sorry onir

few days back i went to see this movie called "sorry bhai" night show in a multiplex.one of my friend asked me -"is it worthy?" i told her-"its onir". inspite of seating in the a.c. i could still feel the warmth of MY BROTHER NIKHIL and was expecting some good sarcastic humour.things started as usual.the intellectual humours,pun and other typical onir stuffs.some people around me rose up in their seats while some(plural)cosied in.

i was enjoying -sid's timid indifference,harish's materialistic look out along with alliya's seductive courtesy.time was passing.things were changing.twists n turns came in.chemistries changed.practicality sucked.the same old romance started to blow out.bonding of five years dissolved in 5 days.the outcome was simple- same car but different driver.i was not enjoying any more.

this was not what's simply expected from onir.its something like rgv,sg,etc.the conflict of self imposed hunger was there, emotional turmoil was definitely there but there wasn't any value.there was no strength in those.it was a mere greed.a selfish outlook of individuals prompting them to compromise on one ground for the sake of showing pseudo-strength on the other.a cladestine flow of typical bong intellectual incest rolling throughout.practicality was simply materialistic.one expected to be rational walked around handicapped by some sentiments which was(or is) yet to be deciphered.all idiotic sentimental fools.

2 hours passed.we came out of the theatre.my friend asked me "how was it?" i didnt bother to nod.i felt its all cheap bakch""i..