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FIVE Years as a professional TV Guy!

2011-05-02T23:38:00.000+05:30

I completed 5 years in the Television industry or so to say, FIVE years of my professional life today (2-05-2011) From a TV journalist to News Anchor to a well recognized Voice Over of Kannada Television Industry, I have seen quite a few ups and downs in these five years. But, by God’s grace, I have seen more ups than downs in the last so many years.
Looking back at my journey, I feel good that I have done quite a few things that I had not imagined I would, when I had started my career as a reporter in TV9 on 2 May 2006. I was just out of college, had come back from the convocation at XIC, Mumbai, after doing my Tv and Video production PG Dip there.
TV9 was nothing more than a Telugu news channel then and had wanted to grab the attention of the Kannada audiences with their new Kannada News Channel. But there was nothing but a building and a little over a few dozen of crew at the building, which did not even have a studio ready those days. And my journey lasted there for more than two years. I was an anchor there, reporter then and the first ever correspondent from a TV channel to have gone abroad to cover a sports event, when I travelled to West Indies to cover the 2007 world cup. Tv9 had just gone on air those days. I had the chance to bring in the latest from the Cricketing world right from where the World Cup action was going on. India crumbled out in the first round itself. Bob Woolmer dies. I was back in India within two weeks. But I had already got a chance to do something which had never happened in the Kannada television industry.
Moving on, I hosted a show on Worldspace Sparsha on weekends called Masale Mandakki. Later in 2008 joined BIG FM as an associate producer for a short period. Then came my stint with Aajtak/Headlines today as a Bangalore correspondent, dealing mostly crime related News.
Come 2009, I joined Suvarna as promo chief and a voice over artist. A new page in my life. Something I had never thought was about to happen. I become the official Voice of Suvarna. This is apart from my voice still being telecast on TV9, which started on Day 1 of that channel!
Now, exactly after FIVE YEARS, I am foraying into the acting world. Starting 2 May 2011, the serial I am acting in, Krishna Rukmini has started telecast on Suvarna, Monday to Friday 7 PM.

Whats up?!

2011-01-06T00:01:00.006+05:30

Hey Wassssup?!

And you might say, sarcastically that you see the ceiling, up!

Whoever says this, has a point and all they see in life, may be, is the ceiling. That according to me means that, they might be looking for a secure future. They might even be looking for a roof above their head.

You might ask me, what do we actually need to see when we see up?

I would say, we need to see the SKY, when we see up!

Sky according to me is abundance, the source of endless joy and wisdom. Sky has no limits, sky has no boundaries, sky doesn't even have something called a fence that will obstruct our vision towards what we want to see. Whatever is up there, is up for our visionary delight.

We always keep telling ourselves that "sky is the limit". Do we put this in practice. Do we have that real vision in our minds?

Now, let us all practice by having Sky as the upper limits.

Now let us analyse what else can we see ''up"?

If, for example, you see the ceiling fan, that means you are limiting your vision only to one thing. And that it is revolving inside your head like that ceiling fan. That restricts your vision and hence the possibility to explore further more than that dies out.

So, don't have the vision of Ceiling Fan Up on your mind, as far as you can.

If you don't even see a ceiling, a ceiling fan or the most important and vital Sky in your mind, and all you see is blankness, it means you are either hallucinating that there is nothing which is worthy in this world, you have no vision for your life or you do not intend to have any vision for your life.

I do not believe in new year resolutions. But, since this post on this particular subject has come up in the beginning of the year, I take this opportunity to tell that let us all take this up as our resolution of the year. Let us all try and live upto our dreams, which is sky high. If we do not have any limits to what we dream., then we wont hesitate to try out new things in life. Had the human race not ventured out on trying out new things in life, we wouldn't be in the place and position where we are today.

So, pls tell me, wasssssssssuup!

It had been 'quiet' a while

2010-06-29T00:33:00.007+05:30

It has been quite a while since this blog of mine had any activity.

There are so many things to share and so many reasons why I should have penned down my thoughts and informations here, a lot earlier than today. However, I have finally got out of the spell of procrastination and here in front of you.

The past one year has changed a lot in me and also in my career. And in this period I got a chance to make a documentary on Lost Lakes of Bangalore called 'Err-bane Truth' (click on the name for the link of the VIDEO) along with my friend Nishant Ratnakar. It was a wonderful experience to make that documentary. It also won the Lost Lakes of Bangalore contest conducted by Arghyam Foundation which runs indiawaterportal.org. Apart from this, we are awaiting t

he results

of a contest, run by Hyderabad Film Festival. Hope things are in our favour and it will all be known on the last d

ay of June! (more details of the fest: cinebees.com)

And I am going to complete an year with Suvarna Entertainment Channel and will soon be working as a part time voice over artist for them, instead of the present full time job.

My intention is to work full time on making documentaries etc in the coming days and commit myself more into a little bit of more writing and more travel than I have done in the last few years. The idea is to not waste my time at the office, and spend more of it outside, because, there is SO MUCH to see and do in here!

Vijaya Next, a Kannada Magazine run by Times Of India group featured my opinions on the Radio scenario and Radio Jockeys in particular, attached here is an image of the same.

And there is more to come. Please keep watching this space for the further information on the same.

Thank you!

Badekkila Pradeep

'August Rush' and gushing emotions!

2010-04-08T02:22:00.010+05:30

"The music is within us. All we have to do is Listen"

I think that's the beauty of music. It is there everywhere and within us too. Just stay tuned to the music that plays within you.

I just finished watching this movie 'August Rush' which blew me away and had no option but to let it out at least in this way.

The last film I saw about music was 'Music and Lyrics' and I had thought that the movie was brilliant. And August Rush, released in 2007 steals the cake without doubt. And I bow to the director for creating this wonderful work of art.

This whole write up is an outcome of the sudden emotional outburst I am having right now after watching the movie. I don't have words to describe how I am feeling right now. And I feel the way the child artist Freddie Highmore has performed is brilliant. I loved the way the beautiful Keri Russel looks in the movie and I think beauty cannot surpass the way she looks when she is performing the Cello in E Minor at the concert. Wow, what a sight. And Jonathan Rhys Meyers' performance is still ringing in my ears!

Thank you Kirsten Sheridan (the director) for creating this wonderful piece!

A Banana joke

2010-01-18T02:11:00.000+05:30

There was this lazy person who wanted to eat a banana but was too lazy to go get it from the shop. So he starts praying God to give him a banana to eat. Surprisingly, God listens to his prayer and provides him with the best banana one can ever get anywhere in the world!
But it was a foot away from him. He wouldn't move an inch and prayed God some more and told him that he wanted it to be put in his mouth.
Suddenly he sees a person passing by but he was too lazy to ask him for a help.
Are we all like this in life sometimes. The 'maggi' is in the kitchen and I am so damn hungry and I am not even ready to even go boil some water and put that damn thing in it for sometime and eat it!
huh!
I hate to say that most of us have become this because of the situations or just because we do not want to do a little bit of physical exercise to help ourselves.
I do not want to be like this anymore, but as I am typing this, I am feeling too lazy to go pick my mobile up and message this to that friend of mine, or just 'comment' on his/her FB page 'wall'!

New Year, New Decade, New Hope!

2010-01-01T23:01:00.003+05:30

It is a new year and hope it is a happy one at that

and it is not just a beginning for the new year... It is also the beginning of a new decade.

We all celebrated the beginning with a bang. Well almost all of us.

Hope this isnt as bad a decade as 2000-2009 turned out to be.

the decade gone past had got us reasons to be sad and angry. Be it the WTC collapse or the WMD issue, the killing of Saddam or the recession, the Copenhagen fiasco or many more similar things. India too saw a lot of trouble in terms of political confusion, the attack on Akshardham, the parliament attack, 26/11 Mumbai attacks in 2002, the Mumbai floods, bomb attacks in various places like Mumbai, Gujarath, Varanasi, Delhi etc. Even Karnataka saw many troublesome days, like the political confusion created first by Kumaraswamy and then by Reddy brothers recently. The state also had its share of trouble in recent days in the form of floods in the northern part of the state. Dr Rajkumar's kidnap by forest brigand Veerappan, and later Rajkumar's death and the confusion during the cremation. The recent deaths of great Hindustani Classical Singer Gangubai Hanagal, Singer C Ashwath and the Sahasa Simha Vishnuvardhan.

