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Newton: A Perspective

A hero can be anyone, even a man doing something as simple and reassuring as putting a coat around a young boy’s shoulders to let him know the world hadn’t ended.
                    -Batman, The Dark Knight Rises


Newton is a story that resonates with this quote. Its a story of a common man who sets on a mission to conduct fair elections in Konar, Chattisgarh amidst resistance from maoists and naxalites. Pairing up with corrupt government officials and promising yet indifferent co-workers, honesty and perseverance are Newton’s best allies.

With Cynicism and scepticism ruling the day and a vote count as meagre as seventy six. Newton quickly realises that he has to get things in order. He tries to educate the oppressed villagers about election who have already given up on the government, but is shoved aside by the security head who says voting machine is a toy and election is a lottery.

Great work takes time, even this forest took years to grow.” He is reminded by Malko his colleague. But he doesn’t lets his guard down and in a bid to save the day goes all out by wearing his honesty on his sleeves.

Newton is a great movie to watch portraying the conflict torn jungles of Chattisgarh from Newton’s lens. Along the way it teaches us life is not just about good or bad, zero or one. It is about having a perspective. The oppressed villagers, the service men have their share of woes and our protagonist with his idealism, all come from a different walk of life, each having a perspective and no one seems to be wrong in his own way.

It also teaches us that even though idealists are poster boys of all the banter we shouldn’t give up on the idea of fair and just world because positivity and a can do attitude can transform
the world.

And in the end, what do Heroes teach us? They teach us to hang in there a minute longer.





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