Torpedoz

2010-05-08T23:26:00.000-07:00

Einstein way of saying- How a paradigm is formed

The below pictures illustrates how a paradigm is formed. This may evoke a small smile but this is how Einstein projects human attitude.

2009-12-18T19:06:00.000-08:00

Salt, Pepper and Spice of LIFE

You're sitting at a table, having a meal with some friends.Bowls of soup are served to everyone at the table. Before tasting the soup, the person next to you reaches for the salt and pepper, and for the next 20 seconds vigorously shakes intothe soup more salt and pepper than you would use in a month.

You have a pained look on your face. These thoughtsimmediately go through your mind: "Why would you put salt and pepper in soup, or on any dish, BEFORE you taste it? How do you know how much to add?" You might also think, "How can someone put so much salt and pepper in their food?"

Of course, the roles could be reversed. You might be the one who loves to put a lot of salt and pepper on your food and the person next to you eats the soup without adding salt or pepper. In that case, you think, "How can she eat this bland soup without putting any seasoning in it?"

When it comes to salt, pepper, onions, garlic, curry or just about any type of seasoning, we tend to see things only one way - OUR way. It's hard for us to understand how someone could enjoy food when it is not seasoned as we think is appropriate. We cringe when we see someone "overdoing" or"under-doing" the spices.

How we season our food is a matter of preference and personal taste. There is no right or wrong way to use seasonings.Furthermore, the way in which another applies salt and pepper does not affect us in any way. They're not putting the salt and pepper in YOUR soup. They are putting the spices in theirown soup.

Our world is so diverse, and yet it is difficult for us to accept each other's preferences. Often, when we see people doing things we wouldn't do, our mind says:

Why aren't they thinking as I think?

Why aren't they acting as I would act?

Your mind would often have you believe that your way is superior. Your beliefs and habits are shaped by your genetics and your environment. Each person has different genetics and has grown up in an environment that is different than yours. Why expect everyone to come to the same conclusion?

Our spiritual growth comes when we learn to accept that others have different preferences, and we honor those preferences. There is no universal religion that everyone will agree to practice. There is no universal political viewpoint that allwill accept. There is no one way of raising children that all cultures will agree upon. Marriage customs will vary from culture to culture.

Getting people to agree on these issues is like trying to get everyone to use the same amount of salt and pepper on their food. It's not going to happen.

The diversity in this world is beautiful and we can open our hearts to it. Within our own country and in our relations with people in other countries, we need to continually remind ourselves that it's perfectly acceptable for people to have preferences. If the other person is not harming us, why can't we just smile and get on with life?

The next time you're tempted to judge or criticise the way other people think or act, realize that in most cases, they're just using a different amount of salt or pepper than you would use. Allow them to have their preferences, and there is no need to even consider what YOU would do.

2009-12-18T19:02:00.000-08:00

THE BRICK

About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.

He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed Into the Jag's shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jag, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?"

"Please, mister, please. . . I'm sorry! I didn't know what else to do!" Pleaded the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!" Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother, mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE -a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention. . . Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers.

(got this one from a forwarded email, yet worth reading)

2009-10-18T00:14:00.000-07:00

Unnai Pol Oruvan- Movie Review

One more feather added to the cap of ..........................Kamal Hassan???? Has it to be so obvious as always. This time I am struggling to pen, it is not. Then who???None other than Mohanlal. This would have been a surprise for many but to be honest Lal outplayed Kamal Hassan in this entire flick. Full credit to the team that dared to bring a movie spanning just less than 2 hours exempting the usual commercial formulas.

Kamal Hassan would be credited only for remaking the movie boldly in a tinseltown which has seen abrupt changes in scripts, fresh rural centric successful movies in the last 2 years. Mohanlal on the other hand has done justice to the role of a Commissioner with such finesse. His body language defintely needs to be reckoned. I would still appreciate the whole team with the brand "the remake which was original" similarly like Kuruthipunal(Hindi version-Drohkal). UPO has many "first time in Tamil Cinema" to boast of. Kamal and Mohanlal's combination being the epitome of success. Debut of director and the music director.Director Chakri's work is not hard as his Hindi counterpart had. He had to make sure the essence of the movie is not tarnished at any stage. He is well supported by Kamal's expertise knowledge which is evident throughout the movie. I would not claim Kamal acted with utmost brilliance. He had tried to underplay as a "common" man but the "Kamalism" in him wakes up once in a while. One more significant factor which tends to carry the movie is BGM. This cannot be branded as Shruthi Hassan's debut movie. The score is world class I should say. Her favourite music seems to be Jazz as it is evident in a few places and also in a few albums of hers. But she is clever enough to deliver the amount of score required for this flick. I am afraid will she be able to score for a normal Tamil movie? .The adaption to different scripts is mandatory for any musician. Very few like the maestro and Mozart of Madras have succeeded consistently.She was lucky enough to debut in a movie which needed some western BGM. Hope she recovers from the fame quickly to paddles up for other movies. Overall the movie is fast paced, sans mediocre formulas, spreads a strong social message on terrorism. Rather than questioning Kamal Hassan whether solution for terrorism would be terrorism, it is better to ask the question ourselves.

2009-10-17T20:04:00.000-07:00

Pollution Free Diwali after 20- An awakening!!!!!

Diwali or Deepawali has always brought cheers to the whole family, society,city and country. Now it is worldwide too. What is Diwali? A Festival of lights. A sign of Good's victory over Evil. The awareness of inner light. In south India, it is the victory of Lord Krishna over the demon Naragasura. Whatever be the original meaning of Diwali, three things are inevitable, a public holiday, sweets and finally fire crackers.

During childhood, I used to wait one whole year for Diwali just like other kids. Hardly a month or two before diwali, we would start our purchases starting with dresses. I used to have 2 or 3 unfortunate years as I had my birthday and Diwali occuring on the same day. I meant "unfortunate" because during school, the very first working day after Diwali we were allowed to wear the Diwali dress. Also we were allowed to wear our birthday dress on our birthdays as always. Now you would have known how "unfortunate" I was having both my Diwali and Birthday on the same day not having a chance to wear both the dresses on different days. The first unfortunate year passed with so much of "grief and sorrow". My mum pacified me saying I can wear my birthday dress to school on some other day without anyone knowing. That is what she could do to stop my crying. Not that I did not want to do what she said. Right from KG I had a "friend" in class who shared the same birthday as I am. and the whole class knew it. I would perfectly land in trouble if I wore my birthday dress on a different day. So the "sorrow" continued the next year too. This was too much for me. The same drama passed for that year. It was New year Eve. I rushed to my dad's table to open a new diary which had the list of holidays for the New year. Yes, no prizes for guessing. I was cautious that there should not be a date conflict again this year. Luckily there was not one. From that day I started loving Diwali once again to the core.

Years passed. My interest in Diwali slowly started to fade that I was looking forward only for newly released movies. Yes, my zeal for movies was daring to sneak out. As always being an ardent fan of Kamal Hassan I started looking for his movies on Diwali. Either his movie or Rajnikanth's movie would defintely grace the theatres for sure. I would defintely catch up with the movie during first week.That was "my" Diwali celebration. I was not interested in lighting the crackers much then. I had my own reasons. The sole intention of this blog is to gather people of my own thoughts and prepare to face the "global -warmed" future.

Just last week I had read an article on the fast growing global warming recently in a leading Daily Newspaper. The large number of servers used for multipurpose poses a threat to the existing environment. It has been found that the heat developed by these servers have much to account for global warming.To maintain the servers in AC chambers lot of gases had to be burnt to maintain the chillness. To avoid this the researchers from Iceland have come up with a potential proposal. The relocation of Internet servers like Yahoo to Iceland would make things easy and would not cater the needs of maintainence of servers but also can avoid using AC chambers. So much studies and surveys have proved that if existence of Internet is mandatory, so is our green environment. Only if we start planning now for future our generation would benefit from our actions. Remember I am not a connoisseur to speak about Global warming in detail. Just a mere Human having a bit of care for our Mother Earth

Similarly Diwali may be a festival of lights for us at present but the air pollution from bursting the crackers defintely has its effect on the environment. A few may argue it is just for one day. Yes, I agree but the amount of smoke on that "day" alone makes the earth warmer by a few degrees. What I am trying to stress out strongly is bursting crackers can be done upto certain age. We cannot set an embargo for children burst crackers as they would have been dreaming of this day for past few months like how we did in the past. Dont get impetuous to ignore this awakening.We can save our earth from getting warmer by not bursting crackers after the age of 20. It is as simple as that. Rather than being selfish we can sacrifice little for the younger generation's future earth. We as humans- the only 6th sensed animal can only ameliorate the present state of the earth. I wish it turns true

2009-03-05T13:33:00.000-08:00

Who Paints Your Picture???

I read this from a forwarded mail. Liked it very much......

After years of terrorizing the countryside, hunting deer, poaching
livestock, killing game, Tiger grew long in the tooth. Finally, he knew it
was time to retire. So he packed his bag: "Poor self-esteem? Check. Poor
body image? Check? Poor self-image? Check. Self-portrait? Uh ... oh, well,
three out of four ain't bad."

Tiger ambled into town and came to stand before the Three Little Pigs
Retirement Home Inc. He rang the bell, and the first little pig appeared on
the landing above. "What do you want?" asked the little pig.

"I come here to retire," Tiger replied.

"Ooooh. I don't think so," the little pig declared. "You're not like us.
You've got big teeth. Very dangerous. We can't let you in."

Tiger, having poor self-image, went to the dentist to improve these apparent
deficiencies, and had his teeth removed. The next day, he returned to the
Three Little Pigs Retirement Home Inc. "What do you want?" asked the second
little pig.

"I have no more teeth. I come here to retire," Tiger replied once more.

"Ooooh. No, no, no. That just won't do," the little pig exclaimed. "You're
different. You have sharp claws. You scare us. We can't let you in."

No teeth, no claws, no self-portrait
Tiger took his poor self-esteem and even worse body-image to the manicurist
and had his claws removed. The next day, he returned to the Three Little
Pigs Retirement Home Inc. "What do you want?" demanded the third little pig.

"I have no more claws. I come here to retire," Tiger repeated.

"Ooooh. Let me see," the little pig muttered as he disappeared from sight.
Tiger heard much whispering and commotion behind the big wooden doors.
"Okay, come in," said the little pig.

Tiger strolled through the doors, and there stood the three little pigs,
grinning ear to ear. Suddenly they jumped on Tiger. Squealing with delight,
they beat him up and sent him packing. No teeth. No claws. Yippee! Finally
they got even with Tiger for terrorizing the animals.

Tiger should have known better. He should have accepted who he is and not
try to conform to someone else's image of him. What tiger in his right mind
lets a pig paint his portrait? He should have painted a self-portrait
instead.

Do you seek to improve your body or your body image? Do you seek to improve
your claws or your nails, or do you improve your self-esteem? What do you
see when you look in the mirror?

So, who paints your portrait?

2008-12-15T20:17:00.000-08:00

F*R*I*E*N*D*S F*O*R*E*V*E*R

I have always thought of penning a blog which showcases friends who are very dear to me.Friends mean a lot to me. They have been my strengths all over my life. Its a beautiful feeling to have a lot of friends. I have never considered them as my friends,they are my family. Many have played a vital role in shaping my character and influenced me.I have just picked up a few friends who mean a lot to me. That does not explicitly mean that the rest of my friends mean nothing to me. These people have been with me on a longer course of my life. there is definitely no priority among these good souls who have been in my ups and downs. I would wish to thank them for all they have given me.Also the friends listed dont have any order of preferences.

Karthi- The one and only person I could think of immediately if I need to share my thoughts. He has beenwith me over major part of my entire life, close to 20 whopping years.We were in the same school since 2nd Grade.We most of the time had been fighting those times, being in opposite gangs. finally we found to become the thickest of all friends. Though we both are completely different in characters, we still have respect and affection for eachother's opinions. He has been blessed with a wonderful life partner Raji and I am very happy for both of them. If I reallywant to think about a friend its him.

