Samples and Serendipity

The moment preceding the moment when things come together is my favourite moment. It’s when you know things will fall into place and you watch in anticipation as it does.

I love that musicians sample music. There is something to be said about the argument that sampling implies lack of creativity. This could be true and often is, when the producer samples a track because they really couldn’t care to come up with an original. And oftentimes this lack of motivation is evident, although it does get passed off as art on occasion.

But what if samples are used to evoke nostalgia? A way to fuse an older memory into a  new one, make a moment out of a moment passed?

I love samples when it works in this manner. It also primes me to appreciate creativity in the manner that the sample is used.

Given this background, things worked like a dream the other day. I chanced upon a sample without intending to. Serendipity. I had listened to the song 2wicky by Hooverphonic in their live orchestra version a year ago. Boredom directed me to find the original. I played it and was transfixed at the intro. It was a guitar riff that I’d been hunting for, for a long time. I’d heard it on 6 Inch by Beyonce.

The guitar riff is the sort that plays in the background as you walk through the rain in slow motion, haven beaten your opponent and won The Game.

I thought Beyonce sampled it from 2Wicky. Which was fantastic because I love both those songs. I googled 2wicky to confirm this, only to find out that 2wicky sampled it from Isaac Hayes 1969 hit Walk On By. I heard it and it was awesome. But the story didn’t end there. This version was apparently a rerecording of the original by Dionne Warwick. And when I listened to that, I felt like I’d heard it before, in passing. Like it had played at a coffee shop, softly in the background. I still cannot remember where I heard it, but it’s unmistakable. I’ve listened to it before and enjoyed it, without paying too much attention. And now, it’s come back to me.

“Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.”

Luna Lovegood


Que Será, Será

The best one liner on life?

I love one liners. They pack a punch. Even better if they’re following a literary device like an alleteration or oxymoron. Always aim at alletrations.

One of my favourite is Que Será, Será.

The phrase comes from Doris Day song titled the same.

It translates to Whatever will be, will be.
It is used as an exclamatory phrase when one is hit with the realisation that life is pre-deterministic. What’s so great about it is that its enunciation is so musical, and it conveys such a profound message: Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.

The phrase is mistaken to be Spanish, but it first appeared in a 16th century English heraldic motto. It made its way into Spanish and Italian family crests, and to the British play, Doctor Faustus with the Italian spelling[1] .

But as Lee Hartman points out, “ The saying is always in an English-speaking context, and has no history in Spain, Italy, or France, and in fact is ungrammatical in all three Romance languages. It is composed of Spanish or Italian words superimposed on English syntax.”[2]

Jay Livingston, one of the writers of the song came across the phrase in the 1954 movie The Barefoot Contessa. The fictional Italian family in the movie have the quote as their family motto. Mr Livingston jotted it down and then converted the ‘Che Sera Sera’ (Italian) to ‘Que Sera Sera’ (Spanish) because quote, “There are so many Spanish people in the world.”[3]

The song eventually topped the charts in numerous countries and went on to win the Oscars in 1956. Doris Day has gone down in history as the singer of Que Sera Sera. The song has been remade in numerous languages, notably Kay Sara Sara in Hindi with Prabhudeva and Madhuri Dixit’s great choreography. Yours truly also danced to this song (if she remembers right) for her 4th grade school dance.

It still baffles me how this all came to be. The fact that the phrase is still massively popular, and got pulled out of obscurity through unexpected circumstances.

Que Sera Sera – the self fulfilling prophecy.

Consequently, the whole notion of free will begins to crumble when you accept the quote. This is a bitter pill for me to swallow most times. What’s the point of doing anything if I am the protagonist of this story, not the writer?

Clearly, excessive reliance of a quote like this can be burdensome. And I say this because I have a disposition to become this way.

So the importance of this quote is to offer respite –

-and to not take yourself too seriously, one way or another.

Moot point, Raksha. This post is already too serious. Skittles anyone?





[3] http://Pomerance, Murray (2001),…

This post first appeared as an answer to a question on Quora

Interpretation: The Arrival, A Hero’s Journey

A recurring motif seen in stories is the journey of the hero. It is one where he is thrust out of his normal life, and thrown into danger. He is faced with a monster, who can unleash a power unknown. He then willingly accepts the tribulation, defeats the monster, and emerges triumphant. He now possesses this new power. In that sense he better than everyone else, but he also uses it for the well being of others.

