Saturday, December 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
He : "Oh, you don't have to be bothered."
She: "Are you nuts?
He : "Hey, there's nothing to be scared of. This is what people do!”
She: “I know. Guys are always like this” *sighs*
He : “Hey dear, please…”
She: “You don’t have to beg like this. Just think about it once”
He : “Yaa, I did think. It is perfectly fine"
She: "Did u even forget that I'm elder to you?"
He: "I'm sure its ok"
She: "How can it be ok?? What would the world talk about it? That too on the christmas eve"
He : "Why do you have to think about the world. It always talks"
She: "No way, I am not doing it"
He : "Hey, I'm sure it'll remain a secret between us"
She: "Secret. How come? Somebody in the house would definitely see us"
He : "Nope. I'll make sure that nobody sees. You don't have to think this much"
She: "How can I not think?"
He : "Just look at me once. It is me who's asking"
She: "That’s what is making me think"
He : "Please…"
She: "Are u sure it'll be only once?"
He : "I swear to God, it'll be only once"
She: "You sure we'll not get into any trouble later?
He : "No, not at all. I'll even forget that we did something like this"
She: "Ok then. Just this once. Lets do it"
He : "Yes!!!"
And the kids arranged the stool and started stealing the christmas candies from atop the fridge.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
"Long time, no C!"
PS : In the name of lord, I assure I won't write lame technical mokhais here after in my blog and I assure that I will not become a dork!!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Daniel Craig is fortunate “Casino Royale” came out first. Not that one can be separated from the other – a problem – as “Solace” begins one hour after the other ends.
“Royale” was a huge bet that won big. It had everything a Bond film should have – action, intrigue, sex appeal, wit, gadgets, dastardly villains, surprises – plus some actual honest-to-God love for 007. Vesper, played by French model Eva Green, brought a twinkle to this new Bond’s blue eyes.
That twinkle is a busted Christmas light in “Solace.” You see it once or twice in the 106-minute film – A glimmer of hope! Maybe this will get good! - then it’s back to steel.
This is a revenge film served cold, but I can’t say that was the best way to serve it. This Bond rivals Buster Keaton for The Great Stone Face. There’s no emotion, no connection, almost no reprieve from his Terminator visage. The result is a film at arm’s length that tries to compensate for its lack of personality with fight scene after chase scene after explosion after shootout all with blurred camera shots and superfast cuts.
There have been 22 Bond films so far and many formulas have emerged, including two women for our man: One who becomes his sidekick, one he uses and loses. Sometimes a woman is able to rise above the baggage of “Bond girl.” Halle Berry stole “Die Another Day” from Pierce Brosnan (and saved the film entirely) and Eva Green’s chemistry with Daniel Craig in “Casino Royale” forged the truest Bond.
Can’t say the same for the Bond girls this time. (Although neither is Denise Richards/Christmas Jones, I'll give them that.) Olga Kurylenko plays Camille – the sidekick – who has some back story about her family being killed by a Bolivian general. So she’s in this for revenge as well, but her plight is even more removed from his. At least fans will have met Vesper.
“Solace” gives us a villain (Mathieu Amalric), who looks like a normal guy and even runs a company called Greene Planet. We have a sinister group called Quantum which has people “everywhere,” but not only does M not know anything about them, I still don’t quite get it. (Please don’t return to Quantum next time. Please. Let it go.)
“Quantum of Solace” is so hell-bent on being retro with its outdated opening credits (not a fan of the song by Jack White and Alicia Keys) and back-to-basics format, it feels like regression. It’s a bad fit. The old model worked (occasionally) for the other Bonds because they were more … Bond-ish.
That’s what made Craig such a revelation. People gasped and clutched their pearls at first, because he didn’t fit the mold. Blond hair? Blue eyes? That scrappy loner who just looks like he’s going to hit me but gives a crooked schoolboy grin to the ladies? But that ended up his strength. He’s our Bond for the 21st century. An unpolished antihero for a post-Bourne world. (Sorry, it was inevitable the other B name would come up.)
At this point, you have to do more than send him around the world in fancy boats and hotels. You have to do more than have him beat up the bad guys. From Bourne to Batman, we’ve got our stoic tough guys covered.
In “Casino Royale,” Daniel Craig proved 007 was still relevant. Still fresh, still fun. His best points are rendered moot in “Solace,” which is more interested in playing out Bond’s expressionless “inconsolable rage” than actually entertaining the audience.
