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The year that was, WeMove 2012

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The year that was! WeMove in 2012 peaked to glory with shows from 5 different productions and 2 different languages. 2012 was when we completed our 50th show on stage! as we looked back at all those 49 steps that we took. 2012 was when we premiered our first short movie and introduced WeMove Digital to the external world. 2012 was the year when a strong internal team was built to manage different operations of WeMove thus making us the first theatre group in India to have a separate business wing. 

As we stop for a while and look back at the glorious moments, year 2012 was definitely one of the most successful year for WeMove. With a total of 22 shows and 4 theatre workshops, we have come a long way both in terms of our own productions and corporate shows. Here it is a glimpse of WeMove 2012

WeMove @ 50
February
A moment to remember, We clocked our 50th show, the joy was unbelievable, it was a pride moment for all of us at WeMove as we showcased our finest and probably the first major successful production Malgudi daze on stage, the one play which thought us to stick together and pull of things together no matter what goes wrong! A moment to remember when theatre legend A.S Murthy who later in the year rested in peace inaugurated our 50th show. In his typical style he sat on the lonely chair on stage and voiced his opinion about a Theatre group clocking a 50th show is like a baby growing up to become a teenager  WeMove was then a teenager, the responsibility raised one level high. Malgudi daze  was considered to be the most loved play by all sections of audience who came to watch.

Mirror and Short and Sweet
March
It was for the first time that the theatre world saw a strong and crisp script describing body image issues. One of its kind experiment, WeMove Theatre challenged itself in producing a play which made people look back at this society and it beliefs. Mirror was premiered in March, much before the premier, a part of Mirror was showcased at Short and Sweet theatre festival, the short part of the play not only won the hearts of the many people who witnessed the show but also won WeMove "The best Independent Theatre group award"


WeMove at Hyderabad
April
It is safe to be at one's own den, WeMove got out of the den and traveled to Hyderabad for a Malgudi Daze show, the audience at Hyderabad were all set for a memorable event where WeMove performed back to back, probably the biggest challenge of the year 2012 wad to reach the people of Hyderabad, we had done it effectively with our back to back shows being a full house. 
Later in April, we staged Mirror Mirror yet again for the Bangalore audience.


Namma Metro, Namma Roots
June
Namma Metro is one of the most loved plays of all time by people and WeMove brought back the play and all the golden memories attached with it in june at a venue where WeMove staged its first play 5 years back, it was a very emotional moment when the "Lightsman" of Yavanica was honored by WeMove for being the first step in WeMove's theatre lighting history. Namma Metro on June 2nd not only brought audience back but took WeMove to a new level with new actors setting a new dimension in "Improvisational acting"

WeMove Digital, A new beginning
June
WeShortz Theatre festival, one of its kind unique short film festival was organised by WeMove as a part of WeMove Digital's formal inauguration, 10 short films were selected using audience poll and these 10 films were in-turn screened, the short film festival also marked the raise of new film makers and also a new platform for them to showcase their talent. WeShortz was WeMove's first no theatre event as well.

Indo German Theatre Festival
June
Indo German festival marked its new beginning in bangalore this year by having an unique collaborative art festival called "Indo German festival" WeMove theatre was the only theatre group to have performed at this festival in a very uniquely built temporary auditorium at Palace grounds, it was for the first time that the concept of "itheatre" conceived and developed by WeMove was taken out in public only to win back more of people's love, applause and confidence.









WeMove @ GE
June
The biggest success story scripted by WeMove business team is to take WeMove into those areas where theatre was considered as 'outdated'. The first of its major corporate performance for year 2012 was in corporate company General electric, we performed mirror thus amazing 100 odd employees of GE. This resulted into a much deeper association with GE.

WeMove @ Mantri Developers
June
Continuing the success story, WeMove theatre performed a corporate show at Mantri developers thus making theatre reachable to all.





Houseful it was! @ Rangashankara
August
One of the most memorable shows of the year 2012 was the back to back Namma Metro shows at Rangashankara on August 14th and August 15th. The August 15th show forced the management to put up a "House full" board in front of the auditorium. People from tumkur attended the show by travelling at their own cost, Namma Metro set a new record making it as the most successful play of WeMove till date. It was at Rangashankara show where the concept of WeMove Theatre photography was revived yet again! WeMove digital got itself some two of the most talented photographers thus making "theatre photography" as a new art.

Theatre, a new craze!
August
WeMove performed yet another corporate show at SSGA financial company as a part of their company celebrations thus making theatre a new craze in the company.

AM I?
October & November
Continuing the stint with GE, WeMove became the medium to spread awareness among the employees of GE about breast cancer. WeMove's AM I play received a standing ovation at GE which talked about breast cancer and the ways to avoid it, it was first corporate performance which was made to order by WeMove.





And that's a Premier
November
P.S I don't love you, a brand new play was premiered in November after almost 6 months of hard rehearsals. PS was the first ROMCOM of WeMove, the play witnessed a houseful of audience even when the climate lost its control on that day in bangalore. PS also marked highest number of debutante actors stepping on stage, PS brought in a whole new generation of WeMove actors. It was this play that brought in some of the most innovative concept of play marketing.




The Return of Humor!
December
Nannavala Kagada was yet again staged in Mysore this time, probably the biggest risk taken in the year 2012 as the play was not welcomes nicely in Mysore when it was staged the last time. NNK was modified, remodeled and redesigned to suite the Mysore audience, NNK Mysore also brought back the most innovative experience for the audience 





Learn the WeMove way!
WeMove also spread its wings to innovate new things in learning using Theatre as a medium. One of its kind was the workshop which WeMove conducted in the Rastrothan Parishad school for under privileged kids. 

Street Theatre!
WeMove supported Jaaga initiative to make bangalore a cleaner place to live by performing a street play at Malleshwaram Bus depot attracting the on goers and making them realize how environment can be protected.

A year filled with ups, learning, downs, faith, inventions, year 2012 is milestone in WeMove's history. WeMove Resources, WeMove Digital, WeMove Business, WeMove Nritya, WeMove Productions, WeMove Merchandise, so many dreams unleashed, millions of smiles spread. 
We heard them all, We made them laugh, We understood their views, We traveled to them, We instituted faith in them and more over We became a part of their life. As we stand on the brink of a year which thought us to be together, live together, party together, celebrate together, work together, dream together and pursue art together, the meaning of "We" in "WeMove" is seeming more concrete and logical today.

