Mar
09

That one defining song…

Yesterday at the Mirchi Rocks Live concert of Sunidhi Chauhan and Shankar Ehsan Loy,  I heard Raman Mahadevan sing Tanhayee. Raman is a very good singer and this song from Taare Zameen Par is proof enough but  he was not able to capture the brilliance that Sonu Nigam had depicted in his rendition of Tanhayee.   I have also heard many singers attempt this song in  reality shows and I’m absolutely convinced that this song was made only for Sonu. He must have been in a god-level zone when he recorded it for Dil Chahta Hain. The pain in his voice cuts right through your heart – listen to it and you will know what I’m talking about.

 

 

I tried to think which is that one defining song for other favourite singers of mine from the current lot – that one song which no other singer can attempt or sing the way the original singer did.

Here are my picks – what would be yours?

Shaan

What a soothing voice and so many of his numbers tread on the light-hearted , romantic genre. And this one although still romantic has a lovely classical bent to it. To me it is by far his best song (Forgive the choreographer for the picturization – he/she has ruined what could have been a splendid song visually to go with the brilliant composition)

 

KK: 

Many will disagree with me on this one I guess. Tadap Tadap was KK’s big breakthrough, and Pal his identity but to me this lovely underrated number from Om Shanti Om really stands out as his number – his voice captures the awe, the hesitation and the love that Om feels for Shanti. Hitting the right low notes, the perfect high pitch, the smooth transitions – it is one of the most beautiful romantic numbers I’ve heard.

 

Shankar Mahadevan 

Breathless gave him his identity and every time I listen to his rendition of Maa I have a tear in my eye but for me the song that defines Shankar is Yenna Solla Pogirai – because if you listen to him and watch Ajith perform – I can guarantee you will fall in love with both the men!

 

 

Maybe in the next post I’ll attempt my picks from my favourite female singers –and I can already sense that it will be a tough one!

Jan
19

Eka Lagnachi Dusri Goshta

ELDG-arch1I rarely identify with serials and film romances – they are great to watch but they don’t often translate into real life especially if you are as practical as I’ve been in life. Don’t get me wrong – I fell in love and got married that too quite early – a shock that my family and friends have never been able to overcome till this day.

In June last year I chanced upon this Marathi Serial “Eka Lagnachi Dusri Goshta” – thanks to my mumma and MIL pestering me to watch it. I cannot watch daily soaps or serials – my job does not give me the luxury to follow serials regularly at a particular time. I tend to catch up with my favourites on the weekend at one go and I prefer that.

I finally caved in to my mumma’s and MIL’s wishes and went hunting on youtube to catch this serial from the start and I did not realise when I fell in love with it – more importantly how much I fell in love with all the characters.

Middle-class Marathi families, one of them a joint family. The girl – independent , rebellious yet loving and respectful to her elders, only child of a single parent. The guy – the most loved by his family and especially his mum. He is loving, caring, respectful – always giving his family importance over his wishes. The parents and relatives of both central characters – the chirpy, mischievous grand mom, the younger siblings, the funny uncles, the inquisitive aunts – it felt like they picked bits from my life and put it in there.

Have you ever had a deja-vu in your life? I did, umpteen times when I watched this serial – especially the interactions between Ghana and Radha. Their silly obsessions, their stupid fights, their endless arguments and their expressions of love.  I was a bit shocked as to how the dialogues seemed to be verbatim copy of the conversations between MDH and me when we fell in love and of our married life that followed (of course my love story has got no relation to the plot of the serial);  no wonder my mother and MIL insisted that I watch the serial.

Mukta Barve is one of my favourite Marathi actresses and no one I know could’ve have portrayed the simple, lovely, strong and later confused Radha so beautifully as she did.  I was not a huge Swapnil Joshi fan but his performance as the innocent, sensitive, emotional Ghanashyam a.k.a Ghana in this serial stole my heart.  Ila Bhate as Radha’s MIL was an exact replica of my MIL – in everything – looks wise and nature-wise; I could not stop smiling watching scenes that involved her and her son. The rest of the cast is also stellar with some fine names like Vinay Apte, Sukanya Kulkarni, Mohan Joshi, Vivek Lagu, Spruha Joshi, Umesh Kamat, Girish Joshi, Asawari Joshi.

