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Being a Coward D12 (04/23/2011)
I was driving the car and my friend is beside me in the passengers seat. We were in a very difficult situation so as to escape from the dangerous goons chasing us like hell. My friend was firing at them by peeping out from the window. Even they were firing at us. I was stuck in the traffic at typical junction on indian roads. Goons also were stuck 2-3 cars behind us in the traffic. Suddenly i have seen on the face of the goons through my rear mirror and recognized him. I asked my friend to stop firing and got down from the car to walk towards the goons.
They were around 20-30 goons chasing us who got down from their cars. I spoke to them as i knew them somehow. They were shouting at me and wanted to kill my friend. I took them into a side street away from the main road as we were stopping the traffic. I negotiated with them but they were not in a mood to listen to me. They had knives and guns with them. I pleaded them to leave my friend. I also told them that my friend would come and accept his mistake if any and sorrify for what ever mistake he did. They said ok and asked me to bring my friend to them.
Now started the real drama. I was about to leave the side street then i over heard from them who were discussing themselves to finish off my friend right away when he arrives i was scared suddenly and didnt react at all. i kept walking to my friend, who was very furious over the goons who were chasing us. I pleaded him not to be violent as they are in plan to kill him. So i requested him to be calm and accept his mistakes and just say sorry to them. I dont know why and how it happened but my friend out of anger ran towards them to teach them a lesson. He was not ready to accept his mistakes.
I ran behind him but by the time i reached the entrance of the street. My friend was already walking into the goons. They did not allow me to go inside the side street, but i was able to hear the knives tearing the flesh out of my friend and i would clearly hear the death screams of my friend. I was terrified and jolted in shock. I somewhere knew that my friend was dead. Goons kicked me out of the street like a dog. I fell down on the mainroad. Got up in shock. Walked back to the car. Drove home.
I went into my friends house and found his mother working in the kitchen. I took the stairs and went to the first floor to my friends room and suddenly i heard loud screams of my friends mother saying " He is dead. He is dead. They killed him. All my life i have told him not to interfere with goons. But he never listened to me. He is now dead. Look how they killed him. Without any mercy. They cut him into pieces". I understood that the goons had thrown my friends body in front the house.
These screams travelled through my spine like drugs and made me electrified. As i turned around to step down stairs to go down i found my friends grandfather in front of me whose eyes where filled with tears. He said to me, " He used walk as if he was a hero always. Never listened to our words". Saying that he wept like a child by holding onto my shoulders. My eyes filled with tears now and i realised how coward i am/was at that moment.
By the time i was thinking of the revenge i woke up.
They were around 20-30 goons chasing us who got down from their cars. I spoke to them as i knew them somehow. They were shouting at me and wanted to kill my friend. I took them into a side street away from the main road as we were stopping the traffic. I negotiated with them but they were not in a mood to listen to me. They had knives and guns with them. I pleaded them to leave my friend. I also told them that my friend would come and accept his mistake if any and sorrify for what ever mistake he did. They said ok and asked me to bring my friend to them.
Now started the real drama. I was about to leave the side street then i over heard from them who were discussing themselves to finish off my friend right away when he arrives i was scared suddenly and didnt react at all. i kept walking to my friend, who was very furious over the goons who were chasing us. I pleaded him not to be violent as they are in plan to kill him. So i requested him to be calm and accept his mistakes and just say sorry to them. I dont know why and how it happened but my friend out of anger ran towards them to teach them a lesson. He was not ready to accept his mistakes.
I ran behind him but by the time i reached the entrance of the street. My friend was already walking into the goons. They did not allow me to go inside the side street, but i was able to hear the knives tearing the flesh out of my friend and i would clearly hear the death screams of my friend. I was terrified and jolted in shock. I somewhere knew that my friend was dead. Goons kicked me out of the street like a dog. I fell down on the mainroad. Got up in shock. Walked back to the car. Drove home.
I went into my friends house and found his mother working in the kitchen. I took the stairs and went to the first floor to my friends room and suddenly i heard loud screams of my friends mother saying " He is dead. He is dead. They killed him. All my life i have told him not to interfere with goons. But he never listened to me. He is now dead. Look how they killed him. Without any mercy. They cut him into pieces". I understood that the goons had thrown my friends body in front the house.
