Well could not resist voicing my opinion on this Master Singer Jagjit Singh and his recent verbal attack on Ar Rahman If any one of u are yet to see this ,just check this link out..
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/videoshow/4045257.cms
The link above show one envious,jealous old man venting his fury at A.R Rahman for not composing Ghazals in "Rang De basanti" ,Jaane Tu ya Jaane Na" and like,and put the audience into sleep very much like this man would have done given the chance and a dumb producer.There is a complex very much malayalee namely "Perunthachan complex",but then this was cos Peruntachan was a master sculptor himself and couldn't stand his son achieving more fame and recognition.In this case it would be wrong to use that as Jagjit Singh for his part has nothing in mainstream Bollywood,nor the magic of say Ar rahman.ARR for his part has numerous works that has transcended all the linguistic divisions of the country and above all a "MAA TUJHE SALAM" that virtually is a modern day "Jana Gana Mana".
At a time when most of the nation is/should be extremely proud of the Three Oscar Nominations ,in come this old man who has sung a lot of successful ghazals ,and challenges ARR,refusing to admit the real genius that he is .I admit AR is no GOD and not beyond Criticism.But then there is a fine line between Criticism and Abuse.When Mahesh Bhatt says tht "Jai Ho" is not ARR's best ,that is criticism.What this guy does in this video is blatantly abuse and challenge AR..Anyway hope ARR doesn't heed any attention to all these jealous minds and continue giving us great music as he has been doing all the while.(And yeah it wld be an offense not to mention the Soundtrack of Dilli6 ,which is a "RDB" in the making.Masakali and the title track is just awesome.)
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Yet another classic comedy from priyadarsan.Guess they denied him the right to remake it to hindi or malayalam(Guess a "Dharavi Kutta ban gaya Crorepati" OR CHERI-PATTI KODEESWARAN (with Mohanlal as Jamal ) was already on his mind :)
Note:My music knowledge might not be extensive nor am i an expert on Ragaas.But to like ARR and his music i doubt u need to be one.
Monday, February 02, 2009
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
A medal for a country of 1 Billion.
Abhinav Bindra...You did us proud. A country of 1billion now has 1 gold medalist, a new poster boy who for a change doesn’t play cricket. A gold medal that was long deserving for a country. During childhood, a naive me always used to look through the medal standings and used to be disappointed seeing that my country was never in the list. Just like your dreams and your parent’s dreams, you have fulfilled a generation's dream for sure.
A dissection for the victory would clearly show the lack of support from the local authorities .if it wasn’t for a rich father and a talented coach it is highly unlikely that we would all have seen an Indian Flag be raised high above the others at
Chaar Patte....
Cards are something that makes your memories colorful,But there are some that brings you memories of a special kind like
1. Report Card-The dreaded yellow piece of paper that had followed me through 12 years of school life. I believe that the fear of the card has molded my likings to the whole world of cards. barring the first 4 years or something of my academic life I believe there hasn’t been much tht i could cheer about when ever I got this card (C’mon Jose uncle never used to have his report card to who used to stay for every second trip & who was first in the line for collecting the much loved BABA batJ), Rather the first though tht would pass through my mind was of finding a proper location to hide this until the teacher demands it back. Getting the thing signed by my dear parents wasn’t that tough an ask, cos every time the progress card was presented 10 minutes before I had to leave to school.Tht was the safest way to negotiate and persuade your parents to sing the damn wretched thing, and that evening would be one when u prayed the electricity staff to go on a power strike.
