Directed by – Nagesh Kukunoor
Story- Nagesh Kukunoor and Mir Ali Hussain; Music- Salim Sulaiman
Cast- Gul Panag, Ayesha Takia, Shreyas Talpade, Girish Karnad
Yeah, it’s quite late to review a movie in 2012 which was released way back in 2006. Though better late than never, I wonder why not I had watched the movie before. Dor, meaning a thread in Hindi, symbolizes connection in this film. Friendship, nuptials, enmity, love, and above all humanity are linked to each other with a DOR, which if pulled correctly can either bond people together or else drift them apart. DOR is a story of two women, brought up in different cultures and places, not known to each other, who get associated with the DOR of their fate, post an unfortunate accident.
Zeenat (Gul) is an independent Muslim woman from Himachal Pradesh, who lives life on her own terms. She is open minded, head strong and confident and much aware of her rights. She marries her love interest Aamir (Rushad Rana) a day before he leaves for a job in Saudi.
Meera (Ayesha) is a traditional woman married to Shankar (Anirudh Jatkar) in a remote village of Rajasthan. She is bound by cultural restrictions and hence confines within the limits timidly, with her cheerful and lovable husband, with whom she finds solace and hope of freedom. Shankar too goes to Saudi for a job, taking the responsibility to play a good son and give them a good life.
As months go by, the sons keep sending money to their families with a promise to return soon, when the unexpected news of Shankar’s death hits Mira’s debt burdened family. The worse, Aamir is accused to have murdered his roomie and is sentenced to death penalty. The world falls apart for Meera forcing her to stay secluded in gloomy rooms and wear colorless attire of a widow. Zeenat is informed that according to the Saudi Law, Aamir could escape capital punishment penalty only if Shankar’s wife grants him pardon.
Zeenat, without a clue of Shankar’s residence, covers a difficult journey from Himachal to Rajasthan, to locate Meera and seek pardon for her husband. Unable to reveal her intention, Zeenat befriends Meera to win her confidence first. Meera starts liking her company and enjoys the break free from her prison each day for some time with Zeenat. Two women, poles apart, get connected by a frail DOR of friendship, showing rays of hope to each other.
When the harsh truth uncovers, Meera despises Zeenat, turning down the latter’s pleas of pardon. Does she pardon her husband’s murderer? Does she choose revenge over somebody’s life? Watch the award winning movie DOR, showcasing an inner turmoil of a lady and the bewilderment of choosing between right and wrong, the outcome of which affects the others’ destiny.
Ayesha and Gul, are outstanding in their roles. Girish Karnad delivers an excellent performance in the character of Meera’s father-in-law. Shreyas Talpade adds colors to the script and the dull journey of Zeenat. Nagesh Kukunoor appears in a cameo affectively.
Salim Suliman’s music is commendable. The song “Ye Hausla” acts like a USP for the whole movie, actually extracting the worth of the story. The background score is marvelous, specially the folk “Kesariya Baalam.”
The story of the film is based on the original story written by T.A.Rasak. Sure, our hearts does not make room for others so easily but it seeks the presence of others, connecting to them in some or the other way. DOR depicts that connection magnificently; leaving you with welled up eyes and high on emotions.
Cast: Abhay Deol, Kalki Koechlin, Imran Hashmi, Farooq Sheikh
Direction: Dibakar Banerjee … Released on 8th June,2012
What was common among the movies- Singham, Gangajal and Wanted? No, not the Khakhi uniform silly, but “One man against the corrupt political mechanism, trying to clean it”. Shanghai is on the similar line minus the khakhi uniform and attempt to set things right, till the second half at least.
