HAPPY MUSICAL NEW YEAR...

Every year that is past, has 2 dimensions to it. 1) One year is gone from our life  2) and the next year is of hope. What is gone can never come back but what can travel with us is the experience that we gained and rich moments that we cherished. It is all up to us on what and how much we make out from the year that is passed. Many a learning happened to know and understand life better. So much richer was the experience that i could perceive failure in success as nothing is permanent , and also success in failure as everything changes for the good. Even if the obvious is stated, the experience of wisdom is always new, good and useful.

The best personal joy in the year 2011 was listening to Rock star music and watching the movie twice. The music is something which is indescribable as every time i heard to the rock star music,  it took me to a very personal and reverential experience. The voices, the sounds, the orchestration, the feel, the texture , the tone, the  mood and just about everything was so perfect, so different and so ahead of times that, if someone liked it, then it can only be maddening and extremely fulfilling. The one song that can be talked, detailed and every music lover has to listen without fail from the movie is HAWA HAWA... This is a brilliant piece and perfectly justifies the belief and adage that music has no boundaries.

The beauty about this song comes from the deadly combination of  Rehman, Irshad kamil and Mohit chauhan. An out of the world amalgamation of Music , Lyrics, singing and orchestration.  It’s simply an extremely brilliant piece of music that will rest in your soul and makes the soul reverberate with joy and dance. The song seems to have the European flavour of instrumentation and back vocals but gently reminds us of the beautiful era of Raj kapoor songs,  with doses of Shanker jaikishan’s touch. It does not stop there. It also seems like having the traces of Naushad, that near to heart beat sounds of O.P. nayyar, subtleties of R.D. Burman and S. Rajeshwar Rao use of violins and Meastro Ilayaraja’s oriental mix. In one expression, its the best of most music that we heard. There is pain, there is joy, there is celebration and there is life perse in the song.

I think hundreds of times as how this song could have be thought of, developed, how did the lyrics fit in? How was the singing? How was the initial mix and what processes it went thru for the final mix. Just can’t stop wondering on the making of the song. Wish the making of the song was shot. It will not be an exaggeration to state that, if one were there from the beginning of the song, till the end, it would be like a great education on music for them. Every single member associated with the song has to be saluted as every time i listen to the song, i discover either the new sound, new expression or the new meaning.

Undoubtedly listening to this song has been the greatest moments this year, and watching the movie too matched this happiness and excitement. Apart from this, there were regular doses of all that life has to offer.. ...Success, failure, happiness, pain, learning, unlearning, surprises, shocks, disappointments, and heart burns etc. But the experience of listening to thi song will remain unique forever. No Doubt Rehman is the manifestation of god’s greatest creativity and so he is the messiah, he is the gods special child. All numbers from Rock star are special for its unique special quality but this Hawa Hawa need to be experienced. Not in a hurry, not to pass judgements but with a serene mind in a tranquil place where the only activity has be listening to music and 3 times in a row at least.

One such experience is enough for the year and expecting many more such in the coming year. Happy new year to all, especially music lovers as what else can be a best food, medicine, companion, soul mate than the music especially the one that Rehman creates.. He has a knack and the gift to bring the best from all that is best and gives us the final product. Rehman i salute you million times.

TELEPHONE DHWANILA NAVVE DAANA

This title comes from the very popular song from Bharateeyudu and a very awesome composition from musical god. Just this morning, i was happy to see one GHMC sweeper lady pulling out mobile from her saree pallu and answering the call. My happiness was short lived as it was not the smile but the wrinkle on the face and worry that caught my attention when she received the call. I did not want to imagine that there is some problem with her life as too much empathy all the time can be extremely killing especially on a Sunday morning. Instead i kept thinking again about Graham bell invention and how that is next only to the breath we take in life.

Just went little down the memory lane when the mohan and ravi photo studio (prestigious) in koti , Hyderabad had the dummy telephone and it was a great kick and pleasure to hold them , pretend to talk and get the photo taken. Telephone in 70’s was like what BMW is now and probably BMW is more easily gettable for many these days. In our entire class of about 300 students ( all sections included) there was just one phone at home. One had to take a permission to call from home to school. It was mandatory for parents to come however rich or famous they may be. The people who had the key for any telephone in any office were the most powerful guys. Or else one had to go to post offices to make a call or trunk call ( do we remember this) . The postman would act like one very powerful person there and we obviously had to wait till he finished his work. Then one day, i walked up to one sweet cum chat place called Agra in Koti and took money of about 2 rupees( could watch movie easily in so much money those days in 1978) and went and called my dad to his office. His first reaction was why did i call and second reaction was.. put down the phone and don’t waste the money.

Then one or two people would have phone connections in the entire colony and the waiting for the connection of phone was like 7 years and needed central minister recommendation for emergency lines. Oops... can’t believe. Public phones came only during late 80’s and became rampant in early 90’s. It was not an in thing to share the phone numbers also. It was a huge effort to go on cycle for 2 kilometres and choose some shop which will allow making calls for huge expenditure if we had to talk to any of our girl class mates. We could not talk for more than 5 minutes as we were not allowed to and the cost also was high. I can’t forget the time in 1984 when there was some curfew and my brother was stuck in a hotel as he was working over there. We had to go to my friend’s place, explain the situation and with great difficulty, were allowed to talk to my brother. It was a huge favour of the month for us.

The coming of the public booths was a big revolution and privacy found a new meaning, communication saw a new dimension, and employment opportunities, business opportunities came about.  We can keep talking so much about what that happened after the coming of public booths.. STD calls became cheaper and slowly written communication started taking a beating. Then came the pager, around 1993-95 and it died the fastest death among all technologies because of the shortest gap between pager and cellular phone launch. By then cordless phones and slick phones became the trend.

The charges for incoming discouraged people from buying cell phones and the coming of reliance revolution and free incoming just threw open the technology to the winds. And the changes kept happening every month and in every service provider. Now the changes happen by the hour and cell phone is no more a communication device but is a life style and most dependable companion for multiple and varied needs. Applications, i phones, BBM’s , Androids, 3 G’s etc etc has seeped into the cultural context and psyche’s of human beings.

For the generation born in the late 60’s and early 70’s, we will never stop wondering about this graham bell invention which is the key for so much more allied and far fetching technological revolutions in the world. IF someone does not the device, service,.affordability will be the last of the reasons for that. It will either be having a choice not to have it or too important a person that he or she can afford not to have it. For grusha’s sake, don’t want to get into gyan or sentimentality or cynicism but most often, i don’t see people enjoying talking on the phone.. There is a tension or a fight or a deal or a miss.. This can’t happen. Technology is respected when its put to positive use only. Fight in person and not on mobile. Sms positive things and settle scores when we meet. Even the bad and good news with little effort can be said in person. Let me at least have the wishful thinking.

