Thou shalt not ...

-"తినగా తినగా గారెలు చెదు" ...
-More is less
-Law of Dminishing Marginal Utility
...in short the satisfaction derived with each additional increase in the consumption invariably nose dives...
The point is not to flaunt my seemingly half baked economics..
but this is to vent my anger on those fries that I have been having since this morning ...

...The very thought of which is making me feel pukish. !! yuk! fries !..
With another unopened packet staring right at me, I hereby declare that its future is definitely not in Safe Hands.... Im gonna dispose u outta my sight......
How I wish I were not envying the guy gorging his share of french fries ...!

P.S. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's junk food! (The Holy Ten Commandments abridged on an Xmas nyt!)..
P.P.S. Thnks Ark to hav introduced me to this Type in Telugu site.

HP to the rescue ..

Xmas ..'09 ..
Its almost 6 hrs IST, with temperatures just a tad lesser than usual on this particular dawn, I felt little less warmer than any other day and with that came along laziness.
My cieling fan running at full speed only added to the effect !! ...
Desperate to fight that Deadly Sin, read Sloth.... and beat this cold.. I was left stranded .. and running out of ideas... for my daily gear, a blanket, hardly seemed to suffice ! ...

Then came to the rescue .... a HP Pavilion Notebook ! ....my savior
Its incessant heating capacity nevermind any freezing conditions.... (dont even bother to think of its overheated ..ready to fry plight when temperatures start soaring ).. came in as a great help ... heating up my lap ! .. a truly lappy per se ...

.. I always believed in .. Laziness being the mother of innovation!! ... let alone necessaties ... ;) ...

P.S. ..."Here's looking at you HP"

Hurrah!!

From Ours to Yours- The Andhra Tale

Christopher Waltz as Hans Landa in Inglorious Basterds quips, “Facts can be misleading however rumours true or false can be revealing.” This perfectly seems to fit into the current situation in Andhra Pradesh/ Telangana. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. No doubts about that. But when there are just too many opinions to take, all you end up in is a sea of rumours, i.e. chaos! Perhaps, this must have been the reason for not having The First Amendment in India as yet. The situation in the state does not seem to return to normalcy very soon.

To quickly recall the historic “events”, Potti Sriramulu had fought for liberation of Andhra from the erstwhile Madras not to see it being divided again. He had fought strongly for it, going on a fast unto death. Nehru, who was very apprehensive in having a state based on linguistic bias had to yield ultimately. These facts or so called ones are being mutilated and repackaged to match the interests of the party’s agendas. While one end resonates with the idea of Samaikhyandhra (United/ One Andhra), the other echoes the complete polar of view asserting that the initial movement was only for a Pratyekandhra (Separate Andhra, i.e. from Madras) and not for Telangana and Andhra to be united. The KCR show more recently seems to be just a rip off of the earlier success of Potti Sriramulu. However, while the former struggle had a basis for being separated, which was the language and the related cultural idiosyncrasies, the latter falls behind, according to some, since it has underdevelopment of the Telangana region as its main agenda.

Some opine that if development had ever been the focal point of these politicians, then the region could have been well developed by now. These rants on development begin to crumble at the very base, since out of 294 MLAs in the Legislative Assembly; about a 120 of them belong to the Telangana region. Also, if the voters, the so called concerned and vigilant citizens of the state were to elect politicians those who perform rather than those who vaunt, then getting this region on the path of development would not have taken long. The people of Andhra and Telangana have started agitations and bandhs in order to vent their anger. These seem just seem to be the pent up emotions of the general public that the politicians have deftly touched upon and aroused them. How else, could you mobilize the whole caboodle of students from their Colleges onto the roads in protest march? Consummate artists, these politicians, have cleverly manoeuvred the youth population on their side. This remains a fact on both sides of the state- Andhra and Telangana. Osmania University tops in the number of students taking part in these agitations in Telangana, while Andhra University does it in Andhra region. The ludicrous part in all this farce is the jarring rumour/opinion/fact that MLAs/MPs have no left no stone unturned in enlightening their teams to resign and express their opposition to the whole movement. The number of resigned members peaked at something close to 140, when all the while the backbone of this seemed to have been the “development” issues, albeit of their own personal properties and other vested interests.

