Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Dedication

Dedicating this scriblet to the gal who made my day today
(and a few of my twenty-something years).
Secretly, I o hope that I made her day.
Now, noone can blame that ain’t dedicated.

Am utterly dependent @ this moment.
Drafting this note on a gadget, listening to rock music, consuming a scottish drink.
Don’t know how any wizard could have pulled a laptop out of electrons.
Have never held a guitar in ma hands.
The scottish drink is a gift from my friend.
All of us are utterly dependent.
But do we give-back?
This scriblet is all that I offer now.

If we count on dependency, we will have to count our days as well.
Time is our ultimate dependency.
We are consuming time created by someone, someone superior,
someone who make the sun burn and the earth revolve around.
Call him as whatever you want.

But is it possible to pay this guy back?
Is it possible to return all the time we consumed to him?
May b time-travel will help.
But if we travel in to future, i
t just means that we consume time @ an accelerated pace.
So travelling forward in time won't help.
What if we cud travel back and return all time we consumed so far?
Great idea.
But we don’t know how to bend the physical laws to do it.
Until we learn that we should work.
Work and pay the fruits of work to the supreme Him.

When we do that we indirectly pay back the laptop engineer,
rock musician and scotch distiller as well.
Am gonna write a book and make a movie.
That’s my pay back(apart from whatever worthy deed I do everyday).

Film makers and musicians touch more lives than they realize.
Some in positive ways and few others in other ways.
Blessed is he, who can inspire others with his work.
All great directors and musicians
(the Torontinos, AR Rehmans, David Lynchs, Mani Rathnams, Pink floyds)
are a blessed lot in this way. But people seem to be obsessed with films.

“His films have always been a hit hit. But this one isn’t”
“Hey, it’s a gr8 movie”
“Yes, but that’s not my point. It’s not a hit”
“It has already crossed 25 days”
“But this film cost 20+ crore Rupees to make. It has to run atleast 50 days to break-even”
“May b u r rite. The protagonist takes 10 crore”
This was the conversation between a hotel owner and his servant.
It was supposed to be the peak hour in the hotel.
But there wasn’t much ppl around.
While I was wondering why where all the customers had gone,
he was concerned about this big-budget film's financials.
Well, it’s his business. He must know how to run it.

But the restaurant servant/owner isn’t the only guy doing this.
The entire nation is obsessed with cinema.
On average, every citizen spends 1 hour per day on cinema or discussing cinema.
That’s lot of effort if you consider the entire population.
It’s this collective indulgence in cinema that contributes
so much money to the people involved in it.
If you have something else that can catch the fancy of ppl, you have clear winner.
But what could it be?


Shades make things interesting.
A plain Jane catches noone’s attention.
It is the imperfections in each of us that make us more human.
A personality shines only when it is juxtaposed with its silver lining and slimy shades.
I got my shades.
The silver linings??
Well, I must ask ma friends.

Shades are essential not just for character.
It is equally important for whiskey as well.
The dark golden shade makes u mistake it for elixer.
well, I have never seen nor tasted elixir.
But if it really does exist,
This is how it should be.

Wanted to paint an ode to my bottle of scotch.
Looking back, seems like I have already done it.

Started this column with a dedication.
The gal behind the dedication has her shades as well.
Shades that make her incredibly interesting.
She isn’t a plane Jane,
Neither is she my Jane.
But she’s almost the one behind ma mane.
Almost.

Love is the biggest source of strength but
Also the biggest vulnerability.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Vagabond

Escape:
There were seven of us. Karthik, Sree, Thanga, SreeKanth, Durai, Shen, Sarvesh (Names ordered by age). We were on time to take the train to Salem (Mangalore express). It was around 17:00 @ Chennai central. The official reason for the trip: attend Ska's marriage. The true motive: to vitalize our sinking spirits. By the time[22:00] we were @ salem, Sree was already starving after two chicken briyanis and Karthik had been ass four times(in six games).
Took the van waiting for us and went straight to the cinema. Indiana Jones, Forbidden Kingdom, Kuruvi were the options. Kuruvi won by an over-whelming majority of 6-1. Democracy ruled and we lost reason. Do you know that kuruvi, the bird has become extinct in TamilNadu? All of them committed sucide, when they came to know that this particular film was named after them. We are no kuruvis, therefore we are alive. Reached the lodge in Rasipuram @ 1:30.

Day 1 – Up we go
Five guys from blore and another from chennai joined us. G.k., Zulfi, Rohit, Nagoo, Muzafer were the blorians and Ragupathy the chennaiate. We were 13. We were on-time for lunch @ the wedding reception. The couple were a good match, The bride-groom had the biggest smile, hopefully not for the last time in his life. After a hearty meal, started our trip to kolli hills.

breathTaking

Kolli hills is 15-20 km from Rasipuram. Reached the foothills by 16:00. The climate changed drastically but pleasantly halfway thru the climb. It was cool. The hills were verdant. We stopped the van halft way and took a refreshing walk. Spotted a few monkeys and a snake on our way up.

lostInNature

90 mins and 72 hair-pin bends later, we were almost @ the top. Reached our cottage by 18:00. The kid in us came out and played (spoil-sport). We were busy playing shuttle, cricket, throw-ball. Kolli was welcoming us with a heavy down-pour. karthik and Durai started rain-dancing with nothing but their towel. It was hot. As the rain got heavier, the power failed. It was bliss.
The real party started by 21:30. "To kolli, Cheers!" The party went on till there was blood on the (dance-)floor. Whatever is discussed over a drink, runs down with the drink and never discussed again.

