Why does our heart care for someone who actually doesnt mean much to us? Or the very fact that we care implies they mean something to us? I am seriously confused. Currently I am witnessing myself being nice to some people..rather "extra nice". Without a motive. Without expectations. Dont know what triggers me to do so. Its bizarre. I am more than sure I dont pop up in their minds even once in a day. Then why? I hate myself for that. Most people end up taking things for granted. I wish I had the power to not bother so much.
May be not a wise idea, but when things dont happen the way you pictured it to be.. you need a vent.. and blogging prolly lends a helping hand.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
My name is Billa
Alright, Billa is all set to release soon. Its been few days since music was out.
Thoughts...
Theme:-
My pick in the album. Mindblowing work. I can draw parallels to this one and Kadhal Kondein theme with regards to its mesmerizing nature . Truly one of Yuvan's master pieces. I cant wait to see this theme on screen.. its sure to set the theater on fire.
My name is Billa:-
A very neat try. Nothing sounds out of place or uncalled for. Absence of raps that make no sense is refreshing. At this point of time when every music director is bringing in Raps! Voices are very voguish. Trust Kay Kay!!
Manasakkum Arivukkum Thooram Irunthathaal Nanmai.
How true! The whistle gives a nice finishing touch to the song.
Naan Meendum:-
BGM is the savior of this song. The tune is not something out of the ordinary. Deepika's voice evokes some distaste. It really doesn't sound as what the director expected it to sound I guess. Anushka would have done a better job.
Sei:
A good one! The beginning interlude of Mandolin (Im guessing) or may be Guitar... throws you off your seat. Voices abet the music in evoking "erotica" . Jeeez. Guessing this one should have Namitha in it. A very obvious conclusion aint it?! Good use of electric cords. Its good to see new voices being hunt down.
Seval Kodi:-
Its the same Vijay Yesudas + dappankutthu +Yuvan combination. Not impressive. Vijay Yesudas should start exercising his versatility more before the crowd gets bored of his stereotype voice.
Vethalayai Pottendi:-
Shankar Mahadevan is the MAN! Wonder how he manages to keep Bollywood partying everynight as well as Kollywood dancing madly. Kudos to him. Sounds a little like"Dil Mein Baji Guitar" ..but its okay :) All s fair in love , war and so-called-creativity :).
Summa Summa Asatthum!!
Lets give it to Yuvan!
Listen on.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Craziness in its entirety
I hate long weekends..I really abhor them. Wanna know why? They are like a bubble. They dont last long enough! Just when you start having a swell time you reach a dead end. Thanksgiving weekend is one of the weekends I both look forward to and not look forward to.
Thanksgiving 2007 was the most eventful one for me. Did one of the craziest things ever in a long long time. The last time I did something crazy was I think around 2002, when me n my posse were in Besant nagar beach , Chennai. The mild wind, the pleasing sound of waves, the peals of laughter..the place..we were high on the place :). A really whacky thought struck us and we decided to play truth or dare. Yeah yeah.OK guys dont sulk! This was totally different and really daring for 19 yrs old girls to do at 7.30 in the night. Mine was masterstroke. There was a happy family of husb, wife, two kids, grandparents.(guessing they were the man's parents., as old lady dint talk much to the lady of the family ) . I have never seen anything as white as this. Wow. Not a grey here or there. Such was grandma's crowning glory..yes her hair. It was neatly tied into a knot..typically whats called Kondai in South India. And my dare was to walk upto her and ask her if she uses any dye to keep it so white. I wanted to kill my friend that came up with this. Gaaawd! Making a total fool of myself! Oh well its a dare , I had to do it. At the age of 19 I was also more of the dont care kind of person...never worried about what people thought about me etc etc.. Paati was such a sweetheart..she said :-" Illa ma, ithu dye illa ithu ennoda natural hair!" ok thats for those who understand Tamil. And I could actually see my other two friends rolling on the floor , from the corner of my eye. Damn them! But oh yeah it was fun!
When I think back, I wonder how I managed to do such things.
