Tuesday, 15 October 2013

Chivalry cannot be taught!!!

 


SRK's interview in today's Bombay Times ... Excerpts on the way women should be treated...............

" I’m teaching my son about girls. I’m not talking about the birds and the bees, I’m not teaching him the romance of Dilwaale. But I wanted to tell him, now, you are 15. You are in a co-educational school. You will be going out — and he does — you’ll have girlfriends and boyfriends. You’ll have to open that car door for the ladies; you’ll have to treat her with gentleness, because you are strong. You put your arm behind them in case they need to be put into a lift. These are small, courteous things. Besides that, you will never ever deride a woman publicly or in a gang of boys. You can’t think of them as a commodity — ‘hey, babe!’ — I’ve never done it. I don’t know whether it was my dad, whether it was the shayari... he told me that women are princesses, women are God’s gift. In all the romance, you have to respect that. And if you do that, you’re not going to be eve teasing, you’re not going to be ragging, you’re not going to be cheap to a woman."









The people who hate him, need to know this facet of his life. He treats women like no-one does.. I have experienced this myself... 


Not for your films, not for your controversies, not for your dimples but I really really love you for your views towards women...


A True star- SRK

Wednesday, 25 September 2013

'The present' is dying…

A city like Mumbai, people value time the most, with a majority of the little joys get misplaced.

People run for money but forget emotions.

People run for position but forget the heart.

People do everything within their limits and more to make one and their loved ones happy in the future but never get chance to experience happiness or just initiate a conversation on ‘everyday talk’ at leisure.

'The present' is dying, not a good sign of things to come. A change needs to be initiated before the helmet of darkness takes over.

Then there are moments in life that happen, just out of the blue - happy memories that lightens you up, even 10 years down the line.

Such is the following episode:

Sunday evening, when I was just preparing myself  to face the ‘Khooni Monday’ (which means going to the parlor, getting clothes ironed, doing all that random stuff when you know that in spite of getting chance you will not do those things out of your laziness on a weekday.) I was completing one of the chores on my to-do list - going to the parlor and my Dadi (82 year old young lady) was taking a walk in the colony compound. 

I stumbled upon her & thought I should inform her that I will be visiting the parlor but before I could do that, she asked, “Are you going from the park side. Can you drop me mid-way? I can’t cross the roads.” We crossed the road and to my surprise I forgot about my appointment and went with her to the park. While walking and talking with her I actually realized that it had been so many years, I hadn’t even looked at her face clearly. With age, her hands were shaking even more. She could not see the roads clearly. She was having troubles when vehicle lights were flashed.

As we walked further she made a simple statement, "You can go now, you have office tomorrow na..." something that I did not feel like going even one inch away from her at that time. Deep down my heart was so satisfied (the same feeling which we get when we were kids, when we used to get to sleep on Dadi’s bed for bedtime stories). It was then that I realized how a person runs behind money, success and what not…

But end of the day, these things, small conversations, being a part of a larger family, is what people miss.
I could clearly see the sparkle in her eyes- the joy of being with someone. One of her loved one has given her a very precious thing - TIME.

On my way back home with Dadi, another happy memory, Dadi says “let’s go have some bhel poori" I was so startled. My granny is asking for bhel poori. Hehe…

2 beautiful memories, within mere hours, what else could I ask for… 

Love life in such a way that it has no option but to love you back...







Saturday, 24 August 2013

In my City… Dreams Shattered, Confidence Lost!



In my City… Dreams Shattered, Confidence Lost!

It was just as if yesterday, I still remember clearly... covering Priyanka Chopra's single launch... It was 12:30 in the night, I just missed the office drop... I thought rather than waiting for an hour more for the next drop, why not use the train... went to Dadar station all alone jumped onto the Thane train... ladies compartment was not that empty but got almost empty in Vikhroli... I was listening to music, lost in thoughts, it didn’t matter then but today I understand... How lucky I was!!!
India has developed at a rapid pace & this at times may lead to friction in man between working soundly or giving in to stress. Although, there may be multiple factors affect the mental stability, it usually is the women who suffer the most.  Frequent stories of hate crime, assaults, rape have uncovered a disturbing trend in our country.

It did not affect me much on what happened at Delhi, last December but now at Mumbai that too with a journalist has sent chills down my spine. It is just not scary it is devastating. I am angry, really angry! My city was considered to be a safe haven for women, able to express one-self freely - like the New Yorkers, but now - is it changing into a city that has a dark underbelly, something sinister that is evil!

I have had enough of panel discussions, political party accusations, news investigation teams, candle marches n black ribbons, I will not ask or expect anything from our judicial or security system, I will just ask a question to myself; am I alert? 

What could have been my reaction if the same thing would have happened to me?
Could I show some presence of mind?
Am I trained to defend myself should the need arise?
And answers to all these questions is NO. 
Am I vulnerable? UNFORTUNATELY YES
Can I change that? YES
Will I do it? YES

Not only me, but all you girls out there step up. Let’s create a self defense mechanism, something that gives us a chance to react until help arrives.

There are ways, we can defend ourselves; let’s explore some of them:

Mobile Communications - applications are available in various forms on different OS. Apps like Circle of 6, bSafe have functionalities that with the press of a single button/ combination pre-entered numbers will be notified that the user is in a situation, where she may require assistance. Some more advanced applications also provide an option for your loved ones to track your whereabouts in real time. But they have their limitations - typing a code, mobile network (bad in Mumbai!) & pray they do not snatch your phone at the first instant!

