Saturday, May 17, 2014

The Xpose



I don’t usually see movies first day, first show; but when I do, I make sure they’re epic.

The Xpose. That too on the day when the BJP, or we can say Mr. Narendra Modi, xposed the Congress in front of the nation. No no, not another scam, but the election results. With the repeated say that the oncoming TsuNaMo was mere speculation, the TsuNaMo came and destroyed the strongholds and swept the open regions.

So, two of my favorite topics have come up at the same time, and after a long week of not writing at all, I’m confused. But well, both the themes are quite the same, so I’ll mix them and make something up.

Statutory warning: This review is my own, and I guess seeing the movie takes me to higher ground. Please do not fall off your seats (do act and fall off on your own if the humor doesn’t reach you :P).

PS: You can skip watching it, unless you want to experience the gut-wrenching dialogues. This review could act as a spoiler by spoiling the already lackluster suspense.

Flashback mode- as is common with quite a lot of Bollywood films, but his was really good, and the transition was done well enough. No, really! Himesh isn’t that bad too, come on!

The Congress falls off a roof, and the police claims it’s not suicide but murder. Has to be murder, or else the film wouldn’t be made, would it?

The shot changes with Rajnath Singh telling Narendra Modi, “Tumhe sirf 1 kaam karna hoga iss baar. No rally, no voter ka patane ka dose, only Xpose”.

In the background, Kejriwal stealthily listens and writes this down.

Ujjwal Nirmal Sheetal! Modi walks onto screen with a lota and his 56 inch chest and pours water into the Ganga.
 
Photo Credits: Faking News
Cut! Perfect Shot! Instead of the director saying this, it’s the people of Varanasi and the nation who cheer and shout this out loud.

Kejriwal watches and then does the same in the back drop, but no one takes any notice.

Enter RaGa. There plays the retro beat, and with Modi standing at the top of the staircase and raising his glass of chaas to him, the young Gandhi begins.

Mummy mere jaisa yahan koi nahi,
Mujhe pata hai tu kal soyi nahi,
Sabko pata hai tujhe lag gaya darr,
Sachi bata de lag gaya kab.
Ice cream khayunga, cartoon dekhunga,
Janpath jayunga Priyanka.
O Amit, O Smriti, O Sushma, O Rajnath,
Yeh saal jo bhiiii,
Jo hona hai ho jaane do.

Then begin the fights and the Bollywood/Political drama. Some love is spent as the SP enters with their own song, and as it is Himesh, even the dialogues rhyme at times. (Well, the serious dialogues were funny enough to transform the renowned multiplex into a small cinema hall which echoed with shrill laughter and whistles every time Himesh spoke.)

Back to the SP!

Everybody,
This is my story,
This is what I feel every day,
Har election, I am alone,
Desh nahi jaane,
Ke mein hun kaun,
I am secular, please be mine,
Jo vote tu dede,
Then I’ll be fine.
Baaton baaton mein voh kya baat ho gayi,
Congress achanak se saath ho gayi,
Apni jeet par BJP ki maat ho jayegi,
Maat ho jayegi.
Labh khule nahi magar,
Maulana ne kar diya ishaara,
(Looks to screen and winks)
Hai apni party toh awaara.

In the middle of the songs, there are those dialogues I mentioned. The ones I am using are a bit censored, but I hope that you have heard the originals in the trailer.

“Agar tu Modi hai, toh mein bhi Sonia hun, tere vote bank ko polarize karke hi rahungi.”

Modi replies: Jo karna hai karlo, par desh bhi jaanta hai. Mein bhale chote Gujarati ghar mein paida hua, par kaam mein azaadi dilane vale hi karunga.

The story moves and comes to the present day. Counting day arrives and as the numbers start coming in, well you guessed right. Another song, and this time by NaMo himself.

Vote ko churalu,
Alliance bhi tudvayu tera mein,
Catch me if you can Pappu,
Catch me if you can.
Dil mein nahi chupaya,
Sabko khulke bataya,
Kamal dikhta hai sabko har roz,
Hothon pe mere aaya abhi,
Samajh gaya mein bhi,
Haara tu kyunki scams tere ho gay expose,
Vote ko churaya meine,
Election jeeta hai meine,
Run Madamji run Pappu,
If you can!

As the Delhi counting is done, the AAP loses its vindictive power and stops talking (temporarily) of the Ambanis and the Adanis, and submits to the results. The BJP reacts to them.

BJP: Jitne tumhare Bharat desh mein seat hai, utne seat toh humne almost har state mein jeete hai.

The Congress begins to weep, and as the results are almost sure, they begin singing ‘Dard Dilo Ke’ while looking at all the opposition parties.

The quick BJP responds instantly.

Jije ka bawandar,
Toffee ki zamine,
2G aur 3G bhi hai,
Aur hai Coalgate ki duniya,
Iss election mein tu toh gaya,
Tu toh gaya.

In all this, the Congress starts blaming the innocent Dr. Manmohan Singh, who did take some of the limelight due to his quiet attitude. As the final proceedings of blaming are on, a new party enters as Ravi Kumar (Himesh Reshamiya) and explains his perfect theory.