2. WWF Trump cards-This was really something that had caught the teens of TVM by the scruff of their neck. There used to be a huge demand for WWF trump cards,WWF sticker’s ,T shirts featuring Luke and Butch!!!(if they ever featured in WWF is an enigma)and all those weird wrestling things. Schools had to impose strict bans on bringing trump cards or for that matter even WWF sticker's to school. But my memories of this breed was the great one sided Trump card games we used to have during intervals.Rahul Albert -the daring, rebellious friend of mine would always bring his pack .This automatically gave him the right to be the one to shuffle the cards and divide it, and every time the cards were divided it was never surprising that Hulk Hogan and yokozuna would never find a place in our hand. Well for those of you who wouldn’t know what hulk and Yokzuna meant, the cricketing equivalent would be having Murali and mendis in your team while playing against the current Indian cricket team. I have still no idea what brought about this craze for WWF superstars whereby Bret hart and Shawn Michaels became the hot topics of the discussion. And yeah as it was always the "elders" in the class used to have a script of their own .I still remember one close buddy of mine telling me that Andre the giant had died by bursting his biceps:).The height of this craze was well highlighted when during one of our serious class quiz sessions conducted during our L.A period an innocent and naive anoop p walked right to the front and asked"Class,What is the Biceps of Scott Steiner’. That really stumped Geetha Maam and the whole class burst into laughter.
3. Centerfresh Cricket Cards-This was another set of cards that replaced the craze for WWF trump cards. I dun remember us really playing something with these card but it was more of a collection thingy. If my memory doesn't fail me, Richard Haldee was the rarest. But like all crazes this too died a slow death. yet another waste of parent’s hard earned money.
4. Pepsi Stuff cards-. I almost forgot this thing. This was probably the first coolest”yo” collection in every youths’ wallet. This gave you some privileges is shops in Andheri and Connaught Place. !!!!!!Why make i. Well the pepsi stuff card was one of its kinds during our teenage. But still the Ad campaign had caught the frenzy of the youth and soon Pepsi crowns, something the local “aaakri” would also not collect was in hot demand. Well to get a stuff card u needed to get 50 pepsi crowns and 25 rs cash...And for those 50 crowns i still remember searching the waste baskets Chinnu’s Restaurant. :(
Credit Cards and Identity cards do not come under this category as they seldom give you good dreams and sweet nostalgia.Oh yeah and By the way please refrain yourself from self inflicted torture by giving Sing is King a miss…Worthless horrible Movie.
1. Report Card-The dreaded yellow piece of paper that had followed me through 12 years of school life. I believe that the fear of the card has molded my likings to the whole world of cards. barring the first 4 years or something of my academic life I believe there hasn’t been much tht i could cheer about when ever I got this card (C’mon Jose uncle never used to have his report card to who used to stay for every second trip & who was first in the line for collecting the much loved BABA batJ), Rather the first though tht would pass through my mind was of finding a proper location to hide this until the teacher demands it back. Getting the thing signed by my dear parents wasn’t that tough an ask, cos every time the progress card was presented 10 minutes before I had to leave to school.Tht was the safest way to negotiate and persuade your parents to sing the damn wretched thing, and that evening would be one when u prayed the electricity staff to go on a power strike.
2. WWF Trump cards-This was really something that had caught the teens of TVM by the scruff of their neck. There used to be a huge demand for WWF trump cards,WWF sticker’s ,T shirts featuring Luke and Butch!!!(if they ever featured in WWF is an enigma)and all those weird wrestling things. Schools had to impose strict bans on bringing trump cards or for that matter even WWF sticker's to school. But my memories of this breed was the great one sided Trump card games we used to have during intervals.Rahul Albert -the daring, rebellious friend of mine would always bring his pack .This automatically gave him the right to be the one to shuffle the cards and divide it, and every time the cards were divided it was never surprising that Hulk Hogan and yokozuna would never find a place in our hand. Well for those of you who wouldn’t know what hulk and Yokzuna meant, the cricketing equivalent would be having Murali and mendis in your team while playing against the current Indian cricket team. I have still no idea what brought about this craze for WWF superstars whereby Bret hart and Shawn Michaels became the hot topics of the discussion. And yeah as it was always the "elders" in the class used to have a script of their own .I still remember one close buddy of mine telling me that Andre the giant had died by bursting his biceps:).The height of this craze was well highlighted when during one of our serious class quiz sessions conducted during our L.A period an innocent and naive anoop p walked right to the front and asked"Class,What is the Biceps of Scott Steiner’. That really stumped Geetha Maam and the whole class burst into laughter.
