What's in a Name?

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A bluebird (twitter) told the world that blue-eyed beauty Aishwarya Rai Bachchan is pregnant. Her pregnancy elated not only her family and friends but the general public as well. The moment Amitabh Bachchan tweeted this news; it spread like a wildfire. We are not focusing on her pregnancy as the media is stuffed with every bit of information we can imagine. Our endeavor is to understand why her pregnancy has created such hype that she is even trending on US Yahoo!

Aishwarya Rai won Miss World title in 1994 and till 1999 (Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam, her first hit movie) she was famous as people thought of her as the first Indian to win Miss World. Though, the first Indian to win the coveted title was Rita Faria in 1966. Aishwarya’s unparalleled popularity is an example that she is a beauty with brains. Unlike everyone, she focused on making her name a brand. Now, her name is unaffected by weight, controversial outfits and even flop movies.

 Three important factors that contributed to making her name a brand are nothing but personal choices. First, she chooses to keep quite rather than being politically correct. Ask her anything about Salman Khan, Vivek Oberoi, Cannes outfit disaster, even movies. For her, mum is the word. By keeping quiet she maintains her dignity and leaves everything for speculation, thus building more curiosity.

From 2002 (Devdas) till 2006 (Dhoom) when her Bollywood career was at rock bottom, she made her second personal choice, to marry Abhishek Bachchan. Her marriage in the Bachchan family gave her the most desired surname in Indian entertainment business. Aishwarya’s marriage can easily be termed as the merger of two big brand names thus increasing the market value of her newly acquired name ‘Aishwarya Rai Bachchan’. Capitalising well on the new surname, now, Bachchans as a family unit is one of the highest tax payers in India for the year ending March 2011.

Her third choice in making her a huge brand is the Public Relations Firm. PR has worked and transformed her into such a glorious figure that failure in the primary job (acting) is not affecting her. From a 60 minutes profile on her to wax statue at Tussauds; from ranking in Forbes to Times; from appearing in Oprah Winfrey Show to doing social causes, there is hardly any place where she has not been present. PR makes very sure that she is presented in the right spirit and style. It’s because of PR that a tulip is named after her in the Netherlands and she is endorsing the best products.

Considering today’s world where everything from morning coffee to toys is branded and corporate houses are spending millions to make their name popular, it’s astonishing to see how someone’s personal choices worked so well for her name. Let’s see if her offspring(s) can continue the ‘Brand Building’ legacy.

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Comments

  1. swatiJune 27, 2011 at 1:17 PM

    Very well said!!! It's all about making your presence felt at the right time and at right place this is what Ash did..

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  2. Saru SinghalJune 28, 2011 at 9:02 AM

    Right, in entertainment business, it's all about presentation.

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  3. amrita ray paridaJuly 9, 2011 at 3:41 PM

    true enough i like her "keeping mum thing" waise bhi yaar the more u explain the more the world blames u.....say one word regardin anything...there will be questions pourin down on dat too.....nd this process continues!!!

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  4. Saru SinghalJuly 10, 2011 at 2:28 PM

    @Amrita ray parida- Right, keeping mum is the best thing to do.

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  5. Sujatha SathyaJuly 18, 2011 at 12:01 PM

    ""failure in the primary job (acting) is not affecting her"" liked that :)

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  6. Saru SinghalJuly 18, 2011 at 12:23 PM

    @Sujatha Sathya- I hope you are not her fan. Thanks for liking the lines.

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  7. Sujatha SathyaFebruary 21, 2012 at 11:37 PM

    ohhhh now i remember this post. yeah i had read this ......long back....hmmmmmm

    now i will read the others Saru.

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  8. Rakesh KumarJune 14, 2012 at 11:26 PM

    Good interesting analysis Saru.
    I think you have made a big biginning
    since start of your writing.

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  9. AnonymousOctober 31, 2013 at 1:27 AM

    I agree emphatically.

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