Saturday 26 July 2014

Better than the best. Let the others take rest...for a while.

I am neither Taran Aadarsh nor Anupama Chopra but at least I can express myself for the golden man of Bollywood, Salman Khan. I recently have watched his movie Kick and as I updated my status, I again booked tickets immediately for next day to take my mother. For Salman Khan movies, review is never required. It is always a hit one. But this time Salman Khan has come with some difference, with more actions and even more emotions. Really if you won’t cry once in a movie, you’re not human or you can never be a good human being. ‘Being Human”, what Salman Khan spreads message with his brand, is seen in the movie Kick. Salman Khan has actually put his real life in character of this reel life. And this is the reason why this is going to be a blockbuster of 2014. We must wait for macho man Ajay Devgn’s Singham Returns, Haidar to see the power pact performance of Shahid Kapoor & Bang Bang which is believed to be one of the best movies of Hrithik Roshan till date. Time decides the fate.

Never lose this smile :)
But as everyone is saying, this time Salman Khan has brought some variety with comedy and action. And it’s very suspense. The gorgeous Sri Lankan beauty Jacqueline has done quite well performance before Salman Khan. Navazuddin Siddaque and my all time favorite Randeep Hooda (ever since I saw him in his first movie ‘D’) both are surprise package! Both must be appreciate. Our beloved Dada aka Mithunda is there as a father of Salman Khan. It’s a complete family entertainer and a must watch movie. I hardly had reviews about movies but this time I have to give Kick 5 stars.

It’s people’s love for Salman making him large day after day. He’s simple, honest, humble, and helpful, he bring smile, he brings tears, tears of joy, and he overcomes the sadness. Heartily praying in the sacred month of Ramdan, may Allah bring him lots of peace & success and hope this year he’ll find his soul mate.

Friday 4 July 2014

God opens many doors when one is closed...

Life without friends is hell. When I went to platform no 2 of Bhayandar station today, I hesitated going there because I no longer belong to the area now. I went to catch the 8:04 Churchgate bound fast local as it had been my favorite local more than a year. I thought the people out there would not support me. But nothing was happened like that. I do not even know the names of most of the people there but we have been very good friends all through the year. When they all see me, they went too happy seeing me back and started asking me whether I was coming everyday in that local.

All of them were meeting me and expressing their feeling. As I have always made fun of things and made everyone smile there, they were all happy seeing me back. Even the person who stands on a door till Malad was too happy seeing me back. He used to call me “Aaj ki taaja khabar” because of my companion Mumbai Mirror. That Gujarati uncle who boards local when it is running and catches a window seat, offered me his seat today and forced me to sit on a window seat after cleaning the rain water fallen in yards of Bhayander by his bare hands. The most beautiful gift of my life is Kamal. He’s a greatest of the great guy. Simple, honest and humble who shares all things with us, I still remember once I hugged him on a fly over when he was talking with his friends (Because Elsa calls me Olaf and I like warm hugs). While he saw me today morning, he said, “Arre Chintan. If I had known that you were coming, I’d have brought a coconut today for rituals and would have distributed sweets.”

They all have now requested me to come in their local and taken my private number. If I won’t go there from Monday, they’ll start calling me. Mumbai has been so helpful every time whenever I needed. I was feeling lonely and finding tough to reach Churchgate early morning but these guys have made this very simple. I can smile now. They have made me so happy today, I cannot forget this day. I am loved and that’s all I want. Some things bring tears in the eyes…. Tears of joy…. Only Mumbai can give.