There are books,movies,songs which touch you in a manner that words just lose meaning. Sometimes the big screen can reflect something as insignificant as our lives. May be that makes us realise the actual significance of life. The importance of some people in your life, your importance for someone else.
Rockstar is one such piece of art. This, if anyone is reading by mistake, is NOT a review. This is my space of speaking my mind and at present Rockstar engulfs my mind.
The movie is as much about rock music as I am a "communist". This is a depiction of a soul tormented by its own existence, of sacrifices which only need to be felt. It is a journey of a simple (and mind you being simple is not at all simple) boy to a person who knows the harsh realities in absolute sense. But where Rockstar triumphs is that the person understands that reality is what you choose to believe. Yes, being a sane individual, he will feel the pain of his miserable state but will find the occasional solace of living in a different world. That is where Imtiaz Ali strikes the chord.
Love, if you think too much about it, will appear to be a complicated nuisance. Actually,if you are thinking too much, you aren't in love. The character, Jordan is as "pure" as it could have been. He just knows that the girl( who's just too loveable) is all he needs in this life.
When they are together, they are ...
What does it mean to love? There is no meaning. It really is just another world, where
"kaise cheenega mujhse yeh jahaan tumhe
tum bhi ho....kya fikar ab hume?"
these lines hold.
This is a movie on love, on inner peace( No offense Panda fans!).
Many people deserve credit for this film having such impact.
A.R.Rahman, Imtiaz Ali, Mohit Chauhan... Ranbir Kapoor( easily comparable to Aamir Khan in acting skills).
But somehow,(may be I am biased), most of the credit goes to Irshaad Kamil for the eternally blissful words.
In our existence, we crave for certain things. But we live for our passion.
Rockstar is not a Lovely Singh or a Chammak Challo.
It, in its own right , is a blockbuster.
Isn't there a naadan parinda in each of us? Don't we all want to return to the warmth of love. Isn't love our only home?
In any case, if you are feeling disgusted reading all these... just remember..
"jo bhi main..kehena chahoon...
barbaad kare...alfaaz mere"
