DOG, A MAN'S BEST FRIEND...OR IS IT?

The much awaited weekend arrived. I ve been waiting for this since monday. Taking a break from the mundane stuff and go craaazzzy. Okay, not that crazy, just a little bit, one 'a' and one 'z' would do the job. My best friend Joe, urged me to go to this party. Yeah party, go wild... thats what I thought. It was his friend's and I don't know him that much. And there we were, at the party. At first I was kinda happy, coz I dint knew a single soul there. If anything embarrasing happened like... I puked after a couple'a drinks which doesn't happen very often mind you, nobody's gonna nickname me or make fun of me for the next zillion years. When I was savouring this happy moment, SHE came. Joe's crush. He thinks she's an angel and she thinks he's a schmuck. I tried to talk but he just wouldn't listen. Ignoring me, He went for her to say 'Hi'. Trust me that is all the conversation they gonna have. He's been trying for three years now and never got beyond Hi. Hearing chuckles behind me I turned around to find out that I was the one being laughed at.One of them stepped out of the bunch approached me with a wide grin and said,"I'm Matthew and you can call me Matt". Still wondering why is he talking to me.I said "I'm Justin". Without paying any notice, he turned to his friends gave them a wink and said,"Are we here for the free booze,Justin?". The bunch burst out into laughter.Thats it man, who does he think he is? As if he's paying for it. It wouldn't have if that Joe dint abandon me.I went straight home, so much for the weekend so much for going wild...       

Sunday morning,I went down for the coffee. My Dad had the newspaper, man I ve to wait for another hour to get my hands on them. Without taking his eyes off the newspaper," Why don't you take  jimmy for a walk?" "me?" Dad,"Yes. you...". Okay, atleast I'll have something to kill time for another hour. I put on my tees and started. My neighbour's kids playing in the mud,some stupid game. They waved at me saying hi. I just grinned,"Still playing in the mud..Jeez grow up..."I walked on and suddenly jimmy got away from me and started waging his tail and jumping around this @#$%&, sorry she-dog. I kept yelling, jimmy, come back jimmy,jiimmy... I guess the whole neighbourhood but jimmy heard it. Those Kids were now laughing at me, looking down on me though, they were shorter and practically, they had to look up. I walked back home wondering after this series of misfortunate events, 

Whether to call my dog a best friend or my best friend a dog???        

JUST ANOTHER SUNDAY

 

Granny was rocking the chair preoccupied in knitting. Sam turned off the TV after the movie. His Mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner. With nothing to do, His Dad looked at him and gave a smile. Not just any smile, THE SMILE. Sam knew what was coming. “Dad please don’t, am already bored”. “Come on… you could learn a thing or two from your old man…”

             “Dad, I’m not gonna do any of your stupid puzzles” Sam. “Listen kid, these things are really important. Problems are like women. They eat your brain, give you a big head ache. Smart ones solve it, the rest get married. So be a smart man, and solve this one.” “Henry, stop spoiling him,” Mom. Henry gave an annoying chuckle. There it is, the infamous people repeller. Sam never knew, was it the annoying sound or the bad breath. But it sure did the job. Now with Mom back in kitchen, Henry began…

             “If a 20 liter tank is filled at the rate of 2 liters per minute, it also leaks at the rate of a liter per minute. How long will it take to fill the tank?” Sam nettled by now “If  the freaking tank is leaking, who the hell would try to fill it?”. “I guess the dumb married ones like your dad would ” Granny. They all heard chuckles from kitchen.

 

            Dedicated to all those poor souls who had prepare for whatever reasons, knowing that its just another BULL……

JUST NOTHING

With you
Everything else is nothing
Without you
Nothing is all I have

WITHOUT YOU...

The velvet sky adorns

A thousand silver stars

It isn't the same without the moon.

I standing on the shore

Staring at the sunset

It isn't the same without you

SILENT TEARS

Rain falls
Leaving everything wet
Bringing back memories
Of days Never gone
We sat together
On an open chair
I still remember
the cool breeze and soft drizzle
A promise sealed with a kiss
A promise never to part
A promise never kept
Here I am again
By myself on the open chair
Rain falls
Leaving my eyes wet...