These screams travelled through my spine like drugs and made me electrified. As i turned around to step down stairs to go down i found my friends grandfather in front of me whose eyes where filled with tears. He said to me, " He used walk as if he was a hero always. Never listened to our words". Saying that he wept like a child by holding onto my shoulders. My eyes filled with tears now and i realised how coward i am/was at that moment.
By the time i was thinking of the revenge i woke up.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
దిశ్కియావ్ !!!!!
ఎవరైనా ఎప్పుడైనా ఒక్క క్రిమినల్ కథ గురించి గాని లేదా ఒక్క విఒలేంట్ కథ గురించి గాని ఆలోచించినప్పుడు వారి మనసులో వచ్చే మొట్టమొదటి విసుఅల్ ఒక్క గన్ లేదా పిస్టల్. ఎప్పుడైతే అ గన్ వారి మనసులో కనిపిస్తుందో దాని వెంటనే వారికీ గుర్తోచేది అ గన్ చేసే శబ్దం.
ఇది ఇలా ఉండగా నేను నా రెండవ షార్ట్ ఫిలిం తేసే ప్రయత్నము లో రాసున్న కథ మరియు కథనం ఒక్క క్రిమే-కామెడీ కి చెందిన క్రోవ లోకి వస్తుంది. ఇప్పుడు అ కథ కి నేను పేరు లేదా టైటిల్ పెట్టాలని నిర్ణయించుకున్నప్పుడు నాకు కూడా మనసులోకి వచ్చింది ఒక్క గన్. అ గన్ చేసే శబ్దం ని న ఫిలిం కి టైటిల్ లాగా వాడుకుంటే ఎలా వుంటుంది అని వచ్చిన ఆలోచన లోనుంచి పుట్టిందే దిశ్కియావ్ !!!
న రెండో షార్ట్ ఫిలిం టైటిల్ దిశ్కియావ్ !!!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Chat with a Director D-11 (03/05/2011)
Me and one of my friend were at one of the famous director's apartment and discussing about his recent movie. We were actually explaining him how excellent was a scene conceived in his movie. Then he called two guys who were his asst. directors and told that the credit goes to these two guys whose effort behind that scene is terrific. He also said that particular scene was shot in 4 days by them. Then those two guys left the apartment.
Me and my friend were sitting on a floor mattrese along with the director who had couple of note books in front of him and few papers. He was writing something in the notebook and i tried to peep into his book and found the heading as Kitchen followed by mulitple bullet points which were like 6 cups, 10 plates, one stove etc. by which i thought he was writing list of items he needed for shooting his next movie scene. I was little amazed at how a director should take care of the intricate details of each scene. But then i asked him what was he writing.He replied saying that it is his daughters school record book which she asked him to do as she was sleeping.
I was now bit relaxed and told him what was my intial assumption. He then laughed and said we are not in 1950's anymore. Then i was trying to relaxing on the mattress as if to take a nap then the director went from the sitting room to another room which a corridor or balcony from there he signalled me asking to some outside. Then me and my friend went to the balcony. Now i was about to ask him that whether i can smoke, but before i asked he asked me saying i wanted to a have a smoke thats why i called you. Then while we started smoking i asked him that why did he tell in an interview that he dosent smoke and in real life smokes.
He said yes its true. I told in an interview that i hate smoking. And still i hate smoking. But what can i do i cant stop right. I think its the same with you thats what he said.
Me and my friend were sitting on a floor mattrese along with the director who had couple of note books in front of him and few papers. He was writing something in the notebook and i tried to peep into his book and found the heading as Kitchen followed by mulitple bullet points which were like 6 cups, 10 plates, one stove etc. by which i thought he was writing list of items he needed for shooting his next movie scene. I was little amazed at how a director should take care of the intricate details of each scene. But then i asked him what was he writing.He replied saying that it is his daughters school record book which she asked him to do as she was sleeping.
I was now bit relaxed and told him what was my intial assumption. He then laughed and said we are not in 1950's anymore. Then i was trying to relaxing on the mattress as if to take a nap then the director went from the sitting room to another room which a corridor or balcony from there he signalled me asking to some outside. Then me and my friend went to the balcony. Now i was about to ask him that whether i can smoke, but before i asked he asked me saying i wanted to a have a smoke thats why i called you. Then while we started smoking i asked him that why did he tell in an interview that he dosent smoke and in real life smokes.
He said yes its true. I told in an interview that i hate smoking. And still i hate smoking. But what can i do i cant stop right. I think its the same with you thats what he said.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Some Stills from OUATIF
Stanley meets Bharat...
