Saturday, December 20, 2008

I am booked

After a long long time, I picked a book to read and fell in love all over again. I am reading Suketu Mehta's 'Maximum City' since the last 2-3 days. I am done with just 50 out of the 500 odd pages, that is about 10% of the book. I am not just in love with this book, but somehow the whole idea of 'reading' over 'watching' seems to grip me again.
Since morning I have been wondering what could probably make writing so much more connecting than a film. Surprisingly, I found the answer in my MBA, in MIS (Management Information Systems). The message should pass through minimum people to retain its true meaning. The writer writes a story, the director interprets it and tells it through the medium of actors. Actors being the thinking human beings they are (well at least the good ones), interpret every scene their way and present. Not to forget the prejudice and perceptions that the screenplay writer, the dialog writer and even the music director hold while they add their flavour to the original story.So what we watch is ultimately the amalgamation of all these hopefully unidirectional biases and thoughts. Thats what screws up the story in a film sometimes.
Reading, on the other hand, is direct communication between you (the reader) and the writer. The only weak link is the competence of the writer with language. There is no other 'person' involved in between that can alter the flavour of the story.
I hope you are getting me. :-)

Friday, December 12, 2008

Prime Time Terror

After 26/11, I received number of forwards into my mailbox, proclaiming 'enough is enough', 6 steps or 21 steps the Govt. should take to combat terror, stories of martyrs of Mission Tornado, gory images of CST shootout, interviews of film stars and celebrities and every conceivable gossip possible (I am awaiting a forward on Kasab's love interest). Everyone has a good topic discuss now, at bus stops, coffee shops, at the dinner table and may be even daaru.
Media has given this incident prime coverage. Relatives of victims have spoken on television before the first tear rolled out of their eyes. New channels especially the Sabse Tej ones have even broadcast the journey of a bullet from a terrorist's gun to a soldiers chest. And we all have watched it in amusement on TV. We all have been scared. We all have been stirred. We all have been shaken.
Thousands of people gathered at the Gateway of India to protest the inefficiency of the Government. They had catchy slogans written on their T-shirts and on placards. The crowd enthusiastically clicked pictures, shouted slogans and gave media bytes. All so much filmy, so much Rang de Basanti. Now, what next?
Change in leadership at the state level, that too just one state. Will we wait for attacks on other states to bring about a change there? Are we going to be reactive only? Scared, stirred and shaen, but has the incident really woken us up? Or do we still thin that candle light and peace marches are going to solve the problem. Have the parents of Indian youth woken up enough to support their child's entry into politics? Have the Indian wives woken up enough to let their husband take up a lesser paying job, give up the luxuries of a sedan and that lucrative onsite trip just because their motherland needs them more? And above all have WE, the responsible citizens of free India, understood where every small penny spent on bribe, LPG cylinders in black market, pirated music/movies, cash payment of rent and property purchase is taking our country? Are we awake to the fact that black money from this market funds terror? Are we ready to sacrifice petty individual gains for the larger good? Stop blaming the politicians for their corrupt practices. They are just worthy representatives of who we are.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

I have joined the Indian Army

Now that I have your attention, let me get on with the actual post:

Here I sit today in 'Sanket' position. Sanket, my dear cousin, sits in the bean bag at mid-night with his laptop on his lap; I call this the 'Sanket position'.
Well too many things happening today. Lets take 'em up one by one.
I begin a new assignment at my workplace. I will probably end up giving a lot of consulting gyan but hopefully with some substance. Thats what it appears from the couple of meeting I had today.
I went swimming at our company's health club today. After a couple of rounds of the pool I discovered that there was a formal coach available. Not that I don't know to stay afloat, I have manage to do that for the past 20 odd years. But those are crude methods of swimming that come to you by mere survival instincts. I wanted to learn formal swimming where in the movement of my limbs could be classified into either strokes (currently it looks like the dance of a headless chicken). So here I am tired with an hour of swimming.
Dear wife is not home today. She has gone to Goa on a 5day trip and boy am I missing her. Not that she hasn't gone before and I haven't missed her before, but just saying it. So, I come back from work and cook with the help of my cousin. Three toast sandwiches and a couple of pegs of Vodka and the film starts looking interesting.
Oh I guess I didn't tell you about this. I am watching 'Shaurya' - a Hindi movie. KK Menon is a man who will hopefully carry the legacy of NaseruddinShah forward. I don't know if I have mentioned it on this blog earlier, but here I go: “Naseeruddin Shah is the best actor in th world”< period>.
There are two actors today who can carry forward the legacy: KK Menon and Irfan Khan. But imagine the strength of Naseerji's acting, it takes two contemporary actors to carry forward the legacy. No wonder, I want to be a Naseeruddin Shah when I grow up! :-)

Good night.