Thanks sweeper lady for provoking me with so much of thinking.  And yes, we should all laugh like the telephone dhwani mentioned in that song from bharateeyudu.. inanimate can have such dhwani and why not us??? ha ha ha

PAID TO SMILE

                                            

                                             PAID TO SMILE

We have all heard and known the positive impact of a smile on our health. Some 60 odd muscles is said to be relaxing every time we smile. Hence it has to be understood that, our body is designed to be relaxed or else we invite illness or disease. So what stops us from doing what the body needs and can be done easily? The building of habit has to be inculcated by the active involvement of the mind. So the next question is what stops our mind from making this a habit? We condition our mind to do several things which are both negative and positive and mind acts on our training from what we learn and these are called our traits, mindsets, behaviour, attitude etc.  So we learn and acquire habits and make our mind reflect this. So, the key is what inputs we keep giving our mind? In other words, we consciously tell our mind not to smile, not to relax, and instead we ask our prime organ and entity to feel sad, depressed, tense, worry etc. It’s not anything or anybody that causes pain, but we ourselves are doing this damage and not anyone else. For all the pain or pleasure, tension or happiness, we are alone responsible for ourselves.

I remember a song composed by biddu, the music director for a movie called Star in which Kumar gaurav son of Rajendra kumar made a debut. The songs goes like this..  Teri zindagi mein yoo tho kabhi dard aayenge tho muskuraayeja.. It was wow for those times and it’s an amazing philosophy for any time. All it says is , only the smile can chase away the pain. I also recollect , the song “it’s gonna be easy now by Dan Seals , where he says, the problems will never go away and it only manifests in various forms as long as the mind is active. But we need to rationalize and tell ourselves that the earlier problem was worse or someone else is suffering more than us. Obviously i can’t feel deprived looking at film stars or big businessmen houses. I need to look at the push cart vendors, watchmen, servant maids and majority of the deprived sections and feel happy that i have at least a shelter to sleep and protect me from varying climates. Smile is all that is positive, it’s an acknowledgment, it’s the recognition, it’s the affirmation, it’s the symbol and it’s everything that makes our health and being very well and good.

All of us have read, thought, understood, and known the effects of smile and what it means to smile and how we can live on this medicine, this nectar of life and most importantly we all know it costs nothing. But some people are paid to smile and they have the toughest job. Have you ever looked at the watchman who opens the door in a restaurant? Have you ever seen several women working in so many hospitality industries? They are all paid to smile for 8 hours or more for their life time.. I feel this is the toughest job, as they need to keep aside all that is their own and keep smiling. Imagine, having to keep aside the cranky call from spouse, or ill health of dear one, or some financial issue and still smile several times as the job demands. They may not even be able to eat the good food that you ate, good flight you have had or a good party or time with someone. Or the deal that you struck or the agreement you signed. Some time it is not even the tip that you pay or the smile you don’t return.. Still they smile and most often it is the most genuine smile and if you are paying attention to the smile, will actually make you feel good. The next time, you walk into a hotel, or a flight or any place where someone welcomes you or bids goodbye with a smile, please look into their eyes and acknowledge. This act not only makes them feel that they are also humans but will get you small but treasured pleasure. Do this if you not already doing this consciously. More than telling anyone but i am telling myself now, even i knew before and been practising.

Once again the small people, the ordinary persons, the less ambitious make me learn and make me touch. It’s the open eyed open hearted life experiences that teach us and makes us happy. Being aware and being present in every moment and ability to smile all the time will heal, will help and will us healthy, wealthy and wise. And listen to the star song and dan seals song. Of course, there are several such times and quotes one can wish to listen and read but living and living simple is the key.. like the cliché goes.. it costs nothing to smile but instead can make you rich and enrich others lives.

GURUJI.. LIFE AND DEATH

                                        GURUJII.... LIFE AND DEATH...

Knowing is only a minute aspect of life and what happens and how one experiences life is very different from the knowledge of it, most of the times. Life springs huge amount of surprises and totally unexpected situations surface, giving all of us experiences which seem common, but will always be unique. Just like how the DNA determines the characters and traits unique to each human, even the pain and pleasure though seem known will hit each individual differently.

There was (unfortunate to put him in the past tense) a guruji whom i had met while i was working for FM in Nizamabad. The first thing that appeals to anyone about him is that, despite being blind there is so much of radiance in the face and his positive attitude and energetic talk would attract people to him. He was full of life and always talked positive and would be so subtle in everything he talked and did that, it would need an attentive and caring human to understand him. Something about what and how he said would encourage me and scores of other people. Be it about my cooking, my behaviour or just about anything. He would never crib or sulk that he became blind ( he was not born blind, making it more difficult to cope up)  nor did he ever talk or behave in a way that made anyone to sympathize with his state. He was fond of music and radio was his best friend and he would know all matters of the world more than what people know by surfing the net.

He had a tremendous discipline in food matters, sleep patterns, exercise, body fitness and never gave any chance or reason to skip any of these. His memory was something that would bewilder anyone who knew him. He was rational and would never be particularistic about anything that would cause any harm or inconvenience to anyone. He kept losing everything but would never lose the self. He would always wish well for all and kept cool even if people ignored him. His unconditional love was most apparently experienced by all. There are quite a few things that i learnt from him, most of all is the ability to be strong and composed irrespective of what the situation is.

I could not take his call few weeks ago and did not call him back. Today i feel very guilty. It is a strong lesson that we should never postpone to call someone or visit someone if we feel like. The last Sunday, 4^th Dec 2011, my mom suddenly asked me how was he? I said i need to call him and as usual i did not call him. The next day morning at around 10.30 am, one of his disciples called me and informed me of his death. I did not know how to react. The people who were with him and spoke to him on Sunday kept saying that, Guruji expressed that he is getting a call from heavens and that he is going to go. He actually said the same few minutes before he passed away and asked his son not to worry after his death. When i was just trying to assimilate this information, i was in the office and i had to face nearly 4 different situations and respond and be there mentally. I wanted to go to Nizamabad and i was reluctant to postpone the Monday evening meeting. By the time i made up my mind in next hour and dispensed matters and people, i knew i will be late for the last rites ritual as i would not be able to reach on time. So i did not go to attend his last rites.

Life is very ironical. Death is inevitable and yes i was in office and no one could connect ( understandably) the importance of this guruji in my life and i was expected may be to be normal and continue the work as obviously they were time sensitive and had to be done. I feel guilty and i also justify for not starting on an impulse as guruji’s rationality would not allow me to suddenly jump and start going there. But its all so strange. When we know the person is alive and we do not meet or contact , we are fine with that and suddenly when we realize that , this person is no more and he cannot be contacted,  is a very vague and difficult feeling to digest and suddenly we feel the loss. Is this all human life all about that death takes away everything in a jiffy? When this is inevitable why is all the negative emotions and feelings dominate us most of the times.. Inevitability of death should all keep us guarded of all that is negative. But it hits us only when someone dear passes away and lesson learnt won’t last long.

