Life’s filmi soundtrack

This is a piece that appeared on Firstpost today, under the title How I met and fell in love with AR Rahman:

On my commute to work the other day, plugged in like always to my iPod, I scrolled through playlists, trying to find something I hadn’t listened to lately. I stopped at a playlist labelled Kadhalar Dhinam assuming it must have been some movie soundtrack I brought back from a past trip to Chennai and had forgotten.

As the song Kadhalenum started up, it was like someone had splashed ice water on my face. I remembered getting the album around 1999. Kadhalar Dhinam, a Tamil film starring Sonali Bendre, was also released in Hindi as Dil Hi Dil Mein.  When I first stumbled across the music by AR Rahman, even though I never saw the film, I just couldn’t stop listening to it.

At the start of the new millennium, after a slow and lengthy long-distance friendship, I had fallen in love with TamBram boy just over a decade my junior, who was living – where else – out by Edison, New Jersey. Every Friday, as soon as work was over, I’d drive out of Manhattan to his place, and we’d spend the weekend together. As I would exit the Lincoln Tunnel and Kadhalenum play from this soundtrack, I would be in great form. The weekend was starting and there was a cute boy 25 miles away waiting for me, sometimes — in the heat of summer — standing shirtless in the doorway of his garden apartment, watching me park the car.

We had talked about marriage though he was fearful of how his rather orthodox parents would react to me as his choice of spouse (hmmm, let’s see, their only child and only son involved with an Irish-American Catholic 10 years his senior…. I bet you know how this story will end, don’t you?)

But at that time, the bloom was still on the rose and we couldn’t get enough of each other, so when the shehnai blast signalled the opening bars of the film’s wedding song Nenaichchpadi, I allowed myself to daydream about what our wedding might be like. (Never mind that the reverie was soon interrupted by thoughts like, “I always perspire like crazy in silk when the temperature goes above 70 degrees, how am I ever going to make it through an entire wedding ceremony in Madras wrapped in a full-on Kanjeevaram and not look a complete mess by the end?” and “How lopsided it will all be, his huge family from the city and all corners of the globe in for the wedding, and on the bride’s side, my Mom and whatever few family or friends who’d manage to travel all the way from the US and Ireland …”)

I needn’t have worried, because within a few years, soon after we defied his parents’ and my mother’s disapproval and moved in together, he secretly posted a profile of himself on an Indian dating site and started an affair with a girl in his office.

And here’s where that soundtrack comes in again. One late December evening, just a few days shy of New Year’s Eve, he returned from supposedly “a drink with the guys at work” and announced, “You know, maybe I don’t want to get married and have kids.” It all went into slow-motion and the foundation of my life disintegrated like a sandy ledge under Wile E. Coyote in those cartoons. Soon after, we negotiated our separation. He offered to do me a huge favour and delayed his departure to remain in our home until I returned from a business trip to Malaysia: mind our cat and sign for deliveries of the new furniture I would buy to replace what he was taking with him.

I had thought that he was The One I’d be with ‘til the end, and the break-up cut me off at the knees. It was one of the darkest times of my life and I moved like the walking dead through the conference in Kuala Lumpur, somehow holding it together, just barely.

The day the conference concluded, an acquaintance in KL offered to take me on a drive to see some of the city. As I played with the radio dial on the car, I stumbled across a Malaysian Tamil station. Alternating DJ chatter and film music played in the background while we talked about the city’s architecture.  And then it happened.

That wedding song I used to daydream to while driving on the New Jersey Turnpike suddenly came on the radio and for a moment I froze, biting the cheek inside my mouth to keep from crying, the joyfulness of the song a wicked contrast to my actual situation. At that very moment, if my soon-to-be ex- wasn’t back in New Jersey entertaining his new girlfriend, he was in our apartment, boxing up his belongings in anticipation of moving out right after collecting me from the airport.

My life as a musical

But that was quite a few years ago, and this time, summer 2011, listening again as the first track of that album played, then another and another, on a lovely sunny morning, I could appreciate the beauty of the songs’ melodies. Those other memories were like watching a jittery movie clip on YouTube. It was an awful time to live through, but I survived and have thrived since then, and come to realise what a disaster it would have been if we had married or had kids.

Music has always been such a vital part of life.  Even as a little girl, spending my summers at my grandfather’s home in Ireland, I was in love with musicals like West Side Story and Fiddler on the Roof.  I would take his little portable Grundig tape recorder and ensconce myself in the apple tree in the garden, while I blared I Like to be in America and If I Were a Rich Man at full volume for my maximum enjoyment, until the poor neighbours would appear on the other side of the hedge and ask me to turn it down.

