Friday, April 20, 2012
Last evening, Amitabh Bachchan was honoured with yet another award. But that was not why Prasanna D Zore came back impressed.
Dear Mr Bachchan,
I want to thank you today, but not because you have played a stellar role in helping eradicate the scourge of polio from India.
It is true that the millions of parents who heeded your advice to give their infants do boond zindagi ki (two precious drops of the polio vaccine) cannot thank you enough. In recognition of your contribution, the Rotary Foundation honoured you as Polio Eradication Champion on April 19, which also happens to be the birthday of one of its founders, Paul Harris.
I am expressing my gratitude to you today for mentioning the unmentionable. Something that speaker after august speaker chose not to mention, even as they showered praise upon you for being the mascot of India's polio eradication drive.
One is not saying it was intentional.
It is quite possible they were so overwhelmed by the occasion, and by your presence, that they forgot to mention the stellar role played by thousands of unknown, unseen, unheard of individuals in the battle against polio. But then, they didn't fail to mention the generous monetary contributions made by some individuals to help fight polio.
Money does play a huge and beneficial role when it comes to fighting debilitating diseases; these donors must be commended for their generosity. But so must the army of people who take these vaccines to children in India's jungles, mountains and hostile environs.
Thank you so much, Mr Bachchan, for bringing it to the notice of the world, and to the elite gathering you addressed yesterday, that the feat of having just one polio case in the last 15 months wouldn't have been possible without the diligent effort put in by the hundreds and thousands of men and women who toil through the length and breadth of India to administer those two precious drops of life.
Thank you, Mr Bachchan, for sparing a thought for these unknown, unseen, unheard of souls.
Thank you for being the voice of the voiceless.
Thank you for giving due to those who are not as omnipresent as you are, but deserve to be equally commended.
This is how you praised their effort, all the while humbly underplaying your own contribution. Thank you so much for that.
I must say that I am least deserving of (this honour)... but I feel that it is not just one person's contribution. There have been many workers who have gone onsite to villages, to rural areas and have insisted that this campaign be followed through. So I want to applaud those workers that have gone out on the field... (Watch Amitabh Bachchan's speech ).
When Amitabh Bachchan speaks, the world listens. And records. And plays it again on again on the airwaves. The message reaches the target.
And that is why, I thank you, for not getting overwhelmed by those words of praise and sher-o-shayris (poetic eulogies) when you rose to accept the honour.
It takes a real hero to stand committed to a cause, play an important role and yet attribute it to a collective effort. Your words, when they reach these toiling health workers, will go a long way in fulfilling your wish of not seeing a polio case not just in 15 months but for ages to come.
You, Mr Bachchan, are really a champion.
Prasanna D Zore
Monday, April 16, 2012
Amidst the controversies revolving around the remake of Amitabh Bachchan starrer Zanjeer (1973), producer Amit Mehra says he has taken the blessings of the film’s writers — Salim Khan and Javed Akhtar.
The remake, scheduled to star Telugu star Chiranjeevi’s son Ram Charan opposite Priyanka Chopra has been in the news regarding copyright and royalty issues. Both writers of the original film had expressed displeasure over the remake.
But Amit says he has sought and been granted their permission now. “We have bought the rights of Zanjeer from my father, Prakash Mehra's, production company. I have met both (Khan and Akhtar) of them to take their blessings. They are special people,” Amit adds.
His father had produced and directed the original ‘angry young man’ flick.
The action thriller’s screenplay and dialogue were co-written by Akhtar and Khan. “This is my first film and I wanted to make Zanjeer, as it was a superhit... Also, I am emotionally connected to it,” Amit says.
The veteran writers had reportedly asked for a substantial sum of money if the filmmakers wanted to re-interpret their original script on celluloid. When asked, Amit says, “I don’t know all this. I am meeting them again, and hopefully, everything will be fine. But the remake will be made. I did not ask them f or anything. Salim uncle gave me his blessings,” says Amit.
