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The return to the cave...

Earth Hour is officially the kickoff for the WWF's campaign to get world leaders to agree on a global deal at UN climate talks in December 2009, but I feel it has morphed into much more than that.

Yes on paper it sounds good that an hour without light may be a start to ending all our energy woes. I disagree.
It makes me feel like I'm a caveman. The GREENIE WEENIES would have us all move retrograde and become one with the environment. I'd rather be living in a cave. Why can't we actually innovate new methods to make light of the crisis rather than sit in darkness. It feels so negative. It's like leaving yourself vulnerable.

Why not adopt windpower.... or the solar panel on the roof? Let's move the ball from using gas guzzlig vehicles for each one to pooled cars and sharing.

Turning off the lights is poor symbolism.
Awareness is about moving forward.

My lights were on.....

Reality Bites!!

I’ve had my fill of reality shows on the idiot box..... or have I ??
They’re nasty...trying to appeal to our baser emotions. We claim to have evolved and cast aside our “caveman” tendencies. I disagree. These shows bring forth these dormant expressions and in the guise of being “REAL” - it makes me take sides.

Sometimes it’s about wrong and right. Sometimes it’s just the attitude of the person onscreen. I begin to pick personal favorites and hope they’ll make it till the end. These shows are addictive and i’m glued to my set of shows. It started with MTV Roadies and now I have to have my weekly dose of it every sunday. Then came a host of other shows - from dancing with the stars, singing to become a star or the cliched “LOVE IS WAR” - with splitsvilla. There is also SARKAR ki Dunia - a ripoff on survivor and BIG BOSS - the india version of BIG BROTHER.

I don’t mind folks being nasty to one another. That’s human. Then they get violent. That’s human. But it’s not something we want to…

The Fallen flower

I was a  tree-bound flower once. Pristine white at the peak of my youth. I reflected the morning light like a snowflake in Aspen. You looked at me and oohed & aahed then. I was the cynosure of every eye - yours too.

Now you look down upon me.
Well truth be told - I am fallen.
The winds of change took me out of the nurturing grasp of my home... to the barren lands beneath. I tried to resist change (alas). Now I must await my time as I wither under the weather. You look at me and wonder, even take my photograph, put in a little sympathy too.

Your time is coming too.

The sound of music - 44 years on!!

So I mentioned in my previous post that I loved the songs of THE SOUND OF MUSIC....
I forgot to mention that I wished I'd grow up and have a girl like Leisl... the eldest of the 7 siblings!

As i completed that last post - i was temted to google for her....
... and oila GOOGLE directed me here.
This lady has actually kept track of the original 7 kids and has her page updated for what they're upto now. Of course they're no longer kids. Incidentally - not many remained in films, but are successful nevertheless. No tragedies here :-)

My Favourite films

I wonder if you've seen these flicks.....
... one can say I grew up watching them!!! In fact a few of them have been watched over 50-100 times and I can watch them once every quarter.
It took a while before I understood all the nuances of each film. But these are the ones that conditioned my thinking to a large extent...

I can still here the beats from WHERE EAGLES DARE playing in my head. Or imagine the seductive  Kelly Mcgillis giving me that welcome sly grin in TOP GUN. Of course one had to be Tom Cruise for that to work out.
Then there was princess Leia in STAR WARS or the cool bravado of Richard Burton and Roger Moore in WILD GEESE. I never stopped laughing at Mel Brooks' antics in SILENT MOVIE.... he and his set-piece collection of artistes. Then there was the uber cool Clint Eastwood in KELLYS HEROES and FIREFOX.
As I got to a stage wen films and rented VCRs became the norm on many a weekend, there was a gear shift to buying my own collection of video casettes and arc…

The Delhi-ite pledge

This is not an original composition - I have picked it up from my friend Aruns NOTES on FB.

I will not return calls.
I will show off.
I will live beyond my means.
I will be a pathological liar.
I will be brash.
I will be abrasive.
I will be rude.
I will be nasty.
I will make false promises.
I will serve paneer in 21 different ways when throwing a formal dinner party.
I will bow down, touch feet and take blessings of all those who are even a year older than me just for the express purpose of collecting loose change.
I will wear zircons and claim them to be the finest diamonds.
I will rhyme every other word like whisky shisky and think that I am very witty.
I will be crassy not classy.
I will obsess over Bollywood.
I will worry myself sick if Shah Rukh Khan breaks his toe nail.
I will stalk Priyanka Chopra when I move to Mumbai.
I will do my best to produce a Bollywood movie even it wipes out my family´s fortune.
I will feel that I am stunningly good looking.
I will equate fair skin with…

By the river

Standing by the Hoogly - the Howrah bridge in the distance I watch the water flow by. Looking into the distance I see boats plying their trade, garbage floats by lazily and the birds hover above the water.... searching for prey.
All seems normal. There is a calm in the air.
For how long... i wonder!!

