Sunday, June 13, 2010

Waka-Waka: World Cup is here, again!


Mexico’86! Still rings magic in my ears even after so many years!

I was a newly initiated in the world of sports. The love for almost all forms of games – barring the ‘contact’ types – had started on the day in ’83 when India won its maiden – and the only one so far – World Cup in cricket! The euphoria was infectious and I got contaminated for life! My newfound love for sports grew stronger in ’85 when the world discovered Boris Becker! The Indian cricket team was also at its zenith! Then came the summer of ’86.

Yes, the summer of ’86! The world was going crazy! The greatest show on the earth was to start in Mexico! Ditto was my state! With little bit of cajoling I got permission from parents for late night matches. And what an experience it was! Staying awake till late in nights and sleeping till late in mornings! The month long gala event completely altered my daily schedule! It didn’t matter at all if India was not participating – it still doesn’t matter – or that I didn’t understand the nuances of the sport! My sheer pleasure was in watching the beautiful game! To my luck – perhaps! – the World Cup got Maradona! And Maradona was a magician! Pure was his magic! My condition was such that I was watching football, eating football, sleeping football all the time! Maradona, Valdano, Baresi, Rossi, Bats, Platini, Edinho, Zico, Socrates, Alemao, Voller, Mathaus, Lineker, Shilton, …………………… as spoken by commentators, these names used to constantly ring in my ears – match on or not on! As if I was living under a spell – of soccer!

It was during Mexico’86 that I got another diary: a diary to keep records of the Football World Cup. It was in addition to my earlier two diaries: one to note down Rajiv Gandhi’s day-to-day itinerary and the second one to write down the important happenings around the world. The Formula 1 diary got added many years later. And I am pleased that though the Rajiv Gandhi and the current affairs diaries are no longer being maintained by me - my habit died with the death of Rajiv uncle - but I have continued with my World Cup and Formula 1 diaries! Perhaps it was this diary-hobby which subconsciously made me choose “Anju Chandel’s Diary” as my blogs’ Net address.

Italia’90, USA’94, France’98, Seoul’02, Germany’06 and now South Africa’10: the love is intact!

“Waka-Waka” - Shine-Shine! - as Shakira shook and sang aptly; “This is the African World Cup; the time for Africa has come,” as Jacob Zuma said; … the Rainbow Nation is poised for greater things in future! Bafana Bafanathe Boys the Boys – will surely bring cheers in homes and hearts of millions of South Africans and Africans in general!

The World Cup frenzy is in air, again! This time quite literally, too! Just switch on to ESPN and you would be deafened by the constant high decibel sound of thousands of Vuvuzelas! (Does it remind you of a certain Mayawati and her recent encounter with the Bees kind?!)

If you ask me about my favourite team in this tournament, I will say honestly: none. May the best team win! Nevertheless, I love to watch Argentina, Brazil, Cameroon, England, France, Italy, Netherlands, Portugal and Spain play! Likewise, I have my array of favourite players: Kaka, Ronaldo, Rooney, Gerrard, Lampard, Messi, Drogba, Eto’o, Henry, Klose, Torres, … This time, however, it is a double-pleasure to have Maradona yet again – though in dugout, but kicking the ball nevertheless; his energy is still overflowing! I would have prayed for Argentina’s win but Maradona’s promised “nude run” … I am not sure if I want to see him in his natural state!

Waka-Waka: also sounds like “keep awake”! Well, I do so to watch 12am matches!

Happy World Cup watching :)

Monday, June 7, 2010

Bhopal Gas Tragedy -----------



I confess: I really don’t know how to title my piece because that is what the lives of the people who survived or lost their loved ones on that fateful night of 2-3 Dec’84 look like: blank, absolutely.

And so is Indiablank – even 26 years post that fateful night.

Today, the courts tried to fill in that “blank” with whatever paltry of everything they were left with: justice, sympathy, sentencing, verdict, penalty, punishment … all in miniscule proportion when compared to the scale of the tragedy. The so-called compensation which the victims got earlier was even paltrier in comparison.

Rs. 25,000 penalty and 2 years jail for 20,000 deaths! The mathematics is mindboggling! Hardly a rupee for every life lost? Not even a night in prison for every life extinguished forever?

To add insult to injury: all convicts were granted bail immediately after the sentencing!

If it is not an absolute mockery of justice, then what is it? How could the judiciary be so cruel in delivering? How could the government act so insensitive? It is a classic case where all four pillars of the Indian establishment failed miserably, Media included. (I wonder if any other news channel other than the Times Now – Arnab Goswami – had the courage to accept its own inadequacies in covering this monumental disaster. Though, honestly, Rajdeep Sardesai was equally effective and passionate in debating and bringing this horrible story to all of us on CNN-IBN.)

I vividly remember the morning of 3rd December 1984 when my father had switched on the television for me to note down the “Today’s News” for school assembly and subsequently to be put on notice board for students' perusal. Even when I was - as always - in a hurry to catch my school bus and was, thus, furiously noting down the important “headlines” - that day TV had only one - I found myself freeze with pain seeing some of the horrible visuals of victims. And when Rajiv Gandhi, the prime minister, came to share his grief with the nation, I simply went into a paralytic state. Whatever I was watching was simply nightmarish!

