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TZP

Is there a fixed pattern of thinking one ought to follow?
Is there a 'one size fits all' solution or a standard prescription for getting best out of any child?
How good is it to just focus on faults of someone (especially children) and overlook the talent and good qualities he has?
Are there just a few things that become indicator of your worth or how good you are?
Is it always about comparison with what others are?
Is it appropriate to suppress what a child actually is, in order to make him what you think he should be ?
Isn't every kid special ?

The movie Taare Zameen Par (TZP) provides food for thought for above questions and many more. Story of a dyslexic 8 year kid who is helped ... rather inspired by a teacher to bring the best in him. But it is not just about dyslexia. It is also about our attitude towards children. The movie blends realistic and touching treatment with creative elements in showing some elements during songs! The performances are awesome ... in fact almost everything about the movie is awesome. Extremely touching!

Somehow it reminded me of a student in my class (Class 3-A to be precise!) who got 0s and 2s out of 40 marks in exams, and we used to laugh at him. He left the school later (probably after failing in class 3 ... ) I don't know much about him or his talents or disabilities and vaguely even remember his name (...and not sure about it!) but yeah, somehow my thoughts wandered into that time! Now it seems so childish and amateurish.

You love few movies, you are impacted by a handful, and few stay very close to your heart. TZP belongs to the last category. There is so much in it that one can relate to!

It would probably be a sin to miss this movie! Hats off to Aamir Khan (Aamir The Director wins over Aamir The actor!)

Comments

  1. I agree: the movie was more than just another movie. Going to remember it for a long time.

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  2. Somehow it failed to impact me that way!!

    Guess would have to watch it again!!!

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