The Bollywood Bazaar

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Behind the glamour and glitz of Bollywood is the Hindi film industry. It churns out 350-400 films a year. Most go unnoticed and do not recover their costs. Some quality movies get very limited releases but then hopefully a fresh lease of life on the streaming OTT platforms. A few do well in the C & D centres. A significant data point is that there are only 6,700 single screens + around 2,400 multiplex screens in India for 1,600+ films a year, compared to the 40,000 in the US and 55,000 in China.

With the Mumbai film world also in a lockdown, let’s look at how the real business works. Brush aside the myths and make-believe narrative about the mega-stars and the celebrity film makers. After all, these are tales spun by PR agents, TV anchors, critics and trade people on their pay-roll. Social media facilitators take the hype and hero-worship to another level.

Glorify, hype, manipulate, seduce, deflect, misinform are all tricks of the trade. Add snuff- out competition.

The big production houses, superstars, media outlets and the social media apparatus have together created powerful cabals which dominate B-Town.

Let’s look at some real numbers. Sushant Singh Rajput’s Chhichhore grossed ₹ 200+ crore last year on a budget of ₹ 45 crore. It managed to get a 1200 screen release in September last year and the audience lapped up the content. Uri-the Surgical Strike, with Vicky (who??) Kaushal in the lead, garnered ₹ 245 crore in domestic collections alone, on a budget of ₹ 25 crore only.  Again a 1200 screen opening. A smash hit, wouldn’t you say. The chatter media has largely kept quiet, even played it down.

Salman bhai’s magnum opus Bharat, has a 2,000 plus screen grand release. Just touches ₹ 200 crore with inflated ticket prices at the multiplexes. Production costs are touted at ₹ 80 crore. But it is the time to go ga-ga. This is the tried and tested formula for Mr BO. His films come out on a major festival which along with week-end gives it a 7 day free run with no competition to speak off. His die-hard fans plus the holiday mood kicks in. All the moolah is raked in over the first week. Then it is all down-hill.  The average cine-goer forgets the movie as soon as he/she steps out of the theatre. Tubelight and Dabangg 3 have flickered briefly and flopped. No industry insider dares to say so. The Sultan continues to walk with a swag.

Take the case of King Khan. A disappointing run for the last 6-7 years but his stardom has not dimmed. A few average movies and some big duds. Remember Zero. Fades in comparison to Kamal Hassan’s Appu Raja and AB’s Paa. A critic for a leading paper panned it with a 1 star rating. But couldn’t resist saying that it was not worthy of the SRK talent. I naively thought that he had the clout to command scripts, choose directors and co-stars… In fact the works. Mainstream actors like Matt Damon and Tom Hanks use their stardom to get better projects and quality content. Jab Harry met Sejal was a disaster. The critic in another leading English paper drooled, “SRK is like old wine. The more he matures, the better he romances.” Are these guys made of Teflon? Nothing sticks to them. Is it too much to hope for a Swades again!!!

You can now see why we wallow in such mediocrity. The eco-system pampers the stars and the so-called show-men. There is no reality check. The camp culture keeps them in a comfort zone. They have become lazy and repetitive and are taking all of us for granted.

Only politicians and movie stars get away with such trash in India. A 2 time world cup winning captain like Dhoni is asked if he is past his shelf life. Take another analogy. Will investors be gung-ho about a corporate which has given average or negative results over the last 12 quarters.

Let’s move on to the accomplices- like celebrity critics Rajeev Masand & Anupama Chopra, whose bias and fandom is there for all to see. Fortunately, independent You Tube reviewers and Netizens are pushing back and calling a spade a spade. Both these big names refused to review a significant film, The Tashkent Files presumably as the filmmaker is a BJP supporter.  Based on a validated expose of how from the late 50’s the KGB had infiltrated and possibly compromised people at the highest levels of the Indian government, academia, media and even the film fraternity. It was this stuff which was difficult for their ideological gut to digest. And the mystery of Shastriji’s death was too much to handle.

The A-list filmmaker, husband of one of these reviewers released Shikara on the streaming platform, billed as ‘the Untold Story of Kashmiri Pandits’. Sadly the story remains untold. The film makes little mention of the genocide, violence and rape which led to the exodus of half a million of this community from their centuries old homes. If anything, more screen time is given to justifying the cause of the militants- funded and armed by our ever friendly neighbour State.

A few more examples- Tanhaji (₹ 200 crore club) was treated by these intellectuals with some disdain. A Maratha warrior taking on the Emperor Aurangzeb. Really? Research and history be damned. Ajay Devgns third film on unsung Indian heroes may calm their nerves. It celebrates the great football coach- Syed Abdul Rahim- and the golden period of Indian football from 1952-62. I look forward to this homage to a sporting icon.

Akshay Kumar’s terrific run at the box-office is shrugged away as hyper-nationalism.  Mission Mangal, Kesari and Airlift are inspiring, true stories and make for good cinema. I recall that their take on Uri was punctuated with the word ‘Jingoism’.

Bollywood is loath to admit the superior quality of films from other regions, esp. the South and Maharashtra in recent times. More movie buffs are discovering the same on Netflix or Prime. Consider Kumbalangi Nights and Virus (Malyalam), Super-Deluxe (Tamil) or  Tumbbad (Marathi). They ooze with creativity and story-telling.

The Hindi films award shows are a farce.  Gully Boy getting ten! LOL!  An engaging film. Not an all-time classic. Think of the opportunity missed in hailing some real actors and technicians. It must be great to belong to this close-knit clique.

Their inflated egoes will never acknowledge the biggest box-office bonanzas which have been helmed at other centres. Bahubali 2 tops the India box office with a staggering ₹ 1400 crore collection. Surprise, Surprise-its Hindi version topped ₹ 570 crore. Rajnikanth’s 2.0 follows with ₹ 564 crore (multiple language release). Then Dangal with ₹ 538 crore and Bahubali – the Beginning at ₹ 516 crore. KGF (Kannada) scored a BO century on home turf itself. Sairat (Marathi) made at a modest ₹ 6-7 crore breached the historic ₹ 100 crore mark. It was immediately remade in Hindi with star kids.

Global BO numbers of Hindi films are largely driven by the Indian diaspora. Very few have made the cross-over and resonated with foreign audiences. Dangal has smashed records in China pulling in over ₹ 1,000 crore. Earlier 3 Idiots had really connected with audiences in South Korea, China, Japan & South East Asia.  Secret Superstar (made for ₹ 15 crore) had an India score of ₹ 75 crore and a China tally of ₹ 750 crore.  Andhadhun also hit the ₹ 300 crore jackpot in China. But this also is not trumpeted in the media domain.

The Bollywood kitty of the world box-office revenue of $40 billion is just under 5%.

Some earlier films to make the breakthrough were Awara & Shree 420 ( Soviet Union & China), Mughal-e-Azam,  Naya Daur,  Anand, Sholay, Deewar, Trishul, DDLJ, Lagaan, My Name is Khan…..Disco-Dancer had Russians and East Europeans dancing to its tunes. Rajni’s Muthu touched the hearts of the Japanese. Satyajit Ray’s films created a loyal, niche audience especially in Europe.

Let’s turn the clock back for another interesting take. How much would the blockbusters of yesteryears taken at the ticket counters today. An eye-opener for today’s movie nut clued into the ₹100/200/300 crore clubs instituted by the trade people. Adjusted for inflation, Sholay and Mughal-e-Azam would probably rub shoulders with Bahubali and Dangal in the ₹ 2,000 crore stratosphere. Mother India would have set the cash registers ringing for say ₹1,300 crore. Awara would be in the ₹ 1,000 crore club. Mass entertainers like Johnny Mera Naam, Amar Akbar Anthony & Disco Dancer would have crossed the ₹ 700 crore mark. To be fair, DDLJ and Hum Aapke Hain Kaun would also have pole vaulted into the ₹ 1,000 crore collection zone in today’s times. But the perspective to take here is that Raj Kapoor, Dilip Kumar and Amitabh Bachchan would have featured in the top grosser list many times over. (These are estimate numbers sourced from articles on the internet by cinephiles, journalists and pundits.)