It was one of his career-defining films. And would you grudge him the curiosity to check out what Version 2.0 of Zanjeer is looking like? At Film City on Sunday Amitabh-Vijay Bachchan decided to say hello to Ram Charan, who is reprising his role as the angry young man in Apoorva Lakhia's remake of Zanjeer. And we learnt about the meeting from phone status updates of a crewmember.
It so happened that Bachchan was shooting for a commercial at the Film City when he heard about Lakhia's shoot happening next doors. And he called him up. Lakhia, who is a friend of the Bachchans, took Ram Charan to meet him.
The trio then chatted for a while. Bachchan asked Ram Charan about the sequence they were picturising and was told that it was the one where Vijay Khanna comes back to his house and there are goons in his bathroom who attack him. The veteran actor, we can tell you, immediately sat up and quizzed the young actor about how exactly were they planning to execute it when Ram Charan quickly pointed out that the sequence has been changed from his house to a five star hotel.
An eye-witness present at the venue informed Mirror that though Bachchan was extremely warm towards the young actor, whose father has been his friend for years, Ram Charan was suitable tongue-tied and a tad overwhelmed in his presence.
The meeting ended with much hugging and touching the feet, and Ram Charan and Lakhia immediately let the virtual world know about their close encounter of the different kind. Ram Charan remained unavailable for comment and was busy tweeting about his encounter with the Big B.
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 14/15 , 2012 Sat/Sun 1 : 09 AM
There are days when I often wonder whether it is a good thought to write whatever I go through, or what transpires in my day … but then better sense prevails and we touch bottom. There would be many among not just you but also the hungry media that would be anxious to get something out of my Blog to flog. The flogging not from my Ef, but the media yes. They get it all free wrapped in the finest packaging material, without effort. And this dissuades me from giving too much detail. One innocent tweet about the visit to the doctor saw an entire fleet of vans from the media collecting outside Jalsa and worse, following me to the hospital – this not too far away from the media decision to keep away from Hospitals, to allow a sense of privacy to a suffering patient. In most Western medical models, it is forbidden under oath to release the nature of illness to even a member of the family without consent. Guess the media here has a lot to learn before it is brought into practice … a lot !!
They say your mystique is lost because of your communication so often into the cyber and into the space which hitherto had been reserved and confidential and private. And I say to them, at 70 do you really think anyone cares about your mystique !! Its done and over with. But without sharing it, now that we have built such a strong family, would be a grave injustice.
So I refrain. Refrain to avoid hurting sentiments, giving where it is not supposed to be given and sharing that which could have a universal approval than one that delves into a world that cemented in privacy. Some how, what appears on the news print seems to carry even in its limited circulation, at times, much more effect than say, a Twitter account that has 25 lakh or 2.5 million followers ! I cannot pin point what it is, but fact remains that the news paper has through the years and ages become a writing on stone ; one that can never be washed away. Its credibility its believing, its integrity gets appropriate attention and becomes a point of reference. So valuable is its contribution. Yes there shall be aberrations and faults, but who isn’t ? We all have short comings and defeats.
I may be in direct communication with that avid reader through the cyber space given to me, but in the end it is always that tried and tested formula that works.
I have often wondered why there is such a strong bond between the media and its allies and competitors. They never bring another media down. They never at times even mention the name of the other media conglomerate. This is astounding and special at the same time. It must be said then that their code of conduct does indeed follow certain principles of the craft, and that is an unwritten promise that follows instructions from not just the speakers on the occasion, but among the people themselves that have been involved in the treatment. This is a remarkable achievement. Humans are incapable of doing this at times. Not at times, but not all the time either !!
The window shutters shook involuntarily in the morning hour and I was beginning to shout instructions to the people working on the terrace to stop this for a while, when it dawned that this was an earthquake, so I quickly tweeted the word for all to take care and precaution. They come now far too often and if this is the harbinger for things to come – say the end of the World in November 2012 – then it needs further attention.
End of the world in 2012 ?!! Wonder when it happens what it shall be like. A friend tweeted the best one on this -
” If the world is coming to an end by November 2012, just remind me, so I can stop dieting !!!! Really funny I thought.
Some medical procedures were done today in Hospital too on me, to check the condition of my stomach, but other than what was being revealed already there was nothing fresh to be done, though there are several matters that will need to be addressed. But, away from all the morbid descriptions and on to the night …
Sweet dreams, happy smiles and me ..
