Thursday, September 22, 2011

The elixir of our beauty....!!

I just cannot escape from this reality. I can’t because my television always gives me reminders.  No matter how old I am, I need to give a lot of attention towards my beauty or else my life will become a torture. I will not be able to survive with my head held high in the society. 

The advertisements tell me that I should use those beautiful and life saving creams on my face to hide my wrinkles and pimples which are termed as one of seven signs of ageing. No matter what my age is, according to the ads, I should start worrying about my future looks and so start taking care of it from now onwards. And I should always look fair and pale. Those who are black lose their confidence easily and so they should go for those cheap fairness creams. My hair looks like unmaintained grass because I don’t use that particular shampoo followed by the conditioner. My armpit must and should look like the same color as the rest of my body. I must rely on health drinks and sugar free capsules to stay fit. Forget about home-food, they make one fat. I must protect my face from very harmful UV rays or else I might lose my job for looking too tan. I must always look beautiful, energetic and glowing or else people will ignore me and my life will become one hell of a living thing.  

When did we become such a narrow-minded society? The advertisers seem to pull all the plugs in the race for increasing their TRPs. All the models look like they have just come out of beauty parlors. And viewers are supposed to follow them. Maybe everybody should look like they have just come out of spas and parlors even when they have just come out of their schools, colleges, offices and homes. It’s a crime if anyone is found to be sporting a pimple. And all those ageing lot, beware! Very big danger ahead!

Below are some cartoons that I came across thanks to Google.

It does not matter any more if wrong messages are spread among people. Every day, different ads come and go. Message remains common. If we don’t use those beauty products out there, our lives will be ruined, neglected and unimportant. But if this is the case, how did my mother and her mother before her and so on managed to keep their skins look clean and remain healthy? They never applied expensive creams and never drank any health drinks! They never had any conditioner to apply after shampoo. But their hair remained silky and shiny for a long time. 

So, then, I have a good idea. For those lots out there, who are like me- pimples and dark faced, have a great chance in our lives in spite of looking ugly. We can go to our beloved advertisers and beg them to give us a shot in their advertisements as ugly models under the banner of ‘beauty products istamaal naa karna kaa anjaam…!’ 

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

An open letter to my best friend

Dear Safina,

Remember when we first met? You entered late in the class and realized that all the last benches were occupied. So you were left with no choice but to sit with me on the first bench. We looked at each other, smiled and turned towards the blackboard. Who would have thought at that time that we will be best buddies today? You were, and shall remain, tall, bold, smart and optimistic and I have always remained a coward. But look, we have proved all the critics wrong!!

You know what; I owe a lot to you. Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today. You make me smile whenever I am sad. When any problem arises, I just need to give you a miss call on your Nokia. And you answer immediately. No problem even if it’s in the middle of night. Whenever I feel troubled, you have always stood beside me. No harm dares to cross my path because you don’t allow it. You have made me turn from a ‘shy and worrying girl’ into a ‘face-things-head-on woman’.

And what have I given to you in return? As far as my memory goes, I have given you nothing solid except a habit of reading novels! How many novels have you read so far? 10,20 or perhaps some more….not at all bad for a starter, isn’t it? I should give myself some credit!  You are such an unselfishly humble creature that you never ask anything from me. You are kind and active in all the things. Your family is so proud of you. But I am, allow me to say, more proud of you. The famous dialogue from Deewar comes up in my mind, “mere pass bungala hain, gadi hain, naukar hain, paisa hain…tere pass kya hain?” I promptly answer, “Mere pass Safina hain!”

Why I can’t be like you, I wonder sometimes. But then, there will always be only one saif. God just cannot create a second person like you, I swear. Or else, the world would have been full of angels like you by now!!

Yours always,

PS: Saif, don’t kill me for posting this photo. I couldn’t resist. You look such a darling with 2 trophies!! I also want one!!!!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Five point someone : 3 idiots :: Copy: Paste

I was very curious after 3 idiots got released. What a hit movie! It instantly grabbed attention from audience, students, and colleges too perhaps. Chetan Bhagat, the author of the best selling novel-five point someone claimed that the movie had taken the main idea from his book! So, was the movie based on a novel? No, it wasn’t. Or so, the director and the producer pronounced or rather declared like a judge of the Supreme Court. I too gave in. We have heard Salman Khan making remakes of Tollywood but who has ever heard of Aamir Khan acting in a movie based on a novel?  There was press conference and lots of debate in the media as well.