From all of us at WeMove, We thank you for the year you all gave us, The year that was, WeMove 2012.



- Written and contributed by Abhishek Iyengar & Rangaraj Bhatracharya




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Indeed! we will record the tracks!

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On the brink of what could be our biggest effort to take theatre to common man, WeMove's new play "P.S I dont love you's" music tracks are ready for release. It took me approximately 8 years of struggle to find trend and fashion into theatre songs. On a lousy afternoon several years ago with no much experience I wrote a play non stop for next 2 days called "Hi, ASL?" A play which never saw the light of any stage, that was when I decided that we needed quality music in theatre. 

WeMove has its own shade of musicians and we have our own experience with music directors, many of them can be regarded as "funny". I can still remember my initial days of director with a person with his huge keyboard and semi professional knowledge he was trying to create tunes, what was then convinced to me as "Music" I was depressed not because the play flopped but my dream of that perfect music was defeated. My search continued, years later when we set out to do "Malgudi days" as a stage play, people laughed more so because of the fact that we could never recreate the magic of L.Vaidynathan. "I know a person" screamed a person before he introduced me to Vasu Dixit. On a sunny afternoon when we were rehearsing for malgudi in Ravindra kalakshetra in bangalore, vasu introduced me to a sleek, shy guy, I remember vasu uttering "Abhishek meet Abhishek" the dud dude in me was confused, while the other one smiled stretching out his hands front. 
"Hi, Abhishek Narain...."
"Oh!" I smiled realizing finally...
Abhishek Narain was there to play guitar for the eternal WeMove tune of Malgudi
"I Hope I can do the justice.." he smiled at me...
He sat there in one corner observing the play with his guitar on his lap, I thought he was this cool dude with a cool instrument in his hand! that day before we could wrap up the rehearsals Narain played the Malgudi tune on his guitar, 2 acoustic guitars, one amazing voice and history in making, I could not believe that my imagination of theatre music was finally taking shape, I was smiling that whole day, perhaps I could term the reason for my smile as "Satisfaction" 
Malgudi daze was first premiered in Seva Sadana, I still remember Abhishek panting in a hurry, he thought he was late for the show! it was just 3 o clock then, Vasu could not make it for the first show but I still remember vasu telling me "Narain is there, you have to shed your tension" 
Of course I was tensed, with my previous directorial venture flopping miserably and what was then regarded as madness to make Malgudi on stage, the last thing I wanted was fresh people whom I haven't known much to play the music, after all music was considered to be the only savior if the play went bad. As the play began and when the those first strings of guitar were plucked, people in the hall gave a standing ovation, that wiped a lot of sweat. "huff!" I sighed.
Abhishek Played to perfection and from there started a journey which in many case is still regarded as a dream! Show after show, Mysore- Chennai-Pune-Hyderbad-Bangalore, Malgudi travlled across India and so was Abhishek's Guitar. Each show there was a improvisation, each show was fresh, the music never seemed old to me, 20 shows later even today I feel the same excitement when I hear Abhishek playing the Malgudi tune.

Back in 2010, riding on the success of Malgudi, We did a play called "Namma Metro" The play was in Kannada, by then Abhishek was the man for any kind of instruments, musicals I meant! he was our guitarist come what may happen, it was time again when I went in search of music director, this time to create the magic in kannada. We were once rehearsing in HN Kalakshetra of bangalore for our play Namma Metro when one of the short film director Abhijith Mahesh dragged me and played a kannada song. Excited by the song I guessed instantly that Abhijit had himself written the song, after a few words of praises and discussions I returned to rehearsals but stopped instantly to ask "Who was the music director?"
Abhijith replied "Our Abhishek Narain"
I was bumped! "But This is Kannada.." I exclaimed...
"He is a genius.." Abhijit replied..
I kept on thinking that whole night.. about the music for Namma Metro, the next day I met Abhishek at my rehearsals at ravindra Kalashetra.. I did not hesitate further.. and uttered
"Narain, is it possible to direct music for Namma Metro..?" before he could answer I interrupted further "Your Music for the short film was just awesome!"
"Thank you! pleasure is mine and of course I will direct the music.." he replied in his very polished English!
"But the play is in Kannada.." I exclaimed
"Music does not have language...Sir.." he replied smiling at me
Perhaps I realised that day that if one man could get me near to the kind of theatre music I dreamt of, then it is Abhishek Narain.
Two weeks later Abhishek Narain gave me a rough track of Namma Metro's first track, coupled with abhijit's amazing lyrics, Abhishek told me "I have done this piece but not sure if you like it..." I requested him to mail me the tracks so that I could listen peacefully, that night I rushed home only to download his rough tracks and listen to them. The next day I called Abhishek and addressed him as "Sir" probably that was the only way I could give his due respect for his work. He smiled yet again and told me "Its just a small piece..I hope this justifies your play.." I was on cloud nine by then! the previous day I had heard all of Abhishek Narain's songs some of them which were part of a CULT following in my college days. 
From the start of my theatre journey I always experienced Live music, though a great fan of live performance, for me exploiting the technology in theatre was something that was missing. Songs of good quality can be recorded and mixed with live performance thus providing the audience an ultimate experience. It was then when I went to Abhishek and asked him if we can digitally record all of Namma Metro songs instead of a live performance, instantly he replied "Indeed! we will record the tracks"
When Namma Metro was recently staged at Ranga Shankara Abhishek had shared his one time desire to listen to his own songs on a RS platform. Yet again I felt happy that day this time for the music we had created. 
Abhishek Narain then went to direct music for two more productions of WeMove, Mirror and Nannavala Kagada setting up a new trend in theatre music.

As I pen this article listening to his tracks for my most ambitious play "P.S I Dont love you.." I feel that my biggest dream of creating a new revolution in theatre music has finally seen its light.
As Abhishek Narain Tracks end on my ipod; automatically the scuffle plays tracks of A.R Rahman, without much thinking or explanation I would like to believe myself that it is a symbolic representation of something big in future.  


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Cauvery and there is Water!

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Cauvery! the name resonates as "riots/bundh/violence" in every one's mind, more so to the fact that in early 1990's Cauvery issue was a larger than life controversy. Today times are different though politics has its own hold on the issue from past 30 years. 