The serial was directed by Satish Rajwade – one of the finest directors in the Marathi fraternity today – his earlier works include the famous TV serials Asambhav, Agnihotra, and the film Mumbai Pune Mumbai.

I’ve been meaning to write about this serial for a long time now but never got around to do it. The reason I’m posting about it today is that Zee Marathi is doing a “cinematic version” of this serial for its fans tomorrow at 7:00 p.m. IST. If you don’t have the patience to play catch up with 190 episodes of this serial I suggest you don’t miss out on tomorrow’s telecast.

There are no large mansions, no jazzy cars, no heavily decked daughters in laws, no wicked plots, no vamps, and no unnecessary villains and definitely no over the top acting. It is about our lives portrayed to perfection. It is about love and friendship and relationships. Relationships that matter, relationships that bind us together, relationships that are important in this world and we seem to lose track of them. In a world where joint families are a disappearing phenomenon, it shows how we can still continue to have them without the fights and nasty bickering.

It is just a simple tale told about simple folks – like you and me. I can’t thank Satish Rajwade and his team enough for bringing our lives to the small screen and changing my opinion – Eka Lagnachi Dusri Goshta made me believe that screen romances do translate to real life and vice versa!

Go watch this serial tomorrow and let me know what you think of it. Until then let me leave you with this lovely track composed by Nilesh Mohrir “Tujhya Vina” from the serial

Dec
29

Melody Overflow

I was wondering if 2012 has been one of the better years for Bollywood music in recent times. The 21st century has been witness to some excellent numbers – new voices, new music directors, experiments with fusion music, mixing genres, all sorts of stuff. As I was going through my playlist since 2000 – I felt this year indeed had some classic melodious numbers of different genres and albums with good variety.

In the last 12 years, every year had its stand out one or two movie albums. I thought 2009 was a fantastic year in terms of the albums released – Delhi 6, Dev D, Wake Up Sid, 3 Idiots, Kaminey, Love Aaj Kal, and the odd song or two from Rocket Singh (Pankho Ko),  Kurbaan(Shukran Allah) , Raaz 2 (Soniyo),and New York ( Tune Jo na Kaha)

As 2012 comes to an end I can’t help but think that this year probably matched  2009 in terms of the variety on offer and the new voices as well as music directors that trumped the charts. This despite the fact that the most awaited album that had the winning A R Rahman-Gulzar partnership was one of the worst to come out this year.

The entire albums of Ek Main aur Ek Tu, Ishaqzaade, Barfi, Cocktail (crap movie but good songs), Kahaani, English Vinglish and Talaash. I never got hooked onto the Gangs of Wasseypur phenomenon but guess it would be injustice to not mention the album and the only female music director Sneha Khanvilkar who created her own cult of followers.

The odd song or two from Ferrari Ki Sawari ( Maara Rebecause every time this song plays only Sachin’s image comes to mind), Agent Vinod ( Raabta – 4 versions of it and all equally delightful), the underrated song from London, Paris, New York (Voh Dekhne Main ) ,  the sensitive song Paani Da from Vicky Donor which took Ayushman to top of the popularity charts and the two lovely numbers to come out of Aamir Khan’s show Satyameva Jayete ( O Ri Chiraiya and Ghar Yaad Ata Hain Mujhe)

Amit Trivedi definitely stood out among all music directors without a doubt! 5 albums this year and 3 hits!

Among the male singers I’d pick Arijit Singh as my absolute favourite singer this year! 4 soothing, romantic, tender, passionate numbers – Raabta from Agent Vinod, Yaariyan from Cocktail, Saawli Si Raat Ho and my favourite of the lot – Phir Le Aaya Dil. He made the song his own – as painful, as stirring as Rekha’s rendition but yet having a different identity. In a year where he had his biggest hits – he seemed to have matured into a fantastic singer with this number.

Not able to pick my favourite female singer at all this year – not even venturing there. Who would you pick?

Shreya dazzled in Jhallah Wallah – she stepped out of her comfort zone so beautifully singing this rustic, sensuous , mujrah number that I’ve listened to it a million times and am still not able to get over her voice. And those 4 lines at the end of the Ishaqzaade title track – that bit where you realise how gifted she is and makes you want to take a bow.

Shalmali for that recklessly fallen-in-love rendition of Pareshaan in Ishaqzaade – don’t lie to me – all that you wanted to do when you first heard the song was to run to the rooftops and sing your heart out! Not to forget her other hit – the delightful Daaru Desi from Cocktail.