Five years have past. Now the craziest thing of this year. Midnight Madness at Best Buy. If I had stood any longer, my legs would have given up on me, my senses would have bade me goodbye. I stood from Thursday evening 8 o clock to Friday morning 5 o clock. No one was ready to accompany me initially. Nevertheless I almost prepared myself to go alone. Guess thats a Taurean's doggedness. :) Thankfully , another friend of mine decided to come too. Thanks Chakku!! Cannot imagine how it would have been standing alone!! The experience was absolute fun though. First few hours past pretty fine..just when reality hit me hard..I am in NY, and its freaking sub zero here. Damn! I dint even care about the waiting part..but it was the cold that was killing me. Piercing chillness. God is never completely harsh on you. one of my relatives who lives close to BB drove over to give me some warm clothes..and some hot chai. This was around 12 o clock. Some people were chattering away to glory, while some were inside their cozy tents trying to get a wink of sleep. When the clock struck 3, the crowd became active. People started packing their stuff..and getting ready to bag tickets. That was the best part. It was nothing short of a fish market with people shouting at the top of their voices. Toshiba! Sony! Tom Tom! Oh god, it was a riot.At 5 the doors of BB opened, and there was another loooong q at the Computers section. Well the wait was worth it. I got what I wanted. for dirt cheap!
Post thanksgiving..things are back to square one..with an assignment that I have been stuck with for the last two weeks. Huh.. sickening. The brighter side of this being I am getting closer to graduation.
Chau
Thanksgiving 2007 was the most eventful one for me. Did one of the craziest things ever in a long long time. The last time I did something crazy was I think around 2002, when me n my posse were in Besant nagar beach , Chennai. The mild wind, the pleasing sound of waves, the peals of laughter..the place..we were high on the place :). A really whacky thought struck us and we decided to play truth or dare. Yeah yeah.OK guys dont sulk! This was totally different and really daring for 19 yrs old girls to do at 7.30 in the night. Mine was masterstroke. There was a happy family of husb, wife, two kids, grandparents.(guessing they were the man's parents., as old lady dint talk much to the lady of the family ) . I have never seen anything as white as this. Wow. Not a grey here or there. Such was grandma's crowning glory..yes her hair. It was neatly tied into a knot..typically whats called Kondai in South India. And my dare was to walk upto her and ask her if she uses any dye to keep it so white. I wanted to kill my friend that came up with this. Gaaawd! Making a total fool of myself! Oh well its a dare , I had to do it. At the age of 19 I was also more of the dont care kind of person...never worried about what people thought about me etc etc.. Paati was such a sweetheart..she said :-" Illa ma, ithu dye illa ithu ennoda natural hair!" ok thats for those who understand Tamil. And I could actually see my other two friends rolling on the floor , from the corner of my eye. Damn them! But oh yeah it was fun!
When I think back, I wonder how I managed to do such things.
Five years have past. Now the craziest thing of this year. Midnight Madness at Best Buy. If I had stood any longer, my legs would have given up on me, my senses would have bade me goodbye. I stood from Thursday evening 8 o clock to Friday morning 5 o clock. No one was ready to accompany me initially. Nevertheless I almost prepared myself to go alone. Guess thats a Taurean's doggedness. :) Thankfully , another friend of mine decided to come too. Thanks Chakku!! Cannot imagine how it would have been standing alone!! The experience was absolute fun though. First few hours past pretty fine..just when reality hit me hard..I am in NY, and its freaking sub zero here. Damn! I dint even care about the waiting part..but it was the cold that was killing me. Piercing chillness. God is never completely harsh on you. one of my relatives who lives close to BB drove over to give me some warm clothes..and some hot chai. This was around 12 o clock. Some people were chattering away to glory, while some were inside their cozy tents trying to get a wink of sleep. When the clock struck 3, the crowd became active. People started packing their stuff..and getting ready to bag tickets. That was the best part. It was nothing short of a fish market with people shouting at the top of their voices. Toshiba! Sony! Tom Tom! Oh god, it was a riot.At 5 the doors of BB opened, and there was another loooong q at the Computers section. Well the wait was worth it. I got what I wanted. for dirt cheap!
Post thanksgiving..things are back to square one..with an assignment that I have been stuck with for the last two weeks. Huh.. sickening. The brighter side of this being I am getting closer to graduation.
Chau
Sunday, November 25, 2007
A year and a half back
Its November 25 2007. Its been exactly 458 days since I came to the US. The journey of MS has been bumpy , I should say. I was looking at the Sunysb group emails sent one year back. I could feel nostalgia fill my heart and ready to burst out. All those "this is me" , "how much does this cost", "I need financial aid" , "which professor", "do I bring iron box", "lets meet" emails.. really brought tears to my eyes. I still vividly remember myself sitting through the night dissecting the SUNY SB website.. those SOP s, reco letters, marksheet copies...waaww.. I realized I have come a long way. Looking back, those moments which I had fretted and fumed about brought a smile to my face. I had a rather cute "welcome to US". My friends from undergrad brought a 'Welcome Back' balloon. I was touched. Also seniors got hot samosas for us! I reached Stony Brook at around 10 in the night. Chapin..Home Sweet Home..By far the most homely and cozy apartment complex I have ever seen..or may be because I am 1.5 yrs old here, I feel at home. Thankfully it was Fall season , so wasnt too cold. The next day bus ride to Waldbaums, I still remember bugging my senior about which brand of potatoes to buy:) And each time I would look at the price , do the math conversion to Rs in my mind and let out a small cry in shock! Hilarious, naive, intimidated.Well, it was an extraordinary experience.
