The world cried out iSad, iRespect, iCantbelievethis and more on Oct 6th 2011. An icon in the world of technological passed away. Or did he?
I’m sure he has passed away but what if, by predicting the lack of wow’s for the iPhone 4S, this ‘news’ was developed.
7000% jump in sales is what Apple Inc recorded on the day Steve Jobs passed away. One million pre-ordered iPhone 4S are waiting to be enjoyed. All this is post the death of Steve Jobs.
I was on a flight to Goa on the day Steve Jobs passed away. A friend of mine and I had quite a discussion regarding the death of Steve Jobs.
What if, just what if! He is, at this moment; sitting somewhere on a remote island sipping a nice cocktail reading about his demise. What if this were all pre-planned. Why else would Apple Inc not comment on his death? Why else would they inform the local police that Steve Jobs would pass away that week. How can one predict so much in time?
It’s an interesting thought and there is a remote possibility that Steve Jobs is still alive and kicking.
He was diagnosed in 2003; fine that I’m sure is true. It would be extremely farfetched if I were to insinuate that he predicted the booing of the iPhone4S back then.
In August he resigned as CEO and brought in Tim Cook. Fine agreed he was unwell and was fighting to stay alive.
But when the August announcement was made everyone wrote how it would be so tough for a man like Tim Cook to walk in the shadow of Steve Jobs. His experience, his passion his overall charisma were questioned when compared with Steve Jobs.
Apple as a brand was or rather is looked up to because of Steve Jobs. How many blackberry users or android users know the respective CEO’s names? let alone aspire to be them?
Apple is nothing unique, it is niche, but not unique. It is a statement but its features are replicable. The persona on the other hand is not. So how do you pass on the reigns when a persona is non-transferable? Steve Jobs would have known this and only something as dramatic as death could make the world feel compassion for both the brand as well as, in the future, Tim Cook.
I’m sure in the next apple launch there will be a dramatic display of affection from Tim Cook to Steve Jobs. This itself will win the Apple fan clubs hearts. In fact it will win everyone’s hearts, including mine. People won’t buy Apple products just because they don’t have one but because they feel it’s their way of saying Rest In Peace Steve.
While I am running on just a theory I must say the theory is sound. Who knows, this world is so full of conspiracies the first man on the moon, Elvis, Roswell etc you never know this could be true as well!
There is not end to conspiracy theories and being shrewd and cunning were a few of the trademark qualities of Steve Jobs. If anyone could have thought of this and pulled it off, it would be him. If he is really dead I’m sure he will turn in his grave after reading this!
But again its just a thought and maybe this thought just represents an iOta of iHope that he aint dead and iNnovation lives on.
So Rest In Peace Steve or Retire In Paradise.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
WOMEN
Drinking Song- For men
By DailyDominic
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
When she says ‘yes’ she actually means ‘no’
When she says ‘sure’ it means you ‘can’t go’
When she says ‘fine’ buddy it ain’t over
If she asks from where she looks fat… for God’s sake please don’t go and show her!!!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
She might make a fuss
Might even swear and cuss
But you must always treat her like a lady
She might pick a fight
But remember she’s right
For winning battles? Men are never ready!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
She’ll dress up to the nines
While you look like porcupines
Yet she still loves and adores you
Through the meal you might gripe
Of the tux that’s too tight
Yet she still will love and adore you
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
‘Things they detest’ is a list from A to Z
So they might seem tough to please
But don’t give up hope or for that matter soap
They like their men clean and not stinky
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They’ll make you your favorite dish
And then ask you for a small wish
What are we their fairy god mother?
Yet we all cow down
To their eyes blue or brown
Saying ‘no’ would bring on “THE TEARS”... Oh Brother!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
We like em we see em we can’t live without em
They make life so much fun
They are quite a riot; if it’s pretty they’ll buy it.
Be it a executive or a nun.
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They are liberated
And men are frustrated
As we can’t do much without em
The problem is that
They’re aware of that fact
And they make it tougher to forget em
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They're two steps ahead
They have headaches in bed
And they can never find their phones.
Why carry bag
That’s branded!! To BRAG
It’s a disguise they’re actually drones.
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They are here to take over the planet
We should be vigil and guard our selves
But what do you do when they pout at you
We are nothing less than their pets
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
So im dead meat .. why?
Well because I just remembered
My wife is online… Wundaba!
She’s probably readin n renders me dismembered!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
So sing this song when you cannot fathom
The species known as woman kind
Sing it loud and make mankind proud
And Remember......... OOOOOHHH Women!!!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
(Rules: every time you sing the choruses have a shot!)
(While I have a tune for this song in my head please feel free to suggest a tune… make your own tune and embed the lyrics)
By DailyDominic
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
When she says ‘yes’ she actually means ‘no’
When she says ‘sure’ it means you ‘can’t go’
When she says ‘fine’ buddy it ain’t over
If she asks from where she looks fat… for God’s sake please don’t go and show her!!!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
She might make a fuss
Might even swear and cuss
But you must always treat her like a lady
She might pick a fight
But remember she’s right
For winning battles? Men are never ready!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
She’ll dress up to the nines
While you look like porcupines
Yet she still loves and adores you
Through the meal you might gripe
Of the tux that’s too tight
Yet she still will love and adore you
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
‘Things they detest’ is a list from A to Z
So they might seem tough to please
But don’t give up hope or for that matter soap
They like their men clean and not stinky
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They’ll make you your favorite dish
And then ask you for a small wish
What are we their fairy god mother?
Yet we all cow down
To their eyes blue or brown
Saying ‘no’ would bring on “THE TEARS”... Oh Brother!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
We like em we see em we can’t live without em
They make life so much fun
They are quite a riot; if it’s pretty they’ll buy it.
Be it a executive or a nun.
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They are liberated
And men are frustrated
As we can’t do much without em
The problem is that
They’re aware of that fact
And they make it tougher to forget em
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They're two steps ahead
They have headaches in bed
And they can never find their phones.
Why carry bag
That’s branded!! To BRAG
It’s a disguise they’re actually drones.
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
They are here to take over the planet
We should be vigil and guard our selves
But what do you do when they pout at you
We are nothing less than their pets
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
So im dead meat .. why?
Well because I just remembered
My wife is online… Wundaba!
She’s probably readin n renders me dismembered!
Oh Women!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
So sing this song when you cannot fathom
The species known as woman kind
Sing it loud and make mankind proud
And Remember......... OOOOOHHH Women!!!
Can’t do nuthin without women
You can keep singin or whistlin or for that matter drinkin
But you can’t do nuthin without women
(Rules: every time you sing the choruses have a shot!)
(While I have a tune for this song in my head please feel free to suggest a tune… make your own tune and embed the lyrics)
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Dear Madrasan this is ‘Poetic Justice’
It started as a post riddled with humor,
But a few lines in it reared its ugly face.
