Friday, July 10, 2009

The Couch Potato Me!

I am a huge fan of TV shows. I think I can watch almost anything on TV. It’s not always been this way; I used to think TV to be boring and a waste of time once upon a time. But for over 8 years or so now, I have been an avid TV watcher. I watch almost anything and everything- be it K-serials, sitcoms , comedy shows, reality show- I am not picky. And while I watch a fair amount of the stylish stuff or so-called intelligent stuff, I genuinely enjoy the Hindi serials that are purely drama and have very dressed up women plotting and planning. I have watched a fair bit of Kyunkii Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi, Kahaani Ghar Ghar Ki, Kalash, Kahiin Kisi Roz, Dulhann, Kumkum and god knows what else. And while I have known that these serials are largely brain-dead, I have always found them interesting, and enjoyed them for what they are meant to be- entertaining.

However, my point is not making public that I am not a very discerning viewer. I want to comment on the rather heartening development of Indian Television going back to regaining some class. I will explain why I say going back. When I was younger, around 10 or 12 I think, there were some pretty good serials on TV. Stuff like Saans and Kora Kagaz and Heena, which although melodramatic like stuff that has been on TV for the last 5 years, still had some respect for the Indian audience. They were not pure masala and scary music- they had story lines and often, a social message. This vacation, like in all others, I have actively watched TV. And it was a pleasant surprise to see that Indian TV seems to have grown up. Serials aren’t just saas-bahu fights, or intra-family plotting to win over property any longer. Agreed, there is probably still a fair share of this kind of stuff on TV. But what is refreshing is the fact that there are plenty of serials which actually have a story, discuss and present important social themes very relevant to India to a section of society probably ignorant to them, and that this presenting is done intelligently. There are two serials which have stories based in Bihar. One is called Bhagyavidhata and another is something called Agle Janam Humi Bitwa Kijo (I am not entirely sure about the names because I switch channels when ads come and often miss the names.. these are the names my domestic help has told me). The first is about this brother who kidnaps the guy who was supposed to marry his sister but had walked out on the wedding because his family insisted on some preconditions which weren’t fulfilled, and gets him married to his sister, and the events that follow. The other is about this girl in a village in Bihar who gets sold off to a zamindar because her family could not afford medicines for its many children. And I would like to emphasize that these serials are still dramatic, and the women (the rich ones in the houses, at least) are pretty dressed up. There is dramatic music, lighting that one would never see in a regular household, and the protagonists, though they are supposed to be impoverished women, are rather pretty. However, the point I am trying to make is that despite all these embellishments common to an Indian TV show (and for all those who criticize the fact that women in all Hindi serials are always dressed up and have tones of make up on, I ask you, would you watch a bunch of ugly buffoons running around on screen? They’ve got to do whatever sells, and fortunately or unfortunately, heavy make-up and fancy sarees do the trick for a large part of the Indian audience!), the stories are very close to reality. I am not going to pretend I know a lot about Indian culture, or for that matter, social realities in Bihar. But I have read a bit, listened to a lot of stories, and think I do know a little. And both these stories ring very true. There are actually cases where poor families kidnap grooms because they can’t pay dowry for the wedding of their daughters or sisters. And the sale of women for money- I believe that’s fairly common to a lot of places, but it certainly is to villages in Bihar. I have heard of some real-life stories along similar lines. Then there is another serial on Star Plus called Mitwa, which portrays the very matter-of-act despicable treatment of a girl child, and how in a particular Rajasthani family, whenever the bahu is pregnant, a sex-determination test is carried out and if it’s a girl, it is promptly aborted. What’s interesting is the way the concept is handled- it’s not like the family is insane, the woman who is pregnant has a really loving husband and doting mother-in-law. It’s just that it’s an accepted norm of things to want a male child and kill a female, and no one thinks it’s absurd or cruel- it’s just a ways of life.

Again, I am not a huge fan of pedagogical, preachy modes of entertainment. But I would like to commend the fact that TV-serial-makers no longer view the Indian audience as being a dumb lot, which watches serials with pretty things and manipulative plots. I also commend the fact that through a rather entertaining mode, they are able to create a certain amount of awareness. Now I am not saying that by making us aware of brutal issues like female infanticide, the artists or creators are inspiring any of us to run to NGOs and do some social work, or even make fashionable contributions for any charitable purpose. I think simply making us aware of certain things that are an intrinsic part of the country we live in is quite a commendable job in itself.

I am also very glad to see that after a rather scary phase of mindless TV soaps with random crying all over (although I was faithful even through this low time, I did think it was slightly insulting to everyone’s intelligence that marriage was a top-most priority for every damn girl in every damn family), we have returned to the phase of Nina Gupta’s Saans or Renuka Shahane’s Kora Kagaz or Simone Singh’s Heena (you’d probably like to count in Shanti, which I’ve heard is a good serial but have never watched), which were extremely entertaining, well-made and intelligent pieces of work. And while we still have a long way to go (there are still a lot of stupid things on, trust me, I watch some of it!), it’s good to note that we’re moving ahead, and that the idiot box isn’t all that idiotic anymore.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

My 21 Random Things

There you go, Anwesh. I am tempted to write more than 21, but am sticking to figure for now.

