The rise in balloon counts

Now that I got your attention from the weird title, hi. When I say balloons, I meant people who are idiots.The number of idiots is increasing nowadays. By idiots, I meant the self proclaiming so called talent people.  These kind of people are like balloons. Balloons look pretty from the outside, but inside its hollow. Nothing but vacuum.

One can't simply keep showing off like they know everything. This is pertaining to directing a film. Being a media student, we were taught some basic aesthetics about how to take a film. Not that one should know all the aesthetics to take a film, but at least should have brushed over it. 

When we were asked to take a 10 minute film, the first thing is to make people understand the plot and the characterization in a short period of time. Because since the whole movie is going to be just for 10 minutes, you can't focus on the description of characters more than a minute. Second thing, the dialogues. Every person has his/her way of saying things. But every person makes sure of two things.
One, it shouldn't be boring and second it should make sense. 

I have my own style. I prefer using very minimal dialogues or no dialogues at all. My idea is to have a self explanatory film just through actions and expressions. Because the directors must understand that the audience are now smart enough to understand everything. They are capable of judging movies perfectly. 

So from my point of view, no need to explain each and everything that's happening in the film. Its better to have a self explanatory concept. Third, the screenplay. One must focus on the story rather than the headers or effects. So here it goes, I know an idiot who took a film. Its a 10 minute film where 5 minutes go for character's monologs. Then three minutes for a song. Then two minutes of story. Its just so stupid. 

There was no need for the character description since not even one feature of the characters were shown in the next 5 minutes of the story. Plus in a 10 minute film, who cares if a person is talkative or silent?. Next it is been acted by a bunch of idiots who proclaim that they live in music,die in music by just learning 4 simple chords of a guitar. A song is sung by these idiots in this film. They composed it and say its unique. Well I don't know. Must be the assistants of Harris Jayaraj.
Next are the the dialogues. The way the dialogues are written, logically a normal person or a normal bunch of friends won't talk like that. It was so lame. 

So these bunch of idiots discuss among themselves, appreciate among themselves and say that they are pros.These people focus more on the credits of the movie than the story. Because they just direct to show off and get attention from others. These desperate people seeking for attention can actually learn something and then beg for attention. Not by just self proclaiming.

Let me tell you all one thing,
A person with a guitar can't become a guitarist.
A person with a pen can't become a writer.
A person with a camera can't become a photographer.
A person with a chocolate can't become the owner of the chocolate factory.

The talent, the stuff that is inside your brain only matters.
It is sad that people who don't deserve it get the appreciation.
Also when a balloon is blown too much, it will burst.

RIP talent.

From a twig to a tree

Have you ever wondered how such a huge tree can grow from that tiny little seed? How a small twig can divide into branches and branches and become stronger as they grow? Few claim its science, others claim its god. Well I say its power. The power of love and nature. Love binds everything while nature makes it stronger. This is applicable to our human world too. Just like all the other selfish people around here, I joined Bhumi for my own deeds. To use the community service and get my college degree. But once I saw the kids, all the selfish reasons just went up my head.  I felt ashamed of my thought process. But what will I do? I behaved like a normal human being.

I was solemn when I first came to Bhumi. But now, I have a family with 40 kids. The nature simply did its job by introducing me to the kids. The rest is history. The love of these kids is limitless. This love made me stronger and stronger. This love makes us realise how unfair this world is, but also gives the hope that humanity still exists. In the profession of teaching, we exchange knowledge. You not only teach the kids, you will also learn a lot about life. These kids ask simple questions about life that will make you dumbstruck.

And they all have just one single answer for all the questions.

‘Spread love selflessly’

Well, doesn’t this solve all the problems of our life? Ask yourself.

Now I’m happy to say that I’m a tree with 40 strong branches.

Want to be a tree? Spread love like kids.

