Says AR Rahman in a recent interview with rediff.com that this number, incidentally one of the most haunting numbers that he's composed in a while was not intended to be used in Jodhaa Akbar.
http://specials.rediff.com/movies/2008/feb/15sd1.htm
Touching base with the soundtrack, once again classic Rehman. After a lackluster Mangal Pandey, he bounces back to reiterate his mastery in the period movie genre.
Autorickshaw Confessions
Autos are indispensible to the denizens of Chennai. Inspite of the million insults, complaints and rants against these three wheel contraptions, we cannot do without them. I harbor no qualms in admitting that I am a big fan of the autorickshaw and that they are the real kings of Chennai.
Two sundays back, I chose to ride the autorickshaw home from the airport. I had just returned from Delhi and was not in the best of spirits or shape thanks to a horrible flight. All that I wanted was to head home and wallow in a cold shower. I got negotiating fares with an autorickshaw driver, unnaturally persistent who told me he was charging less because I looked like a student. Deciding to ride with him and expecting interesting perspectives, I engaged him in casual conversation. He was from Dindivanam, a small village about 100 kms from Chennai. He studied upto the 12th, spending most of his time playing cricket with his friends, until he realized that they are people looking upto him for support in all form. He got in touch with an uncle in Chennai and,landed here 6 months back and absolutely loves what he does. The police in Chennai were a hassle initially, stopping him at every nook and corner but now he's a master of their game now. The stand concept he says, is paramount importance. If you are part of a specific autostand, you've got to be loyal to that place.
Two sundays back, I chose to ride the autorickshaw home from the airport. I had just returned from Delhi and was not in the best of spirits or shape thanks to a horrible flight. All that I wanted was to head home and wallow in a cold shower. I got negotiating fares with an autorickshaw driver, unnaturally persistent who told me he was charging less because I looked like a student. Deciding to ride with him and expecting interesting perspectives, I engaged him in casual conversation. He was from Dindivanam, a small village about 100 kms from Chennai. He studied upto the 12th, spending most of his time playing cricket with his friends, until he realized that they are people looking upto him for support in all form. He got in touch with an uncle in Chennai and,landed here 6 months back and absolutely loves what he does. The police in Chennai were a hassle initially, stopping him at every nook and corner but now he's a master of their game now. The stand concept he says, is paramount importance. If you are part of a specific autostand, you've got to be loyal to that place.
He misses his town and his friends. He misses playing cricket at home, though hes had a chance to play a couple of times here. He's a fan of Ilaya Thalapathi Vijay and has bunked school to watch his movies. But sadly, he hasn't seen a movie in last one year. He tells me that the worst is to have to put up with people who have no clue how difficult it is to make a living in an alien place. The people who keep telling his parents that his son is in the city so he wouldnt have any problems as he is making a lot of money there. As he dropped me off, I paid him more than what I bargained for. He thanked me before I could and told me that its not often that he talked so much.
hmmm...
2000-eight
Can't believe a month's passed through 2008. I am at home for the moment, and enjoying every moment of it. There's quite a bunch of stories, travels, fleeting encounters, weddings and festivities thats been happening over the last week, which incidentally seems like an entire month. Since I am growing older and have pretty much nothing to do for now, these are fresh in my mind. As part of my revival, I plan to reiterate most of them here.
The following week's exciting as well. There's a trip to Srirangam and Tanjore on the cards that I am looking forward to.
oh and Happy 2008!!! Looking forward this year also...:)
The following week's exciting as well. There's a trip to Srirangam and Tanjore on the cards that I am looking forward to.
oh and Happy 2008!!! Looking forward this year also...:)
yeah write!!
and where were we?
oh yes...random scribblings over the last few months, courtesy developments on the professional front, the cold weather, no coffee and sheer laziness.
Gearing up to get back to academics is challenging. One, lethargy has already crept into your system and getting rid of it is..well...:), besides u are now officially one with the mundane, driven by the monday-to-work and thank- god-its-friday-routine. The last time I checked, routines are difficult to break, especially ones which make you ease into, like the one mentioned above.
