Silent amidst the Moot

Debate and discussions have always been so thrilling to me.At the tail of every discussion i could either get the subject lucid or my partner.Constructive were those days of debates. All they did was put your view on the table. And even without the disclaimer 'NOM', it used to work pretty well. We were debating on the subject; the subject was not debating us. I recall the days when on the heat of discussiobs people used to defend themselves, not with baseless facts, but with beauty of language.
Off late, i have started hating debates whichhas become solely defense.Often it runs into a moot and apparently there is no light at the dawn, but just resentment that irritates for a few minutes. And as i sit through yet another bootless fight, i am silent coz i have planned to divert my energy to something substantial.

Silver screen which appear gold

I have always believed that movies restrict your imaginations.A book made into a movie rarely lives up to our expectation because it fails to present the best of our imagination of the plot on the big screen.
Manifold are movies with novel thoughts and deep implications. Unfortunately, it fails to reach most of the people may be due to its adaptation of an unconventional style or its abstract level of presentation.
What amused me today is there exist someone in us who sees beyond our eyes.Or can i put it this way,who deceive our eyes.We seem to derive conclusions and so impeccable knit it on the plot. We never even care to realize the movie is just a void, we are watching the reel of our expectation of the movie. And thus we pacify our mind and feed our anticipations. Such is the serendipity of certain well expected but badly made movies.