Saturday, October 29, 2016

MaMi 2016



      Mumbai Academy of Moving Images (MAMI) hosts an international film festival in Mumbai, which is also known as Mumbai Film Festival. As it is the moods of festivals are taken very seriously in India...the word FILM adds a different glamour to it. However, it's a good chance for many aspiring and practicing film makers like myself to get to know the films that are made in many other countries which do not get a wide release in Indian markets. Interactions happen and also out of 10s of hundreds of entries a few are narrowed down that make it to the screening.
     This post is about my some small experiences at - Jio MAMI 2016.

     Its always a huge confusion to chose from 100-150 films that come in your hand in the form of schedule and movie catalogue. Most of the names seem Gibrish and the struggle to search the name of your favourite film makers begin. In the similar wave of confusion and enthusiasm, with some confusing booking process this year, I decided to go ahead with selective four films for day one. The online bookings displayed house-full shows for each of the films that I wanted to see. Same was the case with Ashutosh who too was going to attend the festival. I was almost going to lay back and put on the Malyalam film - "Ustaad Hotel" on my computer when Ashutosh called and told me that he is reaching the venue in next 15 mins. That was the motivation for me to get ready and go almost 30kms away from my house to stand in the queue of the shows that we couldn't book.

     Terrible and Horrifying films made our day 1. Bizarre and unnecessary stories. One of the three at least became a little interesting just before the climax but they took too much of time to reach to that interesting point giving away nothing at all.
I had been trying to chase an actor called Alok Rajwade since a few weeks to narrate him a script. Alok was right around and I just had to pretend that he means nothing to me. I had to en-cash this opportunity. A few strings were pulled and next day I saw a film called The Little Prince - It was a big sigh of relief from the previous day's trauma. This one was superb, refreshing and hopeful. Just the feeling I wanted to carry with me when I meet Alok to get his appointment for narration. After the screening of Alok's film "Kasav", I approached him and he was ready to listen to the narration. "Let's meet after 15-20 mins from now, and in case we don't see each other around after 20 mins, lets call each other."
For the first time things moved so quickly. Otherwise it is a slow process where makers need to run behind the artists to get themselves a couple of hours from them.
     The story was narrated in a heavily crowded McDonalds outlet. (Now I really worry that my script will be shot by someone else coz there were many random people who have heard my story). Result was unfortunately negative. He was too busy to give me dates that I was hoping for.
     Evening was spent with some family friends in the Irish House. Yelling, shouting, singing, laughing hard and eating pastas and other weight gaining food which was way beyond our budgets. However, that was the happy moment number two. First one was - meeting someone out of reach. It was important for me. It was important for me to get him interested for a narration. At least reaching up to him and convincing him to consider me to be worthy enough to meet me and hear my story. That was my tiny moment of achievement.
    Next day was the day of mix films. Four films seen by Me, Ashu and a friend of his. My Life as a Zucchini was the highlight of the day. another good part of that day was between two films I and Ashu got to catch up. Talk about what and how things are with our lives. Discussions and advice session.
    Which proved to be my last day at MaMi 2016 was the best one. Rajwade & Sons, a marathi film which I had revengefully not seen when it was released same time last year coz one of the lead artists of that film was shooting for this film when I wanted him to be a part of my project. However, I loved the film. I met him after a long time and it was a refreshing small talk with him. The next one I saw was Donald Cried, a light comedy film with a simple emotional end. One of the best suspense films Ashu , me and that friend of his, saw together was an Australian film - Hounds Of Love. That film very well explains the meaning of the word "Scary". Whats more interesting is that - It is not a horror film. 
It ended with the premier of a Marathi film  called - Veltilator by Rajesh Mhapuskar. It was the 3rd most fulfilling film of the festival after My Life as a Zucchini & The Little Prince.

     What's there to write about all this? What it has to do with you all. Nothing to be honest. What did Mami give me? A Lot. A lot of happiness, a lot of food for thought, and quite a realisation about many things that have changed in and around me.