This theme plays out in the movie, the arrival. It is uniquely interpreted, and I’ll get to why that is in just a bit. But first off, to summarize what the arrival is about: Aliens have landed on Earth and a linguist is employed to understand what they want, and see if they pose a threat to humanity. This story is interlayered with themes of love and loss, and the importance of communication and language. The storytelling is distinctive.  Just like the language of the aliens, the plot is also circular, like a self-fulfilling prophecy. The beautiful quote from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows summarizes it well: “I begin at the close.”   Louise Banks, the protagonist of the movie, learns the language of the aliens and in the process rewires her brain to be able to access time in its entirety. In consequence of that, she sees her future and the sum total of her whole life. There is also some tension among nations about how to approach the aliens, with some countries proposing to decimate them, while others want a more diplomatic approach. Amy Adams has done a great job in portraying the character, although her turgid body language gets confusing at times.

Now coming to the overlay of the hero’s journey with regard to The Arrival. The first stage is when the hero is thrust from their normal lives into an unexpected dire situation. This happens when the aliens arrive. Louise Banks, a professor of linguistics is required to leave her cushy job to head to the military base near the spaceship. And in typical hero initiation process, at first it looks like she won’t be chosen to go, as the officer hints that they are looking at a professor at Berkeley as well. But she makes a case for herself, ascertaining her superiority in interpretation compared to her peers. And she’s ultimately selected. The next step is confronting the monster, which is where they meet the aliens and begin the process of fighting them. In this case, the fight is understanding what they have to say, while explaining the human tongue to them. A complication arises, in the form of lack of co-operation by other nations, and internecine conflicts. This is solved by the hero by breaking the rules. She takes a secret military phone and directly reaches the dour leader of China, convincing him to abandon the violent approach. She also finally learns the language of the aliens, and is able to view time as a continuum – the power obtained by the hero at the end of the quest. She sacrifices the love of her life for this, a hero’s sacrifice. And finally, she teaches the language at university, a gift for humanity.

So what is it about the arrival that is different?

The first aspect is that a hero’s journey is a traditionally masculine archetype. From my preliminary understanding of it, it involves the masculine realization – a boy to man transformation, so to speak. It requires a development of masculine traits, such as physical strength, building a fraternity, authority and assertiveness, to be competitive (arguably a human trait, but more closely masculine) to name a few.

But the movie builds a hero narrative employing the strengths of femininity – like communication, compassion, sacrifice, instinct and motherhood. Movies take the easy route when it comes to portraying strong female characters. They make them more like men. But this movie instead exalts the strength of femininity, which I found distinctive. And this is what made me really love this movie.

I have a basic understanding of the concepts elucidated in this essay. For in depth reading, I suggest the works of Joseph Campbell.

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Ant and the grasshopper

This #napowrimo poem was inspired by a fable I read as a child called Ant and the Grasshopper, about a grasshopper who procrastinates.
This is my interpretation of it, I deeply relate to the grasshopper haha
The picture in question is a coloured print of La Fontaine’s version of the fable by Jean-Baptiste Oudry (courtesy Wikipedia, very fancy)

(Text only)
Ant and grasshopper co-inhabitants in springs
In a world where soru was pay for writers code
Ant wrote and wrote titbits saved for grubless winter
Hopper strummed, synergized on the virtual realm
Glanced at his calendar swallowing pills of unease
Supplies were running low as was motivation

Motivation is random, winter is predation
Loose noose tightens, Hopper leaps to narrow lost seize
Setae falls, monocle over compound eyes helm
Ant refuses victuals, tough love is tinder
Hopper whets and sweats and scrapes through incommode
Sighs at snow, lesson learnt pro tempore- time tings.


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sonnet (noun)
a poem- often about love, of fourteen lines using an alternate line rhyming scheme typically having ten syllables per line.

My second poem for #napowrimo is a sonnet
Since sonnets are often around the theme of love, I wrote mine on the what I love most – coffee.

