There is a recent ad campaign by Frito-Lay in which some of our cricketers are seen invading the kitchen while the chefs and Lakshmi Bai are seen running on the cricket ground and making a fool of themselves. Ever wondered why the chef was unable to successfully don the role of a wicket-keeper even as our star cricketers succeeded in creating the best wafers for which we will shell out our moolah and contribute to PepsiCo's expansion plans in the snacks industry (yes, the company has formed a separate entity to tap the unorganised snacks market of India)? Well at least I was disappointed at my level of competency when my roommate commented at high tea, "Chai me cheeni kam nahi hai?"
Moreover, even models will be out of job pretty soon if the trend of film stars featuring in ad campaigns continues. I was discussing with my neighbor the other night how Salman Khan managed to become such a hit in Bollywood. The humorous padosi quips with twisted lips, "Revital, jeeyo jee bhar ke."
Furthermore, I recently read our one and only Chetan Bhagat's "Revolution 2020." Of course, I did not waste money on buying it, would rather buy a couple of beers! Anyways, I was amused at how the ex-IITian and an IIM alumnus tortured me for about ten straight hours. And I did not have the courage to criticize him even in my heart. After all, he is a product of the best engineering and management schools of our country. So what if the novel ended up in presenting a sorry figure of the author (as reflected in the protagonist's story)? However, I can now proudly say that I have read the "biggest selling English language novelist in India's history" and it will also reflect that I read the The New York Times! I surely have the liberty to now look down upon anyone who hasn't read more than two novels of Mr Bhagat (the other one that I had read was One Night At Call Center, I wish I also have the liberty to freely use abusive words like Mr Bhagat's characters).
Anyways, I thought about all this for a while and then convinced myself that mine is a case of grapes gone sour. Since I am a nobody I want a a little bit of what celebrities have by merely criticising them! But I do resolve to nurture my talents and make some chips and write some books and fool you right in your drawing room someday! I wish I learn to make overlapping Venn diagrams. Booby sir (my math teacher, his name is actually Bobby but we would pronounce it bOOby)...I am coming!!!
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