Dinesh Babu- One among the few who has been with me since childhood is Babu. A wonderful person who always there to share his thoughts and offers a hand even when I least expect. Though we were not together in school and college,we always had some sort of contact to keep it going. I could still laugh my heart out when we both got crushes on a girl in our teens. Knowing the fact, we used to pull each other relating to her. we started laughing even more when we heard the same girl had a crush on someone else. We "consoled" each other and this could only happen because it was Babu and me.

BalaGanesh- Here comes a loud mouthed, centre of attraction seeker like me, of course. He is one of the friends who developed himself drastically from scratch and grew up to be a Manager of an IT firm. I always admired his hardwork and passionateto win over hurdles that came across. He is truly an inspiration for me. He has gone through enough hardships in life and hasfought back gracefully.He was the one who was really responsible for making things work in my sister's marriage. My parents trusted him so much and he easily earned the accolades of many with his responsibility and helping tendency.

Gautham- This tall, hunky guy who did maximum to make people especially girls turn back to him for a glance.He loves to be "all time" funny person. I expected he would change after his marriage but, NO. He is with me from school. We share a very special friendship right from the English class in School. We would never forget those happy days. He always concentrated on his looks and he is passionate on kamal hassan same as me. He was interested in making an entry to the tinseltown and did got a chance. Lucky Tinseltown!It was a narrow escape. He is a wonderful person at heart and always tries to make his presence felt.He has always lauded me and supported in whatever decisions he makes. He used to get me something whereever he goes for a holiday. Thanks da machi!

Ramesh- This guy needs special mention as he is completely opposite to my character and attitude but still we get well with each other as we know each other for almost 8 years now.This guy has immense taste in dressing and he was called Mr.Smart in college. He has amazing helping tendency and he always gives a helping hand to his friends. Last few years we have been having fun going for trips in India. We both make our travel plans accordingly though we are in different continents. I have got a few very good friends through him and we have become the TRIP GANG.We all share a great rapport pulling each other.We had a serious fight and college and we both could not help talking to each other and glued up after a month. Those were great moments. I wish I have him as my friend FOREVER. Thanks da Duck!

Nattu- Nattu or Natpu as I call him is one and only person whom I can boast of his friendship with me. The one and only person whom I can trust even when the Almighty turns me down. Honestly not an emotional testimonial for him. He is the one who has truly understood me at all times. He had always shielded me from anyone who tried to pull me down. He has made me understand and realise whats relationships are about. He has never hurted anyone in any forms. He made me feel home and safe when I ventured into Australia. His recent spiritual involvement has toned up his maturity and ready to face with guts. He believes destiny.He would be the last ever person on earth whom I can give up.TOUCHWOOD.

Vinod- I dont know whether I can term him as my friend. He is more than that to me. I came across this lanky guy when we both werein 10th grade. I did not know that he was my mum's close friend's son as I have not met him. This guy resembled a lot of his mum.I was doubtful and asked his mum's name. I was so happy to hear it as expected. i have heard from my mum that I used to call her as my "girl friend" when I was young. I was happy to have Vinod in my life. We both look as if we are not in good terms for a long time.I have a very special concern for him like a brother.He loved to tease me and boil me to the core and loves to hear me swearat him.Such a shameless sweet friend of mine. I would never give him up for anyone. I wish to be in the same old days where we roamed in bikes,chased girls, the bhelpuri shops, and bakery tea. Never in my life I could find a replacement for those memories.

Reena- This bubbly girl whom I got to know only in Aus at work was the one whom I treaure as a family and sister.We got so close just on the first day we met. She offered me her lunch box when she knew I did not bring mine.She made me eat the whole. Though she fights, argues with me, she always made me feel I have a family here.Nevertheless,she is blessed with a wonderful husband Sharvan who has become a close friend of me in no time. I cannot forget the longdrives we use to go as a family packing up food. Lake entrance was one of the prominent places we wont want to forget.Wishing you the best for your new venture. Thanks a lot for everything.

Ashu - It would have been close to humiliation if I failed to mention her name. A wonderful and bubbly human being,who does not know to think bad or hurt others. I have been blessed to have a wonderful person like her.She was the one who made me come out fighting when I was in chaos. I am always grateful to her any time of my life.We both cherish the friendship we have as it has been the most special in my life. It had no expectations all through.Anytime I had something to share immediately my instinct urges me to reach for her. I wish her the very best in her life.

Shruthi- She would be most trustable friends I have ever had. Always ready to help at any time. It was such a wonderful momenthow we both got in touch. I doubt whether anyone can have and maintain such a type of friendship which means just meeting each other just once and still have the zeal until now. Its more than 4 years and we have been the same good old friends.I always shared a great rapport with her in the world of music. She has the greatest stunning voices I have heard among friends.Wayto go,Shru!She is blessed with an amazing down to earth life partner in Sumanth. Wishing them both a great life forever.

Giri- This guy has to be mentioned specially for his calm and composed nature he maintains until now. Never have I had seenhim losing his temper. A not-so-open guy unlike me, which I have been inspired on many occasions. He is such a hard worker who trustspurely on himself than destiny. His love for music, cars has amazed me.One of the few guys whom I discuss about the world of music. He is a fanatic fan of A.R Rahman and never misses to read even the smallest bits of news about him. He had comeout so strong after having a rough patch of life. I still cannot imagine if I could be the same like him. I am happy to have such a wonderful friend.

Hari- One of the few chaps who has been with me in all times after I moved to Australia. He is one of the few friends whom I cannotafford to lose anytime and at any cost. Though he is younger than me, I have never let the difference show up any time. I always had a brotherly affection on him, next to friendship. I am grateful to his thoughts which made him get back to me out of trust after a small hiatus. Only we both can know that happened for better. He has been for his friends always at any time. I have been inspired by his helping tendency. He has the heart of getting emotionally related to anyone very soon. He trusts people very much which sometimes I am scared of.He has got the best of the best life partner Shankari. They both make the apt pair. I wish the young couple a fantastic life ahead.

Thiru- Not to forget Thiru.I am proud to say I know Thiru and he is my friend. I just cannot term this relation as just friendship.He has been more than that to me. He is more of a respectful person to me. A man of a few words, now he has overcome that and has become a person whose words speak more. He is the person who initiated me to write more and improved my vocabulary skills.Blogging would always been a dream for me unless otherwise he helped me in a easy way. The interest he shows for photography amazes me. I have seen only greeting cards as such professional as his pictures.His passion for cooking and trying new varities stand out. His Temple is INTERNET and his GOD is GOOGLE.Thanks a lot Thiru. This blog is dedicated to YOU as you were the one who initiated it.

I thank all of you people for being with me and wish I could have you all forever in my life.
I thank all of you people for being with me and wish I could have you all forever.

2008-12-07T23:05:00.000-08:00

A Selfish Love Story

Is there any way, any one could find out what's going on in a girl's mind? I admit my failure. I have marvelled the technical inventions of mankind. I guess there should have been at least one effort for exploring a girl's mind. Not getting too poetical, I wish I had that instinct atleast once in a life time to try it on Rishika. It's been a thousand years since I proposed to Rishika. Pardon me again. When I see the calender the date I proposed to her was September 26th. Just two months back.

But, experiencing this love-sick-feel has a different time period for me.Yes, it counts to a few thousands of years.I agree it sounds weird. I do agree it sounded the same when friends blabber such things when they are in love. Why is a girl's mind so complicated to read or understand. Does it take ages to decide on a life partner? Guys never take time to express their feelings to a girl. Or is it the girl's thing?

I could not help thinking about her each day for the past 2 months. Why didn't she reply? If looks are her expectations, I am not that bad to reject. If its habits, I am a teetotaler. If its my career or financial background, I am her senior and a Jack-of-my-own-trade and a well- to-do person. She had limited her talks to me. It has become too official these days. She has stopped asking about my family, my music interest. Too much thoughts lingering my mind, I prepare myself to get back to my work. I did not know that day is going to be a very important day in my life.

I was so happy to get a nod finally from Rishika. This is going to be a happy day in my life. Before telling you people what happened, I would just brief my affiliation with Rishika.

She was my colleague and I knew her for past 3 years. Three beautiful years of my life. Right from day one, I could not help admiring her beauty and her gentle smiles. I heard from a few that she was a very stubborn and haughty girl. She was so beautiful that I never had taken a holiday after she joined the office. Call me crazy, but, my weekends have become boring, and I started looking forward to get to the office on Monday mornings just to get talk to her. She had a very beautiful long hair always kept loose.

She had the gift of smiling at whatever was said to her. She was so workaholic that she finished her part of work on time. I could not believe that this beauty was considered to be stubborn and haughty. Slowly, I started to fall prey to her beauty. I felt she was occupying most of my thoughts throughout the day. May be because we were into the same team and worked together on all projects. Never did I realise how quick the time passed by and it was already 2 years since I met her. I strongly thought she liked me as well. She used to listen quietly about my passion for music and would discuss it with me intensely. After each official meeting she would be the first to laud me for my ideas that I spill. It became a habit of turning to her and looking straight in her eyes after the meetings.She knew that too.We had a hearty laugh when she was absent for a meeting and the next day she said,"Jitesh, you were awesome on the meeting yesterday".

Just two months back when I felt I need to propose her, I took her to the coffee room and said,"Rishika, I love you". There was a slight shock in her eyes. She just kept her eyes down and avoided mine. She got up from the chair and was about to leave. I called her and she slowly turned back. "I dont need an immediate reply. Take your time as it's your life. I strongly feel you would be my best partner in life." She did not speak anything and just left.

Though I asked her to take her own time, I was expecting an answer from the minute I proposed. After exactly 2 months of my proposal, she called me up to the same coffee room. From the second I started to believe its going to be the "answer". We did not speak for a few minutes. She was looking seriously into her coffee cup and stirring unnecessarily. I leaned forward and looked into her coffee.

She looked at me and smiled."Jitesh, Sorry for making you wait for quite long. I was taking a longer time to answer you. Rather than thinking of a life

with you, I tried to think about a life without you. I felt the life without you is the hardest thing in my life. I love you too." People say that at such moments, the world around you freezes. Such moments, they say, seem to last for an eternity. If you have never been proposed by the person you love most I bet you will have no idea what I am talking about.

I was breathing heavily until she said the last 3 words. She gave me a warm handshake to unfreeze my world. "I like to go out for dinner with you tonight. Will you take me?" I smiled at her and said I will let her know the time and venue. I thought this would be the best ever time in my life. I didn't know how I got home that day. I booked a table of two in the City's most expensive and luxurious hotel.

I called her and confirmed the time and venue. she said she will be there by 8:30 sharp. I knew its going to be a long dinner of course and booked the table for 3 hours. I started bit earlier than usual in the evening to the venue. I reached the place at 8pm. I was shown the way to my table. I felt very happy. Life suddenly became too light for me.There was a music band playing all time romantic melodies. I felt those were played just for me alone. I smiled at myself. I started thinking about the life I am going to lead with Rishika. I saw the time it was 8:30pm. I was waiting eagerly for her to show up.

Minutes just passed by. The time was 9pm. I became bit restless. what makes her late on the first ever date? I am an impatient person and I usually dont like people coming late. Now the time was 9:15. I tried to call her but did not feel to. But I was getting bit angry. Was it a joke she was playing on me? I suddenly started thinking that she was stubborn and haughty as described by fellow colleagues. I called her mobile number but she did not pick up. This made me very angry.

It was 9:45 by then. I had no patience left. I cancelled the table and started home. I was about to take my car from the car park when I saw a few people

walking suspiciously to the hotel. I did not really care. My mind was not thinking anything but the failuer of my first date.I reached home. I was damn angry. I reached home by 11pm.Rishika then gave me a call when I was entering home.I did not want to answer but still, I answered. Her voice was stammering and panicky. "Sorry Jitesh, my dad had a massive heart attack. I could not call you as I had to rush to the hospital. I left my mobile in the car. I am sorry to have made you upset today." My anger disappeared. I felt sorry for her."Rishika, That’s ok. I am sorry too. Hope your dad's condition is stable now". She started to say something. I could not hear her as my eyes were engrossed on the TV and my eyes were following flash news updates on TV.