It wanted to showcase a Delhites demeanor,
Instead it projected a Madrasan as a lost case.
The article portrayed absolutely nothing,
profane, divisive and completely out of context.
You sound like a woman scorned, on a war footing.
Did a Punjabi boy dump you before, during or after sex?
All said and done,
You had your fun,
Now get over it Madam Madrasan.
Feelings were hurt,
Because you were curt,
Between South ‘n’ North there’s no comparison.
It’s a big risk you took by being so frank,
the repercussion could have been severe.
With all that you wrote, how low you sank,
What you have done, you have no Idea.
Many have replied to your disdain,
But honestly you’re beyond repair.
I’m not one of them, I won’t take the pains,
Honestly I don’t really care.
Your one in a million, screaming out loud,
But all I hear is BLAH!
You’re single ion part of a humungous cloud
The Punjabis are the thunder before the shower
I’m a southie too, by the way, and I really think you suck!
I’m not dark or ‘ugly’ even if I was I wouldn’t really give a f**k!!!
But its insecure inconsequential’s like you who irate peace lovers like me.
Don’t slap a lion on the face and expect to get away scot free!
Anyway, I think it’s just a case of schizophrenia
I don’t feel sorry for you.
You need help and need immediate attention
unfortunately nobody can help you.
I hope you’ve left the north since you hate it so much,
Trust me when I say we have only one wish.
That you go away & don’t come back,
so good riddance to bad rubbish.
But a few lines in it reared its ugly face.
It wanted to showcase a Delhites demeanor,
Instead it projected a Madrasan as a lost case.
The article portrayed absolutely nothing,
profane, divisive and completely out of context.
You sound like a woman scorned, on a war footing.
Did a Punjabi boy dump you before, during or after sex?
All said and done,
You had your fun,
Now get over it Madam Madrasan.
Feelings were hurt,
Because you were curt,
Between South ‘n’ North there’s no comparison.
It’s a big risk you took by being so frank,
the repercussion could have been severe.
With all that you wrote, how low you sank,
What you have done, you have no Idea.
Many have replied to your disdain,
But honestly you’re beyond repair.
I’m not one of them, I won’t take the pains,
Honestly I don’t really care.
Your one in a million, screaming out loud,
But all I hear is BLAH!
You’re single ion part of a humungous cloud
The Punjabis are the thunder before the shower
I’m a southie too, by the way, and I really think you suck!
I’m not dark or ‘ugly’ even if I was I wouldn’t really give a f**k!!!
But its insecure inconsequential’s like you who irate peace lovers like me.
Don’t slap a lion on the face and expect to get away scot free!
Anyway, I think it’s just a case of schizophrenia
I don’t feel sorry for you.
You need help and need immediate attention
unfortunately nobody can help you.
I hope you’ve left the north since you hate it so much,
Trust me when I say we have only one wish.
That you go away & don’t come back,
so good riddance to bad rubbish.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Discombobulated
Confucius say: Life is like pot luck; everybody is invited if they have something to offer.
Confuse people or self?
Just writing about the word ‘confuse’ is confusing. I don’t know where to start! Maybe a point of relation is required. Hmmm
But before that, why am I even writing about the word ‘confuse’ it’s not such an important word at all. It is relatively negative it has no core value or benefit. It labels a person incompetent.
But still, the word is intriguing. Haven’t you ever had one of those days where you say a word and then ponder over it thinking “this is such a weird word!” pronouncing it feels awkward but yet it’s a word you’ve used before its only that now you feel it’s ‘awkWORD’
My word for the day is ‘Confuse’ and frankly I find it a very funny word. But inadvertently the funnier the words the more serious are its effects.
People get confused in relationships, does he/ she love me or not, is he/ she the one etcetera.
We get confused while deciding whether to run down to the store first or have a bath.
It’s confusing to decide at a restaurant whether you want Indian or Chinese or neither.
Confused...
I guess another way of putting it would be; to be confused is to have uncertainty prevail or indecisiveness, failing to make up our mind.
Why do we live confused, why can’t we just make a decision?
Hah! If it were that simple the word ‘Confuse’ would not exist and I would be without a ‘funny word of the day’.
So basically, if confused is to be indecisive or failing to make up our mind then the original culprit of being confused is our Brain.
The Brain: While cats have retractable claws, eagles have super vision, bats can hear supersonic sounds, dogs see in the night (so do many other animals), and so on we the human race were endowed with THE BRAIN!
The Brain is what makes us the ruling species on earth… pfft!
And it’s the sole cause of our confused state…
Hmm, but why does the brain do that! I guess because we just think too much.
But what do we all think about? God knows, and I’m sure he’s laughing!
'Thinking’ the function of the brain is now the new suspect of our confused state.
We think!
Thinking is not harmful. But thinking too much is basically over analyzing something!
What?
Anything! It could be about food, work, games, and relationships anything!
I guess we think so much that we take leaps and bounds and assume many things along the way hence causing false deductions and therefore leading to confusion.
So then I guess the real cause of confusion is assumption!
We assume things, like here’s an example:
Guy thinking: should I ask that girl out or not what if she slaps me, or worse snubs me off giving me the cold shoulder. I’ll never get over it. What if she laughs in my face and says YOU WISH! And then everyone will laugh at me. I’ll be the laughing stalk of the whole school and then the neighborhood. My friends wouldn’t want to be seen with a loser then I’ll have no friends. I’ll be alone. My family would still be there but they’ll have to find a girl for me and ….
Girl Thinking: I wonder if he’s going to ask me out. Why isn’t he... is there something wrong with me.
And so on and so forth and hence forth!
We assume. But assuming can also be interpreted as thinking ahead right? Like adding a big ‘What if’ to everything we do. But if we do that we would manage to convince ourselves of not doing anything because all what ifs end with a simple ‘what if I fail’!
So the real reason is we are afraid, afraid to take risks.
What I’m deducing now is confusion is caused by the fear of risk taking.
Shouldn’t we have to take risks sometimes in our lives? I mean it’s like Marlyne (Nemo’s dad) promising himself that he would never let anything happen to Nemo… then nothing would ever happen to or for him.
Hmm … Risk!
Why don’t we take risks? Because we imagine the worst!
WAIT! So imagination is the real cause of confusion…
That would make creative people the most confused people on earth!
I’m a self proclaimed creative guy… am I confused? No!
This monologue might make it seem that way but I’m not… I’m just typing out loud.
So I’m not confused… yet! So that deduction would be incorrect… imagination is not necessarily the real cause of confusion.
So is it the lack of adventure… spontaneity?
The fear of breaking routine, doing something other than the mundane, restraining us from breaking out and enjoying oneself that’s what confusion does! … Oh! Right! That’s what confusion DOES! It’s not the cause…
So we are not spontaneous! Why?