Me? breaking routines is fun..not sticking to them is hell yeah!! I am so looking forward to coming back to academia..long hours, lots of coffee, online movies, no end in sight..blissful.
Moving the gaming scenario to the idiot box, courtesy a new playstation 2,when people have graduated to playstation 3 and the addictive Wii. I am not there yet. PC games still rock.
oh yes...random scribblings over the last few months, courtesy developments on the professional front, the cold weather, no coffee and sheer laziness.
Gearing up to get back to academics is challenging. One, lethargy has already crept into your system and getting rid of it is..well...:), besides u are now officially one with the mundane, driven by the monday-to-work and thank- god-its-friday-routine. The last time I checked, routines are difficult to break, especially ones which make you ease into, like the one mentioned above.
Me? breaking routines is fun..not sticking to them is hell yeah!! I am so looking forward to coming back to academia..long hours, lots of coffee, online movies, no end in sight..blissful.
Moving the gaming scenario to the idiot box, courtesy a new playstation 2,when people have graduated to playstation 3 and the addictive Wii. I am not there yet. PC games still rock.
Miles we went before we ate...
This is an account of one of those sunday afternoons.
An afternoon when we drove 50 miles to eat..
The place..Dosa temple..
Strictly south indian..No meat..:)
They had idlis, vadas and the ubiquitous dosas..
coupled with sambar, rasam and vegetable kurma..
Bisibelebaths and biryanis were there.
hell yeah..Three varieties of desserts made me swear!
(I suck at rhyme)
We did go to the Lakshmi temple..
An apt pretext it served
But it was actually at the other "temple"..our palates grooved.
They say..
being vegetarian in this country is more of a bane than a boon.
They..
could be wrong, they could be right.
but hey who cares..
as long as theres heavy traffic
between the mouth and the gut.
An afternoon when we drove 50 miles to eat..
The place..Dosa temple..
Strictly south indian..No meat..:)
They had idlis, vadas and the ubiquitous dosas..
coupled with sambar, rasam and vegetable kurma..
Bisibelebaths and biryanis were there.
hell yeah..Three varieties of desserts made me swear!
(I suck at rhyme)
We did go to the Lakshmi temple..
An apt pretext it served
But it was actually at the other "temple"..our palates grooved.
They say..
being vegetarian in this country is more of a bane than a boon.
They..
could be wrong, they could be right.
but hey who cares..
as long as theres heavy traffic
between the mouth and the gut.
Friday Features..
3 Pm coffee time and I was at the cafeteria initiating the process of ingesting caffiene in my blood stream, so as to successfully while away more time at work. Ray, the genial teller looks at me and my coffee and asks me "How Indian are you?". I dint know whether it had anything to do with the size of the coffee cup, but I managed to respond "Very". He then asks me "What do call a Nanny in India?". "Ayah" was my response. He smiles at me and says "it fits" and before I could jump to any conclusion , he fills the blanks of the crossword. I got my coffee on the house.
Chak De Script Execution!!
The horrible indulgences contributive to a successful day wasted leave you high and dry. Saturday was spent watching movies, I managed to see Half Nelson, the DVD was lying around for a very long time.
Half Nelson is the story about an idealistic high school teacher in the Bronx, whose unorthodox ways of teaching 8th grade history inspires his students to think outside the box, rather than succumb to the conventional mores. His personal battles with drug addiction, and the subsequent discovery of the issue by a student leads to him striking an unconventional friendship with her. The film explores the relationship between these individuals, one, whose idealism head butts against stark reality, and the other whose circumstances make her choose the easier way out. A very performance driven show, engrossing albeit a little lethargic at times.
Another movie I wanted to watch was Chak De India, due to various reasons. Firstly, it was a sports movie, and we dont make those kind of movies in India. Lagaan was a fine effort, but it was more of using the game to settle personal conflicts, rather than focusing on the game itself. This movie concentrated on women's hockey, had Shahrukh Khan, in one of his unconventional avatars ala Swades and Paheli, and was helmed by a director whose previous work was great cinema. I was skeptical about the commercial viability of the product due to the very reasons mentioned above, but I was pleasantly suprised and wrong.
