mAya nadhi!

A soulful melody, mesmerizing vocals, subtle lyrics, beautifully crafted scenes, exquisite poetic sublime visuals, spot-on expressions that seem as genuine as real, crisply punctuating dialogs, charisma of one of the most natural actors ever brilliantly complemented by an impressive Radhika Apte, melancholy of the lost days & the joy of its end, all to bring out an inspiring romance! Some songs can, more than entertain, make you a better person! Getting you back to writing is a small bonus.

Idiots!

Here's a girl, who takes extreme pleasure and satisfaction in caring for him - cooking for him, massaging his recuperating muscles, cleaning his room, making his bed, choosing his dress, planting in his balcony, booking his tickets, helping him execute his plans, visiting him whenever she gets a chance, looking for every possible minute to meet him. What an idiot!

And, here's a guy who tells her point blank what an idiot she is wasting her time on him; that there are far more worthier things to do - study, travel, hangout with more interesting people, play, workout, dance, sing and stay away from me. What an idiot!

Guess that explains it - the two idiots are made for each other.

A logically easy choice!

You might be a staunch believer in the importance of logic in human actions. You may pride yourself on your logical reasoning abilities. You might have developed a zero tolerance attitude towards illogical dimwits. But, when it comes to 'being logical' vs. 'conversing with your child', the choice is pretty easy and, logical too!

Happy Ending!

We’re flying and she wants me to enjoy like we’re never going to come down while, my mind is fixated on the point that, sooner or later, we’ll run out of fuel and will have to come down. May be not - a quick death can save the blushes; we can die mid-air, happily in love; peacefully, with love!

Just curious!

Will the funny hormone continue to secrete even when I'm under the anvil of a gory deserving death?

It's a two way street!

If the living can disappoint the dead, so can the dead to the living!

Spam

He scanned through the just drafted mail once again for possible flaws

"It would be ridiculous of me to blame you for my suicide. "

The mail seems to convey his point and share his grief. It is an inconsequential mail as, by the time she reads, he wouldn't exist. She was a very nice girl - sweet, kind and reasonable and he's still in love with her. He knows this mail would disturb her considerably and even though he didn't want it, he couldn't leave without saying an honest goodbye to her. He considered once again about not sending it and moved the mouse pointer over 'Discard'. He clicked it, too. All of a sudden he remembered his parents always advising him to not waste things. He hadn't released the click yet. For once, he decided to obey them for the sake of convenience. He slowly retracted the pointer from the 'Discard' button before releasing his click. He swiftly clicked 'Send' and let out a sigh of relief.

It was truly a spam not just because it wasn't appropriate for her to be burdened with an undue guilt but, also because, the next day he found an equally affable girl for himself and dropped his plan. His explanatory mail met a due fate - reached her spam folder and never got opened. Unaware of this, her lack-of-reaction to such a sensitive mail irked him and he could start hating her with all his heart.

Double Bluff

The mail I sent with a subject 'Spam' and a real spam body, managed to reach the recipient's inbox. Google must have thought, I'm bluffing :P

Checkout Success

It's a weird hotel. The management and even the fellow sojourners staunchly believe in an almost official rule -  "You can't checkout without a compelling reason"; a reason that should be absolutely acceptable to them than to you. Otherwise, you just can't checkout. Not with their knowledge, at least. And, there are not many reasons they accept.

As the one fancying an early checkout, I don't want to besmirch and tarnish the image of this hotel to justify my cause. There is no doubt, this is the most happening place in the whole damn universe. Amazing histories, nail biting conspiracies, affable people, delicious food, titillating experiences, engrossing paradoxes, there's everything you can possibly ask for. Being in this hotel is like reading a multitude of fiction books at the same time. Every person you meet is a character in the plot and as you get to see the unraveling of his/her character, as the plot thickens, the gripping narration makes you feel you are truly a part of the script. All these positives, coupled with the fear of an unknown outer world, makes people never want to leave this place at all. So, my reasons for checking-out are truly personal and has nothing to do with this place. But, before leaving, I gotta be very careful. I gotta finish my duties within; pay back my debts; express my gratitude; secure my loved ones; apologise for my mistakes; and, maybe avenge my loss; because, you leave this place for once, you leave this forever. There is absolutely no chance of being inducted back.

Philosophical routing

Google came up with this hilarious suggestion to me. Google's way of saying "வாழ்க்கை ஒரு வட்டம் டா. அதுல ஜெய்கிறவன் தோப்பான் தோக்றவன் ஜெய்ப்பான் "?!