Being born and brought up in the twin cities of Bangalore & Mysore, Cauvery for me was just not a river but a symbolic representation of struggle, back in 1990's when we used to live in Rajajinagar, a area which housed large number of Kannada and tamil population,Cauvery riots were part of our lives! I have seen glasses shattering, bikes being doused, people being threatened and more so people being thrown from their own houses. Back then bunds were more serious, people invariably were part of it even though they dint want to, Situation demanded, with no cable television or any form of sustaining entertainment, people vented out to show their frustration, their anger, their belief sometimes not even knowing the cause for which they are fighting out. 
I was part of one such incident invariably, probably I could say one of the very dark days of my life, the year was 1995 when the neighboring state's demand for more Cauvery water raised, it was then the Central Government of India had formed the formal "Cauvery water distribution panel" before the verdict was out there were protest and then there were riots. 
Being grown up in a local neighborhood my love for Kannada was indefensible, I loved every aspect of the language, while I was nourishing my brain to gain more maturity on my craziness, there was a call out for volunteers one fine afternoon in the neighboring cricket field "We want youngsters, youth blood to fight for our cause...we need people to join us in the protest march, we will get our water..." the call outs were impressive so were the people who organised themselves to influence all the youngsters, instantly we friends decided to join the protest march, after all it is our water and we want it, the slogan was fresh in our minds, the date was set and a very powerful leader of those days was set to flag the march. The march was simple walk from Rajajinagar to Rajbhavan (Which was then a deserted place, for me) and then there was a rally right in front of the rajbhavan, ofcourse traffic was just another word in dictionary then! things were cooler and calmer!
I promised myself to shout till my last decibel could be heard, the day was set and the perfect lie at home was hatched out! things did not look complicated!
A simple T shirt, chappals with few books and pens and a torn bag plus few other friends who believed the cause set out for the common meeting point. There were people and more people, there were hundreds, hundreds turned into thousands and thousands into many thousands, considering the fact that "Infy" was still a start up then, the population of bangalore was not something we could boast of. Of course we were lost in the crowd but then the sense of fear started creeping up, right at the entrance we were asked to collect the magnificent "Yellow, Red striped cloths" we had to use our creativity to wear, some made it as a flag, while some of them tied it as a head band, other's creativity was not something worth of expressing in words. Time started to tick as the thousands awaited the grand entry of the man, the political leader who was supposed to flag the march. Scorching sun reached its new peak as the sweat glands started to work more, the first sight of the man was seen, waving his hands out of a newly bought "Contessa Car" the scene was pictorially good and the march was finally flagged.
Slogans started, voices were raised, young people were asked to dance (of course we were included in the so called request). With only one aim of "getting back water" people put their lives into the march, with no concept of "bottled water" then, people in the march were served water by the residents who then considered to be as seva, of course I am talking of days when "ethics" was spelt correctly to some extent.
Everything was perfect only till 2 kilometers and then started the most glorious act of "Stone pelting", suddenly there was a new adrenalin rush among the thousands to throw anything they get in their hand, no one had an idea, their motive was to destroy. Glasses were shattered, shops were attacked anti-language slogans were shouted. Suddenly the orders came from no where to burn anything that comes to hand and there went fumes high! That was the day I learnt that tyres could be used for other purposes. Lost in the direction of belief and riots, the young minds in us started developing a sense of fear. It was ugly and so was the situation but the real belief was burnt along with those tyres. No one knew the reason nor the reason for the march, suddenly things started to seem so artificial and manipulated, along with those glasses our hearts too were shattered, people were hurt and there was blood every where, not knowing what to do and quite far from our houses we were strangled between fear and belief. Just then a tall dark looking gentlemen pulled us aside, "shh! stay here..." he pushed us into a what looked like a half open tailor shop, "Why the hell did you join these guys?" he screamed at us..we sat there confused, battling for the lost confidence in the system. Things weren't just about water, things now had gone beyond water. 
The dark man gave us some bread pieces and asked us to leave once the mob passes through the whole road. Tired and afraid we started to run looking for a new meaning of belief without even turning once back! 
As we reached home, with our sense knowledge shattered we promised not to venture out to anything similar. 

It was next day when the fear in us took a new turn when we learnt that the small tailoring shop was burnt to ashes in riots. Things were not just about the water!

-Abhishek Iyengar







  
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Mad Humor!

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It was something that was completely restricted to college, a form of performance which I would call "Improvisation"; history dates back to as early as 1900's where western marketing companies introduced a new concept called "ad-mad" where actors were hired to degrade their competitor's products. It was a general practice to perform such short acts in front of the town market and as advertising matured to print and electronic media, the form of performance took a new shape, which is now fondly termed as "mad-Ads" a form of art more popular in universities and colleges.
One such experiment was made by the team of PunchTantraa of Bangalore to bring a form of art which comfortably enjoyed a royal status in college to a professional arena, it was a transformation of one of its kind where not only the art but the transformation itself was put under test; can regular people who are more stereotyped to performances that has logic sense and story adapt to something which has no regular protocols of a performance in it?
"Why not?" would have been their answer, after all any form of performance is form of entertainment; "Being a ardent follower of legacy theatre, for me getting through the fact that a MAD-ADS performance can enter a professional stage did not jell well, perhaps that was the reason I booked my seats first to witness what was called as the laughter riot.
Packed house, fresh blood, new faces,care free, independent from protocols, the venue was set, as I invariably found myself sitting in the balcony of an auditorium which I had almost seen raising to its present glory, I wanted to witness the show as an "Audience" An empty stage with mere lighting and a HUGE camera tripods on the either side welcomed my mind, "huh! these college kids..I sighed!" the camera disturbed me a lot mentally, it never allowed me to concentrate and every time my logical part of mind kept on stressing! its a stage for performance not a "Wedding reception"
A gleam of theatre lights on stage relieved me a bit as a young person clad in jeans and white pullovers walked on stage with confidence, he was probably hosting the event, it looked typically "collegeish" I was just wondering where was the lady MC but thank god, that was then the performance started and I sunk into my seat.
"Put-Go-See" lenses was the word I heard first and I ridiculed the content but that's when i realized that I was too early in judging things! My eyes suddenly caught the attention of an amazing co-ordination in acting tagged with some beautiful voice modulation from behind, a style of theatre which greeks applied to their art form in their era, Perfect timing, simple co-ordination, good presence of mind and amazing voice over, the performance started with a thud of laughter and it stayed there, people rolled over the floor much to the claim by the host who asked the audience to hold on to the seats tightly, "Put-go-see" lenses though a product which the legendary beechi had popularized in his writings found a new meaning with some "PUNCH", that was probably their "TANTRAA" as well, An old wine in a new bottle is always refreshing. As the performance continued, their "PUNCHES" made a remarkable mark on most section of the audience, though few lines such as "Made in China Joke" seemed 1920's and few other jokes were inspired from FACEBOOK WALL POSTS, so what? questioned my brain? we all get inspired from something in our life, what's more important is how well we can express our inspiration and they had quite achieved it.
My highlight of the performance was when the "bike co-ordination of Batman" was performed, timed to perfect, it blew me off from my own seat, I was excited! I was enthralled, I got back the kid in me and i enjoyed that space. Humor always has a hidden message and PUNCH TANTRAA had realized it well, they did not hinder to show some of the most important causes which our country faces today through their style, "Eye donation", "Save Tigers", "Avoid Child marriage" were some the issues that were tackled, it is just that audience laughed over it and left it to air! that reminded me of the quote T.P Kailasam once quoted in his writings "Humor can deliver only smile, not a message"
To add on to the entertainment there was the movie spoof! of Titanic! which I thought was bit amateurish and not needed, at least a better film could have been chosen! A spoof of movie can only be shown through a movie, personally my mind never accepted a movie spoof through a performance on stage, infact I could not even understand the reason as to why was it included? why is that in our country movies are given such a special status that you need to put them in every possible corner? What stuck me then is, why could not they think better? may be a "book spoof", "Spoof of Steve jobs in heaven" or spoof of a "common man in office or in park", something which we all relate to, which we can iterate to ourself, that's when I thought that it is so important for us think differently, Movies are just part of entertainment not part of our lives.