Beyond good performances, astute direction and skilled editing, the real winner is the execution of the script. The script itself is cliched, with the underdog team rising like the proverbial phoenix from the ashes, ably guided by a mentor who battles his own personal demons. Here we have Kabir Khan, whose failure to net a critical goal in an India- Pakistan final, leads to bribery allegations and accusations of being a traitor. He leaves the game and the world he knows for 7 years only to return to coach the womens national team to win the world championships. What makes his approach different is the fact that he does not do this to reinstate his image or as a personal vendetta. All he does is to emphasize the fact of playing as one team, transcending physical, regional and emotional boundaries, even if it involves a lot of stand-offs, altercations and rebellion. He wins, and in the process reclaims everything that has been taken away from him.
The script touches upon sensitive issues without being preachy, and at the same time doesnt trivialize them either. The story did have its own iota of stereotypes like the chauvinistic federation officials, arrogant boyfriends et al but they are just minor aberrations to an otherwise deftly executed script. Also, nobody knew or cared what the protagonist did during his 7 year oblivion nor was there time for unwarranted sidetracks, thereby not straying from the linear path chartered by the script.
I honestly believe that only a good script can salvage pride for a movie, as no amount of quality performance, able direction or star power can make a good movie into something that will stand the test of time. Purists might feel that the whole purpose of entertainment is not justified in the process, and thats where script execution steps in. The whole world loves a story well told!!
Half Nelson is the story about an idealistic high school teacher in the Bronx, whose unorthodox ways of teaching 8th grade history inspires his students to think outside the box, rather than succumb to the conventional mores. His personal battles with drug addiction, and the subsequent discovery of the issue by a student leads to him striking an unconventional friendship with her. The film explores the relationship between these individuals, one, whose idealism head butts against stark reality, and the other whose circumstances make her choose the easier way out. A very performance driven show, engrossing albeit a little lethargic at times.Another movie I wanted to watch was Chak De India, due to various reasons. Firstly, it was a sports movie, and we dont make those kind of movies in India. Lagaan was a fine effort, but it was more of using the game to settle personal conflicts, rather than focusing on the game itself. This movie concentrated on women's hockey, had Shahrukh Khan, in one of his unconventional avatars ala Swades and Paheli, and was helmed by a director whose previous work was great cinema. I was skeptical about the commercial viability of the product due to the very reasons mentioned above, but I was pleasantly suprised and wrong.
Beyond good performances, astute direction and skilled editing, the real winner is the execution of the script. The script itself is cliched, with the underdog team rising like the proverbial phoenix from the ashes, ably guided by a mentor who battles his own personal demons. Here we have Kabir Khan, whose failure to net a critical goal in an India- Pakistan final, leads to bribery allegations and accusations of being a traitor. He leaves the game and the world he knows for 7 years only to return to coach the womens national team to win the world championships. What makes his approach different is the fact that he does not do this to reinstate his image or as a personal vendetta. All he does is to emphasize the fact of playing as one team, transcending physical, regional and emotional boundaries, even if it involves a lot of stand-offs, altercations and rebellion. He wins, and in the process reclaims everything that has been taken away from him.
The script touches upon sensitive issues without being preachy, and at the same time doesnt trivialize them either. The story did have its own iota of stereotypes like the chauvinistic federation officials, arrogant boyfriends et al but they are just minor aberrations to an otherwise deftly executed script. Also, nobody knew or cared what the protagonist did during his 7 year oblivion nor was there time for unwarranted sidetracks, thereby not straying from the linear path chartered by the script.
I honestly believe that only a good script can salvage pride for a movie, as no amount of quality performance, able direction or star power can make a good movie into something that will stand the test of time. Purists might feel that the whole purpose of entertainment is not justified in the process, and thats where script execution steps in. The whole world loves a story well told!!
Haikus, History and Alliterations
Somebody said keep the thoughts flowing....
I have been wanting to dig up some of my older writings (pre zeitgeist days) and put them up here. Working with the editorial board of the college magazine in third year was a lot of fun. We made a great team, shared great rapport and in the end, the magazine was worth the effort, thanks to all the meetings, the late evenings at the Press, followed by chai and bun masala at Timmys. Unfortunately, since 2002 was a bygone era, I do not have virtual copies of what I contributed, and my copy of the magazine is at home.