You guys would think I am mad if I said there s some pleasure in pain . The times I struggled doing assignments (!? Did I? Well I would like to say so atleast :)), the times I had negative balances in my account, the times when I toiled to get an internship. It taught me a lot about the world, about how much truth lies in "Survival of the Fittest". On the whole,I am glad I came here!
Each year there are millions of students who travel to US with thousands of dreams of making it big. One message to all of them:- Its not a bed of roses here, but with lot of hard work, lot more perseverance, and a little bit of luck thrown in, it all works out well at the end. Its a happy ending story :) If it is not , then picture abhi baki hai bhai!! (Om Shanthi Om style :))
Rock on!
You guys would think I am mad if I said there s some pleasure in pain . The times I struggled doing assignments (!? Did I? Well I would like to say so atleast :)), the times I had negative balances in my account, the times when I toiled to get an internship. It taught me a lot about the world, about how much truth lies in "Survival of the Fittest". On the whole,I am glad I came here!
Each year there are millions of students who travel to US with thousands of dreams of making it big. One message to all of them:- Its not a bed of roses here, but with lot of hard work, lot more perseverance, and a little bit of luck thrown in, it all works out well at the end. Its a happy ending story :) If it is not , then picture abhi baki hai bhai!! (Om Shanthi Om style :))
Rock on!
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Donno what to call it!
Yaaron..Dosti badi haseen hai!
Cant tell how much truth lies in these simple words. But this simplicity eludes us. Underneath lies complexity as never seen before. Human relationships are by far most convoluted. Friendship? Not an exception. According to some, friends come and friends go. How much importance do people attach to friendship? Or does it diminish as time passes and each one gets their own family?
Personally, I would like to think that it never reduces, but truth is that , in most cases priorities change after one gets his own family.
Arent there some things that you can never share with your parents/spouse? They would not relate to it as well as your old pal would. Its a different world..aint it? Those peals of laughter, those words of wisdom, those times of what-you-did-today, what-I-did-today,those confessions of love. Beautiful, Genuine. Cherishable. Some of them you want to keep for life. Thats Dosti :)
You might dislike a thousand things in your friend, but the one thing that makes you love him so much, blinds you, enables you to accept him as he is.
Its a sea , so you ought to experience rough weather sometime! But nothing like talking it out. When you have problems, talk it out with the person concerned. Else it will build up and burst another day. When do friendships start getting bitter? When expectations arise. When there s an imbalance in the relationship, when you love him more than he does. When you do small things thoughtfully for him that he never realizes. This is why its very important to acknowledge what people to do for you, however small they are. Thanking a friend is not going to mean anything formal, its just going to mean that you realize what he has done for you, and that will make your friend feel good, not that he expects you to do it, but nevertheless it becomes your duty, never take anyone for granted. I have heard many people tell me that their friendships with close ones never involve sorry and thank you. According to me, it is most important that everyone realizes what the other person does for them, its important to express when you have to, it takes a big man to apologize.
Let me take this opportunity to thank all my friends who have done little and big things for me:-
Subbu, Aishu,Archana,Alok, Swetha,Anu, Deepika, Gayathri, Pallavi, Poorva,Joshwini, Shama, Varun, Prema, Vinod, Swami,Sathish, Dinesh,Ajay,Rupesh, Krishna, Chethan, Navneeth, Mummy, Daddy :)
Love ya all!!
Rock on!
Cant tell how much truth lies in these simple words. But this simplicity eludes us. Underneath lies complexity as never seen before. Human relationships are by far most convoluted. Friendship? Not an exception. According to some, friends come and friends go. How much importance do people attach to friendship? Or does it diminish as time passes and each one gets their own family?
Personally, I would like to think that it never reduces, but truth is that , in most cases priorities change after one gets his own family.
Arent there some things that you can never share with your parents/spouse? They would not relate to it as well as your old pal would. Its a different world..aint it? Those peals of laughter, those words of wisdom, those times of what-you-did-today, what-I-did-today,those confessions of love. Beautiful, Genuine. Cherishable. Some of them you want to keep for life. Thats Dosti :)
You might dislike a thousand things in your friend, but the one thing that makes you love him so much, blinds you, enables you to accept him as he is.
