Scene 1:
Jaliawala bagh… “aapka aagyakaari beta…Bhagat Singh…”

Scene 2:
The tricolor is folded and presented to the mom, at the funeral

Scene 3:
The door-bell rings…mom goes to open the door. 2 soldiers with the trunk of her son

Scene 4:
“itna sab ho gaya aur main sirf dekh raha hoon…saala humhaari kuch aukaad nahi hai…”…(cries inconsolably)

Scene 5:
“…sochta hoon ki humhaare bacche kale honge ki gore…”… “hahahahahaha”… (gun shots)…


5 scenes…5 characters…my eyes…my tears…my feelings…my helplessness…

Rang De Basanti…! Rocking…!


I saw it for the 2nd time today…and the emotions are just the same. Such movies are not really movies…they are an experience…an experience that leaves my mind disturbed. I wish I could do something…I want to do something…but feel bound by so many things. It’s so hard to let go…when there is so much attached to you. But then…that is precisely why sacrifice is so hard…!


Suddenly the placements…this MBA…this anxiety and this ‘survival’ seems so trivial…! And yet here I was…preparing bloody cases and taken personal interviews…at times questioning…why…?


At times…it takes a movie to make you realize your worth…or the lack of it…!

God I loved the movie…

Watch it…!

~a