This isn’t a Bergman film: Bond can search his soul on his own time. Bring back that wit, that sparkle - that raw, dangerous, vulnerable guy we bet on a couple of years ago. He was a winner.
In fact I slept for about ten minutes during the movie and this was so un-bond-ish, they had to remind us that this is a BOND movie by running the QOS-opening credits at the end...
And last but not the least - there was no - "I'm Bond, James bond" in this movie.. Is there anything more I need to say?
Rating : 2.3/5
Verfdict : Don't watch. Let there be Casino Royale :)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Being away from home is one of the most bugging things in life, barring the case of honeymoon ofcourse. It gives you so many things to take care of; responsibilities you'd be proud if your child had, but really not interested in having them yourself. It is said that it transforms a boy into a man. But for people like me, who've already been through this transformation and all geared up for a honeymoon, it doesn't really matter
Language is a small barrier, not because I do not know English. I infact know English well, the only problem being that the people here do not know the English that I know!
Bachelors are generally pathetic, giving the picture of a slum dwelling (minus the colour TV if you were thinking of a slum area from Tamil Nadu). But here, they are super well maintained. Though the bathrooms are common, we generally do not face a problem since Arjun Singh has not yet introduced reservations in this segment. If that happens, I'll have to keep one leg outside while taking bath I believe. And then one washing machine per aprtment, which 32 of us use till the coil burns
It is supposed to be summer here in Chicago. But infact it was iraining heavily for few days recently. (nallavanga irukkara edathula ellam mazhai peyyumaam, so no wonder) and continued to do so for a week, after which things are hetting warm here. After having faced the heat in Madurai and Madras, I should'n be saying Chicago is hot blah blah.. :)
The meteorological department here is doing a spectacular job. They predict and it happens.
Its so unlike Indian predictions. I was in Bombay few months back and they predicted extremely heavy rainfall there from the 6th of June(let me assume the date coz im not sure abt the date :).) The rains stopped on the night of 5th June. Since then, the sun was shining brightly as if the heads of thousands of Deve Gowdas are being used as reflectors here. I strongly recommend the Government to stop investing the money in Met Dept and instead start a matchmaking (not sivakasi theepetti match) forum which would be a lot more profitable. Or it can even be used for other useful purposes like teaching Arjun Singh simple mathematics - percentages in particular. I mean, the forecasting is so bad that it stops raining even during monsoon! Namma sattelites ellam what doing? Seriya dhaan irukka? Or Baakistan Deeviravathigal hack pannitaangala?? I am going to try scribbling INSAT 1A, INSAT 1B etc on Saneeswaran kovil sevuru to help them function properly. Edho nammaala mudinjathu.
Food here is terribly monotnous! Though we make variety of dishes! Confusing rite? Well, this will make the statement clearer. We make sambar with carrot one day ;potatoes - second day; keep the same for the third day; and even then there might be more sambar left which can be used as Manja Thanni for aththai ponnus to pour on mama payyans, without requiring any further dilution.On 4th day we keep rasam which runs for two days. Pathetic :) :( .
For morning breakfast I have a technologically advanced cereals. It provides me with iron,vitamin(s),calcium along with hunger in two bladdy hours. Here ppl dont eat apicy food. Even the FIRE SAUCE (Fire sause is the 'mirchi'est sause here) in TACO-BELL ( a mexican restaurant) is sweet to me. If I continue to eat this american food my tonugue will soon be having RIP embossed on it, for sure.
Girls are one of the main reasons why people do not wish to leave Chicago! Being from down south, I was under the impression that girls always prefer to wear churidhaars. But there seems to be a blanket ban on such costumes in Chicago. So far I have seen girls only in T-Shirts, that too ones which are a couple of sizes smaller! Also, "sleeveless" here means "nearly topless" for most, which is nothing but our Sudermani banian in Tamilnadu. Malls like Spencers and City Centres are thus of no necessity here. Since we have a B-School, Engineering College, Arts College and School in the same campus, I get to see people from all age groups and all walks of life, from around the globe . Edho naan nallavana irukkarthaala naan undu en velai undu-nu irukkaen....!
