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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Anti Corruption and Anti Hazare

A couple of friends posted the following on FB, and I couldn’t agree more. Exactly my sentiments on the issue currently broadcasted on national television 24/7.


1. I'm anti-corruption.
2. I'm anti-Anna Hazare.
3. Hazare is a sanctimonious right-wing tyrant so cloaked in his own virtue that he believes he is above the law.
4. The law is frequently an ass.
5. Nevertheless, the law is frequently our only hope.
6. Better the elected asses than the dictatorial unelected.
7. The government is playing into Hazare's hands with its idiocy.
8. Yes, these views can be held simultaneously.


No denying the fact that corruption has assumed epic proportions in our country (India) and if nothing is done now to contain the contamination, we will never be able to redeem ourselves.
And, no denying the fact that Anna Hazare is a genuine social activist with the most noblest of intentions – his clean image and spotless career do provide an ideal anti-corruption voice.


However, we cannot deny the fact that we are living in a country, which is led by democratically elected representatives under a constitution that dictates law and civil behavior. Yes, it has loop holes and it is misused and misinterpreted, and hardly implemented in the right scenarios – yet that is our only hope. Because law enforcement is weak, you and I cannot proclaim ourselves to be the highest judiciary to whom all should abide.


Many argue that peaceful protests are within the peripheries of our civil rights – yes, provided they are done responsibly. While I agree that confining Anna Hazare to Tihar Jail was a knee jerk extreme reaction, protesting that Anna knows it all - is also not right.


How does fasting help the cause against corruption? The first time Anna went on fast – everybody sat up. It was a bold step to awaken the collective consciousness of a billion people – I will not argue with how many support and how many don’t. Of course, all of us are frustrated with the current state of affairs, and at this time a person like Anna Hazare does emerge as a larger than life hero. Though I was skeptic of where this would take us, as long as the government was forced to take a more serious look at the lok pal bill and implement it, I thought I’ll keep my cynicism in check.


But once the awareness has been created, media attention has been focused and the government has been trying to implement (so what if only a rudimentary form of) the bill, I feel Anna and his supporters should have proactively facilitated the process. In a democracy, nobody gets everything that they want – there is compromise – so many times even on the rightful demands. You tell me, is it not better that we start somewhere and take it from there, rather than fight as to where the start point should lie?


We are simple going overboard now. I am not for or against any political party – the party in power is behaving like any party would and the opposition is behaving like any opposition would – I do not attribute any morals to their words or beliefs.
It is the common people who are seldom affected by the changing power reigns that I feel are let down in all this. Who decides the righteousness of the independent body of the jan lok pal bill. Anna? In a country, where religion and technology, money and power, all are dictated by the electoral vote bank supposedly, define “independent” for me, please.


And, for god’s sake, don’t bring Gandhi into the equation. Gandhi adopted satyagraha as a means of protest against a forcefully constituted foreign government that made rules only to oppress the people of this land for their selfish interests. He was not fighting against a democratically elected government, which has been elected by us.
If we cannot find the right people to vote for, and we who consider ourselves right don’t stand for elections, please justify the success of this ideal independent body to form the jan lok pal bill.


Holding a government to ransom by fasting in today’s times is blackmailing the rule book of law and subverting the fundamentals of democracy –– My way or the highway is hardly a done deal – Means is as important as the end. That is why Gandhi fasted and Anna should not.


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Monday, August 15, 2011

We'll never forget you Shammi-ji! - Shammi Kapoor Unplugged

This weekend Hindi filmdom lost one of it's brightest shining stars - Shammi Kapoor. He finally is at peace as he passed away from renal failure this weekend. As part of Kapoor Khazana, I had created a small tribute to him earlier on this blog - my Dance Like A Kapoor: Shammi Kapoor post!

I also wanted to share a wonderful video series that's available on YouTube - where you can hear about Shammi and his life adventures in his own words.



As his Wikipedia entry notes, "Tall, athletic, lively, fair complexioned, green-eyed and with handsome features, Shammi was a heartthrob, and his good looks and physique complemented his image" ... and yet he was so much more than that. He was a spiritual, positive person with gratitude for the gift of life -- that's something we can all learn from. I also loved that he was one of the few from his generation that truly embraced the internet age, having set up and managed a website dedicated to the Kapoor Family as well as posting regularly on Twitter. One of his recent tweets stated:

 SIGH. Shammi-ji will definitely be missed - but never, ever forgotten!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

R.I.P. Shammi Kapoor

And thus passes away a legend of Hindi cinema.


