Phase 7- The presentation
It was a bright cheerful morning. Atleast to Boss, who appeared in his new friday dressing, neatly scrubbed and drenched in cologne. All set to dazzle the discerning DIPians. I sat in the navigator seat feeling small in his extra large SUV, clinging on to the delusions of the Gowrnamentu, specially designed [...]
Mr Big B, Khush toh nahin hai hum
(This is a very old post of mine, that suddenly went missing from my blog. After a lot of searching…..I have unearthed it from somewhere. I cannot backdate it, and so I have no other alternative than post it right up here. Read it, if you already haven’t.)
Mr Amitabh,
Give me the real Bachchan.
I admit that [...]
Gowrnamentu adutising-part 3
Phase 5 – The Brief
After two grueling days, I returned from Vidhana Soudha with my own understanding of the statutory warning inscribed on the building ”Government’s work is God’s work”. But I always doubted if they had misspelt GOD.
I got back to the agency with a feeling of triumph. The receptionist failed to see the glint [...]
Gowrnamentu adutising-part 1
I have reached a stage now, where I can say ‘back then, in our days, it was so much tougher’. Well read my side of the story, then you’ll agree that I am well within my rights to claim that.
With the same embarrassing dreams and stars in my eyes, I set foot into advertising with [...]
Halli daariyalli….evening hothinalli
It happens often. And it can drive you crazy. Atleast it happens to me. You suddenly remember a song, and then you want it badly. So badly that it can drive you insane.
It happened to me again.
From somewhere out of the blue, an old kannada song called ‘halli daariyalli’, started to haunt me. A song [...]
To hell and back-The final post
We took the turn that the hunters prescribed. A narrow opening just before the first bridge. The hunters had put it across very mildly.
It was not a turn. It was an incline that was almost 90 degrees. Like 89 or 88 maybe. Ok not less than 87 for sure.
Even Jackie Chan would have used a [...]
To hell and back-Part 4
Finally, we were in Yedakumeri. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to express that feeling. So in the interest of finishing this story, I’ll just skip that part.
The damn rail tracks finally ended. So we were finally relieved of our shameful position. After a long time we held our heads high and looked around.
It [...]
To hell and back – Part 3
The day ended exactly like the way it had started. Seven of us huddling in darkness.
Atleast, we all remembered to carry torches. Except Guru, since he was already on a path of enlightenment to his professor’s house. Bonda carried a pen torch that was enough to light up a button hole. Neil had a torch [...]
To hell and back – Part 2
We waited for the sun to dawn upon us along with a few ideas. The setting that seemed spooky all this while, turned harmless in daytime. It was just an ordinary road in the middle of trees. Even the background score changed appropriately from frogs/ crickets to birds chirping. Probably, the overpopulated trees were stopping [...]
To hell and back – Part 1
A decade has gone by. Everyone must have been through one harrowing trip in their lifetime. Well, this is mine.
A trek to Yedakumeri by Seven of us. This trip is a tribute to whoever coined the term lucky 7. Of course, the only proof of luck is that we returned alive, without killing each other.
Jeeva, [...]
