Moon shine

Aachooo!!!..sniffle.. Here i am, on a wednesday evening, (which is to us like what saturday night is for the normal world), sitting and wasting my time on this sweet blog 'o mine ( this is probably the only original thing I do now-a-days), not knowing what to do. Three months into a B-School (amongst the top 10 mind you) and I am still wondering what am I here for.
As i start doodling, the theme of the 'Dark side of the moon' struck me, and how!! Every song in that album is filled with gems. When I was in engineering college, the album had a different 'context' and altered my 'behavior' forever. When I started working, it had a different meaning in itself making me understand the fact that the world is too dangerous a place for non-conformists like me.
And now that I am in a B-School each and every song makes sense; to the core. I am increasingly convinced that Roger Waters wrote DSOM seeing the plight of a HBS student (since our college was not around then). Now let me elaborate on this using pieces from DSOM

a) Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.......
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

This is a song which remains true for each and every moment of my life... and I think of more than 99% of the ppl around me... how many hours do you waste thinking that the time will come when you will spread your wings and soar... only to be pushed back into lassitude with another one of those endless assignments, group works, presentations et al. Time to sleep is much less than the time to do hat swapping or a movie analysis for that matter. Did I mention how they murder a fantabulous movie in here?? I'd rather not!! When we can' t get beyond the mundane, where is the time to fly?? I leave the reader to interpret the rest of the song... i can't commit sacrilege here...

b) Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

Again self explanatory. Those who think of doing quality work are generally the ones derided and who become frustrated at the apathy and fake sympathy of others. Trying to be honest with your self is next to impossible, forget with others. And need I say more about the work we do? ?

c) Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.

This is perhaps the only motive of the whole MBA populace... (and I have this feeling that I am kinda falling into their gameplan too)

Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Yeah right. And here we can't pay our Vrindy bills. Having your home in the same city as your B-School is a blessing in disguise no doubt; given that your parents give you a weekly allowance for all and sundry ;)! And who would not have come to this place without a similar dream like the one above??

d) Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Us - Me and like minded souls who have been sacrificed in this so called 'altar of knowledge' for wanting to understand business
Them - I would like to call them as Max and MadMax and i hope everyone understands who they are. By the way don't even bother to understand why they are... it's one of the world's biggest unsolved mysteries: bigger than sighting an UFO or Osama Bin Laden or both...
Also, don't forget to listen to the whole song... you will understand it a lot better!!

The remaining songs will not have any explanations for they are very vivid and hit the hats on the head!

f) The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

g) "I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been
over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..."
"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even
if you're not mad..."

h) and possibly the only saving grace; the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel (did i hear some one say it could be that of an oncoming train??..well it could be one for all that you know !!)

All that you touch...
...All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.!!"

Thank you ladies and gentleman... for going through this post!!
Floyd and Zep will continue to rock the world till apocalypse.
Anyone who shares my feelings, please do comment. I don't like publicity and so would depend on you people for bringing together like minded-people who feel as concerned as I do!!

PS: I wonder why a running nose is possibly the only inspiration for me to blog??

And who said man doesn't care??

Source: The BBC

So who needs to be more thankful?? the monkey who clambered upon the man for safety or the master for whom the monkey waited??
point to ponder, huh?

The circus!!

I frigging hate the Indian media, more so the ones based in Mumbai and Delhi.

Having lived in this city of dreams for 21 years now, I still fondly remember the days when the TOI was still the Old Lady of Bori Bunder and the newspapers had a lot to look forward to early in the morning.

Compare this with what we have today: reams and reams of newsprint talking about news which is possibly irrelevant to a majority of the public.

Well you say this is what the majority of the earning populace (read: yuppies) want; well you are mistaken. I am sure not all of today’s youth is so interested in seeing blown up photographs of nubile young ladies who possibly don't have a living or a moral or both. You call me boorish; well may be I am, but more than that I am concerned about where we as a society are being pushed to by these so called partners in nation building.

Is it necessary that any developed society be unabashedly hedonistic?? Materialism is alright but does it include narcissism too?

Maybe I am confused as always but I am getting increasingly confident that it's the truth.

