Just like any other budding writer or thinker, in its infancy, my writing revolved only around metaphors and being overly creative. The righteousness portrayed in these movies instilled a belief that my expressions held sanctity and should be channelized, and I delved into the writing business. Movies like Serpico, Taxi Driver, and Schindler’s list vindicated the rebellious streak and compassion that I withheld for a long time. I got thoroughly exposed to classic American Cinema, and it was extremely cathartic for me. I believe that college life is a beautiful convergence of eccentric personalities which triggers a drastic change. As far as I remember, playing cricket intensively, mimicry, and imitating musical tunes on an old keyboard of mine were my sources to experience an emotional stimulation, and the rest of my time was consumed being a uni-dimensional academic chap. Being an ‘introvertish rebel’, it didn’t help my cause either. There was no exposure to literature or a cinematic brilliance to take me beyond the walls of orthodoxy, and it had to do with my ignorance more than anything else. During my adolescent days, any kind of self-expression never really flourished. I could feel certain rebellious expressions stacking up within me. I was a pretty shy and reluctant kid, and as far as I remember, I use to feel as if I was trapped within the walls of orthodoxy.
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