Rekha Bhardwaj for that soulful , heart wrenching Phir Le Aaya Dil – a song about love lost, a song about wanting that love back.

Shilpa Rao – For Aahatein cause it got me all teary-eyed every time I listened to it and Gustakh Dil –  because her voice haunts you – the agony of love, the dilemma that comes along with it and her calm, deep, unconventional voice that echoes in your head long after the song is over.

Sona Mohaptra – For that touching rendition of Ghar Yaad Ata Hain Mujhe and showing further sparks of brilliance in that classical-modern fusion song Jiya Lage Na from Talaash.

Sunidhi Chauhan – How can she miss out ? Yaariyan from Cocktail and then the endearing Navrai Majhi from English Vinglish which had a fine mix of voices – of the old granny, of the American accented Hindi gal, of Swananand Kirkire  and yet Sunidhi shone. Her diction of the Marathi words in the song was flawless and she made that song her own!

My pick of the year – actually all the albums and songs mentioned because they played endlessly in a loop on my iPod this year. Anyways I’m now going to be a bit biased and pick one – it was heartening to see Amit Trivedi and Swananda Kirkire produce a classic Marathi number in Hindi. The beats, the tune, the sounds, the dholkis, the words, the classic rhythm of most Marathi folk songs – perfect picture perfect! It is going to be the most loved wedding song for years to come. It was the one that I danced to the most while listening to it. I simply can’t wait for my cousins to get married soon; so that I can deck up and dance my heart out even more, just like Sridevi and the Deshpandes and their multi-cultural gang did! Bring on all the dhol-tasha, sanai !

Nov
29

Vacations to India…

I’ve concluded that even if I take a year long sabbatical from work and come on a vacation to India it will never be enough to meet up with all my friends and family members.

We took a 24 day vacation to Mumbai this year – I can’t remember that last time both MDH and I’ve been to Mumbai for more than 2 weeks.  We had not been for Diwali in 6 years since we moved to Dubai so this time it was great being with close ones back home. Parents complained we never spend enough time with them so we took them on a nice week long trip to Rajasthan. Now our cousins and aunts-uncles are complaining that they have met me only once. Old school and college friends whom I promised to catch up with – I could not thanks to unexpected events turning up which consumed the time I was to spend meeting them.

I thought I took enough time off so that I would not hear complaints from my folks that I give cricket importance by watching a match instead of meeting people – I was proved wrong again! India losing another test at Wankhede did not help my cause as most cursed me for not only wasting 3 whole days but also money watching a bunch of losers who have no spine. I’ve realised it’s so easy for my family and friends to curse and vent their frustration about India losing on me – especially mum – she seems to derive some sadistic pleasure of seeing me go to a match and witness India lose.  Then she can lecture me on how my priorities are all goofed up.

I apologize from my heart to all my friends and family whom I could not meet up this time – I mean it sincerely – I don’t know how I mess up my planner and time management on vacations when I’m so fantastic at it when it comes to my work :(

India vacations – is a serious challenge and I need to master it sooner than later else I’m going to lead a life of severe guilt!

 

Sep
18

Rant!

It really pisses me off when some of my friends/colleagues who are mums give me “gyaan” on how I have all the time in the world to pursue my hobbies – reading, writing, cricket, dancing, cooking along with my busy work schedules just because I don’t have kids. (I need to introduce them to some of my other friends/family – who are managing their careers, hobbies and kids to perfection.)

Here is a thought to all you moms who behave like they are the most busiest people on this earth – don’t blame the kid cause you can’t manage your time or prioritize.

You chose to have a kid – not an excuse for a lifetime – get over it!

Sep
15

Relive the feeling of Love with Barfi!

Here is the test: Your best friend or your one true love makes you stand in front of the lamp-post, he cuts the lamp-post and he knows how far it will fall down, but he won’t tell you and you are there standing with him seeing the lamp-post fall down towards you – what would be your first reaction?

Normal folks – that’s what most of us are who are born with all their senses working great and have no disability – physical or mental of any kind. We the ones who can think rationally and consider ourselves superior to the disabled – our first reaction would be to save ourselves from the falling lamp-post.  That’s the rational thing to do – but Jhilmil the autistic girl does not leave Barfi’s (who is deaf and dumb) side – she is the only one who passes his test. Neither his best friend of years and nor his first love Shruti stand beside him, not trusting his judgement of where the the lamp-post will fall . That scene summed up the entire movie for me – love is all about trust and belief.

