Jalsa, Mumbai Apr 16/17, 2014 Wed/ Thu 1 : 07 am
'Bhoothnath Returns' wins the election and throws a success party ! A moment of happiness .. naah … so cliched and done statement !
A moment etched in great pain and sweat and tears .. a moment which shall be treasured for posterity. The writing on the wall, is no longer a writing, it is but a permanent marker - tough to erase, tougher still to make attempt to do so ..
Cathartic in countenance, such elements of joy and celebration were a million miles away in our times. A jubilee function or that of a silver or gold was almost a lost entity. It meant the world to put one together and then to wait for it to happen after its 50 weeks or so. Now … its instant ; the status known and announced in a jiffy, to the rest of the world .. no mementoes, no nothing .. just a large crowd of invites, a stage for the cast and crew to assemble, short speeches of the ‘fun’ and the ‘frolic’ enjoyed by all, a photo - op and back home after a thousand ‘selfies’ !
That ladies and gentleman is the crux .. at the end of the day … errrmm … night !!
There could not have been a more happier group than this .. the success has meant so much to all of us. To pull off a film with no stars, no large box office names, and no conventional escapist content - the one renowned to rattle up some serious numbers at the box office !!!
Leading the ‘little fellow’ to join up on stage with the rest of the cast and crew … to compliment each other, to laugh, to be filled with pride and to be not too arrogant about it !
Arrogance is a tough customer. It has the ingredients of superiority, without meaning most of the time. It allows one to push that upper nose and the body provocatively in the air, and to smell the essence of pride, place and degree, about you …
Which I might add is not too bad after all. Is it incorrect to be in confident expression all the time. To be driven by belief that one is deserving of appreciation. I think not. Instead I think it is a rare quality. Optimism and self belief does not come easily to us mortals, simply because we are at the end of the day, mere mortals too ..
Having work is arrogant. A show of unrestrained joy for the other is arrogance. To be talked of, behind closed doors and windows, in glorious terms, is arrogant ..
See how well it comes to us to be able to make distinct and different adjectives for the other, even when your own talk is diffident and not forthcoming ..
Better then, to be in such state. A state of self deprecation, of being with the other, irrespective of time place standard or levels of differentiation ..
Your individuality then in safe custody, your mind and body in attribution, but within the limitations of what we may have designed of ourselves much earlier …
that would be a near perfect existence ..
But you know, as do I, that it shall never happen again ..
A statement in time … Ramesh Sippy the maker of ‘Sholay’ in the grey hairline, his son Rohan, in the back ground, maker of the successful ‘Bluffmaster’ with Abhishek, and a little lost me ..
Happiness though … (lord ! we are back on this) .. is an expression with oneself. What shall be us shall be with all. At least that shall be the utopian practice. And so unbridled laughter is the key to all ailments .. ! Or so it seems !!
I rest .. and live with all …
My love ,