I have been an ardent Bollywood buff
since the early days of childhood. Movies, songs, thumkes have always been my
life. ‘I will fight for a movie; I will cry for a movie. It’s over midnight and
I have to wake up for school at 5 in the morning but I will not leave the movie
in between.’ Ten years or more it has been and nothing has changed; apart from
the “type” of Bollywood movies of course. Born in last decade of 90’s I am the
girl who loves both the late 20th and early 21st century
movies. You get it, I completely love Bollywood and the movies I claim were
enchanting in the past. Also, I believe somewhere
between the charisma of Rajesh Khanna and Ranbir Kapoor, the charm of the old
films is lost in today’s Rowdiness and Dabangg andaaz! Barfi stole my heart
though.
I did not really intend to write
about my love for the Bollywood but about a Bollywood movie which has been my
favorite for years now. I was probably 11 or 12 when I saw Anand for the first
time. I wasn’t really a girl who would sit with her family to watch movies
which her parents said “Humare zamaane ka”
I saw it for the first time and even at that tender age I knew if something
ever happens to me then I would die just
like Anand. I have been a big fan of Rajesh Khanna since that day and
probably this movie was the only reason why I mourned over his death a year
ago. I bow to the creators of Anand.
When I talk about the movie with
my friends, their eyes wide open stare at me with the hollowness of not knowing
even a bit of what I am saying. It always has been disappointing that they are
so familiar with “Babumoshai” but
have no idea about its origin. It’s like knowing
Gabbar Singh but not Sholay. I have always suggested them to go for this
movie but I don’t think that they even bothered to Google it.
Every dialog, every expression,
every song, the happiness and the pain; every single detail of the movie has inspired me to the core of my soul. Anand
has been the inspiration to my life. I guess I have always thought ( If not
said ) after my recovery from Leukemia that no matter what the chemotherapy did
to me but somewhere in the background it was the fictional character Anand that
inspired me to live, laugh and enjoy through the pain. “Har khushi ke peeche khushi ho ye zaruri to nahi Babumoshai, Kabhi
kabhi khushi ke peeche gham bhi to…” Anand trails off before completing
this statement and still it has meant so much to me in last 6 years. And the song “Zindagi kaisi hai paheli haaye, Kabhi to hasaaye
kabhi ye rulaaye” has undoubtedly been my favorite.
inspired me to the core of my soul.
I do not know if people of my age
would understand the whole movie, some may some may not. For some it may be
three hours of complete crap, I pity them. I may have been a Bollywood fan but
I am devoted to this movie. This movie has helped me survive, this movie has inspired
me to live, laugh and enjoy. Kal Ho Naa Ho may have been a similar movie but I
guess somehow it focuses more on the love triangle than Aman. I haven’t seen
another movie like Anand and I guess a character like Anand is almost
impossible to find in the real world outside. “Jab tak zinda hoon tab tak mara nahi jab mar gaya saala mai hi nahi.”
If you’re one person who knew me
well, you surely did not know this aspect of me. I may/may not have spoken of
it. Yes, I do flaunt about surviving Pre B Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia but had
Anand survived the Lymphosarcoma of the Intestine, probably it would have been
hard for me to fight for a new life. In the busy life of jealousy, insecurity,
sorrow, rivalry if someone taught me to live, laugh and love then it was Anand.
I would be proud to die like Anand,
loving and spreading happiness and of course knowing that every person that I
have come to know wants me back, when Yama comes to take my life away.
“Zindagi aur maut to upar waale ke haath me hain Jahanpanah. Use to naa
aap badal sakte hain na mai. Hum sab to rangmanch ki kathputliyaan hain. Jinki
dor uparwale ki ungliyo se bandhi hai, kab kaun kaise uthega ye koi nahi bata
sakta hai. Hahahaha! “
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Long live my child.
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