Che..

This word though not spoken very often within a campus is powerful enough to instigate the rebellious oneself within. During my undergraduate life, I have come across a particular picture which displays an awakened thoughtful man on a red background with long hairs emerging out from his berets with a metal star and disordered growth of beard and mustache. I guess all those who display this picture on the name of some impractical manifesto and boasts too much about revolutions and new beginnings do have the same knowledge about him as I have and i.e., just the name Che Guevara.

During the youthful college days, one loves to advertise bombastically about the Hollywood movies being listed in the imbd top rated movies. Its even considered a prestige and pride to represent oneself as a catalog of the Hollywood. Being one among them, one fine morning I myself determined to catch up with others to talk about English movies and westernize myself to a bit. The search for movies started and the race began. Gradually I realized that some of the western movies do make some sense and has got something uncommon which lacks among the local stuff. Eventually it added in me some genuine sense to enjoy the western touch and to go furthermore beyond the Hollywood to experience the craft of latin american, central european and east asian stuffs which really is noteworthy. Throughout my refined search for exceptional works and my special affinity towards motorcycles and motorcycle rides, a particular title caught my attention and tempted me to go for it, The motorcycle diaries.

I didn't believe there would exist a movie or which can become popular which sympathize a person having ideologies against the west. But this one really surprised me. This Spanish movie is really inspiring and can be felt interesting to all irrespective of the ideological beliefs one has and its will be a cache of energy for all motorcycle lovers, diplomats, strangely to guerrillas, sympathizers, lone travelers etc etc. Though a movie is exiguous to narrate the story of Ernesto Che Guevara, this can at least help a group of ignorant rebellious youth to know more than a name.

A Rich guy

I wish I could become a rich guy one day but unsure of the way I will be using the money which I hold that day. These thoughts eats away most of my useful time thinking how to use the money which I will see one day ,with a feeling of proud, in my account with too many zeros left behind a digit. Too hard to avoid these useless stuffs, even if God Almighty commands for it. But somehow I got a feeling that these silly thoughts might be one of the steps in reaching every milestones. Cant deject the fact that one day some person around this globe may find my name in the global economic market.