Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Why does Google want to keep changing its designs on us?!!!
Every few months when we get accustomed to a certain way of emailing or blogging, there comes a revision that it decides to term an "improvement" and it is all but unleashed on us. We have no choice.
Its new compose experience is a nightmare and pray, why was it needed??
I clicked on it by mistake and got stuck for a couple of days. Then, there was a feverish struggle to figure out how to get the old style back. Google doesnt help you with that at all. They have sneaked in the return to the old format in a place you would hardly seek it.
And now, this silly blogging page. Once you login, you dont know where to begin and what to do. It's so dammnnn user-unfriendly.

The reason I visited this blog after aeons is that I saw a movie I shouldn't have.  This piece of mine should be titled, "Why you shouldnt watch Special 26".
I watched it because I loved Neeraj Pandey's first outing, 'A Wednesday'. The plot was punchy, dialogues crisp, his filmmaking style different and individualistic yet easy without trying to hit you with it a la Ram Gopal Varma. And, above all, I loved Naseeruddin Shah. He carried the movie on his shoulders. Each time I see the movie on TV, I am hooked and watch it like the first time.
I realised that Special 26 -- what's with these names? They are so uninspired I wouldnt watch anything called A Wednesday or Special 26 but the first was a fluke and the second was viewed for the man behind the camera -  may not be the same. So I had no unrealistic expectations from Pandey just that it should be smart and sassy.
But the film faltered on all counts.
The direction was limp. The camera panned on every step walked by a character, every turn of the wheel by the driver, every alley and turn taken by every character. It is a painfully long movie for the kind of story it tells and can safely be cropped by an hour.
Now, for the story. The story is full of holes. The finer points of the plot are never fleshed out. How does Akshay Kumar and his gang of crooks work up to the next heist would be the most gripping part of the telling but that is never told. You are directly delivered to the execution of the plot and even there, there are problems.

It is odd to see these gang members, who actually rake in crores in every loot, live like daily wage earners.  The two junior members travel by buses and rickshaws,and live in rundown homes in lower class neighbourhoods. Anupam Kher has a middle class lifestyle. Akshay Kumar travels in style but doesnt have the swank of a rich thief.
Where does all the money go? For a moment, I thought -- and actually hoped because I was getting hugely disappointing with the rendition on screen, that that would be the twist in the tale at the end, that these guys will be shown to be doing a social duty by fleecing the black money hoarders and giving it all to charity.But that never happened. And it remained a gaping hole in the story, among others.

The twist in the tale itself is interesting but once it sinks in, you wonder why the person needed to carry out the charade  in the first place. There are other holes: how the fake CBI team's special recruitment drive is carried out in a five-star hotel and the gang doesnt half-expect the CBI to walk in and demand an explanation. Or anybody else to bust the fellows.

The songs are a huge bore, eminently avoidable, as is Kajal Aggarwal with her blank expressions, unchalked role and needless romance. The lead pair (she is there in just 3.5 scenes) look like they wont click if they were the last surviving man and woman on earth. Kajal looks too young, too earnest and too simple to match Akshay's 50-plus creases, lack of passion and flambuoyance.

There's more to say but I think I left it at the multiplex. Pandey  should take a very long break before venturing into another.

My real crib is for the critics who have obligingly given him a high scoring, even Anupama Chopra. The dishonesty is startling. Surely, they know better?


Sunday, January 20, 2013

This piece is a must read. It says it all and it says it well. At least someone, even if a mere Indian and not the government, is saying it like it is.
 -S


Kunal Verma


After the Kargil War, I was filming the eight Pakistani prisoners who
had been captured by us in the Dras and Batalik Sectors. The Army PROs
had told the POWs that I was from the Red Cross or some such bullshit
in the hope that they would talk on camera. The first thing I did with
each of them was to tell them that I was from no such organization. I
also told them point blank that their country was denying that their
Army had been a part of the infiltration and their best chance of
returning to Pakistan was to talk turkey and tell the truth or
languish in our jails for years.

The fear of God and the fact that they would never see their families
again worked and they began to talk – all eight of them. As ordinary
soldiers they didn’t know too much, but what they said was detailed
and clearly established how their regular units had moved into
position masquerading as ‘mujahideen’.

The visuals of those men, some with bandages on their eyes, was
flashed on virtually every television channel and within a week the
eight POWs were flown back to Pakistan. That footage is still with me,
and the verbal evidence of the POWs blows whatever fig leaf of cover
the Pakistani establishment ever had.

Kargil was not a one off thing.

The same thing had happened in Jammu and Kashmir in 1948. From day one
the Government of Pakistan had gone blue in the face repeating ad
nauseam that their Army was not involved. Their entire case in the
United Nations was based on that one big lie which we could never
convincingly expose, despite the fact that Western journalists had
splashed photographs of the active involvement of the Pakistan Armed
Forces.

For my book, 'The Long Road to Siachen: The Question Why' I found some
of these images fairly easily, yet no one on the Indian side felt the
need to aggressively nail this great big lie. Years later, when
Pakistani officers began to publish their own stories, we still did
nothing to counter this propaganda.

