Archers Adda

Adda is Hindi for den/lair.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Reality bites

GN is getting better at their articles. The irony it all was in the open within the very first line.
"I am ready to punch anyone ... who calls Mumbai rude," said Rekha Nigam from
Mumbai, now a Dubai resident.


Yes, finally, the truth is out. Much to the chagrin of fellow Indians who hate to be told the truth. It first began with this story on India topping the UNAIDS list. This was promptly followed by rebuttals, name calling, cannot compare-apples-to-oranges, India-haters, etc.

Now, Readers digest cliams that Mumbai is the worlds rudest city. Damn right, and I couldn't agree more. Besides, it isn't in our culture to help anyone. Except women that is. And make that fair women. The obsession for "extremely fair" women is accentuated by fellow Indians since the day they are born. Even the toothless 99 year old granny whom you've forgotten will have a special place for you in her heart (if you're the fair damsel), even if you can't remember what her name is. Enough of that psycho-analysis. But onto another psycho-analysis.

THE SELF DENIAL SYNDROME.

We come across it everyday. It exists and feeds on our guilt. We all have a self denial syndrome. But how many of us transfer this syndrome and make it a part of our nation?

The responses from Mumbaikars have been overwhelming. NYC is 'ruder', (insert any top city here) is much worse, etc. Why not agree with the truth. That it is rude, not because it wants to, because it has to.

Yes, it has to...

You see, we Indians are a sorry lot. We do not conduct business in a fair manner. We do not form relationships in a fair manner. We do not step up and say 'hello' in a fair manner. Why, a simple 'hello' on a trip somwhere is usually met with a scorn (fair damsel exceptions apply here). The scorn immediately dissolves once you prove that you:
(a) Aren't a salesman.
(b) Aren't a person in need of anything.
(c) Just wanna know the time.

Why don't we conduct business in a fair manner? Because if you did, you'd be the butt of jokes at the income tax office. It's mandatory to bounce / issue late cheques just to prove that you are indeed a tough nut to crack. If you ever commit the crime of being straightforward, be prepared to be knifed.

When it comes to relationships, its just a bloody extension of this too. 80% of us haven't married someone whom we were in love with. We marry expecting to fall in love. The dowry is usually large enough to forget about your significant other for a significant amount of time. Thats usually until her father starts using you as a doormat.

Mumbaikars have forgotten too much too soon. It wan't long back a street urchin was brutally raped within the gaze of many office goers on a public train at midnight. Not one person lifted a finger. It still is a practice to treat women like prostitutes if they are seen at bus stops or phone booths anytime after 8 pm. It still is a practice to push standing passengers off the train when its jampacked without an inch of space.

In all fairness, Reader Digest is right. But we aren't wrong. Don't we have to be rude in order to be macho and show our toughness? There was a time when I never was tough with kids, the kids you see on the street playing cricket. But times have changed. Even they would make an ass out of you if you smile at them. Chin up, no smile, a 1000 yard stare elicit subconscious admiration in the hearts of these little devils.

This is what I found out, the hard way.

There's nothing wrong in being rude when the system you inhabit is rude itself.

Lets keep that in mind, before you go 'punch' people up. After all, the tigers of Mumbai surface only on Valentines Day and thats when you could don a yellow panther thong and get yourself some justice.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Internet Porn, now showing at a theatre near you

Somewhere along on some forum on the net, someone said pornography will go mainstream in a couple of years. My opinion was different. I knew movie lovers would never allow porn to filter through theaters without avoiding the 'R' certificate.

Of late, particularly the beginning of this year, certification has been thrown out the window.
When internet porn has filtered into your PC and everyones 'favorites' folder will have a XXX dialer 90% of the time (without you even knowing of it), it's time that movie makers upped the ante and made some extra moolah.

Sex scenes could be shot in a number of ways. There's an 'arty' way and of course, the porno way. The arty way isn't that much of a problem when you watch movies with your elders, since it's more 'acceptable'. If we could watch the 'Titanic' with no qualms, it was because the director decided that the lust quotient be kept lowered. The Lust quotient - in my opinion should be kept lowered in movies that do not directly deal with sex. For movies like Basic Instinct, any kinda scene stands justified.

What I see these days are movies extremely high on this. Sex scenes could even be tasteful, but here are some movies that include them porno scenes:

- The Matador
- Running Scared
- Hostel
- Brokeback Mountain
- Underworld Evolution
- Junebug
- Lucky Number Slevin
- Transamerica
- Employee of the Month

The list is endless. I can understand topless scenes. I can understand simulated scenes (oh how famous those Zalman King movies were in college!). But I CANNOT understand hardcore stuff mixed in movies. The only difference between such scenes and pornos are that hollywood's cameras are positioned far away, whereas its just the opposite in pornoland.

Will dwindling profits and poor storylines push Hollywoods cameras nearer to the lusty lovers? I hope not.

We don't want anymore Caligulas, you got that?

Further proof that what Hollywood is going porno:

Jenna Jameson at the 2006 Golden Globe Awards!

Tera Patrick at VH1 Rock honors

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Lyrically supreme

Lyrics of two beautiful songs.

Hoobastank - 'First of Me' from their new album 'Every Man for Himself'

I must make a choice
a tough decision
Listen to my voice
should I give in
to temptation, admiration
One leads to myself
the other someone else
Just an empty shell
Just an empty shell

Its harder than it seems
When you're told that
all your hopes and dreams
Are yours to hold if
you just give them whats expected
Something they can sell
or put upon a shelf
But I am not for sale
I am not for sale

I hear a voice inside
its crawled into a scream
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
Cause I can't live the lie
I am just what you see
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me

If I can't refuse
the price they offer
I am sure to lose
and I will suffer
Sell my soul to make a profit
All I have to do
is make belive its true
Thats something I can't do
Thats something I can't do

I am the first of me

So when the waitings done
and its time to face the truth
You know you're good enough
deep down inside of you
You've finally woken up
if only just to prove
You were born to lead the way
and the be the first of you.



INXS - 'Afterglow' from 'Switch'.


Here I am,
lost in the light of the moon that comes through my window
Bathed in blue,
the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses

It's you and the roses

Touch me and I will follow
in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go
I will find my way
when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Here I am, lost in the ashes of time, but who wants tomorrow?
In between the longing to hold you again
I'm caught in your shadow, I'm losing control
My mind drifts away, we only have today

Touch me and I will follow
in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way

I will sacrifice 'til the blinding day when I see your eyes
Now I'm living
in your afterglow

When the faith has gone as I let you go, as I let you go
Touch me and I will follow
in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way, I will sacrifice
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from
the roses
It's you who is closest.