(text only)
A little death, it revives my mornings
The veranda with paati and Marie
Legacy in a cup, echo longings
An embrace from the past, push new queries

Always one is to four by Suma’s steps
I thank Baba Budan from all of us
One seed from Chikmagalur delights next
Steel tumbler and Chicory, adds native sureness

Windsor leaves sour, what might have been flashback
Hop, skip, jump, whee! Bossa Nova plays
No more, Raaja heartaches- yet prime time wacks
And rainy evenings with music awaits

In a latte, mocha, expresso world
A frothy, strong filter coffee girl

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Mirrors and Windows



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Mirrors are highly polished surfaces that reflect the sight of its viewer. A mirror shows what it sees; it cannot show beyond that or create something that doesn’t exist in its view-focus. This is the limitation that exists in the mirror. When one stands in front of it to see themselves, a mirror not only reflects what one sees but also one’s perception of oneself. This part is a trick played by the mind. The reflection is a reflection of one’s self assertion.

There has been a history of fascination with these shiny surfaces; people hoping to know more than what the mirror reveals. A popular Indian superstition believes that a mirror must not be broken. If it is, one faces bad luck. Consider the hypothesis that a mirror reflects what we think and breaking that is the equivalent of breaking away from what we know to embrace the world of possibilities. This comes in the wake of uncertainty, unreliability and breaking away from the norm. We are free to choose what we wish to believe. The superstition is making light of this, telling us that we should conform to the ideas that were conditioned into us by society rather than embrace a life freed from the shackles of convention.
Consider Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs where the mirror is a metaphor for the Queen’s inferiority complex that she masks with pseudo superiority. In these tales, mirrors are cautionary- to be consulted not indulged in. It makes one wonder if they stood for something more- like the limitations we set ourselves without our own knowledge.

Folklore has been one of the most advanced tools of communicating wisdom by word of mouth. There is a popular story about Buddha during his time as Prince Siddhartha. His palace had a large polished window that was covered with a curtain on the outside- an effort by his father to never let his son see the real world. This window acted as a mirror, reflecting the opulence and grandeur of his home; an extension of his luxurious life. One stormy afternoon, the curtain fluttered widely, revealing a frame of what the outside world looked like. Astounded, the Prince stood in front of the mirror, waiting for the curtain to flicker again. He demanded the curtains to be pulled down after the storm and was shocked by the view that was in store for him. It took a storm for him to realize that there was a world outside his own.  He was amazed by reality, the muddy city beneath him in all its greatness and grime. The storm turned a mirror into a window.I wager that the storm is a metaphor for a learning experience, an education.  The word education takes its roots in the latin word ēdūcō which means ‘I raise, I lead’. Its roots are entrenched in the meaning of self-betterment; something that makes us take charge. And to this day, that meaning holds true. Any experience that broadens our worldview is an education; an understanding that instills humanity in us is an education.

A window is a way to see the world from where we stand. It is crystallized sand that stands between us and what we observe. But a window, unlike a mirror goes on and on. It shows as far as the eyes can see. The more you crane your neck, the more you see. And what you see is what you get; the window is a view into the world, our immediate surroundings. When one draws open the curtains and sees what the window has in store, they are never sure of what they see, because the window presents the reality. And reality is unpredictable. In all these ways, the window behaves in all manners that fairy tale writers wanted a mirror to act and believers of superstition wanted a mirror to not- as a means to go beyond what we know and into the realm of possibilities.

Education is like the wave of the magicians wand that takes the shimmer off the looking glass and turns it into a glass that looks upon the world. When we stand between two mirrors we see an infinite number of reflections of ourselves. Similarly, when we are caught up in our own lives, we are stuck in an infinite loop of our own limitations. We can take a dash of reality and humility as tools that impart education about life. Using that to scrub away the polish on the mirror, we are left with two windows that show us the two realities of our world. On one side are abundance, joy and light. The other side is pain, suffering, and darkness. And our own position is in the middle of them both, sometimes drawing in the light and sometimes enveloped in darkness.


This essay was written as a commentary on the quote

“The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.”

