Thursday, May 26, 2011

Aish Big B not afford to be nude ऎश का न्यूड होना बिग बी को गवारा नहीं



ऎश का न्यूड होना बिग बी को गवारा नहीं
 

मुम्बई। बच्चन परिवार की इकलौती बहू ऎश्वर्या ने यूं तो बच्चन परिवार को नाराज होने का कोई मौका नहीं दिया है लेकिन खबरें आ रही है इन दिनों बिग बी अपनी बहू से नाराज है।

दरअसल ऎश मधुर भंडारकर की अगली फिल्म हिरोईन में काम करने जा रही है और फिल्म की शूटिंग शुरू होने से पहले ही खबरें उड़ रही है कि इस फिल्म ऎश काफी एक्सपोज करने वाली है। इतना ही नहीं इस फिल्म में वह बिकनी में भी नजर आ सकती है। यहां तक कि उनके न्यूड होने की भी बात कहीं जा रही है।

सूत्रों के मुताबिक अमिताभ को अपने घर की बहू की यह हरकत बिल्कुल रास नहीं आई है। बताया जा रहा है कि अभिषेक ने भी ऎश के न्यूड होने पर आपत्ति जताई है। हालांकि पहले ऎश्वर्या को इन सींस पर आपत्ति थी लेकिन स्क्रिप्टि की मांग के अनुसार मान गई।

अब बॉलीवुड में इस बात पर भी बहस छिड़ी है कि क्या ऎश अपने परिवार से बगावत कर यह फिल्म करेगी या बिग के परिवार की इमेज का खयाल रखेगी। सूत्रों के कहना है कि ऎश पहले बंगाली फिल्म "दासी" में सेमीन्युड सीन दे चुकी है बाद में तमिल में रिलीज किया था।



Aish Big B not afford to be nude 
 

Mumbai. Bachchan family's only daughter Yun Aishwarya by the Bachchans have no chance of being offended, but is reported these days, Big B is angry with his daughter.

Indeed Aish Madhur Bhandarkar's next film is going to work in Hiroine and start shooting before flying reports that the film is going to Ckaspoj ऎash enough. Not just the bikini in the film look can. Even speak to her nude is going somewhere.

According to sources, Amitabh Bachchan daughter in law of your home's movement has not gone at all. Is described by the consecration of Aish have objected to being nude. Although the first ऎshwarya who had objected to these Sins Skripti agreed as per the demand.

Bollywood raging debate on this point whether the film will ऎash rebelled from his family or big family will take care of the image. Sources say that ऎash first Bengali film "Maid" has to give Semeenryuad scene was later released in Tamil.

One of the great joys of life is the privilege and absolute delight that one encounters in the presence of grandchildren



London,  U.K    May  25,  2011     Wed  9: 27 PM  gmt
One of the great joys of life is the privilege and absolute delight that one encounters in the presence of grandchildren. Mine are here with me in London and spending ‘quality time’ here with them has been a most rewarding experience. Quality time within quotes has been done to draw attention to a terminology that reeks of corporate managerial lingo, often used by parents who consider it an obligatory duty to be with their own progeny. I find it most offensive and demeaning, not just to myself, were I to be placed in such category, but to those little wonders who inhabit such an important portion of their being with us. It is the deep innocence of the growing child that has always been a most endearing quality. To see that being destroyed or disillusioned by detachment, separation or dislike must be the most horrific of crimes that mankind can afflict upon its other.
During my little sojourn recently, I had the great pleasure of meeting a family that lived close by where we were, and to discover that they officially created a home for those little hearts that had been subjected to such harsh realities. They housed within their modest home a girl in her teens, and two young boys aged 8 and 5 perhaps, that had been displaced from their parents and had been rendered almost without help, until the state moved in and legally and officially gave their custody to this family. I learnt from them that the parents of these children had been declared incapable of looking after their own blood and so had agreed to let their children be cared after by another parent in another home. The couple that managed them and the house they were in, had their own genetic child as well, a grown son of 17 and all of them lived together as one big family. On occasion the children were taken across to their real parents to spend ‘quality time’ with them and then brought back to their foster home. And .. on most such visits, the adopted children were more at ease and comfort with the adopted than with their own.
How does a parent explain disinterest, or aversion to their own ? How can a Mother ever claim not wanting to be with her own child. To caress and hold and embrace, irrespective of their condition. These little hearts, bright and beautiful, innocent and wide eyed … how could any parent ever dream of parting with them. But they have and I am unable to assess how they feel, but I am told that there is no remorse, or emotion in the fact of the separateness of their children from them.
I marvel at the effort being made by the home that gives these lost and vacant children more than deserving, love and care. I marvel at the quality of the children that, knowing their circumstance, continue to adhere themselves to the foster than their own. And my admiration for the couple that looks after them as their own increases many fold, when I am told that the man in the house, is himself a victim of such a circumstance. As a little child he was thrown out of his home by his parents on to the streets, discarded and disowned, to fend for himself. He has today built himself up through sheer dint of hard work and existence and reached a stage of some integral comfort, to be able to volunteer and help those that find themselves in conditions similar to his. Remarkable !!
Today the home for those that are homeless, is the home where they are now. Today they treat the couple that looks after them as their own blood and treat them as parents. This is wonderful. But I wonder, when they shall mature and grow and get wise of the world and its complexities. When the vagaries of life and its harsh truths shall be known to them. When they will be subjected to reality, what then ? Would they still acknowledge those that cared for them ? Would they value the sacrifice made, or as does often happen in the West, they would leave home for greener pastures. What and how would they reflect on their life ? How would they treat their own, were they to encounter them at some stage. And what of the parent, the true blooded. Would they continue to look upon them that they discarded, with similar disdain, or would their be a change of affection ? Would they be able to know what affection to child is, having lived away in deliberate reason ? What complexities would this give rise to in the mental health of those that suffered and those that created the suffering ?
I have no answers to many of these. I have no answers because the circumstance has not subjected me to such condition. I can but only say that there rises a thankfulness towards my creator in keeping me away from such. In making my life a normal suitable one, for there are so many other that suffer.
We trouble our complicated mind with greater complications, when in fact there is enough reason to be grateful for what we have - a life of normalcy ! We tax our minds on material gains and envious visions of what we do not have, but the neighbor does. We are foolish to think thus. We forget the value of our own body, mind and normal circumstance. When we can be proud of this, boast about its purity and form, then shall we be considered as human, else we shall turn towards another kingdom, the kingdom of an animal. But even there, it has so often been noticed, parentage is guarded fiercely ! Is it so difficult to not behave even as an animal in these circumstances ?
I return to my bed … but have just hugged my blood and my blood’s blood .. held them tight, given them the warmth of my feeling and presence, caressed them and told them how much they are loved and cared for. No matter where, no matter what .. they shall ever remain so … !!
Amitabh Bachchan

