Cosmos

couldn't you eat a green vegetable now and then..?

2012-01-24T02:43:00.003+05:30

Stieg Larsson...

Thank you for bringing me back to fiction after a long time. The joy that your Millennium series (or 'The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo' series) gave me was only followed by despair when I learned that you died shortly after delivering the 3 manuscripts. The despair doubled on knowing that you had a series of 10 books planned. Tripled when I realized that your real life experiences provided a fertile ground which you could mine for any number of books. The series shows how satisfying fiction can be when the author is more than just a career writer; An idealist, feminist, expert on neo-nazi right wing terrorism, editor-in-chief of a magazine and involved in politics.

Just when my heart was about to leap with joy on learning that you wrote enough of the fourth book that your partner could put it together, I learn your family and her are feuding over the control of your literary estate.

They say your diet consisted solely of coffee, cigarettes and hamburgers. The reason for your death - a massive heart attack. Oh dear Larsson, couldn't you have touched a green vegetable now and then..?! :-(

How I wish you were around to see the success of your books; we could hear from you directly and not rely on second hand accounts; you wrote more books.

*sigh

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/23/magazine/23Larsson-t.html?pagewanted=all

2011-10-21T04:46:00.002+05:30

your feelings may reflect the kind of person you are, but your actions could show the kind of person you want to be.

oh the bonnet...

2011-08-04T10:52:00.002+05:30

Reveling in British period drama.

- Mansfield Park
- North & Sound
- Wives & Daughters
- Downton Abbey
- Jane Eyre
- Upstairs Downstairs
- Brideshead Revisited

and the usual suspects - Jane Austen's Pride & Prejudice, Sense & Sensibility, Emma

God bless BBC and their TV adaptations!

see you in therapy...

2011-07-08T05:23:00.002+05:30

Harry Potter is Over. See you in therapy - reads a placard at the London World Premiere of the final Potter film. That quote triggered in me, a major bout of Harry Potter Nostalgia.

-Discovering the pleasure of reading for the first time.
-Realizing that words can move one to tears, laughter, deep emotion and pure joy.
-Learning what being 'lost' in something meant.
-Finishing off each of the seven books in one-go all-nighters.
-Waiting restlessly, for years together, for the next book in the series to come out.
-Dissing the movies whenever possible for not being faithful enough to the books.
-Wondering how on earth could the movies ignore what I thought were the most entertaining characters - Fred & George.
-Staying militantly devoted to the books, to hell with the million dollar spectacles.
-All-nighters on the Internet to reach out to other potter maniacs.
-The joys of mugglenet and leakycauldron.
-Disbelief at Dumbledore's death. Weeks later, still refusing to believe that it actually happened.
-Defending Snape's innocence despite all evidence to the contrary, just because Dumbledore trusted him. Dumbledore can't go wrong. He simply can't.
-Sweet vindication when Snape's truth is revealed finally.
-Having a hangover that lasted for weeks after each book.
-Defending Rowling when she revealed Dumbledore was gay and loving it.

I am the Harry Potter Generation.
We grew up with the books. They are such an integral part of our lives that we cannot fathom life without it.

Thank you J.K Rowling.

paradiso...

2011-06-27T12:58:00.005+05:30

"I can't look in the mirror"
"It's the mirror that is broken"
"No it is not" - Jack turns away.
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Every frame in the movie Cinema Paradiso looks like the director sneaked in to your mind and painted your romanticized view of a little Sicilian hamlet, on to the screen.

btw,
Anyone else thinks Jacques Perrin, who plays the adult Toto, could pass off as Colin Firth's brother?
No, seriously, anyone?!

Dear Mister

2011-04-15T13:27:00.002+05:30

William Dalrymple,

Thank you for writing 'The Last Mughal'.

Regards,
ADR

can now die in peace...

2011-04-03T00:19:00.009+05:30

the No. 1 Test team.
the No. 1 ODI team.
the WORLD CHAMPIONS.

Sachin has a world cup. And an entire generation of Indians can now die in peace.
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If 1983 inspired millions of Indians to dream, this victory will endow generations with self-belief.
There is after all a world of difference between going in as underdogs and winning it as favorites.
We beat all the good teams enroute. Dhoni and Yuvraaj sail us through the final. The captain hits the winning runs.
Perfect script.
Mr. Dhoni, take a bow. You are our best captain ever.
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And yes, I ended up in tears.
Seeing Sachin, Yuvraaj, Haribhajan, Shewag, Dhoni and others in tears was overwelhming.

the package deal...

2011-04-02T01:48:00.005+05:30

the joy of a cricket series has always been a combination of good cricket being played, nail-biting finishes, Sachin doing well, the build-up to a match in print and TV and ofcourse the postmortem. And it's the same as we count down the hours to the World Cup Final. India vs Srilanka.
The experience is incomplete without pouring over the newspapers (websites now) for any related article. I just have to read what everybody who has anything to do with cricket has to say. Can't blame me when it's the only thing I can get my mind to focus on. Having finished reading every article in every newspaper/website national/international that I can think of, watched every related program on every channel, I am still hungry. I even finished Guardian's OBO and BBC's 'as it happened' coverage of India's Quarter and Semi final matches, even though I watched those matches live.
Give me more!
cold analytics, impassioned babble, nostalgic whirlpool, over the top worship, an outsider's view of India's obsession with cricket, outlandish phrases, unsuccessful attempts to capture the mood, excuse to go hyberbole, Sachin's greatness, Indian cricket team's burden of expectations...
Give me more!
commentary, features, opinions, editorials, blogs, analysis...
Give me more!
I have to remain sane for atleast another 12 hours.

just like...

2011-03-27T06:48:00.007+05:30

Good ol' days when...
a India vs Pakistan match meant feverish excitement and air thick with anticipation. The whole country could not think/talk/eat/drink/sleep anything else. Newspaper columns, TV panel shows, drawing room discussions - it was everywhere and made an expert out of everyone. It replaced the 'em movie chusav recent ga?' as the first go-to phrase after the obligatory hello, in those awkward breaking-the-ice conversations.

After a long time, it seems like the buzz is back...
It's the Indo-Pak World Cup semifinal baby!

One also hopes that, after the match we manage to retain some semblance of dignity and restrain should the result be unpalatable.

scrape through, tie wow, shock loss and thrill win

2011-03-06T17:47:00.002+05:30

They are saying, England doesn't deal in dull matches. That, if you have tickets for an England match, you will get your money's worth. And that they are single handedly making these early stages of world cup heart-stoppingly exciting.

Right no?!

Originally posted @ 200*

cheat code

2011-03-04T16:08:00.002+05:30

Fiery passion also allows for infinite patience.
It's the easiest way to judge how much you love doing something, no?!

to do : check - check

2011-02-27T10:07:00.004+05:30

Attend a Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra performance - check.
(@ Zellerbach Hall, Berkeley)

Paragliding - Check

tut tut...

2011-02-17T03:59:00.005+05:30

I find this social pressure to bubble with excitement, froth happiness and rollick in contentment during each waking moment, deeply distressing.
Let my morose, lost & lazy self - just be.

Fan of

2011-02-11T05:38:00.006+05:30

I am high on political satire these days.
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Been watching.,

127 Hours
The King's Speech
Legends of Fall
John Q
Good Will Hunting
Paris, Je T'Aime
Eat Pray Love
Super Size Me
Food Inc
The Colbert Report
Real Time with Bill Maher
Charlie Rose show
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Reading.,

The Thunderbolt Kid - Bill Bryson
The Best of Lonely Planet Travel Writing
Political Essays of Hume
The White Mughals - William Dalrymple

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There are few things that get me as excited as a book sale does.
Pick anything for a dollar! Enough to make drool.

mad or what?!

2011-02-02T06:56:00.004+05:30

Travel means different things to different people. Visiting places, getting-away, seeking stimulation - it maybe one, none or all of these. At the very least we want to be able to tell a decent story about it, once it's over.
There are of course lots of stories out there and 'sigh' , 'wow', 'Oh, how I wish', 'I have to do that before I die', 'THAT, I can not do' are usually my inspired reactions.
And then there are those that make you go 'who does that?! It's bollocks'. Stories that force you to reconsider the reasons for which people travel. While you struggle to see the point of putting oneself through all that, someone else might be silently nodding - 'getting' it intuitively.

Here's a story that made me go 'mad or what?!'

it's the bank this time...

2011-01-18T09:17:00.004+05:30

Wikileaks will soon 'out' thousands of high profile swiss bank account holder details. It is said to include details about high profile individuals and companies from all over the world.
One can't help but be a tad bit disappointed if no Indians will be exposed. Sad, but that seems to be the only way there's any chance that we will find out about the billions of black money stashed away in the Swiss banks.
Pressure has been building on the Indian government since the past few years to co-ordinate with the Swiss government and expose the black money, but nothing has materialized yet. It's not hard to see why, since a major expose would implicate people across the party lines. Not to be left behind of course are the high ranking bureaucrats and industrialists.

San Francisco Baby!

2010-12-28T14:40:00.002+05:30

Pretty impressive at first sight...

Who doesn't like a good joke?

2010-12-04T17:03:00.002+05:30

A Guardian piece on humor around the world and why all foreign correspondent sections should have a mandatory local jokes section.

can you keep a secret?

2010-11-29T20:22:00.003+05:30

WikiLeaks has done it again. Last month it released classified Iraq war logs and now it has published classified US embassy cables. US is embarrassed and fuming, understandably so. One does enjoy the high level gossip but one is forced wonder about the 'rightness' of it all. In this age of 'Right to Information', it is rather easy to feel a sense of entitlement. One might argue that the public has a right to know about everything that goes on in the business of government. But it is not that straightforward is it? Governments, not just dictatorships but valid democracies need certain information to be classified. And for reasons that include national security and interest. We enter tricky territory with WikiLeaks style operations.

Simon Jenkins from Guardian dwells on the - is it justified?

the thought that counts...

2010-11-02T01:01:00.008+05:30

Every thing about the society is designed to convince us about the axiomatic nature of the existing order of things; centuries of mental conditioning and baggage duly passed down in inheritance don't help either. Every rebellion either of a personal/youthful kind or a wider societal one, must have started with an unsatisfactorily answered WHY.

The philosopher will always be stoned; he is the address of the yet-unknown destination that the brain-washed populace will arrive at only the day after.
It's not for nothing that they say - the most important people of any given era are the philosophers and thinkers.

nothing quite like a good quote

2010-10-30T17:21:00.006+05:30

"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to."
"Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't. "
"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."
"What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself."

- Mark Twain

100 years after his death, Twain's unexpurgated autobiography is set to come out this November.

Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer - the names bring up distant memories of high school English Non-Detail. Time to hit Refresh. And rediscover. I reckon.

watching the CWG live...

