Saw Shob Charitra Kalponik (starring Prosenjit and Bipasha). Felt good after watching the movie - it’s a lot different than what Rituporno was churning out in the last few years. It’s the story of a poet and his wife, who was initially contemplating divorce because of the irresponsible ways of her husband but falls in love with him after his premature death. Most people I spoke to thought it was a ‘typically aantel chobi’ and hence trashy but I think it was a beautiful collage of poems, songs , picturesque frames and great cinematography. I don’t understand why people always have to dissect a film – always trying to look for an ‘inner meaning’ (whatever that means!) . Somebody actually told me “as a literature student (???) I totally understand how she(the wife) identifies with Kajori(the muse) , but I still think its trash”. As if that’s the only focal point of the entire film - hello??? What about the poems? What about the beautiful shots?? Like its become fashionable to say “I hate Gandhi” , its becoming a fashion to say ‘artsy –fartsy – trash’. What is this thing about movies that have to be categorized as art, commercial or multiplex type? Whatever happened to the old categorizations of horror comedy or romance? And why is it imperative that people have to ‘understand’ everything and also pass random comments?? What is this need to understand everything?
Situated at around 30-35 km from Port Blair is a beautiful,sandy,shallow beach called Collinpur. Since its situated a little away from the city, the beach is cleaner and quieter. Its covered by dense vegetation and you wont know that you're near the sea until you actually see it. Its a long stretch flanked by a hill on one side and since the gradient is not steep,its ideal for swimming and sunbathing. The main attraction for me was however, another beach called Kurma Dera. This beach is situated a little farther from Collinpur and is more deserted and quieter. The car couldn't go upto the beach and we had to walk nearly 2-2.5 km to reach the beach. The walk was through a very muddy and slushy path along a creek andd I expected to see a crocodile pop out any second. In fact, the second time we went to these beaches, we heard of crocodile attacks on the same day corresponding to our visit. Kurma means shells and I found the most amazing shells on this beach. And what surprise
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