I am not trying to document the incidents of the decade. This is just the recollection of the happenings of the decade in my own way.

The 2012 scare is still looming large and people have more reason to worry since that date is nearer than ever now. Dec 21, 2012 may not be the 'date' with fate. It could just turn out to be the beginning of some more trouble for the planet. This is not because the world is coming to an end. According to me, the world needs to look at the climate issues more seriously than ever, and at least the end of the World syndrome should fuel the fight against the cause of Climate Change to a large extent.

I hope Dec 21, 2012 is not the last day of the World or the Planet.

the previous sentence does not seem as optimistic as I started this article, isn't it?

On Vernacular Blogging!

2009-12-25T23:42:00.003+05:30

I have been featured in an article nwhich was written on Vernacular Blogging. Pls have a look at the article!

Life needs a refresh button, not SHUT DOWN!

2009-12-20T01:23:00.006+05:30

I know this life is going to be messy and lots of things happen in it on a regular basis. But this does not mean that your personal life is hindered because of that.

It is not very long ago since I met this friend of mine who was going through a phase in his life where he wanted a change. A change from everything he was going through, his friends, his closest relatives and more importantly from his long term girl friend. But this does not mean that he is going through a depression. he is just going through a phase where his mind is saying I need to take a break from everything I do and start life afresh.

I think we come across people of similar feelings at least once in our lifetime. I do not say that this happens to everyone. But this definitely is a classic example of the short term disturbed mind.

The simple solution according to me is to actually take that break you want to take.

This is subjective. A break for me would mean going on a short or long term trip to some place far (if my pocket permits me, that is!), or to go to one's native place and be with the parents for a while (if you are ready to be at least with your parents, that is) or you just want to change everything you are doing at the moment.

The last one is what I do not want anyone to do. This might spell disaster in your life! But the earlier two will help in a big way in bringing a new 'you' at the end of that sabbatical. After all everyone needs to have some sort of refresh button in their life.

No matter what we say, in life, some things are indispensable, like parents or sometimes even the people you are living with or friends.

Hope this helps at least one person to understand what is life or what you are going through at this moment or at one point off time in life.

If that happens, I am happy!

FM ರೇಡಿಯೋ... ಇದು ಗಾಳಿ ಗೋಪುರ?

2009-12-13T01:39:00.004+05:30

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Thank you

Badekkila Pradeep

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Kannada Song!

2009-11-14T01:09:00.002+05:30

Long time since I have appeared here and this particular post is also long overdue!

Kannada Rajyotsvava was on the 1st of November and this particular song had been done for the same reason. But still, since this is still November month, I deem it fit to put it up RIGHT NOW here.

Please watch the video given below for which I have written the lyrics.

Hope you enjoy the song and write back to me.

I have given the lyrics of the same in Kannada. will try and put up the translation of the same soon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgLiZETPRig

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Happy's Endings...

2009-08-31T00:39:00.004+05:30

want to see through life, the way we do through a Sunglass. But is that possible. Can we read people's minds? Can we possibly smile at the person and say, "dude, you are lying"!

How would life be, if we could read what is in store in the next minute, not the whole life. Funny, isn't it? Almost every one of us has thought about this aspect so many times in our life. even now, when you were reading the earlier lines, I am sure you were thinking, "Well, he thinks he is spilling the beans about this particular aspect of everyone's life". Sorry, I am not trying to do that. I am in a state of mind, where I want to see things the way they really are and say, "Good, things are all fine. Now I don' have to worry about anything."

I always yearn for an ideal world, and almost everyone of us do. And I wont stop at that. I further think and come to a conclusion that life should be the way it is, I dont have any rights to think that God has not given me the things which I badly want in life. I feel that is where the real thrill lies. Otherwise where is the need to lead the life.

Funnily, all of us think this way, but never stop from thinking about the ideal world and ideal life. A Happy Ending. Well, that Happy Ending can happen only in stories, films. I still wish.

Happy's Endings!

Yes!

2009-07-06T14:01:00.002+05:30

Yes... It's Just Around The Corner...

COMING SOON...!

Lost in Translation

2009-06-09T00:30:00.006+05:30

This piece of write up about Lost in Translation is here for you to read.

And I must say that I watched another movie after watching and writing about Lost In Translation and before putting it in here. That is Changeling. It is one wonderful movie I have ever seen I must say. Lost in Translation is a bit less lovely when compared to Changeling. It is just an amazing movie. I am not finding time to write down thin

gs which made me like that movie, apart from the storyline and of course Angelina in the movie.

Let me not talk much about Changeling here. Cos this place belongs to someone else! Here you go...

It is a six year old movie. But it was one of the best movies which were produced in 2003 I must say*. It was one of the main contenders for the coveted Academy Awards that year, though I do not clearly remember how many Oscars it had won in that year.

But now I am sure it is one movie which is worth the share of publicity it got.

Lost in Translation.

This movie has more things unsaid than said in the whole duration of 1 hour fourty five minutes of so. The protagonist Harris is the eye of the international tourist, specifically the US citizen in Japan. Any outsider will see the country through Harris' eyes.

And well, I am sure anyone will fall for Scarlett Johansson, who played the role of Charlotte in the movie. She looks her best in the movie I must say.

Bill Murray, playing Bob Harris, the superstar from Hollywood, looks like the stereotypical heroes anyone can expects would be. But what touches one’s soul is the way the life story of that person is told without rolling out much of the story of his life. Director's technique of not showing his family and telling the story without them works. And the two lives of Charlotte and Bob are unfolded in a slow, but very natural manner. How both are dissatisfied with their married life, one in his 50s while the other in her mid twenties. One has seen almost 25 years of married life while the other is only of 25 years and married just an year ago.

Bill Murray captivates us by his acting, while Scarlett’s one look is enough! Am I sounding a bit lenient towards her? Well, please watch the movie and you will all nod your heads in agreement!

The director doesn’t lose out anything untold in translation; hence the movie becomes one of your favorites at the end of watching it. The beauty lies in the way the blending of the day today lives in the unknown land for them and the way the affection between two souls grows day by day is done.

The affection towards both the characters grows constantly throughout the movie, just like both of them slowly come nearer. They both might be ages apart, generations apart. But what they find in each other looks like a solace in the middle of nowhere, where both of them don’t have anyone to share their feelings with. Is that what they call finding an oasis in the middle of a dessert? May be so. But the director shows them catching up with each other every time possible, morning, day, evening , night. But the affection does not have a stereotypical angle to it. They end up sleeping in the same bed, but not like how you think! At least this looks very dissimilar to any other Hollywood movie.

So, what is it between them which is building up? Love? Just affection? Are they just sharing their problems with each other? What is it?

The director does not have any intentions of spelling it out.

But I am fine with the way the movie has ended. That’s what I liked in the movie.

Please watch and tell me how you found it!

(*any disputes on this are welcome and they may very well be true. Because this is just my opinion.)

Time to Say Hi!

2009-05-29T02:37:00.005+05:30

What do I write? I am pondering over this particular thought at around 3 O clock in the morning. This thought keeps coming to me whenever I force myself to write something!
May be this is not the right time, but since it has been a long time after I blogged here, I thought I will say hi!

I am on twitter...

2009-05-03T01:17:00.001+05:30

http://twitter.com/badekkila

Log onto the above link to stay connected with me and also to findout what happens in this blog, the updates and also thee updates of my other blog, in Kannada, badekkilahere.wordpress.com.

Hope you enjoy the stay here, as always.

Badekkila Pradeep

Rainy days Are Here!

2009-04-21T22:41:00.003+05:30

Going out on a rainy day is very good if you are sure of reaching home without any trouble. But if you are stuck in the rain and have no way out but to wait and wait and wait, then it is not a good thing at all. But well, rainy days are here people! So, go enjoy!

Go enjoy!

I remem

ber very vividly of going out in the rain last year somewhere the same time. The rain had just started embarging on the Bangalore skies and that was a scene to see. The Cubbon Park was beautiful to see and the rains had given a beautiful outlook to the ever beautiful Vidhana Soudha. Searching for a beautiful moment here and there in that rains isn't a difficult task. Because, the

rain turns everything around you beautiful. Asphalted roads may not give us muc

h choice to smell the scent of the first rain falling onto the mud, but even there, it is a pleasure to see it rain and fall to the ground.