Though the magic of Shammi Kapoor was experienced by generations away from the one I grew up in. His songs, and the stylish, light-hearted portrayal of the romantic hero was quite popular during my growing up years too thanks to weekly movies and the chitrahaar sessions on DD.
In the later years, his warm grandfather image in ads like Pan Parag and a few movies was also quite endearing.


May you rest in peace!


Leaving you with some super awesome, unforgettable, evergreen melodies that have been synonymous with the epic that is Shammi Kapoor. And this is going to be one long play list - a good companion for your Sunday...


- Tumse achha kaun hai...




- Badan pe sitaare lapete hue...




- Yeh chaand sa roshan chehera...




- Deewana hua badal...




Baar baar dekho...




- Kahin na kahin...




- Akele akela kahan jaa rahe ho...




- O haseena zulfon waali...




- Deewana mujha sa nahin...




- Tumne mujhe dekha...




- Aaj kal tere mere pyaar ke charche...




- Aaja aaja main hun pyaar tera




- Aasman se aaya farishta...




And I could go on and on...what are your favorite Shammi Kapoor numbers? Some big ones that I'm forgetting?


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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

When Rishi went cray-cray ... or DID he? - Badaltey Rishtey (1978)




Photo credit: desiradio.com
Love triangles and janam-patrikas ... complex stuff indeed. These are some of the main elements thrown out there in Badaltey Rishtey (1978) starring Rishi Kapoor, Reena Roy and Jeetendra. Love triangles are a typical Bollywood plot device, and one that has enraptured audiences for ages. Hell, they even enrapture the youth of America (Twilight, anyone?). But Badaltey Rishtey is a slightly twisted love triangle film, with a twist.

Manohar Dhani (Rishi Kapoor) is a happy-go-lucky orphan who works multiple jobs (among them, doing guided tours of Simla) while pursuing his graduate degree. A chance meeting with Savitri (Reena Roy) at the train station results in love at first sight, at least for Manohar.  Savitri requires some woo-ing, and if you know Rishi like I do, woo-ing is what he does best. Manohar, being a crafty, resourceful fellow, poses as a delivery Ande-wallah (egg-seller) to visit Savitri daily until he is able to charm her into meeting him. Savitri, seeing his sweet nature and optimism despite the fact that he is alone in life, falls in love with him. Hurray!




Photo credit: guyanafriends.com
 Oh wait. Because Savitri is such a perfect, delicate flower, she also attracts the attention of Sagar (Jeetendra), a wealthy businessman whose family lives in Simla. Savitri, coming from a modest family, teaches music to earn a living. She lives with her aging mother and her brother (Asrani) who works as a painting contractor. One of her students, Prema (Rachna Bhatt), happens to be Sagar's younger sister. Savitri arrives for Prema's lesson just as Sagar has returned home, and literally falls into his arms (she's a klutz! It's so attractive, just like Bella from Twilight!). Then Prema plays a recording of Savitri singing, and Sagar is a goner.

He begins moping around the house, listening to the recording over and over and painting pictures of Savitri. When he attends Savitri's music performance, he insists that she must sing the song for his sake, and gets all googly eyes when she does, not knowing she is singing to Manohar.



His sister-in-law (played by the delightful Shoba Khote) notes what's going on and resolves to get him together with Savitri. Sagar also loans a large sum of money to Savitri's brother, who he seems to vaguely be friends with. Clearly there are ulterior motives for his generosity.

Sagar's sister-in-law approaches Savitri's mother (Dina Pathak) with a proposal, and the mother is absolutely thrilled. She feels that their family astrologer's predictions for them to attain wealth is finally being realized. Savitri refuses the proposal because she is already in love with Manohar, and her mother immediately uses her 'Maa' powers to summon a heart attack and get herself hospitalized to get back at Savitri. The mother's illness had also been predicted by the astrologer, down to the exact date.

Meanwhile on a romantic romp in the snow, Manohar is seriously injured and hospitalized. Savitri is distraught, and her guilt increases when her friend tells her another aspect to her astrological predictions -- Savitri is destined to marry, but her husband will be in grave danger for the first 40 days of their marriage and could possibly die. After that, she will be married and live happily ever after. Dun Dun Dunnnnnnnnnnn!!!!




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Unable to bear the thought of causing Manohar's death and succumbing to intense pressure from her ill mother, Savitri agrees to marry Sagar, but only after telling him about her predicted fate. Sagar is so besotted that he decides to take the risk and marry her anyway. Whatta guy! Leaving Manohar alone with his godfather in the hospital, Savitri marries Sagar. As they leave their wedding, Sagar helps a stranded car on the road and gets into a horrible accident. He survives without a scratch, and everyone waxes poetic about how Savitri has brought good luck to Sagar.