Pepper Spray + Hand Bag Combo - A small can worth 200/- can definitely stop others from harming you. Our hand bag (well, just live with it, we all carry it - usually laden with weight) - use it. A good swing on the molester’s face & he will see stars in the day. This with pepper spray - people will run away.

Better still, undergo basic training in martial arts, run to the nearest police station or shout at the top of your voice. Regularly use ‘Whats App’, when in darkened areas - people will think twice (human tendency)

If that is expensive - make your boyfriend/ your husband a punching bag. They should not mind when a loved one punches you, knowing that this training will help you be safe in moments like this.
So bad boys beware, boyfriends get punched & girls go ‘Hell Yeah’.
Let’s kick up a storm & show those bastards that we will not take this lightly, we will not sit back - we will be the difference!

-          An agitated Woman who still believe that the CHANGE will happen.

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

The paradigm shift ....




 "मुंबईकरों ने आज खिली धूप के साथ सोमवार की शुरुआत की... वजह है लगातार 3 दिन तक बरस रही बारिश के बाद मिली चैन की सांस... हम इस वक्त है दादर के हिंदमाता इलाके में, जहां पिछले तीन दिन से घुटने तक भरे पानी ने इस इलाके की आवाजही अस्तव्यस्त कर दी थी...लेकिन आज ना यहा पानी भरा है और ना ही हमेशा की तरह ट्रेफिक की समस्यांओं को मुंबईकरों को जुंझना पड रहा है..." 

I read this walk-through (a reporter gives information from the spot but it’s not LIVE) saved in my mobile dated 6th August 2012.  Exactly one year back to this day, life was completely different. How I enjoyed reporting at Worli Sea Face (high tides)/ Kurla Station (effects of rains on the local trains!) or outside Amitabh's bungalow (like seriously? Rains & Amitabh - the most stupid place to report from)

Today, I sit in my AC cubicle drafting this post. So different, yet so intoxicating 

A year back, never did it cross my conscious mind that I would be out of the media, in the corporate. NEVER

But sub-consciously my mind was somewhere else. And that is where I ultimately landed. The big wide world of Corporate Communications 

A world full of surprises; understanding MOU's, review meets, event coordination committee meeting, submitting closure reports (any one of my reporter friends who are reading this; closure matlab Jo kiya uska credit lena... ye jindgi me nahi kiya mene kabhi!!!). Oh and report on time and nothing without mail. 

Frankly; I don’t know which life is better. Media had its thrill, adventure, stories to tell. On the opposite end Corporates is a relatively safe and sound environment with luxury (here - personal life) given to you.

But after reading that walk-through in my phone today, I seriously felt, how I used to enjoy the rains with the sea spraying over my face! How I used to enjoy bhuttas on Juhu beach, how I used to cherish the moments with water falling on the car's window with my ears plugged to my favorite tunes... but alas! those days are over. 





Now life has got a whole new meaning. It’s not just about giving daily stories, it’s not just about LIVE madness but another level of professional fulfillment.   

 I am content ... Diplomacy is the new key...
 

Monday, 8 July 2013

Thoughts thoughts n thoughts...

Sometimes I think how come our tiny- little brain is so powerful to understand, calculate, distinguish, analyze and what not at the same time! It would have been really better if God gave keys to open each part, so that we could close the unnecessary window when ever we want to?


When I am in office, I should just think about work and nothing else and when I am home I should just think about my family. But most of the times that does not happen. We usually leave it open ended; then it could be our problems, it could be the situations or anything where we do not wish to be...

It would have been really great if I could close those sections which bother me the most. I could cherish those parts which make me happy, I could dedicate my mind-body-soul to just one person who is right there in front of me!!! But unfortunately this is a day dreaming and it cannot happen like this. We have to close the matters which we have started, however tough it is.

Brain functions in exactly the opposite way when we want to set it right. So my dear buddies, close it in your mind, that is the only option.

Have a great day....


Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Monsoons n Mumbai







Bandra-worli sea link, worli sea face, marine drive, Powai lake, Bandra reclamation ... these are some places where you will see Mumbai rejoice in rains and Then we get to see places like Andheri-Kurla Road, Sakinaka, Dadar flower market, Elphisten bridge, JVLR, L&T and you will realize once again this is the same Mumbai which looks disastrous when it pours.

The point is not about what you like and what you don't ? but its about the psyche of every Mumbaikar who smiles even in that traffic, listening to mushy romantic tracks on FM. We are cursed to stay in match boxes but when we get out of it we do not care in which part of the city we stay, we have started enjoying those traffic prone- to and fro- office rides. Nowadays, to (in Hindi) if I don't get stuck in traffic, I don't feel like I have spent the time with my city.

There are friends, family, relatives but there is this different relationship with this city as well and the travelling time is my time spent with my city. I like to be alone on this travel time, Don't like to take calls, to surf and to do whatever which people feel; should be done on the way.

Some one asked me the other day, "what is kept over here in Mumbai, go out some where...get life" Its definitely not about India n Deshbhakti and all but I am just in deeply love with this place which makes me feel like "ME" just truly deeply "Me". Messy yet serine... disastrous yet eternal... love you Mumbai...