Marina by night

The Marina beach in Chennai presents quite a carnival after sundown.

The party is on.





'Molaga bajji' lady




Merry-go-round






Shooting balloons

The great outdoors

No space in Chennai has been left untouched by the tentacles of outdoor advertising. The picture above is a blot on the horizon of Besantnagar Beach (October 2006).

Dr. Know

A client was launching a restaurant. "I want the descriptor on my signage to read Multi Cuisine Restaurant (MCR)", he insisted. No amount of counselling worked in making him see otherwise. So I picked up my digicam, and shot pics of every MCR I came across that day. Noshir, a colleague, also had his camera pointed in the same direction. And together we got the client around to our line of thinking.

Now think about it. Where on earth will you find a client paying you to give him advice which he will not take? Try advertising.

Lagey raho Arshad bhai

Another saga of Munnabhai, and if there's one reason I'm hoping there will be a part 3, it isn't Munna.

While Sanjay Dutt delivers a stand up performance, the stand out performance comes from a much underrated actor. Arshad Warsi. He is brilliant playing Circuit, the lovable don's even more lovable sidekick.

"Woh, kya hai na bhai..."

A saree state of affairs

No matter where in Chennai you are, you're never too far from a saree hoarding. Throw a stone in almost any direction and you have an excellent chance of hitting one.

The magnificence of the 6 yard drape is advertised in a manner that has to be seen to be believed. And helping the cause are some distractingly good looking ladies. They don't however do much for traffic jams.

Next stop, the jewellery store.

In the rear view.

My travels in Oz. October 2005.

I landed in Sydney a few minutes before the clock struck 7 pm. From the airplane window, 'phoren' didn't look any different. I walked out of the aircraft as fast as my cramped legs allowed me to. And went through a routine check of my papers.

Then a few steps down to pick up the bag I had checked in. Bag however, wasn't in any hurry to come out. Guess he knew he wasn't going to see much of Sydney anyway. And was making his displeasure evident.

Finally my luggage emerged. With a bump and a grind. I heaved it out. With a grunt. Next stop, the exchange counter. Ozzy dollars obtained, I turned to proceed to another check post. But hold on, here's a handsomely dressed couple coming my way. 'Can we see your papers please?', asked the lady with a smile. 'Sure', I said. Airport security. They probably thought I looked suspicious. I'd noticed the male half of the couple whispering into his partner's ear while trying very hard not to let me know, that he was looking in my direction. Many more polite questions, honest replies and satisfied curiosities later, I stepped out of the airport. Uncle Ram and Prem waved.

A little later we hit the road with Uncle Ram at the wheel of a roomy Mazda. And as we breezed through the streets of Sydney towards the suburb of Strathfield, I started to fall in love with the city.

The roads had lanes, and guess what, people stuck to them. There were zebra crossings where vehicles actually stopped to let pedestrians cross. This must be wonderland!

Ma Baker

Meet Malini Suryanarayanan. Champion at getting people to drool. Men and women alike.
Website: nakeddesserts.com

Go ahead, race to Conclusion Point, but only if it helps you work up a healthy appetite. 'Cos she's got a long list of cakes, cookies, brownies and other assorted temptations up her sleeve. One bite and you are positively hooked. The last I remember, I was on a weight loss program.

Drop by her website to see what you want her to rustle up for you. And bid a fond farewell to your weighing scale.