He peeked at me from behind trees and buildings as our bus rushed ahead of the morning traffic.All the way to the destination,we were playing hide and seek.Now, he would be blocked from my view by a long array of buildings,or mountain ranges.Suddenly,he would emerge forth again,still as dazzling as I saw him any day,dutifully waking up the world.He was the Sun - prepossessing,powerful and perpetual.
Today, I got a chance to behold the changing art scene in my country, on attending a film festival of sorts.Filmmakers seem to be reacting to the noise on and off celluloid, through mostly silent creations.I list a few of my favourites here: A Beast Called Beauty - directed by Aakanksha Chitkara Maybe because I am a woman living at a time when India is renowned for objectification of and heinous crimes against women, this documentary film struck me the most and inspired this post.The film voices the common woes of our sex racked by the rigid concepts of beauty set by the society; a situation only worsened by the marketing techniques of fairness creams and other beauty products.However,the movie ends on a happy note, with the featured females professing to have realised that they have accepted who they are, and are content with themselves.I hope every girl out there does the same. In case your interest is piqued, here is the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5M1kI5FNz_g ...
Comments
Post a Comment