Initially, this movement did not gather much attention and was very limited to the top brass politicians making their usual harangues. But, this gathered momentum post the KCR fast. Conspiracy theories were raging like wild fires precisely at that point of time that KCR was in fact forced to continue the fast. His depleting health conditions proved to be healthy for the campaign, per se. This moved, both literally and figuratively, the students and propelled the Telangana movement.

Politicians on either side began their war. This war did not remain confined to mere words but riveted on mass destruction. This threw the general governing system out of gear. Buses were halted, Theatres were closed. Even to this day, movies are being postponed owing to a fear of poor audience turn out.

All said and done, even if you did not have any numbers to back yourself on this moot question, the common sense which doesn’t seem so common in this scenario takes you in only one direction. The blame lies with the politicians, who should have wrested the initiative to force development in the region. Fight for resources and not regions should have been the mantra. If KCR were to go on a fast and get Centre’s nod for a Ramagundam Power Project, the power problems that are plaguing the region would have been long solved. Sadly, what should have been ours is now turned into mine and yours.

Disclaimer: Everyone has their take on the issue. While this might seem to be biased in Andhra’s favour, I am a Hyderabadi (FYI Telangana region) and I’ve resorted to no bias in voicing my opinion. I support a United Andhra Pradesh. Only time will have to tell if a separate state is given away or if an Andhra Occupied Telangana (AOT) to drive out non- Telanganites will make the news?

P.S. This is my first article to be published!! ...@ The Viewspaper/My Article

Who am I ?

I always knew that I was more of a "means" person as compared to those dealing with "ends". As in .. Ive always liked the process more than the results. Some, or even a majority of them might like to point this is as simple pointlessness. But the fact is .. I never bothered about the results...

If a chapter on Keynesian economics interested me ... I shall be found reading it voraciously and googling related stuff... just to satiate my hunger for it. Digestion is not my cup of tea! Devouring is !! : -))
... And when Im done with knowing it to an extent, I stop there!
Who says Jack of All Traits is a pariah? I take pride in being one .. atleast all my life Ive tried being one.. never interested in the master !
Though masters are a pride and in fact do the trait a lot of good and bring great accolades, the jack always enjoys all that he can, takes the pleasure of learning whats already there and is off to enjoy another !!
Life's real short mate ! Enjoy all that you can.. ! Don't stick to one!!


P.S. This might b the Ultimate Loser's Guide! .. Who cares! ... Till I realize its the otherway round, Il enjoy not being a master and not trying to be one either!

P.S. A Highly desperate attempt to pen down something!! Been very itching to post smthng! (This took just 10 mins! Wayy too quick fr my standards...)

@ Rashomon

It all started in my 3rd year, when I took up a course in Critical Analysis of movies under one of my fav profs. As I remember it to be, Rashomon was the first movie I had attended.

We had those Mondays dedicated to movie watching alone ! Imagine me enjoying all those covetous looks dished out by my friends...

The prospect of watching a Jap movie straight after my noon siesta was too unthinkable a proposition ! .. I dozed off... for a good 20 minutes...

Almost as the actual incident (the first account) came to an end, was when I finally decided to stay awake and decided on finding a better way to start off the course ...

I found it bizzare, by the end of the movie, that the same incident had been interpreted by each character in his own sweet way, may be to suit his needs or even otherwise..

This was insane !! .. How could you do that unless you were obviously lying ...???

I googled it up and later came to know of this very intriguing "effect of the subjectivity of perception on recollection"...

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All this has come back to me only due to the water crisis that Im stuck in right now...

