DAY 1861
The Isles of Great Britain in London, for the 20th-21st of May in the year 2013, and at a time of day Mon-Tue for 3:25 AM, GmT
It needs to be said that the years and decades of the Industrial revolution that occurred in the Western World, cannot be matched by those that struggle to leap frog in quantum endeavour to remain in the reckoning ! Each existing moment there is hope and belief that something which shall revolutionise the lives of us humans, is being worked on in some corner of the world.
How must the faults that come along with invention be rectified, repaired and put forward again to a most discerning audience, is a challenge that is most daunting. The fact that it does get accomplished speaks volumes of those that sit in discussion and debate on the next discovery to ease our lives.
Someone does dream a dream and an entire technology gets motivated to make sure that , no matter how unapproachable it may be, the fulfilment and the perfection of that dream has to be accomplished.
As I travel around this part of the world, I cannot but admire the thought processess of the great minds that have through extreme hard work, eased our living, and given us an answer to the many questions that rack our delicate minds.
Yes, perhaps the humane element to all this is lesser when compared to other parts, but either you accept one or the other … each region has I believe, chosen a path which to them maintains the importance and the relevance of it. So immense is the need for discovery and invention, that those that look in wonder at the feats, must often think what the need for it may have been, since there were more inexpensive ways of accomplishing them. True … perhaps in some parts of the world. But I fear they come from those parts of the world, that have either attempted and failed, or having failed do not wish to permit any intervention to a flourishing existing business !!
However, with the proximity that communication brings with us today, it shall remain well nigh impossible to ignore or even condescend to walk away from such inventions ….
Inventions start from basic improvements … improvements that bring about ease of work and therefore life. And since the benefits of these are so readily visible, the desire to not exactly do away with them has disappeared … well almost …
It could be as lavish and unbelievable as the Chunnel under the sea of the English Channel, or just quite simply, a door knob with smoother operations. Each day of the year and year after year, there is a most accomplished think tank that must do nothing else but this .. one that continuously thinks of bringing change of conduct !!
Would all of this finally destroy us … as a society ? I think not. We were happier then to book a call to New York and get to speak to the concerned person after a week. We are equally happy and concerned too, that while travelling at great speeds under the crust of the earth, under the belly of a massive ocean, water body, Channel … we are unable to connect as rapidly as desired to the people above us ..
Perhaps in time this fault will be noticed and efforts shall be made to rectify it … and with that insure that systems work and shows go on uninterrupted ..
My love to you … and my departure for tonight ..
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1860
London of the B-Palace, United Kingdom on the 19th of May 2013, at the time and day of Sunday 8:50 PM , GmT …
Further travel takes me beyond seas again, the seas that have been crossed just a few days rewinded, but for a short length of time, to be back by the evening and then within a day to Mumbai and home …
I must admit it has been a most infectious trip this … the Premiere, the NyC of the United States in the Apple, to the ink blue waters of the South of France and Cannes festival and the opening of ‘Gatsby’… Cap d’Antibes, that little jewel in the vicinity, heard of during the times of University and the visits of some friends there ..
But most importantly … the joy of respect and gratitude for those that associate themselves with cinema the world over, and to be in close proximity of them, to feel and breathe the air of their presence, to hear and be humbled by the knowledge of us with them and to be given the opportunity to find our community on an International platform, reserved primarily by our greats of the developed world !!
It would be improper to detail all the events and the happenings of all these days, much of which has been extensively covered and documented by an enormous presence of the media from all parts of the world, but suffice to say, that the experience of being in the proximity of the greats has but taught us all, the relevance of humility and the respect for fraternity … also it has to be said … that the concerns, apprehensions, anxieties, attitudes joys and sorrows that we in our very small capacity and world encounter, are unanimous with all, from across the globe … collections, first week ends, publicity and marketing, reviews … all remain common to us all …
Ahhh … ! relief ! they are human too …
But enough now of languishing in comfortable reclines, of presentations and of what they that matter think. It is to the board now to start again from where it all started from, to replenish to think to perform to reestablish to perhaps discover and be tutored to fresh and challenged opportunity, to live in apprehension and hope, to wonder what will work and what not, to consider and associate with the new and the important … so much to be done and such little time ..
Would it or will it ever happen … time only can tell … and time has its own limitations, never guided or prescribed ..
hah hahah ha a…
that was to myself as I sit myself down to write my missives .. and it kindles my laughter because of the various efforts I need to make to get to a position of comfort before a word can truly be composed .. confused ?
