﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>STRADA PLACIDO: Movies</title><link>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Movies/</link><description>Placidity lies in rememberance of God Most High.</description><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 23:11:17 GMT</pubDate><copyright>Copyright 2008 The Burmastani</copyright><generator>jeeran RSSGenerator v1.0</generator><image><url>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/photos/profile_t.jpg</url><title>STRADA PLACIDO: Movies</title><link>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Movies/</link></image><item><title>I'm not mad with you,life.</title><link>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/archive/2007/7/268871.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">268871</guid><description>Salaamaleykum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A few weeks ago, on a children's Hindi Song singing competition (Zee's SaReGaMaPa Lil' Champs), one of the kids sang a song that mesmerised the hearts of everyone that heard it...and not to mention the tears it brought.Here's the song on YouTube :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=E_WV6HRq3SM"&gt;Tujhsa Naraaz Nahin Zindegi&lt;/a&gt; from Masoom(1983)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/masoomposter.jpg" target="_self" title="Click to View"&gt;&lt;img src="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/t_2_masoomposter.jpg" alt="" align="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And so that you get the feel of what I'm talking about, here's the translation of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Palatino Linotype; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I am not upset with you, life.. I am astonished;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To your innocent questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I am distressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I never thought that in order to live, I would have to take care of woes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To smile, I would have to take on the debt of smiling;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;If I were to smile, it seems that I would have to incur this debt upon my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Today, if my eyes fill with tears, then they will fall;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Who knows whom these eyes will long for tomorrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Who knows where I lost;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The one tear I had kept hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Life, your sorrows have taught us new bonds;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Whomever you shall meet in the sunlight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You will feel the cool shade of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Script;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This song perfectly narrates the thoughts that's going in my mind and heart right now. I'm sure I'm not alone in this.After all, this is one of the Evergreen of  Bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;    Before I go far, let me recommend you to watch Masoom (Innocent). This wonderful movie made me almost weep like a baby.Naseeruddin, Shabna and little Jugal Hansraj acted splendidly...extra applause to Jugal  for his extraordinary act as an child actor. &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=w7WN59FIY_8"&gt;Watch here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ok back to the issue...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Script;"&gt;Life is beautiful, but it sometimes ask us questions to which,we have no answer. When this happen, we get stressed out and become walking zombies, due to excessive worry and thoughts. But we never hate life for that, as I said, Life's beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;    Sometimes, we say life's not fair...note down every time you say that,and you WILL realise that, sooner or later, you'll be saying life's beautiful again. Every misery that touches us,every headache/heartache/worry we receive, there's a good side behind it.&lt;br /&gt;   If the great fire of London never happened, London would have remained filthy and plague-infested...and never rose to be a major city in the world.&lt;br /&gt;    Well, of course, this is life, its not heaven. Having our heart crushed, painful incidents, emotionally tormenting scenarios are inevitable. At such times, people we love comes in handy..be they friends or family.&lt;br /&gt;    Bottom line, things happen for a reason...we just need to open our eyes and minds and search for the silver line.&lt;br /&gt;    Life is a voyage, fantastic, exciting unique voyage. Bon Voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Allah Madad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Script;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 10:35:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/archive/2007/7/268871.html#comments</comments><author>The Burmastani&lt;afzalaung@gawab.com&gt;</author><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Compliments/">Compliments</category><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Desi/">Desi</category><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Movies/">Movies</category><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Self-improvement/">Self-improvement</category></item><item><title>Mughal-e-Azam    مغلِ اعظم </title><link>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/archive/2006/7/67475.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67475</guid><description>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Salaamaleykum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This time i'm writng about one of the greatest movies in the Mughal Empire. It was planed in 1944, but due to the separation of Pakistan and India...the movie was delayed...and is finally completed in 1960.At the time when most movies cost US$200'000, that movie costed US$3'000'000.&lt;br /&gt;It was so popular, in 2004, they digitally remastered the movie..and released it..and again..for 100days  the movie was a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.upperstall.com/images/mughal.jpg" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;STORY LINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Mughal India, the late 1500s. 
The emperor Akbar (Prithviraj) and his queen Jodha (Durga Khote) have a son, 
Salim (Jalal Agha), after years of prayer. The maid who brings Akbar this news 
is promised a reward whenever she wants to claim it. Prince Salim (Dilip Kumar) 
grows into a spoilt teenager and is sent away for military training. Years later 
he proves himself to be a worthy warrior. Akbar invites him back to the palace 
and gives him a hero's welcome. Salim soon falls for court dancer Anarkali (Madhubala). 
Initially wary of his affections because of the difference in their stations, 
she soon reciprocates his love. Akbar finds out about the affair imprisons 
Anarkali. Salim threatens him with dire consequences if she is not released.
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&lt;p style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Akbar persuades Anarkali that 
her union with Salim is damaging to the empire and asks her to convince the 
prince she is a gold-digger. The prince initially believes her but later 
discovers she was lying. This angers Akbar and Anarkali is imprisoned again. 
Salim fails to secure Anarkali's release and declares rebellion against his 
father. Before war breaks out Salim's friend Durjan rescues Anarkali. War 
begins; Salim's troops are no match for the might of the imperial forces. 
Captured, Salim refuses to divulge Anarkali's whereabouts and is sentenced to 
death. Anarkali appears from hiding in time to save Salim. She makes a pact with 
Akbar to spend one night with Salim as his queen before drugging him unconscious 
and going to her own death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;As Anarkali is being bricked 
  up alive after her night with the prince, her mother – the bearer of the news 
  of Salim's birth – invokes the promise Akbar made years ago and begs him for 
  her daughter's life. The emperor agrees on condition no one find out Anarkali 
  is alive. Mother and daughter leave the empire never to return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 08:14:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/archive/2006/7/67475.html#comments</comments><author>The Burmastani&lt;afzalaung@gawab.com&gt;</author><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Cultural/">Cultural</category><category domain="http://afzalaung.jeeran.com/categories/Movies/">Movies</category></item></channel></rss>