In those days there was the Doordarshan solely to share the happenings – news – from India and all around the world. And I as a child had only a year ago got "really" interested in current affairs; my “transformation” was all thanks to the fervour surrounding the Cricket World Cup in 1983 which we won to the nation’s huge delight! Then came the assassination of Indira Gandhi and India got its youngest ever prime minister Rajiv Gandhi. As you must have guessed by my tone, I became Rajiv uncle’s “fan-at-first-sight”! I was – still am – such an ardent admirer of him that I used to maintain a “news diary” for noting down his day-to-day movements and activities as the PM. It was this habit which got me deeply involved with the details of the Bhopal Gas Tragedy even at that young age. Union Carbide, Methyl Isocyanide became the scare words.

Twenty six years have passed by since then. India has seen many governments go by at the Center and the State but no one – I repeat, absolutely no government or the party – ever showed enough eagerness or seriousness to bring the perpetrators to the books. Rather the entire Indian government machinery went into collusion, manipulating the process and the progress of the case to suit the interests of the irresponsible corporate and its officials – so much so that the case against the UCIL was dropped only a couple of years later; the CEO was allowed to leave the country; the firm was permitted to sell off its Indian business; the number of dead and survivors were grossly under reported in order to reduce the compensation burden on the culprit company, … . It is a sad tale of comprehensive corporate negligence and criminal connivance by the Indian establishment and the Union Carbide, reflecting complete disregard for all “non-privileged” Indians, living or dead!

If only a similar tragedy would have happened in the Unites States of America, can we even imagine how much in compensation the company would have had to pay? Union Carbide would have gone bankrupt long ago! And, of course, Warren Anderson, its CEO would not have remained absconding! The US would have ensured his extradition from any part of the world he had hid into! … (Barack Obama has already ordered a criminal probe in BP’s recent failure to contain oil spill. And believe me, it will not take forever for the findings to come out and verdict be delivered.)

Let’s accept the fact: India has failed one and all - in dealing with the aftermaths of the Bhopal Gas Tragedy. Perhaps willfully; simply to appease the US investors. … Shameful; Disgusting; Nauseating; to say the least.

The saddest part of the story is that in those days India had only the government controlled Doordarshan which most of the times sounded like party-in-power’s mouthpiece. Thus, the truth and ground realities were distorted at will in this tragic case of worst industrial disaster. Moreover, in this case too, with passage of time, other “big news” items caught up with populace’s imagination and the story of the Bhopal Gas victims almost got erased from the collective conscience of the country.

I am sure that if only the Indian newscape had numerous news channels like today, the sheer competition to stay ahead with “Breaking News” in TRP race would have ensured justice for victims and adequate punishment for culprits. And the case too would not have dragged – that too only to its half conclusion – for 26 long years!

Nevertheless, what is immensely baffling is the fact that in today’s scenario with inevitable intense Media scrutiny, the Indian systems – including the Judiciary – could dare to display an absolute insensitive attitude with its joke-like justice. Probably the courts misjudged the Media reaction completely; they perhaps thought that in an “old” and “not-so-interesting” case, Media will not take much interest – as it had not shown much concern earlier ever.

If you find it hard to believe, just recollect the Media hysteria around Medha Patkar’s one-of-numerous attempts at fast-unto-death at the Jantar Mantar only a couple of years ago. Aamir Khan was in Delhistrategically? – and wished to visit her to persuade her to end the fast. By mistake he entered the protest camp just opposite the Patkar’s but left immediately realizing his folly. The Activists in the “opposite camp” were the representatives for Bhopal Gas victims and their efforts was sans any Media glare unlike Patkar’s drama just across the road!

Therefore, today, the Media which takes enormous pride in its Activisms cannot absolve itself of its responsibilities as a social “watchdog”. It too needs to introspect. The only appreciable thing about it in this case is its “belated” initiatives post courts’ disastrous verdict today, which I still believe has the potential to force all concerned to act accountably from now on.

But in all fairness, it is not the Media but the various arms of the Indian establishment which are primarily accountable for ensuring appropriate justice for victims and sufficient sentence for accused.

Nonetheless, the Media will once again have to take up the case of Bhopal Gas victims with enough seriousness and sincerity that it manifested in myriad cases: from Jessica to Ruchika. … Media is increasingly becoming the last straw in almost all cases in India of today. Not a healthy sign. But till we witness social and political revolution, the Media will have to keep up its good work to keep India functioning. And India is proud of its Media.

Hopefully, the victims of the Bhopal Gas tragedy will see a "closure" soon with adequate justice delivered

Sunday, June 6, 2010

IPLlogy: the study of IPL puzzle


My apology to Arnab Goswami for bringing his name yet again in my attempt in IPLlogy; though, I also confess that I did not have any option left. Tell me, what do I do if the story on which I am going to post my views cannot be complete without mentioning the excellent efforts of him and his team at the Times Now? Hope Arnab will understand.