One thing which I miss majorly is being out of touch with whats happening around!! Reading news online is kinda irritating but I gotta get used to it I guess Inga TV nahi. TV-ey irundhaalum Gabtun movies arumai eppadi puriya veppaen ivangalukkellam?! Those of you who are still around checking this blogspace, HELP!! How do you guys stay up to date with clowns like TR and periya thalais like Gabtun? This info me definitely need to continue blogging
Anyways amidst all these matters I do get time to study. Test vecha how much u getting-nu enna paathu ppl asking!! Periya insult!! In my four years of college life nobody has dared to ask me the portions even! And Oh God.. I miss my tutors from back at home... Dada, Pooka, Jumbo where are you!?! I even tried to learn talking to my cell phone.. NO USE !! hmmm... Enna panna poren nu therla..
And machas and machis - I miss you all a lot :)
One important matter. I am the Shanmuga Bharathi B..Tech in IT officially! Arrear vekkama 4 years. Aatha I am the pass!!
Two impoertant matter ;) Im in Chicago doing my Master's degree in Management in Information Systems.
Note : Before I officially put up a "I am back" board out here, I need some vetti websites. Till then ippadi mokkai blog-a poattu bore adippaen
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
MY BLOG TURNED ONE :) :) :)
[Now, got the mokai in the pic :) ?]
I know my friends ,though they arent that good critics, are fervent readers of this blog.. Thanks for all the support :) I'll come back with the Dasavatharam's Review.Keep reading :) :)
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Kalai Mattum (Hariharan)Hariharan sings this song with his usual relish. . The Arabic mix with the violin is interesting. This is possibly the best song of the album. With the glimpse of the picturisation , I guess this will be the first song of the movie and its a sure chart-buster. Vaali has done a commendable jod in penning the lyrics.
This is a peppy song sung by Kamal himself. This is the only song I could hum after listening to the full album. Mahalakshmi supports him with her vocals and does a good job at it . The rhythm is decent and this is a typical Himesh song with the high pitch and heavy bass. Vairamuthu's lyrics get philosophical through-out. :)
Mukunda Mukunda (Sadhana Sargam , Kamal Hassan)
This song is a devotional song. It is very pleasing to the ear and definitely not bad but again it is not mind blowing either. It was tooooo slow and was testing my patience. I was searching for the next button in my remote towards the end but then I heared some hideous voice of an old lady. Macha, athu namma thala :) I liked this song instantly :) But still this song has some similarities with "Konjum mainakkale" of Kandukonden Kandukonden.
Vaa (Shalini Singh)
A song to prove this is Himesh's album. A perfect sucker.
Oh Sanam (Himesh and Mahalakshmi Iyer)
This is a remix version of the song with the same title sung by Kamal Hassan. If you din like the original song by kamal, listen to this. This is soo worse that you'll start liking the original. :)
I am lost as to why Kamal did not go with the very talented music directors in the south. What happened to his Ilayaraja?? He couldve created the Hey Ram or Virumandi magic again. Rehman must have been busy but I think even the new comers G.V Prakash or Yuvan would have done a better job than Himesh. Why not Vidyasagar? Think Anbe Sivam man!! I was not thrilled even with one of the songs even though I would not call any of them bad . The expectation from a kamal Hassan movie is very high and the budget of this movie requires a terrific music score but the score by Himesh even though it is good does not blow you away .
Sunday, March 30, 2008
TAOISM - "if you understand shit, it isn't shit"
HINDUISM - "this shit happened before"
CONFUCIANISM - "confucious say 'shit happens'"
BUDDHISM - "shit will happen to you again"
ZEN - what is the sound of shit happening?"
ISLAM - "if shit happens it is the will of Allah"
SIKHISM - "leave our shit alone"
JEHOVA'S WITNESS - "knock knock, shit happens"
ATHEISM - "i didn't believe this shit"
AGNOSTICISM - "can you prove that shit happens?"
CATHOLICISM - "if shit happens, you deserve it"
PROTESTANTISM - "shit happens, amen to that"
JUDAISM - "why does shit always happen to us?"
ORTHODOX JUDAISM - "so shit happens, already"
TELEVANGELISM - "send money or shit will happen to you"
HARE KRISHNA - "shit happens rama rama"
NATION OF ISLAM - "don't take no shit"
NEW AGE - "visualize shit happening"
SHINTOISM - "you inherit the shit of your ancestors"
HEDONISM - "i love it when shit happens"
SATANISM - "sneppah tihs"
CAPITALISM - "this is MY shit"
FEMINISM - "men are shit"
EXISTENTIALISM - "what is shit, anyway?"
