Showing posts from May, 2007

Richard GeRe Again

I was overwhelmed with the response to what I thought was a filler! We live and learn! I have added the comments received to this blog for easier reading even though it really belongs to the 'GeRe Dhatida' blog. Anyway please look at all the comments. I really appreciate the time some of you took to pen (key in) in your thoughts!

It feels like reading 'letters to editor' of a magazine while I try to react to the spectrum of views and opinions. Varsha said that Indians had more serious issues, for instance, 'continued violence against women', than this one. Mukund said it reflected a more serious problem! He spoke of the many unemployed youth who would rally against anything as they had nothing else to do. It seems misdirected as well, the attached picture shows them buring a poster of shilpa!

While most agreed that a line was indeed crossed, Moloy and Mouli begged to differ. We miss Moloy and his occasional adrenal rush while playing golf! It is enjoyable golf…

'GeRe' Dhatidha ( Crossed a line!)

I had missed this episode on TV but did read about it.

Back in Bangkok, I asked Tara whether she had seen it on TV and was it really something which justified the protests, arrest warrants and a final apology.
I am not sure whether there will be an extradition procedure from the courts! I hope not. The learned judge who had seen the clip was certain that it was an 'obscene act' and that there was a law against it. Not clear whether he had to see it repeatedly before he came to the conclusion.

Tara said it was a bit too much and said while she thought that Shilpa was overcome by embarrassment, Gere had crossed the limit for a public display of affection! Tara does not see too many movies and hence the 'halo effect' a film star naturally enjoys did not work here!

In Kannada 'Gere' means a line and our friend did cross the line. I belong to the generation where let alone kissing in public, even to walk on the same footpath as the girls going to school would have cre…


American dream meets 'Hinduian' obsessions!

It all started with Saarung's arrival. When I wrote about my trials and tribulations cooking in the US many were amused with what I went through. Humor is always about other's discomfort!

Cindy was more sympathetic and hoped that the gadgets found in American homes had helped me in making my life a lot easier and wanted me to write about how I benefited from 'these aids to better living'! Cindy came to India in the sixties as an exchange student and stayed with Tara's parents. Hence, she knows India and our ways very well. Actually, even my exposure to things American was in the late sixties. However I did not encounter the kitchen first but the Bathrooms. The encounter was a cultural shock, not as dramatic as the one Cindy had when she entered our bathroom in Bangalore, but still shocking!

In Bangalore, our bathroom with its very small window was dark, as a zero watt bulb does not add too much light! I had warned he…