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Million Dollar Baby - A synopsis.

2012-01-31T10:53:00.001-08:00

Watched “million dollar baby” today. I was just scrolling through the channels and found this movie on WB. It appeared nothing special but the awards it had got some years back got me glued to the proceedings.

As it strutted on, I could link to the emotional strength this film was carrying within. To tell you a gist of the story, it’s about a girl “Maggie” (Hillary Swank) who joins a Gym run by Frankie (Clint Eastwood). Frankie being a senior boxing trainer is not willing to train a “girl”. So he rejects Maggie’s request quite a few times. Though he is a brilliant trainer, he tends to over-protect his trainees and tries to delay their entry into major championships. This costs him a trainee who was the best prospect to win the championship, which later joins another manager and wins the cup.

Scrap (Morgan Freeman) is Frankie’s friend and works in his Gym also. He has been with Frankie for substantial years and knows his grief and ambitions. Frankie’s over-protectionism has already cost him of his daughter. She has broken all links with him and never writes back to his letters. All are returned to his address. There you see a chink in the armor of otherwise tough Frankie.

This loss has even made it difficult to accept Maggie as his student. But Scrap makes him realize the hard work that is being put in by her. Maggie has her own share of problems. She is working as a waitress since she can remember, stays in a small room and keeps on saving money to spend on boxing. She has lost her father and remaining family is only money-driven.

Being pursued, Frankie agrees to train her in the only interest she is having in her life now. You can see how life makes people zero-in on the only positives they are having. Such situations derive the best in you and make you focus unilaterally. Now begins a journey of moments which takes Maggie to the top of boxing arena and how it cultivates a serene relation between them. Frankie’s first and most basic lesson to her is to protect herself at all times in the boxing ring.

Frankie gifts a boxer overcoat to Maggie which has her new wrestler name “Mo Chuisle” (pron: ma kushla). He doesn’t tell her the meaning saying it’s in Gaelic (Scottish Lang.). Maggie shows the natural aggression to win all the matches in a few minutes only. Inadvertently she becomes famous and makes good money. She buys a house for her mother but she refuses to take that saying it would stop government help for being unemployed. Maggie gets hurt but moves on. Here you see a shade of mother-daughter relationship which is not commonly seen. You can’t buy love alright but being a poor can make you rate everything in coins.

This incident brings Maggie-Frankie even closer and though Frankie starts seeing his daughter in Maggie, he decides to take her to Million dollar championship match. Match against a tough opponent goes on as expected with Maggie being hammered. But using Frankie’s help, she nails down the opponent and starts celebrating. Just when all seemed to be going great guns, suddenly the faller boxer gets up and hits Maggie as hard as she can. Maggie stumbles and falls on the stool which Frankie fails to take out from the ring.

With her neck broken and on artificial air supply, Maggie finds herself in hospital. All the doctors tell Frankie that she cannot be cured. Unperturbed, Frankie tries all over USA to find the best doctor but fails, time and again.

Being stuck to the bed, she fights waning will power and bed ulcers. Frankie is constantly with her reading books and telling her stories. He had started with blaming Scrap to make this happen to Maggie but later feels its his mistake to train her and put her life in danger

Maggie wishes to see her mother but now her family doesn’t want to come. At once they come in but with an attorney who can transfer all Maggie’s assets to her family. Disgusted she asks them to go away. The same day doctor announces that bed ulcers have taken their toll on her legs and they may need to go for amputation. Maggie doesn’t like the way life’s treating her and urges Frankie to end her life.

Frankie denies it firmly but Scrap convinces him. He says, Maggie has had a best shot of her life, she has been top of the world all this while which she couldn’t have dreamt a year before. It would be best if she ends her life while feeling still on top of it. After a few months like this, she may end up wheel chairing but this would crush her.

In severe dilemma, Frankie goes to hospital and wakes Maggie up. He tells her the meaning of Mo Chuisle meaning My heart/My blood. He un-corks the air support and gives her Injection to sleep.