After Hindi movies became a regular part of life, so too did all the music, and not just from films, but from pop and bhangra stars too. When that TamBram boy and I were together, I introduced him to DJ Rekha’s monthly Basement Bhangra event in Manhattan, and we soon became regulars. Very happy and bolstered by one or two caipirinhas, we’d dance for hours to Mary J Blige’s Family Affair and Dil le Gayi Kuri by Jasbir Jassi. Even now, when I hear that song start up, it’s hard to not dance and sing along with the music.

It’s funny how evocative just a snippet of a song can be. To this day, when I hear Stereo Nation’s album Jambo, I’m transported back to a holiday in Padua, Italy with my mother, going for a run early in the morning, still sleepy, letting the high from the bouncy music of Oh Carol and Devotion keeping me going until the runner’s high took over.

Or Khuda Jaane from Bachna ae Haseeno evoking memories of another family visit to Venice. This time with Deepika Padukone standing in the very piazza where my Mom and I toasted each other with an aperitivo (she for my birthday and me, for Mother’s Day).

I’ll be all right

My mother raised me all by herself and it was always just the two of us. Through her career with an airline, we were able to travel the world together at least once or twice a year, until time and smoking took their toll. It was while taking my Mom’s remains home to Ireland in 2008 for her funeral that I escaped one night to try and distract myself from the approach of the dreaded day, and watched the newly released Ranbir-Deepika starrer in a Dublin cinema.
This is what I think is such a tremendous, genuinely life-affecting gift that we receive from Hindi (or Tamil or Telugu, etc) films: even if a particular movie is not to your liking, there’s a strong possibility that there may be at least one song from the film (or more) that will either improve your mood, make you want to dance, or touch your heart very deeply.

Shaad Ali and Tarun Mansukhani don’t know it, but both of their films have given me a boost when I desperately needed it. Shaad Ali’s bright and cheery Bunty aur Babli so lifted my spirits in the first few months that I was still reeling from the aftershocks of that awful break-up.

And Mansukhani’s Dostana, particularly the song Jaane Kyun / I’ll Be Alright was the one I played every morning as I marched the last few blocks to office in the three months after my Mom died and the reality slowly sank in that I had lost her, and I also found myself at the risk of possibly losing my job. As the buoyant music and that “I’ll be alright” refrain poured into my head, I kept reminding myself that the two things I had dreaded most in the world had happened, only a few years apart from each other. I had lost the boyfriend and then lost my mother. And to my surprise, I’d survived, so I just had to hang on somehow, keep moving forward and I would indeed be all right eventually.

And I was!

U2 concert pix

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Here are some pictures from this Wednesday’s U2 concert at the new Meadowlands Stadium in New Jersey, delayed by one year due to Bono’s back surgery.

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Even with the balmy weather, it was a brilliant show.

That expensive claw device that they designed to give their stadium show audiences a 360 degree experience was well worth the 200 trucks and 400 tons of equipment comprising it.

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Part accordeon-like expanding jumbotron screen,

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part light show, part theater-in-the-round, The Claw and the band made a show for tens of thousands of fans feel like a much more intimate experience.

And, at times, I found the vertical pole at the top of The Claw reminded me of a cathedral spire:

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While we waited for the band to take to the stage, the massive flexible screen above the stage had a zipper of global locations and times rolling by, including this mention of India:

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and here, closer:

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Oh Karan: the Masala Zindabad KWK Season 3 Awards podcast

Karan Oh Karan:  the Masala Zindabad KWK Season 3 Awards podcast

There’s that line parents give their children: ”It’s not that we’re mad at you, we’re disappointed,” and I think it really sums up my mixed feelings about the chat show (or should I say “cat show”, for all the catty behavior exhibited therein?) that is Koffee With Karan.

Amrita of IndieQuill and Beth of Beth Loves Bollywood invited me to discuss the first half of Season Three with them on their joint venture, Masala Zindabad, which we did here several months back.

As I watched this season, I kept thinking to myself “Karan Johar is such a smart, funny guy who knows a ton about the Hindi film biz (“I’m an industry bachcha” he said on one episode); he’s capable of so much more than just this.”  And the few times that guests like Sajid Khan or Zoya Akhtar stray too far down the let’s-discuss-the-actual-film-biz path, our nattily attired host brings us all back to far more important things like “Deepika or Sonam, the brighter future?” or “The Khan for all seasons – Aamir, Salman, Shahrukh?”

Sure, there are funny and sometimes surprising moments on the show, and some that are actually enlightening about the Hindi film industry, but, in the main, the show turns into something of a high-gloss walk through the cafeteria of a very expensive private high school.

