Ad nostalgia and CrashThePepsiIPL

Now a days Adds Come and Go but when I think of  the ads from my childhood they bring back so many sweet memories

Maggi Ad was a all time favourite for us kids and the moment the ad which went like this…

School se aate dhoom machate..

Ek hi baat ye dohrate..

Maggie Maggie Maggie…

Do Minute..

Pal Bhar mein tyaar

Khaaney mein mazzedar..

Maggie Noodles

The moment this ads were played on TV we kids scrambled to the kitchen and requested our respective mom’s to make Maggi for us . As we grew up we would collectively prepare Maggi as a group and sing the jingle.

As teenagers the Cadbury ad where a girl dances with a boy after he hits a century was quite popular where the jingle played

Kuch Khaas hai Hum Sabhi mein
Kuch Baat hai Hum sabhi mein…
Khaas hai..
Baat hai..
Kya swaad hai…
Zindagi mein…

This ad was subtle and cute.

Then there was the Pappu Pass ho gaya which became quite popular and captured the imagination of the masses.

Then there used to be the naughty Bajaj ad which made us all smile

Jab mein chotta bachha tha..
bardhi sharat karta tha…
meri chori pakdi jaati….
jab roshan hota bajaj
Abb mein bilkul boodha hun..
goli kha key jeeta hun…
phir bhi chori padki jaati…
jab roshan hota bajaj

And the poetic Asian paints ad brings back memories and nostalgia

Har ghar chup chaap se yeh kehta hai ..
andar usmein kaun rehta hai?..
Chhat bataati hai… …
yeh kiska aasmaan hai.
Rang kehte hain kiska yeh jahaan hai….
Kamron mein kiski kalpana jhalakti hai?…
Is farsh par nange pair kiske bacche chalte hain?…
Kaun chun chunke ise pyaar se sajaata hai?
Kaun is makaan mein apna ghar basaata hai…
Har ghar chup chaap se yeh kehta hai… ki andar usmein kaun rehta ha

When we used to go to school we used to sing all the way to the bus stop

Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Garmi me dalo doodh me ice
Doodh ban gaya very nice
Piyo daily once or twice
Mil jayega tasty surprise
Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Doodh hai must in every season
Piyo doodh for healthy reason
Rahoge phir fit and fine
Jiyoge past ninety-nine
Doodh doodh doodh doodh doodh,
wonderful doodh,
Piyo glassful
Charon aur, mach gaya shor
Give me more,
give me more!
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
gimme gimme wonderful doodh
Piyo glassful doodh

The following ad and the jingle made us eggetarians

Meri jaan, meri jaan, murgi ke ande!
Omlet khilaoon, fried khilaoon, boiled khilaoon!
Khilaoon murgi ke, murgi ke, ande hi ande!
Sunday ho ya Monday, roj khaayein ande

Hope that the advertisers make many more memorable ads like these

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Look up the Stars are smiling

A chance encounter with a total stranger can brighten up your life specially when you are feeling down and out. It all happened to me when I was going through a bad and difficult phase of my life.

I have been a hard working person who has always found success by the dint of hard work. I am a person who always believes in the theory of karma. You do good karma that is good deeds and you shall get good results and If you do bad karma or bad deeds then you shall face the consequences. This has been my motto in life that I have been practicing. This has helped me to remain cheerful and bright. I had switched jobs and taken up a job assignment in a new company. I was working hard but for some reason my boss was not happy with my performance. Even the suggestions that I used to give in the office meetings were ignored by him .I found that he was using a lot of my suggestions subsequently and taking credit for the same. This became a very difficult situation and indirectly when I tried to bring up this issue with him at one of the appraisal meetings,he got very annoyed and as a result took away the project that was assigned to me and instead got me transferred to a branch office that was in a remote town.

When I took up a job in a small town that was actually very similar to my paternal hometown, life was good to begin with.Everything was good and life was easy. It was a nice town where everyone knew you and you knew everybody. A typical easy going town where nothing changed much. It was a nice change after the fast paced life of the city.However after a few months the novelty of the place wore off and I began to feel very depressed and lonely. There was very little for me to do. I had explored the market numerous times and there was practically nothing new there. Even the single screen cinema halls had been showing the same old movies that had gone off the theaters in the big cities. The only thing left for me was to go on long walks in the jungle or by the river side. It was one of those days that I was feeling very low and went for a walk by the river side. I sat on the moist sand of the river bed lost in my thoughts. Then I saw an old man sitting close to me. He was a bird seller with lots of birds in his cage. He started talking to me . First I thought that he would try to sell me a bird but he never brought up the topic. Though he was a total stranger yet there was warmth in his voice. He reminded me of someone perhaps my grandfather but I am not sure. After small chit chat when the initial ice was broken between us ,he asked me directly as to why I was so sad. Initially I was a bit hesitant but when he came and sat close to me  and repeated the question with his toothless grin I confided in him about how and why I got transferred to this place and how I was bored to death here. He got up and brought me a bird which was in a cage and told me that this bird is in a cage and cannot fly but I am an educated person. I am not in a cage and I am free to make my decisions. I can go and live in any city and get any job. His words were simple yet meaningful. Spending this time with him, I felt a surge of optimism rushing through my veins. Suddenly life began to look up. I began to see life from the new perspective that he had given me. Now there was so much hope, positive vibes and optimism around me. Soon I applied for another job and moved to a more happening job in another city. Flipping back through the pages of life I feel that those moments spent with this old bird seller were magical and filled with hope and optimism and inspired me to look up    

