tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77817795917323824232024-02-21T18:51:27.290+05:30Obtuse No More !!SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-55568284683694651932016-02-20T18:56:00.000+05:302016-02-20T18:56:31.932+05:30Swarajya Mag- Subscribed and Delivered!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My first subscription to a magazine in my life and it feels awesome!<br />
It reminds me of that cliché of paperback vs kindle and it rings true.<br />
The quality of the print here totally blew me off. I had already been enamored by the content through their website but seeing that in print made my day.<br />
This feels like being part of a hipster alternative to the appalling mainstream media lies, and it feels great.<br />
As I jostle my time between expanding my knowledge on current affairs, the lies that tag along with the affairs and giving MBA a shot, this quality reading, I hope should hold me on a good stead.<br />
Perhaps this is a small step forward to gain insight into the public policy management apart from business management I deal with in everyday worklife.<br />
Cheers to a new beginning.</div>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-89963367630164145532016-02-12T11:52:00.000+05:302016-02-12T11:52:29.122+05:30Windows, a frustration<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So I decided to jump on the Linux bandwagon after letting my laptop windows breathe for 2 years. As the windows OS keeps getting senile, I started looking for options, one of which was formatting, which I later took it off the table as I suspected I would eventually end up with the same frustrations as before within a short duration of the whole exercise.<br />
So here I am, giving a shot at Linux Mint, Cinnamon.<br />
It is so sad to see Microsoft plunge to such depths. Not branding myself a hippie here, but I so wanted an alternative to the buggy android and an over-hyped iPhone to succeed.<br />
Alas, with the Windows 10 preview build for phones, I completely gave up all hope of MS ever prioritizing their OS over their services. Under Nadella, there has been a significant move away from hardware and OS and more on the services they offer.<br />
The end result is a situation where Office suite works better on iPhones than it does on Windows Phones.<br />
For now, I plan to move away from windows as a OS, still using my OneDrive. In case MS opts to resuscitate its dying OS, I might revist it later.<br />
Goodbye Windows 10 and windows phone!<br />
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SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-29316374861690418612016-02-11T13:08:00.000+05:302016-02-11T13:08:22.913+05:30Blink- The art of thin slicing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Am I voyeuristic? My first response would be a big no.<br /> Voyeurism does not only sound creepy but definitely appears to be a wrong thing. It is barging beyond somebody's privacy walls.<br /> What I do, and is one of my favorite pass times during my journeys, is just observe people and try to draw conclusions on how their body language or the manner they talk over phone calls or in person, to their partners, leads to determine how their overall personality is.<br /> I claim to be no expert in this, but to my knowledge at least I have concluded a few telling things which have formed my opinion on few practices that people follow.<br /> I am currently reading this interesting book that is called Blink, by Malcolm Gladwell. The book talks about this phenomenon as thin slicing. As I understand, the thicker the slicing, the more you already know about the person.<br /> So thanks to the author, who is also a famous NY times columnist, we now have a new term for my time killer- thin slicing.<br /> The processes he explains pretty much overlap with another gem of a book that I read just halfway through- Thinking fast and slow, by Daniel Kanheman, who was awarded a Nobel prize for his research. The book talks about how we have 2 parts in out brain, of which one is intuitive and the other bases itself on hard facts- much like thin and thick slicing respectively.<br /> So coming back to my findings, as I am personally not big into religion as much as I believe in karma, I have always wanted to know how superior those who believe in God much more than I do are. After all religion or prayers should have a positive rub off on people, else nobody would have started preaching them for centuries.<br /> Although the fears of rebirth and heading to hell are big enough drivers for most people, there would have been more spiritually inclined ones who would have benefited from prayers.<br /> Now, most people who pray and have reds, whites, yellows in horizontal, vertical and ,3 stripes adorned, or cup caps on their heads or crosses on their chests, I noticed are the ones who bother about other people the least. Religious are the least humanitarian. There, I said it.<br /> It is purely on basis of unrecorded but empirical thin sliced analysis.<br /> These are the people, much to my amazement, pushing people to get a seat first, throwing garbage on roads, and other uncivil behaviors.<br /> I fail to understand the correlation between them but I suspect it is due to a lack of understanding of such a correlation on their side.<br /> While people can accept that there is a higher force guiding us, call it nature, luck, fate or God, theories such as butterfly effect go to show how even our smallest of actions are so meaningful in the framework we live in. By just finishing off your 5 am prayers, doesn't give you a superior sense of entitlement to pass off as an unruly pushover. <br /> It appears as a wordy rant without much of a conclusion, so let me get to that now.<br /> While an open religion such as Hinduism is a best case scenario, people need to be spiritual and not get even more religious. They need to understand doing good is being good. God is in people around and us and within us. An unselfish Do-gooder is plainly a God to someone in need. I tend to believe in this principle, which was the spine of the movie Khaleja, totally </div>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-60919386945975096002013-04-05T00:55:00.001+05:302013-04-05T00:55:24.387+05:30Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><i>Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May</i></b><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />(To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time)</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />By Robert Herrick</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br /></i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />Old Time is still a-flying:</i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"></span><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;">And this same flower that smiles today</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />To-morrow will be dying.</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />.<br />The glorious lamp of Heaven, the sun,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />The higher he's a-getting,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />The sooner will his race be run.</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />And nearer he's to setting.</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />.<br />That age is best which is the first,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />When youth and blood are warmer;</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />But being spent, the worse, and worst</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />Times still succeed the former.</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />.<br />Then be not coy, but use your time,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />And while ye may, go marry:</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />For having lost but once your prime,</i><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.09375px;"><br />You may for ever tarry.</i><div>
