Here is the link of my post on PFC ......
http://passionforcinema.com/from-kunal-kohli-to-nathuram-godse/
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Your Chance to become a Reviewer
Here is a chance to all you people who wants to become proffesional reviewer....so swipe off the dust from your keyboards and start writing .....
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
New Short Story ...by Anand Kadam
Life .. Fate ... Whatever .......
Sameer was leaving for the day.It was 11:05 pm and almost every person had left the office.While he was shutting down the computer,he glanced at the photo frame placed steadily over the CPU cabinet. The snap was taken during his last visit to his Kanpur.The frame held the picture of three individuals very close to his heart.His mom,dad and his beloved wife Ankita.It was about a month ago when he had last visited them.Here he was now,working for a software giant for a better pay package but at the cost of staying away from his loved ones.Thats the way it is,he thought.
He grabbed his sack and left his cubicle,without caring if his sytem has shutdown or not.The access card hanging in his neck swayed to and fro as he walked.Then swiping the access card he left his floor and waited for the lift.Though not sleepy his eyes were drowsy and his back ached like devil.Entering the lift he thought of options for his dinner.Then he pressed the 'G' button and hit it hard for he knew no restaurant would be open.It was already too late and he was fed up of eating maggie.He cursed for the day he became a software engineer and cursed even more for his move to Pune for a better job opportunity.Better Job opportunity...Hell.. it was all about the credit cards in his wallet and the money that accumalted in his bank account at every month end.
He threw his sack on the front seat of his Zen which he bought on getting this lucrative job offer.
He put the key into the ignition...the car grumbled and died and again grumbled as if it was also fed up of working late nights.He turned the keys again and the car started this time.He rotated the wheel as he moved out of the parking to the main road.His apartment was on a 40 mins drive ,but he took a shortcut which cut down the time by almost 10 mins.The road was not totally deserted with a few vehicles here and there and some people walking..a late night walk he thought.He dind't had that luxary to walk with his friends after a late night dinner.What a paradox he thought..he worked so hard for a comfortable life with a luxurious apartment,a four wheeler,a home theater which he eventually bought on a loan....and now he craved for the life he lived earlier.”Life is strange..”he mumbled taking a right turn into the road which had no street lights,no people commuting.He drove for almost a mile and then he suddenly stopped.He felt a chill down his spine with the view he saw from the car.At almost 15 feet from his car,a body laid in pool of blood, facing the ground with it's one hand broken, he could actually see the bone of the left arm .A girl in her twenties had her head crushed completely with the blood around her was not red..but dark brown.A leather purse lay near her broken hand and a cell phone some 8 feet away from her body.
It's a case of hit and run he thought.That bastard must have hit and without even trying to save her life must have fled.Poor girl must have died on the spot....or did she ?...he could see the girl breathing...breathing slowly.He dind't stop the ignition of the car nor did he came out of the car.What should i do ?....The breathing was slowed further.He had to think fast,the nearest hospital was almost 8 miles from here.He decided to somehow get her in the car and drive to the nearest hospital as fast as possible.He got out of the car when a two-wheeler approahed the car.”I could take his help “,he thought.The bike stoped near the car and stared the body and then opened his mouth ....”Boss,get going from here...why needless to get into all this fuss..the police the court...”...saying this he drove away.Son of a bitch..Sameer exclaimed angrily.He decided to follow his instincts.But all of a sudden his instincts started deceiving him.He gave a thought about what the guy had said.He was right....if he would take her to hospital..the hospital will call the police and even though he would be just a witness, his next few weeks would be screwed... What should i do ? .....am i a coward ?.....no there is no bravery in this act ...just common sense says i should leave...and what are the chances of the girl surviving..nil..zero....
He got back into his car and accelerated it a few feets.He stoped again and turned and stared at the body.He felt pity on her.He was not able to decide what to do.....He put his car in reverse gear and got back.”I should take her to the hospital and try to save her ..no matter what the chances are..”He got out of the car for the second time but this time he was late...too late...the girl had stopped breathing.He cursed himself.He thought he could have saved her life or atleast tried saving her life. “I should call the police..and may be even the hospital ...or perhaps some from her family....“He went up to the cell lying on the left side of the road. There was complete darkness ..no street lights and no moonlight...no vehicles approcahing.....He glanced at the body...the state of the body gave hime a feeling of Nausea..he covered his face with his hands and picked up the cell.The cell glowed when he hit the ok key...A half typed message was present on the screen..The measage read : Hi Jaan, surprise..i am in Pune..see you at 11.30..Your's Ankita.
