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Remembering happier times in the Maldives

When I visited the Maldives with my friends from Thermal And A Quarter in 2010, the island nation impressed me, besides its obvious natural beauty, as a land of a restless people. The death metal bands were loud, their cries of revolution insistent, and its youth possessed of an unexplained angst. Why, we wondered. After all, the Maldives had slipped out of a three-decade-long, near-dictatorial regime of President Maumoon Abdul Gayoom in 2008, when President Mohamed Nasheed, a long-time pro-democracy activist often hailed as the “Mandela of the Maldives”, was sworn in after a bitterly contested, hard-won democratic electoral process. Under Nasheed, the Maldives appeared to look ahead, confront the threat of climate change assertively (much of Maldives is only a few meters above sea level) and rebuild its life-blood, the tourism industry, which had been battered by Asian Tsunami of December 2004. Posses of podgy armed guards in fatigues roamed the streets, automatic firearms at the ready. They patrolled the small crowded streets in trucks, watching over peaceful but noisy processions of flag-bearing schoolchildren. We never quite understood why — our questions received shrugs for answers. We just got this by way of an answer: “The President must continuously watch out for himself.” With a little polite ferreting we learned that Gayoom, though not usually in the country, still controlled the big pieces on the board, an outcome of his longstanding influence.

Last week presented the sum of all fears. After days of rioting in which police joined protesters, Nasheed was overthrown in what he described afterwards as a coup d’état. His deputy Mohammed Waheed Hassan was sworn in as President. The situation is developing. There are alleged corruption charges against Nasheed, and his political foes have ganged up.

A friend in the Maldives told me on Facebook that he was “hoping that this would end as soon as possible. This is something I never wanted to see in my (life), especially in Maldives.”

Looking back at that lovely week in the Maldives, I posted a photo-essay on Yahoo! India Travel, which I edit.

Here it is:

A street in Male, capital of the Maldives. CLICK TO VIEW THE SLIDESHOW

More pictures and a photo-essay on Yahoo! India Travel

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Two 9/11 stories

Journalists covering a tragic event are often swept with the flow of other people’s emotions, often mediated by an overdose of messages crafted to overwhelm. It’s often challenging, in such situations, to locate the true colour of your emotions, and to draw that elusive line in the shifting sand between what you feel and what you are expected to feel. Inevitably, though, a journalist may choose to play the story as he or she wants the reader to feel it. If that amounts to betrayal — of the subjects in the story, the true nature of emotion, and of the real truth thereof — the writer shall forever be haunted by it.

Nine years after I wrote the 9/11 stories I was assigned, I revisited them in my head. And here’s what I wrote on Yahoo! India (where I now work):

Even in death, Hemant Puttur gifted prosperity

Puttur, the town in southwestern Karnataka after which 9/11 victim Hemant Puttur took his name, now boasts a welcome arch, shopping mall and community hall in his name. He gave even in death.

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9/11, 26/11… they are only stories

What 9/11? Barely three years since 26/11, we have forgotten Salaskar, Karkare, Kamte and Unnikrishnan. For us, terror attacks are only stories. In 2002, when I spoke to the father of 9/11 victim and Wipro employee Shreyas Ranganath, he reminded me of that chilling truth. I feel no different today.

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Btw, if you scroll through the comments, you’ll see some gems from our most erudite readers. :)

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Here come the sons

Whatever it took to step out of their fathers’ long shadows, the Beatles’ sons have now risen. But will they come together (right now) and repeat that great journey across the universe?

Julian Lennon (left) with stepmother Yoko Ono and father John Lennon (LIFE image archive)

During the Beatles’ epic breakup in 1969, Julian Lennon was caught in a different crossfire. John Lennon’s son from his marriage to Cynthia Powell and the eldest of the Beatles progeny, John Charles Julian Lennon was born in 1963 just as the Fab Four poised to leap across the universe. His parents, high-school sweethearts, had married unceremoniously after Cynthia became pregnant. Wary of jeopardising the Beatles’ boy band image, manager Brian Epstein forced Lennon to keep his marriage quiet.

Beatlemania blew the Lennons apart. While Cynthia tolerated her husband’s extramarital dalliances, there was one she could not stave away.

“She was persistent and she didn’t give up,” Cynthia said of Japanese avant-garde musician Yoko Ono. Returning from a sojourn she found an unapologetic Lennon with Ono, who had “borrowed” her bathrobe.

Caught in the midst of his parents’ divorce, Julian shuttled between homes. It was clearly a period of inexorable sadness for young Julian, and one that scarred him permanently. Paul McCartney, possessed of avuncular tenderness, comforted the boy by singing “Hey Jules.” Renamed, the song entered the Beatles’ catalogue and became one of their greatest hits. Many years later, Lennon lauded “Hey Jude” as one of McCartney’s finest compositions, though all the while he had imagined that it was written for him and Ono.

May Pang, John Lennon's companion during his "Lost Weekend"

Lennon and Ono married in 1969 and their relationship became a scratching post for modernists of all stripes. The fab couple moved to New York in 1971, cutting Julian out of the family album. In 1973, John separated briefly from Ono and fell into an eventful 18-month relationship with her production coordinator May Pang; Lennon later described it as his “Lost Weekend”. Pang, who subsequently wrote two memoirs about this period of her life, encouraged John to reconnect with his estranged son, who then lived in England.

Eleven-year-old Julian spent Christmas with his father. They made music: the credit “starring Julian Lennon on drums and Dad on piano and vocals” appeared on Walls and Bridges (1974), notable for the only No 1 hit of Lennon’s solo career.

Things fell apart when Lennon and Ono reunited abruptly. And fruitfully, it would seem, for in 1975, Sean Taro Ono Lennon was born. This time Lennon overcompensated as father and house-husband, enjoying a near-permanent hiatus from music to lavish attention on his newborn son.

