Poster of my documentary film "beyond CHAKRI"
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Nanook of the North (also known as Nanook of the North: A Story Of Life and Love In the Actual Arctic) is a 1922 silent documentary film by Robert J. Flaherty. In the tradition of what would later be called salvage ethnography, Flaherty captured the struggles of the Inuk Nanook and his family in the Canadian Arctic. The film is considered the first feature-length documentary, though Flaherty has been criticized for staging several sequences and thereby distorting the reality of his subjects' lives.
In 1989, this film was one of the first 25 films to be selected for preservation in the United States National Film Registry by the Library of Congress as being "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant".
Friday, May 04, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
WHY SHOULD I......
Why should i think of bad or good,
and head towards to sainthood
Why to think of loss or gain,
happiness is nothing without pain
accident happen everyday,
when a person dies he was good everybody say
But i don't want to be called good when i am dead,
i don't want to be a nice guy and go to heaven as they said
I want to defy the rule of society and religion,
life is short and i want to have fun.
and head towards to sainthood
Why to think of loss or gain,
happiness is nothing without pain
accident happen everyday,
when a person dies he was good everybody say
But i don't want to be called good when i am dead,
i don't want to be a nice guy and go to heaven as they said
I want to defy the rule of society and religion,
life is short and i want to have fun.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Monday, August 08, 2011
Monday, May 17, 2010
FILMOGRAPHY
SO FAR
1. For a few rupees more(2004)
A short documentary about labour in Kashmir.
2. Some return as roses(2006)
A documentary film on great Kashmir poet, Rasul Mir.
3. Intezaar(2009)
Kashmiri music album.
WORKING ON
1. Habba Khatoon and the mystery.
Documentary on mystery about great Kashmir poetess Habba Khatoon's existence.
2. Saints & seers
A documentary on saints in Kashmir & faith of the people in them.
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HELLO
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Hope u will check them.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Char Chinari
Char Chinari from Riyaz ali magray on Vimeo.
A short film about char chinar for local cable channel.
A short film about char chinar for local cable channel.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
MAKING A GOOD FILM......
Making a good film is rather like learning to write the good English.We talk of the universal language of moving pictures and, like any language, film has its own grammar. Individual shots are like sentence, and sequence of shots are like paragraph.The whole film is like a magazine article or short story.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Monday, June 01, 2009
Search for myself
This note about search for myself.
I oscillate between two places.
One : BULBUL BAGH, BARZULLA, SRINAGAR
Place where i am born & brought-up. Here i spent my childhood.Playing with my friends.Pranks on my neighbors.Studying in a best school.
Though i spent my entire life here yet i feel like a stranger.
Two: MANDIPORA, DORU,ANANTNAG
Village where my ancestral lived from ages.My great grandfather,my grandfather,my father,my uncles,my aunts,my kins & kith.
Though people of this village are strangers yet i feel some strong bond with them.
My parents migrated to city for a decent life, better job opportunity & quality education for me & my sisters.
I feel village has disown me & city has yet to accept me.
I have lost my identity.
My life is at a crossroad.
I am plagued by a question of identity & search for myself.
But someday, i will find where i really belong to & who i am.
I oscillate between two places.
One : BULBUL BAGH, BARZULLA, SRINAGAR
Place where i am born & brought-up. Here i spent my childhood.Playing with my friends.Pranks on my neighbors.Studying in a best school.
Though i spent my entire life here yet i feel like a stranger.
Two: MANDIPORA, DORU,ANANTNAG
Village where my ancestral lived from ages.My great grandfather,my grandfather,my father,my uncles,my aunts,my kins & kith.
Though people of this village are strangers yet i feel some strong bond with them.
My parents migrated to city for a decent life, better job opportunity & quality education for me & my sisters.
I feel village has disown me & city has yet to accept me.
I have lost my identity.
My life is at a crossroad.
I am plagued by a question of identity & search for myself.
But someday, i will find where i really belong to & who i am.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Mem-oir
It has been long since i passed Burn Hall but i still remember my first day at school when my parents left me at gate of my school.It just seems tomorrow. For me, Burn Hall days were the most precious of my memories. Those are the best part of my life.
Burn Hall has been home to generation for doctors, engineers, lawyers,scientist, entrepreneurs, politicians and many more.
White shirt, Grey pant, black & white stripe tie,black shoe, blue blazer in winter, school anthem,classmate and playing pranks on teachers still linger in mind.Those corridor,classroom,fancy dress competition,growing & grasping,friendship formed for a lifetime.I wish i could turn the clock back.
I still remember my last day at school when most of my friend parted away to follow their dream.
I will always love Burn Hall, my school, which gave me so much & left me wanting so much more. It have been long time since i have left Burn Hall but Burn Hall have not left me.
Burn Hall has been home to generation for doctors, engineers, lawyers,scientist, entrepreneurs, politicians and many more.
White shirt, Grey pant, black & white stripe tie,black shoe, blue blazer in winter, school anthem,classmate and playing pranks on teachers still linger in mind.Those corridor,classroom,fancy dress competition,growing & grasping,friendship formed for a lifetime.I wish i could turn the clock back.
I still remember my last day at school when most of my friend parted away to follow their dream.
I will always love Burn Hall, my school, which gave me so much & left me wanting so much more. It have been long time since i have left Burn Hall but Burn Hall have not left me.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Read somewhere
May god bless u with the foolishness to think that you can make difference in the world, so that u will do the things which others tell u cannot be done.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Sunday, December 14, 2008
IN WINTER TIMES
Its chilly outside.Streets are lazy.Whole valley is moving at slow pace.Most people wearing pheran and having kangri.
All i want to do is stay inside,watch idiot box all day, surfing the channels and having hot cup of tea.........
........Presently, its 6.56 pm and i am watching movie "Home of the brave" which have just start. Hope it is good. Movie is all about 3 soldiers struggle to re-adjust to life at home after returning from Iraq war.
Light have gone again making me mad. I am waiting for light to come so i can watch the movie though i have missed most part.
All i want to do is stay inside,watch idiot box all day, surfing the channels and having hot cup of tea.........
........Presently, its 6.56 pm and i am watching movie "Home of the brave" which have just start. Hope it is good. Movie is all about 3 soldiers struggle to re-adjust to life at home after returning from Iraq war.
Light have gone again making me mad. I am waiting for light to come so i can watch the movie though i have missed most part.
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