The Congress and AAP had an affair, but then instead of eating into the anti-Congress vote, the AAP ate the Congress vote, and the Congress slipped. Fall number 1, but this isn’t the striking blow. Then comes the Modi wave, and the Congress falls to the ground dead.

As they all begin to exit, the new comer is cornered by AIADMK and TMC, who demand an explanation. What for? But it’s always love isn’t it? The new entrant confesses that he saw the Congress destroyed completely when it heard that these two parties almost got more votes than them. The love is shared and there forms a new alliance. They all live happily ever after.

Well, see The Xpose, and then you shall see the clear picture. Torture- not really. Its new, it’s a comedy of errors with its fabulous dialogues, but it just messes up the suspense at the end like all Bollywood movies do. A mention for the role played by Irrfan Khan as the narrator, and in this Xpose, the role goes to the media and mainly Rajdeep and Arnab.

Last word, leave your brains at home, make some time, and enjoy the AC whenever you feel bored and there is practically nothing important happening on screen. There I end with the hope that Himesh keeps coming back with such new ways to make us laugh. I guess he is the true king of Comedy as even he doesn’t realize that the audience is laughing on his suspense thrillers. 

PS: This is just for entertainment and is not meant to hurt political sentiments or the feelings of the Himesh fans as well.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

First Words

They lay stationary on the floor, her hand curled protectively around him.

As the door creaked open, she jumped to her feet as Anne frolicked in.

“Happy Mother’s Day Mommy,” she shouted as Richard looked on.

He gurgled and with a small pause said his first word, “Mom”.

Her cheeks moistened on the double surprise.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Friday, May 9, 2014

Murder on the Orient Express



There are those times when we get the weirdest of ideas, and when we check them out, they feel uhm…crazy! This is one of those ideas I got while browsing online. I have just tried to incorporate the Queen of Mysteries, Agatha Christie, and the best Crime Detection Team of India, the CID. I guess the Hindi phrase ‘Kahan Raja Bojh, Kahan Gangu Taili’ was made for this. But well, trying stuff is necessary, and even though I received threats of being nuked, here I am with a trial at this new combination. For more details on the Christie story I’m using, please click here.

CID team is abroad on vacation. The team consists of ACP Pradyuman, Abhijeet, Daya, Dr. Salunkhe, Freddy and Dr. Tarika.

Suddenly ACP receives a call.

ACP: Haan mein CID se ACP Pradyuman bol raha hun. Oho…toh aisi baat hai! Hum log pahunchte hai.

Team looks at him.

Abhijeet (A): Kya hua Sir? Sab thik toh hai na?

ACP: Abhijeet, ek khush khabri hai. London mein MI5 ne hume bulaya hai. Unka ek purana case padha hai toh voh solve karne hume bula rahe hai.

Daya (D): Yeh toh vakai khushi ki baat hai.

ACP: Sab saaman le lena yahan se, hum London se hi vapas India chale jayenge.

On the train.

A: Yeh toh badi shandaar train hai. Kaisi lagi aapko Tarika ji?

Salunkhe (S): Kabhi hume bhi aisa puch liya karo yaar. Hum kuch jyada bade nahi hai Tarika se.

A: Kya Salunkhe sahab, ACP sahab toh kehte hai ke voh aapse 10 saal chote hai.

S: Tum uss buddhe ka mat suno. Sathiya gaya hai voh toh.

ACP walks in.

ACP: Kiski baat kar rahe ho Salunkhe? Apne bare mein aisa bolte nahi. Kuch jyada bade nahi ho tum mujhse. Ab sab log sone jao. Subeh jaldi pahunch jayenge hum. Bahut tez jaati hai yeh Orient Express.

Freddy (F): Light se bhi tez jaati hai kya?

All walk away.

A scream shatters the silence of the night and the full team assembles in seconds.

A: Sir, kya aapne cheenkh suni?

D: Bahut bhayanak si thi.

ACP: Awaaz toh mujhe bhi aayi. Zarur kuch hua hai Daya. Sambhalke chalo, khatra bhi ho sakta hai.

Daya knocks on door in his trademark style.

D: Darwaza kholo, hum CID se hai.

Even though they are in Europe, the reply comes through in Hindi. (#RIPLOGIC)

From inside: Mein thik hun, bass gir gaya tha.

D: Disturb karne ke liye maafi chahta hun.

A: Sir, mujhe toh pakka kuch gadbad lag rahi hai.

ACP (shaking his hand in Right Hand Rule which makes his brain work sharper): Mujhe bhi aisa hi lag raha hai. Ek kaam karo, Freddy tum yahan par raat bhar pehra de do. Aur Abhijeet, tum pata lagao ke yeh train mein hamare alava hai, toh hai kaun.

After some time, the train has stopped and Freddy has gone to sleep in the corridor. Daya wakes up, and notices something strange going on.

D: Abhijeet, utho. Yahan kuch gadbad lag rahi hai.

A: Kya hua Daya? Aree yeh train kyun ruk gayi hai? Aur bahar itni awaazein kyun aa rahi hai?

