Monday, 7 September 2015

#gazal ग़ज़ल

कुछ इस तरह से वो अपना लगे है मुझे, 

यूं के हर शह उसकी निशानी लगे है मुझे.  


क्या खूब उस रौशन निगाह की जादूगरी,

एक नज़र देख ले तो सवेरा लगे है मुझे. 


नदिया ,कश्ती, बारिश, मैं  और तुम,

ये मंज़र ख्वाब सा लगे है मुझे. 


क्या जानिए क्या नवाज़ दे किस्मत मेरी,

वक़्त  की चल बदली बदली सी लगे है मुझे.


उस के दर से लौटे तो कुछ यूं हुआ मोहसिन,

हर रूह परेशान, हर मौज प्यासी लगे  है मुझे 


`विन्नी

7/9/15


kuch is tarah se woh apna lage hai mujhe,

yoon ke har sheh uski nishani lage hai mujhe.

Kya khoob us roshan nigah ki jaadugari, 
Ek nazar dekh le toh savera lage hai mujhe .
Nadiya kashti baarish, main aur tum,
ye manzar khwab sa lage hai mujhe.
Kya janeye Kya nawaz de kismat meri,
Waqt ki chal badli badli se lage hai mujhe.
Us ke dar se laute to kuch yoon Hua mohsin,
har rooh pareshan, har mauj payasi lage hai mujhe.
-Vinny

7/9/15

Saturday, 29 August 2015

Dialectic




Caught in a dialectic,

You and I, 

The thesis and the antithesis,

Play out their parts in an endless swirl,

The pendulum swings , 


now this way,

And then the other,

Moods swing, 


the tides of fortunes imagined or not,


ebb and flow,regardless,

Time sings its multiple rhapsodies,

The elusive harmony one seeks,

That calm beyond

Will that synthesis forever elude?

-vinny

29/8/13

Friday, 21 August 2015

SAILAB सैलाब


सैलाब 

तब,
 जब पहाड़ पर बारिश होती थी ,
अब्र  बहता था  नीला नीला ,
सींच देता था रूहों को,
खिल उठते थे दरख़्त सभी,
 गुनगुनाती थी पूरी घाटी 
अब,
 जब पहाड़ पर बारिश होती है,
लहू बहता है सैलाब सा,
घाटी की तलहटी में ठहरे , 
उस खूबसूरत फरेब सा,
जिसे शहर कहते हैं बड़े लोग, 
 अब बारिश बहा ले जाती है अपने साथ पैरहन  
  भीतर तक उधड़ जाती है, धरती की खाल, 
दरख्त सब सो गए हैं,
कोई जागा नहीं,
जो फेर दे सैलाब . ..
-विन्नी2013



SAILAB
tab
 jab pahaadh par baarish hotee thee
abr behta tha neela neela
seench deta tha roohon ko
khil uthte the darakht sabhi, 
gungunati thee poori ghati 
Ab
 jab phaadh par baarish hotee hai
lahu behta hai sailaab sa
ghatti ki talhati main tehre us  koobsurat fareb sa
jisi shehar kehte hain bade log
baha le jata hai apne sath pairahan,
bheeter tak udhad jaati hai dharti ki khaal, 

darkht sab so gaye hain
koi jaga nahin, jo pher de sailab...


vinny jain
2013

Sunday, 2 August 2015

Of #BajrangiBhaijaan, the film.