The evening also had an amazing live band performance with the new kid in the block called "Beat boxing", something which probably took all of us to a different world, though it was short-lived it was refreshing and it was then back to more of "Mad-ads".
Call it illogical, call it funny, call it amazing, call it creative, call it experimental theatre, call it a performance, call it a laughter riot; it all boils down to one factor at the end of the day, did your audience enjoy the show? as an artist if you are in a position to answer that question then I would consider that you are successful in achieving what you wanted to, after all "Any performance is a form of Entertainment!"

Refreshing and smoothing, PunchTantraa has sparkled a new revolution in the performing arena, it is just that one has to wait and see how much turbulence can this revolution can bear?


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The “Iyengar bakery” chronicle

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Ah! feels nice to come back here and type “words”, I am starting my season 3, hold on! not any imbecile interview show! Season 3 of my goofy, sardonic blogs.

Ever since I changed my name, to add my “Iyengar” as my surname, I have ran into major issues.  Surprised? well little did I know people in future would ask me “Oh! Iyengar? so you own that bakery that is there in 3rd block, 4th cross across the main road in some slum where people do not have potential to buy a single a piece of bread! from your bakery?”  all I do is give a weird look turn around trying to figure out the bakery the guy just mentioned.

There can be million other sharma’s and gupta’s with absolute no relation with each other, similarly there can be thousands of “Iyengars” with absolute no relation to each other, Not all IYENGARS are tortured or forced to set up bakery’s. We do go to so called education institutions and do study! we do do crazy things just like other people out there and not only bake breads.

“Oh! are you owner of all the Iyengar bakery’s? in bangalore?” popped a gentleman after reading my last name, for some strange reason he still stores my name in his phone as “Bakery abhishek” huh! even after taking him through the whole clan of Iyengars, he wasn’t still convinced. Not soon ago, a very good friend of mine challenged me to pick up a free bread by just talking to him in his language, duh!

If I owned a chain of “Iyengar bakery’s” in banglore, I would have been settled in a much bigger mansion than that of Mukesh Ambani’s. I am not even responsible for the stinking cookies or so locally called “Benne biscuits” in the Iyengar bakery’s, they are BAD and i know! and I do not endorse them nor try them! No need to go to consumer court against me, it is just waste of time and energy!

It is just that some good man decided to open a bakery and unfortunately the pudden-headed person had to name it as “Iyengars Bakery” which caught by the name and has caused massive troubles now! atleast to me, like how SAGAR restaurants are not owned by SAGAR, similarly the IYENGAR BAKERY story, one doesn’t need to do any research and study in IIMB and stop questioning me on the “Bakery empire” and how I manage it, your research papers will definitely land in one of those bakery’s.

It’s official and for the last time around, similar to the million’s of Gupta’s, Sharma’s, Kapoor’s, Naidu’s, Iyer’s'; Iyengar is just a surname and “I DO NOT OWN ANY IYENGAR BAKERY ACROSS THE ROAD”.

As I finish writing this article, one of my friend comes upto me and complains to me about his car’s bad tyres, as I try to finish this article with a perplexed face, he popped the next one “I need your help”

“what? how can I ?”

“I believe you own “IYENGAR TYRES !!!”
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Srikanth to Sri'K'

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On a raining evening when the stage was set for WeMove's second play! there was this lean guy standing tall not because he was extremely tall, he was just standing on a platform called "Attitude" I stared at him and asked him 
"Who the Hell are you?"
he answered in a tone which was not considered to be mild..
"I am Srikant, younger brother of Ranga.. have just come here to help my brother...I am not interested in bothering you..."
I nodded my head and started to walk back! just when i heard few more sound decibels...he questioned me
"BTW, who the HELL are you?" 
I was stunned only to look back the same stare with which I had greeted him..
Years later I saw the same guy standing in one of the corners of our rehearsals room, I thought its my time to give that stare back! and before even i could spill out my vengeance he came forward completely fearless and told me that he is here to replace his elder brother in acting, I thought i got my bonus points and questioned back!
"Do you even know acting?"
He replied "I can learn..."
I shot back "Can you learn?"
He smiled to answer "Any doubts?"



Srikanth Bhatracharya was then just on the tip of WeMove, A role which demanded him to be as rude as possible, I asked him "Can you be rude...?" he answered confidently "Are you asking to be Srikanth...?"
I loved his answer that day and thus started a journey which I always thought would break in months to come!

Day by day Srikanth Bhtracharya grew to become Sri'K' as he is fondly called, perhaps, my most noticeable mistake of WeMove is to think that Srik cannot handle different characters. Infact I thought he can never handle "Theatre". It was probably a shocking moment when in one of the rehearsals he asked me if he can perform a monologue, something which some of the bigger theatre artist fail to pull it off gracefully! he wanted to try it, I just nodded only to wait eagerly for his performance. Infact, in my life I had never anticipated any ones performance so much! I could still remember the day when he performed his monolouge in a clotted rehearsal place with absolutely no scope for concentration, I thought its tough to pull it out but yet again he pulled it off gracefully! 



