YOUNG INDIA

M. Night Shyamalan’s movie ‘Split’ (2016) is a unique and ambitious effort to bring the 24th character, the ultimate one, into our imaginations. While the movie could be appreciated for a number of reasons, what impressed me is the concept that unravelled on the limit of human abilities. There are other movies like “Lucy” (2014) or Limitless (2011) are tried something about the boundaries of the human brain. But what makes ‘Split’ unique is its psychological angle rather than relying upon some crowd-pleasing causes and effects.  I was excited after I watched the movie the first time, went on crazy mode. I could remember that day when I was over frenzied about the movie while I was narrating the story to my friends on the dinner table in our hostel mess. Still, I am not sure what made me crazy about this.  We like superheroes, don’t we? Because they do something that we cannot do. In that way, we satisfy our urge to be an ultra-right person. Because we all don’t have a perfect ...

Recommended by a science fiction voyager, I had the chance to watch the movie titled “Coherence” (2013). A low budget highly intelligent content and execution which deserves a couple of hours of our time. To be frank, I could not get grip on the science angle the movie uses to execute its story. But the human emotions it touches make us think another dimension of love. The movie indirectly questions the concept of love: “whether we love the object as we perceive or the person as s(he) is? We, humans but curious, generally are fond of the matters which make us comfortable and ‘isms’ behind the heavenly imaginations. Apart from those curiosities, the need of emotions coming out of ‘wanting to be accepted’ or ‘wanting to be right’ lead us to seek the “Love”. To me, love became an archived boring institution strengthened by a relentless number of stories from books, movies and our pessimistic views about humans. The concepts of eternal love or divine love are clandestinely used to create e...

Hi to all, I refer myself as Prince lonely toad . My father used to call me Mr.Toad and my mother named me as Little prince frogger. We are a wanderer and I belong to a large family with 12 siblings. I am the youngest kiddo of all. My family often worries about my future because of my physical dissimilarities with other members. Yes, I am a differently-abled spirit with one functional leg and an eye. I never thought that life would be so difficult until that day. The day and the events pushed me to take this extreme step. Now, I am giving up my hope of living. Yes, this is my suicide note and I am about to quit. In general suicide note will punish the accused listed in it, but like a frog (As a relief measure to all my fellow readers, I am just a frog but not a human being), I am so powerless to punish those accused. Besides these all, I wrote this letter to feel u all guilt and make my death reasonable to all vulnerable powerless section. Causes of death and accused are listed in t...

Life of a pachyderm At a time before the dawn, it was dark and misty all over the place. The herd of elephants were seen with their calves moving at a steady pace. The elephants were migrating from one patch of the forest to another which they do quite often to escape hunger due to less availability of resources. Amongst the herd, a mother Elephant was seen more cautious with two of its own baby elephants and was more protective than others. There was a reason for such cautiousness.  Years back when this mother elephant was young and was moving in the same manner with its mother in search of food, it lost its brother in a train accident. Such incidents often occur when elephants migrate. Some die because of the train, some in road accidents struck by a truck and some purposefully killed by the poachers. So the elephant knew that life was full of challenges and intuitively protected the calves all along the way her herd marched.  Miles of the untiring march had shrunk the herd’...

The fault in our Stars (2014) film is memorable for many reasons. But in a scene when Augustus says that he fears about Oblivion, I felt myself in his place. As far as I can remember I am a dreamer of legacies. I always wanted to have an indelible print of my own being in this universe, eternally. When we grow, we accumulate the consciousness from winnings and losses and successes and failures. That consciousness will take us from the dreams into a situation of reality. The successes make us excited to achieve the legacies of own where generations are going to remember us, celebrate us. Then the fear of Oblivion comes from every failure we face in our ambitious path. I have my fair share of both sides of the spectrum. I had to choose a path which will, in turn, give me an eternal place in this overcrowded multi-complex world. The choices were business, community service or even becoming a celebrity of a kind. I have tried all of them. When you are in a full of energy witho...