On the beaches of Calangute - a mafia tale part 1

It was the best time to be in Goa as beaches are empty, the air is cool and clean and the rains had subsided/ stopped.

Yusuf the new journalist at daily news news had just finished his third coffee in the matter of an hour. He wondered if anything could spice up the day.

He covered the sports beat and today no sports event was on. at around four the editor in chief  Mr. Dhanesh called him, Arun, Bhomika, Balaji, and Yash in for a meeting.

Yash was a forty year old senior crime reporter. With a thin frame  and a sly mind, he surely had a eye for detail  and perfection.  He did as he pleased as he delivered results. He had been a Mr. Exclusive for the paper.

 Balaji was a grand old media man. At 68, he should have had retired long ago but his heart was in news and he could not  stop working. Arun had many deep and long conversations with him. Balaji always had some interesting tale to share from the glory days of media.

Bhomika was a page 3 specialist and she did love gossips, scandals etc.

Arun was a marketing person how had recently joined the content team and perhaps he himself was figuring out what exactly his role was.

Dhanesh was the editor in chief and the man with decisions but he rarely took any on his own. It was an open secret that his decisions were heavily biased and controlled by Yash.

So now all of them were going to have a meeting.

By Ninad Tatke.

Kite Runner - Part 3 (A poets tale)

All poems used in this piece are original works.

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As Sannie continued her journey as a writer she discovered that the world of publishing was a cruel world full of politics and back biting. On the face of it people were very friendly but there was a cut throat competition.

She found herself sidelined, ignored.

She then said -

Oh the inhabitants of grey skies
o the lovers or war and spies

Cant you see the anguish and cries
of the people you thrown aside

Cant you see the blood you shed
as you bath in honey as you make your money

Cant you smell the black death that is your tongue
and the disease that is your ear.

Stop it now.
Or in a while
I will be real docile.

O lovers of war
You shall not win.
But as you lose
sadly I shall be your kin.


That day a new war shall begin.

And thus Sannie worked hard to establish herself. Until she found her calling.

It was 7.30 in the morning
And I was already late
I rushed and ran

reached towards the gate

Then it all happened

The game of faith

Heroes are ordinary men and women who dare to see

 and meet the call of a possibility

which is  bigger than themselves. 

Breakthroughs are created 

 by men and women who will stand for  it 

 people who will act to make possibility real

I helped someone to get back to feet

and look beyond survival

I helped someone to live the life

With honour and grace

And in return I heard God bless.

And thus at 27 Sannie was no longer just a writer. She was not a Kite Runner yet but she was destined to do more things in life.
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Performance guideline

"Ultimately every performance for an audience is made with a intention that the audience should like it. If an audience does not like a performance, then the performance is not a good public performance".

This was said by I.

However I know that there are people who will disagree. 

Imagine a test Match (Cricket) where a batsman bats all day in a painfully slow manner - which bores the crowd to death, but ensures his team has a good score on board and hence a good chance to win.

I have to agree that its not just the masses who can judge a good performance. If that is the case everything will be a herd mentality and originality/creativity will be lost.

For every Dabaang, or Ready is not the best film made but it works. Then there are films like Laashak which critics love but it is not a hit.

The revised statement here is thus that "while a performer is free to perform the way he/she wants, the ultimate aim of the performance is to win (game / critics approval) in the bigger picture and also gain popularity of the masses (if possible) while doing do. 

This conversation would not have been possible with out the fabulous Veena performance I heard one night (sarcastic) which was so note worthy (that it actually played one note for two hours), that it  made me go to sleep. May be that raaga was Raaga nirdra.

That apart I feel that every performer can perform the way he/she likes in private. But in a public performance, it is a public performance - shouldn't they like it.