We humans live by memories. We learn from our experiences. We share and live life with friends and this all inspires me to write an experience I lived. It gives me immense pleasure to write, it is a kind of exploration of self. So, here I am expressing myself through my pen, sharing an experience which I lived and enjoyed with my life long companions. I thank one of my new friend who is a very charming content writer and a small discussion between us inspired me to make this blog and digitize my writing but still I like my fountain pen to float over a paper - glittering ink, setting an intellect and giving tranquility to my heart. Here is my experience...
On 11.11.11, I accompanied my new friends of M'TECH first time for a movie ROCKSTAR! We went to Centra Mall here at Chandigarh, unfortunately seats were already booked in advance for the evening show at 16:20 hrs. What I perceived with the strength present in the mall there were two kinds of fans:
1) The music/guitar junkies and
2) The large number of materialistic girls with the periodic table of
upcoming movies of the star (Mr. Ranbir) in coming years.
Me and my friends then decided to switch our boots to another theatre FUN
REPUBLIC at Panchkula near housing board colony. It is also on the way to
Chandimandir, Headquarter of western command of INDIAN ARMY. After
the consensus of our group, we bought our tickets on-time, sparing our time
respectively to eat some food for our survival as we rushed from college
without lunch.
The show timings were the same as Centra Mall at Chandigarh so our just
made regimental unit proceeds with various missions like window shopping
and clicking photographs up and down, round and round, at every
showroom, washroom and obviously at rooms where people come to
find their weekly bride and grooms.
We friends took our respective seats, and with the help of our ball and socket
joint in the neck we triggered our heads at an angle of 45 degrees from the
actual (normal) base angle as we were sitting in front seats due to less
financial, monitory support of Indian Rupee in our leather wallets.
Well, that’s not my point of concern, after some advertisements before the
commencement of movie as an anecdote note appeared which addressed like
this:
“PLEASE STAND UP IN REGARD OF OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM AND THE
SOLDIERS AT SIACHEN BORDER”.
I looked back, within seconds people stood up, this was my first experience
in the movie theatre to feel the pride and courage in my veins with the flow
of blood. People were in their silent modes as their mobiles were. But it was
all over with the perturbation on this act. I never imagined the NATIONAL
ANTHEM in that manner which is imprudent for me inside the blackout
theater under its ROOF.
Momentarily few questions arises in me about our
NATIONAL ANTHEM composed by Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore and
the perplexed controversy propagate which reassembled my school days
when we were taught about the composition was made by him in December
1911 and is considered by some to be in praise of King George V and not God
(Loving Mother of India-BHARAT MATA).
“When the proceedings of the Indian National Congress began on
Wednesday 27th December 1911, Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore sang a
song composed by him specially to welcome the Emperor”, was quoted by
the British Indian Press at that time.
On this, In Bengali Rabindranath Tagore protested and wrote in his
biography “RAVINDRAJIVNI” as :
“A certain high official in His (King’s) Majesty's service, who was also my
friend, had requested that I write a song - JANA GANA MANA - of felicitation
towards the Emperor. The request simply amazed me. It caused a great stir
in my heart. In response to that great mental turmoil, I pronounced the
victory in Jana Gana Mana of that Bhagya Vidhata - God of Destiny - of India
who has from age after age held steadfast the reins of India's chariot
through rise and fall, through the straight path and the curved. That Lord of
Destiny, that Reader of the Collective Mind of India, that Perennial Guide,
could never be George V, George VI, or any other George. Even my official
friend understood this about the song. After all, even if his admiration for the
crown was excessive, he was not lacking in simple common sense”.
Suddenly flash of light appears and the frenetic brain of mine
instantaneously and effortlessly responded to visual and audio changes in the
theatrical environment, my controvertible thoughts on the NATIONAL
ANTHEM vanished when the long stretch of 6 strings on the notations of
electric-guitar synthesized. Once again I looked back and acknowledged
people were more effervescent this time than the previous silent mode in
address of the song by Nobel Laureate and CHEERED OUT LOUD - "SADDA
HAQQ AITHEY RAKH - SADDA HAQQ AITHEY RAKH"................ as movie
ROCKSTAR begins...............
Awesome man . very nicely written