Those were also times when this abject sycophancy did not exist. Raj Kapoor’s Mera Naam Joker was called out as a flop. In contrast SRK’s ambitious Ra-One was quietly laid to rest. In the mid-70’s itself Rajesh Khanna was being discussed as a super-star in decline. I recall reading in a popular magazine that his mannerisms had become stale. Indeed, trade papers and critics had dismissed the multi-starrer Sholay as a dud in its first week itself. They had to eat their words for the next 5 years and more.

Till the end of the seventees it was not all about the stars. Technicians were given their due. DOP’s like Dwarka Divecha and Fali Mistry were feted and lauded. Musicians and lyricists had their names on hoardings and posters. The legendary singers-Mohd Rafi & Kishore Kumar, Lata Mangeshkar & Asha Bhonsle…. could pack concert halls on their own. Today they piggyback on a star tour. Everybody had their place in the sun- the directors, character actors, editors, choreographers, production designers.

The raw business truth is that today it is the distributor and exhibitor who are taking the real risk. The star packaged product is sold out to all the 11 territories by the big production house. Plus they rake in the big bucks from the overseas markets, the music rights and deals made with other media and streaming outlets.

Finally, it is upto the audience to demand better value for money. The success of Andhadhun, Chhichhore, Uri, and Article 15 shows that there is a large and growing market for good content films. The distributors and exhibitors should wake up to the fact that this involves lesser risks and higher margins and ROI. More screens and shows is the only way for good talent to show what they are capable of.  The creative juices will then really flow in the Mumbai film world. A good story, well told, will carry the day.

The show must go on. But it is high time that we as consumers call for a more fulfilling experience.

Vodoo Magic and All That…

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This remains one of the most extraordinary experiences of my life. The memories are so vivid that even after almost 40 years I can see it unfolding before me. And I get goose bumps every time, even as I write this blog.

In deference to the quiet, decent man at the centre of this tale, I have not mentioned names of people or places. However, he feels that his unusual anecdote is worth sharing.

The story goes like this. As a new joinee, I was welcomed by the office fraternity. Just a few days later, something unusual happened. As I opened the washroom door, I heard a low moaning and whimpering sound. A young man stood looking into the mirror at the opposite end and splashing his face with water. His face was contorted. He seemed to be in anguish and pain.

I quickly walked back to my desk, unable to process what I had seen. I glanced at the wall-clock. It was a few minutes after 3pm. Just as I was about to reach out to a senior colleague, I was relieved to see Nagendra (name changed) come back to his table looking composed and normal. He was one of the typists- a quiet and sincere guy.

We were amongst the first ones to reach the office. This led to a bonding of sorts. He was very much into cricket and flying kites. We hit it off on both counts. So it was that one day I asked him about the washroom episode. He just gave a wry smile and shrugged.

A few weeks later it was peak summer and on a public holiday I was invited to his home for lunch. In those days the area was on the outskirts of the city. An independent house with a small garden and a swing in the front porch.  Nagendra opened the door as soon as he heard the front gate latch clanking.

As I entered the house, I felt an odd sensation. Just for a moment. The windows were closed and curtains drawn in the front room and a ceiling fan whirred a bit noisily.  Then I was taken into the dining room where the lunch table had already been set. I was introduced to his mother and younger sister who had laid out an elaborate feast.

My hostess was very gracious and kept serving me with various delicacies. Soon, we began talking as if we had known each other for years. They were curious about my background and family story. Nagendra’s mother was then a teacher in social sciences at a nearby secondary school. His sister was studying law and hoped to practice at the high court. Sadly the father had passed away some months back from a heart attack. Although he had BP problems, his death had come as a shock. I looked at his photo-frame on the mantelpiece with a garland and a diya burning.

At around 3 pm, it was time again for tea and snacks. As we sat on the comfortable drawing room chairs, the talk had dried up. They kept looking at the clock and stealing glances at each other and at me.

Then it happened. As the clock struck three, there was a noisy clattering from the kitchen. I got up startled but was restrained by Nagendra. This bizarre event had apparently happened earlier also. Kitchen utensils would fall from their stands and those in the wash basin would rattle. It was all over in a couple of minutes. I had earlier entered the kitchen to place my lunch plate.  This time I saw the fallen clutter of vessels.

It was then that his mother and sister told me the story. The main character kept quiet during the animated conversation. The family could trace its roots to a cluster of villages and small towns in the heart of India, some 200 kms away. A scenic area with lakes and hills and the vibrant charm of tribal culture and ethos. Growing in popularity with the local tourists. More than a year back they had gone for a traditional alliance for their son. At the engagement ceremonies they had been introduced to a half veiled but nice looking young woman who also briefly spoke like an educated person. My friend had immediately said ‘Yes’ and the preparations started. A few months later they were Man and Wife. Not quite. The wife turned out to be the elder sister who sadly was slow-witted. It came to light later that the younger sibling and her paramour- a local politician cum businessman- had planned this charade to solve the family’s problems. An angry and bewildered Nagendra and family had disowned the entire ceremony and left the new bride at her village.

The strange occurrences had started soon after. Deeply disturbed they ran for help to their large and close-knit family relations. It was around this time that the father figure suddenly passed away leaving all desolate and in deep grief. Family elders brought in a temple priest to help the distraught family. He performed a hawan to drive away the bad energies. Then came a tantric with his occult rituals and the black amulet which Nagendra had to wear on his right upper arm. The young man traversed the 15 kms to his office every day on his father’s motor cycle. He had been advised to get on the vehicle within the house gates and only get off at the basement office parking lot. No stops for any meetings or household chores on the way. Such had been his life when I met them. I was stunned.

It was a few months later that Nagendra surprised me by inviting me to tea at a famous corner tea-shop. He told me that his clan in full strength had visited the village and threatened action. The commotion had led to the Sarpanch, local civic officials and the police getting involved. The bride’s family had demanded Rs 25,000 to annul the marriage, a good sum in those times. Finally a deal was made at Rs 15,000 to be paid in instalments. All the mysterious events of the last year suddenly stopped. Nagendra and family finally found peace and could go on with their lives.

My friend saved the weirdest details for the last. The din of the crashing utensils and his own meltdowns had been triggered by Vodoo magic. Friday, 3pm, had been when the wedding had been solemnised. The abandoned bride’s family had hit back by getting some practitioners to do black magic. When Nagendra had gone for the final settlement, they had even shown him a straw doll with his photo pasted at the head.

I shook my head in disbelief. I had read about voodoo practices in Haiti and some Caribbean islands. Far, far away from his native place- just a four hour drive from where we were sitting. I asked for another round of masala chai.

Around 10 years ago, I was working with a private company and had to visit the city where my old friend was now posted as the Office Head. He had put on weight but was all smiles as he hit my palms in the de-taali fashion (a low-five). We had tea in his cabin and he updated me on his life. He had waited to get his sister married before taking the plunge again. She was now with the State Judicial Service in a good position. They had lost their mother a few years back.

His own family life was happy and settled and good. He had married an office colleague and she had later opted for voluntary retirement. He proudly mentioned that his daughter had passed out of IIM Indore and had a good job with a marquee MNC in the same city.

My good-hearted friend had to connect all the dots… the first woman whom he had agreed to marry in the village had tied the knot with her boyfriend. Her unfortunate elder sister had picked up her life again. She had a talent for the tribal arts, weaving and pottery. Some good people connected her to the State artisan community and she now worked for the Handicrafts department. “That gave me total peace,” said Nagendra with a smile.

Then he took me home to meet his family at dinner. It was heart-warming to see him settled and happy with his family. We continued with our catching-up as he dropped me at the airport for my late-night flight home.