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SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-63314773505416329022013-02-11T18:44:00.001+05:302013-02-11T18:44:11.328+05:30Outliving<p dir="ltr">You know some words suddenly keep expressing themselves in myriad ways, both implicitly and explicitly. At this juncture, the term outliving has suddenly started to speak to me.<br>
I consider this true in three major discussions. <br>
Sachin, Apple Inc and relationships.<br>
When my bro-in-law, who prides himself as a Steve Jobs fan, was fanatically trying to get me agree that Apple isn't done yet, I was wondering if I can explain to him with an analogy. Its the same story with Sachin's fanboys. Both cannot agree that their God/faith/religion, whatever you might want to refer it to, is finished.<br>
I do agree, Apple is much better placed that Tendulkar and it being a firm and hence practically an unlimited life time so to speak, it will certainly bounce back or the probability at least is higher.<br>
Apple is coming out with a cheaper I phone as we speak and it might turn its fortunes. Even if it does, this isn't the Apple that we knew of. <br>
Jobs' firm was unique. It catered to a niche segment of the market. The fundamental difference between Jobs and Gates' firms, to put it very blatantly at the risk of a flawed understanding is between quality and quantity.<br>
Jobs' vision was to create a dent in this universe and I think Gates was pretty happy with creating a ubiquity of his brand more than a niche. He wanted quantity, he wanted numbers, he wanted more PC users than Mac users, simply put.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Coming to relationships and specifically those which outlive their life expectancy, when do you know that it is dead? Do you resuscitate it, keep it on a life support and hope it gets back on track, or just be a mute spectator and watch it struggle till its last breath? And in the end, do you just say, life or death of it, was the deserving winner of the bout?<br>
But then, even the best of relationships do go through a comatose don't they? To do or not to do might be the most common cliché anyone would come across. I'd say, Life is a cliché if that's your vantage point.</p>
<p dir="ltr">PS: I have taken the life support out for now. I shall mutely watch the bout. May resolve win over death.</p>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-80312981619465242262013-02-06T17:02:00.005+05:302013-02-06T17:02:35.236+05:30Flustered..<p dir="ltr">Currently reading a blog on Zen habits. Trying to pick up all the good things mentioned. Minimalism, sticking to habits, writing everyday-even if that means a sentence a day, rising early, staying fit and also something on how savouring food helps us eat less.<br>
With all due credit to the habits, I'd say all these habits mentioned aren't something we have hear d for the first time.<br>
But then that's the beauty of our lives. We punish our mind, body, soul, push them into a corner and torment them till they finally give up or if strong retort.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Why? Why do we make such earnest efforts to go against ourselves.<br>
My life would include smoking, relationship woes as the most predominant occurrences in the physical and mental spheres.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I have no answers, though I honestly seek one.</p>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-11574385257376279542013-02-06T17:02:00.003+05:302013-02-06T17:02:24.229+05:30Unwired<p dir="ltr">I am always wired. I can picture it as a press conference where I'm facing a swarm of people and I'm dying to get my views across. Worse comes next. Assume that right next to you, your friend is also holding one such meet. Another beside him. And so on. Few of you will overhear and interject you- they are obviously closer to you, physically in this context and metaphorically otherwise.<br>
In this mash up of opinions, comments, likes, check ins, tweets, retweets, what is the end result? How much have you filtered, digested and gained out of this whole exercise? <br>
Sure, this is supposedly social networking. And yes, I wish to be a recluse now.<br>
I intend to get off the dias, do away with the mike set, shut my ears off others' views and stay in my own world.<br>
Is that as scary as it sounds? I'm heading to find out.<br>
Hoping one serene morning walk through the woods in solitude kind of an experience.</p>
<p dir="ltr">PS - It triggered with a Zen post about lesser networking and the very same day, observing how my colleague couldn't talk to me without taking her gaze off her phone.</p>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-9829136487267576082013-02-06T17:02:00.001+05:302013-02-06T17:02:22.015+05:30Market news- 1<p dir="ltr">You just can't let go an opportunity like today! Been cursing myself since the time I saw gold price shoot up today.<br>
Clearly, investors had nowhere to go, with bad news from Europe- Rajoy's charges, Australia, HTC, Hitachi bad news pouring in, they would have turned to gold and I missed this wave!!<br>
I've made three mistakes in my short, exciting stock market stint mostly borne losses.<br>
1. Sold off a stock as soon as price dropped by a bit more than what I was expecting. While I knew there was good news in the offing and would definitely take the price upwards- Jet.<br>
2. Holding on to another worthless stock and never selling it off though its past its green zone. Its now languishing at 10% red- Unitech.<br>
3. Today's mistake of missing out on Gold!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Learning in case you are still dreary at 9am, just have a look at the Asian markets, if flat, go back to sleep, else time for some action!1</p>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-63620904348307887302013-01-06T00:41:00.004+05:302013-01-06T00:41:53.759+05:30From Doomsday, We March On..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, after the much hyped Dec 21, 2012 passed rather peacefully, I'm still very much alive a fortnight after the supposed Doomsday.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">And with this fortuitous existence comes the responsibility of living the life ahead. What better a timing than NYE.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I wouldn't really term my To dos as a bucket list nor would these be bracketed under resolutions, but i would really want to make these happen. If not this year, then never, may be my response to a deadline per say.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">1. Driving- A two wheeler and four wheeler licenses are a must! I have been admonished very much for the lack of these but never gave it a serious thought until I landed in Goa with my girl and had to embarrass myself when nobody would rent their bikes to me since I didn't have a license at all. And yes, all my Friday nights have been mostly spent in my friend's car travelling to Rasta cafes or places no lesser than 20 kms from work and the poor chap whining that he couldn't drink because he was driving. Not to mention my recent trip to Chennai(my Uncle expired) where I was the butt of most jokes around not being able to assist in the daily chores due to my lack of driving skills.