(“One is always bored out of love. The end of it.
The primitive. Is this how you keep yourself alive at all times?
Mercurial god of envy, O! The splatter of watered-down passion across the temporal scene.
But, says one philosopher, it doesn’t change really— the past is the present is the future is one.”) Love, passion, envy, temporal scene, past, present and future find definite space between the poetic lines like the contents of the web series ‘Mirzapur’ which features its story in two parts, the third one is getting ready.
Although I tried to find time out of curiosity to view the first part yet I did not show enough interest in viewing the second part. I got to view one or another slide of it on YouTube. A lot of days have passed since the film was released for the viewers and at this point, it has acquired near-mythical level. It can’t be stated with maximum authority when the craze for such kind of the series would dropdown. In the story, there are no rules over the gaali infused language. There’s no format of soft words. There’s just good delivery of dialogues, and if I realise it intensely, I need to put it out vociferously.
It seems peculiar to me that the character of the cities now could be known through such sort of web sequels. Those who had lived in the city must not be aware of such sort of extra crimes, compatible with the Los Angeles type, in that city situated on the Ganges. Notwithstanding, one political leader has indicated of damaging the city’s image by the film, But to our surprise, the movie began tarnishing the image of a novelist whose displeasure was accepted for the wrong portrayal of his novel. Interestingly, the cover of ‘Dhabba‘ was shown in the hands of one aged character who lost his balance when the lady removes the book from his hold. The book appeared to have got extra honour after the apology tendered by the company concerned. Now, the viewers, not every but one or two would develop a deep penchant for going through the fiction. The book’s adequate publicity following the row between the writer and the company has made the viewers understand the trick of the filming a scene in the feature film. Some may be guessing about the novel’s six- lettered title whereas it finishes only in three or four letters in vernacular. It is clearly exposing the technique of voiceover in acting with giving a pristine cover to vices prevalent in our modern society.