– Sydney J. Harris





Safe to say it’s been a while since I wrote anything. But the Academy of Motion Pictures released their award nomination list and I am so excited! It was a big enough external force to shake me out of my inertia of rest.
Physics analogies aside, in my house we act like we’ve been nominated, every year. The excitement is palpable and we all get hyped weeks ahead (this is exhibit A).
Like with most things, you grow older and the sheen wears a little. That happened to me with the big O. After I started watching movies seriously, I would get disappointed with some of the Oscar snubs.
I have only made volatile peace with how royally The Grand Budapest Hotel and Ex Machina were ignored (HOW COULD THEY?!).
That disappointment was quite temporary; I think the Oscars aren’t the pinnacle of cinema, more like a spotlight for it. I love the whole thing, despite the discrepancies that I observed over time.
Normally, I run around doing a victory lap when the nomination list is released and I make my own predictions as to who will win.

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In the spirit of full disclosure, I have not watched all the movies on the nomination list, but actually I do not think you have to, in order to predict. I have gone wrong (quite ‘bigly’ even) sometimes, even though the Academy seems to have a type (probably since I predict on a hunch). So when I know what a movie is about, I can gauge whether they’ll be fond of it or not.
So here goes!

89th Academy Award winner predictions

Best Picture: Manchester by the Sea or Moonlight
Best Director: Barry Jenkins for Moonlight
Best Actor Male: Casey Affleck for Manchester by the Sea
Best Supporting Actor Male: Mahershala Ali for Moonlight
Best Actor Female: Natalie Portman for Jackie
Best Supporting Actor Female: Michelle Williams for Manchester by the Sea
Best Cinematography: Silence
Best Editing: Joe Walker for Arrival
Best Production Design: Hail, Caesar!
Best Original Score: La La Land
Best Original Song: The Empty Chair from Jim: The James Foley Story
Best Original Screenplay: Efthymis Fillipou and Yorgos Lanthimos for The Lobster
Best Adapted Screenplay: Barry Jenkins for Moonlight
Best Animated Feature Film: Zootopia
Best Sound Editing: La La Land
Best Sound Mixing: Arrival
Best Makeup and Hairstyling: Suicide Squad
Best Visual Effects: Doctor Strange
Categories I have not predicted
Best Documentary Feature
Best Foreign Language Film
Best Animated Short Film
Best Live Action Short Film
Best Documentary Short Feature

Alrighty, that’s my list. I will update with winners – hits and misses after D-day.
As mentioned earlier I made the list based on both Academy’s previous patterns and my own hunches. La La Land looks like a favourite but I think it will not win as big as its nominations. Best makeup and Hairstyling looks like an after-thought (line this sentence).
Moonlight might get more awards because the Academy wants to appear more diverse (well deserving).

The 89th Oscars will be live telecast on 26th February 2017 on Star Movies 06:30am IST normally, it’s nearly here!


Blogger Recognition Award


The Rules for The Blogger Recognition Award

For all the nominees for this award, here are the rules, if you choose to accept(Please do):

  1. Write a post to show your award.
  2. Give a brief story of how your blog started.
  3. Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
  4. Thank whoever nominated you, and provide a link to their blog.
  5. Select 15 other blogs you want to give the award to.

Writing for me comes from a need to share what I know, what I think of what I know, and what I feel of what I know. Or don’t know. It started out as a way to impress my family. When I was six years old I wrote a story about a family of owls that teach the owlet to fly. I was the owlet. And everyone spoke about it for days to come, so I began to write to be the object of conversation. And when I got older I wrote because I could communicate better and wider this way.
And that is what writing as always been to me, a means to an  end, the bridge to the other side, if you will.
I began this blog as the Film Essayist, because my focus was on analysis of cinema and television. But this proved to be limiting because I was preoccupied with other things that I also wanted to talk about. So I changed the name to Brewing Preoccupations, which was more fitting as it tipped its invisible hat to coffee, my other love.

I am pretty amateur myself, navigating through the maze that is the world of blogging. But if I have to give any advice at all, it would be –
If you want to start blogging, just start. The perfect name, template, themes will all fall in place eventually. The platform is so fluid you can change all those things without jeopardising your content.
Other than that I would say, use this as a platform to hone your writing. You have opportunity for feedback and more importantly, an audience who think differently than you do. So use that.

Thank you Jajwalya  for nominating me to this award. Jajwalya has been my friend from the days of reading high fantasy in middle school to being one of my chief encourage-rs up to this day. I love it when you write from your heart and give an opportunity to view the world through the goggles of your thought process.