A Strange and Troubled World

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We live in disturbing times. Eerily reminiscent of a century back. The Spanish flu, the British and French colonies, the failure of the League of Nations, the rise of Stalin, Mussolini and Hitler and of course the Great Depression.

Take COVID 19 which has brought the world to its knees. The secrecy shrouding its origins and spread- the buck stops with China. Check-out the reckless social behaviour of millions- defying medical science and data. In the US, to wear or not wear a mask has become a political statement.

The anti-mask group belong to the Trump cult. A racist, divisive, incompetent, venal and corrupt President. Surely, the holy Evalengicals would deride and oppose him. No, they are his biggest supporters. A quid-pro-quo to get their agenda on anti-abortion, LGBTQIA+ and immigration passed or ruled into laws.

The most powerful man in the world is Putin’s puppet. The Russian mob-boss and his oligarchs do as they please- manipulate elections and poison their enemies. The former KGB agent has only one life purpose and that is to restore the glory of the former Soviet Union. He has high approval ratings in Russia.

Xi Jinping fancies himself as the Chinese Emperor. He covets lands in India, Bhutan, Nepal, Taiwan , Japan, Philippines and surprise, the city of Vladivostok in Russia. He wants to control the South China sea. His one-belt one road policy is not just the revival of an old trade route. Chinese footprints have reduced Pakistan, Sri Lanka, some African countries to debt-ridden vassal states.

After the collapse of the Soviet bloc, it was hoped that democracy would thrive. Instead, there is a plethora of strongmen across Brazil, Venezuela, Turkey, Hungary, Philippines, North Korea (is he alive?). These authoritarian leaders (some with elected credentials?) take their cue and inspiration from the master manipulator, Putin.

The fickleness and spinelessness of the political class has become obnoxious. In India, the Grand Old Party and their leftist comrades shed copious tears for the plight of the Rohingya Muslims. But there is deafening silence about the incarceration of a million Uyghur Muslims in Xinjiang province in China. It does not suit the narrative of these human rights activists. And the Islamic Republic of Pakistan remains subservient and loyal.

Even in the 1990’s the UN, NATO and the ICJ (International Court of Justice) played an effective role in ending the long-drawn genocide and hostilities in Eastern Europe. The Syrian and Yemen conflicts drag on and on. The world has become numb to the devastation and human suffering.

The United Nations is impotent. The US, Russia or China veto whatever does not suit their geopolitics. India should have a permanent seat at the Security Council. The largest democracy of 1.3 billion people and a growing economy does not get a seat at the table.

The WHO has disgraced itself with its mishandling of COVID 19. In the critical first months, it covered up for China and played PR in glowing terms. It called out the pandemic very late and its confusing directives on the spread and even measures like wearing the mask have been very disappointing.

Free media, the vaunted fourth pillar of free nations, is past tense.  Jamal Khashoggi, a well-known Saudi journalist in exile is dismembered in the Saudi embassy in Turkey- on the orders of Prince Salman. The outrage lasts for a few months. Then, it is back to business.

Fox News exemplifies the mockery of an independent, objective media. It has degenerated into a Trump channel. And the President gets his opinions, sound-bites and Twitter content from these TV anchors.

The Virus has dealt a body blow to the world economy. Manufacturing, IT and service sector, airlines, hospitality, tourism, local shopkeepers have all taken the brunt. Especially heartrending is the desperation of the down the line workers with no safety nets and the daily wagers and migrant laborers. Another nightmarish scenario lurks ahead-the eviction of millions of ordinary tenants who are unable to pay their rent.

In the movie “Wall Street” the Gordon Gekko character says the famous lines “Greed is Good”. Mark Zuckerberg of the $ 70 billion Facebook Empire could not agree more. He shrugs off hate content, misinformation and manipulation on his global social platform. It was used to undermine the 2016 US Presidential election and possibly even to swing the Brexit vote. Who cares!

Think Jeff Bezos at Amazon. He runs a boot camp where front-line workers do not have time to even take a leak. Show me the Money. Who Cares!

You can scratch your head on this. The great Warren Buffett has at times paid less Income tax as a percentage than his Secretary!!! With income disparities growing, the top 1% does not pay its fair share of the taxes.

Football is the most popular sport on the planet. Sports transcend borders. It should aspire to higher standards of human behaviour. The powerful apex body FIFA hands over the 2022 world cup to Qatar. Dubious, Controversial. A Disgrace!!! Meanwhile, poor migrant workers slog it out in inhuman conditions to build the grand infrastructure. Hundreds have died.  Deadly silence. When the kick-off happens, blood would have already seeped into the grounds. The players will be left to sweat it out in this hot Gulf country.

George Floyd whispers “I can’t breathe” in a chilling 9 min video as he is murdered by a racist white American cop. In 2020, ‘the land of the free and the brave’ and ‘the leader of the free world’ is a deeply divided and polarised country. Anti-Semitism is again rearing its head in Europe and the US. Fault-lines are developing all over on ethnic, religion or color basis.

Indians also have to wake up to how we treat our North Eastern brethren. Ostracising them for how they look or speak reflects poorly on us. We have a lot to learn from the cultures of this beautiful part of our land.

But there is reason for hope. The Black Lives Matter protests are resonating as never before. The protests in the US and Europe have been largely peaceful and have attracted world-wide attention. Thousands of whites, Asians and Hispanics have joined the cause and taken to the streets.

But as Angela Davies, a black activist, cautions- “It is no longer enough to be a non-racist. One has to be an anti-racist.”

Marquee corporates have started to move away from Facebook to advertise their products and services. The filthy rich billionaire is now being forced to discuss and review the toxic content on the platform.

In India also, many people are turning away from the negativity of their TV channels. These only spew propaganda, bias, hatred and sensationalism. Here’s hoping that we will be slowly moving to more mature and credible content.

Colin Kaepernick, the courageous NFL star, protested against racism a few years back by kneeling during the anthem. He was immediately kicked out of the league and vilified. He may now get a chance to play again this season. The powerful National Football League (host of the Super Bowl) has also publicly apologised for its denial of this serious issue over the years. NASCAR has withdrawn Confederate flags from its car-racing venues- the symbols of slave-owners. Even, statues of knighted and glorified slave traders are being taken down in the UK and Spain. Many players in the revived English Premier League took a knee to show their solidarity in the fight to end racial injustice.

The Indian State of Kerala was the first COVID 19 hotspot. With the Nipah success behind them, the public health officials acted efficiently to contain this new scourge. This southern state can also teach us about the laudable community model policing. With urgent need for police reforms in diverse lands like India, US, UK, Hong Kong, Venezuela, Egypt…… they can take a leaf out of this successful programme.

If the world has to become a better place, civic action and community participation are a must. The bar has been set very low for politicians, public departments, community leaders and business tycoons. It is time for a reckoning. Also time for truth and reconciliation forums. Time to tell the rich and influential that they cannot get away with everything. Take them off the pedestals and hold them accountable.  Only strong institutions and responsible governance can take us across the line. Then and only then can the common citizen- BREATHE.

The Corporate Quicksand

The Corporate World- swanky glass-fronted buildings, CCTV’s and security guards, luxury cars and SUV’s gracing the parking lot. Marquee IT companies, big name consulting, MNC & Indian private sector banks and insurance companies, sprawling industrial complexes and OEM’s. The Aura and Smell of Success. Ticking all the boxes in the corporate report card- stock prices, market share, profits and branding.

What about the employees who inhabit this world, especially at the middle-management and junior levels. Obviously revelling in their success, thanking their stars and counting their blessings, right? Not quite. There is some starkness behind all the glitter.

Even a few years ago, corporate culture was reflected by a Mission statement. To be the trusted partner for customers: the preferred employer for employees: to protect and advance the interests of the shareholders. Some sense of balance was achieved for all stakeholders and this profoundly influenced the work environment.

