Thursday, December 1, 2016

This world is smaller than small - Memories of Ulsoor

The Present: 
It has been a year since we moved to the new office at Ulsoor. It has been an eventful year. Metro has made the travel less tiresome. The cafeteria and the lovely scenery the terrace offers, makes you feel at the top. However, the School in front, the market behind, the hospital beside and the petty shops and carts in and around keeps one grounded. Ulsoor, one of the oldest localities in Bangalore sandwiched between the richness of MG Road and Indiranagar has held its own for the past three decades amidst all the development Bangalore boasts off.
The Quote:
Some days I wish I could go back in life. Not to change anything, but to feel a few things twice.

Flashback: 
I have had some fond memories of Ulsoor. Had watched lot of movies at the Adarsha theatre till it got closed a couple of years . I still remember us buying a colour TV for our house from a shop diagonally opposite to the Ulsoor Police Station. I also remember how my father refused to buy one with the remote as it was a few hundred rupees more expensive. I still have a second hand Yamaha keyboard which was brought in a shop, again opposite to the same Ulsoor Police Station. The board is still there, not sure of the business.

There is used to be a cobbler, a shoe maker rather, who could make any design you give him from any of the magazines. We would throng to him every December. Rajyothsava in November used to be a big event here. Many of my college friends lived here and trip to Ulsoor was a must during Holi. After a late night college election party, we had walked back from Webs Ground, MG Road to a friend’s house here to spend the night. More than anything it was the Maruthi theatre which brings back great memories of Ulsoor for me.
Yes, there used to be a theatre called “Maruthi” on the same Cambridge Road of Ulsoor. Our neighbour at my old Sampangi Rama Nagar house used to be the manager of this theatre. Our only movie going experience those days had to be with parents. My mother never used to let me go for movies with friends till I was in 10th. I made it up for all that in the next 2 years in college is a different story to be told.
Back to the Maruthi theatre, where my neighbour was a manager and was the person in-charge of the whole theatre. Those were the days when neighbours were like extended family and he used to take us to his theatre whenever there was a good movie playing.Catching a BTS bus from Richmond road, we could reach Ulsoor in 15 minutes. There used to be a double decker bus from Shivajinagar to Ulsoor. 131 is it? Legends born during 70s would know.
This theatre used to run re-releases of old classical movies and I ended up watching a lot of those movies. I remember watching “Enter the Dragon” on its re-release here. Even new movies were played and with multi cultured population around, all language movies made it here. After growing up, could book   tickets with the same manager and watched quite a few movies again. I watched Dr. Rajkumar’s Akasmika, first day here with some 20 friends and the environment during the ‘Huttidare’ song was mind blowing. My last movie in Maruthi theatre before it got closed down was a movie called ‘Z’. It’s an irony that my last movie here was named after the last letter of the English alphabet.
More than movies, it was other things of how a movie theatre worked is what I got to see from closer quarters. I got to see the entire process of movie show, right from the theatre getting cleaned up, the ticket punched with date and time seal, the issuing of ticket at the counter, the movie reel getting loaded into the projector, the eatables getting stocked up for the interval and all those things.

Those days the movie reels used to be shared among theatres playing the same movie and the reel prints used to be transported from one theatre to another for the movie to be played. Every theatre used to have an expert two wheeler rider who used to do this. He ofcourse used to be late on some days in getting the box. The life of the sponges of the seats in the theatre greatly depended on how many times this guy made it on time to the show.

I watched lot of movies from the projector room too. I remember watching a horror movie ‘My Dear Lisa’ from the projector room as it was too scary watching it inside the theatre. Listening to the shouts and whistles from the projector room was completely a different experience. The sound of the running projector was an experience by itself.
That much for all the beautiful memories of Ulsoor and Maruthi theatre.
Back to the Present:
A year and half back, our office was to be shifted to a new facility from the Richmond Road office. A new facility in Ulsoor was selected and we were told it was on Cambridge Road. As soon as I heard the name 'Cambridge Road', my memories of Maruthi theatre came back and I knew it was no more there and something else had come up where it used to be.