Just then I found the flash news in the bottom of the TV screen.I hung up Rishika's call. I was dumbstruck for a few minutes. The ground underneath felt moving. I called her back immediately and said "Good that you did not come to the Restaurant where I booked our dinner" and hung up.

It was the Taj Hotels and it happened on a wednesday night. It was on November 26, 2008 11:30PM.

2008-10-31T20:21:00.000-07:00

Vikram (1986)-Re-review

This movie released back in 1986 was an action genre. Writer Sujatha was the man behind the story and screenplay along with Kamal.The role played by Kamal Haasan was actually masqueraded keeping James Bond -007 in mind. The movie opens in a court scene which is blown from an art work by Thota Dharani. The number of female castings are more similar to a James Bond movie. Kamal fits into the role like a glove as its not new for him to take up a cop role. This is one of the very few movies which showed computers to the world. It was clearly a hi-tech movie which was released 25 years back. The stunt choreographer who was debuted in Vikram was called Vikram-Dharma from then. This was Amjad khan and Dimple Kapadia's first ever south indian movie. Both kamal Haasan and Dimple have acted together in Saagar before in Hindi.

A nuclear missile "Agni Putra" gets stolen from the Indian army while its being transported to another army base. Sathyaraj plays the baddie and you cannot help laughing at his dialogue deliveryand humor. I cannot imagine any other person would fit his shoes in this movie. Audience at that period would have been awed at terms like "missile", "computer program" and "codes".Kamal employs himself to find the missile as his wife gets killed. The movie travels without much boredom to a country called "Salamia".Janagraj has tried a morose role as a transgender in this movie. Though it was shot in Rajasthan, the places and desert really makes us feel it as a different country.The palace in the desert is so huge and I am still wondering was it a set or a real one.Kamal saves the princess Dimple in one situation which is fair enough for the lass to fall for him. The computer programmer Preethi who accompanies Kamal develop a soft corner for him and by the end of the movie, both Dimple and Preethi chase Kamal Haasan to win his heart. Lucky guy!.This movie was a great hit those days. The movie was hi-tech savvy due to Sujatha and Kamal haasan for their screenplay. Most of the songs were a hit as it was rendered by the Maestro Ilayaraja. My favourite was "Meendum Meendum vaa" , "Vikram", "Sippikul".

Its a different feeling watching this movie after a very long time. I really enjoyed the movie.

2008-10-31T18:05:00.000-07:00

A new (old) approach!!!!

This blog would be a surprising element for a few. We have always been reviewing new movies and rate it across five stars. I was wondering why can't I try writing reviews for older movies. There is absolute difference writing reviews when the movie was released and writing it after a decade or two. From now on I have decided to pen down reviews for a few older movies and highlighting the positives. Though the reviews would be succinct rather than being long, it will hopefully cover all the departments. But I would take a bash on the movie's blemishes as well. These reviews are blogged not to hurt anyone who was involved in that movie in the past. It’s just a third eye opinion on the movie. I will be starting that with a few favorites which set a trend few years back. Everyone is welcome to post their comments and criticize me of my reviews. Hope nobody sues me for not procuring any rights on the movies. That would goad me back to hibernation. I am not involved in movie making but I am fan of movie makers. I really appreciate the hard work they put in to make it marketable. Movies have always been a serious thing in India.

The star status and image worship people get here is extraordinary. A few heroes who still are heroes have been in the field for quite a long time. Its not an ordinary feat too. But at the same time its hard not feeling despicable about the heroes who dance around with heroines who are less half their age. I could feel a few smiles and guffaws when you read it. There is nothing to feel jocose about the age differences. Focusing on their old movies and their current movies, they have come a long way. I am still on a triage of what type of movies I should actually choose to re-review. I am sure a few other bloggers would have tried reviewing old movies. I want try my hand as well. So here we start....soon

2008-10-28T14:51:00.000-07:00

Adventure Trip No.2 - India Tour AUGUST 2008

This year my trip to India had many interesting turn of events. Some of them I was prepared while for some, I was not. As usual even this India trip was initiated by my friend Ramesh as he did last time. This time the special occasion being his brother's marriage on September 1st. As being typical NRIs we planned for a few trips well ahead 4 months. Since Rajkumar -Ramesh's brother was a part of it, we did not find much difficulty in planning our trip.But still we had a accrual of options unlike last time and were busy sorting out the preferences. One such plan which interested us was The Island Guest House in Parambikulam, Kerala. Ramesh and myself booked our air tickets well ahead and as per the schedule I landed in India on 10th Aug. Ramesh followed me the same week. The team was the same as last time. After a planned family trip to Ooty on Aug 15th for 3 days which was memorable as ever, the main trip with
my friends followed on 22nd evening. I had to enter another new phase in my life just the previous day in Chennai.Yes, my marriage got fixed with Mohitha,my future wife(at that time). Things became so fast for me which I was struggling to cope up. I was awaiting a bunch of teasings and mockery from my friends. I was actually pulling down Rajkumar who was to be married on September 1st. But least did I expect that my marriage would be on the cards as well. Taking and heeding the wise saying, "everything is for good" I carried on with my plans. Badhri who was lugubrious all the time and Ganesh accompanied me to Ramesh's house in Udumalpet on 22nd evening. We reached there fairly by midnight(which was not actually fair).We were happy to see Ramesh after an year and shared pleasantaries. It was almost 2am when we all hit to bed.

Day 1: Saturday.

The morning we got up around 8am and started packing things. By the time we met the other friends who joined us the same morning. Arun, Dinesh, Vishal aka Dinesh and Rajkumar landed from different places. We started feeling excited as the same team has formed without much hurdles(not forget Badri). Body as we call him seem to be testing tough waters for a while and it took us a long time to convince him for the trip. He was no different from college days.Vishal aka Dinesh a glib minded guy had not changed much. We got our logistics ready and this time it was Bolero a tough vehicle for mountain rides. Vishal was hospitable enough to pack lunch for all of us. Then finally we all hit the road. As usual it was Rajkumar who drove all the way and never to forget that he was the groom to be married soon. On the way we had to buy meat and other cooking stuff until the next day. We arrived to Parambikulam entrance and waited for the guards to escort us. We had our delicious lunch(courtesy: Vishal). We had some problem with a few local domestic/wild animals which were trying to grab our food. Then we had to leave the vehicle as we had a long way to go on water. We got into a row boat which was big enough to accomadate 13 adults. The 5 people apart from our gang were the boat rowers and guides. We were shocked to hear the travel would last more than 2 hours as it was 12 kms. But amazing thing is the island looked not far enough to justify the travel time. The dam is one of the largest in the state of Kerala.It was owned by Kerala Government. It was located on the borders of TamilNadu and kerala. The ride was splendid and fabulous. Though it started getting sunny and temperature creeping up we did enjoy the lustic green sceneries with beautiful mountains and falls. Then the guide gave us the scare of our lives. This dam was housing a large number of Crocodiles. Yes!you heard it right. We were so anxious to see atleast one. Dinesh aka Eli was trying to sight atleast one with his binoculars. Finally we did spot one. It was a large one which was on the banks of the river and basking under the hot sun. The moment we started to sail towards it made it to move inside the waters swiftly. This lone brought jitters in all of us.The guide was assuring us that the crocs wont harm humans as it had plenty to eat in the fishes in the dam. Still we dont want to be the first to be attacked by the predator. The journey finally came to an end after 2 hours of a quiet boat ride. The island looked very exotic. We had to climb a long way on the bamboo steps to reach the guest house. The adventurous stuff that interested us more was there was no power facility in the island. We need to depend on the solar light after hours. We settled our backpacks inside the house.

Famous Eight- Island Guest House-Parambikulam

It was a large lounge with 4 beds on either side. We expected much worse condition but this came as a blessing to all of us. We were provided black tea by the helpers. Everything tasted so good in an isolated and scary island. We started trekking on that island at dusk. It was very very scary and we could feel that we were the only souls on that island at that time. That alone gave a chill down our spines. All our speeches became so volume controlled almost to level 0. Most of the talking was done in gestures and actions. The guide showed us a damp pit and gave us bonus chills by telling an elephant herd was there a few hours ago. The guesthouse actually had a trench dug around it so that dark beasts would not venture in and destroy the bamboo house.We returned to our dwelling after having a long walk around the island. Now dinner time. Since we had bought chicken to cook it was served with chappathi. We had to eat just outside the guest house. Since there was not even a single light except the solar light we had to eat bit fast. It was a different experience chasing away insects which got attracted to the only one solar light. We had to wind up and got to bed. It was still scary around the island and we could hear faint growls from nearby island. That night was unforgettable for Ramesh as he had to get up(sorry he did not sleep at all) n number of times and had a toilet visit each 10 minutes. Poor guy still did not recover from the jetlag he had after he got back from US. No wonder he was half his size the next day morning.

Day 2 - Sunday

The next day morning was sunny. We had black tea and a few good souls sacrificed their tea for Ramesh, who looked at them like a devourer if they did not hand him the tea. Luckily I had mine. We had breakfast and I did not very much like it. But for Ganesh, back like college days, went for a couple of rounds. Ramesh was very much down due to ill health. We planned to get back home as soon as possible. Poor guy did not have his breakfast I guess. Then we we all started back on the 2.5 hour boat ride back. It was scorching heat as it was almost nearing noon time. We reached the shore safely. We all planned to have a good tea as we were starving and were having black tea for past two days. Then we all got some soap bars. We stopped near the dam and had a walk inside. The tunnel was on the other end. We drove there. It was fairly a large dam. We finally arrived in topslip and we had our lunch in a canteen nearby. Then we boarded a cottage just near the topslip. We were making fun and pulling each other. Badri got a few fans all of a sudden from an women's college bus. After "sighting" Badhri those girls got excited and was Badri but he started pretending as usual as if he did not like them. It was time to part for Rajkumar as he had to catch a bus to Bangalore the same evening. We send him off in a town bus that came at 6:30pm. We were not too happy that he left as he is the one who makes the trip active and well planned. But still as he was getting married the next week we could not expect him to stay back. We got back to our cottage and spend some time chatting.We came to the canteen for our dinner. Then we planned to go for a forest ride with a forest guide. Our luck, I should say, except wild buffallows we could not spot anything but a rabbit which lost its way and was jumping to and fro on our track in the front. We got back to the cottage and hit to bed.

Day -3 -Monday

It was Monday morning and time to wind up our cottage and we started packing up our luggages in the car. We started to udumalpet around 9am. It was Ramesh who started his driving as Rajkumar left the previous evening. We dropped Ganesh in the townbus stand as he had to leave for work the same day. Still we were feeling good that he was able to make it.We reached Ramesh's house in no time. We had a good breakfast and slowly started packing for the next trip down the line. This time we were heading to Kodaikanal. We had a good shower and were resting until noon. We all stared after lunch. Now we had to shift cars and it was Ford Ikon now. Now the members of the previous trip were cut short to just 5 as Ramesh, Dinesh,Badri, Arun and myself. We had already booked a cottage in Kodai. The drive was awesome through the hills. We witnessed beautiful waterfalls on the way-Silver Cascade waterfalls. On one hilldrive bend we were awed to see three falls and we did not fail to snap it in. We reached Kodai in the evening. We had a good masala tea with spicy bajji on a corner. We finally reached our cottage with the help of a reference of Ramesh's dad. It was a good cottage which had 2 bedrooms and since it was just 5 people we were able to squeeze in each of the rooms. It started raining heavily the same evening. We all went to a restaurant -Woodlands which was a pure vegetarian. The food was good. We reached our place bit late due to the heavy rain lashing. The rooms were damn cold and we started watching some crap movie on the laptop. Ramesh was the only soul to sleep alone in one of the rooms.Sometimes the duck behaves weird.We hit bed very late.

