Sunday, April 06, 2014


 "Earth laughs in flowers" - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Monday, January 31, 2011

Take it..

"We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time.

Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood -- it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, "Too late."

Martin Luther King Jr

Sunday, March 21, 2010

random bloh.

The other day I was talking to my sister and we happened to discuss how our social conditioning influenced our personalities and how it even now keeps trying to set direction & limits to our thought process.Growing up in a conservative society we were not allowed to have certain thought patterns.Nobody set the rules.It was part of the super-culture that still dominates the society where we grew up.And it is true for most societies, even the relatively progressive ones.I have often wondered how & why people often do not recognize these constraints.This is more surprising, because as I see it, one of most basic human traits is to rebel, to overcome- that is how the human race came till here.Yet the majority of us choose to adhere.Are we evolving into something different?

Maybe it is because the big picture is bigger than what anyone of us can see or understand. Or may be we are just not interested in all these random thoughts, after all there are better things like food,shelter and the pleasure of daily struggle, all of which offer simpler and more possible means to happiness and fulfillment, all which while being transient, are also enough for the time being.

But again the question here is not about the big picture, it is about why we set limits, knowingly or unknowingly, when all we want deep inside our hearts is to go beyond them..

Any thoughts?

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Hamara Bajaj...

Some things are forever or so I used to think.

Thanks to Narasimha Rao & Manmohan Singh ,I spent my childhood in two different Indias. The pre-liberalization era which was slow and protected ( & dull to my cousins who came on vacations from the Gulf) and the post liberalization period which saw a new life being pumped into everything.

Both had its charms.Though I for most part welcomed the changes that were coming ,like the addition of DD Metro and DD4 to DD1, the only channel we had till then .The come back of Coke ,the arrival of Big bubble chewing gum and more Jackie Chan movies meant the future was only going to be exciting.

However there were certains things which I thought were supposed to be there forever.Like the Ambassadors & Chetaks.The Chetak more so because I literally grew up on two Chetaks.The first Chetak,which my father brought from his friend was gold in colour and now looking back, looked very humble - but it still gave me one of the proudest & happiest days in my life when it came home.I was the smallest and had the rare privilege to stand between my father's driver seat and the handle bar whenever we used to go out on it.Our family of five used to travel with ease across the streets of Trivandrum -the scooter held us together..:) like it did many other families across India.

Saturday mornings became duty time for me as the assistant mechanic to my father who used to clean the spark plugs,wipe the engine and the tilt the scooter to reach what I called the 'Chetak Degree ', the point at which petrol flowed from the tank to the engine and pushed out whatever air was stuck inside the engine tubes.Visits to the local scooter mech was a monthly thing.

The coming home of the second Chetak was an even prouder day for us as it was a brand new scooter made in the new Bajaj plant in Nasik.It was green and bigger than our old scooter , which by then was sold to a friend of my father. This scooter took us everywhere ,to the market,library,to our friends' homes ,sometimes to school and tuitions and once even all the way from Trivandrum,Kerala to Marthandam,Tamil Nadu when my father went in search of the best (read 'the cheapest' ) construction sand in South India for our new house.

It was the end of the 90s and by then most of scooter families has started getting their first cars, the Maruti 800s.I turned 18 around that time and the fact that the Chetak was no longer the primary mode of family transport helped me make the case to my father that it was my turn...he happily obliged, probably wondering what was wrong with his son, he did n't ask for the Hero Honda.And so it was my turn..and it was my street hawk.I used to ride the green scooter , sun glasses and all on, through the busy streets of catch the lastest Mohanlal flick at Sreekumar , to buy beef from Palayam market,to the Museum grounds to gang up with friends & get a secret smoke and on bright sunny days to Kovalam or Shanghumugham ,to lie down on the beach and look up to enjoy the Trivandrum sky in all its sunny glory....

