Sunday, November 9, 2003 |
Bonding with brands WORMS in chocolate. Pesticides in cola. Unmentionables in most other stuff that goes down the gullet... It’s only fair that people love to hate brands these days. MNC brands, in particular. Why so? Maybe because we feel cheated. All along, we’ve bought MNC brands in the name of quality. If they want to play dirty, we might as well go back to the original dirties—the desis. At least, we’ll be able to identify with the sweat, grime and hair strands found in their products. And pay less to boot. You may feel that I’m stretching the point too far. You may be amused by my display of feeling for ‘mere brands.’ I will therefore transport you to a city 1,000 miles away from my home. You are now standing at a corner shop in J.B. Nagar, Mumbai. You want bread. Your eyes scan the counter for Bonn, Dalima or Bakeman’s—three familiar brands. You see Kwality and St. Michaels and Bimbo—three unfamiliar brands. There’s also a day-old packet of Britannia. You take the Britannia. Why? Because it’s an old friend. It spares you the guinea pig feeling. That’s a brand’s place in your life. Cadbury and Coke do the same to people who move between countries and continents. Otherwise, it’s a moot point whether Cadbury’s chocolates are any better or tastier than Amul’s or Campco’s. |