Today I'm bemoaning the death of one of the true champions of the movies, 'Roger Ebert', an iconic movie critic whose movie reviews have amused us and kept us at the edge of our seats with their 'reserved' sense of humor and tenacity to this day for the last 40 odd years. He was certainly my mentor as whenever I had to decide on a movie, I would simply go to his site and look out for his opinion. Though it may seem a very inappropriate and unethical decision for a young movie enthusiast (and a possible movie critic in future, who knows?) but I have believed in a theory that a man does need a opening somewhere. In my case, It was Roger. I learned a great deal from him. All my knowledge about the movies I owe to him for he was just brilliant, uncompromising in his movie reviews. His movie-reviews were for everyone and certainly not an intellectual bomb-thrower like that of an equally iconic 'Pauline Kael'. A champion of overlooked , indie movies who was equally at ease with the mightiest of blockbusters finally bade a goodbye to us. Only yesterday I was contemplating a fictional scenario which could have been very much real had the Ebert lived to that day. That scenario included the grand opening of 'The Great Gatsby' and Roger showering our own acting legend 'Amitabh Bachchan' with beautiful, appreciative words but sadly enough, that day won't come anymore. Bemoan my friends and all those personnel who love their movies for today we have lost the greatest critic that has ever walked on this earth....Rest in Peace Sir and a two-thumbs up to your presence in the sky (I'm sure you are familiar with that sight, Roger).....entertain the Gods now, my beloved master!!!!
'Unanswered' is a book penned by Mr. Kunal Uniyal and it's his third book. I am calling it a book, using a common noun to describe it and I have a good enough reason for doing so. It's a book that consists off both poems and prose and I was in real dilemma picturing its prognosis in my mind. It started with a poem named 'You and I' and beautiful it was, all poised and lyrical. And then came a snippet of a prose by the name 'Life of a Yogi'. They were really not connected and I was perplexed. Then I allowed myself some comfort and decided to dig up some more. Some more beautiful poems and accompanying yet again not quite related passages of prose followed but now they looked more in shape and very much in order. Now I was beginning to realize that there was more to this book than met my eyes earlier and it's scope is much wider that what I originally thought. You are required to engage yourself with this book and once you do that, you will know you ar...
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