Friday, August 28, 2009

Bibi, Begum aur Patni

Well, I've had a mammoth film viweing day of three classic hindi films depicting the social life of Indians in three different periods.

1. Sahib Bibi aur Ghulam (1962)
2. Shatranj ke Khiladi (1977)
3. Katha (1983)

Although Sahib Bibi and Shatranj were set in a time older than their year of release, I found certain similarities and observations on the role of men and women in Indian society in all three of them.

Sahib Bibi aur Ghulam: Meena Kumari's character is of a woman who is married to a rich landlord of Calcutta (pre-independence) who is given to heavy drinking and womanising at the kotha. But she is not like the other women in the house who quietly ignore these antics of their husbands and as according to her sister-in-law even support it as a 'manly' activity. She wants to spend time with her husband, or what else does she have to do the entire day! Her Husband is like a God, and she must serve him at all times, so much that she will drink liquor and sing for him (blasphemy in those days). I really liked her performance, it was powerful and conveyed the dichotomy of her situation very well. The song, "na jao sayian" is haunting with her drunk presence and Alvi's camera movements. But why does she have a deep devotion for her husband who clearly does not care for her? Was it a survival technique for women in those days who could not be economically or socially liberated? Or was it in some sense a powerful effort on her part to claim her husband back to where he belonged?
But there is only a slight retribution for her at the end, as her husband lies bedridden and she drunk....an ironic role reversal.
Waheedas's character on the other hand is of a woman who is also taking charge of her life, even though it is within archaic child marriage rules.

Shatranj ke Khiladi: Shabana Azmi is Sanjeev Kumar's wife who has clearly lost interest in her to his chess board. Here too, Azmi's character tries to connive Kumar's character into spending time with her. She is desperate and even sexually deprived. But the man here is not interested in being physical. On the other hand, Jaffrey's wife (a robust Fareeda Jalal) is cheating on him with his nephew and clearly expressing her sexuality. I found these to be brilliant characterisations.

Katha: Deepti Naval's character is easily attracted to the "bad-boy" Farooque Sheikh. While on the other hand Naseeruddin is never able to express his love for her till the last moment nor does Deepti's character guage his emotions. But what struck me was when Farooque's character asks her if she is 'modern and liberated'. As soon as she admits she is (hesitatingly), he finds it easy to canoodle and get her into bed. But even after facing humiliation from him, Naseer's character accepts her in the end as who she is.

All in all......I'm trying to place how women are portrayed in Indian Cinema through the ages. Why is a woman portrayed to be begging for a man's affection? And yet, they are infinitely free and powerful. It says something about our patriachal society, which has been, and still is going strong, if not directly but subtly.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009



Little Thinker and Miss Curious, Kaza

Saturday, August 15, 2009


Wade in the water, Children

Sunday, August 09, 2009





Mother and Child
Ki Monastery, Kaza

I saw women
carrying their children
on their backs
as they ploughed and walked,
I looked at one and saw the other
as they were one

Monday, July 20, 2009


Mordor Rock

Let's talk about Led Zeppelin! Led Zep were inspired by Tolkein's Lord of the Rings, and there was a discreet sprinkling of LOTR all over their lyrics in some songs. As a fan of both, I thought I'd share some of these lyrics which combine the best rock arrangements, vocals of Robert Plant and guitar by Jimmy Page.


"The band's individualistic style draws from many sources and transcends any one genre. Their rock-infused interpretation of the blues and folk genres also incorporated rockabilly, reggae, soul, funk, classical, Celtic, Indian, Arabic, pop, Latin and country." - Wikipedia


I wish I could have gone for one concert of their's in the 70's and seen them perform like Gods!



Misty Mountain Hop

If you go down in the streets today,
baby, you better, you better open your eyes. WOAH WOAH YEAH
Folk down there really don't care, really don't care, don't care , really don't,
which, way the pressure lies,
so I've decided what I'm gonna do now.


So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains
where the spirits go now, over the hills where the spirits fly.
I really don't know.


'Misty Mountains' signify the Shire in LOTR


Over the hills and far away

Many have I loved, and many times been bitten,
Many times I've gazed along the open road.
Many times I've lied and many times I've listened,
many times I've wondered how much there is to know.

Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.
Mellow is the mind who knows what he's been missin',
many many men can't see the open road.
Many is a word that only leaves you guessin',
Guessin' 'bout a thing you really ought to know.
You really ought to know.
I really ought to know.


The 'pocketful of gold' mentioned here signifies the Ring


Ramble On

Mines a tale that cant be told,
My freedom I hold dear;
How years ago in days of old
When magic filled the air,
Twas in the darkest depths of mordor
I met a girl so fair,
But gollum, and the evil one crept up
And slipped away with her.
Her, her....yea.
Aint nothing I can do, no.