Some of the cruder concoctions of my cranium-ancient and amateurish attempts at Western Haiku ( replacing the 17 syllables with words)..go ahead, Laugh your guts out.
A busy day at its best.
No time to stare leave alone stop.
and then she had to smile.
Never would I have thought
I will meet her time and again
Maybe I should stop thinking.
Suave, steadfast and sure
She steals the show as she soars
Alliterations are amazing as always.
Hoping that history doesn't repeat itself,
Reminsicing Ratatouille:
Django: You Can't Change History
Remy: Change is History, Dad.
I have been wanting to dig up some of my older writings (pre zeitgeist days) and put them up here. Working with the editorial board of the college magazine in third year was a lot of fun. We made a great team, shared great rapport and in the end, the magazine was worth the effort, thanks to all the meetings, the late evenings at the Press, followed by chai and bun masala at Timmys. Unfortunately, since 2002 was a bygone era, I do not have virtual copies of what I contributed, and my copy of the magazine is at home.
Some of the cruder concoctions of my cranium-ancient and amateurish attempts at Western Haiku ( replacing the 17 syllables with words)..go ahead, Laugh your guts out.
A busy day at its best.
No time to stare leave alone stop.
and then she had to smile.
Never would I have thought
I will meet her time and again
Maybe I should stop thinking.
Suave, steadfast and sure
She steals the show as she soars
Alliterations are amazing as always.
Hoping that history doesn't repeat itself,
Reminsicing Ratatouille:
Django: You Can't Change History
Remy: Change is History, Dad.
Hope'n
When I was small, Dad used to frequently travel around the country on work. The morning of his arrival was a mini carnival for M and me, anticipating gifts and goodies from his sojourns. Our earliest memories were him getting us fairy tale books (I still have them, bound and
treasured). Coimbatore trips brought back soan papdis, om podis and books. Calcutta meant
Rosgollas, Mistidhois and Mithais. Bhavnagar or Surat augured lots of attire for us. We grew up, dad travelled less and the excitement fizzled.
When I moved on from Ruston, I left behind a lot of my stuff to ease out burdensome travel as I
did an impromptu roadtrip across the country. I did get part of it a little while later, but it
was not until this week, thanks to that lovable woman, was I able to get the reminder. I honestly
forgot what I had left behind, vague memories of some books and clothes were hovering around but that was it.I have the bag in front of me, and a motley thought of curiosity, inquisitiveness and excitement blends in my head.
My flutes, My roller blades, My music-thank god. CDs, MP3,s and a lot of wacky junk I deem hearable. I was grinning from ear to ear. A lot of my books including an amazing transalation of the thirukkural I had picked up from the Chennai Book fair in Jan'06. A small statuete of Vinayaga and the Ashoka pillar, carved in wood along with a bronze OM figurine, bought at Sundari Silks in T Nagar. My Coudroy worker pants, which was incidentally the first piece of clothing I bought in this country..and it still fits. I have stories for each and everything I found in that bag.
As I pored into my bag and pondered, anticipation doesnt always hurt. The fact that I was unaware of what was in store, made me enjoy the moment even more. Tiny things trigger memories, some unwarranted albeit enjoyable. The best part is when thoughts concatenate, leading you through various backalleys of your mind. You're lost, its all good.
For some wierd reason, I have been humming U2's Beautiful Day since morning,
What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
treasured). Coimbatore trips brought back soan papdis, om podis and books. Calcutta meant
Rosgollas, Mistidhois and Mithais. Bhavnagar or Surat augured lots of attire for us. We grew up, dad travelled less and the excitement fizzled.
When I moved on from Ruston, I left behind a lot of my stuff to ease out burdensome travel as I
did an impromptu roadtrip across the country. I did get part of it a little while later, but it
was not until this week, thanks to that lovable woman, was I able to get the reminder. I honestly
forgot what I had left behind, vague memories of some books and clothes were hovering around but that was it.I have the bag in front of me, and a motley thought of curiosity, inquisitiveness and excitement blends in my head.