Its a sea , so you ought to experience rough weather sometime! But nothing like talking it out. When you have problems, talk it out with the person concerned. Else it will build up and burst another day. When do friendships start getting bitter? When expectations arise. When there s an imbalance in the relationship, when you love him more than he does. When you do small things thoughtfully for him that he never realizes. This is why its very important to acknowledge what people to do for you, however small they are. Thanking a friend is not going to mean anything formal, its just going to mean that you realize what he has done for you, and that will make your friend feel good, not that he expects you to do it, but nevertheless it becomes your duty, never take anyone for granted. I have heard many people tell me that their friendships with close ones never involve sorry and thank you. According to me, it is most important that everyone realizes what the other person does for them, its important to express when you have to, it takes a big man to apologize.
Let me take this opportunity to thank all my friends who have done little and big things for me:-
Subbu, Aishu,Archana,Alok, Swetha,Anu, Deepika, Gayathri, Pallavi, Poorva,Joshwini, Shama, Varun, Prema, Vinod, Swami,Sathish, Dinesh,Ajay,Rupesh, Krishna, Chethan, Navneeth, Mummy, Daddy :)
Love ya all!!
Rock on!
Sunday, November 4, 2007
On wheels
What an eventful Sunday I had!
I have never wanted anything so much in life as much as I wanted the train to stay for a few minutes more!
Imagine, despite waking up two hours prior to train departure, if one had to make a dash towards the train,... seriously!!
I had called the taxi service at 6.20, the train was at 7.17. It was 7.10 and the taxi hadn't showed up. God bless the soul who gave us a lift. We managed to catch the train just in time. It was extremely dramatic, as we ran shamelessly across the road, the passengers looked at us in amazement mixed with amusement. Some cheered. Lol that was indeed funny. Needless to say we were proud of ourselves. Achievement No 1.
Train ride was a long rigmarole. After transferring thrice, taking two buses, we reached Flushing Temple. Phew! It was very mentally relieving. The rhythm of Vishnu Sahasranamam after a long time... was heartening. As the mysore masala dosa entered our empty stomachs..we charted out a plan to do our job..apartment hunting. Getting back to the city was without much pain.
Finally, we reached Newport. Mild wind blew while the sun shone smilingly at us. We halted at one of our senior's houses. Bless them! Poor guys gave us some yummy lunch! Rather we made it too obvious to them that we were hungry! The mall in Newport was our second home during our internship times..obviously we couldnt leave without paying homage to it.
By the time we rode back to city, it was already 5.57 PM and our train was at 6.06 PM.
You can imagine, we dint have tickets. We had to walk from 33rd to Penn to get to the LIRR.
NYC on a Sunday evening looked like all people got out of their homes. We reached the station at 6.04, got tickets by 6.05 ( thats really quick considering the fact that those machines forever have a problem reading your credit cards correctly!!) Rushed to track , jumped into the train at 6.06 exactly. Bingo! Achievement No 2.
We were half dead by the time we returned home. As fate would have it, I met my friend on the way, and was tempted to join them for a game of bowling. May be coz I wanted to kill myself completely. Well, so I did. Guess fatigue helps sometimes. I played well for a change! Achievement No 3.
All good things come to an end..here I am, its Monday afternoon. Back to sq 1, back to thinking what to make for lunch, back to inertia to do everything, back to watching Law n Order on TNT, back to on wheels!!
I have never wanted anything so much in life as much as I wanted the train to stay for a few minutes more!
Imagine, despite waking up two hours prior to train departure, if one had to make a dash towards the train,... seriously!!
I had called the taxi service at 6.20, the train was at 7.17. It was 7.10 and the taxi hadn't showed up. God bless the soul who gave us a lift. We managed to catch the train just in time. It was extremely dramatic, as we ran shamelessly across the road, the passengers looked at us in amazement mixed with amusement. Some cheered. Lol that was indeed funny. Needless to say we were proud of ourselves. Achievement No 1.
Train ride was a long rigmarole. After transferring thrice, taking two buses, we reached Flushing Temple. Phew! It was very mentally relieving. The rhythm of Vishnu Sahasranamam after a long time... was heartening. As the mysore masala dosa entered our empty stomachs..we charted out a plan to do our job..apartment hunting. Getting back to the city was without much pain.
Finally, we reached Newport. Mild wind blew while the sun shone smilingly at us. We halted at one of our senior's houses. Bless them! Poor guys gave us some yummy lunch! Rather we made it too obvious to them that we were hungry! The mall in Newport was our second home during our internship times..obviously we couldnt leave without paying homage to it.
