Just Another Post

For sometime now, I have been on a journey of exploring, inculcating and reflecting on anything and everything that comes my way. It is something that probably stems from the fact that in the last 2 and half years of college, I have been going through what I presume most people go through. “The optimism of the will and pessimism of the intellect”(a quote a professor of mine said, in one of those rare classes where I was mentally present.)

The fact is that in these years, I have been bombarded with so many issues that get me thinking and feeling (more often than not anger). It is like the floodgates have been opened and I am trying to swim upstream, in search of something. A something I don’t really know.

There are so many things happening in this world, in this country, in your city, in your colony, that it is impossible not to have ‘so many thoughts’ running within one self. The growing nuclear matrix among the nations of the world, the condition of the farmers in India, the situation of our own citizens gunned down by regressive acts like AFSPA, the death of river Yamuna. All this creates this restless in me, not knowing where to voice my opinion. And the irony is that I am a student of journalism!

Watching documentaries and films and making one(some day) puts a lot of things in perspective.Indian films are at curious crossroads. We have more and more independent film makers who go beyond the redundant stereotypes of “Bollywood” and reflect a society and not a construct. But at the same time what interests (and worries) me is that there are hardly any women film makers (this particular generation). All I could think of were three names! (Zoya Akhtar, Reema Kagti and Nandita Das!). As a naive 20 year old, not yet out of my little world of idealism, but wanting to crack it in the bigger scheme of things, I wonder how it is to be a woman making your own movies. That is why watching their films is viewing films with a new lens.

For often than not, some of my favourite films and film makers have numerous emotions, ranging from anger and frustration to the romanticism of dreaming and making anything possible. Someday maybe I would paint these emotions in my own way, in my own colours.



This is the time.

This is the place.

Hoping to make the best use of both.