I was wondering what I could present before you today. I woke up this morning with a lot of thoughts mixed with a lot more analysis, all blended with a lot more anger and grievance. What should I speak about?
I was more in tears when I saw a fellow, whose name I remember as Mr. Narshimah in the afternoon news. He was a film director who debut film “1940 lo Oka gramam “got the national award for best regional film. He was in a delicate state of mind with helpless people around him answering the television anchor, all the questions which in minutes brought forward a man who promised to put the award winning film before the mass who were just enjoying the old beer in new bottles every time they go to theatre to see a film.
The film I mentioned above lacked distribution around the state, which ultimately was sacked on roofs even though it bagged the local Nandi awards and a national award.
Where is the problem? No, let me change the question. Where is the initial obstruction to such kind of precious things?
People?
Money? If people are not the problem then money will not be.
Then what is it?
As a film maker and story writer, I clearly say that my colleagues are still with the mythologies what the country gave them. They still create the same old characters in their films. Old villain, some trouble with the heroine and the hero fights for his girl indirectly diminishing the villain who was vermin to the society. It’s not Ramayana I am telling about. It’s the formula for present Telugu film industry which generates a lot of cores. So if you are aspiring film director coming to Indian film industry get a story ready using the above myth formula and make a ten to fifteen films with the same SCRIPT, just by changing some scenes and actors, and you can live till the end of your life….. as a rich and happy celebrity. The whole idea of film making here is changed into fast food center where you will find the food is just mixed up with sauce and pepper and not original.
Leave the stupid things behind, because it takes a lot more time to change the minds who were only excited by formula stories and baseless comics. Never mind I will show them one day the power of imagination.

And the second thing I was thinking about is about the filth of India, the Siva sena. I personally don’t want to write about these type of things, but when I saw these fellows cursing Shahrukh khan who was busy in promoting his film “MY NAME IS KHAN” and Rahul Gandhi who was busy in promoting the unity of the country, I felt very bad in seeing such kind of racism.

I support Shahrukh and Rahul, for these two men were enough open to say that a country is not someone’s property and it cannot be divided as one’s wish. Instead of melting the distances between Pakistan and India, the stupids in saffron robes are busy in dividing the state from a country ,all in the name of a religion. In this context, my blaming will be shared to actor Amithab Bachan, who I don’t know when he is going to act smart and when he is going to be like stupid. He has forgotten that he is an Indian and almost lugged out of his mind, the national anthem and “mile sur mere turmara” in which recently he was a part of it. A land is never divided; it’s our mind which is divided.

I feel satisfied every time I call them stupid. Religion came to earth after man finished his search for a universal security system. It is product of that search and its not that we are in a race to prove whose god is worthy to believe forgetting ourselves that it’s a war of living things on behalf of non existing things. Who the hell is the owner of Maharashtra? Who the hell came to rescue the victims of terrorist attacks in Mumbai recently? The country or the Mumbains alone?

And finally it was about my friend who was worried about the usage of plastic and the word friend. Plastic can be avoided but the word friend can’t be helped in its correct usage. Because many don’t know clearly that love and friendship are same and lot more don’t know that it’s not a business to be filled with transactions alone. A friend is not born with a help or with a company or with a caste or religion. A friend is the ultimate reflection of our desires and will be the same independent of time. And not everyone will be your friend, unless you know its definition clearly. Coming to plastics I will help my friend in doing the research tour in knowing about the usage of plastics. Because it is our responsibility to guard our home not the government’s alone.
written by aroon.