What nonsense?!

Ridiculous, I can't wait that long..

indha ranagaLathulayum..

In what I believe is a truly demoralizing state of health, I had to visit Manipal hospital in a vain effort induced by a semi-slain hope. While awaiting my turn to visit the doctor and contemplating on the meaninglessness of the all the meanings humans make out, a pretty girl passed by. Suddenly, my soul perked up pushing much pressing topics to the back burner.

A much familiar voice quipped in my mind - "indha ranagaLathulayum oru kiLukiLuppu kEkkudhu?!"

Absolutely Lovable

For now, there isn't a better prototype for me. I have developed immense respect for her. Hope she can survive without compromising. Well, anyway, she isn't too worried about surviving.

Check out this link to get a taste of her thoughts and there's a fair chance of you joining her fan club, as well.

manidhar uNarndhukoLLa...

Guna had crazy beliefs and an amazing conviction. It's not the kind of belief but, the kind of conviction that separates us from him. All of us have crazy beliefs. But, we think we are clever and sacrifice our conviction in order to not appear crazy. But, remember, it's only your conviction, not your belief that gets rewarded. Ah!, the joy of Abhirami accepting his love in spite of the craziness attached to it. Ah, bliss!

Good grief!

Place: Bangalore City Junction

I were as lost as Harry Potter in search of platform 93/4. With a heavy bag and after much running, exhausted, I paused for a moment to catch my breath. A wise guy walks up to me, of all the people in the station, to ask - 'Arsikere train?'

I couldn't hide my amusement :-|

Cruel Hope

Amon Goeth: This is very cruel, Oskar. You're giving them hope. You shouldn't do that. *That's* cruel! 

Lost territory 2 - the refugee citizens

They were the kind of citizens most other kingdoms craved for. And, of course, the native kingdom took great pride in them. Rightly, they had occupied the prime territory and had flourished along with the kingdom.

As one would expect about anything largely envied, the kingdom was cast a spell over and darker days ensued. The kingdom got plagued with an unfathomable illness/infiltrators and they struck a telling blow on the much cherished territory and its citizens. The king was, I repeat, neck deep in frivolity; in vanity of his accomplishments; living in past glory turning a blind eye to the impending doom. Before he could get off his hangover, the kingdom was already ruined. The much loved citizens were dead in heaps. Their territory was incinerated and poisoned leaving no chance of revival. Some of them managed to escape and live like scavengers in the underbelly of the kingdom. Some brave souls managed to hold their ground although, they knew they wouldn't last long there.


Now as the king is awake, ashamed and alarmed, a self-hating furious anger takes over him. He ought to be punished for his callousness towards his subjects. But, he just can't do that for there is none but him to protect the rest of the survivors; to restore the state of affairs. The king takes a vow and declares emergency. He is gonna cleanse every single germ in the system. The prosperity of his cherished territory shall be restored. The citizens who are living like misplaced refugees shall return to their home. Trade, education, arts, love and science will flourish.

The plan is simple

1. Stem the rot - no indulgent activity that would open the doors to further damages
2. Protect the survivors - the survivors are the greatest source of inspiration and hope! They deserve respect, admiration and care.
3. Guide the misplaced - the cowards who fled to stay alive and have formed underground colonies are not the kind the kingdom would encourage. They shall be converted and reinstated.
4. Resurrect the dead - That's where the wise old minister comes in. The king used to often ignore him, in pride and arrogance. But, the lessons of time have served the king well to know better what's good for him. The minister is sure to do the trick for the King.

Interesting times ahead!

Best intentions

Fuck best intentions!

Some summary

One of my very favourite lines, cast to summarize mine and a majority of human life. Every time I fail to break the jinx, I get back to admiring the everlasting validity of its prophecy.

From Tagore's, 'The Postmaster':

"Alas for our foolish human nature! Its fond mistakes are persistent. The dictates of reason take a long time to assert their own sway. The surest proofs meanwhile are disbelieved. False hope is clung to with all one's might and main, till a day comes when it has sucked the heart dry and it forcibly breaks through its bonds and departs. After that comes the misery of awakening, and then once again the longing to get back into the maze of the same mistakes."

Once I'm done with admiring, I go back to challenging it and thus, validating it in an ironical way!

The prank

It's like communicating with Sully's Na'vi avatar without the knowledge of Sully. It's fun, it's tricky and it's really risky. A rare case of perpetration where the victim would suffer nothing while the perpetrator might end up crucified. Wish me luck!