Oh, Moon
Wandering veiled in the dark reaches of the night
Leave, for this ghetto is not worthy of you.
This ghetto, where in the dead of the night,
Honour is auctioned away;
Where human beings are just another currency,
And love is a dishonoured word.
Where is it always the season of tyranny;
And nothing but the agony of torture
Where the children of poor;
From birth to eventual manhood,
Only hear the singular pounding of the looms,
Like a mother’s lullaby.
Oh moon,
Wandering veiled in the dark reaches of the night
Leave my ghetto.
(The transliteration of the above Urdu poem)
This movie is one of those movies, which make you realize how the magic of cinema enthralls us and how the fascination of reel life allows us a portal of sorts from the perils of everyday lives. Superman of Malegaon like Scorsese's Hugo, celebrates cinema.
P.S.Here are fifty reasons why you should watch the movie.
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