A Jolly Good Time!

It’s a mini vacation of mine
I am having a jolly good time

From the house one can see beautiful scenes
It stands in the midst of greens

It’s the home of the dreams
It’s surreal by all means

I have to spot a famous deer yet
The deer can then talk about a girl it once met

Abu is the cutest boy
All day we play with many a toy

I have learnt his language
I am almost becoming his age

We have lots of fun
All day long

I will miss him I know
Once I move out of this abode

Abu and Sunil, popularly known as Shingu
The loads of masti that they do

I will remember always
Their naughty ways

Shingu loves cars and is crazy about Don (Amitabh obv!)
From Shingu to Abu, the obsession is being passed on

Sunil loves the little munchkin from his heart
The munchkin thinks he is a big star

The weather here is nice
To top it all Sanju’s food is lovely to dine

Sanju and I go out shopping
Other times I learn some cooking

We talk all day long
And watch movies and sing along

Pretty and tall is she
I wish I were like her-yes me

Vikas and Shingu work from dawn to dusk
The value of hard work I learn must

Shingu and Vikas discuss office all the time
Like it was some precious gold mine

Here it’s relaxing and fun
Sometimes I wish time would stop to run

It’s a mini vacation of mine
I am having a jolly good time!

Bombay to New York - Journey Unfolded

I was to reach the airport 3 hours before my flight. I was late already. I reached about 2 hours before. I hardly got any time to say goodbyes at the airport. I just rushed into the airport. I looked around and there was hardly anybody checking in. I was thinking to myself, ‘I must be really late for me to be seeing such a scene!’ The authorities had changed some procedures. I had to directly check in. I was praying that I wouldn’t have to pay extra for any extra luggage when my luggage was being weighed...Thankfully it was only about 1 kg more than the allowed weight. Then I went through the security and reached the gate from which my aircraft was going to depart. It was all over very quickly since I was the only one left to check in this late! What I saw at the waiting area shook me a little. The passengers were all men and not a single female passenger was to be found. I guess this is what happens when you book a flight at the last minute. You are left with little or no choice at all. But what could be done now – I was to just wait and board. After a while 2 girls one after the other, looking my age, walked in. That was a relief! An hour later, when we were standing in the queue for boarding the aircraft, another girl – A, got chatty. Both of us were going to New York. But we were going to be together only till Bahrain (first halt), because after that she was going to London and I was going to go to Paris (second halt). But both of us felt happy that at least for the long halt at Bahrain we had each other's company. Once we got inside the aircraft we even requested for seats beside each other. And the kind air hostess obliged!
We reached Bahrain before time, which only implied that we had to spend some more time at Bahrain. While we were walking out the other 2 girls whom I had seen earlier joined us. One of them was going to New York and the other was going to London. So now I was a part of 4-girl-gang going to be spending 6 hours at Bahrain! We looked around a bit and then we settled at a nice waiting lounge. There were wireless internet booths all over, at which we took turns to chat and send emails. Then we were just chit chatting. After a while we went to a lovely coffee shop, ordered some flavored coffee drinks and opened 2 big packets of theplas – an Indian delicacy! We clicked some photos of the new Jaguar XJ 2009 – o boy what a car that one is! Some more window shopping at the duty free shops and the time flied…That’s all, then I went to my departure gate to board a flight to Paris and the other three girls went to another gate to board a flight to London.Bahrain was unexpected fun :)
At the departure lounge I met a young Iranian girl who lived in Paris. She was going back home from a vacation to Iran. It was nice…for quite some time we were talking …and talking in which language but French. It was a well needed brush up on my French skills! Boarded the aircraft – it was 1 am – went off to sleep – I got 2 seats to myself :) – the guy beside me went to sit elsewhere because his TV screen was not working. I woke up to find myself witnessing a lovely Paris morning. Paris was fun. Did some shopping. Boarded the flight. The aircraft was almost full and yet no one had occupied the seat beside me. Finally someone came. As it turns out he too was going to be living in NY…! The flight was delayed because the authorities had to remove the luggage of a passenger who did not board the aircraft. That took quite some time. When that was done and the aircraft was ready to leave, the pilot announced that there was some another technical glitch that they had to sort before they took off. So that took some time. But finally the plane took off. The journey was long and boring and tiresome. I was really bored till we got talking about France, India and the US. I kept drinking orange juice throughout. The ride was a little bumpy due to some weather conditions. Rest was okay. Reached NY half an hour late. That’s all!

