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Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Macaulay , Pioneer of Indian Modernization- Zareer Masani

Posted on 03:16 by Unknown
After the history books in school where one became acquainted with British officials Robert Clive, Warren Hastings, William Bentinck, Thomas Macaulay - I revisited that part of my history again thanks to Harsha who insisted that I read about Macaulay. Zareer Masani's book recreates the person that Thomas Babington Macaulay (1800-1859) was and the impact he made (if I am writing this blog in English and if you're an Indian reading it in English, we have Macaulay to thank for as the blurb on the book goes - he was the champion of making English the medium of instruction and introducing western education in schools in India). Macaulay learned languages at a rapid pace, memorised many details, read a lot, wrote abundantly, spoke voluminously, convincingly, had a vision and worked as hard as any to rise from a common and humble background to the higher echelons of British society. He served as Secretary at War and as Paymaster General. In later years he was a regular on the list of the Queen's parties.
Vintage Books, 269 p, Rs. 450

Macaulay apparently showed signs of his extraordinary talent in his childhood - and Masani begins his story being known as Clever Tom. He must have done more than the average clever things but one thing he could do well was write very convincingly. He wrote much to his sisters, of whom Hannah and Margaret, were very close to him and from their letters Masani recreates the man from his private writings. A bachelor all his life, Macaulay spent much time in the company of his sisters, even forcing Hannah to accompany him to india where she met her husband Trevelyan. A sharp mind, a powerful speaker, a clear thinker and a belligerent attitude made Macaulay scale the highs of officialdom without any special connections with the higher classes. His Indian trip earned him much money and he was finally a rich man from his travels, his posts in the Government, his own prudence with money and to top it all, royalties and advances from publishers for his writings - a collection of poems and his magnum opus, 'History', which apparently sold next only to the Bible those days, selling upwards of 100, 000 copies! Staggering stuff.

Anyway Macaulay had some fine arguments about educating the locals in India as he felt that the British should not fear loss of control over the locals - it is better to educate them, he argued. And from that line of thought emerged the Minute which proposed English as a medium of instruction and which reduced the barriers between not just Indians themselves, but Indians and the British and now the world. It is interesting to see India through the eyes of the British official - his trip to Ooty from Chennai taking some months as he had to be carried over in a palanquin. His exposure to the double standards and hypocricy of the babus, his dislike of Indian food and fruit, even culture, and funnily his quick adjustment to the Indian weather and food - he fell ill only once, a mild fever that lasted a few hours.

Macaulay was an intelligent man and craved for intelligent company and conversations and certainly did not suffer fools. Among the people he really loved were his two sisters, of whom Margaret died pretty early when he was in India, and Hannah who was his companion for most of his life. There seems to be no love interest in his life. A lonely life otherwise, one that he filled with work, books, writing and conversations, Macaulay made some hefty contributions especially in India. He played a big role in introduction of English and western concepts in Indian education, replacement of Persian by English as official language and trained English speaking Indians as teachers. His Minute on Indian Education in February 1935 is a famous document which is still discussed and researched. His contribution to the Penal Code as Member of the Law Commission was also significant. Much of his Penal Code is followed in British colonies till date.

For someone so well read, well spoken and intelligent Macaulay was considered uncouth by the high society in London. He did not care much for them either, preferring to dine quietly with his friends and family. But good to see things from the other point of view. What amazes me is the ease with which all these foreign powers came, mingled, settled down and then ruled. Bribe a few, fight a few, and they were in. And started controlling kingdoms, cultures. Fascinating people. I found many names that are now used for places - Auckland, Lansdowne were two of them.
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Tuesday, 10 September 2013

The Ideal PM

Posted on 04:26 by Unknown
It was interesting to see Prime Minister Manmohan Singh's endorsement of Rahul Gandhi as the ideal PM after 2014. I am not aware if Mr. Singh  elucidated any special qualities that Rahul Gandi possesses which make him the ideal PM of the largest democracy in the world. For someone in such a responsible post to endorse someone so strongly, specially someone as erudite as the present PM, it takes a lot. It is the kind of a statement that forces us to think about two things - whether there are some unknown factors about Mr. Rahul Gandhi's leadership skills of which Mr. Singh is so effusive and, Mr. Singh's judgment itself in putting forth his endorsement. I have not seen any case yet for Mr. Rahul Gandhi to claim leadership position yet, specially of our nation. Anyway, that can be debated, and I'd rather not judge him fully. Perhaps Mr. Singh has seen some spark in the past few years.

I am more concerned about the ideal PM we need to have. It is an important job I suppose and one that must not be given away frivolously. It is picking the leader of one billion and more people, one who can hold their lives, their futures, their hopes and aspirations and give them wings. A leader who belongs to all of us, who represents all of us and who understands all of us. The leader we can all respect, we can trust and someone who has, by his words and deeds, already earned it. Here is a list of attributes I will look for.

1) Vision: I need a leader with a clear and uncluttered vision that will drive us towards self-sustenance, prosperity, equality, balanced growth. Someone who does not weaken the structure by giving away freebies for votes thereby making people lazier and greedier but who makes it stronger by rewarding a good, honest work ethic, - by gradually convincing the nation that there is indeed no substitute for hard, efficient work. A vision that can leverage our strengths with opportunities . Chandrababu Naidu, ten years ago had this vision and the energy, but now I find no one who seems to have a vision for the country as a whole. If they have, I have not heard it yet.

2) Knowledge: I need a leader who has a genuine knowledge of our problems, our histories, our hopes and our complex cultures. India is not an easy nation to lead primarily because we are a fragmented bunch of people who came together as one, each with our own cultures and histories. Without an understanding of the people and our past, all future plans will be mere essays and good rhetoric because they come out of a brittle foundation. This understanding would require at least twenty or thirty years in knowing, studying, meeting and dealing with people and their problems across India. I am sure there are some worthies out there in the parliament but they are subjugated, by their own volition, being happy to be the supporting cast that I am not sure they have the spine to be a leader any more. This knowledge again must be on public display through papers, speeches.

3) Commitment: I need someone who is committed to the good of the nation, of the people, and will fight for that, even at the cost of power. We need the kind of commitment that will risk all, that may make enemies. The moment you compromise once, your commitment is shot. Someone who has shown a record of having stood up for the people's good in their public career, more than once and has remained committed until that cause has been brought in as a law. Anna Hazare, Naveen Jindal did that, the people behind the RTI did that.

4) Integrity: I need a leader who responds first to a crisis, who has his first principles clear, and who acts on those first principles. Long term or short term, the right thing is always the right thing and the wrong thing is the wrong thing, and one must have the integrity to stick by these principles. It's not about strong allies or weak ones - its about right and wrong. A leader who can stand up and say that the US, Britain, France or any other super power is wrong if it is treading down that path and not servilely toe along. I need them to show spine, pride and not fear saying and doing the right thing. A life is a life, whether it is in some unknown land in West Asia or in a developed nation. Again, a record of having stood up for what one believes in. A consistent record of having stood up for the right thing irrespective of alliances.

5) Technology friendly: I need someone who understands and who can leverage technology to break down our traditional barriers, to simplify, to make more transparent, to make more equal. Right now all administrative processes are still too complicated and they will remain so until someone has the will and understanding to use technology and make the system transparent. Using technology to educate, to simplify is something the leader must understand - it is the new power structure. Outsource the answer to the red tape - we are the outsourcing capital of the world. You may lose some power, but you will make the nation more efficient. Someone who has a vision here, a record of having used or propounded the use of technology in administration, in any of the big issues we are facing - security, education, health, governance. We had that wonderful eSeva in Andhra Pradesh which suddenly made the government appear as a single entity, not some multiple, hydra headed monster.

6) Administrative experience: I need someone who has a record of being a good administrator, of having brought in developmental ideas and implemented them well in the past. I need someone who will promise good governance, who can get the administrative body functioning and well. This needs to be backed by a record of the same, of one game changing policy statement, or experience in the past, that has made a difference. Even a head of industry who has built a corporation that ennobles these values, one which has made a significant difference, can present himself. A Narayana Murthy, a Ratan Tata are certainly people who have the experience. Any more names here?