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The black dark charcoal in my hand

The black dark charcoal in my hand
Comes to life when it kisses the canvas
Together they tell untold tales ,
It dances on the canvas and brings out 
The hidden contours of stories which are sleeping there
Only to be awakened by the touch of the charcoal on the canvas or 
A sheet of paper that is waiting for the touch
Of my thoughts,my pencil,my charcoal and my brush

Relocating to help my career take off

By the time I passed out of my college my father was just a few years away from his retirement. He had decided to settle down in our home town which was a few kilometers from a big city. It was and still a great place to live as the pace of life is slow and easy going and it’s a great place to unwind and relax. My father wanted that I too should get a job there and stay in the family house that he was getting built and it was getting completed at a fast face. Initially I agreed to this idea and shifted there. I did not have much difficulty in securing a job there. I even supervised the construction work and got the house completed much ahead of the scheduled time.Once all the construction activities were completed I found that I had nothing much to do. The office life was also monotonous and boring. The same daily routine was very depressing. Even my job did not give me much opportunity to grow or showcase my talent. It was a dull 9 to 5 job in the municipal office. The entire day I used to be surrounded by racks full of old files covered with dust and molds. The only change in my room used to be the new cobwebs that the little spiders would knit overnight. I was beginning to feel that there is no purpose left in my life. Than one day I saw an advertisement of a job in an advertising agency.The job profile appeared interesting to me and I found the prospects of working in an advertising agency quite exciting. Without thinking much I applied for the job. I appeared for the interview and got selected. However my job posting was to be in a big metro city. This news made my heart break as doing this job would mean that I would  have to go against the wishes of my father to fulfill my ambitions. This inner conflict made me irritable and gloomy. On a weekend when my parents visited me they asked me why I was looking so glum. I told them that I wanted to take up a new job but this would require me to relocate to a new city and #StartANewLife

I found my parents to be very supportive and they gave me the freedom to choose  my career path. So I decided to join my new job in another city and this opportunity came to me as a blessing in disguise. I did quite well for my self in this new job and got good incentives and promotions. With the extra money I purchased a flat for myself. The good part is that post my father’s retirement even my parents have relocated to this new city and have started living with me.As for our home that we got built we still visit it and stay there whenever I can manage a leave from my office. This way I am able to balance a fast paced career path and also unwind in a relaxed environment.

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The healing touch of the power of together

Being  #together with people who care and love you can help you overcome the biggest obstacles in one’s life and fill you with hope & optimism. It also help’s  you to reach closer   to you goals and life becomes that much more brighter and cheerful  thanks to the magic of being #together. I discovered this when I was going through a rough patch in my life…

I was a good student in school and my parents wanted that I study hard and make a good career for myself so they sent me to stay with my uncle who lived in a bigger city so that I may concentrate on my studies. However I was not able to initially adjust to the new environment .As a result my grades dropped and I scored low marks in the mid term exams. My parents scolded me as they thought that I had fallen into bad company and was not studying enough. They got me admitted to another school in the midterm itself and this time got me admitted to the hostel. This seemed a punishment to me and I felt very bad. I sulked and cried yet could do nothing. I began to study hard. However this new school had a very different curriculum.  As a result I fell ill. My exams were close by so I could not get a leave. I was confined to my hostel room. As I had chickenpox I was quarantined and was in no contact with other students. I used to spend the entire day confined to my bed and my room. I missed my home and my parents badly and started feeling very low. I was advised complete rest and could not even study. I was feeling very depressed lying on my hostel bed. Suddenly there was a knock at the door . Upon opening the door I found my parents standing there. They took a room in a guesthouse and moved me there to stay with them. My mother showered her love on me and cooked all my favorite dishes. As I was very weak she would feed me at short intervals. As my papers were a short time away I was very concerned and apprehensive about my future. Hearing my concern my father took upon himself the responsibility of reading out my study notes aloud so  that I could remember and understand the answers. He also read my text books and explained to me all the subjects with a lot of love and understanding. Despite being a very strict and somewhat short tempered person my father came across as a very loving and caring father. I at times felt that I was living a dream and could not believe my eyes but  indeed all that was true and I was being fed on a diet of love,hope and optimism that made me grow stronger day by day and I discovered a new me who was now so much hopeful about the future.Now I understood that all along my parents had been very caring and concerned about my future. With such loving, care and with so much inspirational talk of my parents I was enthused and filled with hope and optimism and I slowly recovered feeling a new zeal and energy running through my veins. The time that I spent #together with my parents was not just full of parental caring but a lesson that taught me to be always hopeful, optimistic and see the positive side of every situation in life

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#together

The ship

 The ship
The ship sails when the wind blows and
Fills its sails with a gush and the seamen pull the strings
The engines roar the ship moves ahead push through the sea
Cutting through the waters it goes on and on towards its destination
Cutting through the sea

Smile

Smile
Smile and light up your room
Smile and spread it around
Smile as It does not cost a penny
Yet it spreads cheer ,it spreads joy
Smile you do not have any reason to cry