Consider the newspaper and media reports of the past few days. (To admit the truth, I have been kind of insulated from the news channels for the last month or so as there isn't much time for TV in a 'Top Ten B-School' but I do follow their websites regularly (oh by the way we have a great IT infrastructure in place in here J ...)

The main preoccupation of the ToI and HT, Mumbai seem to be freeing their demi-god Sanju baba...He is innocent they say. He erred then but has more than made up for it. Poor Sanju baby can't eat jail food and sleep on the floor there. And the restaurants in the city are so very excited that they have a chicken sanju baba on their menu. How truly innovating!! And another article goes on about how so much publicity is actually bad for his case...Guys do you even think outside Bollywood? What about all the others who were also held guilty and hence given heftier punishments than him? Do they not have a family? Don’t they repent? And to top it all someone says Gandhiism (and not -giri) has gone to jail... Bapu (God bless his soul) must be turning in his grave.

Another article that came in today's paper was how the chief minister of Maharashtra is coming to Cafe Samovar's rescue. What’s so imposing about it you ask? Well apparently this hotel or lodge or whatever it is, is just outside Jehangir Art Gallery and is where our film luminaries have spent their worst and best times mulling over coffee and hence is important, the Gateway of India restoration plan be damned. Also this was the place where AB and his wife dated for the first time...Think about it guys, replace the Unknown Soldier’s gun and cresting helmet at India Gate with AB's bib... after all he is our national hero right?

I am not personally against the film stars or their hedonisms... but I can't take the media making a hue and cry about it.

The function of the media should be humanitarian. Consider the continuing floods in South Asia. The UN calls it the worst flood in living memory. 1200 lives lost in India alone, 11 million affected, 6,000 villages flooded and at least two million living outdoors. The BBC, the UN, Reuters, all major international media houses cover it with a sense of urgency that is palpable. And our glorious world's No. 1 English daily doesn't find it worthy of mentioning in its first six pages. This is nothing short of a pathetic and ridiculous attitude to titillate the senses of the common man, so what if Bihar becomes an antithetic Atlantis?

The Economic Times (same media house as the ToI) reports the same tragedy on its front page.Why? Is it that the economic effects of a flood are much higher than the human loss?? Or is ET a better newspaper in terms of news content?

This attitude represents the highest form of apathy to a tragedy that is unimaginable in magnitude. And I am sure that these media houses are going to come out with a national donation program to help the flood affected once all is hunky dory…After all you are contributing to a natural cause... imagine how much public frenzy can be worked up... after all aren’t we a caring corporate?

As long as such short sighted media centric issues continue to dominate our psyche through the media, it is very difficult to build a proactive public opinion on issues of national importance.
I have this sinking feeling that they are taking us back into the western culture of the late '80s when the world grooved to the sound of money. Well money is still important and pleasant and will always be but what is not is the attitude of voyeurism that prevails in here. If such newspapers are to play their self-proclaimed role of nation building through the idea of building public opinion, then we are way off course. Who do you think will have the courage to steer this rocking ship back to its charted route?? To unquote Queen,

“God save the people”!!!
At night 12.00 'o clock with a nose that is overflowing like the Bhagmati in Nepal... this is all that I could manage. Maybe I'll correct the errors later...

Sez who?

Ok. i am in a lull right now...
so for the time being i'll try to put up a quotable quote every day...and maybe my comments too
I'll start with the Shaman himself

28.07.07

Some people surrender their freedom willingly but others are forced to surrender it. Imprisonment begins with birth. Society, parents they refuse to allow you to keep the freedom you were born with. There are subtle ways to punish a person for daring to feel. You see that everyone around you has destroyed his true feeling nature. You imitate what you see.

- Jim Morrison - band member, the doors~

The Peace frog was always right!

When i look at the people around me (yours truly included), all bright, ambitious young lads and lasses with the fire for success burning (in) them - i realise the meaning of all this: somewhere down the line you lose your innocence. Why o why should everyone be a winner??? Is it not normal to play the game, well, just to have fun?? Is winning more important than playing itself??
Do you have to cheat for a game as simple as 'Treasure Hunt' ??
Why on earth should I not enjoy my Sunday?
Why is a B-School made out to be the monster that it never was, is or will be?? Will the hype ever phase out??
Or will I phase out faster?? ( will I - the eternal rebel, play straight into their hands??? Only the master of them all - Time, will tell.)