7) People-centric approach: I need someone who is genuinely people-centric in approach. One who feels for the most marginalised of the people and takes care to see that they are not disturbed or left out or trod over. One who feels for every farmer, every woman, every child, every small businessman. The leader must not be partisan, must rise above caste, communal, regional biases, even people and party biases. One who can rise above dividing people on demographics and targeting his vote base on such divisions. Someone who can unite with his ideas and not divide, who convinces us that in our unity lies our prosperity. The leader must feel for his people and if he cannot, he is not fit to lead. Again, we would like leaders who have shown this quality in their work, who have drawn people of all backgrounds because he understands them and their problems.

8) Communication skills: I need a leader who can communicate and strongly, verbally and non verbally, who is visible and active, who has clear views on the direction and strategy. A leader who cannot communicate is leaving his people in the dark. That said we do not need leaders who always put their foot in their mouths. Someone who can express himself, his vision, his convictions, his maturity, his capability - through his communication. On who is constantly assuring us of the path he is leading us on - not making boring statements and repeating the obvious. Not merely telling us stories well, but impressing us with content, of new thought. Visual demonstration through public debates on television is a must.

9) Healthy and vibrant public image: I need a leader who is healthy and vibrant, someone who has a positive bent of mind which reflects in his disposition, his countenance, his every act. Someone who feel we can trust to handle a crisis. Someone who makes us feel strong by reflection, makes us energised, happy. It is the public image that we carry and if that can keep us happy, positive and energised, the leader has again done a lot. Again, where are these heavies who like a Lord Krishna, smile in adversity, stand tall and confident, who makes us feel that he/she can handle whatever situation comes up in the most mature, sensible manner. It is clear that this person must already be a recognised name for these qualities by now if he/she has to be the face of India in 2014. I cannot think of anyone who fits this bill as of now.

10) Strong: I certainly need a leader who is strong. Who has strong ideas and who has the strength of conviction to carry them forward - alone if need be. This would mean that he is proactive and not merely reactive as most leaders have become. Someone who acts on his own, and not at someone else's behest. If he has to listen to someone, he should listen to the people closely and guide them in the right path. I see strength in Narendra Modi but can he carry the others with him yet? Does he have the maturity and roundedness, the patience and wisdom that one needs at the top position? He has many good qualities that one looks for in a leader but I will give him another five years in which to make his case stronger.

I look at the national scene and I find almost no one out there who can fit the bill really. We are woefully short of leaders. What we have is a bunch of sycophants, followers, narrow minded bigots. Some leaders that come to mind who come close are Nitish Kumar, Prithviraj Chavan, Raman Singh, Narendra Modi - but each one of these worthies also appear that they need some more time - some are reluctant. The other leaders we see on television are nowhere near a state-of-readiness. The younger lot is too young, too brash and too inexperienced. They are not able to break out of their party, regional or family bondage yet.

But despite the lack of a talent pool we must be careful not to have dummy leaders thrust on us, because they will never be able to do anything of their own. Time to think of who we wish to entrust our futures to. Time to think of how we can make our political parties think about who and how they wish to entrust their leadership to. I do wish that a short list is made of 10-12 names across the nation, and each be analysed publicly in our ever so willing media, so we can choose our leader better. These leaders must be nurtured.

I cannot think of many names. Can you? 
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Saturday, 7 September 2013

Story idea - The Hypocrites

Posted on 23:29 by Unknown
The Hook:
It is about a land filled with Hypocrites. They say one thing, do one thing. A new bunch of people who come to that land by mistake find out why this abundant land is stuck where it is. But can they get away?

Pic courtesy: Prarthana Nargundkar
The Story:
A group of adventurers chance upon a land of plenty. Everything about this land is perfect. The people make all the right noises and they all seem perfectly sane too. The new bunch cannot figure out what is wrong with this new land. Why can it not move forward? Why is there so much unhappiness, strife there? Soon they realise the problem - the place is filled with hypocrites who say one thing and do one thing. Everything they see is an illusion - there is another story behind it.

Can they find a way out for themselves from the land of Hypocrites? Can they find the formula to get out of the land? Is there hope for the love that they found there?
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The Beggars Mafia

Posted on 01:48 by Unknown
It's aggressive. It's in the face. But  what makes it most distressing is the fact that you know that its an organised racket.

The Sanjeeva Reddy Nagar junction is a big junction these days. It has grown bigger over the years and one can see a large number of vehicles restraining themselves on all four sides, pedestrians trying to sneak off to the other side, with not an inch available for the good old push carts. These days you cannot even stand edge ways on that road.

In the old days there used to be a couple of old men and women beggars, I remember a polite old Muslim, who would beg in an orderly fashion and move on. But now it appears to have been upgraded in the records of whoever controls the beggar mafia. It is obvious from the kinds and the number of beggars that abound the junction.

There are two couples now a days. Two young women, carrying two young men, clothed in no more than a loin cloth (the guys), each without one leg, one without a hand as well. The men are perched on the backs of the young women, who are attractive as well, and they walk around among the vehicles. When the light turns green, they drop their baggage and the men hobble off to the pavement.

Then we have a group of young mothers who carry their children and beg around. Again, non locals, from the look of them. The children look dazed and are generally sleeping. Most children have bandages on their arms, legs and other parts. The mothers again are well chosen - they are not ugly.

On the pavement, one year olds are playing, precariously close to the streaming rush of heavy vehicles that zoom about. One slip, one stumble and they are pulp. One young mother somehow saw me looking at them. She came and started knocking on the window. So hard that if she kept it up for any longer it might have broken I felt. All the time looking at me with fiery eyes, spouting some unheard invectives. probably did not like the look in my eyes.

The maimed, the unfortunate, the injured - they are showcased in the worst possible manner that degrades that bit of life. Feel for this and pay your guilt money - that's the offer. One day I was going on the bike and Anjali looked on in amazement at the maimed beggars. Yes, that's life. But it's not as simple as that. How come these specialised cases have come here? Why is there a pattern? Where are those old men and women? As the beggar couple passes an SUV, they knock on the window. The glass rolls down and a crisp note passes into the young woman's hands. The cops watch, the public watches.

Who brings them all here? Who keeps the others away? Who brings the guy with no legs and hands and puts him  on the side of the road where he thrashes along all day? Who takes away all the money that they collect? Who maims them? What kind of people live off this existence? It's not a secret. It has been shown in movies, written about in books. And we look on and pay them for bringing this bit of life into our lives.

One child gets a chocolate from a kind lady on a scooter. She is no more than three or four. Her face is radiant as she flashes her chocolate. The other kids watch indolently. The mothers are hardly bothered. It's a small bar of Cadbury. How come no one is even looking at that bar? You'd think they'd fight over it. The kid tires of showing off her bar after five minutes. But for five minutes her face was heaven.

On one hand we promise schools, food, dignity, right to life, safety. On another we watch mutely as if this was a drama being played for us, in the middle of one of the busiest junctions in Hyderabad.

I heard a story a couple of decades ago when we were in college. There was an old beggar woman who lived under the Kukatpally flyover. When she died they found that in her belongings she had close to one lakh - a huge amount of money those days. Back then people did not have so many needs so they probably did not kill her. But now I see, as the beggars go around picking cash off the vehicles, there must be many in the audience who must be calculating how much they'd make by the end of the day. It's my wager that the beggars would probably have more on them than most of the people on the road then. And from the apathetic look in their eyes when they knock on the wondows, they probably know it.
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Friday, 6 September 2013

Story Idea - Love Affair With Luck

Posted on 09:59 by Unknown
Hook:
Man who has been unlucky all his life decides to have a love affair with luck. Now all his living moments are spent wooing

Story:
Pitch in the regular guy full of bad luck stories. Take it to a limit where he breaks. But he wakes up on the other side - he feels that something he has always wanted, something that has rejected him all the time, this Lady Luck, must be wooed, if that's the last thing he does. Now how does one woo luck - that's what we need to figure out.

But interesting scope. In every situation now, our hero sees Lady Luck and her poor cousin Lady Unlucky. In every situation he chases and woos luck until he does find her.

Too abstract? I guess. Maybe we can put in a girl who represents all that luck means to him and there's a romantic angle there too.
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Thursday, 5 September 2013

Teachers Day - Teachers I Remember

Posted on 06:08 by Unknown
On Teachers Day I remember with gratitude all the teachers who have taught me and made me. More so the teachers who left a lasting impression on me by their words and deeds, their intensity to teach and impart knowledge by being themselves.