A political party in Bharatnagar begins a development phase to modernize the town and generate employment. The new township IBP which is supported by a party leader and CM of the state (played by Supriya Pathak) promotes the industrial development besides her chances to win the elections. On the other hand, a messiah of the common suffering man Dr Ahmedi (essayed by Prosenjit Chatterjee) lands from the US to oppose the IBP movement, for the farmers and land owners who would lose their lands. (Remember a similar “Nano” incident a couple of years ago?) Minutes after addressing a ralley, Dr. Ahmedi is run over by a van. While the opposition tries to shut the case terming it an accident, his supporters (including Kalki) demand an inquiry for the attempt to his murder. In walks Krishnan, an honest IAS officer with a clean record, to investigate the case. The new developments during the enquiry leave him shocked. Sandwiched between responsibility and politics, much to the audience surprise, he chooses the former towards the end of the movie.
“Kasam khoon ki khaai hai, sheher nahi Shanghaai hai” may answer your question of the reason being the name of the movie. This is what the politicians promise to make of the state, if elected. No, the film has not been shot in Shangaai, as what many expect, going by the name. The promos look promising enough to create curiosity among the audience. But what happens when you see it on the big screen? Does it still hold you till the last scene? You experience witnessing brilliant performance though the pace is not engaging but slow.
The first half of the movie is slower than the second half. The actors have portrayed their roles with great poise; even the small town goons wonderfully get noticed. Abhay Deol definitely deserves a big round of applause who has paid attention to every detail of his character. Be it his Madrasi accent, the grave expression on the face of an IAS officer during inquiry, the shock from the reality, the panicky look on being attacked, Deol outshines everybody. Kalki did not have much to offer besides her blank looks and wide open eyes. Did I miss Imraan Hashmi? Oh, he plays a porn movie cameraman and earns his living by shooting at gatherings or selling pirated DVDs. Hashmi helps Kalki and Deol crack the case with a recorded tape. For the very first time, Hashmi grabs the lime light sans a single kissing scene! Surprised? Well, another round of applause for his complete desi make over with a pot belly and tobacco stained teeth. Farooq Sheikh plays his part like a cake walk.
The story might not be appealing; it’s been said and heard million times now. The audience is mature enough to sense the dirty political trash. Watch it for yet another intense power packed presentation by the actors. An admirable camera work and effective editing make Shanghaai flawless. Yeah flaws like Dengu Malaria do co-exist the country, yet we are supposed to say “Bharat Mata ki Jai”. Isn’t it?
Kudos to Dibaker Bannerjee, for directing an outstanding movie after Khosla ka Ghosla, Oye Lucky Oye, Love Sex aur Dhokha.
Authors: Durjoy Datta and Manvi Ahuja
“Of course I love you…” is a story set in Delhi around the protagonist Debashish Roy, a boy next door and an engineering student of a prestigious college. The not so bright Deb claims to have been in relationships for a number of times but never found “True Love”. Given his age, he is immature to understand true love or probably grows sick of relationships soon and longs to look for somebody new. While dating a cute Smriti, from a Medical College and satisfying his physical desires, he meets a bold and beautiful Avantika. Soon he finds himself getting attracted to her. In pursuit of true love this time, he ignores everything in his life, namely his best friends, Smriti, studies, CAT, job and makes life messy for himself, with Avantika leaving him towards the end of the story. Read on further to find out how he pulls himself out of the muddle which he had created for himself.
The story is not complicated, and you might just want to go with the flow. Lock your grey matter somewhere and take off your thinking caps, else it may annoy you. The authors have made an effort to pen down stories of college days, affairs, late night parties, behavior of hostilities, so called relationships and the never-ending list of the youth’s desires, which may seem to be a replica of everybody’s college life. The climax will make you smile, for two reasons. One, it’s a happy ending like in Bollywood movies. Two, the tedious book ends, without creating a pressure on your minds!
The language is candid; most of the lingos are often heard in Delhi campuses. Since this is a book for the youth, or let’s say college teens, they would feel close to it. Deb and Avantika look like “Today’s youth”.
Seems, all engineers are trying to clone Chetan Bhagat. Not even once do they think that excess of everything is bad. At an affordable price of INR 100, this book claims to be a best seller with over 4,00,000 copies sold.
Read this novel if you don’t have anything else to read or if you think you miss your college days. Though the freshness is missing, yet a light hearted story would not be bad to kill few hours of your idle time.