An ode to a boy band - I

This is no ordinary listing but then the subject ain't ordinary either. Welcome to the world of music of Jones, Bonham, Plant and Page – the inimitable quartet that changed the meaning of the word rock music and were the true fathers of crossover music, much before the Beatles and other Johnny-come-lately types. Anyone who has seen the live performance video of the Stairway will testify that no one could match them for the sheer energy of their performance in the drug filled haze that was everywhere- on stage and off it too.
In this limited space I have tried to come up with what zeppelin means to me as a band, as a breathing and living entity in itself years after its demise, as a tool of emancipation for all who care to lend an ear or two and a piece of their soul. Given below is an alphabetical listing of a few songs of zeppelin (I am still discovering the music you see…) that I have to come to love and will continue all through my life.

Achilles’ last stand

This is one helluva energetic song what with the drum beats that break into a frenzy.
This song also helps one go on an ego trip with ‘the mighty arms of the Atlas hold the heavens from the air’ line. Awesome solo piece towards the end… all in all a great number.

Bron-Y-Aur Stomp

Led zepp prove that they are equally adept with the folksy kind of songs. The foot starts tapping and soon breaks into a stomp!! One of the best crossover songs to ever come out of mainstream rock music!!

Black Mountain Side:
Whoever says that an acoustic guitar doesn’t suit rock needs to listen to this. Catch Page at his best with the lilting yet arrhythmic rhythm. The tabla in the background makes it difficult to believe that this one too is from Zeppelin’s stable. However variety has always been their trademark… and this one just takes it one notch higher!!

Carouselambra –
Carousel == drunken revelry. Need I say more? One of the very few songs in which jimmy, using his Gibson EDS-1275 is very muted and underplayed. The song is characterized by the heavy synth-work of Jones. The song almost reaches progressive proportions and is characterized by the three sections each being distinctive in tempo and sound.

The Police Story!!!!

Excerpt from www.in.answers.yahoo.com

Dr. Kiran Bedi:

About Me: I am a serving member of the Indian Police Service (IPS). As destiny would have it I became the first woman in India to join this service, in 1972. I have believed in Policing as a 'Power to Correct and the Power to Prevent'. Therefore my whole approach to policing has been around this belief. Be it in district police, or prison management.
Without working for rewards, many came my way. The most coveted being the Magsaysay Award in Government Service, also called the Asian Noble prize. My belief in the concept of 'Welfare Policing' made me institute two non-profit organisations, namely, Navjyoti and India Vision Foundation which reach out to thousands of children and women in education, training and counselling in slums, villages and prisons. Besides also running residential drug rehab center for drug addicts. I am a Doctorate from IIT delhi, A Law graduate and a Nehru fellow. I have authored five books besides being a regular columnist in national dailies. http://www.kiranbedi.com...

Her Question :

What measures would you like to see to make the Police Forces more accountable to citizens?

Tragically, the Police force today is seen to serve the best interests of political parties, bureaucrats, businessmen and other such entities. For most police personnel, this is a way of survival. The purpose of police in any society is to maintain law and order and ensure public safety. Policing, like teaching and medicine, has a very intimate connection with social life and social change. Yet, the Police are hardly seen in such terms by citizens. At best, there is a sense of cynicism and at worst, even fear of the Police forces. How do we insulate policing from such negative political and bureaucratic interferences to make it fully accountable to law and civil society?

My Answer:

The sense of cynicism and fear, both are not misplaced, mainly due to past experiences and media reports. Also I think if even if a morally upright and honest police offer wanted to be that way, he wouldn't be able to last very long, especially if he happens to be from the lower rungs of the constabulary, mainly due to peer pressure and due to insufficient monetary compensation.

To improve the accountability of the police forces, a few measures could be,

Insulate the forces from the bureaucracy and the politicians. This would include bringing about an enhanced level of professionalism

Make the policemen people friendly, change the image of the everyday policeman we meet on the streets by making him aware of the people's problems in approaching him. Equip the police force with more soft-skills and lots of sensitivity in handling matters which are emotional to the people. Also needed is a change in the attitude towards women especially the vulnerable ones.