Sameer was leaving for the day.It was 11:05 pm and almost every person had left the office.While he was shutting down the computer,he glanced at the photo frame placed steadily over the CPU cabinet. The snap was taken during his last visit to his Kanpur.The frame held the picture of three individuals very close to his heart.His mom,dad and his beloved wife Ankita.It was about a month ago when he had last visited them.Here he was now,working for a software giant for a better pay package but at the cost of staying away from his loved ones.Thats the way it is,he thought.
He grabbed his sack and left his cubicle,without caring if his sytem has shutdown or not.The access card hanging in his neck swayed to and fro as he walked.Then swiping the access card he left his floor and waited for the lift.Though not sleepy his eyes were drowsy and his back ached like devil.Entering the lift he thought of options for his dinner.Then he pressed the 'G' button and hit it hard for he knew no restaurant would be open.It was already too late and he was fed up of eating maggie.He cursed for the day he became a software engineer and cursed even more for his move to Pune for a better job opportunity.Better Job opportunity...Hell.. it was all about the credit cards in his wallet and the money that accumalted in his bank account at every month end.
He threw his sack on the front seat of his Zen which he bought on getting this lucrative job offer.
He put the key into the ignition...the car grumbled and died and again grumbled as if it was also fed up of working late nights.He turned the keys again and the car started this time.He rotated the wheel as he moved out of the parking to the main road.His apartment was on a 40 mins drive ,but he took a shortcut which cut down the time by almost 10 mins.The road was not totally deserted with a few vehicles here and there and some people walking..a late night walk he thought.He dind't had that luxary to walk with his friends after a late night dinner.What a paradox he thought..he worked so hard for a comfortable life with a luxurious apartment,a four wheeler,a home theater which he eventually bought on a loan....and now he craved for the life he lived earlier.”Life is strange..”he mumbled taking a right turn into the road which had no street lights,no people commuting.He drove for almost a mile and then he suddenly stopped.He felt a chill down his spine with the view he saw from the car.At almost 15 feet from his car,a body laid in pool of blood, facing the ground with it's one hand broken, he could actually see the bone of the left arm .A girl in her twenties had her head crushed completely with the blood around her was not red..but dark brown.A leather purse lay near her broken hand and a cell phone some 8 feet away from her body.
It's a case of hit and run he thought.That bastard must have hit and without even trying to save her life must have fled.Poor girl must have died on the spot....or did she ?...he could see the girl breathing...breathing slowly.He dind't stop the ignition of the car nor did he came out of the car.What should i do ?....The breathing was slowed further.He had to think fast,the nearest hospital was almost 8 miles from here.He decided to somehow get her in the car and drive to the nearest hospital as fast as possible.He got out of the car when a two-wheeler approahed the car.”I could take his help “,he thought.The bike stoped near the car and stared the body and then opened his mouth ....”Boss,get going from here...why needless to get into all this fuss..the police the court...”...saying this he drove away.Son of a bitch..Sameer exclaimed angrily.He decided to follow his instincts.But all of a sudden his instincts started deceiving him.He gave a thought about what the guy had said.He was right....if he would take her to hospital..the hospital will call the police and even though he would be just a witness, his next few weeks would be screwed... What should i do ? .....am i a coward ?.....no there is no bravery in this act ...just common sense says i should leave...and what are the chances of the girl surviving..nil..zero....
He got back into his car and accelerated it a few feets.He stoped again and turned and stared at the body.He felt pity on her.He was not able to decide what to do.....He put his car in reverse gear and got back.”I should take her to the hospital and try to save her ..no matter what the chances are..”He got out of the car for the second time but this time he was late...too late...the girl had stopped breathing.He cursed himself.He thought he could have saved her life or atleast tried saving her life. “I should call the police..and may be even the hospital ...or perhaps some from her family....“He went up to the cell lying on the left side of the road. There was complete darkness ..no street lights and no moonlight...no vehicles approcahing.....He glanced at the body...the state of the body gave hime a feeling of Nausea..he covered his face with his hands and picked up the cell.The cell glowed when he hit the ok key...A half typed message was present on the screen..The measage read : Hi Jaan, surprise..i am in Pune..see you at 11.30..Your's Ankita.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Short Story By Anand Kadam (:
The following short story is written by me and it's called "Mind's eye". I know.. what kind of story will have such a title but don't draw conclusions based on it's Title..it may be worst (:
On a serious note Pls let me know your valuable comments. ...