The D Day

Yes the day I have been dreading has arrived; finally. I am getting ready. I am just unable to decide to wear Indian or to wear something Western. What if I wear an Indian dress and they think that she is too Indian and might not be able to adjust to ‘their way of living’; What if I wear a western outfit and they think that she is already quite westernized and might not want to return to her country once she lands there...Some more what ifs…now I am going to stop thinking and just wear something I like. And voila, my dress for the damn interview is ready – a black formal skirt and a stripe shirt.
I am on my way to the consulate. I have stacks of print outs and a big fat book that I plan to read on my way. I read and then I read some more. And whilst I read I am thinking to myself that I am quite sure that the more I read the lesser questions they shall ask me. So I read some more! I arrive and the clumsy girl I am I stand in the incorrect queue for the first 10 minutes. Then someone comes and tells me the correct queue to stand in. There are 2 young girls standing ahead of me. After about 5 minutes of just waiting and not having anything to do, we three girls get chatty. As it turns out all three of us are students and we go on yapping about this and that and then about that and this!
The time seems to pass by quite well and the long queue doesn’t seem so long anymore. (So I guess it turns out that all is well that ends well because if I wouldn’t have stood in the wrong queue earlier I would not have been standing with these girls now and instead would have been getting super bored!)
After a while we move into the consulate and get certain procedures done with. And we wait for our respective turns. The wait seems quite a torture. It seems the walls are moving closer into the centre of the room and are going to squeeze us soon. We three are sitting together; silence engulfs us. I can hardly hear anything. I get the feeling that I am sitting in some kind of vacuum. We are waiting. We can see interview cabin door number 8. The interview of each visa applicant who enters this cabin lasts about 12 to 17 minutes (now this is considered a long interview!) Everyone who is going into this cabin is coming out with a ‘visa rejected’ expression and her/his passport in hand. This applies for everyone who goes into this door. We three do not want to say anything, but we are all hoping and wishing that our token number doesn’t come for this cabin. After about 25 minutes the third girl’s token number is called and her interview cabin is number 8. We three look each at other – both of us wish her luck and she goes in. I have never skipped as many heart beats in my life as I might have in those several minutes. We could see her partially; and every time the interviewer spoke and she showed her documents we almost thought the unthinkable. It’s been long and the interview is still going on. We are getting restless; the second girl is even sweating a little! We are worried because it so seems that they never really need any real reason to reject a visa application – they could just do it...- they have the power! The next minute she comes out and she smiles a big smile and shows us a thumb up…! And we are relieved – o boy! At least the jinx is broken! After a while the second girl’s token number is called out and what else but it is the cabin number 8…it is a long interview but I am confident she will come back with a ‘visa granted’ smile. And guess what - she does come out with that big smile. Now I am all alone. All I got to do now is wait and wait some more. It’s been about 40 minutes that I have been waiting and my token number has not been called out yet. I start to get a feeling that I was day dreaming and that I might have missed my number. I am almost pondering if I should go to the official desk and ask…And I hear my token number being called out and to the cabin door 3. I enter. She is a pretty looking young lady. She asks me why I want to go there. I speak for about 15 seconds. She is busy looking at the screen in front of her. She asks me which state I am going to. I answer. She smiles. She says you are going to have fun. Then she says, ‘your visa has been granted.’ That’s all. It’s over. My visa interview lasted for a minute. It was a breeze.
I walk out of the cabin and the feeling is nice. I seem to not notice anything. I do not see any tensed faces, any what-will-happen expressions, nothing at all…the room seems pretty empty to me…I walk out of the consulate; happy.

Dilli Ke Bandar / ‘Dil’hi Mein Bandar / Chandni Chowk to ‘Bumbai’ / Dilli Billiis / Dilli Ki Billis !!

DISCLAIMER: The following is subject to the Readers' Choice. If you find the content offensive, kindly excuse and move on to the next post / blog. . I mean no offence to anyone! I am only a slave of my thoughts!

