Dangal – The Movie

I’m not that kind of a person who sits and writes a movie review on the night of seeing the movie. Usually I come home mull over it for a couple of days, think ponder and wonder and the three verbs repeat a half a dozen more times and then forget about the review. However there is this movie – Dangal; there is something about this movie; something that is so close to reality, the elegance and the cinematography. When it comes to Indian cinema, it is usually high on drama, the good and the bad kind. Dangal craves its story on emotions yet not making it dragging, subtly hooks the audience into the screenplay. As we move through the story, we will realise the initial references are well connected.

As Malcolm Gladwell rightly puts across, extraordinary people do not just fall from trees but are nurtured, cared and are in the right place in the right time. This story about Geeta Babita and their father Mahavir shows the sacrifices of a champion, the 10,000 hours invested to become an extraordinary person. The pleasure and pain of choices kick-starts the movie. The thoughts of the little kids that gets molded and focused with a brush of reality brings in the crucial plot twist. The struggles and the sacrifices that the family undergoes; the support extended before one becomes famous; the funds and the alternatives undertaken gives in to the old adage ‘Where there is a will, there is a way’.

Two aspects that forms the base of this story – woman empowerment and sports in India. Well where do I start, sports in India requires an attention that would be given to a burning house in the midst of a hay field. Enough said with that, despite there being no coach in real lives of Geeta and Babita as shown in the movie, there are people in the system who ruins it to the very core. Rotten. It starts right from the district level and travels all the way in. We need to start recognising talent, keep political motives and personal gains away and just look at talent. In the life history of every other Indian sportsman there would be a mention of these kinds of people.

As for woman empowerment, there is no greater joy than seeing the thrust given to these girls, some places little too much, but nevertheless worth every bit of the time spent. The motivation to look woman beyond someone creating a progeny. This might not be that effective to see when one is used to living in city, but imagine, these girls were born in a village that too Harayana, a place famous for many things including female foeticide. When the little girl getting married at such a young age, imagine the burden that is kept on her shoulders, the fears and the reality – it’s not a rosy picture. To stand out from that crowd, not succumbing to the critics and the norms of the society gives us life goals.

It is not a review, but just the onslaught of oodles of thoughts running amok in my head. It is a must watch, Dangal, in every sense of it!


I just love the attitude of this kid | Source – Internet



Happy Women’s day! Well done people well done on wishing all your beloved women in your life on this very special day. However a few last minute points to ramble upon. The irony of this *special* day is that it gets so much importance that other 364 days gets starved. It is to such an extent that it gets mal-nourished by the collective society that no matter how much booster shots – Go WOMEN POWER are given by the media and other angelic souls, it just doesn’t seem to be enough!

Let me ask this question to you. Where does the question of NEED equality come in? Imagine a house without a woman, let’s say without a mother in it, it would be as empty as a house without the father in it. It is not that such houses do not exist, but those who have lived through such houses knows the feeling of emptiness. It was, is and always will be a concept of INGRAINED equality, it doesn’t have to be spoken. Everything starts at home. It is never said or practiced that one gender is greater than the other but of always co-dependency. There can be not one single person, who is INDEPENDENT to every syllable of it, even God needs humans because come on he gets bored up there.

Right now, you might just purse your lips give a head nod and think, ‘what about the countless woman being abused?’ or any other issue where woman not being treated right. I go specific with woman today is because, well duh! It is woman’s day. Give it a deeper thought, the recent issue of cow being abused by a man. I’m not going to go on about was the cow out at night, was it dressed proactively yada yada yada. However just pause for a moment what exactly it is about? We have a series of reports, never ending long drawn out cases of abuse; men abusing women; women abusing men (yes it happens too!); women abusing women; men abusing men; and we have the same permutations and combinations for LGBT and children too. Thereby coming to the consensus that something needs to be fixed. What is it? Ramble on …

Every time when anyone wants to harm the other person in any way, pause and think. Would I like it if someone does this to me? Would I feel comfortable? This in simple terms is called KINDNESS and COMPASSION. Anyone in the sane mind would not want pain to be inflicted upon oneself; would want respect from others; would want to be treated right and be and feel that they are important. These are basic to any specie, so why deny that. It was and never will be an ecosystem where independence is exercised, when that thought is as primitive to life as evolution itself, it goes untold for the human species, a spec in the vast varied universe of countless creations.

Change starts at home, it is high time that the sixth sense is dusted and revived and sent for a reality check. How kind are you? How compassionate are you? When was the last time you hurt someone? What went wrong? Try fixing it? … Commencing the long drawn introspection.

It is time we rejuvenate and start living, not merely living but a kind and compassionate life, automatically comes in happiness, peace, equality and respect.


After all we came here to co-exist.

Live it simple. Live it happy.

And enjoy the song in the truest sense of it.

Can you read the M without the W or vice-versa?

Can you read the M without the W or vice-versa?