D: ACP Sir ko phone karke bula, mein jaake dekhta hun tab tak.

All assemble to find Freddy sleeping. He is in fact unconscious, so after spraying some water on his face.

F: Mein kahan hun?

ACP: Kisne behosh kiya tumhe Freddy?

F: Mein yahan baitha hua tha aur pehra de raha tha. Achanak piche se koi aaya aur fir mein behosh ho gaya.

Daya: Sir, yeh toh bahut badi gadbad hai.

ACP: Check karo Daya, ke sab passenger gaye kahan.

D: Sir, yeh darwaza toh khula hua hai.

As they enter room.

A: Oh my God! Hum late ho gaye Sir, yeh mar chuka hai.

ACP: Kitni berehmi se kiya hai khoon. Salunkhe ko bulao aur body ki jaanch karvao. Khooni bachne nahi paye.

A: Sir mein voh passenger ki list le aata hun. Shayad kuch pata lag jaaye.

ACP: Very good Abhijeet. Daya, tum train ko aage badhne se roko, aur jama karo sab passengers ko. Mein MI5 mein khabar deta hun ke hume thodi der ho jayegi aane mein.

Salunkhe starts examining body, and Daya brings all passengers.

ACP: Kisne kiya hai khoon?

Passengers: Nahi pata Sir. Hum toh so rahe the. Fir train ruki, isliye driver ko puchne gaye the ke kuch problem hai.

ACP: Hmm.

Daya: Sahi bol rahe hai Sir, sab mujhe train ke engine mein hi mile. Aur mujhe jo awaazein aayi thi voh yehi log the. Chal kar aage jaa rahe the.

ACP: Thike, sab dining room mein baitho. Aage ki tehkikaat hum vahin karenge.

Salunkhe: Ider aana Boss. Yeh maamla toh kuch aur hi hai.

ACP: Bolo Salunkhe, kya hua?

Salunkhe: Tarika se pucho. Isne hi dhunda hai.

A: Salunkhe sahab, aap retire hi ho jao. Tarika ji hi kaam karti hai sab vaise bhi. Pension vension leke maze karlo. Kab tak inn murdon ke saath vacation manaoge.

Tarika: Iski maut chaku se ki gayi hai, aur isse 12 baar maara gaya hai. Jo baat mere samajh mein nahi aayi Sir, voh yeh hai ke sab ghaav alag jhor se kiye gaye hai. Dono haath ka istamal kiya gaya hai voh bhi.

ACP: Oho! Iska matlab daal mein zarur kuch kaala hai.

A: Sir, daal mein kuch kaala nahi, puri daal hi kaali hai. Yeh dekhiye mujhe kya mila hai.

ACP: Oh my God! Chalo jaldi dining car. Unse hi puchte hai ke yeh mamla hai kya.

In the dining car.

ACP: Hume khooni ka pata chal gaya hai. Par voh batane se pehle, mujhe aap yeh bataiye ke Daisy Armstrong kaun thi? Hume sab pata chal gaya hai. Kuch chupta nahi CID se. Aap sab ek dusre ko jaante the, aur aap sab ne milke khoon kiya hai.

Salunkhe: ACP sahab, yahan aao. Yeh dekhlo.

ACP: Haan bol Salunkhe? Aur kuch boli yeh teri soyi hui dost?

Salunkhe: Nahi. Par aur bahut cheezen mili hai. Room mein paani ka glass tha, aur usme davai mili hui thi. Aur yeh sab bikhra hua mila. Lagta hai iska marna toh pakka tha hi.

D: Aapka shak sahi nikla. Yeh toh sab mile hue hai.

A: Par yeh log ek dusre ko pehchaan kyun nahi rahe?

ACP: Mamla kuch aur hi hai. Chalo pata lagate hai. Bulao sabko yahan.

Everyone walks in.

A: Hume pata chal gaya hai khooni kaun hai. Usne apne fingerprints chod diye aur hamare super Salunkhe ne usse dhund liya.

D: Sab line mein aa jao. Ek ek karke sabki fingerprint check karte hai.

Everyone goes for check, and last person runs out of line.

ACP: Tarika, pakdo usse.

Tarika runs and catches the old woman, Mrs. Hubbard and slaps her hard.

ACP: Kyun kiya yeh sab tumne? Batao!

Mrs. Hubbard: Usne meri poti ko maar diya, aur fir kidnapping ke paise le kar bhaag gaya. Ussi ki vajah se meri beti aur mera saara parivaar bikhar gaya. Court bhi kuch nahi kar paayi uske paise ke saamne. Fir meine plan banaya, aur inn sabko saath liya. Humne puri train book kar li, taaki khoon karne ke baad kisiko kuch pata nahi chale, par fir aap log aa gaye.

ACP: CID se koi bach nahi sakta. Insaaf nahi mila tumhe, par tumhe kanoon apne haathon mein nahi lena chaiye tha. Isse giraftar karlo, aur train ko London le chalo. Itna berehmi se khoon kiya hai tumne, ab jail mein baithke banana aise sab plan; faansi ka order aane tak.