A Wednesday

A Wednesday, the film not only mirrored the times, but also the feeling and mental termoil and irritation of an everyday man in these relatively dark and mindless times of terrorism in the most subtle and stategically imagined way possible. It gives an effective message in the most implicit way. It evokes action and not just a justification of an action, which is what one is accustomed to. Righteous anger was never so deeply singnified before...I think. I love the film. The script seemed to me to be the outward expression of my inward thoughts. Even though the climax offers an element of surprise, which remains intact and in sync with the cinematography, the realisation of that element does not issue out of nowhere but is very much entwined with the understanding which is not instant, but very recognisable and basic.

Reflections....on thoughts about the lyrics.....

Lyrics of Teri aankhon mein humne kya dekha...sung by Chitra and Jagjit singh from the Album 'The latest'(1982)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c87oQt5HCd8

Chitra: Dil ke deewaron dar pe kya Dekha....bas tera naam hi likha dekha

Jagjit: Teri aankhon mein hamne kya dekha...kabhi katil kabhi khuda dekha

Chitra: Apni soorat lagi parayee si, jab kabhi humne aayena dekha.

Jagjit: Hai andaz tere rukhne ka, waqt ko bhi ruka ruka dekha.

Chitra: tere jaane mein aur tere aane me, humne sadiyoon ka fasala dekha.

Jagjit : Phir na aaya khayal jannat ka, jab tere ghar ka raasta dekha.

Beautiful thoughts indeed!!!! but so much can be read into them...submissive..joke..profoundness... lets see.

On the doors and windows of the heart I see your name plate. This implies possession of property. so one might feel as if one is placed on a pedestle here, but really is just a trophy pedestle then, isn't it, somewhat of a prized possession!!?

What do I see in your eyes, either a killer's violence or God's endearment?

My reflection feels like that of the other when I look in the mirror. That is an acceptance of Lacan's mirror stage, (a realisation of it) isn't it? ...internalising the other to the degree of losing self identity.

The way you stop, (I am presuming as one is walking...with grace) I see that time too slows down..or rather stops at successive intervals.

(This is followed by the thought...)

I can see an amazing time gap between moments when you come and go.

I mean what is funny here is that had these two lines the same referent(incidentally it didn't, as two lines are sung by Chitra Singh and the other two by Jagjit Singh), then it really does follow from the preceding premise. If time slows down or takes breaks as this person walks or stops then it only follows that there will be an apparent time gap between starting and end point. The whole speed time distance logic follows, you see if the literally poetryt or metaphor is taken too seriously.

I did not think about heaven as I walk towards the place you reside. and the supposition here is that this person thought about heaven on a regular basis.
The implication here is that the place is like heaven. but is it really! Doesn't it imply almost the opposite of that thought. .....then I can't think about heaven as I walk towards your the place where you reside... or then I wasn't thinking about going to heaven when I walk towards the place where you reside.

I mean look at the sheer power of interpretations here.

But trust me the gazal is sung so well, and by such a lovely voices that one cannot but just listen to it and not have these after thoughts.