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

'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...

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...