The Bathing Ladies

Yesterday's BS carries an article named The Bathing Ladies. It basically talks about the artists from the early 20th century, trained in a style that has now come to be identified as academic realism.
Now i am sure most of you dont know what is academic realism. Let me help you here..


Academic Realism is a style of painting & sculpture produced under the influence of European academies & universities. What it basically means is painting a naked woman. Any painting/sculpture which has carved the most quintessential parts of a woman's body in order to depict that the woman is in her most comfortable form when naked could mean academic realism back then or as a matter of fact even now. Naked, keeping in mind that the comfort levels of a woman in the painting remain undettered even if she is amongst a crowd. (or so i understood)


The article carries pictures of 2 ladies, one unclothing her self as if to go for a bath & another of a wet woman just out of a bath in a white cotton saree which then clings to her body because of the water creating the element of voyeurism.


So i always wonder.. what's the pleasure one gets from painting a naked woman? Ok. granted Pleasure.. I'll buy the pleasure part.. The artists might be thinking of a woman in a partially clothed state which he would have otherwise wished to rip apart & so he goes ahead with his imagination and carves out a piece of what they call an 'art'- which is what people seem to be buying!! These 20th century paintings are auctioned for about Rs. 60 to 70 lakhs.. which is quite an amount. and that too of a partially or a completely naked woman when there's already enough sex & a hosts of naked woman available a dime a dozen.


What impression would you want to give the visitors by depicting pictures of naked woman from the early 20th century on your living room wall? that you love to see & show off naked woman time & again & in order to pursue this passion you have spent 70 lakhs or that you are just too artistic that i fail too see that you do??


But the fact remains defying the argument stated above that people paint naked women & they are bought & money is earned. I think whether its from the early 20th century or from the late 21st century the excitement of a naked woman remains where it is. I don't mean to criticize people who paint or buy these pictures. I just want to ask them wots the deal?


The world may have moved ahead, the adoption of culture from the west to the east may have legalized painting & selling of Nudes in India & women may have become more outrageous & comfortable with their body. There may be a culture of bold sex of various kinds (lets not get into that. my previous posts hv already spoken abt it) & there may be a hell lot of sex workers now paying income tax.. Soo??


But still, There is nothing that beats the glimpse of a partially naked woman. The thought of imagining her entirely naked thereafter is an extremely enticing one. Semi-nude is the word. According to the article there were artists in the old era who had devoted themselves to painting the bathing women?? what a profession? If someone asked them what do you do? he would reply i am an artist, i paint only naked women, especially those who have just come out of a bath.. :) Hilarious. Their work of art was called The Bath series. With all due respect, and with all the open mindedness, its still pretty amusing...


Academic realism is almost practiced everywhere today. In fact what is practiced extends even beyond that.. The kingfisher calender would be nothing else but a nuance of academic realism.. Its almost playing with the viewers imaginative power.. Actually any human being with a radar like equipment would need no imaginative power to see whats beyond the visible, in this case!!


So my questing again.. whats the deal with the painting??


Guess it all boils down to the hyped protuberance on the woman's body.. They are where the men are born .. & they are where they would die.. :D




Do i have any replies here, men?

The curious case of Niira Radia

The recent Niira Radia tapes & her wrong doings have suddenly bought a lot in light. We have people throwing accusations at media & questioning the sanctity of PR as a profession. Responsible journalism for one & PR community acting as lobbyists is the talk of the season.

Somehow according to me it’s not about Journalism & also not about PR. No! No! No! We are all on the wrong track & I will explain why. We are busy seeing the consequences & have still not identified the problem. Discussion forums are cluttered with absolute rubbish with people throwing baseless allegations at the media bodies & PR communities. Just because I belong to the PR community I am not going to defend myself but I am going to state a real reason why this could have happened. (Well, according to me)

The other day a friend called me on a Sunday afternoon & started a usual conversation. Since we both belong to the PR fraternity we usually end up discussing the news for the day.  Who could have possibly worked on a which news & which agency doesn’t have the balls to do what. Our tendency also lies in sharing a good piece of edit or an article that either one of us has read in the newspapers. Obviously the last Sunday’s Edits were filled with the curious case of Nira Radia. We eventually got into talking about all the controversies involved therein with Niira Radia being the main talk point. Conversations did drift to Barkha Dutt & Vir Sanghvi but we bounced back to her on & off. Suddenly he asked me "If you were Niira Radia what would you have done?" It got my mind ticking. Seriously. I am in the same profession that she was in probably a decade ago. I am a good orator & can convince well. So by all means I can find myself in her shoes one day! So, what would I do? Well the first thing that I told him was an obviously lame, "I don’t know. I'm not of that level". He replied saying "what will you take to talk? And I seriously started thinking. The conversation made me realize something which I already have known & here it was being proved once again.

