A JOURNEY OF MOTION PICTURE IN INDIA | EP2

                                 
It was time; people had started to notice the magic of cinema. On 18th May 1912 "SHREE PUNDALIK" a silent Marathi film by Dadasaheb Torne released. It was the first Indian film which released at coronation cinematograph at the then called Bombay. It’s quite controversial as it is believed that it cannot be called India's first film because it was a photographic recording of a famous Marathi play as well the camera man named Johnson was British and the film was processed in London.

Then entered the father of Indian cinema Mr.DADASAHEB PHALKE. A scholar on India's languages and culture broke new grounds in the Indian Film Industry. Producer-screenwriter-director DADASAHEB PHALKE combined the elements from Sanskrit epics and produced Raja Harishchandra in 1913 a silent Marathi film. It is known to be the first full length Indian motion picture and interestingly the female characters in the film were played by male actors. Thus gaining a huge success it motivated many others to make such films.

In 1916,Tamil filmmaker R.Nataraja Mudaliar made first Tamil silent film named Keechaka Vadham. The film industry was taking its place and was building a strong base with an intention to succeed and prowess, bold decisions were been taken as in that era, money was a primary concern for many upcoming producers. It was a niche market to enter and therefore many were scared to incur a loss. The ones with money entered and one of them was Jamshedji Framji Madan a Parsi entrepreneur who owned first Indian chain of cinema houses named Madan theatre.

It produced 10 films annually and distributed throughout the Indian Subcontinent from the year 1902. In 1919, also being a founder of Elphinstone Bioscope Company, Calcutta he merged with Madan Theatre Limited and produced Bengals popular literary work. He made a remake of Dadasaheb Phalke’s RAJA HARISHCHANDRA as SATYAWADI RAJA HARISHCHANDRA in 1917.

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A JOURNEY OF MOTION PICTURE IN INDIA | EP1

It all started in 1890, motion picture cameras were invented. Films untill 1927 were a minute long and were produced without sound. The first feature film or also called multi-reel film was produced by an Australian production  in 1906 named The story of the Kelly Gang .The motion picture business was dealing with a rapid growth with all new inventions such as Stop motion, double exposure, reverse motion, panning, slow motion and visual effects. Filmmakers including Georges Méliès , Robert W. Paul, Louis Le Prince, Dadasaheb Phalke etc. have given their life in making motion picture a reality. The market of motion pictures was expanding globally and soon it reached India in 1899,  H.S.Bhatavdekar made a film named The Wrestlers showing a wrestling match at Hanging Gardens in Mumbai which was the first film to be shot by an Indian. It was also the first Indian documentary film. Cinema has been a part of life for Indians, the Friday releases have become more important for all cinema lovers.

The journey from hand operated rolling cameras to a Red dragon digital 4k as well as an IMAX camera a motion picture has find its way to entertain the audience, from silent to sound and black and white to colour is a journey to experience in following episodes. Follow to know more interesting facts and trivia.

Ode to her!

Namaste,
It took almost a year to post something new.
Phew ! I AM BACK
So lets start with a hindi poem,hope you like it!

Tu ujwal hai,
Tu bhavishya hai,
Tu pavitra hai,
Tu annapurna hai,
Tu lakshmi hai,
Tu saraswati hai,
Tu ek vardan hai,
Tu kathor hai,
Tu mamta hai,
Tu vilakshan pyaar ka sagar hai,
Tu kabhi beti hai,
Tu kabhi bahu hai,
Tu kabhi maa hai,
Tu kabhi dost hai,
Tu kabhi swatantra hai,
Tu hai kabhi bandhi.
Tu alag hai,teri pehchan adbhut hai,
Mahabharat main hui thi teri vidambana,
Aaj dharti par bhi tu nagna ho rahi hai,
Phir bhi tu atal hai.
Tu Naya savera laane main safal hai,
Tu Sadaiva Amar hai.

Garv hai ,tu ladki hai .

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BEHAVE ACCEPT NEANIC (BAN)

Government- the people whom we choose to run this democratic country.

INDIA- place known for its religion, tradition,culture and history.

RAPIST- A criminal who molests ,disrespects ,tortures and physically abuses a women.

WOMEN- deity for namesake.
Truth is a well mannered house wife ,who respects her husband even  he treats her like a slave.Restricted to go out late.Wear whatever she wants and is used as sex object.

People - some are growing and many are old.Mentality  which discriminates,create bad atmosphere ,rape and BAN

BAN- Socially accepted choice of not allowing certain thing to happen in this country .I repeat socially!

Democracy- well no Indian  knows what it really means .

Shame - INDIA !

These are some of the words which I described according to what I know and see and have knowledge about.
I hope my definition's for these certain words doesn't affect anyone's sentiments.
Ohh I used these word now.SENTIMENT .
No matter how much I am angry I won't be typing the list of abusive words running through my mind.I don't want to be hanged.

What is wrong India?
Is it a country where just BAN is amended every other day.
Do something ,grow up banning everything won't make us next super power and some of you politicians please be productive at least sometime.Enough skimming of us.Still we forgive you.
Develop please develop.