About the Authors: Durjoy Datta is a young alumnus of Delhi College of Engineering and has penned other novels like “Now that you are rich” and “She Broke Up, I Didn’t! …I Just Kissed Someone Else!” for the youth. He has been critically appreciated for his dark humor and lucid writing style.
Manvi Ahuja: The pretty Co Author of this best seller, is a graduate from SRCC and post graduated from IIM K.
Four close friends meet few years after college life and discuss about their future for the first time. No, it wasn’t job, but about getting married to settle down. Influenced by this discussion, the protagonist Ravin registers on a matrimony portal and finds his soul mate Khushi. She is a pretty girl from a middle class family residing in Faridabad who has strong values imbedded within her. Khushi’s good looks and mature, polite behavior impresses Ravin. The latter is an IT professional at Infosys, who was brought up in a small town in Orissa and currently stays away from his parents in Bhubaneswar. The similarity in their respective professions and personal interests instantly creates a magical bonding between them. They gradually fall in love without having met each other. The love story sails smoothly, crossing the limits of caste, religion or distance. They decide to get married in the company of their supportive parents by their side, until one day, when an unfortunate incident changes their lives.
This is the story of “I too had a love story” by Ravinder Singh, another Engineering graduate and a budding writer. This novel was released in Dec 2008 and made its way to the hearts of the youth. The touching novel is still on the shelves and liked by many.
The book takes you through a series of sweet love and family bonding. But at the same time, it talks about the fact that all love stories do not have a happy ending. The title of the book is catchy enough to create interest in the readers. It justifies the love tale with a tragic finish. If you are in love or have been through a “Puppy love” affair, this would certainly appeal to you.
The simple everyday language void of complicated jargons adds to the flow of reading. Despite the fact that the story is conventional and predictable, with nothing new to offer, yet people with love in their hearts, would love it. There are neither twists n turns nor suspense to reveal, however, the feeling to be in love, the urge to hear each other’s voice, talking till late night, hurting unintentionally to apologize later, showing concern and whispering sweet nothings, dreaming to be together, making marriage plans and so on, pulls you into the depth of love. Even if you don’t like the story, you would definitely like the feeling to be in love. You might find your eyes welled up at the end of the story.
Ravinder Singh might have written his own story which has been heard many times. “I too had a love story” is not a master piece of literary work; neither sets an example for new writers. However, the efforts to write such a sort are appreciated. Recommended as a one-time read, it is not for thriller fans certainly.
Book price: INR 100
Publisher: Srishti Publishers & Distributors
Release date: 11May’12
Cast: Parineeti Chopra, Arjun Kapoor, Gauhar Khan
Directed, Co -Written by: Habib Faisal, Produced: Habib Faisal, Aditya Chopra
In the quest of political reign and clash of two parties from different communities, takes forward a legacy of hatred and revenge in the small town of Almore, somewhere in North India. This is a story of two kids, Zoya Qureshi (Parineeti) and Parma (Arjun Kapoor), who are raised hating each other and spit venom at each other’s sight. Qureshi, the current MLA (Zoya’s father) and opposition party ruler Chauhan(Parma’s grandfather), often resort to gun fights in broad daylight, in an attempt to show their supremacy. Parma hopes to climb the family ladder and leaves no stone unturned to get recognition with his unabashed behavior. Zoya, the only daughter of MLA Qureshi is no less than a boy, who carries a pistol and fears nobody.
In a setting when the two detest each other, eventually realize the connection in their hearts. Revenge, wrong doing and apologies follow, revealing the electrifying chemistry of the two. The first half creates curiosity while leaving the audience to ask for more. Though the pulling out of guns at the drop of a hat might be a little irritating, the supporting cast and background score certainly deserves applause. The second half is more intense. The climax is a little disappointing, especially the Chemistry lab hide out.
