A film director thinking..

Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash Okay so.. I have been struggling. I want to make a good film and it is high time now. I need visuals. Aisa kuch jo is duniya ka sabse busiest aadmi bhi ignore na kar paaye. And good music. Taaki rhythm bani rahe aur aap mere narrative me behte chale jaayen. :) Teesra feature film screenplay khatam hone ko aaya hai, ye waali pata nahi kab banengi lekin jab bhi banengi koshish karunga ki large format pe bane . I remember those few IMAX films that I watched as a child. Those are the ones that got me excited about the medium. It's an expression. An expression for a filmmaker. We need more innovation in cinema halls, now more than ever. Health report came in and boy some of my levels are not good. Have made significant changes to what goes inside my belly. Have cut off from deep fried to keep my cholesterol in check. TSH levels are also somewhere they shouldn't be. Feels like a spike from all the sitting and junk-food. Thank you lockdown! Need to ...

Photo by Andrik Langfield on Unsplash A lot of clueless souls wandering in the limitless perception of time created by the ongoing pandemic. What do we do? Where do we go? And to the ones with anxiety, increased sense of fear and a completely changed reality inside their heads - I believe in you. Do this right now. Write everything you've learned or are willing to learn over the course of your life. Write it, look at it and dream about it. Even if you have mastered the art of being lazy, write it in a way that sounds reassuring. I know, long stretch. But I've noticed how this helps. You can come back to it and feel good about yourself.  Okay I have to admit, even I don't know if I am utilizing my time efficiently but I have a bunch of things on my mind and I am willing to accomplish them. Only a bunch. Not a million dreams. Just three or four. I am working bit by bit in order to secure my future self.  Mujhe neend nahi aati kabhi kabhi raat me. Accha sa routine ban jaata h...

This summer wasn't a vacation, winters seem to be heading in the same direction. This year has only two months for some people. Nations across the globe announced total lock-down giving people time to reflect upon themselves and the world. These are trying times when the issue for mental health came back to light; actually it never left the spot. We were the ones who were ignorant from time to time. Photo by Camila Perez on Unsplash Air travel changed. Ways of living changed. What is it that didn't change? Everything did. Our lives were affected in each and every possible way. Fear of the virus made people return to their roots. Amidst all this we saw riots, violence and even a glimpse of what could have been a war. People are upset and as I said earlier, these are trying times. Will, patience and your productivity is what will get you through to the other side. We lost a lot of industry gems. I have been trying to write a couple of feature-length screenplays for the first ti...

Of course, it is a city in the literal light-bulbs of the mind. For the sake of proving a point, the title had to be quirky. The bus ride, connected minds, helpful people, random smiles and yet again wada pav. Though by now I have also started eating poha and aloo ke parathe for breakfast. I used to eat from a shop outside Kokilaben Dhirubai Ambani Hospital. Suddenly, that has changed. I found a better place around 25 steps from the original one. After breakfast, I head down to another stall for tea. In front of that is a naariyal paani waala . Why did I call it a beehive? Take a look at the picture. What do you see? Photo by  Atharva Tulsi  on  Unsplash 14.09.2019 - 12:59 PM Whoever that Shivendu was. Haven't been able to spot the shop from a few days. There's one general thing though. I feel like everyone is quite frustrated here. Like all the time. I was told that this is the city's love for you. And I am getting it. The words are supremacy. They love yo...

Mrs. Suveni Balan From history lessons based on drawings to discussing the Mumbai traffic, an evening with my former history teacher brought back so much as well as some new insights about the city. I learnt about schools that had their roots in Germany. The ones that did not restrict their students to code but instead the morals. Sitting down on the floor, sharing and washing your own dishes is more important than the length of your hair. A neat look does, make one look presentable. Certainly not what I am in the above picture. The first thing I did next morning was to shave my uneven beard. You can't even call that a beard. I have bushes on my face. She treated me with dishes from Kerala. Some sweet thing rolled in Maida ( Edit :  The sweet dish is actually called ada. It is made of rice atta rolled in banana leaves (I (Suveni Ma'am) removed the banana leaves before giving it to you) with Jaggery, dry fruits,and coconut * ) , shaped like a triangle. Then there was Tof...

Photo by  Joseph Pearson  on  Unsplash Ad films, research and wada pav. This is how the man who wants a piece of the cake in the Indian Film Industry begins his journey. Everyone out there has already swallowed a word into their superior consciousness that I do not prefer much. Arrey bhai kuch badal ke dekho, sab kuch badal jaayega.  I have already started making videos with my new K20 Pro which will go down into the video that I will make for Phase 233, haha I just mistyped 233, damn it! I did it again. Phase 3 Everything can go downhill from here. There is fear, heartache and a burning desire. The burning desire will keep you alive. Why am I being a teacher? You already know what you have to do and I know you will get there one day, keep believing. The videos, aah. Slow-motion videos from my K20 Pro are coming out nicely. I plan to make some eye-soothing and aesthetically mind-numbing visuals from it given that it fulfils a promise of being a good cellu...

Ranjit Sir It was a gloomy afternoon and when I say gloomy, I mean I was sad. Really sad. Seeing his face would always bring a smile to my face. I would greet him, he'd greet me back and then we went behind the Police Station (a carefully designed movie-set in the premises of my college from where I did my graduation). He used to smoke a lot of cigarettes and was told by people that it was a bad habit. I remember reading it in a comment on Facebook. When I used to ask him about his cigarettes, he used to tell me that he knows what he is smoking and the quality of the product and he even told me why they are so cheap. Knowledge was his weapon. Photographers in the college treated him like a knight in shining armour who will solve all their problems. Guess what, he did. His words were enough. Getting back to that evening... There I was sitting on this elevated cemented structure, a narrow line near a public toilet that was used by industry professionals. I once whined about ...