2010-10-03T19:07:00.004+05:30

It's beautiful and exciting. And I sense a hint of pride too. Yay!

blink.. blink

2010-08-27T06:59:00.007+05:30

I have been conscious through out, but I still can scarcely believe it. Gosh!
And to those who are horrified that I am online now, just 4 hours due; all I can say is
'well people have been tweeting through the ceremony, so I am pretty conservative by those standards' :P

past rap

2010-08-13T14:31:00.004+05:30

They shook hands and walked off, aware that the past isn't a fun place to live in.
Both had trains to catch.
Jill jerked her head up, pulled her jacket closer, buried her hands back in the pockets and walked on.
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"We are defined by our experiences"
"But we can choose not to be restricted by them"

Sakhi saiyaan tho khoob hii kamaat hain...

2010-08-10T00:05:00.005+05:30

Mehngayi daayan khaye jaat hain.
This song from Aamir Khan Productions' latest film 'Peepli Live' is full of that catchy folksy charm.

Made me think of that Ramanamma song that captured the imagination of a recession hit populace. Not quite what you call elegant but it did hit the nail on it's head whilst talking of travails of the recession hit software engineer. Ask me.
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Tere Bin Laden

A must watch. Ali Zafar, the pakistani singer turned actor is fabulous. Think he should become a bollywood regular; would fit right in.

that damn old shaming story

2010-08-08T19:22:00.005+05:30

Everyone is busy damning the games, expressing shock, anger, shame and embarrassment.
There are of-course some sane voices that can keep cool heads and look at the big picture.

Shekar Gupta's takes on the whole CWG corruption drama; on how it's important to not get carried away and to keep things in perspective and in scale.

The Pledge

2010-08-04T20:17:00.008+05:30

Here is a (lengthy but insightful) piece in Guardian on the Melinda-Gates Foundation.
The numbers can seem huge but as pointed out in the article, it still is just '3-5% of the overall solution.'

As you might have been aware, Gates has been on a drive to get the richest American families to pledge a majority of their wealth to philanthropy. They are calling it the Giving Pledge.

Food for thought: Many who want to give are often turned-off by the horror stories they hear about the misuse of funds. The answer though is not to turn back but to find a cause and a reliable channel which can be monitored. Like they say - there is always a way.
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As a child I remember going to the Nehru Zoological Park, Hyderabad and being awe-struck by the white tiger. I still recollect it as the high-point of the visit.
Saw this video today of white tiger cubs from Germany. Beautiful aren't they?!

live and let live

2010-07-25T13:05:00.005+05:30

Most convictions are made up of easy assumptions.
Lazy perhaps but not timeless.
The safety and assurance of having a belief system lasts only whilst the doors stay closed.
Reality and experience move in to muddle everything up.
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For all the cribbing he does when shortchanged for time, Man is really designed to be occupied.
Leisure is an addictive toxin that doesn't even grant the mercy of stupor whilst sucking the life right out.
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I have a thing for people who love language. Who enjoy it's dynamic nature rather than bemoan the loss of some perceived sanctity. Who believe that it can be used for a lot more than serving just straight laced communication.
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Where there is no exaggeration there is no love, and where there is no love there is no understanding. It is only about things that do not interest one, that one can give a really unbiased opinion; and this is no doubt the reason why an unbiased opinion is always valueless.
—Oscar Wilde, Speaker, 1890

I was convinced...

2010-07-12T16:48:00.003+05:30

Theory is convenient. Words are easy.
Philosophy is easy and so are expectations.

It’s the living-up-to, that is so darn hard.
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I want to want it as badly as I did yesterday.
In despair I watch the sands run through my fingers.
Can’t bring myself to label it fleeting.
This sense of betrayal, I don't know what to make of it.
I am both, the victim and the inflictor.

Up there and In transit

2010-07-08T14:57:00.007+05:30

I see someone up there laughing at a bewildered-at-myself me and going -'Must have been careful about what you wished for'.
I look on dazed and fazed like a lost puppy.

Almost enough to justify self-pity.
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Ever in search of, ever striving and never quite reaching.
Pathetic low lives we are - ever stuck in the transit terminal.
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If you cannot worship the ideal, how can you love the process?
How can you feel the pain of that struggle bob in your veins?

There was definitely an Ostrich involved...

2010-06-12T03:32:00.003+05:30

Black Adder - simply in a league of it's own.

before the dust settles...

2010-05-31T14:51:00.004+05:30

Is it easier to reign in that primal instinct if at the very same moment you are also fully conscious of it?

We all have our guilty pleasures and overt indulgences. Times when one is easy on self and uses words like afford/deserved/but-I-work-my-arse-off to squelch the last hesitating atom in your hand as it hovers over the counter with the credit card tucked in between two fingers. Another give-away: Itching to go back even before the dust settles on the last spree.

Mine: Books
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It's almost been two months since I listened to any music.
A full song, not some background score or stuff one hears whilst random channel surfing.
Don't really know what to make of it.
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Q.I , a BBC show is fast becoming one of my favorite shows on the television ever.
Eagerly awaiting the upcoming H-Series.

whatever that's keeping you

2010-05-26T01:06:00.004+05:30

It's amazing how profound a change, one incident can bring about in your life.
How you no longer are sure about that one or two things that you hold most dear.
How it can fundamentally alter the way you define yourself.
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People lie.
Lie for all kinds of reasons.
Reasons none more tragic than to avoid guilt.
Guilt of hurting someone.
Someone who probably can only be set free by the truth.
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You should check out the Intelligence Squared Debates.
Here's one on "Is the Catholic Church a Force for Good?".

your score?

2010-05-21T15:53:00.006+05:30

Once he has convinced himself to not feel bad about having so much leisure time, man has fashioned many-a-ways to trudge through.
After he has silenced that nagging voice with a loudspeaker that tells him that if he had any shame he would put his time to better use, he comes up with something like this -
1) Open the TIMEs list of 100 All Time Best Movies
2) Sort them into the following 2 categories -

a) Watched
b) Heard about/Probably have it already on my Comp

My score: 16/14
That leaves a balance of 70 which automatically go in the unheard category.
Makes me feel pathetic. Grr! I am off to find some thing else to do.

the elephant in the room...

2010-05-13T14:56:00.002+05:30

Does India need a caste based census?

Forget the implementation part, which would most certainly be challenging and error-prone. Just in principle, do you think it is a good idea?

of polo mint and google news

2010-05-11T15:49:00.011+05:30

There aren't very many things that help us trudge on with our existence that is enclosed in a 8x8 cubicle. News websites play a far more significant role than we can bring ourselves to admit - in our restricted-internet-access work lives.
And nothing quite stirs up frenzy like an election. Afterall one does grow tired of foots-in-mouth and statergic twitter leaks to raise the curtain on the 'controversy of the year'. Bah. One pines to be engaged in the affairs of the world in the old school way.

I remember reading somewhere that an ideal state of being was where the elections become a non-event. I wouldn't comment on the validity of the statement but guiltily pray that the day never comes. For, what shall we do should such a day arrive? Oh the horror of it.
We need elections. In all sizes and formats. Local, national and foriegn; Ours and Others. Ours, where we actually have a stake in, no doubt rises passions. Others gives us the balcony seat to the spectacle. Distant enough to be smugly academic about it but in-the-hall nevertheless.
We need them with one prerequisite though. Place of manufacture should be an authentic & vibrant democracy, where the result could indeed go either way. No fun in rigged ballots and rubber-stamp democracies.

We need elections and the frenzy they bring along.
Nothing short of a frenzy will do; how else are we to plough on, wide awake. Coz caffiene addicted we are, and by extension resistant to it's powers to stir us up to consiousness.

The brits have not yet concluded their affairs. And I am already wondering, who's next?!

Updated
It's a Tory-LibDem coalition for UK. And the media couldn't resist the Cameron-Clegg story. Have a look at the front pages.

since we all love a grand story...

2010-05-07T14:03:00.002+05:30

Shah Faisal, a doctor from Kashmir tops UPSC.
We hear a lot of goose-bump inducing stories of how people from less-priviliged background somehow find the will and the hunger to aspire, to work towards that seemingly unattainable goal and finally emerge victorious. Plenty such stories surface every year with the announcement of UPSC results.
This story about Faisal is however appealing on a different level. To have young men from a state like Jammu & Kashmir aspire to become part of the Indian Administrative Service is in itself quite a thing. And to see them succeed is just the cherry on the cake.

what took you so long?

2010-04-29T11:19:00.006+05:30

Yep, apparently thats what Indian diplomat-turned-spy Madhuri said when she was nabbed - what took you so long? Surely a line fit for a Hollywood action thriller.
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Voting - Cross voting - Miffed partners - Threats of breakup - Concession offers - Scurrying back to makeup.
This story has it all, the high drama of Indian politics.
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currently watching / recently watched
- On the Waterfront (*ng Marlon Brando)
- Star Wars
- Darling
- Q.I (BBC)
- Stephen Fry in America
- House MD
- The Big Bang Theory
- Johnathon Ross and Craig Ferguson shows

currently reading
- India in Slow Motion, by Mark Tully
- Dialogues of Plato, translated by Benjamin Jowett
- Moab is my Washpot, by Stephen fry
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I never gave audio books much thought. I always had too much fun reading and was never particularly taken in by the idea of listening to somebody read out an entire book. Also, I read fast and figured audio books would be too slow for my taste.
I tried it once with my favorite book and I couldn't connect to the voice. I gave it up thinking it's not for me.

But like it happens ever-so-often in life... I discovered I was wrong. And am I glad or what! I am hopelessly hooked to the Moab is my Washpot audio-book. I do think it has a great deal to do with the fact that an autobiography by definition would read best in it's author voice.

I am sold!

necessarily unrequited...

2010-04-21T19:48:00.003+05:30

"For most people their first love when they’re teenaged... that unbelievable hole that opens up inside them of longing and yearning, of pain, of joy, that huge great bundle of toxic emotions and allied to beauty and opening out into nature and to glory and suddenly connecting you with every love poet and every love song ever written, that explosion in my head and heart will never be matched. You can never hope to recapture the first fine careless rapture as the poet put it, but it stays with you like a good acid trip.

"You know, you get a little flashback every now and again. It will never leave you and it teaches you to look at things differently and to feel things differently. It educates your soul if you like, and all first love is unrequited ultimately because it’s so huge.

"It’s such an act of giving and it requires so much back that it can never be given back and in that you wouldn’t necessarily want to give them back. It’s just like a… It is like an atom bomb. It is like… It’s all the energy of who you are and who you want to be and what you love and what you hope to be explodes, and it is impossible for a single human being to offer that back to you in a mutual way. It would be like matter meeting antimatter.
It’s sort of almost important that what you do is worship and yearn and long, but so that was to me of course the single most important thing in my life and occasionally I get dreams and I’m back there again and I’m still as trembly as ever I was and I get."

-Stephen Fry in an Interview

Let's play...

2010-04-14T10:44:00.003+05:30

Clichés or not… we tend to associate certain characteristics with people grouped under a banner.

Did you ever look at someone and muse.. “he is so British!”
So tell me who do you think makes a fine ambassador for the brits?