My roomie n I were anxiously waiting to find out whether our water tank was being filled up or not... We both were maintaining strict vigil on the water levels of the tank....

Behold !! ... I was in fact finding the water levels to be changing...fluctuating due to water inflow, while my friend could observe none of that....

What was suddenly wrong with my eyesight ??? ....

It was this subjectiveness, of wanting desperately to have that tank filled up so that I could take my bath, that led to this hallucation ... imagination ...paranoia....oh ! .. call it wat not ....this is The Rashomon Effect .... for u ... frnds ...!!

P.S. ..Here goes another evidence of people getting very deeply curious about the "Effect" - @ santoshmiz (his intro to psychology course not withstanding !)

The Ultimate Seduction....

Time flies .... is oft said .. ya truly it does ..! .. for how else could one reconcile to this fact if there were no such thing called ..memories

....lured away to a distant land ...where only the odd tear in the eye could be felt ..

Past will remain rosy .... 'cos it is just an ornate rhetoric .. that we shall forever fail to comprehend fully... yet be seduced....

P.S. Blame "it" which has taken me on this melancholic overdrive ! ...

The torture called “Hindi Muvi”

My frnd makes a rather wild rant on Telugu movs.....to add... of this new age ..

This has "INSPIRED" me to pen my thoughts on movs ive had the opp to watch in this "city of blinding lights" (read Mumbai) ...

I ws sooo pissd off wtchn -"Ajab ..." Cmon man! ..this guy is known to make movs wth such critical acclaim n he nw gives us THIS??? .... I ws waiting fr atleast one scene tht wud wnt me say ... "Yeah....ths is wt Iv com fr.." But.. nay! ...nevr ws such an offer made... (Ranbir ws the only savn grance in this dumb flck.. wth Kat's consnt pointlss gigln takn exasperation levels to the stratosphere!!!) ..

Heard Blue ws worse .. Tum Mile is moronism at its best... Sadly, evn Love AajKal faild to impress me... (I stl lov Deepika though! ;) ..) Ovr the last 3-4 mnths since Ive set foot in the Bollywood place-Mumbai, Ive enjoied only two movs- Kaminey n Wake up Sid in tht order.

Wat sorta person wd want to make a Rock-onnnish mov with AJAY DEVGAN ... cmonn ..... !!

Kurbaan .... is alrdy makin news.... wth Shivsena unhappy with degradation of Indian tradition... seemlingly wth Bebo shwng her bare back!....

Pls restore som order .. Will the AKs n FAs pls cm bak ???....

P.S. - Ive always gt a PS fr u... hehe... AK-Anurg Kshyp, FA-Farhn Akhtr ..(lil too mch abbrevtions..I knw)

PPS- Ths kinda inspiration is wat tht drives these dirctrs... "mak btr fotocopies" ...is the mantra...

The Maiden song....

This Black six string shall be the centre off all my attraction in the coming days.

Tujhe Dekha to ye jaana sanam ...

Pyaar ... Hota hai ... Deewaana sanam ....

There I go ... no more crooning, its instrumentalzzz!! [:P] ... I ve begun to make this sound little more mellifluous than it actually is, but nevermind, Ill have to shower such false praises on my bruised fingers ! ..

...Raring to have another go at this ...

P.S. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep"

PPS - Gita... Ring Ring.. Ringa... Ring Ring Ringaa......Ring.....Ring...... hehe... (ahem...ahm...xcuse me..)

"Five years on, the same old Sachin story"....

.....is the Twitter update from Nirmal Shekar- the modern day Shakespeare, who had glorified greatness as did Sachin. This is a fitting tribute to the genuis of Sachin and the ever palpable capitulation of In-dee-yaa (Chak De style :P)...

Read on ....

"Sachin Tendulkar scores a brilliant century. India loses the match.

So, what's new, some might ask. Nothing, really. Facts are facts. The first Indian ODI hundred on Pakistani soil was a marvellous exhibition of aggressive batsmanship under pressure. Yet, India did lose the match in the end.

