It's been three months since Gully Boy
released and till then I have been longing for watching it like a
thirsty bird amidst the scorching heat of summer. But several obstacles
have acted as thorns of cactus all over my path to get my mission
accomplished. Nevertheless I have been succeeded to watch it on
yesterday on television finally. Let me tell you, I couldn't get a
single excuse to go to the loo for it being so gripping. Let's sail from
the very origin.
Gully
Boy is basically a story of an young, shy boy from the largest slum of
India, Dharavi, who despite being a driver out of compulsion, rears an
aspiring mind to accomplish his dormant ambition of becoming a Rapper.
Though people surrounding him even his family members often admonish him
regarding his current social status and disapprove his dream, he never
yields in, rather he murmurs, "Apna time ayega". It is a story which
displays the upgrade and downgrade of Gully Boy, Murad's life graph, how
he weaves in several realistic lyrics on his own and transforms them
into hard raps and finally gives them shape which steal hearts of
millions and transforms his fate forever. Throughout his entire journey
he encountered with some beautiful minds, which cooperated him to ride
his ladder
of success. Especially his childhood friends and last but not the least
his long time sweet heart though a little bully Alia. Alia has
transcended her performance by her extraordinary skills beyond Ranveer
to my opinion. Ranveer's acting can be undoubtedly discovered as
matured, restrained, entirely different from his previous endeavors but
still I would say, Alia has surpassed him through her phenomenal acting
efficiency. This girl is honing her acting capabilities day by day I
must say. However, overall I thoroughly basked in witnessing this
extraordinary production by Zoya Akhtar, who has always been proved
herself to be an intelligent director. I definitely recommend everyone
out there to hold a schedule and experience this outstanding creation in television.
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