Mine is Stephen Fry.

Update: Strangely enough, just after I posted this, I found this video. Stephen Fry talking to Craig Ferguson about America in general and taking up citizenship amongst other things.
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I have just finished the BlackAdder series. Season 2 and 4 were fabulous.
Sir Rowan Atkinson, take a bow.

Currently watching - A bit of Fry and Laurie

1 2 3...

2010-04-01T12:02:00.004+05:30

Here are some numbers to chew on:
35 states and union territories. 640 districts. 5,767 tehsils. 7,742 towns. 6,00,000+ villages. 24,00,00,000 households.
120,00,00,000 people.
Census 2011 starts today.
Every one of those 1.2 billion over the age of 15 will be photographed and have their biometric fingerprints collected for National Population Register.
Also, for the first time data related to mobile phone and internet usage, bank accounts etc will be collected.
Don't you find it all terribly exciting?!

More numbers to mull on:
Cost of Census operation -Rs.2209 Cr
Cost of NPR creation - Rs. 3539.24 Cr
No. of personnel deployed - 25,00,000
Paper used - 12,000 tonnes

can't believe...

2010-03-31T21:30:00.004+05:30

I have heard people talk about how they grow wary and a mild-uneasy fear takes over them whenever things go too well in their lives. Not used to too much good, they say.

I finally understand what they mean.

Yep, now I understand how one cannot simply relish the good luck and leave it at that. That much good luck almost always has some dreaded thing tagged along. Maybe the uneasiness is just the mind's way of reacting to something it is not used to.

Well, disbelief to the point of physically rubbing my eyes and an uneasy feeling in the stomach immediately following the initial euphoria - is how my mind reacted to an extraordinary event yesterday.

I had green signal at both Khairatabad Junction and Jubilee Checkpost. BOTH. And not on some public holiday or bandh or at some ungodly hour, but in peak office hours.

Go explain that! No wonder my poor self couldn't cope.

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Bad news ain't drying up in Hyderabad.

Curfew in some areas. Why? Communal riots.

Nothing quite catches up with Religion when it comes to turning people into blood thirsty maniacs. Of course the problem has always been its combination with the Politics of power

Religion would have probably been spared this bad a name, had it not been manipulated, championed and enforced by those in power... since millennia.

Pink n Blue

2010-03-30T22:38:00.005+05:30

I saw him again today. Must be 60-65 years old, sits just in front of the Control Room/Assembly bus stop and sells Jasmine flowers.

The flowers were spread out in two neatly separated groups on an old green rag. He sat on the hard concrete road and his narrowed eyes were concentrating on the needle he was using to piece the garland together. He usually sells only one variety - Jasmine, spicing up his spread only occasionally with Marigold when a Hindu festival is due.

Today however on the farther right end of his green rag, were a bunch of roses; stuff that is not usually part of his modest stock. Some 10 of them in baby-pink color, long stemmed - the kind you find on Archies cards and adorns expensive glass vases. They were starting to dry up and would probably fetch half their price today and close to nothing tomorrow.

I looked down at my watch; it was 8.30 in the evening. At the same moment, he stopped making his garland, picked up the rose bunch, turned them around, had a good look, carefully put it back and went back to his garland.

He will most likely not sell a single rose today.

The roses must have cost him dear. The investment must have been an exercise in hope, a little adventure and risk for him, today morning.

What must run through his mind when he goes to bed today, I wondered.

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Currently Watching:

The Black Adder - Richard Curtis and Rowan Atkinson

shut shop

2010-03-14T19:08:00.008+05:30

I can get a book for a discounted price if I shop online.
I will have to shell out more if I go physically to the same store to buy it.
Why?
Do they hate having customers walking around their store? Or are they incentivizing online purchase so they can shut shop and eventually be online-only?
OK, I have a thing for personally going to a store and picking up a book. Why should I be penalized for that?
Makes no sense to me.
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Alice in the Wonderland is here. Burton + Depp -> Now that's a combination.
Rubbing hands in gleeful anticipation.
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Movies:
A Brief Encounter
It's a Wonderful Life
To Kill a Mocking Bird (again)

Books:
Dork - Sidin Vayukut
Notes From a Small Island - Bill Bryson
The Last Mughal - William Dalrymple
The Argumentative Indian - Amartya Sen
Dreams From My Father - Barack Obama

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Jack: I expected you to figure that out.
Jill: I did. But I had to ask.
Jack smiles sadly at her, knowing the words before she spoke them.
Jill: Couldn't leave any stone unturned before giving up. Can't sleep otherwise.

far and few

2010-02-15T21:37:00.006+05:30

Sometimes it's almost like a bet on who can get more morose.
Funny thing this - blogging.
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And somedays you wake up like a feather.
Taut and tight, the head neither heavy nor too light.
Like I said once before, the spring in your step matches the smile on your lips.

Guess it helps that the previous night was well spent... around a campfire and under a star studded sky... far far away from the city lights, bang in the middle of a jungle.
I'd say a good followup would be a lazy late morning stroll in the jeep beaten jungle tracks, after a cup of coffee. Not to forget - the coffee has to come from the surrounding plantation - to complete the effect.

FYI - the place is Coorg.
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A big BIG recommendation - am ol' brit series called Yes Minister!
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This is why my friend says he likes the Manmohan Singh's govt.

all and none

2010-02-07T23:29:00.002+05:30

Somedays you wake up wrong,
The first dose of consciousness - full of confusion.
A blindfolded grope for whats amiss and you are no wiser.
Lots of clues and smart guesses later, you still have nothing you can put a finger to.

I wonder about it all day, wandering across the hall lit with the lazy sunday afternoon sun.
And now I go to bed, still scratching my head.
What can it be, afterall? The stuff I dreamt about last night or the thought I woke up with?

much before 'Constitution' became part of my vocab

2010-01-26T23:12:00.002+05:30

I used to wonder...
if Aug 15th was when we got our indepedence, what is Jan 26th celebrated for? I knew it was somehow related to our freedom, but couldn't fathom how, given the 3 years gap.
Somebody told me "it was the day we really became independent, really became free".
My ignorance spun a story out of that line - On Aug 15th the british left India, but not all of them did. Some of them stayed back and it was only on Jan 26th that the last brit left our land.
Amusing it is, to look back at the thought today.

Happy Republic Day. The 60th!
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If one comes to think of daily life as merely a means to fill up the interval between two journeys,
does that make him an escapist?
Will he fall hard one day, knocking his head off on the cold floor of reality?
Or has he found enlightment already?
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Here is more of Rajasthan. Well more of Jaipur and Jodhpur to be precise, since we have covered Jaisalmer in the previous post.

you know it's nice...

2010-01-17T19:15:00.003+05:30

Grand even; when things live up to all the hype and the expectations that follow.
Rajasthan has been a dream since close to 10 years. And woh mukammal hua just this last week. We did the beaten track : Jaipur - Jaisalmer - Jodhpur.

charm or a curse?

2009-12-28T10:59:00.005+05:30

Dreams woven in the fading lights of dusk resurface full-bodied in the harsh afternoons of reality.
Simulated to perfection, they rob you of any ambition you might have harboured to turn them in to reality.
The pleasure, the allied emotions and the consequences, they are all there.
How then is one supposed to not give in, stop day dreaming and get to work?

Her brain came with an add-0n: a free but potent nonetheless simulation software.
One could be tempted to secretly smile and turn green at the good luck; I was, but no more.
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What democracy? What rights? What justice?
Blood riles when one hears stories like that of Ruchika's.

You are a 14 year old studying in 10th standard. You are molested by a top cop.
You dare to file a complaint with the support of a friend.

What follows seems to be taken straight out of the worst possible nightmare.

The cop ofcourse uses his power and position to manipulate facts and evidence with the help of his lawyer wife. Meanwhile you and your family are threatened and tortured to the point of moving out of the city. Your friend and her father are threatened for supporting you. You are expelled from your school of 13 years for 'loose character'. You repeatedly refuse to give-in and take the charges back. You brother is beaten up, booked under false theft cases and tortured. You break and commit suicide.
CBI takes up the case. Rathore tries to influence the CBI officer heading the investigation. No charges of abetting to suicide make their way into the chargesheet.
19 years on, he is handed a 6 months sentence for 'outraging the modesty of a woman'.
He comes out of the court smiling and says he will appeal against the verdict.

The actual crime in question is rendered almost irrelevant by the horror that has followed. I just don't know what to say.

referendum kavali adhyaksha!

2009-12-18T11:38:00.004+05:30

In any Telangana debate things inevitably get to a point where the following question is asked:
"But do the people of Telangana really want a separate state? If they did, then what can possibly explain the drubbing that TRS received in the recent elections?"
Things start to get murky here onwards.
Why is a 'no' to KCR/TRS construed as a 'no' to Telangana? If people rejected TRS outright in the elections, then why does the reason have to be anything more than a distrust on his administrative capabilities. After all the elections were for the Assembly weren't they?
Now things would have been a lot more clearer if a simple and straightforward referendum was put forward.
Ask people a direct question with just two options - Do you want Telangana? Yes/No.
Why do you have to resort to reading public opinion from Assembly elections? It makes no sense.
Like someone said on a recent TV debate - its just shows that we don't have the confidence and maturity as a democracy to ask for referendum.

Drama Rama Telangana

2009-12-10T22:29:00.004+05:30

After a volatile 11 days, full of fasts-unto-death, suicides, suicide attempts, bandhs and rallies led by students, Chidambaram announced yesterday at 11.30 PM Govt's decision to kick-start the process of state division.
KCR calls off hunger strike. So-called celebrations ensued.
Cut to today morning and the whole state wakes up to a series of crazy events unfolding.
MLAs, MPs and MLCs from Andhra and Raayalseema, across the board from all parties - Congress, TDP and PRP resigned. Students took to the streets and bandhs were called.
93 MLA's quit protesting Govt's 'yes' to a seperate Telangana state.
Makes me go.. you asked for it bro!
If KCR's hunger strike, burnt RTC buses, student protests are taken to represent public opinion and manage to succesfully arm-twist the Govt into granting a state, then its only a matter of time before the other side shows it is capable of all these too.
If OU can students can go on rampage, then so can AU and SVU students. If KCR can go on a hunger strike(in other words.. plain black mail), so can others. If you can burn buses, stone shopping malls and raze down an innocent man's hotel, so can they. Its crazy. Stupid and dangerous.

A special mention about Chandrababu Naidu. When an all-party meet was called just a day back.. all the political parties announced that they were in favour of passing the Telangana resolution. And today Babu wakes up to find his party half-empty.
To turn around and accuse the congress for not taking consensus is so mind-zapping.
If it shows anything at all, it is this - that ALL the parties including the Congress failed to read what was going on in their own backyards.

