From the time this name started making the headlines (since 1992), this man never ceases to amaze me.
Even though his father was a bollywood producer, he chose to appear for IPS. Today, in an organization known only for corruption and encounter killings, he one of the most respected officers. His sincerity and his commitment makes him stand apart from the crowd. Especially, during the November Mumbai attacks, he was the one who held fort in the Mumbai Police Control Room and controlled and marshalled a war-like situation.
I was reading his interview (continued here and here) and then I had a chance to see this video. My admiration for him continued to grow and I started imagining how intense would he be at work.
Then I got to see this scene (start from abt 5.10). K.K. Menon plays Rakesh Maria in this movie and this scene where he just silences the terrorist is so hard-hitting. The red light in the background make the sequence very impactful.
Hats off to the director Anurag Kashyap, actor KK Menon and obviously, Rakesh Maria.
CHECK THIS OUT!!!
Take a look at this video. A spectator catches a flyball at a Phillies game. This is equivalent to a spectator catching a sixer hit in cricket. The only difference is that in baseball, the spectator can keep the ball for self. Usually, these serve as a souvenior for life and one can make a decent amount of money by auctioning it on ebay and the likes.
http://sports.yahoo.com/video/player/feat/MLB_Highlights/15594603
The dad catches the flyball at a Phillies game. He has his few moments of fame. Then his daughter asks for the ball. Daddy gives it to the daughter and without a moment's haste, she tosses the ball back where hundreds of fans wait to collect the souvenior.
However sweet and funny this is, I am really surprised at the father's reaction. There is absolutely no frown on his face. Not even an ounce of sadness or anger. His smile never vanishes, even for a fraction of a second. Infact, as soon as the kid realizes that she has done something wrong, he immediately hugs her so sweetly.
This reminded me of all my mistakes I have done as a kid (and mind you, I have hundreds of them) and have missed the rod.
Thanks mom and dad!!! You are the best!!!
SAFE or INSIGNIFICANT?
Yesterday evening, my local football team got trounced and shredded to bits. It was a horrible game and a gutless performance. It does not give a good vibe for the rest of the season. As soon as the game started going south, I went off and slept.
Today began with Indian cricket team taking on Sri Lanka in the final of a stupid Compaq cup. The game was laced with a brilliant century by Sachin and then a gutsy performance by Bhajji to bring the trophy India's way. Until the 8th SL wicket went down, it was anyone's game. I was excited to say the least. As soon as the 8th wicket fell (the 9th fell, next ball), the game was in India's hands. I was so happy after India won the game that I was cheerful for the rest of the day.
Then, in the evening, saw unknown Del Potro take on the might of Roger Federer and deliver a performance which can be termed as the tennis upset of the year. A player whom I love, respect and adore lost against someone who no-one knew before this tournament. As soon as the game was over, I got to make dinner so that I am done in time for the Patriots season opener.
This pats game turned out to be a total humdinger. Even until the last play (3 seconds), any team could have won. It was such a humdinger that I was actually shouting and wifey's doubt about my craziness were gaining more and more conviction with every passing second. As soon as the game was over, I was very very happy. Felt good enough to work for a couple of hours into the midnight.
Which brings me to the thought -- are we armchair fans in the best position? Nothing to lose, everything to celebrate. If the team we support wins, we get the bragging rights. We get every right to gloat about. But on any occasion when the team loses, we can blame the bunch of overpaid fatsos and conviniently slide away from the wrath.
Do we, the armchair fans, have nothing to lose and everything to gain? Are we safe?
FUNNY?
Wifey and I were seeing the desi version of "I am a celeb... " meets "Survivor" in "Iss Jungle se...". In the first few episodes, it was seen that the so-called celebs were penalized for not speaking in Hindi on the show. Have seen similar attempts on "Bigg Boss" as well.
Fair enough, they want to reach a wider audience (read non-English speaking) and improve the TRP by forcing the cast to speak in Hindi.
But then, a few days after the "penalize" episode, the cast continued talking in English without giving a damn abt the fines. So, the producer of the show added subtitles to aid the intended wider audience. Again, very fair. TRP at any cost.
But the hilarious part is, these subtitles were in English!!! Whats the point in adding subtitles in English when the audience can not even understand english. I am yet to meet someone who can read a language but can not understand it.
On similar lines, here is one such funny blog -- http://jaiarjun.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-out-of-three-aint-bad.html
Wifey and I were seeing the desi version of "I am a celeb... " meets "Survivor" in "Iss Jungle se...". In the first few episodes, it was seen that the so-called celebs were penalized for not speaking in Hindi on the show. Have seen similar attempts on "Bigg Boss" as well.
Fair enough, they want to reach a wider audience (read non-English speaking) and improve the TRP by forcing the cast to speak in Hindi.