LOST.

sorry for blogging late ,was busy with work.#cheers.
It was cloudy and damp.My cotton shirt was already wet because of the humidity.It took me one hour to reach St.Xavier's college everyday but today I was late.I don't know what problems in Dadar made my train reach the destination so late.
7:00am lecture.6:00 am train from kurla.Hopefully I reached VT station by 6:50am,people called me topper or so,yes and I never bunked my lectures and usually I was never late before.Still 10 minutes to walk.God just let me be in time.

As soon as the train came to stop I ran out running the long way platform almost pushing away whoever came in front of me and that's when I bumped into a little kid who was about 12-14 years old,tomato red face with a fury jacket and long track pant,maybe I wonder that kid was from Kashmir from his overall attire .Sorry was my word and i left without any further interaction.

12:30pm while returning back ,I saw him again sitting on the suvidha desk counter,pale look with watery eyes . My curiosity had no bounds.I went closer and what I saw shocked me .He was handcuffed by the RPF.I enquired and got to know that he came this morning from Delhi .
Father is missing.That's all.
Why is he handcuffed if his father is missing? I asked the inspector sitting besides.Sorry sir we cannot give you the details.Excuse me I am a citizen of this country and I should know why this kid is handcuffed.Please understand sir.
I was upset and angry.Looking at me the inspector took me aside and told the story which blew me away.Showing no sign of panic,he said ,we found some RDX in his bag.
What!!! No no sir this can't happen today morning I met him he did not have any bag with him nor did he carry any suitcase.
I am a freelance journalist for TOI may I just ask few questions to him,I assure nothing would come out of it.
₹500 . huhh!
₹500 ! Chuck I gave him the money and sat besides that poor little fellow.It started kind of like this:

Me: hello,didn't we meet in the               morning.Sorry for bumping into you  I was in hurry .What is your name?
Boy: (crying) ka ka kab kabii....
         KABIR.
Me: Why are you crying betaa,look I          am here to free you.Tell me why and how you came here.
Boy:(sobbingly) papa lene nahi aaya, main Kashmir se aaya hu.
Maa ka dehant huaa ,papa bole tu idhar aajaa bambaii.Ticket bheje hum akele aagaye
Me: tumhara saaman?
Boy: maa ne pehle hi bhijwaa diya.
Me: acchaa fir yaahaa aake kyaa huaa?
Boy : hum station pe aaye papa ka intezaar karre thee,bhuk bhi lagi thi toh ek aadmi ne aakar puchaa ki kuch khaaoge hum bole  haa.
Mere haath main bag thamaa diyaa aur bolaa ki abhi toilet jaake aate hai yehi ruknaa jaanaa nahi ,bhag ke nikal gaye voh ...itne main police aayi aur hame pakad liyaa.
Me: school vageraa jaate ho?
Boy : jaata thaa ,papa me nikaal diyaa.
Me: OK betaa kabir mere saath chaloge.
Boy: nahi papa aayenge.

Listening to him made me feel that he was innocent and generous as well as honest and not a terrorist for sure.He has been trapped.I asked ,inspector did he get any report of his father to which he said he is dead .We are still searching if he is same or not.This was something unusual for me and now the reality was getting to its climax.I was helpless,my mind was numb but I was firm to save that kid before he is taken into custody.

It was time for the petrol van to take him away at the station for further enquiry.I saw him rubbing his hands with pain and those tears which had no clue of what he has done.What he never did and what he never knew was going to end up giving him a bad future.I am fighting for his justice and I shouted do not  worry KABIR.

2yeats passed...
Kabir is studying in 10th std.I got many funds from the people across the country when I started a campaign of save Kabir.I run an NGO named KABIR FOUNDATION where I get the privilege  of serving kids who have lost their parents in various calamities or Ill health .End is always happy because we know that GOD is seeing our deeds and he will make us feel happy and pleasant when we meet him.

Prologue

Today! I believe that some stages in life can take you back from where you started.
Many writers talk about life, I am not a writer but a beginner, i sometimes cannot find any other word more simple, at the same time its hard  to describe. I wonder isn't our life as if  we are playing snake and ladder game. We have this tendency to adjust and as an Indian who would better know it .
Yes snake and ladder was my point,ladders to go up, giving an emotion of happiness and snakes to pull you down making you digest your happiness.
TODAY! is a story of an Ant,who is finding its way home where the queen is desperately waiting for him. The Ant is lost on a giant snake and ladder game board where humans are standing and playing and hopping around with faith and destiny .Will that Ant meet his fellow mates who are disturbed by his disappearance and would he continue to find its way to walk home and meet the queen .

Story seems interesting ,well its just an Ant but when it bites it can bring down  tears.
Let's see what life has to present her with giant humans around and their respectful nature.
Stay tuned .

Yes yes yes

Yes yes yes I will do that soon ,
I want it now bring it soon ,
Yes yes sir its on your way ,please give some time I'll make it by noon.

Hey you there I am serious can't you see,I pay you for work not for coffee,
Omg you! You still sitting there ,
I want the reports now of which I don't bloody care.

I have that chair in my cabin you see,I have got an A/C in the room you can be,work work work let my eyes see ,if you don't work at least lick me nicely .

No no no I won't do that sir ,call me boss you moron  ,make that sure!
I work here with my full heart ,you just sit with five -five   minute fart.
I do my job thats what I get paid for ,I don't bother what you say as its just my way...yes yes yes I will do that soon!