With Maggie finishing her tale, Frankie also deserts Scrap and his Gym and searches the life elsewhere. Maybe to find an end which gives justice to him.

An actor ..

2009-09-17T04:33:00.001-07:00

You dont need to be in movies
to play an actor..
Life is a bigger stage,
and the roles are umpteen..
destined script and shrewd climaxes..
situational bullets and emotional dodges..

musically it entertains ..
teaches through the strains..
you may become a star ..
be it a luck or be it brains ...

hah..
I just hope I have a role to play..
better than a sheer passerby ...

I know ..

2009-03-14T01:43:00.000-07:00

I know the grief that shadows you
I know the smile that encloses you

The smoothness, your hair let me feel
exploring your eyes, marks my zeal
I know how trembling lips emote you..
I know unspoken words that narrate you..

Walking with the grace of a prim lady..
Yet a girl chitchats holding her teddy...
I know the starry dreams that spell you ..
I know the golden memories that trail you..

A glint in your eyes
A flight in the skies
A poem to devour
A walk,just a bit more..
I know my madness to trace you...
I simply dont know how to replace you ...

I am..

2008-12-10T04:54:00.000-08:00

I am as elusive
as you allow me to be
I am as opaque
as you read me more
I am as possesive
as you claim on me
I am as fluent
as you ease me
I am as impossible
as memories try to erase me ..

-- abhijit

A silent sigh !

2008-12-01T20:27:00.000-08:00

Met today after so long missed you desperately Smile was just a li'l wider grasped you so accurately Talked long long hours Feeling the touch slowly And spellbounding me your silky smile so lovely Divine to have you around Some power mystic unknown Charged my empty self which drizzled when alone The day just whizzed by It was time to say goodbye Your hand slid away slowly The heart let out a silent sigh !

another scribble .

2008-11-25T21:01:00.001-08:00

Its what they say,
you get what you give
Its the reality friends,
kills before you perceive

Denial of soft feelings
Denial of life impends
In sudden slow trance
your lone heart sends

In no mood to write
Yet I scribble stupidly
Pain mutely dissolves
as I canvas her vividly

New Horizon ...

2008-10-26T06:43:00.000-07:00

Unnamed obstacles
Unwarranted shackles
Unknown yet old street
Saracastically they greet

And I openly smile at them
Thru an impenetrable frame
Cause I believe in me , you
What I have, is with only a few

Moving to a different horizon
Bristling dreams laid upon
Cuting loose the history cord
Joyously I pray, bless us my Lord

Versions of me..

2008-10-15T05:43:00.000-07:00

One appears, other dissolves
Magnifies to eternity and stalls,
tries to overwhelm all others
until it is ripped into feathers

They fight, they clang and clatter
Desparate to see dreams shatter
playing hide and seek, in the sky
blatantly they change faces on the fly

Whosoever wins or loses the game
Life will always witness the mayhem
hate them,curse them, but i cannot ..
In the end,
they are versions of me .. my own lot ...

Q & A

2008-07-16T09:49:00.000-07:00

The mighty writes
The wordy kites
unusual sprites
unknown sites ..
all relate to me
somehow or other ..
And I reply to them ..
with ..
sturdy emotions..
thoughtful motions ..
constructive notions..
and lastly with...
concluding life summations ..

Crimson touch

2008-05-01T19:39:00.000-07:00

Give me your crimson touch
Pure,unadulterated as such
I cant see anything but you
Let me disappear in your hue

That amble in the light drizzle
memories make my nostalgia sizzle
come soak again, in the sweet rain
Let me be euphoric,mad but a li'l sane

I dont mind repeating any metaphor
till it decorates your svelte figure
Just say yes once , once for a life-time
you will glitter,until my last life-dime

Time never borrows ..

2008-04-21T20:13:00.000-07:00

Sorrows are vagaries of fate
Forget,neglect or contemplate
Its the same, isnt it
You just cant twist it

The precious moments of life
Whiz by without a tiny strife
But when the moments freeze
They surround you like grease

How will you narrate your echo
You'll hear sharper replies
Everybody's busy , so busy
Cuddling their own sorrows
Just dont set loose your prize
Anyhow time never borrows ..