Let me explain. The wi fi signal in this room has a mind of its own. It connects and disconnects at will. The angle of the lap top then, needs positioning to get those vital conical lines to the brim. These have, through a great process of trial and error been found to be at the edge of my bed, in a corner, normally reserved for extended toes to protrude from under the duvet. It is a 90* angle, and the machine sits in the middle of the angular 90. My chair then faces it, with the pointed corner of the bed, hitting the lower portion of my belly, as I sit astride the 90 of the bed - a leg on each side ! The hands hang in mid air, obviously, as I punch the lines, and that in itself is a process. Now … in order to remove my girth and my limbs that occupy three fourths of my torso, I need to swing the left leg almost above my head, over the open hood of the computer to the other side to meet its compatriot, the other leg, before I can reach out for the phone, mobiles, water or the door ..
Picture that and do empathise with my ‘extenuating circumstances’.. I do go to great ‘lengths’ to connect with the Ef … do I not ??
May all be blessed with good humor health and happiness ..
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1859
The British Isles, London on the Saturday-Sunday of May 18th going on to 19th, by the time of 0:35 am GmT …
Until you see it and know that the means are reachable, you tend to procure it, not so much for its immediate need, but that it may not have been readily available earlier ..
Many a story of early and poor struggle haunts numerous individuals, after they have overcome it. They refer to it with some sense of achievement and pride. Many look back upon it with egoistic glee .. ’ I never had it but see how I defeated it through time and work, and now look where I am ..’ ..
Many would find that difficult to express. The insecurity of perhaps falling back to those times keeps them wary of gloating over it. I observe a sports woman declaring that on a programme on Tv and feel hesitant for her…
’ I was very poor and through my talent I am now in a position where I have made enough money that I never need to work ever again ..’
That is a strong expression, filled with the confidence of retaining her wealth, and have the confidence and belief to say it out. Many would never be able to say that. At most, what emanates, refers to the unknown forces and the divinity that marches along with it….
‘God has been kind, to me .. I am fine , thank you … !!
However there are those with ambition and drive and a sense of greater achievement, who never rest on their laurels or their ‘balances’ and desire to do more for more. They are determined people, people that know the potential and how that result that they imagine can and is reached. Their confidence in the nature of their need to excel even greater is remarkable. How do they muster such courage to be able to predict and optimistically state that a higher peak shall be conquered.
Then there are those that philosophically admit that life is but once in all, and that, which they cannot indulge in now, would have to suffer the wait of the next birth - a factor they shall never be able to ascertain even if they did re enter the human earth.
One reads many a smart wording on such belief often .. ‘live like there is no tomorrow ..’ they confess, and expect many to follow suit. How do they get the gall to believe such permanency in their thought ?
I envy such, for I do not have what they have, and I feel that they have right at times. But then I rethink on it and conclude … each of us has been given independent thought word and deed … that is what needs protection. That is what was given to me, in birth, in fate, in way of life, perhaps .. and I must respect that and be content … yes, content !
Many that suffer existence in this life, blame or believe that it is the result of mistakes or wrong doings of the past life, and that till these wrongs committed are corrected, life shall be giving birth to you in similar manner each rebirth. Perhaps as another lesser human or some element of nature. A plant, a tree, an animal, anything that would make your life precarious, because of the faults of a previous life !
These are interesting thoughts. In the absence of scientific proof or examination, they gather an almost impenetrable truth for those that are affected by it …
‘For the wrong that you do, the Almighty, God, Allah, Bhagwan, Eshwar shall seek a price from you .. so be prepared and be frightened of it …’
Faith in the unknown, is faith indeed … for there are many and so much in many that have no answers to the many ..
But I have an answer to at least one - your dedication and love !
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1858
The Isles again in Britain, on whose empire once the sun never set, here now for the 17th/18th of May 2013, at a time when we are reaching the two indicators on what is normally called a clock, to 12 :45 AM on gmt
There is a sadness that befalls as one has to leave a place which has begun to grow on you. Cannes certainly had that effect, and I doubt if there shall be another occasion for this to come to me in a repeat, but suffice to say that the hours spent have been most satisfactory.
The meetings with the people, the event of the film, the experience of being asked to open the Festival of the 66th Cannes, the joy and togetherness of all the cast, of informal outings with them … all have been a phenomenal learning experience.
There have been some complimentary reviews on the film and some words of recognition for the character I play. For this I am most grateful. I do feel that the limitations of an alien in the western cinema shall remain, and so the understanding or the moral of this short lived story is that … one must aim small and minuscule, be focussed and true to profession, and remain quietly settled in the background ..
