From the way to Shangri-la............raHul
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Monday, March 24, 2014
दोह और में
"भाई आज आप अगर फ़िल्म नहीं देखोगे तो बात नहीं करूँगा। "
अक्षय गुस्से में था आज, और क्यों न हो भाई की फ़िल्म को चारो और से बधाईया मिल रही थी और में अभागा काम का मारा फ़िल्म देख ही नहीं पा रहा था :(
अक्षय ने लिंक भेजी , फिरसे , शायद तीसरी बार। इस रोज़ मेने पहला काम सब काम छोड़ के , लैपटॉप के सामने बैठके , फेन ऑफ करके , हैडफोन लगाके लिंक ओपन किया।
पहली छबि , जो होती हे , काफी असरकारक होती हे , टाइटल्स देख के ही थोडा बहोत अंदाज़ा आ जाता हे के कैसी फ़िल्म होगी कोई। और ख़ुशी होती हे के आपने फ़िल्म को इतनी ऊंचाई पे पहोचा दिया के देख के ही समज आ जाता हे कि फ़िल्म कितनी शानदार होगी।
स्क्रीन पे अँधेरा , अँधेरे में आवाज़े। भाई देखते ही मिलिउ सेट हो गया , अब और क्या था अगली बीस मिनिट मेरे पास फ़िल्म में बेह जाने के अलावा कोई विकल्प नहीं था। उपेक्षा कितनी अलग अजब चीज़ होती हे यह उपेक्षा और कुछ और ही रंग हो जाता हे उसका जब अपना ही कोई करता हे उपेक्षा , अच्छा नहीं लगता। पता नहीं पर पटकथा में यह प्यार अपनेपन और उपेक्षा के बीच में आपने जो संतुलन बनाया हे वोह काबिल -ए -तारीफ़ तो हे ही। और आपने उसी लिखाई का स्क्रीन पे चित्रण इतनी अच्छी तरह से किया हे उससे आपने सम्पूर्णता हासिल करली हे।
मेने जब फ़िल्म देखने कि शरुआत कि तो मेने सोचा था कि कुछ गलतिया निकलूंगा और फिर उसके बारे में आपसे सविस्तार चर्चा करूँगा , में कोई समीक्षक तो नहीं हु , लेकिन अब मुझे नहीं लगता के ऐसी कोई ज़रुरत हे और आप के काम को देखकर में सोच सकता हु के आगे शायद इसकी ज़रुरत नहीं होगी।
एक फ़िल्म बनाने के लिए बहोत ज़रुरत होती हे लोगो के साथ कि , ऐसे लोग जो आप कि कहानी को समाज पाये , आप कि सोच को जी पाये पाये भले ही थोड़े दिनों के लिए वोह आपकी दुनिया के चरित्र बन जाये। जिस तरह प्रमिति ने श्रुति को उजागर किया हे , मुझे नहीं लगता इसे परफेक्शन के अलावा कुछ और कहा जा सकता हे , राज जाधव ने जिस तरह ध्वनि में रंग मिलाये हे , उसने आपकी फ्रेम में आत्मा का एडिशन किया हे और प्रोडक्ट कैसा भी हो उसको अगर अच्छा दिखाया न जा सके तो काफी हद तक अधूरा रहता हे मुझे देखकर आनंद होता हे कि क्षमा जी इस बात को अच्छी तरह जानती है और उनका यह "मास्टरी ऑन आर्ट" फ़िल्म में हर जगह दिखाई दिया। खूब खूब धनयवाद आप कि पूरी टीम को।
विशाल भरद्वाज जी ने कहा है के बड़ी कमीनी चीज़ होती है येह स्क्रिप्ट , इंसान को नंगा कर देती है . आप जैसा सोचते हे आप ऐसा ही बनाएंगे और आनंद इसमें भी आता है कि रिश्तो कि फ़िल्म होते हुए भी मुझे न इसमें वुडी दिखाई देते हे न ओज़ू और ना ही आपके तार्कोस्की सिर्फ अक्षय ही दिखाई देते है। हर एक आदमी हर एक फ़िल्म से कुछ ना कुछ लेकर ही जाता है ,मेने भी दोह से कई चीज़े ली हे अब आपसे यही गुज़ारिश हे कि आप परोसते रहे हमें तो हम भी ले सके कुछ , अपने आप से।
आपका दोस्त
राहुल
२४ मार्च ,२०१४
Friday, February 15, 2013
I am back,here.
So ,
After so many years ,
in the blur state of mind , I am thinking about life , life that I am living , with a nice job although .
Life that took me here , Life that screws me every day , life that make me hazy and confused .
Why should I am living with this ?
As a true objectivist I must answer myself.
So here I go .. I am living it because what I am struggling for is worth ... every bit of that I am gonna enjoy ... I am gonna take revenge for making me suffer , sweet revenge although ... I know there should be some connection for making the path ... I am making the path ... and I am gonna make it anyway ... fastest ... with innovation and with so much enthusiasm ...I wont cheat ... I cant ... because I am going to meet the purest thing in my life ... so my path has to be purest ... I know I am doing this ... I know what I am doing ...
Wake Up
Rahul R.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I Remember That Day…
Let me tell you something about my home. My home is full with some wonderful people. Mom, Dad, Chinki and me. It’s made from white marbles, beautifully crafted wooden furniture and love. And my room is in the lime-light. It’s in between the drawing room. It’s named “the glass room.”
It was the three months from now, I was in the fish zone in the water tank with some of my friends. Chinki came there with Dad and she stared me for a while and I made her smile. It was the moment. I became the part of the family.