On the face of it, it would appear that some scripts in sport can never be altered, improved upon; it's more and more and more of the same, the irony as apparent to all as the glee on the Pakistan players' faces on Tuesday night when the great man departed with India still 85 shy of the huge target.

But, a little over 12 hours after the Mumbai maestro began his agonising trek back to the pavilion at Rawalpindi, when a friend called on Wednesday morning and passed a snide remark about Tendulkar's `inability to complete the job,' this writer reacted so violently as to surprise himself. Had the conversation been face to face rather than on the telephone, there might have been reason now to regret my actions.

But, please, please, will anyone provide any meaningful proof to convince me that Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar's innings have not been as useful to the Indian cause as any other played by any batsman from this country in the entire history of the great game?

So much of what has been said and written about Tendulkar's success not translating into Indian success, more often than not, has been such trite nonsense that you find yourself wanting to laugh at the peddlers of such half-baked illogical arguments.

Just consider Tuesday night's game: On an evening when the Pakistani bowlers finally got their act together, with the dangerous Shoaib Akhtar and Mohammad Sami bowling with tremendous zeal and control, the great man played a truly breathtaking innings. The chase was on simply because Tendulkar was on, on song.

What is more, when Tendulkar left, fourth out, India needed 85 runs from 11.2 overs which, given what we have seen in Karachi and Rawalpindi, was hardly an impossible target, especially for a team that takes pride in its batting depth in the limited overs game.

If those who followed Tendulkar botched the chase, how can you blame the great man for leaving the stage after a truly heroic innings that took a lot out of him?

The point about Tendulkar staying on to finish the job or not finishing it is pure rubbish — because there is no point there at all. If the great man came in at No. 5 or No. 6 you can expect him to be around more often than not when the winning runs are scored. But he is an opener. And he has done wonders in that role.

To me, quite apart from Tendulkar's propulsive energy and marvellous fluency with the bat, a lasting image of Tuesday night was the sight of Akhtar applauding the great man's hundred. Not that it is uncommon for bowlers to be quite as sporting. But the Pakistani fast bowler's eyes told a wonderful tale.

There was admiration in those soft eyes. Pure, unalloyed admiration. If there wasn't all this hype about the `rivalry', you'd even suspect that Akhtar might have quietly walked into Tendulkar's hotel room later that night to seek the great man's autograph.

It doesn't come easy — such admiration. A tearaway with attitude, Akhtar knows the damage he can do to batsmen's morale. And the respect he has for his great Indian rival has come from a series of experiences in combat situations.

Five years ago, in a sporting theatre far different — and thousands of miles away — from Rawalpindi, I saw such admiration in Andre Agassi's eyes. The balding man from Las Vegas was playing the finest grass court tennis of his life in a Wimbledon (1999) final. And he was getting killed.

For, on that day, as Agassi would say later, "Pete (Sampras) walked on water." In more than a quarter of a century, I have not seen anyone play tennis quite like Sampras did in that final. What the virtuoso conductor of the grass court orchestra came up with was tennis of such breathtaking, timeless perfection that it may never be matched.

The point is, it is the Akhtars of this world who will know the real measure of Tendulkar's genius, just as it is the Agassis of the tennis world who will have realised how great Sampras was.

Several weeks ago, that unforgettable look of admiration could be seen in another tearaway's eyes in Sydney when the little master left behind a slump and made a big double hundred. As Tendulkar looked to the skies on reaching three figures, you could notice Brett Lee clapping and the message in his eyes as well.

On Tuesday, chasing 330 under lights against disciplined bowling on a pitch where the ball was stopping and coming, it was because of Tendulkar's genius that India managed to make a match of it. Take him away from the picture and Inzamam and Co. might have been in bed by 10 p.m.