The ensuing weeks promise full-on political action. As if having a badly divided Andhra Pradesh was not enough, requests for some 9 new states have comeup. In such a bind - what will the Congress do?
I would have been rubbing my hands in anticipation were it not for all the voilence and high passions involved.
But wait.. is it really as simple/convoluted as it seems? Or are there time-tested political brains at work behind the curtains and pulling the triggers and whilst we simple mindedly get all worked-up about it?

I need the guts...

2009-12-09T21:55:00.003+05:30

To quit,
sans the comforting security of a back-up plan or a better offer.
Guts,
to jerk off the notion that - holding on is being strong.
Clarity,
to believe that I am not being foolish.

all in a day's work

2009-12-06T16:28:00.003+05:30

Towards the end of the trailer there is a shot where Auro looks up, says Paa and then lets a shy ha-ha escape his mouth. Thats it. It was in those 3 seconds that Balki sold me the film. I fell for it and booked the first available tickets.

Balki got the childhood part bang-on. Auro is endearing because he is just what you'd expect a 12 year old to be. Progeria, the medical condition that Auro suffers from is just incidental and as explained by Balki himself, was used as an excuse for the role-reversal of father and son.

So Auro is a happy and much loved kid, surrounded by people whose treatment of him is not coloured by his condition. And this allows him to be a regular, confused, little-spoilt, witty, popular at school, awkward kid about to step into his teens. What fun afterall, is a kid who can't throw a good tantrum!

The kids at school are potrayed as uniformly accomodating and loving of Auro. Yes, all of us are aware that kids in school can be really cruel. But it is quite charming of the film to retain this innocence.

There are unnecessary subplots like Abhishek's rant against the media that just doesn't work. And I found the movie a little slow. But what lingers in one's mind after stepping out of the theatre is the good stuff.

1) Amitabh as Auro.

There is just nobody else like him and I doubt there will ever be. His persona and acting prowess aside, the man inspires awe just for having retained the hunger and drive fit for a 20 year old, after all these years. He has such magnificient roles written for him, especially in his second innings - Mohabbatien (if for nothing, atleast for being his big comeback), Sarkar, Nishabd, Cheeni Kum, Black and now Paa. Each time he essays a superb role, I am entertained yes, but I also feel very happy for him. The guy must be having the time of his life. To have somebody say that of you, and after a career spanning decades and seeing dizzying heights of stardom - is so rich and wonderful. What a Man!

2) Vidya as Auro's mom and Arundathi Naag as Vidya' mom.

One of my favorite scenes in the movie is when Vidya tells her mother about her pregnancy. I also liked the little details like how Vidya always sits in the same little corner in her veranda whenever she is troubled. And she looks absolutely stunning in the movie.

3) Auro's best friend Vishnu.

His frustrations about his father, studies and everything else. The kid is totally adorable. Vishnu's character gives some of the most funny moments in the movie.

4) The Gum Sum Gum tune in the movie - trademark Ilayaraaja.

pet insight

2009-12-04T09:50:00.006+05:30

Past and Failure have been subjected to unspeakable abuse since the beginning of time, in the hands of 'Quote' makers. My heart really goes out to these two.
The first email I usually check daily is inadvertently titled - 'Thought of the Day'.
And today it says "You can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures."

We've heard countless others proclaiming the importance of learning from our failures and past mistakes.
Makes me bang the desk infront of me and go... One doubt Adhyaksha!

To learn from the mistakes and still practice the indifference preached by 'let go of your failures' - How easy is it?
Tell me whether to care or not. Don't ask me to indulge in the subtle dance of not knowing how far to go and when to hold back.

a spoonful each of all my favourite ice cream flavors

2009-11-26T09:21:00.012+05:30

To know yourself too well is not quite that 'swell' as they make it out to be.
Makes us overtly accomodating of our own failings. Me thinks.
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Everything is forgivable but miserable cowardice.
Accusation of every other weakness; you can wriggle out of, with manageable damage.
Not this. It offers no such comfort.
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You don't always fight. The blood doesn't always rile.
Sometimes when you are slapped in your face,
all you do is retreat. Wide eyed, shocked and in surprise regret.
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Currently Reading...
Neither Here Nor There - Bill Bryson
Metamorphosis - Franz Kafka
India After Gandhi – Ramchandra Guha

Recently Read...
Notes from a Big Country - Bill Bryson
Nine Lives - William Dalrymple
City of Djinns - William Dalrymple
The Lost Symbol – Dan Brown
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Discovered a taste for Travel Writing. Liked Bryson and Dalrymple very much. Both of them inspire me.
I was introduced to Bryson's work by a friend with - A Short History of Nearly Everything (ASHNE). I had enjoyed it immensely and on being asked how I liked it, I said "It's like someone gave me a spoonful each of all my favorite ice cream flavors".
I have come to enjoy his travel writing even more. I wish I could match his wit.
Wit, hasn't got much reputation as an acquired skill, has it?

all by myself...

2009-10-21T13:54:00.003+05:30

To savour a virgin, unspoilt beach. To have it all for just the 3 of us.
To not have another living soul for miles around and to really have it just for yourself.
All of it.

Check. Strike that down the list.

Pichavaram is home to one of the largest Mangrove forest in the world and a spectacular beach. A 5 hour drive out of Chennai, it is a must on every 'to-do' list.
Photos might not fully capture the splendour of the beach, but they still are some of the best we have clicked.. and here's hoping that they succeed in enticing you into going there!
The boat ride doesn't render itself very well to photographs. If the experience has to be captured then a video is the best bet. 1 2 3

Lots be said and some cool tips to be given. But I will save that for the Travel blog that we are planning - IC and I.
There!! I have made a public commitment. Now the blog can't wait long.

One masala dosa and your fav Manna Dey number

2009-10-03T21:06:00.004+05:30

Weren't we talking about Brazil and da Silva in the last post?!! Well, we have reason again to talk about them. Brazil's Rio de Janeiro won the Olympic 2016 bid.
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What is your list of fav Manna Dey's numbers?
Mine is here:
-Laaga chunari mein daag, chupau kaise
-Zindagi kaisi hain peheli haaye
-Chalat musafir moh liyo re pinjrewali muniya
-Aaja sanam madhur chandni mein hum tum mile tho
-Aye mere pyaare watan, aye mere bhichde chaman
-Ek chatur naar karke singaar
-Yeh raat bheegi bheegi
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Winter Light
The Ten Commandments
2001: A Space Odyssey
Gone With the Wind
Quick Gun Murugan
Talking of QGM, how can one not mention - One tumbler whiskey, one masala dosa. Mind IT!

We've broke our mirrors...

2009-09-22T12:02:00.005+05:30

The ‘new big story’ is now quite old. That of China, India and Brazil. The Brazil story is quite interesting and here is the guy who is at it’s epicenter - Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva
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I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends.
They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok.
'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care.
And I'm not scared. Light my candles. In a daze cause I've found god.

I'm so lonely. And that's ok.
I shaved my head. And I'm not sad, and just maybe
I'm to blame for all I've heard. And I'm not sure.
I'm so excited. I can't wait to meet you there.
And I don't care. I'm so horny. But that's ok. My will is good.

I like it. I'm not gonna crack.
I miss you. I'm not gonna crack.
I love you.I'm not gonna crack.
I killed you. I'm not gonna crack.

-Lithium
Nirvana
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Left a little of myself back there.
Feel richer, I also do.
It is rather grand to grow fond of a place this way, isn’t it?!
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Sometimes the answer is - giving up hope.
That peace is out there somewhere for your taking.
That it is just over the horizon. And you just have to sail long enough.
That if you did the right thing, you will find it eventually.
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"How can you stand it?" they asked, "not knowing what you want"
But I know. Just that I want more than one thing.
"You can’t have everything"
Why?
"You have to choose"
Why?
"Pick one and stick to it. That’s how it’s done"
Why?
And they went ahead and called me fickle.

howz that for an impact...

2009-09-15T01:44:00.006+05:30

The onslaught of television broadcasting not withstanding, I bet there is a generation out there which remembers fondly of the winter mornings and summer nights spent huddled around the transistor listening to cricket commentry - full of awe, hanging on to each word and constructing each detail in the mind's eye.
Similar emotions flow today, albiet the transistor is replaced with a real-time update on the net.
I am watching Ten Sports telecast of the US Open final.. and yet I have the BBC's Live Text open. I have lived and relived many a dear matches courtesy their descriptions. And somehow, a grand slam experience is incomplete without it. So.. 3 cheers for the guys @ Live Text.
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-Little People
So we are collecting nominations for - list of people who have made the most difference to the world. All you get is one line to prove that your guy deserves to be on that list.
Amongst the pile of entries which is certain to include rulers/leaders/thinkers/scientists... there is a little note saying 'saved a billion lives'.
Norman E. Borlaug - the father of Green Revolution died today, aged 95.
More about Borlaug in Times of India and Hindu.
One can't help but feel gratitude.

unreal...

2009-09-02T22:12:00.011+05:30

Chief Minister YSR's chopper went missing over Nallamala jungles at around 10 AM today morning. Unfavourable conditions hamper the search operations underway. The jungle is crazily dense and (used to be) Naxalite prone too. The weather is bad, it is pouring all over the place.
It's been 12 hours and there has been little progress. With daybreak the authorities are hoping to step up search operations and meanwhile they have pleaded the local junta familiar with the landscape to help them out.
Its all quite unreal.

Update: Reports confirming the death of all 5 people aboard that chooper, have just got in.

YSR will be remembered for his hugely ambitious Jala Yagnam and Arogya Shri. Programmes that targeted irrigation and health care for the poor and which arguably enabled Congress to beat anti-incumbency and come back to power.
One can never overstate the importance of irrigation and health care, so one hopes that these causes are not abandoned.
The inevitable question - who next? On the face of it Roshayya would seem like a natural choice. D. Srinivas chances on the other hand have diluted, thanks to his defeat in the recent Assembly elections. Looks like the times of in-fighting are back for the Congress, now that they seem to lack a single leader who commands the respect of both - the state cadre/leaders and the central command.
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Citizen Kane
Holiday
Happy Together
No Reservations
Husbands and Wives
It Happened One Night
Bicycle Thief
My Fair Lady
Breakfast at Tiffany's
He's Just Not That In To You.
How To Loose a Guy in 10 Days
Wanted
Definitely, Maybe
Kaminey
Love Aaj Kal
Magadheera
Oye
Yes Man
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Loved My Fair Lady. Rex Harrison deserves every inch of the Oscar he got. Also, I have come to like Audrey Hepburn quite a lot.
While we are still talking Classic Hollywood, let me drop in a quick word about Gregory Peck.
He is God. Period.
Bytheway, do the 'To Kill A Mocking Bird' fans out there know these interesting trivia.
-Mary Badham who plays Scout, Atticus' (Peck's character) daughter stuck a close friendship with Peck. Both of them remained very close till Peck's death in 2003. She always called him Atticus.
-It is Clark Kent's favourite movie.

Oh re taal mile nadi ke jal se...

2009-08-12T20:32:00.004+05:30

Nainital.
What to skip?
-Ropeway. Nothing much on offer. Mussorie ropeway is better.