Day -4-Tuesday

We got up fairly around 8am and had a walk to a teashop near the main road. We became more hungry after the long walk. We got ready to leave the place and packed our luggages. We drove around the lake and went for a walk in the Coakers walk. We drove to pillar rocks and posed for some "extraordinary" snaps and we had a good chicken biriyani in a restaurant. Our hero arun almost lost his coolers, but was lucky enough to get it back. We started our drive back. We started immediately after lunch as we felt it might rain soon. We got down the hill in the evening and had a tea in a small village. After the tea, much to our amusement the car did not start. It was a tough time running behind the car. Ramesh, being in driver seat was laughing his heart out watching us through the rear.We still suspect that culprit. Badri "really helped" us push the car with his right index finger.Finally the car started and we reached Udumalpet in no time. Badri and myself started to pack our luggage to leave for Coimbatore. Badri and myself got dropped in the bus stand and we boarded the Coimbatore bus.We reached Coimbatore around 10pm.

Unlike last time this trip was very short and covered different places and having a few stopovers. Though all of the guys did not get into the second trip to Kodai, it was still enjoyable. I can realise how I have tranformed myself in the last few years travelling more each and everytime I hit India. Now that Iam engaged I hope I would be "permitted" to trip again with friends once in a while.

2008-10-03T05:39:00.000-07:00

Return from hibernation

Its been a year since I joined my new (now old!!!??)work place. I awe myself looking back all these epoch. Somehow I have managed to strive in a field which I once hated to enter. Though I am not a great Connoisseur in my current field now, I still keep my day to day office life as rudimentary as I can. People around have started realizing my presence gradually. The first 3 months I was truant to all the technical mails shot to my team just letting it pass to others. Slowly I started replying sporadically. Though I could not fathom the whole technology, I still try my best to the fullest. Initially emails were responded sluggishly by seniors who look upon me as a nemesis. Only person who would show some endearment was my Team Leader.

At a time I felt I am impotent to compete and cope up with my colleagues. But after all the fear of survival keeps me going. Whether I learned to survive, I did have a satisfaction of earning a great person in my Team Leader. He is a philosopher and guide to me in all aspects of my life. I don’t think I would get a better person like him as my boss anymore. I am always grateful to him for all he has done to me.

My friends were dumbstruck to see me in this field as they knew me better. I realize that I have started to look upon my life seriously than before. Though I am an extrovert to the core I can feel myself not spawning much hilarious but mediocre jokes these days. I hate to be like this and fear this would continue. Gone are those days in school where we care nothing and lead a less complicated life. I know we all would like to empower the nuances to go back to our past if we really can. I ask myself did I choose the life I wanted to? Am I really happy or pretending to be? Has my search ended?

Is it going to be the same forever? Though the last one requires the power of intuition, I still cannot find an answer. Or is it that if we find a solution for all these questions, the search for life ends???

I am not philosophical but tend to hear it once in a while. All I could say from what I learnt is believe in yourself. Whatever happens in life is for some reason (sounds similar -chaos theory????). We may be dwelling on the same issue if its bad and affected us mentally. I have just learnt to look at the same issue after some time but with more confidence. Even if I cannot stop things from happening, I could still ameliorate my future as better as I can.

So there is a choice.

Its we who choose it. No one is thrusting us in. After passing many phases of life from childhood, school, college, higher studies and work, the time to enter the next phase which is crucial and vital of all -marriage. Being a bachelor I always had the freedom to lead and enjoy my life until now. But now a small fear creeps in. Would my life partner be more of a friend and support me throughout my life? Will she be a hurdle to my usual life style? I have seen my friends change drastically after marriage. Their current voice carries too much of responsibility as their decisions depend on their life partners. I used to mock them but how long am I going to escape from falling into the same situation. All these queries were answered on my trip to India last month. Yes, I found the person Iam going to share my rest of my life with. Slowly my fears of my marital life seems to disappear.

If I really continue writing this blog for a few more years, I will know how far I have changed or life has

changed me. I am very much curious to know all of it immediately being an impatient fellow at times. Here I wait for more changes in my life...........

2007-11-05T16:24:00.000-08:00

BLOGGER MONTH- November

BLOG month! Thats what they call November. Thanks to my friend Thiru for reminding it.He was the one who inspired me to start one. Though I am not a regular blogger, I do post once in a while. I usually eye on other people's work on blogs. I have never thought that my blog should belong to a certain genre. I am very much concerned that my blogs should never be a stereo type one. It should a fun place to dwell with. I really awe at many people's blog when they really dedicate a certain time for blogging each day. Like my friend Thiru, who maintains more than one blog inspite of being busy with his office. It has engulfed many people like a passion to show their skills in captivating the audience. Be it, a techno blog, sports, literature, cinema. Some people go a bit higher making it a place for debate over current issues. IMO a blog should make the people- the audience peek into it daily to see if their favourite blogger has anything new to share. Though I dont stick to that, I just appreciate myself that I do own something that can be criticized publicly. Some people who really tend to offend the blogger for whatever he posts. Thats total discrimination of the blogger race. Criticising negatively on positive grounds has to be accepted. But on negative grounds it has to be condemned. The comments provided at the tail of each blog should be in a way to improvise the blog on future posts. Some people appear so reserved that they hardly talk. But much to the everyone's raising eyebrows, their blogs speak on their own. One of them I witnessed closely was a friend,Dinesh. I was literally awestruck when he spoke through his blog. I have not seen a blog so expressive and bringing the emotions to the corner of the eye. Thats good blogger for you. Making a gathering linger in emotions can be easily possible by words spoken. I really experienced the same feel when I read his blog. Though he is not a regular blogger I would really appreciate him if he does that. I am in search of blogs that really appeal to me. At this point, getting truanted from the world of blogging is something that cannot happen atleast for sometime from now.

2007-10-17T02:11:00.000-07:00

Working Women:

Please do read it....................
Don’t know who wrote it, but a well Versed, superb Expression!!!

The woman in your life...very well expressed...

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry with these facts as well.

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;
Who is earning almost as much as you do;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as
human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your
Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that
gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements.

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as
much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who
love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family
name.

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you
sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment
and that kitchen.

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook
food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe
more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a
mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you
are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and
knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns
faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men
at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is
willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational
jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;

Yes, she can drink just as well as you can, but won't, simply
because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like
yours, are to be met;

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important
relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some
and trust her;

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows
in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most
importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

After all "Behind every successful man there is a woman".

2007-10-16T01:35:00.000-07:00

My Second Interview: Technical

This one was supposed to be penned a month back. But owing to my JAVA learning spree, I was able to spill my words only now. My second interview occurred without much fanfare in the last week of August. Though being a Graduate of Telecommunications, many wondered (even myself) how could I manage in a job that

is purely IT based. I knew pretty well, the interviewers were not very much impressed by my technical armory, but rather on my CRM skills. I did not realize that my CRM skills would fetch me a technical job and most amazingly in IT. I got a positive nod after a couple of days. Being a true scorpion at times, I called back my interviewer and questioned him, "Afterall, why me?” He was taken back a bit but answered

casually, "Sri! I was worse than you when I stepped in IT, as my field was basically mechanical engineering". (Hmmm!!! So I was worse. Is it?).My Boss posed to be a archetype for my budding IT career. I always sport a look which resembles a great fervor for learning. I think he was "bowled over" by my "seemed- to- know" answers. When I stepped into my new office, I could not even find a single young soul around me. I was extremely fascinated by the way a software team works on a project which was GREEK, SPANISH, and FRENCH to me. Its still is. I could see grey-haired experience, technical skills ubiquitously strewn through out my office. Keeping a low profile at this juncture won’t cost your life. For the past one month, "Learn to Survive"

has become my karmic chant. I am on a song these days, enjoying my new job, new friends (actually bit old!!!). On the whole, inspite of being bit late, I got it.

2007-10-15T04:06:00.000-07:00

17 Signs of Falling in Love: Interesting

SEVENTEEN:
U LOOK AT THEIR PROFILE/PICTURE CONSTANTLY

SIXTEEN:
WHEN YOUR ON THE PHONE WITH THEM LATE AT NIGHT AND THEY HANG UP, YOU
STILL MISS THEM EVEN WHEN IT WAS JUST TWO MINUTES AGO.

FIFTEEN:
YOU READ THEIR TEXTS or IMS OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

FOURTEEN:
YOU WALK REALLY SLOW WHEN YOU'RE WITH THEM

THIRTEEN:
YOU FEEL SHY WHENEVER YOU'RE/THEY'RE AROUND.

ELEVEN:
WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT THEM, YOUR HEART BEATS FASTER AND SLOWER AT THE
SAME TIME

TEN:
YOU SMILE WHEN YOU HEAR THEIR VOICE.

NINE:
WHEN YOU lOOK AT THEM, YOU CAN'T SEE THE OTHER PEOPLE AROUND YOU, All
YOU SEE IS HIM//HER.

EIGHT:
YOU START LISTENING TO SLOW SONGS, WHILE THINKING OF THEM

SEVEN:
THEY'RE ALL YOU THINK ABOUT.

SIX:
YOU GET HIGH JUST FROM THEIR SCENT.

FIVE:
YOU REALlIZE THAT YOU'RE AlWAYS SMILING TO YOURSELF WHEN YOU THINK
ABOUT THEM.

FOUR:
YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM, OR ANYTHING TO SEE THEM.

THREE:
WHILE READING THIS, THERE WAS ONE PERSON ON YOUR MIND THE WHOLE TIME...

TWO:
YOU WERE SO BUSY THINKING ABOUT THAT PERSON, YOU DIDN'T NOTICE NUMBER
TWELVE.

ONE:
YOU JUST SCROLLED UP TO CHECK & ARE NOW SILENTLY LAUGHING AT YOURSELF.

2007-09-16T01:14:00.000-07:00

Funny Quotes:

Man: Is there any way for long life?
Dr: Get married.
Man: Will it help?
Dr: No, but the thought of long life will never come.
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Why do couples hold hands during their wedding?
It's a formality just like two boxers shaking hands before the fight begins!
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Wife: Darling today is our anniversary, what should we do?
Husband: Let us stand in silence for 2 minutes.
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It's funny when people discuss Love Marriage vs Arranged.
It's like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered.
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It is difficult to understand GOD. He makes such beautiful things as
women and then he turns them into Wives.
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If u r married please ignore this msg, for everyone else: Happy Independence Day
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Before marriage, a man will lie awake all night thinking about
something you say.
After marriage, he'll fall asleep before you finish.
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There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than
electronic banking. It's called marriage.
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Girlfriends r like chocolates, taste good anytime.
Lovers r like PIZZAS, Hot n spicy, eaten frequently.
Husbands r like Dal RICE, eaten when there's no choice.
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Man receives telegram: Wife dead-should be buried or cremated?
Man: Don't take any chances. Burn the body and bury the ash.
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Prospective husband: Do you have a book called 'Man, The Master of Women'?
Salesgirl: The fiction department is on the other side, sir.
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There was this guy who told his woman that he loved her so much that
he would go through hell for her. They got married and now he is going
thru hell.
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Fact of life: One woman brings you into this world crying & the other
ensures you continue to do so for the rest of your life!
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Q: Why doesn't law permit a man to marry a second woman?
A: Because as per law you cannot be punished twice for the same offence!

2007-09-16T00:59:00.000-07:00

Things done by the persons back from Foreign countries....

This was sent to me specially by my friend from India.....truly did made me smile...read on

21. Tries to use credit card in road side hotel.

20. Drinks and carries mineral water and always speaks of health
conscious.

19. Sprays duo such so that he doesn't need to take bath.

18. Sneezes and says 'Excuse me'.

17. Says "Hey" instead of "Hi".
Says "Yogurt" instead of "Curd".
Says "Cab" instead of "Taxi".
Says "Candy" instead of "Chocolate".
Says "Cookie" instead of "Biscuit".
Says " Free Way " instead of "Highway".
Says "got to go" instead of "Have to go".
Says "O" instead of "Zero", (for 704, says
Seven O Four Instead of Seven Zero Four)

16. Doesn't forget to crib about air pollution. Keeps cribbing
every time he steps out.

15. Says all the distances in Miles (Not in Kilo Meters), and
counts in Millions. (Not in Lakhs)

14. Tries to figure all the prices in Dollars as far as
possible (but deep down the heart
multiplies by 43 times).

13. Tries to see the % of fat on the cover of a milk pocket.

12. When need to say Z (zed), never says Z (Zed), repeats "Zee"
several times, if the other person unable to get, then says X,
Y Zee(but never says Zed)

11. Writes date as MM/DD/YYYY, on watching traditional DD/MM/
YYYY, says "Oh! British Style!!!!"

10. Makes fun of Indian Standard Time and Indian Road Conditions.

9. Even after 2 months, complaints about "Jet Lag".

8. Avoids eating more chili (hot) stuff.

7. Tries to drink "Diet Coke", instead of Normal Coke. Always
drinks BISLERI water!!!

6. Tries to complain about any thing in India as if he is
experiencing it for the first time.

5. Pronounces "schedule" as "skejule", and "module" as
"Mojule".

4. Looks speciously towards Hotel/Dhaba food.

Few more important

3. From the luggage bag, does not remove the stickers of Airways
by which he traveled back to India, even after 4 months of arrival.