SCIENTOLOGY - "if shit happens, see Dianetics p.137"
MORMONISM - "excrement happens"(don't say shit)
BAPTISM - we'll wash this shit right of you"
MYSTICISM - "this is really weird shit"
VOODOO - "shit doesn't just happen - we make it happen"
MYSTICISM - "this is really weird shit"
DISNEYISM - "bad shit doesn't happen here"
COMMUNISM - "lets share the shit"
MARXISM - "you have nothing to lose but your shit"
CONSPIRACY THEORISM - "THEY shit on us!"
PSYCHO-ANALYSIS - "tell me about your shit"
DARWINISM - "survival of the shittiest"
SUICIDAL - "i've had enough of this shit"
OPTIMISM - "shit won't happen to me"
TREKISM - "to boldly shit where no-one has shit before"
SHAKESPEAREAN - "to shit or not to shit, that is the question"
DESCARTES - "I shit therefore I am"
FREUD - "shit is a phallic symbol"
LAWYERS - "for enough money; I can get you out of shit"
ACUPUNCTURIST - "hold still or this will hurt like shit"
DOG - "i just shit therefore i am"
CAT - "dogs are shit"
MOUSE - "oh shit! a cat!"
POLITICALLY CORRECT - "internally processed, nutritionally-drained biological output happens"
EINSTEIN - "shit is relative"
FAMILY GATHERING - "relatives are shit"
MATERIALISM - "whoever dies with the most shit, wins"
VEGETARIANISM - "if it happens to shit, don't eat it"
FATALISM - "oh shit, it's going to happen"
ENVIRONMENTALISM - "shit is biodegradable"
AMERICANISM - "who gives a shit?"
STATISTICIAN - "shit is 84.7% likely to happen"
HIP-HOP - "motherfuck this shiznit, beeatch!"
TANTRISM - "fuck this shit"
CYNICISM - "we are all full shit"
SURREALISM - "fish happens"
WICCA - "you can make shit happen but shit will happen to you three times"
NOTE: Though there are lot to talk about from recent times, this shitting post was composed long back.
WAIT FOR FURTHER ATTRACTIONS
/*"Chinna pasanga naanga...*/
/*"A lot CAN happen over a cup of coffee*/
/*"Documentation sucks"*/ etc, :)
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Intha pic la irukka pasangalukkum enakkum equal vayasu dan irukkum.. Nan enna pantu irukken.. ivanga ena pantu irukanga?? Erumayoda erumaya kulichuttu irukanga..!! Life la ethuna kavala or commitments irukka? Sugavaasigal illa? All they know is merriment. But this leaves me again with a complex qustion which is intriguinly the answer for the questions of "what is the truth?" that ive been talking just a few lines before...
"If you could be happy. Really happy with ultimate merriment. for just a while, but you know from the start that it would end in misery and bring pain afterwards, would you choose to have that happiness or would you avoid it, for happiness being the only result of truth?? "
PS : After so much of introspection I drenched myself twice that evening. Once on the way to Lava's home and once on the way to mine. That really was a terrible day :)
Friday, March 7, 2008
If 2 puffs of Wills = Smokings a cigarette; yes.
Crashed a friend's car?
No only mine.
Stolen a car?
Dozens of times!( In GTA of course)
Been in love?
Yes, once. :p
Many a times :)
Been in a fist fight?
Once in high school. came back home with a swollen cheek but managed to give him a black eye too.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?
Nope. I never wish to be either.
Gone on a blind date?
I am not into blind dates, have enough worries on my mind already...
Yeah always :)
Been on a plane?
Yep. Once during my UKG and after a longtime then, few months back. Nauseating!!
Seen someone die?
Yes. I don't think I have ever felt terrible as much as I did then.
Been to Canada?
Not yet but very soon. :)
Purposely set a part of yourself on fire?
I am weird but I ain't stupid!
I want to someday.
Met someone in person from the Internet?
Sounds exciting. But nope. Im no Tom hanks :)
Taken pain killers?
I live on 'em
Flown a kite?
Yes, but I am very bad at at it.
Built a sand castle?
Yeah. Im not those kids who dont know what pacha-kuthirai is. I lived my childhood days :)
Gone puddle jumping?
Cheated while playing a game?
That's all I have mostly been.
Fallen asleep at work or school/college?
Never in school, it was way too fun to do that. But in college,Yes. Some of our leturers are walking talking sleeping pills. So cant help it.
Slept beneath the stars?
