M F Hussain

May 20, 2010 at 10:13 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Have been wanting to organize my thoughts on MF Hussain for sometime now – the issue is fairly complex – How can you draw a line on artistic integrity? Then again, can your “artistic integrity” cause anguish to millions of hindus across the world? Is your artistic integrity somehow superior to x’s religious integrity?
1. If you have painted and put something on a public domain, expect some people to actively dislike it. You have undertaken what you must have known is a very very controversial experiment on public figures. Saraswati / Mother India do not belong only to you – they belong to millions of others people. I do not care if you paint abstract nudes / nudes of some models / nudes out of your fucking head. You cannot take the liberty of painting Saraswati in the nude. This has very serious connotations in Hindu culture.
Just because India is a secular country, you cannot do anything and everything with her public figures. For that matter, I do not see you having painted Pakistan as a nude woman or a nude Fathima or a nude figure related to any other fucking religion. I am not terribly religious, but when I hear someone say you are anti-Hindu, I cannot rustle up much of a defense.
2. “Religious Intolerance”. This takes the cake. He is unable to stay in India because of religious intolerance, and so he goes to… Qatar. This is what really tipped the scales, in my opinion. You fucking creep. If you are so high on principles, why did you not go to a country that really does religious tolerance? He goes to a place where you cannot openly practice a faith other than the one mandated by the state, where you cannot even carry pictures of other gods / goddesses, where you can be deported at a moment’s notice…
India is one of the most secular countries in the world. We have had a muslim President, a muslim cricket captain, our top actors are muslims, muslim musicians- madrassas all over the bloody place, mosques, concessions for Haj travel… fucker, after all this, you call this country intolerant? Its a crying shame, that’s what it is. We do not even have an official religion!
Its unfortunate that your insensitivity is equated to religious intolerance.


Hot and Cold

April 30, 2010 at 11:33 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

A woman who my mother knows
Came in and took off all her clothes.

Said I, not being very old,
‘By golly gosh, you must be cold!’

‘No, no!’ she cried. ‘Indeed I’m not!
I’m feeling devilishly hot!’

– Roald Dahl


April 30, 2010 at 11:11 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

“Amma I love you amma”

“I Love you too, Baby”

“You did not say thank you! I said I love you, you have to say thank you!”


Om Shanti Om is enjoyable because it laughs at old hindi moves from the inside – it laughs with them, rather than at them

Ranbir Kapoor, at the time of the release of Wake Up, Sid! was quoted saying that was his toughest role ever.

Yes, the toughest of all the FOUR roles he had done until then


Thank the lord I live in India

April 15, 2010 at 5:01 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment


I am not really a proponent of abortion – I would not have one, even if, for instance, faced with an unplanned pregnancy. But I am also a great believer in the live and let live maxim. Or the maxim of do not do unto other what you would like done to you. Or more straight forward, do not live others’ lives for them.

There are a lot of reasons why there should NOT be a cap on abortions. The first one – what kind of a life could a mother who wanted to abort her foetus give if forced to carry the child to term? I had earlier blogged about a child being discovered in plastic bag, on a railway station in Bombay. Tell me this is better than having aborted the child at 3 months or five months.

Second, ofcourse, is the fact that a critical scan – the ‘Anomaly Scan’ which detects fetal anomalies is typically carried out at 20 weeks. A woman who finds an anomaly in her fetus would be forced to carry the baby to term? This is ridiculous.

I would like to decide what is best for my baby, my family and MYSELF. I had a termination once because of a severe anomaly that was detected in the child. The pain is indescribable. But its nothing comparied to what I would have gone through had I been forced to carry the child to term and then watch it die.

Most abortion opponents seem to forget that the fetus is not the only part of the equation – the fetus is as important as everyone else in the family. And that includes the parents, and most critical – other children in the family. Had I been forced to carry the child, I would have disrupted my daughter’s life completely for years. Why did she do to deserve that?

May the blessing of the holy be upon you…

August 25, 2009 at 10:33 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Chit-chatting with Appa and Koushik, and suddenly, the evangelical stunts of instant healing came up. I have never watched the Benny Hinn show; Consequently, I was under the impression that the “abracadabrqa-you-are-healed” stunts happened only in the movies. I mean, who actually falls for that s***??! This age of enlightment and all.

Apparently, some people do. Koushik mentioned the aforesaid Benny Hinn show. Appa, as always, had a more personal anecdote. He was laughing about a colleage of his, who used to hold prayer meetings. seemingly lifeless folks would turn up, strategically seaed on the front line. Our hero would wave his arms around, a la Gandalf, invoke the blessing of the Christ and presto! The almost comatose is running, jumping. “I can walk! I can run!”, he says, his excitement palpable.
“The irony”, continued appa, “Was that the hero himself had a stroke and was bedridden for over two years, before he died. His resemblance then, to one of his “patients” was quite remarkable. I guess we have to give him credit for his realistic stage directions”.

Couldnt help laughing for some ten minutes.

A sense of entitlement

August 17, 2009 at 5:00 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments

So unjustified.
Its laughable how out of touch with reality you can get as a film “star”. SRK is charming actor, and thats the best I can say about him. How he suddenly became a global figure (Priyanka Chopra has called him that, I am reliably informed) is beyond my limited powers of comprehension. Neither can I understand this obsession with racial profiling. Now, there are two specific aspects to be considered here –
1. Computer / System / Rule driven profiling – the one used at airports, which checks against negative list databases, plucks out folks for profiling / questioning
Nothing you can do about this, boss. If you have a family history of diabetes, for instance, you are typically advised to check your blood sugar every year or so. I dont see anyone complaining about that! Similarly, if you belong to a community that has a dispropotionately large percentage of gun toting f****, you are more likely to be checked out. Annoying, yes. But cannot be helped. The only way you can make things better for yourself is to expend the energy to change the profile of your demograpic group or to improve the profile of that group. Cant do that? Shut up and stop whining.