Barfi as a movie is by far the best I’ve seen this year (Kahaani and Ferrari ki Sawari my other favourites, and yes I’m not a  Gangs of Wasseypur fan ) – it narrates a simple tale of love lost and love won. That there is no love if there is no trust. Barfi born deaf and dumb and brought up by his dad is loved by all in the small town of Darjeeling. The town inspector is perpetually chasing him for the pranks he keeps playing unknowingly or knowingly. Shruti – the lovely doe-eyed rich girl moves into the town with her parents one fine day and Barfi falls in love with her at the first sight. Shruti is engaged but still starts falling for Barfi’s innocent charm – who wouldn’t? When her mother comes to know about her feelings, like any mother would , she advises her daughter about the perils of the relationship – Barfi is not only handicapped but also very poor. Shruti moves on and gets married but never finds love again. She then meets Barfi again in Kolkata after 6 years but this time he is with Jhilmil – his autistic childhood friend and seeing them both together Shruti realises what true love is all about. How Barfi gets together with Jhilmil, how he loses her, and how Shruti helps in him getting back with Jhilmil is what the rest of the movie is about.

There is no great story in the movie – it’s fairly straightforward but the best story-tellers can make the simplest of stories enthralling and you must give Anurag Basu credit where due. He takes us through the lovely locales of Darjeeling, the mini trains, the greenery, the Kolkatta of 70s and you fall in love for the first time.

Then we are introduced to Shruti – Illena gives a stellar performance in her first Hindi film. Her eyes (despite the highly irritating fake eyelashes) do all the acting – she expresses so beautifully through them that you do not feel the need for any dialogue from her end when she is communicating with Barfi. Her dilemma and confusion is heartfelt and not even once do we feel that her love for Barfi is out of sympathy for his disability. I don’t know if you agree but I found an uncanny resemblance between Illena and  Manisha Koirala of the 90s when she had made her debut – in movies like Saudagar and 1942 a Love Story – Illena’s innocent face and more importantly her eyes make her the perfect fit for playing Shruti.

I’m no Priyanka fan – if people are going to head to the theatres expecting that she has pulled off what Sridevi did in Sadma, please be prepared to be disappointed.  Of the 3 leading actors, Priyanka was always going to be the weakest link and she did not disappoint me on that aspect. Her portrayal of the autistic girl was a tad overboard, but I’m not complaining as she did well within her limited acting capabilities. In fact in couple of scenes she did manage to hold fort – especially the one where she gets Barfi back and stands in front of him not letting Illena come close to them or the last scene where she pats Illena assuring her that all will be well.

The supporting cast – especially Saurabh Shukla in the role of the inspector, Barfi’s best friend, father, and Roopa Ganguly as Shruti’s mom do a good job. Some might feel the movie drags in some places but the scenes have been shot so aesthetically and the characters speak less and emote more that I really did not care if it slacked a bit in pace.

But Barfi is really about Ranbir – it rides on his shoulders and he sails through with great aplomb. He pays a fine tribute to Charlie Chaplin in many moments in the movie and makes you smile and cry at the same time. He excels in each and every scene – be it comedy or tragic. When he first proposes Illena, when he learns that she is his engaged and goes back to asking her to be just friends, his every attempt to steal a glance of her, his constant pranks on the inspector, his attempts to get the 7000 Rs to pay for his father’s surgery be it the kidnapping or the bank robbery, his reaction to his first kiss, his realisation of why he will never be fit to be Shruti’s husband – that scene where he outrages – the only time that the ever hopeful guy feels he is hopeless is par excellence – Raj Kapoor would’ve been very very proud of his grandson. His attempts to entertain Jhilmil , taking care of her, and eventually falling in love with her and going to all lengths to find her. Ranbir as Barfi epitomises love in every sense of the word – his innocence is so endearing that you wonder why on earth would any girl not want to be with this guy despite his disabilities. The beauty of Barfi’s character is that his disability is incidental to the film and not the core plot of the theme – the movie is about love – falling in love, losing it, and winning it back.