There’s the new kids, desperate to fit in and be accepted, there’s the older kids striking a pose and trying to impress everyone, and then there’s the cliques of kids who’ve known each other since elementary school (or maybe even pre-K), who are somewhat jaded and seem to have their own insider-y language and code of behavior that’s unspoken, but known to those special few.

When the season ended recently and Karan and his team of guests handed out their awards, we concurred that we found the award categories rather bland and decided to do our own on a follow-up podcast, and also touch a little bit on the new show, Simi Garewal’s India’s Most Desireable.

You can hear the awards, end-of-season podcast here, and if you’d like, you can subscribe to the whole series of podcasts on iTunes.

On this episode, you can hear:

Masala Zindabad’s KWK Season 3 awards

The Good

  • The guest I’d actually like to meet for a coffee or a drink
  • The most pleasantly surprising guest
  • The cattiest Rapid Fire Round female and male

The Bad

  • The most eye-roll-inducing moment/guest/episode
  • The most adolescent behavior

The Ugly

  • The guest whose ensemble made me say “What the……” or “What was he/she thinking?”
  • The most toe-curling, cringeworthy moment/episode

Our wishes for the future of KWK

  • The No. 1 change we wish they’d make to the format of the show
  • The guest(s) we wish Karan would have on

During the podcast you’ll also get to hear me bemoan the atrocious outfit that the uber-elegant Amitabh Bachchan was dressed in (how could they do this to him??):

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and there’s a little rant about very-beautiful-girls-who-can’t-stop-flicking-and-fussing-with-their-hair-so-you-don’t-take-your-eyes-off-them-for-a-moment.  Case in point:

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Then there’s this:

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And this:

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And also this:

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No wait, there’s more:

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Still more:

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And for anyone who’s wondering, this is the object that I am convinced is a Roomba, sitting there on the de rigeur glass-and-metal Koffee table.  As soon as the director yells “Cut!” on the final take, some stagehand comes out and places it on the floor so it can scoot about vacuuming up any hair that Piggy Chops might have shed during all that incessant primping:

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Go, Kalinda, go!

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Photo credit: CBS

Very pleased to see Archie Panjabi among the Emmy nominees just announced for her excellent work in CBS series The Good Wife.

That show has been one of the best written, most intelligent and consistently surprising series to come along in several years.  It’s layered and textured and never takes a misstep.  And one of the characters I most look forward to each week is Panjabi’s Kalinda, for her brains and her strength and her unpredictable edge.

Here’s an interview I did with her several years back at the time of the release of A Mighty Heart.

Disney releasing three Indian films in North America

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Two weeks from today Walt Disney Studios will take a historic step forward with the release of three Indian films in North America.

On July 26th, Disney is simultaneously releasing Do Dooni Char, Zokkomon and Once Upon a Warrior on DVD, video-on-demand, and digital download.  They will also be featured on iTunes that day.  The three films will be in their original languages (Hindi for Do Dooni Char and Zokkomon, Telugu for Once Upon a Warrior) and will have English subtitles.

Here are Disney’s descriptions of the films:

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DO DOONI CHAAR is a heart-warming comedy about the dreams and challenges of a middle-class family who take a chaotic journey to fulfill their dream of owning a car and discover the true meaning of family along the way.  The film was written and directed by Habib Faisal (co-writer of “Salaam Namaste”) and features Rishi Kapoor, Neetu Kapoor, Aditi Vasudev, Archit Krishna, Akhilendra Mishra, Natasha Rastogi, Supriya Shukla, Mohit Chaddha and Avtar Sahni. It won India’s prestigious National Award for Best Hindi Film of the Year as well as the Best Actor Award from the 2011 New York Indian Film Festival for Rishi Kapoor.

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As the first ever Disney Telugu fantasy adventure, ONCE UPON A WARRIOR is about a swashbuckling warrior on an epic quest to save a mystical young girl from a wicked Queen in the ultimate battle between good and evil.  In the tradition of “Pirates of the Caribbean” and “Prince of Persia,” the film features an all-star cast including Siddharth, Shruti Haasan and Lakshmi Manchu. The background score is from Salim-Sulaiman and the Music Directors are Koti, Mickey J. Mayer,  Salim-Sulaiman and M.M. Keeravani.  The film is produced by Prasad Devinini, Prakash Kovelamudi and Written & Directed by Prakash Kovelamudi.  K. Raghavendra Rao who has over 100 Telugu films among his credits, is also a producer.

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Zokkomon is a thrilling Hindi action adventure film about an ordinary boy who overcomes extraordinary challenges to become a magical hero.  The film had its World Premiere at the Indian Film Festival in Los Angeles and a limited theatrical release.  Featuring well-known Indian stars Darsheel Safary and Anupam Kher (“Bend it Like Beckham”) the film features music by India’s most popular trio, Shankar Ehsaan Loy.