Other-city-ites can never be anything but that. Irrespective of how much they say that they hate Bombay for its people/crowd/fast life/ blah blah…, they always (and it shows) secretly want to be like us, Bombayites.
I happened to meet 2 such non-Bombayites. These 2 women from Dilli made me ponder…Here are the things that non-Bombayites will do for which I just plainly abhor them.
They sure will wish to use the services of our city’s lifeline ‘local’ trains. However, when they will enter a compartment they will exclaim, “Oh My God! It is so crowded! It is so dirty! It is so hot! It is so this and it is so that!” Then they will relentlessly talk about how they ‘just drive to wherever they wish to go in Delhi’ in their posh new car(read bought, by taking a loan, to show off even though they could not afford it)(or read as the new car that came as a ‘gift’ from the daughter-in-law’s parents in son’s wedding.)
They will wear cherry red tee shirt with black formal trousers(they call them pants), carry a crimson red hold-all(they call it bag) with multiple chains on it, wear green Osho chappals(they call them bathroom slippers), and will also carry an orange jhola. Oh wait – I almost forgot – constant listening of ‘music’ will happen on the pink Ipod ‘look-a-like’ music player.
They will continuously cry and whine about the ‘Noise’ in our city, about the various people who sing/sell in the trains and what not. Of course whilst they are at it, they assure that they speak sensitively. I will even go to the extent of saying that they whisper in each other’s ears (one woman will lean towards the other woman’s ear and speak into the ear while covering her own mouth and the other woman’s ear by her hand.) And by whisper I mean that if they talk to each other, in the aforementioned manner, sitting at one side of the window of a compartment; you, who are sitting at the other side of the window, ‘cannot’ hear them at all. This is because they are ‘oh so not loud’ and they do not, in any manner, contribute to the aforementioned ‘Noise’!!!!
Mother daughter duo will incessantly exchange gossips/ happenings in the acquaintances’/ relatives’ lives with so much gusto and enthusiasm; it will make you wonder whether it really is so much fun to gossip.
They will carry 6 bags amongst 2 women( well, I do not have an issue with that) and they will put all these huge luggage bags on display on the seats(the issue part comes here)
Then, when other lady travelers will want to come and sit on the seats meant for sitting, and not meant for keeping bags; they will flick and go ‘tch tch’ and act that other lady travelers are causing them immense trouble when they(other lady travelers) insist that they(the 2 women) keep the luggage down under the seats!

P.S: Do post your comments / views /gaalis :P below...!

The Singing Sunday!

Just when I thought a Sunday is always about lazing, not taking a shower till late evening, watching reruns of reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S’ back to back episodes, or watching some already-seen crappy Bollywood movie yet again, the dear Life threw something, totally unexpected and full-on fun, at me, and guess what, I caught it !
It so happened that I woke up really ‘very late’ (also read as 12 00 hours) for a class at 9 00 hours on a Sunday morning at the Business School. Now you may want to ask the question, “Why could not you have slept on time (also read as 23 00 hours last night) instead of at 3 00 hours last night”. The answer to that shall be, “I was helping out a girl friend draft a 6 line email to a may-or-may-not-be-mother-in-law. This primarily took us 3 hours, since the 2 of us girls were working together on this one email. The more amount of time may be justified by the fact that we did not want the girl friend to seem too eager to her may-or-may-not-be-mother-in-law, and hence we had to be extra extra cautious of each sentence/phrase/word/letter that went into the email.”
Well, so I guess we have firmly established that I woke up late, the reasons for the same, and the fact that it was too late to go to school then. In a while, consumption of breakfast happened. Soon after, when I was contemplating whether I should read or laze or sleep some more or watch the good ol TV or do some FBing or blog, the door bell rang.

The Young Girl
As I continued to slouch on the couch, I saw the door being answered by her. 2 neighbourly kids were at the door, asking her to come and join them in the lobby to play some cute kiddy game. In the beginning, she politely begged to be excused. But kids being kids, never take no for an answer. And she was persuaded enough to go wear her sport shoes and be present in the lobby in a matter of 2 minutes.

Attain the Juggler Hands
4 small kids and one young girl (read as ‘old’ by some) decided they could try juggling tennis balls. They attempted one by one but no one was really able to juggle 2 tennis balls. So she suggested they all try slowly and first try to learn the technique. And after a while one boy got it right! And then he taught the girl, and then she taught the other kids. And then the lobby was a place of laugh riot, as the juggling made everyone yell and scream with joy and fun.

Spin-The-Top
They say while with kids be like the kids. They all got bored with so much juggling and decided they must now play another game. That is when they decided to play ‘spin the top’. All of them were amateurs at the game. They were trying hard to spin the top correctly, until when a neighbour uncle came along and taught them the real trick of the ‘spin the top’ trade! They practiced and in a matter of 10 minutes they were all were spinning the tops like professionals!