Pritam has given a fantastic score that helps the movie move ahead – when I first heard the songs 3 weeks back only one song kept playing in a loop on my iPod

I did not give the rest a listen but after seeing the movie yesterday the entire album is playing in a loop on the iPod especially two numbers:

Sawaali Si Raat where Ranbir entertaining Jhilmil, helping her get over her fears & getting back her faith along with  Arijit’s rendition soothes your heart like no other song can.

I rarely rarely cry in my real life so forget crying at movies but Barfi had me misty eyed throughout. I literally broke down during the scene when Barfi gets Illena home and introduces her to Jhilmil. You can feel Illena’s heartbreak and Barfi’s joy when Arijit’s version of Phir Le Aaya Dil plays in the background. If you loved and chose to lose it and then saw him/her move on when you realised you wanted them back; you will identify with Illena. If you loved and lost and then found the one true love you have been waiting for; you would identify with Ranbir’s joy. I did not take to Arijit’s version of this song earlier but after seeing the scene in the movie it is playing in my head and on the ipod in an infinite loop!

I can hardly recollect any dialogue from the film but I can recollect so many scenes that touched my heart. The characters talk to us – through their face and through their eyes. You feel their pain and you live their joy.

Barfi is just so pure – yes in every aspect the film overflows with simplicity and purity and that is so rare to find these days in Bollywood films.

If you have experienced love – go relive it again with Barfi, if you have not fallen in love go watch Barfi to know how beautiful and painful it can be !

Aug
22

Say what mumma?

Mumma and I – perfectly matched. We have serious trouble expressing our feelings to people who are dear to us.

On this post wherein I wrote about our women in Olympics and how their success should inspire a change in our country w.r.t women – my Mumma sent me this reply:

“Our country needs women like you to come back to India”

It’s not about how great her daughter is or can be. Unlike most parents who live in the illusion that their kid is the best gift to mankind, my mother never had such illusions about her only child. She knows her daughter’s limitations very well. I’m an average woman – no special talent or not in any position to reform the country.

That line is simply about telling me how much she misses me and wants me to be back soon for good.  As I just told you – we both have serious trouble saying the simplest words out loud; but I absolutely love my Mumma for her reactions – they are so different than what most other moms would have!

Aug
12

Let’s Applaud…

I had never followed the Olympics as a kid – I saw no reason to. Whom do we cheer? What do we cheer? My sports viewing started with cricket in 1991 and then I finally caught onto the Olympics fever in 1992 with the Barcelona Olympics. I was in awe of the athletes on display there. There was nothing to cheer for my country though!

In 1996 – Already a teenager, I had no clue how it felt to see your country win a medal at the Olympics. Dear Leander for being the first one to give me that joy and pride, you will always be special. Grand Slam and Davis Cup wins you gave us plenty – but that medal which broke a 16-year old drought, for us – the 80s kids will be a moment to cherish for the rest of our lives.

In 2008 – Married and settled, all grown up, I had never heard the Indian National Anthem play at the Olympics stage. For letting us experience that joy in 2008 Beijing Olympics – Abhinav Bindra you will always remain special no matter what.

In 2012 – 6 medals! Goosebumps, and what’s more I saw most of them live on TV. I envy the kids today who witnessed this fine moment in India’s Olympics history. I was so overwhelmed with the performance in the last 2 weeks that I cried today as the curtains fell over the 2012 London Olympics.

I cheered every athlete, learnt a whole lot of new games, read up on the unknown stars and made a promise that I’ll follow their journey not just at this Olympics but until the next one in Rio.

I hope these wins bring about some change among our sports administrators – where we ensure that upcoming athletes do not face the hurdles that these winners have been through. We must encourage our next generation to take up sports as careers and we must work hard at giving them the best training, infrastructure and coaches. They must learn to compete at the highest levels.

We won 6 medals from a contingent of 81 but in most sports we fought well – made it past the qualifying rounds in most events and had finalists in quite a few.

To the medal winners who did us proud  – A huge standing ovation:

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Gagan Narang: Shooting, Bronze Medal, our first medal this Olympics.

Vijay Kumar: Shooting, Silver Medal – Most unexpected and managed to watch it live on TV

Saina Nehwal: Badminton, Bronze Medal – Most hopes pinned on this young girl and she did not let us down

Mary Kom: Boxing, Bronze Medal. Medal or not she remains an idol for many to follow. Respect, respect, respect.