My Father’s words of wisdom on this too, which I may have shared earlier ..
at an event seat yourself on the last row, for if ever they decide to move you, you shall only move forward ..!!
I have found warmth and comfort seated in the last row .. for that is where I belong. There is far too much enthusiasm and desire among those that follow me diligently and with sincerity, to break lose, to push forward selfishly, to meet important makers in this world of International cinema .. I shall … but it has to be restrained in its objective .. self respect, dignity, true value of effort must and has to be maintained.
It does not matter if more comes my way … less will do ..
It does matter though, if I was deserving of the next moment or not !!
Good night then dearest ones … my love
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1857
Hotel du Cap, Cap D’Antibes, France of May 16th and past into the 17th at the time of 3am .. late, but in the South of France its acceptable ..
I have no reason to be with the music and the words of my Father … but I remember him much, and in this wild world of celebrity and status, of pageantry and etiquette, of what I believe strained complementariness, of finesse and protocol, of conversation that seems not to have heart perhaps, the genuineness of the verse and the accompaniment of relevant notes, introverts you … that intrinsic feel that many of us experience, yet are hesitant to express, finds space … the space that understands them that remain diligent and connected to the earth … the ground that now terms itself as an obscure expression titled ‘Blog’ !!
I know there is understanding and connection with all … I feel the pounding of the beats as we embrace, touch and reach out to all that commit themselves, assist in forming that which, tested with time, has gone beyond ..
That beyond is my realm, built ‘day by day’ with my breath, my sweat, at times with my blood, and right now with the tears that flow down as symbols each of your affection and love …
I bathe within it, the salt of its presence playing with the edges of my lips, which twitch not in sorrow or sadness, but twinge gently, nervously, to shape the beginnings of a smile …
I am flushed with the love you give me … and find such inadequacy in its repayment ..
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1856
Hotel du Cap, Cap D’Antibes, France,
May 15/16, 2013 Wed/Thu 3 :10am
My dearest, and the ones I address as my dearest ..
At first my sincere apologies to have missed out the Ef that came by at Cannes to cheer and meet me. The protocol by the Festival is most strict. They do not permit of even design your day without consideration of the guided format, predetermined, so there is very little one can do to break that .. then, the weather played havoc. For the Ef to have remained steadfast on the stands despite it, getting wet and without food, must be the biggest sacrifice made … thank you so much … but allow me to say this, that through out the evening I could feel your presence even though I could not see you .. and that to me was most important.
The Festival authorities at Cannes have been extremely welcoming and kind to me. The respect and the dignity offered was exceptional. To have invited Leonardo di Caprio and me on stage to open the Festival, was the moment for me. Such an honor and a privilege for the celebration of 100 years of Indian Cinema to be given the importance it so richly deserves. Truly a historic moment for me, but immensely historic and honorable for the Indian Film Industry, a fraternity that I am and shall always be most proud of.
Most of what has transpired at Cannes has been put out on the net, and most of it has been viewed, so I shall not make the effort of putting it up. It is another matter though, that I do not have a single record or photograph of my own, to be posted here and at other mediums !!!
But tomorrow is another day and hopefully something shall appear .. Moses Sapir still making all possible efforts to get a lot many more pictures up ..
Good night dearest ones … my love for all …
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1856(i)
Hotel du Cap, at the Cap D’Antibes in South of France, for May 16th which should have been for May 15th, at a time when it gets to be afternoon around 11:55am
This was meant to be the page for the evening last, but for some reason as I saved the draft all its contents disappeared, leaving just the DAY, which I might add was wrong .. it was written as 1846, when it should have been 1856. For some technical internet reason, the ‘blank’ blog went out and has caused some concern ..
May your attention to all the errors that I make be ever vigilant, and may my Ef ever be there to correct, reprimand, show disgust, annoyance and anger at my follies.
Each moment of my life must be filled with learning and discovering the correctness of being in this world, and how wonderful to have an army of dedicated Ef that do such a diligent job of working towards it ..
Thank you my dears … and my apologies once again at the missed opportunities at Cannes last evening ..
Forever in gratitude …
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1855
Hotel du Cap, Antibes, France May 14/15, 2013 Tue 1 :12am
Places and occasions simply take your remaining breath away, when in their company. I am breathless and living in a dream ..
May I just remain so without expressing anything at all ?
I wish to ..
Will you understand ?? Thank you …
My love
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1854
Isles of Britain in London May be the 14th or the 15th of 2013 at a time which began before but ended later 12 :50 Am gmt
@SaharGazeran from Iran.. 14th May birthday ..wishing you all the love and blessings for the year and many many more years to come … love from us all ..
