Saturday, March 26, 2011
5 Cs of Relationships
Saturday, March 5, 2011
The Striver and Drifter
The Striver: Nina is a good ballet dancer who has had an unremarkable career for almost 4 years. Her dream is become the lead dancer and achieve glory and perfection. When she gets the dream role her real ordeal begins. The rest of movie looks at how coming so close to achieving her dream changes her equations with her family, friends and her own self worth.
Characteristics of a striver
- Extremely passionate, hardworking and ambitious person
- The ambition is very lofty and borders on almost unhealthy obsession
- Unfortunately hard work is no substitute in some cases for raw talent.
- The person focuses too much on skill/techniques than you stop enjoying life
- Family and friends become secondary, that you are like a horse with blinkers
- You lose perspective and unable to handle failure or pressure.
- A striver often ends up hurting oneself emotionally than any enemy ever could.
Needless to say, although ambition, drive is essential for one to succeed in one’s chosen field, but an unhealthy obsession doesn’t helps cause. Sometimes person does not even know his/her own key strengths and her purpose in life and may be chasing some fancy or living out a parent’s unfulfilled dreams.
The Drifter: Suzanna is a woman with considerable beauty and wealth at her disposal. In her quest for true love, she constantly re-invents herself to match up to her current husband/lover. E.g.: becoming a rocker girl for her rock star boyfriend, a deep interest in Urdu when she courts a poet. She soon finds something wrong in her life and she kills her husband and but soon enough she is optimistic again to pursue true love.
Characteristics of a drifter
- A distinct lack of an ambition/ focus in life
- Although natural talent helps one achieve his/her short term goals there is no real effort to achieve perfection
- Prone to blame others for one’s problems with a victim complex
- Extremely fickle minded, today want to become a swimmer tomorrow a violin player.
- Unable to break a vicious self destructive pattern in life
The Real world: Although each of us really wants to achieve success in our chosen field, success has several components: - skill, efforts, networking, ability to unlearn and relearn, luck and patience.
Sometimes we may just not have what it takes to reach the pinnacle. Although millions want to become a Sachin Tendulkar or a Roger Federer only a handful will ever reach that space.
But it is certain neither a drifter or a striver will ever be happy in life as their approach is very much skewed. Ironically although a drifter and striver seem very different on the surface but what they are doing is actually the same thing. Having a fixed pattern in life and keep repeating it over and over.
Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different result - Albert Einstein
PS: What I really thought about the two movies;
Black Swan an amazing concept well executed and great performance by Natalie Portman and others.
7 Khoon Maaf is tad gimmickry driven, although the premise is interesting it is led down by predictable linear screen play. Although Priyanka Chopra was valiant enough to attempt this but the role was way out of her league.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
The travails of the 21st Century workplace
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Who mourns for the little people ?
Few weeks back saw a 1962 B- movie Tarzan goes to India on HBO. It is set in 1920's and how the British Raj is building a dam which is going to destroy villages and destroy the natural habitat of 300 elephants and how Tarzan saves the day. With Feroz Khan and Simi Grewal playing the roles of loyal engineer and princess all the India stereotypes were firmly in place. But 2 points stood out for me in this movie,
the villain says in large projects like these human life is the cheapest commodity.
In the end Tarzan saves the elephants and also ensures the dam project is completed to ensure people doesn't suffer from famines in future.
Remarkable nothing has changed, the colonial power now has a corporate face in 2011.
Displacement is not easy; Imagine you have to vacate your home, your locality where you been lived for decades and made to push off to a new place, find new means of employment and resettle your children. The government will compensate you pittance (3-5 Lakhs) and the same place your house once stood will become a real estate gold mine because some automobile or IT company is going to set up shop there will make crores. your sleepy taluka becomes a noisy, bustling place with restaurants and discos to cater to young brats who will spend 5000 rupees for a new year's eve party and that is your monthly income after toiling in the sun in farms.
Economists and business journalists sit n judgment to say its easier to do business in China than in India. The fact is in China people are displaced discreetly without any bad press coverage. But India being the rambunctious democracy has its own unique challenges. Once trouble starts to brew NGOs and politicians who will make noise and draw mileage to themselves. Countless examples from Adarsh, Bangalore land grab by Yedurappa and sons and Narayan Rane clearly shows the connivance of the political class. As tribal rights are violated by mining and steel companies in states like Orissa and Jharkhand Naxalism will continue to rise its vicious head. Suddenly the government is at war against its own people and its a blame game between corporates and local political leaders.
This is battle between 2 Indias, one described by President Obama which are already 'emerged' and the other India which is still 'submerged' to get access to basics like clean water, education and medical care. Its is a battle of greed versus survival with corruption and political patronage suppressing the discordant voices. The difference is getting even starker with each big project may it be a new airport, nuclear power project or campus for new IT company.