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">For now, I have joined a driving class and hopefully soon, I shall chip in with my help whenever, wherever required.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">2. Guitar- To demonstrate my woes, Quicker- the e commerce site, has an ad out on TV. It shows the wife taunting the husband that he has hung his guitar just as an exhibit as he doesn't know how to play it. He succumbs and sells it off. I'm not giving up yet but not learning it is still haunting me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">3. Career/Study- A career move to a different firm/location along with a certification is the need of the hour. For one, I just cant stand my current boss. That would be too stupid an excuse to be a driving force. Not to worry, it isn't. The drive to study has always been inherent. The ordeal lies in keeping up the effort focused towards getting a certification. My study on the other hand ended up like a light newspaper reading very soon after the initial enthusiasm doused.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">4. Reading- I have moved to good reads site now! That's helping me a bit in keeping track of my to-read list. My Nexus tab is helping me as well. E-books are pretty easy to read from a tab as opposed to a laptop I think. I had completed Life of Pi e book in a fortnight, which was a week after the movie released in India and felt blessed to catch the best of both worlds when I treated myself to an amazing 3d experience of the movie. I haven't mentally set any book count as a goal for the year until I came across someone on twitter who set 200 as his goal. I was blown away. I felt insulted. I envied him. I pitied the degree of respect I gave my time. How much I wasted in trivialities. That said, the goal stands at 25 I believe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">5. Tattoo- The desire to get inked is stronger than ever now. It is being finalised as to whats best suited to represent me. Something that 5 years down the lane, even if I don't feel the same way that do now, I still shouldn't regret. I do live by the philosophy of do and regret rather than regret not doing. One of the 3 shall be finally inked onto me- Nothing Else Matters, Carpe Diem, Taurus- Bring it On.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">As the year 2013 zooms ahead, of all things, I shall touch 25- the age of quarter life crisis, my relationship shall hopefully stabilize and materialise may be! I shall hopefully encounter newer challenges and take learning out of them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">When I look back at the just concluded 2012, I realise to let bygones be bygones. I have learnt a lot.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have learnt how not to study, how not to play around with people, how hard life is when you break trust, how valuable love is, how easy hatred is, how nearly Utopian it is be truthful, how to break the shackles of laziness and travel, how not to be possessive..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">As Pi Patel says, Life is all about letting go..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I shall endeavour to keep learning new things everyday.. Whats life worth if you didn't learn a new thing each day. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">From History to Spiritualism, I'm all ears, Ladies and Gents.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Let the knowledge flow.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Wishing a great year ahead to you and me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Cheerio!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">PS - All that the Judgement Day robbed us off was a part of Sachin..</span></div>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-87459305258167511982011-08-13T07:20:00.002+05:302011-08-13T07:20:27.906+05:30Dear K<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Dear K,<br />
Remember the time when you were ten, we always told you that the world is a good place?<br />
Well, like the fairy tales wee tell you, this is never the truth. That was always a figment of some muddle head's imagination. The world is and will always dominated by parasites,<br />
Those blood sucking leeches who stick onto every window, vent or keyhole of a chance to maximize their happiness at the cost of others.<br />
It is a man-eat-man world now. <br />
To compete on their terms, you need to inculcate a lot of qualities, that you are still unaware of.<br />
This is the world of the Selfish. Self centered people rule it. You will always be an outsider.<br />
<br />
K, I will tell you about the most talked about thing by us disillusioned mob. Love. It is Love. Love is the most overrated emotion that you will come across in this world.<br />
We will continue to portray Love as the best feeling that you will come across in your lifetime. We will convince you someday very soon into loving someone with tacky messages reading- If you haven't loved, you haven't lived.<br />
You know how the soft drink generation was trapped into becoming the I pod youth. Please do not fall into this trap. Just go pick a marker and strike this out, K. <br />
Trust me on this one.<br />
<br />
With Love, there will come another of the virtues of this world, that you still need to work upon, K. That is called Ego. Without ego, you are just a sitting duck. They will blow your brains off with their eyes shut. They will slaughter and feed you to their dogs. Without ego, you would just be a puppet in their hands.<br />
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They will also lure into believing something called a Pure Love- as the only thing comparable to LSD. But please do stay off from either of LSD or the more potent Pursuit of love. I tell you, friendship is much more easier to find, manage and derive happiness out of than the so called true love. This trait has consistently beaten the biggest enemy of mankind-ego.<br />
While I continue this sacrilege on the LSD comparable, try not to fall into any trap and stay clear of these muggles.<br />
You are the magic woman, K.<br />
They will cling onto you till they suck the life out of you.<br />
They shall seek to trample you with a force that would only keep multiplying.<br />
They would never let the rest of the world believe that a person, such as you existed amongst the same filth that me and the others live in.<br />
Selfless, harmless, innocent unbridled Unicorn is a peril that we muggles have zero toleration for.<br />
We will fight you.<br />
We may not win today or tomorrow.<br />
But someday, we are gonna get to you.<br />
Because we are just unstoppable parasites.<br />
<br />
<br />
PS 4 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours can create such spurts in entropy. </div>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-69985900353988286742011-07-23T15:04:00.002+05:302011-07-23T15:04:53.324+05:30You know how I got these scars?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
[Lights up a cig..] <br />
Well, very much unlike Harry Potter or the Joker, these weren't developed in a day. These are a result of the happenings around
that have left their indelible impressions.<br />
<br />
It was an hour past midnight. I was taking a walk with a female friend of mine in Bombay after a good dinner at The Peking Tom.
All this delight gave me my new found love for "clean" Fridays (without booze/fag).<br />
Well, you know how time flies when good
things happen. It is always because tonnes of shit is just awaiting you
round the corner. An hour passed by. Out of nowhere, this dickhead comes along trying to shove the girl.