Guruji would chase people like me on phone to talk, never gave up and would try to be in touch, shower love and blessings and all unconditionally. I did not bother about him as much as he did about me. This guilt is going to be there all my life. But i will convert the guilt into learning and not commit the same mistake. Will be in touch with all the people i know irrespective of the past, as life is so short and we take nothing from this life except leave so much good like guruji. I miss you a lot Guruji alias Ramachandrananda.

Life never ceases to teach and we should only be ready to learn every minute and move on.

PUBLIC GARDEN.. HYDERABAD'S FIRST BIG GARDEN/ PARK

Yesterday, 26th november 2011, my dearest friend kumar was going to listen to swamy paripurnananda at lalitha kala thoranam. I was not keen and ready to listen to spiritual discourse and preferred being with my spirit. Luckily it stuck to me that i can drop him there and spend time at public gardens walking and sitting all by myself.I loved my decision. The walking was a pleasure particularly because there was not much crowd and i could see the same trees which were there since 1975.. The walking was a pleasure and fortunately it is still being maintained well. I didnt beleive that i was so near to the crowded place outside.

The museum, jubilee hall, the lake, the big park with in the garden and the masjid were all intact.just went down the memory lane and remembered all those nice innocent things that we did as children. Going to public garden was very special and it would happen only once every 2 months.We would get ready with all excitement and wait for the bus. The food and water would be packed. Water in that solid glass bottle and food in steel dabbas.

We children would play hide and seek, chinamchaani, meaning chase and catch the thief. And ofcourse, dastee round round.. gather in a circle and the player would place the handkerchief on someone's behind and that person has to identify and chase the player and catch before he finishes one circle and sits in his place. Very rarely we would  buy baloons and play orelse it was all the running around, and not getting tired. No Tv to run back hometo watch favorites and yes we would take the radio and listen to Vividh Bharathi. ( transistor was just getting popular replacing big fat Status symbol radios) 

The only money spent if any was on the desi bhel puri( dont remember what was it called then) from a guy who would never cut tomatoes and put lemon for us. But that was rare and home special food was there for eating. We would never get tired of being there and hated going back home.

Adults would say, let us watch the train and then go home. there was one train which would come at 8 pm and its engine would set off  to set right the coaches ,and it was called shunting. We would love to see engine brings coaches and run up and down.

just cannot reproduce the excitement of watching the train and the engine and the shunting process. I also vividly remember the sad feeling when we had to go home. Such raw innocent happiness is not experienced these days at all.

After Grusha and other kids were born in the family, we would all go to Public gardens in 1998 to 2000 and try to relive the same. We were partly successful but now we had to buy several things including cool drinks and toys. The only 2 things which were common were the desi bhelpuri and Sugar cane juice.  manualSugar cane bandi was replaced with automated bandi. This is a relief as i would always feel misreable when they were extracting sugar cane juice manually.

i relived all the good of the childhood in public gardens and very happy to notice that not much has changed inside and that good feeling and clamness is still there. That lake is still maintained decently and the extension of the park is also very decent.

Thank all the people who are responsible to keep the PURITY intact.

ALEXANDER HAIR CUTTING SALON

One guy suddenly got up after his shave and started shouting at the person who did the shaving for him. I was startled and confused as he threatened the hair salon worker with police complaint and said he will get him arrested and take severe action. I mean how can anyone talk such extreme and drastic? Admitted the boy mustn’t have done the shave to his satisfaction but such reaction and walk away? This boy got so demoralized that i wondered if ever he will regain his confidence and work properly. Despite being cut on shave on my neck region by the owner himself (seriously truthful and no exaggeration at all) i pacified that boy and asked him to take it easy by giving several examples of success failure dynamics and people’s attitudes hoping it will help him.

This incident made me recollect my child hood and the hair cutting salons. The owners always seemed confidence personified and knowledgeable. They would talk authoritatively on anything from cricket to cinema to politics. Most of their knowledge was based on newspaper, Radio and commonsense. All the customers would seek the owner’s opinions on issues and he would exude total confidence as if he is going to decide the future of the country. It was all cute and everyone would listen to them. This was not pertained to one shop and this was the pattern of all owners. I always wondered at their confidence and the place seemed like power centre. They would order tea only to the elite and senior people and that was a privilege. I can’t forget the day when i was in intermediate when the tea was ordered for me and i was excited and volunteered to pay but was denied. Such was the time spent with importance there in such places.

It was in 1970’s that the movies like bobby, deewar, sholay , zanjeer got released and not in this order. All of us had so much information and trivia on movies that it surprises me sometimes as to how?  No net, no websites, no television and only screen and film fare were available. And these salons were the centres to read them. Homes were not allowed for such reading and we could not afford to buy them or take on a rent. Every fate of a politician and movie and cricket was decided at such places. Hence the wait and queue in the salon was not only felt worth but was exciting. There was also some camaraderie among people visiting. No impatience and no arrogance. There was hardly dettol and wonder if they ever used fresh blades or towels. There is no suggestion that this is preferable but that total fearlessness was the order in the absence of viruses.

Styles would be based on bollywood movies and that manual machine was a culprit as parents would insist on running the same for all children for short hair. It was a freedom and fun when we were allowed to go on our own but we could not go for more than an hour and definitely not other than morning.

When i was very young, they would put a plank in the wooden chair and then do the hair cutting. They day they stopped using that was the indication of growth. Another yardstick was when they would listen to us and stop using the machine and only use the scissors. Then of course, using of razor to get the finish beneath years and back of neck. Then shaving and the rest as they say is hair story. Hence the evolution was also indicated from that place. In that sense it was so much part of the cultural context and the growing up.

These centres were the places of informal research centres, opinionated knowledge based places and discussion platforms and more objective and healthy than the ones that happens on the news channels in the name of experts. Gone are those times and salons of such culture is rare. Now we have hugely hygiene centres, expensive and very impersonal. The tip paid to the performer is part of this new culture and nothing wrong. Earlier that smile and a warm thank you after a deadly no extra penny hair massage was the order. Times change, tempers change and hence the warmth of the people.. lage raho , and everything as they say is for the good.

How can i forget the dream of going to Alexander hair cutting next to AIR opp assembly.. My god, it had AC and chairs had the recliner and probably get to see film stars. By the time i could fulfil the desire life had changed so much and the gap between Alexander and all salons became small. But i indeed went to that place for a special hair cut and shave 2 days before my marriage. Still remember with what pride and satisfaction i walked out.. indeed times change and so do people.

WHO IS A FAN????