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 12, 2012 Thu 11 : 14 PM
There are times when one needs to resolve whether it is going to bring you down or you shall overcome it by sheer will. Most would prefer the latter, and many that sit on judgement would expect that from someone like me too. Sometimes it becomes inevitable that those whom you admire or show fondness to, are the ones that seem to be devoid of any shortcomings. Many a time there are matters which defy resolve, but in the eyes of the follower seem to be coming along quite naturally, and with effect. This is one of the greatest fallacies of humanity. The admired live normal, talk and behave normal and are in fact normal. Put on a pedestal for deeds that come with professional tags, does not give freedom to believe that they are beyond human flailing. They are. They are weak and uncertain, with fault and misgivings. Perfection may be their professional aim, but are far away from any test laid down by others.
I may be engulfed by negativity, hypothetically, of my own doing. That will not absolve me of wrong doing, or severe punishment. The law of the land in a civil society that lives within the tenets of freedom, shall always be supreme. If justice were to be excluded, then we are in wrong hands – at least in a polity that clammers for a democratically, free society. And this irrespective of who or what I may be.
It is hateful by me when reference is made on issues as follows : Ah ! But you are Mr B sir, what issues or problems can you possibly have that will not get resolved.
WRONG !! I am another citizen. What rights are given to others is given to me. What rules and regulations and articles of constitution are for the others, prevail for me as well. I stand in queue at airports or entrances to events. I am driven past many that follow regulation by managers of the location, feigning urgency or emergency. This is not correct. I can read through them and abide by the dictat. Others make way, perhaps out of respect. I am humbled, but not enough to side line the rule. Some who consider smartness on such moments to be a qualification, look at me cynically and make comment. ” Stop trying to pretend by humility !” or ” we have had enough of your self deprecation, it is time you changed and became real “.
Had enough of my self deprecation ? Who are you to pass ruling on character ? It is just an excuse for you to have the liberty to make comment on, by saying ‘he is an arrogant old fool’, when I change my stance or position. That is all, that is its value. Had enough of my self deprecation ?? Are you going to decide how I should conduct myself. I have spent 42 years with my conduct professionally and 70 years of it with my age. Get first, to just 1 year of my profession and 7 years of my age in life, before embarking upon a holier than thou, unfounded, gender bended opinion !!
My happiness and pain and my accomplishment does not need your degraded yellowed ink. One shall always remain a master of ones own being … unless of course he or she is some divinity, for then even I or any other like me, would be unable to assist you in achieving what you set out to be – God !
There are many symbolic God’s on this planet. Choose to be one of them, before self appointing yourself in that coveted chair ..
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 11/12 , 2012 Wed/Thu 12 : 46 AM
What does one know of oneself ? Knowing it shall suffice in not knowing any other. We spend anxious hours in knowing another, when it is we that must know us. Others can sit and stand beside in front or behind, but if they cannot walk like you, they may well prefer to be stationary.
The judgement of another about myself is the realisation of what I convey. What never does get conveyed, shall be victorious in another mind ; perhaps not mine own ..
What pain and grief and sorrow and divinity and joy belonging to me shall convey, is immaterial to another. Sympathies are the weakest expression of togetherness. What good shall it bring to another ? A justification of one’s sympathy shown shall be at most an obligation, that the two shall fulfill. But at times, the burden of this obligation comes at moments when it measures heavy. Will the tear that flows from the other’s eye ever be able to flow from mine ?
Let us then be assured in belief that the path that we walk, shall be one where each traveller is by itself, where till eternity we shall never succeed in sharing our sorrows ever !!
‘doosaron ki vedna mein vedna jo hai dikhaata, vedna se mukti ka nij harsh kewal vo chipaata …’
He that shows his grief, his sorrow to another’s grief, merely hides the joy of he himself being free from such sorrow ..