By the time we rode back to city, it was already 5.57 PM and our train was at 6.06 PM.
You can imagine, we dint have tickets. We had to walk from 33rd to Penn to get to the LIRR.
NYC on a Sunday evening looked like all people got out of their homes. We reached the station at 6.04, got tickets by 6.05 ( thats really quick considering the fact that those machines forever have a problem reading your credit cards correctly!!) Rushed to track , jumped into the train at 6.06 exactly. Bingo! Achievement No 2.
We were half dead by the time we returned home. As fate would have it, I met my friend on the way, and was tempted to join them for a game of bowling. May be coz I wanted to kill myself completely. Well, so I did. Guess fatigue helps sometimes. I played well for a change! Achievement No 3.
All good things come to an end..here I am, its Monday afternoon. Back to sq 1, back to thinking what to make for lunch, back to inertia to do everything, back to watching Law n Order on TNT, back to on wheels!!
Friday, November 2, 2007
Tik Tik..and it changed!
So is it a welcome change? The change of the theme is a result of my friend's whining.:)
Change. Mutation. Alteration. Transformation. It has become an indispensable part of everyone's life. Isn't it? Sometimes its your hair do, sometimes its the requirements from a client (Huh! those guys!!) , sometimes its just you, sometimes its Microsoft coming up with versions one after the other ( Correction..most of the times :P) and the list goes on.
As the "rate of change of changes" gets overwhelming, it becomes more inescapable that man adapts to them. Welcome the new one with a bear hug, you dont obviously have the option to give it a highway salute! What makes the difference is how fast we get comfortable in the new atmosphere. It is most appropriate for us to get accustomed as quickly as possible, else we are left behind in the rat race.
One incident that caught my eye. Most of the banks in India have gone the e-way now. With the number of ATMs around, life is becoming easier for us.But, how well is the system accepted and utilized by all age groups? Read on:::
Gpa: Madu, lets go, I have to withdraw some money from my account.
Me: Sure pa, give me two minutes.
My Esteem never starts at the first push, damn! But finally I pulled it out and we stopped outside the SBI Ashok Nagar branch. Note the ATM just next to it.
Gpa: Madu, you stay in the car, I will be back in sometime.
Me( wondering why its going to take "time"): Ok pa, sure.
With his leather bag that he holds on to sooo tightly, he strutted away. Oh wait.. where is he going?? He is going to the bank?? I got out of the car, asked him:
Me: Do you need to do anything else besides drawing cash?
Gpa: No.
Me: How much?
Gpa: 500
Me: Pa, then goto the ATM.
Gpa: No no, I would prefer the bank dear.
Me: But I dont understand.. Why??
Gpa: Its just too..complicated and laborious..
Me: And standing in the queue , sweating in that Non A/C pigeon house isnt?
Gpa: No its better dear..
Me: Come on pa, make use of what man is creating.
Gpa: Madu...
Me: Let me take you.
Gpa: Ok, just this one time for your sake ok??
And he did it just for my sake. The machine did not impress him. Why?
I am sure there are hundreds of people out there who are hesitant to use new technologies, resistant to change. According to me, a lot of these problems can be solved by packaging the change more humanely. In the sense, they could have classes that teach people how to deal with it. Or just stick posters everywhere that show a stepwise procedure. Just dont make it look too complicated and preposterous for common man! Means a little extra effort on the government's side. But it will be well appreciated.
Change. Mutation. Alteration. Transformation. It has become an indispensable part of everyone's life. Isn't it? Sometimes its your hair do, sometimes its the requirements from a client (Huh! those guys!!) , sometimes its just you, sometimes its Microsoft coming up with versions one after the other ( Correction..most of the times :P) and the list goes on.
As the "rate of change of changes" gets overwhelming, it becomes more inescapable that man adapts to them. Welcome the new one with a bear hug, you dont obviously have the option to give it a highway salute! What makes the difference is how fast we get comfortable in the new atmosphere. It is most appropriate for us to get accustomed as quickly as possible, else we are left behind in the rat race.
One incident that caught my eye. Most of the banks in India have gone the e-way now. With the number of ATMs around, life is becoming easier for us.But, how well is the system accepted and utilized by all age groups? Read on:::
Gpa: Madu, lets go, I have to withdraw some money from my account.
Me: Sure pa, give me two minutes.
My Esteem never starts at the first push, damn! But finally I pulled it out and we stopped outside the SBI Ashok Nagar branch. Note the ATM just next to it.