Because we can’t choose whether to go to office today or just take the day off. We choose office because we think door number two would cause severe repercussions, we imagine the worst hence the real cause of confusion is choice!
We have too much to choose from! If we take the day off then we would have to deal with what to do the rest of the day! Do you watch a movie? Do you play golf? Do you stay home and just laze? Then you remember that none of your friends have taken off hence you would be all alone. Nobody really wants to be alone. So you start ‘Self Motivating’ yourself. Telling yourself that office will be fun today, but then… it’s not!
Now you’re not confused! You’re just upset you didn’t just take the day off!
So choice leads to confusion which leads to disappointment.
Man that’s depressing. I suddenly don’t like the word ‘confuse’ anymore… it’s lost its appeal and charm… and it sounds abhorrent!
Abhorrent… heh heh funny word…
Confuse people or self?
Just writing about the word ‘confuse’ is confusing. I don’t know where to start! Maybe a point of relation is required. Hmmm
But before that, why am I even writing about the word ‘confuse’ it’s not such an important word at all. It is relatively negative it has no core value or benefit. It labels a person incompetent.
But still, the word is intriguing. Haven’t you ever had one of those days where you say a word and then ponder over it thinking “this is such a weird word!” pronouncing it feels awkward but yet it’s a word you’ve used before its only that now you feel it’s ‘awkWORD’
My word for the day is ‘Confuse’ and frankly I find it a very funny word. But inadvertently the funnier the words the more serious are its effects.
People get confused in relationships, does he/ she love me or not, is he/ she the one etcetera.
We get confused while deciding whether to run down to the store first or have a bath.
It’s confusing to decide at a restaurant whether you want Indian or Chinese or neither.
Confused...
I guess another way of putting it would be; to be confused is to have uncertainty prevail or indecisiveness, failing to make up our mind.
Why do we live confused, why can’t we just make a decision?
Hah! If it were that simple the word ‘Confuse’ would not exist and I would be without a ‘funny word of the day’.
So basically, if confused is to be indecisive or failing to make up our mind then the original culprit of being confused is our Brain.
The Brain: While cats have retractable claws, eagles have super vision, bats can hear supersonic sounds, dogs see in the night (so do many other animals), and so on we the human race were endowed with THE BRAIN!
The Brain is what makes us the ruling species on earth… pfft!
And it’s the sole cause of our confused state…
Hmm, but why does the brain do that! I guess because we just think too much.
But what do we all think about? God knows, and I’m sure he’s laughing!
'Thinking’ the function of the brain is now the new suspect of our confused state.
We think!
Thinking is not harmful. But thinking too much is basically over analyzing something!
What?
Anything! It could be about food, work, games, and relationships anything!
I guess we think so much that we take leaps and bounds and assume many things along the way hence causing false deductions and therefore leading to confusion.
So then I guess the real cause of confusion is assumption!
We assume things, like here’s an example:
Guy thinking: should I ask that girl out or not what if she slaps me, or worse snubs me off giving me the cold shoulder. I’ll never get over it. What if she laughs in my face and says YOU WISH! And then everyone will laugh at me. I’ll be the laughing stalk of the whole school and then the neighborhood. My friends wouldn’t want to be seen with a loser then I’ll have no friends. I’ll be alone. My family would still be there but they’ll have to find a girl for me and ….
Girl Thinking: I wonder if he’s going to ask me out. Why isn’t he... is there something wrong with me.
And so on and so forth and hence forth!
We assume. But assuming can also be interpreted as thinking ahead right? Like adding a big ‘What if’ to everything we do. But if we do that we would manage to convince ourselves of not doing anything because all what ifs end with a simple ‘what if I fail’!
So the real reason is we are afraid, afraid to take risks.
What I’m deducing now is confusion is caused by the fear of risk taking.
Shouldn’t we have to take risks sometimes in our lives? I mean it’s like Marlyne (Nemo’s dad) promising himself that he would never let anything happen to Nemo… then nothing would ever happen to or for him.
Hmm … Risk!
Why don’t we take risks? Because we imagine the worst!
WAIT! So imagination is the real cause of confusion…
That would make creative people the most confused people on earth!
I’m a self proclaimed creative guy… am I confused? No!
This monologue might make it seem that way but I’m not… I’m just typing out loud.
So I’m not confused… yet! So that deduction would be incorrect… imagination is not necessarily the real cause of confusion.
So is it the lack of adventure… spontaneity?
The fear of breaking routine, doing something other than the mundane, restraining us from breaking out and enjoying oneself that’s what confusion does! … Oh! Right! That’s what confusion DOES! It’s not the cause…
So we are not spontaneous! Why?
Because we can’t choose whether to go to office today or just take the day off. We choose office because we think door number two would cause severe repercussions, we imagine the worst hence the real cause of confusion is choice!
We have too much to choose from! If we take the day off then we would have to deal with what to do the rest of the day! Do you watch a movie? Do you play golf? Do you stay home and just laze? Then you remember that none of your friends have taken off hence you would be all alone. Nobody really wants to be alone. So you start ‘Self Motivating’ yourself. Telling yourself that office will be fun today, but then… it’s not!
Now you’re not confused! You’re just upset you didn’t just take the day off!
So choice leads to confusion which leads to disappointment.
Man that’s depressing. I suddenly don’t like the word ‘confuse’ anymore… it’s lost its appeal and charm… and it sounds abhorrent!
Abhorrent… heh heh funny word…
Monday, July 11, 2011
BREAKING NEWS
Redefining Storytelling!
I started the blog so that someday I could figure out its purpose!
Today while reading the papers I realized the purpose actually I have a better and simpler word… I realized a need.
The news today is filled with corruption, rape, murder, extortion, embezzlement, betrayal… filth. That’s a story we have all heard a million times. I don’t remember the last time I opened the papers and actually read a story which made me feel warm with contentment and meaning inside. Stories are paid for now-a-days.
Somebody’s nobody is on page 3 and nobody’s business makes the headlines!
What’s happened to the news! Current affairs? Bullshit! This is criminal. I would never advise my kids to read the newspapers at this rate! Poor kids would live in fear… they would on the first chance bribe a cop rather than talk and resolve! Or better receive whatever punishment with grace and humility.
Maybe I stretched that too far but I honestly do feel that if the ‘news makers’, by news makers I mean channels and editors, wanted!!! Their channels, papers or magazines could have a section that focuses only on the good that’s happening in our town, city, state and country.
Not long ago! I read a small article on the left hand corner of a TOI. The article or story was about a man who married a lady. Not entertaining? Well the lady was banished from her village and her family because she was diagnosed with AIDS. She used to travel in the local train for 4 hours or so everyday to go to work and would then return home. A man on the local train saw her and fell in love. She at first, though she wanted to, did not reciprocate his love as he did not know of her ailment. He persisted, she finally told him …
Best part of the story… he didn’t mind the fact she had AIDS he said ‘we will take the required precautions”… they got married had a child and till date the child nor the Husband have AIDS… and she is living a ‘normal’ life!