Achan sold the scooter sometime after 2000, when I got my bike & left for college and no longer had time for it.I used to look at it though whenever I went to the garage.I used to wonder why Bajaj used to sell us this clunky piece of machine and why we loved it, why we kept it..and will be soon overcome with guilt and leave the garage immediately, unable to look at the humble headlight , the faded paint work or the rusted body.I realize now that however outdated and clunky it was; it was family .And that every picture that I have in my mind about my home has a green scooter parked in front of it.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

bloh bloh...

I am a big admirer of Tamil music . I think the Tamil music industry and the Tamil film industry have have created some of the best music in this world - and by world ,I mean the world and not just US ,Canada & Puerto Rico.

Being a keralite (Yes Payilukale..Iyam a mallu ) helped as there was always easy access to tamil movies and songs and we malayalees are culturally very close to tamil makkall except for one Mr TR Balu (angeru vaangikkum !) and some people on the wrong side of the Mullaperiyar dam..

This plus the fact that I am a born again Kamal Hassan fan led me to tears when I listened to "Yaar Yaar sivam " from Anbe Sivam.

My wifey is fed up with me as usual because that seems to be the only thing that comes out of my Mouth…

W : Cooked food?
M : Yaar yaar Sivam…
W : Washed dishes ?
M : Anbe Sivam….
W: $%$^%^

Pathetic jokes aside, I really enjoyed listening to the song and it led my memories back to Thenpandi Cheemayille and a couple of others melodies rendered by Kamal. And then..Wow !! What a guy !

I am not seeing or listening to Kamal for the first time, but every now and then , I can't but stop and appreciate this man.I know that people have their own diverse share of opinions, but the stupendous effort that Kamal puts into his works alone is enough to inspire people.While our home grown " superstars" are still cashing in on past glory ,here is one guy who really reinvents himself with each movie he does.Thanks Kamal for not taking us for granted.
Results of the Musical chair competition conducted by Sonia Gandhi last week :-

RL Bhatiya, Governor of Kerala became Governor Of Bihar and
RS Gavai, Governor Of Bihar became Governor of Kerala

The orgainizers of this event reserve the right to change the results anytime - The decision from 10 Janpath will be final ,binding & beyond comprehension .

So Jesse Jackson Sr wants to cut off Obama's nuts and Jesse Jackson Jr says he vehemently opposes it. Whoa ..what a family !!

Wednesday, July 02, 2008


So finally the dust has set down on a lot of things, the primaries in US, santosh madhavan in Kerala,indiana jones in hollywood,the olymbic torch relay in China,Euro 2008 in Spain and the Phoenix in Mars.

And life seems to have achieved a new super low in terms of excitement , that I have started deriving my daily dose of moitvation by focussing my skills on keeping track of the count of cockroaches I kill ,the missed farts, the # of flush downs I do every morning to get a clean Kakkoose and even the mileage of my car.


Saw WALL E last Friday, as usual Pixar delivers what it promised and more.Its time for a dud from them,its high time they stopped making great movies human,be hollywood.


I am playing Call of Duty in my Wii now, its getting difficult….got to find out few excuses to call it trash and return to the store.

Thursday, May 15, 2008


Recently I have started having dreams with logical conclusions. Every one of them seem to have a
well defined plot,characters with personalities, climaxes and sometimes even anticlimaxes.
Overall my dreams seem to have very good production values , and sometimes bizarre too..I had this
scene in one of my dreams in which I was romancing with the female lead while relaxing on top of
a huge sleeping croc and suddenly the croc awakes..

Too much of movies may be…people say that when you get obsessed with something ,things like this
happen.If that’s case then I would forever be obsessed with cinema and film making.After all its free
entertainment with lot of ideas with scoop value - only if I ever make that one movie which has been always
playing there in the imax in my head

Have been reading "Rebel without a Crew" by Robert Rodriguez
Last saw : Paradise Now - Palestinian movie by Hany Abu- Assad and as the director said is an artistic
view of the Palestinian political issue.Winner of the 63rd Golden Globe award for Best Foreign Film

I need help - Can some one tell me why Hillary is still there in the race for nomination??