There must stronger laws to protect the poor, as land grabbing has become an instrument for illegal wealth creation and politician patronage. While forced displacements for development and progress is inevitable but business houses and governments must eschew greed and arrive at an equitable solution which can take both Indias ahead.
Hoping in the years to come words like sustainability and corporate social responsibilities does not remain just embellished phrases on annual reports and translates into real action. Hoping for a geniune change in 2011.
Monday, December 13, 2010
First Love
He never believed in love or cheesier concepts of love at first sight, but he was having second thoughts now. There was something about her which drew him so explicitly.
He was never uncomfortable with attention before. Girls had always found him cute and loved to pull his cheeks. He totally hated that but he was ready to make an exception
for her. Although he was so excited with the new feelings but he was bit confused. Life had become fuzzy in the last few weeks, it became the waits between the times she would
come in for her singing classes.
Man, she had the voice and the eyes of an angel. He worried if she knew how he felt, also if she felt the same way. Somehow he wanted a way to know how. One thing he knew asking
her out straight away would be too risky, play it cool. Next time, she came over he asked her, he greeted her, She replied “Hi Bittu how are you ?”, hmmm Sona you err...want to watch a movie.
“Sure only if you will you buy me popcorn?. but only Caramel ok". Man that was easy, Bittu thought with a sigh of relief.
His feelings were not hidden from his parents, especially his Mom.Mom asked what “Bittu challa (loads) feelings for Sona aah ?”. Bittu blushed taken in partly by surprise mostly by shock.
But slowly he admitted “yes I love her. Mom should I tell her?” Mom said “ No Beta let me talk to her, waise aren't you too young for this?”.
Next time Sona came for classes, Bittu was hiding in his room peeking with anxiety and excitement what will she said. But Mom knows best. She asked “Sona will you marry my Bittu?”
Ouch, very subtle Mom so very subtle, there goes any chance of even looking at her face to face forget giving this relationship a chance. Sona blushed for a second, she said
“why not Aunty, Bittu is so cute”. Wow that was easy. Days went by, as we spent time together life seemed perfect. But one day everything came crashing down....
Sona's mother came over one day. She came with sweets and greeted Mom. “Charulatha, Sona's marriage is fixed, boy is MBA and works with the IT industy and works in Gurgaon.Ladka is very nice”.
Mom said, “ great news Saritha, good good so Sona will relocate then.” Bittu felt he got hit by lighting. The feelings and dreams which felt so real came crumbling down.
That devilish girl, she led me on for so long. Why? My parents instead of raging and taking my side, are congrating that girl and her family. Is this what love stands for? Why was I such a fool?
Even though, the bitter pill of betrayal was hard to take, his undying love for Sona was even more hurtful. Why could he not forget her, why does she still seem the angel he fell for.
Sure she was older than him, She 23 years old and him all of 4 years.
Love still hurts doesnt it. Yes Bittu will learn to love again, but that first flush of emotions will always remain special. First Love indeed :-)
PS: Loosely based on a true story
Sunday, October 10, 2010
The Return of the Mass Hero
An interesting phenomenon has returned to Indian Cinema, last month has seen 2 mass hero centric movies Dabangg and Endhiran (Robot) smash all box offices records gaining both mass and class approval. The remarkable thing is not the amount of money these movies made but the fact that the so called critics has given up the condescending attitude and cheered for these movies.
The Formula
All mass hero flicks have a typical premise, an underdog takes on the evil system and array of evil villains and wins in the end. The heroine will always be a super hottie who will fall for the non-conventional looking hero. There is comedy, awesome fight scenes and even more awesome punch dialogues. The masses in tier 2 and tier 3 cities lap this up and experience tremendous joy. Cinema separates them from their daily grind and lives; it gives them hope and cheer that one day they shall also triumph. Even if they don’t, they closely identify with their hero and live out their aspirations through them. Probably Hindi cinema’s only popular mass hero was Amitabh in the 70s, with anti system movies like Trishul, Dewaar, Sholay and Don. The angry young man worked.
Brand Rajni
There are lots of Chuck Norris forwards which are recycled and attributed to Rajni and they seem to brand him as the Mithun Da of the Tamil Industry. But what people fail to recognize is the meticulous care with which he manages his brand equity.
Rajni in spite of being a Super star has made just 6 movies in the last since 1997. He endorses no brands because a demi-god cannot be seen peddling cars, chocolates or DTH TV connections. Each of his movie release is a festival since fans wait to get a glimpse of his movies. There is music, dancing and celebrations. Tickets of price Rs70 were sold just for the movie trailer release functions; such is the mania of the man. It is like a semi-cult status he enjoys but when he tried to dabble in politics he burned his fingers with Baba in 2002 being his big flop in decades. He learned his lesson and become apolitical.