Mallesh, 18 years,  is a labourer working in karimnagar in a small hotel, earning about 20 to 30 rupees a day and gets to eat some food free from his hotel. He comes from a small village . vamsi, 20 years  is working in rajamundry with a coconut vendor earning 15 to 20 rupees a day, his living and eating taken care of. Saidulu , 21 years working for a mechanic shed for 50 odd rupees in cuddapah is also from a small town. Seenu is working in a hair cut saloon in Hyderabad and is from nalgonda .

All of these people have the same religion, the ardent indescribable admiration, craze, life sacrificing liking for telugu movies and telugu stars. The names of the stars do not matter for us, but the reality of these people does. Someone is making a movie for some star and there is all the business that is involved in the whole process. The entire business module success rests primarily on these kind of vulnerable people who make the movie hit by putting all the savings for their stars. Most of them do not have the 2 square meal to eat, can’t support their families, they have no clue how their next will be.. But their unstinted support, following, loyalty is undying and very touching.

The stars are gods for them.. they come for the audio launches, success meets, celebrations from faraway places and did not ever understand how they manage to reach the venue and be there to cheer and set the hall on fire with their positive vibrations and only one thing on their mind.. to see their star speak, smile and be happy. Can there be any unconditional love than this? Most of the times, the fans won’t even get to have a second glance as they are seated so far away. The feeling that they are part of this is enough to sustain them till the next function and they just survive.. The stars give them energies, the hope and just about everything.. Not material things like money etc..  In that sense, the stars are so blessed.

There are endless stories on how some of them do not eat food properly for several days to be able to spend the money for high ticketed premier show early in the morning or how the fans keep watching the same movie dozen times. In some cases they even watch the same movie endlessly to figure out why the movie did not do well. The blame can never be on the hero but all others and various factors and the hit can only happen because of the Hero. Being a fan is not madness as being mad also some rationality. Being a fan is not being emotional as emotions can also hurt. Being a fan is not a achievement as achievement have limits, and fan is fan is a fan who lives his life on the star. Hence there can never be a retirement for the star.

One has to know, interact and understand a typical fan to know what it means to be so. One should never make any judgement or belittle them. They are an amazingly innocent and honest people who live by their single formula goal, to see their stars succeed. Such unconditional love is the reality. The stars know every bit of this and also feel helpless on the repayment angle. But as they already do, they need to give more hits and that is how it can be repaid. Success is not easy but is less when compared to the perseverance and religiosity of these wonderful fans. Every star who has a fan is a blessed soul and that’s the property on which they can feel secured and assured. Can they? They should as the way it comes is only divine and is a blessing.

NADAAN PARINDEY ... GHAR AATE REHANA

I didn’t ever know or believe that i can talk to pigeons and only those pigeons that come and visit my balconies.  But since the communication is not so apparently two ways, i have my own observations and doubts. I don’t want to go google and know instantly all about them. I am willing to wait lifelong to know the answers myself as i feel i am loosing the habit and the need to discover on our own..

Some observations, probably know to all.  1) Pigeons love Puttnaalu pappu ( that daal used for making chutney with coconut) so much that they fight amongst themselves for a fast grab and fight ferociously between them.  2) There is a significant male domination and males do not allow female pigeons to eat peacefully.  3)  There is some family bondage and both the male and female protect the younger ones. 4) They don’t hatch the eggs when they are even vaguely touched by humans. 5) They have preference of eating places within the same house.. For instance they do not prefer to eat if you feed them on a bedroom balcony in normal conditions. 6) They get angry, excited, they are possessive. 6) They can also take humans for granted as they don’t fear people if they feed them regularly. Hence they are also intelligent enough to perceive danger and safety. 7) They understand our language better than we understand them.

What is most appalling is the way they hatch the eggs. They are so vigilant and watchful, OMG it’s very bewildering. The way they teach the younger ones to walk, fly without getting frustrated is to be seen to be believed. Don’t know at what point they get disconnect from the younger ones. I don’t know when they die? How they die? What will happen after their death? I don’t even want to know. For me its the same pigeons .. though i do make the difference.. its so easy not to have name, class, creed and all the yardsticks of separation.

They are very playful and can tease you no end if you are vulnerable.. They will walk inside house if you are seriously studying and distract you. They make sounds as if to say. Come on spot me.. they play hide and seek with me.  But i do i miss sparrows as i grew up with them in my school and early college days. They were different and their making of the nest is something of a great wonder of life. I feel some loss of essence in my life when these sparrows have become extinct, at least in most parts of Hyderabad. We have literally robbed the co existence of the living with us. What a pity? Slowly we have also disintegrated a lot. Joint families are gone.. Nuclear families are under threat and god its so scary. But the innocent pigeons, the nadaan parindey are so much fun to observe, learn. I love them and they are so essential part of my otherwise normal life. Thanks pigeons and keep coming to my balcony all the while. I won’t even obstruct you with washing machine or any modern gadget or the nets to prevent you. I promise..

SADA HAQ.. IMPRESSIONS ON ROCK STAR

The only one thing that can be criticized about rock star movie if at all is, if Imtiaz had made this movie to get a commercial hit, then he made a blunder. He knows the formula to appeal to the gallery and could have  easily made one. But it seemed more like the one which is straight from the heart. This movie grows on you like  all A.R.Rahman music. Take most of the albums of rehman and people liked after listening to it several times. In fact a classic book, scotch whisky, bitter gourd, and many such intense things are liked with times and experience. Rock star belongs to this category. OMG, how much intensity, how much depth, how much subtle and how much intrinsic.. It gets into the subconscious as it’s a very serious movie , a rhetoric on freedom, choices, love , music , achievement , standards, right, wrong ..  Each of these is said in a very abstract manner, yet hard hitting method. In that sense the movie is very engaging and one can’t watch this in a light hearted manner.

The best thing about the movie is Ranbir and his characterization. One wonders, if this could be the inspiration from Imtiaz own life, or else how can one get into such intricate details, most of it unsaid but still communicated. One has to love life, to like this movie. There is a rebellion in ranbir yet very loving, very possessive yet detached, and there are so many shades to his character that, it does not fit into black and white understanding. This is what the leading characters say about life. There are caught in a web called society and a chance meet is the discovery about their innate comfort with each other but not explicitly stated or admitted. It s too late for them and they missed one another.  They come together and destiny separates them.

They are willing to give up the passions for being together but they get incarcerated in their passions and compulsions. The treatment of the movie is at least 3 years ahead of time and editing is extremely innovative. The details in the screenplay is amazing and seems very complicated but actually too detailed.. The shot divisions, the lighting, are not like a typical Indian movie at all. It’s very perspective and real too.

What can one say about Rehman music.  Re recording is so aptly done that , at many points, there is just that natural ambience sounds and no music. The songs touch the deepest chord and aur ho, job hi chahoon, sada haq can be anthems for people in love. The lyrics are so much contemporary and the expression has the romantic poetry and also the rationality of future mind set.