Lobby Cric-nnis (derived from Lawn Tennis and Cricket)
How would an evening full of Kids be over without inventing a new game? They did not have lawn tennis rackets and did not have a lawn. What they did have was a lobby and 2 cricket bats and tennis balls. Old style cricket is losing its charm with the kids these days, what with all the football fan following and tennis players gaining the media limelight. That is when they decided they will use the 2 cricket bats as substitutes for tennis rackets and play cric-nnis! The rules were same as those of Lawn Tennis. The pro that she is, the girl was winning. But the dear ‘Didi of the kids’ that she is she let one of the kids win. :).

Un‘adult’erated Fun
She came back home and was narrating the lovely anecdotes of the Un‘adult’erated Fun that she had had. That got me thinking that is it really that I have grown so old, that I suppress the young kid in me to just be a kid and enjoy life without the hassles that adults deal with all the time?
And that is when I decided that no longer will the little kid in me and me, live separately!
And then I sang happily !!

The Week That Was Not

Moody Monday
I am certain, its due to the Monday blues,
That I don’t seem to have any clues;

So lost I am,
Life seems such a scam;

I wish school were over soon,
Then I could even fly to the moon;

Instead I am stuck here,
Want to run and have no fear;

Tearsome Tuesday
Lost Phone
Lost money
Spent lot of money
Bad news about result unavailable(read as Fail) online

Winner Wednesday
Results out

Troublesome Thursday
Lost my dear old full of important data pendrive

Fearlsome Friday
Did not find the pendrive
Fear of losing important data on the pendrive(because I had no back up)

Sad Saturday
Attended econometrics class.
Did not understand a letter.
Depressing. Very
Then attended a talk on Human Rights. Thought provoking(will write on it in a day or two) and depressing too.

Singing Sunday
Refer next post :)

Things To Do in Life

Float in Zero-Gravity
Sky dive
Enter the Eiffel Tower, Paris, France
Swim with sharks in the ocean
Almost go to the jail/ prison
Touch a Giraffe’s ear/nose
Behave like a 7 year old kid for a day
Sleep underneath the snow
Have a lioness sit in your lap
Para Sail
Date a criminal
Sleep underneath the sand
Drive on a F1 race track
Dine with George Clooney
Eat a thing/whatever alive
Own 100(or more, but at least 100) shoes, one point in time
Sit on an elephant (not to ride)
Own a Porsche
Shoplift – for fun
Hop on to an Ostrich
Gatecrash a stranger’s wedding/reception
Fight a Bull
Own a company
Travel to at least 190 countries
Sit on a camel (not to ride)
Bathe in chocolate
Buy a company
Smoke
Go on a blind date
Meet the Real Santa Clause
Build a sand castle
Feel an earthquake
Make a snow woman
Walk the ramp/ runway
Visit the North Pole
Ice skate
Feed and swim with the Dolphins
Write/blog from ‘Away’ and ‘Beyond’

There are many more…will post more later..!! hehe

Meanwhile..you should post your TTD list here..!

Things with me ?

And Things with me?
Things with me these days are such …

As she woke up this morning, and drew open the curtains, rather in the manner of some important functionary unveiling a statue, a golden glow filled the room.
As she lay there, watching the sunlight and thinking of this and that, it was not long before her thoughts began to drift in a conflicting direction. And then, that is when she had a feeling that she was trying to be heard in the drowsy stillness, the skies had turned from blue to grey, the horizon had become dark with unwholesome-looking clouds, and the wind was blowing with a gradually increasing force, the air cried a shrill melancholy wail…

She is certain, this semester is jinxed,
Her emotions to this are mixed;

She has taken everything so lightly,
Her behaviour seems so ghastly; !

It would all be pardoned only if she had a job that paid,
Or it would suffice, even if she were doing some trade; !

But alas! Such is not the case,
Things are still quite a haze;

She is sinking in the boat of recession,
The air seems so full of tension;

Has all the time in the world to pass,
'Coz she hardly goes to school or attends any class;

Soon, her breakfast, being had a few minutes later, brought about the restoration of her sense of well-being. So pronounced was the optimism engendered by the food, it seemed to her that she had been allowing the world’s menace to agitate her unnecessarily. She was having a sense of having passed through the valley of the shadow and somehow scrambled back safely to the other side.
She is not losing all her hope,
She would like to believe there is still some scope..!!

