Launch of Cadbury Dairy Milk Spready
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Interesting afternoon at Courtyard by Marriot Mumbai hosted by The FBAI,
Mondelez India and Zeba Kohli..
There was a dramatic launch of Cadbury Cookboo...
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Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Market place in Lagos
Markets in Lagos are no different from the markets in other parts of the world except that you need to be prepared to face the heat that is quite cruel. In reality, one should be happy to visit the air-conditioned malls which sell almost everything and shopping in style should be the norm of the day. But if we come all the way to Africa, we are likely to be curious of a local market.
After much cajoling, my cousin finally agreed to take us to the local market. First things first, we had to remove all the jewellery, wear cotton clothes, carry minimum of cash and carry lots and lots of water.
Surprisingly, markets are clean. There is lots of crowd in this particular market and branded goods are available at throw-a-way prices. There are rows and rows of shops selling the same items at competitive prices. There are many more hawkers seen on the road causing traffic jam ( called ‘goslow’ ) and the market there is called ‘goslow market’
The streets are colourful with women dressed in bold block prints and a head scarf. They greet me with a smile and wishing me a very good afternoon. I want to buy a fish and she quotes astronomical price.
“Wat, are you mad? It is too much” I say
“No mamma! Price very good. I tell you, you no get this price nowhere.”
“No, price too high, I no buy. You my friend? You no like me? You no want to sell? No?
“Mamma, price very small, I make it small for you, for you only, I make it small, how mush you pay hah?”
After much discussion, I finally get a good bargain.
Tuesday, 29 April 2008
Learning Art of Nigeria
There is no limit to the art world. Every country has its own signature into the art world. I was fascinated with the art world on this side of the globe. In Africa, there is art in the motifs and bright color pictures. I went to the local market and there was a display of African art in most of the stores.
My cousin, who is also interested in art, wanted to learn this art from a local native and I decided to accompany here and be a silent learner.
Moses, the local painter and artist, agreed to share his talent with us. We drove to his studio to learn his art.
While my cousin sat on the hot seat, painting, I learnt it from a distance. We went for two days.
On day one, they drew lines with glue cone to create embossed effect and coated with the primer of glue and distemper. They worked on three canvases, Two canvases were on motifs, the third one was on knife paintings.
At the end of two days, my cousin had created three beautiful painting.
While my cousin was busy painting he was creating more designs
He was quick, within one hour he created three more paintings..
We learnt the different motifs, his style of painting and blending of colors.
He worked with much ease and style, with no drawing or planning, letting the brushes move freely on the canvas, each stroke plucked from his memory, just creating whatever came to his mind and all were amazing…….
Sunday, 27 April 2008
April....in a strange land.....
Friday, 18 April 2008
On the busy streets of Lagos
The car has stopped in the middle of the road and needs immediate attention. Due to bad oil, there is dirt in the carburetor. While the car is being repaired, I am waiting in the car.
My car is parked under the shade of the tree, just below the bridge. On my right are palm trees. Each tree is labeled, it has its scientific name, tree name ad its uses. There is a royal palm tree which says is uses for decorative purpose and other shorter tree called Palm tree has its uses listed as edible oil. There are several hawkers resting under the tree. These hawkers are the ones who were hawking in the traffic jam. Here the traffic jam is called ‘goslow’ and these hawkers sell all kinds of wares at ‘goslow’.
On my left, there is a bridge and I can see more than 50 hawkers in that small strip of the bridge. They sell all kinds of stuff and run after every car.
It is so sunny and hot, and they have their clothes soaked with perspiration, when they are tired, they come here, on my right and rest under these trees.
Monday, 14 April 2008
Visit to Beauty salon in Lagos
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