The not-so-real reality shows

Hello lovelies,

I hope all of you brave people out there are coming out as winners in every battle of our life. Now before I write this short story of mine, I must mention here that I don’t intend to offend any person or profession, nor is it necessary that all my opinions are agreed upon. I found it important to mention this little note because what I’ll be writing might reveal some hidden secrets of the media industry.

Recently I participated in this famous singing “reality” show where thousands of want-to-be singers like me participated. The first round of that competition was in my small town where I, along with 12 other contestants, was selected. It was all smooth and real until I got ‘yes’ from the two audition rooms. After that, I was told to ‘act’. First I was taken to the registration booth and asked to act as if I’m entering and chest sticker is being placed. That part was easy, I did that. I was then asked to act for a lot of scenes. In one of them, I had to show that I was practicing songs, in the other I had to look as if I was nervous before entering the audition room and in others I had to show happy and sad expressions on getting selected and not getting selected. So much for a reality show!

Then came the time for the second audition which was held in the city of lights. I was all excited for the auditions with high spirits and higher hopes. We were told that we had to reach the hotel at 9:30 am, which we did. Around 40 contestants who were selected from 2 cities were to be auditioned that day so I roughly estimated that we would be free by 5:00pm. But what happened there was a different scenario. The auditions of participants from 1 city (PSW) started around 5:00pm and ended by 10:00pm. We waited, waited, kept waiting. The morning, afternoon, evening passed and we still waited. After a wait of almost 15 hours, our auditions took place at 1:00am. Such mismanagement came as a shocker to me. Now I do not intend to say that there was a partiality between the two cities, because there wasn’t any. What I would just like to convey is that our celebrities have started acting like our politicians (coming late and making the contestants and audience wait) and our media people have mastered the art of hiding the misses and highlighting the catches (showing the excited crowd, not the tired, pissed off faces).

But even after all this wait and messed-up-mood, I would praise the channel which was sponsoring the reality show. They were very considerate, providing quality food in lunch and dinner and caring for our comfort throughout the day. Overall the experience of waiting for more than half of the day, socializing with a variety of contestants coming from different backgrounds and observing the operations of media industry first-hand was good!

One thing that I’ve learnt and that I wish I would not have learnt is that “reality” shows are not very real. I used to watch reality shows a lot, which ‘I guess’ I’ll still do. But all those scenes of excited, nervous, crying, insulted contestants will not amuse me as much. Somewhere in my mind I’ll always think that their emotions are mere acting skills and will consider them unreal.

By the way, the set was very well-decorated. For all of you, I’m sharing two pictures of the set. Watch and enjoy!

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My recent brush with NIMUN ’13

12 highly motivated students boarded the bus to cover a 17-hour journey from their small town to experience what were going to be the most exciting 4 days of their life. Looking forward to take many memorable moments from this experience, off we headed to NUST International Model United Nations 2013 (NIMUN ’13).
We passed the journey singing songs, sleeping half the way, watching “The Pink Panther” and getting challaned by the motorway people once 😀

The first ones to arrive at the hostel, we were given the privilege of choosing which bed mattresses we wanted. By the way we were staying in a hospital ward-like room common room and 30 girls were to be accommodated with us in the same room. Not really happy with the accommodation, I still looked forward to the next days sessions and the social events.

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OPENING CEREMONY

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The opening ceremony was decorated aesthetically with white tents; green, blue and white balloons representing the NIMUN logo colours; packed with around 1000 students coming from around the world. We were welcomed by a number of experienced speakers, where Mr. Aizaz Chaudhry told us the surprising fact of MUNs coming into the world before the League of Nations itself. Something out of his speech that stuck in my mind was “students who come unprepared find themselves severely handicapped”. I don’t know why it felt he was pointing to the category where I belonged 😛

The Chief Guest Akram Zaidi who was next to speak told us very interestingly why they focus on organizing MUNs “we have United Nations (UN) with divided nations, we have security council that creates more insecurities, so MODEL is what we’re still commending.”

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GLOBAL VILLAGE

In the evening, everyone dressed up in the cultural dresses of the countries assigned to them, ours was Iran. It was a treat to visit stalls of other countries displaying their culture, food and performances. An amazing first-time experience for us was to walk on the ramp portraying Iranian cultural apparel.
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COMMITTEE SESSIONS

When I entered the committee, the environment was so learning-oriented that I realized I have to kill my heart remain concentrated towards the chair (the moderator) and the fellow delegates (coming from different countries) all the time. I was really surprised to see the professionalism and the rules of the game strictly being followed. “Let diplomacy be your argument” was the tag line and that’s exactly what everyone practiced  I realized the truthfulness of the statement “Diplomacy is to tell someone to go to hell in a way that he looks forward to the journey.”
Every day, we used to buckle up and refill our energy bags to attend the committee sessions. They were so thought-provoking yet so tiring. But some events awaited us daily in the evening which refreshed us for the next day’s sessions.

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CARNIVAL

A festival of fun and frolic, girls and boys screaming their lungs out on the giant wheel, people savoring their taste buds with delicious BBQ and some just giving the dose of beautiful music to their souls; the carnival was charmingly decorated like the small town melas. Girls dressed up in colorful and vibrant colors while boys relaxed in jeans and tees. The event ended with Punjabi and Pushtu rap by the students and very unwantingly, we left for our hostels.

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FORMAL DINNER

The formal dinner was no less a delight. We met in a ravishingly decorated area, all glammed up for a 1920s theme dinner. I was awestruck at the first sight of the place, there was an antique-looking car (I wonder where they managed to get it from), mannequins dressed in silk and chiffon, ladies eloquently dressed in flapper dresses and men looking handsome in tux, the red fluorescent lights adding the wow factor to the place and everything that made it ‘pure vintage’. Sinking in the beauty of the area, I moved towards where the aroma of food came from (had to mention it being the foody I am :P). After feeding my stomach, I took some pictures of the area and the 1920s themed me and off we headed to walk through the cold roads to our hostel.

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THE SURPRISE EVENT

On the last day, we got ready for the surprise event. The arena awaited us!
The tableau on “Peace” performed by NUST Dramatics and Debating Society had all the audience to their feet and lauding. The flying lanterns, which followed the performance, was another move by the organizers to inflict the gesture of unity and peace.
And with this, 4 exciting days came to an end!

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The organizers truly deserve a lot of appreciation for all the effort they put in. The event organised by a team of NUST’s final year students pulled off amazingly.
The decor team never ceased to surprise us with their creativity and the photographers covered the proceedings so well, relentlessly taking amazing pictures. All in all, the event was a huge success, a platform where ideas were shared and bonds were formed.

NIMUN ’13!

Hip hip hurray! *screams*