What not to skip?
-A 1-1/2 hour horse ride on a cobbled path in a dream-like picturesque jungle. Singularly awesome it was.
-Boating in the enticing and well maintained waters of Talli tal and Malli tal. It's the kind of boat ride where you can take a book along and laze around for an hour.
-The flea market at Mall road
-Candles

People.
-Mr. Amarnath who is into boat rowing in Malli/Talli tal since 40-45 years. A really endearing man he is.
-Cat-eyed chauffeur who sang old hindi songs along with us, while driving us around scenic lakes.

Tip
Apparently the best season to visit is October.
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Oh re taal mile nadi ke jal mein, nadi mile saagar mein,
Saagar mile kaun se jal mein, koi jaane na..
Movie - Anokhi Raat
Singer - Mukesh
Lyrics - Indeewar
Music - Roshan

I had first listened to this song in an album called 'Restday'.
It had the favorite hindi songs of Indian cricketers, sung by Manjrekar and Kambli. This song was Azhar's fav.
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Chandni Chowk - Delhi 6.
-Took lots of interesting pics but its a pity that I am unable to share them. X's mobile ne dokha de diya.
-It's the place to go, to taste the real street food of Delhi.
-The Jalebi here is stuff to die for. Golden red, juicy and so big that it hardly fits in your palm.
-The Falooda was yummy too.
-Paani Puri though, I think Hyderbad has better.

whats you fav e-word?

2009-07-15T23:25:00.012+05:30

Much happening around...
- Supreme Court's landmark ruling on Sec 377. God knows we took too long to arrive at this! But like they say - better late than never.
The society may remain as stigmatized as ever, but sometimes Law needs to lead the way.
-Federer won his 15th. Roddick won many fans.
- C stepped into a brand new phase of life - a much awaited one.
-I am discovering the joys of going around Dilli early in the morning.
-The number of cars and the number of women driving them, are few of the first things that hit you about this city.
-Later of course you move on to the high percentage of well-groomed people and the mind-boggling all-pervasiveness of Paneer.
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Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
Roman Holiday
To Kill a Mocking Bird
In Mood for Love
Dasvidaniya
One Fine Day
Transformers 2
The Proposal
Kambakt Ishq
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Books on my bedside table -
Time Machine - H.G Wells
Cosmos - Carl Sagan
My Friend Sancho - Amit Varma
Stay Hungry Stay Foolish - Rashmi Bansal
Mein Kampf - Adolf Hitler
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Mine is Hope.
It's quite a thing, yes. But it can darn well kill too.
What's your favourite e-word bytheway? 'e' as in emotion.

Mausam ki pehli baarish...

2009-06-30T18:13:00.002+05:30

After what has been a trying tyrst with the Capital's heat waves, the much awaited drizzle has soothed many a desperate souls here.

Life is good. Right Here Right Now.
Bas ise ab great banane ke liye garam garam Mirchi Bajji and Jalebi ki zaroorath hain.
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Terminator 4 - Salvation
Wolverine - XMen Origins
Star Trek
New York

Delhi Se - Its been a week..

2009-06-19T22:36:00.007+05:30

My previous visit to the Rajdhani was typically touristy. This time though its more like an extended holiday; eventhough its work that I have come here to do. And if you ask me this is the best way to discover a city. Go live there, for a month or two.
The walk from the bus stop to home, auto rides, the galli ka kirana store, the children's park around the corner, the bargains - its these that flavor the experience.
I feel at home, in this city. Not sure why. From the moment I landed.
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The temperature and pollution here are an issue. But one always finds a way to beat them.
So it was destination Mussoorie - Hrishikesh - Haridwar.
3 of us did the travelling. 8 hours earlier, I had no clue who the other two were and had never laid eyes on them. It is the closest I have come to travelling alone and it makes the whole trip so much cooler.

Reason# 11, why you should go travelling -
to realise how you can will an ailing body to savour the chills of a hill station.

Federer Claims his 14th Slam

2009-06-07T21:07:00.005+05:30

A timesonline article on how Federer wanted this victory so much and so badly, that his desire almost destroyed him. Today's was not the same Federer who looked a bundle of nerves in the semi final. This one kept his cool and are we glad he did or what!

There are things we lesser mortals will never understand - like how he must have felt when after claiming the title he stood in attention (to the Swiss anthem being played out) and tears rolled out. It must be nice to want something so badly.

There were champions earlier too ofcourse, but only a choicest few inspire poetry, no?

Federer in French open Final

2009-06-06T00:08:00.002+05:30

He is into the finals. But Nadal won't be there and the victory (if achieved) wouldn't taste like it ought to.
It's not really like the good old days, but atleast its something.
Those times were good. You went to bed assured, that however big and bad the world might be, there were things that din't change - Roger Federer Wins. You held on to that precious certainity, clinged to it, for.. it comforted touchy nerves.
Then came along Nadal to threaten the order. We comforted ourselves with a 'this too shall pass'. But no passing storm this, it eventually conquered all - even the sacred grass courts. Its been painful ever since and we slowly went back to being our cynical selves - disenchanted with the ways of world.

We celebrate Madhuri today.

2009-05-24T21:30:00.002+05:30

We shall let the videos speak for themselves, K.
-At her bashful best in the title song of Hum Aapke Hain Kaun.
-Absolutely divine, in Dil To Pagal Hain dance sequence.
-With Prabhu Deva in Pukar.

UPA wins

2009-05-17T10:18:00.006+05:30

For the numbers, some really cool graphics representing them, constituency wise results and just about everything, you can go here.
The UPA alliance put up a performance that must have surprassed even its own most optimistic estimates.
UPA - 262. NDA - 157.
Thanks to the results I hear sighs of relief all around, not so much because UPA won but because someone won. A badly fractured verdict was every body's biggest fear and most are happy that UPA's been given a clear mandate.
Mostly because it is still fresh in the minds how the coalition partners (esp DMK and Left) wielded disproportionate power in policy decisions, last time around.
But one wonders if all the euphoria on this government being shackle-free misplaced? After all, the DMK is still going to be a part of the govt. And if the Left is out, Mamata Banerjee is in.
Will the Congress party's strong individual performance (206 seats) lend enough weight to its voice so as to keep the regional/smaller parties in their place?

Highlights.
-Congress + Trinamool Congress make surprising inroads into the Left bastion in West Bengal.
-DMK proves most exit-polls wrong in Tamil Nadu.
-Congress must have surprised itself with its performance in UP. Rahul Gandhi proves his mettle in the harsh and rugged political landscape of Uttar Pradesh?!
-YSR delivers Andhra Pradesh to Congress, safe and sound. Both Lok Sabha and Assembly.
-LK Advani loses out on what maybe his last shot at being the PM of the country.

Locally.
-I am glad that we managed to avoid a hung assembly.
-Relieved that KCR and TRS go further down the road of being irrelevant. Thank God for that.
-Happy that Jai Prakash Narayana won from Kukatpally. It is the only seat that Lok Satta won, but that is hardly a surprise. One look at the party wise break up of the votes polled in various constituencies, especially in Hyderabad, should give him and his party enough hope to carry on for the next five years. Cheers to that!

one more down the list...

2009-05-13T18:47:00.004+05:30

'Get a Guiness World Record' must surely be a part of every random things-to-do-before-you-die lists, I say. And on last Sunday, I went ahead and got one.
So what if I was one of the 160000 people who made the record, I have it in my name alright!
If there were professional singers and students of music, there were also coarse tones, wrong pitches and those fumbling to strike the right tune. What was endearing though, was how all of it blended seamlessly resulting in a goose-bumps inducing experience.

What we sang were some of most popular keerthanas of Annamacharya.
1. Bhaavamulona, Bahyamunandunu
2. Brahma Kadigina Padamu
3. Entamatramuna Evvaru
4. Podugantimayya
5. Kondalalo Nelakonna Koneti Rayudu
6. Narayanathe Namo
7. Muddugare yashoda
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The final phase of General Elections - 2009 concludes today.
Counting starts on May 16 and the exit-poll buzz from tonight.
Most predict a hung verdict, so 16th ain't gonna throw any sure victors. It will all come down to what is being called the sixth phase of this election, the frantic post-poll horse trading.
But that is far off, what beckon me now to the idiot box are those lit studios and analysts clad in fancy suits somehow trying to make sense out of the mess that Indian politics is.

InTransit@BglCYJN

2009-05-04T17:06:00.006+05:30

Its only right that the I document the last leg of this journey from a net center in the station, waiting to catch my train that will take me back home.

2 days.
Of - No Television. No Laptop. No internet. No work. No traffic snarls. (almost) No mobile.
Of - Really long walks in the night. Old-school type picnics. Roads lined with scary ancient trees. Bike rides at 2 AM. Plain lazying around. Sitting bang in the middle of a road. Lying down under welcoming trees. Chasing dogs away. Snail-paced time. Pure air. Awesome climate. Old memories. New experiences. Uncertain future and an ambivalent past.

Reason# 9 - why you should go traveling.
Coz you get to meet some pretty amazing people while you are at it.
I have in fact just now said my farewell to one such lady.

why sirjee, why?

2009-04-28T16:33:00.001+05:30

Ajmal Kasab is now a proven adult and can now be tried in a normal court of justice.
A little background:
Ajmal Kasab’s defence lawyer claimed he is a minor and was just 17 year old at the time of 26/11 attacks. If proven to be true, the claim would have had a direct bearing on the punishment meted out to him. As a minor, he can be jailed for a maximum of 3 years.

Extremists recruiting minors is no news. Hence, the question is still relevant.
If Ajmal was indeed a minor, how comfortable would you have been to see a juvenile court sentence him to just 3 years in prison? Juvenile criminals find sympathy with most but does someone like Kasab deserve it? On the other hand, does the gravity of his crime call for an over-looking of the fact that he indeed was as minor? The rule book says – try him in a juvenile court. Would that be unpopular with a people hungry for justice?
It is a dangerous territory to tread.
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Now that the Lanka war is heading towards a closure, the chatter about his extradition to India is gaining decibels. Rajapaksa says he is ready to extradite him but only after he faces trial in Sri Lanka.

Mr. President, why on earth would you do that? Do you know nothing of our track record?
Prabhakaran’s trail will be hopeless in India.
We will take excruciatingly long to find him guilty.
“But he got your Prime Minister killed”, did you say?
Oh yeah, we almost forgot. Surely we can’t let him go.
One fine day our courts will finally find him guilty, but we will not have the guts to carry out the sentence.
There will be some fringe elements with sympathy for him and we will be spineless enough to buckle under their pressure.
You would be well advised to finish off the matter in your country sir.

There are no rules for us.

2009-04-22T22:46:00.005+05:30

Robin Lustig ponders over a question whose importance can hardly be over-stated.
“Who decides when a group of people who want to break away from the country of which they are a part can do so? If Kosovo, why not Tibet? If Abkhazia, why not Chechnya?”
One person’s terrorist is another's freedom fighter. And indeed who is it that decides what history shall call them?