                                                                                            

                                                                                    

Drifting apart

A:Hey how is your best friend?
B:Who?
A:(confused) geetha, you both were best friends in school?
B: oh, well we are not talking nowadays!
A: Why not?
B:Well, new place, new friends and we just moved ahead.
A: You both were so true friends. We all used to envy you both.
B: Sigh, i know but things drift apart buddy!
A:I understand, anyways as she is no more, can we both start hanging out and be best friends forever posting pictures?
B: ........................................

Well this has happened to all of us and also did by many, i mean 'ignoring'. How can two people who were very close friends suddenly become strangers as they go to new places and meet new people?
Is it because they became really comfortable with the new ones? So which means they weren't comfortable with their old friends? If they weren't comfortable why would they hang out? Because they had no choice? .

So yes, all these questions are boggling my mind. There is one who used to be a really close friend in school. We both belonged to the same gang. After we joined different colleges and when i called her after a month, she got startled, might have thought 'why the hell is she calling now?'. Who knows. Then i still tried to be in touch with her and  after a point , I felt that she wasn't comfortable. So totally stopped calling and yes we drifted apart.

Even if she calls now and asks for a meet, i would be happily ready to meet with no awkwardness. But the other person should feel the same way too which is only 0.1%. So its that one day we felt really happy hoping everything is back to form and starts calling again.

First call: Heyyyyy!!!! im totally fine. I missed you a lot. We will meet soon
Second call: Hey hi, what's up?
Third call: Uhhhh hi.
Fourth call: Hey i'm sort of busy now, will call you back
Fifth call: tring.....tring.....tring....tring.....tring.....
Sixth call: 'The number you are trying is currently busy. please call again later.. neengal azhaitha.............'
Seventh call:'The number you are trying is currently switched off''
Eighth call: 'The number you are trying is not available'
Ninth call: 'The number you are trying does not exist'
Tenth call:  oh come on! i'm not that desperate.

After few months,
Heyyyyy how are you? we will meet? sorry lost your contact.

And back to square one.

I'm not trying to be desperate but at least i'm making some effort to keep the bond still.
The question is 'Why this sudden discomfort and awkwardness?'
Agreed that people change as their environment changes but change is inevitable.
Accepting the change is what true friends do. Nobody is going to accuse you for the change.

When i go for a walk , i see a lot of old people still hanging out with their friends. I really feel jealous seeing them but at the same time proud that their bond is unbreakable. The people of this generation really dont understand the value of friendship. If one goes, there comes another and this cycle goes on. They cant hold onto the same person for a long time.
Two reasons:
1. They get bored
2. Increase in the population (Man! There are hell lot of people out there!)

So here i'm, stuck in a tightly populated world filled with heartless,emotionless people. How i wish i was born in the 60s.

                                        They might be old, but they are strong.

This new addiction

Out of all basic necessary things to do in the morning, the first thing I do is turn on the net pack to check for notifications in all social networks. Well, a lot can happen over coffee they say. Yes, of course. Updating a status, checking how many people liked it, clicking a picture in the morning and uploading it on Instagram, Updating the status and profile picture in WhatsApp and immediately responding to friends whoever asks about it. All these things indeed happen over a morning coffee.

Not to forget Snapchat where we show proudly that we are brushing our teeth and all other day to day work to our friends. These were few apps to which I was addicted to. This new vast development in technology is really appreciable. It really reduces half of our burden, but using it to minimize our brain work is something stupid. After all these, our brains are meant to think and function. 

If someone asks you, 'What's the capital of Canada?', you get all excited initially but then you just say 'Oh wait wait! Nah never mind, I will Google it'. 

I would rather call this a lazy and incapable rather than fast and smart. We give up so soon because of so much dependence in this technology. A person can search in google for an information but the next time when someone is asking the same question he/she shouldn't. That's how it worked few years back. We had the capability to recollect it. We have it even now but we are just too lazy to think. Not sure if a really good status in Facebook is that person's own idea or taken from some website. (Trust me, This is my original piece).  To grab everyone's attention and make everyone appreciate and to be the centre of attraction, people just browse for something really smart and copy it.  What's the point if it's not even your work? How do people get satisfied with fake work? 