Before shifting I had an opportunity to visit the new place while it was still coming up. Though I visited the new facility, my eyes were searching for the old Maruthi theatre on Cambridge Road. I could not figure out where it was situated. While leaving the facility, the curiosity grew and after coming out, I asked the security of the building if he knew where the old Maruthi theatre was. He was one of those lakhs of new Bangaloreans and he did not know. There was an old lady selling newspaper just near the gate and I asked her the same question and what she told me brought about a sense of completeness in me. The place where I was standing, where I would be going to work in few days was the place which carried so many of my childhood memories, the Maruthi Theatre. Right now, I am sitting and working at the same place where the Maruthi theatre was.
Every day I enter the office gate, I remember all those activities at the theatre 3 decades back. The crowd, the ticket counter, the parking lot, the huge cut outs, the manager’s room etc.
Was the projector room situated exactly at the place where my cubicle is now? Looks like….....….

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

20 years back when there was no T20 A Cricket write-up not only for Cricket lovers :-)

Some friends make you feel ‘younger’ than what you are and some make you feel ‘elderly’. When you are struck thinking where ‘actually’ you are, memories tell you almost the right place where you are. There is a saying that 'Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heart warming'. One such memory is still etched in my mind. Exactly 20 years back, on this date, I happened to witness one of the most thrilling matches at the Chinnaswamy stadium, Bangalore.
It was the 3rd match of Titan Cup between India and Australia. Both the teams having wonderful players and India’s team balanced with experience and youth. It was a cracker of an experience. Chinnaswamy was getting packed. There was reason to it. As many as 6 players from Karnataka were in the team for that match. Those were the times when Ranaji matches and state wise devotion was at its peak and if you have your 6 players playing in a International match at your venue, imagine the crowd madness. It was unbelievable.
I still remember everything about the match, atmosphere, the frency, clearly to this day. Well, not everything of the match, at least the Second Innings, yes. Then you would ask why not the First Innings. Will tell you.

Looking at the huge crowd and the publicity potential, one company decided to market its product and it gave free samples to all sitting in the gallery. Did they give it to everyone in the crowd? I am not sure but I surely got one. It was a Gutka sachet, one fully sumptuously packed Gutka sachet. Among all the ‘habits’ I had, gutka was a ‘No-No’.

Match started, Australia batted, Srinath bowled, Prasad fielded, Sachin waved, crowd went berserk, all was going fine. As if that was not intoxicating enough, during the drinks break, I opened this Gutka pack and emptied the whole thing into my mouth. What followed next one hour was sheer poetry. The dizziness converted the crowd whistles to music. The green outfield looked like paddy fields and umpires in the ground looked like those scare crows in the fields. There was something happening between the players in yellows and blue, I was not sure what it was. When crowd clapped, I did not know when to start or stop clapping. When they cheered, I was wondering why?
Mark Taylor scored his first one day century on that day in his 98th match and I had eaten a first full pack of Gutka in my 20th year. I did not bother to look at the score card as it had too many details in it. All my favorite Karnakata bowlers had done well and that was all that mattered.
After an hour or so Gutka effect was coming down. Thanks to the guy who gave me only ‘one’ packet. First innings went by with Australia being in trouble. They recovered, so did I. They managed 215 and I managed to go wash my face.
Sachin and Somsunder were ready to face the Australian bowlers. With the face wash, I was ready for the second innings. Then, it was the most stunning experiences of watching a cricket match. Everything happened. Sachin Tendulkar of those days unfolded his amazing shots. Dravid, probably playing his first one day game on his home ground got an overwhelming reception to the batting crease. He did not stay for long though. Azhar thought he got a bad decision. I think that Gutka was distributed in one of the galleries during the break and it showed its effect. Everybody is not as ‘subdued’ as I am you see. The bad decision Azhar got resulted in ‘Gutka’ trouble sorry crowd trouble.
Match was stopped for some 20 minutes trying to clear the water bottles on the ground. Super Sopper machines work when water is on the ground, not when water is in the ground inside a bottle. Azhar pacified the crowd. We waited. Match resumed. India struggled despite another valiant innings by Sachin.