1) L.T. Ramasarma: My first teacher at Eluru, when I was all of five. He would come home in his dignified yet friendly manner, well dressed, clear about all he wanted to teach, strict when he needed to be. Perhaps my early grounding was based on watching him - the epitome of a principled teacher, most concerned with imparting the right knowledge to his wards. 'Sir' as he was known was a headmaster at a government school, rode a cycle, and remained a close family friend for over three decades. Much gratitude is owed to him for all that he taught me with such patience and love. I lost touch with him after he moved away from Eluru.

2) Sister Mercy: The one who epitomised kindness, Sister Mercy taught me at St. Joseph's, Nellore or Fatima High School, Kazipet I fail to recollect. But what I do recall is her warm nature, her perpetual smile and her kindness. On the last day of school at the completion of the year, the sentimental sister gave us all lovely little stickers, glittering with gold and silver, of little angels and fairies. It was such an unexpected gift that we were all floored. We were so sad to leave the smiling sister's class. And she did have tears in her eyes that day. I do not know where she is, but wherever she is, she will always make people happy.

3) Bro. K.M. Joseph: The Cricket brother of All Saints, mentor of many great cricketers including Mohd. Azharuddin, Bro. K.M. Joseph never taught me when I was in school. But these days I seek him out when he is in town and we talk about this and that. I learn from him how the mind of a teacher works. One who has taught me much by just being himself, Bro. Joseph shares openly his methods in teaching children. Never punish when you are angry, Tell children that the action was bad, not them, Give them space to grow up by themselves, Show them right values by living them yourselves - and so many more wonderful little lessons that he shared with me. Thank you Brother Joseph. He gave me a testimonial for my first book, attended the launch and even watched the movie Golconda High School with us. We had a fun outing then. I met him last week, the day he was leaving for Rome, where he is stationed now.

4) Bro. Vincent: The strict disciplinarian Bro. Vincent was my Principal at Warangal and then at All Saints Hyderabad. I best remember him for being kind and strict too, but mostly for calling us, the All Saints Cricket team and urging us to beat the HPS Begumpet, team - a near impossibility. He promised us a treat if we won. We did. We asked to see a movie, a dinner and he readily funded that. "Jaws" at Maheshwari followed by dinner at Mohini's, with a double round of ice cream. Bro. Vincent became bitter in his later years, and sick. I met him in Boys Town in the late 80s while playing a match. He died shortly after.


5) Dikshit: The loud mouthed Physical Director at All Saints brooked no nonsense from anyone. He was the man who picked me in the cricket selections in the tenth and pushed me along as I represented the school, state and South zone. The lovable old man did much more than he revealed for us behind the scenes. Inside that loud demeanour he had a kind heart.

6) M.R. Baig: My first cricket coach and one of the greatest teachers ever for sheer commitment and knowledge. With the slightest effort and correction, he set right the biggest of issues, tells you only as much as you need to know. He is kind, he is strict. He is stuff that books can be written on. Sadly for all his commitment and love of the game, he is shunned into oblivion, his great knowledge, left to the winds. Cricketers from out of Hyderabad seek him out, this BCCI Coach who is well renowned all over.

7) M. K. Joseph: Tall and kindly, one with a good humour, Bro. ML. Joseph taught us in Warangal. I have no specific incident to relate of him except that he would let us play table tennis with him after school and was a good sport. I have no idea where he is.

8) Sastry sir: The stylish English teacher who taught us how to pronounce 'tortoise' the right way, and so many other things, a great dramatist and stylist, and one who held the class in absolute silence. Mr. Sastry was the first to find a spark in my writing skills - upon seeing me write an essay in English in the tenth he called me over and told me in his inimitable style - "You have talent you know. You could make a career as a writer." I was flummoxed to be in his presence, mumbled something and ran away. Sastry sir is no more. he would have liked the idea that his student wrote a novel or two.

9) Mrs. Luthra: The beautiful and kindly Mrs. Luthra taught us Hindi and was even class teacher for us  one year. One day she punished me unjustly - I protested. The next day she realised her mistake, called me to the staff room, apologised and gave me a small gift - a book of 100 sayings by Dada Vaswani. She was kind, taught me the value of accepting one's mistake, and gave me a gift I really cherished. Lost touch with her.

10) Joshua: Our English sir at St. Alphonso's, stylish and lively, he made the classes come alive. He also bought style to our lives. I remember him roundly flogging me for using the word 'facade' in an essay - insisting that I used it wrongly. I contested and he flogged me even more. I backed off. But years later when I met him, he still remembered me much to my surprise and was rather emotional too. He is someone one can never forget.


11) Jagannath Mishra: One from the North and a puritan as far as Hindi goes, he was a wonderful teacher. Full of anecdotes and some cheesy jokes, Mishra ji, our Hindi teacher at St. Alphonso's Junior College, revealed a soft side to him by crying uncontrollably like a baby on the last day of our class leaving us all in shock. We never thought he cared for us that much.

11) M.L. Jaisimha: Though he was never my coach or teacher, the very fact that I shared time with him on the field was a huge education for me. One was the manner in which one can conduct oneself, the way one can be at ease with life and people, to have that perfect balance that few of the assured are blessed with, he shared his amazing knowledge on cricket among many other things in such a simple and effective manner - a quiet word, a joke and that was it. Perhaps one of the biggest influences on me and many more of our times. I learnt not just a subject from him, I learned about life. Jai Uncle is no more and I really miss his wisdom now when I have so many questions to ask.

12) Sampath: For sheer commitment none could beat Sampath, the coach for the Hyderabad team for many years. I got along well with him. When I got dropped he came all the way to Osmania University and sought me out. 'Give me one year of your time and I will see you will play Test cricket,' he said. I have no doubt he would have - Sampath knew what he was talking about. He was a tough taskmaster. I did not have the sense or maturity to accept. But I am eternally grateful to him for showing me how teachers can go to that lengths for their wards. No one has ever done that for me. Sampath died soon after in an untimely accident.

13) Prof Shamraj: The big hearted, sporty Professor of Mechanical Engineering Prof Shamraj knew his sports as well as human nature. He helped me in every way as I struggled to balance cricket and engineering, as he helped every other sportsman he came across. One that I have great regard for, Professor Shamraj played tennis and cricket equally well. He'd share a smoke with the boys, a joke, put an arm around the shoulder and was immensely popular. I sought him out and gave him my book in Muffakamjah a few years ago. When I met him last he congratulated me on becoming the Chairman of Selectors and assured me that I was doing a good job. Eternally grateful to him as well.

14) Venkat Reddy: More of a friend than our teacher, the young and ever smiling Physical Director was a big hit with us. He was really affectionate, fun loving and helpful and we have many wonderful stories about him. Generous to a fault he offered me every help including giving me expensive kits when I played for the state.

15) B. Trivikrama: Again, stylish and dramatic, clear in his concepts and sweeping in gesture, BTV as he was known to us made a big impression and impact with his teaching style and methods. The three day pre-placement training at NAARM where he along with Balaji and Hanumantha Rao taught us several wonderful concepts through personality development games was brilliant. Much learning. BTV left the campus for a corporate assignment and then, to the USA.


Many other gurus of course. Many more to thank. Thanks all. And another time, the bad teachers should be listed too.
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Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Anjali - We Don't Know What Will Happen In the Future

Posted on 21:47 by Unknown
I guess I got what I was asking for. In one quiet moment between a game of cricket with the young lady I asked her - "Anjali, when you grow up, will you fight with me?" I would not be telling the truth if I said I did not expect her to say that she would not fight and that she would love me forever and all that.


But she took a rather simplistic view of the whole thing. "We don't know what will happen in the future na?' she said very practically. "We only know what happened in the past. So I cannot say if I will fight with you or not. I may or I may not. So what is there. Okay let us play."

Thank you Anjali my dear. That does make immense sense. Live the present. And shut up.
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In Bruges - Movie Review

Posted on 05:54 by Unknown
Fantastic stuff. I loved it. There's not a moment when you feel you know what's going to happen and its the weirdest plot, the most original of characters and motives. And its dark comedy which I love. Super stuff.