So here goes my analysis of Niira Radia's mental state & to all the questions being raised around, also making an attempt to safeguard the PR fraternity & taking a stand as to what would I do if I were her.

As a PR professional, we indulge in a certain level of lobbying by influencing the actions of the media community (mostly) & any other community if need be.

For those who don’t know what lobbying is? Lobbying (also Lobby) is a form of advocacy with the intention of influencing decisions made by legislators and officials in the government by individuals, other legislators, constituents, or Advocacy groups.

Lobbying equivalent for us could be as minute as demanding the questions in advance for an interview or also going to the extent of providing the journalists with the bait to favor our client.

We do this to bring our client in good light. We do this because we get paid to do exactly THIS. A certain level of lobbying is inevitable for us to fill in our stomachs. Probably at that level we don't think it’s about "lobbying" by definition but it is lobbying under the sheets. Every individual may allow himself with a certain amount of restrictions (which may be moral/ethical) and certain amount of flexibility while in a job. It may be independent of the organizations rules & procedures. But one does this to survive. And organizations let them be to retain their talent. There needs to be a certain amount of relentlessness from both the sides.

The real question comes in play when a person has the power to influence the decisions of Powerful people. For example Nira Radia had acquired the power to manipulate the decisions of people sitting in the south block. Its there when your allegations of responsible journalism, responsible governance & responsible lobbying comes into play. When one has the power to influence one must definitely consider allowing himself with certain restrictions about which I spoke in the prior paragraph & that’s exactly where she went wrong. Her addiction to ambition had taken over her work ethics & so she could not see where to stop. The line "Geeli geeli chahat ki jaise "latt" hain re" of the song Marjawaan from the movie Fashion is an apt explanation for the situation. When one gets addicted to ambition & it becomes so big that one stops listening to one’s mind & heart is when you know your need psychological help.

There could be several reasons why she did this but I can think of this one. And probably this one is the most relevant one.

According to me it’s all a game of POWER. It’s particularly rare for a woman to come in power as equivalent to hers. There might be a one Nira Radia in about 100000 women (or more) that becomes a part of corporate world.  A very few from the herd make it to the top. Corporate Jungle is a world which is dominated by men of Power & Substance. A world where people think that few women make it to the top. (Which is true!!). Be it the east or the west the ratio of women to men in power is way less than otherwise. If in such an environment a woman has struggled to slowly make it big there are high chances of her mind being clouded with a feeling of superiority & a certain addiction for bad ass ambition. Women in particular have this crazy craving for power. Why? The Minority explains it all. There are times when their ambition becomes so big that takes over their mind & they indulge in activities equivalent to this one. An example of the same in the past could be Monica Bedi indulging into relationship with the famous underworld Don Abu Salem & Mandakini with Dawood. Why could they have done it? Were they in love? No!! Clearly No!! It’s a clear case of Power. Their cases are simpler; they did not make it big in Bollywood & sorted other ways out to reach fame. But a person who has really struggled to the top knows & understands his own market value would be ready to act as an operator for his own script to create an artificial inflation of prices. (Read brand value)

Another example would be the movie Fashion where PC's mind was completely clouded with her ambition & superiority that she could not see the worst coming. Understanding Human behavior can be difficult at times. These are people who have been aware of the force. I have been studying human behavior in terms of invincible power since long. Back then I was unable to affirm what it was & was not possible to think beyond a point. However the innate force of this power in relation with Human behavior has remained pretty constant regardless of the shifts in intellectual thinkings that have taken place. The forms of authority to which such power becomes attached do, on the other hand, vary in accordance to each profession.

So, Conclusion Niira Radia may be good at her work but she needs help.

To answer my friend question, if I were her my ethics would come in play once. Definitely. Whether I curb them or listen to them will be answered if I ever become Nira Radia equivalent.

For those talking ill about my PR community.  There’s actually no point of getting PR & Journalism into discussion at all. We are doing our jobs well Let us be. ok?