To end this ramble, I would like to nominate the following blogs for the same:–



As always, spoilers ahead.

Mustang and The Virgin Suicides are really two very different movies. The setting is different. Mustang is set in a village in Turkey while The Virgin Suicides is suburbia of Michigan. The view focus is different. Mustang is seen from the POV of the sisters with a view focus on their lives. TVS is seen from the POV of the neighbourhood boys where the view focus is their interpretation of the girls’ lives.

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As the movies unfurl, we see how different the stories are as well.
TVS plays into the ‘bored white girl’ trope, at times making a parody of it – like when the boys try to decipher the meaningless scrawls of their diary and theorize what it could imply (the line, “what we have here is a dreamer” is a consequence of that). The movie is deep rooted in the western sensibilities which play as a background throughout the movie. It dwells heavily on the mystery that the girls are shrouded in. We see this as emptiness from the girls’ lives and as fascination from the boys. They internalize this house arrest they are placed under, only wishing to see the outside world rather than be in it. It feels like they have accepted their situation and rather than rebel against it have found ways to live with it.
Mustang is the opposite; the girls rebel at every chance they get, like they alone will have the final say in their lives. It deals with themes of identity and freedom. The movie is about what happens to each of their lives and aims to shed light in the various ways women’s lives are policed.

When I watched the trailer of Mustang, it reminded me of TVS. And even after I watched it, I could not shake off that feeling. And now that I have set tone to why they are different, I want to talk about representation- Starkly similar scenes that play out in the two movies while their end purpose is different.

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The manner in which certain shots are represented were very insightful. Though their presence in the movie had different motives, and different outcomes, in isolation these shots  were interchangeable. Some of these shots are

When the girls are under house arrest (happens in both movies, duh).
TVS aims to show the desolation in isolation. Mustang aims to show the urge for freedom from the entrapment.

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Both movies have one sister die (in TVS all of them do, but Cecilia, the youngest one commits suicide first) by committing suicide. While TVS uses this to exacerbate the clandestine thoughts of the sisters, Mustang uses it as a definitive. We have cause (her uncle sexually molests her and she is about to get married against her will) and action (her sudden promiscuity and deliberate insinuations to irritate her uncle which precede her death) for the girl’s death and consequences (her younger sister is to marry the man she was ‘promised’ to). While Cecilia’s death and attempts of death are shot in a manner that feels delicate and tragic, like a flower crushed under a heel; Ece’s (from Mustang) is not even in the frame. We feel the consequence of it, which is what the director wants us to focus on.

Both movies have one sister acting out sexually, but again Lexi from TVS is portrayed as uninhibited which accentuates under the stifiling circumstances where as Ece from Mustang is trying to push her luck out of spite after being sexually abused by her uncle and she ultimately kills herself.

And finally, there is the house arrest itself. In TVS a conservative family sends their daughters to prom and when one of them breaks curfew because she sleeps with her high-school prom date and falls asleep on the football field- they stop letting their daughters go to school altogether.
In Mustang, the girls play in the beach with their classmates and when their uncle and grandmother hear of it, they place the girls on house arrest after performing a virginity test on them.

The emotional chord struck by these representations are the same, despite their unique circumstances. And this is because, underneath the void and the fight, the house arrest bred melancholy. And the orthodox branch of the Western and Middle Eastern worlds share their need to moral police their girls. In the end, it is the humanity, both good and ugly which is the commonality in the movies’ representations.

On a separate note, please listen to this song from the soundtrack of The Virgin Suicides. It will change your life. Also watch the two movies if you have not and let me know what you think.





I love the macabre mushroom sprouting from dead trees



~Found an old poem I wrote~

The shroom sat waiting, the rain was yet to come

The shroom was a lonely heart, loved with trepidation

The rain, generous, pouring love over all.

The shroom could not understand why it craved the rain,

But it did, with all its fiber, and all was okay with the rain around

The rain cared about the shroom, as it cared about the fern, as it cared about the grass

But the rain loved the ground the most, being one with the ground was the only purpose.

The shroom wished it craved other thngs, the rain would never be its own- the rain was universal, coming when it felt like

Maybe all good are so because they belong to the world, and no one in it.