In many sense I would really call him "Rahul Dravid" of WeMove, he always did what he was asked to do with absolutely no pain and tension and yet every time he pulled it of so gracefully! When there was a dire need of a romantic guy to play a romantic boy friend on stage, i rolled my eyes towards him... my brain did really hesitate but the smile/confidence on his face defeated my own thoughts, true to its sense, sri'K' is today considered to be one of the pivotal guy to play romantic roles.. ask him, he just shrugs it off saying "It only works with right pair ;)"

When the actor in him was almost tested in every aspect, it was time for some serious Production modelling and that's when I put my hands on his shoulders only to drag him to remodel something which WeMove today is known to set standards, "Production", he nodded yet again with confidence to "remodel Production" of WeMove, Along with Hanu Ramasanjeev, Srikanth worked day night through his thoughts to bring some of the best production to WeMove. When people sat in awe, he slipped backstage only to resort to silence but the smile and arrogance still prevailed.





When the production guy in him was almost exhausted, there was a need of tough guy who can run WeMove Operation on a day to day basis.. this time my eyes tried to roll to a different direction but my brain automatically turned to this man.. he smiled at me, the smiled conveyed the answer. 
An Actor, A production designer, An Operations Lead.. Srikanth Bhatracharya has just emerged himself to be sri'K'. I had to say that Srik is one of the rare jewels who work relentlessly without caring what happens around him, his only motive is to see a flourishing WeMove.

My salutations to Rahul Dravid of WeMove, Srik you are truly the "Youth President" of WeMove as you always regard yourself.

Leaders are not born but are made over the time, one such development process is happening now, I guess words are more than enough to indicate what needs to expressed.

In all these years when I see such a transformation in Srik happening from an arrogant lean boy to responsible person, I wonder in awe "AM I?"


Just few facts to add:-

  1. Srik was the actor in WeMove to receive the "Best Actor Nomination" in the recently held short and sweet festival
  2. WeMove's Production design was much appreciated by "Alex Brown" Australian theatre director as the most innovative design on stage
  3. Srik works in shift and yet manages to attend every WeMove rehearsals
  4. Srik is one of the few actors in WeMove to have done character roles of all ages and tone, starting from being a 24 years old to 60 year old





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When I saw my Child?

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It was a gloomy Sunday, tired and exhausted after a morning rehearsal session I set out to the Mecca of Theatre in bangalore, Rangashankara. WeMove Theatre was performing a short play, excited and thrilled I reached the venue, It was a big performance! From the time WeMove was started in 2006 I always had nurtured it in my hands, may be I always lacked confidence that others can nurture it as well but things had changed now. From being the single person to print and stick the posters to making sure the play goes on right and some times even act! I had grown now to handle something more big. WeMove Theatre was just 6 months old when I held it in my hands, I was careless and reckless then but every time I saw the eyes of the small 6 months old baby! I cried in vain wondering how to raise it?
Today it was over 5 years old and 54 shows old, WeMove Theatre is always a baby to me, I always thought it needed some one who could nurture it, least I realized that it had grown big enough to nurture people in turn. I waited long to get to this 'Moment of Realization' and it was on May 27th that I felt it. 
It was a WeMove show and I wanted to feel it like every one feels it, I have heard people critisczing us, blasting us, scolding us, praising us, pampering us, declaring us; I have heard people feeling a WeMove show. I wanted too..after all it is my first loved child! I grew up playing with it day-night from past 5 (now close to 6 years) I felt that I am atleast eligible to feel it atleast once. 

I decided not to land myself on back stage and bought a ticket for myself and stood in the queue along with many other people who were all eager to witness theatre in its best form! As I moved inch by inch towards the auditorium I started to feel my child just when I heard some one whispering

"WeMove is performing.. Mirror today..remember the play we watched the other day..." My ear could not stop but over hear only to realize that my child is not anymore a small child, "I started dieting after mirror.." she exclaimed, I touched my heart once and heard the heart beat.. there was a complete silence everywhere.. as I took my seat in the auditorium to see my first WeMove show. 
Though I have spent most of time in control/light rooms which are not on stage, they are always like sitting in a burning furnace.. this time I was just one of the hundreds of audience..
I had to nothing to do except watch! I was tensed, I had'n watched a WeMove play before I was not sure if it was worth the ticket money I paid, My heart was beating faster and prompted every second that I had to be there at the back stage looking after things, "Is WeMove old enough to sustain itself?" I questioned myself! My mind stopped me from jumping off the seat and asked me to relax! 

My child was on the stage and I was watching my child in the beams of lights that was jumping like a waterfall from the top! I just hoped to see my child victorious. Many like me sat there expecting entertainment and good fun. Just as when my heart almost started to run faster I saw something beautiful.. I sensed a feeling..I started to forget myself, My child was there right on the center of the stage performing.. in the form of three brilliant actors making every one feel a WeMove show. For the first time I felt it as well, I felt the pain, I felt the misery, I felt the sweat, I felt the fights, I felt the arguments, I felt the hard work, I felt all the begging I had to undergo! but then suddenly my mind stopped feeling.. It was like a calm wave hitting the sea shores. For a moment I closed my eyes to feel the calmness in me only to open to find every one applauding and cheering my baby! I turned across the auditorium to see every one smashing their hands together to show their love to my child! I too, not knowing what to do started to applaud but just then  I realized that my eyes was filled tears only to realize that my child today has grown from just being a small in- sensitive shy kid to a big responsible adult. 
For the first time I loved my tears and for the first time I watched a WeMove show, As I walked down the auditorium I heard voices speaking about WeMove, talking about WeMove... I just went to a corner took my seat and gazed at the WeMove logo and smiled at it... I presume it smiled back....!