Relevant, and more so today, when the 25-30 year long civil war in SriLanka looks like it’s headed towards a climax.
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Just yesterday I looked at this piece and wondered if Pakistan would disintegrate and fall completely to Taliban in near future. And this ran a chill down my spine today. Many analysts do not rule out the above possibility and the kind of time lines they are talking about are scary to say the least.
6 months to one year?!!! Damn!
International community shudders at the thought of Taliban being in control of Pakistan. I read somewhere that part of the scare is that we just don’t know what to expect. Because the world has not yet seen a nuclear-armed nation, fail.
Are we over reacting? Are we falling prey to our obsession with doomsday predictions?
Musharaff was ousted because of enormous public outrage against him. It worked.
Pak’s has been a relatively open, moderate and modern if you will, society compared to other Islamic nations. Will the people choose to reject the Taliban? Will it work? Is that a realistic, even if distant, possibility?

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Here is a spirited Dawn editorial saying -
"The uproar is understandable but should it really come as a surprise that Sufi Mohammad and his band of barbarians are opposed to all that we hold dear? Of course not".
and
"And one is wrong if one thinks this can’t happen in Pakistan. It can and it will unless we strike a decisive blow for the silent majority."

54% and that blue mark…

2009-04-17T22:54:00.002+05:30

Elections in India have always been a high-decibel affair. A full blown tamasha, if you will. This time around apart from the usual suspects - political parties and the media, the voices of those urging people (esp youngsters) to go out there and vote were uncharacteristically loud. They were everywhere… on the streets, on the hoardings, on the net, television, FM radio, in newspapers, in colleges, corporate offices.. you name it.

The mood out there, everywhere, was… “lets vote”. Most people I personally knew were also going to vote. All this compounded by the vision of lots of youngsters in line at polling station waiting for their turn, led me to believe that this time there was going to be an unprecedented rise in polling percentage.
For all the hoopla though, Hyderabad scored way below the state average - just around 54%
To get a complete picture we will have to wait for further break-up of the statistics on the lines of age, gender, education etc..

But I simply don’t know what to make of that rather low and disappointing percentage.
A re-iteration of the ‘Indian urban voter apathy’ syndrome?
Or was it merely a failure on my part to actually appreciate the kind of numbers we are dealing with here?
True, many first time voters were mobilized and inspired to vote, but extrapolating that to represent some sort of a tiny-winy social revolution, was a mistake?
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And about that blue mark...
Yes, I have it on my left hand’s index finger. I cast my vote today. For the first time.
08:15 - 16 Apr 2009 - St. Anthony’s High School

Why are you happy despite just being a clerk?

2009-04-15T17:40:00.003+05:30

This is an excerpt from a comment on Rashmi’s blog.
“all they have is a job.. bread and butter thing. This fancy word career makes them think that they need to derive meaning from what they do. The whole reason for frustration in working class is this, suddenly out of the blue, they have been asked to look for meaning in what they do . In 80’s we all were typists & clerks, now we are IT engineers, Financial analyst etc. and that’s about it .The world changed & its demand for flavor of services changed and we are just satisfying it, in exchange to our bread & butter and now EMIs . Work was never a play …it was a drag and everybody knew it & said it so, enter 90s and the bluff of career entered. When everything was right perspective people would work, come out of office & play .The boundary was clear, precise uncomplicated. No body questioned why you are happy despite just being a clerk, a steno, a teacher? Comparative happiness is the disease...”
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It is generally accepted that it is ok to laugh at our previous self – that peeks at us from the old diary pages.
It’s ok to brush him aside, feeling smug and all grown-up.
What if you find a stranger there?
Some one whose foresight puts you to shame.
What do you tell yourself except – Oh Dear!
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When you can’t summon the strength from within,
It helps to look at the commandment on the wall.
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Anyone out there who is voting tomorrow and hasn’t made up his/her mind yet and is open to suggestions?
I say this to you my dear – veela gurthu ke vote veddam!

What would you do if you were not afraid?

2009-04-05T13:26:00.004+05:30

Seriously, what?

Might sound like a quote from a random piece on self-improvement. It is.
But warrants a thought, no?

Woo Ooo Ooo

2009-03-26T18:58:00.003+05:30

It’s like someone has hit me on my head with a heavy hammer.
A black hammer with ‘Good Old Days’ written on its handle.
Written in cherry red.
I can see golden stars and little yellow ducks swirling over my head in a circle.

What happened you ask? Sigh!
After what must be an eternity, I listened/watched this.
He might not be conventional choice for a favorite cartoon character, but Uncle Scrooge is mine.

Talking about nostalgia and cartoons, how can I forget the cutesy voice that sang ‘jungle jungle’ every Sunday morning!

your list of fav Mukesh numbers?

2009-03-16T14:06:00.003+05:30

Main pal do pal kaa shaayar hoon,
Pal do pal meri kahaanee hain
Pal do pal meri hasthee hain,
Pal do pal meri jawaanee hain

Lyrics - Saahir Ludhiyanvi
Music – Khayyam
Movie – Kabhie Kabhie
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Ek din bik jayega, maati ke mol
Jag mein reh jayenge pyare tere bol
Dooje ke hothon ko dekar apne geet
Koi nishani chhod, phir duniya se dol

Lyrics - Majrooh Sultanpuri
Music – RD Burman
Movie- Anand
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Kisi ki muskuraahaton pe ho nisaar
Kisi ka dard mil sake to le udhaar
Kisi ke vaaste ho tere dil men pyaar
Jeena isi ka naam hai

Music- Shankar Jai Kishan
Movie- Anaadi
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Kal Khel Mein Hum Ho Na Ho
Gardish Mein Taare Rahenge Sada
Bhoolenge Hum Bhoologe Tum
Par Hum Tumhare Rahenge Sada
Rahenge Yahin Apne Nishan
Iske Siva Jana Kahan
Jeena Yahan Marna Yahan,
Iske Siva Jaana Kahan

Lyricist -Hasarat Jaipuri
Music- Shankar Jai Kishan
Movie - Mera Naam Joker
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Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke sapne chune,
Sapne, surile sapne,
Kuch hansee ke, kuch gum ke,
Teri ankhon ke saye churaye rasili yaadon ne,
Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke.

Lyrics - Yogesh
Music – Salil Choudhary
Movie – Anand
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Kabhi kabhi mere dil mein khayaal aata hai
Ki jaise tujhko banaya gaya hai mere liye
Tu abse pehle sitaaron mein bas rahi thi kahin
Tujhe zameen pe bulaya gaya hai mere liye

Lyrics - Saahir Ludhiyanvi
Music – Khayyam
Movie – Kabhie Kabhie

I live in Story...

2009-03-13T11:42:00.008+05:30

The election fever is gripping the nation and here's a starter:
A one-stop shop for data related to every General Election since 1951.
Check out the Quick Links at the bottom of the page, for trivia and statistics.
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Done Reading:
The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins

Currently Reading:
A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini
The Selfish Gene by Richard Dawkins
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Loved The Kite Runner.
Hosseini makes it very easy for us to love/hate the supporting characters. Sympathize with them or watch them in horror. The real appeal however lies with the protagonist and his grey shades.
Like Amir himself, we have to come to terms with all that is good and bad in him.
Fear, friendship, insecurity, cowardice, betrayal, guilt, repentence and ultimately salvation (or atleast the hope for it).
It is the endearing relationship of Hassan and Amir that really holds it all together. Besides, you really can't help falling for little Hassan.
The Afghan backdrop and a dekho into their way of life - I liked very much.
Hosseini's decision to retain some native words (with explanation) and not just replace them with bland translations, was smart.
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Trivia.
Did you know that there is a county, city, CDP (census designated place) and an unincorporated town bearing the name of 'story'.
X: hi..
Y: hello..
X:Where do you live?
Y:I live in Story.

Cool ain't it?
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Remember the shot of Earth with debris all over its atmosphere and above, in Wall-E?
This sure is a sign of things to come. Space junk is gonna be a big international issue very soon.
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Pak catches cold and we get a headache.
Ah well, "You can choose foriegn policy, but not geography".

From across the table.,

2009-02-28T04:45:00.003+05:30

Saw Dev D – I am floored.
Music by Amit Trivedi : Top class.
Nayan Tarse. Saali Kushi. Emotional Atyaachar. Dhol yaara Dhol. Paayaliya.
Darn!! Each better than the other.

Taras Na Mile, Nayan Tarse
Dono Se Bahe Dhaar, Nayan Tarse

Tapish Ki Phuhaar, Sawaan Barse
Chubhan De Hazaar, Sawaan Barse

Gaali Si Lage Malhaar,
Sawaan Barse Barse Barse Re

Movie- Dev D
Music : Amit Trivedi
Lyrics : Amitabh Bhattacharya
Vocals : Amit Trivedi
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Little people – Story 1

Turing believes machines think
Turing lies with men
Therefore machines do not think

-Alan Turing in a letter to his friend.

Computer Science students and Theory of Computation enthusiasts especially, will remember Turing fondly. He is the man behind the Turing machine.
The man who broke German codes (ENIGMA) in the Second World War.
The man widely held as the Father of Computer Science.
The man whom we owe Artificial Intelligence to.

He was convicted for homosexuality.
Was forced to take estrogen hormone injections.
Was disqualified from continuing secret cryptological work.
And committed suicide by eating a cyanide laced Apple.

Blood riles!!
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-Currently reading : The Kite Runner
-If you skip the irritating item songs, Billu (erstwhile Billu Barber) is a sweet little story.
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-Understanding is what they call it; your comfort level with moral ambiguities.
-Prioritizing is a skill I was not born with.
And the acquired talent isn’t any great shakes either.
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The countless rehearsals betrayed more than the actual act.
The words did not match the tone of her voice.
There was pain in one and exhaustion in the other.
From across the table the emotions seem to come filtered.

raise your glasses, will ya...

2009-02-23T11:54:00.001+05:30

To AR Rahman for his Oscar wins.
Here’s hoping that lots of great work comes his way.

Isn’t all art so?

2009-02-19T20:57:00.003+05:30

Rajeev Masand in his ‘Seven Pounds’ movie review says… “If you like to be emotionally manipulated, this is just the film for you.”
But then I wonder… isn’t all art emotional manipulation at some or the other level?
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Nandan Nilekani’s blog.
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Dawn has a fascinating piece on the peace agreement reached between Pakistan government and Taliban in Swat valley and Maulana Sufi Muhammad’s role in it.
The Opinionator points to reactions from all around on the issue.
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-23
-And I feel ancient. Huh!
-Saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.
-Not sure if I'l grow up to be a kid one day, but I sure as hell, was born old.
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Coffee mug in a hand. Calvin n Hobbes in another.
Ah! The simple pleasures of life.
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A whimsical thought was a visitor recently -
has this blog run its course and should I be shutting it down!

