I have been living in an island called IIT kharagpur for past five years. This island has some very peculiar traits. This island is not surrounded by water but it is an island. This island is,genetically speaking, has diverse racial elements yet all inhabitants past and present constitute a tribe of their own.This tribe refers to porn as devotional songs. This tribe gives a ten on ten to gunda and enjoys watching critically acclaimed movies.This tribe worships intelligent movies and yet watches shera and loha.
This tribe really appreciates great movies yet dos not think twice before watching the pirated versions. CamRip, PDVD, DVDRip, mkv version are all part of the lingua franca of this island.Every movie enjoyed by this tribe is individually awarded a coveted place in g talk messages. One such movie was “Slum dog millionaire”- the movie to watch for the self professed intellectually blessed.
Well like it or not i have also undergone inductive mutation in this island.As such i suffer from “I am intellectually superior” syndrome. Hence, I sat down in front of my computer to watch this movie for the classes. Unfortunately, it is plain and simple unbelievable.
Firstly, a guy enveloped in shit cant go near Amitabh Bachan. Even if we are to hibernate the logical section of our brain for this incongruity, I fail to fathom how the photograph of the star managed to be unscathed.
Secondly, as a four year old kid you dont have a crush on a girl with whom you play.
Thirdly, you cant speak flawless English growing up on railway tracks.
Fourthly, you just cant come back to Mumbai and find a girl whom you had known only for a few days.
Fiftly, a blind friend of you who had known you only for a few days just cant recognise you after years.
Sixthly, how come the street children get sophisticated guns.
Seventh, after Ismail what seemed in all probability raped Latika, you just cant come out of it psychologically unharmed.
Besides, the treatment of Indians is too lopsided to say the least. This is real America and this is real India.
I have a long list but I shall stop this self inflicted torture by questioning how did Ismail recognise his brothers voice after such a long time.