When Manohar learns that she has left him, he assumes that she betrayed him and married Sagar for his money. Savitri ends up writing Manohar a letter telling him about the prediction for her future, and says she still loves him and that in 40 days if her husband dies, she will come to him. Whaaaa?

The story then takes a wild turn, with Manohar pursuing Savitri relentlessly, pretending to befriend Sagar so he can kill him and reunite with Savitri. Savitri, seeing Manohar's wild behavior, begins to question her love for him. So which guy will survive? Who will Savitri end up with?




Photo credit: Cindy's BollyBlog
While not an astounding or groundbreaking film by any means, I will say that this film held my interest, particularly as Manohar's character starts his descent into madness in the second part of the film. Rishi Kapoor is absolutely darling as Manohar in the beginning, and then becomes increasingly threatening. I love Rishi so much that I actually struggled with seeing him in a negative role! But the entire idea is that Manohar IS charming and could easily befriend anyone, so his underhanded ways go unnoticed by everyone except Savitri. He's adorable, flashing his 1,000-watt smile all the way to the bittersweet end.




A sweater vest to add to the list of awesome Rishi's Knits!
Reena Roy is beautiful but somewhat vapid as Savitri. She spends much of the film with blank, questioning expressions. I did like the fact that Savitri is NOT a perfect character, despite appearances. She is selfish, a bit shady and seems to relish the role of a victim. She does try to redeem herself towards the end, but her choices are definitely not the smartest or most moral. I mean if someone is trying to poison your husband, you really ought to tell someone (preferably the police).



Jeetendra plays the consummate good guy, albeit a bit stalker-ish in the beginning. He's loyal, friendly, upstanding and patient with Savitri. He's the only character of the three that doesn't represent 'shades of gray' between good and bad. Therefore, he is the character I find most boring. The one sort of funny thing about Sagar is how excited he is to get it on with Savitri. He talks incessantly about their 'Suhaag Raat' (honeymoon night, i.e. pow-chicka-pow-pow time), which has been delayed until he survives the 40 days. Talk about foreplay. Sagar is maybe not all that together in the head either, as he talks to his painting of Savitri about how much he wants to DO her. Savitri is a magnet for the crazies!




Photo credit: octoberzine.blogspot.com's also fab recap of this film!
Asrani, Dina Pathak and Shoba Khote put in good supporting performances, and Rachna Bhatt is quite fresh and lovely as the young sister. The songs were more melancholy in nature, though the title song was quite popular at the time. My favorite of the lot is definitely this one - it's funky and fun, and who doesn't love a romp in the snow with Rishi?


As fellow blogger Cindy mentions in her review of this film, as I re-watched this film, I was reminded of Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam and Woh Saat Din. This film does find a way to make you understand and relate to the 'change of heart' far more successfully than those films do, though it is still problematic. It's not a wholly satisfying conclusion, as Cindy also noted, but it does sit a bit better with me than the other two films do.




Photo credit: random google search
It's a film that's worth the watch if you love Rishi, or if you love late 70s fashion (Reena Roy's geometric print sarees are a joy!). Or for the amusement of subtitles like this:




Ahhh, bromance.

The ABC Song!

Seems like it’s the tag season. Picked up this one from Bikram’s post here.


All those who have time to spare, consider yourself TAGGED!


Here goes me…


A
- Available: No – occupied and busy, very busy…
- Age: At the wrong end of the 20s
- Animals: Horses


B
- Beer: Not for me, bring on the wine though!
- Birthday: Just round the corner
- Best friend: Hubby dearest
- Body Part on opposite sex: The grey matter in that cranium!
- Best feeling in the world: At the beach, where I can hear the waves crashing on the rocks and feel the balmy breeze on my cheeks
- Best weather: I mind the sun. Rain, thunder, storm, hail and snow – all make my day.
- Been in Love: Yeah yeah, been there, done that!
- Been on stage: Yes, loads of times – for debates, JAMs, dramatics, compering and even dancing!
- Believe in Magic: Umm would like to believe in magic but reality bites hard,
- Believe in Santa: Ofcourse – in Santa and Rudolf and all such stuff that magically gets you gifts!
- Brand: Identity crisis!


C
- Candy: Melody and Hajmola Imli ;)
- Color: White, Blue, Peach, Pink, Violet, Red, Black – actually all of them depending on what mood I am in.
- Chocolate/Vanilla: Chocolate brownies with hot chocolate fudge on a generous helping of light chocolate and vanilla ice-cream – and a double helping of that pls.
- Chinese/Indian/Italian: Italian
- Cake or pie: Cake
- Cheese: In any form and all kinds!