Yeah many times :)
Yes, of my innocence :)
When have I not?
Won a contest?
Once in a while, yes..
Run a red light/stop sign?
I love to do that :)
Been suspended from school?
Does being suspended from college count? If yes, then yes :)
Been in a car accident?
Once...no.. twice... err... no may be thrice.. I lost count
Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night?
I like ice cream but that's going way off the limit! Only Sundi can do that :)
Walked the streets drunk?
Hmmm... I dont remember..
Had déjà vu?
Many times. (Why do I feel I have posted this before?)
Danced in the moonlight?
Naan aada ready.. kooda yaar adrathu?
Witnessed a crime?
Ive done it myself
Squished barefoot through the mud?
I am lost most of the time.
Been on the opposite side of the country?
No. But soon, yes :)
Swum in the ocean?
Cried yourself to sleep?
Played cops and robbers?
I wanted to be a constablw when I was a kid :) Yeah , Constable...
Paid for a meal with only coins?
We once paid 173 rupees and 75 paise in CCD.
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Cant help it
Made prank phone calls?
Lots and lots! Best one was when me and my friends called up to some X (female) and asked "Unga veetla mixy nalla odutha?" When she said "yes" we said "Appo pinnadiye odunga!!" :)
Lots when I was a kid. Id love to do it even now, aana :(
Bonfire on the beach?
Cheated on a test?
Yeah ;) College ku vanthu nan kathukita urupadiana matter ithuthan
I had been walking for what seemed like half an hour. Though I was quite sure I was alone on the road, I kept having the eerie feeling of being watched. I stopped and looked around but saw nothing unusual. I started walking again keeping my eyes and ears open for any sign of unwanted company.
Within a few minutes, I was in front of the gate to my house. Just as I opened the gate, a cold wave of air swept past me. I felt a shiver run down my spine. I had never felt such coldness even in the severest of winters. I thought it best to get inside the warmth and solitude of my home and enjoy a quiet cup of coffee in front of the fireplace. I entered and proceeded towards the kitchen to make some coffee. As I was in the process, I glanced outside through the window. For a moment I felt sure I had seen the rosebush move even though there seemed to be no trace of any wind blowing. Just to make sure, I opened the front door and stepped outside. Ice cold air stung my face. Again I had an uneasy feeling of being watched. But somehow I was aware that I had nothing to be afraid of it, whatever it was. Maybe it was afraid of me. I smiled at the thought. How could something which I couldn’t even see be afraid of me? I spoke in the gentlest voice I could muster, "Don’t be afraid. You can come inside if you want to. It’s pretty cold out here." For a while I waited, hoping for something to happen but nothing did. I went back inside but kept the door open in case it changed it's mind. I sat down by the fire and waited…
Bright sunlight forced me to open my eyes. My neck was stiff since I had fallen asleep on the chair. It was about 7 A.M. I got up and closed the door. As I pushed aside the curtains, I saw something written on the condensed dew on the window pane, 'Love me, Love me, Love me'.
I got the news of Abhishek's death a few hours later. The cause of his death was uncertain. Before dying, he had scribbled a note on a piece of paper with his blood. It read, 'She was mine'.
Even then I was thinking about the thing.The thing that I felt yesterday night had definitely come inside the house. I couldn’t see it but I felt it by the coldness around me. It would turn up in every corner of the house. Till now it had never shown its bodily form. Many a times, I would find the same thing written at random places with blood, 'Love me, Love me, Love me'.
One night I was sitting by the fire after dinner reading the papers. As I put down the papers, I was taken aback to see a woman sitting in front of me. She wore white clothes and even her skin was as white as snow. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her deep blue eyes stared at me with deep anticipation. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I got up and went near her. As I extended my hand to touch her face, a cold wave of air swept passed me and she disappeared. At that moment, I realized who she was.
After this incident, she started showing herself more often. I would find her staring at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers with what clearly was a smile on her face. But more often, I would find her sitting on her favorite chair; the chair I had sat the night she had followed me home. I started calling her Jynx. I would sit for hours in front of the fire at night, talking to her. I poured down my deepest secrets and desires out to her. I had no idea why I was doing this but something told me I had to, as if I had no other choice. I would go on for hours without a single word from Jynx. Eveytime I looked at her, a thought crossed my mind, 'I was falling in love with her, falling in love with a spirit'.