Yes, the promoters have invested money in the business and expect a good ROI. They are not here for charity. But the pendulum has swung so much that it is now all about enriching the share-holders. In a competitive market, the customers do figure prominently in the narrative. But it is the employee who actually makes things happen on the ground who lurks insecurely in the shadows. Pause. Some may shrug and say change is inevitable as the Corporate grows big.

It is the time of hands-off Management. Targets are assigned for the various business verticals. Monitoring is done on a daily basis. It is common to get WhatsApp messages at 10 pm at night demanding the day’s results. Workdays are structured around review meetings , con-calls and video-conferencing. There is a cascading effect of pressure on the front-line team. They become the TARGET. The language used can be colourful and intimidating. The middle level executives off-load on them after getting roasted by their bosses.

Perhaps People Management is now looked upon as a weakness. An unproductive area to invest time and energy in. They are being paid well and are expected to deliver always. Never mind that it is these people who have strived to build the brand, joined in the daily grind to ensure the Company’s success. Of course, no Company or even an office can afford to carry dead-weights. The inefficient and the incompetent, the trouble-maker or the unethical will have to go. All this, in the context of normal times.

Listening is no longer the norm. It is a one-way traffic down the line. Not so long ago, leaders used to tap into the ground realities. Find time even for a fresher employee. Go on joint calls. Discuss problems. Find solutions. Encourage. Motivate. Be there during difficult times. Leaders have now mutated into Bosses. They take their cue from the top man and nobody wants to step out of line. Voices of Reason have been drowned out by the noise and rattle of this passing bandwagon. Except the inner coterie, no one knows when their time has come. It is a Catch-22 situation. It definitely gnaws at the souls of the well-meaning professionals.

Where everything is reduced to hard-nosed business numbers, politics and sycophancy thrive. Reliable sources told me about an organisation where the top honcho liked to be addressed as the Supreme Leader or the Great Leader in mails and adulatory speeches. Even PPTs made by the senior management were buttressed with his quotes. Shades of North Korea, what? The world is really getting smaller.

There are Bosses who openly take pride in being ruthless. Survival of the Fittest. Any wonder, that the survival instinct kicks in? As the old nursery rhyme goes, “Yes Sir, Yes Sir, three bags full Sir.” The good men and women within an organisation who are still respected and can make a difference have also thrown in the towel, for now. Their energy has been sapped. They cannot take on the System. The days of think tanks and brainstorming on good ideas and initiatives have long gone. And the sad thought is that many youngsters imbibe these trends and attributes as the lessons of management.

Employee No. XXX has to reach office before the appointed hour. Out-Time is very flexible especially if you are saddled with a bad-boss or are down the food-chain. Not good for your professional health if the Chief thinks of you as a work-shirker. Including travel time, many spend a good 12 hours plus on the job. Add business tours and travels. With very little quality time for family and friends, work-life balance has been reduced to the classic corporate Lip Service. Stress at work plus less time with family makes for a toxic mix. Kids can easily grow up as strangers and it takes a heavy toll on a normal married life.

A fair number of such workers pride themselves on being workaholics. Sincere, dedicated- with whole-hearted involvement. But workaholism is a disease, an addiction which does a lot of harm to the individual. Other than the bad impact of Stress on health, this misled person can never evolve or grow- missing out on many slices and joys of life. Dr Abdul Kalam’s observation is pertinent for the current corporate climate, “Love your job but don’t love your company because you may not know when your company stops loving you.”

Some of the more savvy Corporates are tinkering around without rocking the boat. One hears of good initiatives like mandatory leaves, work from home facilities, cultural events, yoga sessions and the like. But the broader narrative remains unchanged. Monday Blues have become very common. Enjoying work – a disappearing experience. Things have become very clinical and mechanical, impersonal and a tad cold. It is all about NUMBERS. The human touch has been lost.

The advent of technology, innovation and disruption has added to the woes and the grim picture. We have to accept the inevitable. Technology will reduce costs significantly and bring efficiency and convenience of service delivery. The customer also stands to benefit. AI, Bots and Blockchain will dramatically change many of the routine operational processes across industries. But the manner in which some Industry Chieftans, whose words matter, are projecting it is both immature and insensitive with no regard to the collateral damage. Use and throw. The thousands who contributed to making a Company a brand are reaching their shelf-life. No plan B, no up-skilling, no re-deployment, no re-structuring. Tough times ahead. However, the Board is only fixated on market share, valuation and profits. Not on the Greater Good. Not on adding the blessings of their own team to the Balance Sheet.

I remain optimistic that the pendulum will swing back. Good Sense will prevail. Creative CEO’s and CXO’s will buck the trend and revive the balance and fairness embodied in the Mission Statement triangle referred to earlier. Also, a Salute to the few who are not scrambling onto this gravy train. The OUTLIERS. Who continue to acknowledge the contributions of their Team Members. Knowing that a good work environment itself guarantees productivity, consistent results and success.

But for now it’s SHOW ME THE MONEY. Surely a big consulting firm can be persuaded to bestow on the Company- “The Best Company to Work For” Award.

The True Power of Sport

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25th June 1983. As the midnight hour struck, half of Ahmedabad was on the streets. My friends and I must have walked across the city for a good four hours- but with a spring in our steps and joy in our hearts. We soaked in the bonhomie and the festive atmosphere. The street vendors were running out of their delicacies. There was a hunger for more, as Indians savoured a famous victory. Thousands of miles away, Kapil Dev had lifted the Cricket World Cup at the hallowed Lord’s ground, sending much of urban India into delirious celebrations. We could do it! We had beaten the colonial masters on their own turf in the semi-finals and had triumphed over the great West Indies team in the finals. 36 years after independence we were still finding our own identity and confidence as a country and Kapil’s Devils had played a seminal role in a nation’s awakening.

June 1995. The Rugby World Cup in South Africa. Let’s listen to President Nelson Mandela, “Sport has the power to change the world. It has the power to unite the people as little else has…It is more powerful than governments in breaking down racial barriers.” He should know. It was the genius of Madiba to use the 1995 World Cup as a strategic instrument to reconcile the blacks and whites, and bring peace to a country fractured by five decades of apartheid. Just 5 years earlier when Mandela was released from prison the country seemed to be on the verge of a civil war. Springboks, the national rugby team was for long a hated symbol of white supremacist rule. The African National Congress would have liked nothing better than to marginalise the sport- a passion for white Afrikaners. But when Francois Piennar’s team defied odds to beat the seemingly invincible New Zealand All Blacks in the finals, it became the game that healed and united the Rainbow Nation. This was beautifully captured in the movie ‘Invictus’.

Civil War had been raging in the Ivory Coast for 5 years. Enter Didier Drogba, Chelsea star and Ivory Coast forward and the most famous man in the country. After helping the West African country to qualify for the 2006 World Cup the footballer went down on his knees in the dressing room. Surrounded by his teammates on live television, he begged both the warring factions to lay down their arms. Within a week his fervent appeal was heard and a ceasefire worked out. By 2007 Drogba’s call for peace had become a reality.

On the podium after the 200 mtrs finals at the 1968 Mexico Olympics, Tommie Smith and John Carlos raised a black gloved fist as the US anthem was played. This black power salute was to highlight the racial discrimination and abuses faced by their community back home. They also did not wear shoes to show the poverty and neglect of African Americans. This created headlines around the world. As Smith later said, “We had to be seen because we couldn’t be heard.”

A year earlier the most famous athlete on the planet, Muhammad Ali, had refused to enlist in the brutal war in Vietnam. “Man, I ain’t got no quarrel with them- Viet Cong.” As for going to jail he shrugged it off with, “We ‘ve been in jail for 400 years.” Such acts of defiance not only gave momentum to the Civil Rights struggle but also gave a fillip to the anti-war movement gaining ground in the USA.

Sport is a major force in shaping social consciousness and change. In India till the early 90’s the national cricket team was synonymous with the metros- Bombay, Delhi, Bangalore and Madras. Now the second tier and small towns have stepped up to the crease. Ranchi, Shrirampur, Agra,Roorkee, Vadodara, Amroha are all home-towns of well-known India cricketers, some of the Men in Blue.