My niece and her parents and I , the four of us set off to watch #BajrangiBhaijaan, niece and I reluctantly, her parents, eagerly. We got to he multiplex to discover that there was a simultaneous show of #Massan, which I was longing to watch, and my niece discovered that #Antman was running too! a tussle ensured, we lost and ended up watching Bhai's film.
That #SalmanKhan plays Pawan Kumar Chaturvedi, (the pun on his being a devout Hanuman bhakt, obvious, like everything else about the film), who is something of a simpleton, someone who takes an eternity to finally clear his graduation exams, helps!! Salman fits the part of the somewhat slow, but large heart-ed benevolent small town boy to a T!!
and i am saying that tongue in cheek!
He is befriended for this obvious goodness by a little Pakistani girl lost in India. Pawan true to form, from the #Dabang character who "Ek baar coommitmnent karne ke baad hum apnee bhi nahin sunte hain" takes it upon himself to unite her with her family though he possesses neither a passport nor a visa and nary the means to do so. Well Salman is the super hero, aided by the Lord Hanuman who he believes will help him with every difficulty. The film like all the superstar's films, asks for a willing suspension of disbelief and and a willingness to sit back and enjoy the star's charisma, on ample display on the screen!
The man who does help him in Pakistan inaccessible to Bajrang Bali a land populated with disbelievers , is the highlight of the film, the journalist Chand Nawaz, played brilliantly by #NawazuddinSiddique, who lights up the screen every time he makes an appearance. The little girl #Harshali is sufficiently cute and adequately competent, #Kareena has little to do, except look good, which she does, with aplomb.
The great twist in Bajrangi Bhaijaan is in how it renounces the masala formula of good-versus-evil, especially given its incendiary plot built around hostile neighbours. This is no Gadar, and the Pakistanis are not the Enemy. One of them is Chand Nawab (Nawazuddin Siddiqui), a reporter who helps Pawan. Just how good is this actor! He can be subtle. He can be loud. He can play serious. He can play the fool. He can sell punch lines with the best of them. (Just wait till you hear him address Pawan as “Begum.”) Chand is a journalist and he’s trying to sell the Pawan-Munni story to Pakistani television channels, but no one is interested. He tells Pawan, wryly, that it’s easier to sell hate than love. That’s what Anil Sharma did, with Gadar. Kabir Khan, on the other hand, chooses love. There are Rajkumar Hirani levels of goodness in this movie. (And a bit of his sly satire too. When Pawan says Hanuman will help him, Chand asks, “In Pakistan too?”
#KabirKhan, leaves it to the charisma of the superstar to rake in the mullah, which I believe is happening, much to the producers  satisfaction. The films seems to ramble on,its trajectory obvious,it could have done with a few effective cuts.however this is a focused film,the romance dealt with quickly and effectively to concentrate on Munni and Pavan. even so its a wee bit long for the simple story it is telling.
The only thing one takes away from the film is the fact that the message is one of peace, peace between the two peoples of India and Pakistan, divided by what is essentially an artificial boundary. 'Mohabbat bechna bahut mushkil hai, nafrat aaraam se biktee hai',Chand says. There are a few nuances, like the atypical Maulwi, who breaks the steoreotype of dogged dogma and choosed to side with goodness, at considerable personal risk. However, the film by and large is pretty straight forward and  on the  surface. The second half perceptibly better than the first.Salman delivers a Salman Khan film, nothing less, nothing more, with Nawaz ud Din as the saving grace. the music too is forgettable , a few frames from Kashmir enthrall.
Still wishing I had gotten to see Massan!
Vinny
27/715