My flutes, My roller blades, My music-thank god. CDs, MP3,s and a lot of wacky junk I deem hearable. I was grinning from ear to ear. A lot of my books including an amazing transalation of the thirukkural I had picked up from the Chennai Book fair in Jan'06. A small statuete of Vinayaga and the Ashoka pillar, carved in wood along with a bronze OM figurine, bought at Sundari Silks in T Nagar. My Coudroy worker pants, which was incidentally the first piece of clothing I bought in this country..and it still fits. I have stories for each and everything I found in that bag.
As I pored into my bag and pondered, anticipation doesnt always hurt. The fact that I was unaware of what was in store, made me enjoy the moment even more. Tiny things trigger memories, some unwarranted albeit enjoyable. The best part is when thoughts concatenate, leading you through various backalleys of your mind. You're lost, its all good.
For some wierd reason, I have been humming U2's Beautiful Day since morning,
What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
More NYC Moments..
NYC is a shutter bug's delight. I am slowly falling prey to this city's scape's.
More captures on a busy Saturday and a warm Sunday.
More captures on a busy Saturday and a warm Sunday.
Three
I am walking. Its hot. Its very hot. I miss you.
Thanks to you,
I have made it to where I am supposed to be.
I have also made it to where I am not supposed to be, but wanted to be.
I have made it to places where I had to be.
Places that I havent been in 2 years were seen twice in a day.
End point, which was 2 and a half kilometers away, was just 2.5 kms.
The girl’s hostel never felt closer, the temple @ 7:30 PM a must everyday.
Kudremukh via Karkala, Mangalore on NH 17, Agumbe, turtle bay, Maravanthe, Hanging Bridge and Peacock Point…Manipal and Karnataka at the flick of my wrist.
My steed, My bike in shining armor, my splendor..You will be loved.
They call me...
Bond.
Shane Bond
Couldnt resist putting this one up.
Arguably one of the best of his kind. a rare yet resplendent kind. Long live fast bowling
Shane Bond
Couldnt resist putting this one up.
Arguably one of the best of his kind. a rare yet resplendent kind. Long live fast bowling
Aarabhi and Lord Shiva's Ornaments
The current song on my lips is vizhiyil un Vizhiyil from Kireedam (excuse moi for the regionalistic turn), this displaces Sahana and Kumaari (from Sivaji and Anniyan respectively) from the top of my favorite hum-worthy tunes.
Kumaari is a class act, Shankar Mahadevan, Harris Jayraj,Veena and the Mridangam create aural bliss. I did a little homework on this, and it turns out that this song is an amalgam of Aarabhi, Suddha Saveri and Saama raagams ( Since decoding the raaga involves a lot of intense hearing and speculations, there may be diverse opinions on this).
Aarabhi is the janya raaga of Sankarabaranam-Janya Raagas being derived from the fundamental set of 72 melkarta raagas. Aarabhi’s been around for a long time, dating back to 7th century AD.Sankarabaranam, which is considered the king of all raagams. The naatu swara saahityams, which are the ABC’s of carnatic music was composed in this raaga by Muthuswami Dikshithar.
Sankarabaranam means ornaments of Lord Shiva (Shankar-Lord Shiva and Aabaranam-Ornaments). The seven Swaras are featured in the seven ornaments of Lord ShivaSa-Sarpa (Snake)
Ri-RudrakshaGa– Ganga (The river Ganges which emerges from Lord Shiva’s head)
Ma-mriga (the tiger skin on which he sits)Pa– Pushpa (flower)
Da-Damuru or the udukkai (Lord Shiva’s instrument)
Ni-Nisakara ( The crescent moon)
Westward ahoy, the endearing “Doe a Deer..” from the Sound of Music is based on Sankarabaranam.
Potterheads alert!!
They have been spotted since July 22nd. You see them everywhere, Parks, bus stops, cafes, the trains, even staircases and rest rooms haven't been spared!!
Males and Females exhibit evident and similar characteristics, head down, nose buried in between 752 pages of a certain yellow jacketed book about the travails of a boy wizard. They show utter disregard to life in their vicinity and cling on to their books as if the world was to end that instant, if they remembered to lift their head and breathe.