18 MARCH 2008



Moments make a human; we are the culmination of all the moments of our lives. A moment could be fleeting, barely lasting in our memories. Or it could hold on forever, shaping the way we see the world. I think observing art is a moment capable of making a person. About ten years ago, I was gifted a DVD of Al Gore’s campaign on Global Warming. It was called ‘An Inconvenient Truth’ and spoke at length about the ways our planet is getting closer to being unlivable.

What stuck with me is a comment someone made while watching it- “We’re not destroying the planet, we’re destroying our opportunity to live in it. Soon we will be no more, but the planet will continue to change and exist.”
There is so much truth to that. We are not saving the world by being environmentally conscious, we’re saving ourselves, our future.
That moment shaped me made me more environmentally conscious, care more about animal welfare. It was in this pursuit that I volunteered at the NGO that goes by the name BHUMI. I belong to their Catalyze Project, which aims to spread public awareness about Environmental issues, Animal Welfare, Sexual Harassment etc. and create a more empathetic and informed community.
As a part of the celebrations for Ten years of the NGO, a series of events were scheduled to take place over the coming weekends. The first was the Tree Plantation Drive, which was on the Independence Day of India- August 15th.
We planted about forty trees in the outskirts of Bangalore, in a place called Devashettahalli. We planted the trees in the Government Primary School, where we had the opportunity to interact with the kids who had come to take part in the school flag hoisting ceremony. We also had the opportunity to interact with the locals who were extremely helpful (they pointed out plots where planting the tree would be most viable, an invaluable insight) and really, really good cooks (the lunch- tomato bath and kesaribath were probably the best I have ever had).
It was a great learning experience and I got to understand the amount of work that goes into planning a tree plantation drive. I am leaving a series of useful links below, for those of you interested in taking on plantation drives, or just wish to make your community/home greener and cleaner (Karnataka only).

The Karnataka Forest Department provides saplings at highly reasonable rates and can be contacted at

How to find space availability for planting trees, a guide:

This NGO plants trees for free, on request

To get more information on BHUMI:

To volunteer at BHUMI:


As an engineering student with a love for cinema, I get minimal opportunity to obsess about it outside my circle of friends and family. It probably comes from my dad- I love to dissect a movie and try to see what I have understood of it. I don’t think that I’m all that great, but it’s lot of fun for me to do. I got an opportunity to do it on a more professional standpoint when I heard about the Media Meet 2016 organised by the Media Department of Christ University. I got to publish a paper there; it’s a conference and seminar that was held on 4th and 5th August, 2016.


My paper, titled Two Moons (a reference to their first movie together) studied the collaborative works of director Singeetam Srinivasa Rao and actor Kamal Haasan. Their movies together (especially Michael Madana Kama Rajan, my most favourite movie of all time) are some of the best Tamil movies ever made. If you happen to be a cinephile who has not seen them, I definitely recommend it (and take a peep at my paper while you’re at it).

DAY 1 – 04.08.2016

I arrived at Christ at eight in the morning and what immediately struck me was the vibrant atmosphere. There was a literal buzz of activity on campus, it was really uplifting. I have heard a lot about the oppressive rules in the college and must say, the students do well for themselves despite all that. And the campus! Having never gone inside the University before, I did not expect such a large campus with such ample lung space everywhere (they had a fountain that worked, and a bird bath! That’s luxury as far as Bangalore campuses go).  I walked what felt like a kilometre before arriving at the designated block, and registered myself. The inauguration was pretty standard, Bharatanatyam dance, lamp lighting- the usual.

We jumped right into the talk by the first guest speaker, Mr.Devanshu Singh. He spoke about his love for cinema and what motivated him- trying to understand how cinema can elicit such powerful responses from its audience. He said it was what made him pursue movies, to try decoding the magic. It appeared like cogitative reasoning to me, where dots where connected backwards in retrospection. He also spoke about the importance of doing whatever it takes to reach a goal, and try to use what we have to get to where we want. He did anything that was related to movies and used what he had (a way with words) to get to where he wanted (be in that biz). It was a really well rounded talk with a chill vibe.