The camera was searching for something special. It was a couple which was walking hand in hand in the cubbon park, with no umbrella. May be that couple must have thought this was the best moment to cherish, to get wet in the rain with someone you want to live with for the rest of your lives. Isn't that romantic?

We had some more moments in store for us. A kid trying to sail his paper boat in

front of the Vidhana Soudha. What a sight. I would love to be doing that again, to go back to my childhood days!

The pictures you see and the video you have with this post are just about what I am going to tell next. The rain I witnessed back in my native, Badekkila. Rains are a commonplace in Dakshina Kannada after the month of March. There should at least be one rain once in a week after that month. Or else, the whole coastal belt will start wondering what is wrong with the Maleraya (The Rain God) this time around?

Those rain drops you see are falling on the ground in front of my house! Badekkila is where I belong to and got a chance to see the first rains of the year after a very long time!

It was a moment of joy, a moment I would want to relive again and again in my life. April 12, 2009, 4 O'clock in the evening.

Those sweaty days were all forgotten, which we had experienced in the previous 4 days of the trip to the native.

But I hear the rains have started falling down more profusely these days, but no respite in sight for the hot days there.

Even the good ole cool days are not going to be there in Bangalore too Ii guess. The summer has been very hot and hotter than the previous years which I was here. Luckily, the rains have dawned on the Bangalore skies and hopefully temperature will come down in the coming days. May we ask God for that!

GO VOTE!

2009-04-20T00:01:00.012+05:30

Eighteen years and above only.

Feels good to be in that clan isn't it? But is that all what it means? Being able to go watch an A rated movie, to go to a pub or a bar and drink bottoms up and walk freely around the city late in the night.

It would have been fine if that was the case. But, we need some more things in life. We need to be more responsible they say. Those again, who belong to 'our' clan, those who have crossed eighteen. Why did they tell it, why did 'they' give us so much of freedom, how are we able to enjoy all this when I am sure most of the other countries do not give so much freedom to their young fellas.

It is fun preaching, while not easy at all to follow what we say.

There is a lot of talk happening as to Shut up and Vote and Go Vote etc., but all I would say is that, if we want the freedom that we always enjoy, we have the responsibility to go vote too.

GO VOTE!

Catching them Young...

2009-03-12T23:48:00.019+05:30

They need to catch them young. So, the political parties are trying hard to catch the youth online. I got a chance to go through a survey that was done by a company here in Bangalore.

It all started when Obama created history in the US by winning the election, that too attracting more than 67% of them online to check the details of the campaign. Even one of the major announcements by Obama during the campaigning process was online it seems. That sounds too far away for us. That’s not because we are computer illiterates. That’s majorly since our political parties are not ready for such a battle online. The election process is underway and the campaigning is already in full swing all across the country.

BJP has in fact tried to replicate what Obama had tried and tested there in the US. He had in turn succeeded, but BJP doesn’t seem to be in the same place. May be because the party has tried it, and not done a good job in that. It would have fared better if it had replicated it, if not bettering it in its implementation.

Here is how it is going with BJP. The party’s or the NDA’s Prime Ministerial candidate L K Advani’s website advertisements are present in almost all the major websites and blogs from India. They are so well publicised there and the online users are logging in according to the survey. But they don’t seem to be very impressed with the way the things have been put there. Is this because of the age factor? Is this since the online crowd is usually around 15-35 and they don’t relate to a politician of around 81 years? May not be, thinks the CEO of Buzzgain, the company that has tracked the way more than 1.2 million Indian bloggers have been talking about politics. ‘It’s got nothing to do with the age, rather it depends on how well you communicate with the online brigade. Are you listening to them? Are you reacting to what they are talking about you online? Is the candidate replying to the questions posed to him online? These factors determine how you are accepted there’ Mukund Mohan, CEO, Buzzgain says.

Well, thats exactly what I was talking about. There is a thin line between copying something or just blindly following just because it has worked for someone. Even if one copies someone’s idea, the possibility of it working for them is there. But not there when one just does it and does for the heck of it. But it is too early to comment on all that. May be this will work for the party and L K Advani in the long run or in the manner in which it will strengthen what the online Indian thinks about them. But, right now things are not very good for them.

One more thing that intrigued me is that the Indian online brigade does not really want to be politically active. They might talk about it or not, they are not as active as their counterparts in the US. The number of people in the US want to discuss or debate politics is more. May be Advani’s ideas wont work because of this factor. Or even the low internet penetration in the country, which still hovers between 5-10% of the population could be a reason.

But, a crowd of more than 43 million, that is young and active online is a very important bit to talk to.

The way the political leaders like Rahul Gandhi, Sonia Gandhi, Manmohan Singh are present online is ignorable. Rather, they have some websites which are inferior in quality and may not work for them at all. They look more like basic HTML pages while their BJP counterparts have already spent quite a lot for the looks and feel of a 2.0 website.

Mukund Mohan adds one more point, and he has a point, ‘What we see is that it is more effective when anyone gets the opinion from who he knows. So, if a third person comes and tells you to vote for him, it is unlikely that you will take it up.’

Last general elections saw the foray of new trend in politics, sending SMSes asking for votes. This time Obama factor has made the parties here trying to catch up with the online brigade. But, my thinking is that, various issues like lower internet penetration, less inclination by the online users towards politics might dent the plans by the parties. Yet, the days to come will have some interesting battles to see online.

(A company into the analysis of online trends, Buzzgain has come out with a survey that shows how the online India is talking politics. Over 1.2 million blogs, microblogs and news sources gave a picture as to what the online India is talking. The highlights of the survey:

L K Advani scores over others in terms of site visit.
Congress takes the cake in terms of Voice of the online community.
Youth not sure of which party to vote.
P Chidambaram is favorite than Rahul Gandhi.)

A pilgrimage...

2009-03-11T23:30:00.009+05:30

This is a photo post. I love most of the pictures I had taken in this place. Except for the ones where I am there. I will leave it to you to enjoy the photos. If you do, please let me know. If you don't, please let me know too. For, it will help me understand the good and the bads in my photography. Will write more about the journey sometime soon. It was a solo trip, one fine morning I got up, got there and came back to head to work. This is the gist. But, will tell it all very soon.

The temple entrance at Ghati Subrahmanya, a Subrahmanya temple some 15 kms from Doddaballapur. A beautiful place, not just a pilgrimage, but also a wonderful tourist spot I must say. Its just compellingly beautiful.

The Gopura (main tower). The situation was just perfect, the clear sky with those beautiful lines of clouds and the Gopura, and then the Subrahmanya's hood and the twig... It couldn't have been better.

The above three photos are, wow. Yes. For me at least. I love them since they have this element of beauty in it. They are simple. They were taken with just one click. But I love it, for, they have one empty sky and the gopura (the tower) showcasing as to how the pinacle can be reached and you get the clear sky or the ultimate wisdom in life.

Finally, me with the Gopura (tower) in the background. Self photography. Never mind the expression on my face.

Photo credits: My new Nokia 5800 eXpressMusic Phone!

I like the phone, its capabilities as a touch phone and other features. But I hate it for its bad battery life. Oh, this is not the occassion for all that. I shall come back and shall talk it over to you. What say?

Comments are seeked and yearned for

;)

Badekkila Pradeep

2009-02-18T01:46:00.002+05:30

Its the Badekkila Blog World here

2009-02-18T01:40:00.003+05:30

The 'Wordle' photo of my BLOG is here for you!

Oh Wow... That Head Massage!

2008-11-01T15:21:00.007+05:30

The head massage, or so to say a trailer to it, left me craving for more. I had gone for a haircut just last week after a lot of speculation and confusion over whether I should have long hair or a short hair. Finally decided for the latter.
But the matter of discussion is not the hair cut, since it is a commonplace for anybody! That beautiful experience of a long and elaborate head massage has its own effect on you. Believe me; one will stop thinking about everything in this world.
A little bit of oil,(preferably olive!), an experienced hand giving that divine massage. These two and only these two can be enough to rejuvenate one’s mind and soul. All the stress in life washed off and a new begging sees the dawn! That’s not surreal world, but the magic of a good head massage. I don’t have words to describe the beauty of a body massage; perhaps, the main reason can also be that I haven’t had one yet.
What’s that makes one live in tranquility when the head massage is given to him/her? is it the oil that used the reason? Or is it the hand that is giving the massage the reason? Or is it your mind? Simply put, it’s the combination of all these three. According to me, its majorly the person who’s getting the massage is the reason! One may find this ridiculous. But this is the fact with me at least. If at all you are at a beautiful place, with wonderful, serene surrounding, without a proper mindset to enjoy it. Would you be appreciating that wonderful atmosphere? The answer definitely would be a no.
Now the same answer again. It is you who is the major factor for that wonderful massage to take shape in its full stride.
If that hand starts moving slowly on the head, closely moving on the hair, giving that titillating effect, so that one feels he is on cloud nine.
I am hoping with all earnestness that the craving will turn out to be a reality!