Two hit men are sent to Bruges (where's that?) in Belgium, by their boss. One older, Ken (Brendan Gleeson), and Ray (Colin Farell), a new recruit who has just botched his first attempt at murder, killing  a little boy by accident. He is completely remorseful and has turned suicidal. The older man consoles him and comforts him but not for too long - the boss Harry (Ralph Fiennes) wants Ray dead. It's a matter of principle you see - cannot kill small children. But the younger hit man had found some love in Bruges (a town he finds unbelievably boring) a drug dealer with a psycho boyfriend. She is peddling stuff to a movie being shot in Bruges - to an American midget.

Ken goes to kill Ray, finds him committing suicide, and stops him. He sends him off, confesses to Harry that he has flouted the orders and is willing to die. Harry comes to Bruges to find and kill Ken and ends up in the end killing the midget who he thinks is a little boy too. Will he kill himself on principle?

Brilliant, brilliant stuff and wonderful screenplay. The way he introduces the two hit men, their back stories, their inner feelings, the principles of their boss and the irony of the entire thing is fabulous. Must watch.
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Tuesday, 3 September 2013

Thought For The Day - Slow Down But Don't Stop

Posted on 20:55 by Unknown
"Slow down but don't stop", is one of my favorite lines from 'The Men Within'. And I experienced the full meaning of that recently. Aren't we learning all the time?

Recently I set myself a one hour walk-jog routine for 21 days. Typically one of my main excuses to skip the walk (and thereby muck up the whole program) is the time constraint on days when you hit the park late. "I can't do the entire one hour if I go now. Let me go in the evening," is one of my favorite excuses. It never happens of course.

So this time I set a new rule. Whatever happens I go to the park. Even if it is for 5 minutes.

The day came. 5th day. Very little time. But I stuck to the new (and empowering rule). Went for 5 minutes - or that's what I thought. You never stop at 5 do you? Once I went there I saw that I really had fifteen or even 22 minutes if I squeeze in every moment - chuck the newspaper time, the chai time, the breakfast - and I could get myself another twenty minutes. And I did fit in as much as I could in that time.

Fact of the matter is - once you go there, you will find ways to make it happen. The mind needs to be sold the idea exactly as we sell these ideas to little children. The key then is to slow down, but not to stop.

I think I can do anything now - for 5 minutes at least!
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Monday, 2 September 2013

Story Idea - Egoistic Lovers

Posted on 10:09 by Unknown
Hook:
Two super egoistic lovers and the lengths to which they go to boost their ego after a petty fight.

It's about two people who go to great lengths to prove they are in love and finally find out that they are not. They are in love with themselves!

Story:
The story dives headlong into the romance and makes it sizzle. Its the ideal romance, and the two lovers are so pleased with themselves. But all through this romance there are indications that give away their real selves - Mr. and Ms. Egoistic. And then over a seemingly small issue they take off on their egoistic journeys, going to great lengths to boost their egos - each wants to prove to the other that he /she is capable of great sacrifice and in the end they find, after losing everything, that the only person they loved was themselves. The treatment most certainly has to be funny - the type where telling the truth is the funniest type.

Need to push the envelope of course and show them both for being what they are - hollow. I remember the 'War of Roses' but that's about married people. This is a cliched theme too but the only thing that is probably different is that the entire story dwells on their egos.
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The Best of Maupassant - Book Review

Posted on 09:59 by Unknown
Another one that I got from Indialog's nice collection of classics. "The Best of Maupassant" has 37 short stories of the most delightful kind, each with a gentle twist at the end that stays with you. Guy de Maupassant, born in 1950, died young,  at 42. Having served in the army in the Franco-Prussian war, he has a few stories set in the war time. His body of work includes 300 stories, six novels, three travel books and one volume of verse, according to back cover. He was rich but led a tortured life apparently and even tried to commit suicide and finally died of syphilis.
Indialog Publications, 270 p, Rs. 145 

The first thing that struck me was his style of writing which has a nice, soothing lilt to it. He also dwells deeper into the man-woman relationships, something that O. Henry did not, and with a softer and nicer approach too. Be it the unwed mother who was cheated by her boyfriend, the suffering husband in the Jewel, the object of affections of the pig of Morin, women are a central theme and so is man's attractions to her. Maupassant is equally understanding of human nature, man and woman alike. The story of the army lads who find a hidden reserve to make it back home because they find the company of a young girl is nicely told, just as those poor souls who invite women to the party and are horribly disappointed at what the priest gets along. The son who negotiates on his mother's death, the solitude of snow and the tricks the mind plays on one who is alone, the paradox of having a wife of easy virtue who actually keeps the husband happy and the home fires burning as opposed to the wife who is virtuous and makes the husband's life hell are brilliant stories with characters that somehow stay on like ghosts. His stories are very visual too for someone who uses few words.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading all the stories. Inspired now to write some short stories based on my story ideas. 
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Thought for the Day - Match Ability With Belief

Posted on 03:33 by Unknown
If you have ability, but no belief, you will under perform. You will be seen as talented but not good enough for the big league. A loser.

If you have no ability but have belief, you are better off than the first lot. You will use your limited ability to its maximum and do better than you are expected to. You will rise above your weight. You will be successful.

But if you have ability, backed by equal or more belief, you will soar. You will be a champion.
(Assuming that hard work is constant.)
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Sunday, 1 September 2013

Anjali - Art of Gratitude

Posted on 21:06 by Unknown
Once again a knock on the head. Ever since my barber for the last three decades passed away last year, I have been on the quest to find a suitable and convenient replacement. Not having found one who fit my exacting requirements (i.e. my old barber), I have been complaining, cribbing since then. The saloon near my home does a fair job but unfortunately they get the most of my cribbing.


But I went there again last week and got my hair cut. On my return I showed the new development to Anjali and asked her how she liked it. She is never one not to like anything (except vegetables) so she enthusiastically said "It's very nice nanna. It's looking good." I nodded, skeptically.

Sensing the despondent mood and my persistent unhappiness perhaps, she shot off the next question. "Did you thank the barber?" That got me started. Frankly, that was the last thing on my mind. Though he had done a good job, I must admit grudgingly, I was still caught up in my drama of not finding the right barber.

She was not done.
"You could not have got your hair cut without him na? You should thank him," came the whack on the head.

How many times do we ignore these things in our lives? Taking the small things for granted and not expressing our gratitude for that. I silently sent my thanks to the barber who had done a good job. And a not-so-silent thanks to Anjali who was already busy doing something else.

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Saturday, 31 August 2013

Story Idea - The Three Men Who Forget

Posted on 05:30 by Unknown
Hook:
Three death row criminals are given a choice of three states of mind in a scientific experiment that knocks out that part. One chooses not to think of the past, one about the future and the third about the present.

Story:
Three criminals on the death row. One way to get out (ala Clockwork Orange) is to participate in the scientific experiment. What happens when they lose memory of the past, the  capacity to think of the future and the inability to live in the present. The story goes around what the three men undergo when they choose not to think about their past, future and the present. It should be an interesting bunch of events that occur.

Ah, delicious plot.
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Friday, 30 August 2013

Thought For The Day - Moult The Past Away Like A Snake

Posted on 22:16 by Unknown
What if we could get up each day without the baggage of yesterday? What if we can suddenly start afresh, slate clean, smiles in place, people not judged? What if we could shed it all like snakes do and move on?
Nice inviting road

Sounds heavenly. Life anew.
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Is India A Safe Place For Women?

Posted on 10:25 by Unknown
I keep seeing these polls on websites and tv channels? Is India safe? What do you think?

I don't know how the poll is supposed to change anything but I suppose the answer is quite obvious in view of the latest happenings. It's not.

I recently saw a CNN report based on an American student's report of her three month stay in India and the report was quite shattering and hard hitting. It points at all the things we take for granted with our so called 'freedom' - leching at women openly, making passes at them passing lewd comments, taking pictures and videos on mobiles without their permission and a great deal of physical abuse that is condoned openly in some parts of our societies. I have seen it all happen and life went on normally - it's all normal.

Now it has gone to the next level of abuse against women. There are increasing cases of gang rape, of harassment of a high order both sexually, mentally and physically (and this includes people at the highest levels). What is worse is the increasing number of rapes against infants, children as young as two years, school children molested or impregnated by those who are supposed to teach them or guard and protect them. Anything is fair game now and somehow there are parts of the society which feel they can get away with anything. The police, the political connections, they are all there or can be bought.