The performances are brilliant by all the characters. Arjun Kapoor seems to have been born with the talent of playing a roudy lad with unclean rustic looks. Parineeti bangs the screen again with a superb bold girl after Ladies vs Ricky Bahl. Gauhar Khan’s exposure was the usual passé
Yash Raj banners might not be back with the usual love theme, yet the romance amidst tension & hatred stands tall. The songs “Pareshaan” is apparently the only memorable song among the other songs. The theme from where the movie originated, could have gone a step ahead to show the communal rivalry’s impact on the young generation. But it stuck to die for love plot. The story would look no different from other love stories, yet it has effervescence and intensity.
On an average, Ishqzaade scores 3 on 5.
Well known for writing “Jurassic Park” almost 2 decades ago, Crichton set an example for film makers to bring forth movies with characters of primitive age and sci-fi drama. With a unique style of writing in science and technological backdrops, he leaves the readers dumbfound with another exemplary piece of work- Prey.
PREY is a quick read and the story itself moves at a reasonably fast pace. It is a typical Crichton with complex science mixed with morality issues.
Set in the backdrop of Nanotechnology and Artificial Intelligence, the book reveals the story of Jack Forman, who plays a house husband looking after his three children, after losing his job as a Software programmer. His wife Julia, rises to a high position in an Organization named Xymos, apparently experimenting on Imaging Technology and Genetic behavior. Soon, changes in Julia’s behavior coupled with mood swings and late coming, put Jack to doubt. Sensing a possible affair of his wife with a stranger, he even thinks of separation, though with no concrete evidence in hand.
One day Julia meets with a car accident and Jack is offered a job by Xymos, pertaining to issues with Nanobots programming. Jack finds himself visiting the Xymos facility located in Nevada’s desert and the whole programming team, few of whom were known to him since long. What was shown to Jack definitely was not the whole picture. The big complicated machine, used to produce Nanobots, installed in the facility, seems to incur problem through the air filter vents which had attracted assemblers and bacteria, hence giving rise to autonomous swamps. Solar powered and self controlled, the swamps exhibit predatory behavior, killing animals and attacking humans. They use the predatory code made by jack and learn to evolve and learn. Jack is dumbstruck to learn, where had the experiment gone wrong and who happen to be the culprits of the same.
Prey keeps you glued till the end of the story. Though it might be little difficult for few to understand the technical terms and programming codes, yet the story is gripping enough for enthusiastic readers. It’s the kind of a book that leaves you wanting more, and you certainly cannot stop yourself from knowing about Nanotechnology.
Imaginative and inventive, Crichton’s efforts to make a research to write Prey, reflected the threshold of Nanotech scientists progress. Prey has an easy language and good flow of story. The characters support the story well and take you though highs and lows of a related threat.
Crichton sweeps through the story, narrating the blessings of Science and Software programming. Simultaneously, he tells about the repercussions of wrong experiments and of course, wrong intentions. Prey is a delight to read about the AI developments while you can imagine characters from Evolution or Species right in front of your eyes.
Release date: 20th April, ’12
Director: Shoojit Sircar
Cast: Ayshman Khurana, Yami Gautam, Anu Kapoor
Beat the heat with a refreshing movie from the team of Subhadeep Sircaar which marks a good– neat family entertainer sans sex comedy or censored issues. “Vicky Donor” showcases a naïve concept of sperm donation which is not well accepted in India.
The prodigal Vicky (Ayushman Khurana) is a good looking and fun loving Punjabi Boy in search of a respectable job. His super active widow mother ( Dolly Ahluwalia) runs a beauty parlor in South Delhi and looks after a family of 3 including an aged but modern mother-in-law (Kamlesh Gill ). Long unemployment and much coaxed by Dr. Chadhha (Anu kapoor), Specialist infertility, Vicky donates his sperm in return for money, which soon becomes his regular source of income. Dr Chaddha makes a fortune by utilizing his sperms for families who are ready to shell out anything for a tailor made child. However Vicky’s own marriage runs into danger when the secret donation goes public and his wife also learns about her own infertility.