The man here is no hero... he’s just educated. But this story has never left my mind!
I don’t know what’s happened of that family or of the lady or her husband and child! But that story gave me hope! It gave me reason to believe that mankind had some humanity left in them.
FEELGOOD FACTORS are important to make you feel good about yourself. And reading, listening or witnessing these awesome moments makes one feel so good about themselves. That story has kept me going for years… I scan the papers daily to try and catch a story just like that again… but with no luck!
If there is a person getting robbed every minute of the day somewhere in the world then I’m sure there is someone giving charity every minute in some way or the other somewhere in the world. Everything has a balance… hence our news needs a balance.
Therefore, just for starters… let everyone contribute. If you did something good like… made it to your dads 50th birthday on time, or helped a lady cross the road or helped a little girls cat down from the tree… whatever the act write about it here and let the world know… it all just has to start.
I don’t necessarily mean something you did to make someone feel better… it could be something that happened with you that made you feel better too… Something someone did to or for you that made you feel great! Something as simple as a smile!
I’ll start with my story.
I was on my way back from work, this was a year back, and I was tired, irritable hungry and was obviously stuck in traffic. I was at the Golden Dragon fly over before IIT flyover and it was raining. While furiously cursing my misfortune I heard the typical tape of an urchin on my window. I ignored, he tapped again and again and again… I didn’t even look. Finally one small faint tap hit my window and I swiveled my head, rolled my window down and in the crudest manner yelled ‘KYA HAY, NAHIN CHAHIYE, CHAL BHAAG’ (What do you want? I don’t want anything! Get lost). The little boy was just smiling, teeth and all. I felt stupid. He then said four very simple words… “Please! Take just one…”
He was holding up a heart shaped balloon…
He had just one with him… it was more or less deflated.
I smiled back… paid for it … took it… and rolled up my window.
Suddenly the rain didn’t seem so bad, the traffic sort of melted away… I put my music on, drove home… and on reaching realized… what that one smile did to me…
What I hope to achieve is that someday when we have enough stories we could approach a publication and maybe just maybe convince them to devote one page just one page to these articles and stories…
If you’d like, you could email me your story at arjunbhimwal@gmail.com as well. Or just comment on this blog and let the stories do the talking.
I started the blog so that someday I could figure out its purpose!
Today while reading the papers I realized the purpose actually I have a better and simpler word… I realized a need.
The news today is filled with corruption, rape, murder, extortion, embezzlement, betrayal… filth. That’s a story we have all heard a million times. I don’t remember the last time I opened the papers and actually read a story which made me feel warm with contentment and meaning inside. Stories are paid for now-a-days.
Somebody’s nobody is on page 3 and nobody’s business makes the headlines!
What’s happened to the news! Current affairs? Bullshit! This is criminal. I would never advise my kids to read the newspapers at this rate! Poor kids would live in fear… they would on the first chance bribe a cop rather than talk and resolve! Or better receive whatever punishment with grace and humility.
Maybe I stretched that too far but I honestly do feel that if the ‘news makers’, by news makers I mean channels and editors, wanted!!! Their channels, papers or magazines could have a section that focuses only on the good that’s happening in our town, city, state and country.
Not long ago! I read a small article on the left hand corner of a TOI. The article or story was about a man who married a lady. Not entertaining? Well the lady was banished from her village and her family because she was diagnosed with AIDS. She used to travel in the local train for 4 hours or so everyday to go to work and would then return home. A man on the local train saw her and fell in love. She at first, though she wanted to, did not reciprocate his love as he did not know of her ailment. He persisted, she finally told him …
Best part of the story… he didn’t mind the fact she had AIDS he said ‘we will take the required precautions”… they got married had a child and till date the child nor the Husband have AIDS… and she is living a ‘normal’ life!
The man here is no hero... he’s just educated. But this story has never left my mind!
I don’t know what’s happened of that family or of the lady or her husband and child! But that story gave me hope! It gave me reason to believe that mankind had some humanity left in them.
FEELGOOD FACTORS are important to make you feel good about yourself. And reading, listening or witnessing these awesome moments makes one feel so good about themselves. That story has kept me going for years… I scan the papers daily to try and catch a story just like that again… but with no luck!
If there is a person getting robbed every minute of the day somewhere in the world then I’m sure there is someone giving charity every minute in some way or the other somewhere in the world. Everything has a balance… hence our news needs a balance.
Therefore, just for starters… let everyone contribute. If you did something good like… made it to your dads 50th birthday on time, or helped a lady cross the road or helped a little girls cat down from the tree… whatever the act write about it here and let the world know… it all just has to start.
I don’t necessarily mean something you did to make someone feel better… it could be something that happened with you that made you feel better too… Something someone did to or for you that made you feel great! Something as simple as a smile!
I’ll start with my story.
I was on my way back from work, this was a year back, and I was tired, irritable hungry and was obviously stuck in traffic. I was at the Golden Dragon fly over before IIT flyover and it was raining. While furiously cursing my misfortune I heard the typical tape of an urchin on my window. I ignored, he tapped again and again and again… I didn’t even look. Finally one small faint tap hit my window and I swiveled my head, rolled my window down and in the crudest manner yelled ‘KYA HAY, NAHIN CHAHIYE, CHAL BHAAG’ (What do you want? I don’t want anything! Get lost). The little boy was just smiling, teeth and all. I felt stupid. He then said four very simple words… “Please! Take just one…”
He was holding up a heart shaped balloon…
He had just one with him… it was more or less deflated.
I smiled back… paid for it … took it… and rolled up my window.
Suddenly the rain didn’t seem so bad, the traffic sort of melted away… I put my music on, drove home… and on reaching realized… what that one smile did to me…
What I hope to achieve is that someday when we have enough stories we could approach a publication and maybe just maybe convince them to devote one page just one page to these articles and stories…
If you’d like, you could email me your story at arjunbhimwal@gmail.com as well. Or just comment on this blog and let the stories do the talking.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
A Point of View
Every office needs to have it
Every person should be able to access it
It should be wide and big and seen from any angle
It could be in the shape of a square, circle or rectangle.
It could be translucent or colored but preferably transparent
It could be shut for good or opens when the handle is bent
It could be French or new age or just a pane
It could be anything you want, it could even be stain
Some people start living by cleaning it
Some end life by just going through it
Others watch material things on the other side of it
It means a lot to those who can think beyond it
I enjoy the changing colors of the day
It keeps me alive and keeps excitement at bay
This portal gives me all these things and more I dare say
It gives me a vision of greater things coming to me
It’s the means by which creativity can flow
It’s made to make you dream or just watch the wind blow
You can look high up in the sky or look way down below
It’s a simple request for a seat facing a Window.