GOOD, BAD AND THE NIRMAL

GOOD:

 One fine morning, duck makes its routine trip to the pond. It has to cross a street to do so. It checks both sides. With no vehicles in sight, it starts to cross the street. When its half way on the street, a raging truck comes outta nowhere. The duck is terrified and stands still.....  

He throws his stuff down and dashes towards the duck. He picks up the duck and springs to the other side. The truck roars by. He takes the duck to the pond and leaves.

BAD:

  One fine morning, duck makes its routine trip to the pond. It has to cross a street to do so. It checks both sides. With no vehicles in sight, it starts to cross the street. When its half way on the street, a raging truck comes outta nowhere. The duck is terrified and stands still.....  

He lifts his sun glasses and moves it along his fore head where it is well placed in his thick curly hair. Takes his mobile, starts recording. The truck squashes the duck. He uploads it in youtube and asks his friends to check it out.

NIRMAL:

One fine morning, duck makes its routine trip to the pond. It has to cross a street to do so. It checks both sides. With no vehicles in sight, it starts to cross the street. When its half way on the street, a raging truck comes outta nowhere. The duck is terrified and stands still.....  

Nirmal drops his cigarette down, makes his move. He jumps in front of the speeding truck. He picks up the duck and rolls to the other side. There he stands with duck in his hand and smile on his face, craftily thinking about the  duck roast for lunch.  

FROM THE DEPTHS

I'm lonely vagabond lost

In the Darkness within me

Pursuit of happiness seems faraway

All I seek is Sanity...

MY FIRST CRUSH

Inspired by my friend, I thought I would post something that would remind me of the good old days of my childhood.  Okay..To put it blunt, way back when I was total immature and a whacko. So, How about my first crush? Well there are two things. One this is my blog and I post whatever I want. Two is simple, a plain - why not?

My first crush was like everyother whacko brothers of mine out there," My Teacher". [by the way its a she, I 'm straight as a ruler I mean the thing you use to draw lines, not the likes of Alexander]  .. I don't even know if I could call it a crush... Well, I was in my 3rd grade. This beautiful teacher handled....ummm.... I dont remember. It was long back when dinosaurs walked on earth.

All I do remember is that, she lived next door. She called my mom "Atthai". So literally that would make me, her " Atthai Paiyan". Yeah.. Lucky me... Her Classes were after the sleeping hour. A enthralled hour after lunch, when you get to sleep for the whole hour, no teachers no lectures. Man, I miss those days. But, now I get to sleep every hour in college. Still its Doggie sleep. I have to keep my ears and a half eye open, so I dont get caught by the Lecturers.

The point is, when I wake up [ from the sleeping hour of course] Her face was the first thing I saw and I really liked that. So I guess I can count this for my crush....:=)

WHAT AM I DOING HERE?

What am I doing here?
What am I suppose to do?
Somebody please help me
I'm lost. I ain't got a clue

Who are all these people?
Are they friends or foe?
Somebody please tell me
I don't seem to know

Things change, people change
After all the things
Thats has been said and done
Am I the same person I used to be?

I don't even know, who I am
I dont even care
Somebody please tell me
What am I doing here?

PERFECT OPENING

I ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said journeys end in lovers meeting. what an extra ordinary thought. Personaly I have not experienced anything remotely close to that. But I'm more than willing to believe shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I'm constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was shakespeare who also said, love is blind. Now that is something I know to be true.

For some quite inexplicably, love fades. For others love is simply lost. And then of course, love can be also be found, even if just for a night. And then theres another kind of love, the cruellest kind. The one that almost kills its victims, its cold unrequited love. Of that I - am - an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us. What about our stories those of us who fall in love alone. We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones.we are the unloved ones. The walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a parking space.
-The Holiday

THE NOTEBOOK

The movie is a romantic drama,a love triangle blended into perfect love story. Its starts in a hospital. There is this amiable old man reading a story to an amnesiac, an old lady. The story is set around 1940. It starts in a carnival.This is where Nova meets Allie and asks her out. Things start of fine as Nova and Allie fall in love. One night Nova takes her to a old broken manor. Nova's dream is to renovate this house. Allie says she wants a room with lakeside view for her.

Then it turns into a typical kollywood movie. Allie's parents don't like Nova cos he ain't rich. With things getting serious between Allie and Nova, they leave town. Before leaving, nova and Allie squabble and say things they don't mean. But Nova was still in love and so was Allie. He would write a letter everyday for a whole year. But it wont reach Allie, all thanks to her Mom. Nova would join the army, the world war II of course.