Fun Bhari- Strawberry!

2008-05-02T10:49:00.018+05:30

Do you think you can lure people by making a handful of muscle flexing male-models on the ramp, by removing their, jackets, T-shirts and the vests one-by-one?

Well, the people behind the Lux's marketing strategy really thought so. That's how they had an event launching the new strawberry-flavoured Lux soap. The most famous soap of Bollywood didn't getaway from that too. Dino Morea was here in town to taste the specially made strawberry falovoured icecram in collaboration with Kwality Walls.

And all the models were not at all modest when they were asked why they started that oh-not-here-please striptease right on the ramp. One couldn't help not thinking if he had come to a female-only, male striptease show. Well, sadly, there were only a few female souls trying to figure out what's happening. Coming back to the honest talk by the models, they were supposedly trying to get over the temptation of seeing women who have used the new Strawberry Flavoured Lux Soap.

Oh Come-on.

Nobody seemed an inch impressed by the show. Yet, Dino, and the two Priyanka Chopra cutouts gave respite! But, Dino's desperateness to get into the super-star status seemed apparent when he quipped that he wanted to pose bathing in the bathtub full of roses like King Khan in the Lux ad! Oh, my Gosh!

The event had its own tale of troubles before it was on roll. The rain which lashed on the Bangalore city without any warning caught the event organizers unawares. All the preparations by the beautiful poolside of The Leela Palace washed away when the rain was hit almost right before the programme was about to start. Luckily, the Grand Ballroom played host.

Strawberry flavoured ice-cream tasted good, but, Dino had better ideas. "I always fantasised to bite a irresistibly smelling soap. If it is strawberry flavoured, how could you help but go try it out right away."

Dino had another Raaz to share. He has been a fan of Lux since his childhood, he claims. Though one kept wondering if it was another marketing trick, Dino adds himself saying, "The Strawberry flavour is amazing. This is not a marketing trick, huh."

Don't know if it was one or not. But The crazy souls in the marketing departments at Lux have worked hard in putting these two items together and make a powerful campaign of Soap and ice cream's coming together. Its just out in the market. You and I like it or not. To know that, Thoda wait karna padega.

GAS who came to town!

2008-05-01T10:48:00.004+05:30

There was glitter, glamour, and all that one could ask for in a mega launch of a special line of clothes by an international brand. When it is GAS, the event has to be more than just colourful. The event had created too much noise, not simply since it’s GAS, but it had the four glittering models, who had came all the way to town just for the launch.
It’s not always that the Bangalore crowd gets to see four Indian Supermodels on the same ramp. Carol Gracias, Bhawna Sharma, Inder Bajwa and Rajneesh Duggal walked down the ramp along with other Bangalorean models. Bangalore’s very own Fashion Guru Prasad Bidappa was once again seen choreographing the show. And everybody knows, Bangalore does not have any better option than him!
Italy is synonymous with the designs. Not just the clothing line which was launched on Friday. The pretty mini car parked outside the Hotel Grand Ashoka caught everyone’s attention. One should admire the way the Spring/Summer collection and the Peroni brand launch was interspersed in the same event. What an idea! Lots of beer to drink into and loads of gossiping around before the show started. Soon, it became one night to remember.
There was fervour and enthusiasm when it looked like flowers, fragrances and colours of an English country garden came on the ramp. GAS’ new range has it all. While the trademark denim was omnipresent, the green and the pink colour ruled the place. While VJ Anusha seen with the green top herself, one could not wait to say that this summer indeed is greener than ever! Even the things are looking green since new brands like GAS, bossini, MANGO are already in own with their standalone stores. What’s next was the question most of the guests had in their mind.
No matter what, the brands also bring along a lot of fun for the party craving crowd of Bangalore. What say?
(In the pic: Inder Bajwa, Carol Gracias, Bhawna Sharma; Rajneesh Duggal pic stolen from: Times of India: Bangalore Times)
(This is what I felt like srcibbling, when I attended the GAS fashion show)

Well... Is all well?

2008-03-29T20:38:00.017+05:30

Is everything well? Has this question made you wonder if the life is going in the proper path?
I think nobody would have an answer to this question. I am also sure that nobody knows what lies in his destiny. These arguments might seem very archaic to some, but this is the reality of life boss.
For your information, I didn't know that I would be sitting on this particular chair, at this particular time at this particular place. But, yes, it is happening. Am I content about what I am writing here. I think I am, since this is the way it should have been. But this doesn't happen always like this.
We are not satisfied with what's happening in life. It has to happen the way we want it to be. But, why is it so? I too don't know...
Let me think some more about this!

Join This: Earth Hour

2008-03-23T15:43:00.003+05:30

Go to: www.earthhour.org for more details and make a difference!

ಮೂರನೇ ಪುಟದವರು

2008-03-02T11:09:00.001+05:30

New Post on Kannada Blog:
http://badekkila.wordpress.com/2008/03/02

Kannada Blo;g Update

2008-01-27T14:58:00.000+05:30

ಬರಹದ ಹಣೆ ಬರಹ
This is the new blog post on my kannada blog @ badekkila.wordpress.com

ಕನಸುಗಳ ಮಾತು ಮಧುರ

2008-01-20T17:31:00.000+05:30

ಬಹುಷಃ ಬಹಳ ದಿನಗಳ ನಂತರ ಬೆಳಗ್ಗೆ ನಿದ್ದೆ ಮಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದೆ... ಮೊ'ಭಯ'ಲು ದರ ದರನೆ ನನ್ನ ಕಿವಿ ಹಿಡಿದು ಎಬ್ಬಿಸ್ತಾ ಇತ್ತು... ಅಮ್ಮನ ನೆನಪಾಗ್ತಾ ಇತ್ತು... ಚಿಕ್ಕವನಿದ್ದಾಗ ಕಿವಿ ಹಿಂಡಿ, ಪ್ರುಷ್ಟಕ್ಕೆ ತಿವಿದು ನನ್ನನ್ನೆಬ್ಬಿಸುವ ವ್ಯರ್ಥ ಪ್ರಯತ್ನ ಮಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದ ನೆನಪು ಹೊದಕೆಯೊಳಗೆ ತಿವಿದು ಬಂದು ಕಿವಿಯೊಳಗೆ ಹೊಕ್ಕು ನನ್ನೆದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಅದೇನನ್ನೋ ಹೇಳ್ತಾ ಇತ್ತು... ಇಲ್ಲ... ಇದೆಲ್ಲ ಬರೀ ಕನಸಲ್ಲ... ನೆನಪಿನ ಬುತ್ತಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಬರೀ ಇಂತದ್ದೆ ಪುಟ್ಟ ಪುಟ್ಟ ತುತ್ತು... ತಿನ್ನೋದಕ್ಕೆ ಸಿಗದಿದ್ದರೂ ಮೆಲ್ಲೋದಕ್ಕೆ ಮನಸಿಗೇನೋ ಕಾತರ... ಅದೇನೋ... ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲ ಯಾಕೆ ಅಂತ...ಇದೀಗ ಪೆನ್ನು ಪೇಪರಿನ ಜಾಗವನ್ನು ಕಂಪ್ಯೂಟರಿನ ಕೀಲಿಮಣೆ, ಮೌಸ್, ತೆಳ್ಳಗಿನ ಪರದೆ ಆಕ್ರಮಿಸಿಕೊಂಡಿದೆ... ಹಾಗೇ ಕನಸಿನ ಜಾಗಕ್ಕೆ ನನ್ನ ಚಿಕ್ಕಂದಿನಿಂದ ನಾನು ಯಾವುದೇ alternative ಪದೆಯೋದ್ರಲ್ಲಿ ಸಫಲನಾಗಿಲ್ಲ... ಹೆ ಹೆ... ನಗಬೇಡಿ... ಕನಸಿಗೊಂದು ಬದಲಿ ವ್ಯವಸ್ಥೆ ಇದ್ದಿದ್ದರೆ ಮನಸಿಗೆಲ್ಲಿ ಕೆಲಸವಿರ್ತಿತ್ತು... ಕನಸಿನಲ್ಲೇ ನಮ್ಮ ಬದುಕು... ಅಲ್ವ...ಗೆಳತಿಯೊಬ್ಬಳು ಹೇಳ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದ ಮಾತು ಆಗಾಗ ಕಾಡ್ತಾ ಇರ್ತವೆ... ಆಕೆ ಹೇಳ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದಳು, ಕನಸು ಕಾಣುವುದಿದ್ರೆ ದೊಡ್ಡ ದೊಡ್ಡದನ್ನು ಕಾಣಬೇಕಂತೆ... ಆಗಲೇ ದೊಡ್ಡ ಸೋಲು ನಮ್ಮದಾಗೋದು ಅಂತ... ಕನಸು ಕಾಣುವುದಕ್ಕೆ... ಅಂಥಾ ಛಾತಿ ಬೇಕು... ಆಗ ತಾನೆ ಏನನ್ನೂ ಎದುರಿಸೋದಕ್ಕೆ ಧೈರ್ಯ ಬರೋದು... ಹಾಗಾಗಿ, long live dreams... ಕನಸುಗಳು ಎಂದೆಂದೂ ಬಾಳಲಿ...ಇಲ್ಲೇನು ಕನಸಿನ ಮಾರ್ಕೆಟಿಂಗ್ ಮಾಡೋದಕ್ಕೆ ನಾನಿಲ್ಲಿ ಬಂದಿಲ್ಲ... ಆದರೆ ಪ್ರತಿ ಕ್ಷಣ ಕನಸನ್ನು ಕಾಣುವುದಿದೆಯಲ್ಲ ... ಅದರ ಸುಖ ಅನುಭವಿಸಿದವನೇ ಬಲ್ಲ...