At 164, chasing 215, Sachin got out and this time crowd did not take the trouble of troubling the match. They started to leave. It was Srinath and Kumble at the crease with more than 50 to get and with just Venkatesh Prasad to bat. Only staunch cricket lovers like me stayed rooted to the seat. Gutka effect had fully receded.
Srinath & Kumable had had their moments with bat earlier, but nobody gave them a chance chasing down the required 50 odd runs. People were lining up towards the exit gate. Some had already left not knowing what they were going to miss in the next half an hour. At that moment, Javagal Srinath hit a straight six off I think, Steve Waugh. Suddenly the atmosphere in the stadium changed, those lining up to the exit gates slowly went and sat on the chairs nearby, those sitting already, came to the edge of their seats.
What unfolded later was unbelievable, every run was cheered like a ‘Tendulkar century’, the chanting ‘Srinath Srinath’ was deafening. Australia as usual tried their best with cricket and sledging. The required runs were reduced to 40s, then 30s and when it came to 20s, the real tension began. Losing when 50 or 40 was required was ok, but not after coming so near. Every beaten ball increased the heart beats. TV viewers may have had to listen to 2 or 3 commentators, at the ground each and every one was one. Everybody became Coaches telling Srinath & Kumble what to do.
The normally tensed batsman in Srinath had vanished and he looked totally in control that day. Kumble was at his usual calm self. Both brought the target to single digit and not one in the stadium was sitting on the chair, not even the ‘Gutka affected’. India won the match by 2 wickets and the applause both Kumble & Srinath got on their way back to the pavilion is historical. Sachin got the Man of the Match of the Award for his 88, but the chanting of ‘Srinath Srinath’ from the 30k odd crowd defined who the man of the moment was.
When I came home, my mother & sister told me how the live coverage of the match was so exciting with camera panning between every ball and the reactions of Kumble’s mother and grandmother. They said I missed the TV coverage. I smiled and remained silent as what I experienced that day was something unforgettable.
That’s why even to this day I believe that with all the technical brilliance and comfort a TV coverage gives, it is still not a match to the experience of a live match at the stadium.


You can see the score board of the match here              -                    http://www.espncricinfo.com/ci/engine/match/66061.html

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Table Tennis - Tournament Report

Managed to get 4th place in the company conducted TT tournament. Largely due to the efforts and form of my partner Vikas Timmapur who is an awesome player. He tolerated me as I was always late for the matches and almost back to the seat while the last point in the match was being played ;-). ’Glassmates’ was our team name ;-)
More than playing I always love to watch games and make a writing on them. My cricket friends have read some of such ‘reports’ ;-). Though I did not get to watch most of the matches, I managed to write a small report of the tournament. Those interested in sports, TT, a bit of leg pulling can continue to read and let me know their feed back.
Disclaimer : No intentions to hurt anybody. Fun & Laughter is the final goal. Here we go -
Actiance TT Tournament – Report by Prashanth Ignatius
At last, we have a winner in the Actiance TT Tournament. ‘At last’, because some of the matches were real epics and never looked like getting over. It was manifested in the last 2 matches of the tournament. Both of them 5 setters and going down to the wire even in this ‘wireless age ’. The 2 teams playing the finals were the best of the lot and the other 2 who made it to the semi-finals came there with some good, gritty performances.
Team Velocity were good in planning and organizing the event and the crowd responded well with the last 2 matches getting the best attendance. Whistles, cheers, comments flowed. No scarce for laughter and enthusiasm was in plenty.
‘Glassmates’, who finished 4th were delicate and survived a big scare in their very first match against Amar & Tanya. It was a 30-40 team, ‘divided by age united by spirit’. Vikas Timmapur was popular among the crowd throughout the tournament and Prashanth Ignatius was cheered till salary for June was credited.
Abhilash & Prashanth Bangaloreanth Bangalore looked determined through out, not only in playing matches but also in arranging matches. Prashanth Bangalore who could not make it to the finals, now has to settle with his ‘Final Settlement’.
Runners, Sathish V & Sandeep Naphade were always in the favourites’ list. Sandeep’s game had a ‘stamp’ on the tournament, literally with those famous but opponent disturbing stamps of his. Sathish’s smashes were a ‘smash hit’ among the crowd. This ‘forties’ club made the younger rivals sweat even in the cold weather.
The Winners, Dheeraj Rajendraj & Rajesh made to the finals as expected. The newly wed Dheeraj was slow to start in the finals, but raised his game when it mattered. Rajesh was a perfect partner. They had a lot to talk between points and one wondered if it was about the game or something related to work. Holding their nerves in tensed moments has resulted in them holding the title now. Congrats to them. Hope they spend their cash prize well in treating the people who cheered for them in the finals.
Apart from these, there were a lot of people who added colour to the tournament with their presence and absence. While Ajay Madan, Dhina, Rama, brought their experience to the table, Arun/Varun gained it in their exit. While Suresh, Sridhar made it to the second round, those who did not advance, took solace in the snacks.
Sumanth, Shamanth, Deepan etc suffered with the ‘net effect’. Ladies played well and those who did not play, cheered well. Vinay, Manish, Prabhakar, Nupur are the players to look for in the next edition, provided the tables are little longer and wider. 
Krishna Pathangi has uploaded some matches on Youtube and don’t blame the net speed, he has done the video in slow motion.

