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Friday, November 27, 2015

This is what people want.

Naseeruddin Shah advised  Pakistani filmmakers to stop watching Bollywood movies.

Pakistani directors always try to follow Bollywood and Bollywood always tries to follow Hollywood, even the posters of our films are bad copies of Hollywood,”

Shah Sahb is just getting jazbati. Bollywood movies ain't that bad. We all know that  the thing in Bollywood  is popular and not so popular movies, otherwise they are as creative and original as Indians could be (I know, it's is racist. Eat me).

It has its own audience and if not all, 80%  of its audience are Ok with everything in the Bollywood. They want entertainment, entertainment and entertainment. And B- movies are all about entertainment.

We are living in the third world country. Already there is so much uncertainty and stress. They don't go to cinema for thought provoking deep subjects, or reality. They want light stuff.

People like those tha'aty bazi, thumka, songs, stories. Their romance and humor, action and dialogues suite the audience pretty well.  Awien they are not popular. Not only popular they are hit and super hit.
 In a nutshell, movies are what their audience are. This is what people want to see.

Pakistanis are no different than their neighbors. They have been watching Indian movies since they are in this world (which  they would  deny straight away if any survey carried out and mark my words demand would be family oriented movies). Jomarzi unki..........per dekhty sub Indian maal he hein.

Bollywood movies are Pakistani movie makers' benchmark. Those malsa movies have a huge market here.

It  sells here like it or not.

Not only that Bollywood produces some 900 movies per year. It is quite a big and serious  industry which has produced  some cool numbers like Gangs of Wasseypur, Ship of Theseus, Piku, Court, Titli, Haider, Raincoat, Ugly, Badlapur in recent time. However,  they are just not popular, because it is not typical masla movies what masses want. Some of them I mentioned were straight flops at box office.

Many are sure carbon copies of Hollywood and total flops. And  it is OK.  At least they are making movies.  Hollywood is their  benchmark. Simple !

"For instance, I told [filmmaker] Vishal Bhardwaj during the making of Omkara (an adaptation of Shakespeare’s Othello) to keep the end just like that of the play, but he changed it according to what Bollywood is desirous of.” Naseeruddin Shah.

Film Industry  is a money making enterprise.  Product is for masses. No commercial movie maker ever gonna make any movie which would tank at the box office. Like I have been saying...these producers and directors are no fool. They know their desi audience can't digest the Othello's ending as it is. The have to dumb  it down according to their audience who pay and watch 2 to 3 hours movies.

Another thing about Pakistani audience is that they are so god damn worried are #itemnumbers in "their movies" which according to them " should not be in their movies".... like they don't  enjoy Indian item numbers, like they fast forward when shela ki jawani and baby doll me sony ki show up on their telly screens, like they don't know even in their family oriented Islamic republic there are mujry in weddings and mardana hujray. Shout out to all the hypocrites out there ! 

 Yes....item numbers are real.  They would be there. Go suicide.

For so long the whole film business, acting, singing, cinema going  was considered vulgar in our Pak Land. Things got bit change socially and cinema wise thankfully. Movies are coming out. People are going to the cinemas. Some do try to bring what?  It is just a  start. A new start.

 I have no idea why Shah shab considers it  a tragedy if Pakistan continues to produce bad copies of Bollywood movies when  majority of  recent Pakistani movies like Moor, Shah, Manto, Dukhtar, Waar, Zindah Bhaag, Namaloom Afrad are original, experimental and creative so far.

So be happy :).

Monday, November 23, 2015

No explanation !!!!!!!!!

I shouldn't have left the room like I did. It was awful.

When I reached there she was doing  her everyday drama bazi at H's table. It was lunch time. Almost everyone was there except one co-worker. My mood was OK but suddenly I got so angry. I am so tired of  her loud voice, and dramas. Well, to be honest I slammed the door at him just because of anger. I had no intention of doing that. It all happened so quick.

He called out me in his gentle way. I banged the door and left. It was the rudest thing I ever did to him.

This is one of the  issues which I want to solve or complain to higher authority. But I don't know with whom I should talk  about it as others are all OK with this loud environment.  Everyone likes it.

It seems it would be a  stupidity if I complain as even the mature and older ones are happy with it. When no one listens, and no one understands then it  is useless.....  and more probably you are  insulting your own self while complaining.

So I have just quieten down.

Best was that I should have had adjusted  and mingled with the rest.  I tried but on the day 2 I had a realization that if I stay bit longer with them I am gonna be trapped with these peeps forever.  This s not my circle. To them I am the one who could agy ja sakti hai. My two cents have zero value. I still try to have at least good relation as they are in my face even after almost a year I couldn't do it.