Yogeshwar Dutt: Wrestling, Bronze Medal. Won it with a swollen eye – this medal is the one that gave me the most joy.

Sushil Kumar: Wrestling, Silver Medal . The first Indian to bring home 2 medals from the Olympics. What a way to wrap up the event for India.

A huge applause to these fine fighters:

Krishna Poonia – 7th in Discus Throw. Only the 6th Indian to qualify for the finals in a track and field event

Vikas Gowda – 8th in Discus Throw. The 7th Indian to qualify for the finals in a track and PhotoGrid_1344798514400field event

Irfan Thodi – 10th Place in  the 20Km walk. Read his story here.

Joydeep Karmakar – 4th place in shooting. Missed the bronze by 1.9 points

P Kashyap – Badminton. Quarter-finals  – First Indian Male player to reach so far in Olympics. Gave the #1 ranked Lee a real fight

Jwala Gutta/Ashwini Ponappa – Badminton Doubles, Landed a tough draw, lost first match and came back strong to win their 2 matches against stronger opponents.

Devendro Laishram – Boxing, Quarterfinals. Aptly named Chota Tyson – the 20 year old is a serious medal hope in  the next Olympics to come.

Luka Tintu – Athletics. 800m Semi-finals

A few disappointments in boxing, archery, hockey, shooting – but we will take them with a pinch of salt.

They won and performed despite the system. We applaud them and the efforts of their family, coaches and training staff. We applaud those officials who did lend support to them. We applaud initiatives such as the Olympic Gold Quest and Mittal Champions Trust who came together to fund these medallists to achieve their goals.

Today we applaud, we cheer out loud – cynicism can wait for a day right?

Today we the 80s kids want to experience the joy that we never got in our childhood – of seeing India win so many medals at the Olympics.

Today we celebrate, smile, laugh, dance our hearts out, shout at the top of our voice, rejoice, and feel proud! Feel very very proud!

 

P.S: Wondering how we can contribute to help our athletes and their cause? Want to see more medal in the future Olympics – believe in them and their potential? Here is what I’m going to do and I suggest we all do our small bit – Go Power your Champion at the Olympic Gold Quest.

Aug
06

Mary, Saina, Krishna, You and I…

Mary Kom – Boxing. In contention for Gold,Silver or Bronze Medal at Olympics 2012. 5 times World Champion.

29, Mother of twin boys, Coached by her husband – her mentor, her guide the man behind the woman. She never forgot the support her father-in-law gave her in pursuing her career post her marriage. She convinced her father that she wanted to be a boxer and he vowed he would do whatever it needed to support her aspirations , if need be even sacrifice himself. With their support and belief – she overcame it all – poverty, hunger, discrimination, death threats – and turned their dreams into a reality.

Saina Nehwal – Badminton. Bronze Medallist Olympics 2012. World No 4. 5 Super Series Titles

22, Daughter of  a Scientist. Both parents were former national champions in Haryana and influenced her foray into badminton. Ably supported by her father who could not hide his pride when his daughter won the bronze medal at the 2012 Olympics last Saturday. Years of hard work had gone into her win. He a middle class man – spent half of his income on training his 8 year old daughter , waking up in the morning, taking her to the stadium 20 Kms away from their home at 6.00 a.m every single day. With little or practically no help from the sports authorities of the state or India – Saina’s father gave up all he had to see his daughter shine at the highest level and make her country proud. Coached by one of India’s finest badminton stars Pulela Gopichand – Saina continues to shine.

Krishna Poonia – Athletics. 7th in the Discus Throw Finals. Olympics 2012

35, mother of a 8 year old son, first woman to win a Gold in Track & Field Events at the CommonWealth Games 2010. Only the 6th Indian to qualify for the finals in a track and field event at the Olympics. Refused assistance of INR 1lakh by the Rajasthan Government for training abroad – funded the training out of her own pocket. Her husband , Virender Singh also a former athlete – her biggest support who inspired her to pursue her sports career even after marriage. She hails from a small village Agroha, Haryana . Lost her mother early, managed studies, training and household work and milked buffaloes. Her father supported her in her endeavours and today watches on proudly as his daughter goes on to represent her country at the biggest stage.

