Takahata’s Legacy

Isao Takahata [1935-2018]

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Left: Setsuko, Grave of the Fireflies | Right: Isao Takahata, The Creator

Ever since I got introduced to Studio Ghibli, my perspective about storytelling and cinema in general evolved. I’d spent most of my time in college watching those films and recommending them to my peers. Ghibli is a Japanese animation production house, which is popularly known for its films with mellow yet evoking themes.

One of the most hard-hitting Ghibli films for me has been Isao Takahata’s Grave of the Fireflies (1988). This film, in my opinion, is the best in Takahata’s career. Takahata, one of the co-founders of Studio Ghibli and a film-maker left Grave of the Fireflies as his legacy to the world. Continue reading “Takahata’s Legacy”


Elonsome: An Essential Musk Essay

Adjective: Elonsome
Meaning: The feeling of being highly impressed by Elon Musk and his contribution to the world.

I have been reading quite a lot about the Space-X and Tesla founder, Elon Musk off late. Unlike most people-entrepreneurs-innovators, Musk’s work and his style of making things work has just left me in awe. Perhaps, I’m not even the right person to comment on his contribution to humanity in technical details. However, I began to wonder and slowly obsess over his ability and willingness to contribute towards the betterment of this world.
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Short Story: Wat-Er! Day

At that moment, he knew that he wasn’t going to survive. He was drowning in the ocean, he had sunk too far and low under the water. The only thing that his eyes were able to see was the dying light of the Sun, through the opaque layer of salt water. In the meanwhile, the coral landmine erupted with water-volcanoes, blinding his vision once and for all.

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‘No’ or Know

Pay close attention and
You shall know the truth.

No amount of judgements,
Ever help achieve the fruits.

The one who heeds the signs,
Will lead on to righteousness.

Your queue is of your own,
He‘ alone will embrace you and bless.

Drift away from him and tricksters
Shall push you into the pit of agony.

Accept his grace and ‘Him‘ alone
To be elevated from bonds of the world.

The truth exists, but only
If you accept it with love.

It’s up to you to say ‘No’
Or to actually know.

The Noble

What we choose to neglect,
Is what finds us back again.

Walking on the path –
Based on the noble’s foresight,
We may save the regret of our hindsight.

For what do we know is to come?
Would it be the calm only before the storm,
To wipe us off with a wild hurricane?

The noble created a separate path for us,
A land amidst seas of Molten Lava.

He promised to never forsake us,
Why not take the chance and listen to him,
Rather than regret later?

He’s known to be the noblest of the nobles,
How could anyone choose to ignore his words
And instead of healthy intellect, invest in swords?

Nobody knows what he can see,
But all they know is, without him
The world can never be!

The earth pays her humble obeisance,
And wild winds calm down before him.

Some call him The Noble and some God,
But humble as he is, he says-
“But, I’m just as human as you all!”

Lost Amidst Bustle: The Forgotten Heroes Behind Iconic Masks

I re-explored the pop-cult heroes in my late teens. I may have grown up watching Batman cartoons and became a core fan of Darth Vader later in my life, but every time I watched a Batman film or read a Star Wars theory or Behind the scenes, the insights about the efforts put in characters’ development increased my amount of interest in those tales and characters even more.

However, on exploring the background more and more, I figured a common thread between the two- about what went into developing a character and who grabbed all the attention from it. Perhaps there would be more of such tales about how the deserving person couldn’t have the credit for all the time and efforts they invested in, but I only know of these two so far:

  •  Bill Finger, Batman
  • David Prowse, Darth Vader

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What worth is living inside a cage?
A cage of human flesh and bones
Pretending to find answers to the universe.

While straying away from the path of God
Dissecting the truth, bit by bit
While every effort turns out futile.

This futility that occurs as a delusion
Of intelligence, neither allows us to believe
The truth, nor does it let us reach a rational conclusion.

For who would help us derive,
The purpose of our objective
And not allow us to stray from our path?

Who possesses the power-
To imbibe faith in us and
Help attain intellect as of the supreme?

No amount of arguments
Ever led us to peace and
None, satisfied our sense of victory.

What else could we missing out
In the universe despite living under
The delusion of knowing it all?

No amount of nerdy books would
Be able to satisfy the evergrowing
Hunger to attain knowledge with serenity.

Autonomy could bring authority,
Though nothing else, but the grace of God
Could help us seek tranquillity.

What else, but ‘His’ path alone
Could help us escape the deadly sins?
For our soul would its body soon.

So why not utilise even a spare moment
To remember him and help make
This anatomy of flesh and bones worth breathing!