3. Centerfresh Cricket Cards-This was another set of cards that replaced the craze for WWF trump cards. I dun remember us really playing something with these card but it was more of a collection thingy. If my memory doesn't fail me, Richard Haldee was the rarest. But like all crazes this too died a slow death. yet another waste of parent’s hard earned money.
4. Pepsi Stuff cards-. I almost forgot this thing. This was probably the first coolest”yo” collection in every youths’ wallet. This gave you some privileges is shops in Andheri and Connaught Place. !!!!!!Why make i. Well the pepsi stuff card was one of its kinds during our teenage. But still the Ad campaign had caught the frenzy of the youth and soon Pepsi crowns, something the local “aaakri” would also not collect was in hot demand. Well to get a stuff card u needed to get 50 pepsi crowns and 25 rs cash...And for those 50 crowns i still remember searching the waste baskets Chinnu’s Restaurant. :(
Credit Cards and Identity cards do not come under this category as they seldom give you good dreams and sweet nostalgia.Oh yeah and By the way please refrain yourself from self inflicted torture by giving Sing is King a miss…Worthless horrible Movie.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
TAG HERE
Well finally I did it.This is for one great human being who had tagged me some 3 months ago. Managed to shake off all the demons and made it to complete the Tag. The first and hopefully the last of its kind :)
1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATRE:
Jaane Tu Ya jaane NA..A cute love story,Genelia was just mind blowing,and the songs have been playing non stop on my i pod since seeing them on big screen.
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
Just Finished Reading AKBARNAMA by Abu Fazl.Now moving on to "American history"by George Washington.(For those lucky souls who know me well,i hope u get the true picture)
3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
I guess carom is considered a board game, if not then has to be Monopoly.
4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
Men’s health, Sportstar, Tinkle, Balarama, Poombatta.
5. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Paala Poovinte manam..I have this thing for malayali Ghosts.
6. FAVORITE SOUND?
Shreya Ghosal when she croons Jaadu hai nasha hai,also the sound of raindrops ,
7. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?
Parting with your friends and family after spending a good part of 16 years together(too personal i guess,but still that is one of the worst that comes to mind)
8. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE?
Why not brush tmrw and sleep for another five minutes…
9. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
All those Thattukada’s and Kalavara in Trivandrum.Go India in Singapore.
10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?
My girl would definitely be Dia.
11. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I’D...?
Remake Jab We Met in Malayalam with me in the Lead, Kareena as the female lead. Given away free tickets, planted big hoardings featuring me all over kerala
Buy an IPL team and be the Captain, Own a horse stable. (If only.)
12. DO YOU DRIVE FAST?
It is hard to drive slowly on Auto-gear vehicles(I have a Lie-Sense u see).
13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
No…. Never…
14. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY?
Never came across one. I pray it would be cool.
15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
A Maruti 800 luxury car.
16. FAVORITE DRINK?
Bonji Vellam,Milo(chilled and hot).And if by chance in a spore pub ,the safest choice of vodka lime(cos the guys save on vodka by giving us lime juice OTR)
17. FINISH THIS STATEMENT, "IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD
have done some research and invented some onion peeling and slicing machine(the most horrendous task while cooking,and with my lacrimal glands having this affinity to onions,they work overtime)
18. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?
Never…. Not even Broccoli…and by the way I had to Google to find out what exactly this thing was.
19. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE?
Well I just highlighted my hair with light Brown.
20. NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS YOU HAVE LIVED IN.
Trivandrum, Singapore.
21. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
Cricket, Soccer, Tennis,Horse Racing I just love watching sports
22. ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU.