2. Takes the cabin luggage bag to short visits in India , tries
to roll the bag on Indian Roads.

Ultimate one

1. Tries to begin conversation with "In US ...." or "When I
was in US..."

2007-09-16T00:33:00.000-07:00

A Wife is a Wife whoever you are.........funny pic

2007-09-13T04:08:00.000-07:00

A Short Story - Truly Inspired

Friends,

Today I have a small story to share… I hope it will leave you with a beautiful feeling at the end…

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what you learned from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered:

"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have

a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless

Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have. Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!

"Life is too short and friends are too few."

2007-09-12T01:04:00.000-07:00

Valuable banking:

Rajiv and Mona are flying to Australia for a two-week vacation to celebrate their 40th anniversary.

Suddenly, over the public address system, the Captain announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am afraid I have some very bad news.

Our engines have ceased functioning and we will attempt an emergency landing. Luckily, I see an uncharted island below us and we should be able to land on the beach. However, the odds are that we may never be rescued and will have to live on the island for the rest of our lives!"

Thanks to the skill of the flight crew, the plane lands safely on the island.

An hour later Rajiv turns to his wife and asks, "Mona, did we pay our Rs 5lakh deposit cheque yet to Bank?"

"No, sweetheart," she responds.

Rajiv, still shaken from the crash landing, then asks, "Mona, did we pay our Bank Master card yet?"

"Oh no! I'm sorry. I forgot to send the cheque," she says.

"One last thing, Mona. Did you remember to send cheques for the auto loan to them too this month?" he asks.

"Oh, forgive me, Rajiv," begged Mona. "I didn't send that one, either."

Rajiv grabs her and gives her the biggest hug in 40 years. Mona pulls away and asks him, "So, why did you hug me?"

Rajiv answers, "They'll find us!!!!"

2007-09-12T00:45:00.000-07:00

Bedsheet for Bachelors!!!!

There has always been a healthy competition for advertising products. People get mesmerized and buy the product if it has creative and innovative promos for campaigning inspite of ill quality. The way products are promoted develops a liking for it in the market. One such above is the bedsheet for bachelors.

2007-09-11T21:07:00.000-07:00

The Sweet Proposal!

I loved reading this!!!

Feelings.....

When I saw your name next to mine,
In our wedding card,
I felt blessed.

When I saw you smile,
Seeing me in the traditional bride groom dress,
I felt teased.

When I held your hand,
During the marriage rituals,
I felt responsible.

When you entered my lonely bachelor life,
And changed it into a heavenly abode,
I felt lucky.

When you showed the same love as I did,
Towards my parents,
I felt proud.

When you scolded me,
For neglecting my heath amidst my hectic work,
I felt pampered.

When I saw you scream,
Crying out of labor pains,
I felt helpless.

When I saw tears of happiness in your eyes,
As you looked at our kid,
I felt blessed once again.

All these feeling have bloomed in my heart,
But are yet to blossom in reality.
As these are feelings I long to feel,
For these are still unfelt.

Will you marry me?

GUYS!!! You have a chance if you follow it.

2007-06-13T09:15:00.000-07:00

Adventure Trip 1 -India Tour: May 2007

This blog has a special significance out of all. It brought me heaps of joy being with my friends after a long time.We had planned this trip very much before 3-4 months even before my plans for visiting india.I should thank my buddy Ramesh for organising this excellent trip. This trip fulfilled my long time desires of visiting wildlife parks and trekking experiences.

Waynad Jungles

Day 1:(May 10th 2007)
We started on a cool morning on 10th May from Udumalpet, a town from Coimbatore district in the early hours with Ramesh, Badri and Dinesh whom i knew through Ramesh. we had a white

Santro Xing we reached Mysore by afternoon where we were joined by 3 more guys in a Ford Icon including Ramesh's bro Raj kumar.The other guys were Dinesh and Arun. We had a small intro and got into our business.....LUNCH! We had our stomachs full in a bunglow turned hotel in Hunsur.Next we started off to Nagerhole, a wild life park around 45 kms from Hunsur. The place was scenic and we were warned not to use music as well as horns as we were into the wild habitats. We expected some animals to be spotted but unfortunately it was damn hot and not a single soul to be seen. We reached Nagerhole at around 3pm,we were issued tickets for a forest ride through the deep jungle. A 15 seater van took us into the jungle.We saw deer, deer and many deers. The deers we so bold that they did not run away after seeing the loud van. They were found in large herds. we returned back to the dorm after an hour as it was getting dark. we had some fun chat together and we had a cook who was preparing chicken curry for our dinner. Someone asked me to go out of the dorm to fetch something.I opened the door and Lo!!It was pitch dark and i was not able to see anything at all literally. No lights and not even moonlight.I used the search light and focussed on some bush nearby only to see hundreds of eyes gleaming The deer herd was gazing nearby quitely.It was thrilling enough to send a chill on my spine. we had a lovely dinner together and hit to bed.

Day 2:(May 11th 2007)

Next day we go up early and hit to the car by 9am. We went to Waynad, Kerala which was a few kms away from Nagerhole. We planned a forest trip on a jeep and set off deep into the forest. we were not very lucky enough this time as we were able to see deers, deers and deers. We were able to catch a close glimpse of a wild Squirrel,which has a magnificient bushy tail. This trip was for an hour and we were back again on our car to Iruppu falls.It was a bit of a dense walk into the forests. Ramesh and myself were not too comfortable to get into the ice chill water.The others had a splendid time on the natural showers. We had a couple of heart felt laughs when Ramesh's bro slipped twice at the same place but was safe enough to get back.Then it was time to hit for lunch in a place called Sultanpathre. By the time we started it was almost 3pm. We started to enter TamilNadu border through the Ghat road which was through a forest road. we were advised to drive bit slow than normal due to animals that are supposed to cross the road. We did encounter a herd of eliphants which were just across the main road.

They were harmless as they were in herds. Luckily we did not sight a loner which is said to be the dangerous on such roads. We entered Mudhumalai finally during sunset. All we could see was some deer herd and some wild buffalows. We then arrived to a Forest Officer's office at Masinagudi to get the permission letter to stay in the forest guest house. The officer being a friend had n qualms giving us the"GO" sign.It was an old guest house which was built in early 1920s.We did some grocery shopping in Masinagudi before reaching the guest house.We all were a bit tired but were ready to go for a night ride. We had quick dinner which almost dozed us off. But we started our night ride in just one car.It was around 11:30pm. We started for the adventurous night ride. We had a forest ranger as a security with us. we did not find anything interesting. Then came the dangerous episode. All of a sudden our Ford ICON engine turned off. Immediately we could find some strange oud sounds near by. Since it was too dark, we tried to use search light. To our horror we were in the midst of a herd of elephants on the road side. The moment the head lights got OFF, the elephants could view us clearly I used the search light to see a elephant charging at us at just 5-7 feet. It was trying to get down off the road. All of a sudden we could see another angry tusker charging from back of the car.Our hearts were on our mouth. In sudden presence of mind, Rajkumar who was driving, started the car and zoomed off from the place. We still could not believe that we escaped. we reached our guest house and hit to bed only to be flooded with elephant dreams.

Day 3:(May 12th 2007)
Then came the next day. None would forget this scary, memorable, tiresome day in their life. We all got up bit late as we hit to bed late. The day was bit scorching. The forest jeep came to pick us for a ride.We all started by almost 10:30am which was very late from our plan.
we travelled through some rocky roads which really did not have any path in particular. Finally our driver left us on a high cliff. Now our trekking started which was deep below. There was a temple in the middle of the forest which was totally 5kms from the top of the cliff. We started exactly at 12 which was so sunny for the day.Only big blunder was we did notcarry water. On the way deep down the rocky passage we could see some elephant trails which brought a chill down on our spine. Hearts started beating bit fast when we saw some fresh elephant waste. It was bit difficult for us as we did not have a recent trekking experience.The forest staff who accompanied us gave us one more shock that he did not bring weapons for safety. He said we all started late as this time being too hot, animals will come to the river to quench their thirst.
We had reasons to get scared as we all need to cross the stream to reach the jungle temple. Ramesh became bit furious as we were not in a mood to risk our lives. Finally we made up our mind. Come what may we started towards the stream.We saw a bison which was so huge in size.We were about to cross the river when we heard a deep growl nearby. Thats it! we thought
of getting back as we did not even have a weapon. We saw a leapord or cheetah some 50 feet away but it just vanished into the bushes.We all started praying our favourite gods to get back safely. We finaly crossed the stream which was so muddy.We reached the temple finally.
It was bit scary as we were totally surrounded by forest and we started imagining if we came across any wild animal and the nearest place to hide.We started back after spending some time. By the time the sun was on top of us and it was so hot. I almost knocked the doors
of heaven as the sun was too much for me.Finaly it took us 2-3 hours to climb back to the jeep waiting for us. Since we called for help, a forest ranger came with his staff to aid us. Since I was so drowsy and head spinning, they caught hold of me and took me to their vehicle. Finally we reached the guest house and all guys were served lemonade which brought our lives back. We took a small nap and had lunch. I was still tired but was really excited that we were leaving the place. Then around 3pm we started off to Ooty through the Mudhumalai road and reached Sterling Group of Hotels at Elk Hill around 6pm. We did not wander much in the same evening. Ramesh's parents had also come to meet us. That day Ramesh and myself, the two
great cooks(!!!!!!) decided to risk the guys lives with our cooking. It was wonderful experience as we tried to cook the dish with available resources we had.We hit to bed after receiving one more member Ganesh. It was such a memorable moment as we all guys were together after 4 years.

Day 4:(May 13th 2007)

Next day we started late after having lots and lots of chat with Ganesh and we started to Pykara dam. It was almost afternoon when we reached there. We had lunch and did not visit much places and set back to the hotel. We played cricket on a tennis court which aroused curiosity for many tourists who were our audience. It was fun playing cricket after 2 years. We had dinner early and had lots of chat sessions which were never ending. We bid adieu to Ganesh as he had to leave next day early morning.

Day 5:(May 14th 2007)

We kick started our day early enough and set to wonderful places which I never had visited in my life time. For people Ooty means just, Boat house, Botanical garden and Pykara. We decided not to venture into these places so early. We started off to Avalanche, Emerald and Upper Bhavani. These places almost awed us as looked like places in New zealand. Surprising that these places were not much known to tourists as lack of transport. Luckily we had our own vehicles to explore such areas.We arrived to a dam in upper Bhavani where powershut down is regular after 6pm. Just candle lights in a forest bunglow made us excited. Unfortunately we
decided to leave as another guy Arun had to board the bus to chennai the same evening. We rushed back in time and send him off. We had seafood dinner at a "very good" chinese restaurant. Cant forget the bearer who fooled us with the bill and also Badri who was backing him. It was fun any way. We hit back to bed after cleaning the kitchen.

Day 6: (May 15th 2007)

Today being the last day of the powerpacked tour, we had to leave the hotel early. Default destinations like Boat house and Botanical garden were left out for the day. Reached the Boat house and waited a long time to get the pedal boats. We all had a wonderful time making fun of each of the guys while pedalling. We spent around 2 hours there and sped to the botanical garden. Marvellous would be so small a word to describe the beauty of different flowers displayed from different parts of the country. No wonder we had our camera guns working all day. It was almost evening when we decided to start the journey back to Coimbatore. We reached back safely.