Amit Sangani goes in for surgery today 14th … all prayers for him ..speedy recovery, and successful medications .. in prayer ..
And may the future generations, build to remain fore fronting all that the elders may have. Keep ahead, keep before, keep not abreast but visibly greater and bigger …
For that is the wish of all that bring to the world continuity and perpetuity !
Cannes invites tomorrow and the quotient of palpability surges .. to touch to be felt and perhaps to bring for posterity, that small insignificant presence for the generation that follows …
There will and cannot be great accolades in an arena which is dominated and rightly so by an empire that will remain alien to a majority of us, in our part of the world. A tribute paid through a retrospective in Paris, a solo performance at the prestigious Theatre du Champs Ellysees, a landmark recognition in the sea front city of Deauville, the commentaried Oscar Award winning documentary March of the Penguins, the subsequent medal of honor by the French Government by decorating me with the Legion de Honor … “Ordre national de la Légion d’honneur”, created 1802 by Napoleon Bonaparte, as Commander in category … and on …
But there is scant knowledge of all among many .. a pity ! However, the progeny registers it and that is all that matters. And yes, along with them the very dedicated and devoted Ef ..
These citations however register what the others thought of calibre and deserved recognition. The onus of all that must rest with the person concerned. He or she must feel the justification … else its value shall remain with others, and that does not always translate into value !
We talk today of the classics and the worth of those responsible for creating it for the world to witness, yet when it was time to decorate them we never did. All creativity the world over, be it music, art, cinema, painting, architecture has unfortunately, faced similar societal divorce. It has become a norm, that has denied the one person who needed its lauded glory.
Media, that great instrument of record, has to some extent kept the flag of necessary documentation flying, but perhaps at half mast on most occasions. The point could perhaps be put to debate, but the fear is, that that too shall be monitored and stored through the medium of them, that conduct it, giving rise and position to bias. What transpires next is even more discomforting. Knowing the predetermined outcome of such practice, those connected disconnect. For them all that matters is the moment and the process that they went through, despite and in spite. And there is genuine joy and happiness that the interference from without, has been either out casted, or insulated from.
Those that had the gall and the accumen to put it down to posterity in writing or in book documentation, were honorable people. They left behind a gentle question mark. But those that did not, well, just did not. Hundreds and thousands of precious lives have been lost in futile wars and battles for supremacy, nationality and the protection of land. How many do we remember, how many to we decorate, and how can we know the stories of those who fought silently and sacrificed themselves on the alter of patriotism. A memorial shall be built, protocol and pageantry shall be diligently followed - the salute, the gun fire, the wreaths shall enlighten an important date in the history of a nation … and then …
To the freedom fighters a brass plaque in recognition of their ‘services’ shall be presented, perhaps without any feeling of respect. A stipend shall be announced for it, and never given. For that poor and desperate villager, inspired for the fight to protect his or her Motherland, all that he shall be proud of, shall be that piece of metal which he shall hang in prominence on the only wall of his dilapidated mud home ! He shall spend more time energy and funds to recover what has been promised to him through that monetary recognition. Many do not want the fund for their existence. They want it to register their contribution and its recognition to have been a part of the fight.
Those in charge of its deliverance, shall have other tales to narrate. They bring up the bogey of fraud. Of illegitimate and dishonest carriers of the freedom fighter badge. Of having done nothing, but posing as some who did, in order to gather the financials.
The world is made up of all kinds .. some ‘made up’ some ‘kind’ …
Amitabh Bachchan
DAY 1853
the Isles the Isles in constant Isles, London of May 12/13 of the yearly 2013’s with the timings of the dawn at 10 past the hour of 3 am at Greenwich Mean Time or that through which travels the zero longitudes
There are times in the days of our life when we wished we had what the other had. There are times in the days of our life when the other sits with more than what you have, and the realisation that you will never have what they have. There are times in the days of your life, when you wonder why they have and not you. There are times in the days of our life when, knowing what the other has can never be yours, that you begin to reconcile. There are times in the days of our life when you judge your presence in the presence of the other ; when you feel and realise the difference and if young enough not to be able to understand this social distance, do lament the fact of this ‘injustice’.