'Gollum', 'Mordor'...etc etc.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Customer Complaint

So, I wrote a customer complaint to a major footwear chain - Woodland. This is the first time I gave feedback to a company whose products I consume. And it turned out to be a hilarious exercise! There was no feeback book available at the store and I wondered if I should email them. And then my friend Sushmit inspired me, by calling the company’s lapse as "Sexist Capitalism!"
Here is what transpired:-

from Harmanpreet Kaur <harmankaur.82@gmail.com>
tocare@woodlandworldwide.com
ccsales@woodlandworldwide.net
date Sun, Jul 12, 2009 at 12:35 AM
subject Customer Complaint

Hi,
As a resident of New Delhi, India and a regular shopper at the Woodland stores, I'd like to complain regarding the availability of trekking shoes in the women's range. Why are trekking shoes for women unavailable in India? Doesn't the company manufacture them? Or are they just not stocked or sold in India?
As a woman who frequently likes to be outdoors, I would really appreciate if Woodland launched a few interesting designs for women in the trekking range. Woodland has such a wide variety for men's trekking shoes. Does the company feel that women in this country do not like the rugged outdoors like their male counterparts?
The designs that are available in the shoes range, are not made for the purpose of trekking. Women only buy them to keep their feet warm in the winter season. They are quite boring actually.
There is a market for a whole lot of women in this country who have started to travel and explore. It would be profitable if you would cater to their demand. There is also no other brand in this nation that caters to the demand of outdoor shoes like Woodland does. If a woman wanted to go a trek in the mountains, she would not buy sports shoes from Nike/Reebok/Adidas. She would buy them from your store, BUT you do not manufacture it for her! It's a clear gender bias.
As a customer of Woodland since it launched in the early 90's, I remember purchasing the women's trek shoe (olive and brown) with leather laces when I was a teenager! Please resume that style or launch new ones!
Rgds

Harmanpreet Kaur

from Harkirat Singh <harkiratsingh@woodlandworldwide.com>
toHarmanpreet Kaur <harmankaur.82@gmail.com>, pksharma@woodlandworldwide.net
mailto:ccchamanlal64@hotmail.com
date Mon, Jul 13, 2009 at 12:39 PM
subject Re: Customer Complaint

Dear Ms.Kaur,
We will certainly look into the issue and develop certain models for trekking and outdoors for women.Pls let us know your foot size and we will try to arrange something for you sooner.Thanks for your valuable comments.

Regards,
Harkirat Singh.

from Harmanpreet Kaur <harmankaur.82@gmail.com>
to Harkirat Singh <harkiratsingh@woodlandworldwide.com>
ccpksharma@woodlandworldwide.net,chamanlal64@hotmail.com
date Mon, Jul 13, 2009 at 1:58 PM
subject Re: Customer Complaint

Thanks for your response! My foot size is 5.
Rgds

Now, I still don’t believe I wrote this, but I did – my emotional agitation was deep, and I was feeling sarcastically comical.
Ha! And I’ve just realized that my friend Anjali in Aberdeen shares similar grievances!! She read my email complaint and tells me that she too has been unable to locate good trekking shoes under various brands online! In her words, "I found funny baby blues and shiny pinks and NOTHING AT ALL SUITABLE."

The situation of women’s trekking shoes is abysmal in this world! I demand the same shoes that women wear on Nat Geo/Globe Trekker.
But, I do feel like an empowered consumer. And as my friend suggests, I hope I’m in for a free pair of boots here.

Saturday, July 04, 2009

The Importance of being Idle - Part 2

Idleness can be rewarding. Idleness can drive me crazy. It can clear my mind. It can jumble it more than ever.
I hurt my foot (a deep cut at the base) which had to kept bandaged and upright for almost more than a week. And I spent my time slobbing away to nothingness.

I read, cooked, watched a whole lot of television, films and wimbledon matches. I sat out watching the rain and staying blank. I sat staring up into the sky thinking a thousand things from apocalyptic conditions and futility of human life to the immense beauty of this universe, power of all the art created by us, why we indulge in art at all, and whether we are a lonely species.

I also pondered over different ways to cook potatoes. I tried making them with butter and garlic. It turned out to be a rather heavy affair.

I just saw a documentary on BBC World on Madeline Murray today. She'd founded and headed the American Atheist Association. Whether one agrees with her views or not, I realise this - that there are, were and will continue to be deviants in society. I heart this dynamism. Also another documentary on HBO, U.S vs John Lennon, was revelatory when it came to the same observation. Also the media was fascinated by them, not because they understood what they were saying, and what it held for society, but because they both spoke brilliantly and attracted eyeballs. Both Murray and Lennon were murdered by people with a past criminal or psychiatric record.

I wonder that if one remains idle for a sufficiently long time, if it will drive him/her to insanity? But then people go insane working in harsh environments. Sometimes people go insane with boredom of working in a safe montonous environment. Sometimes insanity seems sane.

