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Manjhi…The Indian Boatman Already Headed West

So many hundred years ago, in mid-Atlantic, sailors went slowed due to no current in air or water. I don’t know how an Indian boatman reached there and crossed the retarded ocean heading to the west… Here we go, launching the new hero.
Manjhi, The Mountain Man

PO + Village: Gehlaur,
Tehsil: Muhra
District: Gaya
State: Bihar, India

History says, India can wait for anything! From Justice, 4G to public toilet Indians are habituated to wait! But for something good. Good news is, we got an extra-ordinary movie that actually connects hearts! Take a walk by the beaten path and watch the sunset over those corn-field, rest by an old honey tree, walk back, reach your home and watch ‘Manjhi, The Mountain Man’ on YouTube or torrent!

I shouldn’t suggest like this, but I am a daily user of these websites to fulfil my movie-watching desire. Specially when, even producer is not to earn few crores! Rather this movie is a genuine example of huge opportunity for NFDC to launch their movie making projects to more International audience.

I am not talking about global acceptability of such a biopic like ‘Manjhi, The Mountainman‘, rather I am justifying its global consideration. British Government was not good enough to leave enough for independent India, apart from Indian Rail and Pakistan. After 40 years, the nation was able to figured it out, how to continue the development. So many areas of the country never felt the government before and here is the hero, the last man standing in a queue of 1.28 Billion people. The last Indian, if we arrange all of them as per everyone’s savings, expenses, property, education, medical and other facilities. The story in best four lines is like this:

manjhi storyA touch of Love story is definitely an Indian style, but this one is different. The concept of love works like an natural aroma for this movie, based on a place named Wazirganj where people are bound to reallocate during Tropical-summer, people have to cross a mountain to avail nearest public transport. The script compared the one-man-made-road with TajMahal. Actually when I look into this matter, I see two gifts for two different dead women. One is build by India’s most wealthy person across the history (Sahajahan, Owner of Kohinur) and another-one is the uneducated person from India’s most backward society called Musahar from Bihar-UP’s remote border area. Where women got abducted and raped abruptly, People strived from hunger normally, Killed brutally and challenge the God helplessly, like this Man of the Movie- Dashrath did.
You can relate the life with some one, who chased a herd of wild elephants with a bamboo stick in Masai Mara to save his village or the eternal character Andy Dufresne braked the jail against all the issues or how Hercules fought against Nemean Lion. Completely alone except their will-power.
This is where, Dasarath Manjhi got the international match. A man from India’s most backward society can do this much, because he promised in the name of his dead wife. When, a society makes a man’s life completely miserable and God is only one left, whom he can challenge! He challenged a Mountain-Task! All the characters in the movie are perfectly fitted. Naxal revolution, Garibi Hathao campaigns added few historical references to the biopic.

We got few initial responses about this movie on Daily Mail, UK website:

UK feedback on Manjhi Movie

One Day, when Indian History will be mile-stoned by some excellent movies, Manjhi will definitely named as a trendsetter. International Media need to talk about the boatman. This is a bait for Oscar Nominations from Indian film fraternity. 


The Illogical India: A Date With Bihar


“One thing you must notice Pinaki, Bihari people always have a logic, whatever they speak.”

After a safe landing at Patna Airport, we preferred to take a train to reach Begusarai to attend my roommate’s wedding. My first ever trip to Bihar and it was the horny April and the sun was biting every possible exposed body-parts of mine. Due to wedding season, there is no car available for rent and surprisingly in Patna, a State Capital City doesn’t have a proper car-rental services. No Ola Cabs, no Taxi for Sure or not even a Prasad or Babua Taxi services! The city seems like, under-construction or by modern terms you can call it Developing City. The last one kilometre towards Rail-station had a broader road properly divided to make it a two-ways and one side was completely clear, while our rickshaw puller was struggling to move an inch!

Our three other friends were also travelling from Delhi. Kallol, Krishna and Ritesh. We all five in total. Karishna and Ritesh are from Bokaro city, Anshuman from Ranchi and left two, Kallol and me from West Bengal. I am just mentioning the state’s name, because I am not sure, when I will publish the blog, the names of our town can change. Whatever, Kallol, Krishna and Ritesh were supposed to catch us or we were supposed to catch them in Patna! Thanks to Indian Railway, that was pretty impossible, so Anshuman and I decided to reach the destination as soon as possible, as we can take rest for at-least two hours at the hotel.

We left Patna for the first time. Co-passengers are talkative and curious. We managed to have a red-hot semi-upper wooden seats. The typical Bihari tone is awesome! You can never realize if they are rebuking you or requesting you. “Babuji, tanik payr hathailio.” (Sir, please remove your legs)

Initially I thought, he was threatening me, “If you don’t remove your legs, I will cut it into pieces”.

We got a co-passenger who was also travelling to Begusarai, carrying a note book. His hair was completely white, tough his physique was so young! I tried to find the reason of this discrepancy in his half-open notebook. It was a class twelve standard maths problem solved by two different approach. It was initially a shock and then I realized, I am in Bihar. Where people stop struggling to get into IIT for a graduation till they die. A Bihari dictionary starts with the word, IIT, the second word is obviously Government Job then comes Dowry, Bill Gates, Contractors, Litti-Chokha, Sattu, Burbak, Sex, Hot Girls and so on. The half-aged JEE Aspirant is still struggling to prove Left hand side equals to write hand side of a class twelve standard problem.

It was 22nd April and the harvesting period was over. The world on two sides of the railway track was deadly dry and naked. The sun was working extra-time and the train was trying our patience. My expectation about Begusarai was decreasing at a faster speed than the train had.