My Kannada Blog: ನನ್ನ ಕನ್ನಡ ಬರಹಗಳು

2008-01-06T19:15:00.000+05:30

From today on, you can view my Kannada Write-ups on this link... Keep locked:
http://badekkila.wordpress.com
will keep you updated about the posts there too!
This is the first post out there:
ಸಂಜೆಯ ತಂಗಾಳಿಗೆ ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ ಹಾಗೆ ಬೆಟ್ಟದ ತುದಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಕುಳಿತುಕೊಳ್ಳೋದು, ಹಾಗೆ ಬೀಸುತ್ತಿರುವ ಗಾಳಿಗೆ ಮನಸ್ಸನ್ನು ಕೂಡ ತೋಯಿಸುವುದು … ಇದೆಲ್ಲ ಎಂದೋ ಕಂಡ ಕನಸನ್ನ ಮತ್ತೆ ಕೆದಕಿದ ಹಾಗಿದೆ… ಸಂಜೆಗೆ ಪೇಟೆಯ ಜೋರಿನ ಕೆಲಸಕ್ಕಿಂತ ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ರೂಪಗಳಿವೆ ಅನ್ನೋದೂ ಮರೆತಂತಿದೆ ನನಗೆ… ಇಲ್ಲ… ಈ ಪೇಟೆಯ ಮಂದಿಗೆ… ನಾನೂ ಈ ಪೇಟೆಯ ಮಂದಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಒಬ್ಬನಾಗಿಬಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೇನೆ…
ಇದು ದೂರದ ಬೆಟ್ಟ ನುಣ್ಣಗಿದೆ ಅನ್ನೋ ಕಥೆಯ ಮುಂದುವರೆದ ಭಾಗ ಅಂತ ಭಾವಿಸಿದ್ದರೆ ಕ್ಷಮೆ ಇರಲಿ… ಈ ಪ್ರದೀಪನ ಮನಸ್ಸಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಮಾತುಗಳು ಹೀಗೇ ಬರೋದು… May be ಅದನ್ನು ಬದಲಾಯಿಸುವುದೂ ಇಷ್ಟ ಇಲ್ಲ… ಆದ್ರೆ… ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೆ ಏನು ತೋಚೊತ್ತೋ, ಅದನ್ನು ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ ಅಲ್ಲೇ ಇಟ್ಟಿರುವುದಕ್ಕಿಂತ ಹೊರ ಹಾಕೋದಕ್ಕೆ ಈ ವೇದಿಕೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಂತಿದೆ…ಆ ದೂರದ ಬೆಟ್ಟದಲ್ಲಿ ವಿಹಾರಕ್ಕೆ ನನ್ನ ಮನಸ್ಸು ತೆರಳಿದಾಗ… ಬಾಲ್ಯದ ಆ ದಿನಗಳಿಗೆ, ಅದರ ಪುಟ್ಟ ಪುಟ್ಟ ಪುಟಗಳಿಗೆ ಮನ ಹಾದಾಗ… ನಿಮ್ಮಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ಬಂದೇ ಬರ್ತೀನಿ… ಈ ಹುಚ್ಚನಿಗೆ… ಅಲ್ಲಲ್ಲ ಹುಚ್ಚುತನಕ್ಕೆ ನೀವೂ ಸಾಕ್ಷಿಯಾಗಿ!

SMOKING ZONE

2008-01-06T16:19:00.000+05:30

Smoking, rather No Smoking has been in the news for almost all the wrong and the right reasons lately. But, this post is not regarding why the No Smoking, the film has not done well or even about the Health Dept's various decision with regard to ban the smoking in certain places. I do not want to advocate that. Rather, I would want to tell everyone that why do we need a No Smoking sign where the smokers are not supposed to fag. Instead, why not just Smoking Zones wherever they are allowed to.
I think this argument has its ground because, at least at this situation, the non-smokers can avoid this places. But, look at whats happening now. Non-smokers are taking all the trouble for the pleasure (?!) of the smoking 'Community'. The Smoking Zones would at least make the non-smokers aware and be away from such spots. Why doesn't anyone think that the non-smoker is giving away his freedom for the sake of the Smokers. Why this with the Non-Smokers?
Advocating the non-smokers is not just because I belong to that part of the society, but also that it affects the health of the non-smokers greatly.
What an Irony!
Isn't it so!?

Chuck those Sunday Blues!

2007-12-09T15:28:00.000+05:30

Yes, you have read it right!
Sundays are always not fun... It can be boring and sad unless you try to make it spicy.
I am into some crazy thoughts again. Because I am too bored of another Sunday. Doing nothing, and being here in the office. But, I am sure it will get a bit busy in the evening, as always, that's because its a Sunday!
What can we do on a Sunday? Anything, yes, anything, but which can be useful for you. After all a Sunday is not to waste it just like that! So, get up early on that day, try and see the morning sun, preferably from a peaceful place, secluded from people and traffic (if you are in the city that is). I think then we can know how beautiful the morning is, which we goes unnoticed on the day-to-day life.
Yes, I found a new way to wake up to on a Sunday, and it is a beautiful Sunday, if you go out on the streets and find out that there's less traffic, not much chaos, no trouble of finding your own space on the road! Try riding your two-wheeler or four-wheeler on the calm streets of that beautiful day. You naturally travel back to the 1970-80s... or much better, to the 1960s! How much fun...
Another way to have a beautiful Sunday!
The parks, the multiplexes, the pubs, the... the list goes on, hey, you have plenty of options, don't you think so! But, please avoid them, at least on a Sunday in the Garden City, Bangalore, you know why, they are not the places to have your own time, everyone will enjoy that. Get a life man! look out for more options, be innovative.
Hey one more fun, chuck that two or four-wheeler thing from mind. Go for an Eco-friendly idea. Step onto your bicycle! more fun, less hassle, less pollution, a little better environment. A small contribution from you too!
If I can come out with so many ideas to spend the time creatively on a Sunday, why can't you? Yes, I am sure you will do better!
All the best, would like to hear from you more about your next Sunday, the Sunday without any blues!

Here's another article!

