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Anything you dream is fiction; Anything you accomplish is science; the whole history of mankind is nothing but Science Fiction - Ray Bradbury

(Being part of PGDM in Journalism, the below is an instance from my class room dairies) Mahabharata and Ramayana - a fact or a fiction? It was Visual Media class. I was a few minutes late to the class. As I enter the class, I realize Visual Media theories was the topic of discussion. I took a seat after scanning for familiar faces. The previous day we had covered theories from producer’s perspective and today theories from audience’s perspective was in picture. Unlike usual, today, Sir wanted to know our stand as audience, on whether it was ok for cinema to show case realities like raw violence, rape, crime; because it is the mirror of today’s society that we live in. (After all as journalist it was our duty to showcase the reality to society.) OR he quipped if cinemas should be filtered version of reality. It was interesting to listen to the different stand points and then even more interesting as Mr. Murthy ran through the evolution of theories right from Cathersis, to Narc

Frame of Mind

(My journalism class mates busy shooting for the short film gave direct and indirect food to my thoughts. Those thoughts poured out as a poem; and it re-asserted to me that mindfulness is hard to achieve but the way to go.)

ಒಲುಮೆಯ ತುತ್ತೂರಿ ಕನ್ನಡ ಕಸ್ತೂರಿ

The kitchen I fell in love with!

It was a cloudy morning, as I watched the sky through the balcony window after getting up. I hoped Mr. Sun to be a little kind to spread his shine that day and rushed to finish my morning miscellaneous work. By 6:15 am, I checked my mobile to find a missed call. I did not bother to call back since I was already on my way to the lady’s house who had called up. I reached her house by 6:30. am. She was busy finishing up her morning stuffs and took another 5 mins and then got into the passenger seat of my car.  “I called you up, and then I called your land line. Your mother informed that you have already started.” she said. “I thought I will talk to you in person since I already had started, hence did not bother to call back.” I replied. “I was wondering if you would make it or not. I almost had dropped the idea of participating, later when your mother said that you have started, I hurried up.” She said. “hmm.....frankly I went to bed late. My daughter was in a playful

ಜೀವ ಜೀವದ ಸ್ವರ ಸಂಚಾರ.

(ಶಿಷ್ಯಕರೊಬ್ಬರ WhatsApp ನ status ನೋಡಿದೆ, 'ಜೀವ ಜೀವದ ಸ್ವರ ಸಂಚಾರ' ಎಂಬ ಶಬ್ದಗಳನ್ನು ಕಂಡೆ, ಕಂಡು ಸೃಷ್ಟಿಯಾದ ಸಾಲೇ ಇವು.)

अँधेरी रातोंमे सितारों से दोस्ती!

(To the stars, for the nights spent with them)

Work in progress!

Photos shot on my phone @ different moments We live in a society which is very quick in making comments; if that is not sufficient it is also very quick in tagging (giving names). My younger daughter is an introvert by her innate nature. It takes time and someone close to get her out and express her true feelings. And I strongly feel it’s OK to be an introvert. I know she is listening and observing. And good at that. I also think asking an introvert to open up by going out of the way is like asking an extrovert to shut up and be self-arrested. A very unfair state! As a very young kid, she would always open up with me, and people at home; but would never open her mouth with anybody outside her inner circle. If I think of the year in her play school and her 1 st  and 2 nd year in the school, I was literally scared. These 3 years she had not spoken a single word, not one with her teacher, not even in my presence. I used to go nuts after every Parent-Teacher meeting. Not bec