After Lennon was murdered in 1980, Julian was effectively cast away from his dad’s estate. Sixteen years later he paid £55,000 at an auction for his father’s memorabilia, among which were the recording notes to “Hey Jude”.

Julian Lennon during the Valotte tour 1985

Julian Lennon 1985 tour (source: an0nym0n0us/ Flickr)

In 1984, Julian Lennon burst on the charts with Valotte. Nominated for a Best New Artist Grammy in 1985, the album produced two Top 10 hits and sold 1.5 million copies worldwide – the biggest success enjoyed by a next-generation Beatle. His next, The Secret Value of Daydreaming (1986), sold over 500,000 copies in the US.

Pressured to fill his father’s place in the world, Julian caved. When the next three albums sank he took to drugs and sought respite in sculpture, cooking and concert photography – the last starting with half-brother Sean’s 2007 tour.

Sean Lennon

Sean Lennon (source: ChristineRenee.net/ Flickr)

Sean Lennon, who was five when his father died, grew up under his mother’s wing and with both hands in her fathomless pockets. Through childhood, he appeared on Ono’s albums and formed the band IMA to back her on Rising (1995). He starred in Michael Jackson’s Moonwalker video and co-wrote a song for Lenny Kravitz.

With Julian’s capricious career widen open before him as a “how not to” handbook, Sean ventured a careful choice of collaborations – first with the food-besotted pop band Cibo Matto, fronted by two Japanese women, and then with Adam Yauch of Beastie Boys, the punk band that owned the label Grand Royal Records. In 1998, the label released Sean’s Into the Sun. The album entered the US Top 200 but critics booed it out. He returned in 2006 with Friendly Fire which, a reviewer wrote, “fades away as it plays”.

Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger, his current project with precocious fashion model and longtime girlfriend Charlotte Kemp Muhl, engendered the eclectic album Acoustic Sessions in October 2010. In a throwback to his father’s experience, National Public Radio commented that Sean had “found his own voice — and the perfect songwriting partner — to produce his best work yet.”

Arguably the brightest spark born of Beatle loins is Zak Starkey, son of drummer Ringo Starr (real name Richard Starkey) and his first wife Maureen Cox (Ringo’s younger son Jason had a low-key musical career and several problems with the law). At eight, Zak found a mentor in godfather Keith Moon, the explosive and charismatic drummer of The Who (Moon died of an accidental drug overdose in 1978). After stints with the Icicle Works and his father’s All Starr Band, Starkey joined The Who on their Quadrophenia tour in 1996. Critics and bandmates hailed him as Moon’s worthy successor.

Zak Starkey drums for The Who

Zak Starkey (on drums) performs with The Who (source: Marian Izaguerri /Flickr)

In 2004, Starkey began working with Britpop heavyweights Oasis – his “most inspiring band”. After a four-year outing, which included work on studio albums Don’t Believe the Truth (2005) and Dig Out Your Soul (2007), Starkey returned to The Who and appeared with them as recently as 2010.

Now 45, Starkey has his tongue firmly in cheek whenever he comments on being a celebrity son. “I am not a rock‘n’roll star,” he once said. “I’m not famous… but I am a very successful musician.”

A measure of success also sought out Dhani Harrison, son of George Harrison and his Mexican second wife Olivia Arias. Named for the sixth and seventh notes of the Indian music scale, Dhani was born in 1978 before his parents were married (Harrison’s first wife Pattie Boyd later married Eric Clapton). Endowed with his father’s brooding brow and piercing dark eyes, Dhani played his first show with Harrison in Tokyo before 50,000 people. He also played a major part in his father’s posthumous album Brainwashed (2002), produced by Jeff Lynne, Harrison’s bandmate in the Traveling Wilburys.

After his father died of cancer in 2001 Dhani spent seven years tethering loose ends. “I don’t want to spend my whole career dealing with his work,” he remarked in an interview. “I want to go out and make my own stuff.”

In 2006, he joined Bob Dylan’s son Jakob to record John Lennon’s “Gimme Some Truth” for a tribute album. He also performed on two Traveling Wilburys tracks (credited as Ayrton Wilbury). Later that year, he started an indie rock band Thenewno2, with whom he released a debut album You Are Here (2009). Though the band has not met with chart success, it struck a deal with American video-game manufacturer Harmonix to include two songs on the wildly popular game The Beatles: Rock Band and another on its sequel.

In 2010, Dhani teamed up with singer-songwriters Ben Harper and Joseph Arthur for a side project called Fistful of Mercy.

James McCartney

James McCartney (source: stevenjgarner/ Flickr)

While none of the Beatles’ biological daughters (McCartney has three and Ringo one) took to music, the last son to crack his musical eggshell was James McCartney. Though he appeared on two of his father’s solo albums and his mother’s posthumous album Wide Prairie (Linda McCartney died of cancer in 1998), his musical career began effectively in 2010 when he previewed material from his EP Available Light, which released in September. Included is a warm-hearted cover of Neil Young’s “Old Man”, in which the young McCartney sings: “Old man, look at my life, I’m a lot like you were.”

Perhaps Julian Lennon should have heeded the wisdom in those lines. Or perhaps he has eventually, for Everything Changes, his first studio album since Photograph Smile (1998), is scheduled for release this year.

Whatever it took to step out of their fathers’ long shadows, the Beatle sons have now risen. But will they ever break our hearts by coming together and playing on the same stage?

The Beatles in the pool

The Beatles (from left): Paul McCartney, George Harrison, John Lennon and Ringo Starr

First published in M magazine, July 2011 with a different set of photographs

Images from the LIFE photo archive hosted by Google and Flickr

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Did she fake the Original Sin?

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Norah Jones sang that?

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