Suresh lighting up a joint...
Stanley meets Numan...
Stanley meets Nikhil...
Srikanth Chasing Stanley...
Srikanth lighting up a pot...
Stanley injured...
Suresh talking to Srikanth...
Thirty Bucks Production No.2
"Idea creates energy.Energy creates work.Work creates result.Result creates another idea.So flow of life is nothing but never ending ideas."
The above quote seems to be so true to me as it applies to everyone, atleast for who know what is an idea. I was so connected to this quote once i saw it , becoz of the reason being that now the Final Edit of OUATIF is ready and is out for Music (Which is under process). Multiple ideas have been running in my mind saying what's next? Now when i got an idea of making a shortfilm, it created enormous energy in me which even my friends didnt believe that it was really me. With that energy i worked on the project and finished it (My part). With respect to my work i got some result. Though its not the final result, i was able to judge my skill and came to know what were the mistakes i commited and how can i correct them. Now with these results multiple ideas came flowing into my mind. Thus the flow started.
I think in the first week of Feb i watched one of my all-time favourite movie PULP-FICTION, coz i was just getting bored. I was trying to learn animation but iam not able to assemble the high-speed processors. I need a new laptop with very good specification to continue with my animation thing. Meanwhile this movie Pulp, stuck in my mind so hard that i was not able to get over with that. Then i thought of a solution for this problem. I planned a script which somewhat resembles that of Pulp, and wanted to pour the same humor into my script with who ever available actors i have including myself.
I framed and designed a perfect storyline which is kind of a Crime Drama with a comical touch.Though its not a pure comedy, it will be kind of a Crime-Comedy, in which fun is actually driven by the situations. This script will be my second Shortfilm and almost the same crew will be working with me this time. Since we named our Banner as THIRTY_BUCKS productions, and i didnt gave a thought towards the title of this film, Iam calling it as Thirty Bucks production No.2.
Cast and Crew of Prod No.2
The above quote seems to be so true to me as it applies to everyone, atleast for who know what is an idea. I was so connected to this quote once i saw it , becoz of the reason being that now the Final Edit of OUATIF is ready and is out for Music (Which is under process). Multiple ideas have been running in my mind saying what's next? Now when i got an idea of making a shortfilm, it created enormous energy in me which even my friends didnt believe that it was really me. With that energy i worked on the project and finished it (My part). With respect to my work i got some result. Though its not the final result, i was able to judge my skill and came to know what were the mistakes i commited and how can i correct them. Now with these results multiple ideas came flowing into my mind. Thus the flow started.
I think in the first week of Feb i watched one of my all-time favourite movie PULP-FICTION, coz i was just getting bored. I was trying to learn animation but iam not able to assemble the high-speed processors. I need a new laptop with very good specification to continue with my animation thing. Meanwhile this movie Pulp, stuck in my mind so hard that i was not able to get over with that. Then i thought of a solution for this problem. I planned a script which somewhat resembles that of Pulp, and wanted to pour the same humor into my script with who ever available actors i have including myself.
I framed and designed a perfect storyline which is kind of a Crime Drama with a comical touch.Though its not a pure comedy, it will be kind of a Crime-Comedy, in which fun is actually driven by the situations. This script will be my second Shortfilm and almost the same crew will be working with me this time. Since we named our Banner as THIRTY_BUCKS productions, and i didnt gave a thought towards the title of this film, Iam calling it as Thirty Bucks production No.2.
Cast and Crew of Prod No.2
- Title: Not yet Decided
- Genre: Crime/Comedy
- Casting: Stanley, Srikanth, Bharat, Numan, Nikhil, Chandu, Sandeep and others
- Cinematography: Suresh Kumar
- Creative Head: MVK kartik
- Music: Shivram Pasham
- Story, Screenplay and Direction: Srikanth Bellary
- Executive Producer: Bharat Rajpurohit
- Producer: Stanley Hoston
- Presenter: Nikhil Yadav
- Shooting locations: CT Apartment, CT Parking Lot and Shell Gas Station
Technical Specs
- Will be Shot on Panasonic HDC-TM700k
- Scripting on CELTX
- Color- Processing through Sony-Vegas Pro
- Editing with Corel Video Studio Pro X-3/Sony Vegas Pro/Adobe Premeire Pro
- Special Effects on Adobe After Effects
- Storyboard on Adobe Flash
- Full HD 1080p/60fps
- Output : 24 fps or 30fps
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