Day 2 - What a fall?
Akash Ganga - that's the name of the fall located on kolli. It was located near Arappalleswar temple. One has to get down 1121 steps to reach the falls. Took 20 - 25 mins to get down the steps. Our legs were literally shaking. We were hugely disappointed to find a massage man instead of a maid. However, the guy was good @ his craft and almost all of us had oil massage.
What a fall it was? It was around 500 feet high and water was flowing down heavy. From that height, there isn’t much difference between needles and water. It was like needles piercing all over your body at once. But it was thrilling. By the time I was approaching the falls, was already thinking about the snakes that could be swimming with us. But all that fear vanished when I got near the main falls. Was worrying how I could survive if I were to be washed away. Had one of the most enlightening moments when I got under the waterfall. Raised my head and looked straight @ the water that was falling from above. We are nothing but dust before nature.

silverLining

We took 2 hours to climb up the steps which we had earlier climbed down in 20 mins. Was almost 17:00 when we were back @ the cottage. Guys from blore and Ragu started to their respective places. We were (sexy) seven again. That night, Karthik had his revenge. He won the game of cards.
A bon-fire was arranged. The party started there and went on to the cottage till 02:30. Durai and Thanga were dancing their heart out @ the bon-fire.

Day 3 – All good things have to end ;)

unravished

'Ettukkai Amman' temple was the first place we visited. The roads were narrow and there was thick vegetation on either side. Were enjoying every inch of the ride. Legend has it that, if you write down your prayer in a sheet of paper and tie it to the vel @ the temple, your prayer will be answered with in certain number of days. While we were @ the temple, there were a few writing down their prayers. We then went to the Eashwar temple located near the Amman temple. Spotted a saffron-clad old man, counting a Rudraksha mala. Was wondering whether he was 'siththar'. But I was not hold enuf to query him.
'Mudhumakkal Thali' was ancient and interesting. It was supposed to be 2000 years old. “Mudhumakkal” means grand old people and “Thali” means container. Poeple who had completed all their worldly duties would wish for a 'samadhi' are placed in the “Thali” and left to rest(in peace). However, we could not find much inside the thali.
We spent sometime boating and then started our journey down. Drove down the hills with-in 40 mins. Reached salem by 20:30. Had heavy dinner and were back on our way to chennai.
The trip will stay in our memory lane for-ever. We loved every bit of Kolli. it was rough, rustic and adventurous. It is the place to be if you are single and like nature and adventure.

Tradition

Shouldn't break tradition.
Even if breaking it,is yours.
Scribbling beyond 23:59 on sunday is my tradition.
Why? It's about sanity. To make sure that am sane.
I guess that's the case with all traditions.
To make sure we are sane.

Bohemian Rhapsody is on air.
Bohemian means 'socially unconventional'.
Rhapsody mean 'enthusiastic or ecstatic xpression of feeling'.
Wow! what a title?
The track indeed is Bohemian.
It starts real slow.
Then it picks up steam and becomes real fast.
Almost like rock n roll.
Then it slows down to a ballad.
It's gonna b over and am starting to like it.

Came across this list from a health-column.
Activity calories-burnt
Running 950
Skipping 800
Jogging 750
Squash 650
Soccer 550
Basket-Ball 550
Dancing 500+
Swimming 500
Wt-training 500
Tennis 450
Cycling 350
Stair-climbing 200
My question, how much does it take for making love?

Been to the metro-plus theater-fest this week.
"A Mid-Summer night's dream" is the opening play.
The Shakesperean play has been adapted to Korean culture.
It was pure magic.
The review is @
"Love Letters" was played yesterday.
There were just two actors/characters in the play.
The actors did an amazing job.
The play itself was brilliant.
Infact,It is the longest running play in India.
But somehow, I couldnt connect to it.
The story happens in America between two americans.
Played out to Indians by Indian artistes.
Don't feel that it is honest.
But the experience itself was good.

"The Hindu" is becoming a major influence of my life.
Have been reading it since I was in 10th standard.
It has been my gateway to the world around.
The more I have known it,the more I have loved it.
Have never found a daily that is so mature and honest.
It has influenced my thoughts,my life-style,me.
And am happy abt what it has done.
Weird! Weird to find that am so fond of a daily.
But that's how it is.
Met N.Ram,the editor-in-chief @ the theater-fest.
Regret that I didnt talk.
Am gonna associate myself with this daily that has defined and become a part of me now.

A Question before we bid adieu.
What will you be doing if you have everything you ever needed/wanted?
.
.
.
Write down your response.
Now you can go thru mine.
I will be ...
Spending time with bro n dad on a pet-project.
Taking mom to temple.
Spending time/making love with my other half.
Working smarter/harder than ever for what I believe in.
Writing down this blabber of a note.
Order of the list undefined.

You gotta wait to know what I belive-in.
Thanks to Ray Charles,Beatles,Pink Floyd,Led Zappelin.