Weeks passed by without me getting out of my house. By now, I had got used to the coldness around me. It had become my habit to wish Jynx goodnight when I went to sleep. She would sit beside me the whole night and I would find her staring at me when I woke up in the morning. One night, I was sitting by the fire. Jynx, as usual was at her favourite chair staring at me. As I looked at her, the look in her eyes told me that she wanted me to come close to her. I walked over to her and extended my hand towards her. Then, as I had expected, she extended her hand and put it over mine. I felt my hand freeze. The coldness around me increased. My head started spinning. I fell down and as I felt myself losing consciousness, I muttered out the words – 'I love you'.
The next night, I invited a friend to dinner. After dinner, we were sitting by the fire. Jynx was sitting on her favourite chair, staring at Ganesh.
"It’s so cold in here...", Ganseh was saying.
"You look so tired. You should take a vacation."
"I...can’t go." I said looking at Jynx. "I have work here."
Jynx was still staring at Ganesh.
"What happened to your hand?"
"Nothing. Just burnt it." I had tried to hide my hand but Ganesh had seen the bandages.
"Well, I must be going now. It’s pretty late. By the way, do you have any idea what exactly could’ve happened with Abhishek?"
"I have no idea." I knew what had happened but if I told him he would think I was crazy.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Innikku kalaila nan collegeku valakkam pola late a ponen. Aana inniku valakkam pola latea kelambala.. Athukku karanam oru ponnu... Odane thappa nenaikka padathu.. Oru kutti ponnu.. Ava avaloda appa oda bike la poittu iruntha.School ku , Obviousa. Mani 8:40 irukum.. Goripalayam signala pathen. That appa tried to reach the center of his back for scratching. He couldn reach. Odane antha kutti illa? Chinnama kaiya kuvichu sorinju vitta :) Apram avaloda appava irukkkkkkkkkkkkkama katti pudichutta :) To be frank that was the greatest hug in the human history ever :) :) pakarappo enakke avlo santhoshama irunthathu.. Antha appa ku evlo santhoshama irunthurukkum? Morning traffic la horn sathathukku nadula ipdi oru priyamana hug.. A hug so pure, so divine, so true..
So nan enna pannen? College ku poratha maranthuttu antha ponna follow pannitu poi photo eduthuttu irunthen... Avlo kallam illatha lovea nan "paathu" romba naal aachu :) so din wanna miss it.. Class la attendance pona poitu pothu.. ithellam miss panna mudiyuma?? Never..
So from Goripalayam I followed and captured the love into my MOTORAZR V3i :) near therkkuvasal church :) See the love...
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Humans aren't afraid to die...they are afraid to be forgotten after death. But Sujatha wont have that problem. Atleast till I die.
Who can bring back the finesse of "Katrathum Petrathum" or "Kanayazhiyin kadaisi pakkangal??"
I dont have words to express the grieve I feel..... But makkal ellarum naan MBBS padichurukken, BE padichirukken, B Tech padichurukken , B Com padichurukken nu solvangalla... Nan perumaya sollippen... Nan Sujatha Padichurukken.... neraya padichurukken... I have nothing more than this pride as homage to this legend.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
This post is to announce that the 1000th hitter will be treated by the owner of this blog.
You may type in your name in the shout box ....
Batty count down starts...
Loser in my own eyes
I question my own beliefs
I am just another loser wasting my time
1. Put your MP3 player/Media player on shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song. no matter what.
I put both my Media Player and mind in 'shuffle' mode and this is what emerged. I am really really old fashioned and extremely random in hearing songs. I might just put you people to sleep with my choices.So, here goes the soporific.
IF SOMEONE SAYS “HOW ARE YOU",YOU SAY?
"Lose yourself " by Eminem
Good for a start.
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
“Numb.......” by Linkin Park
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
“Madurai Veeran thaane......” by Paravai Muniamma
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
“Amrican Pie...” byDon McLean
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
“Ammadi Aathaadi....” by Yuvan/Simbu/TR/Perarasu
Issshhhhhh...... Honesty bites....
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
“Kal Ho Na Ho........” by Sonu Nigam and Alka Yagnik
Great. I love this shuffle.
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
"Ooru vittu orru vanthu..." by Ilayaraja
Enna koduma saravanan ithu?
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
“Starry Starry night........” by Don McLean
One of my favorite songs.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
"Bunty Aur bubli..." by Blazee Rap
hmmm... it makes no sense...
WHAT IS 2+2?