And yes this story is patented and if you want to make a movie out of it or want to publish it you can always buy the copyright from me ..... (:
Mind's Eye
This was the Day.
Tony had been waiting for this day for his entire life. He had his share of sorrow all through his life but now the moment waited him which would change his life forever. He was 22 and had seen so much in these years. He never knew what a mother's warmth was. She died giving birth to him. Soon after her death his Dad started seeing other women. Tony hailed from a very rich and prestigious family with generations having served the poor through the medical fraternity. Everyone was a doctor or a PHD but not his dad. His dad didn't take up the medical profession, in fact never tried to earn a penny.
Tony had a lonely childhood until Jane entered his life. He could still remember the day when Jane moved to his neighbourhood.He had found a true fried in her. Jane’s company covered all his sorrows, he stated smiling, laughing and more importantly enjoying his life. And now he was going to ask her to marry him. This was his last day of college and he had been preparing for this moment for a while now. He had visualised the scene a hundred times in his dreams.” Will you marry me Miss Jane?" He had memorized this simple plain line.
As he was waiting for Jane in his garden he heard Uncle Jack calling him. Uncle Jack was the one who looked after him for all these years. Mr. Jack was a Psychologist. He was very dear to Tony. "Can I speak to you for some time, Tony?” "Now? Actually Uncle ..." Before Tony could complete his statement uncle jack said "Tony this is really very important. I always wanted to speak to you about this but was afraid. Now you are older and you will be able to understand...”
"What is it all about...” Tony asked with a tensed voice. "Not here... Let’s go inside the living room and will have a talk there" Tony followed Uncle Jack into the cottage. Tony was very anxious and nervous. He had never seen his Uncle this way. "Tony before I talk to u about it please promise me you won’t panic and whatever happens always remember that I am with you." "God! You are making me too nervous. Tell me uncle jack what is it about”. Tony wanted to get through this as early as possible. "Jane must be waiting for me" he thought.
"Tony you need to keep your calm. Know it will be very tough for you to understand..Tony, remember the day when you told me about Jane moving to the cottage next to ours?"
"Is it about Jane...?" he shrieked, his heart was pumping fast...
"Listen Tony There is no one living in that cottage for years now...”
"whhhat ?? How’s that possible I have been there myself so many times....what are you talking about? I just can’t understand"
"Please listen Tony. You were alone those days and were very upset with life. You didn’t have friends then...You went through lot of things...You wanted to be happy but were unable to you didn't had anyone to talk to" Uncle jack moved closer to Tony and put his hand on Tony's shoulder. "And in such situations your brain plays bad games with you. You started imagining Jane as your friend...There is no Jane; Tony you are just imagining her..."
"Just just just imagining her...how can you say that ...I have touched her even kissed her cheeks. It’s you who are crazy and not me...”
"Tony I know it’s hard to believe this. But it’s the truth. I always wanted to tell you this but you were too small to understand..." "No that's not possible.....you are lying ..." "No son it’s your own mind lying you...please Tony keep your cool everything will be fine ...just trust me"
Tony rushed away from the living room. He ran to meet Jane in the Garden. But no one was there. He went to Jane's house hoping to find her there...he tried ringing the door bell but it didn't rang and how would it? The place was locked for 17 years now. He entered the Cottage through a broken window.Eveything was deserted. The sofa on which he and Jane sat chatting for hours was covered with layers of dust...
He was almost crying now...he moved to the terrace to find the rose plant they planted together. There was nothing only some rusted furniture and dust. He went back Uncle Jack. "Son, I am sorry but you need to get out of this...” Tony couldn't believe what had happened to him. The girl who he loved the most and wanted to marry didn't exist. She was fake, a thought, and a piece of imagination....
It took around a month for him to digest his fate. He was finally recovering. And that day before going to sleep he took those tablets which he took for last 15 years. He always wondered why Uncle Jack kept giving him those tablets. Now he knew the answer. He was sick. Sick mentally.