For my media friends: We may argue that our trust with the media news levels have gone down but the truth is that we will keep reading the news. Media houses & publications will keep creating news & there will be scams like these which will keep coming into limelight on particular “one fine days” every once a while & shake everybody off from their sleep. There will be discussions which will never make sense. Eventually we will forget all & then get back to reading news until again somebody shakes us up.

See the loop?

Cheers

Sne!!

Time - Out

Ok. Its been long now.. And my readers & followers definitely have been missing a piece of my mind (pun intended) But my reasons to go missing are valid and were much needed. Now, that i have resumed the morbid duties of everyday life id like to unload a bit on the very parched, hungry followers of my blogs. ;)

Well this time its the 'time' that people gave due consideration to. Hang on, hang on , don't get me wrong... m not going to go ga-ga about the importance of time. This is not going to be the 'n'th write up throwing more shit on the punctuality ideals... As usual i have my own rebellious ideas & i would love to state them..
When i say its time you gave due consideration to 'time' .. i mean just let its have its due.. not overdue i.e. don't let time restrict your or your abilities to fly..
Yes, humans fly.. just that not with wings.. but which fool told you flying is associated with rising of levels above the grounds?? like literally.. like some slimy magic trick!!
Flying could be rising of levels above ground in terms of the feeling.. in terms of happiness.. for the sake of adrenalin, for the sake of the rush, just for the bloody sake...
I have come across many people in my life who'd refuse to live the moment just because its time not to live it. Jesus.. who decides whether its time to live it or not?? give me break... keep time at its level & keep your wings at its level.. and also keep your will at its level.. Just because you gotta get up tomorrow morning & go to office don't throw up the idea to go out for a late night drive at 1:00am ..

Just because you have to be in office for the entire day don't throw the idea of having just this one sip of beer in the morning.. who cares.. hv mint will you?? Live your life will you?? king size will you???? In short all i am trying to say is don't curb your instinct.. live up to it.. it will make you complete .. & will let you live life with its passing rhythms...

Some follower of line (read society laid lines, read time laid lines) reading this write up would argue with the legendary "Whats the need??" The need exists.. For the sake of the rush.. for the kick...Do anything for the kick.. for its the kick that helps you overcome those short-lived pangs of frustration... its the kick that helps you act sensible in troubled waters.. How i dont know.. but yes.. it happens.. a satisfied instinct at one place covers up with some disappointment at the other... the balance is maintained with a little bit of madness in your life...

Id love to live my life just to get the kick (pun intended) for the kick lets the zeal live for the zeal... because its the zeal, the charm, the fire that lets the heart tick merrily..yes.. merrily does matter....

I mean one would be gathering hosts of experiences to live .. one will have a million stories to tell... and who cares if you don't even have a million stories to tell... just the fact that you did what you wanted to would be enough... for that moment.. living the moment & creating small such innumerable events is important...

I understand that puntuality bull shit and all .. and mind you here... if there is a 40+ reading this write-up id agree to your thought process which maintains the imortance of routine & timelines in life.. I am not trying to defy time.. I am just trying to make one point... live its due.. not over due.. yes .. giving over importance to the importance of time is also hazardous....so pls dont get started on that... coz i am simply not against you.. i am just against those stupid slaves of the morbid lives... I will always have my personal struggle with time & loose almost 90% of the times even for times to come but thats just a part of my own struggle that i am trying to overcome...

Dude, dont give up.. just live it up...
Get up at that odd hour.. exercise your will.. go on a drive.. barge into your friends at 2:00 am .. pull him out... join in the gang.. make it bigger.. have funn...
Dont get up the entire Sunday... don't have a bath on one of those days you dont want to... Do these sins as long as time permits you to...
Time gives you time to do your stuff..I just believe we mis understand time... & i just wanna clear the very confusion...

Duck that laze.. shake your bones.. stand for your will & dash the time..

A little less sleep one day, a pair of sore/puffy eyes the other day.. would just let you live more of life with eyes wide open..the previous day... get wasted.. gather experience.. bunk yourselves to the feeling of the situation...

Dont follow time line & society lines always... bunk that office some day.. take an off for the sake of it.. encourage friends to do same.. go out for an excursion to some neraby place.. Go late just because you deserve to go late on some fine day....

LIE.. like big time.. (just don't lie to hurt) , challenge the impulse inside you.. do it ... provocate... be provocated... because once in a while its justified & needed.. just for the sake of the adrenalin rush.. for that kick... because you have a right to live & unless you realize it nobody will...
And why am i propagating these acts in the human kind? Because they get you closer to human kind.. they help you live sanely, think wisely & act naturally in this mad mad world..