But then, a few days after the "penalize" episode, the cast continued talking in English without giving a damn abt the fines. So, the producer of the show added subtitles to aid the intended wider audience. Again, very fair. TRP at any cost.
But the hilarious part is, these subtitles were in English!!! Whats the point in adding subtitles in English when the audience can not even understand english. I am yet to meet someone who can read a language but can not understand it.
On similar lines, here is one such funny blog -- http://jaiarjun.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-out-of-three-aint-bad.html
YOU SAID IT!!!
Wifey has been obsessed with reality cookery shows and realty shows for some time now.
The former genre has chefs doing exactly what aspiring singers do in the umpteen singing talent hunt shows in India. Come from all corners of the country (or even abroad), give a taste (literally) of their skills and get eliminated 1-by-1 every episode until there is 1 winner who earns a minor bounty and slips into oblivion. These chefs make cookery as complicated as rocket science and the judges (barring a few really good ones) are no better than Anu Malik giving singing lessons to aspiring singers.
The second genre has home buyers checking out 3 prospective homes before finalizing the purchase of one of the three. This one is relatively less monotonous because, once in a while, the buyers shun all the 3 prospects and improve their chances of getting casted in another episode.
These shows are not that boring to watch once in a while, but for someone who has ABSOLUTELY no plans to get into real estate soon and for someone whom food is something that is good to the palate, these shows can be a real torture. Especially, while watching a good movie or a live game, it can be killing if the channels keep swapping every 2 minutes.
So, I finally gathered courage and asked. And for my 3 readers, this is a crash course in "How to crush a conversation in 2 easy steps for Dummies" --
Me -- Dont you get bored seeing the same shows every time you sit in front of the TV?
She -- Its like seeing your football / baseball / cricket games every time you put on the TV.
Me -- Yes, but thats different. Its a new game every time.
She -- Well, so is this.
If, anyone knows how to defend this case, I will nominate you for the best orator in this world.
ARISTOCRACY or DEMOCRAZY?
I had earlier posted a blog on similar lines. I would like to mark this post as part 2 of that blog.
YSR died in a chopper wreck and even before his body is brought back to Hyderabad, there are lobbyists clamouring to nominate his 36 yr old son to be the next CM. This fellow is just 100 days in politics, yes just 100. He stood for parliamentary elections earlier this year and was elected from his home town. Prior to that, he had absolutely no experience in politics. Whatever he is today (politician, newspaper baron etc) is purely due to the blessings of his father. Yet, why is there such a big hoopla to get him to the post of the CM? Just because he is YSR's son.
And this is the norm, this is the rule. And this rule has no exception. Go to any political party today and only the sons and daughters are getting promoted. Descent is the sole qualification.
Here are umpteen more cases -- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_families_of_India
Every instance above is from a different part or different state. Irrespective of the state / political affiliation / generation, the next generation inherits the chair.
Same about Bollywood. Only star sons / star daughters get good opportunities. Else, how can anyone justify the presence of Tushar Kapoor in this industry.
The most important part is, we the people, are allowing this to happen. For decades, this is happening and we the people just accept it. We are supposedly the "power" bearers and we give the power in someone's hands just because they are their father's son/daughter. Just like earlier days -- when the princes used to take the throne once the father dies or abdicates the throne, by default. Only thing left for the "praja" to do was yell "Maharaja ki jai ho !!!"
So, the real Q is -- are we still in Aristocratic mode? When will democrazy go away and real democracy arrive.
I had earlier posted a blog on similar lines. I would like to mark this post as part 2 of that blog.
YSR died in a chopper wreck and even before his body is brought back to Hyderabad, there are lobbyists clamouring to nominate his 36 yr old son to be the next CM. This fellow is just 100 days in politics, yes just 100. He stood for parliamentary elections earlier this year and was elected from his home town. Prior to that, he had absolutely no experience in politics. Whatever he is today (politician, newspaper baron etc) is purely due to the blessings of his father. Yet, why is there such a big hoopla to get him to the post of the CM? Just because he is YSR's son.
And this is the norm, this is the rule. And this rule has no exception. Go to any political party today and only the sons and daughters are getting promoted. Descent is the sole qualification.
Here are umpteen more cases -- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_families_of_India
Every instance above is from a different part or different state. Irrespective of the state / political affiliation / generation, the next generation inherits the chair.
Same about Bollywood. Only star sons / star daughters get good opportunities. Else, how can anyone justify the presence of Tushar Kapoor in this industry.
The most important part is, we the people, are allowing this to happen. For decades, this is happening and we the people just accept it. We are supposedly the "power" bearers and we give the power in someone's hands just because they are their father's son/daughter. Just like earlier days -- when the princes used to take the throne once the father dies or abdicates the throne, by default. Only thing left for the "praja" to do was yell "Maharaja ki jai ho !!!"
So, the real Q is -- are we still in Aristocratic mode? When will democrazy go away and real democracy arrive.
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