A new shore ...

2008-04-16T01:07:00.001-07:00

I will run away
Away away from you
I will die away
Yet so near to you

Its always been the same
My dreams in unbordered frame
Unknowingly edges start distorting
But it manages to cling on
Till it is brutally sting on

You know ? .. You wont like it
But I'll resurrect
These sands will surely find
A new shore,a bit more perfect ..

They say its love....

2008-03-25T07:22:00.000-07:00

A sudden leap and a gracious fleep
My heart awakes from a blinky sleep
Caressing the sky,in dreamy clouds
There she takes me to a magical trip

Moments whiz by,to be cherished night long
Her sweet words hover around like a song
Whole world looks dreamy,fluent and streamy
Who cares now,what's right,what's wrong

They say its love, is it really the same ?
tamarind sweet,serene unblemished flame
encasing the life in a beautiful hem
unknown yet known ,Whom can you blame ?

parody of life ....

2008-03-19T23:36:00.001-07:00

In the serenity of unknown land
I dwell upon the mysterious dreams
The mirage of unconclusive thoughts
I stroll along , a path so long
The Horizon tickles away
And I gasp the air
Begging for one wish

Unleashes the severe weapon
tearing me into pieces
still I keep lurking in vain
Until She rests my notorious head
on her tranquil bosom ...

She...

2008-02-23T05:59:00.000-08:00

That day , I just went for a stroll
A pleasant evening , the moon beaming
Everything looked so fair and neat
or my mood that was so bright
Lazily yet merrily I trotted along
Till I was stunned as by a bong
On the nearby square, it was a lady begger
Pleading for food ,enraged by the hunger so rude
and all the blessings and drama she laid
I just moved off,
Neglecting the seemingly usual lousy charecter
Same events videoplayed next day ,the same chapter
And eventually third too
Unknowingly she looks more n more worn off
And increasingly desparate
By now something had started gnawing me
Unnerving thoughts mauling me
Next morning I went in search of her
and forlorn she was, sitting on the footpath
I awoke her , startlingly she looked up
Next moment she took 20 rs note from me
cried blessings and hurried off to next hotel
And here I was ,
watching them fight for so subtle a pleasure
There she got the meal but was sent out
still happily berserk , she ran back to her resort
And there a blow struck , in the ghostly mirage
A van suddenly passed by
and a life was eaglespead
and with her lay in carcass, the 20 rs
which bargained her life
and my unhuman humanity for the life

untitled ...

2008-02-16T03:37:00.000-08:00

Life is a process , slowly it evolves
Easy , tough , sweet , sour moments
So subtly she dissolves
We just have to live on ... love on ...
Try being a catalyst in else's life
They move on .. life amusingly strolls on ..
Joys and Sorrows,
tangetially they move
on opposite contours
on circle of soul
They never patch up
Their ideas never match up
But you cant catch up
you just get stuck
in its , big round perimeter ...

Ego .......

2008-01-21T23:02:00.000-08:00

He has failed me
Has deceived me
Has insulted me
annoyed the soul out of me

I cant just sit
And sulk over it
Need to kill the culprit
Right here , be it

I could see him smirking
That denounced soul lurking
But he disguised me as friend
couldnt fathom him as a fiend

Clipped are my friends
Buried in memories they were
Under his spells
I am now the mountain
As tall as anything
But dwarfed I am
Because of my deeds
rather due to his filthy seeds

Gone he will be now
Forever, Never to return
Even if he reincarnates,
I will take appropriate turn

So here I am returning to loved ones
clean and holy ,like pious nuns

untitled ...