Gpa: Madu, you stay in the car, I will be back in sometime.
Me( wondering why its going to take "time"): Ok pa, sure.
With his leather bag that he holds on to sooo tightly, he strutted away. Oh wait.. where is he going?? He is going to the bank?? I got out of the car, asked him:
Me: Do you need to do anything else besides drawing cash?
Gpa: No.
Me: How much?
Gpa: 500
Me: Pa, then goto the ATM.
Gpa: No no, I would prefer the bank dear.
Me: But I dont understand.. Why??
Gpa: Its just too..complicated and laborious..
Me: And standing in the queue , sweating in that Non A/C pigeon house isnt?
Gpa: No its better dear..
Me: Come on pa, make use of what man is creating.
Gpa: Madu...
Me: Let me take you.
Gpa: Ok, just this one time for your sake ok??
And he did it just for my sake. The machine did not impress him. Why?
I am sure there are hundreds of people out there who are hesitant to use new technologies, resistant to change. According to me, a lot of these problems can be solved by packaging the change more humanely. In the sense, they could have classes that teach people how to deal with it. Or just stick posters everywhere that show a stepwise procedure. Just dont make it look too complicated and preposterous for common man! Means a little extra effort on the government's side. But it will be well appreciated.
Monday, October 29, 2007
El-Oh-Ve- Ee
Love. El -oh-Ve- Ee. What is love? The two parties in love can be one of the million things that exist in universe. My love for chocolates. A kid's love for her teddy bear. Or Abhishek Bacchan's love for Ms Rai, at the end of the day it boils down to the same emotion. Love. Just that it has different hues. Depending on the people involved. I am not going to sound cliched by talking about love between a mother and a child, or between a pet and its master. I am going to talk about love, as is understood by the younger generation, the state of perceptual anesthesia, the game of give and take, the limits of sacrifice, the moments of pleasure. Yes, the love between Eve and Adam.
Throughout my life, I have witnessed many couples make and break. Not that each story is too different from the other. But the circumstances are most certainly different. One thing is certain, anything can be forgotten. Anybody can be forgotten. Sounds rather harsh, but alas thats the way it works. I had frowned at my friend who said this to me long before. But I am beginning to see it now.
One particular couple that I want to write about. Guy was the typical one who came to college just to ogle at girls and show off that he was the coolest dude. A back bencher who would wonder what to do with answer sheets and would end up making rockets. Girl, who thought falling in love was a bigger crime than murder, extremely committed to two things : her books and Christ.
Two people with very different perceptions of life, very different goals, very different natures. It was a shock to all of us that the girl had fallen for this guy. Everyone condemned her choice . Is this why they say "Love is blind" , I questioned myself. Guy who had a double digit arrear, no aim in life whatsoever. But before we realized, her love started impacting him in a big way, he cleared his arrears. Changed the way he spoke. Changed the clothes he wore. To top it all, he graduated with a 70%. He made a job with one of the best firms in the country. My respect for her grew exponentially. I call this a 'WOW story'. Now they are happily married.
Another one: All was going on well between them, they knew it right from the beginning that it wouldnt work out considering their conservative parents. They did not stop? No they did not. Did they take efforts to convince their parents? No they did not. Do I call it not-all -that-strong -love ? or do I call it practicality- at-its-best? I am seriously confused.
My dad's opinion about love made me laugh. He called it an "arrangement". An arrangement as long as its convenient for both. If its not, then call it quits. My take on this :- In the journey of life, each one takes his path to find his treasure. On the way, he finds a beautiful rose, picks it up, admires it, loves it, but when its thorns start withering away , falling on his path, he throws it away, clears his path and moves on.
Am I sounding cynical? What do you guys think??
Throughout my life, I have witnessed many couples make and break. Not that each story is too different from the other. But the circumstances are most certainly different. One thing is certain, anything can be forgotten. Anybody can be forgotten. Sounds rather harsh, but alas thats the way it works. I had frowned at my friend who said this to me long before. But I am beginning to see it now.
One particular couple that I want to write about. Guy was the typical one who came to college just to ogle at girls and show off that he was the coolest dude. A back bencher who would wonder what to do with answer sheets and would end up making rockets. Girl, who thought falling in love was a bigger crime than murder, extremely committed to two things : her books and Christ.
Two people with very different perceptions of life, very different goals, very different natures. It was a shock to all of us that the girl had fallen for this guy. Everyone condemned her choice . Is this why they say "Love is blind" , I questioned myself. Guy who had a double digit arrear, no aim in life whatsoever. But before we realized, her love started impacting him in a big way, he cleared his arrears. Changed the way he spoke. Changed the clothes he wore. To top it all, he graduated with a 70%. He made a job with one of the best firms in the country. My respect for her grew exponentially. I call this a 'WOW story'. Now they are happily married.
