Dreams like these.......

An excerpt from Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi-The story begins with the political upheal taking place in India around late 60s stretches all through mid-70s. The naxalite movement of West Bangal (Their version of the communist movement back in the 70s).
(This is not an introduction to the movie- I am only trying to record the two letters written to the female protagnist (Geeta) by the two different individuals in love with her. Trying to showcase the two realities. I am almost enchanted by the paradox of life portrayed in this film. Although as far as the movie goes-my favorite is the one played by Shiny Ahuja, the character of Vikram. And I wish I was as brave as Siddharth. But when you watch the movie- you realize. It's Geeta who's the constant force behind it all. And as a woman I loved the ending of this film. It would honestly be an an honor if I ever get to lead the life lived by Geeta.

Letter from Siddharth to Geeta:

Dear Geeta,
Calcutta was awe-inspiring. I am now back in Delhi. My beliefs totally strengthened. We have to change the world. And change it fundamentally. You know, I always knew the facts. But when I met the mothers and widows of thousands of students who had sacrificed their lives during the Naxalite movement I felt completely humbled. They were the best and the brightest of Bengal. But instead of taking the comfortable roads their parents had laid down for them. They went down the dirt and the muddy roads to the villages to end the vulgarity of oppression. The violence of the oppressed is right. The violence of the oppressors is wrong. And do hell with this. I mean, weren't Bhagat Singh's action correct. It made me think of ourselves I mean, who do we think we are. Touting?? around...shouting radical jargons??..little politics, some rock and roll. But mostly shock value. Isn't it shameful that I Siddharth T. The son of a muslim father and a Hindu-Bengali mother can neither speak Urdu nor Bengali. My parents did not give me the one thing of value that they could. This has to change. Geeta now I've become the card-holder of the party. Eventually you must also.
More when you get back.
Love
Siddhartha

Letter from Vikram to Geeta:

Dear Geeta,
First thing's first, I still love you. I am still stuck because the trains have been cancelled due to the hindu-muslim rivalry. This time its not so bad only 38 dead......but most of the town doesn't give a shit. What really gets everyone excited here is the news that the local hardware merchant's daughter ran away with their cook. Some of the family members finally caught him and put him in a pot and boiled him. Just kidding they only castrated him. This state of affairs only worries my father. Thirty of his Gandhian collegues, 70 socialists and hundred and two ?. Being worried is my father's main profession. He should have worried more about us though. And we wouldn't have been stuck at the lower end of the great middle class. Which is why I can't understand you rich kids playing this lets change the world game. While you're looking for a way out I am looking for a way in..into your heart I mean.
See you soon
Love
Vikram