But quick thinking from her end else a case of target missed by him
saved her the discomfort.This jerk, takes a U turn, all the while pretending to be on a call,
comes back, from what it looked like, tried to seize her from behind me,
where she, suspecting foul play took shelter in. I was aghast. I could not make a move.<br />
Did I ever not watch all this eve-teasing shit in the movies? Probably yes. But nothing had struck me so hard.<br />
<br />
[Gnashes...]<br />
<br />
Is this the respect that the fairer sex deserve?<br />
What invites it? I bet it wasn't the lady's attire.<br />
What fucking right have you got to have a go at a lady?<br />
Did it owe to the fact that these jerks outnumbered us that night?<br />
Did the outnumbering justify my inaction?<br />
Given a choice, now, I'd literally shoot him with a shot gun-Pulp Fiction style.<br />
<br />
[And the chain smoking continues..]<br />
<br />
It pains me so much to imagine the mindset of this bastard. Was that
incident a vindication that he had the balls to molest anyone at his will?<br />
<br />I wish, a la Taxi Driver, they wash this scum off the roads. It stinks.<br />
I wish, instead of punching walls and wardrobes, I had hit the jerk
where it hurt him the most and made him regret all his life.<br />
If a mere attempt at molestation, had such a deep impact, I shudder with
the thought of worse things that have happened to women.<br />
What goes through a recipient's mind? To be forced upon.. To be helpless... Spare a thought...<br />
Yours truly signs off with all the unanswerable questions, anguish and deep guilt.<br />
<br />
PS Writing has never been rustier.. Darn!</div>
SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-46342088606939711152010-05-25T02:57:00.000+05:302010-05-25T02:57:21.121+05:30Kites... Powai ... and the journey ...With every passing weekend, the options to chill out obviously keep reducing and hence the hunt is always in progress for new eateries, the trite malls and movies, rest-o-bars, the ever welcoming Marine Drive ..and so on..<br />
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This weekend though was something sweetly surprising because, finally ..... we got to go to Powai and the much hyped Hiranandani. yippee!!<br />
I had been vehemently pleading my roomies to visit this place but either very hot/humid weather or the inherent languidness plays the villain almost every time. This time though on the pretext of watching Kites movie and more importantly watch my first football match of the season, coincidentally the last one, I had convinced them on the trip. <br />
The humidity was very much beyond bearable limits and half way through the journey on the local train, I was in two minds, one deliberating the ordeal till that point, the other hopeful of soaring Kites and an even better CL finale, Inter Vs Bayern.<br />
After successfully negotiating a devious route (Malad-Bandra-Dadar-Kanjun Marg), we landed up at the Adlabs to watch the movie.<br />
Should probably blame it on the workplace cos my nearly non-existent iota of tolerance towards humidity has completely been extinct now!<br />
Movie- Totally mindless lousy flick which never seemed to have a plot! Except for a couple of scenes which highlighted the briiliance of screenplay in places, it was totally a passable affair. Could not still comprehend, what had forced Masand to declare it experimental!!<br />
May be it is if you ignore the storyline! May be Anurag Basu envisaged that a shortcut to making a Holly flick was to shoot in Vegas!<br />
Boss... when you haven't got anything substantial to tell us, why take the pain and then pass it on to us later at all??<br />
Post Kites, it was all Welcome Hiranandani! Surprise ..surprise!.. The arches. the columns.. the very much similar building structures along with clean roads glimmering under night light and a special mention on the fountains that embellished the beauty of the place really left us spellbound, never mind the fact that we had been to Colaba many times earlier.<br />
CL finale was way too one sided to inspire any great interest! and hence the much required slumber post the nice home made food..<br />
Sunday meant that things had to return to their original state ASAP and only something inevitable could delay our homecoming!<br />
And suddenly, the occasion of Luncheon meant that cooking trials could be initiated! With dedicated ideation from Herr Director (Shanta), the lead..the hero ... the megastar ... yours truly wielded the peeler, the knife and potatoes to start preparations of Alu Fry!!! Not to forget the inputs from the generous Producer (Peep), after all it was his production house :P<br />
A meal that comprised a tasty, mind you it was unanimous (Nihar, Alli and Balg), curry along with the dishes already prepared called for a timely siesta. The more comfortable return journey on an auto rickshaw and the following pretty okayish dinner, only after 20 minutes of waiting @ Uncle's Kitchen meant that the all the weekend chores were done and it was time to sign off , except for a dessert @ newly opened Amul Parlour!- a good VFM..<br />
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P.S. Bhaiyya, who also supported me for the Powai trip earlier missed this out ! :-( ..SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-12387423551514121872010-05-24T02:04:00.002+05:302010-05-24T02:09:38.296+05:30HITLER..RESURGEDHitler...Alexander..have served the expository(s) of mans insatiable avarice. The whims and caprices of man are myriad. Moments before i was too engrossed in watching "hitler the rise of evil". The way the film carried me off was so incommensurable and even so quite obscure to my lexis. The best part of the film was when hilter takes over the reichstag under his dictating terms. kristallnacht..a term i learnt outa the film...which stands for the savage attack against the jews was abrasive and contentious. Concurrently,the spirit of such a movement..communised,in an ostensibly democratic,diabolic and greatly deluged vth demagouges; country like ours seems to me,a viable and the most suited evolution.<br /><br /><br />Though, the whim may sound steep, it does not mean a taradiddle.<br /><br /><br />LEAVING THE FINGERS UNPOINTED, THE ARTICLE IS AMBIGIOUS AND EQUIVOCAL.<br /><br /><br />"I don't see much future for the Americans. It's a decayed country. And they have their racial problem, and the problem of social of social inequalities . . . Everything about the behavior of American society reveals that it's half Judaized, and the other half negrified. How can one expect a State like that to hold together - a country where everything is built on the dollar?