Indian & Pakistani Dramas – why are the cars blanked out?

Latest Brown Car Guy Update 23022020 #BCGDaily

Why are car badges and names digitally hidden in Indian and Pakistani dramas and TV serials? Having had a short break from BCG Daily due to all the London Classic Car Show content, and whilst out shooting the review of the Isuzu D-Max XTR, my thoughts turned to something that bothered me last night at my mother’s place as she was watching Asian drama serials on TV. There’s a new trend of them blanking out the car manufacturer names and badges from the cars featured in the drama shows. Why?!

2020 – Enjoy a year of diversity, not divisiveness

Let’s come together and not fall apart, as we face a hopeful new decade

When I was growing up in Islington in the 1970s, my brown skin steadily thickening in response to regular racist abuse of some kind or another, I was always inwardly overly ecstatic whenever I had the rather rare opportunity to interact with another brown person (who was not a relative or family friend). ‘Brother from another mother!’ my inner voice would cry out in barely restrained rejoice.

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Classic Indian Royal Rides at the London Concours of Elegance

Two very special vintage cars with very royal and historic Indian connections

At the world-renowned Concours of Elegance held at Hampton Court Palace over the weekend, two of the spectacular array of exquisite vintage and classic cars stood out for their unique connection to India. One was a one hundred year-old Rolls-Royce heavily modified by the flamboyant Maharaja Sir Bhupindra Singh, the other a rare 1904 Napier L49 sold to the then richest man in the world, the Nizam of Hyderabad.

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Raj Hunter

Indian revolutionaries get a surprise boost from an unexplained presence – but is the being of this world, the spiritual realm or from beyond the stars?

1858, Uttar Pradesh, India:

Jai knelt quietly in the underbrush, his heart pounding and sweat beading on his brow as he peered through the leaves at the clearing beyond, berating himself in hushed tones.

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