The problem is, we in this country are too used to Tendulkar. It is almost as if we have been in the presence of exceptional genius for too long that we have come to take it for granted. And when you take anything for granted, you fail to realise its true significance, its real value.

.......is the Twitter update from Nirmal Sekhar..... the genius who had taken greatness to greater levels... What Sachin or Sampras could do on field, he did it off it. A pen is mightier than a sword, as they say ...

It is unlikely that the tourist guide loitering on the perimeters of the Taj monument would have appreciated its timeless beauty — and even if he did, it is less likely that he might have pondered its historic value to a civilisation.

On the other hand, a visitor from faraway Canada or Germany would sit there awestruck in front of the Taj all day until it is framed in all its splendour in twilight.

For us Indians, it's a bit like that when it comes to Tendulkar. Too often we evaluate him and what he has done in the middle in terms of India's victories and defeats. Which is a pity, for when we bring in such pedestrian arithmetic, what we can and should admire in the great man eludes our grasp.

To put it simply, those of us who rate Tendulkar's masterpieces purely in terms of what they have meant for the team — played in a winning cause or not — sadly settle for less. And some of us will realise this long after the great little man has played his last innings for his country.

Celebrate his genius now, revel in its incandescence now. In other lands where cricket is played, they build monuments for far lesser men. So let us celebrate Tendulkar's genius, in victory and in defeat. Some time in the not too distant future, we may not have anything quite like it in the Indian cricket team to celebrate.

In my book, anyway, there is nothing in Indian sport now (perhaps ever) that is quite as worthy of celebration as the genius of Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar."

PS- For those intrigued by the image of the paper article, devour this gem of an article from Nirmal Sekhar on the Sharjah Sachin..... @ angelfire

Find myself ....

Sandwiched between a TGIF and a NGIM ..... and fear losing the weekend!

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By the time this realisation dawns.... its already dawn and just this day left before NGIM starts ...haunting... hunting ...(watever) again !

These are exactly the thoughts that take one whizzing along on this "Road of Perdition"...

PS- TGIF - Thank God Its Friday (almost ubiquitous once @ work)

PPS-NGIM- No God Its Monday (ditto, albeit a far less famous one! ... Coined by yours truly)

Swear to GOD !! ..

This is it !! .... Wanna know a single reason why Id go ahead n learn to play guitar????

"Hey .. Mr. Tambourine man ... play a song for me ...

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to."

I swore to God("uncliched").... that Id not die before I learn to play this song! .... (after this moved me to tears NOW)...

The first time when I heard this on a night show on Radio (long before I had "listened"-I mean not just some fleeting auditory sensation, to Link in Park), it had left me speechless... simply because I had been deeply drawn into my dreamworld by the time this masterpiece had culminated....

This time ... I read the lyrics and crooned this "sanctified" piece and ........

It happened that.... that I could no more read the lyrics ..... for one, I knew most of them by now ... and other, 'cos my eyes were moist .....

Hats off Bob Dylan..... I know he must've composed a zillion other songs far better than this as u might feel ....

But this is "................" (blame it on my vocab) .... cant u give a better insight.. than ...

"Mr. Tambourine Man" ..... go.... don waste time .....get lost in this .... !!

P.S. ........

"Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right,
And emptiness above -

Know that you aren’t alone.
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years." ...... -Vikram Seth, (picked up from Amitabh Iyer) !...

.... Was a rather heady mix !!

PPS - Betrayed Nothing Else Matters !! :(

Irony man.... just plain Irony !!!...

Imagine all my ranting on this space going in vain !! All my raving about the way I get up just disappear like that !!

OMG(removed the F to avoid Blog Flagging :P)!!!! Imagine waking up .. forget waking up .. Il giv u something worse ... Imagine staying awake all night just because u cudnt sleep though u wanted desperately too ... though u had to loads of wrk next day !! . Nevr mind .. STAY AWAKE is the dictum!