“Compicated...." by Avril Lavigne
Ha ha ha!!! I know...
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
“Raasaathi en usuru ennathilla..."by AR Rahman..
Could have been a more apt song... :)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
“Tumko dekhaa to yeh khayal ayaa.......” by Jagjit Singh.
See. Ghazals make sense. And they are punctual.
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
“Oru naal oru kanavu athai naan.." by Ilayaraja/Jesudas
Just my luck!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Jurassic Park OST!!
Read it as - BIG :)
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
“Kanda naal mudalai..." By Yuvan
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
“Jaane Kyun log pyar karthe hain..." By Shankar Ehsaan Loy
Dai paavigala... pottu kuduthutingala???
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
“Thaai Manne vanakkam...” By ARR
Ha ha ha.... Imagine me in pattu veshti and sattai, dancing to this song.. ketta comedy
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
“Unakkena Iruppen..." By Joshua Sridar
May be this is to my wife... Touching :
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
"Malai malai malai maruda malai...." by Deva
Ithukkellam naan porupilla.. Sue my Itunes...
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
“ Road Trippin'.." by Red Hot chilli peppers
Ive never been to a road trip.. :( God, is this your way of letting me know that ive wasted all these years?? Nan enna seya??
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
"Namma kaatula Mazha peyuthu.." yuvan
WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
"Kuchi kuchi rakkamma..." Bombay,ARR
Cool,I loved doing this... :)
Monday, February 11, 2008
Finally, the day has arrived. Valentine's day has been gaining importance gradually and by now it is one of the most important days on a calendar. Beaches, parks, coffee shops, discotheques and restaurants are inundated with people and gift shops are stacked up with loads of gifts. It has become a festival of its own kind.
Valentine's Day, however, is the most irritating for somebody who is single. Good guess.. thats me . This blog is to help out all you guys who are dying to get over the gloom which surrounds you on this very day. You can be as happy as they are, cheer up. Read through this FAQ and who knows, by the end of the day you may actually find a valentine!
What is Valentine's day?
Just a special day to express your love to anybody. Just tell them you love them. You can go straight to your mom and say, "I love you". However, if you are hell bent upon having a girlfriend, a lover, then this does not work. Infact you may even end up badly bruised or bruised depending upon whether the girl is wearing high heels or normal shoes.
How important is my language when I propose?
Very important. You should know perfectly well what you are trying to convey. "Do you love me?" entirely different from "Will you make love to me?".
What about my outift?
You need to be dressed in your best outfit. Just in case your definition of a best outfit is a sleeveless t-shirt with a bell-bottomed pant, then feel free to ask others for suggestions. It may even be a nice idea to know what the girl's taste is. Wear what she likes the best.
You mean Salwar??
No, not that! You can as well wear you favourite outfit instead! I meant some menswear that would suit her taste. Say a t-shirt and jean?
Any specific colours prefered?
Good question. Actually each colour is associated with some meaning. Wearing red means you are already in to some relationship.
Is that the significance of saying "red light areas"?
No. You are getting off the topic, this is Valentine's day!
Ok, can I wear black then?
And make it look like a funeral?
Ok, then which is better?
Green. It actually signifies that you are single and looking for someone. But make sure it is easy on the eyes. You may be a fan of Ramarajan, but don't let others know it. Girls don't appreciate it actually.
Green pants too?
Hmm. It's fine if your girl is from Andhra (Gulti :)).
Do I gift her something?
Now I know why you are single.You must, ass ole. A valentine's day sans gift is like men without........err... Mush ;) yeah,a gift is that important.
A card and a rose. Would that do?
You suck man!!
How about a teddy bear with a heart?
Yeah, they find it cute. But there is another factor - if your girl's friends get something costlier than what you have given her, then you are doomed.
How about some chocolates too?
Good enough. But they should all be pretty expensive. Don't think on the lines of Eclairs and Nutrine Maha Lacto. Seen those huge boxes of chocolates in big stores? The ones you always wished that someone gets you as a gift? Those.
Oh god, anything else I need to give?
Flowers are good too. But again, to satisfy her you need to own a Brindavan Garden atleast.
So how do I propose?
First make sure you adhere to all the above advices properly. Then google for some catchy sentimental line to propose. Like these. I would personally recommend No.6 on that list coz just in case things don't go all that well, you'll be atleast satisfied a bit. And yeah be prepared to handle any situation.