Every person should be able to access it
It should be wide and big and seen from any angle
It could be in the shape of a square, circle or rectangle.
It could be translucent or colored but preferably transparent
It could be shut for good or opens when the handle is bent
It could be French or new age or just a pane
It could be anything you want, it could even be stain
Some people start living by cleaning it
Some end life by just going through it
Others watch material things on the other side of it
It means a lot to those who can think beyond it
I enjoy the changing colors of the day
It keeps me alive and keeps excitement at bay
This portal gives me all these things and more I dare say
It gives me a vision of greater things coming to me
It’s the means by which creativity can flow
It’s made to make you dream or just watch the wind blow
You can look high up in the sky or look way down below
It’s a simple request for a seat facing a Window.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Bleed Blue… Bled Red
The world cup frenzy still lingers as twitter profiles still host “Representing World Champions” as a byline and advertisers are still squeezing as much as they can from the Dhoni franchise. But why has it taken me 3 months to write this? Well I could say I have been thinking about it or mulling over it, letting the words form in my head etcetera but the honest truth is… I washed my Bleed Blue t-shirt just a week back, it lit a bulb in my head… hence the write up.
Well don’t be too disgusted, the smell of cigarettes alcohol and winning was too good to just wash away. But unfortunately that’s not all that washed away… My lovely ‘Bleed Blue’, which if I might add was red in color, turned pink!
The campaign was a blast, the country bled blue for the players. It brought about nostalgia, team spirit, cheers and joy. It inculcated a sense of belonging, brotherhood and patriotism. If it did all this, this one campaign, then why did they have to settle for such cheap quality of material when it came to the merchandise?
No doubt Nike made a bomb of a sale during that time, and I’m referring only to their bleed blue t-shirts. And let me tell you those t-shirts were not cheap. I would have expected T-shirts that would at least last the first wash!
Dear Nike,
You came up with a Bleed Blue campaign but you didn’t make any Blue t-shirts, why? Why were all the shirts on the shelves available only in Red or Black? Why did your skinny, unimpressive sales guys get to wear the bleed blue shirts? Why Nike…Why? Why was the shirt not available for Girls (size wise)? Why was it all out of stock just on the day of the finals? Why do you guys have only 2 stores in Gurgaon?
Well the last question is not related but it is valid. I don’t understand it… if it’s a question of Demand and Supply, then in an ideal case any organization would want a situation of High Demand right? And in such a situation the company would like to capitalize on it by ensuring supply is steady… even your leftover stock would have been sold out 10 days after the World cup ended.
Regards
If I had to question them then those would have been my FAQ’s to Nike.
All said and done, I loved the campaign; I love what it did to everyone in India. There must have been thousands of people who must have had “Congratulations India: We Bleed Blue” as their status messages on Facebook after India won. But how I wish I could save the bleed Blue T-shirt, how I wish I could wear it even now and proudly walk around reminding everyone of that moment of Glory that moment where India stood together and cheered.
Nike, you have no idea what you created with Bleed Blue… that in itself was a campaign that could have done wonders in the long run. Just for the sake of an example, you remember “I love new York”? The logo is a rebus that was created by Milton Glaser and Bobby Zarem consisting of the capital letter I, followed by a red heart symbol, below which are the capital letters N and Y, set in a rounded slab serif typeface called American Typewriter.
The following is courtesy Wikipedia …
“In 1977, William S. Doyle, Deputy Commissioner of the New York State Department of Commerce hired advertising agency Wells Rich Greene to develop a marketing campaign for New York State. Doyle also recruited Milton Glaser, a productive graphic designer to work on the campaign, and created the design based on Wells Rich Greene's advertising campaign. Glaser expected the campaign to last only a couple months and did the work pro bono. It was possibly inspired in part by the state tourism slogan Virginia is for Lovers which had featured a "Love" theme and red heart symbol since 1969. The innovative pop-style icon became a major success and has continued to be sold for years. In the popular mind (though this was not the original intention) the logo has become closely associated with New York City, and the placement of the logo on plain white T-shirts readily sold in the city has widely circulated the appearance of the image, making it a commonly recognized symbol.
The image became especially prominent following the September 11 terrorist attacks on the city, which created a sense of unity among the populace. Many visitors to the city following the attacks purchased and wore the shirts bearing the ‘I Love New York’ logo as a sign of their support. Glaser created a modified version to commemorate the attacks, reading "I Love NY More Than Ever", with a little black spot on the heart symbolizing the World Trade Center site. The black spot approximates the site's location on Manhattan Island.”
…Wow eh?
Imagine … just imagine what Bleed Blue could have done… for a country so in love with the sport, you had a campaign so well placed and positioned you could have ruled the sports merchandise industry and brought this country a little closer together. It was based on emotions and this country runs on emotions it was based on values and grit something this country has but needs to be reminded off every now and then.
Anyway… that’s just my opinion. I see bleed blue as just another campaign now, one that came conquered and left without saying a word. I don’t bleed blue anymore… the blue faded into dirty water and all I’m left with is a sad pale pink t-shirt with bleed blue written on it.
Don’t play with our emotions or sentiments Nike, unless you have something bigger in mind.
Nike
Don’t do it… again!
Well don’t be too disgusted, the smell of cigarettes alcohol and winning was too good to just wash away. But unfortunately that’s not all that washed away… My lovely ‘Bleed Blue’, which if I might add was red in color, turned pink!
The campaign was a blast, the country bled blue for the players. It brought about nostalgia, team spirit, cheers and joy. It inculcated a sense of belonging, brotherhood and patriotism. If it did all this, this one campaign, then why did they have to settle for such cheap quality of material when it came to the merchandise?
No doubt Nike made a bomb of a sale during that time, and I’m referring only to their bleed blue t-shirts. And let me tell you those t-shirts were not cheap. I would have expected T-shirts that would at least last the first wash!
Dear Nike,
You came up with a Bleed Blue campaign but you didn’t make any Blue t-shirts, why? Why were all the shirts on the shelves available only in Red or Black? Why did your skinny, unimpressive sales guys get to wear the bleed blue shirts? Why Nike…Why? Why was the shirt not available for Girls (size wise)? Why was it all out of stock just on the day of the finals? Why do you guys have only 2 stores in Gurgaon?
Well the last question is not related but it is valid. I don’t understand it… if it’s a question of Demand and Supply, then in an ideal case any organization would want a situation of High Demand right? And in such a situation the company would like to capitalize on it by ensuring supply is steady… even your leftover stock would have been sold out 10 days after the World cup ended.
Regards
If I had to question them then those would have been my FAQ’s to Nike.
All said and done, I loved the campaign; I love what it did to everyone in India. There must have been thousands of people who must have had “Congratulations India: We Bleed Blue” as their status messages on Facebook after India won. But how I wish I could save the bleed Blue T-shirt, how I wish I could wear it even now and proudly walk around reminding everyone of that moment of Glory that moment where India stood together and cheered.