Some sections of the society such as prostitutes, eunuchs, street urchins need to be looked at not as just another case but as people who are really disadvantaged socially and otherwise.

These skills need to be followed up with more serious and important activities of reducing crime rates, faster action in cases involving homicides, rapes etc… where evidence collection is extremely time-bound.

Another important aspect to be addressed is the removal of corruption by effective self-redressal mechanisms (the ACB not being as effective as it should be).

Lastly an increase in the remuneration to the policemen in keeping with the current inflationary trends should be provided if necessary so that a policeman can also provide a decent life to his wife and children.

Blank Noise Project!

AVI supports the blank noise project people.
http://blanknoiseproject.blogspot.com/

news...

At last as fiat and tatas have formed a JV I believe the tata cars will sport a better engine than the truck engines they have right now. ( no offense meant but thats a fact..)

Did you know that the state bird of Maharashtra is the green pigeon??
or that Nagpur and the surrounding areas have almost 7-8 places of interest for the wild life lovers..

In view of the current controversy regarding statues... I think the security of the statues must be the responsibility of the very people who deem it necessary to have one in the first place..
Or else how about a law to remove all statues from the country...??

Ain’t you greedy Billy**?

This week I had an interesting conversation with Billy… it revolved around his aspirations; how he wanted to pursue further studies in Engineering, how he liked quantum mechanics and non-linear dynamics so much, and he was wrong in trying to enter the IIMs through the CAT… he felt that doing so was to indulge in greediness and that the end result of a high profile MBA would be piles of money.
Well as much as I would like myself to believe that Billy’s aim in life was to indulge in technological game play and invent something that would be a life saver for human kind… my mind wasn’t able to comprehend his so called philanthropic version of leading a life. I mean thinking of dedicating your life for the good of society is not a bad thought at all… but is it really so easy to defeat all your desires and is it as easy to throw yourself above that harbinger of industry, that feeling that makes you aspire for another man’s butter, that base instinct that makes you want more….
If you look at the life process and the straitjacket thinking that engulfs an average human being from youth to old age... it would involve something like this. If the young man fresh out of college is from a background that has seen a lot of poverty and squalor, his immediate aim would be to earn money, oh yeah lots of it and somehow or the other bring his family out of the hellhole that they have been residing since eons. Further down the line it would go on getting modified but the nature remains the same… the same old materialistic desires
A roof to cover your head, a decent life for your parents and one for your own…. (They need not be the same; read vinay’s post on the same), further getting materialized into a new house, a car, a this and a that; a cycle which would go on and on within itself….
What starts as a simple wish of seeing your loved ones live a better life (and this I agree is a fundamental one and a person who does not have this is not fit to live in this society) degenerates into something much more potent and fallible: greed.
My argument that day in our conversation was that human being by nature is greedy (you call it by any other name, the song remains the same:)) and what varies is only the target of his greed. Consider the example of a business tycoon, a member of the Forbes Power List, who decides that he has had enough of all the money and good will that he has earned/ inherited and so is going to start a new venture… Is he doing it because he wants to further his business interest and increase his bank balance? Or is he doing it because he feels that this venture would offer employment to hundreds and thousands of individuals and would help them endear themselves to their individual greed? I mean is the guy really philanthropic after all… if he were, is starting a new venture really necessary? Couldn’t he have doled out the money to those individuals himself (as loans of course people)? Or is it because, as Billy said again, he is so very adventurous that he doesn’t mind playing such a high stakes game with a few billions of his money (not only his, of course…) and just the thrill of accomplishing a gargantuan feat? Or is it simply because Mr. Moneybags wants to that just a wee bit of extra pocket money and that dinner with on the plush yacht on the Riviera with the swish set…
So what is it if not materialistic desires (a milder way of putting greed to the champions of humanity…) that drives the world and its entire baggage … May it be societal, economic, political, geo-political, socio-economic etc.
I am not to say that materialism is wrong for that would mean we have been barking up the wrong tree since the inception of humanity and without it there would possibly be no reason for economics as a subject and consumerism as a byword to exist; but pray tell me, does a real philanthropist (the like of whom Billy claims himself to be) exist??