Adivasis and tribals, forgotten people for centuries, are now being swept into the mainstream through sports academies and disciplines like hockey and archery. Limba Ram a poor tribal and then Padmi Shri awardee from Rajasthan became a breakout star archer in the early ‘90s. Some of our celebrated hockey players also hail from such alienated and exploited communities.

The Phogat sisters from the deeply masochist and conservative Haryana upended all social norms by winning international medals- in wrestling of all sports. They have become the inspiration for many young girls in the region. Driven by their father Mahavir Phogat their story has been well narrated in ‘Dangal’.

The fabulous Mary Kom has brought the beautiful North East into the national consciousness through her boxing feats. PV Sindhu, the 2019 World badminton champion is not only an inspiration to millions of youngsters but has gate-crashed into the exclusive preserve of a few top cricketers as a media celebrity in her own right.

Across the seas, the inner cities in the UK, France, Italy or the US suffer the plague of unemployment, lack of opportunities and crime. Sport plays a key role in reducing crime. It removes young men, the main perpetrators of random crime, from the streets. Kicking a football or shooting the hoop gives the embittered young to experience a sense of achievement as well as an outlet for their frustrations. It provides a positive channel for their restless energy. In India also it has been harnessed to good effect like the heartening ‘Bridges of Sport’ initiative of Akhilesh in the city of Nagpur, which led to India being represented in the 2010 Homeless World Cup.

Then there is the fairy-tale appeal of sports. Mark Edmundson was ranked 212th in the world in 1976 when he won the Australian tennis Open. He also worked as a window cleaner and floor polisher at a hospital to make ends meet. His modest take on becoming the champion, “I knew the game of the top seeds, but they had not seen mine.”

The Brian Clough managed Nottingham Forest were a football team’ of outcasts and strays’ who made people believe in miracles in the 1977-78 seasons. Not only did they lift the First Division title but also the European Cup. Leicester City too in 2016 put a smile on millions of faces by doing the impossible- lifting the Premier League title.

Muhammad Ali’s ‘Rumble in the Jungle’ in Zaire in 1974 was one such story. The menacing George Foreman, with a fetish for KO’s, was in prime form. Ali at 32 in decline and many worried about whether he would survive the punishment. The rest is history. The stuff of sporting legends.

Yes, the sporting world has seen its scandals and shown its dark-side from time to time. Ben Johnson and Marion Jones have been outed as drug cheats. The former Soviet bloc countries have been tainted with state sponsored doping. Many baseball stars in the US came under the cloud for using performance enhancing drugs. Lance Armstrong has been stripped of all his Tour de France titles. On a lighter side, his best-selling auto- biography ‘It’s All about the Bike” is now to be found in the Fiction section of bookstores and libraries.

The football and cricket worlds were especially rocked by the match fixing and spot-fixing sagas. The Italian League came into the spotlight for all the wrong reasons and some top teams had to be black-listed. Even the gentleman’s game fought to regain its credibility but it was shocking to see the skeletons tumbling out of the cupboard. The reputations of powerful bodies like FIFA and BCCI have been sullied and tarnished. Exposes have revealed that top FIFA officials were even bribed to allot the World Cup to certain interested nations. There was even a concerted effort to legalise cricket betting in India. After all, it is a huge shadowy business.

Despite all this, the reach and influence of Sports continues to grow. The 2008 Beijing Olympics was watched by an estimated audience of 4.7 billion people over 16 days.  The 2018 Football World Cup final in Russia had an audience of 1.1 billion.

And what about the life lessons and management lessons which playing and watching sports can teach us? Tuning into or reading about Alex Ferguson, Brian Clough, Johann Cyruff, Mike Brearley, Frank Worrell, Phil Jackson and Francois Piennar provides a masterclass in leadership and people skills. Team-work, collaboration, motivation, communication, focus, hard-work and practice, dealing with failure, experimentation, risk-taking, analytics… the entire gamut of things.

In 2018, the world was captivated by the story of the Thai Cave rescue. 13  junior football team players and their 25 year old Assistant Coach were trapped for 18 days in a cave labyrinth after severe monsoon flooding. Let’s listen to a Thai psychiatrist who treated them at the hospital after their miraculous rescue, “One of the major reasons for everyone surviving is that they are part of this football team. They care and look out for each other. Lot of love and respect for their coach. They listen to him.”

No wonder Sport speaks a universal language, and carries the great power to change things for the good.

Against the Odds

Sandeep is a Puneri Gully boy but not a street rapper. He writes Lok Geet and Bhav Geet in Marathi- in praise of the Khandoba deity at Jejuri, in appreciation of his guru at Alandi, also near Pune, or anything which captures his imagination as he performs his cleaning duties or drives the auto-rickshaw at night. It all started at the nearby Math ( Shivji temple) where elders sang and swayed to Sant Tukaram’s Abhangs. The troubled teenager found some peace in these serene enviorns and it soon became a refuge.

After his father’s sudden demise when he was just 14 years old, Sandeep stepped into his shoes as a sweeper and garbage collector in a housing society. He became the bread winner in the family with a younger sister and brother to take care of, especially with a mother who is mentally ill. The youngster had no choice. His father had taken a loan from a local neta, pledging his small house, to marry off his eldest daughter. He passed away a few months later. The bereaved family was harassed by the loan-shark’s goons who had an eye on the house. They were even locked out of their own home a couple of times. The message was clear- cough up Rs 3000 per month or else. The boy became a man.

Sandeep’s family was dysfunctional. The eldest sister simply moved away from their world after her wedding. More disturbing was his brother, seven years senior, cutting off all ties after a love marriage. He had been a ball-boy, maintenance guy and a coach to kids at a tennis club. Sadly, his untimely alcohol induced death last year has left the abandoned family more desolate. It is a cousin brother who has been an anchor and mentor giving him moral support and advising him on government related forms and papers. The medicines for Sandeep’s mother are provided free by a Government agency.

Over the last decade, he has taken charge of his life. In the slum area he lives in, it could so easily have gone off track. One of his childhood neighbours has done time in jail. Another is in the illicit liquor business.

Sandeep’s work day starts at 5.30 am in the morning. He covers 2 housing societies as part of the clean-up team. Plus washing and wiping around a dozen cars. At 8.30 am he is at the insurance broker’s office where I work. Other than being the house-keeping help, he is the man Friday who prepares the tea and does the odd-jobs. After 7.30 pm he hits the road, ferrying passengers in his own auto. He calls it quits around 11.30 pm. All for the family.

Recently he has purchased another auto which is given out on hire. Ocassionally, he organises help for moving and shifting of household goods and furniture. Quite a guy, wouldn’t you say?

He has got his younger sister married and she remains in close touch. The brother is a regular student at a local school. At 25, Sandeep More is happily married with 2 kids, a 3 year old daughter and a year old son. Sunday is family time for him. He met his wife at a bhajan event and they decided to tie the knot. He credits her for bringing happiness and stability at home, taking care of everything and looking after his mother.

The 4th standard pass young man has triumphed over other adversities. His new-born son was pronounced critical at the government hospital. The desperate family moved him to a well-known private hospital in the city. The baby came out of critical care but the hospital bill of 2.5 lacs came as a big blow. The infant was kept at the hospital for more than 2 weeks after discharge for non-payment. The resourceful Sandeep reached out to the Charity Commissioner after touching base with a newspaper reporter. The Commissioner’s instructions that it be covered under the Indigent Patients Fund (IPF) and the stinging local news report forced the hospital authorities to do the right thing as a registered charitable trust entity. The infant could go home. But it also bailed out 11 other distraught families in a similar predicament. All held yellow colour ration cards.

