lost n found...

i remember the last time i walked out of a movie hall after a hindi movie and was glad. about d movie and d changing phase of indian commercial cinema. and today it happened once again. i went in to watch no one killed jessica with very high expectations - having heard it was great. and it surpasses all of it. in spite of the fact that the story is a bollywood version of fact (hybrid of fact and fiction, says the disclaimer), the movie has its own strength of character that can be believed.

it made me wonder if in the past 25 or 26 years there has ever been anything that has made an activist out of me. that would make me take to the roads and crusade. it reminded me o that scene in rdb in which someone asks - "mujhe laga kisi ke liye mar matne ka jasba humme ho hi nahi sakta". and the truth is - "mujhe bhi aisa hi laga". and i've not been proven wrong until date. the only ever time we literally took to the roads was in college first year. as freshers had who to follow everythin that was told blindly, i remember going to secretariat and joining an impassioned march. the cause. i really can't remember. maybe it was against declaring CET as a deemed university. who knows. and i'm not really sure anyone knew the truth of it to care. but march we did.. a far call from the "justice for jessica" march. and a sad memory when seen in this light. :)

something else that touched my heart is the fact that there is power. there is power in being the biggest democracy. when ridden with derision and disbelief that we the people can make a difference, it takes reminders to show that we really can. from the candle vigils to the pink chaddi campaign.. it reminds me that after all we are all NOT in our own insulated universes.

so while the critics may complain that the movie has cliched characters and is melodramatic at best, it did touch a few notes in my heart and for that alone i really like the movie.