** Name changed to protect the subject’s identity :))


P.S. Take hope from the heart of man, and you make him a beast of prey.

9 year old on the Stairway

Am Speechless.. hope this is not a fake!!

kolu

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Originally uploaded by Wind's child.

this years navratri kolu pix. testing the power of the flickr-blogger collaboration!!

Serendipity... wazz dat?

Someone whom I knew well (well not any more I guess….) proclaimed this was the most beautiful word in the English language. I wonder why I never gave a damn about it… till I realized that such a word never existed in my library…I mean it must be aeons now since I chanced upon a pleasant surprise. Call it bad karma or any other but the last time I discovered anything good was when I went through my dusty CD collection and found an unheard and unseen Metallica Cunning Stunts concert video! only to discover that the second CD was corrupt. So much for good luck and all that jazz…
Consider this week’s happenings… finally after much pleading and cajoling and coaxing the Fuehrer, (my pop, who else?), agreed to upgrade our buried PC (kindly read and reflect the use of the first person plural pronoun carefully). So off we went, yours truly and his cousin, K.K., comrades in arms, to Lamington Road, the Mecca for hardware shopping. After enquiring in a dozen shops or so, we finally zeroed in on a shop and ordered for the latest config… costing more than 20grand. As luck would have it just before the guy brought a chance enquiry revealed that it did not support the hard disk that I had. Hence we had to settle for a lower config (not necessarily of a lower cost…), after much hustle and bustle we came home and screwed up all the parts. Whirrrrrrr.. started the fan on the proc…..the pc booted and soon we were screwing the BIOS et al… when the sound of the fan died out in the same fashion ( in fact a tad quicker) as it had started. That sent shivers down my spine… oh my gawd.. What if my...sorry ... 20k goes down the drain???... After much brainstorming we realized that the SMPS had failed.. so off we went to the same shop, on a Sunday that too with the skeletal services of CR… trundling through the streets of grant road which were all decked up for the Ramzan after sunset feast and we got it changed… this time having checked it well at the shop itself… but coming back realized that this was no better… in fact worse.. didn’t start at all!! See what I mean? So again I went, this time after office this time with running nose for company and got it changed, with a brand name to boot. By this time any iota of luck that I had inherited had got discharged leak an over used battery and hence the hard disk refused to boot… apparently my 160 GB hard disk has gone kaput… I had hardly used it… Now I have to go hunting for the Samsung service centre to get a replacement and also try to salvage whatever is left of my awesome collection of muzik, movies, masti ( u know what..), masala etc etc to help me left out of my mundane being.
Now you see honey, the word is not worth a place in the ‘bibliotheque’ called life coz it has simply become extinct, like a dodo, or maybe its step cousin, antipathy, be enshrined as a golden word, simply because it is a lot more common antipathy, be enshrined as a golden word, simply because it is a lot more commonplace and easy to observe.
now a days any i receive any sewuence of good news with caution and some trepidation... achaanak khuda hum par itna meherbaan kyu hoga, right?
See hun, I was right on one more count…
Seeya folks sooner, thanx for putting up with some pathetic writing skills as this will continue for one more month at least, and go back, you’ll find a coupla instances of the Prince of Serendip in the above turn of events as well. So you weren’t entirely wrong you see… no one is!!!

Dormant

back to the same phase...the same impending sense of dormancy, the feeling from your guts saying all is not well sans any signs of abnormality outside....the same helplessness of desperately wanting to break the shackles and doing something...and then reminding yourself there are no handcuffs per se...
its all in the mind they say...that the mind can mould mountains and crush it too...but tell me...what can mould the mind...what can season it and make it think in a particular way...the way you want it to and not go back to the past...to those moments which still tend to sap all your energy and zeal...and leave you feeling cold and uncomfortable.. wonder what it takes to leave all the present and channel your thoughts and efforts into something worthwhile..
wonder what it takes to climb out of valleys of despair and climb and cross over to the plains of hope and sunshine..where not everything is trying to put you down and out..where taking life as it comes is the norm..where living for the moment is the standard practice...
I wonder why I wonder when I wonder what a wonder...

