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Fallen Stars…

In episode, random, Shubha Khaddar, Time on December 29, 2011 at 3:14 pm

This year, we lost some good people to the inevitable truth of life. We also lost Osama Bin Laden but I ain’t complaining about that!

Here’s to those who made a difference, and even if they didn’t mean to, left an ever-lasting impression on my mind. This list is not in any order but is just a small gesture from me.

Rest in peace, you all :(

Andy Whitfield

17 July 1972 – 11 September 2011

Shammi Kapoor

21 October 1931. – 14 August 2011

Dev Anand

26 September 1923 – 3 December 2011

Steve Jobs

February 24, 1955 – October 5, 2011

Amy Winehouse

14 September 1983 – 23 July 2011

Gary Speed

8 September 1969 – 27 November 2011

Jagjit Singh

8 February 1941 – 10 October 2011

Tim Hetherington

5 December 1970 – 20 April 2011

Elizabeth Taylor

February 27, 1932 – March 23, 2011

Marketing, aye?

In banter, emotions, episode, people, random, Shubha Khaddar on December 29, 2011 at 10:15 am

It’s perhaps a common thing and most people would have already experienced it in their professional lives but as you go up the ladder, all the aspirations that you held to ‘do great things’ start getting sidelined. It’s a sad truth. Your efforts, instead of in work, start getting used up to understand and solve weird issues, handle fragile egos, and deal with the growing numbness in the environment around you.

(Un)fortunately, I am in Marketing. I love it. I live it. I don’t think I can ever do anything else. Maybe some day I would want to write a book, or open a boutique restaurant but for as far as I can imagine, I doubt if any of that will happen soon. Marketing is core to any organization. While most people see it as a money-spending bunch of cool, rebellious guys, those who understand the value of Marketing, appreciate it. You can build a great product, or create a masterpiece software, if you don’t have a strong Marketing channel to make the world aware about it, you might as well put it back in a box and forget about it. Marketing has some basic ‘fundas’ but mostly it’s about staying creative, being tactful and ensuring that you’re highly resourceful. And I strongly feel that while Sales is a tact and Marketing is sheer ‘attitude’. Either you have it or you don’t.

The sad part about this awesome profession is everybody else around you thinks they can do a better job of it. Since it ‘mostly’ requires ‘printing pretty brochures’ and having a fancy stall at events, it gives easy access to all and sundry to claim they can do a better job of it. And since Marketing professionals are all about the right attitude, more often and not, they avoid mud slinging and unnecessary conflicts to counter such perceptions. In fact, we never claim that our ideas are ultimate! They may not be!

You know, I have a very nice Product team in office, and most great ideas are born while talking to them. They do the real ‘brainstorming’ and not ‘brainsquashing’. And you know why that is? Because to birth and nurture a product, they need to be creative as people. Creative in their thoughts, imagination and instincts. And this creativity is backed by craftsmanship and technique. And that’s what creates a great product. And the good thing here is, even if we don’t reach common ground, there are no ego issues and vicious retorts! There is grace in how we interact and I really like it!

Another very common (perceived) confusion is Marketing and Branding. Some people think Marketing gets in business, and Branding is pointless. But the thing is, a Marketing effort, as hard as you may try may not be measurable in parameters of money. It can support/add to Sales, but can it take ownership of it? I have my reservations. How then, do you propose to measure Branding? Yes it’s important to ensure your efforts and bringing in results but you cannot smother it! And when you talk about Marketing and Branding as mixed up, let me tell you, they are like conjoint twins – inseparable yet have very distinctive individual identities. It is beyond my limited, under-developed understanding why people mix up the two all the time!

I was talking to a friend about this and she strongly agreed. The thing is, we are pretty cool as people. And we are emotional. If we were cut throat and shrewd, we would be in another team! And as dramatic as it may sound, if you try killing our creative instinct and horn in everything we do, we get cautious and already start visualizing despicable caricatures of you in our heads. And trust me, it happens all the time.

Marketing is not a craft that you can up-skill yourself to, it’s an art you have the instinct for. Marketing is not mindless, it is about experimenting. Marketing is not politics simply because creativity and politics don’t get along well! Marketing could be your interest, but whether or not you have it in you, c’mon, you should know… It’s as simple as that!

Try this – if you can’t count two people in an organization who even like you, how do you envisage you can win over the world? A Marketing professional may not be unanimously loved, but trust me, he usually is amicable, talks to everybody and has left a good, lasting impression on their minds (and hearts). If you can’t market your own self well, you won’t do a god job marketing anything else. Oh, you could however sell yourself outright by shoving yourself down into people’s head. But that’s not Marketing.