For those who lost and are disappointed, TT is not everything in life..Velocity has planned Badminton, Carom, Wrestling in the coming months. Cheers.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

EAST MEETS WEST : My first day on Metro from Attiguppe to Ulsoor.
Note : Time mentioned below may not be accurate due to time differences on my watch , mobile etc. 
8.20 am – I leave home pretty excited to be travelling on Metro to the office for the first time. Concern – Parking space for my bike
8.25 am – Reach the Metro station. Can’t find the parking space. They say ‘Every Cloud has a silver lining, even little ones’. Every Metro Stations should have a parking space, even small stations. I park the bike in front of temple, just to feel assured. A guy parks his bike and starts running towards the station. I wonder why?
8.30 am – Standing at the ticket counter. 5th in the Que. As usual the other que is faster. The lady in the other counter has all the change and faster in explaining the pros of the smart card. The guy I saw at the parking is running towards the escalator. I still wonder…… why?
Lesson learnt – THE VERY BEST MEN STAND IN THE RIGHT COUNTERS
8.35 am or something – I climb the stairs and come to the platform. I have just missed the train. The running guy is inside the train. I stop wondering. Slow & steady may win the race for you, but makes you miss trains as well. Next train is in 15 minutes
8.37 am – Only few of us in the station. Feeling happy
8.38 am – Open watsapp, 150 unread messages and 10 of us in the station
8.40 am - 100 unread messages and 50 of us in the station. Feeling ok
8.45 am – More than 100 watsapp messages read and more than 100 people in the station.No feelings
8.48 am – Train comes. No new messages on watsapp, no vacant seats in the train. I step in for the first time with my right leg first
8.50 am – Stop at Vijayanagar. More people, no seats.
Realisation - DO THE BEST YOU CAN, WITH WHAT YOU HAVE , WHERE YOU ARE, I start updating all this on an office watsapp group
Around 8.55 am – Stop at Magadi Road. No seats, very less place to stand. People enter with sad faces. Meanwhile, a girl gets a seat from nowhere, much to the astonishment of many including me
8.57 am – Can see the top view of the city outside. No greenery. No wonder the 39+ climate. Updating on watsapp becomes difficult, no place to move the hand. Plus the curious mobile onlookers.
9.00 amish – Train enters the tunnel. Cut-off from the world. Can’t remove the mobile from the pocket. Railway Station, Kempe Gowda Stations come & go. All look the same. Vidhana Soudha, Cubbon Park, VV Tower Stations too under tunnel. Great scenery lost.
9.07 am - There is always light at the end of the tunnel and it is MG Road. Life is beautiful again. The girl who got the seat is watsapping. Still wondering how she got the seat.
9.10 am – Suddenly remember that I have not stood for so long in the recent past. Trinity Station arrives and some seats available. Girls take it. Men watch it.
9.15 am – Train reaches my destination. ‘The most difficult thing to open is a closed mind’, but the most difficult people to get through, are the ones near the door. Managed to get past them. Reality strikes, 36 degree climate welcomes.
Walk to the office. Meet two friends from office, who were on the
same trip. One happy and another not so happy. Me – happy for myself, not so happy for the bike parked at the large.
Overall, good experience except for the over the capacity crowd. Hopeful of things to get better. With frequency increased, commute could get more comfortable.
Thanks to all who made Metro possible. Special thanks to the people of Bangalore, including me who suffered bad roads, traffic jams and dust during the construction and to those who lost their properties.
Details of the trip back will be updated

Q, U & V

It is said that the letters following the letter ‘Q’ in the word ‘Queue’ are not silent but waiting for their turn in the ‘queue’ silently. ...