P.S. : The first principle is that you must not fool yourself and you are the easiest person to fool.

Hunt, Go Play!!

This weekend yours truly had a brainwave...and we the family decided to watch a movie.It is extremely diffcult to convince pa to go for a movie as the only genre of movie he will watch is Comedy and that too in tamil!.The last hindi movie he watched was MBBS and that too on our way to Goa in the Volvo. In theatre it must have been Chahchi420 (yes that antique tamil remake..starring kamal).So i finally convinced them all and we went to the movie Vettaiyadu Vilaiyadu ( Hunt, Play...word to word) ..as it was running in the nearby multiplex and we had nothing else to do.
The movie starring Padmashri Kamala haasan, jothika,Prakash raaj..and a host of new faces...including heroine#2 and the antagonists begins with a local goon who bears an uncanny resemblance to my cousin Vasanth commanding his henchmen to bring DCP Raghaavan's eyes to him ( OMG not another Gulti action thriller please....where people inevitably end up killing their arch foes to avenge the rape of their sister..( thangachhi paasam types i mean))!

Surprise surprise ..immediately comes the hero and then some histrionics follow...with the hero bashing up the goons with nonchalant ease..bringing up the credits for the movie...and in the background booms harris Jeyaraj's song...with lotsa rap...(ughh!!...blaaze..u're gonna be bashed up for introducing this trend in Indian movies...)

'Another Day in the life of a Police Officer'..thus starts the movie...The entire movie is about two psychopaths who believe they are the best doctors in the world but who cannot stand anybody who doesn't give a fu*K**g hoot to them..and so kill them (how so very simple..nai..if you don't like the current boyfriend of your ex-..just slit his throat...AMEN!!)....and how namma ooru police mama vanquishes them.

The chase hots up when the daughter of DCP of Madurai Prakashraaj's severed finger is found hanging outside their residence...the chase takes Raghavan to NewYork and in the process meets Jothika...with a healthy friendship taking roots.The movie is stylish in most parts and the actors carry out their parts with ease.Thankfully there is no overacting.

Kamal haasan gives another finely etched out performance and makes you wonder at the level of commitment that shows through the character. The SRKs and company only need to watch this one to understand how one can win over the audience with subtle acting minus all the hamming and hee-hawing. Jothika also acts ( actually..). As a mother of a child and an abused wife whose husband leaves her for another woman...( the name of the other woman is same as yours honey....if u happen to read this!!)...she actually makes u feel sorry for her.There is a certain amount of grace in their friendship and romance which is heartwarrming.Special mention is to be made of the two villains who are beliavable in their roles as demented geniuses.The way Kamal proposes marriage...both the times...is funny though effective...( wishful thinking dude!!).. There are thankfully no dandanakka danakkunakka dappangutthu songs and the cinematography is attractive..On the flipside, the background music is too loud...( sometimes it grates on your ears) and the movie could definitely do with some crisp editing as the movie sags especially close to the intermission.There are too many songs...and especially the item song..with the fuckall watever Khan...is not very pleasing..(et tu Gautham..i mean Ramya Krishnan was passable and the song thoodu varuma rocked but not this..). Also the details of the murders are gory and gross...specially the mutilated bodies...the rape scenes..the severed finger are not for the faint hearted!!

I think Kamal sports that paunch just because the role is that of a policekar ( nai..really)...but why in the darndest of dreams most jothika carry one too...aren't there any gyms in Chennai or Newark for that matter??And Harris Jeyaraj refuses to bring in new tunes..from Minnale to VV the tunes don't show much variety dude!!I wonder why everyone except the lead actors wear hair colour...i mean from the sidekick of the side thug to Jothika's sister...why this horrendous attraction??? And the Product placements start getting on your nerve..especially the hello Moto ringtone!!
All in all I would say, in these Joharesque times VV is definitely worth a watch..and the director carries the story of the honest and upright police officer from his second film Kakka Kakka with considerable ease.Except for the occassional snafu..the movie works on you and so does the music..especially 'Nilave velli velli Nilave'..Go Watch!!

Indian Superman

namme naadu naame super!!

Vande Mataram

maa tuujhe salaam!!

