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MOVIES...... LOST SOMEWHERE!!




Well..I am here to discuss about a rather important but very less preferred topic.Its something related to "BOLLYWOOD".Now what..!! you might be thinking that I am a freak as Bollywood !! yeah....Bollywood is the most awaited topic and I have just stated it as the "LESS PREFERRED ONE" ?.So I will not take time to bring that to your notice that its not exactly that but its about the movies which deserve the best attention and reviews but are lost somewhere in the throng of all those stories full of love,romanticism between two people,comedy,suspense,thriller and the most viewed one, fiction. Now ....you might be thinking then which area of  movies is left out.
So ,this is the only problem with you,the audiences out there.I am just talking about the movies which depict "TERRORISM".yeah...the only sentence which might have clicked your mind is "What !!...boring...".Who wants to see all that bloodshed,arms,destruction and hatred in the films which are a part of recreation and entertainment.Fine, if I am wrong somewhere and you all think that we have watched such movies .....then my question is "Were they your first day first show?As you wait for those ones which might be casting some big heroes and attracted your  attention by doing some actions or by showing true love on the screen...?" 
Before writing this I decided to just surf the internet and find out whether I was right or not.Is it really true that the whole lot there with their pockets full just want to see those movies which are away from the truth of our society?So I found out .There were two films released almost at the same time .One was "Kai Poche" and the other one was"Attacks of 26/11".i just went through the reviews .The former one made it to 12 cores and the latter one could not even cross 4 crores.Attacks of 26/11 is the one which displays the destruction, the real ones Mumbai had suffered but no one wants to know the story.All consider it a waste of time and money too. Oh!! if you say that you have watched it and you found it great...then it might be on your laptops..!!!.That sows your interest.
"SHEEN" now you might be thinking "What the hell this word means?"So I must push this into your head that its the movie released in 2004 based on the lives of Kashmiri pandits and how they were made refugees in their own country.Let me ask you "Have you ever heard this name?Ah! If you have then the number must be very small and if you have  heard  also then too what matters at the end of the day is "Have you ever watched it?"Reviews say it was a flop one ,not much viewed  blah blah blah....and the same old story.
Same goes on with many ones which describe the true face of terrorism .How they have ruined millions of lives. It may be an individual.a community or the whole nation.Why these movies are not able to attract much viewers?Is it about the actors or their performance?If this is the reason then its a silly one .do you know than them?I don't think that its the reason .Its just that we do not give it a damn.Why?Now this answer lies within you.
If these films are on then obviously they are for the viewers.They are for us. That is  true that people on the screen and behind want to make money and do a lot for publicity . Whatever I am doing is not of their use .But I should make it clear  its not for them its for me, my opinion.Well...what is wrong in watching about those insane activities of those terrorists who do not have any religion or conscience .At least we will know the reality.    


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