The hotel was previously booked. We reached and ordered beer. The body was badly heated, chilled beer was working like a medicine. It was tough for the second group, who joined us two hours later, to wake us up. An Indian marriage normally made in heaven and in Bihar, marriage is made by family-persons and seniors. The senior of a Bihari family is a tougher subject than Sanskrit. For an event like marriage, they will claim all the credits without contributing to anything. For themselves, their presence is the most valuable. As expected, the total marriage ceremony was a mirage and complete disaster. Miss-Management, lack of basic planning, we started feeling like, “Is this something we travelled that much for?”

One more ill-logical thing about the marriage ceremony was, the groom and his father had least value in the crowed. The car drivers seemed to be the head of the event, the Band-Bazza team was the most important persons like, when everybody was trying to concentrate to food, we were requesting them, “Sir, please go for a happy-tuned music”. Ugly sadist music, less number of tracks. Luckily we were drunk enough to ignore all these. We left the venue early. Hotel was the only comfort-zone but to reach there, we were supposed to travel another seventy kilometre! Bhang and Weed trees everywhere was a cool reminder for us that we are actually in Bihar.  Where police means sponsored parties, Government means Lalu Prasad Yadav and everything else is virtual.

Next morning, it was time to comeback. All the drivers of reserved cars for the marriage were drunk enough not to wake up at 10 AM. Not a single train available that can help us to reach Patna by 6 PM! So we went for a bus. At the ticket counter, we were double assured that we will reach Patna by 4 PM! We were on a national highway and there was not enough space for two heavy vehicles. Patna contractors ate all the budgets! The route took us across poorest villages, damaged roads and un-expected bus-stops. A bus that travels a 200 Kilometre route every day was providing door-to-door services for the passengers. We were definitely getting late. The driver informed, it will be at least 6 PM to reach Patna. We had a reservation on 6.15 PM at Patna! Before coming here, we heard a lot about Gandhi Setu, which is another disaster for the entire state. Normally any construction is made to enrich the human life. Gandhi Bridge is the most harmful name after Lalu Prasad Yadav for Bihar. After construction, it got damaged so many times and the major construction works are still on. A ten kilometre long bridge, un-expectedly narrow. It took minimum one hour for any vehicle to cross the bridge and maximum is – you people are smart enough to imagine. It’s like asking Michael Schumacher to sit on an Old BSA cycle and ask him, Go, win the F1 race. Ask a thirsty person to pull the water from a half-filled glass of water via a ten meter long straw. A bridge, connecting half of the state to the capital city is this tiny!

I would like to interview the engineers who planned the bridge.

“Mr. Engineer, What was the difference between the budgeted cost and actual cost?”

“Mr. Engineer, How you matched right hand side with the left hand side?”

The bus, we were travelling, was three hours late and we were late by about an hour to reach the Railway station! Believe me, the train itself was 4 hours late to reach Patna station and 10 hours late to reach New Delhi!

How Govt. forgot those people? How they are lagging behind so much! Even thousand Bill Bhaiya needed for a massive change here.

I am sorry Anshuman! I can’t find any logic here..


India’s Biggest Dance of Democracy: Left nothing for Promotions

Wisely said someone, Its positive or negative buzz, doesn’t matter, People are talking about you and that is all for a promotion. If I advice this to any organization, (except India Cement) will kill me. Indian Political parties, after spending reportedly $8bn, doing the same mesh over media like forever. I mean, what a point of view! 

You rolled over social media, You Tube. Out of every 10 feeds, 6 were political promotional content. Banners, exclusive interviews, TV-Ads, Your every tagline a one year old baby can remember. Your every message, clear, emotional and with maximum frequency ever. 

This was not enough. Development can make India beautiful, talking on the social failures are the election’s emotional inputs and parties are using it at the very end of the Dance session of Democracy.

1. Religion:


Politics in India and religion will not take any part? How can you expect? From the British Rulers, this is the most buzzed issue of India. Check the latest outcome here. 



2. Caste:

This is the major social problem from Aryans. Indian politicians are still finding a way to get some sympathetic support. Lets check the new version.


With the BJP facing tough fights in the remaining constituencies in UP and Bihar, Narendra Modi played up his caste identity by asserting that in a democracy every one has the right to be the prime minister and surprisingly Mayawati, Ex-CM Uttarpradesh made it more dirty asking Modi to reveal his caste!


3. Illegal Immigrants:  

ImageThe number is too large. Specially for a state, with an international border! Politics can not ignore their votes. See the result, Mamata said, “I will rock Delhi” as Modi said he will deport Bangladeshi migrants from India.


4: Family:

This is India, where vote bank can be screwed up if you don’t have something to say about family. 


And now the same thing is going to be repeated via some ‘borrowed Gandhi’ family. Narendra Modi targeted the Gandhi family many a times. “I haven’t sent Smriti here to create problems for the mother and son. The son anyway has enough problems of its own. I spent Smriti here to solve Amethi’s problems,” 


5. Pakistan and Kashmir:

Image I think, nothing can be compete in India without the Pakistan and Kashmir issues. Lalu Prashad Yadav wanted to send Modi to Pakistan. “Send Narendra Modi to Pakistan, then only any question of destabilization will arise. His people talk about sending others to Pakistan, we should send him instead,” 


 All these are related to Narendra Modi. My question is, if the Vibrant Gujarat Model or Economical Development factors are not sufficient to ensure the majority in election result? Unfortunately Indian society is not able to overcome these social issues. 

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