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AM I? By Srikanth Bhatracharya

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It would be every guys feeling as he is one step away to enter his college life and he finds his girl and lead a romantic college life. It was my feeling too when my 10th exams were over.
We were on a school trip and I was hoping that the girl I always looked for would travel sitting next to me but that dint happen she just passed me and occupied the seat behind me , though was sad but was somewhat happy that she wasn’t far of me . As it was a night journey the driver turned off the lights we all planned to sleep after a few minutes of shouting and singing.  It was some were around 12:30 or 1:00 in the midnight I felt something strange touching my hands which were down touching the ground of the bus, with my eyes half open just turned back to see what it was and was so happy to see that it was her hand that was touching my hand though it was paining to keep my hand in the same position I left that unmoved. In the morning I woke up and the bus was empty, i got down from the bus to see others and she looked at me and smiled, I felt that she was my girl. I spent most of the times seeing her admiring her smile in the tour.

It was the time for us to return back and I was bit afraid as our 10th results were coming out and also was afraid about the result that she might give if I expressed my love. The results were out within few days I was more excited to see her than my results, I entered the school campus and she was standing in front of the classroom door the moment she saw me she came towards me, my senses behaved strangely she came close to me and said “SAME PINCH” we both got the same marks, I forgot to express my feelings at that moment and the time I realised she had left. At that time I felt AM I? 
I always had the gut feeling that I would meet her in some college when I went to buy the application form or the time I got admission. But nothing went my way even my final exam or CET marks.  I was lucky enough to get a seat for B.E. I still hoped that I could find her someday. 
It was my first day of LAB in B.E was sitting alone on the chair and playing with the tuning fork, I felt that someone was standing behind me I feared if it was my BIG moustache lecturer but turned out to be a girl, she introduced herself saying “My name is “and I will be your batch mate for the next 4 years. She had the same name as my 10th STD girl, I looked in to her eyes and could see my reflections for that moment i thought she is MY GIRL but next moment realised that i was seeing myself in her spectacles. For the next 3 years I enjoyed every bit of comments that our friends gave about us and every bit of minute dong lab with her.
It was our final year, I decided to express my feelings to her, I walked towards her in to the lab where she was alone doing her project sat beside to her and with a shivering voice said YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, she smiled back and replied my sister is much more beautiful and went away (not only from the lab, but from the college) and I remained there thinking (not only in the lab, but also in the same semester) . It took me 6months to come out from the feeling and also from the college.
It was my last day, i wished goodbye to all my friends and lecturer’s and walked towards the gate, I could see her again standing near the gate waiting for someone. I went nearby and wished “Hi” her reply made me think again if she was MY GIRL. She replied “I was waiting for you” and gave a card. I opened the card with all the beautiful feelings inside expecting it to be the letter of my life. The moment I opened I felt AM I? And before I could say something she was in the bus. I took the bus behind that back to home.
After having 2 googlies in life I decided to enter my professional life without any expectations.
It was my first day for my job I entered the office, though my mind did not want to see but my heart and eyes wanted to find MY GIRL but I saw no sign of even attempting for it. A year passed by my search for MY GIRL also had reduced. I received a mail from my colleague mailed “she arrived”. I curiously looked through the door to know who she is and also if she can become MY GIRL. 
A thin beautiful fair lady entered with MY HR, he introduced her telling she is asst HR and made her sit beside my cabin. The moment I saw I thought I should not delay this time and would offer my letter to be MY GIRL.
It took me six months to make a bold step and approach her
It was a cloudy Saturday morning and I was alone in my office doing some pending work, I heard a voice asking if I could join for the breakfast, I was surprised to see her standing in her Cabin, She said she was in for interviews.  As I was hoping for a day where I could meet her and talk to her I thought this is the day
I went to her cabin straight away and asked “Do u need any help? “Instead of asking her for a date. She smiled and replied NO. Could not resist myself even for an hour, went again and this time I straight away asked “Do U have any boyfriends?”(I was expecting a Yorker or bouncer this time) but she smiled and asked do u have any?
For a moment I was confused as to what she was thinking of me. Looking at my reaction she replied
Do u have any?..  Any girlfriends? My reply was NO as we all guys say. 
With all great courage and not bothering about the consequences I asked
Can u be my girlfriend? She smiled and turned her laptop screen towards me, Again for the third time in my life I felt Am I ? 
It had been 2 years since that day where I came across such a situation, when I saw MY 10th std GIRL’s   profile in face book.  Today the question re occurred in me AM I ?


To reveal ::

B.E  girl would have given her wedding card.
Asst HR would have shown her engagement pics.
10th STD girl Facebook profile says engaged.
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Ouch! He did it! ON ROAD

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An article designed and devised by the 'Cruel' mind in him Abhishek Narain-Music Director of WeMove Theatre, Penned by Abhishek Iyengar 

Disclaimer:- The characters in this article are real characters and any resemblance to any one is not co-incidental, it is just that there are too many people in this country! Anything that is depicted resembles some one, we cannot help!