Years roll on, and Allie joins the service camp to help people who were injured in the war. There she meets Hammond. For hammond its love at first sight. They start dating and Hammond gets OK from Allie's parents cos he's damn rich. Allie says yes. Still wonderin g if it was for the big diamond or Hammond. Now Nova returns from war and his Dad selling his house would buy Nova's yet to be dream house - the old manor. Nova goes to the city for the house plans and accidentally catches Allie and Hammond kissing. Heart broken, he goes back renovating the manor, hoping it would bring Allie back to him. At some point you would know the old lady is Allie but what you don't know - who the old man is 'nova or hammond'.

Nova transforms the old manor into an amazing place. Nova would have no intentions of selling the place. Newspapers have an article about him and his exquisite manor. With the wedding around the corner, Allie picking her wedding gown notices the article. She goes back to Nova, only to tell him that they were through. But it goes other way. They spend the most beautiful days of their lives. But now with Hammond, Allie's confused. She has to choose between the man she loves and the man she had given her word. Nova and Allie have this squabble again, and you get to hear one of best proposals in movie history.


just stay with me.-stay with u? what for? look at us we are already fighting.thats what we do. we fight. You tell me when i'm being a arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are. 99% percent of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. I have a 2 second rebound rate and you start doing the next pain in the ass thing.-so what..?so its not going to be easy. Its going to be really hard. We may have to work this out everyday. But i wanna do that. Cos I want you. I want all of you. forever. just you and me everyday.


Allie comes back to Nova. They live happily everafter untill she has this Amnesia. The story ends and we are back at the hospital. They have this candle light dinner and Allie's not sure what she's doing. She walks to window, its the same room with the lake side view. Looking at sunset, she says,"Isn't it beautiful?". Nova standing away from the window would be staring at her and say,"Yes it is". Allie gets back her memories and loses them in minutes. And you realise that Nova's been doing the story telling time and again just to have a couple of moments with his love. Movie has a melodramatic end. Its a love story and it should end that way right.

DHASAVATHARAM - AN EPIC

Kollywood is currently obsessed with exhibiting who makes better movies. Making movies with whopping budget of 60,70 crores and best part is they actually gross more than that.
Dhasavatharam is unquestionably a milestone in history of tamil movie. Hell with Bollywood, we are competing with Hollywood now.

Actually I thought this to be the first movie to employ butterfly theory. The theory states a butterfly flapping its wings in Rio de Janeiro might change the weather in Chicago. But heard from my friends that 12b starring Shyam was the pioneer, but its remake though. Train changed to bus and with prescribed Tamil movie content, it did well. Interested in this, you gotta watch movies like frequency and butterfly effect.

Dr.Kamal Haasan has donned amazing 10 roles. He has reached a point that no one could possibly surpass. Especially the effort he had put in their accents was astounding. Chris Fletcher, Wincent Poovanathan and Balram Naidu were par excellence. Its evident that he has done more than his home work. Body langauge and mannerism of each character was distinct and perfect. Screenplay was spectacular(with capital s). With all that happening, he not only had connect the characters but also the incidents that happened around Tsunami.

With seven of his movies nominated by India for oscars, four national awards for best acting, bagging 18 filmfare awards and Nayagan in the list of best 100 movies ever made reported by TIMES magazine, though entertained I was bit lowered with his movies that were influenced by the veteran actor Robin Williams' work. Like aavai shanmuki from Mrs.Doubtfire, Vasool raja from Patch Adams and Nammavar from Dead poet society.Now I can say this out loud not even Robin Williams would dare to do anything as Godzillicious as this. Bootylicious, Fergalicious and this wouldn't sound odd... I guess.

WHAT IS LOVE ?

I'm one of them, who are still in dilemma whether we control our emotions [especially love] or it controls us. People say that it just happens, thats why we say I fell in love. But don't you think its odd, people also say we control our life and get to decide what we wanna do. So how come love just happens? When I asked some, they say its absolutely beyond physical attraction. Then what is love at first site? I think, U should get to know each other first.

