Movie Review: Parmanu: The Story of Pokhran

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Gripping till the end

Film: Parmanu: The Story of Pokhran

Release: 25.05.2018

Director: Abhishek Sharma

Writers: Saiwyn Quadras, Sanyuktha Chawla Sheikh, Abhishek Sharma

Cast: John Abraham, Diana Penty, Boman Irani

Music: Sachin-Jigar, Jeet Gannguli

The film opens with an amateur discussion in PMO office about China testing its 43rd nuclear bomb and a junior bureaucrat, Ashwat Rana/ John Abraham says it is time for India to get even with the neighbor countries and do their own tests.

Nobody pays heed to Ashwat and one of them uses his floppy as a coaster to hold his tea cup.

Post the meeting, Ashwat’s senior coaxes him to prepare a brief report on his master plan and he will share it with the Prime Minister. He does but the plan is executed without Ashwat’s involvement and fails! Ashwat becomes the scapegoat and is terminated from the job.

He now lives in Mussoori and works as a private tuition teacher from home until opportunity knocks his door again in the form of Himanshu Shukla, principle secretary to the Prime Minister.

Rai wants Ashwat to lead Pokhran 2 and this time Ashwat leads the operation like a Kurukshetra warrior with his able team of Pandavas.

What goes against the film are some exaggerations, some creative liberties and some facts distorted but all this can be overlooked because the tension is gripping and has you at the edge of  your seat.

What works for the film is the taut screenplay, crisp editing, the treatment, the pace, refreshing music and cinematography capturing a sand storm.

Priya Runchal is convincing as John’s wife and John embraces Ashwat wholeheartedly, his journey from the junior bureaucrat to a demoralized officer who finally finds his mission is admirable. As always Boman Irani is the soul of the film in yet another sizzling performance.

I salute the producers of the film for choosing Pokhran 2 as their subject and bow to my country for its courage in face of adversity.

I rate Parmanu: The Story of Pokhran with 4 stars.

 

I am Tapinjha

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I am connected to the moon; I am connected to the clouds, to the rains….Nobody clearly remembers how I came into existence many, many centuries ago but there are many fascinating tales.

I am told I was the vehicle of Lord Kartikeya, the God of war. I am told that Kartikeya split the demon king, Surapadman into two and converted the two parts into an integral part of him, one manifesting into a peacock, his mount, and another, a rooster adorning his flag.

In the coming yug I was transformed into the crown of Lord Krishna, an avatar of Lord Vishnu, the reason he is addressed as Mayur Pankhi. I am privileged that Lord Krishna forever wears my feather in his crown and is associated with my name, Mormukatdhari. I have never told this to him but I truly believe that my feather adds splendour to his persona. There is nobody as magnificent as him.

 

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वेणीमूले विरचित घनश्यामपिञ्छावचूडो

विद्युल्लेखावलयित इव स्निग्धपीतांबरेण।

मामालिङ्गन्मरतकमणिस्तंभगंभीरबाहुः

स्वप्ने दृष्टस्तरुणतुलसीभूषणो नीलमेघः ॥२.७॥

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I am Chandrak, I am Peacock

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I am recognized as much for my beauty as for my vocals. I sing to attract peahens. I sing when I am mating, I sing just when I am about to mate, I sing during copulation, and I sing post mating. I sing because I like singing and because I love my voice.

I like dancing too and prance in the gardens when I am rejoicing or when I sense a climate change. I am attracted to the skyline, drawn to the clouds, and love the rains. When I dance I am joined by my friends and poets wait in the dark to watch the celebration.  That is how so many songs and verses have been written about us.

I reside in the forest amidst lush trees. I love the density and the quietude around me. I tread softly on the grass and pluck on the plants, sometimes flower petals, seed heads, insects, and whatever I find and I believe they like me to hover around them. I go searching for food at dawn or at dusk and stroll around leisurely until I am satiated and only then do I retreat to my shade and security.

 

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I am Annamayi, I am Arju

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The Congo peacocks display their tails during courtship. Their feathers are comparatively shorter and their colours don’t sparkle in the way I shine when I dance in the sun.

I am attractive and I know it, I am aware that my beauty casts a spell around me and I enjoy flaunting my long tail quill feathers whenever I have an audience because I love being watched.

My counterpart, the peahen, is not as boastful as me and it is also because her plumage is not as radiant as mine and her colours, a mixture of dull grey, brown, and green can never have the effect I have on my surrounding. She accepts my superiority and shies away from attention. She hides when she is being watched and the only time she displays her plumage is to ward off female competition or to signal danger to her young ones.

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I am Mayurakhi : I am fastened to my lord’s crown

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अभिनवनवनीतस्निग्धमापीतदुग्धं

दधिकणपरिदिग्धं मुग्धमंगं मुरारेः।

दिशतु भुवनकृच्छ्रच्छेदि तापिञ्छगुच्छ-

च्छवि नवशिखिपिञ्छलाञ्छितं वाञ्छितं नः॥१॥

 

May  Lord Krishna grant us our wishes; Krishna whose pretty body, nurtured by drinking milk, is as smooth as freshly prepared butter and is smeared all over with drops of curd, which destroys the suffering of the three worlds, which is dark blue as the Tapinjha flowers, and is adorned with the fresh plumes of a peacock

I am Mayura.

I am Peacock.

I am fastened to my Lord’s crown and watch the world spin by. He never removes me from his hair band and I like to believe that because I am close to his head, I am forever in his mind.

Mother Yashoda says that I suit her Lalla’s crown because we have blue in common. He wears yellow pitambar but is always addressed as Niladri. I reflect multiple colours. I am always described in shades of blue.

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Where does Keshava reside?

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The soul has no image, no attachment

It is disconnected

From the cycle of life and death

Unlike the body

It watches the body embroil

In the maze of desire and hope

Aware that it is all futile and transitory

It does not matter that I am Yashoda’s lalla, the heir of Vasudeva and Devaki. It does not natter that I am brother of Subhadra and Balarama, friend of Draupadi and guide of Arjuna

I will remain the heartbeat of Gokula and Vrindavan, the messiah of Mathura and the caretaker of Dwarka.

 

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Everybody loves Keshava but who does He love?

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Among the birds I am partial to the peacock. I have adorned the peacock feather in my crown forever but have never been able to unravel the mystery of its myriad colours.

Is the colour of the peacock feather blue-brown layered with purple or is it grey-silver layered with black?

 Is it all these colours combined or is there more…?

Are these colours of passion…of desire…or desolation…?

Among the plants I am enamoured by Tulsi and devoted to her virtue. Tulsi is dignity and it is my promise to her that my worship will be incomplete without a leaf from her plant.

 To be continued

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