In a land far scarred away, laws were arranged and verdicts deranged. While those elected-to-power always relaxed, their subjects toiled and taxed. Life expectancy of women and children declined drastically owing to an incurable and widespread endemic raging far and wide from the suburban streets of Bandra to (B)east Delhi; all this while, the law was doctored to take its own course. Women were commoditized and perishable. Sometimes in the screw spirit of aesthetics by those who claimed to be Men; on all other occasions, owing to the commoditization agreed upon their own accord. A story began to invent itself in the land. Far scarred away.

I see Her. Here. There. Everywhere. she manifests herself in many forms. she is longed for in the wailings of a newborn baby. she exudes beauty of a bride. she lives in the simplicity of thoughts. she resides in the purity of virtue. she nurtures with the strength of Nature. she spreads radiance like the sun. In a remote village. In a small town. City. One household. All square meals. Every day. Bags on both the shoulders laden with all the essentials. A couple more tightly clenched in her fists. she never fails to smile even after having traversed many an extra mile. she doesn't blink an eye even if she turns from 'I' to 'i'. It’s time she is accorded the respect that She rightly deserves. Mother. Wife. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Colleague. We, men it owe all to YOU. men. Here. There. Everywhere.

I see Her. Here. There. Everywhere. she manifests herself in many forms. she is longed for in the wailings of a newborn baby. she exudes beauty of a bride. she lives in the simplicity of thoughts. she resides in the purity of virtue. she nurtures with the strength of Nature. she spreads radiance like the sun. In a remote village. In a small town. City. One household. All square meals. Every day. Bags on both the shoulders laden with all the essentials. A couple more tightly clenched in her fists. she never fails to smile even after having traversed many an extra mile. she doesn't blink an eye even if she turns from 'I' to 'i'. It’s time she is accorded the respect that She rightly deserves. Mother. Wife. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Colleague. We, men it owe all to YOU. men. Here. There. Everywhere.

All those over-9 and under-19, it's extremely important to know the Game (?); even more important is to know the Gentlemen who play it; to start with, always appear Busy See I; complete knowledge about hair styles, a fair-and-lend-some complexion (!) and brand of clothing and sunglasses etc to be worn on and off-the-field are important - they pave way for advertising endorsements and reality shows during the cricketing career and after wards, too, when all SEAMS Over; Man, a well-toned torso helps to showcase your potential as an actor when the shirt comes off after a Cuppa's victory; throw in a googly of acting and it helps you be in touch with the film industry to play cameos in movies when you're clean old - in fact, proximity to the film and television industry when married (once, twice, thrice or Four and Six on the Sore Bored!) might be an even better proposition to remarry your favorite actress heart-throb for whom you would have otherwise only Longed On as a simpleton; by the way, those looking to score many Runs jee, there are many "Stands" to gain from the upcoming High-Fee-L Season!

Mr.Verma, Sir, Just is, when men clearly know women's rights of speech, movement and expression and women treat each other and the essence of womanhood with respect and dignity; where objectification of a woman is not described in as explicitly an implicit term as HOT; where men and women keep away from making style (?) statements by addressing and impressing upon others by usage of such abusive words as "B****" or a "son-of-a-b****"; where aesthetics in art and cinema depict the existing reality which (still!) holds that (covered!) clothing maketh a complete man and WOMAN, and where women don't reveal themselves as an "item" that's always ready for a swansong! Just. Is.

Kamal Hai Son, on the one hand we promote the 100-crore faces of a Global India, and on the other hand we ban 'Vishwaroopam'! After all the Jhamela Nadu in the South, one hears of UP North getting ready for A'kalesh'; but Anna, you don't worry, Sarika sari audiences are with you! By the way, we are curious to know if she was indeed 'J', Jayalalitha? After all, she didn't show yum Karuna Didi?! She did? Yenna rascala, find it!

Foreign locales. VFX. Special effects. 3D effects. Remixed versions of all blasts-from-the-past-that-still-last. Award-winning Singers, Song-writers, Cameraman, Director and Make-up artists. Three actors, with their eight-pack abs being the (only) expression for a lasting impression. Six leading actresses who readily agreed to any and all type of aesthetically-shot Murder-Jismic scenes, with a firm commitment to "pout" all their vast experience by gyrating on item songs - after all, they shed inhibitions to an extent that these days even the camera feels shy to face them! So, Sir, finally, the "picchar" is ready to be shot; it would gross atleast 200 crore worldwide! Great! What about the dialogues? Story? Sir, while these would be a copy left right of a locally regional English film, our Public Relations team would ensure to "maintain the basic essence and originality of OUR script"!