#SelfieWithDaughter. Gimmick or Reform?

#selfiewithdaughter.

Some call this a #staterun #mediamachine.

I call it a noble initiative, that sparks questions and thoughts no one dared ask before to #KhaapPanchayats and the likes. There are and will always be #naysayers. Don’t care. It is an effort worth appreciation and support. (To be clear, I am not a blind follower of any one political faction.)

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Just a continuing thought #DearPM #श्रीमान #नरेन्द्रमोदी: imagine one Rupee gets deducted per such selfie message/data-packet/instagram charge from the mobile carrier profits. And that amount reduces tax liability for the carrier company, and goes to girl child protection and enrichment programs. Furthermore, these funds could be used to get internet and computing to far more hands, creating a viral effect.

It will never be perfect (think about the population whose last worry is not a front facing camera’s settings, but how far they will have to walk to get water), but this immense movement can then start to truly empower borderline (lower) middle class, way beyond any marketing gimmick can. At the same time corporations will get a chance to show that they do not just care about profits.

Thoughts?

Picture: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3111521/Drought-hit-Indian-village-men-marry-women-just-fetch-water-family.html

Are you ready?

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Can you hear it …another fulfilling year rumbling by?

Turn the fallen dry leaves on your path out today …

Can you see the quietly shared smiles, the mischievous winks, the terrible teas, the half baked yet resolute dreams?

Can you hear the uninhibited laughter of a toddler; the gratitude in the bow of that person you had let walk out of your turn?

Can you feel the warmth of an untold commitment in your partner’s hug; in their unconditional surrender, knowing very well you will make a mistake; in the eyes of that waiting staff, having received an unexpected tip?

Can you taste them: the bitterness, the kicks, the exploding sweetness, the surprises?

Under these decaying leaves, are treasures; of seemingly ordinary, but extraordinarily life-altering experiences. They have passed, but not before enhancing your senses, preparing you for the exotic experiences that are coming next… year, month, or second.

Are you ready?:-)

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Finding Grandma’s Secret

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Pitch for the next long term project. What do you think? Would you like to read the full story?:-)

“His recipes are charted among the freshest. His fusion curries bring patrons from all city corners together in his tiny restaurant.

A beat up car, a sizzling girlfriend, a trustworthy friend, and a jealous wealthy rival – Jai has everything a poor chef could ask for.

Everything, except his Grandma’s secret spices.

He had met his grandma only once, as a kid. And he still remembers the taste of a fresh clay baked bread soaked in spices that dripped from a single roasted green chilli.

Ever since the new World Chef contest was announced, he has been trying to reproduce that taste. From books to cuisines, from spices to oils, he has tried everything he knows, to no avail.

Now, with thirty days till the contest, he is contemplating selling the restaurant to his rival, and using the money to go find grandma, and get her secret spices.

There’s but one slight problem: his parents are long gone, and he has no idea where to find her in the vast lands of a South Asian country; or if she is even alive.

Will he risk everything that he has, to go find what only lives in his memory?

Will he be able to see his grandmother, get the spices, and come back in time for the contest?

Will he be able to keep his restaurant?

Follow his journey through land, spice, and memories to find out.”

(C) Prashant Chopra. Unpublished. 2014-2016.