As a nation, we are pathetic when it comes to remembering our history
or honouring the brave men who died defending this country –
sixty-five years on and our political leadership grudges them even a
National War Memorial!

Not surprising then that October 1947 in Baramula has all but been
forgotten, when the tribal lashkar pulled out and raped virtually
every woman and girl in the town; or for that matter forgotten the
chilling words when Skardu fell and the Pakistani field commander
wired back “All Sikhs killed and women raped” or words to that affect.

In 1965 they did it again, and then again in 1971, even when the
Pakistan Army was fighting for its survival in Bangladesh, they
tortured and mutilated our boys.

22 Rajput at Madhumati had two men stripped naked and dragged through
the streets behind jeeps while others were tied to trees and their
eyes were gouged out!

The Indian Government’s response was predictable – 22 Rajput was
pulled out of the Eastern Theatre.

The Pakistan Army which had behaved in the most barbaric manner
possible with the people of Bangladesh were then protected by us from
the Mukti Bahini and 93,000 POWs were sent back by a preening Indian
Government while some of our own boys even today are reportedly
languishing in their jails. Not one of the Pakistani soldiers was
tried for war crimes.

Our Parliament is attacked and Mumbai is held hostage by ‘non-state
actors’, Kashmir has been on fire for thirty years thanks to our
hostile friends across the border and all we do is sanctimoniously
talk of CBMs and signing Track 2 ‘deals’ where we want to talk of
demilitarization of Siachen based on some ridiculous sentimental
hogwash of being brothers who have been separated at birth! We want to
play cricket and hold hands and sing songs and write articles about
‘Aman ki Aasha’. Sure, there’s nothing wrong in building people to
people contacts and keeping dialogue open, but surely it must be on
our terms.

And now this! Pakistani soldiers behead our boys and we wring our
hands in collective anguish. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH US?

We’ve brought this upon ourselves! We can’t protect our women, we
can’t look after our farmers, or our soldiers – either on the borders
or in Chattisgarh – we can’t take a damn step any more without being
surrounded with the stench of corruption. As a people we have failed
and the Government of India, which is us, have failed the country as
we squabble at every level.

Every institution is today under attack – be it the Army, the Police
or the Judiciary. We watch as our Parliamentarians make monkeys of
themselves in the highest edifices of democracy and then go scuttling
into their homes behind a barricade of police protection and barbed
wire when our children take to the streets. Just imagine what would
have happened if the President of India had walked down the Raisina
Hill slope and embraced the anguished youth and shared their concern.
All we got was lip service. And water canons and a few lathi charges.

The underlying message of these protests – be it Anna Hazare or Ramdev
or Kejriwal or Sangeeta, Radhika, Madhulika, Meena or Jyoti is the
same, even if our screaming, sometimes hysterical media misses it! THE
PEOPLE ARE CRYING OUT FOR BETTER GOVERNANCE! Every scandal – be it the
CWG, 2G, 3G, Coalgate, Kodankulam or FDI, is a nail in our crumbling
wall.

When your intestines are bleeding, your women being raped, your
fishermen are being shot by drunk Italian Guards as sport, and all you
do is make shrill noises on TV, do you seriously expect the enemy
sitting beyond your gate to shake his head in sympathy or do you
expect him to hit you even harder.

If he takes away your heads, it anguishes us today. But as we have
regularly demonstrated, we will do nothing about it.

I have two simple suggestions:

The media must stop covering the Pakistan border. A complete news
black out on anything concerning the LOC. The Indian Army is more than
capable of making the people who did this heinous act pay. Just leave
the Army alone. It is their ghost and they will burry it at their time
of choosing.

Enforce a Naval economic blockade of Karachi until Dawood Ibrahim, the
perpetuators of the Mumbai Attack, and the Pakistani Army personnel
who beheaded our boys in 2011 in Kupwara and now in Mendhar are handed
over. There should be no compromise on this. The Indian Navy has had a
virtual son-in-law status since Independence and all the talk of a
blue water Navy now needs to be put to the test.

Choke Pakistan economically so that they hurt. Neither the Army nor
the IAF have the numerical superiority over Pakistan to conduct any
surgical retaliation strike. The Navy on the other hand, has a major
edge over the Pakistan Navy.

If the rest of the world, especially the US, has a problem with this,
tell them to go to hell and shut the door behind them!


Kunal Verma is the author of 'The Long Road to Siachen: The Question
Why and 'The Northeast Trilogy'.

A filmmaker, he has been professionally associated with the Armed
Forces for over two decades. His films include 'The Standard Bearers
(National Defence Academy)', 'The Making of a Warrior (Indian Military
Academy)', 'Salt of the Earth and Aakash Yodha (IAF)', 'The Naval
Dimension and Kashmir: Baramula to Kargil' among others.

The recently published 'Northeast Trilogy' documents the entire
Northeastern region of India