An out of the box concept, Vicky Donor proudly says “I am a sperm donor”. Ayushman is spontaneous and carries his character effortlessly. Vicky’s girlfriend turned wife (Yami Gautam) is a breath of fresh air and justifies her role as a Bengali girl. The cross culture clashes between Punjabi and Bengali families fit into the situation so well, hence making it more than humorous and real. The lively Grandmother (Kamlesh Gill) definitely tickles your funny bone with her witty statements and modern outlook, who shares drinks with her daughter in law and stands by Vicky each time. Anu Kapoor is at the best, acting as the desperate Punjabi Doc, adding punches here& there and infusing life in the script.
After Surrogate Mother, a worrying issue of nation – scarcity of sperm donors in India- could have been highlighted. However, social responsibility was not the targeted issue of the movie, so this makes it a complete family entertainer. The film keeps you engaged throughout and the peppy music adds to the charm of it. Strong editing and effective dialogues make it an excellent package of this season.
The movie would indeed be close to Delhi-ites, with scenes shot at Lajpat Nagar, CP and Old Delhi. Go for the humor. Watch how a “Waste sperm” makes lives useful for childless couples and the sizzling characters playing the real life roles, so close to you.
My rating- 4 out of 5
“Mountain Dew cannot help you overcome your fear dude”! I thought, standing atop 20 feet cliff above water, while the river bed was 80 feet deep. Rahul, my team mate, who had already jumped in, screamed at me asking me to dive in. The thought of scaling a height of 100 feet, scared me to hell and I stood unmoved staring at others who took less than 5 seconds to jump into the clear green river of Rishikesh. I wasn’t there to promote Mountain Dew or Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. I was there on an adventure trip to Rishikesh with a group of 20. While river rafting was so much fun and thrilling, cliff jumping was equally scary.
I had visited Rishikesh N number of times with my family since childhood. However, this was the first daring adventure trip I opted for. Finally, my dream of white water rafting came true. I have never been scared of water despite not knowing how to swim. But trust me, when I boarded the raft wearing a helmet and safety jacket, I started feeling butterflies in my stomach. Our 20-something instructor Rana, made us learn the commands to follow while rafting. Coordination is the most important thing while rowing and one should not panic even if you fall off the raft or get caught in a rapid (That’s what the river currents are called). Wall, Double Trouble, Center Danger, Roller Coaster, Golf Course – These were the named rapids which we went through, in the 27 km stretch, with Roller Coaster& Golf Course being the most dangerous and highest rapids.
Rana asked us to jump in the water and I took less than a second to jump into ice cold water. Swimming with the current along the raft, made me feel out of the world. I was more than happy to enjoy the adventure.
Thankfully, our raft didn’t overturn, unlike our neighbor raft, which threw people in a rapid after losing control & coordination. No casualties reported of course (No body drowns because of the safety jackets you are made to wear). When a rapid hits the raft and inclines it at 45 degree, you either feel scared or excited. I felt something else. The roaring high waves lashing against our raft, reminded me of Samudra Manthanand I felt like a descendant of Bear Grylls. (Though I know I don’t even match to one-tenth of his skills, but imagination has no bounds you see! Hehe!) The excitement and the thrill concentrated in
my stomach somewhere and “Aawesomee!!”, I screamed my lungs out. The view was breathtakingwith the waves trying to engulf us. We braved all the rapids and carried home a lifetime memorable experience.
My left thumb and shoulder are now in pain due to aggressive continuous rowing. I looked at my body bruises later at night during bonfire.
Skilful rafting however didn’t give me the courage for cliff jumping. I regret not overcoming that fear though being the only girl to volunteer at the 20 feet cliff. Darr k aagey jeet hai? Well I guess yes.
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He is a friend whom I have known since my childhood as a “Crazy biker”. Wondering, how come since childhood? Well, he used to watch bike races on TV and coaxed his dad to ride a bike instead of his scooter. Uncle gave up and replaced his scooter with a bike, just because his son wanted to. His parents named him Avijit, we call him Avi. He was popular in his neighborhood for his passion for bikes. Even before he started working, he had planned to buy a racing bike! Naah he does not flaunt his bike to impress girls. He is just smitten by his “ Bike- eria” LOL.
