Blue - Page 3

Originally posted by: samratrocks

wwow..di

awesommee

just superbb...

where were u dese days??! missed u! reply me in scrappss..!

n abt ur querie-dunno...im nt gud at vm makingg

Originally posted by: itstheclimb

Sanam, your reply made my heart smile. It isn't that my vm is as wonderful as you say BUT rather because your heart found something worthwhile. It is beautiful because you view through the beautiful lens of your heart. Dil se thanks, for in truth my aim was never for praise just the movement of hearts. I can not say that it is anything near as moving as your vms, that always rock my soul! However I never compare just let it be, let it live within its own boundaries. 😃😳

"Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate." It is ignorance is bliss OR to love and lost is better than never loving at all? Even though I would say the second, there is something about that loneliness after having found completeness that scorches our souls as we seek to find peace of mind in and amongst those pieces of our heart.

Sabah, do you know how many times i have watched this vm over and over its BEAUTIFUL, and how you layed out everything its just heartouching, the whole flow of the vm was truly magnificant.I fear you are being too kind. You really are very kind hearted. 😳

In the begining, you voice his despair for her, Do you know how to remove that background score just leaving his dialogues, that BG score detracts from the intensity, I think AND I wished I could have done that. I couldn't find a YT tutorial. 😳asking her not to leave him all alone but she leaves and he becomes lonesome without her as she completed his world...and now it have become empty without her, he lives with her memories in her heart even though its painful, gruesome he still lives because even with her memories he had reasons to live.

Their is angry, pain, hurt, sadness, love everything is there, but she is not there by his side..Sabah you made me all emotional now!

I loved how you you used particular pictures as a reminescent of memories of her for him..and the blue - ish effect just perfect for it...its all so sad like as if the color is washing down on me..its weird but watching i felt his loneliness...which means you have done an amazing job at this vm.
Sanam, you understood exactly what I wished to say. In the beginning, that flashback, where all is black and white, that moment he loses her, even after laying open his vulnerability, JUST like we feel at that moment in the aftermath of defeat, that ALL the colour has gone from our world. Yet that blue aura that becomes to bleed through, bleach our moods.

However this was my point, that our moods, just like colours were always present before too, just in different intensities. That one day we realize that we can not get over it or move on without a sentiment, without sadness or the colour blue, it is a part of our world, as it always was. True it is a little more vivid, more fierce, fervid but it it can not be separated from us. In this way we learn to carry it with us, and in this way we begin to heal.

That was my sliver lining. That last KJ moment, after those differentiating pictures,that slow, jagged jolt back to reality, accepting reality, IT IS not blue tinged, for that blue has merged back within his soul, merged back into his world, so that he now moves on WITH his memories, NOT in spite or despite them, BUT because of them. 😳 I know explaining my vm is cheating, for it should speak for itself BUT you really are the only one who understood where I was trying to guide hearts to (Muskan's review is pending)

And at the end with him there in the rain all alone... i think i will actually cry now because his love so true so much hope is still there but so much pain and loneliness is there also...You have truly created a masterpiece through this. You know there is something about carrying the hurt, the pain with you that I love. It isn't about being a martyr or unable to move on BUT rather it is about the strength to feel the depth of love by feeling the depth of its hurt too. True courage, or rather that strength of courage, is not found through victory BUT rather through rising to fight again after a defeat.

That brightness of the colour in those scenes with Nupur are so beautiful because blue is present there too. We must learn to love openly even if vulnerably, so that our world is bright and colourful to THAT intensity EVEN at the risk, the cost of the loneliness that may befall us, for in truthwhat is the worth of one moment of happiness?

I really wished you could have entered this because it matched the theme so perfectly..but its fine because i still got to see your creation and in my eyes you have already won the prize for creating this piece Sabah. Sanam, your reply is enough, actually it is everything! In truth my shoddy editing, and lack of technical effects and slightly hazy meaning and muddles piecing together really isn't up to IF standards. HOWEVER, I loved that you understood what I tried to do and EVEN more than that you allowed your beautiful heart to flow there. I am indebted. With much love, Sabah 😳

Sanam.

Originally posted by: a little faith

Aashi, you know I never like to oblige friends into reviewing my works BUT there are some people whom I wish would grace me with that favour. You are one of them. I really means a lot that you watched it.😳

Well actually there is history behind this, On Friday, I tried using WMM and got so frustrated that I deleted it off my hard drive, ending my wm career BUT my sister was so upset at my quitting that she got me Sony Vegas Pro 9 yesterday and with the help of Youtube tutorials I made this.

If you need links for Vegas, then let me know OR there is this thread,

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/38104583

Or I can ask my sister. Just let me know.