- I found Anurag Kashyap walking beside me. Usually I would have forgotten everything and would have kept looking at him in awe. But this time apart from acknowledging his presence around me..there was nothing that moved inside me. He is not my ex-gf, but "mera usse rishta kaafi purana hai". It meant a lot for me to know that I am moving forward.
- Inside story is that, I met Alok for someone else. Alok was never my first choice for the role, but there is someone very special who would have been much happier than me if I had worked with him. For the first time I chased someone for someone else's happiness. Though it did not work, I had a sense of completion because I knew that I tried my best to get there. It is good to do something entirely for someone's else's happiness.
- For the same project the same person for whom I met Alok had suggested me a girl for the role of protagonist. "Why would she even consider?" Is what I had said. Turned out that The same "suggested girl", Ashutosh and myself were the trio who were watching films together throughout the festival. She is great to be with.
- Well, I am yet to be in the top list of film-makers...but right now when I am just a struggler, it is a big deal for me to watch a film with people like Ashutosh Gowarikar, Rajesh Mhapuskar, Nikhil Sane and Rajkumar Hirani sitting just a few feet away from you. 
- I saw a lot of French Cinema.
- It was a realisation point that today I know a lot of people. A lot of people know me. I am not an actor, my face is not seen on screen and thus People cannot make a pictorial memory of who Shoneel is, and yet there were some of them who knew me someway. That's a good feeling to have. 
- The ironical dilemma and fearful question that gave a way after MaMi-16 was, am I getting too comfortable in Marathi film circle? Do I need to bounce out and start a fresh and explore new horizons? Or should I stay in the puddle of this comfort zone for a little while longer? what's right, whats not!

     I still don't have the answer - you can answer it if you want to - But if it was not for MaMi...this question would have taken a lot more time to make it's way inside my head. 
Maa always said it - Everything happens for a reason.
A mere registration enrollment done with an intention of keeping my mind busy and away from the unnecessary thoughts, showed me an unexpected mirror to give a reality check,



    "Life badi kutti cheez hai...khush karte hi aapko aapki jagah dikhati hai!"

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Like a Bat in a Trap!

      Without thinking who is interested and who is not, I am writing this post. The opinions and the thoughts are personal and only related to today's context of my life and people around me. Well, more related to people who WERE around me and coping up with the fact that now they are not.

Why to publish it here...well I just got to know today that my blog link is earning me more dollars than my youtube videos. Well, this motivated me to keep the blog live. So here is the first mental block which I am going through and is open for discussion.

      21 is a good age to fall in love. Perhaps for me it was falling in love again. She was simple, she was a homely person and very lovable. Now the dilemma starts from here it self - WAS or she Still Is? Anyway, going ahead... I fell for the girl and she fell for me too. We started dating and we were going strong until my male ego made its place in us. When our careers started changing their paces and when I felt that luck is taking her way ahead than what talent will ever take me. When I started to grow more and more possessive about her. When I started to grow all the more insecure about almost her every movement. All this happened right after she got her fist film as an actress.

     I always knew that I was possessive, It took us a few months to start dating officially as I always said that this wont work coz I become too insecure. She said she was ready to handle me. She did keep her word until it went beyond her patience. Though she loved me, she was a human being and she had her limits to bear. and one fine day she had to let herself be what every being would always want to be - Happy and stress-free!

     On the other hand I never wanted an actress partner. There are few things you naturally hate, and a breed of actresses is what I always hated. But that was my problem. Not hers. She had the opportunities of doing what she loved and she had to take it. There was no 2nd thought to it.
During our fights I always thought that getting away from her is the solution. Maybe if we wont be dating at all, I wont feel insecure about anything anymore. And thus, when it exceeded my limit of living with an actress partner, I ended it.

     Now the problem. Why I never wanted an actress partner. Even after getting away from that person. Her existence never left me. Being an actress she is every where. She is on television, she is on the internet, she is on instagram...not just her account, but the fan made posts and the posts that channel uses to market their daily soap. She is on the transit buses ads, she is on the hoardings and she is everywhere haunting me.
The more I run away from her existence the more her presence comes near me,
And its all the more worse when I know that the real person, who is far more lovable and soulful, hates Me much more than how much she loved me.
So there is no chance of neutralizing the fucked up past.
Even though I am happy for her, I want to be happy for myself too.
     How do I live without being affected is what my search is.  Sometimes I really feel like running away from everything. Running away from this city, from the hoardings and from every link related to her. But ultimately she feeds on media and media feeds on people like her. There is no running away from the media, unless I take Sanyas and start living in Mountains...which is again not practical. 

     The dilemma stays - one time I feel like just tuning to the channel and watching her every video once for all, but the next moment I know that that is going to kill me for I would know that I am looking at a fake person I once really knew well. I am looking at a person who once loved me and now hates me. But then I fear...will that cure this problem?

"When you cannot avoid, enjoy it." - That's exactly what I am unable to do.
I am becoming the bad person because she is famous now. I am becoming the bad person even for myself.

How do I grow up from this ! How far do I run? How to be OK with all this is the answer I am trying to find.

All in all I was right about one thing for myself - I never wanted to date an actress, coz I knew that if that goes out of hands, these were going to be the consequences. 

However, my life and the problems around it continue to stay 'filmy'! That's the only high-point to feel good.