Actually I am laughing, NOT at you but myself. Have I become a one hit wonder?
Who never had a hit?
So is this more a cult following?
A following of one?
That doesn't even make a queue!
Regardless, you honour me, and I can not scoff without throwing dirt upon your kindness which I would never do even if unintentionally, so I most humbly accept this nomination
for until you finally find that favourite that is worthy of your love. In short, it will do for now. Mar jaawaan
I loved that opening scene, the contrasting moods all meshing into one blurry haze, like waking up from a dream that might have been a nightmare, as that sinking feeling dissipates from your mind and yet lingers on in your heart. I loved that rounded fade of the scene, normally against a rosy or golden tinted backdrop to signify a dream or fond memory but you excellently use black to throw us off tilt, preparing us for SG but not as we remember it.
That first shot of the rose, the fight over it, as Gunjan fights against her feelings too, her fight against fighting for her red rose, her love.
You excellently selected that heart twisting, or as Temperance states heart crushing (for hearts are not bone and so do not break but can only be squeezed through excessive force, whether physical or emotional.) shot of Gunjan, excellently portrayed by Sanaya. The paradox of the lyrics, mar jaawaan, as she silently, walks the halls like a ghost, her pain unnoticed by all.
Kankshita, JUST OUTSTANDING!
Then again excellent selection of that scene of Gunjan's @0:13 her haunting look, with a hint of long forgotten Arziyaan, timed and edited perfectly just after tere ishq pe...
then colliding against as well as with that most subtle rue, mar jaawaan
sung by the singer with that elongated yearn. Just stupendous.
That moment suffuses through the rest, so that it permeates Gunjan's happiness @)0:17 - 18, her smile, so that even though we can not see her heart ache, we feel it through that smile. That was just outstanding! It is no small feat, to take a scene and layer upon it a new meaning,
which I have seen the best of vm makers do, and the rest never or rarely. Kankshita, excellently done.
Then that crash of music, synchronized perfectly with their first crash! As the melody uplifts and you select and edit happier moments, but even the male singer's relatively joyful tone begins to falter, as the female singer's aura taints his tone @0:42, beautifully caught by you as you subtly change tone too, bringing in that motif of love forever lost, that never was given a chance, as she holds that yellow flower in her hand, sending us back to that pain of the opening scene and her desire for that red rose of love. So that those past scenes of happiness now become tainted too by this melancholy. Kankshita, excellently done!
I loved, just loved, that edited, choreographed scene from @0:43 to 0:47 against that lingering yearning line of the song, with no discernible lyrics, just the white noise of heart ache, that sounds so mellifluous to people who have known its state.
Even if you believe your technical skills are still amateur (although I could not discern such, although I really am no professional judge) I must add that with all vms it is in the details that lies their greatness and this was fantastic. Kankshita was beautiful, in every sense of the word, in every language and all connotations. It is like that hand made gift from your sister's kid, so crudely made but full of sincere love and thereby priceless and precious. Just beautiful.
Love the soon to be forgotten, forsaken, forlorn one hit wonder, Sabah
Edited by a little faith - 20 May 2011 at 11:02am