D
- Day or Night: Depends for what!
- Dancing in the rain: Makes living life worthwhile


E
- Eyes: Clear and transparent
- Ever failed a class?: Nahiiiiiii
- Enemies: I am sure I have many, I like to believe I have consciously made none
- Exercise: Much needed - Wish was more regular at that


F
- First thoughts waking up: How many more minutes can I laze around before it becomes too late to wake up
- Food: Another reason that convinces you the world is not such a bad place


G
- Greatest Fear: Darkness
- Goals: None, I just kick around
- Get along with your parents: Yes, pretty well and to add, they are managing quite well too ;)


H
- Hair Color: Black
- Happy: Happy!
- Holiday: Nothing as holier as the day that’s a holiday!


I
- Ice Cream: In all flavors with lots of nuts


J
- Jewelry: Minimalistic
- Job: That pays bills


K
- Kids: Love them! Hope to have my own someday ;)
- Kickboxing or karate: Karate – a senior green belter, mind you :D
- Keep a journal? In the stone age when Internet had not invaded our lives and then blogs happened.


L
- Love: Makes the world go round
- Laughed so hard you cried: Yes yes, so many times!


M
- Milk flavor: Chocolate – latest is cold milk with Hersheys chocolate syrup.
- Movies: All lovey dovey romances, candy floss love stories and chick flicks.
- Motion sickness: A bad case of that I am :(
- McD’s or BK: Mc Donald’s in India – anywhere else, it doesn’t matter cos both have nothing to offer vegetarians!


N
- Number: Infinity


O
- One wish: That I could get some more wishes!


P
- Perfect Pizza: Domino’s thin crust – Mexican green wave with an extra helping of olives – spruced up with oregano and lots of chilly flakes
- Pepsi/Coke: None
- Perfume/Cologne: Perfume – Dolce Gabbana Gold


Q
- Quail: Reptiles


R
- Reason to cry: movies, books, unfortunate incidents, memories, nostalgia , too much off love and happiness, self-sympathy trips…
- Reality T.V : A haven for desperados
- Radio Station: It’s been ages since I tuned into one


S
- Song: So many…all time favs would be
English: Stairway to heaven
Hindi: Yeh honsla kaise ruke
- Shoe size: Among the smaller ones
- Salad Dressing: Thousand Island
- Skinny dip: Leave it t the skinny people to have!
- Strawberries/Blueberries : Strawberries…!
- Sport: What is that?


T
- Tattoos: Too painful for me!
- Thunderstorms: Make for shady pseudo romantic moments in Indian cinema


U
- Unpredictable: Me Me Me


V
- Vacation spot(s): Would love to see all the famous tourist spots in the world – Greece and Venice are up on my list!


W
- Weakness: Emotions rule the head.
- Who makes you laugh the most: rather what - Life and its vicissitudes
- Worst Weather?: Depression


X
- X-Rays: A pain at the airports


Y
-Year it is now: 2011
-Yellow: Sunflowers – bright and cheery


Z
- Zoo animal: Love the Giraffe!


[Image source: Google Images]

Monday, August 8, 2011

Iconic SPB - some of my favorite Bala songs!

There is absolutely no way to really represent all that there is to love about S.P. Balasubramaniam. That booming, powerful, distinctive voice really speaks for itself. I've been to three SPB Concerts in my life, and loved every moment of each one. I would totally go to a million more. I remember the first time I was sitting in the auditorium for his concert ... I closed my eyes as he started singing and inexplicably, Salman Khan's face flashed before my eyes. Damn Raamlaxman! Their use of SPB as the 'voice' of Salman in films like Maine Pyar Kiya, Patthar Ke Phool, and Hum Aapke Hai Koun has permanently fixed a Salman=SPB equation in my mind, even though I don't think it actually suits him at all. You'll note that the end of my playlist below is heavy on Salman songs ... I couldn't help it!

So when Githa of Words from a Lotus mentioned that she was doing SPB Day, I immediately started trying to compile my favorite songs. Unfortunately, or fortunately, I am SUCH a fan of his that it was absolutely impossible for me to do so in a day. So many, many days later, here is my humble playlist of favorite SPB songs. This is by no means a comprehensive list, I'm sure there are many more that I've forgotten, but these were definitely the ones that came to mind first!

I've started with Telugu, Tamil and then Hindi - so it's not quite in a 'real' order, just by language. Enjoy the voice of this LEGEND!