Ranbir is the star of next 2 decades. He reminds one of Hrithik in koi mil gaya , aamir khan in few scenes, farhan akhtar, and Shah rukh khan in many other scenes. He is a complete actor and this movie gave him greatest scope to prove his prowess as there are so many shades to his character in the movie.

It’s an out and out Ranbir, imtiaz and rehman movie.. Nargis acted either as if it’s her 50^th movie or she is experiencing this in real life. If movie can be a space for philosophy and platform for issues, then this movie has plenty of issues concerning change, youth, society, patterns of thinking, stereo types , paradigms , and many more subtle issues. If you are a serious movie buff.... do not miss to watch this 2 times.. If you want a chilled movie and only regular time pass, avoid this as you will tend to damage the new trend of movie making ... A great intellectual, emotional and spiritual treat.. Imtiaz proved once again that he is a class apart and Rehman proves to himself how he can keep giving us immortal music.

There are movies that entertain, there are movies that make a mark, there are movies that are feel good that are classic and that are very successful and other wise... But rock star doesn’t belong to any category and its a reflection, it’s a novel, it’s a work of an art of philosophy.

DETACHMENT ... ONE MORE PERSPECTIVE

Detachment as a concept and as a word is probably used more often and in many situations these days and hence it’s also abused or misused.. As someone who is eternally striving to be detached, this perspective also can be read and yes judged and criticized. Being detached about this piece of writing is not ok.

The year 2011, people have become savages to comfort and technology and rightfully so. The press of the button or the switch or its equal is the way of life and the habit is so deep and vast that we don’t know any other way to live. The first such luxury was probably the bulb which used to glow with the press of the switch and then the fan and all the electrical appliances. It reduced the pains of lighting the home with a cumbersome process. That was just the beginning. Remember, or know the first time, we heard about the press of a button and how the scooter starts.  We didn’t have to kick was a huge relief. We have travelled from there to now ATM’s , black berries , freaky digital camera and appliances , to i pads, i phones to most technology and comfort that needs the use of fingers to get anything done or derive any happiness.  In that sense we are all more attached. This attachment has got in us the massive taken for granted attitude in just about everything and with that is the lineage of impatience and non tolerance. We don’t want to know or we tend to forget all alternative methods to get our things done.

Why should we be detached when everything is literally at our finger tips? Money can buy all of these and as the cliché goes it can’t buy the peace and happiness. We are talking of the mind when we talk about detachment and we are also meaning actual engagement of mind to have a detached feeling, until it becomes a habit. But the contrast is all technology is making our mind dull and drab. We don’t even need to memorize or remember as we have google. We don’t need to store anything as you tube does the job. Can anyone criticize these 2 wonders of modern world? Instead everyone might say to hell with detachment.....if it comes to preferring detachment to these wonders. This is still fair enough. What if the photon or data cards or internet fails on a day and people can’t access net? what if ATM crashes for a day and what if banks and all net processed activities go out of order for 2 days ?If life is so uncertain, can any of these be certain? Why is the dependency then, which is the root of attachment to anything in life. Dependency assumes taken for granted attitude and beings with it intolerance and impatience.

The only 2 things that we can take for granted and survive is mother and god.. For both these entities we have scant respect and for all other which can crash like pack of cards, we depend, we trust, we swear and we live by it. Understanding the 2 entities, means understanding of the detachment. One can read and know tons of articles and hundreds of books and listen to volumes of speeches on detachment. But the realization that detachment is the key for happiness for all can be experienced genuinely by understanding mother and god. Both of them have several qualities in abundance of which, sacrifice, empathy, understanding, immense patience, undeterred tolerance is few of them. They never expect anything in return and just keep giving in the respite that children’s happiness is their happiness. This quality of giving is more detached than anything that any scriptures can teach. Never ignore them and keep respecting and praying to be grounded and know the true essence of life. There are mothers and there are people with motherly qualities. There is hardly any difference.

Enjoy the comfort, live on the advancement of technology, and freak out on the best gadgets and lifestyle. But only the blend and balance of traditional thought, living and values with the modernity will give happiness and peace. The former teaches to separate pain from the product (Detachment) and the latter gives the immediate and momentary happiness. Painlessness is detachment and that will make us happy forever and ever. Detachment is never indifference nor does it have any negative attributes.

In fact detachment always multiplies the pleasure of anything as we are never feeling in secured of losing them as we don’t own anything in strict sense, not even our body on which we spend all our life. Body including fingers get us attached and soul consciousness which is permanent helps us to detach. In fact for all the rationalists detachment is actually the maintenance of individual identity without being arrogant, indifferent or egoistic. Everyone got to know, read and practise this mantra to have the everlasting happiness, peace and health.

B POSITIVE .....

Greater energies or surely same energies are spent in negativity. If a person is doing a creative thing , he spends lot of energy in putting it together and get a decent product. At the same time, someone could be waiting to see that as a failure and he or she spends all the time to watch and monitor on the same. The failure will get him or her the delight but he would have spent huge amount of energies on a negative plane and that is sure to affect the person in more than one way in the long run. On the contrary, the good energies spent on the creativity will only yield good positive energy even if there is a failure. The process of creating a good energy has the power of sending the great vibes around . Success has a energy that is very positive to all and not restricted to only the creator.

We often witness the dissipation of energies in all negative things. In any field more people are waiting for the failure as the successful people are only a minority. These people who wait for the failure thrive on their own inefficiency and hence they spread bad energy. One best instance is the movie field where all others are waiting for the failure and hence so many reviews at a speed of a sms or BBM.  People want failures in others and hence the negative vibes all around. Competition and competitiveness is different from wanting the failure.

News channels spend equal negative energies in bringing out a scandal or a controversy. So much negativity is filled and perpetuated.  On the contrary if the same people, get set to correct and show the way with half the energies spent , instead of mudslinging , the world would be a far more positive and hence happy place to live with. Struggle for your own success and do not strive for others failures. Do not report failures and negatives stories and talk about them all along .. 

We should have the habit of just calling our friends and relatives and just share positives as a habit or else each time you get a call or information from someone out of the blue, we dread to hear bad...  I think its a habit to talk, feel and think positive and that can be cultivated by doing it consciously. Just call people only if you have positive to share and bury the negative inside. Its possible and so do it

JARGON AND COMMUNICATION

                                    Of jargon and communication

When we were in the prime of the youth, there were books that we read to build the vocabulary, like Wilfred funk, norman lewis etc...  Thanks to USA ( GRE)  aspirants and IIM aspirants. Me and my friends would keep asking one another the meaning of each word and get huge and kicks. Words like rodomontade, gibberish, garrulous, rendezvous were popular and we would just revel on them. I can’t deny that, there was also a subtle arrogance on the vocabulary strength each of us had.   We were kind of ostentatious about the use of the word or knowledge of the word. I am talking about the time, where the knowledge of mobile phone, laptop, wasn’t there. Forget about android phones and applications.  The word application then meant, applying for the bank job or UPSA, APPSC etc.

