Friday, 23 September 2011

30 Day Challenges-Day 4

I did not forget about the challenges I undertook. I just didn't want to mesh it with the other posts. And here I am with the 4th challenges

 Day 04 - A picture of your night

This photo was taken early on this January. It was winter in Calcutta and I had just bought my ankle boots featured *here* and *here* . My best friend was staying over and we got high (on fun) and started a photo session. I may have taken some of my best photographs that night. But I cannot reveal the ones showing her face(the best ones of the lot) here on my blog. She is a private person. (Now if you want to hire me and want to see my work that will be a different story. I have permission from her to do that as long as I never publish them anywhere).
It was one of those nights, the ones you remember; one of those nights where memories are made and good movies are watched and you talk the rest of the night away.

 Day 04 – A movie that makes you sad

I am someone who cries more watching movies than in real life. I have seen movies which have sad scenes I have seen movies which make you feel sad and joy at the same go. Right now I can think of this movie "Anjali" by Mani Ratnam. It is a Tamil film and I don't speak the language nor do I understand it. I have seen the Hindi version. Mani Ratnam is one the best directors of current times with films like Roja(featured in TIME magazines 10 Best Soundtracks of all time), Bombay, Dil Se(the 1st film in India to enter the UK Top 10). He has won multiple National Film Awards and International Film Festival Awards. The music is composed by Ilaiyaraaja who has composed more 4500 songs and worked on nearly a 1000 Indian films. I think this was his 500th film.
"Anjali"(1990) is the story of a family who have a mentally disabled daughter. I cried and cried and cried at the end. I have an elder sister who is similarly disabled, it was a story close to heart. It was superbly acted,scripted,edited and directed. Whatever be the dynamic between me and my family I would not have been me if not for them; all the bad, broken, dysfunctional, delusional yet optimistic parts owe a little bit to them.

No comments:

Post a Comment