Nike, you have no idea what you created with Bleed Blue… that in itself was a campaign that could have done wonders in the long run. Just for the sake of an example, you remember “I love new York”? The logo is a rebus that was created by Milton Glaser and Bobby Zarem consisting of the capital letter I, followed by a red heart symbol, below which are the capital letters N and Y, set in a rounded slab serif typeface called American Typewriter.
The following is courtesy Wikipedia …
“In 1977, William S. Doyle, Deputy Commissioner of the New York State Department of Commerce hired advertising agency Wells Rich Greene to develop a marketing campaign for New York State. Doyle also recruited Milton Glaser, a productive graphic designer to work on the campaign, and created the design based on Wells Rich Greene's advertising campaign. Glaser expected the campaign to last only a couple months and did the work pro bono. It was possibly inspired in part by the state tourism slogan Virginia is for Lovers which had featured a "Love" theme and red heart symbol since 1969. The innovative pop-style icon became a major success and has continued to be sold for years. In the popular mind (though this was not the original intention) the logo has become closely associated with New York City, and the placement of the logo on plain white T-shirts readily sold in the city has widely circulated the appearance of the image, making it a commonly recognized symbol.
The image became especially prominent following the September 11 terrorist attacks on the city, which created a sense of unity among the populace. Many visitors to the city following the attacks purchased and wore the shirts bearing the ‘I Love New York’ logo as a sign of their support. Glaser created a modified version to commemorate the attacks, reading "I Love NY More Than Ever", with a little black spot on the heart symbolizing the World Trade Center site. The black spot approximates the site's location on Manhattan Island.”
…Wow eh?
Imagine … just imagine what Bleed Blue could have done… for a country so in love with the sport, you had a campaign so well placed and positioned you could have ruled the sports merchandise industry and brought this country a little closer together. It was based on emotions and this country runs on emotions it was based on values and grit something this country has but needs to be reminded off every now and then.
Anyway… that’s just my opinion. I see bleed blue as just another campaign now, one that came conquered and left without saying a word. I don’t bleed blue anymore… the blue faded into dirty water and all I’m left with is a sad pale pink t-shirt with bleed blue written on it.
Don’t play with our emotions or sentiments Nike, unless you have something bigger in mind.
Nike
Don’t do it… again!
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Weather or Not
It’s raining its pouring
The old man is snoring
He has no clue
Of what’s about to ensue
Wacky weather is touring
Globally!
I follow a few weather reporters, one of them being stormchaser4850, on twitter. I also, on a daily basis, look out for various articles pertaining to the environment, weather patterns etc. The last few months have been quite scary.
Ash clouds over Paris now over Australia, earthquakes in Japan and recently near the coast of Nicaragua, tsunamis, floods, heat waves!!!
Mother Nature is really making her point! With this whole end of the world rumor going around it’s a scary thought -8 hour earthquake- phew! And not just focused in one place but all over the globe. Threats of solar flares, volcanic eruptions and a 2/3rd decrease in human population globally! My question is… how do I become part of that 1/3rd? Is there like a ticket I need to buy or maybe a lucky draw or something… it’s scary.
We deal with this logic on a daily basis but somehow as individuals fail to see it from a global perspective and that logic is, the things we do today will have repercussions tomorrow. Hence we make sure we finish all our work on Friday so that we can take Saturday off, or fill up fuel on the eve of a fuel hike or pre-book movie shows so that you don’t miss the show. We are proactive about everything but when it comes to Death and The End of The World, we somehow become complacent and thing ‘not today’ or ‘can’t happen in my lifetime’.
Question is why not! We always think “that can never happen to me but can happen to someone”… until we become that ‘someone’. To somebody you will always be someone else and to everybody we will always be just a nobody until somebody screws up and everybody knows who somebody is and nobody cares because it’s someone else.
If that made any sense at all it was meant too if not, water under the bridge, move on.
Responsibility, that’s the key word. Walk instead of driving short distances, use public conveyance etc are all things we can do to ensure we increase that gap of 2/3rd to maybe nil. Avoid Armageddon totally if possible. There is a movie I saw once, a short documentary called 4yearGo (youTube it, it’s pretty awesome) they say in a span of four years we can do so much to ensure much more. Four years to ensure a greener planet, better lifestyles etc so on and more.
I say why wait 4 years… why can’t that sense of responsibility take over our sub-conscience now? Why can’t we make small changes to our lifestyle now? Is it convenience or lack of it that we do things that may benefit us now but in the long run will harm the larger picture?
Governments being elected promise better power, electricity and food they promise better job opportunities, higher wages and better lifestyle and on the basis of those promises we elect. Yes infrastructure is important, yes growth is for the benefit of society. But, what about the surroundings, environment, ecology what about all those things, we ourselves don’t care why should governments?
Sometimes I feel the human capability to adapt is a curse. Our brains don’t try to fix problems they go around the problem or come up with another innovation to avoid the problem… unfortunately the problem still exists. For example using axes to chop trees took too much time, hence the chainsaw (problem doubled).
We adapt to heat, cold, excess rain, no rain, storms etc with better AC’s, heaters and other paraphernalia that make our lives ‘happy’. We adapt… we don’t exist anymore. Everyday our environment poses a new problem in front of us and instead of accepting the problem and trying to rectify it we work our way around it. Our management aka government needs to have this foresight to lead people in the right direction and the government that does that is the one I’d vote for with my eyes closed.
The Government banned smoking in public places, yay! Now what? How about banning the use of your car if the distance you have to go is within 5Km, or permitting only the use of cycles or electric scooters for distances within 10km. Offices to provide cabs for meetings etc. I mean it’s not a fool proof plan-of-action but it’s an idea? And people who can should.
It would be hypocritical of me to conclude this epiphany with a “someone needs to stand up and take action” because our problems, human nature, always has to be someone else’s!!!
Therefore I will go out on a limb here and say that I will practice what I preach and since I’m one of the people who can… I will not use my car for distances shorter than 5km and if possible will start cycling to office too.
That’s my bit… what’s yours? Remember it doesn’t have to be anything dramatic or big… start small for the bigger picture.
The old man is snoring
He has no clue
Of what’s about to ensue
Wacky weather is touring
Globally!
I follow a few weather reporters, one of them being stormchaser4850, on twitter. I also, on a daily basis, look out for various articles pertaining to the environment, weather patterns etc. The last few months have been quite scary.
Ash clouds over Paris now over Australia, earthquakes in Japan and recently near the coast of Nicaragua, tsunamis, floods, heat waves!!!
