Sparsh

Mujhe bhi andhaa ban na hai

Sparsh (the touch)
A beautiful story of love, ego, consuming insecurities, misunderstood intentions, relationships... its the story of an institution for the blind and the lives glued to it.
Sparsh, one simple caring touch, can so beautifully change one's life and the whole perception of it, enlightening the world around, simply by adding warmth and care to the relationships.

Kavita (recently widowed) and Anirudh (principal of the special school) both dwell in their own world of darkness, one by closing herself to the world and drowning herself in the misery of her lost one, and another, who though very self-reliant and independent, by being consumed in self pity. Anirudh is very much drawn to Kavita, but his ego and his doubts don't let him see the love (which he mistakes to be pity) she develops for him as time moves on. It takes both of them a while to discover each other (and themselves) finally helping themselves step out of darkness and restarting their lives in a new light.

Little stories (touching upon "friendship") that revolve around this main line also have a major say in the story. In the middle of the movie, the relationship between two kids (friends actually, one of whom is "normal") slowly gets strained because of the advantages (extra care and love) that come with impairment. This is when the "normal" little kid says "main bhi andhaa ban na chahta hoon", when he feels that his is friend getting more attention and is being taken care of more, by Kavita aunty/ma'am (who he adores) and him being neglected. The word "normal" really loses its meaning. Even though this little guy has sight, he is ready to let go of that to be a part of that school, to be treated as one of those kids, to be loved and given attention to, by Kavita aunty. He just doesnt want to be an "outsider". Kavita also faces such situations where she is given an impression (by Anirudh) of being an "outsider" who couldnt understand the problems "they" undergo. Friendship again intrudes. Its this friendship between Kavita and her friend Manju, that ultimately helps Anirudh to forget that she is an "outsider", realise that he is loved for what he is, and to get back to his love.

A beauiful movie, must watch.

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Window

Long time.

I've not been busy. And I've missed blogging so much.
Then why did i not blog? Been too lazy to type down a few words?
Yes.

I've met new people in a past few months. Some who showed me a new way of thinking, some who left me in awe and some who washed away my notions of how certain people should be like. Have i changed again? hmm, maybe not exactly, but yeah surely realised new things.
Like hema said, am talking a lot (something that i never did much of, before).

Placements almost started. Do i want a job? No, I dont. Then why am i sitting for them?
Just because am not sure of my future? because am not confident enough of going for phd? Because my parents want me to? yeah, but the weight attached to each of these factors is too low. Maybe that's why am not even working hard towards getting placed. Then why am i sitting for them? What happened to my belief of taking risks? Will i now try to escape? will i try to justify what i am doing now is more mature? No, I dont want to. If playing safe is called maturity, then i detest this kind of maturity. But still, i'll try acting "mature". WHY? WHY? WHY?

Some changes just hurt so much.

Friendship. I never had full confidence in this word. Maybe, i still dont. But staying away from home (though for a few weeks), made me realise how much people believe in it. How much some people value it. Sometimes, even i feel like having such friends. Of trusting someone 100%. But now, i surely have started having more faith in people. Atleast now, i share some things with people.

Some changes just lift up our spirits.

I wont say Kodaikanal made my personality take a full 180 degree turn, but it sure did add more to the way i think, how i view people, on what basis i judge them, and how i see life.

And... maybe... falling in love neednt be a big issue at all. Its just natural.

"You live in a dreamworld Shruti, snap out of it", i've heard that a zillion times, and now, when i see myself drifting away from my dreamworld, it just makes me laugh. I am just losing it. Please come back. Dont leave me.

Does entering the real world mean throwing away the dreams rather than making them a reality? It is more wiser? Damn, it is. Playing safe!

No, am not frustated, neither am confused (or maybe i am!). Just realised that i still do have my dreamworld and it sure is beautiful and alive. Maybe i am drifting away from it, but something is always there to pull me back. I dont know what attracts me to it again and again. Is it magical? Maybe...

Window!

Independence

...and he stood on his own two little feet

Freedom

...and up she flew, leaving behind the remnants of her broken shackles and withered wings; up she flew, as the sun shone brighter making her bid goodbye to the shadows of her past; up she flew, as a gentle breeze touched her and sun smiled with all its warmth; up she flew, and the remnants of her broken shackles and withered wings, lay forgotton...