<br />Adolf Hitler<br />Remarks January 1942 recorded by Martin Bormann, published in Hitler's Table Talk (1953)"<br /><br /><br /><br />"If a thief takes your money and you take it back,does that make you also a thief?"<br /><br />My favourite lines,ripped from the film.<br /><br /><br />HAIL HITLER !!<br /><br /><br />Im no fanatic..nor am flouting the rules of any governing system..the article is only the backwash of a brainwash :PUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-5380976157105485552010-05-21T02:59:00.001+05:302010-05-21T03:03:54.700+05:30fancy of a fussMore the english,more lofty is the vernacular fancy.theres an air of exceptional narcism around every english tongue..be the native or the naive.The other day i was on my way to trichy..in a huddled bus.for the enlivening spirit i put in foot boarding and the stiff necked conductor..id the "not the so refreshing" rustic journey past the dry and the dreary milieu.<br /><br /><br />If it were not for the ravishing feminine mystique of the sastra girl in the front seat..id ive jumped off the moving bus! All along the journey, i found myself amidst a pack of the great unwashed..a multitude of masses..rustic and sweating..! Flashes crossed my mind every other second.."what am i in this no mans land?" For another second, i was in the mirage of swaying in the ms.anon's arms..and then,knock knock..the not so polite co passenger shook me off his shoulder.I put myself in the shoes of king khan in swades..and was lingering with the gleaming thought..seeking solace in supposedly relative misery..! When the badshah had to do it..y cant i ?!<br /><br />All these thoughts broke bread on my nous. To my relief or my angst,i felt my pants vibrating. for a second..i was trying to discern what it was...for,it took me time to come back to life at normalcy! Id a friend on the line and i refused to put down,to cut the boredom. The female in jeans no longer intrigued me..all i could do was have a gaze at her cropped hair! All the while i was the only english speaking tongue in the bus. All around i could hear "sapta" "romba" and a few other not so conspicuous words. I already had a few not blabbering heads staring at me. Was i outa place? Was i stamping anyones leg? Or was even public usage of english banned in tamil nadu?!<br /><br /><br />The only reason i felt,could corroborate my monologue, was that i was the english speaking guy there..the non local. Somewhere in the deep..i was feeling a bit better now..i felt like a bred steed..a tad majestic to others! The thing which bothered me later was why i was trying to re enact swades in a bus?! Why was i trying to plagiarise gawarikar's script?! Why was i eluted with a sense of disgust at others and refused to climb down the high horse?! Does claustrophobia stalk me? Was i the only one civilly unhinged?! Was i the only in the horde to despise the clamouring?! Or was it the englishness in me that spoke for me all the while?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-68912038771157905722010-05-21T02:48:00.001+05:302010-05-21T02:49:00.553+05:30A God-awesome TestiHere goes a testimonial on Orkut for a friend of mine from his friend.....<br />
Sorry! No translation could even come closer ..let alone beat this totally brilliant piece of a scripture so did not venture out doing that ...<br />
This was saved in the drafts ..as on 1/1/10!!but never was posted .. Guess..did not wanna start off a year on a sarcastic note :P ..<br />
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**** are to obscure the reality and thereby help maintain the remnants of friendship intact :-) ..<br />
<div style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>" </b></span>***** vadu vyakthi kadu SHAKTI..<br />
***** spects pettukoni chudataniki SWATHI MUTHYAM lo KAMAL HASAN laga untadu..kani okka sari rangam loki digithe DASHAVATHARAM avthundi situation..ma vadu multi-talented..he has a vast knowledge in various areas..vaditho parichayam avvadam i feel verrrrrry LUCKY..<br />
***** tho movi ki vellamante theatre lo full JALSAA untundi..ma vadu keeka comments vesthuntadu..<br />
ma vadiki sports annna,chadavadam annna chaala intrest..avi unnaynte night-outs ee..next day vadi eyes chuste maku ardam aipothundi..a range lo kashta paddado.<br />
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*****(cute boy) = 24 KARATE GOLD FRIEND...<br />
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sensex lo GOLD rate alter avthu untundi..kani na drushti lo ma ***** value is at EVEREST..i PRAY and WISH him a veryy bright future..hav KUSHI,JALSAA ra.....xxxxx<span style="font-size: large;"><b> <span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span></b></span><br />
P.S. ROFLMAO .....SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-60953692146582201392010-05-17T11:28:00.000+05:302010-05-17T11:28:44.703+05:30Rama Rama krishna krishna .... among othersThe rate at which Ive been watching movies has increased exponentially over the past couple of months. Weekend quite literally now implies a visit to the nearest mall for the Hindi/English movies and a little further away for a Telugu flick.<br />
The ones I remember among the recent ones are ..<br />
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1.Iron Man- The first I could jot down because of the total lack of VFM!! ...Perhaps the super duper heavy Gujarati Thali @ Subkuchh made me a little too dreary to and hence have a contrary to the popular opinion on Scarlett Johanson's acting/beauty, which in effect meant that 250 bucks were spent only to watch the brilliant screen presence of RD Jr. Definitely on the higher side! <br />
2. Simha- A tortuous ordeal. Pathetic is the only word that I can think of right now to describe the movie.(Time and energy already spent @ <a href="http://vacuousreflections.blogspot.com/2010/05/dry-day.html">Dry Day</a>)<br />
3. Darling - A pretty average movie barring a much hyped twist. Prabhas' costumes were a total eyesore, Kajal's acting or the more obvious overplay was too much to take along with the drab romance involved. Slightly soothing music, Swiss locales and passable comedy put the movie in the okayish zone. <br />
