Friday, 31 July 2009

Blog Contest - Five Dollar Friday

If you visit my blog regularly you may have noticed that in the recent past I have gone through a plenty many layout changes on my blog. And for this purpose I have scrounge all over the Internet, for countless hours for that which 'is just right' for my blog. I can probably write a masters in blog-making after all what I had been through. But, I won't, cause somebody has already done a wonderful job at that with a blog called - A Blog That Is Just Right by Tututina!

And believe me it is just right and just what you need if you think your blog needs a makeover. Here you will find all sorts information you need on making beautiful blogs, collated and presented by it's author Tina. It's a one stop spot for blog essentials and accessories (Plus they great give aways, too!)

So, this week they have introduced what they call 'The Blog Fairy' and 'Five Dollar Friday'. I'll be trying my luck at the 'Five Dollar Friday'. You can too, here is a little info on how to enter:

Anyone can enter the contest. But you must follow the giveaway guidelines in order to qualify:
1. Blog about the Five Dollar Fridays Giveaway (Like I just did!)
2. Select from the given buttons (small or large) or the animated banner and post it on your blog/webpage (Check mine on the sidebar, its cute!)
3. Leave a comment telling them you've blogged about the giveaway. You MUST include in your comment your blog/webpage URL and your paypal email.

For more details, visit them here. (You won't regret!)

Tuesday, 28 July 2009

Bollywood Aaj Kal (Part 1)

Below is a part of a teaser campaign for our website launch. We call it Bollywood Aaj-Kal:

Check this space for more!!

Sunday, 26 July 2009

Baby 17

'Oh My! She turns 17 today' It suddenly hit me, that my baby sister was not a baby anymore. In fact she hasn't been one for some time now. But she has always felt so little to me; we have, after all, a good six years between us.

I was upset the first time I heard I had a baby sister. I wanted a brother and an older one at that. To my mum’s horror, I even suggested we exchange her with one of the other babies from the baby room. But, the first time I laid my eyes on her, I knew there was no one else I wanted more - a real live doll!

Since her arrival, my other stuffed playmates lay ignored in a corner till she grew old enough to play with them. But for me she was the ultimate birth day gift. I played with her; I trained her to do things for me, I even taught her how to back answer, which I now regret. As a little girl, I would take her along with me everywhere and show her off to people. I never let anyone near her, except my parents of course.

I may not have taught her to walk, but I taught her to climb stairs. I may not have taught her to talk, but I taught her to retort. I may not have taught her to sing, but I taught her, her first song. And I am so proud of her.

(This is my favourite picture of her! Since it's in a frame I couldn't scan it, hence the glare.)

She is talented beyond the average talent Joe. She is an amazing artist. You should see some of her stuff. She is amazing. She is a super at the guitar. She used to be really good at table tennis till she quit it about a few years ago, and so much more.

She never says no to anything you ask of her, never complains about hand-me-downs, never swears and is not like other teenagers her age. She is so much more responsible and yet never pretends beyond her age. I love that about her. She is a complete package, our bundle of joy.

We share secret, we share clothes, we share gossip, and we share fights. But, more than anything else, she has always been my best friend.

Her 17th might not seem like a big deal to my parents, cause I guess the first child normally takes the novelty out of things. But to me it's a supremo, just like my baby sister!

Happy Birth day, sweetie!

Love you.

Friday, 24 July 2009

An air of arrogance

I recently published a post on my other blog about the now forgotten tragedy that was the Bhopal Gas Leak of 1984 called 'White Man's Burden'. And a white man’s burden it truly is.

For those of you who don't know it a subject very close to my heart. I have been reading about the unfortunate disaster for endless years, but was only recently intrigued following an article by Tehelka (5 April 2008). I have since then gone back and done some research on that subject, out of aeonian curiosity.

While the Indian government and the government of Madhya Pradesh refuse to even admit that there is a major health threat, as a result of the aftermath to the catastrophe, let alone take responsibility for their own citizens, Union carbide, the company responsible for the leak, goes one step further and claims the episode to be a case of sabotage!

Now I am not saying it's not possible but let’s consider the facts;
Why would Union Carbide along with their CEO - Warren Anderson flee their country of business overnight if they were so convinced of a sabotage, unless they knew very well of the monster they unleashed with their very own hands. Of course, on their website they state that they were 'urged' by the Indian government to leave the country? If so, then now when the same Indian government is asked him to come back for further trials, why din’t he? Why are they pouting extradition laws?