Then we began with the presentations itself. There were eight panels where the presentations took place simultaneously, with three speakers per room. The first session was at 10:15 and went up to 11:15. Two of the three papers were really great I think, one which spoke about the ways nationalism is incorporated in the movie Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. The other was about how classism in Kanjeevaram sarees was highlighted by the movie Kanchivaram. She spoke about various aspects of that movie from closing sequence to the poster of the movie that highlighted said topic. The other paper spoke about future of television. The reason I didn’t find it so great was because they went into detail about how much TV has evolved for the last twenty thirty years without actually going into the topic itself, stopping at streaming and present ways of TV viewing.

A short tea break later, we got on to session two, from 11:30 to 12:30. Here I really liked the first paper that was presented. It spoke about the new-wave movies in Malayalam and compared it to the works of Director Padmarajan, in particular about the way women are portrayed. The other two were on marketing strategies used by independent Indian movies and the neo-realism of Indian cinema. They were good, but the first one was a standout for me.

The nerves were starting to pile up by this point. My paper was going to be presented at 1:15 so I quickly grabbed some lunch and went up to my room- 604. My paper was the first to be presented and I had made a PPT and everything (my first one ever. Thank you Google). I have never presented a paper before this, the whole concept was alien to me until a two years ago which was when I learnt something like ‘writing papers’ was even possible. I also wanted to do a good job conveying my love for my subject. So when I got on that stage, I was a bundle of nerves. I rambled most of it at break neck speed, because it was a fifteen minute long presentation and I was feeling like people might get bored. The QandA was me stuttering my answers, feeling like Eminem in Loose Yourself, nerves all over the place.

The presentation got over faster than I thought and we were soon headed to the main auditorium where the Panel Discussion on ‘Censorship in Cinema’ was to take place. The panellists included Dr.Geetha B from BITS Pilani, Nikkil Muguran (a PRO based in Chennai), Samyuktha Hornad (actor), and Dr.Samantak Das from Jadavpur University. It was really entertaining, especially Dr.Samantak Das, who said some pretty outrageous things that made a lot of sense. The politicisation of the issue, lack of proper regulation, re-enforcement of patriarchy and sexism using censorship were all addressed.  There was a follow-up QandA and it was really great to see how much people had to say about these things. When the discussion ended, we were free to head our way out.

DAY 2 05.08.2016

The quiz finals and talk by guest speaker Mayur Puri were done when I arrived on the second day. The first discussion I managed to catch was one by Ivory Lyons on the Influence of Cinema on Cinema. He used the examples of The Godfather and Star Wars franchise which have inspired many, many filmmakers. We saw snippets of other movies which had scenes borrowed from the mentioned two, how they parody it, revere it and try to make it their own. It was an interesting insight into how a filmmaker’s is not the sole owner of the meaning of the movie, but belongs to the fans as well.

Post lunch we headed to the main auditorium for a panel discussion on ‘Trends and Transisions in Cinema’. It was moderated by film/theatre personality Prakash Belwadi, with panellists VJ Abishek Raja, author Rajesh, Jhuma Basak (training analyst at CIPS). The focus of the panel was on how screenplay, sound and conveying emotions have changed over time. I found the part about sound especially fascinating- there was a lot that goes into sound in a movie that makes or breaks it.

We were nearing the end and I was extremely excited at this point. The keynote address was about to begin and it was going to be by Gautam Vasudev Menon. He walked into the auditorium with Talli pogathey playing in the background. I loved his vibe; it was very relaxed but attentive at the same time. I am quite a fan, his movies are really good at conveying what they set out to say. While the storylines sometimes leave me wishing things went differently, the movies I would have loved. Maybe an essay on his work sometime soon.
He spoke at length about how he got into movie making, where he started off and how he draws from his personal experiences. He is a clear romantic, and went on to describe scenes from his life or in his head with an accuracy that clean-swept into romanticization (I could relate deeply). He even spoke of alternate methods of funding that young filmmakers could employ and how with success like his comes a certain price with regard to who he can work with, what budget movies he can make etc. He finished it off by singing a song from his new movie (on the request of the audience) and did and good job at that too. I wish we could have had a longer addressing; he was really honest and candid.

The band from Christ played after that; they sang songs from his movies which were decent replications. The pronunciation was low-key bad and I wish they chose from a setlist that did not include every Vaaranam Ayiram song, but hey the instrumentation was solid. And on that note I end this exposition of the two days indulging my (not so) inner cinephile.
And if you’ve got to this point reading through it all, thank YOU!