REALISING THE INSPIRATION

Inspiration. Sounded profound to me for 24 years and a few months of my life. Until today. Realisation. I understood that term very honestly and truthfully. And so I hope till this day.

The word has always irked me knowing well that it is probably a very strong driving force in whatever I do and create. Perhaps, it was dichotomy in my head that was created by Anu Mallik who termed all of his steals as inspirations. However funny it may sound, its strange how its stuck in my head for so many years and quite subconsciously. It was about time I realised. And I did.

So how different is inspiration from stealing and being original?

I see a film, say, The English Patient. I admire it. I feel the film for days together and am moved by may be the scenes or a moment or even the music of the film. If I decide to remake it to the tee for bollywood, I steal. If I make an adaptation of it, keeping a similar plot and sensibilities, I still steal. But if, I decide to keep the feel and change my entire plot line, I escape. Why? Because feelings are nothing but emotions and they are universal. The human love in India or in UK is bound to be the same. Sadness is associated with tears and happiness with a smile. And when we tend to love films, when we live films, it’s mostly because somewhere you have associated yourself with the emotion and the expression. Somewhere, something - the moment - has left you knowing of an emotion that you could relate to.

Perception and interpretation - the true mark of an individual. And it is this identity that sets apart one film from another. No script will look the same after it has been through the vision of two different directors. And thus, no copy can be an accident. A copy is intentional and its not an inspiration of an ardent fan. At best I could call it an imitation. I just saw a film called Fahrenheit 451. And I loved it. It was crazy and yet profound. And that has inspired me to write this piece. So you see, now I know exactly what inspiration is all about! I have realised :-)

And now, the word is no longer profound. Its my catalyst. And hey Mr. Mallik.... Don't know if you've heard of this but imitation is the best form of flattery. You've atleast done some people proud!

TO BE LOVED OR NOT TO BE

When I was young, I had heard many a times that in life you can have only one friend and that friend must be for life. And today, in half consent with the above statement, I need to add another dimension to a mans social life. Blessed are those who experience true love and divine are those who experience unconditional love.




There is a soft silent smile
Across her lips it lies
Her eyes have a glint
And lashes that surrender with each blink

And when she closes her eyes
Her world passes by
One face of desire
Stands waiting for her to consider

She has walked the trodden paths
And fought with fervor and fast
At times she felt disgruntled
But a hope always passed

Oh well she has been loved
And she knew it deep within
A feeling that knew not many
She knew how it felt to be loved

UNDERSTAND

Why do i want to cry
And run my heart so dry
Why cannot I understand
The emptiness that drives me mad

Why do I have to wait
And listen to my sealed fate
Why do I stay so still
And yet burn in satans hell
Why do I need to always understand

How do I survive
That unrest in my heart abides
How do leave this soul
Thats hurt and taken its toll
How do I get the peace I need to find