The Delhi rape case shook everyone but not enough. Now the Mumbai rape case comes to fore. What is it that we can do? We can all collectively hang our heads in shame. To start with, the ones in the highest office, for not being able to provide protection to its citizens, to its infants, by not enforcing stricter governance. You can pass all the bills you want but if you cannot get the government machinery working you have no business sitting there. We can all kick ourselves as well for having brought things to this, for failing to see signs of moral decay and for putting up with the small abuse in our households, in our neighbourhoods. If society had acted in time and enforced its moral code on how our women should be treated, no juvenile, no man would have harboured such thoughts. But we, the hypocrites that we are, get upset at pictures of goddesses drawn by artists, do dharnas at how women are being shown in bad light on film posters or in books that no one reads, but allow all sorts of abuse to go on in and around us. We love the way women are gently abused in our films by the leading men, the way they are gradually degraded. Oh, you should see some of our blockbuster Telugu movies to see how much we respect our women.

It's time that we realised that women in India cannot rely on men to protect them or respect them. Which is why India is not a safe place anymore. Because the men have ceased being men in the true sense of the word. Get a few men together and one can be assured about the kind of talk goes on - it is not about respecting women for sure. The mobiles are whipped out, the sniggers some on. In an age where we have seen MLAs watching porn in the assembly, we need not be shocked at what kind of stuff must be going on in the minds of kids - be it from a slum or the high rise. Despite all that we claim about how much we respect women, the truth is that we do not. We do not respect anything, anyone really

It is not funny anymore. It makes sense I suppose for women to take care of themselves. Pepper sprays, body guards, martial arts, licensed guns - whatever. If some man does step up to help - be thankful. There may be exceptions to the rule yet. That's as far as society goes. It's beyond redemption..

The other part is our leaders, who unfortunately reflect us. Governance has certainly fallen to its lowest. Almost everywhere we see open an collusion between criminals and politicians and police. Hardly do we hear a responsible leader speaking up on such occasions. We need thought leadership on these issues. We need something done quickly that screams out loud and says - man, this is horrible, whatever you are thinking and doing. We cannot condone this and you will suffer for doing this to a woman, a girl.

But instead we hear everyone say on tv - but they should wear these kind of clothes, they should address the rapists as brothers and find a way to dampen their lust, they should not go out at night, they should not drink, they should not have boy friends...

Where is the hope in this kind of madness? This kind of hypocricy? None. And all the anger about castration, hanging, quick penalties. Yes, ten rapists will die, twenty, thirty or a hundred that way. How do you kill the mindset. How do you stop the minister from sodomising his servant, the old man leching at his daughter or grand daughter, the next door uncle raping the two year old, the teacher impregnating his student? How do you tell them that you have other ways to satisfy your lust? How do you get them to respect another human, another life? I have no clue really. Somewhere we have gone horribly wrong.

I will not be surprised if more and more women choose to wear something like the burkha in future to save themselves from the men. It may be their best protection yet. 
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Thursday, 29 August 2013

Story idea - Cancer Ward

Posted on 23:40 by Unknown
Hook: How a bunch of terminally ill guys decide to take one last shot at redemption.
A couple

Story: Six guys in a cancer ward for terminally ill get talking. They all know they have not more than a month to live. While talking at night they think of the one big regret they had all their lives. If there was one way to set it right how would they do it? As they share their stories the six come up with different plans, different attitudes, to their last hurrah. In that one act lies their journey to leave peacefully - so they have to choose that act well.

I can get in a couple of others to add some masala and provide the action as well. Okay, okay story I feel but should not be too boring to watch. Certainly six different stories so I can get drama, humor, emotion and even action in. Hmmm.

Or
Story variant:
The six guys decide to throw all goodness out of the window and just indulge in what they want to. No good no bad, no social sanction anymore. So fill in the day with enough stuff that breaks all social rules but gives you a high. Cuts out all the hypocricy in the world.

Got inspired by another idea but that's another line. Another day then.
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Our Big Problem - We Condone Easily

Posted on 00:21 by Unknown
I agree with Ramaraju on this. While walking and discussing the other day as we normally do over weekends, Ram pointed out how we take our hypocricy to a new level. On one hand we all condemn and crib about all that is wrong and on the other hand we condone the same criminals and hobnob with them in our personal capacities. It is not about forgiving a crime - it is about giving social sanction to it and saying that this is okay. Fine by me. Hypocrite!

Pic. Prarthana Nargundkar
Once there is social sanction, whether it is by being seen in public functions, Page 3 parties, sports events, daises with important VIPs, the wrong doers are automatically elevated above normal. Not only is someone who ought to be in jail suddenly on par, he becomes above par. No wonder people try so hard to get some vague post and give themselves some credibility. After a while they start giving themselves titles, get into bigger circles and finally become our law makers. And then we not only condone, we fall at their feet. With the slightest amount of credibility or name, people will overlook everything and team up openly. Look at all the unholy alliances that are around - where silence reigns from all the big guns. Sitting as the Kaurava elders did in Mahabharatha when Drapadi was being disrobed.

The art of saying it like it is where it is deserved has gone. In the Mahabharatha one Kaurava prince Vikarna goes against his brothers and roundly denounces their atrocities against Draupadi. Such voices are gone. All we have is our hypocritical selves clapping at the Emperor's new clothes. Is anyone complaining now why we are where we are?
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Wednesday, 28 August 2013

Best Kept Secret - Jeffrey Archer

Posted on 09:31 by Unknown
It is a well kept secret till the end. This book follows a couple of books in this series called the Clifton Chronicles which made it difficult for me to figure out why certain events were being discussed as if the others had already seen the movie. But it did not matter because the book never rose above the kind of a bar that I would normally reserve for Mr. Archer. It looked like bored writing. A job had to be done and was done. Ho hum. Same here.

For one, the characters were all flat for me speaking like two dimensional caricatures. Maybe the boy Sebastian comes alive a bit and certainly Virginia showed promise but the rest are all super flat. The complex relationships shared by Emma and her brother Giles Barrington, and Harry Clifton, are too complex and best left not understood. They are brothers, half-brothers, half-sisters and so on and so forth. The old lady and her will, the son Sebastian and his aunt Jessica,  their birth and their relationships are all even more complex to be interesting. Come Virginia into Giles life and she adds some drama but Archer gets rid of his best villain rather early. She had promise. Alex Fisher is a hopeless loser and everyone knows he is going to lose. I knew at least. And then the ease with which these people win everything is just too boring. Mr. Martinez appears like a Bollywood villain and had "villain" written all over him. He comes up with the most harebrained schemes to get his money into England. How the seemingly smart Sebastian shows a propensity to get into all sorts of trouble for no reason and shows serious error in judging people like Martinez is rather bizarre. But he is the son of Harry Clifton who dresses like a pilot and goes across the globe to meet his son but does not tell him a word of the danger he is in, so that sort of fits in too. Generally it appears that there is little thinking going on all over. Even the end is too Bollywoody and badly thought of - why such a hammy end Mr. Martinez when you know that many possibilities exist? But obviously someone who devises that kind of a scheme can only think of this kind of a method to kill someone. A first time killer would have thought of a better idea surely. In the end, I figured someone dies - who? Its a well kept secret and I don't intend to find out. It does not matter really.

A couple of days went into reading this book and I consider it not well utilised. The most interesting part was that we get to know the mechanics of publishing and the royalty that Clifton gets. And the American book tour and its mechanics as opposed to the British book tour. There's some research that comes in about Hitler and stuff for some reason but why? Save that publishing bit, it seemed to me bored writing as I said and was not worth the time. I will now return to 'Kane and Abel' to get over this. I suppose every writer gets one like this once in a while. Let's hope the next one gets better. 
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Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Office Space - Movie Review

Posted on 21:52 by Unknown
Watched this movie after I read a post on the internet on the top 10 office movies to watch. It's a 1999 movie about an IT company in the US. They already had an Indian as a main character even then! Anyway its satirical and very true in its depiction of how dumb organised behavior can get especially in offices. And its light hearted and funny.

