No, Mr. Khan ...no matter how much do you claim about your success, your collections at box office, i will not not be enticed to watch this movie. No I do not support what Shiv Sena says (i am your die hard fan). I still believe yours are the only movies which are out and out entertainers, Oh ! i loved Om Shanti Om, And Rab ne Bana Di Jodi was a love story with Tadka. But not MNIK, i can't be coerced into spending money to watch this flick, on second thought not even for free i will spend my time watching your autistic character.
I wonder why anyone has to showcase the limitations of a fellow human being to earn money. How is it different from going to circus or leafing through the pages of "believe it or not" where you can find all sorts of repulsive abnormalities. Further such melodramatic movies, which take creative liberties while etching a character with special needs or differences might not depict an exact picture of what actually will it mean to be with such a person (as is the character of Shahrukh Khan in MNIK).
When i started with this blog, the movie had just released in theaters and nobody knew the fate of the movie. Its been almost three months till now after the release now, today i will finish up with this topic and post it. Although the surge of emotions is not the same.
Anyways coming back to what i started of with, movies like Pa, U Me aur Hum, are not entertainers neither they are documentaries, giving the authentic details about a particular disorder. These movies just en cash on the audiences' attraction for melodrama.
Well , i am signing off and posting this blog or take another three months to complete and post it.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Blogs-- public- personal-diary
Now this might not make sense to many.
I regard blogging as a public -private diary. As, especially in my case, my relatives are highly unlikely to read every blog that i write, friends too would read what I recommend/force or foist on them to read by sending them required link and calling them to make sure that they read what i write and add a comment too.
So its a fun way to vent your secrets, knowing they will be safe in the hands of innumerable users who are as self-contained as i am when it comes to logging on to blogger.com and signing off as soon as they are done with releasing their convoluted, twisted, agonies via impassive blogs.
So who else other than dear blog/diary is the most favourite buddy, who will lend you a vast space to write and revisit your Nihilistic tales of the strange world we all live in, where no one but me/user is the only sane person.
After this long preface: I want to tell the world, and to no one in particular, why i left my last job which lasted only for a day.
24x7learning.com hired me as consultant trainer for one their institutes in Greater Noida. The job was good and very much up to my interest. It would have given me a leverage for any future prospects too. But the negotiations for the reimbursement didn't go right. i should have asked for more than what was agreed upon. Certainly there was no going back on my words once i agreed. I thought the environment of the institute will fill in what money was not able to do. But here too disappointment was waiting for me, the classes had to be conducted on different floors, in different buildings. The rooms were more than well lit with the sun pouring in generously. How could I expect the students to learn finery's of behaviour, to absorb the required 'soft skills', when most of the time (and mine too) was spent in wiping forehead and taking side glances at watches.
I wanted to tell the 'skillbridge' people, for that what the course was called, that any training programme required the trainee to be full attentive. such programms are not any other professional course where even if you miss a class, the texts or references would help. All communication classes are about making student confident, a feel good factor has to be induced in them. Without a comfortable ambience this is difficult to bring about.
Since i couldn't possibly tell them all this, neither they would have bothered with my opnions, my next step was to quit.
I do not know what the future holds for me, if any other suitable job shall come up, which will hoild my interest for long.
Que sera sera...
I regard blogging as a public -private diary. As, especially in my case, my relatives are highly unlikely to read every blog that i write, friends too would read what I recommend/force or foist on them to read by sending them required link and calling them to make sure that they read what i write and add a comment too.
So its a fun way to vent your secrets, knowing they will be safe in the hands of innumerable users who are as self-contained as i am when it comes to logging on to blogger.com and signing off as soon as they are done with releasing their convoluted, twisted, agonies via impassive blogs.
So who else other than dear blog/diary is the most favourite buddy, who will lend you a vast space to write and revisit your Nihilistic tales of the strange world we all live in, where no one but me/user is the only sane person.
After this long preface: I want to tell the world, and to no one in particular, why i left my last job which lasted only for a day.
24x7learning.com hired me as consultant trainer for one their institutes in Greater Noida. The job was good and very much up to my interest. It would have given me a leverage for any future prospects too. But the negotiations for the reimbursement didn't go right. i should have asked for more than what was agreed upon. Certainly there was no going back on my words once i agreed. I thought the environment of the institute will fill in what money was not able to do. But here too disappointment was waiting for me, the classes had to be conducted on different floors, in different buildings. The rooms were more than well lit with the sun pouring in generously. How could I expect the students to learn finery's of behaviour, to absorb the required 'soft skills', when most of the time (and mine too) was spent in wiping forehead and taking side glances at watches.
I wanted to tell the 'skillbridge' people, for that what the course was called, that any training programme required the trainee to be full attentive. such programms are not any other professional course where even if you miss a class, the texts or references would help. All communication classes are about making student confident, a feel good factor has to be induced in them. Without a comfortable ambience this is difficult to bring about.
Since i couldn't possibly tell them all this, neither they would have bothered with my opnions, my next step was to quit.
I do not know what the future holds for me, if any other suitable job shall come up, which will hoild my interest for long.
Que sera sera...
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