Youth and early years perhaps never drive our thoughts towards thinking of this ‘glaring discrepancy’ that is being meted out to us. We complain and question those that bring us into this world, as to why this has happened to us, why we are not on equal terms with our friend in the classroom, in college, at work and in our social circle. Many of us accept quite humbly that, that is how it has been fated. Many do not and revolt in their own way towards it. They either shun their company, at times cynically addressing them as that ‘superior lot’, or most often make them your closest, simply because you find great friendship qualities in them, or, and this is worthy of debate and perhaps too sensitive, you enjoy the accoutrements that shadow them.
But there are some that fail to succumb to all of the above and determine instantly the disparity, the want, the difference … and resolve to amend it. Amend it by immense power of will to never ever allow a situation of the others want and position. Of wanting to be not just like them, but to better their own standing, to be looked at the way, they had at a time looked at the other.
That is a resolve, a determined mission, a destination evaluated to be achieved. One that shall incentivate all energies in getting to it at all cost. And when achieving it to not merely dwell on it but to keep working at not just keeping it alive but enhancing it, each moment ; the insecurity of the past perpetually haunting our present !!
Those that have perhaps lived through generations of the ‘affluent’, may never allow such conditions to ever cross their settled minds. But those that have seen and experienced the inadequacies and wants of the past, shall.
An insecurity may drive one constantly, unrestful, wary and vulnerable in state. There is belief that the fear of insecurity could be enough to garner sufficient reason to continue in progress. There is also the mythic compulsions, if they can be called that, of what certain morals of life may have been instilled in us at early inductions.
The abhorrence towards greed. The worthiness of satisfaction. Of praising the Almighty for giving what He did, and not challenging it. Of acceptance, fulfilment, and the glory of having at least that which has been bestowed upon us.
Yet, there are some that refuse to rest on glittering laurels. Who take insecurity in stride, devour it, never permitting it to raise its uncertain Hydra Head, and with the belief and the strength of their confident ritualistic curricula, drive on in marauding fashion, destroying all recognised and practised documented skill, climbing and conquering the highest and the mighty, at times, yardsticks constructed by themselves, towards unreachable peaks of excellence, achievement and power of singular presence !
There are times in the days of our life, when we ponder and acknowledge this power. There are times in the days of our life when we ponder too on why we were unable to reach such achievement. Why some were made greatly more than us - prettier, better, accomplished, and with the means that we shall never have !!
And … when we cannot discover the righteous answers to all, we fall back on that one aspect of all our lives - the faith and the power of the ‘unknown force’, on the one that resides ‘above’ and watches and conducts us through the baton of his philharmonic, on ‘karma’ and the theosophy of it, on deeds of our life in the past life, the good or the bad, the evil or the sacrifice done …
What an easy way out of all that realistically rests within us all, in our hands and in our minds. We stop because we feel defeated. We do not pursue because we wrongfully accept our limit. We allow the other to overtake us, because we know that it has been ordained thus …
NOOOOOO !!!
We shall fight the fight. Sweat the sweat. Attempt the attempts. And allow what we may have missed, to be dismissed.
Complexities shall and will exist, as must they should. There will be inequality and distinct distinction. The lesser shall always be in the awe inspiring, more. The bourgeoisie will ever find complexity in the elite and the class. That shall ever remain a constant, for some will ‘have’, and most ‘have not’ ..
But .. majority lies with the ‘have not’, and in all walks, majority rules. That then is the advantage. That then is the disadvantage of the ‘have’.
Pity not, nor ever make error of sympathy with the ‘nots’. That to me could be the most appalling and atrocious mis judgement.
A majority of life’s existence has been built brick by brick, by the ‘nots’. Look around you and see. Feel their presence about, for they have remarkable tales of how they ‘have’ now. If not by choice, at least by example follow them that did not tread the chosen path of lament, instead visit and ensure the proven path that they structured for the ultimate deed of survival and success …
There is however a matter of concern that must be addressed. The insecurity of inferior complex, gives rise invariably to the over indulgence of superiority.
Superiority complexes have the ugly habit of peeling off the tender skin of a festered inferiority.
May the effort and the labor of coming out on top ever be compelled to a brashness unbecoming of the acquired achievement. May they be Blessed that do and survive. It cannot form a recommended generalisation for many.
Those that achieve, take an earnest and pleasurable, honest look at their modest past. Some with humble pride, others with a certain disdain.
I would never be able to ‘look back in anger’. If all achievement were to be lost tomorrow, I would be happy and content with the lower middle class that I always have been. But then … this too is too presumptuous a thought - I need to believe first that I have achieved any, at all.
I share with you, all that comes to me when I talk to myself …
You have then occupied and inhabited me .. or so I strongly believe !!
Amitabh Bachchan