These days, the jargon, the vocabulary that the technological advancements and use of gadgets has built is amazing and mind blowing as Mahesh babu utters in Dhookudu. When i started using the PC extensively and regularly, i would grope for words and expressions to express myself. Words like configure and default would never strike me and i would get amazed at “Normal people” (definition being, normally they would not know so much English vocabulary) using words like booting, router, cursor, hyperlink, pointer, versions, processor , synchronize, back up, resolution, screen saver , drag and drop, etc.

I have nothing against office boys and people who have had very less formal education , but even they use words like activate, shut down, highlight, GB, KB, memory, hard disk , space and many such words.. Actually, it is doing a lot good to them as their thinking horizons are expanding. During most times i keep wondering at the ease in the use of English in everyday life and just get into the past and keep thinking. The rampant use of Mobile and everyday advancement in the mobile technology is only helping this cause. There is this unknown binding among people as they talk the same language. Hence they get connected. The good ends here. Smsing and spell checks in mobiles and PC’s have changed the usage of English. Even i depend a lot on spell checks and the green lines that come as underline whenever there is some grammar mistake. Wonder what these green lines are called. I am challenged myself to express.

But all happens for good and all these makes life very exciting. But i can’t still get over the fun of learning the vocabulary in the traditional manner and look into Dictionary ( a Proper big fat book... Oxford, chambers etc) .. Chambers was real big fat and it was a status symbol to have this. I have often seen that sms’s have only increased the fights and insecurity in relationships and the genuine make up’s are more effective in the snail mail or the pain taken in visiting the person. Most times, the anger, temper and the bad mood would die when we took time to visit people in the absence of mobile and applications.

Technology is never bad and we all know how it can be put to best use if we optimise the usage and its best to combine with the traditional mode of learning and communicating. It only gets richer that way. There is no substitute to shake hands, hugs, and eye contact, no matter how much ever one uses the symbols and smileys to communicate all this. Bade dinonke baad chitti and the hurry in tearing the inland letter to read what my friend SVS has written or what my dad wrote when i went to Guntur is more fulfilling and inexplicable than receiving a convenient sms or a message thru whatsapp or BBM.  There is nothing to belittle anyone or anything here. I need to thank my IT colleague Prabhakar for his help in jargon and salesman in Sangeetha mobile with his natural use of English and hundreds of youngsters who are so good in the use of any new gadget.

What a wonder life is......................

CONSOLING AND REALITY CHECK

All of us live on hopes, dreams, plans, and eke out a structure to achieve all that. We fall, we crumble, we fail, and still we move on. Behind every failure and loss there is always a hope, a realization that, yes we can come back and hit the sixes and win the situation. Sometimes in everyone’s life, we experience the pain and loss which is beyond the repair and we just live with the handicap. Yes we can be detached, spiritual and continue the journey but the essence gets lost and we just live the life because it has to be led and because we have priorities and because we need to fulfil our roles and responsibilities. That zing, that un harming arrogance, the inner pep is lost.

This happens when one loses the dearest ones in life and someone fails to achieve the real big dream and just settle down for the available. The people who suffered loss also know that life moves on and that they have to get along. The world understands that and no one can hardly ever do anything and reduce the pain. The bearer of the loss knows it better. The helplessness of the other dear ones is also very appalling and suffers loss in trying to convince that, it is the passing phase and that life has a way to heal. But can any loss be substituted? We live on and we get sailed in the drama. But how does one explain what exactly happens in the person who is experiencing the loss in different ways and manners.

 Most of the time, it seems unbelievable and we question why me? Why does it happen this way? The question can never be answered to the inner self. There are scriptures, there are spiritual laws and there is a vast knowledge on everything but does it come good when it is required most. What does one do to practise? Learn detachment in the manner suitable and have the consciousness of the higher state and meaning of life. But yet, that emptiness and deep pain will not vanish and even if it does, it has to be continuously nurtured and fed with the spiritual knowledge and practise. But that essence of basic deep comfort is lost and that vacuum is never filled. It happens with the loss of a parent, loss of spouse, the best companion, kith or kin. One turns philosophical by default. I always remember jagjit singh and chitra singh and now chitra and countless number of people. My own sister, my mom, my bhabhi live thru this day in and day out and they live for others and stop living for them. There is a responsibility to be completed, a role to be fulfilled and the essence is always lost in their eyes.

Pain has 2 dimensions.. One is the direct suffering and other comes from the helplessness emanating from the suffering of the dear ones. You can never be convinced trying to tell them that they can’t miss the dear ones and that life should go on.  If you see thousands of mothers near Nilofer or any hospital , moms are praying that , they should have got the illness and not the children or the dear ones. Is this suffering any better or worse than the pain of the person who is actually sick or ill? How can we weigh who is feeling more miserable? Is the person in the jail suffering more or the wife who is waiting with huge un certainty suffering more? Is the child preparing for exams by burning midnight oil feeling more torturous or the parents who want this phase to get over feeling painful? On the easier side did the Indian team feel more depressed or the public feel terrible when javed miandad did the impossible by hitting a six of the last ball in sharjah? How does one measure pain?  Is the pain of the woman who is separated from the husband more vulnerable or the suffering of her children? Do we have the nerve to break the stereotypes and gauge and react? All of us need to invest emotional and spiritual wealth to make situations of our dear ones better.

One needs to perhaps constantly reduce the expectation from life and keep learning to be detached (detachment from the pain and from the self and not from the reality) . This cannot be taught and can only be learnt. This will be the real maturity and wisdom of the self and the society. If my niece remembers my dead brother and cries on occasions, is she unjustified? If she thinks that why she should experience this and that she can’t handle the absence of dad on occasions, is that unreasonable?  There is a bankruptcy of inner strength and real learning everywhere.. Insensitivity and surrender to the falsities of just about everything are the causes.

Grusha, my daughter was not allowed to write her SAT exam as she did not carry the Original passport to the center at Bangalore. All pleas that the passport will be got before the exam is finished was giving a deaf hearing and they just went by the rule and this rule was insignificantly printed somewhere on the website. Yes, she knows, she can write this again, yes she knows they were like meaningless in their approach and denied her to take the exam. Yes she knows, she can probably do better next time and yes she knows the money loss is still ok. And yes she knows that all the preparation versus many sacrifices and again to balance various exams and schedule will be a herculean task. 

