Morning of September 21, after having my morning cup of tea, I picked up the morning English daily from the front balcony. Like every other day the newspaper boy had done his job of distribution.
As I picked up the paper, I felt something hard within the usual folds. Opening it up something began to talk...totally taken by surprise had to look around to find where the strange voice was coming from. It was utter surprise to find a small black plastic case attached to the back page from where the all the talking was coming. With a closer look I found it was the talking advertisement of the New Volkswagen Vento sedan. This was a box, doubtless working on a battery and it took some time to stop the talking...folding it up the sound vanished in thin air. For how long the battery will last, I know not, but I’m surprised at this new and innovative Ad.
It’s a new beginning of its kind in advertisement and no doubt name of this product will remain in the minds of the people for a long time...until and unless the old newspaper lot is sold off as raddi to the kabadiwala.
My daily TOI (Times of India) brought this magic into my home. I’ve kept this tucked away in a safe place so that I can share this unique and interesting Ad with others...for those who didn’t get a chance of seeing and hearing this new and innovative idea.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Random Thoughts
I have been thinking a lot. Why? No simple answer. Thoughts are floating like clouds in my mind.
Not feeling comfortable...very thoughtful about the havoc the floods are creating. Yes...the summer this year had been so very hot in Delhi. And now the rains...are continuing...making life difficult.
Why has the river...our sacred Ganga getting so furious? Possibly her patience has given away. Not even once did the people think before dumping all the dirt into her waters. Factories let the poisonous materials fall into her lap. Again I’m thinking...maybe she was so choked, couldn’t even breath properly. She had to find a way to clean herself of all this.
Haan...and all the sins that folks have washed in her waters...and just see the state of affairs of the Common Wealth Games...sinful happenings from the corridors of dishonesty. This is the first thing I can think as of now. Corruption...Foot overbridge collapsing...not Humpty Dumpty having a fall...hardly matters if the poor worker is injured or loses his life...
...today a part of the False Ceiling of a Stadium falling down...and the whole mess has come to light.
I am thoughtful again...why not...did you not hear the same I heard...one CWG official said...Their hygiene is different from Ours. So we are ready to sleep on the bed a stray dog sleeps, use toilets and bathrooms with stains...doesn’t matter...
Ha ha ha...after all the skin colour matters.
So Man you said this...you can live in filth with no hygiene...but you don’t for you live in luxury but can spill out Big Big Words. But I live the life of a human being and it is same for me as your Their.
What about our Yuv Raj...our Youth Leader...lost in this moment of crisis...otherwise speaks a lot...
Jinxed. Why does this word strike my mind now...why... maybe a random thought.
Not feeling comfortable...very thoughtful about the havoc the floods are creating. Yes...the summer this year had been so very hot in Delhi. And now the rains...are continuing...making life difficult.
Why has the river...our sacred Ganga getting so furious? Possibly her patience has given away. Not even once did the people think before dumping all the dirt into her waters. Factories let the poisonous materials fall into her lap. Again I’m thinking...maybe she was so choked, couldn’t even breath properly. She had to find a way to clean herself of all this.
Haan...and all the sins that folks have washed in her waters...and just see the state of affairs of the Common Wealth Games...sinful happenings from the corridors of dishonesty. This is the first thing I can think as of now. Corruption...Foot overbridge collapsing...not Humpty Dumpty having a fall...hardly matters if the poor worker is injured or loses his life...
...today a part of the False Ceiling of a Stadium falling down...and the whole mess has come to light.
I am thoughtful again...why not...did you not hear the same I heard...one CWG official said...Their hygiene is different from Ours. So we are ready to sleep on the bed a stray dog sleeps, use toilets and bathrooms with stains...doesn’t matter...
Ha ha ha...after all the skin colour matters.
So Man you said this...you can live in filth with no hygiene...but you don’t for you live in luxury but can spill out Big Big Words. But I live the life of a human being and it is same for me as your Their.
What about our Yuv Raj...our Youth Leader...lost in this moment of crisis...otherwise speaks a lot...
Jinxed. Why does this word strike my mind now...why... maybe a random thought.
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