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A tennis ball has fallen into an open sewer; the question arises, “Who picks up the ball?” This is an interaction between two kids.
Why this film is important?
“Balls” is a short reflection from my memory, when I was a kid. I believe that most of us growing up in India, had a few bounds based on our caste, religion and social-economic status. Being a kid and granted protection from our family, we’ve been learning and putting everything we’ve learned to practice. Once such instance, untouchability or discrimination of caste/race was one of the rules in the rule book of our home. Some of my friends were not allowed to come inside the house, I was told not to have food in my friend's home, I always had to find an old plastic bottle to fetch water for workers.
Growing up with these ideas, I realized that our opinions about others draws its conclusions from the rule book of caste and race. I could reflect all of these practices and modes of thought later in my adulthood.
About the short-film
This short is exploring one such incident. A tennis ball has fallen into an open sewer; the question arises, “Who picks up the ball?”. This interaction is between two kids who are on different sides of the open sewer. There lies a divide between them and “untouchability” is one among the rules which direct his thoughts.
An eight-year-old kid, who could only derive conclusions that align with his family, faces a challenge.
The question is “If I get the ball out of the sewer, can I touch it?”
Why this film has to be made?
A country like India is facing a divide in terms of religion and race, but this has been in different forms all across the globe. When we talk about religion as a major divide amongst people, there’s more when it comes to caste, race, social and economic status. In India, people are identified by their race and religion; growing up in a privileged family, I have been relearning and being vocal about it.
In recent times a lot of people lost their lives, their livelihood and hope. There is always horror in the news, the ferocity of hatred has shot down peace. Discrimination of blood is leading to blood on the streets.
I hope to voice my realization and visualize the same in this short film. If we can learn, certainly we can relearn for the better.
The funds
The funds collected will be utilized for the production of the film. Since this is an independent project, I wish to take absolute freedom in terms of art and craft. You would be a supporter for this project, who helped me to realize this project.
“Balls” is a short reflection from my memory, when I was a kid. I believe that most of us growing up in India, had a few bounds based on our caste, religion and social-economic status. Being a kid and granted protection from our family, we’ve been learning and putting everything we’ve learned to practice. Once such instance, untouchability or discrimination of caste/race was one of the rules in the rule book of our home. Some of my friends were not allowed to come inside the house, I was told not to have food in my friend's home, I always had to find an old plastic bottle to fetch water for workers.
Growing up with these ideas, I realized that our opinions about others draws its conclusions from the rule book of caste and race. I could reflect all of these practices and modes of thought later in my adulthood.
About the short-film
This short is exploring one such incident. A tennis ball has fallen into an open sewer; the question arises, “Who picks up the ball?”. This interaction is between two kids who are on different sides of the open sewer. There lies a divide between them and “untouchability” is one among the rules which direct his thoughts.
An eight-year-old kid, who could only derive conclusions that align with his family, faces a challenge.
The question is “If I get the ball out of the sewer, can I touch it?”
Why this film has to be made?
A country like India is facing a divide in terms of religion and race, but this has been in different forms all across the globe. When we talk about religion as a major divide amongst people, there’s more when it comes to caste, race, social and economic status. In India, people are identified by their race and religion; growing up in a privileged family, I have been relearning and being vocal about it.
In recent times a lot of people lost their lives, their livelihood and hope. There is always horror in the news, the ferocity of hatred has shot down peace. Discrimination of blood is leading to blood on the streets.
I hope to voice my realization and visualize the same in this short film. If we can learn, certainly we can relearn for the better.
The funds
The funds collected will be utilized for the production of the film. Since this is an independent project, I wish to take absolute freedom in terms of art and craft. You would be a supporter for this project, who helped me to realize this project.
The funds will cover all costs bared by the production of the film, such as rentals of equipment, payroll for technicians, crew, film editing, film sound design, and grading the film. I'm looking forward to submit this film to a few handpicked film festivals.