Their first assertion was towards a fictitious Sikh terrorist group and then to a worker as the saboteur who deliberately caused the disaster. They even employed a consultancy firm Arthur D Little to fabricate a technical report along these lines. If they have known the ‘saboteur’ all along, why haven't they done anything about it since? Their answer to this is that they feel 'it would serve no useful purpose'. Now, I am sure the survivors and the later victims will beg to differ on that. Surely, a bouffant company as theirs isn’t afraid of the 'pressures by the Indian government.'

For the sake of argument, let us consider that it was sabotage. Even in that case doesn't it falls upon Union Carbide as a duty to try and repair the damage caused "unintentionally" through and by their profit making organisation. Is it so difficult for a billion dollar corporation to take the responsibility of a few thousand survivors and work towards preventing their evils from spreading further.

This beguiler can be witnessed through their website and makes a quite interesting read, which has by the way been written by none other than Burson-Mosteller, one of the top PR firms. They try their best at disowning their misdoing. I don't understand what makes them believe that they can mock our intelligence this way. We are no longer a country of elephants and snake charmers!

The story moves forward, in February 6, 2001, Dow Chemical paid $12 billion to acquire Union Carbide, of course after they had done everything under the sun to wash their hands of any responsibility with a concordant help of another top firm Arthur D. Little.

So far they have kept up to the image of their predecessor. Last year Dow disclosed that its Indian subsidiary, DE-Nocil, had slipped more than Rs 80 lakh under the table to Indian officials to get approval for three pesticide products – including one called Dursban. Local people were charged with bribery and criminal conspiracy, but sadly, no action was ever taken to revoke the product approval.

Dursban was banned in the United States in 2000, after it was found that exposure to it caused headaches, vomiting, and diarrhoea, and risked permanent neurological damage to children.

It is still manufactured and sold here.

Other controversies include an investment in an R&D facility project in Shinde-Vasuli in Maharashtra. Civil society groups claim it concealed information about 20 hazardous chemicals it would manufacture at the plant. In protest, the residents of Shinde- Vasuli dug up their own roads to keep out Dow's construction teams.

The protest is still in progress and so is the construction.

Coming back to the Bhopal issue, our own people have consistently let us down in the forms of NEERI and MPPCB, but that is another story fit for another blog.

I don't know how they can sleep at night at the expense of the tear of the many dilapidated. I wonder if there is a particular religion that they follow that compels them to be so ignorant to the chronic sufferings of the so many who were left incapacitated and stranded helpless running from pillar to post to just get out of this godforsaken condition.

For those of you, who believe that the worst is over, think again. The ones who died in the night of 3 December 1984 were the unfortunate victims, but the ones who survived the night of calamity are living a nightmare.

There is a clause in a contract that we adopt and agree to as a member of the society, as human beings. A social clause that puts the responsibility of the ones less fortunate than us, upon us, as a duty. Our acceptance of our roles in the society is a sign of its development and evolution.

But, I guess some of us just don't want to evolve!

Must Read: The truth about Dow
Bhopal's Medical Appeal

Monday, 20 July 2009

Vanity and more

It's been a while since my last real write. Well, things have been rough and life needed some sorting. But here I am now, back on track...almost!

Before I begin my ranting of the day I would like to introduce you to my new blog - For The Love Of Retro. It is dedicated to my clandestine fascination for all things retro. It will feature articles relating to the air of the 30's, 40's, 50's and beyond, defining the era we have now past and I begrudge. Do visit & drop in your comments.

You can find it at
(Excuse the ginormous long name!)

Now, coming back to this blog, below is a poem I wrote a while back. I call it Vanity.

I gaze fondly, then I look away.
The person I see, I admire today.

The spectral shine,
the glitter & gold.
The dazzling smile,
or so I'm told.

The glint in the eye,
the blush on the cheek,
the slender silhouette,
will make his heart go weak.

I stare raptly, once again I see
in the mirror & it's only me!
Perfectly dainty,
My sin be Vanity!

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Writing my Epitaph...

I have, for some reason, placed profound interest in wanting to write the most apt epitaph for myself. In the process, I read like a million epitaphs or so and have so far drawn empty. But I would love to share some interesting ones with you.