2007-12-07T17:46:00.001+05:30

http://www.ourkarnataka.com/hosadigantha/digantha202.htm

Kannada Works, Just two here!

2007-11-30T18:50:00.000+05:30

Just have a look... My postings on the Prakashaka Website During Alva's Nudisiri 2004... Was going through the website, got sursprised to know they are still there... It has made me feel like writing again in Kannada again...!
read on:
http://www.prakashaka.com/nudisiri/daridra_kannada.htm
http://www.prakashaka.com/nudisiri/goshti3.htm

Mumbai Floods and me...

2007-11-09T18:10:00.000+05:30

(This is a write up I had written almost two years ago, a little while after the Mumabi Flood happened... Please read on and relive the experiences along with me!)
Day 1…26 July 2005, Tuesday
The day went on as usual till late in the afternoon. I had class from 11 am to 6 pm. But, during the lunch break, we noticed that it was raining heavily in the city. (We sit inside a closed room, a studio, so there is no connection with the outside world for us till we come out of the classes). Little did we know that the rain is not going to stop that day and the almost the whole city is not going to sleep that night!!!
It was at 4 pm break, the college management announced that the classes would not be held furthermore because of the incessant rain in the city. It is quite natural in Mumbai (previous Bombay) that at least once in a year the city grinds to an uneasy halt.
5 pm…
I came out of the class, decided that I will catch the Local Train as soon as possible, otherwise the service will stop. But, by my good luck or bad luck (I am not sure about that, still), the service had stopped already in my route (that is Central Railway (CR) from Chathrapathi Shivaji Terminus or CST). I had to go to Kurla, from where; I had to take a bus to Kalina, which is almost 15 minutes journey on a normal day. It was 5 pm then. I waited there for one hour. The terminus was jam-packed with people. The train service had stopped at least two hours ago. Later I got to know from someone that the Western Railway (WR) service had not stopped until he heard about it. The station of the WR is at least 20 mins. away from CST (the station is called Church gate Terminus) by walk.
6 pm…
Now I start going to that station, but I come to know that the WR is also closed long ago and all the people are going back to their offices and staying there until the rain subsides and the train service resumes.
I decide to go back to the college, which is on the same route. Almost all my classmates were there in the canteen, waiting, just like me. I feel happy for a moment that I am not the only person from my class! We wait there for a while and decide to go to a coffee shop to pass the remaining time. Nobody knows how long is that remaining time is!!!
9 pm…
Decided and started to go to ________ Restaurant. By this time some had already gobbled something in the college canteen (including me), or in McDonald's or had gulped something in Barista. It was almost half hour walk from where we were to the Restaurant, situated near another theatre, Regal.
Slowly the group started to realize that the either the rain or train is going to change its course of work, one to rest, the other to stop resting.
11 pm…
Everyone starts to decide on where to stay that night. The girls disperse into groups of two or three. Two guys suddenly disappear, another classmate of ours comes to help two of us get shelter for the night. Finally the new friend (of the other course) and
I get a shelter in an apartment of the classmate's friend. We spend the night there. By this time the rain had not yet stopped.
Day 2…
27 July 2005, Wednesday
7 am…
We get up and the morning seems really normal and leave the house almost at 8. We get a bus to Shivaji Park (near Dadar). Reach the stop by 9.30.
The duo you are following knows little about all this.
We waited for the bus to either Bandra or Santa Cruz. But there was no bus in the scene for a long while. So we decide to walk the rest of the distance. (Imagine, it is almost 7 to 8 kms). It was almost 10.45 am when we reached Bandra, where my friend lives. He takes the route to his home and I continue walking. Soon, I encounter a new problem in front of me, which we never did in the path till Bandra. The S.V. Road right after link road of Bandra was submerged in knee-deep water. I have a big decision to make, I thought. Either I have to walk through that water for almost 300 meters or should take a long way through link road, which is a very long route.
Now I continue to walk through the knee deep water along with hundreds and thousands of people along with me.
As soon as I feel relaxed that I have come out of the water clogged area, within fifteen minutes, I encounter another such situation, this time between Khar and Santacruz. This area did not have as much water as the Bandra area had. So, I move further. Immense show of cordiality and hospitality was seen in the local residents. From children to aged, a housewife to office-goers, everyone had been instrumental in helping either the jammed traffic to move or with distributing the biscuit packets, water, or any aid to the troubled public. The cops never came in picture, even when they did; they were busy shouting at a group of people apparently for no serious cause. Probably they thought that their work is just to jump at the public and nothing more than that.
I finally reach Santacruz and cross the railway over bridge. I hear the news that the Vakola area is totally submerged in water and nobody can cross. Though bewildered and worried, I move on to take a chance. Crazy, you would say! Still I go further, and find that the road is not in as bad a position as the people told me earlier. But, the previous night the Vakola road had chest high water.
12.30 pm…
I successfully reach my room in Kalina
Well… this is the story that happened in the distress period. The city has come a long way since then. I also have grown my knowledge about this enormous city, or the Brihannagari…. The show must go on for Mumbai, and is going on, as usual………..

Help Yourselves!

2007-11-07T19:54:00.000+05:30

Deepavali means a lot of light and happiness for a lot of people... Hmmm.. is it the same for everyone? Well, it cannot be, that's what one would say, and that's the practical way of looking at things, and most likely that making everyone happy is also not possible. I have not started sounding like a philosopher, before I start sounding so, I will make my intentions clear. This is not about myself bragging about how I am trying to bring some change in some one's life or, have helped a beggar on the streets.
I think this kind of things will make no difference with those who never bother about the things like this. And I think its OK too! May be because if everyone is good, there's no room for special people in this world or even if everyone is happy and content, where's room for those who dare to do something special, struggle and come out of those difficult times in their life.
Haan, now I have started to sound like an extremist. Naah, I am not even that. That's not my intention also. To garner support from you guys and start a movement. I could have tried doing that here. But, I in no mood to do all that. Woh mera kaam nahin hai! (Thats not my job, I suppose!)
I am here to just say that, lets do our work, with utmost humbleness, and topmost devotion. I think that's how we can make that special thing in life. And, if time permits, try and make something special in someone else's life. Because, that's when one will have the authority and right to make something special for them.
I think the though flow can also have this kind of a stream. And, this is perfectly not being selfish. Its just asking to be self-confident before helping others.
What say?
Let me know anybody agrees to this or not!

Out of the ordinary

2007-09-29T20:03:00.000+05:30

Think out of the ordinary... Everybody tells the same thing to the person who he thinks is not doing well in life. But, did we reallyu think about it and said, yes, I will think and do out of the ordinary. Hey, its not easy dude. I know not because I have achieved it, but because I have tried to doing it and it's really difficult man.
Take the example of the format shows in the Indian television. They are the tried and tested format shows. And haan, it all started here with the dawn and the success of Amithab Bachchan superhit (I thought this word is apt!), The KBC. The success paved way for a hoard of a format to shows to the indian televisoion arena. And, not surprisingly, they all became hits too. We know the importance of the usage of sentiments. We human beings are very sensitive to all these things no matter which age we live in (Some say we are in the tech age, the 21st century it seems! Please let me know the exact definition of this age. Hey, the reason for confusion is this bloody age keeps growing maan. Yeah, the thinking style changes, the technology changes and this is obviously the beginning.).
Che Che, I keep doing this mistake, meandering and going away from the topic! Theek hai, the ,matter is that the box we have to think out of is very very big, and may be that is the reason very few are able to either think or do out of the box. But, sadly, we tend to think that the process of thinking out of the ordinary or box or whatever is doing whacky things, which are obviously not an usual thing to do in the usual day-to-day life. DO you think this is what which is meant to be doing that; outta ordinary!
Let's talk again about the format shows, the Indian Idols, the fame gurus and the Big Brothers have all become the superhit shows in the Indian conext. Very rarely people like Gajendra Singh might have succeeded with the formats like Sa Re Ga Ma and Antakshari. But, they are the real creative works; they are called thinking out of box. Though they are a small example, there are quite a few of them who have achived in their respective fields, and to get that taste of success they have done the same thing we have contemplating on all these while.
I think you might have heard about the person who was reason behind the success of Big Bazaar, Pantaloons, Central etc, Mr Kishore Biyani. He thought differently, and he became the success. I think he is the new example for success in India. More about him later.
Forget about trying to be different from others... That is not at all the funda of life... But, doing something out of the ordinary is where you can score the most!

