were parents with their grown up and growing up kids, kids who question their parents for all they cannot follow. These kids were out with their parents watching their favorite action hero John Abrahm in adult act, molesting, raping his beau, cursing her b**c*** everytime he needed her. Lets forget the bloodied scenes which grab the EQ factor.  

Soon I had walked out of my personal trauma for having to sit through the movie to buy little peace for ourselves. I was all over the theatre mentally.

pic courtesy : google

Taking children below 18 years to an A rated movie, who are these parents: accidental?! While I am very very sure most of my friends wouldn’t even spare a thought of watching a movie like Shootout for Wadala, I went through a gamut of emotion putting up with the language: both verbal and anatomical. When I a full grown adult had gone through so much, how could parents with children in the theatre obliterate the thought of the kind of influence their children were pushed to through the explicit scenes of violence and sex?

We are in anyway a regressive lot, and through unlocking the key to participate in contents highly damaging, how can they be sure that the next teenaged rapist could not be their son!? Our earlier generation in any case doesn’t like to discuss matters related to sex and violence, let alone counseling them at a time when need be.

We are running through a rough time, molestation and rapes are almost  settling down as the norms of Indian states. And this is the time when a picture like Shootout to Wadala releases to full packed audience with uncivil content. With most schools/colleges/universities on a break, it is disheartening movies such as this are out there to let out ones anger, frustrations through sexual exploitation. What melted my eyes was when I overheard a kid asking his dad “papa, john kya kar raha hein?” ( "papa, what is John doing?") I really wanted to overhear the response too which the papa didn’t, he just pacified him by handing over his pepsi bottle!

Ones out of the movie hall, I did see couple of my students too but I knew I couldn’t be moral policing them. After all they were adults!

The question I returned home and got arguing with my company is that the theatres must get far more responsible in restricting the children below the prescribed age. The censor board too needs to check on the season the films are released. Summer breaks are a great time for getting into the theatre and therefore films with adult content should be out keeping in mind a point such as this. There is another attitude that Indian parents have to probably get over with, “mere bachche hein, tujhe kya problem hein”(my kids, what is your problem)? 

The problem is these are the children who will become the citizens of a nation. And one cannot completely be certain if they will take home accolades or public mash.

( we couldn't manage tickets for the second movie for all the shows we had planned to watch).  

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http://www.firstpost.com/bollywood/movie-review-why-shootout-at-wadala-is-a-new-low-in-hindi-cinema-758879.html?utm_source=voices&utm_medium=hp

http://www.mumbaimirror.com/entertainment/bollywood/Parents-kid-about-A-films/articleshow/20039962.cms

http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/2013-05-06/parenting/36763263_1_anger-attacks-rage-parents