So the next time you think of something wacky thats doable & justified ...just bloody do it... will you????????????

Cheers
Sne!!

Cut the CRAP!!!!

One very unusual thing happened to me this morning...

I was on this early groggy morning's, most hated kinda trips back from home to Mumbai… Cursing myself on having booked the bluesstt Monday morning's 6'o'clocks Sinhagad Express.. i hated every moment of being awake!!! Sinhagad is the most crowded & the most irritating & the yet, considerably fast leaving me with no other options to get to Mumbai faster. Also, i hate buses.. So here i am stuck with this godforsaken multiple wheeler!! Now, this reason why i hate this train is that this is one thing that does not allow me to sleep. Its the most uncomfortable second sitting & the crowd, the atmosphere, the proximity of people sitting around you all add up to the frustration from lack of sleep leaving with spoilt & slow paced week.. SO what to do??

Since the sleep goddess had refused to shower me with her blessings i thot I’d rather divert my attention elsewhere... M hungry i felt, & a plate of idli wouldn’t hurt the nonexistent, never ending battle for FAT. And so i bought a plate of idli… The hawker as expected gave it to me a disposable paper plate. I promptly gobbled it up & folded the remains of the chutney by the circumference of the round paper plate & followed the man who'd gotten up just before me to dispose of the plate. By the time i reached where he'd disposed it off... I groped for a dustbin. "Could you please tell me where did you dispose off the plate" i asked him in Marathi.. He just mocked at me & shot back, 'Have you been abroad all your life?. Just throw it outside.' It’s just the nature, the sparrows, the insects will eat it off.!!! & walked off...

I was shocked!!!! Do i need to be an outsider in my own country to understand that littering is not a good habit? i mean, what the hell are we made up of? It’s probably some wierd neurological disorder which makes us drop items outta the car or on the roadside. What are we? Just a lazy mass of garbage who cares less to walk that extra mile & reach a dustbin?

And yes, do we have enough dustbins? Will somebody cater to this issue, at all ever? When Mamta Banerjee disclosed her railway budget, did anybody care enough to question her why she hasn’t included any plans to make the trains a better & a cleaner mode of transport to travel? Why did the road minister not propose to include more dustbins by the street side? Why do we spit? Why does that small wrapper of chocolate find its way to the roadside, surreptitiously?

U'd say, i don’t do it, alone... But do you discourage people who litter? Delhi went on its cleanliness drive only when it had Olympic Games, our city gets cleaned occasionally only when there is some minister visiting our premises.

Do you want me to teach you the ill effects of littering? Aren’t we facing the consequences already????

Its a sad sad state of affairs!! M shocked with the fact that we need an external force to teach us that we need to keep our city clean. Most of the Indian who have travelled abroad praise the cities for their cleanliness & the next moment you’ll see them throwing the banana wrapper on the roadside. What are you, a mad hypocrite? Don’t you want to see your city clean too? Its we who need to start. At our level...

I mean seriously, we need to make a very honest attempt to keep our city clean. In one of the ads you see a small boy preventing the citizens from spoiling the monuments of the country by scribbling on it & in another one you see Amir Khan standing for two foreigner women against a host of eve teasers.

The message is clear… We need to save our country from getting dirty. M sure other countries do not need super stars making an appeal to the general public from littering. But our country does. We need to become Amir Khan time & again & stop people from littering. Be it a small wrapper or some big shit. Its should only find its way inside the dustbin. Women should use a corner of their purse as dumping ground & put in all the shit. As soon as you reach home empty the bag & there you are, good to go again. If you think you cant help but litter with a certain thing, just don’t do it.

I usually keep the side pockets of my purse as a dumping ground. None of friends dare to litter in front of me owing to the fact that i hate it. In fact they promptly come & give the crap to me or dump it in my purse themselves. A lot of my other friends i know are stopping their friends from doing it. One of my friends even stop strangers from doing it. He occasionally gets into an argument & ends up losing it, but atleast he is satisfied about the fact that he did his bit.

I urge all you Indians to take an oath against littering. Stop all the bhaiyas from spitting, stop all the aunties from throwing, stop all your friends from making the surrounding dirty. Just Go Green!!!

I am doing my bit, are you??

Cheers,
Sne!!