Sunday, July 6, 2008

The Moulin Rouge and the Mall



You are a young from heart urban decently educated, and decently paid citizen.


How often do you visit a mall? And, how often your visit is embellished with a Mc D burger and couple of cinema hall tickets! Ah, if you are alone, or you feel there is no good company around – how often have you felt the urge of healthy food for soul kind of entertainment. How often you have killed such expeditions by window shopping in a book store or in a music world show room. With exceptions to some glittering metros of India, maximum cities are full of such unfulfilled desires and hidden cravings for freshness and creativity. Do you think there is dearth of it in India…no, not at all. The two worlds – the common entertainment seeker and the common entertainer – are living far apart from each other. So where to have a date?
Idea – A Mouline Rouge
Imagination – Every day many customers visit mall, some out of need, some out of addiction and some out of search of something gratifying their emptiness. Movies are one medium but highly globalized and commercialized medium, which seldom succeed to touch the customers from inside. So, why not provide them a stage. Stage for local and global dialect, connecting with one and all. Why not to start theatres! A Mouline Rouge for the malls…

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

इस मोड़ से ...


बन्धन है
अपनी ज़रूरतों का
और कहीँ धुंध मैं हैं
मेरी इछाएँ, मेरे सपने

जो सामने है
वो मेरा नही
और जो मेरा है
वो सामने नही

तो किस मोड़ मुदुं अब
किस राह को करूँ आसां
इक राह जो चली हूँ अब तक
डर है, कहीँ उस मोड़ से छुट ना जाए

पर जब मंज़िल का पता नही
अपने ख्वाबों पर भरोसा नहीं
तो किस मोड़ मुदुं क्या फर्क पड़ता है
हर मोड़ पर तो नए ख्वाबों का ठेला पड़ा है

चलो हमने कुछ ख्वाब खरीद लिए
पर कब तक उनको हम जियेंगे
जब बोझ लगेगा
तो अगले मोड़ पर पड़ी कूड़े की झोली मैं फेक देंगे

और किसी और नए मोड़ से
नए ख्वाब खरीद लेंगे
तो भला क्यों हम इन नए रास्तों को कोसें
जब ख़ुद किसी ख्वाब के हम मालिक नहीं

Sunday, August 19, 2007

A Walk, through my world...


As I walked through those eyes
eyes that were red, green and blue ...and of all shades

As I ruffled through that air
Air that suffocating, allaying the senses...and of all wavelengths


As I laughed on someone’s weaknesses
I stumbled to smile the other day

As I praised someone
I was amidst expectations the other day

I realized every second,
that life has such a reflectivity

Today I stand in front of it
And say “I love you”


As “I see you in me” the other day