• I have always been tickled by the fact that my birthday  is a public holiday in the US ( mainly because I share it with Abraham Lincoln).  It is this fact that makes me an admirer of Lincoln and all things Lincoln. So much so that the one birthday I was in Washington DC I actually went to  Ford’s Theatre, watched a pretty dismal performance of a Lincoln impersonater and saw the room in which he breathed his last at the Peterson House across the street. Like all myths, this became a sad reality and in hindsight, I would have much rather left it in the realms of my imagination rather than have the myth exposed.

    But like all humans, I don’t seem to learn from my follies and thought that I should see “Lincoln” the new movie now playing at PVR Cinema on the 12th. However, I believe that no movie is worth more than a hundred bucks and the only day I could catch this show on was today, I decided to go today with Anna Shetty in tow.

    Well, I must say I was terribly, terribly disappointed by this movie which should have been named “The Thirteenth Amendment” rather than the misleading “Lincoln”  The film produced by Steven Spielberg had a brilliant portrayal of Lincoln by Daniel Day Lewis and  Sally Field as a neurotic Mary Todd but overall I was shocked at the horse trading and blatant purchase of votes that went behind this Constitutional Amendment. I always imagined the American Democracy to be above and beyond such crass practices that I thought abounded only in banana republics. Obviously I was wrong.

    Had I known that the movie centred around a four month period of his presidency, I wouldn’t even have spent the three hours and Rs.100 watching a film that was at times boring and confusing to a person with a faint acquaintance with American history.

    Thank God for the Madagascar Gelato we had at the end!

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  • Night after night Hubby dear is busy surfing channels only to find Barkha Dutt, Rajdeep Sardesai, Sonia Singh and the ultimate Chief Justice of India Mr. Arnav Goswami ask various panelists their opinion on several matters of political and social importance. Like everything in life, the topics are seasonal. Last December, the favour of the month was rape; currently it is the hanging of Afzal Guru and I can see the Helicopter scandal slowly getting ready to fly off the tv screen and occupy centre screening space.

    Night after night these TV anchors debate issues with predictable panelists till I actually begin to get a headache with the constant bickering, one up manship and shoddy arguments put forth vociferously  with scant heed to politeness and basic civility. But what really amazes me is how this form of
    Journalism can be remotely called entertaining and least of all, does it have any bearing on government policy? Arnav , particularly puts forth impassioned pleas asking, nay demanding, answers on behalf of the tax paying citizens of India, but I ask you, Arnav Goswami,does any one in Government even watch your show? Can you prove even once how your uncovering a story has brought forth any kind of social reform?

    Sadly, these so called provocative shows are mere slanging matches which serve no purpose other than providing a platform for some noisy haranguing.

  • A disappointing festival

    With Anna Shetty embarking on her fourth day of “doing nothing”, we decided to go to the Kala Ghoda Festival. Started out as a platform for art and culture, this fair has gradually deteriorated into one big Indian bazaar and like all Indian bazaars was crowded and noisy. The theme for this year’s festival seems to be “Recycling” but most of the exhibits were sadly depressing and ugly.

    With heightened security we had to pass through metal detectors
    and walked into the enclosure behind thinking that we’d be searched.
    Surprisingly enough it was occupied by three women constables lounging
    lethargically on the ground!
    This installation made of corrugated cardboard had several people sitting
     on the furniture made out of cardboard

    The unusual traffic near the University should have alerted us to the big mess that lay ahead but nothing prepared us for the crowds on a Friday afternoon!

    It really seemed as though the entire city was out on the road.

    Most people were busy taking photographs, posing with the installations or indulging in that other Great Indian Pass time – eating at the numerous stalls.

    The answer to combat pollution? Not if you have to travel on crowded roads, competing with
    undisciplined traffic, buses that have licence to kill  and countless pot holes!
    A stall selling book marks for kids.
    Honestly, which kid reads these days?
    This stall selling indegenious wooden toys
     which can ordinarily bought at the Museum’s Shop

    I loved this installation of crawling ants
    made out of old motorcycles

    A troupe of folk artists entertaining a disinterested crowd

    An installation of the quintessential Bombaywallah:
    the Dabbawallah towering above the crowd
    A stall selling beaded belts and other accessories
    An installation of a woman’s world. I loved the funky stuff.

    A stall from andhra Pradesh selling leather puppets

    An interesting skull made out of motherboards and other computer accessories

    A hammock made out of bundles of newspaper
    A stall from Chennapatam selling traditionally made wooden articles with a modern twist.

    Part of the “Radical Garden” , an installation in the  car park, capturing yet
    another ugly aspect of Mumbai’s Gardens

    Some more recycled stuff and even more ugliness.
    This time with a high creepy  factor included

    The Great Indian Bull

    And finally – the cops. Ironically there were so many of them around
     just  on a day which lamented of the poor ratio of cops to the general public!
    The Queen’s Necklace Tetrapods and all

    All in all, like every year, this festival too is much ado about nothing!

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