What’s common between a JK Rowling and a Raju Hirani?

I love passing my time when I’m free. Read a book, not looking at the author or watch a movie not caring who’s in it or who’s made it. Just for the fun of it and for the main purpose of killing my time.

But there are certain things that I make up my mind and work on completing them; for instance I read my first Harry Potter book when I was in the first grade. I was six. Well I technically didn’t read it; my father read it out to me every day before I slept off. Somehow J.K. Rowing’s writing fascinated me. I was amazed and horrified by the story. So then I made it a point to read all the Harry Potter books, even though my friends in junior college laughed at me when my father posted me the seventh edition when I was in boarding school, in the eleventh. I sat up all night, faked a fever the next day and finished the book within 24 hours.

I believe that, when someone genuinely likes something, there is some sort of manifestation. I mean, when you appreciate something genuinely, it is more than words which show. There are certain actions, which represent one’s acknowledgement. I believe that the most genuine of those are raw emotion. Such as crying and laughing.

My father surprisingly took us, as my family to watch, Runnable MBBS. Generally, he’s not the type to take us out to the movies. He’s never restricted me from watching any, but he just generally doesn’t do stuff like this. Now I’m not a big movie buff myself. I will not pay more than 120 Rupees to go watch the movie at the cinema. I always prefer early morning shows because they’re cheap and there isn’t much rush. So you can tell that I’m not the kind of guy who is dying to see the new release on Friday night itself. But after watching Raj Hirani’s Munnabahai MBBS, the whole idea sort of flipped, only though for his movies.

I’ve watched all his movies. The two Munnabhai adventures and just today afternoon Three Idiots. I wasn’t a big fan of Sanjay Dutt first. But then I liked him in MBBS. Then as Lage Raho came along, I felt that he and circuit just kept on getting better. That was where my sudden appreciation for Raju Hirani erupted. That’s where a certain raw emotion came out of me. I was crying during some parts of the Munnabhai movie’s and was laughing so hard at the joke’s that I almost fell off my seat in the cinema.

Something similar happened to me when I was watching Three Idiots. The scene in which, Aamir gets Sharman’s father to the hospital, and after a couple of minutes, Sharman hugs Aamir, and apologies. I am not the kind of person who sheds tears too easily, but my eyes were a bit wet. Ironically it was the two previous Hirani movies, the Munnabhai adventures. In the first one was when Sanjay Dutt refuses to stay in the medical college after he answers the jury and in Laage Raho, the scene between Circuit and Munna, when they both apologise to each other in the pier was well let’s say, very deep. The dialouges, the acting, the tears they’re shedding on screen all acted as a catalyst and by the time they embraced each other, I was there sitting in the cinema hall, wiping my cheeks, with my kid brother sitting next to me and laughing at me, thinking who cries at a Munnabhai movie!

So there began the sudden fan following of Raju Hirani and I was able to create a certain parameter for myself on how to gauge an actor’s performance. I’ve noticed a couple of things regarding television and cinema. There are some instances which automatically amuse you. An explanation would be, the Irrfan Khan chota recharge advertisements for Vodafone. There was this one particular advert, I think it was for the smallest denomination of the available recharges. Where he says something like, ‘Bas doh shabd; itna kehna hain…’ After the advert, I would grin. It didn’t happen once or twice; every time, whether I saw it in my own house or in a cafe, I always grinned after the advert. It was an unconscious response. It was my way of appreciating the advertisement and Irrfan’s acting.

…The other was, when you hate a character on screen. For example, I hated the character of Guruji in Iqbal. I found myself getting angry with Girish Karnad. But then it struck me, what a brilliant actor he is. He carried out the dark and sadistic role of Guruji so well, that I didn’t bother to take notice that Karnad was merely the actor and not Guruji himself  and how I hated the man, for almost destroying Iqbal’s career.

So what I figured was, what touches you from the inside, what makes you think, is what is important. You don’t remember all the advertisements show on television, neither do you remember all the dialouges which you’ve seen, or heard. Its only the one’s which have hit you, from inside and the one’s which you have genuinely loved, are the one’s which count.

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