Haha..!!

TP at VT Captured Memories

I was telling Poppins that while I was attempting to write the previous post, I somehow found myself at a loss of words to describe the fun and the evening. Well his reponse was,

Well there weren’t many words to write about yesterday, where there?
It was (a hundred) pictures speaking a thousand words, all the way !

Well I couldn’t agree more..!! I am not going to be uploading all pics, but just about a few. Now mind you they are not high Mega Pixel pictures, but they are ‘good shots’ all the way :P


The sister of the first fish !!

The 'white light in the middle of the picture' is the 'Moon'!

My favorite shot this !

An evening at VeeTee; With Poppins, Viks, and GeeTee !

The day at school was such a bore,
My poor heart was crying from the core;

I was wondering: why am I here again,
I could instead be playing a baddy game; !

Our subjects are anyways all crap,
The jargons, I am certain, are a part of a bigger corporate trap; !

By the end of the day, my eyes were almost closing,
I was almost dosing; !

After many days of doing nothing, we had a long day at school. 3 long lectures. Finally at about 19.30 hours we could smell the air of freedom…(meaning, our lectures got over and we were free to do what we wished…!) so we started our way out of the school and paid the customary visit to the Tapri. Then we decided we will go eat some yum food for dinner.
As we started walking towards Fort, it dawned on me (for the umpteenth) time, that how beautiful is our city. And there I went, click click with the camera. We entered the restaurant. Poppins and GT decided to have their favorite chicken dish; Viks was fasting so he called for no food..!; and I called for fish fry.
The evening was super fun as I behaved my crazy cute self ( :P ), and as three buffoons kept pulling my leg over topics after topics.
Now some funny stuff: I eat one fish, call for another – whist I am eating the second one, I solemnly declare: “I think this fish is the sister of the previous fish”. Lol
Then after a while Poppins wants to eat fish so he utters: “lets order one more and see if they were triplets!” lol
This evening was something! Super Fun ! Jokes seemed to be never ending. I had a blast. I am guessing everyone laughed a lot. Of course I laughed till my face became a cherry red...haha…
While on our walk back I shot so many photos*. All ..oh ok..Most of them have come out fabulous (according to me that is!). Poor Viks…after a while he was like…bus kar yaar…mera camera MERA camera hai…bus bhi kar…abhi toh camera bhi bechara pareshan ho gaya ho ga…
At this moment I had full mind to say, ‘how will the camera become ‘Pareshan’. I mean it after all is a ‘Nokia’ camera…! Lol.. But I just refrained from saying that!

Now…something that I wrote for my dear friends and also for one dear lady author ;) :) :

Hope your dinner was a lovely dish,
Now a good night to you is what I wish;

End of the day I wish you a sound-sleep treat,
Hope you have many a dreams sweet; !

In your dreams go fly to the moon,
Or even shoot or hit some goon; !

Now, now do go sleep,
In a calm slumber deep !


