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D day.

Tomorrow will be an exciting day after long long time.I don’t remember when I’ve decided to embark on a long bike ride. As our awakenings disturb our most beautiful dreams, the long trip had been deprioritised for quite a bit of  time.

But tomorrow will witness a ride of 600km in solitude from Bangalore to Hyderabad. 

What ever comes out of this trip, I’m sure it’ll be a life long memory. 

More about the trip after reaching Hyderabad.


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I’m always worried abt watching Classic films. One gets so much carried away with public opinion, that one can hardly watch them through a personal perception.

My expectation levels, have also ruined my experiences of watching classics.Pyaasa

More than all, the intensity of emotions in popular scenes, dialogues, expressions get so much cliched , that I can hardly find myself appreciating them.

But to me .. Some Films are exceptions. Today Pyaasa by Guru Dutt is an exception.No wonder its an inspiration for Anurag Kashyap to create Gulaal.

No matter how much any body tells about such films, no matter how much expectations you have, no matter the times in which the story is set, some films leave u spellbound, like watching a Sunset at the sea, even though you’ve seen it for a million times.

They hit you so hard and you become numb. They strip you down emotionally. You find yourself in an mental void that you believe that, you’ve taken birth right at that moment and you start feeling things for the first time.

In such moments, there s no past and no future for you. Every second is a genesis of your own self.

As far as the emotion which which ‘Pyaasa’ leaves you, some confine it to sadness, romance, self crisis, self discovery, or bliss. But no matter what emotion we do perceive, Love will always have its final say.

Our anger, jealousy, happiness, possessiveness, pain, egos, hatred… at the limit of all kind of emotions, is where Love manifests itself.
All sorrow is an outcome of degraded, limited versions of our emotions. When we surpass any emotion, take it to its highest level, We find Love. The forms of love are different, some times paradoxical, like mother’s unconditional care, a loved one’s possessiveness, or hatred towards some person.

Love is the pinnacle of any emotion. It leads us to eternal peace.

In thirst (Pyaasa) of such Love, it doesn’t even matter what we lose or achieve.

“Yeh duniyaa agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain !”

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Tollywood is setting new benchmarks for World cinema..

Forget abt No.1 Hero of industry, most popular hero on social media, 1st week collections… town records and wat not. All this shit is done and over.

Now the new standard is…
Number of people died in Audio functions.

In enough time … we’ll have older records broken, with more of so-called fans dying at audio functions. Wait… Its not over yet, the Ex gratia given to the deceased can be included in the budget too… Ohhhh yes !! Now we can hype abt the budget as well.

Seriously.. What the fuck is an audio function..??? Forget abt the music director, he must be feeling relieved, he’s at least let inside and found a place to sit, at some nook corner.

Now u start giving all the names to the hero, such as Rising star.. mighty star… super duper star.. till there r no names left out for Stars in astronomy. Suddenly u recall his father as a tiger , grand father as lion and his uncle as some polar bear ? his cousins as some rattle snakes??? .. I wonder, if I’m watching any National geographic.

As quoted by Quashik mukherjee… A filmmaker needs money to make Films, not films to make money.
Or as Francis ford coppola said, Its a Film business, So the film comes before the business.

With every thing and all the unneeded crap, except the Film itself, Tollywood is better off running a business, much worser than a soft-porn business.

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Once there was a Child,

I’ve lost him in abandoned dreams,

I became a Man.

Once there was God,

I’ve caged him in temples,

I became a Man.

Once there was a Sea of Love,

I’ve dried it up with reason,

I became a Man.

Once there were Skies of Freedom,

I’ve cut off my wings, in a run for the buck,

I became a Man.


Now I’m a Beggar, not home-less, but Soul-less.

Half-naked as the Truth,

As Sinful as Love,

As Real as Death.


All Life, is only a ‘precious’ moment between Dreams and memories..

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