It was not raining! a cold breeze was not blowing, it was not a pleasant day and the moon wasn't even visible to comment or describe it, thanks to all the pollution! It was scorching hot! it was humid and the air was just filled with carbon, He was sitting there when I spotted him with excitement! the itch was killing me, so was his I believe. It was there for quite a long time and it just needed that last touch! Probably It was the day, my mind told me when I shook his hands with a sense of fear in mind! What if he rejected to do? he smiled while I tried to explain, he was not in a mood to listen while I almost craved for it. I think the wait was longer than I thought, "Will you have a lime tea?" he questioned me, "Of course!" I answered, it was just my effort to please him although the lime team in itself tasted life heaven that too with all the thoughts in mind. He smiled at me, I thought it was just the right time to ask but how? It wasn't easy for me, in fact it is not easy for anyone to ask, we are all conscious. I took it slow and decided not to hurry on him, I thought, that was the best thing to do at that moment. I am sure he would have done it out of pressure but I wanted him to understand. Just as when we were about to finish the last sips of lime tea, I made a brave move and asked him! It was just out straight from my mouth! Probably for the first time I never backed out in my life. I felt good that I finally asked but there was a new fear, Fear of rejection! but just after I had asked him finally he replied instantly "Lets do it here!" 
"What??? on road" I exclaimed! he replied back "Yes, right here, right now..what do you say?" I was perplexed, I was clueless, My heart beat was raising and so was his his I bet.. "So what did you decide?" he questioned back, "Come on! lets do it here, may be its the last chance before the itch gets bigger!" he warned, he had a cruel smile on his face, it was inviting me to accept his offer.
I said, "Yes"
"Are you sure?" he confirmed just before we did the crazy thing on road, I uttered "Y...es" with a slight hesitation in my tone. I was just concerned about the onlookers. In a country like India where people gather for even the minute thing that happens on road, we! here trying for something as crazy and as wild as it can get!
"We need to find a medical store..." he exclaimed, "of course yes" I whispered, after all safety and precautionary measures are always important, no matter the mood you are in. Soon we were lucky to find a chemist, "One roll full of cotton..", "One antiseptic ointment and a pair of cond...." I was not bothered to listen, all that I cared was to minimize the itch, something that had cropped in me for last 15 days, it was time for me to get the itch removed. I was lost in my own thoughts at that point of time and just then a voice disturbed my thoughts
"Are you ready?" he asked me..
"huh! it will pain.." I replied,
"Of course! It will, now don't be a dud, you have decided to do it.." he convinced
"But on road? are you sure? I mean.... " I puzzled....
"Why don't we go to my room and do?" he questioned back....
"Nope! lets do it here..." I replied...and closed my eyes..
"Okay.. take it out....and leave the rest to me..." he whispered in my ears!
It was probably the most painful experience of my life and why not? but the pain in me made me realize a lot of things, as he pressed hard, I could feel every part of my boy reacting just to stop me from shouting in pain and agony, he pressed hard until he was satisfied, as the onlookers stood there completely amazed and clueless in shock, the chemist did invite us to do inside his store seeing our condition, we just rejected it, there was a new adrenaline rush to do it right there outside and show the world what he was capable, infact I realized that it was a matter of pride for him. Finally after most of it was drained, he stopped it and said "That is it...I am now satisfied.." that's when I opened my eyes to see this cruel world... We both looked happy that we had done it, we both were satisfied, however we pledged that we will never do it again on road! It was probably my most memorable evening and so was his, I believe..."
As I pen my memorable I feel that it was......Wait a minute.... Have I misguided the readers here? Err! aaragh! I Mean... huh! ummm.. @$#%&*() god! Hang on! I was just writing my experience with my DOCTOR FRIEND whom I met the other day in Vijayanagar and asked him to remove a slight large puss filled pimple by a surgical incision i.e cutting across the pimple using "Conditioned medical razor blades" and draining out all the puss in it by pressing the cut wound hard, just then the chemist asked the doctor to do the procedure inside rather than inside as it might attract numerous other infections! but I insisted road as it was cleaner than the Doc's room! And the Doc was very happy as it was a matter of pride for him that he did a surgical procedure on road without much hassles, he was regarded as a Mobile doctor in the end.
 By The way, what did you guys think?

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ART Exploited in Bangalore, Save now!

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India is a country of one billion population, caste is almost a fourth wheel of our country! Politicos have always used caste as their medium to reach the vote banks and now its turned into a obsession. Today we stand on the verge of breaking everything we have, just for caste! 

Classic example for this obsession is a beautiful art piece in Bangalore which now bears the weight of a unwanted caste symbol more so that the piece of art itself just speaks about "Harmony"

If you head straight from the Bangalore palace, you will reach Kodava Samaja on your left and right after Kodava samaja you have the Cantonment Signal, right at the signal there is a new marvelous cement sculpture, a leading news paper carried a front page article demanding explanation for the same for which the artist and the sponsor gave their respective statements explaining the meaning of the sculpture! 


The sculpture has a elephant as its base, the elephant carries weight of a rhinoceros on its back and a tiger on its front, The rhinoceros in-turn carries a tortoise upon which a bird sits watching its prey! a beautiful representation of how exploitation of space and destroying of our forest is affecting our animals. A perfect scenario explaining the reason for all the animal species which are getting extinct. The peace of art is beautifully covered all around by greenery, the most pleasing effect is when stray animals such as dogs or cats take shelter from the scorching sun beneath the elephant, a perfect mixture of art and natural harmony.

This beautiful peace of art now has another burden to carry, A Saffron flag stuck, which is an act to create un-needed controversy, leave alone the people, the government officials are even bothered a least to remove these flags fearing communal violence. Today it is just one flag tomorrow the sculpture is guaranteed to bear more flag weights. Approach the police man who is standing guarding the traffic, he grins with a vague smile and says "It is not in my authority to remove those..." The corporation needs to attend towards this, ask the corporation, they wake bang on! from sleep and exclaim "Statute! what statue? where, when...? it is the work of BBMP.." Knock the doors of BBMP, they scream at you in turn..
Amidst all the drama if as an Indian, you try to remove by yourself, then you are prosecuted for trespassing governament asset.

It only pains me thinking of the artist who had a vision to create something which was completely parallel and unmatched, if only we had the conviction to admire his creation rather than giving it a communal twist.  With no other resort, I returned to my chair to pen this article, with a small hope that atleast some one responsible will read and resort to quick action or atleast allow me to remove the same. Help me, support me in this cause! I am neither a political leader nor a religious leader, I just believe in every religion and more over i believe in ART in its purest form.
Let atleast ART remain as ART and not a vehicle for BALLOT!

(I have attached the best possible pic, I could click from my phone, I hope the saffron colored flag on the top of the sculpture is clearly visible and says it all)
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Amma!

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The first image of her in my mind depicts her sitting on a Tailoring machine, stitching only to make sure the dreams of her children come true. A house which was only enough to breath! An economy which was not considered to be the best among those times, she toiled only to give the best. I remember the picturesque scene  when she advised me to get a decent degree first and then pursue my own dreams, she explained me "With education, comes knowledge and with knowledge the confidence to pursue" 

Once when I was trying to explore the complex world, I was in my 3rd grade, it was just the time my school bell rang and I ran out crazily to find the only face which brought me happiness, My heart beat raced when I did not find her, eyes kept rolling in all directions just to find out that one face and when I did not find her for several minutes, I started shouting in desperation looking upwards, people tried to console only to retreat with a defeated face, I felt, it was just the end of world but then I noticed a small smile, a consoling hand, a soft touch, It was her! She was just late by few minutes, I hugged her tight panting and taking the last available breath I screamed at her "Not to be late.." she promised me that she will never be, she whispered "face the world with confidence" in my ears that day, which still echoes today, Like thousand's of us, my mother is my first Hero, my first friend, my first philosopher, my first advisory, my first guru and my first emotion. 