1. I am very often very preoccupied, and listen to less than half of what the person talking to me is saying.

2. I usually multitask decently, but when it comes to texting, I CANNOT do anything (even listen to someone talking to me) while texting.

3. I spend a lot of time thinking about very random, small issues, which are entirely disconnected from me or anything about my life.

4. I like rain. A lot. At any time, falling with whatever intensity. I feel like it cleanses my soul.

5. I know I am arrogant. And I am not sure I am not happy with that.

6. This will sound funny, and not entirely consistent with my current attitude towards academic s, but I genuinely enjoy learning. I love the feeling of learning something new, grasping new concepts and applying them or understanding how they apply. Whenever I learn something new, and understand something about something I have observed in the past, I feel like there were previously clouds above my eyebrows and they have parted. I feel this literally.

7. I have a very short attention span and find most things uninteresting.

8. I talk a lot. A LOT. It’s just a question of me opening up.

9. I can whine about almost anything in the world.

10. I think regular headaches are the worst thing that can happen to anyone. Try going to sleep and waking up with a headache almost every day.

11. I want the guy I will marry to propose to me with a ring from Tiffany’s. Materialistic, I know, but I want this.

12. Cheese-cakes, apple pies and chicken (most forms and preparations) are my favourite eating things in the world.

13. I really, truly enjoy music. I can almost feel my heart ache when I hear something very beautiful.

14. I actually like the law. There are many interpretations of this, so I wont really try to explain what I mean.

15. I want to, some day, own a big white house, with a winding drive way that leads to, and with a big garden in front of it.

16. This is something I learnt about myself recently, but I really like pretty things. Be it clothes, watches, bags, shoes.. I can feel an actual craving to possess sometimes.

17. I am very impatient.

18. I read almost anything. I can pick a shampoo bottle when I am in the loo and read its contents. I can be waiting for a flight and read all the rules and regulations of the carrier printed on the ticket.

19. Although I use them, I don’t like low cost carriers at all. I think they’ve ruined the experience of flying forever.

20. I tremendously enjoy watching TV shows. I have spent up to 12 hours watching TV shows back-to-back, without even taking a break to eat. I can watch TV shows on almost anything.

21. I worry a lot. About things important and irrelevant.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Fifth Year. Wow! Some how, all through the last four years, I never really thought the day would come. I mean, it was somewhere far off in the distant future. But actually getting there never seemed a realistic possibility. I am just so bowled over now :D

(Of course, I still have to pass all four courses of this trimester. Sigh..)

Monday, June 8, 2009

The Only Constant Thing

I realized something funny the other day (it’s exam time, which explains all the deep and unrelated-to-syllabus philosophizing). It’s something I have observed about my time in law school, but I guess it holds true for most other places, and the larger picture of life also.

When I came into law school, I was all energetic and enthusiastic about my relationships with people, anxious to make a good impression, anxious to make good friends, genuinely concerned about the lives and worries of all people I associated with. I took it upon myself to make the lives of people I was close to better. I also came across people who I thought would need my help, and tried to make their lives better, bring about a change. I realize how presumptuous I sound, and I guess I was, back then. But the intentions were genuinely honest. I believed I could make things better, make people happier. And I zealously embarked on this mission of bringing about change.

Sometime in the middle, after having been faced by disappointment on several counts (not the least for the basic stupidity of my mission and my pompous assumption that I had it in me to change everyone around me according to what I felt they needed), the tempo of my spree slowed down considerably. I then started to focus on people who asked for my help.
As would be evident to the reader from the general tenor of this post, even this was rather unsuccessful an attempt. I slowly started coming to terms with the fact that most people didn’t want to change. And that perhaps I was flawed myself in too many ways to actually have the ability to change them.

After this came a phase where I tried to hold on to the person I was, ensure that I didn’t change into something I had never been and didn’t want to be. I would tenaciously hold on to the person I was pre-law school, the person who I thought was nicer and pleasanter than the person circumstances were pushing me into becoming. If you look back at this blog, I guess you can see a lot of reflections of this thought. About how I did not want to become an escapist, about how I could see through the shallow, ill-tempered, aggressive person I was fast becoming.

In the last phase, it’s largely exhaustion I felt from trying to hold on for so long. So I let go. I don’t know if I managed to change anyone, I don’t know if I retained any part of what I used to be, but what I do know is that change is inevitable, and I learnt that it’s most often changes in you that you observe over time. From fighting to change others, to fighting change in myself, I have finally come to terms with, or at least acknowledged, that it’s finally I who is now different. For better or for worse.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

I signed the contract. I am officially employed. After 2 years of almost sleepless nights. YAY!!

I have a job.

Monday, May 4, 2009

The morning after, one can't but help but be grateful that there wasn't a gun in the drawer of one's desk.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

100!!!!!!!!!!

ONE HUNDRED POSTS.

Need I say more?! I'm AWESOME :D