Hey... Check This Out... Me on the Show...

2007-08-04T03:37:00.000+05:30

Cheeni Kum and Shivaji

2007-07-20T00:06:00.000+05:30

Both are of two different languages. Both belong to two different genres. But, one thing is for sure. Both will entertain you to the fullest.
If that was the beginning of this post, the reason for this post, after a gap of quite a few days is also the same. The films made me write this stuff. Both have been done with a lot of humour and laughter factor in them. Though the movies came after a few days gap from each other, I watched them one after the other, on two consecutive days. Lets talk about the first movie first.
Cheeni Kum,( this is the first movie since I watched it first!) the Amithabh Bachchan, Tabu starrer is a laugh riot just because it has a lot to offer in terms of soft humour. It comes in the way of simple sentences uttered by the duo. If Nishabd was a dampener, this one is quite a hit because of its fun factor. (I am not trying to compare the two films anymore since I have not watched the other movie yet) Amitabh is very good as the cook come the sixty-plus romantic. And one starts liking Tabu from the first frame itself.
And yes, I couldn’t control myself from becoming the victim of her acting and the scripting after listening to the conversation of the couple about inviting her to the comedy show. The scene starts with Amitabh (Buddha in the movie and as Tabu calls him, Ghaas Poos, the veggie) calling her for a coffee in his restaurant thinking he can apologise for making her feel uncomfortable in an earlier situation. Finally he calls her to a Comedy Show the next evening. For that she just jumps out and starts telling that how could he think that she will come if he asks her to, and all the men are similar, and so on. Suddenly, at the end of it all, after making Buddha repent for what he offered, she asks what time she should come there. I just could not ignore the magical way how the script writer has worked for that at least. First things first, the story, the script, the music, and the acting, all are par excellence.
Sexy is too sexy by the way. The child who is suffering from blood cancer makes you laugh, think, cry. Director has used the character and the artist very well in the movie. The artist is also brilliant. (Sorry, couldn’t collect the information about her, though you can see her in quite a number of TVCs, Think one is the paint ad with the granny and the chocolate wall!) The best friend of Buddha, the above the age thinking and the sad moments of her suffering and passing away are beautifully narrated. Though I was first attracted by the song Jane Do Na in the movie, which is a remake of the song Jote Joteyali in Geeta, a Kannada movie of 1980s, (I have posted an article on that subject earlier). I think the movie and its storyline, acting, and everything made me love the movie.
Now, let’s talk about the southern superstar’s super movie. Rajanikanths’s Sivaji.
Rajani Saar and his super star image go hand in hand. And, the first kiss was amazing, No, I’m not trying to say that Rajani has tried to imitate Imran Hashmi here. I am talking about the first movie that I watched of Rajani, Rajani in and as Sivaji is very good. The picturisation, the Rajani style, everything appeals the mass audience. I think the 3 and a half hours of the movie just takes you with it. It’s the Rajani factor, that’s attracting you and the tremendous humour and the tinge of laughter factor intertwined in almost all the scenes till the climax that’s what attracts you. One thing I must say is that though the language is a factor which might make you not go to the movie, then you should go and watch the movie today itself.
I think there’s a lot to tell about the movie, but I think, walking into a theatre and watching the movie is better than explaining about it!

Kalavaara Trek...

2007-07-08T18:39:00.001+05:30

There's a lot to tell about the expedition we had to the Kalavaara Betta, last week. Yes, its exactly a week since we went there. But, the memory and the moments are still in the heart. No, I am not being too emotional here. The climb to the top of the hill was fun, though tiring. But believe me, it was one among the best I have ever had.
I am not new to this kind of treks. But, I will tell you thing, the pictures below will tell you how much fun we had. It was in fact the first, official expedition I did, for my channel. So, it was a free fun! I had to file a special capsule (story, programme) on the expedition to that hill. This place, the Kalavaara Betta or the Skanda Giri as it is called sometimes, is some 70-80 kms from Bangalore. So, its a beautiful place for a one day trek for the Bangaloreans.
(Will come back later to get more details about the trek for you!)

Kalavara Betta Trek, an awsome experience!

2007-07-04T12:38:00.000+05:30

Let’s talk music

2007-06-12T02:25:00.000+05:30

Let’s talk music. Talking about music is not always music to ears isn’t it? Well, this one’s not so, because this is about the song that will soothe your ears. This is ‘Jane Do Na’, from Cheeni Kum(2007), or can even be ‘Jote Joteyali’ from Geetha (1980). The latest music release, which is actually the re-done verson of the old Kananda song is a very beautiful number. Even as I type in these words, it’s the ‘Jane Do Na’ that is making me do so. The Ilayaraja magic at it’s best I should say. Though few people would like the idea of using the same old tune in the new Amitabh Bachchan starrer, the magic of the music is doubled by the enchanting voice of Shreya Ghoshal. She has that very sweet voice that is needed for this kind of song.

It’s a waste if I end without saying anything about the ‘Jote Joteyali’, It’s a wonderful song, which needs no introduction if one is acquainted with the Kannada songs. The Shankar Nag starrer Geetha is the movie which got the acclamation in those days and the song still a rage in Kannada. It is one of the most requested Kannada songs ever. Ilayaraja’s another tune from ‘Pallavi Anupallavi’ which goes like ‘madhura milana’, which is used as the signature tune for the Idea Mobile. One must have heard Sunidhi singing Nine eight tarara… in the laest commercial by the mobile company.

Back to the Hindi number. ‘Jane Do Na’ has got a sweet voice with Shreya Ghoshal coming in. And Ilayaraj has used new instruments in this composition in comparison with the old version. Plus, the old song was a duet between S P Balasubramaniam and S Janaki. Both were at their best.
All in all, this Ilayaraja magic still works man!

Bangladesh, language et al

2007-05-30T00:57:00.000+05:30

It’s been a very long time since I have filled up my blog. May be a month now? Well, Its been a very long time since I finished my second overseas assignment. It was good indeed to have a feel of the neighbouring Bangladesh, after the brief visit to the West Indies. West Indies experience was not so pleasant though. Considering the fact that India did badly in the World Cup and came back in the first round itself.
I must tell you my experience in the Bangladesh. Yes, the food, the people apart. The language people speak there should not just be a concern for the travellers who go there, but also for the country as such as to allow itself to grow in the new world. The technology, the IT, the new media and what not. Everything needs English. Gosh, there’s nobody who can at least understand the English language on the streets. Please don’t get offended if you either have a soft corner or you are from that part of the world. But, I am happy if you have read this. Because, it is you who can try & make a change.

No matter whatever the country can boast of. But, if there are no much communication skills around, then the whole purpose is lost. Even if one wants to enhance the number of tourists, then also one must have the communication skills better than what it is now. I met none who could speak or understand proper English in a hotel, throughout my 20 days stay there.
Enough of that. Bangladesh is not that bad at all in terms of a travel destination. There has been no work done to improve the beautiful travel spots here. May be you can speak of Cox’s Bazaar beach, the longest in the world. Or you can also speak about the beautiful temples in the capital city of Dhaka. Dhaakeshwari Temple is a beautiful temple one can visit. But, the two thousand year old Buddha Vihaar , and the Rama Temple near that Vihaar situated right in the Cox’s Bazaar is an interesting place to visit.
One thing I missed is, visiting some of the beautiful places in Chittagong. The 1857’s martyr’s tombs, and the Foy’s lake, are the places I couldn’t go to. But, one big accomplishment is the interview of Sheikh Hasina. It was a life time opportunity for me. I should consider myself very lucky for that.
Enough of biographical notes, one must visit this country to get the feel of a south Asian countryside. And of course, don’t forget to get a feel of the Cycle Rickshaws. One wonders how a million of the Rickshaws crisscross around the city of Dhaka, which takes care of 30 per cent of the total commuting of the city. Yes, you read it right. A million of them. But, it’s high time that the authorities controlled the number of the Rickshaws and may be they can go for the tried and tested CNGs, as they call it.

Just tell me how was the experience of reading this. If you have either been to Bangla or a resident of that country, do let me know your thoughts about what I have written here...

