University Coursework - 2

Zen Hot Yoga
Radio

FVO (mature and pleasant voice): Yoga isn’t cardio (Panting). It’s not possible to lose weight with a few stretches while you breathe in (Sound of a deep breath in) and out (Sound of a heavy sigh). Well, that’s what they told me. But at Zen Hot Yoga, fitness is just a breath away.

FVO (soft and mature voice): Zen Hot Yoga. On the corner of
Sherwood and Oxley Roads. Visit us at, www.zenhotyoga.com.

Club India- Indian Restaurant
Viral Video

A weekend night out scenario. There are long chattering queues outside pubs. Lights are beaming from all corners and a traffic jam hogs the street.

Amidst this bustle, we see a handsome young Aussie guy in his early twenties enter a crowded pub. He is tall, well formed and dressed smartly in a black t-shirt and jeans. He looks suave and charismatic.

He enters the pub and looks around. The place is filled with people sitting around at tables, talking over drinks and food. Some are dancing on the floor.

The guy walks over to the counter, gives half a smile to the bartender and gestures for a drink.

He turns sideways looking at a beautiful young Aussie woman, tall with a very good figure, dressed in a shimmering red outfit. She eyes him with a tilted smile, rolling her glass in hand.

Grinning to himself, he smiles back at her.

The music in the bar fills the air. It is a sensuous kind of music- not too fast or slow.

She turns her stool towards him. A gentle motion of the head and gesturing to the dance floor with her eyes while still holding the glass.

The guy turns, leaning on the counter by his elbow in a very cool sophisticated manner, with a knowing smile, oozing refined charm.

The bartender puts down the drink looking from one to the other.

Woman: Like to dance?

Man (in a very strong Indian accent, cocking up an eyebrow): Arrey itt ud bee my playjur to dans with you. You arr thee hott chick and I am thee hott dogg!!

The music stops drawing attention to the couple.

The girl is taken aback. She looks disgusted and sickened.

She gets up and leaves while the guy looks thunderstruck. He is utterly embarrassed. Leaving his drink behind, he gets up to leave.

Girl: Ugh!

The music grows loud.

As he turns around, we see him taking out a rolled black apron tucked into the back of his jeans.

As he ties the apron around his waist, we see the name Club India written on it, clearly suggesting that he is a waiter at the restaurant.

While he walks out,

‘ Club India- Indian Restaurant.
A Real Strong Flavour’

is flashes the screen along with the phone number.

The music continues.