Three friends, Gibbons, Samir and  Michael Bolton, working in an IT company are struggling with the same problems everyone has in an office - bad bosses, low motivation, bad colleagues and bad everything. They are regular cribbers who crib about all else and do nothing. To top things the company has hired consultants to downsize and improve efficiency. All three are good cases to be sacked, more so Gibbons who does nothing and actually dreams of doing nothing. In a hypnotherapy session (sponsored by his girlfriend) gone off track due to. the sudden demise of the therapist mid-session, Gibbons finds a releasing high. He stops bothering about putting up a front, ignores his boss, does what he likes in office - an attitude that the consultants love. They promote him, the worst offender of the lot, and remove the other two - a classic everyday situation in offices. Anyway the three plan a getaway plan by stealing some fractions off the rounding offs from a software and well, it all ends up happily for all of them. Of course it ends even more happily for the moronic, semi-gone character who has been fired many years ago but who still comes to work and still gets a pay check and no one knows what he is constantly mumbling and complaining about - he gets all the money in the end. Is life fair? Yes - but only to those who are honest to dishonesty. Gibbons also gets Jennifer Aniston as a reward for his hypno high behavior.

Watching a 1999 movie was like watching something out of the far past. Their clothes, their hairstyles, the computers, the offices - man its not so long ago was it? Anyway, its a fine breezy comedy and a fun watch. Also a case for not giving a damn about anything - which is when you get everything on a platter. The principle of non-attachment one way or another. Why is being easy so hard? Or why is being hard so easy? Or why do we think so much?
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Monday, 26 August 2013

Demise of Another Irani Cafe - Industrial Cafe, Sanathnagar

Posted on 08:42 by Unknown
Industrial Cafe Sanatnagar was bang opposite the Allwyn factory. A spacious, high ceilinged, big-hearted affair, Industrial cafe lived up to its name and catered to the chai and time pass requirements of the workers and passersby in the industrial area of Sanatnagar. Being close to a number of large sized industries including some of the units of Allwyn, the Hyderabad Industries, Bakelite Hylam and a host of smaller units around it was always bustling with people, especially after 5 in the evening.
Industrial Cafe, Sanatnagar - Gone!

After most of the industries their closed shop namely the Allwyn units and Bakelite Hylam in the nineties, the cafe fell in bad times. But it was a fantastic location because it offered lots of parking space, green trees around, a clear view of the skies, a road that was not too populated and a cafe that was as unhurried as any Irani cafe ought to be. I liked the location though I never was a huge fan of its chai. Many an evening we spent there, sipping chai and yakking, through the eighties and nineties. When Madhav worked in Allwyn before he left for the US, I'd pick him up at Industrial cafe on pay day and we'd go off to down a few at Rajesh bar. Those were the days when men were known to hold their drinks and were expected to find their way home without bumping into people - so we managed our lives well without breathalyzers and stuff like that.

Dug deep under
But over the years we could see that the cafe was slowly going to seed.

I never knew this but apparently it was a hot place for film shoots that required an Irani cafe scene. So when they had to shoot the Irani cafe scene for 'Golconda High School' they picked Industrial cafe. Quite a few scenes were shot there. The one when Mikey is found and brought back to Sampath sir, the scene between Sampath sir and the Irani cafe owner Liaquat, Mikey's fight scene in the cafe and a celebratory scene after the first match. I was around at the shoot for a couple of days. One day we even had my friend Ashok Yadav of Gokul, a fine batsman in our day, also visit us at the sets.

It was not too long ago that I visited Industrial Cafe, a few months ago perhaps, and it was limping along still. But yesterday when I went with Ranjan and Sanjay to have a cup of tea we found a gaping hole where the cafe had been. I know for sure Madhav will feel a tad sad. So this post is specially for you Madhav.

Adieu Industrial cafe. You now join a long list of old landmarks from our lives that have vanished.
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Sunday, 25 August 2013

Story Idea - The Secret Weapon

Posted on 21:06 by Unknown
Hook:
Chap has a wonderful talent to charm people but he feels guilty about using his charm to get the woman he loves because he feel he has an unfair advantage.
Pic courtesy: Prarthana Nargundkar

Story:
Chap has the gift of charming people off their feet, specially the fairer sex. But he has never really found the love of his life. After many many dalliances he finally finds the one he has been yearning for. She shows signs of liking him too and is balanced on the verge of falling desperately in love with him.

But he does not know if she is in love with him or the charm he oozes. Is it me, he asks, or is it my charm - which wears off after sometime in any relationship. He is torn between using his charm which will easily fetch him his love, and not using it because he will never know if she fell for him because of his charm. Can I use my secret weapon against which she has no defence? What are the repercussions? Much drama is forecast in this tale of human dilemma at its highest. I love the angles and the promise of it. Another one that will go down in my things to write.

I can see the end too in this. A nice touch.

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Saturday, 24 August 2013

Thought for the Day - Intensity of Forever, In the Now

Posted on 22:05 by Unknown
How to do a job well? Simple. Put the intensity of forever into whatever you are doing now.

More simply, if there was one way you'd do a thing before it went out from you into the world, do it now in the seemingly mundane things you are doing. If I am writing this blog, I am to write it as if it's the last communication from me. I put the 'forever' element into this now.

Bring the 'forever' intensity of your big potential, the energy you save for your big masterpieces, into the small things you are doing now. The intensity of the biggest masterpiece into the small jobs you are doing now.

That's how you do a job well.
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Friday, 23 August 2013

Anjali - We Didn't Discover The Zero, They Did

Posted on 22:33 by Unknown
While playing cricket with Anjali the other day, the topic went to 'zero'. In a bout of mischief she started yelling that her score was now zero or something like that. After a couple of her trademark jigs, she turned to me and impishly said - 'We Indians only discovered the zero na nanna!' and went on in that we-are-the-greatest vein for a while. We'd read about this 'zero' business in a book last week.
Not me!

After playing a couple of balls though, she stopped abruptly.
'But actually we did not discover the zero. Those people in the olden times discovered it. You didn't discover it na? I didn't either. So why are we jumping around?'

Ah, so true my child. I cannot tell you how much I agree with you on this. When I see people jumping around, taking credit for the zero, for the vedas, for yoga, for our culture, for everything in this world, I always think the same thoughts that Anjali got. Fine, someone did their job well then. What are you doing? What have you done? Why are you taking credit for it?

In our country, we see all these credit-hoggers, taking credit for things they never did. We have political parties digging up old graves to get at their vote banks - let the people fight and kill themselves - it's fine as long as we get there. We have those parties who protect a culture they never understand nor contributed to, and in ways that are totally against any culture. We have people who will beat their chest about the zero without knowing the significance of it nor anything remotely concerned with it. We have those who beat up writers and artists and actors for 'hurting' their sentiments - without revealing what these sentiments are really. They beat up fellow Indians for 'hurting' the sentiments of 'their' land. And so on and on. We somehow also have fallen into a space where we listen helplessly to all these enthusiasts who are always taking credit for something, someone else has done. Ask the demonstrators what he or she knows about the cause for which they are protesting and in most cases, especially when the causes are not genuine, we will find no answer. ask them what they have done and we will find no answer either.

So, I am glad that Anjali quickly realised that we did not really discover the zero. Someone else did. What are we doing? What are we discovering? What are we creating? What are  we contributing?
Brilliant job Anjali. Way to go girl.
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P. Kalyanasundaram, Man of the Millennium - Heartwarming and Inspirational Story

Posted on 01:56 by Unknown
I first saw a post on facebook and then I dug a bit deeper into the anonymous life of P. Kalyanasundarma of Tiruneveli who was awarded the 'Man of the Millenium' award of Rs. 30 crore by a US organization. What did he do? Paalam Kalyanasundaram did what he does best with money - he donated the entire amount to the service of the needy. That's not all. He also was named as one of the 'Outstanding People of the 20th Century' by the United Nations Organization and was recognized as one of the 'noblest of the world' by The International Biographical Centre, Cambridge. Rajnikanth has adopted him as his father.

Born in a rich agricultural family according to some reports on the net, Kalyanasundaram studied Library Sciences (and was a gold medallist) and is an MA in Literature and History. He showed signs of his resilience when he insisted on doing the course he chose, library sciences, despite the authorities trying to convince him to take another course as he was the only one. But they had to relent. Kalyanasundaram put his knowledge to good use - he was awarded the Best Librarian in India by the Union Government and was chosen as one of the top 10 librabrians in the world.

