Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Posters Everywhere

I was in a hurry to reach the office. Since I was already late, I hired an auto (Unfortunately at that moment my brain didn't hint me - trains are faster than autos in Chennai traffic). All along the way, I noticed many posters of varying dimensions, some banners, cut-outs etc. marking the birthday celebrations of a famous politician. They all had the same template.

•The picture of the politician with good poses (smiling / greeting people / helping the poor / thinking / signing documents) predominantly filled the core segment.
•On the top right corner - one can find the image of ex-politician, probably the one who founded the party.
•At the bottom, you can see images of many faces in a row - the photographs nicely bordered with a circle (mostly). The last row was not really visible even from a decent distance.

As I was traveling, my mind was trying to figure out the intention of the "last row" gang. I’m sure they must be the ones who set these things up on the road-side.

Is this a tactic to impress the big shot, and are these posters with their picture at the feet of the politician a normal practice in the process of getting noticed by the big shot? Naah! If I can’t view the "last row" from a decent distance, the probability of the big shot traveling along the road, with all tight security gang around, noticing the same is zero.

The life of a banner being only a day or two, is it just to set some rusted minds like mine into an analyzing mode? Nope. I don’t think they gain anything out of this and being politicians, I’m sure they would not do anything without gain!
Hmm still analyzing (Only during breaks!)...

Monday, February 23, 2009

Smile

I feel more happier for “Smile Pinky” than for “Slum dog Millionaire” for the simple reason - It enabled the eight-year-old to be accepted by her society.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

The Impact

My cousin had visited the beach very recently and wanted to get something nice for the troublesome little monster at home(my nephew). The result - a little hockey stick and a ball wrapped in a nice cover. My nephew was delighted to see this one in the morning and like all new toys getting a warm welcome at first, this hockey stick became his favourite in a day's time. He carried this stick with him everywhere, when he brushed, when be bathed, when he ate and when he got ready for the school. But he never played with it! It is always nice to observe his activities. I asked him - "Dear, when are you going to play with this, you have been carrying this everywhere? " He replied, - "Chitti, we need to dig a hole in our garden so that we can play and Im just waiting for it"

The impact of TV. Theres more of golf now than hockey.

:-)

Friday, February 13, 2009

The Gift of Education

We all have it. I was travelling by auto to CDC. I saw many private schools on the way. I was just wondering what it takes to get a kid enrolled into a renowned school in Chennai….. Some schools register students belonging to particular community only, while some others insist both parents should hold atleast one UG degree. Sounded strange to me. Inequality begins at school! I said to myself - gone are the days when schools were started to provide first generation education to the needy and to serve the society.
I was also questioning myself what triggered these thoughts at the sight of the schools. (Not that I have a kid and looking for a seat in a school!). Then I understood - an email sent by my friend about a website. The subject read something like this -
“If you are interested in providing the gift of education to a deserving, needy kid, do visit this link - http://www.worldvision.in/?Select_A_Child”
“Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.” ~ Read this one somewhere !

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