2. Judgement driven profiling – A police officer frisks you when you are boarding the tube, for instance. This is admittedly a little offensive – because the guy has made a judgement call, depending upon his impression of the way you look, or his opinion on your demographic profile, which may or may not be in alignment with reality. Its this probable misalignment with reality that irks, because you dont know if you have been made to go through the indignity of the test for any valid reason at all. Again, nothing you can do, unless you take the trouble of presenting a true picture, so to speak, to the rest of the world.

At the end of the day, however, if the person at the other side is polite, just shut the f*** up anyway. Security is never too expensive today. And have some empathy for a person sitting at the other side. If they do their jobs diligently, they deserve a pat on their back, and not attitude.

Rock On!

April 28, 2009 at 9:44 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Watched the move while at krishna’s place in delhi – the good and the bad of it:

The Good:
1. Its different
2. Its contemporary
3. Great Music!
4. Farhan Akhtar
5. Shahana Goswami

The Bad:
1. Maudlin – what the hell is wrong with an investment banker earning enough to affort aplace right out of “Interiors Exteriors”, and that in Bombay?
2. Flimsy – A band waiting for a music deal – splits up simply because their “creative” energies were not given enough justice?? How many bands actually get to dictate exactly what they will be putting out in their debut albums??
3. Prachi Desai- eugh! I can see Kyon Ki… written all over her!

Overall, liked it, but the movie certainly did not live up to its expectations

Kiss the… ahem… tummy

October 28, 2008 at 7:54 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

7:30 in the morning is when sanj is wheedled awake by me. And one of my favourite methods is the Kiss the Tummy method.

Aish, mock-serious : I see a sleeping tummy… I am going to kiss that tummy…

Sanj (Suddenly awake, but pretending to be asleep): No… No… No!

Aish: Please, please, only once

Sanj: No, no no

Aish: Please, Only ONCE

Sanj: ONLY one

Aish: Kissing Sanj, thank you, thank you

That little exchange pretty much puts the day on a nice track, esp when sanj says, “Amma, stay with me, dont go to office”. Sanj is (and has always been) very matter-of-fact about my working. She rarely cries when I leave for office (Though she never lets me go out alone to any other place). and even the “Dont go to office” is extremely rare, and is delivered in such happy tone that one doesnt get melancholic about it.

Jeez, shes only three and I am already worried about her growing old!

Sanj’s Bday

October 22, 2008 at 11:30 am | Posted in anniversary, Sanjana | Leave a comment

Sanjana turned 3 on the ninth – and we had a PARTY! the following sunday. Sudeep can rest happy – I ordered a “DORA THE EXPLORER” Cake. deciding on the cake was problem, actually. I kept thinking Sanj would kill me with questions on whether DORA would be hurt, how can I cut her and so on and so forth. So I got these ballons, streamers (crisscrossing the ceiling), A candle which said “3”. Good fun, in all. The kids got Jam & Kissan Pichkoo Smiley bread slices (Copyright Aishwariya V), the parents, pizzas. I actually made some 20 glassses of lemonade. I wouldnt serve Sanjana Fanta, would I? So why would others? Turns out, others would. Plus ofcourse, Sanj’s eternal favorites – Cheeselings. Sanj had great fun. 

Kodak Moments:

Sanj wants to play with one of her guests –

I – Sanj, call him and ask him to play with you

Sanj – Anna, please play with me (“Anna” is 5+)

Anna – Says nothing – the shy types

Sanj – Amma, I keep asking anna, Anna no play with me

Photos to come.

Baby’s day out

September 5, 2008 at 11:12 am | Posted in Sanjana | Leave a comment

Sanj and I went to Spencer’s last saturday – and had such an amazing time! I had quite forgotten how much fun escalators are, when you are young. The escalators were Sanjana’s favourite memory of Spencers. Strange, though, that a three year old could manage perfectly well on an escalator, but wouldnt get onto some really nice merry-go-round type thingies. Sanj refuses to climb onto those cars or trains or whatever – She’s much too scared of them most of the time. Reminds me of a study that found children do not actually like clowns (I am really not surprised – I don’t find them much fun, myself). Its the adults who imagine children do.

We also got our portrait “drawn” at the automated studio in landmark – that was great fun! Plus there was a visit to the antique shop – the one that i have been eyeing for more than 5 years now, and havent entered even once – really cool stuff! Typical bric-a-brac- very charming brass binoculars in leather cases, scale models of old ships, clocks, gramaphone players, vases – very very interesting.

I am still trying to figure out what makes me enjoy these outings with Sanj so much- its not just the fact that I love her, and want her to learn. I think a bit of her enthusiasm to learn is infectious. I keep taking her to places I think she will find interesting, so the fact that she has a great time is also an incentive. She is pleasant, stimulating company.

I come back home – sanj falls asleep on the way- and once she wakes up, ask her – “What did you do today?”

“I got onto the crocolide, and the lady said it wouldnt work” (Merry-go-round)

“Anything else?”

“Hmmm…. no, nothing”.

Well, there goes…

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