The tour was one of the memorable moments in my life as we had encountered many things including danger. My friends still curse me for being always available on the most wonderful thing in the world--MOBILE PHONE. Overall, good time management and planning helped us a lot in visiting all places. Thanks to Ramesh and his
bro Rajkumar for letting this happen. Wish to plan one more soon.....................

2007-03-15T06:46:00.000-07:00

The Living Legend:Kamal Hassan

It would be unfair of me if my blog passes without a single trace of the living legend Kamal Haasan. Recently Mumbai based UFO Digital Cinema Company has announced "contemporary living legend of the year 2007" to our great Universal hero. Though it is a rare honour which was awarded to Amitabh Bachan, Lata Mangeshkar, Dilip Kumar and few more previously, I feel its a bit late to bestow the honour to him. He is the only actor to have a record number of awards in his name. 171 awards in the lifetime spanning 47 years is extraordinary to hear. Though I share the same birth date as this legend, I always had a passion for his movies. His dedication towards his most lovable profession, CINEMA and his struggle to raise the par of Indian movies( not to say Tamil movies!) to an international level has always amazed me.

There once came a time when he almost refused to accept any more awards as his house was already flooded with many. Recently he was titled "Doctorate" by the Satyabama Deemed University for his passion for his work. Kamal, the humble person he is, said "Iam a illiterate person who has never crossed high school and this title has moved me to tears". He is the one person who does not make business out of his profession. He does not invest his money in any other field but Cinema. Being amidst actors who invest their "hard earned" money in real estate, complexes, theatres, marraige halls, Kamal stands out of the blue.

He is the very few actors who have acted and mastered all south indian languages and of course Hindi! There was a time where no south indian actors were well recognised in Bollywood. Kamal carved a niche for himself acting with all leading actors of his time, even with Big B.

His national awards count only 3 but people who have watched most of his movies will defintely feel he was worth many. His experimental films though bombed at the box office has always earned him "A" class audiences. His movies are no longer a commercial film. It started to teach the nuances in film making to young film makers. Each film he makes is very much different from his previous ones. He always says he wants to make a better film than his last film released, but truth is all his movies shine in their own way. Few films which did not make big were "Guna", "Anbe Sivam". Though he started as a dance assistant in early 70's he went on to play the lead roles, singing, screenplay, lyrics, story,choreography, direction, production which no other actor can just imagine. His dance talents came to limelight in movies like "Salangai Oli", "Punnagai mannan" which deserved National award obviously. Though he is an atheist, his "Anbe Sivam" came up with a different theme about love for God. He has shared his screen presence with many leading heroes like Rajnikanth, Shah rukh Khan, Amitabh Bachan, Rishi kapoor, Jayaram,Prabhu, Madhavan.

His on screen chemistry with his lead ladies is always worth mentioning. His combination with Sri Devi in yester years always made the cash registers ringing. Though he said to have more proximity over his heroines, he has always done it on the script's request. One of the few films is the suicide attempt in "Punnagai Mannan", "Mahanadhi" which needed those scenes for the story. Whatever controversy he is in, he always cares a damn and lives his life for himself rather than pretending. He is different from heroes who play heroes in "reel" life and extremely otherwise in "real" life. He has made remakes of other language films which is worth mentioning like "kuruthi Punal", "Vasool Raja MBBS" which were from hindi movies "Drohkaal" and "Munna bhai MBBS" respectively. The original director Govind Nihalni of "Drohkaal" appreciated the tamil version as "the remake which was original". Beside doing serious movies he has made many people's jaws relocated due to rib tickling comedy flicks like "Michael Madana Kama Rajan", "Tenali", "PKS", "Pancha thanthiram". His non-speaking film"Pesum Padam"(Pushpak) which made the talking made him showcase his versatile talent.

His first experimental movie was "Rajapaarvai" in which he played a blind man falling for a girl made people raise their eyebrows anxiously. His body language in each film changes according to the role he plays. His pain taking efforts for make up in "Indian"/"Hindustani" and "Avvai Shanmugi"/"Chachi 420" in which he played as a old patriot and a 60 year old woman!. For his movie "Alavandhan" he went on to get a commando training from army officers for his role in the film. He increased his body mass like a hulk for the same movie which has another psycho character which was amazing. One of the mysteries in Indian movies is still left untouched is the role of a dwarf he played in "Aboorva Sagothargal". And not to forget "Nayagan" which is a trace from "The God father" and which fetched him a National award. It was rated as one in 100 best movies of the century by the Times Magazine which is a rare honour for an Indian film. He is the first hero to convert his fan clubs to welfare clubs which still goes strong with many followers.

He has acted under almost all leading directors from Bharathiraja, K.Balachander, Mani Ratnam, Shankar, K.S Ravikumar, Singeetham Srinivasa rao, Sundar C, Charan, Suresh Krishna, P.C Sriram and himself!

His upcoming movie "Dasavatharam" is yet another milestone in which he plays 10 roles which is a record yet to be broken by any other actor. Surprisingly each role was given special attention such that he is not recognised by anyone initially. His starvation as a "Perfectionist" will be broadcasted in his big budget dream "Marudhanayagam". This movie still lying under the cans due to financial issues was inaugrated in mid 90's by none other than the British Queen which is a rare feather in his career cap. I wish I could see him doing more movies though is already more than 50. His works which was once not appreciated initially will certainly do the talking after a few years as Kamal is a legend who makes movies racing time. I wish the Thespian for the recent award for "Living Legend" which is a worthy and heart felt contribution to this Great Person!.

2007-02-03T04:08:00.000-08:00

Movie Review:
The Pursuit of HappYness:

One of the memorable movies that will linger my heart forever.An excellent heart breaking performance from Willy!Kudos for that. This was one of the true life depicted stories Will has acted after ALI. This movie is all about Chris Gardner, a struggling salesman who tries hard to sell bone density scanners for a living. His wife, desperate about the life works on a double shift for running the family. Chris has an eye on becoming a stock broker through an internship, which is difficult for a person like him. Due to this his wife leaves him along with the kid. Will fights back and gets back his son, played by Jaden Smith, Willy's real son. He has to be appreciated for his commendable performance matching his dad. Willy through hard work starts to prepare for the internship. He is forced to leave home with Jaden. His days become more miserable when he gets jailed for his car in non-parking area. His bank accounted gets empty due to tax seizures adding much misery. One such a time he stays in a toilet of a railway station for a night which shakes you altogether as he cries for the first time, having his kid sleeping beside him. He always wonders how the people around him can be so happy and he feels out of the blue. Willy has sported a different get up for this movie which exactly suits him as a struggling middle class man. He attends his internship interview straight from the jail with shabby clothes and makes the interviewers look at him so weird. There are a few good moments shared by the father and son regarding English vocabulary. Its like a gentle wind in a struggling life of Chris Gardner. The meaning of "possibly" and "probably" by Willy and the instance by son Jaden is funny and excellent.

Finally the day comes when he becomes a stock broker. Willy has surely excelled in his acting skills from previous movies. An absolute example being the last 2 minutes of the movie. His eyes turning wet after hearing the good news. The movie ends up when Will joins the happy people band on the streets on whom he wondered about their Happiness. It then becomes his HappYness!!!!! A movie not to missed and worth a watch.

2006-12-20T18:18:00.000-08:00

The Long Drive for My Graduation Ceremony:
I was packing my baggage on Friday December 15th to Sydney from Melbourne Southern Cross Railway Station. I arrived in the last few minutes to the station. Thanks to the excellent "right time" driving by my friend karthik. It was my other friend Preethi who helped me get to the train I need to board. This was my first long travel on a train to another city. I arrived in Sydney for the first time next morning at 7am. Nattu alias Natraj picked me from station to his place. I had high notions of Sydney before I landed in there. I was bit down after seeing the railway station and the nearby places. It did not strike any difference between Chennai or Mumbai and Sydney. I liked Melbourne much not because I moved in there currently.

Graduation day-Adelaide,December 20th 2006

My previous blog about Melbourne stands up prior to Sydney. Over population has created such a thought in my mind. I had a great breakfast with Uppma and yogurt prepared by Vinodha, Nattu's fiancee.The same day Hari or Harry(to his colleagues) or Nari(to me alone!) drove from Wollongong to Sydney to pick me in his brand new car Holden VIVA(not to forget the name!). We had a great lunch at Janani Restaurant, a Srilankan Cuisine which had specialist cook for Dosas. Finally said goodbye to Nattu and started with Hari to Wollongong. We reached there by 2 hours. It was a beautiful town across the Pacific belt with not much population. Hari was buzy with his official stuff and I stayed in this beautiful town for couple of days. Then on Monday the journey began. We both drove to Canberra(my first ever visit to the Capital city). I was not able to view the Parliament as it was dusk. We reached it by 11pm. Gary or Giridharan or Guitar joined us from there. It was back again with the same old friends. Both guys drove the entire 15 hours with a couple of breaks. We had a gala time mocking each other and cherishing the old memories when we all shared landing in Australia 2 years back. The road was dry and was such a hot day springing up to 40 degrees.By the time we reached Adelaide, our hub it was around 2 pm on Tuesday. It was fun to meet all the old buddies and stayed in our good old home. My room was now shared by the new inmate friends. Anand and Prakash were the ones who were expecting us, mainly Hari.

Next day was The Day for us. It was a "funny" and "cool" experience wearing all black suits and gowns on a very hot day. Thiru the professional Photographer did not let our spirits down and took marvelous pictures on the most important day of our life.

Special thanks to him. We actually owe him more. "singam" Prakash was posing with all the graduation awards evoking laughter around. Trust me! We miss all those fun times we spent the whole week. We all returned back with heavy hearts after the whole week. Even I postponed my travel once to be with them. Now getting back to the normal life, makes me feel nostalgic. At times we need a special boost up at every quarters of our life like this. Though it was short, was a memorable one.

2006-12-03T00:46:00.000-08:00

My First Australian Interview:

This was one of the blogs I was yearning to pen for long. But finally today was the day which met my utter desires. My previous blog about moving to Melbourne was justified by this blog today. My first Australian interview at Melbourne was not much of hype but I was bit excited about getting through it. Though this position was totally different from the technical stuff I gained from the universities. My interview was on for about an hour which comprised of 5 -6 questions which focussed on my previous customer service experience. I knew I would get through it easily. And finally I received the call for confirmation. My training was for 4 days and it was fun nothing much to add. Knowing about the company's offers and way to speak to customers were the main highlights. My first day was very smooth. The authentication systems awed me. Each consultant were given a fobe key which has a 6 digit number running in it randomly. It changes each minute and we should pop the digits when it changes. This was for security purposes.

A week passed and I found myself comfy in dealing with the atmosphere friendly people. If I had issues I had people who would come to my rescue. They are called SMEs. Quite number of them.I could see Indian guys doing well in the role of SMEs and Team Leaders. Sometimes I do encounter "respectful" customers who have the "F" word coming out 8 of 10 words. I learnt to be patient and my temper was tested couple of times. My accent being asian is different for the Aussies and gradually I developed to speak English in a way they could not ask, "I'm Sorry!" or "Pardon me". Hope to stick on to the job till a right one strikes my way. Its been just 2 weeks and I think I feel a bit bored about doing the same job again. But I had to gain some experience too. Hoping for the best in the near future.

2006-11-01T23:42:00.000-08:00

Melbourne For Good:

Melbourne: A bird's view

Time has taken a fast run these days may be as per my view. Now time has come to start a new dimension of life. Adelaide has been my initial hub for my entry into Australia for the past 2 years. Now its Melbourne's turn to give me a break. Or call it break my head. Life in Adelaide has been too slow which made me taking my career break a bit slow than usual. Its only in Melbourne Iam able to realise the value of time. Between lost in the midst of crowd in Melbourne, I wonder the low profiled and populated Adelaide has always kept me at bay. The vast city infrastructures has made me liking the city. I could see scores of Indian people compared to Adelaide. Never seen such a busy and happening crowd in the past two years. I was baffled by the tall buildings. Trams play a vital role in the city's transportation. Unlike Adelaide which had a couple of trams and were so punctual. I was pondering over the decision I made by coming down to Melbourne leaving my dear Adelaide. But as I believe that Survival of the Fittest can suit any place. Eventually I do get updates from Adelaide and its happenings from lots of friends. Sometimes I recollect the nostalgic moments I shared with my friends when we first arrived in Australia in 2004. Everything seemed different and we felt lost. Some guys even packed their bags the very next day fearing of survival. It lasted for a few months and now its gone. I thought I would feel the same when I land in Melbourne but Lo! this was too fast for me and I could strike the resemblence with Mumbai or Chennai.