WHaaaaiiiiii !!???!!?? ?!?? .... I yell out in vain ... But... I cant hear myself (Sounds too phony...Trust me its true ..)

Then the relisation dawns .... the enlightenment sets in !! .. Ive found my own Bodhi Vruksh in this menagerie ..... where the wild has been let loose !!

The answer ironically ... is ...

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Its Diwaliiii time ..... "Festival of lights" rechristened... to.. "Festival of Sounds" ....

Oh... screw me !! .. Was I once in this melee too ??!? ... Was I being the muddlehead all these years that this younger lot too will someday realise?? ... hopefully soon !

.... Too many reflections... ruminations ... regrets ... !! (The 3 Rs hehe ... )

Paranoid Android ...!?!?

Work has Finally started to have its effects !!

-It has killed the "Creative Genius" in me .....n making me an Android... and

-It now makes me paranoid ! ....

College had the perfect blend .... It was a zoo !! ... Good n Bad ... Dudes n Duds .. some Hot n Cool....

A Workplace is NO University...

Never more was the dichotomy less vivid...Everyones a Suck up! There are diktats....Everybody dresses well and U finally have to .. U need to ... ! Its a Factory !! ...

Offshoot of this phenomena is what has given rise to paranoia ! ...

- To wake up at the right time and in the RIGHT WAY! ..

-To dress up well ..

-Forget things at home... Naaat!!

Right time is pretty obvious, being just an hour before work... but Right way is .... a bit nostalgic...

Remember the gud old times when mom used to draw the curtains and let the sun fall into your dreary eyes so that u knew it was 7 am and had to get ready to school.... (Every night before sleep I used tell myself to stop hating this feeling !) ..

As u grew older and moms n dads got busier with their daily chores, u had the worst thing in history of TIME happen- Introduction to Wake Up alarms !!

The whole of last weekend was well spent on alarms, selecting the Least intruding and Most potent at that ! Mind you ... not an easy job for one who needs half hour of dedicated attention to get himself out of bed !! .. from Titanic to Dhan Te Naa ... been there ..but never woke up!

Well... well... the story goes on.... onnn.. n yaawnn.... heres another week coming to an end .. and still sulking about the way I get up! ...

P.S. The alarm tone goes something like the old factory siren ud have heard !! .... :P ...sonorous to the core..!!!

PPS - Very much open to suggestions on the alarm tone!

PPPS- Sigh !! .. (one too many) ... A zoo is btr than a Factory .. guffaw :)

50 yrs and NOT going so strong anymore!!

Nostalgic is all I can feel right now! The DD symbol in itself is so idiosyncratic of my childhood days. Surabhi topped it all though Wednesday night Chitrahaar and Sunday morning Rangoli (with Hema Malini) were always there. News at 9 was entertaining-not to forget Sumit Tandon and Salma Sultan, with such decorum being maintained to the core that would make today's channels go green with envy!!

Coming to Soap Operas, DD was the baap of all these STARs and ZEEs with...

-Shaktimaan(Everyone loved it..) , Shanti (ran into 4 digits i guess !!),

-Even ShahRukh Khan will have fond memories of DD, thanks to Circus and Fauji that were aired on DD.

- And to top it all, where else would you find Amitabh Bacchan yelling at us in Pulse Polio immunisation ads!!

All we,or atleast most of the people who are following this, would turn to DD is when there is a cricket match being telecast in some obscure channel which our cable operator has ignored to provide us 'cos its anyways been telecast on DD.... huh !!

Whats in a ... thnx

The apathetic auto driver,going by his demenour, unwillingly told me to hop in. When he dropped me off at my residence, all I offered him was his due and a "thanks".

At that moment,when he must have been contemplating his next destination, the words I uttered left him spellbound.. He digested it and slowly raised his hand in a typical "salaam bhai" fashion and acknowledged it with a smile on his face!

Happiness Unmatched!!

P.S. No..not a moral story ..Chill!(Dont take your daggers out..)