2008-01-15T22:35:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I feel lost for words
thoughts rampage the mind like swords
There I write feeble scribbles
Some lousy thought mournfully trickles
What happens to serene words then
Where they vanish , Why in vain

Suddenly I encounter them in lost forest
Beautifully straight set on high crest
My gladness oozes out
But they dont identify me
I wonder the hypnotic effect
Is it a mirage ?
But then I come to reality
Its somebody else's peak
They're colors of his winning streak

Aah , I know that guy
But he looks like me only
He turns and tells me
O my friend , dear me ,
Dont be astonished , its your world only
Every moment of this , is woven by you
Just you forget to put animations
And here I do the same for you
It aint any artificial glory , its within you
Just search for pen of your soul
And then you write
See , You'll stand beside me here on top
Your miniscule scribbles also will get a life
And it will surely transpire wonders
People awarding you without a strife ...

What if i worship the devil..

2007-12-17T03:03:00.000-08:00

What if i worship the devil
What if i abandon the holy path
Folks will see me as some filth
Warning me against the holy wrath

nay..I'm no evil you see
Just the religion isnt any sacred for me
Wont it be pleasant to have one deity
No deaths for the sake of sanctimonious duty

Wont the devil be pleased with unhuman deeds
He will reward us with more n more red seeds
What will the gods give us , some punishments ?
Surely he wont applaud for our achievements...

Anyways we are turning into dummy devils
So thought to write beyond mythological quills
Isnt this a great idea ...
If not ... Lets join the hands together..
Treat your fellows as humans ,
In them , search your own idols
Let the good souls resurrect again
Let the bestow ourselves, peace again....

Compromises..

2007-11-02T08:30:00.000-07:00

Life is about compromises , isnt it
Compromise to get something back
Cant forget my 'self' in holy(!) transaction
I'm aware of all the business at the back

But sometimes responsibilties are sweet
At least its meant for some loved one
You dont feel even a minute grain of loss
'Cause the happiness here is mutual one

See i'm compromising my words too
Just to rhyme the vague , illegible letters
Just to write for dear friends
'Cause when they read from heart
My scribbles become pure golden letters .. :)

I know you also feel it ...

2007-10-26T00:10:00.000-07:00

Guard your heart , i may steal it
Hide your love , you may reveal it

Yesterday , I was just sketching your smile
There i grasped ,my jigsaw completes
Something alive was missing in me
Now i see how serenely your soul befits

I want to be with you , weave the life around you
though tranquill my life , i want cute whirlpool named you

Sooo try to guard your heart , i will steal it
Let me be the culprit , i know you also feel it ...

The winds....

2007-10-13T23:16:00.000-07:00

Are the streets looking deserted
Or are you the only cynic around
Has the city become simply derelict
Or you only are lurking behind
Have winds gone drop dead
Or you only are deprived of it

But aye, winds are of no nation
Cant restrict to certain a station
So dont cremate your own winds
Let the soul roam around, in its own aroma
Let the zomby thoughts be left behind

Hey, nothing is impossible , unattainable
You aint a nepolian , but certainly you are able

So plunge in the problems , swim hard
The victory is just a shore away....

the right call

2007-08-19T04:53:00.000-07:00

I will win right here
you guys wont lose either
u thought me an atheist
so deceived you were

i challenged his existance
outwitted holy intelligence
i was declared fallacious
lame, untrue n mallacious

i just wanted to say a thing
humans itself are a god being
just you have to analyse
fathom whose thoughts materialise

dont run after coloured stones
visiting different holy thrones
instead donate to the needed
blessings are godlike if heeded

try to be that ideal soul
name it god , i cry no foul
just its qualities should be real
eye those who hold it for real
their greatness makes u humble
never lets your ego to stumble
that holy day, peace'll bless us all
hope you guys make the right call

The Twins

2007-07-16T00:07:00.000-07:00

Whats it, thats bothering me
not my love,nor the penniless me
Its the scorching fear that exists
of losing against myself
the selfish me, my vicious self

Its for my loved ones i care
hurting them is one act he shouldnt dare
as for him ,only he matters
versus his ambitions, all lie in scatters

but the day'll come soon
against my maligned twin
there i will resurrect
and surely score a win...