On that note, to a very pissed off morning, here’s wishing you all a great day! :)

Smile Away

In Bangalore life, banter, random, Shubha Khaddar on December 23, 2011 at 4:18 pm

So it’s that time of the year when everyone’s meeting and greeting! There is cheer all around and the last thing your heart wants to do is sit in office and look at excel sheets. There’s this cool agency I know, Happy Creatives, that gives the entire last week of the year OFF. How great is that?

Well. Moving (moping) on… This year has been quite an interesting one, so far. Too much has already happened and some of it has made way for things to happen in the next year. As a kid I used to make New Year resolutions and stick them up in a secret place somewhere in my room. But what I also used to do was to make chits of all the crap I did through the year, and burn them. Haha, it was sort of saying sorry to God that I regret what I did and shall not repeat it again. It was also kinda melodramatic. But well, that’s me. A little bit of drama in everything I do :)

Soo, December :) Started with bidding adieu to my boss, attended the much awaited wedding of my cousin, reunion with my friends, husband’s new job, Christmas shopping, Secret Santa and a lots of get togethers planned for the last week of the year!

Houses in Rustambagh are all well-lit… and we can also hear Christmas carols being sung at the Church. There is a nip in the air and it’s all so winter-y and Christmas-y! It’s kinda nice to know that amidst all the stress and worry of ‘how to’ and ‘what if’, you can always take a minute off to look around and absorb the aura. Joy is infectious but a smile is contagious! It’s like, almost automatic! And that’s what I love about humans. I don’t have to personally know the people I smile at :) Be it the biker guy at the red light who told me to increase the volume of ‘Light my Fire’ playing in my car, or the pregnant lady who can’t stop grinning! It’s sort of cool, this thing…

The best way to live life, is to live every emotion to the fullest. Be it joy or sadness or hurt or passion… If you live it to the fullest, you will never have regrets. I guess that’s why they say ‘cry your heart out’… it gives a comforting closure. Likewise for laughing… it makes you wanna dance! :)

OK, now I am on a complete ramble-trip. So I am going to log out and get to some business.

Merry Christmas people! Hugs n Kisses and lots of Smiles :)

I clicked the lights’ picture at my cousin’s wedding. And these Smileys in the office today…

Chez Mariannick

In Bangalore life, episode, Grub, Shubha Khaddar on December 23, 2011 at 3:54 pm

So the other day we went to this place called Chez Mariannick in Whitefield… It was a lazy, sunny December afternoon when five of us drove to Varthur main road hoping that we find this nondescript place.

Well we did find it and nondescript is not the right word. It’s a nice quaint, quiet place, a little off the main road amidst a huge, unoccupied area of land. I liked in instantly. There is a nice seating arrangement in the open but since it was unbearably (and unbelievably) hot, we chose to sit inside.

The first thing I noticed were massive ovens and a cook pulling out freshly baked pizza out of it. That kind of set the tone of my expectation from Chez. The place is owned by a rather friendly couple who claim to have built this place all by themselves. He owner told us that the place is named after his wife. I asked them why did they choose a far off location like that but somewhere I knew that the charm of this place would easily get trampled over with the bling of the city. If you want to spend a relaxed afternoon, or even laze around on late Saturday night and eat some delicious pizzas and desserts under the stars, maybe you should try out this place. It might just work for you! :)

Our pizzas were quite nice. Very exotic!

But what my favorite part of the food was the desserts. We ordered chocolate cheese cake, caramel custard and a strawberry tart. Chocolate was delicious but the hidden surprise was the tart. I am not a big strawberry fan but woaa! The dish blew my mind! Soon we were all gloating with a strawberry joy never known before. Mindblowing!

If anyone happens to go there, the strawberry tart is a must-have!

For chocolate freaks like me, here’s a picture of the divine chocolate cheese cake I had :)

Here’s the address! Go!

Chez Mariannick Bakery & Cafe/Restaurant

Vurthur road, behind Sorbet, Siddapura,

Whitefield, Bangalore, Karnataka 550066 097 39 406536 ‎

Reunited :)

In emotions, episode, people, random, Shubha Khaddar, thoughtful, Time on December 20, 2011 at 3:48 pm

It was a reunion weekend for the five of us. We all met during our Masters in 2005. Despite our extremely peculiar personalities and almost no common characteristics, we all clicked and before we knew it, were very integral parts of each others lives. So when our friend who now lives in Dubai decided to visit us, it was time to celebrate. The other two friends flew in from Madras and Bombay and we all caught up at our house in Bangalore. Oh, the fourth friend is now my husband :)

It was 2005 all  over again. The madness, the teasing, late nights, the bit*****, the fun, the food… God!