There isn’t any road which Avi hasn’t taken with his bike, at least of the roads I know of in our hometown Dehradun. A protective mother could not stop him from racing his bike on the hilly roads. Journey from Dehradun to Mussorie or Nainital was never so short and pleasant until Avi discovered that bikes and roads call him with open arms. It itches him and then there’s no looking back.
I remember he once told me, that if given a chance, he would marry his bike. I can imagine how uncle’s car in the garage stares at him when he ignores the car and gives his bike a good wash every day. Things have not changed much since the time we knew each other from primary, apart from his adrenaline rush which has multiplied with his age.
His mom’s request fell on his deaf ears and Avi ventured out on a 400 km ride from Delhi to Ajmer all alone, in the scorching heat of June. It was 2010 and summers were on full rage. The burning highway smiled at him and there rode our daring Avi exploring his wild side for more than 10 hours. On the NH48 route , trucks loaded with sand/cement went past him bruising his arms, giving him terrible skin rashes, which took a long time to heal. But the challenges of the roads make his blood circulate through his veins even faster, I guess. Initially, I failed to recognize a highly tanned Avi post his return from Ajmer trip….I mean bike ride from Ajmer. His love for bike and long rides are certainly not governed by weather or any scary consequences and we vouched for it when Avi chose Leh as his next destination in Oct 2011.
Spine chilling cold of Leh and peaks covered with killing snow, is not a destination which many would risk their lives for. From Leh to Diskit via Khardungla, the highest motor able road of the world (18300 ft), Avi balanced his way across the bumpy edgy roads ,for 130 km, between the thick snow and deep gorge, and skidded twice! (If I tell his mom, she will ban Avi from bike rides. So this is a secret well guarded from Aunty LOL).
Since atmospheric pressure decreases with high altitudes, Human beings are prone to brain hemorrhage or heart attack due to lack of oxygen. But Avi kept heading with full determination. He kept his hands warm by placing them on the engine of his Royal Enfield and brought the numb hands back to senses. A three day trip to the cold desert with few friends was definitely a thrilling time which they spent mostly on the roads with their bikes and treated themselves with site seeing like never before. The 150km stretch from Leh to Pengong lake (3 idiots famed) was breath taking according to him. But I wonder, so much for a biker’s passion?
I would be least surprised if one day Avi announces a road trip on bike from Kashmir to KanyaKumari. Believe me! His stories of bike rides to long distances are well known to many, which is also earning him names like “Johny Blaze of Ghost Rider”.
O Lord, passion is a good thing, but I call this craziness!
(Avi, I deserve a treat from you for not only making your passion known to people through my blog, but also for the secrets I have kept from Aunty.)
“The most beautiful moment in life is when death is just a few meters away from you, smiling at you and you try every bit to go away from it. That micro second, that’s an awesome moment. I call it a death defying moment, something which you call – Defining death.
We experience that daily. But the most memorable one was six years ago. I had a crash. The engine went off at 12000N. I lost control.
I was heading towards Bangalore. A warning light flashed on my screen- NO ENGINE! I tried to start it, but couldn’t. However, I was gliding and that gave me confidence. I cud steer my bird. Suddenly everything went out of control, and the altimeter was blinking. My radio roared “Eject Eject”! I somehow managed to fly to an open area and radioed the controls that my bird is dead. I continued to get order to eject.
I pressed the button. I felt as if my head split from my body and I could only feel my head. The pain was awesome. I enjoyed the pain. My ribs felt like being beaten with a hammer. I remember seeing the fruits on the trees very clearly. Then everything went dark. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the ground and heard the crows. Next time when I opened my eyes, I was at hospital. I had reported 4 broken ribs, a contracted arm muscle besides a cracked ankle and a dislocated elbow. I recovered within 3 months, defying death and playing with life again. Every flight has the potential to be the last one for us. But that’s we have been trained for. End of life? Who cares! Its Martydom, not death”.
(Excerpts from conversation with a fighter pilot of the prestigious I.A.F)