Well, A person once updated a status in Facebook, 'Get together at the street. Had such awesome time with you all' . Well you know what was that real awesome thing they were doing?

There is more to life than just texting or taking pictures. But when I say this, they reply back saying, 'Well, there is nothing else to do when we are bored!'

Oh yeah? Here is a list of things one can do.

1. Go to terrace or a  nearby park and read a book. 

2.Go to a mall for windows shopping

3. Go to a public place probably malls where they have big screens and telecast matches. Go with a couple of good friends. There is nothing awesome like this.

4. Go for a walk with your dad.

5. Go to temple with your mom.

6. Go to the beach and play games with your friends.

7. Clean your room and help out your mom. A best chat with mother is always while helping her. 

8. Paint , sing and dance.

9. Go for a ride 

10. Meet up your friends for lunch

There are many things beyond this mobile. Some pleasurable moments which no one would like to miss in their life for just texting friends. All these 10 things must be done without your mobile. Give it a try. 

LOOK UP.  

If only...

If only we provided the impetus to encourage hockey and other games, if only our stadiums were crowded to see women playing,if only there lies no partiality in schools, if only our streets were replaced by real men from rapers and pedophiles, if only the red ribbons were replaced by blue ribbons, if only our cities were unblemished, if only all the castes were unbounded, if only we have a persistent mind to serve the society, if only we had an aristocratic government, the need for passport would be demolished. 'If only'

Retrospective

A cup of chocolate drink and a cushioned chair is enough to make you philosophical and think about life. That's what I have been doing for the past 1 month. When you have semester exams and nothing to study, this is how it ends. Rewinding back to 2 years, thinking how I was makes me laugh. I used to run to every class and wave and greet everyone with so much excitement. That's how hyper I was.

These two years has changed everything. Few things make me happy and few don't. The fact that i have become matured makes me proud at the same time sad. This maturity made my face the typical 'Poker Face'. I used to be more expressive than this. But right now I'm in this phase of analysing how to be matured and crazy at the same time.

I took an imaginary portion from my part, tore it and threw it away. That was a poisonous portion that made my whole body toxic. Well people call it Ego. Guess what? Getting my good old friends back again. This ego kills people. Its addictive like a cigarette. Once you experience that feel, you start liking it. That's only when people come behind you knowing about your ego.

Well, obviously you become the centre of attraction. But nothing is permanent. It just fades away and that's when you realise how poisoned you have become. And by the time you realise, you won't have anyone by your side. Solitude is what you all have. I hope you don't want that. No one wants that in fact. Change is evident, but don't become a lifeless monster. Wish we can always remain a kid, with no ego and be free. Let half of your soul still be filled with blossoms and colours. Feeling retrospective. 

Reveal it out

How will life be if  hallucinate and talk to an imaginary friend? A friend who knows everything about our life and watching us from a corner. It's like we have moulded a clay into a creature took it from our mind and placed in real. It's just our mind we are talking to. How will that be? Why will that be a problem?

Of course we all are psychos in one way. They just show it out and we don't. And i actually didn't mould something from my mind and placed it which is actually not possible. So instead i have something called ''personal diary'. It's my mind and i tell(write) whatever i feel. May  be that's the only thing to which to which i truly reveal my feelings. 

Be true. So according to my diary i'm an innocent, i care a lot and i'm in deep thinking always. But actually outside i'm a bold, frank and a matured person. It's totally contradicting to what i'm truly. But why? 

Why do we fear to reveal our true selves to the world? Because of the fear of isolation. Well, when everybody reveals their true nature and become isolated won't everybody be alone which is actually impossible because somehow or the other we depend on someone everyday. So there would be peace if all are true to others. The feeling of drifting away will be vanished because in the end we have no choice other than adjusting. Later, we would get used to it and accept everyone. So show that character which you reveal only to your personal imaginary friend to everybody. Life would become beautiful. I guess.