A series of unfortunate events

It started with getting off the wrong side of the bed. THE START

Then there was a dressing down from Groucho! NO REASON. NO EXPLANATION. JUST CRAP

I passed on the salad dressing down the line with my addition of spices. NOW I FEEL AWFUL. IT'S NOT THEIR FAULT

Then I saw someone who was happy... while I was morose. GREEN WITH ENVY. RED WITH ANGER. MY FACE.

After that certain decisions which are normally in my purview - were taken without the courtesy to even inform me - old groucho is at it again. MAYBE THERE ARE SOME BIGGER POWERS AT WORK HERE

I concealed my thoughts though my face tells another story.
I am not happy today.
That's the bottom line!

But my unhappiness in one area is transposing itself to all others. Suddenly I'm adopting a pessimistic view on a slew of unrelated events. I need to spend some alone time in the Himalayas...or the opposite....

PI...

Today is 3.14
It's PI day!
For all you have forgotten mathematics it's that magical, mystical
number representing the ratio of a circle's circumference to its
diameter.
In legal shorthand, it represents a plaintiff.
The mathematical irrational constant π ≈ 3.14159..., the ratio of a
circle's circumference to its diameter in Euclidean geometry.
The letter "π" is the first letter of the Greek words "περιφέρεια"
'periphery' and "περίμετρος" 'perimeter', i.e. the circumference.
The prime-counting function in mathematics.
Dimensionless parameters constructed using the Buckingham π theorem of
dimensional analysis.
The osmotic pressure in chemistry. π=MRT
The elementary particle called the pi meson or pion.
Profit in microeconomics.
Inflation rate in macroeconomics.
A type of chemical bond in which the P-orbitals overlap, called a pi bond.
The natural projection on the tangent bundle on a manifold.One letter... so many uses!!HAPPY PI DAY!!!!

Mind shapers!

I had a tough time thinking up a title for this one.
Coming after my last blog... I feel it's important to get this off my chest!
I respect most women ... but not all of them.
Some have willfully thrown away that respect. (i'm sure some of them would say the same about me.)
I'm not talking of girls who have broken my heart or vice versa.
This one cuts much deeper. It's about betrayal, hatred and vile intentions!!

Lets start at the beginning. School was a boys only thing. So never got to interact with too many girls then.
Moving on to college was a refreshing change and nothing much happened apart from the crushes and the heartbreaks. I had developed this world view that ALL women were nice. It was the male of the species that went around poking his THING everywhere :-)My first job - the women pampered me, mothered me and generally made life fun!Then came B-School. The twist in the tale. One scorned woman teams up with the object of my affections, add a political aspiran…

Another day for the women!!

Let me get this straight!!
We have a special day called "INTERNATIONAL WOMENS DAY" - 8th March (every year)
Does that mean I have the remaining 364 days as MEN days?
Not really dude..... says the lil angel on my shoulder!!

I agree with the concept here that it is vital/ critical/ important that we bring to the fore all issues pertaining to female inequality. We raise issues where women are treated with disdain for the reason that they are not men. We must work to solve these issues. it should also be seen as a major day of global celebration for the economic, political and social achievements of women. This was started in 1909 in the USA and we celebrate 100 years tomorrow!
Go women!!
Check out their website here : http://www.internationalwomensday.com/

But when I picked up the morning paper(DELHI TIMES)  - i saw an article on how to pamper your "woman", by a woman.How to make her feel loved and cared for. It gives details of GUCCI bags & expensive artifacts to…

400!!

It's a number.
A number I like.
It's a testimony to the fact that some people don't think I'm such a nut.
I know many folks have 1000's of friends on social networks. I'm more into being in touch with those that I knew while I make new friends as life comes along.
In fact I'd been SMSing the SSP (sundar sushil patni) about it too and making a generall hoo haa about it in my life.

So 400 friends on FACEBOOK....!!
I feel good.



Something different

This last week has seen me spend a lot of time in BED... alone (alas)!!
I've been doing a fair bit of thinking!
... the idle mind is a devils workshop!!

I'm an agent of change.
I do not work/live with monotony!
It's exciting to do something different.
But I don't do all that i used to.
I like to be creative.... start something new.... revisit the old and recast it!
But.....
.. and this is the funny part here....
.. something is eating me up inside!

It's like... there's me... there's wife.... there's life.... there's no apparent strife..... so what am I cribbing about????

Mebbe i need to get up from bed and get to the balcony... (with the camera)...
Something to kickstart me :-)

Lonely in Jaipur

CHokhi Dhani is a fun place...
But it ain't fun by myself....
You cannot come here alone....
Be sure to bring the better half along....
Else, it starts to bite :-(

I was there for our Annual North India Distributors meeting and guess what - we went the whole hog TRADITIONAL!!
Yes, not doubt I made the most of the event.. my camera was used optimally, but my favorite subject was missing...

So though, I was in a CROWD, I was alone. The parrot that read my future was kind to me. But then life is what you make of it -how you play your cards - not merely the deck dealt to you..