CINEMA - A FICTITIOUS WORLD

CINEMA: A FICTITIOUS WORLD


The cinematic world holds a lot of appreciations from varied corners of the world. People love watching its different forms, different genres , its different mode of expressions. It is sometimes the artistic expression and sometimes it reveals its abstractedness. Some we are able to comprehend and some goes beyond our mind’s comprehending capabilities. But still we believe in it.
We believe in the stories, we believe in the dialogues (that’s why they become famous right!), we believe in the actions shown, we believe in overall performance that’s why tears comes rolling down our cheeks, we have faith in it.
We have faith in its every format. We cried when Ranveer Singh and Deepika Podukone died in Ramleela and Bajirao Mastani respectively. We are worried when the favourite bahu of the TV serial is in some kind of difficulty, but we are very sure that she will definitely sought out a way out of that problem.  Although  we never questioned the very dramatic changes which keep going on like –The Hero comes to save the Heroine wherever she is and what she is doing. Our TV serials Heroines always fall in the arms of their Hero only.  We love the romantic tracks and the music which automatically pops up from the behind. We believe in the number of dancers who come out of now where to dance with our Hero.
Our Heroines are always beautiful, tall , slim and fair-skinned. Our Heroes are always Macho man full of attitude, style full body built the shirts almost about to be torn away and to be sent flying in the black hole. When they get angry, the enemies are seen flying doing summer saults in the air by only one kick of the muscular leg or the strong fist’s punch. We copy them, we believe in what they are saying without ever thinking twice about the fact that how much they would have practiced for that dialogue.
We keep guessing what will happen next. The success of the mythical Bahubali- the god like power of the Hero the Beautiful sarcastic Heroine, the proud mother, the ideal son character, the evil sons doing we accept everything. Everything is real for the audience, they pay nearly thousands of bucks for a single movie.
A whole film decides the future of so many people.

But we know that it is a fictious world, a world of myths, lies. Nothing is real everything is fake. A big Prop nothing else. Every activity is a part of the scene, take and act. Everything is a big JHOL.
AND WE LOVE IT.

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