Just last week I got the shocking updates of Indian students being attacked by local people. This racial behaviour has arised some sparks throughout Australia through the media. This happend in a "primitive"indian student community/suburb called Enfield where I used to stay. This was not common as we friends too faced such issues before. Our house was targetted mainly because we were asians. Our window panes were crashed by some mob who hurdled some pebbles or stones at the glass windows. This happened continously for 2-3 times in a week's time. We did not fail to inform the local police who cooly ignored the issue by replying that they cant send a patrol for protecting a mere 5-6 guys at that time of the night. I was so perplexed at the situation and so were my friends. But slowly the issue died down in the midst of our schedules. Now, this recent attack has a lot to count for. Two students were attacked brutally and their face was crushed. Those guys are admitted now in the hospital recovering. The Australian Government earns its revenue mainly by the overseas students and Indian students have a lion's share in it. So protecting international students is an absolute necessity. If the Government fails to take any security steps it will lose its major revenue obtained from the asian students. Flash updates from friends say that those guys are recovering and eye bleeding has stopped for one of the students. One of the local social organisation has taken responsibility to pay all the medical bills for those students. Its really a heart warming gesture inspite of the happenings. Hope no such incidents occur in future.
Melbourne which promises to be the"the place to be" is a such a happening city in the small state of Victoria. Since it is densly populated security measures are taken care of. Hope this justifies my take off from Adelaide. I would be much happy if I had a chance to return back to Adelaide, my favourite place in Australia. Even the locals awe at me when they knew Iam from Adelaide. They claim it to be the peaceful place on earth. Hope the Government takes some serious steps regarding that and give a new leash of life to international students and make them sigh for relief.

2006-09-30T02:26:00.000-07:00

The Aftermath

It is always a pleasant feeling we would like to cherish over the past time, may be days, weeks, months or years. Not all have a feel good memory over the past. Some still haunts us while some vanishes as time flies by. After spending more than a couple of years in an alien country(not really though now!) like Australia I could very well feel time has changed my nature, attitude and my thoughts. Living alone away from our dear family has made us lead a life all together. Things that I have learnt here is plenty apart from my university studies. Have never ever spent money so conditionally ever before. Learnt the true value of money here. Many of my friends who have started earning their first penny feel happy managing their own living. At times back at home in India, I have wondered why dad and mum object me in talking in phone with my friends for hours. The same which I followed here cost me money which I had to earn all by myself. Some time I can help feeling proud of earning while I study which I had never done in India.

One thing my friends here and myself can boast of is by living all by ourselves.Self cooking has taught us to save money and spend it within the restricted budget which cannot be followed in India. Sometimes it is a really lazy job but most times it is fun cooking along with friends. Now we can be overlooked as modern day "Nalan". Many have turned to be excellent cooks totally part from their professional studies. A weird feeling in India which even I had when I was there was, "Foreign country is a land of oppurtunities: everything very much aristocratic: colourful ambience:most important "money trees grown in each backyard". Phew!! I tried to explain some friends and relatives that its not the reality we face here. None believe that. Even my picture sent with a scenic background or at a beach creates waves like, " Hey! look at the picture, this guy is enjoying a lot and struggles to spend his dollars, look at that...look at this".

I used to smile while I hear the comments and when shared with my friends here, it obviously erupts a guffaw. These pictures are sent to the family to make them feel happy about us and gives them some hope that we are happy. We still need to earn our bread(not just spend from the money trees from backyard).

Friends have always changed my lifestyle in all quarters of my life. I have seen people running after money and also people rushing to help their needy friends. Has the change of country corrupted the mind? Has friendly relations just an eyewash? People shed away from people as money becomes a major part of life. Each hour is considered important. I could differentiate between people here and people in India. Both being friends, I could see myself inclined to friends in India. One thing that can be fished out of controversy is EXPECTATIONS. Even I expect a lot from my friends. I feel bad if my expectations fail. Each person trying to outdo the other person inspite of being a friend. Can I call it a healthy competition in India? Yes! I can. But I can call the "J" factor here. J=Jealousy. Other one is "expect the unexpected". I am very happy and proud of my friends who are the greatest support for me. As a coin has two sides, same is with friends here. Iam always blamed for being so emotional and sensitive. But it has helped me to be a close friend to many of my friends. Its my strength as well as weakness. It has kept my relations alive till now.

This blog defintely is not a personal outburst of my feeling. Its the same for each friend living outside India. All this urges me to rush towards my dearest country. But My commitment pauses me. Still long way to just think about return. But waiting always fascinated me. It still is. One thing is sure. The world has become Survival of the Fittest. It will still be the same in the forthcoming years. Gearing up with confidence, I wish all my fellow friends to attain their dream goals.

2006-09-05T23:14:00.000-07:00

The Art of Letting Go......

This was the best ever article I have ever read before. Please spend some time on it. You will feel relieved.

Dr. Alan Zimmerman's Comments:

Sooner or later, everyone you know will disappoint you in some way. They'll say something or fail to say something that will hurt you. And they'll do something or fail to do something that will anger you. It's inevitable.

Unfortunately, you make things worse when you stew over someone's words and deeds. When you dwell on a rude remark or an insensitive action made by another person, you're headed for deeper problems.

In fact, the more you dwell on these things, the more bitter you'll get.

You'll find your joy, peace and happiness slipping away. And you'll find your productivity slowing down as you spend more and more time thinking about the slight or telling others about it. Eventually, if you don't stop doing it, you'll even get sick.

So what should you do the next time someone betrays you?

TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR FEELINGS.

Even though the other person may be at fault, even though the other person wronged you, you are still responsible for your own feelings.

In other words, other people do not "cause" your feelings. You choose them.

For example, two different people could be told that their suggestions made at the staff meeting were "stupid and idiotic." One person may "choose" to feel so hurt that he never speaks up at any other meeting again. The other person may "choose" to feel sorry for the critic, sorry that the critic couldn't see the wisdom and necessity of her suggestions.

As long as you blame other people for your feelings, as long as you believe other people caused your feelings, you're stuck. You're a helpless victim.

But if you recognize the fact that you choose your feelings and you are responsible for your feelings, there's hope. You can take some time to think about your feelings. And you can decide what is the best thing to say or do.

Then, you've got to learn to WALK AWAY FROM DISAPPOINTMENT. It's difficult to do, but it's possible. The famous 19th century Scottish historian, Thomas Carlyle, proved that.

After working on his multi-volume set of books on "The French Revolution" for six years, Carlyle completed the manuscript and took volume one to his friend John Stuart Mill. He asked Mill to read it.

Five days later, Mill's maid accidentally threw the manuscript into the fire. In agony, Mill went to Carlyle's house to tell him that his work had been destroyed.

Carlyle did not flinch. With a smile, he said, "That's all right, Mill.These things happen. It is a part of life. I will start over. I can remember most of it, I am sure. Don't worry. It's all here in my mind. Go,my friend! Do not feel bad."As Mill left, Carlyle watched him from the window. Carlyle turned to his wife and said, "I did not want him to see how crushed I am by this misfortune."

And with a heavy sigh, he added, "Well the manuscript is gone, so I had better start writing again."Carlyle finally completed the work, which ranks as one of the great classics of all time. He had learned to walk away from his disappointment.After all, what could Carlyle have done about his burnt manuscript?

Action:Identify two people that have disappointed, hurt, or angered you. If possible, select two people towards whom you still have some bitterness.

Then ask yourself, "How does my bitterness serve me?

Am I happier holding on to it?Do I sleep better?

Is my life richer, fuller, and better because of my bitterness?"

If you find that your bitterness is hurting you, make a decision.Actually decide to let it go.Walk away from the disappointment -- which means you no longer dwell on it or talk about it.

2006-09-05T08:14:00.000-07:00

A Sad Demise!!!

I dont watch news so often. But yesterday evening I did only to find the news of " Crocodile Hunter" Steve Irvin being killed by a stingray. He was filming for a documentary and was involved in diving off Port Douglas.The man who was a brand ambassador of Australia and known to tame the world's deadliest species was killed while on such a expedition for a documentary. He was one of the greatest personalities representing Australia. His TV show "The Crocodile Hunter" is still being aired througout the world and he has a great fan following mainly kids.

Unlike other adventurers, Steve was a man in tune always with the dangerous environment. He tamed venomous snakes and Crocs as mere cats and dogs. Many objected his celebrity status for publicity stunt. But he went on to start a Zoo employing more than 500 people. He is survived by his wife and two children. He championed environmental projects like, "Steve Irvin Conservation Foundation" and "International Crocodile Rescue". His death news created ripples throughout the world. May this daring guy's soul Rest In Peace.

2006-08-26T23:04:00.000-07:00

Movie Review: Vettayadu Vilayadu

"Vettayadu Vilayadu" or VV came out of the cans and hit the screens after a long time. Though the film sufferred some financial hitches at the instant, it continued to give a false promise on its release. Its been almost 6 months the movie was given final touches. Gautham and Kamal would be cursing their gods(of course Kamal wont) for too much hurdles on the way. If I am not wrong the movie hit the floors last July 2005 and hitting the screens almost took more than a year. Though "Mumbai Express", which was Kamal's previous film failed at the box office, VV promised a much more hype on its release.

Now coming to the review, I could not still understand what made kamal sign in this movie. Though his long time penance for different movies breaks a bit in this movie. I cant find anything different in this movie except the grandeur and US locales which are a major plus point. The camera work by Ravi Verman is excellent. Gautham has taken almost 3 years to give his next movie since his last film kaaka kaaka hit the screens. That movie won him accolades as well as for Surya. But that movie 's impact is still on Gautham and the hangover is still strewn in this movie. A few examples, the police officer in that movie plays a baddie in this movie. The heroine's name is the heroine's daughter's name. The flyover in chennai is the same in this movie, even the exact place too. What made the director go for this movie? Was it Kamal? Now the movie has opened big was because of kamal obviously. The director seems to gaze under kamal's glory. The music is undoubtedly good. I was expecting a taut screenplay in a cop movie, but really disappointed. Harris has experimented a bit for this movie and the songs "Vennilave" and " Uyirile" are melodious to hear. It is still ringing in the ears.

Kamal has underplayed his role as a DCP in this movie. The costumes he wears can only fit excellently for him. None can object it. Thanks to the director for having no duets and Kamal playing in 40 plus is acceptable. The matured love between Kamal and Jo is relishing. It may be new to tamil movie after "rhythm" showing post marraige relationships. Kamalinee, though a short role does justice to the role as Kamal's wife. She being a new face to tamil looks bubbly and promising. The whole movie lacks one thing. It is the kamal's instinct. Gautham has failed to the hype caused by the movie. He in trying to give a sleek entertainer has not explained clearly certain things which you would guess while watching the movie. Daniel Balaji acts as the baddie psycho path with his friend. He has done his part well except the same impact of Jeevan in Kaaka Kaaka. He shouts throughout the movie. Not too fearing as well. Usually Kamal has the name of ghost directing each film. But sometimes I feel he has not interferred in Gautham's. The movie lacks a bit of tempo in the second half. I still dont know why Gautham does not prefer a happy ending. He "kills" Jo in Kaaka Kaaka but in this film he kills both kamalinee and Jo. It has been a curse for Jo finally being killed in Gautham's movie. But in this movie its "almost " killed. As the baddie says " Killing spree" which would suit gautham on his heroines.

Movie Pluses:

Kamal, Harris for music, Ravi verman for camera.