It's quite clear now that he is resilient, focussed and wants to be the best in whatever he does. Kalyanasundaram, as a student, got inspired by Nehru's speech to contribute to the war during the Indo-China war and gave away his gold chain to the then CM Kamaraj. The CM gave him and award for his contribution. The event got some press. But somewhere then an incident happened that changed his life forever.

Kalyanasundaram went to a popular Tamil Journal 'Ananda Vikatan' with the news, hoping that more youngsters would get inspired to donate. But he got a rather caustic response from the editor of that publication to come back after having proved his sincerity over a longer period of five years. Stung, he resolved to do his bit. Here I must insist on mentioning that perhaps the unpleasant work that the editor S. Balasubramanian did was probably one of the greatest motivators on this long and arduous journey of Kalyanasundaram. Many times, it is such incidents that pod us to our own good.

While in college he started the International Children's Welfare Organization to help slum children. When he got a job as a librarian at the Kumarakurupara Arts College, Srivaiguntam, Thoothukdi district, he started by putting away Rs. 40 for personal expenses and Rs. 100 for children's welfare. Soon he decided to donate his entire salary to the the needy and did some odd jobs such as working in a hotel or a laundry to sustain himself. For the next 27 years, he donated his entire salary to the cause of the children. When he got arrears, he donated the one lakh rupees to the Collector's Fund. That event got him much publicity thanks to the Collector and Kalyanasundaram surfaced from his anonymity. He donated his entire retirement benefits and what he got from the sale of his ancestral property to the social cause. He owns nothing. He has slept on pavements and railway platforms to understand what it feels to be homeless. His life is devoted to children, poor and the needy.

Kalyanasundaram, a bachelor all his life, runs 'Paalam' an organization that helps bridge the gap between donors and the weaker sections. His famous quote - "We cannot sustain ourselves, unless we contribute to the society in someway or the other. I strongly feel if even one person does his bit towards social good, there will be some change.' Paalam can be reached at 044 - 24402524.

In a world where we are constantly wringing our hands at how hopeless the situation has become here is a message from a man who proves that you need nothing to help others and that you can be the best in your chosen area of work. It is an astounding commitment to what one believes in. P. Kalyanasundaram is a shining example of someone who has walked the path and has shown the path to several others. You don't need to wait till you make excess money to donate - you can do it now. It's a hard path but even if we all walk a bit of the way with him, we would have paid our tribute to the great man, his acts and his thoughts. In a small way then, we can begin our journey as well with the torchbearer.


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Thursday, 22 August 2013

The Best of O. Henry - O. Henry

Posted on 08:48 by Unknown
37 of O. Henry's short stories collected from over 600 of his stories. A real treat to read. This was one of those many classic collections that I picked from my publisher Indialog's office in Delhi last year - they do have a fine collection of classics. It was with great anticipation that I started reading this book and I really enjoyed reading all those stories that impacted me in my schooldays, again.
Indialog Publications, Rs.145, 271 p

I most remember 'The Last Leaf' which is one of the best ever short stories I'd ever read - of a painter who paints his life's masterpiece and while doing so saves a life. Then I remember of course 'After Twenty Years' - about two friends who meet after twenty years and its so visual - and the 'Gift of the Magi' - about a couple so in love that they sacrifice their most valuable possessions to buy a Christmas gift for the other. As I read it, I remembered 'The Furnished Room' as well.

In this collection I met the great detective Shamrock Jolnes who stars in more than one story and is a most interesting character and another of his ilk, detective Toctocq. But each story comes with well etched characters and a fine twist in the tale. Most of them I suspect, will remain with me for much longer now.

When I analyse the short stories of these great writers and some of the other much hyped ones, I can detect a clear difference. The stories stick in O. Henry's - the characters and situations appear credible and real and they come alive and what happens in the end is a real jolt. You are involved in their story, in the twists that live deals them. In some of the stories I have read of other hyped writers, there's much pretty prose and not much of a story you can take away. Most times I am wondering what the story was all about. With O. Henry you can tell your friends all about those stories just like you tell them movie stories. That then is the hallmark of a great story - they cry out to be told and you feel good sharing them.

O. Henry is the pseudonym of William Sydney Porter, North Carolina born in 1862. He gave up formal education at fifteen, worked as an apprentice under a pharmacist, as a bookkeeper and as a teller in a bank. He served a five year sentence for embezzling funds from the bank, and it was in prison that he started writing short stories under his pseudonym. O. Henry died in 1910, almost a pauper, due to excessive alcoholism.
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Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Anjali - The Art of Handling Money

Posted on 19:38 by Unknown
Two instances in the recent past got me thinking about the art of handling money. My concept of money as opposed to an almost-six year olds.

Contribute - However Small
In the first instance Anjali she decided to give a handsome contribution of Rs. Seven to her aunt on her wedding anniversary. This was Anjali's money of course, that she saved up, but she decided to give what she could to her aunt. 'She told me she has no money,' she said as she packed in the money in a hand made card for her aunt. As simple as that. Someone needs something and I will contribute my bit.

I remember this same quality being exhibited by my my - she would always think of what she could do and what was necessary in any moment of crises and help quietly. When someone got married, lost a dear one, had an operation, excelled at something - she quietly gave a contribution - small or big, but perfectly appropriate, unasked. Its a wonderful quality and one I would like to imbibe. By myself I feel too much reluctance to part with whatever little I have. Perhaps, if the philosophers of prosperity are to be believed, it is that very attitude that stops the energy of money from flowing.

Don't Think So Much - If You Have to Buy It, Go Ahead
In instance number two, I went to a shoe store with Shobhs and Anjali. They bought some footwear. Anjali was as usual trying out stuff, strutting about and generally being very excited with the whole process, infusing energy into an otherwise soporific store.  I was quietly checking out some shoes, thinking how I would come back and buy later. Anjali spotted me at the job, came over and urged me - Buy nanna, what is there? Don't worry about the money. Just buy.

Somehow children sense that reluctance faster and spell it out for us. We probably rationalise it. And postpone it.

Ah, all that I learned in that Prosperity Workshop I did many years ago came flashing by to me. It is a consciousness thing I am aware and I can only deal with it with greater awareness.

Reminded me of a program that a Telugu channel did on the occasion of Diwali. In a crowded market, the anchor walked by, asking the traders what they would ask Goddess Lakshmi, the Goddess of Wealth, if she appeared before them and granted them a boon. Without exception all the adult businessmen became highly uncomfortable and after much coaxing the highest amount any one asked was for Rs. 50000. Of course some wanted nothing except her blessings! The anchor was as shocked as I was - here was the Goddess of Wealth granting you a boon and you ask for Rs. 50000. Even for a joke!! And then she asked a six year old kid and she spread her arms wide open and said with great feeling 'I will ask for sooooooo much money!' That opened my eyes a bit.

But it's nice to see a child's consciousness, get inspired, and be reminded of the journey ahead.

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Tuesday, 20 August 2013

Story Idea - The Supporter

Posted on 21:25 by Unknown
Hook:
Chap spends all his life passionately supporting people and teams and whatever he is part of. Will he get support back in return when he has to finally turn into the leader?

Pic courtesy: Prarthana Nargundkar

Story:
An earnest chap learns early in life that to support others is a great thing. He puts it into practice and fully supports everyone and everything, with all his might. He turns out to be the unseen bond behind every success story, something not many can recognise. Of course as his fame grows as the one to count on for support his issues with supporting certain causes also comes up and adds to his growth.  He does believe that everyone needs support. But the crux is this - when the moment comes for him to step out of the sidelines and be the leader, will he be able to adjust to his new role? Will he get support from all those whom he helped?

Guaranteed to be a tear jerker and throat choker in the end with supporters flowing in after a seeming loss. Ah, what you give out, you get back. Lovely heartwarming story. I will write this too.
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Talk at Advanta - Transferring Ownership

Posted on 05:01 by Unknown
The one question that we started with but never got down to answering by the end of it all was this - how does the owner transfer / inculcate a spirit of ownership among his group?

This is easier said than done. But it can be done.

