Decision from philosophical, mathematical and statistical is concerned with identifying the values, uncertainties and other issues relevant in a given situation, its rationaltity and the resulting optimal decision..

Decision, although almost the most important step that we all have to take now and then, is a very difficult task. Many a time we're not able to take a stance and we fall simply flat on our feet. Be it supporting someone or be it taking sides, judging is a big issue when it is really our own matter. 


We ponder, being completely oblivious of the fact that someone may be waiting for our decision, may be small one. At times we do come to a conclusion but then? May be its not the one we should have come to. May be just for the sake of taking a decision and making others feel that we have the ability to come to a consensus, we take a decision, sometimes a really foolish one but does that serve our purpose? No. See the answer is right in front of us. But still we jump into vague conclusions.


Though we consider ourselves to be brave, mature, sensible creatures we do make mistakes, with a hope to learning from them and we do to some extent. But at a certain point in time we need to overcome this. We are expected to take a decision and in most cases correct ones, be it in judging people, in judging ourselves or reacting accordingly in certain situations. With a thoughtful mind full of emotions and questions and with a hope to improving myself, i sign off...

Self recognition

The chills that i always get after exams were enhanced with the thought of GD and PI sessions, On top of it the chills of this winter in Kolkata... Speaking in class and speaking sense was a major problem for me...


Since my college days, i used to literally avoid these sessions where i had to speak in front of class i.e., seminars, presentations etc. However, to my very amusement i used to score fairly good. My friends on the other hand used to speak pretty well... I still remember one of my very close friends took me in his group replacing some other person who was technically better than me in some aspects.. I performed fairly, obviously not up to the mark according to me..


Its almost two years.. Have learnt a lot.. Have got over a lot of my fear in these two years..  In these two years, i've recognized myself, known myself more, that i didn't earlier.. In class i am amongst the first two three persons, if not first, to ask for a chance to speak.. i love to speak now.. 


Someone said that we generally have problems in public speaking because we think people are judging us, and thats true, exactly what happened with me. The person also said " If you genuinely think people will like what you say people wil like." Ask me to speak now and i will not hesitate to do so.. I've learnt that there is always a scope of improvement.. Now i even like to read books.. 


I have learnt not to come to conclusions but analyse a particular situation and have an opinion of myself.. Life becomes seriously disentangled and simple.. Its about making others feel your presence without nagging in front of them. Anyway, loads to learn..
On a mission to be a brilliant spokesman one day..
Signing off..

my view on slumdog millionaire

Well first of all as individuals, we do have the right to feel, say or speak what we like or dislike. We don’t need to apologize for it to anyone.

Quickly shifting our gears to Slumdog, as most of us know by now, that it’s a story of the journey of a “Slumdog”, as the creative heads have put it, who wins one million dollar in a popular TV game show. The term “Slumdog” literally doesn’t exist in the English dictionary. Let’s not go into the critical estimate of the film but it’s really sad that even today we don’t stop criticizing good cinema. With Slumdog, the problem doesn’t lie in putting up underprivileged India on screen but a British director doing so. We don’t have a problem accepting the condition of the slum based people but we have the problem of accepting the same through a foreign director’s vision. We feel pity of ourselves in front of them and hence the criticism. But we forget a simple thing: fact remains fact even if we close our eyes or shut others’ mouth.

We can’t simply take the fact that a foreigner shows us a part of ‘Our’ real self, of those born and brought up in the darkness of waste. Can’t we see that these conditions really exist? Why do we need to close our eyes?  I think the answer lies within us.

A famous personality has written in his blog that Slumdog Millionaire projects India as Third World dirty under-belly developing nation and causes pain and disgust among nationalists and patriots. O really Sir?? Is it? In spite of being so knowledgeable I can’t understand how you had passed such a comment. I think showing reality is courage and not imparting disgust. Even great film makers like Satyajit Ray did so with the master piece ‘Pather Panchali’. Showing poverty in cinema is not the key to success, it’s actually the portrayal of the reality. Its upon us to take it the way we want to.

Moving on to the Oscars, someone has rightly pointed out in an English daily that the “intelligent fools” send only those movies which represents “Indian culture”… essentially Bollywood. Oh cmon, give me a break. From the last few years looking at the films that were sent for the Oscars from India, the only thing that comes to a normal mind is “O my God… Please give them some brains…” Paheli, Jeans, etc are only some examples. TZP is the only decent choice this year. I really wouldn’t have been surprised if they sent Om Shanti Om this year. Indians really do not understand that cinema is a vast medium.

Indian cinema had been and will be star and lobby driven. Even Uttam Kumar wasn’t spared of lobbying. Most of the films have larger than life characters. Be it Yash Chopra’s films and be it over the top Ekta Kapoor’s. We misinterpret Indian cinema as Bollywood only.

Coming back to Slumdog Millionaire, I, as an individual Indian would like to thank Mr. Vikas Swarup to have written this book and Danny Boyle for taking on such a subject and make a film out of it and a bow of greeting to Rahman for lending such beautiful tunes to the lyrics.

For the people who feel that such films show India as a Third World country and a country where a major part is under the poverty line, I would just like to say that India is a developing country in every aspect. Hence, even if a film portrays its poverty, people won’t judge India just with its poverty. It’s only an aspect not The Only aspect. We image conscious people have that fear in our mind of others looking down upon us on the basis of a movie. So what if the film is entitled as a British movie.  At the end of the day, it’s a story of a protagonist in and of Mumbai in particular and a great film in real. I really don’t thing why we are making such a big issue out of this.

Some one has rightly said- “A sky appears red in a painting not because it is so but because the painter has chosen that color to paint it. It’s his choice. He might have used any other color according to his own will. The sky remains the sky”. Same thing goes into movie making. Its an empty canvas and its on the director to choose his color palette: be it rags, be it riches, both or none.

The ending line is “We do not like to see ourselves in a mirror held by someone else. We want mirrors that will reflect white and not Black.”

Thank you.