*Shall be uploading those to-be-award-winning-photos tomorrow! :P

Dev D - Thoughts after the movie/ Movie Review - Sunday, February 8, 2009

Dev D – Direction: Anurag Kashyap – Cast: Abhay Deol, Mahi Gill, Kalki Koechlin
Dev Doom
A rating of 4 stars by the so called movie critics in Bombay, for the movie Dev D, is beyond my comprehension. I agree, that the actors did a fantastic job, the movie was well directed, and cinematography was absolutely fantastic. The movie could be called as entertainment to a certain extent. But my problem with the movie deals with the entire concept/plot of the movie itself.
A rich kid (Abhay Deol) in love with a girl(Mahi Gill). Mistrusts the girl. Dumps her, insults her. Girl gets married to another guy. Rich kid realizes his mistake later. Regrets. Takes solace in alcohol, drugs. Enters another traumatized girl(Kalki Koechlin) who has become a CSW to support herself. Rich kid meets new girl. Falls in love. Mistrusts her. More alcohol, drugs. Drunken driven – kills people – has to go to jail. Somehow gets bail. Realizes his mistake. Goes back to the new girl. She takes him back. They decide to live simpler lives. They decide to go the police. And then live happily after.
I say, isn’t there enough misery, poverty, alcohol, killing, drugs already in real life that One goes and makes a movie so real? The movie is made for a commercial mass audience. An audience which is less educated, naïve, gullible, and easily influenced. Throughout the movie, one thing comes across very strongly – your life has problems? Do not worry because you can find momentary joy in alcohol and drugs. It is my guess that except some of the people who watch this movie, others have no idea what actual drugs like marijuana, weed, pot, LSDs are all about. This movie is taking these substances nearer to the common woman/man (in terms of the awareness). The movie does not even talk about rehabilitation. Rehabs can be as expensive as INR 6 lacs for 21 days. Let’s not forget that rehab will not necessarily cure any of the addictions. Not to digress further, what I am trying to say here is that the depiction is partial.
Now, people will want to point out that the Devdas directed by Sanjay Leela Bhansali staring Shah Rukh Khan had too, the same story. But, I would like to point out here is that the movie belonged to a slightly older era and replication of the same by today’s youth/ generation is not so much as possible. But here, the contemporary Dev D can be epitomized by the youth today. I am not saying that Dev Ds do not already exist. There exist but only a few. I am not sure whether the movie has got a U (For Universal Audience rating) or an A (For Adults Only), but there sure was no checking of any sort of ‘above-18 years-of-age’. The audience in the multiplex where I saw the movie comprised of many a just-out-of-school youth. These are the people who tend to ‘take life lightly’/ have a ‘enjoy while it lasts attitude’. I even heard some people scoff loudly at scenes where nothing was even moderately funny. I am not being narrow minded here. But there has to a limit. And then we say that the country is witnessing more crime, more children leaving home, more homes breaking apart and so on…
I believe, everyone should have creative freedom to create what their mind wishes. But in a case like ‘commercial movie for a mass audience’ – please refrain from topics which are likely to make people go astray. I am fond of watching movies, and I watch many a foreign language movies which have portrayed deeper trauma and misery. But the audience that they cater to is much more evolved/ informed.
I would say this should be made into a documentary and less of a commercial film. And more than needed are some disclaimers and a kind of a write up before or after the movie for the people to read.

Answers to Quiz 2 - Taglines & Automobile Brands - Friday, January 30, 2009

Answers to Quiz 2 - Taglines & Automobile Brands - Friday, January 30, 2009
Taglines & Automobile Brands
Break through; Life. Liberty. And The Pursuit - Cadillac
Like a rock - Chevrolet trucks
Let’s motor - Mini
Drivers wanted - Volkswagen
Dream Up; Beyond Precision - Buick
For Life - Volvo
Professional Grade - GMC
Ram Tough; Grab Life by the Horns - Dodge
Dogs Love Trucks - Nissan
For a Special Journey Called Life - Optra
Reclaim Your Life! - Dicor
Make Friends with Your Fast; Safe Happens - VW
The Answer is here - Mahindra Renault
Nothing else will do - Scorpio
Admiration Guaranteed - Fiat Linea

Quiz 2 - Taglines & Automobile Brands - Friday, January 23, 2009... + Answers to Quiz 1

Answers to Quiz 1 - Taglines & Automobile companies - Monday, January 19, 2009

Taglines - Automobile companies
Moving Forward; Oh, What a Feeling - Toyota
the world's largest automaker -GM
Drivers Wanted - Volkswagen
Bold Moves; Built for the Road Ahead - Ford
The Power of Dreams - Honda
Like a Rock - Chevrolet
Shift_ - Nissan
Drive your Way - Hyundai
Way of Life - Suzuki
Engineered Beautifully - Chrysler
The Ultimate Driving Machine - BMW
Drive@earth; Wake up and drive; Driven to Thrill - Mitsubishi
Zoom Zoom - Mazda
Even More Car per Car - Tata Motors

Quiz 2 - Taglines & Automobile Brands - Friday, January 23, 2009

Taglines - Automobile Brands
Break through; Life. Liberty. And The Pursuit
Like a rock
Let’s motor
Drivers wanted
Dream Up; Beyond Precision
For Life
Professional Grade
Ram Tough, Grab Life by the Horns
Dogs Love Trucks
For a Special Journey Called Life
Reclaim Your Life!
Make Friends with Your Fast; Safe Happens
The Answer is here
Nothing else will do

Quiz 1 - Taglines & Automobile companies - Monday, January 19, 2009

Hello,
Time has come to be wearing our thinking hats!
Starting today is a series of quizzes. Quizzes are going to related to fields of marketing, brands, products, taglines, captions, baselines, logos, jingles, advertisement campaigns, brand ambassadors and more related to Marketing.
Efforts shall be taken to ensure the quizzes are systematic…dealing in a particular industry/sector/company/idea each time. Any criticisms, comments, suggestions are welcome and can be posted!
Questions shall be posted each day. You have a day to crack the quizzes and post in your answers. The winner will be chosen on the basis of ‘first post with all correct answers’.
The subsequent correct answers shall be posted the next day.