At 61 years, the man can headline a 160 crores budget regional movie which steamrolls over Bollywood biggies like 3 idiots and Dabangg at the box office.
The Magic of Cinema
There is a class of people who always condemn commercial cinema and find it cool to endorse the new age cinema. But people don’t realize that the vast sections have miserable real lives outside, they don’t want to see stories of gritty farmer suicides, unhappy marriages or other social issues. They want escapism and a hero with whom they can identify with. They want to see winners not whiners, they want to see a hero with roguish charm and are tired of metro-sexual heroes . The era of mass heroes is truly back in vogue.
Chitti the robot, Chulbul Pandey the corrupt cop and Ranchodas the rebel engineering whiz rule the roost now, the pseudo NRIs Rahul and Raj can take a hike.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Once upon a Time ...
There was once a time, when I was first introduced to the term “generation gap” and I was on the right side of it. I was the young generation and parents never understood us. Now as time has passed and the new Facebook generation taking over, I have already started feeling the effects of being on the wrong side. I grew up as a kid in late 80’s and all through 90’s. I had my first computer only in my second year of engineering and learned about yahoo messenger in as late as 2004 (total technology laggard J ).
Life has changed a lot in India since 1991, and liberalization has touched our lives profoundly. So here goes.
Friends
Then: We had 1 best friend and 4-5 good friends and a dozen hi-bye friends
Now: we have 500 friends on orkut, 350 friends on facebook and some lost souls who still use yahoo messenger or hotmail God knows why?
Television
Then: I had one television channel Doordarshan and my black and white EC TV had only 1 channel, so to watch Thunderball and Johny Soko and the Giant Robot I had to go to my neighbor’s house to watch DD II.
Now: We have 32 inch LCD TVs and DTH connections, but who watches TV today it’s the boring same old Saas bahu and Reality shows crap. We watch only sports or new channels occasionally.
Relationships
Then: If you liked a girl, you had to call her landline and pray to god, her Dad didn’t pick up and you had to identify yourself. Getting into a relationship was a big deal and you had to face lots of parental pressure.
Now: you can IM her, sms her, scrap her, leave her a message on FB and if things move voice / video chat with her with no fear of Dad Mom or bhaiya ! Although life is much easier, the thrill of the older days kahan ! Breaking up is so easy; falling in and out of love is very common. Your parents are glad you aren’t gay and you have found a person of the opposite gender.
Music /Movies
Then: You had a 2 in 1 National Panasonic or Sanyo player; you purchased cassettes and heard them over and over again. If you are well off you had a VCR and played VHS tapes on it.
Now: You have DVD players, VCD players which you hardly use, you have laptops and external hard disks but you end up watching movies and listening to music on you new shiny Apple iPod.
Cinema Theaters
Then: Single screens ruled the roost, 30 rupees stall and 50 rupees balcony seemed expensive, 20 rupees for pop-corn which looks pretty oily and manufactured from a sidey location. To watch an English Movie, you had to go to Regal or Sterling in South Mumbai. The only English movie we knew was Terminator and Rambo and Arnold and Stallone were our favorite English Actors J
Now: We only go to multiplexes now as low brow crowd go to single screens and playing 200 bucks per ticket is no big deal, pop-corn looks much better but it costs twice as much a balcony ticket in the old days. The theatre name is no longer a brand nowadays its PVR, INOX, Fun Cinemas or IMAX. Sadly Metro, Basant and New Vijay are closed now to become shopping centers and surviving few relegated to screening Bhojpuri movies.
Sports /Games
Then: We all played cricket in the summers and when it rained we would be miserable and play football for a change. Our first and cherished video games were Mario, Contra and Duck Hunt.
Now: Now hardly kids play outside and are glued to the computer or the cell phone. Multi player games like Counterstrike or games like God of War, Grand theft auto rule the roost. The era of couch potatoes is truly upon us.
Although I agree life has gotten lot easier since I was a kid, but the simple pleasures of life have been robbed from this generation. Kids are experiencing failures in relationships and peer pressure in whole different ways than the past. Social networking sites have made people lives so open to strangers to the point of becoming a tamasha. The business of relationship status or discussing personal life thread bare on a social networking site is frankly beyond me. That apart, spending money in malls, restaurants or branded clothes has become little too easy, the pocket money comes more easily as parents have little time to spend with them.
Today whenever I see a teenage guy sitting with his girl friend and having a fight in a food-court in a mall somewhere, I feel glad to have grown up in the early 90s J when life was lot easier.