Saturday, February 2, 2008

Taare Zameen Par

In this world, one of the most difficult things is "keeping it simple!". Taare Zameen Par is one such Unrestricted Public Exhibition where a complex subject is told to the viewers in a simple fashion.

The credit goes to Aamir Khan for venturing his directorial debut with such a subject. The film reveals a very extensive research by Deepa Bhatia and a clear sensuous writing by Amole Gupte.

The essence of the film is in the scene where Ishaan's (Darsheel) father meets Ram (Aamir). " 'To care' is very necessary. It has the power to cure; A medicine to relieve pain. Its the security that the child gets when he thinks someone cares for him. A hug or a lovely kiss... say, 'I am there for you and I love you' ... isn't this called 'to care' ", replies Ram to the father. A very good lesson for the parents.


After the drawing competition, just after Ram sees Ishaan's painting, not only Ishaan is eager to see what has Ram got in his drawing board, but also it's us who are very curious. What a painting truly it is!!! That was a terrific performance from the cute Darsheel. Hats off ! to the concept and color sense of mastermind behind that painting - it raised the spirits!. No words to explain that scene. The BGM does well too, in this scene, although it is average in other parts of the film with resemblance to some other music. Setu's camera image is Crystal!

Did we also surf the internet about "Solomon islands" ? Its up to us to realize. There is less importance and care shown towards the Children; and often this is misunderstood as explained in this film. Children are not toys for us. Respect them. Because, ...

Every child is special.


~Visvanathan Balasaravanan

Official Website: http://taarezameenpar.com/

- the most blessed are those who encounter the toughest times... because, God thought you are the strongest to handle these toughest...

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Whole in a Part

Whole in a Part
Visvanathan Balasaravanan

Stretching
far far away,
very far away,
(like the first-love joy)
The Universe.

Universe.
The whole.
Where shall I fix its boundary?
For any big THING, will have its boundary.
May be after many solar systems,
so many galaxies and so many…

Its boundary I shall find.

What will after that boundary be?

A uni-Universe, shall I assume.
Again, beyond uni-Univese?
May be
non-ending space…
or non-ending boundary after boundaries
and even then,
everything, being a single THING,
has its boundary.

Where is it?

Small small things…
the smallest thing…
The Atom.

The indivisible Part – as they say.
Divided the small thing
into much smaller things;
electrons, protons, neutrons.

What’s an electron or
its colleagues, inside?
For any small THING
will have something Inside.

What’s Inside ‘that something’?
a some-Something, shall I assume.
Again, inside some-Something?

Can
The Boundary of the Universe be Inside an Atom? *

How can I
end?
When I think of
endless THINGS…


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*May be that's why atom bomb breaks to yield lots of energy !


- the most blessed are those who encounter the toughest times... because, God thought you are the strongest to handle these toughest...

Monday, January 14, 2008

Naked Dreams


Naked Dreams
Visvanathan Balasaravanan

Those sensuous lines of
John Keats, who lives
in my bookshelves

the dancing ‘jimiki’
in a girl’s ears

bright Black in everything;
the nothing of light

haunting memories
that rushes my
adrenaline

spontaneous watering
on seeing
a beautiful girl

spending twenty-five hours
a day,
playing with kids

the romantic red-blue clouds
of the evening west

the moody white-blue clouds
of the evening east

cute wrinkles of my
grandpa’s face,
which urges me to pinch

the deserted room, of my home
factory of my creative works

tasty smell of
archive books,
in between its pages

the smell
before and after
a pluvial scene

moon light
over the rooftop

fresh green trees
after bathing in
rain

soothing sodium vapour lamps’
rays of
patience and satisfaction in life

soft and calm
terracotta of Buddha

window seats of
city bus with
long rides

shiny black crow
flying through the
white bright clouds

…more, when I like more……


- the most blessed are those who encounter the toughest times... because, God thought you are the strongest to handle these toughest...

Monday, January 7, 2008

God can't be everywhere,


God can't be everywhere,
Visvanathan Balasaravanan


to
Synonym of God


Moist gale.
Hizzing drizzles.
Shying trees.

is waiting half-felt.
My feel is incomplete.

The garden
hugged me inside itself.
Sky above is mostly green than blue;
of dense branches and,
of leaves of trees
Long citybus journey, I make.
through God's vacation spot.
Window seat, I prefer.
Images that trespass through it:
Wet tree trunk. Fresh traffic signboards.
Flowered platforms. Tall buildings.
Mobile Chat-outlets. Chatters on mobile.
Families. Friends. Boys. Girls. Kids.
Attached lovers in motorcycles.
And the girl in the window
of the other citybus.

Where shall I express my feeling
without you?

It's human nature to share.
I can't register these scenes,
without sharing them with you.
MG Road platform walk.
Brigade road rush.
Iskcon difference.
Peaceful churches.
Sensuous whitefield homes.
The pluvial scenes.

Through all these,
I walked with your shadow.
Just only your shadow. I miss you.

To explain you there,
I am rehearsing here.
To make you feel,
I am sensing it here.
Everyday after work,
I can't deliver
my narration of that day
without you.
The new machines.
The new work.
The new workspace.
You need to know all these.
I need to tell you all these.

To meet you there,
I am waiting here.

They say,
God can't be everywhere,
that's why he made mothers.
Ma,
I miss you.
I need you.
I feel empty
without you.

Yes, now I understand...
you can't be with me always,
that's why,
you made me believe in God.


- the most blessed are those who encounter the toughest times... because, God thought you are
the strongest to handle these toughest...