Reason#17 - Why you should go travelling

2009-01-22T21:55:00.007+05:30

So you can capture these - sights, scenes and the signs.
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Marooned on a windy island, for too long.
Time locked in a freezing sunset, for an eternity.
Cutting through every breath, the unforgiving air.

The warm sun on my cheek today, a queer stranger.
Fluttered and unsettled, can I contain it My love?

-Jill finished it with "The joy and the shock".
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We console ourselves in curious ways.
With time, we whisper in our ears, it will be OK.
Do we have a backup option left though,
when the hour-glass unmasks a pitiless face?
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AR Rehman won the Golden Globe.
I hope he'd bag the Oscar too.

On-the-other-hand...
Am I the only one who pleasantly marvels at how similar Sachin and Rehman are?!
For a hero hungry nation, what better role models can one ask for?
They are both ofcourse, amongst other things, short, shy, soft-spoken and come with a 'cute till 80' warranty.
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Obama's inaguration ceremony speech - I agree with the general verdict out there.
There was punch and spunk, oh yeah. But in his delivery and not the words.

How predictable can you get?

2009-01-06T17:53:00.005+05:30

Lots of list-making happens, at this time of the year. Don't we all love lists?
Anyways, here's pointing you to lists of 2008:
-Ten best news from the Muslim world.
-Ten things we did right.
-Ten most undercovered stories.
-Actually, let me point you to the baap of all lists. Top 10 Everything of 2008.
-Movies I liked: Wall-E. Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye. Welcome to Sajjanpur. Rock On. The Dark Knight (Solely for Ledger's performance).

2009. Young it might be, but it's 'big, best and most':
-Predictable thing that has happened : Pak says Mumbai evidence provided by India is not credible. Really, did anyone not see this coming?
-Trailer out : Masakalli Masakalli. Sonam Kapoor is totally Wow.
-Catchy phrase : Emossional Atyaachaar. Alright the song was out late in 2008. But Time mein kya rakha hain, bhaavnaon ko samjho.
-Awaited : a Federer victory.
-Stories that will continue: Isreal - Hamas, India - LeT and SriLanka - LTTE.

Kya keh ke gaya tha, shaayar woh sayaana

2008-12-22T10:02:00.011+05:30

It's a shame that history is taught the way it is, in school. It is much like a conscious attempt to strip us of any little interest we might be harbouring towards it. Back then, it was a chore; it was about memorizing names with silly roman numbers after them and god-knows-how-many battles and the years they were fought. The sole aim - to remember long enough to pass the exams. No one cared thereafter. But history can be made so much more interesting, something that I have discovered outside the social studies text book.

If it were not for the knowledge of what transpired in yesteryears, how could we ever hope to answer the 'why' of things happening today.

Anyways, the Middle-East is on boil again. If you are done following the traditional media coverage, here is where you should head to, if you, as Lustig says "want to know what bloggers in Gaza and Israel are saying about current Israeli military operations there, rather than just reading what people thousands of miles away think about them".

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Kya keh ke gaya tha, shaayar woh sayaana,
Aag ka dariya, doob ke jaana.
Tu sabar tho kar mere yaar,
Zara saans tho le dildaar.
Chal phikr nu goli maar yaar,
Hai din zindadi de char.

Lyrics – Jaideep Sahani
Music – Salim Sulaiman
Movie – Rab ne bana di jodi
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New year resolutions and all that is done to death. Lets talk predictability. Do you know how the new year is gonna be for you? How much of it is going to be as planned and laid out? Or are you in for a wild ride?

Did you know why Romania will survive the end of the world?

2008-12-11T18:54:00.006+05:30

Robin Lustig makes his case for how journos are not very good at dealing with stories that move slowly, here. Stories of steady disintegration - bit by bit.

It's true ain't it? The big spectacles make headlines and grab eyeballs. We rattle of the names and numbers real fast... WTC, London, Madrid, Bali, Mumbai. Lustig talks about Congo, Darfur and Zimbabwe. We needn't go that far. Closer home, have we really took notice of just how many have been killed in Maoist attacks in the past decade or so? Or the ever-volatile North-East?

Not really pointing finger at the media or the administration, but rather wondering if we, humans, are wired that way?

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Meanwhile, much is being made out of the so-called united face the parliament put up yesterday. I am not in a hurry to paint rosy pictures of optimism yet and prefer to ask, did they really have a choice and did it take any effort? Once the L-e-T links were established, it was quite easy to call the attacks, a war on India. And talk in glorifying terms about standing united against the outsider. After all when the country is at war, as Mr Advani would like us to believe, it is the obvious and expected stand for you to take.

Enemy, however, does not always come from across the seas. What about the case when you are up against an insider? Mr. Advani, when you will not have the refuge of nationality, would you still refrain from identity politics? When you will not have the convenience of branding them as outsiders, will you still say that terrorism knows no religion?

Having said that, I admit it was relieving to see some civility return to the parliament sessions. To see young MPs talk passionately about reforming the security infrastructure and de-politicizing the police force, is mildly comforting. But the political process has made such cynics out of us, that words don't really mean much.

Not really pink with optimism, but still willing to hold on to hope.

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Like I said. If you are in IT now, you are looking at potential bachelorhood for quite some time to come.

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People engage, stay connected and comment upon the political process in their countries in varied styles. The drawing room discussions, college debates, the dejected shaking of head seeing the news everyday, media, taking out rallies and sometimes even voilence.

How would a populace denied basic rights under a totalitarian regime cope with it's grim situation?

Here is a nice piece on humor in Communist Romania.

tumhein bhi kabhie yeh sataatein hain?!!

2008-12-10T22:35:00.006+05:30

Curtains raise... the tamaasha begins.
With the general elections due, the recent assembly polls in 5 states (Delhi, MP, Rajasthan, Chattisgarh and Mizoram) were widely being held as some kind of semi-final.
The results have left everyone scratching their heads and scrambling for theories.

-The terror card works? No.
The general elections might shower more light on this, though.
-In-fighting, an exclusive Congress bastion? No.
Raje's loss in Rajastan has widely been attributed to this.
-Anti-incumbency, a factor? No.
Dixit just won her 3rd term. Phew.
-Indian voter comes of age, as some journos want us to believe?
Er, I doubt it sire.
-The mild mannered politicos won over the flamboyant ones?
Alright Dixit won and so did Gehlot. But Modi is still ruling and so is Mayawati.
-Predictions for big polls due next year?
Congress is not going to do as badly as BJP wants it to.
-Is a coalition still the most probable outcome?
Yes.

Reminds me of the first general election I followed. Back in the days when 24X7 news channels were unheard of. Back when Pranoy Roy's NDTV used to make news for StarPlus.
I remember staring wide-eyed at all those graphics that Roy threw up and uttered his favorite word - landslide. I still like the sound of the word from his mouth.

Before the news channels/shows segregated on linguistic lines, there was a news-show that delivered the goods in an appealing mix of English and Hindi. It looked like common sense. Most of us talk that way after all, substituting words from other languages. ZEE tv was it?
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A route which I considered to be safe enough even after 9 in the evening, turned out otherwise, at 1300 hours. Yesterday. What is one supposed to do? Let out a prayer each day on reaching home, for miraculously still being safe?
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Tumhein bhi kabhie yeh sataatein hain,
Muskurake dil ko churaatein hain,
Jeene ko tho dil yeh chaahta hain,
Jaane phir kyun sharmaata hain

Lyrics - Tanvir Shah, Arshii
Singer - Lucky Ali
Album - Aks

2008-12-02T21:34:00.006+05:30

I have a friend who was to take a train that day in CST. A friend's friend who saw people drop dead infront of him. 2 out of 9 blogs linked here, have first person accounts of how they 'missed' it by a whisker.

Have been trying to avoid writing about the recent terrorist attacks in Mumbai. Have however decided that its best to get it out and out of the way. Most households in India with a cable connection have spent a good 60 hours in the past few days, watching that horror unfold, LIVE.

Some talk of enough is enough. Some have written passionately about it. Some are taking candle-lit marches. Others are filing PILs.

I, for one, have no words to say. Not even those which come loaded with angst, anger and exhaustion.

of dhabas and gourmet kitchen...

2008-11-22T22:38:00.004+05:30

I think there isn't really anything called a cool job. There are just people who love what they do.
You can really tell when you see someone who likes what he does. It's pure and infectious.

There are loads of so called food and travel shows on air. Somehow amidst all those 'awwhh's 'mmhh's and 'ooohh's eachone utters... there are two that stand out.
Their love for food - I can almost smell and taste from my living room.
Anthony Bourdain - No Reservations
Rocky and Mayur - Highway on my Plate

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai...

2008-11-18T16:44:00.004+05:30

Truly trivial and nearly spectacular – Chapter 5
Having a secluded corner with a sunset view for a cubicle, at work.
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Khuda Ke Liye
The Simpsons
Ashta Chamma
Aavakaya Biryani
Quatum Of Solace
Fashion
Aamir
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It’s that time again...
When,
You see nervous whispers at lunch in the canteen.
You dread the three words “You’ve Got Mail”, each morning opening your official mailbox.
Everyone walks around with a “Is it my turn today?” look.
You no longer get hourly calls from people offering you loans with no interest and credit cards with no limit.
Your market value at shaadi.com dips considerably.

Thats right… it is the IT lay-off season.

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A not-so-oft remembered, but beautiful nonetheless, song from Lakshya.

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai
Tasveerein si ban jaati hain
Main kaise inhein bhooloon
Dil ko kya samjhaoon

Kitni baatein kehne ki hai
Honton par jo sehmi si hai
Ek roz inhein sun lo
Kyun aise gum-sum ho

Kyun poori ho na paayi daastaan
Kaise aayi hai aisi dooriyaan

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai
Tasveerein si ban jaati hain
Main kaise inhein bhooloon

Lyrics - Javed Akhtar
Music - SEL

he hated the sunshine today...

2008-11-08T22:55:00.006+05:30

Her eyes fell on a little black bag lying in the corner, casually forgotten.
All she could recollect was a cloudy picture of its contents, nothing more than that.
She stretched a hand to wrap her fingers around it.
Only to feel her hand break through a invisible film of dust that seemed to curtain the past and the present.
She grabbed whatever she could of the bag and pulled it to her chest.
As she hastened to open it, the contents spilled out.
Lying before her, strewn all over the place was her past.
Things that were meant to freeze the moment they were part of. For an eternity.
Things that were trusted to deliver back that moment, unadulterated, no matter when beckoned.
Things that spoke aloud of the naive self-importance of those moments.
Pale shadows of yesterday they were, now. What's the point? she caught herself wondering.
But she could not bring herself to let go. Not even today.
She dusted the bag and placed it back in that dark corner carefully. Smiling silently all along.

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He looked out of the window. It was a sunny day.
An irritated sigh and muted curses later, he went back to the keyboard.
You wouldn't realise that anything was amiss,
If you'd miss the forced key strokes.
Eyebrows knitted together, he mouthed a silent - I hate the weather.
Each sunny day came with a 'this won't last long' written all over it.
And every time he woke up to a clouded sky, the sunny days past seemed like an illusion.
He hated it. Today.