Movie Minus:

Screenplay, slagging second half, a few more cannot be listed.

Undoubtedly not a kamal movie. Being an ardent fan of kamal I was disappointed. But the movie can be watched once.

2006-08-26T08:20:00.000-07:00

Hello folks!!!

Iam back again from a hibernation period for almost a month....wat does a blog mean more than getting into hibernation often? I need to catch up with and stick to the rules rite??I was bit more interested in starting a THAMIZH blog soon but not getting the right tempo to start with...As a person from tamilnadu, I would rather blog in a language which iam very much comfortable with. Prior to the hibernation period I was happy about maintaining a blog which made me exhibit a few thoughts. Post hibernation I worry much and ponder over the issues not to drown in hibernation again. Its not always a positive stunt to dormant your blog for a while as you may disappoint your regular readers giving them a sudden screeeech... In that case I am fortunate to be a beginner or a blogger at the "intermediate" level or less than that to be precise. Hope I dont encourage myself much making the blog quiescent again.....

2006-07-18T19:55:00.000-07:00

Movie Review : The Kid (2000)

This movie was not a recent one as the date counts back to 2000. I got to watch it just last week and IMO it was a great one. Though it is termed as "The Kid" it is not only for the kids. It has reality strewn throughout the movie. It sticks to the tagline "Nobody ever grows up quiet like they imagined". The movie categorizes under the comedy genre and promises a hilarious entertainer. I have missed it all these years and finally caught up with it last week.

Here the movie goes. Russell Morley(Bruce Willis) is a man approaching 40 is a popular Image Consultant who runs after time and money. His frigid attitude towards life is well potrayed by the director, Jon Turteltaub. One night he hears a babble of murmurs in his apartment and comes face to face with a 8-year old kid Rusty(Spencer Breslin). All of a sudden he finds that the kid is Russell himself at a young age. He remembers his name being Rusty during his earlyhoods. He realises that its not a phantasm as he expects it to be. The kid is a naughty kid who scores equally to Bruce Willis. He asks too many questions which are no doubt makes Russell to hate him at the instant. He as a kid had always dreamt of becoming a jet flyer but ended up as an popular Consultant to all celebrities. There are certain dialogues which arise laughter and thought provoking. Like the one the kid says, "How old are you?", "Iam turing 40 within a couple of days", says Bruce. The kid comments, "That...........is...........old". After realising about the happenings Russell gets crazy and yells at the kid, "Look!I dont have time to get crazy". One more is his assistant Janet asks Russell over the phone, "How are you and hows Mini-you?".The strange thing is all the other characters are able to "see" the kid which is not logical. One more dialogue which reserves in memory is when Rusty asks,"What happens between being me and becoming you?" is such a weird one but a good one. The kid finds that Russell does not have a dog, not committed till 40 and is not able to answer questions like "Why does the moon sometimes become orange?". Russell struggles hard to answer only to wear a frown on his face. The kid sighs, "I knew I am growing upto be a loser!".

The latter part of the movie finds Russell yearning towards the good part of life. He even finds himself after 30 years who is played by an "older" looking Bruce Willis who has a family, a dog and a jet. Within a second glance the kid disappears bringing an incentive smile on Bruce who concludes, "Now I know what to do".

Those who have not watched this movie just give it a chance. You are sure to love it. It runs roughly for about 1.5 hours and which is obviously a feel-good movie. Once the movie ends we could feel and remember "the Kid" in us. Good work by the movie team.

[Image Courtesy: Disney Pictures]

2006-07-12T04:10:00.000-07:00

Black Tuesday

Today morning, many would have woken after a good night sleep. I had a very good one without knowing what had prevailed in the previous evening in Mumbai. Yes!The City is targeted again for raising communal violence. My heart struck in my throat after reading the news headlines in The Hindu.

[Image Courtesy:The Hindu]

The serial bomb blasts in the city's suburban trains have taken the death toll to 190 and wounded were recorded close to 450. The blasts started after 6.20pm in a suburban train from Churchgate to Borivali. Churchgate being one of the terminals for many suburban trains was targeted during the peak hour as most of the civilians take a halt or change to a different train from that terminus. Mumbai, being the commercial capital of India was targeted by some militant outfits to attract global attention. This Tuesday is a Black Tuesday for the people of Mumbai. There were totally 7 blasts out of which 4 were in the First class compartments which was located in middle to cause a major casualty. Since it was a monsoon day, police had a tough time locating the bodies due to the early darkness of the season. The next blasts were reported from Matunga, Mahim,Bandra, Borivali, Jogeshwari and Mira road.

My deep heartfelt condolences to the families of the deceased. I pray to God to give the family members the strength to bear the demise of their dear ones. Whoever involved in this brutal killings are condemned. Their act is trying to disturb the national integrity and weaving seeds of fear of the people of Mumbai. This terror act should be a personal grief for each INDIAN. We all should join hands and keep the militants a major setback by not spreading the communal violence like wild fire. Mumbai has already taken many blasts in its heart for the past couple of decades. Being indians our role is to remain united throughout this rough phase. Our country has to be saved from terrorism. Praying that no more such happenings would occur anywhere in the country following Mumbai.

[Courtesy: The Hindu]

2006-07-10T20:40:00.000-07:00

The Home

I was wide awake at 7am. My eyes gazed through my bedroom window to be struck by the pale morning sunrays. Today is Monday. The day has come finally. My heart was beating with guilt each second. Am I doing wrong? or Am I right?. Just then the bedroom door creaked to open. Ramya, my wife entered with coffee. She was bit more happy today than usual and she pretended she was not. She tried hard to bring a gloominess in her face and failed. "Hope you remember what's today?", she asked. I looked her straight into her eyes. Her eyes could not meet mine and drooped down at the floor. "How can I forget? Today we need to send my mother to The Home for the aged". "I think we are running short of time and should start before 8am. Athai(mother-in -law) has just got up and gone for a shower. It is you to get ready soon. I have prepared breakfast specially made for her with all her favourites. Get up dear!".

I smiled to myself. My heart was heavy than usual. I got up. "Can we still reconsider the decision Ramya? She has no one except me. How will she be all alone herself without a moral support?". Ramya's face changed a bit pale. "Vishal! Do you think Iam happy in taking this decision? I know it is hard for you. But she has not changed a bit. You know the turmoil between us. You are busy with your office but I need to stay with her the rest of the day till you get back home. Her words prick me each time and I feel really bad. You have seen my mother and how silent is she in my brother Aravind's place. Not a complaint about her. Why can't your mum be like mine? By any chance I dont want to pick on Athai and that would hurt her. So better she is kept away for some time. She may realise her mistakes and call us again. Then I would be happy to take her back home. The place is not far and just a hour drive. We can visit her anytime we want. Moreover this is just for temporary. We spoke to her last week and she agreed for that and now why do you start it again?". Agreed???? Did my mum agree??Last week when we started this to mum, I could not see her face and was talking with my eyes on the ground. She was forced by Ramya to agree. I was helpless at the situation. My mum was gazing at me whether I would object. But of vain.

The same night after Ramya slept, I creeped to my mum's bedroom and sat by her feet to apologise. I tried to weep silently as possible cautioning never to wake her up. What if she has not slept? Yes! She was wide awake. She got up and sat beside me. I tried to look at her face but my tears found no barrier and my shoulders started shaking. However my mum's face was calm and she put her arm over me and smiled at me. This was really more unbearable. She patted me and said, "Dont worry! Everthing is for good. I know how you feel. Dont cry. Anyway The Home is not far off. You have promised me to visit me each weekend. That is enough for me. Iam not angry on Ramya. She is a young girl. Dont show hatred to her because of this. That would be a favor for your mother. Now get back and catch some sleep". My head started aching and somehow got back and hit my bed.

"Have you finished taking bath? It is getting late. Are you sleeping inside the bathroom"-Ramya. I came out and had my breakfast with mum for the last time. I know this would probably be the last time as I know Ramya's intentions of not having my mum back. This is not a temperory plan. I knew it. No one spoke anything over the dining table. Ramya was serving my mum very happily as she treats a guest. My anger rose but had to remain quiet. As usual I was not able to utter a word and see mum's face.

I started loading mum's luggages in the car's boot. My mum came out and heaved a heavy breath of sigh. She got in the car. Ramya sat in the front along the driver seat. I locked our home and started the car. After passing a few streets the car hit the Highway and the car sped towards North. Ramya turned back slowly, "Athai!We will visit you often and all necessary luxuries are made for you in The Home. You wont feel lonely as there are many people out there and you will feel a happy and calm environment". My mum calmly in turn, "Thank you very much Ramya" said that with an incentive smile. This pricked me more. That smile had heaps of meanings. Ramya did not know what to speak next and turned back. After a hour of travel we finally reached The Home. It was a beautiful place and a large building with just the ground floor. The garden was maintained beautifully and I could see some old people relaxing in the benches. They all rose up from their seats with curiosity to find their new inmate. We parked the car in the parking lot behind and carried all the luggages to the reception. Mum and Ramya followed me. The Receptionist smiled and greeted us and took the details and asked us to wait in the waiting room. Mum and myself moved slowly towards the waiting hall following my wife. Suddenly Ramya stopped, her eyes fixed on something. I was wondering what was that. I followed her eye trail and my heart almost stopped.

There sitting in the corner waiting room was Aravind, Ramya's brother, his wife Archana and their beloved mother. Aravind was speechless when he saw us all. My mum sat behind Ramya's mum who started to sob on my mum's shoulders. Aravind looked at Ramya who was still in a state of shock, "Ramya!Mum and Archana are not in good terms. I felt a little bit change would favor both and came to leave mum here for a few days. Just Temporarily!!!!

The End.
A Short Story.

[I know that many would feel the story as an very very old issue. But can anyone swear that the in-laws problems have ended completely?. Moreover the story being old wine in new bottle/(may be old bottle too). But this is almost a true incident and names involved are changed on purpose]

2006-07-09T19:14:00.000-07:00

Orkut

I was introduced to this wonderful community a couple of months back. And truly amazing how many old friends I have lost touch for years were back in touch. I could realise that I was topping up my friends list day by day and was able to retain all their contacts through Orkut. Iam very much thankful for my friends who introduced it to me. But at the same time its a time consuming sweet poison. I hope my friends go with my stand. I almost lost a day on Orkut when introduced to me within a couple of days. My joy knew no bounds as I found friends whom I thought would never meet again my life. Slowly Orkut has become a part of my internet life along with emails, blogs, chat, movie reviews. I even found in a recent blog that the person who started this, Orkut Büyükkökten is a Turkish engineer working in Google is to become the richest person in the world by 2009 due to the bucks he earns for each person getting introduced and so on. But that is an amazing fact soon to become true in 2009. India is in third on the list on the number of users next to Brazil and US which is second(true!!!). I hope to find some more "lost" friends soon and push many into it. As the saying in Tamil goes, "Yaam Petra Inbam Peruga Ivvayagam"(meaning: the joy I received should be shared throughout the world).

2006-07-08T23:36:00.000-07:00

Hello Everyone!!!
Welcome to my blog. I was yearning to start a blog for long and was pondering over which issue should i focus upon. I always had a passion for cinemas. Wait! Did i say cinemas??? hmmm I was right. I loved them on the technical grounds like the angles in cameras used and the type film rolls involved. One of passions I had was on photography in films. I would rather give a higher rating to the director of photography than the casting crew. One such legend I wondered the most was P.C Sreeram. I saw his recent interview in Vikatan. Man! he has an other side too. A person who loves to be silent and his films make the speaking. I wondered how come a calm guy like him went on to pull the box office with his Kuruthipunal. Music always plays a vital role in movies and producing a movie without a song is really a daring act. What else does he need when he had a stalwart working with him in the movie called Kamal Haasan. P.C's work in Alaipayudhe is still appreciated for the colours he painted in the movie. I had to watch the movie a couple of times especially the songs for his creative works and only then I dealt with the story. I did not realise that my first blog is turning to be a movie review!! I wanted to initiate something interesting and found my passion for fine arts very interesting. Thank you for spending time in pouring over my first post. Lets keep rocking!!!