Their triumphs are not just the triumphs of feminism or womanhood – their triumphs are triumphs of unity. Their triumphs I hope will inspire an entire generation of women – but more importantly I hope their stories fall on the ears of the men folk of their country, my country – India.

Behind their success is the success of their fathers, husbands, fathers-in-law, coaches – men who supported and backed these women to achieve their moment in the sun.

In India, very few women are blessed with supportive males in their families be it a father, brother or husband. Every woman -– however successful, however educated, however famous – has at some point in her life sacrificed a little for her man , willingly or unwillingly –with  no questions asked. If she is lucky, she has been appreciated. I see this inequality everyday – at work, amongst my friends & family , amongst the educated, amongst the orthodox,amongst the rich and the poor, always in the news on television and in the papers. Every single day!

And then I read the stories of Mary Kom, Saina, and Krishna and I hope they will bring a change in my country.

Their tales teach us what you the man and me the woman can achieve together, what a father-daughter, coach-student, husband-wife, mother-son, mother-father can achieve together. Together – you and I – the guy and the gal we are not different, we are the same, you are not better, I’m not lesser – you and I we are equal, you respect me and I respect you, you believe in me and I prove your faith , you give me the push and I run faster, you help me sail and then I soar – you have to be my shield when I take my sword to fight my battles.

I can fight alone, this country – this society expects me to fight my battles alone, always has, always will, to forever prove my worth & fight for my rights across generations. You are given everything you need without a question asked because you are the man – me the woman, I’m questioned all the time. I have to always put you ahead of me. That has to change.

I’ve changed, I’m changing but you need to step up – you need to catch up – you need to be beside me – then we will truly win. You and I can’t work in isolation – you and I can’t be at loggerheads, you and I can’t be fighting with each other – you cannot see a victory in my loss, you cannot be strong by crushing me.

You and I need to be with each other, to work together, you have to take pride in my achievements , you have to help me find my way to success, you have to ease my battles – You and I need to be together to make those miracles a reality in our country – our India.

Jul
27

I’m watching the Olympics–What about you?

Olympics – the grandest competition of all isn’t it? A platform where India has hardly seen any success. We grew up reading stories of Dhyanchand and the hockey team in our history text – books – the team that went unbeaten for 30 matches – 8 golds and then nothing. Paes got a medal in Atlanta 1996, then Karnam Malleswari in Sydney 2000, then Rajyavardhan Rathore in Athens 2004 and then we won 3 in the last Beijing Olympics. Vijendra Singh and Sushil Kumar won us the bronze medals while the first individual Olympic Gold Medal that Abhinav Bindra won.

But this time around the buzz is different  – there are expectations like every year but this year it seems that the results may match our expectations.

Wiki contributors have done a great job putting together the details about the Indian contingent in the London 2012 Olympics.

There are amazing stories behind some of these names – the struggle, the inspiration, the determination.

The young Deepika Kumari – World #1 at 18 years of age – aspirant for an Olympic gold – her story is a real inspiration for youngsters today.

Saina Nehwal , Jwala Gutta and Ashwini Ponappa who carry the medal expectations in Singles and Doubles in Women’s Badminton

The resurgent Indian Hockey Team after a fine show at the the Qualifiers – hoping they put up a good show at the games. Captain Bharat Chetri and his teammates Sardar Singh, Sandeep Singh, SV Sunil and Sreejesh Ravindran share their stories here.

The fine wrestler  Sushil Kumar  and our flag bearer at the opening ceremony

The shooting hopes Abhinav Bindra, Ranjan Sodhi, Gagan Narang & Heena Sidhu

Vijendra Singh, Manoj Kumar leading the boxing medal hopes.

K Ravi Kumar and Sonia Chanu capable of springing a surprise in the weightlifting event

And finally the indomitable , 5 time world Champion Mary Kom as women’s boxing makes its debut at the Olympics this year. Read about this inspirational woman here and feel very proud, very very proud to have her represent your nation and fight for the highest honour.

I hardly follow any of these sports regularly – so I’m going to take time out and read about the athletes representing my nation a little more. Make an effort to track their achievements in between Olympics as well.

As for now the promise has been made to follow India’s journey this Olympics – there will be heartbreaks and there will be some smiles but there will be no stopping me from cheering this team out loud. You should join in too.

GO INDIA!

A fine gem from Shanatanu Moitra and Swanand Kirkire to cheer the Olympic Hopefuls

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