Quiz 1 - Taglines & Automobile companies - Monday, January 19, 2009

Taglines & Automobile companies
Moving Forward, Oh What a Feeling
the world's largest automaker
Drivers Wanted
Bold Moves, Built for the Road Ahead
The Power of Dreams
Like a Rock
Shift_
Drive your Way
Way of Life
Engineered Beautifully
The Ultimate Driving Machine
Drive@earth, Wake up and drive, Driven to Thrill
Zoom Zoom
Even More Car per Car


Now, fill in the names of the companies...and post your answers...!!
Happy Taglining!!

BPL Mobile

To
Sumeet Badlaney
Customer Services Head, BPL Mobile

I am writing to you for the umpteenth time in the past few months (you see, I LOVE BPL Mobile so much, that I cannot get enough of the little communication that I constantly have with BPL Mobile).
During the past 10 days I was out of Mumbai city, for holidays. I lived in 2 states and traveled across 4 states in India. I can not start to tell you about the AMAZING service that BPL Mobile, provided to me while I was traveling.
I stayed in Kashmir in a high security zone. While I was there I was provided with amazing service and CONSTANT network by BPL Mobile, (to be precise I shall mention the dates here- 26th December 2008 to 31st December 2008). NOTonce did my phone show ‘no network’. I was, very efficiently, able to use the phone at all times of the day and the night. I MADE many important outgoing calls and received many critical important calls while I was living in Kashmir( since, as I mentioned earlier, BPL Mobile is just SO GOOD with their network and supreme on the technology they use). Not once did I feel unsafe due to my inability to use my cell phone (since I was always able to use my cell phone).
I did not, at all feel the need to buy to local SIM cards of other service providers, neither in Kashmir nor in Delhi. I guess this is because BPL Mobile HAS revolutionized the mobile communications industry in India with its state of the art technology (remarkably wonderful network), which includes the unique network design (I was able to use the services across many states, as I mentioned earlier).
I suppose BPL Mobile’s this achievement is a result of BPL Mobile's philosophy to GIVE the consumer a truly world class experience( I am sure NO other service provider in the entire world can match up to BPL Mobile’s such HIGH standards) through technology (BPL Mobile provides with you with constant network anywhere across the country and also everywhere across the Mumbai city)(also, BPL Mobile NEVER sends you incorrect bills, BPL Mobile NEVER over charges you due to technical faults) services( such DEDICATED customer service executives***- they NEVER MAKE ANY FALSE promises, they NEVER PUT YOU ON LONG HOLDS, they NEVER DISCONEECT the call if they can not solve a particular problem) and a network that gives Superior Coverage and Amazing Clarity(you never ever come across cross connections, you never have to say ‘I-can not-hear-a-word-of-what-you-are-saying’ while on a call via BPL Mobile.
Being in the service industry (mark the words here- BPL Mobile is NOT in the service industry of torturing people and giving people un due tension and trouble) and customer centricity being at the core(the thing to be noted here is that the customer sure is at the center. But at center of what? - is the question. I am assuming BPL Mobile keeps the customer at the center and then BPL Mobile plans all the strategies to trouble the customer in every possible way it can, around the customer.
If BPL Mobile wishes to label itself "Best in the Business", they sure should label itself that. The only point of contention here is best in which business. Business of – providing absolutely no network to its customers, ensuring incorrect billing, disconnecting the phone line of a customer many many times, constantly making false promises, ensuring problems do not get resolved quickly and efficiently and permanently.

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I like communicating with your customer care executives so much that I call them often, and we ended up talking for many many minutes at a stretch:

Date call minutes
03-11-08 16
17-11-08 40
18-11-08 30
02-12-08 20
06-12-08 70
08-12-08 46
18-12-08 34

Clearly, I have no work in life. I have more than enough time to be making these calls. It seems to come across that I enjoy calling up BPL Mobile for no reason what so ever (you see, I face no problem, I just call and we chat about the weather and politics and recent news). My time is not at all precious. The only thing I have left in life is to call BPL Mobile.
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Always appreciating BPL Mobile
Yours sincerely