Dark deeds in white attire- Rajneeti

Watched Rajneeti yesterday. After Anushka Sharma’s first movie, ‘Rab ne bana di jodi’, this is the movie I have watched in theater and found it really worth watching. This is the film where love has nothing to do with. In fact, love is a game here and politics is everything. Even more than ‘Mother’s love’. (Relations ki to watt lag gai! Koi b kahi b kisi k b saath…kuch b.)

I've never interested in politics. Prakash Jha's Raajneeti talks of warring cousins to attain power in their political party. To me, Raajneeti is a true human drama, a complex game that politicians indulge in to achieve power and how this greed wraps them into the dark world.
Raajneeti is not only 'Mahabharata', but also reminds of Gandhi family’s history. In fact, the story alters constantly, separating in a twisting manner and speed... so much that you don't know what's gonna happen next. Full of action and diplomacy.

Arjun played a terrific performance like an untamed lion and Katrina was just opp regarding acting. She was actually “Acting” not playing any role. Jabardasti…natak!!!

Manoj was quite over reacting and okay!!!…he was fit at his role. He plays the evil and alcoholic part beautifully. Hahahahaha. Any way…

Going to listen to one of it’s songs…"Mora piya.."

La..lalala..lala..lala….

Oh!!
Byeeee….

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