Saturday, 1 August 2015

The Muse



The Muse

By the bend of the river she sang,

And what I heard reminded me of a choir,

She and the river as if of the selfsame song,

Sometimes her words were clear, at others bent,

To the roar of the river at the indent,

Much like the filled in colours of memory’s imprint,

And then by the mountain she was seen,

In the glen at the foothill,

 amidst the yellow flowers strewn on the green therein,

her eyes bent, her lips moved to that self same song

singing to the muse within,

oblivious, serene, she sat almost unseen,

 I see her often by the sea shore,


Nestled in the boats come ashore,

She sits quiet, transfixed as if by the play of light and dark,

The waters lit, often gold or shimmering with sliver,

As the ebb and flow of life tip toes by

It is her song the waves sing…


Her words now resonate with my musings within,

She and I, as if of the selfsame song, we sing…

~Vinny


August 1, 2013

Sunday, 19 July 2015

of the movie, #Bahubali-The Beginning,

They are saying that it’s the biggest blockbuster in the history of Indian cinema, 200 Crores in 5 days, 300 in 9, and the film marches on, irreverently toppling every box office record in its wake!.
For me its success was underlined by the comment my mother made as we walked out of the theater, ‘I could see this one again’, she said! And that in fact was a sentiment I shared with her! It is a film one wishes to see again, its succeeds in creating a cinematic experience that transports one to the time and space unfolding on screen, a place one wishes to revisit, and the multiple nuanced references to mythology and world cinema, too many for the mind to grasp and for memory to retain in one sighting!
At the beginning of #Baahubali – The Beginning, we’re shown the lay of the land. This kingdom lies here, that one there. It’s nothing new as an idea – we saw this in Lagaan, for instance. But look what the director, #Rajamouli, does,( and this is his film, he is  brilliant!!),  He renders the map in three dimensions and follows it all the way to a waterfall, which morphs into an actual waterfall – and what a splendid waterfall it is. We see the #Ramya Krishnan character running towards us clutching an infant – but as she moves past us, we see the arrow sticking out of her back. We see #Ballardev (Rana Daggubati) preparing for a fight with a bison-like animal – but it’s only when man and beast are in the same frame that we register how big the animal is, what a monster it is, that it is not quite like any animal we see, only adding to the aura of the scene.
There’s a wonderful revelation at the end involving Kattappa (#Sathyaraj), who has the most moving part and aces it), and it sets up Part II of the film (expected next year) wonderfully – but otherwise, this is not the kind of movie you watch for the plot. Baahubali, seen as just a story, is as old as the hill that Sivu (Prabhas) wants to climb. The film takes us back to an era of palace intrigues and deliverer myths, But Rajamouli makes us feel we’ve never seen anything like it.  It’s part Cecil B DeMille and the grandeur of Ten Commandments and Ben Hur. Even Tolkien is in here somewhere. Along with a kitchen sink full of masala tropes: the long-suffering mother, brothers-turned-enemies, flashbacks and double roles. All updated with six-pack abs, computer-generated effects and eye-popping visuals. Cinematographer KK Senthil Kumar and production designer Sabu Cyril are practically flawless.
Avantika (#Tamannaah), looks ethereal in white flowing diaphanous robes, literally descending from the heavens to take Sivu up towards the skies and his goals, like an Indian ‘apsara’ doing her areal act in a Jacky Chang film. She actually plays a guerrilla warrior and one of Rajamouli’s achievements is that he makes us buy Tamannaah as this warrior. For, her face shows character. And the mandatory love scenes are delightfully reimagined. There’s a bit that has to do with underwater calligraphy.classic taming-of-the-There’s a superb romantic scene whose centerpiece is a snake twined around an arrow, all very pretty and very different from the usual fare. however the romance is rough, and that is mu sole complaint with the film. Sivu proceeds to make Avantika aware of her femininity by literally stripping her of the perceived trappings of masculinity, her warrior attire. why was that necessary? after all the director makes a bold assertion about the possibility of feminine power in the character of Shivagami , who literally walks in on a group of men challenging the structure of power in the kingdom, holding a nursing infant and walks out having established herself as the supreme ruler of the realm, still holding on to the nursing infant. 'Those who are with me , come stand behind me', she says, the men snigger, "who will stand behind a woman?" she comes away powerful from that encounter, Durga like, invincible. why then does the Director depict romance and its acceptance as forced upon a woman? or is he simply bowing to viewer appeal? sad that, whatever the answer to that question is.
Prabhas as this savior, has the physicality, essential for the part. As the film’s title suggests, he’s strong. He keeps lifting things – a giant lingam, a giant boulder on a mountain, a giant statue. (In the Marvel universe, he’d be called Hoist Man.) And he acquits himself well in the action scenes – the one where he grabs a sword from its scabbard, in midair, is why wolf whistles were invented, and, in addition, Prabhas looks like a soft romantic lead, especially when compared to the oak-like Daggubati, who looks like he was nursed by a dragon. The contrast is deliberate and indicative of character  reinforced by #Sivagami’s selection of the kind hearted Bahu over the ruthless Bhallar, the difference between the benevolent king and the single minded General. #Ramya’s character is modeled after the Goddess the kingdom worships, her posture, her stances even the manner in which she sits on the throne and occupies authority rather than naked power, a magnanimity of thought woven in with immense strength, virtue, defining and legitimizing the position she occupies. The classic good vs evil tale told by #Rajamouli on a scale that’s epic in proportions! This isn’t just about grandeur in visuals. It’s about grandeur in ideas. If DeMille’s saviour, in The Ten Commandments, was transported in a basket as a baby, Rajamouli has the child held aloft by a hand amidst swirling waters
Everything is reinvented, Sivu,tells Avantika that he was ‘just a boy telling a woman that he loves her’, that reminded me of Julia Roberts in #NothingHill, telling Hugh Grant that she was just a girl telling a boy that she loved him! The kingdom is in hands unfit to rule,the extraction of surplus from the common folk, ruthless, their labour forced to execute deeds and purposes undesirable, the building of the giant statue for example driven by whips. Reminiscent of the film #TenThousandBC? Certainly! The Prices of the realm, Bahu and Bhalaar, go hunting a spy and the ‘joint’ they visit is reminiscent of the place that #Obewon visits looking for a pilot in #Starwars!! Replete with strange nefarious characters , flowing alcohol, dancers emerging out of ropes!! Delightfully fanciful! The war scenes are the best part of the film, extensive in lay and detailing. The royals watch the battle from up atop ,much like they do in #Troy with the battle field a spectacle to them, as it is to the audience, observing the ebb and flow of victory and defeat, the play of character, the display of strength and strategy. The references to other films and to mythological characters are many, an arrow decapitates an evil prince and the headless corpse walks a few steps even as the arrow flies midair with the head attached! #Indrajeet  that!! One cannot forget the brilliant story teller even in the midst of epic story and larger than life characters, unfolding on screen!
It’s all delightful!! It’s truly Indian Mainstream Cinema coming of age!! Can’t wait for part two !! hoping it’s soon!!
Vinny
17/7/15



Thursday, 9 July 2015

तुम और मैं Tum aur Main

तुम और मैं 


तुम कहते हो 
कुछ भी तो नहीं,
बस हाथ बढ़ाओ और हासिल कर लो,
जैसे अपने ही बाग़  में खिले गुलाब ,
कोई मुश्किल नहीं, कोई शिकवा शिकायत नहीं,
खार खार छोड़ दो, फूल फूल चुन लो,
मैं,
बार बार हाथ बढ़ा तुम्हें पाने की कोशिशों में,
ज़ख्म ज़ख्म हूँ,
खार को फूल से अलग करना, 
शायद मुमकिन ही नहीं। .
 ~ विन्नी 
९ /७/१५ 

Tum aur Main

Tum kehte ho
Kuch bhi to nahin
Bas haath badho aur hasil Kar lo 
Jaise apne hee bagh main khile gulab
Koi mushkil nahin koi shikwa shikayaat nahin
Khar khar chod do, phool phool chun lo ,
Main,
Bar bar  hath badha tumhen hasil karne ki koshishon main,
Zakhm zakhm hoon, 
Khar ko phool se alag karna
Shayad mumkin hee nahin 
Vinny
9/7/15


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