 My bad.

 I couldn't fake it. After Salam and dua I can't go on more  with them.   It is quite hard for me to be with them all the time as we all sit in the same room. It gets so difficult to concentrate, read and prepare lectures when I am back to my office.

To survive I have been ignoring  all this and adjust in the environment as much as I could  but today something came over me at lunch. I just couldn't put up.

I slammed the door and left the room.

I know they are right  and I am wrong.

They are fun and I am boring as hell.

Only A and F like me and with me because they want to be with me. So OK. I am OK with them.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Changing Facebook profile picture to French flag.

Is this necessary to bring Palestine/Lebanon/Iraq or any other Muslim majority country into everything?

Every other FB status was either ISIS ain't Muslims till last night. Today it's all  about " Muslims suffered/are suffering more and no one cares."

If ya don't wanna change your profile pic to French flag, then simply don't do it. But there are people who are doing it.They are showing solidarity with France whether you digest it or not. Why they didn't do it for Palestine or Lebanon when terror attacked happened their is simply  because you dear Muslims didn't do it at the first place.

 Yes, you should have started something to bring the world's attention to those terror attacks claimed by ISIS. You didn't care. You don't own Facebook to design those apps where one can change the profile pic. You didn't do anything actually at all for anyone instead of making kababs and harems.You never care that you gotta be part of this modern world.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

We are just crying.

On Wednesday, someone asked me to fill a psychology survey  sorta form for the research. It was  about how satisfied and happy one is in his/her life.

None of us can be satisfied. And the word happiness is over rated.

 At this point in my life things are getting outta my hand. Though my hyper-happy  self is still there off and on, it is not motivating me to do anything productive. In week days, all day long, I am just preparing ppts for my lectures and talking. I come back home, eat, press my dress for the next day, read a book with tiring eyes and go to sleep.

Wake up, get ready for the  uni, try my best do stuff and  be productive. I then prepare ppts, take class(s), waste rest of the time instead of doing things I thought I would do in the morning. Come back home ................................and then another day.

Nothing productive.

Preparing ppts is just preparing ppts.  So much more can be done by me for my students.  It feels like I am wasting each and every minute of my life. I am going down the drain. It was not like at the start of  this year. Even till last semester (August) I was so motivated and excited about classes, my courses and all that. Something has changed inside me. I have lost all the tracks.

I no more want to break free and run far more !

But what I want now?

Answer is nothing.

We are either progressing or retrograding all the while; there is no such thing as remaining stationary in this life. --James Freeman Clarke

I have no idea what that is happening.  I have no idea whether all that is OK or not. Am I moving forward, going back..or just remaining  like a by stander, complaining about it almost all the time.

And that noise in the faculty room. It is too much to bear sometimes. None of them care that one person is trying to concentrate. I talked about that with one of my co-workers, who seems quite sensible, quite and sober....but she doesn't find it annoying or distracting enough. "I am used to it" was her reply. So Ok.

 Thursday, was so hectic. One of my students invited me  to celebrate  Diwali  with him at 3 pm, Light house Mandir. In 30 minutes I was back in the university. I felt alone. I should have asked someone  to go with me. At Rickshaw I was smsing M to come and join me. Seriously, I have no idea what the heck was that.

There are some other events' invitation too. In none I am interested.

Karachi's 11th  International Book fair is happening at the  Expo center. I don't want to go there either.

On Friday, breakfast plan was done with A. Still I had two bread with mayonnaise spread on them with a tea. First thing I did after reaching uni, I send my dptt's door man  out to buy halwa puri for us. A, came late. Till 10 we were in so called the university's Coffee House, having our greasy desi break fast with coffee. I told her same old shit. Same old talk.

M is right. We are just crying.

Saturday, November 7, 2015


I have no idea how time is passing, but it is passing with too much speed. After giving up almost everything, I am feeling nothing which is good in so many ways. I have stopped having dreams, and making plans. It is all useless, waste of time  and more probably not for all.  Things are getting more clear day by day. This time shall pass too.

Sunday, November 1, 2015

It's strated getting cold.

 Since the last month,  I am spending all my weekends at home.  It is some how peaceful.  My weekdays are quite hectic actually.  8 hours work and  2 hours commute.  It figures ! These days I am reaching home at  Maghrib. Winter is here. It's started getting cold.

In the morning when I went out to buy bread and rusk for  the breakfast, lots of people were having halwa puri. I came home and smsed my friend to have it on Monday morning. "Lets come to work without proper breakfast. Halwa Puri treat by me."

She said yes, we will go :).