So, I conclude that I'd like to be idle in Paris, or Roma, or Seychelles, or Spiti!!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Within You Without You
Writer: George Harrison
Album: Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band (1967)

We were talking - about the space between us all
And the people -who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth -then it's far too late -when they pass away.

We were talking-about the love we all could share - when we find it
To try our best to hold it there - with our love
With our love - we could save the world - if they only knew.
Try to realize it's all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small,
And life flows ON within you and without you.

We were talking-about the love that's gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul - They don't know-they can't see-are you one of them?When you've seen beyond yourself - then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there - And the time will come when you see we're all one,
and life flows on within you and without you.


This is one of my favourite songs of The Beatles. The lyrics are transcending, and the song never fails to lift me to ascension every time! And then I wish I could shmoke one up for them fellas!!

Thursday, June 11, 2009


Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry

Song: Cry baby cry by The Beatles
Year: 1968
Album: The White album



Can you picture what will be
so limitless and free

Lost in a roman wilderness of pain
All the children are insane.....
waiting for the summer rain.

-Jim Morrison

Tuesday, June 09, 2009


by Cat Stevens

Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by 
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there 
Just lift your head, and let your feelings out instead 
And don't be shy, just let your feeling roll on by 
On by 

You know love is better than a song 
Love is where all of us belong 
So don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by 
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there 
You're there 

Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by 
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there 
Just lift your head, and let your feelings out instead 
And don't be shy, just let your feeling roll on by 
On by, on by, on by, on by.....

Wednesday, June 03, 2009


Love
by John Lennon

Love is real , real is love
Love is feeling , feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved

Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and me

Love is knowing we can be
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needed to be loved

Monday, June 01, 2009


Jack Kerouac


“What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?”

“No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength.”

“Write in recollection and amazement for yourself”

“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.”

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Class Act


I saw two films today that I'd like to write about. The first is Entre Les Murs or The Class, the french film that won at the Cannes last year. I had read so much about it, and heard so much, that it was a real treat watching it finally!

Education. Students. Teachers. The system. We like to stick it to the man starting from a young age. It was very interesting to see both sides of the system in close interaction here and to realise that sometimes students are liable to question their teacher's authority and not, how teachers exercise so much patience with young minds and lose it with them as well. I tried to look at those students and spot myself as a character there. I tried to cast back to my schooldays to find out if I was rebellious or understanding of authority. None actually. I just wanted to learn, ignore teachers that I didn't understand, and go with the flow. Maybe children have evolved. Or was I passive?


The second film, is the 2003 Canadian documentary, The Corporation. I liked it a lot, loved it....it has extensive research and we get to hear a good balance of either sides, the owners of big corporations in the U.S and thinkers/activists who consider them to be new-age psychopaths. Which makes me link my observations of Entre Les Murs with The Corporation - "The system's got too much control". There is a part of the documentary that films a public discussion in a small town of America that is opposing the entry of corporation chains to set-up base in their town. I was struck when a woman says, "So, we'll figure it out what we can do apart from jobs in this sector. We are creative people."
Narrator: "Some of the best creative minds are employed to assure our faith in the corporate world view. They seduce us with beguiling illusions. Designed to divert our minds and manufacture our consent."


So are we passive?

Friday, May 29, 2009

Sigh

Sigh Sigh Sigh Sigh Sigh Sigh
Sigh Sigh  Sigh  Sigh  Sigh  Sigh
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Sigh
SighSigh  Sigh    Sigh   Sigh    Sigh   Sigh
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SighSigh  Sigh
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sigh...no pattern to this sigh-ness

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

song for summer
by harry

this heat plays on me
plays on my heartstrings
summer summer
a month of love
summer summer
a month of pain
rain come and wash
away all the stains


Call me the Breeze
J J Cale


They call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
Well now, they call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me
Well, there ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me
And I ain't hidin' from nobody, nobody's hidin' from me

Well I got that green light, baby, I got to keep movin' on
Well I got that green light, baby, I got to keep movin' on
Well, I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, I don't know



Thanks to my friend, Anand in Pune for sharing this song with me! 

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! 

- Bob Marley

[Picture Courtesy: Flickr.com]

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Turn! Turn! Turn!
The Byrds

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to mend, a time to sow
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Love, Love is a verb....

Yesterday, I commuted through the underpass at South-Ex in New Delhi in an auto. That underpass is choc-full of graffiti. Lovers Graffiti. 

I found it so amusing. Is this graffiti vandalism or a celebration of love/a relationship? I have always found it funny the way, hearts are scratched on tree trunks, bare walls or arches and alcoves in historical monuments. Even disgusted. 

But now, I am looking at it as a certain kind of expression. Maybe you won't consider it art, but it is certainly one or two persons dire need to tell the world about themselves...and their relationship status! Heart-broken, single and yearning, lost in love....statuses long before facebook came on.....

Whatever their reasons....it's encouraging to see some public spaces vandalised.