Picture this..
5: 30 PM, a crowded compartment on the orange line..people clinging on to save their lives..Potterhead makes her entrance..3 bags in tow..one hand grabs the railing..the other hand fishes out HP 7, causing painful contact with innocent civilians hanging out beside her...disdaining eyecontact later, Potterhead gets into business.
12: 30 PM..lunch at work..bespectacled potterhead walking down the stairs, doing what he does best..not realizing that there only a finite flight...tumble and a fall later, potterhead is still in shape, book in hand.
Little did an unemployed mother in Edinburgh who commenced writing in December 2004 know that she would eventually change the course of the literary world. J.K. Rowling, during the same journey, You have created monsters.
Disclaimer: This wasnt to berate HP or HP fans around the world, JK Rowling has envisioned and presented a fantastic world to us. Enjoy the books and ensure you do not cause inconvenience to other denizens on this planet.
Males and Females exhibit evident and similar characteristics, head down, nose buried in between 752 pages of a certain yellow jacketed book about the travails of a boy wizard. They show utter disregard to life in their vicinity and cling on to their books as if the world was to end that instant, if they remembered to lift their head and breathe.
Picture this..
5: 30 PM, a crowded compartment on the orange line..people clinging on to save their lives..Potterhead makes her entrance..3 bags in tow..one hand grabs the railing..the other hand fishes out HP 7, causing painful contact with innocent civilians hanging out beside her...disdaining eyecontact later, Potterhead gets into business.
12: 30 PM..lunch at work..bespectacled potterhead walking down the stairs, doing what he does best..not realizing that there only a finite flight...tumble and a fall later, potterhead is still in shape, book in hand.
Little did an unemployed mother in Edinburgh who commenced writing in December 2004 know that she would eventually change the course of the literary world. J.K. Rowling, during the same journey, You have created monsters.
Disclaimer: This wasnt to berate HP or HP fans around the world, JK Rowling has envisioned and presented a fantastic world to us. Enjoy the books and ensure you do not cause inconvenience to other denizens on this planet.
mindspeak
Invigorating is not the word, theres something beyond that which transpires when people speak their mind and share their thoughts.
My lethargy has always dominated in not expanding them into discussions, but not any more.
Keep me vitalized comrades.
My lethargy has always dominated in not expanding them into discussions, but not any more.
Keep me vitalized comrades.
Scrubisms
Life is Scary. Get used to it.
There are no magical fixes. Its all upto you.
So, get off the keiser, get out of here and start working.
Nothing in this world thats worth having, comes easy.
-Bob Kelso,
" My Boss's Free Haircut"
Scrubs Season 4
There are no magical fixes. Its all upto you.
So, get off the keiser, get out of here and start working.
Nothing in this world thats worth having, comes easy.
-Bob Kelso,
" My Boss's Free Haircut"
Scrubs Season 4
Scrubs Season 7
In your face…John Dorian and the rest of the staff of Sacred Heart are back for a final season. Scrubs season 7 starts on the 18th of October, part of the comedy thursday’s line up along with My Name is Earl, The Office and 30 Rock.
Resuming my celebration of the one of the most hilarious shows ever made, random Scrubisms will be tossed in good measure.
The X-ray shown in the title sequence was hung backwards for most of the seasons 1–5. The reason behind it being that the then-interns were relatively inexperienced and clueless, which was eventually revealed to be a fib by Zach Braff, who admitted the error to be unintentional. The error was finally rectified by Dr. Kim Briggs ( Elizabeth Banks), the Urologist J.D dates ( My Urologist, Season 5, Episode 23) , who steps into the credits and turns the X-ray around saying “ Thats backwards, Its been bugging me for years”.
Cinema Overdoso?
I have subjected myself to a lot of movies this year. The convenience of having a theater 10 minutes from home furthered the cause. I normally dont review the movies I watch, the music I hear or the books I read as there are a lot of people who are doing that, and performing a great job as well. However, the thought of compiling a list of some of the better movies I have seen over the last few months has always been hovering around, partly due to the reason that I know many who have been missing out on quite a few of them. I just hope that a few words could make them a little aware.