My Favorite SPB Songs Playlist:
 
- Shankara Nada Shareera - Shankarabharanam (1981)
- Nada Vinodamu - Sagara Sangamam (1983)
- Mannil Inda Kadhal - Keladi Kanmani (1990)
- Ilaiyanila - Payanangal Mudivathillai (1982)
- Pani Vizhum Malarvanum - Ninaivellam Nithya (1982)
- Pothi Vecha Malligai- Mannvasanai (1983)
- Punjai Undu Nenjai Undu - Unnal Mudiyam Thambi (1988)
- Kala Kala Magam - Punnagai Mannan (1986)
- Guruvayoorappa - Pudhu Pudhu Arthangal (1989)
- Rathiriyil Poothirikkum - Thanga Magan (1983)
- Priya Priya O Priya- Kattabomman (1993)
- Devi Sri Devi - Vaazhve Mayam (1982)
- Rum Bum Bum - Michael Madana Kamarajan (1990)
- Mettupodu - Duet (1994)
- Madathile - Veera (1994)
- En Veetu Thottathil - Gentleman (1993)
- Oruvan Oruvan - Muthu (1995)
- O Maria - Saagar (1985)
- Dil Deewana - Maine Pyar Kiya (1989)
- Aaja Shaam Hone Aayi - Maine Pyar Kiya (1989)
- Tumse Milne Ki Tamanna Hai - Saajan (1990)
- Tumse Jo Dekhte Hi Pyar Hua - Patthar Ke Phool (1991)
- Sun Beliya - 100 Days (1991)
- Saathiya Tune Kya Kiya - Love (1991)
- Aaja Aaja Give Me A Kiss - Love (1991)
- Pehla Pehla Pyar Hai - Hum Aapke Hai Koun (1994)
- Teri Hi Arzoo - Chandramukhi (1993)




Painting by Venkat Meruvu



Friday, August 5, 2011

Tagged: Why I Read!

Tagged by Aparna here to do a post on why I read.

My first reaction was this would be a breeze cos I do read a lot, but getting down to it, I am at a loss of reasons really.
I don’t even remember when I started reading or if ever it was a conscious decision.
For as long as I can remember I have derived the distinct pleasure that only books can give. Maybe it comes from my mom – she introduced us to the joy of reading way way back.

A voracious reader from childhood, I had graduated from Noddys and Enid Blytons to first abridged and then very soon unabridged classical and semi classical literature much before an average child my age – As soon I was done with Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys in Class 5 and 6 , I was onto Jane Austen, the Bronte Sisters, and the likes.

An English literature degree was the ultimate treat as I was exposed to so many authors from different periods and geographies. The education in literary criticism and appreciation brought a whole new dimension to the act of ‘reading’.

Though thanks to the IT madness I have gotten myself into, I do not get to spend as much time and energy as I would like for reading, books remain my greatest passion.

Reading opens up new horizons, new perspectives – it broadens your thinking – making you a more holistic and inclusive individual – the awareness of the world in the sense of its diversity is a revelation in itself.

And so I continue to read to...
…fuel my fantasies and imaginative flights
…forget my worldly worries
…learn about the varied cultures, countries and peoples
…be able to understand contexts better
...appreciate the beautiful weaving of words that create linguistic magic

I read an assortment of genres – none to specify as my favorite – but as a rule I like what people usually call “heavy reading”. I like detailed, long, drawn out accounts with an overplay of drama and emotions :)!

In keeping with the tradition of “The Tag”, tagging a few co-bloggers who I feel would have something interesting to talk about…

So, waiting to hear from you guys – do this if you have the time! And if somebody else wants to pick this tag too – most welcome – point me to your post when you are done!

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Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Living ‘Life’

The calendar dictates my days,
The clock my time.
I snooze between alarms,
And dream through the commute.

Blinded by my false sense of self worth,
The beauty of the newly blossomed gulmohar
On the path I rush through, escapes me.

The mornings are maniacally hurried,
And the evenings pass in a daze.
Of the afternoons I remember nothing;
The nights are long and silent.

I like to believe that within me,
Lie the depths of the ocean.
There are oysters with hidden pearls.

I don’t have the luxury of deep diving,
I console myself, and then I sigh in relief;
This fear of searching within, only to
Stumble upon the silence of the hollow years.

The lack of profound sorrow and
The absence of any exhilarating joy
Am I blessed or just plain cold?

At the shore, my heart aches for the
Electrifying currents that run deep;
And the sinking ship, in the middle of
The blue, envies my sanctuary at the coast!