4. Rama Rama Krishna Krishna- By the end of the movie, totally aghast at the precipitous fall of the entertainment level. Pre-intermission session was just about hitting the levels of a laugh riot when the director told everyone of us to "Relax" and apparently he himself took the break too seriously and never returned to work! In short, an appalling second half was awaiting the popcorn and a lip smacking apricot juice..SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-59156089396702441642010-05-07T03:10:00.002+05:302010-05-07T05:11:15.441+05:30Depraved FelicityBeing in the holiday mood..i tardily have the curtains drawn along..for a bright day. The heat beats down on me..and well..its no sunday morning..and i find myself all alone in the room vth the alarm pointing at one of the clock..! A cup of coffee was just outa question..and a bottle of water was too far to fetch..! Lying in the cosy bed..vth the pictures of AJ and sushmita sen still lurking from the last nights eliciting dreams..i grope for smthn around..to find INDIA TODAY WOMAN..!<div><br /> With the hope of finding more pics inside,i went thro it eagerly..! To my astonishmnet..it was so deviling..wen i rather thought it d soothe my senses! The whole of the mag was filled with all kinda stuff that an indian woman would hardly need..!! Wines..red wines white wines..whats better for the season..and quite a lot of trendy extras..ranging from headpiece by louis mariette to biker boots by miu miu!! For whom was the mag...? Fashion divas and porn stars?! Who in India would need womans biker boots..?!catwoman?!</div><div><br />The other article i came across was titled.. "froot of the loom knows what indian women want"! It sounded like yet another "HITCH"..they know how to woo the women..!! Raring to gobble it..i dived through..and it was yet another faux pases..!! The lines went like.."women today spend a lot of their precious time and money on bikinis,sports bras,camisoles and much more". I took a minute off and started checking the publishing place..was it london or newy york or paris?! HELL NO..nai dilli..!! The ubiquitousness of such articles and columns should be mulled over. Lets atleast keep the writings indian,man..!er...woman?!</div><div><br /> The corporates have anyway chewed out every bit of the indian ethos. every dork and doe is dressed as though he has just lost US citizenship..and is still yearning to get there by flattering the officials! I really find it hilarious when i find people adjusting their ties..when they very well have another hand wiping the sweat off their asses! Why cant people just find a plain shirt befitting for the daily chores in their offices?! Why cant a kurta be the code for office goers? The west has got their style of dressing in their place..why do we need do ape them?! Why do we take pride in being a more foreigner?! When people comport themselves in the manner,it reeks of garishness. Is anyone,a huslter out here?!</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-44765677112359561212010-05-04T12:58:00.004+05:302010-05-04T13:29:06.910+05:30My Reader!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AX1tjAtZr5g/S9_PoKAuEZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/f5n9PGzqblc/s1600/ggl+reader.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AX1tjAtZr5g/S9_PoKAuEZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/f5n9PGzqblc/s400/ggl+reader.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467316761440162194" /></a><br /><br />Love the look that my Google Reader sports !! ...<div>An incessant reminder of the zillion things that always stay in my To Do ... To Read .... and the intermittent efforts put in to repress those numbers .... :-)</div><div><br /></div><div>I try and subscribe to anything I find interesting .. from Comics to Classic Economics... </div><div>Should really try this! ... All the stuff to read at one place..!! ..May be there are better things, but this is the closest I've come to an e-Library! :-) </div><div>A lovely user friendly catalogue on the LHS along with the easily accessible assortment of all the readables all of which are exclusively of my choice!! .. muhahaha! </div><div><br /></div>SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-3340839465368830812010-05-02T03:37:00.000+05:302010-05-02T03:37:33.119+05:30A Dry Day...A very much awaited Saturday finally arrived and it was as usual party time! A visit to the malls and loads of positive reviews flowing in from friends gave me feel good vibes about the thought of watching a Balayya film.<br />
There might be a zillion reasons that might have made an impression on the review.. rather a rating of the movie.<br />
I have tried to make note of the ones that immediately come to my mind at this point of time ...<br />
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<ul><li>Shooting headache</li>
<li>Impatient to watch an oldie like balayya ripping apart 100s ... or as a paraphrased dialogue from the movie reads ... Come in 10s... plus 10 .. plus 10 ..plus so on ..aawn ... yawn... pristine crap!!...</li>
<li>First leading lady is double the size of the hero and an interview of her I came across a couple of years back quoted her stating that she was proud of her girth! Well ... did that expand exponentially over the years or did she strive hard to get to this stage??? Whatever the intention,... it certainly put me off!</li>
<li>Second leading lady?... yep she did make an entrance pre intermission. Falls in love with effortless ease and looks so juvenile that you would expected her to pass off as the hero's daughter! Sadly, we have to bear the insipid romance b/w the protagonist, named Srimann Narayana, whose name is so rarley abbreviated that it is not even spared in the "special effect" instances where action replays and slo-mos are in full play, and the doe eyed beauty.</li>
<li>Intermission!! ... CCD stall has such a line that would remind you that the movie was not at all the reason why people turned up at the cinemas! Logically speaking taking into account that there were other screens as well, you could conclude that all of them were equally bad!!.. Housefull, Chase Paathshala and perhaps Darling !! ..Goodness .. a certain all time low! </li>
<li>Post Intermission, torture multiplies ... Enter the hero's dad .. well in short a double role played.. hence agony continues, only thankfully both of them dont share the screen at the same time !</li>
<li>The third leading lady! .... they keep coming ... was pretty decent in her limited role and did not draw ire..</li>
</ul>All in all... when <div><ol><li>Pathetic songs</li>
<li>Cheesy dialogues</li>
<li>Cuss words apparently to get the audience into the groove of the "high voltage" action sequences</li>
<li>Bad, well there have been worse, imitations of Matrix fights!!</li>
<li>The previous day, you end up watching a totally brilliant movie like Prasthanam... !</li>
</ol><br />
Come together, it in short is a doomsday delight ... Nothing could fall in place on that day....<br />
... And as expected, post movie.. here we enter into this plush resto and come to know that its a Dry day!!!...<br />
Kaboooom!!! ...Congratulations...all the plans of driving out the searing pain in the head with invaluable help from Bloody Mary have just been thwarted!!<br />