I was happy. I loved them a lot. They loved me a lot. Life was going on the smooth way. But one day….
I remember that day; it was the chinki’s birthday. Everybody was very happy. They organized a party on that day. Firstly there was a celebration of the cake. All sang the Happy Birthday song. All ate the cake. Then they started the dance party. All the people were lost in the music. I was also enjoying by watching them dancing. After some time they started the rock music and did the light low. The environment was dizzy Chinki and her friends were dancing like anything…and…..
Somebody gave the push unknowingly to my “glass room” and it fell down from the Table. All of sudden I was not able to breathe normally. My glass room was totally broken and I was out of the water and nobody knew it because of low light and loud music. But one piece of glass was near chinki’s leg, and she kept her leg on the piece of the glass while dancing and she shouted. Then the music stopped, somebody started the main light. And all of them were shocked by watching the scene. Everybody was searching me. Suddenly mom saw me under the table. She rushed in the kitchen and came back with the glass of the water she kept me in that. Then they treated chinki’s leg. All the people were shocked by the accident and they called the party off.
The day after the accident they bought a new “glass room” for me. With some new toys and some new rocks. On that day chinki was at home for the whole day because of her broken leg. She kept watching me and smiled the whole day. She is fine now. And again we are back to regular life.
Wake up,
With love,
Rahul R.
It was the three months from now, I was in the fish zone in the water tank with some of my friends. Chinki came there with Dad and she stared me for a while and I made her smile. It was the moment. I became the part of the family.
I was happy. I loved them a lot. They loved me a lot. Life was going on the smooth way. But one day….
I remember that day; it was the chinki’s birthday. Everybody was very happy. They organized a party on that day. Firstly there was a celebration of the cake. All sang the Happy Birthday song. All ate the cake. Then they started the dance party. All the people were lost in the music. I was also enjoying by watching them dancing. After some time they started the rock music and did the light low. The environment was dizzy Chinki and her friends were dancing like anything…and…..
Somebody gave the push unknowingly to my “glass room” and it fell down from the Table. All of sudden I was not able to breathe normally. My glass room was totally broken and I was out of the water and nobody knew it because of low light and loud music. But one piece of glass was near chinki’s leg, and she kept her leg on the piece of the glass while dancing and she shouted. Then the music stopped, somebody started the main light. And all of them were shocked by watching the scene. Everybody was searching me. Suddenly mom saw me under the table. She rushed in the kitchen and came back with the glass of the water she kept me in that. Then they treated chinki’s leg. All the people were shocked by the accident and they called the party off.
The day after the accident they bought a new “glass room” for me. With some new toys and some new rocks. On that day chinki was at home for the whole day because of her broken leg. She kept watching me and smiled the whole day. She is fine now. And again we are back to regular life.
Wake up,
With love,
Rahul R.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
May Be...Definately

LET'S BORN AGIAN
Hi....
Something I want to see...
Something I want to say...
Something I want to hear...
Something I want to feel...
Something...
Something...
Something...
what is that something??
well I don't know...really ??
it may be a good movie...it may be some time to be with some good friends...it may be the joy of reading Ogilvy...it may be some vivid spiritual aura that I am finding in some mysterious place...may be feel of fear...may be advertising....may be some new business plans...may be reading about adland rock stars...may be to see day dreams...may be to think like a dog...may be to think about bag-packing...may be to drive a bike without a thought of where I am going...may be to worry about success and money...
Ahh clearly Its my life...
In one word...
Uncertainty..
may be
may be
but is it enjoyable??
what the hell??
no boss
NO
so
so what??
Fuck...
yuck...
luck...
hmmm...don't know
so what I am doing??
Waiting for Godot???
yeah...
everyone needs a nudge??
yeah...
So...its damn clear...want some huge spark...lets hope that its not too far..
lets dream to be re bounced...again
lets love..again
lets read...again
lets see...again
lets wake up...again
Wake up...
With love,
Rahul R.
Friday, June 4, 2010
NID,MICA & mE
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If you don't know where you are going, you will probably end up somewhere else....
hello people...
I love life .. i really do..its like a book...like a movie u r never ever gonna know whats going to be happen...hey hey hey...wait here...This is my life .. my movie ..my book ...I want to be it like my way...yes it should be the way I want...I don't need anybody to shape my life because it must be the way I want...
Now I wanna say you something...listen...i have dropped NID call yeah...I know..ppl who knows me may be get worried because its kind-a weird right?? yes its weird but it was not that I want I just cannot take it and go there because I don't have anywhere to go...I don't want my life just at that way...
ppl are really helpful...they are constantly pinging me that this is the mistake that I have ever made...but but but this is just not the way of Shangri-la ppl...This is the short cut for Shangri-la and and and I don't want short cuts..I am living on this earth because I have to finish my journey towards Shangri-la..and I want this journey the way I want ...no excuses no influences...I want to finish this as the way I am..
Now If I was at NID I probably keep looking in my head...where I am going...where I am going...no I can not make it happen...because I wanna go somewhere else..hey but as I said...My way...I could have done there what I am doing here but firstly I wanna be independent I don't wanna be burden on my family...you know what when something is wrongaly going to happen...it feels inside your heart and keep hammering for many days...when I was at NID I constantly felt that..No this is not the place where you wanna be no this is not MICA...no you cannot just escape from yourself because you din't work hard...just go to the world and work hard and be where-ever you wanna be...okay???
uff...so much explanation na?? much enough...I am going back to that life ...life for MICA...MIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAA...I am coming....
Wake Up...
With Love...
Rahul R.
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