Malena:D&G

No.. it is not Dolce & Gabbana....[:P]

The narrative runs very much parallel to the work of art-Malena, except that it is much more contemporary. The culmination is not the happy ending of the couple but the ordeals faced by the lovelorn-"T".

Who is .....whoo???

Long long ago there lived, in a remote village, a girl named G. There was a time when nobody would even bother to have a glance at her,leave alone disturb her. Time passes by and slowly G begins to get noticed for her unusually attractive features and a rather clandestine affair with D.

D, on the other hand is very overtly dismissive about G. D in fact relocates himself to a remote location adding fuel to the fire of these rumours. This intrigues quite a few people and drew them into this engrossing tale.

.....Ostracized???

Along with few mere curious onlookers(say T) come some wily old foxes as well who were sniffing something really lucrative,say A and B. Both A &B already have laid out plans well beforehand to ambush G.T,in the meanwhile starts to have feelings for G. He is fascinated by G. He is bowled over by G's beauty in every possible way.

With no D around, and with G being seen a few times with Q,W,Z.....this is the time, when the rumor mills start working extra time and all hell breaks loose. Every move G makes is misinterpreted. A & B try to win over G and take stock of the position to no avail. T desperately begins to search for opportunities to meet G,birthdays and classes not withstanding.

With her every step being scrutinized, social life becomes difficult. G is ostracised.

...End???

D later admits to have loved G over all these years and accepts her wholeheartedly leaving T,A,B high and dry !!

May D&G live happily ever after. May T find peace!!

P.S.-While T may have been portrayed with a negative shade, it is just his desire for G that is giving him sleepless nights till date!!

-Most of the alphabet know each other.(U c y coding was mandatory!!)

-Godfather:Sarkar, .....Malena: D&G (A tribute to the former!!)

Soft Targets eh ?!?!?

Is India the only nation being singled out?? ... Books, movies and almost all popular forms of art have unitedly starting to dish out the same stuff to Indians world over..

Slumdog Millionaire started it all... followed up very dutifully by the

Brtish in giving the Bookers Prize to The White Tiger..Is it that those pieces of art are being given the status of a magnum opus just because they portray India in the "best"(i.e. the most derogatory) possible way???

I know it might seem very condescending especially to "defy" something as prestigious as the Oscars and the Bookers....Frankly a Pretty gut wrenching experience as a mere onlooker..Being Insulted over n over by the person belonging to the same country ...

What for heaven's sake is wrong with morality???? The writer feels very much trapped inside this vicious whatever and refers it to the "coop"..

Slums being the highlight in the movie mentioned and the way it was screened was great though! ...No doubts ..

But is that for what we need to feel happy about?? do we need to stay contended with this Sort of shit ???

India is booming..a world power in the making... We definitely need not be projected in this demeaning way. A country full of inequalities..a land of no opportunities isn't all about this land..That is a pretty cynical view..

I especially appreciate a film like New York and hold it as high as Lagaan in my perspective-the one about which i have been blabbing about..Both these movies throw the same crap that they have been dishing out to us..They expose the faulty ways of the English Rule in one and the other shows the FBI in poor light for once.. Let these movies be cheered for once.. and let movies like Mira Nair's Monsoon Wedding do the talking for once..

P.S. Excuse me if all I end up making is some childish tantrum..but sure pour in ur views if Im making anywer near a point!!

"TWENTY YEARS FROM NOW YOU WILL BE MORE DISAPPOINTED BY THE THINGS THAT YOU DIDN'T DO THAN BY THE ONES YOU DID DO. SO THROW OFF THE BOWLINES. SAIL AWAY FROM THE SAFE HARBOR. CATCH THE TRADE WINDS IN YOUR SAILS. EXPLORE. DREAM. DISCOVER." Mark Twain

So guys Dont worry if your blog sucks!! go ahead create one post some nonsensical stuff ! You will never regret doing it!

P.S. A rather colorful start.