Sometimes U feel like being ingored. Little things, that U might find interesting but Ur friends and family won't give a damn about it. Its then u think u need someone to listen to U, console U and set U right. Everybody hopes to find sum1, to share their joy and sorrow. If that someone is ur gender, U call him Ur best friend and if its not U call her Ur luv. Thats not fair. Why many of us fail to see that she too can be your best friend?And not Ur luv.

Many have misconceptions, they think their friendship is luv actually. But that person was just interested him coz they had same views, liked the same thing and the list goes on. Its not that bad to miscomprehend things but its worse when U end up broken hearted. Afficionados know the one thing U won't forget is Ur first love,even U forget the moments with Ur friends. This is true. Its sick to just waste ur precious moments over puppy love.

As far as I've known everybody believes in Love and the Best moment is when U realise u are actually in luv with someone. Sometimes U feel happy for Ur friend who's in luv. He's changed but in a good way, lets say he's refined whether his beloved sees this change but he is. Many give up smoking, booze and things like that for love. Isn't that good? Most of the people on earth have fallen in love but none could define love. Love is not a thing to define, its an emotion that will make say these lines,

"let me drown in ur laughter,
let me die in ur arms" - John Denver.

And thats LOVE...

You are not alone. There are a lot of stars in sky and one would sure be shining for U.

ADIOS... AU REVOIR... SAYONARA...

Familiar terms, we come across in a farewell party. Being the juniors, we had to organise a party last week for the to be departed. Invitations were designed and delivered. The Big Day arrived and everyone was so excited.

Events remained the usual farewell stuff. Gotta admit, I was a bit bored to witness them time and again. It started with the a speech from our HOD, all I could hear was LP's - Nobody's listening from nowhere.

As events started rolling, they called in a freakishly fat dude on stage. The contest was, whoever lifts him gets a brownie. And for the girls, it was the infamous bun eating contest and loud whistle contest. Why don't they allow boys in these contests? Everyone knows, its our area of expertise...

The much awaited Tug of War between the boys and girls. The battle of sexes. They were 5 girls ready on stage. What an enthusistic participation from the boys, just one on the other side. You do the math and guess who won...

Still wondering, why do they always call on a good singer and a really shy guy to sing?
The latter would be like ' what the heck? Its our farewell, lets give it a try '. After the good singer is done, there would be definite second opinions ' Okay. I'm not singing. Not now. Not today '.

Nearing the end, one of our seniors, gave the valediction. He was talkin about their days under sun, the moments they shared, the fun they had. I could see few eyes briming with tears. Guess I'll never know what they feel, till I stand there next year...

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning,

It was December. Strolling down the lane, observing things that came into life after the mild rain that set in last night. I could feel the soused soil beneath my feet. So serene, as I walked by very much amazed to see the crystal dew drops on the lush grass, tears from heaven shimmering in the sunshine. May be one of The Angels above was heart-broken, kept weeping all night. Apparent is the mind of the human, when he is happy, everything seems so joyful around him. When he is sad, you know how it goes...

Right here, is Mr.Gupta's place. Amiable 60 year old having his morning tea and updating himself from the newspaper with his love for more than 30 years, Mrs.Gupta. Whenever I see them around I'm astounded. Never seen a lovely couple like them except in the movies. Not even my Mom and Dad, thats another story, a tragedy to be precise. They are so warm, gentle and young at heart. Every time I think about them, I just can't help it, like its outta my control, a smile creeps into my face.

Have you ever really stopped to see the tiny mushrooms on a tree trunk? Stark white amidst the brown bark. Even the mushrooms are not alone. Looking above I could see the birds fluttering to dry their wings. Getting ready for the new day. Clearly, what happened yesterday has no bearing. They start fresh everyday. Walking on, I see small fishes swimming towards higher land against the flow, trifling with the mighty water though never giving in no matter what.


Forever & For always, I would love the girl down the lane. And there she is playing with her pup, Ryan. She was caressing her hair blown by the gentle breeze. I longed to be that breeze, that whispers in her ear, makes her smile, caresses her hair and just dies mutely. She then picked up Ryan, patted on his forehead and kissed him. I would trade, give away anything to be the little pup. She doesn't know I adore her. I never had the guts to verbalize the emotions saved deep down in my heart. I'm standing right here, just yards away from her.

The rain started pouring down...



P.S. Not touting but every para starts with my favorite track.