With much love, Sabah

Originally posted by: TheWandmaker

Hey Sabah 🤗 Zeejay, I kind of feel bad that I may have obliged you AND I hate obliging my friends, for I love you for yourself NOT for those things you do for me. HOWEVER, I love your reply and I am glad I had a chance to read your thoughts. 😳

So here I am 😳 Well where to start ? Firstly i was pleasantly surprised tht u make VM's =)Actually this is only my second one. After one year hiatus. I am not a fan of vming making JUST the vms. 😆

Coming to Blue..I really liked it..m not a VM-maker but from what i gather its a tough Job, n u hv done some amazing work...Beautiful narration n selection of scenes 👏 ⭐️Initially Mayank's voiceover telling Nupur to Stay..ah Arjun has tht voice which would carry al the way to my heart..It created an impact, Good beginning =) I wish I could have removed that background score and left just Mayank's dialogues, I think the score detracts from that moment. I loved that moment too, that moment when you let go of your soul and offer your heart openly. It is akin to being naked. It reminds me of one of my favourite poems. Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams

Dhruv-Nupur smiling with arms around each other walk away, Mayank..angry..troubled- she knws tht she turned, he does too, he saw her turn. Yes, I am glad you caught that, DESPITE my shoddy editing. Very poorly done. 😳

Agony- Mayank punching the Bag..which inturn hits him..anger again.. Flashbacks of them together...tellin His cherished tale..his past... u tried to convey his side of story and connect viewers..and when the message had been passed...there's a Stillness in which u give words to his inner dilemma- How do u get past this? A very good question, something which settles in somewhere, food for though but u answered It in words...You dont. Acceptance In the rain, he closed his eyes n saw her there in his arms..a Happy Memory..the various tangles in his mind are being washed away by the rain n now all tht is left is an emptiness..The end had a finish...specially the sound of rain..nicely done. I love, just loved this interpretation. Although in all honesty I did not create to have such meaning, BUT I am glad you found it there.

I have always loved the theme of Gunjan and rain & Mayank and rain, in MJHT. Gunjan's promo entrance showed her with an umbrella, shielding herself from it 'touching her' and her transformation to that beautiful scene where she allows herself to become drenched in it, as she did with Samrat's love. I love how in nature we are made up of earth and water, like the planet. Once a scholar noted that light penetrates water but not earth. In this way we too are made from that which allows light in and parts that do not allow light in. This metaphor of the weather, or rain pours through SaJan's story. As we mentioned before the promo where Gunjan protects herself from the harshness of a cold world but thereby also protects herself from the pleasures of the earth. Then Samrat comes opening her heart, mind and soul to its wonders, so she abandons the umbrella and lets herself become soaked.

That Rose day, when she thought is was a declaration of love, she let herself drown, right until she saw those colours of petals. Then the pool party, when Samrat forced nature to shower her, in the pink of blossoming love. Then after court party, the glittering of falling stars entrance as destiny illuminated to Samrat the light that had always been shining in front of him. Then that PBM, finally that shower of petals over flowing in the red of Samrat's bursting, beating, overwhelming love. Then finally as your vm showed they Finally the night they came together, in the rain, NO UMBRELLAS IN SIGHT!

Then then final shower of blossoming love, those tress naturally showering them in their own haya. Proving to me, that true love can not be forced, it flows naturally, like the stages of SaJan, we must just trust destiny and become drenched in true love! Drenched in Sajan!

Here I see love being that light, that Mayank finally allows to permeate deep into his soul, his bones and his very being. HOWEVER, it is quite a contrast to your interpretation of my vm AND as I said, I never envisioned it as such. However I truly do love the view you framed for me.

U portrayed the heartbreak really well..and the message (wat i gather) Bad things Happen with everyone and so happened to Mayank...he was pained n broken...and with time he learned to accept it...take in the loneliness,but even then there was a void in his heart...which even the heavy pit-patter of the rain cudnt fill in..smthin tht wud stay forever..Rain to me symbolises pain n gloom

The use of color blue n the title r quite intriguing, the colour blue usually depicts peace n calm while here its sumthin totally different..But often people use it to express sadness..'m feeling blue today' ... is tht the connection..please shed some light =)

For me the best art is that which allows the audience to illuminate nuances within a vagueness by the light refracted through their heart's whims and desires. I truly did like your view of my vm AND you can leave it there, for it is beautiful. However I add an elucidation because you ask, although a vm should really speak for itself.

In the beginning, that flashback, where all is black and white, that moment he loses her, even after laying open his vulnerability, JUST like we feel at that moment in the aftermath of defeat, that ALL the colour has gone from our world. Yet that blue aura that becomes to bleed through, bleach our moods.

However this was my point, that our moods, just like colours were always present before too, just in different intensities. That one day we realize that we can not get over it or move on without a sentiment, without sadness or the colour blue, it is a part of our world, as it always was. True it is a little more vivid, more fierce, fervid but it it can not be separated from us. In this way we learn to carry it with us, and in this way we begin to heal.

That brightness of the colour in those scenes with Nupur are so beautiful because blue is present there too. We must learn to love openly even if vulnerably, so that our world is bright and colourful to THAT intensity EVEN at the risk, the cost of the loneliness that may befall us, for in truthwhat is the worth of one moment of happiness?

That was my sliver lining. That last KJ moment, after those differentiating pictures,that slow, jagged jolt back to reality, accepting reality, IT IS not blue tinged, for that blue has merged back within his soul, merged back into his world, so that he now moves on WITH his memories, NOT in spite or despite them, BUT because of them.

Luv

ZeeJay! =)With much sincere love, Sabah

Originally posted by: a little faith