As he was about to sleep he heard a knock on his door.
It was Jane.
"Jane you cant be here...you don't exist..."
"What’s that? Is this some kind of Joke, Tony? I came here to say sorry. I had to leave that day without informing you because my mom died in a car accident...I tried to reach you but somehow I was not able to...”
"Noooo! this is not true” said Tony. "There is no one called Jane in my life...I know that now...Just get away from me... "
"Whats the matter with you Tony? I am Jane your sweetheart your love...”
"No that’s not true...." Tony closed his eyes for a moment hoping his dream would end....
Jane held his hand....Tony was shivering he could feel the touch.His brain was playing Bad games with him he knew it.
"Come here my baby you are not well...you need some rest"
"Go away from me ...just go...” Tony was breathing high now...He tried keeping his cool and took a deep breath. He knew this would be over once he convinced himself that there was no Jane.
"Jane you are my imagination...I made you..."
"Tony you can’t hurt me ...you love me so much ...we had such a great time together"
"No Jane, I had a great time with myself..." What am I talking! I am going nuts..
He rushed into the kitchen. He came back with water all over his shirt... He could still see Jane standing there...weeping.
He was well aware of the bad games of the Brain now. He went closer to her... "Jane i made you ...now i will destroy you...” Zap zap zap... three stabs...Jane was bleeding... Tony could feel the red liquid ...bad brain games he thought...
"Uncle Jack. Where are you? I am cured now. There will be no Jane from now on...where are you Uncle Jack?"
"There is no Uncle Jack. I wanted to tell you this… All these days..." Jane gasped.
Breathing her last breath.
On a serious note Pls let me know your valuable comments. ...
And yes this story is patented and if you want to make a movie out of it or want to publish it you can always buy the copyright from me ..... (:
Mind's Eye
This was the Day.
Tony had been waiting for this day for his entire life. He had his share of sorrow all through his life but now the moment waited him which would change his life forever. He was 22 and had seen so much in these years. He never knew what a mother's warmth was. She died giving birth to him. Soon after her death his Dad started seeing other women. Tony hailed from a very rich and prestigious family with generations having served the poor through the medical fraternity. Everyone was a doctor or a PHD but not his dad. His dad didn't take up the medical profession, in fact never tried to earn a penny.
Tony had a lonely childhood until Jane entered his life. He could still remember the day when Jane moved to his neighbourhood.He had found a true fried in her. Jane’s company covered all his sorrows, he stated smiling, laughing and more importantly enjoying his life. And now he was going to ask her to marry him. This was his last day of college and he had been preparing for this moment for a while now. He had visualised the scene a hundred times in his dreams.” Will you marry me Miss Jane?" He had memorized this simple plain line.
As he was waiting for Jane in his garden he heard Uncle Jack calling him. Uncle Jack was the one who looked after him for all these years. Mr. Jack was a Psychologist. He was very dear to Tony. "Can I speak to you for some time, Tony?” "Now? Actually Uncle ..." Before Tony could complete his statement uncle jack said "Tony this is really very important. I always wanted to speak to you about this but was afraid. Now you are older and you will be able to understand...”
"What is it all about...” Tony asked with a tensed voice. "Not here... Let’s go inside the living room and will have a talk there" Tony followed Uncle Jack into the cottage. Tony was very anxious and nervous. He had never seen his Uncle this way. "Tony before I talk to u about it please promise me you won’t panic and whatever happens always remember that I am with you." "God! You are making me too nervous. Tell me uncle jack what is it about”. Tony wanted to get through this as early as possible. "Jane must be waiting for me" he thought.
"Tony you need to keep your calm. Know it will be very tough for you to understand..Tony, remember the day when you told me about Jane moving to the cottage next to ours?"
"Is it about Jane...?" he shrieked, his heart was pumping fast...
"Listen Tony There is no one living in that cottage for years now...”
"whhhat ?? How’s that possible I have been there myself so many times....what are you talking about? I just can’t understand"
"Please listen Tony. You were alone those days and were very upset with life. You didn’t have friends then...You went through lot of things...You wanted to be happy but were unable to you didn't had anyone to talk to" Uncle jack moved closer to Tony and put his hand on Tony's shoulder. "And in such situations your brain plays bad games with you. You started imagining Jane as your friend...There is no Jane; Tony you are just imagining her..."