We settle in to have a nice intro to Italian dining experience with a dish which had a lengthy nomenclature. The contents on my dish were steamed rice, French fries and garlic bread with white wine sauce garnished with my fav tomatoes and broccoli... The glasses that were offered for drinking water had that strong alcoholic stench that made it difficult to drink water then and hence this current thirst I feel ...<br />
Gotta sign off ... Hoping for a not so Dry Sunday! ....<br />
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PS<br />
The movie- Simha,<br />
Mall- PVR, Goregaon,<br />
Resto- 72 Degrees North<br />
@ those new to cocktails, please google Bloody Mary, these are really the ones which "no one have just once" ... reminiscent of the old Lays ad..</div>SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-3496653843625203052010-04-30T03:16:00.001+05:302010-04-30T03:26:13.087+05:304/29/1988 - 2010Well to start off.. the title may just be confounding as this usually related to an obituary column. but thank God, it isn't!<br />This was to be the lifespan of the old me who was eternally awaiting that mystic transmogrification to land upon, which apparently isn't around the corner yet and hence in all probability the <i>RHS</i> should continue to ..2011..12..13 and so on ..<br /><b>School</b><br />Birthdays were fun till say early teens and with completion of schooling, the fun completely died out! Luckily as I was a good enough student while at school, at around 4/29 every year, teachers would distribute report cards and I at the same time chocolates!! Thankfully, it served both purposes..majorly as part of my birthday celebrations and secondly as a reminder that I did well that year! ;) .. Well the topper was invariably <a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=4907377490080509906">this gal</a>!<br />With quite celebrations at home.. relatives esp my fav aunt dropping in huge gifts.. the end was always sweet! and one to look forward to...<br /><br />That was it about birthdays!! ... That paradoxically was the obituary of my birthday ;)<br /><br /><b>Plus 2</b><br />Totally shunned celebrations!!!<br />Reason??- could no more take those, so called invaluable career guidance classes from every Tom Dick and Harry ...<br />Well... dont get me wrong.it has nothing to do with my penile egos!..I am generally open to any advice!.. Well its a different story whether I follow it diligently or not. Now imagine this sorta person totally lambast those well wishers.. Hell yes u got it ! I was totally saturated to the brim! The weekend tests and the accompanying low scores ...the tailgated marks sheets.piling syllabus... plus the intro to PC games, thanks to <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=100000649525431&ref=ts">Rahu(l)</a>...<i>punny u c</i>.. (excuse me for not counting Road Rash as an intro to gaming!) was already too much to handle :)<br /><b>Grad</b><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Welcome_Home_(Sanitarium)">Welcome Home Sanitarium</a> .. yes this was an asylum...a jungle ! you'd totally get lost in the wilderness..yet it had that magnetic quality that was irresistible ..<br />Bashing bumps, rapid fires .. deodorant fires.. followed by water bath.. given a chance mud bath ...all in action at one place... yep.. you are at a D day.. err.. a B day party!<br />College days dubbed Happy days would make this post hugely protracted and hence censored out!<br />The passing mention here about this is because ..4/29 is generally the time when senti-ness is in the air ....the last lab... the last grub... the last write up ..transgress ephemera and are etched onto our memories for a life time ... (<i>Thanks to all the status updates from juniors!..</i>)<br /><b>Work</b><br />If people really longed to take a day off from work, it has been ingrained in our memes that it should be a death of a grandparent...But to my surprise a birthday literally gave you the same privileges..and a few extra points, like you could watch your colleagues toil while you babbled on phone all day long, simply because it wasn't counterfeit after all!<br />A gentle cake cutting session.... and way lesser work made my day!!...<br /><br /><i>On Closing remarks.. I'd like to thank my now dead cell phone!.. Well w/o you, I would not have known how many people really waited to call me up!! ... Routine wishes are the ones that you would get every year! On account of me not being reachable .. this time around, wishes had been raised to the echelons of special ones simply 'cos they carried loads of profanities and blasphemes that simply spiced up the whole birthday!</i><br /><i>All those school frns.... dear college buddies... bros sis...cousins.. own loan..... watevr ....</i><br /><b><i>Thanks a Ton!! </i></b><br /><br />Muhahaha....Birthday is again a thing to look forward to !! ... :-)) .... Thanks again !!! Luv ya Loads!! ...xoxoSSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-55467135728262982532010-04-28T12:57:00.002+05:302010-04-28T13:01:18.783+05:30Lost ....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">When the punchline in evey mail I sent out reads that I should not egret doing things....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">how could I let this one stay in the drafts??? Not that Its one miraculous post proposing a watershed theory... but this at least reflects the state of my mind as on 12/5/09 !! :) feels good that blogger had this option available ;-)) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I was lost. .. I was desperate ....with lappy formatted ... bookmarks lost ! .. I was deserted .. I had to find my way back afterall ! ...read through those pages stored on my mind... to find those good blogs that I sincerely follow... .. </i></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>What did Coelho say in the Alchemist ? .. ring any bells ??-"treasure lies where your heart belongs" ...</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I found the link to the site in my own past blog post !! .. Huh ! . .Relieved ! </i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>this rerouted to </i><a href="http://spinningawheel.blogspot.com/"><i>Amit's blog</i></a><i> ... </i></span></i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I'm back to normalcy post scanning through my fav reads after a long time !! :D :D </i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
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Did these two just become synonymous?? Whoever thought so .. kindly revisit your dictionaries!<br />
An ardent follower of smth/sm1 is a fan. That is the end to it. It ends with a full stop. All the added atrocities that the so called privileged..god sent messiahs try to do is total BS and in no right sense justifies the clan that they represent.<br />