These are the expressions of a poet, my Father, during his period of immense sorrow in his disposition and his life. It was also the verse he recited at his friends place where he met my Mother for the first time. When the recitation ended, they decided to be man and wife for the rest of their lives …
The tale is old and perhaps being replayed. But its cynicism and the strength of its pouring did have the energy to bring two absolute unknowns, from extreme different backgrounds, faiths, distances and up bringing, to meet quite by accident, to become providentially, man and his better half !
I already have better half, as do many that visit us, but universality of words cannot become the domain and property of one single individual ..
I share because I care ..
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 10 , 2012 Tue 10 : 31 PM
The morning dawns alarming bells, to struggle out, in splashing face
Be on with notes and writing color, drive out to then without a trace,
Of waiting men and chasing cars, towards bilingual screen to grace
Voices above the normal spoken, in comfort in silence and in place …
Back then to house of celebration, wonder and orange in bottled capacity
To mark to outline to avail technology, in time in time to near facility .
Despite the hospitality of care, incessant following, audacious audacity
Respite respect of personal medicinal, none at all – a righteous pity !
Images black and white tunnelled sphere, warming contrasts through needled gear
Pumping injectable bursting vein, immediate swelling bringing concerned fear.
Bandaged crepe to keep it down, too many cooks that stand and lear
Hushed discussions upon screen and screen, manual conclusions perhaps to hear.
Restrictions now imposed upon, there is some frown some lists abound,
The many airborne waves do speak, to ask on flight or run aground.
Silence is that silence does, where to and from and where they hound,
Too many asked, too many to give, how many upped and what that was found.
Brightest yellow, red blue on green, a venue visited in college teen ,
Attraction grows since ordered stationary, what next, what new, what is has been.
Why this departure from volume and length, why matching words without a sheen,
It is my choice, my will regard, keen lean mean to ever wean ….
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 8/9 , 2012 Sun/Mon 1 : 42 AM
To Sharmila on her birthday on the 9th of April, greetings and our wishes for a most wonderful year and years to come. Remain well and healthy and content. And with smile ! Love
The magnificence of an achievement fulfilled to perfection .. the thrill of the patrons that adorn it .. and the eventual victory of the participants .. is a heady mixture ! To realize it and to be a part of it, even more so.
For quite some time now one has been hearing talk of a facility for the game of cricket at Pune and the immense time being spent in its concept and preparation. Tonight at its inauguration one witnessed the quality of its presence and the impressive completion of a dream, promised and executed as promised.
The Subroto Roy Sahara Stadium at Pune, or to be precise near Pune, or on the outskirts of Pune was a sight to behold. Modern, hi tech and a most apt mixture of man and machine, art and technology. A true emblem which would make the country most proud.
As one drove out from Jalsa on a Sunday afternoon, the heat not withstanding, one could sense the traffic easing out, but determined to get back to us as time flew by. Traffic in Mumbai is at most times, a night mare. I do understand that it is a fairly common topic for most other cities and countries, but here in Mumbai it is an exhibition of massive time consuming proportions. One could be sitting minutes away from final destination and not be moving for hours. In a rush, it is wiser to take a short walk or pinch a passing bike, request for his helmet to camouflage the face and zoom off to destination in time. I do not think that the traffic is bad. I do not also think that the traffic police does a bad job of it, in such situations. But I do believe that the lack of road and driving skill or routine, that needs must be followed as per the training required for a license, is missing.
Driving inside the city is entirely different to driving on a highway. And using the same yardstick for both facilities results in either a bad accident, or a bad jam that jars. Looking at some of the way people drive their cars in the city and on the highway, I could safely say that were I or any official designated to test drive would have a nightmare staring at them most rigidly ! And so I believe that when the basics are wrong, and wrong by huge margins, there shll never be an apt solution for congested traffic.
In life then much like in driving a vehicle in a crowded city, one must entail the basics to be correct and ably followed. Ignored or not put to the right use, can cause immeasurable damage. It is disturbing and most frustrating to see and experience this phenomena each day, when initial grounding falls short. One may possess the best brains in the business, but I can say with utmost humility, that if your base is incorrect, the buildings and edifices that one desires to build, shall fall at the slightest test.