For those of you who don't know, an epitaph is an inscription on a tombstone or monument in memory of the person buried there. It usually has the Birth & Death dates of the deceased along with his achievements, mostly familial. But on many an occasions it has some witty peculiar lines, last statements of the dead or by someone close to him/her, usually referring to his/her mortal existence. So, here are a few famous Epitaphs that will fondly be remembered by history for their virtue of being inspirational, ironical & resonant while others were just plain funny!!

Alexander the great
"A tomb now suffices him for whom the world was not enough"

George Washington
"Looking into the portals of eternity teached that
The Brotherhood of Man is inspired by God's Word;
Then all prejudice of race vanishes away."

Benjamin Franklin
"The Body of B. Franklin, printer
Like the Cover of an old Book
It’s Contents torn out
And stripped of its Lettering & guilding
Lies here food for worms
For, it will as he believed appear once more
In a new and more elegant edition
Corrected and improved by the Author."

Abraham Lincoln
"Now he belongs to the ages.”

Thomas Jefferson
"Author of the Declaration of American independence of the statute of Virginia for religious freedom and father of the University of Virginia"

Winston Churchill
"I am ready to meet my Maker.
Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter."

John Locke

Near this place lies JOHN LOCKE. If you are wondering what kind of man he was, he answers that he was contented with his modest lot. Bred a scholar, he made his learning subservient only to the cause of truth. You will learn this from his writings, which will show you everything about him more truthfully than the suspect praises of an epitaph. His virtues, if indeed he had any, were too slight to be lauded by him or to be an example to you. Let his vices be buried with him. Of virtue you have an example in the gospels, should you desire it; of vice would there were none for you; of mortality surely you have one here and everywhere, and may you learn from it.

That he was born on the 29th of August in the year of our Lord 1632 and that he died on the 28th of October in the year of our Lord 1704 this tablet, which itself will soon perish, is a record."

Karl Marx
"Workers of all lands unite. The philosophers have only interpreted the world in various ways; the point is to change it."

Martin Luther King Jr.
"Free at last. Free at last. Thank God Almighty I'm Free At Last."

Isaac Newton
"here is deposited what was mortal of Isaac Newton"

Werner Heisenberg - He is known for his theory of uncertainty.
"He lies here, somewhere."

Carl Jung
"Invoked or not invoked, God will be present."

William Shakespeare
"Good Friend for Jesus sake forebeare to
dig the dust encloased heare.
Blest be ye man yt spares thes stones and
curst be he yt move my bones"

Samuel Butler
"While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive,
No generous patron would a dinner give;
See him, when starv'd to death, and turn'd to dust,
Presented with a monumental bust.
The poet's fate is here in emblem shown,
He ask'd for bread, and he received a stone."

Edgar Allan Poe

W.B. Yeats
"Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman, pass by!"

Emily Dickinson
"Called back"

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"Steel true, Blade straight"

H.G. Wells
"I told you so, you damned fools."

Virginia Woolf
"Against you I will fling myself
unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!"

Fritiof Nilsson Piraten
"Here beneath rest the ashes of a man who was in habit of always postponing everything till the day after. However, at last he improved and really died Jan 31 1972."

Mel Blanc (voice of Porky Pig)
"That's all, folks!"

Frank Sinatra
"The best is yet to come"

W.C. Feilds
"Here lies W.C. Fields. I would rather be living in Philadelphia."

"Never born, Never died: visited the planet earth between December 11, 1931 and, January 19, 1990."

Matthew Mudd
"Here lies Matthew Mudd,
Death did him no hurt;
When alive he was only Mudd,
But now he's only dirt."

Leonard Matlovich
"When I was in the military, they gave me a medal for killing two men and a discharge for loving one."

Rob Roy MacGregor
"Despite them” (His unpopularity had resulted in the banning of the MacGregor name by the government and the law. Thus his Epitaph reflects a final act of defiance.)

Andrew Carnegie
"Here lies a man who knew how to enlist the service of better men than himself."

Jack Lemmon

Jesse James
"Murdered by a traitor and a coward whose name is not worthy to appear here"

Harold Story
"Before you jump in here with me, make sure you bring good memories.
For here they're all we have to trade, and where you are is where they're made."

The following are from the graves of unknown Infants

"Since I am so quickly done for
I wonder what I was begun for?"

"Here lies our darling baby boy
He never cries or hollers
He lived for one and twenty days
And cost us forty dollars."

Like I said before, mines is yet to come. Can you suggest something?