Right now, I have finished reading five point someone myself. Yeah, I know, it’s a bit late. But better late than never right? And guess what! 3 idiots is indeed based on five point someone. It’s just that Mr.Bhagat has written about 3 student’s lives during IITs. Whereas our beloved Mr.Hirani has gone beyond 4 years of engineering.

Coming to five point someone, it’s a story about Alok, Ryan and Hari who are in IIT-mechanical department. Ryan is cool and talks about degrading standards of IIT just like Aamir aka Rancho in 3 idiots. Hari’s character portrays that of someone who wants to be like his friends and gets engaged with a professor’s daughter (remember how in the movie, Rancho romances with kareena, the director’s daughter?). The most crying-baby character is of Alok. He has a paralytic father, a mother working as a teacher and a sister who mournfully is reaching her marriageable-age. Alok is very poor financially. This character has also been taken as Raju Rastoli in the movie. Plus, how can we forget the scooter scenes in the movie? Well, originally it is Ryan’s scooter in the book. Ryan always challenges the education system at IIT, makes a radio in the major- completely opposite to what their experiment is, thinks practically and most of all, he loves and helps his friends till the end, no matter what! This reminds me of Rancho!! How he helped Farhan and Raju in difficult times!

In the book, professor asks students the definition of a machine. To which we get the answer that it is anything that reduces human effort. These same lines have been delivered well in the movie too. So to conclude my little argument, 3 idiots is indeed 50% from five point someone. The main idea, characters and situations have been copied from the book in the movie. Only Mr. Hirani has cleverly re-written the script putting his own brains and BANG…..the movie is an all-time hit.

Thursday, September 01, 2011

NO to Ragging

I was sitting in the bus, on my favorite window seat when I heard the commotion outside. There seemed to be a huge crowd outside at a particular point in the campus looking like they were watching an entertaining show. Amused, I walked out of the bus too. After much pushing and 'excuse-me', I came in the front. There were some fourth year students,crying and pleading with some professors. After a few moments I realized that they had been smartly caught ragging first years by those professors.A girl nearby whispered in her neighbor's ear,"excellent! Now these people will learn some lesson". The other one giggled. For some strange reason, I realized that I could not stand there one more second. I was feeling embarrassed. Maybe because I was a final year student too. Unbelievable.

I boarded the bus again and went on my seat. When I sat, the seat underneath creaked. Damn bus! Maybe all its part will come out some day!! And so on, I started cursing everything around me. I do this whenever I feel angry. My anger was coming from my old memories when I was ragged by my seniors. I remember many incidents.

It has become a habit of 'interaction' between seniors and juniors in every college bus nowadays. The thing was the same when I was a fresher. Being a day's scholar, I had to listen to various senior's demands and commands. It was another thing that I never listened to them. Whenever I was called, I used to pretend to be sick. But luck can't favor you always. I was sometimes caught off-guard and I had to listen to various stupid demands of the seniors-" Bring me a Cadbury  right now"," Tomorrow you should not wear jeans ", " Say good morning to every senior you meet today" etc. I wanted to ask them back," You are a beggar, are you? Not having money to buy chocolates ?" But I hardly could do that. And there was the usual bus CR who once announced loudly," Ragging is not allowed. Any juniors having any problem,call me." Only the next day came towards my seat and said" Get up. Sit some where else." WHAT THE HELL ? I came first for god sake! But I got up nonetheless and had to stand on the whole journey in the bus. All the seats had been taken up. I was already suffering from stomachache and had a bad headache after reaching home. All the body pains not only because of standing in the bus for an hour but also because of feeling hurt,anguish and injustice.

This all was very irritating to me. Today, when I look back, I feel happy to be in final year. But when episodes of cheap ragging comes into lime light, my old memories flash back in front of me. In third year, I caught a senior ragging a first year girl. The poor girl was told to parade the whole campus imitating a soldier and salute whomever she meets. That girl looked tired and close to tears. I felt sympathetic towards her. I went  to the senior and asked her not to order anything  so. That girl looked at me and said," mind your own business." I did not let it go so easily. I kept arguing with her. Exasperated, she shot back," when we were in first year, we did too all these things for our seniors. So why leave these freshers so easily now?"   I wanted to slap her at that moment. 

Ragging is fine upto asking introduction of the freshers. Answering their doubts and helping them in whatever way we can. But bullying and insulting them is a strict NO.