Mother Nature is really making her point! With this whole end of the world rumor going around it’s a scary thought -8 hour earthquake- phew! And not just focused in one place but all over the globe. Threats of solar flares, volcanic eruptions and a 2/3rd decrease in human population globally! My question is… how do I become part of that 1/3rd? Is there like a ticket I need to buy or maybe a lucky draw or something… it’s scary.
We deal with this logic on a daily basis but somehow as individuals fail to see it from a global perspective and that logic is, the things we do today will have repercussions tomorrow. Hence we make sure we finish all our work on Friday so that we can take Saturday off, or fill up fuel on the eve of a fuel hike or pre-book movie shows so that you don’t miss the show. We are proactive about everything but when it comes to Death and The End of The World, we somehow become complacent and thing ‘not today’ or ‘can’t happen in my lifetime’.
Question is why not! We always think “that can never happen to me but can happen to someone”… until we become that ‘someone’. To somebody you will always be someone else and to everybody we will always be just a nobody until somebody screws up and everybody knows who somebody is and nobody cares because it’s someone else.
If that made any sense at all it was meant too if not, water under the bridge, move on.
Responsibility, that’s the key word. Walk instead of driving short distances, use public conveyance etc are all things we can do to ensure we increase that gap of 2/3rd to maybe nil. Avoid Armageddon totally if possible. There is a movie I saw once, a short documentary called 4yearGo (youTube it, it’s pretty awesome) they say in a span of four years we can do so much to ensure much more. Four years to ensure a greener planet, better lifestyles etc so on and more.
I say why wait 4 years… why can’t that sense of responsibility take over our sub-conscience now? Why can’t we make small changes to our lifestyle now? Is it convenience or lack of it that we do things that may benefit us now but in the long run will harm the larger picture?
Governments being elected promise better power, electricity and food they promise better job opportunities, higher wages and better lifestyle and on the basis of those promises we elect. Yes infrastructure is important, yes growth is for the benefit of society. But, what about the surroundings, environment, ecology what about all those things, we ourselves don’t care why should governments?
Sometimes I feel the human capability to adapt is a curse. Our brains don’t try to fix problems they go around the problem or come up with another innovation to avoid the problem… unfortunately the problem still exists. For example using axes to chop trees took too much time, hence the chainsaw (problem doubled).
We adapt to heat, cold, excess rain, no rain, storms etc with better AC’s, heaters and other paraphernalia that make our lives ‘happy’. We adapt… we don’t exist anymore. Everyday our environment poses a new problem in front of us and instead of accepting the problem and trying to rectify it we work our way around it. Our management aka government needs to have this foresight to lead people in the right direction and the government that does that is the one I’d vote for with my eyes closed.
The Government banned smoking in public places, yay! Now what? How about banning the use of your car if the distance you have to go is within 5Km, or permitting only the use of cycles or electric scooters for distances within 10km. Offices to provide cabs for meetings etc. I mean it’s not a fool proof plan-of-action but it’s an idea? And people who can should.
It would be hypocritical of me to conclude this epiphany with a “someone needs to stand up and take action” because our problems, human nature, always has to be someone else’s!!!
Therefore I will go out on a limb here and say that I will practice what I preach and since I’m one of the people who can… I will not use my car for distances shorter than 5km and if possible will start cycling to office too.
That’s my bit… what’s yours? Remember it doesn’t have to be anything dramatic or big… start small for the bigger picture.
QuinteSequel
Pirates of the Caribbean – on stranger tides, Kung Fu Panda 2, X-Men First Class, Fast & Furious 5… 2011 the year for sequels!
There used to be a time when my first thought of an upcoming sequel would be “I’m sure it couldn’t be as good as the first part”, but what’s interesting is the emerging mannerism with which directors, producers, scriptwriters etc are positioning or making their movies in order to capture rapture.
Take Fast Five for example; all they had to do was bring in Vin Diesel, hell they even brought in Dwayne Johnson!! What more… Take Kung Fu Panda 2 as well, the whole angle of the story was different and no link to the last part yet in a way had some essence of part 1.
What intrigues me the most is X-Men First Class. X-Men went through all possible sequel possibilities, even with one only focusing on the Star Hugh Jackman, and just when everyone thought ‘well that’s it for X-Men!!!’ a sequel promptly comes up featuring the younger versions of the oldies.
Awesome, just brilliant!!! Sequels are no more continuations of its predecessor and even if they are the twist and nature of the storyline are completely changed. The original part one becomes part two because after part three comes Underworld: rise of the Lycans….genius!
What I’m definitely looking forward to is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2… now this I would not categorize as a movie sequel. It is based completely on J K Rowling’s book which is already a best seller… when I write my next blog on book sequels ill definitely talk about it
I’ve heard that Avatar 2 is coming as well… but somehow … and this is just a point of view. Avatar, the one we have all seen, was something new and exciting hence the storyline didn’t really matter. Most viewers were wowed by the graphics, animations SFX etc hence the movie was a hit. I just hope part 2 does not hope to ride the box office with Avatar 2 again on just graphics and SFX. The story needs juice and life!
Narnia is another excellent example of a great series. Had to mention it, Narnia is one of my all time favorites.
But the question is, while watching a good sequel is definitely awesome! What happened to innovation and something new? Well frankly I think Hollywood is working overtime and everyone is trying to develop scripts that have potential of being ‘Sequelable’. The Green Lantern for one is an example that pops up immediately. I can already see sequels which will introduce Thor, Green Lantern and Iron Man into one awesome fantastic movie, hell! It’s not rocket science… the last Iron Man showed the ‘Shield’ members discovering Thor’s Hammer in the middle of a crater. Plus they are all properties/ franchisees of DC comics.
So as a person who loves to be entertained and loves his popcorn and nachos I look forward to many more awesome movies to come.
Happy viewing
There used to be a time when my first thought of an upcoming sequel would be “I’m sure it couldn’t be as good as the first part”, but what’s interesting is the emerging mannerism with which directors, producers, scriptwriters etc are positioning or making their movies in order to capture rapture.
Take Fast Five for example; all they had to do was bring in Vin Diesel, hell they even brought in Dwayne Johnson!! What more… Take Kung Fu Panda 2 as well, the whole angle of the story was different and no link to the last part yet in a way had some essence of part 1.
What intrigues me the most is X-Men First Class. X-Men went through all possible sequel possibilities, even with one only focusing on the Star Hugh Jackman, and just when everyone thought ‘well that’s it for X-Men!!!’ a sequel promptly comes up featuring the younger versions of the oldies.
Awesome, just brilliant!!! Sequels are no more continuations of its predecessor and even if they are the twist and nature of the storyline are completely changed. The original part one becomes part two because after part three comes Underworld: rise of the Lycans….genius!