Others have also stepped up to help Sandeep in his struggle. Such as the promoter and the director of the firm he has worked for the last 5 years. When the baby was fighting for his life, the former ensured that Sandeep had easy access to the blood banks. Earlier this year when dengue took him down, the director pitched in with financial support to cover the medical bills.

Through all this he remains quiet, calm and mature beyond his years. My colleagues who have known him for years say that they have not seen him either despondent or riled up and angry. He does not say No to work. But yes they have heard him sing one of his Lok-Geets or seen him sit alone and drum beat at the pantry table.

We look for motivation through inspiring books, films or videos or following the success stories of celebrities and icons. Or by tuning in to Ted Talks or spiritual discourses.

Look around. Inspiration may be standing right next to you.

Reflections in the Nation’s Mirror

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It is election season again and I have this feeling of deja-vu. Been there, heard that. The ruling BJP in many ways has become a mirror-image of what the Congress once was. This goes beyond their appropriation of national icons like Mahatma Gandhi and Sardar Patel. Instead of a Congress-mukt Bharat we would be better served if the current dispensation renders us Mukti (freedom) from the bad governance, wrong practices, precedents and policies of the Grand Old Party. But look closer-

  1. Money/Muscle/Religion/Caste was the winning combination for the Congress for many decades. The BJP has whole-heartedly embraced this mantra. Even after 70 years the Reservation footprint is expanding and the ruling party is happy to oblige. It is all about power. And power corrupts. In 2019, it is exceedingly difficult for good, qualified and well-intentioned people to break into this toxic political system. Mr Modi and his advisors have also sold their souls to the Winability formula.
  2. The ‘Aaya-Ram Gaya Ram’ politics of defection still holds currency. The Indian National Congress can claim a patent for its invention. Recent events in Goa, Karnataka and Maharashtra demonstrate that the defectors are alive and kicking in this Naya Bharat. Many of them tainted by corruption charges.
  3. Corruption became synonymous with the Congress Sarkar. The BJP looks better in comparison because no major skeletons have tumbled out of the closet so far. More importantly because of the personal clean image of the Prime Minister. But let’s not forget that Dr Manmohan Singh is also well regarded for his integrity. But what happened under his watch in UPA2! The rottenness and avarice reached its peak. Politics has become the first refuge of the scoundrel. Modiji’s government is also sacrificing good governance and integrity at the altar of power. The case of the rapist MLA in UP highlights this dalliance with criminality and is a wake-up call for the BJP leadership. Their UP CM clearly looked the other way. Such thugs are shockingly called Bahubalis in these parts and actively courted by the BJP, Congress and the regional outfits.. And what about the BJP brat in MP who wielded the cricket bat to poor effect. Just not cricket. The PM delivered a strongly worded sermon. No further action seems to have been taken. His doting father is too important for the party as he oversees the West Bengal election apparatus. Politics as usual. No signs of a New India.
  4. The Anti-Corruption mission is also part of the sound and fury, signifying nothing. The Choksis and Nirav Modis and Mallyas are still living the good times abroad. After 5 years of the Modi government we are no wiser about illicit Swiss bank accounts and shell companies in Cyprus, Bahamas, Panama or Lichenstein. The P Chidambaram case may well turn out to be a litmus test. If the investigating agencies have not really done their work, the wheels will come off the anti-corruption drive. If the former FM and HM is released for lack of evidence, politicians of all hues will be celebrating. All future arrests will be termed vindictive and politically motivated.
  5. The Congress was notorious in its heydays for undermining critical institutions like the Supreme Court, CBI and the Election Commission to promote the family or party agenda. Circa 2019. The BJP continues the good work by diluting the independence of the Reserve Bank and the autonomy of the CBI. The unseemly controversy at the top level of the CBI was disgusting. Mud-slinging by the top brass of our premier detective agency. One of the actors, known to be close to the ruling party may soon get a clean chit. Also check-out the appointment of loyalists and politicos to the constitutional post of the Governor. Many of their actions and words are embarrassing. Rewind to the grand old Congress days. And interestingly little news on the much hyped Lok Ayukata. The autonomous, anti-corruption ombudsman in each of the Indian States.
  6. Both these national parties also seem to be on the same page in avoiding much needed bold structural reforms. Their leaders pay lip service to it. Nothing more. Think about the long pending women’s reservation bill for the Lok Sabha and Rajya Sabha. The Police Reform Act to upgrade this much neglected force and to free them from the clutches of unscrupulous politicians. The Political Finance Bill to lay bare the source of funding for political parties and for elections. The BJP leaders, despite their holier than thou pravachans, are one with their political brethren. Let the status-quo remain. Let their political fiefdoms remain unchallenged. Dynastic politics thrive. For allowing sincere people in the fray is injurious to their political health.
  7. Criminality and politics are a successful mix. Even the high-brow Communist parties have their goon squads. All political parties including the BJP and Congress have given tickets to very dubious characters. Many charge-sheeted. Some having done jail time. They wear it like a badge of honour. Our freedom fighters will be rolling in their graves. A frightening percentage of our representatives in the Parliament and the Assemblies are criminals. Three score and ten years after Independence. If the Judiciary or Election Commission want to clean-up things, our Honourable leaders scream that it is an assault on our democratic values. The more things change the more they remain the same. Modiji does not seem to realise that millions of voters voted him and not the BJP to power. Many did not know who the local BJP candidate was. He can dismantle this rotten system. Induct people of character. But does he really want to change the political landscape for good?
  8. Delhi Durbar and Lutyens Delhi invoke the Congress rule. The First Family. The Power brokers. The Leftists and Liberals. All feeding off the perks and the privileges. Such clouds do hang-over the current regime as well. The Congress and Left parties had their mouth-pieces in the media. Many TV channels and news-houses have hitched on to the Modi band-wagon. Facts and reasoned reporting be damned. Modiji will have to reach out beyond the ‘Yes Men’, the inner-circle and the clique of babus to get a real sense of things. Get professionals like Deepak Parekh, Nandan Nilekani, Arif Mohamad Khan, Julio Riberio and Raghuram Rajan known for their independent views in the PMO. It was the former RBI Governor who blew the whistle on Bank NPA defaulters – which has led to a serious socio-economic crises today. Why not consult the new Nobel Laureate for Economics, Abhijit Banerjee. Yes, he has been critical of De-Mo. But he is an authority on Universal Basic Income and has a refreshing take on hard data evidence to back policy intervention. Very relevant to our economic growth story. Also have conversations with the critics in the media and academia. Sir, you are representing the country of 1.3 billion people in your own words, and not just those who elected you. Pay heed to those who disagree, listen-in to their perspective. Sabka Saath is an important part of your ringing slogan. It will herald a clean break-away from the cosy Congress club and coterie culture.
  9. Our political parties are infested with crude motor-mouths. The Congress came up with the classic line for its uncouth who crossed the line”It is his personal opinion. It does not reflect the position of the party.” Now we have the BJP spokesperson plagiarizing this on a regular basis. Nobody is hauled-up, disciplined, suspended or expelled. The party fraternity hangs out together. Disparate elements from the Sangh Parivar have clambered on to the Modi Express.But the political tirades and personal attacks especially at election times have hit a new low. The Congress chanakyas had honed the personal attacks. The BJP seems to be determined to plumb the depths. Even their own allies are not spared. The party high-command should understand that the tragic demise of Manohar Parrikar, Sushma Swaraj and Arun Jaitely has left a huge vaccum. These were the people who could reach out across the aisle. Speak and debate with facts and fervour. During Vajpayeeji’s stewardship, wit and banter and poetry gave flavour to political discourse. In the sound-bytes by today’s BJP netas, amplified by sensationalistic TV channels and the omnipresent social media, one can hear echoes of decadent Congress leaders and pravaktas.
  10. The PM made a strong pitch for Sabka Vishwas. Resounding words, little action, no out-reach. Is he running with the hares and hunting with the hounds (just an uncomfortable thought!). Minorities, especially Muslims, are beginning to feel disengaged if not marginalised. The other side of the same coin was the appeasement or vote-bank politics played by the Congress- a legacy of the British rule. If the Constitution of India is the sacred book, then the Government must demonstrate that it is. Replaying the same old cynical politics is dangerous in times of connectivity and social media. A suggestion- why does the Home Ministry not step in to ensure justice for Pehlu Khan’s family in Rajasthan. Send a clear message to the lynchers and their fringe supporters. The law of the land is above all politics, it is Raj Dharma.
  11. Radical Islam needs no introduction. However, it was startling to hear that barbers in some province in Pakistan were penalised for stylising beards. The customers were let off with stern warnings and presumably half-trimmed beards. In India also we have these self-styled guardians of morality and the Hinduvta elements are raising their disruptive heads again. From moral policing to telling women what to wear and other do’s and don’t’s, to monitoring the dietary habits of all and sundry. They really are the left-overs from some medieval age.And mob-lynchings are hate-crimes. Period. The perpetrators should be arrested and summarily punished. Through fast-track courts. These criminals and their cheerleaders showcase as to how people end up becoming what they hate the most. Sadly,in a recent TV interview, the Home Minister shrugged aside ‘these incidents’. Using the classic Congress playbook- Deny, Deflect and finally Rant out at some conspiracy.
  12. The BJP’s timidity on the economy front is both an off-shoot and a hang-over from the Congress era. The hero of the ground-breaking reforms was Dr Manmohan Singh with full-backing from PV Narasimha Rao. More than 25 years ago. Still we have the BJP FM’s gingerly tip-toeing around wealth-creation, promoting entrepreneurship, divesting PSU white-elephants and creating a good eco-system to do business. Like their Congress brethren they also revel in a ‘pro-poor’ image- whatever that means.Subsidies and freebies, loan-waivers and reservations continue to be the staple and populist offerings. The status-quoists still control the narrative. Even a major initiative like the GST has not been well-thought through and implemented. WARNING: A young and aspirational population will be much less forgiving than the earlier generation. Nothing less than transformational change will be acceptable.During the Congress Raj, even the well patronised liberal economists used to sneer at the low- ‘Hindu rate of growth.’ Enough reason to provoke Mr Modi & team to focus on real growth.
  13. Mr Modi’s stature rests on his no-nonsense approach to national security and tough stand against terrorism. Balakot, Uri, Abrogation of Article 370 have resonated well across the country. Made for TV spectacles like the “Howdy Modi” event have added to his 56- inch- chest aura. India is no longer a soft nation punching well below its weight in the global arena. We remember with acute shame our Government’s paralysis after 26/11 happened.