Another one: All was going on well between them, they knew it right from the beginning that it wouldnt work out considering their conservative parents. They did not stop? No they did not. Did they take efforts to convince their parents? No they did not. Do I call it not-all -that-strong -love ? or do I call it practicality- at-its-best? I am seriously confused.
My dad's opinion about love made me laugh. He called it an "arrangement". An arrangement as long as its convenient for both. If its not, then call it quits. My take on this :- In the journey of life, each one takes his path to find his treasure. On the way, he finds a beautiful rose, picks it up, admires it, loves it, but when its thorns start withering away , falling on his path, he throws it away, clears his path and moves on.
Am I sounding cynical? What do you guys think??
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Small moves, Big moves
you make small moves, someone's heart makes big moves...
Yes, its the small things that matter to me the most. I may sound corny. But trust me, thats what it is , thats the way it will be, thats the way I want it to be. I am trying to learn, trying to be more sensitive to surroundings. Not bad, I am making progress.
I cannot handle indifference well, rather I cannot handle it at all. Be it towards me , or towards anything that I feel,is unwarranted. Master's education in the US has taught me life. Taught me to fight it. Taught me to enjoy it. Taught me to sail through.
Met some people. agreed. Made friends with them. agreed. Like being with them. agreed. All kinds of people live in this world. No one is perfect. I am not, you are not. But being "sensitive" has its pros n cons. On one hand, you are able to do small things that people appreciate, on the other, you are injured by their indifference.
Ever thanked the driver that stopped to help you cross the road? Ever called a toast to someone who cooked you dinner? Ever sent your wishes to someone celebrating victory? Ever tried to acknowledge everyone in a party? Ever held your grandmother's hand and told her how much you love her? Ever complimented someone on their looks? Ever reassured one in distress that things will be fine soon? Ever told your parents that they are the best ones on the planet? Ever told your loved one how much you miss her/him? Ever thanked your friend for making you feel special?
I have come across people who are nothing short of a gem to their loved friends, and nothing short of a monster to people they dont care about. I dont respect them. Period. Everyone has priorities, I am not advocating that everyone should be meted out with same justice. But be good to people who are good to you, whether you care or not.
Lakhs to Orphanage, Millions to Old Age Home,
Success coming your way, all credit to your dome,
You aint big yet, dear man, you aint.
The perfume of pleasure may make you faint,
You aint there yet, dear man, not surely yet.
Burn arrogance, let your ego melt.
You are getting there , dear man, you are.
Smile, let the world know you are there,
To help, to care, to make the difference.
You made it, dear man, this is life : you , its essence.
-- Maduri
Messed up thoughts? Yes, by all means they are. Result of anger? Well, may be. Result of something that I lived through recently? More definitely yeah :)
Is it just me? or does anyone else feel the same? Or Am I just being an emotional bundle as always :-?
Sail on....
Yes, its the small things that matter to me the most. I may sound corny. But trust me, thats what it is , thats the way it will be, thats the way I want it to be. I am trying to learn, trying to be more sensitive to surroundings. Not bad, I am making progress.
I cannot handle indifference well, rather I cannot handle it at all. Be it towards me , or towards anything that I feel,is unwarranted. Master's education in the US has taught me life. Taught me to fight it. Taught me to enjoy it. Taught me to sail through.
Met some people. agreed. Made friends with them. agreed. Like being with them. agreed. All kinds of people live in this world. No one is perfect. I am not, you are not. But being "sensitive" has its pros n cons. On one hand, you are able to do small things that people appreciate, on the other, you are injured by their indifference.
Ever thanked the driver that stopped to help you cross the road? Ever called a toast to someone who cooked you dinner? Ever sent your wishes to someone celebrating victory? Ever tried to acknowledge everyone in a party? Ever held your grandmother's hand and told her how much you love her? Ever complimented someone on their looks? Ever reassured one in distress that things will be fine soon? Ever told your parents that they are the best ones on the planet? Ever told your loved one how much you miss her/him? Ever thanked your friend for making you feel special?
I have come across people who are nothing short of a gem to their loved friends, and nothing short of a monster to people they dont care about. I dont respect them. Period. Everyone has priorities, I am not advocating that everyone should be meted out with same justice. But be good to people who are good to you, whether you care or not.
Lakhs to Orphanage, Millions to Old Age Home,
Success coming your way, all credit to your dome,
You aint big yet, dear man, you aint.
