(In the pic: Shivani & Tara)
By Shivani Ganesh
We got a cable connection for our TV only because we wanted to watch BBC and perhaps an occasional Hollywood movie on Star TV. No “Bold and Beautiful” operas for us no trashy talk shows, thank you. We are highbrows. And definitely no MTV. It was only a noisy flash as we switched channels. Unvariegated noise.
One day I caught a snatch of ‘Homeward Bound’ by Simon & Garfunkel while fiddling with the channels. I journeyed back many years to college, to a carefree youth. I started listening to ‘Classic MTV’. I heard some old hits I knew, I learned some newer ones. Soon ‘I was awake on the wild side’ with Andy Ingkavet while I cooked and changed the sheets and Madonna broke my heart with her latest, ‘This used to be my playground. Jon Secada’s ‘Just another day without you’ made me long for my husband away in the office, our breakfast squabble forgotten. And, in between Bruce Springsteen and Simply Red, the strange Taiwanese/Malaysian/Chinese songs they had been slipping in cast a spell. Racist views (only American is good) fell away. I am in love with Chang Yui Shen, Lo Ta Yu Artists, RAP, and Dawn. And I love that Moroccan, Khaled. I like rap and black American dancing. And our own Rock Machine boys aren’t so bad either. I like the ballads of metal groups like INXSY, Salt and Pepper. Guns ‘n Roses’ ‘November Rain’ is my favorite. Someday I might even steel my nerves and watch ‘Headbangers’ ball’ and ‘Power Pack’.
For now, I’ve learned songs for every occasion. A flat tyre on a highway requires ‘Life is a highway I want to drive all night long’. My daughter’s good behavior is rewarded with ‘Precious little angel’. Unsuccess was met with ‘Roll with it’. Fights with ‘You’re never gonna get my sweet loving’. ‘I hate everything about you is always handy’. My husband’s teeth were on edge until he gave in and became an MTV addict himself. Now my five-year-old daughter triumphantly utters her longest sentence ever ‘Make love like a man’.
Deeply Dippy. I am going to try a new hairstyle. I am getting back into shape. I am learning some energetic dancing steps. I am going to go on a second honeymoon as soon as I learn the exact rendition of ‘Hold on my heart’ by Genesis. My husband already sings Mariah Carey’s top-of-the-charts hit, ‘I’ll be there’ at me. Long hair on men doesn’t put me off anymore. And I don’t seriously think those Video Jockeys suffer from arrested development anymore either. They’re nice guys. And I’ve learned to keep an open mind.
Note 1:Shivani first worked in ‘Aside’ (city mag) in Madras as a Reporter/Sub-Editor. Over time, she has been Editor ‘Island’ a Bombay city mag, Editor ‘Options’, a travel mag in Bombay, Associate editor ‘Society’ magazine and Senior Editor in Popular Prakashan, Mumbai. She is currently a Senior Reporter/Sub in the English Newspaper, ‘Lokmat Times’, Nashik)
Note 2: I found this while rummaging through some of my papers and requested her to let me use it on my Blog. A ‘big Thank you’ to her for okaying my wish. I plan to use more of her stuff, (including Short Stories), on this Blog in the coming days.