A Secure Leader
Firstly of course we must start with the owner. The owner must truly believe in the concept of sharing ownership. Which means that he must feel secure enough to share the ownership. Most owners feel threatened about this part - of sharing ownership. Since they are insecure themselves, they end up dictating terms of cribbing about how the employees or team members are not taking ownership.

The first job is to actually get secure about your own ownership issues. Do you really want growth or do you want control? Answer your basic questions first. If it is growth, then do you want to share this ownership with the others and make it a truly collaborative venture? If the answer is yes, then ask yourself what you are willing to sacrifice for this. Your ego fur sure. Admit that you need their help, that some of them could be better than you. But finally be secure that after all you are the owner and no one can take that away from you.

Find your conviction about where you see this venture going and why. Your clarity about what every single member is going to receive out of this joint venture and what is required of them. Your security as the leader who is still learning but who will learn if that is the last thing he will do.
Only after that much is clear must you move further.

Understanding Team Members' Aspirations and Expectations
Team members who are not the owners normally have little stake or commitment. They are not sure what they are getting in return for what they are giving. Should they give their best ideas here or hoard them up and work on them later? Should they hoard their effort for later too?

In this phase it is critical to understand that all team members who are not owners are here for their personal stake. They want to grow but they are not sure this is the right place where they will get rewarded. But they all want happy and secure lives, enriching and empowering careers and are willing to give everything once they are convinced that they will get their due and just reward in a transparent and well-thought of system of reward.
It is critical to understand their drivers and to know this, it might not be a bad idea to invest time to understand what their long term goals and aspirations are, their fears and anxieties.

Present Future Scenarios Honestly
Most importantly, present the 'why' you are doing what you are doing. What you think is the greater significance of it. How it can impact the world and how you see it making a difference to people around you. Let them connect at the thought level - at something bigger. This must be straight from the heart stuff.

Present likely scenarios of what would happen if the team works with commitment towards the goal. Present also the reward schemes and the incentives. Present to them the honest thought of how they can meet their career and personal aspirations through their stay here at the company. Present the intention first and then a clear method of how each one's effort and contribution will be recognised and rewarded. Present it to them and let them discuss and ponder over it.
Present them only the possibilities and not the actual way to achieve it.

Transfer The Ownership When Everyone Is Ready
When you are convinced that the story is well and truly bought by the team, and that the team is now willing to give it a good, long shot, transfer the ownership. Let them come up with the overall structure, the plan, the mechanics of it. they normally do a better job of it. But be around to guide and share, to nudge and prod.

Grow your resources and empower them
Use your creativity to see how their energies are flowing, to grow them and make them even better as people and professionals by constantly challenging them and providing them with opportunities. As they understand and trust this difficult process, as they cross this chasm, they will slowly start to trust and believe, both in themselves and  in others.

Celebrate
A great way to seal each bit of growth is to celebrate so e sure to celebrate every single milestone.

Ownership requires commitment to go the whole path. There is no going back, no giving up. This comes only when there is a purpose that gives meaning to one and all. It needs conviction, honesty and a cause that is bigger than themselves.

Primarily it is a trust issue and can be addressed with honesty and transparency. Once the issue is bridged, ownership comes in. Once it is set in motion, large amounts of creative energies are available to the group that can be used for their own good.
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Chennai Express - Movie Review

Posted on 02:45 by Unknown
Been a long time since a movie was seen at the 10 a.m. show. But I saw the huge hit that Rohit Shetty made with Shahrukh Khan and Deepika Padukone in a theatre that had about 20 people including Shobhs and me. Not many takers for the early morning shows I guess.

I saw some reviews ripping this movie to shreds. Ratings of 1 star on 5 and so on. Then I heard rave reviews from those who found it extremely funny - I did not - there are jokes but not one that made me want to laugh out loud. The movie actually falls somewhere in between. It's a 2.5 from me. I think I also tend to enjoy movies a bit more when the reviewers tear them up to pieces - the expectations are nil.

First up, it's a Rohit Shetty film, so one better gear up for that. One can see his trademark stuff. The script is not great but I don't think you go to his films to watch great scripts. You go to get some song, some dance, some laughs, some fights and some big action sequences - the whole package as they call it. You are also prepared for some big cinematic leaps and do not question some gaps because it's not supposed to be serious cinema. It's entertainment. Not necessarily intelligent.

So we have YY Mithaiwala's 40 year old grandson Rahul, a simple idiot to start with but one who grows into a bad guy with a golden heart or a good guy with a stone heart or something like that, going to Rameswaram to immerse his grandfather's ashes. But Rahul is a 40 year old with a 20 year old heart, maturity and sense of responsibility, and instead decides to go to Goa and immerse the ashes there so they land up at Rameswaram anyway. Situations so conspire that he has to get on the Chennai Express to fool his grandmother, who is not fooled anyway, with the plan of getting off at Kalyan and meeting his friends to drive on to Goa.

But Rahul is rather a dimwit and lends a helping hand to five people who are trying to board the running train - four of them who weigh upwards of 100 kilos certainly and one dainty Deepika. With no platform left to alight after his philanthropic deeds Rahul finds out soon enough that the girl is being kidnapped by her cousin brothers, cohorts of her mafia don father. They are currently taking her to Komban, her village to get her married to another mafia don's son. Get the picture? Rahul cannot speak or understand Tamil, Meena can speak and understand both Hindi, Tamil, Marathi though in her own weird manner and most of the Tamil crew cannot speak nor understand Hindi. So the two talk to one another in Hindi through songs. Why songs? The others cannot understand Hindi anyway right? But that's how dimwitted it can get at one level. Anyway girl tells everyone that she and Rahul love one another which is why she cannot marry the gigantic son that her father has chosen for her. After much running around and many more corny jokes, the movie gets to its logical end.

The pluses first. It's not as bad as it's made out to be. The locations are brilliant. Deepika is superb and makes Meena's character stand out with her accent and all. There is one scene when she tells Rahul that she is going to Rameswaram with him to save him from her people, where she brings in a touch of genuine cinematic magic - you actually feel like leaning over and giving her a hug. Way to go girl! Shahrukh is fine though he is a confused character - he is more like himself when he hosts those film functions - full of juvenile humour, self-deprecating at times, though he is funnier in the film functions. The big plus is that there are no real parts where you want to get up and move, which is what many movies can do to you. Rohit ends the movie well in a predictable ending.

The minuses then. Shahrukh's character could have been a lot more defined. It's almost as if someone thoguht that by just walking on to the set and mouthing his funny dialogues, the character would stick. Rahul's character is weak and is a caricature of all of Shahrukh's old characters - from DDLJ to My Name is Khan to Dil Se to whatever, he is having a private joke. But what is he really, this halwai, this supposed common man with a slightly misplaced sense of humour ?What are his convictions, what are his dreams, what does he think of himself? Left with no real spine in the character, Shahrukh does a bit of everything, jokes through scenes even when there is no need and gets serious in scenes where he need not. Finally it looks almost as if a caricature is out there in the middle of some real characters. Some work on his character could have improved the main hero's credibility so much more and added greater depth and connect to the story. Could the Tamils have been shown in a slightly better light, with some sense of humour too or even as people with some more dimensions? Perhaps. I did not really find the jokes awfully funny and just sat through them - my laugh-o-meter was at half. I cowered a few times in sheer embarrassment which is a new (a couple of them I should mention - one when Shahrukh nods his head in an embarrassed admittance of his love to Deepika in the end, just as a naughty schoolboy would do, please SRK shed that sir, and another when the gigantic chap starts singing in addition to their awful singing.).

But Chennai Express zooms on with all its faults and foibles and entertains non-stop in a rather odd manner where you are left feeling rather inadequate, that something is not fully right, that something better could have been done with a little bit of application, a little bit of better storytelling. You wonder why the jokes are rather juvenile and why an intelligent man like Shahrukh wishes to portray himself in such a half-baked role. You wait for it to rise above the ordinary, for something to happen and it does not. Then you fear a bit for the sense of humour of our audiences, for the intelligence of our audiences. Why are our 100 crore films like this?

The last scene when Shahrukh finally wins over his girl was best left without any dialogue to take it to another level, so intense was it all, but then we had to have several corny jokes in those dialogues again. It's a bit like that but then we are not looking at perfection. Like I said, a 2.5 from me on a scale of 5.
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