Sometimes you need to be reminded of who you really are. Wearing layers and layers of facade to sometimes protect and sometimes prevent our real self creates a kind of semi-true personality. People start taking you on face value and all you do is avoid being bared. So this time, my Dubai friend had a lot of complaints against me. At first I thought he was only kidding, but two days later I realized he really means it. Somewhere, I have really put him off in a way that he has become so bitter with me. More or less everybody else echoed his sentiment. I don’t keep in touch. I am always too busy for them. I don’t even have a minute to reply to their messages. Forget regularly, I don’t even call them on their birthdays…

Well. It was kind of a moment of truth for me. Have I really been doing this? YES. Have I been doing this on purpose? NO! I wish I could make them understand… but the fault is mine. I have got my priorities a little messed up. While I love my work, I have overlooked the fact that the people who love me back are the ones who really matter… Work never loves you back! I have taken them for granted. I assumed, once the relationship was established and embedded so deep in our hearts, it would work just fine for the rest of our lives. And I am so terribly wrong. You need to work on your relationships all the time. Should do whatever it takes to make it last. I used to be this super-emotional person who used to give grief to these friends if they didn’t keep in touch… And I ended up doing just the same. :-(

I had a blast this weekend. But it was a very emotional weekend for me. No, there were no reunion tears or teary  nostalgia… it was very emotional for me because the truth hit me right between the eyes. And I didn’t see it coming. I have been working, tunneling my way through the rabbit hole without even realizing that on this mission of self-worth, self-gratification and self-success, I am letting loose my emotional strings with the people who really love me. And I want to rectify this.

The thing is, three of us are married, one even has a child and all 5 of us are so caught up with our lives… and despite all the reasons, we all made it! This just reiterated the fact that we are going to be friends forever. Despite the distances, and hefty pay cheques, kids, wrinkles and grey hair… Years down the line, we will sit back and think of how far we have come. And what it took for us to make it work.

It’s time for me to find the right balance between my work and my world.  Love you guys!

Journeying…

In banter, random, Shubha Khaddar on December 7, 2011 at 8:18 am

So my cousin’s finally found her perfect match and is getting married! I am happy for her and excited about the wedding! And guess what? I am on my way to Jhansi for this much-awaited occasion! And, I am on a train!

As weird as it may sound, I haven’t journeyed on the train in years now and I am just excited with the whole thing. I think whatever you may say, planes don’t give you the feeling of a ‘journey’. The kind of experience you have sitting in the train, lying supine, or staring out of the window, eavesdropping and sometimes blocking out random conversations of the fellow passengers… Train journeys are fun. Oh wait, except for the dirty loos.

Anyway. It can happen only on a train that I fall asleep at 9 in the night and sleep for straight eight hours, get woken up to a grumpy attendant asking if I want some hot tea! I smiled at him and wished him good morning with a grin. He must be wondering why am I so amused.

Ooh, guess what there’s a station called Art’s College! How cool is that! .

Oh there are these annoying men in the side berth who are playing Himesh Reshamiya since 6:30 in the morning. No. Not cool. X-(

Hubby-dubby-doo is fast asleep and has given me orders to stop trying to wake him up. He says I talk too much. Nonsense.

OK there’s this guy from the Air Force who has a guitar. I am going to chat him up now and perhaps try and get him to strum some chords.

Until later. Much love!

Ooh by the way, when I was a kid I used to constantly put my hand out and feel the wind sway my palms. Until something disgusting happened. Well. That way it’s a good thing I can’t put my hand out in a Rajdhani Express. I wasn’t going to do that anyway. Kids, bad habit!

Ke dil abhi bhara nahi…

In emotions, episode, Movies, people, Shubha Khaddar, thoughtful, Time on December 4, 2011 at 12:10 pm

Waking up to the sad news of Dev Anand’s demise not only brought me to tears but reminded me of the fact that nobody is invincible, not even an ever-green star like him. Growing up listening to songs from his movies and then watching his movies as I grew more perceptive, it now seems like a very distant memory that has faded but left an everlasting impression on my mind. My mother introduced me to some of his great movies like Paying Guest, Tere Ghar Ke Saamne, Hum Dono, CID, Sharaabi, Baazi and my all time favorite movie Guide. It’s perhaps perceived as an over reaction to a star’s death but I am devastated.

While people boast about various other stars, I loved Dev Anand for his style, eloquence, humility and yet a larger than life philosophy of life. He was a dream to watch on screen and gave me butterflies when he flirted with Nutan and Saadhna in his early movies.

I never liked his color-movies though it’s not an unknown fact that those movies were also his greatest successes in his later years…

It’s sad that he is gone. I guess it was his time to transform into eternity…

Anyway.

I pray for his soul to rest in peace and I take this opportunity to thank him for giving me my favorite movie and also a chance to have some great memories with my mom.

State of mind? Numb
Weather? Cold
Song? “kabhi khud pe kabhi haalaat pe rona aaya”

RIP Dev Anand. <3 you.

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