Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Jalsa , Mumbai Mar 21, 2011 Mon 11 : 35 Pm
At Tanishq, the jewelry business of the Tata Group for their AV for endorsement. Jaya and I doing it together. Will be in front of cameras after Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham. Tried looking up if Tanishq had meaning from dictionary. Could not find any. But it sounds like a name that should have one. For some peculiar reason it conveyed in its vocal, something of elegance, creative excellence, delicate yet sophisticated !! No ! … this is not a brief from the client and neither has it been put upon me to validate on the net ! Just something that I felt and so shared it.
Shooting with Prakash Varma, who directs the film. He did the Vodaphone Zoozoo ad’s.,. Impressive ! Its raining Prakash’s, pun unintended, on my films these days. Just back from Prakash Jha and ‘Aarakshan in Bhopal and now Tanishq and another …
I am always overwhelmed with the number and amount of personnel that are attached with ad., shoots. There are teams for almost all aspects of the trade. And there are designations for every possible job requirement. Stains on the counter in shot - ‘ Setting !!’. Want to see how you performed - ‘Monitor !!’. Your jacket having folds -’Dress !!’. Artist shifting to van - ‘Security !!’ …. But .. nothing for the actor to perform !! Thank God ! Soon put us out of job !
In all a most conducive administrative corporate feel at shootings these days ! Unlike what we had some years ago, where everything seemed home grown.
Sleep has some remarkable benefits. One of them being that having got back home early and taken a nap, I now find myself less inclined to get to bed, even though I had hoped to be in it by the hour of 10 ! And its nearing past midnight ! But then had opportunity to read through the responses with greater alacrity. To digest the moods and the respective words of a variety of individuals. Some are brief, almost dismissive, polite and respectful yes, but brief. Others come across with details of the day they spent. Some with their issues of the day, their associations and reactions to some of what others say. There is the analyst too, that dissects each and every word and thought put across and gives it legitimacy. There are poets and sooth sayers. Poets that compose some of the most lucid writings and sooth sayers that predict results of games, box office fate and more …
Delightful all of it. Its the spice of life. And never is there a day when the importance of the platform as a wonderful element of togetherness missed out. I feel humbled and blessed when such expression takes shape. In a world that is determined to take people apart, we here make every effort to remain together. To build, hold hands, share, give, express. To expand to other vocations that would link us even further and stronger. Its like spreading that very delicate sheet to its maximum without a tear or blemish. To show how capable we are in doing so despite grave concerns by others of it being of no consequence. Those that fated its burial are themselves buried in the success of our venture. We never willed it so and neither shall we ever. But life commits deeds that brings parity and poetic justice. And when it does we must remember that to gloat on it would be most destructive. Not to the other, but to ourselves. We must remain pure and dignified and of value. We must know of it and not be told or instructed of it. Our own assessments are the most important and most cogent. And only we have the gift of doing so. I must know when I have done well and know too when I shall fail. I shall acknowledge the assessment of the other, but not fall prey to his rank of importance, irrespective of how complimentary it may be.
It is the easiest to follow the impressions of those that call upon you to impress. But we must know within us what worth we carry. That really is the truth. That really is what shall build our faith and strength.
What you shall build individually shall remain eternal. That and only that shall stand you in good stead !
My love for all as powerful and endearing as ever …
Jalsa , Mumbai Mar 20, 2011 Sun 11 : 30 PM
Amidst the frenzy of colors and the enthusiasm of Holi revelers on the street, a quiet family restricted celebration, stunted due to certain factors personal in nature, at Jalsa. Normally its at Prateeksha and in its vastness and large open house gaiety. The guests, the entertainment by various folk bands, the dancing in free abandon, the thandai and the gujiya, the gulal and tub full of wet colors, the long hours of celebration right till the evening hours, a meeting of friends, of happiness and joy and unrecognizable faces from the barrage of colors thrown about you. Such a delight to have guests over and to find them in celebration along with us. Not this year but with God’s grace next year, ‘will make it large’ ! To borrow a line from the incessant ad’s., that pelt us during the game on television.
The game !!?? World Cup cricket ! India vs West Indies and we win convincingly, when all hope had been given up by me and the others. And then another game - football in London, the League match. Chelsea vs ManCity and we win again … Chelsea that is !!
And … its a day of another celebration … Jasmine Jaywant celebrates her birthday today and we all wish this very constant and engaging EF, the very best. May you have a wonderful day Jasmine and may each day replicate itself eternally ! Happy Birthday !!
As I sit back and watch the kids enjoy their little moment of festive participation I marvel at the variety of festive and religious celebrations that we possess here in our country. And I wonder if other nations have similar occasions too. And I wonder then if they do not, why we are the ones that have them. Apart from the significance of the time of year, in this case the time when the crop is cut and there is hope and expectation of its bounty, the timings of most such celebrations have a similarity in dates with many other religious celebrations in other parts of the world and regions. A full moon celebration in India, a Buddhist festive religious day in Sri Lanka, a St Patrick’s day in Ireland, a new year in Iran and another festivity in Russia …
And I wonder … those saints and thinkers and men of great divinity, must have been exalted beings of exceptional quality. Which is why they were and are revered as God’s. Any scripture that one reads contains the most elegant and ultimate thought process. A process that cannot possibly be the product of humans. They had to be Gods to be able to have written and preached what they believed in, in such detailed and exhaustive a manner. Any wonder then that those that followed them and have brought their legacy to our everyday life and living, must have been of a much superior existence.
From the construct of belief to the process of it, was all so scientifically worked out that we follow those traits centuries past to this day and carry it forward to our progeny. I watch the Muslim in prayer duringnamaz and observe the particular manner in which they sit in prayer - sitting upon bended knees - and I believe that it is a posture that is prescribed in yoga, to be of immense consequence for the digestive system of the body. A discipline of prayer, but also beneficial for health ! I see the Pakistan cricket team playing in the World Cup and during the drinks break observe that each one of the players that picks up his drink of water or Gatorade, sits down on the ground on one knee bend and then and only then, drinks his water or his juice. And I link this with what Fatima from SAf observes when she sees Amla, that great player in their team, perform similar act, even though other members of the team do not. They not being Muslim. And Fatima educates me that it is an Islam dictat to sit and drink your liquids. Something that I now remember my Mother, and I am sure many Mother’s, used to tell their children to observe. ” Baith ke pani piyo !”
There must indeed be some science in it. Fine. But to find it being incorporated so many moons ago, indicates to us the value and the almost celestial bearing of those that brought it into practice. The reverence then to it had to be adhered to.
In closing then a little something that I received on my Twitter. Its for the festival of Holi and its in Punjabi. So those that can understand it, do please translate it for the others. Though I am certain it will never have the same flavor -
Happy holi .. happy holi .. happy holi .. thaaaaaa !
Bande da scooter jake khambe naal vajeyaa !
Kinni vaari keya tennu .. Happy, holi chalaa !!!
Thought it was really funny ! Happy Holi and love to all … and birthday wishes again to Jasmine Jaywant for March 20th !