But her question that knowing is not enough to mitigate the suffering of the loss of the opportunity was justified,  i felt for the day.. She will feel sad and get over it. But that moment and those many hours and days will be painful and will make her sad. Here it is an exam and an experience. What about something that can’t be got again? Like the loss my brother and the melancholy of my mom, sister in law and her kids or my sister... No pain is less and no misery is comparable. Every loss and pain has to be understood and accepted and more importantly dealt properly.  All of us have to live in empathy and detachment. Everything has to be valued and everything has to be forgotten. Life is now and just now...

Even if this is not spicy, good to read and a rigmarole , i still dedicate this to Grusha and Sindhu as they made me to think a lot and experience so much about life today .. Indeed our experience should always be made useful to all and hence we need to learn from all situations and not get sucked to it. Most things in life are beyond our control and understanding. Move on positively and with all empathy and detachment. This is the reality check and consoling is not enough as everyone has a natural knowledge of life and its nuances .

Lets make a difference to all the suffering souls.

THE REAL RICH PEOPLE

There is a huge difference between being able to do something and wanting to do something. It’s often people who want to do something succeed in any field and they are the ones to look up to.  This is more so in the matters of helping someone and in the philanthropy.  Like it is said, the haves will never have the heart to give away, ....  as along with the richness,  what the rich   have in abundance is the  insecurity of everything .

Giving is as much a matter of art as it is of heart... Some have the art of giving to mitigate their guilt or sin or they even give to add value to their status in society. But one need not be critical of these people as at least someone is benefitting irrespective of what the motive of the giver is ... Earlier one would protect the wealth for the joint family or the extended family. At such times, the attitude and ability to donate or share was far better despite the insufficiencies. Later the savings were for the nuclear family only and only a surplus was for the philanthropy. Now it is probably saving for the self as the trust on the kith and kin is waning and the surplus is for the family... Thank god this is not so rampant and seen only in parts.

But there is one thing that is applicable to the poor and the poor with the rich heart and that is the attitude of empathy and support, which is so unconditional or given at a very small dividend.. Their support and help is always immeasurable and in most cases un noticed and taken for granted..

 One such experience is narrated here ...  My apartments (rented) has a new watch man and his wife.. They seemed like a new couple. I would find it damn cute and touching to catch them koochi kooing and shying and talking and all that... would feel happy to look at them and ensure that i am not a disturbance even for that 4 minutes during parking the car.  Felt pity at times as to how do they find the privacy to romance and be together like a new married couple.  Alas, private moments don’t really need the privacy but, the connection and love.. One day, i couldn’t miss that they were little sad and seemed worried. I couldn’t check myself and on enquiry found out that,  the lady is pregnant ..  i don’t know, my eyes genuinely and instantly experienced moist and throat choked . I didn’t know how to react and said hope you guys are going for a regular medical check up. Much to my relief they said, indeed they were and i quickly called Prasad( watchman)  aside and gave some money to buy fruits for her and asked him to feel free for any help. I did not allow many thoughts to cross me on how they would bring up the child and all that.  But it does worry me and feel helpless.

Life moved on with exchange of smiles and enquiries for next few days..  one day, my darling grusha forgot to inform me that the next day morning , she had to wear the formal uniform to the school and she didn’t know that there would be power failure. That uniform could no way have been worn as it is. I panicked and just rushed to the watch man for a solution. He just said ,nothing can be done except a proper ironing ( press) and that he wasn’t allowed to put the coal to burn as the apartment management has instructed him not to do so till 11 am.  But he still took the clothes down and said that he will be back in few minutes. I got tensed about the delay and just rushed down to see that he broke the apartment rules and finished the job. For him it was a huge risk and he would even loose job as it happened to earlier 2 watchmen on what i think was flimsy grounds.. Oops such martial laws in apartments????

My heart sank at his gesture and i didn’t have words and expressions to convey my gratitude. He did all this as an exchange for the money i gave for fruits? No way. Not even for all the casual care that i show.  It is his attitude of helping and giving the best in that situation. Normally we take it for granted and for him, he need not have taken the risk.  His attitude and help for me was the biggest for that week and i will remember for life time. What can i do and match his great gesture. I can never repay nor can i repay all the help that i get every day from my servant maid or the guy who cleans my car or the office boy who attends to me in my office or any of the vendors who smile and give warmth for the purchase of few rupees. We all live on many such people’s good gesture and heart and we can never weigh them in currency.

These are the real rich people who seldom feel in secured the way most of the educated and decently well off people feel about many things. This includes power, recognition, fame, attention etc. The list on what aspects we all can feel in secured is endless These real rich need only 2 things.. Decent money and small recognitions in the way of a smile, a small enquiry and acknowledgement that they too are humans like you and me. Never cease to learn from so called small people...... feel the need to be more empathetic towards them and never shy from giving an impression that you are around for them. In the material sense, it will surely do a lot good for us only.  But in the non material sense , the benefit for each of us is incalculable. 

A.R RAHMAN.. MERE BEBASI KA BAYAAN

In   certain facts of life, one should not think even for a while if it is an Exaggeration or real ...  It does not matter what it is... The expression and feeling is important and sometimes it may not even matter, how one interprets or reacts... One such reality is what happens to me when i listen to Aur Ho from Rock star.  Only Rahman can do this ... This has happened to me before, when i heard,  hey ajnabi from dil se, jaage from Guru , Suntha hai from Pukaar, Ahista from swades, Nahin samne from taal, Pyar ye from rangeela, hum hai from kisna, jaane na kahan from jaane tu and few more...

Basically, these songs melt the deep rooted emotional clogs inside us and the release of emotions comes out in the form of a discovery of the self. Essentially these songs do what a successful mediation and prayer ought to be doing... One experiences a deep sense of the contact with the self and also with the hidden pains and pleasures of the world. It seems as if we are in complete rhythm with the best things in the world. The pain seems like the pain; the pleasure like the pleasure and just about everything seems and becomes natural and non synthetic.

The sounds, the rhythms, the voices, the vocals, the mood, the take off, the meat, the end and the mix of all these is so wonderful that, it gives a complete feel.  The wholesome experience that we strive for eternally.. of seeking god or the experience of it many times can be felt when we listen to bebasi or any of the songs that is mentioned above.  It is as if Rahman knows the formula of the bliss and peace, and so he is able to collect the elements from the nature and put it together and give us such master pieces ... He does the music when the whole world is sleeping and when god has time to attend and focus on few things. That’s when he also decides to help rahman to being the best ...  His music is just divine and the experience and joy of travel in his music has to be felt and surely one gets rejuvenated and reverberates with the rhythm of the nature ...  This song from Rock star is one such example.

But one caution to everyone is that, this song like many rahman’s songs can’t be heard in a hurry or as a back ground song or while you are doing something. If one really wants peace and solace from the regular world that each of us live in,  set time for yourself , go for a drive, stop on the high way road, and just remain calm and listen to this or above mentioned songs in isolation and spend time with yourself .