However, the BJP’s default strategy of blaming all the ills in the country on the Congress will harm its own political well-being. The PM and party have to walk the talk. NOW!

The Hon PM’s legions of followers will say with some justification- hey, this is unfair. India is a huge and complex country. Sure. But Modiji is at the top of his game. He is in prime form. He can hit the ball out of the park at will. The next 12 months can record the defining moments in the India growth story.

14. If NaMo.2.0 does not deliver on development and good governance, the BJP and Congress will share another dubious distinction. Letting India down despite absolute majority mandates and multiple terms in power.

The BJP has to carve out its own identity in national affairs, polity, economy and social change, and time is running out………

Is it the Hand touching the Lotus? Or is the Lotus striving to bloom in muddied waters?

INDIA’S Soft POWER

Soft Power is the ability of a nation to positively influence, attract, seduce, and persuade peoples of other geographies, cultures, and societies to their ideas, values, and way of life.

This creates a positive perception and image of the country on a global scale.

India’s soft power is unique in the sense that it has flourished not through colonisation, occupation or high-octane marketing. It has found acceptance over the years in a subtle manner.

The sheer magnitude of the elections process in the world’s largest democracy is stunning and the subject of many documentaries. Mahatma Gandhi’s clarion call for a non-violent revolution has been emulated by great leaders like Martin Luther King and Nelson Mandela. It has resonated in the Arab Spring movement and even the recent Hong Kong protests. Also the incredible diversity that is India with its multitude of languages, religions, and sub-cultures continues to stand-out in an increasingly polarised world.

Bollywood is often seen as the flag-bearer of this soft power. Raj Kapoor’s “Laal Topi Russi” in Shree 420 doffed his hat to the Soviet Union and China where his films were enthusiastically embraced. Amitabh Bachhan, Shah Rukh Khan, Aamir Khan have become household names across Arabia, South East Asia, the Gulf, Africa, Eastern Europe, parts of Latin America, Israel , China, and even Germany. Uncle Khan aka Aamir has such a huge following in China that their strongman Xi Jingping made a special mention of him in a meeting with our PM. The Thailava, Rajnikanth holds a cult appeal in Japan since the release of Muthu in 1998. The Japanese even have a name for him-Odori Maharaja or the dancing Maharaja. And the waves created by the Bahubali films are there for all to see.

The emotional connect with many nationalities never ceases to surprise. A Hindi soap “Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi…” dubbed in Dari became an obsession in Afghanistan during its most troubled times. SRK’s love affair with white Germans and esp. the womenfolk curiously dates back to the screening of his melodrama “ Kabhi Khushi….” on prime time TV.

The melody and appeal of Indian film songs know no boundaries. You-Tube is full of contests in East Europe, SE Asia and South America with the winners crooning or dancing to Hindi film numbers. Flash mobs in Europe revel in it and the song and dance items have even become a staple at wedding events.

Classical Indian music also holds overseas audiences in thrall. The sitar, santoor, veena, tabla and, flute have all found international expression. From Pt. Ravi Shankar to Ustad Amjad Ali Khan, Pt. Shiv Kumar Sharma to Ustad Zakir Hussain – all have performed to packed houses. Fusion music with top western artists have hit appreciative notes. The baton has passed on to the likes of A R Rahman today.

Dance forms like the Bharatnatyam, Odissi and Kathak are expanding their footprints. The beats of the exuberant Bhangra can be heard across many western countries.

Indian cuisine is being lapped up across the urban centres. Butter chicken, Rogan Josh, Biryani, Dosa, Samosa, and the Chaat servings are in gastronomic demand. The Indian Vegan diet is finding its place on dining tables around the world.

Medical tourism has grown into a huge industry. An appreciative nod to the corporate health care infrastructure and the professional expertise available. Patients from the Gulf, Middle-East, South Asia, Pakistan and Bangladesh come to India for the complex cardiac and transplant procedures not easily available in their lands. From UK to Europe , we get visitors keen for a quick, efficient, cheaper coronary or orthopaedic surgeries. Not for nothing it is said that the UK Health service would close down if India origin doctors exited.

Of special interest to the health-care and wellness fraternity in the developed nations are the age-old medicinal practices of Ayurveda and Siddha and Yunani . These work without side-effects. The formulations are extracts from herbs and spices like neem, turmeric and cinnamom. This data base runs into thousands and India’s fight to protect and patent these herbal remedies is now being acknowledged by the global health care eco-system. Reinforced by IPR wins against biggies like Colgate, Unilever and L’Oreal.

Yoga, a traditional rejuvenation technique , with a global appeal has become synonymous with India. Meditational therapies like Vipaasana are also finding many takers amongst stressed-out homo-sapiens.

Our country also exudes a spiritual mystique. It is the fount of great religions like Buddhism, Sikhism and Jainism. A well organised Buddha circuit around Bodh-Gaya and Sarnath will attract thousands of devotees from Japan, South Korea, Taiwan, Sri-Lanka, Vietnam, Cambodia, SriLanka, and even China.

The ancient faith of Hinduism has its own allure for seekers and believers on a spiritual quest and journey.

ISRO’s Mangalyan and Chandrayan missions have excited the international space community and captured the imagination of millions of Cosmos buffs. All this at a fraction of the cost incurred by NASA. How do these Indian scientists pull it off!