Here’s my best of the bunch.
1) Ratatouille
Pixar have always had my respect among animation studios for quite sometime. Their channel of story telling, which appeals to both kids and the kids in adults respecitvely, incorporate a time tested approach. What makes them stand out are the novel charecterizations and a small sense of genuinity which makes viewers relate to them. Add to that, as-real-as-it-gets animations, brilliant wit and a great voice cast makes them movies lipsmacking, which is exactly the word to describe this tale of an ambitious rodent who takes Paris’s culinary world by storm.2) Ocean’s Thirteen
I thought Ocean’s 11 was a blast, the sequel was Ho-Hum. The boys finally wrapped it up with a worthy third outing. Great acting, a breezy narrative proved the major plusses. My favorite moment? Clooney and Pitt getting teary eyed over Oprah.
3) Cheeni Kum
Sarcasm found two hours of screen time, and we had a blast. Watch it for Amitabh and Tabu’s performances and some good music.4) 1408
One of the scariest movies I have seen. More than whats going on the screen, the anticipation of whats going to happen creeps you further.5) Live Free or Die Hard
Yippee-Ki-Yay! Need I say more. Bruce Willis, balder, bitter and brittle kicks terrorist butt fourth time around.
6) Spiderman 3
Wasnt comparable to its predecessors but did salvage some pride on its own.
Of Opinions, Winks and Sense
I intend to be a little more opinionistic from now on and would love to contribute writing which burgeon healthy argument and amalgamate innovative views. So if you take a minute to read what I have written, take another 30 seconds to tell me about it. It could be bouquets or brick bats, either ways I will fire on all cylinders to make you spend more than a minute the next time you drop by. Also, I perceive this beyond just a space to write whats on top of my head. Remember the zeitgeist?
Random Rambles of the day...
Non verbal communication has become such an interspersed part of our lives. Throughout a working day, smiles, winks and nods contribute a lot to the way we navigate it. Much as we love one of these thrown our way, lets be generous in paying it forward.
My 2 cents on the most hyped product on screen this year, the one thats been on all the channels for the last two months and on the minds of movie watching tamilians for the last 2 years. Watch it if the boss means the world to you, its not worth a visit to the theater expecting more, considering the abundance of talent. I learnt it the hard way. Oh you thought I was talking about the iPhone? Now, thats another evening well spent.
A brave soul happened to express HER 2 cents and what a revolution it created..More than a 1000 comments from en iniya tamil makkal. Lectures, advice, dhamkis and death threats. Way to go. Each comment exhaustive than the previous one, I felt like that history exams in high school were just doodles.
Every one has a right to his or her opinion and chooses to express it. Say your thought on the movie or the writing, refrain from putting an individual down. If you think all of this would make him or her change their mind, its the equivalent of heading down an unlit one way street with no clue whats ahead.
The lady fights back..A lone hobbit against a multiplying army of orcs..in splendid style. Catch the action here.
Random Rambles of the day...
Non verbal communication has become such an interspersed part of our lives. Throughout a working day, smiles, winks and nods contribute a lot to the way we navigate it. Much as we love one of these thrown our way, lets be generous in paying it forward.
My 2 cents on the most hyped product on screen this year, the one thats been on all the channels for the last two months and on the minds of movie watching tamilians for the last 2 years. Watch it if the boss means the world to you, its not worth a visit to the theater expecting more, considering the abundance of talent. I learnt it the hard way. Oh you thought I was talking about the iPhone? Now, thats another evening well spent.
A brave soul happened to express HER 2 cents and what a revolution it created..More than a 1000 comments from en iniya tamil makkal. Lectures, advice, dhamkis and death threats. Way to go. Each comment exhaustive than the previous one, I felt like that history exams in high school were just doodles.
Every one has a right to his or her opinion and chooses to express it. Say your thought on the movie or the writing, refrain from putting an individual down. If you think all of this would make him or her change their mind, its the equivalent of heading down an unlit one way street with no clue whats ahead.
The lady fights back..A lone hobbit against a multiplying army of orcs..in splendid style. Catch the action here.
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