President-elect Obama;s first press conference

What did I do last night? I stayed up till 1:20 AM to wait for President-elect Obama to address his very first press conference after the victory speech. And he was very president like. Composed. Cautious. Yeah he needed to be. His speech has to be measured - millions are following him, having found a hero, an idol finally. But even amidst discussion of economic crisis, taxation policy ( a sweet spot for the journalists), foreign policy, Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, Pakistan, Russia he managed to talk about the new puppy that he owes Malia and Sasha. That's what I love about him. You're my man, Barack. You're my hero.

Obama's family is planning to adopt a shelter dog. God bless you good souls.

Where do the homeless dogs go when bombs blast in the city?

Yes, that's what I've been thinking. Where do the poor animals go? They must have been hit by the dozen. Where do they recuperate? Poor things! Just before I started typing this post,I saw a dog running for his life, perhaps in shock, in a footage in one of the news channels.

Not making any demands, just thinking. The question has been on my mind for some time now...

I hate the rain when there is no half construced house..

Yeah - I hate the rain when there is no half constructed house in the vicinity. Houses, which are being constructed are the safest haven for homeless dogs. They cuddle against each other in the midst of materials yet to go up in the construction. They take shelter from the rain.

From the past few days, it has been raining a lot in Bangalore. I used to love rains, love watching the rain drops make the leaves dance, love sipping coffee while watching the rain... until I saw the plight of the stray, homeless dogs. In my neighbourhood, construction of a building is going on. So the dogs of the lane have been safe so far. But not for long - the building is almost complete, and ready for human habitation. And when human beings occupy the house, the dogs must leave. The human beings will not even let these poor animals take shelter in the extension of the garages during rains. C'mon - you don't use that space for anything. Why can't you just be in peaceful co-existence? But this the age of mine, and only mine. My things. My wins. One seems to forget one can't drink gold, one will need clear water, one will need the trees, one will need the animals around, one will need joys of the unconditional love of dogs....

I've been wondering for a while on a secret plan. I wonder if Amir Khan will ever agree to make a movie for the cause of homeless animals. I plan to write to him - but I wonder if his secretary will call it trash and never let it be in Amir's inbox.

Amir is known to make sensible movies. Whenever he has made one, people have been influenced. The entire nation was colored saffron by his "Rand de Basanti". The movie even prompted justice in the Jessica Lal murder case. "Taare Zameen Pan" influenced many parents re-think their philosophy of educating their children. The movie urged everyone to unleash the creative side, to find the inner voice and not be social conditioned to live a life of imprisonment of the free spirit. Whenever Amir spoke, people listened. That's the power of cinema. In a country like India if one has to deliver a "message", it has to be for the masses. Awakening the minds of people who suffer from lack of aspirations, and sensitivity and a sense of "given up" is not easy. They have to be literally jolted. Yet, Amir has managed significantly well.

If Amir ever makes a movie on the needs to conserve the earth and love the homeless animals, the masses will listen and there will be a movement.

Amir, are you listening? Use the powers of cinema. Too many dogs are run over by cars on a mad rush. Too many homeless animals are treated cruelly by the insensitive and the ignorant. Make a movie - Amir.