The widespread and successful Indian diaspora has added to the positive narrative. Satya Nadella as the top honcho at Microsoft and Sundar Pichai as CEO of Google have personified this perception. Along with many other marquee names in industry, science, law, academics, entertainment and even politics.

The US and China are the world’s leading economic and military powers. The Indian economy is projected to be in the top 3 within the next 15 years. India is recognised as a major nuclear and military power.

However, it is this expanding soft power which has enhanced the country’s image and aura. It is this creative buzz which is travelling all around the world.

Na Mo 2.0

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Shri Narendra Damodardas Modi is back with an absolute majority, and as we all know with great power comes great responsibility.

Here is my wish-list for our all powerful Prime Minister.

1. Introduce the long-pending structural reforms. The 33% Women Representation bill for the Lok Sabha and Rajya Sabha by making it mandatory for every political party to give 33% tickets to women candidates. Yes, for starters, they will mostly be proxies from political families. But a good number of them will win on merit and competence. Plus women tend to take responsibilities more seriously. Enough to be a game-changer.

Bring in the much needed police reforms to free them from the clutches of the unscrupulous politicians. Our under-staffed  police force is still guided by the Police Act of 1861. Let them as a professional force report to a professional,independent  governing body or Security Commission. Let transfers, promotions, emoluments, over-time, perks, recruitment, training, facilities, housing be all administered by this institution. Which functionally reports to the Home Ministry.

Black money and cash for votes play a big role in our elections. Our politics continues to be dominated by the much-vaunted winnability formula of money, muscle, caste and creed. This also ensures that we are cursed with incompetent and venal leaders and representatives. The same dynastic and musical chair games continues every five years. A political funding bill needs to be passed and is overdue. It does not suit our political parties including the BJP. It is imperative for the concerned citizen to know the source of funds. Who contributed and how much. Limits can be put for legal funding by individuals, trusts and corporates. It is going to be a rocky road but any major change will encounter that. This will also level the field for more decent and capable people who want to play an active role in our public life.

Vote in the Criminality law. People with criminal track records or facing serious charges should be banned from contesting elections. India deserves better leaders. Mr Modi can take the lead by ensuring that his party will give tickets to good people only in the coming Assembly polls. Consign the undemocratic winnability formula and dynastic politics to the dust-bin.

2. Good Economics is the best politics. The overwhelming majority of Indians only seek a better life for themselves and especially their children. ‘The Sabka Saath Sabka Vikas” slogan will be really put to the test in this second term. Expectations are sky-high. If the right laws, progammes and initiatives are not put into place within the next 12 months the Modi aura will be greatly diminished. Whether it is addressing the farmer distress or the MSP issue; water conservation; power generation;generating employment for millions; putting infrastructure on the fast-track; rationalising the GST and income-tax slabs; the opportunity for off-shoring in the wake if the US-China trade war- all will require vision, commitment and a political will to really deliver on the ground. People are tired of slogans and empty promises. They ache for really good governance.

3. The need of the hour is a few good statesmen. Can the tallest political leader evolve into one in his second innings? Can he break-out from the Sangh Parivar mould and become the talisman for our great, diverse and pluralistic land? Can he avoid the trap of surrounding himself with Yes men and courtiers? Can he bring in some intelligent, committed professionals like Deepak Parikh, Arif Mohammed Khan and Nandan Nilekini to consult and advise on critical policy decisions? All for the greater good.

Will Mr Modi stand up and fight for the independence of institutions like the Supreme Court, the RBI, the CBI and the Armed Forces?

Where does ‘ the Sabka Vishwas’ kick in? The PM has to have his ear to the ground. The situation and sentiments on the ground. The fears and insecurities of a sizable section of our fellow countrymen. Will the PM have to gumption to really shut-up the motor-mouths in his party? Will he drop a minister or suspend an MP or MLA for inflammatory or divisive comments? Will he facilitate more moderation and maturity in our political discourse through personal example? Set high standards for conduct in polity and public life. The PM recently commented that the minorities have been exploited as a vote bank for too long. Does he really have a plan to reach out to the minorities to address their genuine concerns and win their Vishwas? There are developing fault-lines in our society where Modiji has to apply the balm. And the message has to go down the line to the karyakartas.

Before his address in the Parliament Hall, he again bowed to the Constitution as his sacred book. Will we citizens see this idea of India put into practice consistently? Most Indians are put off by a divisive rhetoric. All we want is a better quality of life.

The Prime Minister should have realised by now that people have voted for him in humungous numbers. In many ways the 2019 elections have been like a Presidential election and the BJP has just ridden the Modi wave. Many voters did not know who the local BJP or even NDA candidate was. All the talk was about Modi. So it is time that he occasionally steps out to take questions from voices critical to him. At a Town Hall, a University campus or even an interview at a hostile TV channel. This is the sure way of connecting with those sections of the populace where his name strikes a negative chord. Remember the words-‘ Sabka Saath, Sabka Vikas, Sabka Vishwas’. Indians are an emotional people and oftentime perception is more potent than fact. The last component of the slogan can be the enabler for the challenging journey ahead.

India has missed huge opportunites in the past to accelerate economic growth with Indira Gandhi in 1972 and Rajiv Gandhi in 1984. Both enjoyed huge mandates but could not put their popular authority to effective use in the best interests of the country. Na Mo 2.0 is another huge moment for the nation. The hopes and aspirations of a billion plus people and esp. the younger generation rests on the Hon PM and his handpicked team.

Will they deliver?

Being Human

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Photo by V Srinivasan on Unsplash

His name was Balu.  Short for Balaji. He lived his entire life in what was then Madras. He had no recollection of his date of birth but was likely born around 1932. Five years before his beloved sister, Bharathi.

I came to know him as he stayed in the out-house of my uncle’s ancestral house. He was just around 5ft 2’, lean and wiry and with a perpetual half-stubble which changed to salt and pepper in later years. He had a bent right leg below the knee and used to hobble around. An attempt at corrective surgery had failed.

Balu was family. I had an inkling that my grandfather and Mama had helped in getting his sister married off to a nice guy working for the Railways.

He did odd-jobs for the house-hold and was the Man Friday whenever needed. But he lived and helped-out in a much larger community space. He stayed the night at the hospital to bail out a needy family. With his connects he was the go-to- person for weddings and family ceremonies. He explained the government forms and regulations to small shop-keepers and traders. Balu was fluent in Tamil but also had a good knowledge of English. We never knew whether he had passed his Matriculation exams or not. He had expressed his fear of Maths to me on a couple of occasions.

I have never seen a person with less wordly possessions. He had 3 half-sleeved shirts and 3 white veshtis. Two towels, undergarments and rubber slippers completed his wardrobe. Every year when we visited Madras my father used to gift him a shirt piece and a veshti. He also ensured that the shirt was stitched.

My folks knew that if you gave him money it would be soon spent on idli-sambar and coffee at the corner restaurant and the latest MGR film in town. He had a passion for the movies. He could recite the famous dialogues of MGR or the other thespian Sivaji Ganesan in one take.

It came as no surprise that Balu  gave English language tuitions to a starlet and a singer associated with Tamil films. He was also a big hit with children with his gift of telling stories and anecdotes. His re-telling of the Hindu epics would have done justice to the big screen. These sessions with the kids normally happened in a small park near his sister’s place.

In the thirty years or so that I knew him I have not seen a kinder or more simple person. Soft-spoken and always flashing his distinctive grin. He had lost an upper tooth. He never spoke about his problems. He never asked for money. Indeed he is the first person to advise me to never bargain hard with people like the vegetable vendors. Their margins were small. But also to be careful of the unscrupulous auto drivers who took many for a ride.

Balu passed away whilst sitting alone at a bus-stop adjacent to the lane where Bharathi lived. It looked as if he drifted into a peaceful sleep. I later heard that over a thousand people attended his funeral to pay their last respects. This ordinary Aam Aadmi had touched thousands of lives. In his death, came alive the true meaning and value of his existence.

An extra-ordinary human being. We still miss his toothless grin.