Friday, April 2, 2010
Poor Customer Service
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Hussain's Pain India's Gain
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The Great Indian Laughter Challenge
Even as you thought that the race for the best comedy show was between Star and Sony, the real battle was brewing between Hindi and English news channels. The Aaj Taks and India TVs raced ahead and have become synonymous with wholesome humor. The English news channels were groping for direction though, which was definitively provided by one Mr. Rajdeep Sardesai, and ably carried forward by the likes of Arnab Goswami and Barkha Dutt. I have been followingthe latter two recently, and their shows are a blast. Their brand of humor is as different as chalk and cheese, but the effect is undeniable. Thanks to a fortunate coincidence of ad slots and the fact that the two channels are next to one another, I was treated to a non-stop hour of their performance last night, and my stomach still hurts.
Arnab is clearly after a world record. He wants to host a debate where no panelist gets a word in. In fact, he already has the record for not allowing any panelist to complete a single sentence. His acts have me rolling on the floor laughing. Be it his frustration at not getting a straight response or his repeated assertion that India tunes into his show for answers, he is a blast. And I thought he was the definite numero uno until I stumbled upon Barkha Dutt.
Barkha’s humor is more subtle and situational. She patiently lets her guests finish their sentences, and sincerely follows up with a question, which is inevitably the same as her first one, or in the case that it is not, then totally irrelevant to the topic at hand. The poor panelist falls into the trap of repeating his stance, which only encourages Barkha repeat her question one more time. After two or three such rounds, she is bored and moves on to repeat this game with the next panelist. When she is done playing with all the panelists, she returns to the first one and, of course, poses the exact question she had begun the show with. You could see some panelists visibly struggle to kill their sense of déjà vu.
News channels were last on the list of my TV-viewing preference list and God knows I have missed on some fun. It’s time to undo the damage.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Right, Wrong and Correct
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Google cant Foundem
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Emotional Accidents
A youth or a middle-aged person has responsibilities toward parents, spouse and children. Having lived much longer in the world, he is bound to have stronger emotional ties with people around him. The loss of such a life often leaves a humongous void within the family that is often impossible to fill. Sometimes, the family simply crumbles after such an incident. Whereas a 10-day old has hardly spent any time here and is free of any emotional connects. The damage is limited to the parents, and the immediate family to an extent. Every other factor - be it shattered dreams, parental love, loss of innocent life - applies to both cases. Logically, the magnitude of loss has to be much smaller compared to losing a 10-year old child and even smaller compared to losing 20-year child and so on (a bell curve, with the magnitude of loss falling after 50 or 60 I guess). I am not even talking about selling this logic to the young couple who lost their kid. With their expectations and dreams shattered, to them, it might as well be the end of the world. I am only questioning our reaction - people not directly impacted by such incidents.
So why does our emotion run high when infants and kids are robbed of their lives? Why do accidents involving school buses evoke an outrage, but a bus with a marriage party, albeit overloaded, that falls into a ravine doesnt evoke the same sense of shock? I can only conjecture that when we see helpless people hurt or killed, we react much more strongly because we see the situation as completely unfair. When the people involved are grown up adults, we assume they have some control of the situation regardless of how helpless they actually might be. Subconsciously, we patronize the weak and detest the strong.
Say a truck has run over an animal on the highway. Will we feel more sorry if it was a cat than if it were a tiger? I'd say yes.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tax, Votes and TOI
Friday, February 19, 2010
Civilization, non-violence and maoism
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Competing on Quality..or the lack thereof
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Measurement and Importance
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Shah Rukh, Chidambaram, Tendulkar
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Penny wise, pound foolish
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
The Ground Reality
Monday, February 1, 2010
FootInMouthitis
Friday, January 29, 2010
Ingenuity and Discretion
Friday, January 22, 2010
Welcome to Pro Sports
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Good and luck
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Waiting for Rann...
Monday, January 11, 2010
Deve Gowda's rant
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
3 Idiots and FPS
Friday, January 1, 2010
Three Idiots and Rocket Singh
Rajkumar Hirani has carved a niche out of making light and entertaining movies with a social message. 3 idiots entertains – mostly – and has a message on our education system. But I found it too long with the second half meandering without purpose. The twist was of no consequence, the webcam-assisted medical scene totally irrelevant and the depiction of middle-class poverty puerile. They killed what might otherwise have become a classic along the lines of M’bhais. Since Aamir has a history of interfering with directors, I don’t know if he or Hirani was the culprit. In any case, the acting is first-rate, the comedy is funny, and the narrative is mostly engaging. Worth the movie ticket, but no more.
As much as 3 idiots is ruling the box office, there was another recent movie with a similar message. In Rocket Singh, the protagonist is unable to cope with the ways of the corporate world and decides to follow his heart, which expectedly is against the unsaid rules of the game. There was hardly a dull moment, and except for the poignant if over-the-top climax scene, every other line or shot brought a smile to my face. Its biggest achievement, in my view, is that the humor never looked cheap, this despite one of the main characters being a porn-addict! And “cheap” is what some of the gags in 3 idiots seemed to me. But at the box-office, where it matters, 3 idiots hit the bulls-eye (although RS did reasonably well in overseas markets).
Whereas Rocket Singh portrayed the grim reality of life, 3I invokes the supernatural power of “all iss well” to calm your nerves during bad times, continuing on the lines of jaadu ki jhappi and Gandhigiri. I liked Lage Raho for perfectly walking the tightrope of keeping things light but spreading a message, but 3I overextends to one side or the other. Some of the comedy – the ragging scene to demonstrate the conductive properties of salt water, patient on scooter – is purely to elicit laughs with no relevance to the story line whereas when its message time, you can safely switch off your mind for a few minutes. I guess this is to an extent a reflection of our reluctance to be frank. We like our messages sugarcoated – if the message is lost, there’s at least the sugar. It is probably this optimism that is well captured in the WSJ article, Indian Standard Time Warp.