My personal favorite(s) : "You know what would look great on you?..... Me." or "I may not be Fred Flintstone but I can sure make your bed-rock!" cool aint it?? But man, most of the girls wont like this cool stuff or in 90% of the cases they wont understand what you are saying. You can try some of the dumb, un-cool pick up phrases. I say dumb coz she should atleast be given a chance to counter. Make her think she is doing great. Im sure you'll get a dumber reply.
For eg : You say this to to a girl - "Hi, my name is Chance, Do I have one?"
If she replies, "Every dog has its day" or something of that sort, then you should be able to counter it.
How do I do that?
Don't bother that you've been insulted. You are just being prepared for married life. So you should just say, "Can I have it tonight?". She might fume. Then show her your middle finger, collect all your gifts back and move to the girl at the next table.
So have I found my true love?
You are funny !! Whats true love today?? Atmost for a year, yes you have a GF. Till someone gifts something more expensive. If you want to stay in contention gift something really expensive the next year. If you wish to break up, tell her that you will be an hour late for your meet coz you are currently drying those costly costly chocolates which you got for her, on which your dog unfortunately peed.
What if everybody rejects me?
You are my man!! Welcome to Seargent Pepper's Fucked-up-Love-Life club!!
Happy Valentine's Day! :)
PS : "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
Monday, February 4, 2008
1. People who point at their wrist asking for the time... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?
2. People who are willing to get off their a** to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.
3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn Right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?
4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?
5. When people say while watching a film, "did ya see that?" No Loser, I paid 50 bucks to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor!
6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?"... Didn't give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?
7. When something is 'new and improved'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.
8. When people say "life is short". What the hell??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!!! What can you do thats longer?
9. When they resist deliberately to comment here .
NOTE : In the second part of the prelude. I lied. ;)
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
HEADLINES : Common Entrance Tests cancelled for the current academic year.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Who can't relate with Taare Zameen Par's eight-year-old protagonist Ishaan Awasthi who can't get his head around his studies? Be it words or numbers, he struggles to make sense of them, falling way behind his classmates, much to the frustration of his teachers and his parents.
Naturally, it doesn't help that his elder brother is a class topper and a tennis champ to boot. Ishaan meanwhile, is a dreamer who's fascinated with little fish, and spends most days punished outside class letting his imagination run riot. At home, he's mixing colours, painting away instead of doing his homework.
Convinced that some strict discipline will straighten him out, Ishaan's father packs him off to a boarding school, much against both his wife and Ishaan's wishes. Unable to deal with this betrayal, Ishaan goes into a shell at his new school, not only failing to show any improvement in his academics, but also no longer inspired to paint. When substitute art teacher, Ram Shankar Nikumbh, recognizes in him all the symptoms of dyslexia, he takes it upon himself to help Ishaan.
First educating his parents about his condition, then urging the school's principal to give the boy more time to catch up, Nikumbh devises unconventional methods to teach the boy, and succeeds eventually in changing his life forever. There should be no doubt whatsoever in anybody's mind after watching Taare Zameen Par that the real hero of this film is its remarkable, rooted, rock-solid script which provides the landscape for such an emotionally engaging, heart-warming experience.
Between the writer and director, they construct some of the most memorable moments you're likely to come across on screen. Take that simple one that illustrates the everydayness of a schoolboy's life - the one in which we see Ishaan biding his time, punished outside class, moon-walking in the corridor and burping away enthusiastically. Or that heart-wrenching scene in which Ishaan's mother discovers a flip-book he made which reveals just how vulnerable he's been feeling.
It's not just the little moments that stay with you, but also the film's crucial scenes, which are handled with such rare maturity. "Meeri maa.." song and the "3 into 9" sequence for example. :)
And then there's that other scene which I consider the most important in the film - the one in which Nikumbh visits Ishaan's home and explains to his parents what exactly is the problem with their son, and how they may have damaged his confidence even further - it's a poignant and delicate scene because Nikumbh is at once confrontational, admonishing, comforting and hopeful, and it works also because it's performed so instinctively by Aamir and the actor playing Ishaan's father.
Lest you be mistaken, let me make it clear that although it's centred around a dyslexic protagonist, Taare Zameen Par is not a film about dyslexia. Nor is it a film about any disease or disorder. It's a film about parents and children, about the pressures we put on our kids, about how we push them into becoming assembly-line products instead of encouraging them to find their own unique strengths. It's also about finding our heroes.