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Najaane kab se umeedein kuch baki hain
Mujhe phir bhi teri yaad kiun aati hai

Juda Hoke Bhi Tu Mujhmein Kahi Baaki Hai
Palkon Mein Banke Aansu Tu Chali Aati Hai

Sath Mere Hain Tu Har Pal Shab Ke Andhere Mein
Paas Mere Hain Tu Ujale Savere Mein
Ab Toh Aadat Si Hai Mujhko Aaise Jeene Mein

Lyrics - Goher Mumtaz

Singer - Atif Aslam

Symbolism - Isn't it quite a thing?

2008-11-05T14:25:00.003+05:30

Obama won. And you can have a look at the papers... here.
And I find myself pondering over the very thing which the results have mandated as a non-issue. Yes, race.
The results show, ‘it’s the economy, stupid’. That and Iraq + Bush.
True. But in spite of all that, to have the race issue relegated to the shadows I think is quite remarkable.

To go from white-only seats in public places to electing an African-American as the President – in living memory. Isn’t it quite a thing?

I have read a news report about an African-American, who remembers what it’s like to have dogs set after you and to be beaten up for daring to vote. Today he listens to a black man deliver a presidential election victory speech. Isn’t it quite a thing?

Symbolism has great potency. And not just to prep-up the rhetoric.

Second link - courtesy - Justin Webb's blog at bbc.co.uk

Beauty. Speechless. Dream. Sigh.

2008-11-01T12:23:00.001+05:30

Courtesy : http://www.isro.org/pressrelease/Oct31_2008.htm

er...

2008-10-28T15:47:00.004+05:30

“Man has no ears for what he has not experienced. If he agrees to something, he knows it already.”
- Unknown

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Photograph is a wonderful thing. Ain't it?!

2008-10-24T19:02:00.003+05:30

A woman makes flower offerings before the statue of a bull outside the Bombay Stock Exchange (BSE) on 22 October 2008. Indian shares have lost nearly half their value this year as the global financial crisis has rippled around the world. - BBC

aksar us chauraste pe nazar padthi hain...

2008-10-22T16:16:00.006+05:30

Some quite cool things happened... Chandrayaan launched!
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"Well the correct answer is, 'He's not a Muslim, he's a Christian, he's always been a Christian'. But the really right answer is, 'What if he is?'"
- Colin Powell
First word that came to my mind - Sense.
And sense not just in the context of Obama or the negative campaign, but in the broader context of a much prevelant tendency to brand people on the basis of their religious identities.
Closer home they are calling it 'identity politics'. They are teaching or rather re-drilling into us what is 'us' and 'them'.
And not just religion, the plague of intolerance never seems to find itself wanting for potential subjects. Everything is a problem - your religion, your caste, which state you were born in, the color of your skin, your sexual orientation, your gender, your political ideology, heck even the language you speak.
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Baavra Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna
Baavre Se Mann Ki Dekho, Baavri Hain Baatein
Baavri Se Dhadkane Hain, Baavri Hain Saansen
Baavri Si Karwaton Se, Nindiya Door Bhaage
Baavre Se Nain Chaahe, Baavre Jharokhon Se, Baavre Nazaaron Ko Takna

Baavra Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Baavre Se Is Jahaan Main, Baavra Ek Saath Ho
Is Sayaani Bheed Main Bas Haathon Mein Tera Haath Ho
Baavri Si Dhun Ho Koi, Baavra Ek Raag Ho
Baavre Se Pair Chaahen, Baavron Tarano Ke, Baavre Se Bol Pe Thirakna

Baavra Mann, Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Baavra Sa Ho Andhera, Baavri Khamoshiyan
Thartharati Lou Ho Maddham, Baavri Madhoshiyan
Baavra Ek Ghooghta Chahe, Haule Haule Bin Bataye, Baavre Se Mukhde Se Sarakana

Baavra Mann, Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Lyrics - Swanand Kirkire
Movie - Hazaaron Kwaishien Aisi
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Seeing Jill running her hand frantically over the book, Jack came over.
“Oh I am trying to wipe out the water”, explained Jill.
“But I can’t see any”.
“Oh, I don’t know”, she looked at him.
“It’s not the page, it’s your eyes”.
She had to blink twice to see what he meant.
She chuckled “Ohh...silly me”.
Jack kept staring into the book.
“When it stopped raining in Bologna”, he muttered slowly.
“You were reading the same line an hour ago”, he finished.
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Aksar us chauraste pe nazar tho padthi hain.
Magar us gali se guzarne ki izzazat khud ko,
kabhie kabhie hii diya karte hain.

jaane kyun dil jaanta hai, tu hain tho I'll be all right

2008-10-13T22:34:00.011+05:30

random observations...

-There is something quite inexplicable about listening to jazz on a lonely evening.
-If I were to make a movie, it would definitely be a Drama.
-News and Coffee are addictions that are hard to fight off.
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Currently reading – Catch 22
Page after page, I am amazed at how Heller manages to keep it going. A friend of mine once talked about how the rest of Heller’s stuff pale in comparison. I am not surprised. A book like this one can only happen once.

Mr. Joseph Heller, take a bow.
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Currently listening to -

Jaane kyun dil jaanta hain... Tu hain tho, I'll be all right.
Tu hain tho tedhi medhi rahein... Ulti pulti baatein, seedhi lagti hain
Tu hain tho jhoothe muthe vaadein...Dushman ke iraade, sache lagtein hain
Jo Dil mein taare vaare de jaga...Woh tu hi hain, tu hi hain.
Jo rothe rothe de hasa... Tu hi hai wohi.

Jaane kyun Dil jaanta hai... Tu hain tho, I'll be all right.

Movie – Dostana
Lyrics - Anvitha Dutt
Singer - Vishal Dadlani
Music - Vishal - Shekar

Correction: Music is by Vishal - Shekar, not SEL

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Statutory Warning: Those allergic to things morose, please feel free to stay away.

Awash in thought she reached home,
hoping to wash the day away with a nap.
Jolted out of sleep, desperate for air,
she allowed herself to grasp it fully, only after a second.
It was a dream, she figured.
Only a dream, she tried to tell herself.
Dared to laugh, she would have,
had she not fully comprehended it.
Resting her head on the pillow, she closed her eyes,
waiting for her racing heart to slow down.
She shifted a little to the right, thinking it could help,
then she shifted to the left, hoping it would help.
She then opened her eyes slowly,
and searched for the ceiling lost in the darkness.
There shall be no more sleep for the night, she knew.
The watch said three more hours were to pass,
for another morning to come-by.
Three more, she whispered into the air.
Fresh ears would have sensed fear in those words,
but then, so did her own.
Another morning of aspirin, she almost chuckled,
drawing up the covers a little and closing her eyes.
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The To-Read list...

The Last Lecture
Stay Hungry Stay Foolish
Dreams from My Father
Crime and Punishment
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I can’t believe I missed out on this for so long. Let me put a comma to my excitement and get straight to the point.
Alice in the Wonderland – *ng Johnny Depp, directed by Tim Burton.
3 favs; together; what more can I ask for?
Just when the idea of Depp in the next Batman movie had started to settle in, this piece of news comes along. O Boy!

wat u up2?

2008-10-11T21:49:00.004+05:30

-Watched a play.
The president is coming. A political satire by Q Theater Productions.
Thanks to The Hindu group, the Hyderabad Theater Fest has now become an annual affair.
Fun, it was. Witty dialogues, exciting characters, a generous dose of irony et al.

-Asked Ramu a question.
You say.."I am liar". Can one really reach a state of complete moral indifference (to oneself)?
He replied... "I did".

-Watched movies like
Chintakaayala Ravi
Singh is King
Laaga Chunari Mein Daag
Er, yes... I sometimes do that. Watch such movies.

-Followed the match.
Yes, India vs Australia.

Of ghastly grammar, irresponsible punctuation and forced rhyme

2008-10-09T01:03:00.003+05:30

The irreverent lot, we are.
Of ghastly grammar and irresponsible punctuation.

We think we are wise,
“The end is to communicate”, we state.
If you think otherwise,
You are the lot, we love to hate.

Instinct, our scale.
Mention rules, and we turn pale.

Right are our words, only when they ring right .
You will find all heart and no mind in sight.

Don’t we cringe, you wonder.
Dear Friend, we only smile and ponder.

Get away with blasphemy, we can.
Break all rules and pose smug.
Poke the heel of your high-horse, we can.
Then smile at you and ask for a hug.

Oh dear, we know all the tricks.
Just that, flouting propriety gives us the kicks.

The irreverent lot, we are.
Of ghastly grammar and irresponsible punctuation.

everybody has a theory

2008-10-07T13:07:00.004+05:30

And the blame game is full-on. The Democrats might be happy being the only ones with the immediate and visible gain from the current financial crisis (The momentum has definitely, even if slightly, shifted in favour of Obama, they say). But not everybody is happy with them.
Justin Webb put up some links and I recommend you check them out.
Especially the last one. Fascinating.
Better still, check them out in reverse order.

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The truly trivial and the nearly spectacular - Chapter 4:

Lying outdoors. Head resting on cross-folded arms. A clear jet black sky and lots of stars.

What fun in looking into the mirror?

2008-10-06T20:06:00.002+05:30

For something to become a part of your conscious thought process, it has to unsettle you enough.
It has to be different enough - From you. From your environment. From your ideas.
After all, what fun is there in looking into a mirror, except in self-contemplation.
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Some have the ability to be constantly amused with life.
Life in general - Others’ and their own.
Life in specific - The little things : the words said and unsaid, the actions, the motivations, the fears and the hopes.
Some think of it as a mere mask.
I can only say - You just don’t get it, my friend.
Willing to guard it with my life, I wish to never lose that ability.
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Contrary to prevalent and popular romantic sentiments, it is rather easy to be tough on oneself.
Maturity is in knowing when to be easy on oneself.
An acknowledgment of the role that the circumstances play in most things.
An acceptance of one’s own helplessness.
An ability to acknowledge the words - “No Point”.
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Some things, just are.
They needn’t be judged by brainwashed criteria of right or wrong and better or worse.
Acceptance of the above might actually undermine the status of some emotions - as the rarest on the planet.
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Yesterday you might have looked at it and swooned over it.
Today, the line might just be a handful empty words.
What has changed – You?
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Jill just missed her bus to town.
Hands on knees, a panting Jack gave her a “What now” look.
Jill looked at her watch and said “Wait for the next one”.
Sitting on the bench, they found time to look at the newly painted Post-Office.
“I never thought the Post-Office would look so good in blue”, remarked Jack.
“I always thought you oughtta like blue”, said Jill.
“Now I do”.
“I am glad to see you like it”.
“But if you hadn’t missed the bus, you would have not known it”.
“I am glad, I missed it”, finished Jill, craning her neck to see if the next bus was coming.