There are some joys in moving away. There are some joys in coming in. Which is greater one never can tell


London , UK         May 24/25 , 2011    Tue/Wed  2 : 00 am   gmt
There are some joys in moving away. There are some joys in coming in. Which is greater one never can tell.
Some moving aways are sorrowful and continue to be with you till you come in, and remain for a time. What is this and why ? One has never been able to understand. Detachment is what the knowledged teach, not to get too close or too attached, for when the time comes to move away the pain and sorrow may dilute. Preaching is word perfect. Its practice an unopened window. The time taken in assessing its timing could take time to a higher degree. Best then to remain in the grain till it lasts and remove without pain when it does not.
I notice that many fail to understand the pervious post, or suggest that it be written simply for it makes difficult reading. Some express anxiety at the issue that could have caused me to write thus. Neither need attention. I write with an open heart and with some informality. It could cause adverse understandability. It is not written to. But if it does then it would be inappropriate to change it. What is done is done. Be it as it may - without sense, without meaning whatever … but as is. Perhaps this could be the state that the post finds itself in.
It is now a part of me. I would never want to change it.
So the climes of solitude are over and the chimes of the urban metro fill up almost as if the vacuum was unbearable. Strange though it may seem, but even a short burst of solitude urges one to return back to life of life’s aapadhaapi. The rush of it. Those that hibernate here in the city, would not understand the enthusiasm of the non metro and perhaps vice versa.
Never seen or been in a metropolis is by itself an awesome experience. It overwhelms. Never seen or been in the rural is an awesome experience too and it overwhelms as much. In a land where both exist, it is difficult for one to make the quantum leap to catch up with the other. Equally it makes it awfully depressive in the reverse. What then ?
I do not have any answers on this. Perhaps the learned on the blog or on the EF may have some inputs that could resolve this in more ways than one. I attempted it once. When I committed myself to public service and life. But found it too harsh and with a bearing which did not give me the qualification to pursue. But indeed the life of one as opposed to the other, is vast and disillusioning at times. We feel for those that lack. We applaud those that achieve. Is there a possibility of a balance ? No I doubt much. Those who have not need to have. How will they have if the haves are constrained is one argument. Putting all issues to the state is also unwarranted. It shall not happen. Individual help and assistance can only go this much and no more. Hence the balance and its vast importance.
Who then will decide the balance, or measure its scale. Another issue ! That then is the problem. Not the desire, not the keenness to balance, but to find a suitable measure of rightful balance. Many of those that come up with noble execution, face the ignominy of being what they are termed as being. A leader of men may have a solution, which another may find creating far too great a value to his position and could as well want to destroy. It happens in politics, in business, even in entertainment. Guile then is the password. Guile ? In politics acceptable. In business too. But in entertainment ? Difficult to understand. But I am told happens. More so now with the fresh crop, that manages and knows the strengths of management and marketing. And they gain and progress. Perhaps not so much in the art, but in the art of management, and thereby success.
We have a lot to learn yet. Life teaches every day. Don’t go to school one day and find yourself washed away from the shore into the deep ocean, never to be retrieved again. That is sad. But true.
I need to learn a lot …
Amitabh Bachchan

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