There are many that argue that the pursuance of this factor may not be necessary or essential. And they would quote many an example to justify such feature. Yes there have been exceptions. Men and women of great genius, who have through some extreme gift of nature not needed the grounding that we talk of. Blessed are they that are gifted and secure in their functioning. But the world is not filled with genius at every step. The world is filled with opportunity, an opportunity for those that can through resolve and perseverance of study, accomplish great feats.
The resolve of perseverance and study has never betrayed mortals. It may have taken time, a great deal of time maybe, but eventually it has sprung results of immense proportion.
Many show wonder at the fact that even at this late stage I tend to exercise my abilities of rehearsal. So what is wrong with that. They marvel and applaud those that perform instinctively, and continue to surprise us and others by giving different facets of the same situation without any study at all. For me then, they are craftsmen of exception. My position along with them is untenable. They are superior and any comparison should be avoided or kept at bay. For me what matters is what I was able to give in performance ; what I was able to leave behind of some worth for posterity. How I got there is not the subject of their knowing, for, in the first place, that is not what they came to see. They came to see a product, to either like it or reject it. Yes if they were to be a part of a study, an analysis on the craft then I would be up for debate, not otherwise. When the Beatles ran a tape backwards quite by accident and discovered that what they heard was worthy of being constructed into a song, they held on to the technique or accidental discovery and recorded a song which became one of their most popular numbers. We loved the song, sang it, played it again and again, shared it at parties and with friends, and enjoyed its presence. Would I have enjoyed it less if it was given to me how it was prepared ? Difficult to agree upon !! Or maybe not. Who can tell? Would lyrics of a song written in the peace and solitude of a beach front, matter if it was written on a running train, I wonder !! I would imagine that I would first get attracted to the song and then if I was to find out later, much later how it was done, I may like it even more … !!
The ability to create a base then does not bother. I need it. Others may not. God bless them. I am inferior then and shall remain so. So what ?
My love to all … and my love as ever …
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Jalsa , Mumbai Apr 5 , 2012 Thu 11:15 PM
During the visit to Chennai on meeting the CSK team and Dhoni and Raina and all the heroes was such a delight. Rajnikanth coming over to the room for a chat another delight. Then to be taking the cricket oath for the Captains and so humbled in meeting all of them back stage – Rahul Dravid and Sehwag and Saurav Ganguly. I really must have done some good to receive such opportunity to be in the presence of these greats. And always something to learn from each meeting – the way they conduct their lives, their views on important issues, what troubles them, what excites them.
I say all this because I feel sometimes in our busy profession we never spend enough time in pursuing these aspects of life too – meeting and just listening to others. Its a grave fallacy that celebrities have all the answers to all the issues. They do not. And the sooner they realize this the better. And may I say this that there is something to learn from everyone, irrespective of where they stand or who they are. Sometimes the most complex of matters can get the simplest of solutions from some of the most unexpected quarters. Open your mind then to those that perhaps seem inadequate … you will be surprised how much we do not know, and how much we ought to.
Its up at 6 am tomorrow morning – dub for the Gujarat Tourism Campaign second round. And while on the topic, the Department informs me of some rather flattering achievements that have been recognized by an International community. Here it from them then :
You will be glad to know that Gujarat has been awarded “Best Emerging Tourism Destination” by Pacific Area Travel Writers Association (PATWA) recently at Berlin. Also Lonely Planet has categorised Kutch as the 3rd best ‘unsung destination’ in the world. All because of our campaign and your efforts.’
And the organization that acknowledges social work for a cause, will honor yours truly for the work done as UNICEF ambassador for the fight against Polio, which as you know has had some rather encouraging achievements. For an entire year there has been no case of Polio reported in the country for the first time since the campaign began for the fight. That is fantastic for a country plagued with the disease for years. A gentle pat on the back if I may. There is more to come, and when it does I shall inform. Its for another cause that I have worked on individually. A most rewarding experience.
Meeting people does have its effect and it would be wrong for me to express that all that one does in life for issues other than for oneself can all come from sheer individual thought. It does not. Somewhere, a word a feeling expressed moves you, and you go ahead and do what you feel must be done. Do it and do it quietly, its the most rewarding experience. Trust me …
Love and more