What I’m definitely looking forward to is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2… now this I would not categorize as a movie sequel. It is based completely on J K Rowling’s book which is already a best seller… when I write my next blog on book sequels ill definitely talk about it
I’ve heard that Avatar 2 is coming as well… but somehow … and this is just a point of view. Avatar, the one we have all seen, was something new and exciting hence the storyline didn’t really matter. Most viewers were wowed by the graphics, animations SFX etc hence the movie was a hit. I just hope part 2 does not hope to ride the box office with Avatar 2 again on just graphics and SFX. The story needs juice and life!
Narnia is another excellent example of a great series. Had to mention it, Narnia is one of my all time favorites.
But the question is, while watching a good sequel is definitely awesome! What happened to innovation and something new? Well frankly I think Hollywood is working overtime and everyone is trying to develop scripts that have potential of being ‘Sequelable’. The Green Lantern for one is an example that pops up immediately. I can already see sequels which will introduce Thor, Green Lantern and Iron Man into one awesome fantastic movie, hell! It’s not rocket science… the last Iron Man showed the ‘Shield’ members discovering Thor’s Hammer in the middle of a crater. Plus they are all properties/ franchisees of DC comics.
So as a person who loves to be entertained and loves his popcorn and nachos I look forward to many more awesome movies to come.
Happy viewing
No ‘Mens’ Land
I’m not a spiritualist, I’m not a politician
I’m a 27 year old guy, half Punjabi & total Christian.
Has anyone noticed, you have policemen, firemen, postmen, milkmen etcetera, but, and here’s the irony, there is no ‘Men’ in politician!!! (Something to think about)
With that said, I must emphasize that I am not an expert in either spirituality or politics; hence my views are my own from a simple perspective of an observer.
It’s downright entertaining… Godman holds rally, rally gets gate crashed by law, law pursues Godman, and Godman disguises himself as a woman!!! And then flees again.
The world feels outraged by this act of violence from our government, I don’t. After recent developments where Ramdev has threatened the government and law officials that followers would come ‘ready’ next time, I fail to see the whole Gandhian approach here.
Also, why run? If Ramdev wanted sympathy and following he should have let himself get caught/ thrashed/ jailed!!! Why run? Does he have anything to hide? Is he part of a larger conspiracy? Why do dogs chase you? Because after they provoke you, you run!!! Hence they run after.
Dressing up like a woman and fleeing to another city…Bah! Even action movies don’t feature such baseless drama.
Now Anna Hazare has come into the picture…hmm well his last campaign did prove to be useful and he sorted his issues with the government in a manner that was actually peaceful, in a manner of speaking.
Whatever his ulterior motive might have been ultimately the greater good was acknowledged. Best part he did it for himself as he saw himself as a man representing the nation.
Anna and Baba together, allies fighting for a common cause… I don’t think it’s so common. Anna has a Gandhian belief which by the way I see it involves dialogue, listening, understanding; all virtues of a civilized society. Baba on the other hand adopts a spiritualistic belief which if we look into the past has never been beneficial for anyone. What’s the difference between a terrorist and a Ramdev then? Both are fighting for a God like belief, both want change and reform and both are willing to go to great lengths to achieve their goals, both hide in the dark, both operate incognito and neither can operate without a gathering of sorts.
But what has become that last straw that broke MY camel’s back! Is the present comparison being made between what happened at Ramlila Maidan and Jallianwala Bagh! Please, don’t compare what happened at Ramdev’s rally to Jallianwala Bhag! Don’t massacre something that was far greater in terms of emotion, historic and tragic circumstances. What happened at the rally was not even one hundredth the catastrophe at Jallianwala Bagh. Comparing the two is ridiculous and just plain silly. I don’t mean to say what happened at Ramlila Maidan is not bad, definitely a scar on the world’s largest Democracy, but is still incomparable to Jallianwala Bagh.
Opinions are like assholes… everybody has one! And this country is full of opinions… present company included ;) but that’s the beauty of democracy. And why not exercise our right of speech and freedom! But do so without making a big hue and cry about it. To be honest the hue and cry is all courtesy ‘Media’, but that’s a whole different story all together.
Frankly, I just hope the best ‘men’ win… politician with no ‘men’ in it or ‘lady’ Ramdev.
I’m a 27 year old guy, half Punjabi & total Christian.
Has anyone noticed, you have policemen, firemen, postmen, milkmen etcetera, but, and here’s the irony, there is no ‘Men’ in politician!!! (Something to think about)
With that said, I must emphasize that I am not an expert in either spirituality or politics; hence my views are my own from a simple perspective of an observer.
It’s downright entertaining… Godman holds rally, rally gets gate crashed by law, law pursues Godman, and Godman disguises himself as a woman!!! And then flees again.
The world feels outraged by this act of violence from our government, I don’t. After recent developments where Ramdev has threatened the government and law officials that followers would come ‘ready’ next time, I fail to see the whole Gandhian approach here.
Also, why run? If Ramdev wanted sympathy and following he should have let himself get caught/ thrashed/ jailed!!! Why run? Does he have anything to hide? Is he part of a larger conspiracy? Why do dogs chase you? Because after they provoke you, you run!!! Hence they run after.
Dressing up like a woman and fleeing to another city…Bah! Even action movies don’t feature such baseless drama.
Now Anna Hazare has come into the picture…hmm well his last campaign did prove to be useful and he sorted his issues with the government in a manner that was actually peaceful, in a manner of speaking.
Whatever his ulterior motive might have been ultimately the greater good was acknowledged. Best part he did it for himself as he saw himself as a man representing the nation.
Anna and Baba together, allies fighting for a common cause… I don’t think it’s so common. Anna has a Gandhian belief which by the way I see it involves dialogue, listening, understanding; all virtues of a civilized society. Baba on the other hand adopts a spiritualistic belief which if we look into the past has never been beneficial for anyone. What’s the difference between a terrorist and a Ramdev then? Both are fighting for a God like belief, both want change and reform and both are willing to go to great lengths to achieve their goals, both hide in the dark, both operate incognito and neither can operate without a gathering of sorts.
But what has become that last straw that broke MY camel’s back! Is the present comparison being made between what happened at Ramlila Maidan and Jallianwala Bagh! Please, don’t compare what happened at Ramdev’s rally to Jallianwala Bhag! Don’t massacre something that was far greater in terms of emotion, historic and tragic circumstances. What happened at the rally was not even one hundredth the catastrophe at Jallianwala Bagh. Comparing the two is ridiculous and just plain silly. I don’t mean to say what happened at Ramlila Maidan is not bad, definitely a scar on the world’s largest Democracy, but is still incomparable to Jallianwala Bagh.
Opinions are like assholes… everybody has one! And this country is full of opinions… present company included ;) but that’s the beauty of democracy. And why not exercise our right of speech and freedom! But do so without making a big hue and cry about it. To be honest the hue and cry is all courtesy ‘Media’, but that’s a whole different story all together.
Frankly, I just hope the best ‘men’ win… politician with no ‘men’ in it or ‘lady’ Ramdev.
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