The best way to pamper oneself is to sit quite completely at home all by oneself and sit relaxed, switch off all lights and let the lights from the music system alone be seen, Just listen to this music and that light will seem like a light of the life or universe and we will be completely filled up with energies of joy and peace. That is the magic of rahman’s music ...  This is not for the people who are in a hurry to judge music, or write reviews or make comparisons.  This is for people who are real connoisseurs of music and can take time to listen to music exclusively for themselves and without mobiles and commitments to meet. This song from Rock star, mere bebasi is beyond the basic human relations and we get bliss if we go beyond the realm of fundamental human emotions to understand and experience the song.

Jai ho Rahman....  

DOWN THE MEMORY LANE OF HYDERABAD

The other day, i went to the banana selling pushcart and asked the old man as to why doesn’t he have the cheetiyale mouse ...  He looked at me in wonder and said...  “ Kahan saap , aap jaise purane logaan bahut kamm hain... Assal mein inn logon ko kahan maloom ye sab”. ( In Jest, it means that, people do not know the value of that breed of banana which tastes good and they mistake them to be in the state of getting rotten..  That triggered off some nostalgia in me .. These push carts were a big part of me and my age groups cultural context. The way they would make their presence felt on the streets , in a kind of musical note for selling ,  attracted us ...  The same was the case with the vegetable vendors on the push cart ..  Women and children would spend quite a good time near them , talking , selecting etc and the exercise was a past time and also a regular group activity ...  simple pleasures, bonding between people was a regular feature and there were several such situations in our child hood.  I can’t forget the sounds and sights of tomato vendor and the way he used to sound musical about the price and tomato selling..  Honestly for me, they were the heroes as they simply exuded confidence.. Since the society was a majority middle class, even they would never feel threatened and always felt part of the group.. The bargains were not bitter and they were also like a tease.

The constables, the bus drivers, the bus conductors were our role models.. They are the professions and occupations which was visible to us and owing to their body language, we all felt that they were most happening..  Our games and play time would significantly involve playing those characters.  I still remember playing Bus game for hours together.  There would be a competition as to who should be a conductor and a driver. My sister would always feel that the driver is most powerful as he would decide as to where the bus stops.  Likewise we would play train train , teacher teacher and many common life dramas. We would interestingly weave our own stories.  Playing a doctor was fun without even apron but with some stick for stethoscope. Sometimes i would doze off acting as a patient and it was fun fighting after that.

Life was simple and so was our life style and perceptions.. Happiness and joy was all around.  All we ever sought was simple time and space.  We knew no cribbing, no complaints and no disappointments. Simple games, movie once a month, an ordinary park at central bank koti, occasional trip to Public gardens ( with food packed along with water) ..  The only money spent was for commuting in the bus.. Hence there was no pressure of wanting money for anything..

And yes we would enjoy cheetiyale mouse once a week ... Good down the memory lane ... thanks to that comment of the push cart gentleman...  Feel like saying kahan gaye woh din ... iss shaher ka .  fond memories of growing up in a simple manner .

THE LADY AMITABH .... the face of telugu television

Ask anyone who watches at least one hour of telugu television as to who is their favourite person and anchor... There is no contest, no dilemma and no contradiction and one name that comes to mind in children, women and men... both young and old is Suma....  What makes her such a favourite? Why and how does she continue to rule the television space despite presence for long years.. Film heroines have come and gone... Every field in the entertainment space has seen changes but she is staying strong and will do so for another 5 years very actively...

Suma has not only established the standards for the television anchoring but also has also created a huge gap between her and the rest ... Every show planned by all channels start with the grand plan of launching the show with a new anchor in the name of bringing innovation or thinking out of box and end up requesting the fabulous lady to do the anchoring. . The same situation happens for all the ground events, especially the one that involves big time celebrities.. Suma in the event not only makes it a hit proposition , but she also fills up lots of gaps all the time in what is planned and what is practical .

So the big and also the easy question is why is she preferred and why does she seem like indispensable? For the channels, she is the smooth operator and easy to work with ... A thorough professional, stickler to the time, non fussy and easily adaptable..  She gets into the concept and the role with such ease, making everyone wonder as if it was designed for her..  The way she owns up the concept leaves everyone wonder as to how is it possible that way and hence she is the queen of the small screen.

Alacrity on the set, most amazing spontaneity, terrific sense of timeliness, natural humour, empathy of the participants and inexplicable understanding of the audience is what makes her what she is..  Punctuality, discipline, adjustments, politeness, amicability with the entire crew are probably part of her nature. Its a great pleasure for the entire crew to be working with her..  Anger, arrogance, moodiness, short temper is not known to her ...  one can never miss the pleasantness and smile eternally.. The job on the set turns into a picnic and that reflects in the show output. She may have had some issues, or presence of her children sometime on the set or any discomfort, but the moment the action is announced, she is just romancing with the mike and camera as if nothing exists and nothing else ever matters.. She defines what professionalism is and what is to be a professional.

When the attitude is such , when the learning is constantly happening  owing to the unprecedented openness in her, the show can only be success and the person can only reign the small screen for close to 2 decades now...  What happens when such a person is hosting the show. There is  Success and happiness all the way to the audience,’ untiring joy to millions for ever.

At many public functions women mob her much more,  than they do it for the glamorous divas of tollywood.  They prefer her more than anyone else.. She is treated as the favourite daughter, daughter in law and sister and good family member..  In a way she is blessed to be receiving so much of genuine love from millions.. She deserves every bit of it.  Sometime one gets a feeling that she probably is the only person who can win elections hands down from any constituency in AP, going by the adulation and popularity she has.  But she should never get into politics.

One has to learn from the balance with which she manages family and profession.  Management gurus can get a good topic for research on this.  Her goodness makes her a winner in every situation. She has a deep sense of spirituality and good living and sets a bench mark and standards in personal living also. She is an inspirational personality .

Who can be more naturally witty, having easy communication , pleasant on screen and most entertaining for the family audience than her.  Her performances in Cinemaa awards, her sheer presence in bhale chance le, her multi faceted talent in genes, her versatility in star mahila, her mind blowing panchavataram and her best connect with audience in all events is what people will vouch for , ever and ever .

The best ratings and the record tam ratings have come in all the shows where she was featured , be it Wow, Adrustam or any show .   Suma is MG( Minimum Guarantee) for television and NG for audience ( NO GUILT of waste of time) ...  She is Amitabh of telugu television and the best ever and totally irreplaceable. God bless her and give her a long life in media and public life as the humour quotient , the goodness aspect and commitment and professionalism have become a rare commodity .

Must admit here that its so difficult to write about her as everyone knows her ......... but writing is not always meant to show the knowledge and sometimes an inspiration and wonder can be shared..... Hope it does create same feeling among the most..