Copy Cat!!

OK ppl...( well dee actually)..the post below has indeed been copied..... bah!! Well think about it..how could that be an original unless me was a floyd??
so with due respect to dee's combatorial skills....me goes hands up!!

The lyrics of the song I lauuuuuuuuuuv the most!!

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to nought
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells ...


there cannot be another Pink Floyd...ever!!
SYD; may your soul rest in peace-

Bulldozing thru 'em all...

Well taking a cue from my previous post...PPOE has just been given a new life...
And the Prince this time is none other than the quasi-original prince of Bengal...Saurav Ganguly
We have had enough of his dadagiri and come to know a lot about his proficiency in using the Internet and Email...but now suddenly the CAB and lotsa cricket players have started trying to salvage his defunct cricket career...not to mention his current string of scores in the English county league../
PPOE...pull dada's career outta the gravel and onto the Champion's Trophy...who cares if India wins or loses?? Its all in the game anyways....and we are a billion strong nation who have seen it all....so carry on Tiger...over the Palk Straits..


P.S.-The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything. Except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having tradesman-like habits, supplies their demands.
Oscar Wilde

Of bulldozers and kings

• India's contribution to the New Oxford Dictionary this year::
  
  PPOE- (you say point to point over Ethernet..i say ur a mad geeky goat or a software engineer..both are the same i guess!!)
  
  
  Pull Prince (not the pop-rock-rap star) Over the Earth- noun. a new phenomenon observed in certain pockets in North western and northern India with its epicenter as Kurukshetra.It involves constructing(!) pits of 6~8 inches in diameter with ample provisions for ventilation, sanitation and food and sending your own child, generally of 5~8 years of age to live there for a coupla days.By the time the child gets habituated to the life in the hole...ppl outside call the local police, the 83rd Infantry Corps of the Indian National Army, the Mumbai, Delhi and Chennai fire brigade and lately even the Andaman division of the Indian Navy in the event of the pits getting filled with water during the monsoon.All the involved parties then formulate a strategy to pull the child alive...and then after lotsa top level delibrations the child escapes the torture..and apparently this enables the child to get free medication, free education and atleast a coupla lakh of rupees as pocket money...after all the psyche of the child is likely to be scarred for ever by the 5star treatment it receives Down Under..this latest craze has spawned an entire new face to the economy of these regions.
  1) all temples right from Pittsburg to Patiala to Pandharpur now have special pooja and prarthana for the child's well being.
  2) P.R.Y. an NGO has started a new website for the latest updates on the details of the burrowing children...u can order for special poojas at the above mentioned temples from here...and avail tax benefits under section 88C
  3) All the bore-well lorries...( the ones which carry deep boring mechanisms) from the districts of Coimbatore and Ramanathapuram in Tamil Nadu have gone missing...most of them have been reported to be lined up on the Mathura-Delhi-Shimla highway where maximum remuneration is observed
  4) Truckloads of sand for construction is being exported to other states from here at solid discounted rates
  5) The Bill~Melinda Gates foundation has instituted scholarships to PPOE afflicted children
  6) Psychiatrists all over India are having a field day....
  7) The Finance Bill makes special provisions for allocation of funds to the hundreds of Raajkumars under a new scheme called Prince Salim rehabilitation scheme..the allocated amount is slightly lower than the combined outlay for Sports development and IIT~IIM annual budgets
  8) Under the weight of a tremendous presentation made by yours truly our esteemed company has decided to take up LSTK projects ( lumpsum turnkey..if u don't know...) with detailed engineering to facilitate the affected ppl to get a wee bit heavier at their pockets. Am expecting a raise now for the company has decided to charge a lumpsum fee of one sixth of the profit availed as consultancy charges..
  9) Last and most importantly a few English and all Hindi news channels have set up flying squads which are always on the lookout for 'San sanees' of this kind..
  so folks next time the hay stack in your neighbour's farm catches fire u know whom to call...of course the Media silly!!
  whoever told we Indians are not industrious??
  
  P.S.-
  The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.
  -H.L.Mencken
  
  
  
  
  ( in the event some madder goat decides to sue me for this....kindly note it is pure fiction on the road to reality)