"Congrats son!, you are now a qualified engineer, Live your dream" she shook my hands when I kept my engineering degree in her hands, "I will never depend on you for anything..Learn your own lesson" she uttered, when I told her that I wanted to do Theatre! May be the words of confidence by her on that day drove me to dive in hard! The face which I always wished to see during my childhood was suddenly now a face of inspiration for me. I had heard that a mother can dawn several faces together, it was then I realized. I liked the feeling of my mother being my inspiration! 
My Mother raised me and my brother by stitching cloths for 35 years, thanks to the government work my father was in! She recalls the times when she used to save 10 paise each month to buy One cake for my brother on new years day! I grew up seeing her pain on the tailoring machine with all the heat sucking up the blood in her body!  
"Patience is the key to success my son" she read the verses of geetha when I was young! I wonder where she gathered all those patience from! 

Days rolled down, times passed by, seconds flashed and I realized today that my mother never complained about me for not being there for her, I was always busy chasing my dreams! I was always busy trying to pursue my dreams but what about the dreams she dreamt for me as a mother? She remained very strong every time I came home throwing my bag in frustration, she consoled me, she spoke to me, she filled confidence in me, she advised me, but what did I do when she came home? in the same frustration, may be I was not even at home then, She must have fought that battle alone! 

The true sense of sheer confidence in her which made me what I am today is represented minutely by my sir name which I named myself after her, Probably completely unorthodox but I knew deep inside that it will only help me to grow further. 

Today when I see her; tired and exhausted, I remember an episode in my life where once she fell asleep on the tailoring machine in order to complete the orders taken, that she stitched her hand along with blouse piece, I was probably 10 then when she started crying in agony and pain, my father took a 'cutting plier' and pulled the needle off her hand as she collapsed down in sheer pain in a pool of blood, I was shocked and scared to talk to her then! After some time i sneaked into her, she was still busy stitching completing all the orders, I questioned her
"Why do you have to go through all these?" for which she replied
"For your better future..." I replied back..
"With all this pain and blood?" she smiled, removed the bandage from her hand.. and showed me the wound, she told me

"Blood can be got back, not your future...." 

Tears rolled down my eyes!

That was the day I decided to stop worshiping god, I believed that I have ONE sitting right in front of me, Till today I worship only her.
A bill board near Bangalore International Airport once said "God was busy to be everywhere, instead he created Mother...." how true........


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5 things to avoid while buying a CONDOM

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Aargh! Its time that you need to make the next move but stuck at thinking how to get it? err! this sounds like a TV shopping ad! coming straight to the point, As India is developing, so as the mind sets of people, we are now more open minded, more so that our "friendly decently speaking cops" do not drag to the station if they see a girl and boy chatting in park! they just drag and get them married! Mr. Friendly Neighborhood now does not peep to know what's happening, she just now has a webcam fixed secretly. Technology has changed lives, College students do not send MMS these days, instead they just opt for Live Streaming! Welcome to Generation Next but buying condoms from the friendly "Kumar Medicals" is still a taboo. What if Kumar thinks something? So the 5 things that one should NOT do while buying a condom, call it self experience or research, it is just not the point to ponder or think if you are thinking already! Lets dive in..

1. DO NOT SWEAT and NO SECOND thoughts!

Its a bright day, your friendly neighborhood medical store is seeing some good business, infact more SIM cards are sold than the medicines thanks to all the TELCOS out there! You approach the shop and then you start to shiver, Do not hesitate just go for it! put it in a nicer way! may be like "Can I have a packet full of birth control tool made out of latex which regular Indians see it as a taboo and Americans just use it anywhere and every where which now comes in almost most of the flavors, sometimes specially designed" I am sure medical store guy will hopefully understand! Go with confidence, take a deep breath and utter out directly! I am sure the medical store guy will understand your emotions and sentiments, I really hope! The mantra is "Be confident" Sweating is fretting! 

2.DO NOT wait for other customers to go! We live in a country which has one billion population

Don't buy chocolates and Crocins unnecessarily, both are not of any use to you! Do not drag the matter, if you wait for all the uncles and aunties to wind up at the medical store, you better be prepared to spend years there waiting at the desk! we live in India not Antarctica! Be a man! Be strong, The friendly customers might even stare you but be prepared to stare them back or atleast smile at them, never ever try to justify to them. Make them and the pharmacist realize that you are there to buy what you need! "Necessity is the mother of all Inventions" I don't really know the context of this statement here, but thought it goes well, left to your creative brain to understand

3.DO NOT begin with Explanation, it makes you more stupid

"My cousin is getting married, he is planning for his honeymoon, We, cousins decided to gift him the best present,, and you know!" Do you think the pharmacist is a nincompoop? DO not being with explanations, cousins, friends, cousin's cousin, friend's friend  getting married is just not a reason to get away with your friendly neighborhood medical store guy! it makes you more stupid, you are inviting more suspicion towards you and the most stupid thing to do is to carry "Wedding Invitation" Remember pharma guys can read and write as well! think something more creative if you want to produce an explanation and most importantly do not act as if you are talking on phone getting the instructions and behave as if you don't know how to pronounce either Kamasutra or DUREX, people out there are not stupid! they might see like but they are not.

4.DO  NOT Panic if you see a lady at the COUNTER

If you say you have malls and super malls as the solution, then good for you! pick up stuff but do not panic if you see a lady at the counter, they understand what you are upto, Buying deodorants shampoos and tooth brushes to just accommodate one packet of condom will only burn a hole in your pocket. Do you really think the lady at the counter will have all the time to think what one does with the condoms, its her work and she does it, so is yours! Again the golden rule is not SWEAT here, that can make you more embarrassing. If she cross questions you "Are you sure you want to buy this one?" remember she is just trying to sell the brand which gives her incentives, she is not pointing at anything else. Do not break there and run away! go with flow and ask for discounts and offers, every product has its own discounts, if there is buy one get one, Demand it! make your voice heard! You are a consumer and you have every right to ask for it. Get the best deal out of it, who knows with raising economy anything can happen.

5. DO NOT go with a DOCTOR'S prescription 

This is the most ridiculous thing to do! Condom can never be a prescription it is a social responsibility, Do not go with your 3rd year MBBS student friend's prescription, he is neither a doctor yet nor is authorized to give one, you are just making a fool of yourself. Do not write yourself on a peace of paper and hand it over to the pharmacist as well, it makes things more dramatic. Drama is not what you ordered for!

Well, I think these are the 5 things which one should never do, may be its time that we really get out of our shells before our next generation start reading CONDOMS like tables from their text books. Its time that we really call it CONDOM rather than naming it "RUBBER" or "Balloon"

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