"Just just just imagining her...how can you say that ...I have touched her even kissed her cheeks. It’s you who are crazy and not me...”
"Tony I know it’s hard to believe this. But it’s the truth. I always wanted to tell you this but you were too small to understand..." "No that's not possible.....you are lying ..." "No son it’s your own mind lying you...please Tony keep your cool everything will be fine ...just trust me"
Tony rushed away from the living room. He ran to meet Jane in the Garden. But no one was there. He went to Jane's house hoping to find her there...he tried ringing the door bell but it didn't rang and how would it? The place was locked for 17 years now. He entered the Cottage through a broken window.Eveything was deserted. The sofa on which he and Jane sat chatting for hours was covered with layers of dust...
He was almost crying now...he moved to the terrace to find the rose plant they planted together. There was nothing only some rusted furniture and dust. He went back Uncle Jack. "Son, I am sorry but you need to get out of this...” Tony couldn't believe what had happened to him. The girl who he loved the most and wanted to marry didn't exist. She was fake, a thought, and a piece of imagination....
It took around a month for him to digest his fate. He was finally recovering. And that day before going to sleep he took those tablets which he took for last 15 years. He always wondered why Uncle Jack kept giving him those tablets. Now he knew the answer. He was sick. Sick mentally.
As he was about to sleep he heard a knock on his door.
It was Jane.
"Jane you cant be here...you don't exist..."
"What’s that? Is this some kind of Joke, Tony? I came here to say sorry. I had to leave that day without informing you because my mom died in a car accident...I tried to reach you but somehow I was not able to...”
"Noooo! this is not true” said Tony. "There is no one called Jane in my life...I know that now...Just get away from me... "
"Whats the matter with you Tony? I am Jane your sweetheart your love...”
"No that’s not true...." Tony closed his eyes for a moment hoping his dream would end....
Jane held his hand....Tony was shivering he could feel the touch.His brain was playing Bad games with him he knew it.
"Come here my baby you are not well...you need some rest"
"Go away from me ...just go...” Tony was breathing high now...He tried keeping his cool and took a deep breath. He knew this would be over once he convinced himself that there was no Jane.
"Jane you are my imagination...I made you..."
"Tony you can’t hurt me ...you love me so much ...we had such a great time together"
"No Jane, I had a great time with myself..." What am I talking! I am going nuts..
He rushed into the kitchen. He came back with water all over his shirt... He could still see Jane standing there...weeping.
He was well aware of the bad games of the Brain now. He went closer to her... "Jane i made you ...now i will destroy you...” Zap zap zap... three stabs...Jane was bleeding... Tony could feel the red liquid ...bad brain games he thought...
"Uncle Jack. Where are you? I am cured now. There will be no Jane from now on...where are you Uncle Jack?"
"There is no Uncle Jack. I wanted to tell you this… All these days..." Jane gasped.
Breathing her last breath.
Book Review : SPHERE by Michael Crichton (1987)
Now here is a book which starts out with total science fiction and slowly transforms into a Pshycological Thriller.For all the guys who have not read Michael Crichton,let it me tell you that he is the king of techno thrillers.Some of his books includes, Andromeda Strain ( About an disease of an extraterrestrial origin),Jurassic Park and Lost world,Timeline and his Latest Offering NEXT (which is on genetics).
Lets come to our subject "SPHERE"...The book revolves around a Psycologist Norman Johnson who is called upon By US Navy who have discovered of a space craft on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and it is further learnt that it is being lying for 300 years.The plot unfolds when Norman Johnson and other three scientists go down to explore the space craft only to discover a sphere like object of alien origin.revealing further will be a spoil sport.read it for yourself It's one of the best book i have read in recent times.The second half is quite complex which explores the subconscious part of human brain but takes you by surprise as the story progresses. My suggestion ..a must read
Lets come to our subject "SPHERE"...The book revolves around a Psycologist Norman Johnson who is called upon By US Navy who have discovered of a space craft on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean and it is further learnt that it is being lying for 300 years.The plot unfolds when Norman Johnson and other three scientists go down to explore the space craft only to discover a sphere like object of alien origin.revealing further will be a spoil sport.read it for yourself It's one of the best book i have read in recent times.The second half is quite complex which explores the subconscious part of human brain but takes you by surprise as the story progresses. My suggestion ..a must read
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