Hooliganism should not be entertained and never be practiced even when provoked! No. .these are not words ripped out of a handbook for Life after 60!! ..<br />
Hope you get the drift! ...'cos the vexation that I went through in the MI Vs CSK IPL-3 final could not have been put in better words! (blame my vocab.. if u wish to..)<br />
Okay.. accepted that Tendulkar is the best player in the world! ... C'mon ....even a 3 year old kid knows that for God's sake !!! You don't have to reiterate that fact by cheering for him every time he is on screen!..Well..die hard ones could be excused to this...But well.. if you ask me . I draw the line HERE..<br />
Booing is not only superfluous but totally ruins what a game stands for...To speak contextually ..it just vandalises the basic cricketing ethos....'cos cricket was always known as the gentleman's game!<br />
When MSD walked out to bat with CSK's fate hanging in balance..though slightly tilted in MI's favour ..I was totally apalled at NOT the obvious lack of respect for the Indian Captain but at the total mayhem created by booing and hissing that wanted every piece of the player!<br />
Is this what any sane lover/observer/fan would do ? No .. no arguments please .. on the pretext of Passion ... Cricket being our religion ... nor ... Retaliation could answer for this ! ..<br />
On the D day ...it was all forced oscillation for me as far as my support was concerned ... I wanted Sachin himself to mop things up ..prior to the Toss..<br />
Post all the hissing for Dhoni... I wanted CSK to thwart MI.....well Sachin though has to remain unbeaten in that case..<br />
Lets be sportive..in a way that retains the original flavor of the word and not more like its recent insipid cousin...<br />
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To take pride in such crass activities proves gullibility and not infallibility...<br />
I was hurt by reactions of a few DC fans to Semis loss ... Well if you constantly keep revising your targets ... trust me ..you'll make an ass of youself...<br />
From Title Winners to Finalists to semifinalists ....!! . Well accept it ... and wish better luck for next time ...Don't bank on Match Fixing to save you!<br />
Please... to all those fans out there in Inorbit Mall, Malad ...watching the big screen ..b/w 8-11pm.. kindly enlighten yourselves so that you can<br />
" Live and Let the game Live ..." ... Take pride in being a fan not a fanatic....SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-86680067351656565072010-03-22T12:49:00.001+05:302010-03-22T12:50:21.771+05:30My Name Is ...This of course will take me back to the Eminem song ... but the driving force behind this post isn't admiration for anything but in simple disgust I chose to pen this down and vent my feelings. I have been a Shah Rukh fan for something like .. 12 years now .. and there have been quite few movies that have pissed me off quite like MNIK.. Billu Barber might just race ahead but I still can't figure out a 3rd movie befitting the Worst of SRK list.<br />
When the backbone of the film tries to "capture" the world's most talked about event and tries to "enlighten" us on the adversities faced, as did a million other flicks prior to this, you can guess the trivial output. Frankly this movie should not bother you at all. This rightly only did invoke Shiv Sena and a few others with "strong" opinions who "dared" the Sena attack and watched the movie as a mark of protest. I had taken a conscious decision to not watch this until all the hype wears down and so I did today.<br />
Sorry SRK, this is as crass as Billu could get ... as bland as a Rakesh Roshan movie ...and as senseless as any other KJ movie in recent times !! .. Its a different story that KKHH remains one of my favs.<br />
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Conclusions:<br />
Kajol- Please stop acting. Your on screen chemistry is extinct! So, please do not come back to haunt us again!<br />
KJ is the most overrated director in Bollywood.<br />
SRK, you certainly need to spruce up your list of directors to work with.<br />
I sign off with great vexation watching this heavily cliche based.. one more disease oriented slick flick... prolly having a punchline like ... Hum Honge Kaamyaab !!! ...SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7781779591732382423.post-41297945720407912152010-02-25T02:24:00.001+05:302010-02-25T02:24:48.634+05:30Been there .. done that !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AX1tjAtZr5g/S4WPms78W5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/kd6idzHTsUk/s1600-h/timthumb.php.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AX1tjAtZr5g/S4WPms78W5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/kd6idzHTsUk/s320/timthumb.php.jpg" width="292" /></a></div>It just feels so surrealistic .. the very thought of Saeed Anwar's highest score ever being surpassed!! The Mt. Everest being conquered !! Only one man could do it ... should have done it and so very rightly ... He has DONE it !<br />
Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar aka SRT has finally done it, while he had almost been there in several earlier occasions. This was the Magnum Opus that everyone was waiting for from the God !<br />
The deft flicks, the hefty heaves.. the inside outs ..cut loosing at will... you name it and He played it..<br />
A chance-less innings which I'm trying to make a note of only because this is one day I'l treasure for a really long time to come! <br />
I had been there while the Little Master reached the double hundred!! <br />
I have seen him Live on T.V. when he actually reached the 200 mark !!<br />
I was being the truant kid in skipping my team meeting to be there !<br />
This should be rated along with the best of my cricketing memories ... the very nostalgic .. just before the Class X, CBSE Social Studies Special Onslaught against Pakistan at Centurion (think so..)!<br />
It was .. to say the least.. though a bit harsh ... irritating to see Dhoni take singles off the last ball of every over for the 45-50 over period. May be it was Sachin who requested this .. or otherwise, a billion other people wanted The Superman on strike !<br />
Thank you Sachin !! for all those innings which kept coming and been refreshing our memories ..<br />
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PS - You can watch the teasers to quench your thirst for this innings @ <a href="http://www.totalsportsmadness.com/2010/02/24/video-sachin-tendulkars-200-vs-south-africa-highlights/">SRT on 198! </a> and <a href="http://www.orutube.com/videos/8601/sachin-200-highlights-video.htm">Over # 50!</a>SSVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074360079831477631noreply@blogger.com0India18.979025953255267 72.817382812513.790748953255267 65.3466798125 24.167302953255266 80.2880858125