Well, whenever something “new” gets reported as “Breaking News” on the IPLgate, I get reminded of the recently active Icelandic volcano.

Don’t get the connection?

Try pronouncing “Eyjafjallajokull” and try solving the IPL riddle and the chances are 100% you will encounter same problems! Both are so similar in nature: both were an “opening” - crater - to something very deep and dirty lying dormant for long; both have much more “magma” (misdemeanors) underneath than the amount spewed out (so far); both (have) left a thick cover of “ash cloud” (allure) above making maneuvering almost impossible; both emitted poisonous “gases” (greed) enough to choke the surroundings; both expelled hot “lava” (lust) leaving the landscape burning all around! …

I am sure you get the analogy! Makes sense?

Ok, now take a shot at piecing together the IPLgate scrabble: try putting “P” in IPL in perspective. Premier, Proxy, Political, Politics, Politicians, Paisa, Profit, Pricey, im-Propriety, Power (Pawar?), Party, Players, Pretty (Preity!), Pathetic, Polluted, Painful, Pedestrian, Pandering, Propaganda, Potholed, Puking, … actually, any and every word starting with a “P” and with a negative tint would fit and define what is IPL!

By the way, have you noticed that demographically speaking, in today's era of IPL, the Indian population has got divided into three distinct classes:

1. BPL

2. APL

3. IPL --- by the sheer number of people already exposed to be involved in it, put together they would form a sizeable chunk!

If today you are more perplexed than earlier at the still unfolding IPL saga which is getting murkier and messier and mysterious with every passing day, then can I suggest something interesting? Let’s indulge into a bit of “investigative” journalism and unearth all those layers of intrigue still hidden away from our “piercing” eyes - in true spy style!

Sherlock Holmes, you around, sir?!

Hope solving of the IPLlogy puzzle doesn’t continue till perpetuity ...

By the way, did I tell you that Sherlock Holmes indeed had a connection with volcano? Just go and watch his Hawaiian adventure in 1890: “Sherlock Holmes and The Volcano Horror” :)

Kyunki, ye IPL picture to abhi baki hai, mere bhaiyon aur behnon!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

The "I" in BCCI stands for???


Certainly not for India. By BCCI’s conduct, the “I” could stand for “Individuals” or "INR" (Indian currency) or simply for “I” (can Ego be written as "Igo"?) but certainly not for India.

Incredible! (Or, “I” for “Incredible”?!)

Aahh … hey, that’s not me who is tired but this painful expression is from all our “privileged” cricketers & their controllers (the first “C” in BCCI is for “Control”!). After all, they all have just been through playing hard for days and nights (post match parties!) at the recently concluded IPL extravaganza.

Then there are scores of prior commitments to honour than to simply waste their time trying to safeguard India’s honour at the forthcoming Asian Games. So what if the “I” in BCCI stands for “India”, officially? Well, “I” could also strongly stand for “Illusion”.

Moreover. don’t many of us crib – including the cricketers themselves – that India has started suffering from an overdose of cricket? And don’t we know that when cricketers are around, the other games and players get alienated and isolated? To add to the insult, the Indian Media too focuses exclusively on our god-like creatures called cricketers and completely ignores the lesser of the sports mortals.

Also, why do we place our medals burden on cricket alone? Our nation will survive this time too with one less. After all, what is the guarantee that our esteemed cricket team will bring one? Because, while playing they follow the Gita’s philosophy: "simply play; do not worry about results!" This they displayed gallantly at the T20 WC and are continuing with their belief at the ongoing tri-series at Zimbabwe as well.

In addition, so what if the Indian cricket claims to be at the vanguard of the spread of this sport across the country’s boundaries but is somehow not comfortable keeping its date at the Asian Games? There will be other venues and occasions like IPL events to propagate the game to the world.

Now, do you understand the BCCI’s stance? It is actually in solidarity with all other sports and sportsmen & women that the BCCI has taken this grand stand to not send a team to participate at the forthcoming Asian Games.

Wow! We all must salute the stalwarts governing – controlling! – the Cricket in India! And, all their men who today personify “mummies”! (A “mum” cricketer can be called a “mummy”, no?)

Here, I have a sincere appeal to make to our Media: please do not start a “Campaign” (Times Now Campaign: “Money over Medal?”) yet again against BCCI’s incredible gesture. Instead, initiate a “Crusade” (Arnab Goswami, you listening?) to nominate the big-wigs at the BCCI for Padma awards (If Sant Chatwal can get one, the BCCI’s saints too can do with one!).

Because, deep down in my heart, I truly believe that by attempting to bring them to the Asian Games stadia we would be apparently tempting our cricketing Money Monks (sounds similar to TOI’s “God in Gucci”?!) to the worldly pleasures of materialistic possession: an alluring “metallic” medal. It is one sin we all must avoid indulging into :)

Hey, but you still haven't answered me: “I” in BCCI stands for??? ...