‘Beautiful’ Country

2007-05-14T19:45:00.000+05:30

I am in Bangladesh, the neighbour of India. I should not be saying the neighbour, Bangladesh is a younger brother (or a sister? I m sure many will have their own reasons for their arguments!) of India in all respects. Well, having said that, I have given a good to my write-up about my journey to this land of rich culture and sweltering heat! The first thing an Indian notices when he reaches this country is its humid weather. May be since we reached in the month of May we got the opportunity to experience more of it. But, I am sure even in the other season, the country would have more hot days than cool ones.

This country has a lot of beautiful things to know about. But sadly, that’s not one gets to see in the beginning itself. In fact even after being here for more than 4-5 days, I haven’t been able to see the beautiful part of it more. But, the first thing one would experience here is the way the people here are and the vehicles behave!
There’s a reason behind bringing in the traffic part of it. I think this is the only place on earth where you can find ‘anything possible’ crisscrossing the roads. Anything means anything. I had the terrible experience on the second day of my Dhaka stay itself that I had to travel by keeping the life in my hands.
Hmmm, now that I am heading to the south part of the country, the beautiful Chittagong, I am expecting a lot fro that city. I am sure, I will not be disappointed. Its 12.25 a m (Bangladesh Time). My journey would start in another 20 minutes. Wish me happy journey!

Caribbean Reality- Almost!

2007-03-17T09:40:00.000+05:30

It has finally happened. After a wait of over ten days and more, now am on my way to the Caribbean Islands to witness the war of the bigwigs in this Cricket Bonanza. Though it was unfortunate that the journey had to be late and had to miss the Opening ceremony, Opening match and the first match India played in the event, I find myself lucky to be a part of this mega event.
Well, that’s about the dream and the realization of that dream. But, the journey itself is very eventful. I am at the Gatwick Airport in London now. Which is the final airport I will be waiting before I land in the Caribbean Islands. Hmmm, in fact the flight from Hyderabad to Mumbai got delayed, had to wait in Hyderabad, the flight to London also got delayed, another few hours in Mumbai airport and now waiting in to go to Antigua.
Okey, but my stay at London was really eventful. It will surely be in my memory for the years to come. Yes, this is how my night here was spent. I somehow met somebody who hails from India. And, as the destiny had it, I spent the whole night talking with them. What I got is similar to a sight of a beacon when you are in the deep sea. A person who was supposed to look for a hotel room right outside the airport got somebody to share his time inside the airport itself.
Finally, the time has arrived. We will be boarding the flight in a few minutes. Lets hope India does good!!!

Caribbean Dreams

2007-03-09T18:34:00.000+05:30

It has been a very long wait... 23 loooong years. Every Indian Cricket Team Fan is saying the same thing. And yes, even the Indian Cricket Team has been coming near the cup and has been failing to win it. The quadrennial event that is the dream of every cricketer has come back now and yes, its being held in the Caribbean Islands. The conglomerate of various Island Nations are coming together to conduct this event. Considering that the small islands and the amount of infrastructure required for this mammoth event, nobody is sure how far the Caribbean island is ready for it. One comment has already come from the African continent, which conducted the last world cup. Shaun Pollock has expressed his displeasure about the way the arrangements have been made for their nets and also the other basic amenities. If this was not enough, the blast at the Team hotels has raised the concerns of no only the teams which were there, but also the other participating teams. The issue of sending a special sixteen member team from India to give security to the Indian team also had raised many peoples' eyebrows. Hmmm... So much about the general preparations at the Caribbean. An estimate says more than 400-500 cricket crazy go to the Caribbean from Bangalore itself. If this is the number from the Garden city alone, imagine the amount of cricket fans arriving at the Islands. But, the accommodation is going to be a very difficult task, since the islands do not provide enough of it. So, lets see. They have been the champions in the first two editions of the event. And have come up as favourites in this edition, after winning the Champions trophy in 2004 and coming till the finals last years. And also, their team is looking good with the way it is now, though there is a lack of the champions they had in the earlier days. Lara thought, is confident of breaking he record and bagging the Cup though being a host nation, which ha never happened earlier. Lets see. If Lara's fellows prove themselves or not. But, the basic question is now, if the event is run smoothly. Let us hope for the best!!!

How the mind works!!!

2007-02-10T19:51:00.000+05:30

Well…
I think that is how our mind works. You always keep thinking of what you are given the responsibility of. Same thing happened this morning. When traveling to Mumbai. The station where our train stopped for some time had a room with a board saying ‘station engineer’. This mind doesn’t read that, instead, I see it as ‘Selection engineer’ from where the hell did this Selection in place of Section?!!!
That’s what I called the work of the mind. I am on the way to Mumbai to attend and cover the Team India selection committee meeting. Well, there the word!!! SELECTION!!!
You might I am crazy isn’t it!! Well, may be I am! But, hey, I am sure, it must have happened to everybody. One will agree to it if they are honest at least to themselves!!!
Hmm… I am on the way now…Looking forward to the stay in Mumbai. Its going to be a hell of an experience I am sure. Going there after at least 8 months gap. But, the life and the times have changed drastically now. I am no more the Student Pradeep who had gone to Mumbai last time. It’s the assignment I am give to accomplish that has made me travel to the Business Hub of India this time.
Hope to have a rocking time there.

Not Just Cauvery

2007-02-08T20:55:00.000+05:30

Well... Looing at what I have written till now... Dont think its just this. Its not that i am going to write dow only serious stuff. So... There going to be some spice and some fun...
Soon
will get back later then...

Cauvery... Enough is enough

2007-02-08T14:44:00.000+05:30

Is the thing we are doing now is enough?
Some may say yes, some NO.
But, I would say, It is ENOUGH. Bloodbath is not the only solution for everythng. That reminds me of Mahatma Gandhi's words: 'An eye for an eye will make the world blind'
And this is exactly waht is happening around the world. The WTC is attacked by the Osama Bin and party, and the whole of Afganistan is burnt completely, byt the US forces. Is the terrorism over now? Not at all. But still the Emperor Of USofA is emphatic about his victory there. And, he becomes another dictator when he hangs the emperor, atocrat of Iraq, Mr Saddma Hussain.
Stil, is the peace prevailing in the country of Iraq?
No...
Sad isn't it. That, the blood is flown on the banks Cauvery, when the water flows calm and quiet. The riots of 1991 brings all the sad memories of the controversy. Has the controvrsy ended? It is very much there and moe importantly is going tobe there for years from now.
May be, it will end when the river stops flowing, or the human race sucks the wole water out of the holy river.
Lets see... Which comes first.

Cauvery Row: What is in store for Karnataka

2007-02-07T15:11:00.001+05:30

Cauvery Tribunal Verdict has not flamed out the amount of tension and violence it was thought to have. But ye, the issue is not going to end here itself. Because the issue has just gotten the support of all the associations and the leaders in the state. The bund called by the various association has been postponed by 4 days to the 12th of February.
So, the state will, in all probability, remaincalm untill then.Yes, of course, small incidents here and there will surely flare up the violence.
But, the real question is, what is the verdict saying?

In the Interim Order givn by the Tribunal in 1991 asked Karnatak to release 205 tmcft of Cauvery water to Tamil Nadu. And the final verdct given on 5th February asks Karnataka to give 192 tmcft of water each year. Nut, the real factor lies here. The water to be gven according to the interim order shoud be measured from the Mettur area. But, the new order says the measuement should be donefrom Biliundlu, some 20 kms away towards Tamil Nadu. This also means that the water collected along this 20 km lenght should be given to Tamil Nadu, which measures at around 25 tmcft every year.
Tis is the stark reality.
Karnataka is shown in the main verdict to have been given some respit. But the reality is Karnataka now is forced to give 12 tmcft more to Tamil Nadu every year.
And some more facts here:
* Karnataka had asked for 456 tcft. But it is given just 270 tmcft of water.
* Tamil Nadu is given 419 though it had asked for 562 tmcft of water.
* Kerala got 30 while Puduchery got 7 tmcft.
* Another interesting fact. The commitee which had been give the work to assess the amount of water hich can be awarded to the various states had said that Tamil Nadu be given around 395 tmcft of water while Karnataka was entitled around 230-240 tmcft of water. But, the tribunal has been kind enough to give more water than the assessed amount.

Well, forget about the facts, Karnataka will be up in flames in the coming days for sure.
So... hold your breath.