The perfume of pleasure may make you faint,
You aint there yet, dear man, not surely yet.
Burn arrogance, let your ego melt.
You are getting there , dear man, you are.
Smile, let the world know you are there,
To help, to care, to make the difference.
You made it, dear man, this is life : you , its essence.
-- Maduri
Messed up thoughts? Yes, by all means they are. Result of anger? Well, may be. Result of something that I lived through recently? More definitely yeah :)
Is it just me? or does anyone else feel the same? Or Am I just being an emotional bundle as always :-?
Sail on....
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Ignite the fire
Ignite the fire, Feed the desire,
Albeit it means, toiling for the next myr,
Cease not my child, the need is indeed dire,
To prove, to acquire, to reach levels higher,
A born winner, your goal is near,
Let nothing, your determination deter!
-- Maduri
Click here to listen to Chale Chalo from Lagaan :
http://maduri.rn.googlepages.com/ChaleChalo-Lagaan2001.mp3
Man is a social animal. Wide gamut of emotions mixed with the 60,000 million veins, countless thoughts running in the tiny winy brain and what not. It is very natural that at some point of time in life, we say " Ahh I give up. This is getting too much." " Dont feel upto anything" "Motivation is reaching its best negative peaks". This happens with everyone. Frustration , depression, lack of motivation, boredom. All these terms are related to each other to a certain extent.
Self Motivation is your genie. It is but a wonder to see how it changes the moods of a man, his perception of life, and urges him to charge at his goal. A few tips to keep the fire burning :
1) Set short term goals in life, achievable ones. This way you know , you surely can get to them with just a little more effort. This is the strong brick of our house.
2) Chart out a plan giving some leeway to unforeseen circumstances.
3) Adhere to it, feel proud about yourself, think of how organized your life is, feel excited to see yourself making small steps towards your goal.
4) When you see the fire dimming down, take a small break, but promise to come back with a bigger bang.
5) Patience thy Virtue, if your goals are big ones, dont expect them to happen overnight. This aint a fairy tale, this is your life, you gotto make it happen.
6) Think of the pleasures of your achievement.
7) If that doesnt work, dread your failure.
8) Reward yourself periodically as you progress.
Lo and Behold you are there before you realize!
MANAM IRUNDHAAL MARGAM UNDU
Monday, October 22, 2007
ARR does it again!
Yes, I am talking about Azhigiya TamilMagan. ARR has churned out a neat album with the right mix of beats that the masses of TN like listening to, and the 'Style' that tags along with Vijay.
Thoughts .....
Ellapughazum:-- ARR
Title song, the rhythm sounds repetitive, the tune , a straightforward one. Not one of ARR's best vocals I should say, I still go with Dil Se. Lyrics..Good Old Vaali, looks like he is becoming popular with writing title tracks for Kollywood heroes( Remember Athiradhi from Sivaji).
Kelamal Kadhale :- Saindhavi, Sriram Partha.
Melodious number tuned to a racy rhythm.. A 'must listen to' for guys who love the flowing numbers of ARR Sriram Parthasaarthy emotes well, the same cant be really said about Saindhavi, her voice lacks strength albeit being one of the sweetest sounding voices in the industry.
Maduraikku Pogadhe:- Benny, Archith, Dharsana
Folk number, somehow feel it has an Ilayaraja flavor to it. Nothing much to be talked about.
Nee Marlyn Monroe: - Benny, Ujjaini,& Co
The strings at the first bit of the song makes one look forward to it. Stylish number, naughty n funny lyrics, great voices, my pick in this album. Female voice (guessing its Ujjaini) is really bratishhhh and filled with attitude:)) Suits Namitha does it??? Song full of energy. Listen to it with your bass adjustments turned to the maximum.
Ponmagal Vandhal:- M.D Aslam, Ember
The song starts with "Muthukkal.." and I am sure you guys are gonna say ,oh not another remix again! But this one really makes one rock. Foot Tapping number. Retains the tune of the old song, experimental with the BGM I should say...catch the little bit of Jaltarang. 'Tanglish' Rap in between, which is typical of ARR albums.., its always half eaten, half processed Tamil !!=)) The English Rap isnt too impressive.
Valayapatti:- Naresh Iyer,Ujjaini & Co
Another folk number fused with classical music, Reminds one of Kummi Adi from Sillendru Oru Kaathal. Naresh has done a great job! The number gets experimental in between with Sivamani's creativity hogging the limelight.
Well, to sum up, ATM is a treat to all music lovers! Hail ARR!
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