Adorable Cute Sis.(that makes it two)
23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
Some Betting slips and a few magazines. The local Cockroach does drop by to say "hello".
24. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN?
Well diplomatically Yes…But I wouldn’t complain if I was to take a rebirth as Emraan hashmi or for that matter any of those Hollywood heroes.
25. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL?
A Night Owl. I can’t wake up early in the morning unless it is for watching Cricket or soccer.
26. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP?
Over Easy (given that the other choice is sunny side up).
27. FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX
On my Mum’s Lap.
28. FAVORITE PIE?
I hate Pie’s
29. FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Chocolate flavor any day any time.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Nostalgia
A quick Google surprisingly didn't spring me the desired meaning for the title word. After some advanced searching i found something that struck me, somebody defined nostalgia as 'Nostalgia' is a regret at no longer having something that was in the past, which you were very fond of.
I guess this is one feeling that grips a person even more when he is away in a foreign land, from his dear one’s (personal definition). So I did some further search to find this particular song that has defined the nostalgic concept of many a malayalee. A gem from ONV kurupp, which gives me an unrivaled high each and every time I read it. One masterpiece that takes me back to my childhood, my school days and all those things, which I treasure the most.
Oru vattam koodi ennormmakal meyunna
Thirumuttathethuvan moham
Thirumuttathoru konil nilkkunnora nelli
Maram onnuluthuvan moham
Adarunna kaymanikal pozhiyumbol
Chenneduth athilonnu thinnuvan moham
Sughamezhum kaippum pulippum madhuravum
Nukaruvan eppozhum moham
Thodiyile kinar vellam kori kudich
Enthu madhuram ennothuvan moham
Veruthe irunnoru kuyilinte pattu kettu
Ethir pattu paduvan moham
Athu kelkke uchathil kookum kuyilinte
Shruthi pinthudaruvan moham
Oduvil pinangi parannupom pakshiyodu
Aruthe ennothuvan moham
Veruthe ee mohangal ennariyumbozhum
Veruthe mohikkuvan moham
I guess this is one feeling that grips a person even more when he is away in a foreign land, from his dear one’s (personal definition). So I did some further search to find this particular song that has defined the nostalgic concept of many a malayalee. A gem from ONV kurupp, which gives me an unrivaled high each and every time I read it. One masterpiece that takes me back to my childhood, my school days and all those things, which I treasure the most.
Oru vattam koodi ennormmakal meyunna
Thirumuttathethuvan moham
Thirumuttathoru konil nilkkunnora nelli
Maram onnuluthuvan moham
Adarunna kaymanikal pozhiyumbol
Chenneduth athilonnu thinnuvan moham
Sughamezhum kaippum pulippum madhuravum
Nukaruvan eppozhum moham
Thodiyile kinar vellam kori kudich
Enthu madhuram ennothuvan moham
Veruthe irunnoru kuyilinte pattu kettu
Ethir pattu paduvan moham
Athu kelkke uchathil kookum kuyilinte
Shruthi pinthudaruvan moham
Oduvil pinangi parannupom pakshiyodu
Aruthe ennothuvan moham
Veruthe ee mohangal ennariyumbozhum
Veruthe mohikkuvan moham
Monday, March 03, 2008
Love Actually.
Before i embark on writing something that might sound crazy I swear upon Mogambo gabbar Singh and Harbhajan singh that neither am i a racist nor a Sadist. So yeah this Blog had been coming for quite long, but i just didn’t know from where it could start. But a recent development spurred me into writing something on this whole stuff called love. I am no Shakespeare nor yash chopra to be waxing eloquently about love but just some plain thoughts..Aah..So first thing first, the special development that spurred me on to write this. Yet another of my closest friends has just broke-up with his special one (not the first nad hopefully the last)..Haha...Funny enough. As all love stories would have it the villain was the Hero's family. All of us had expected a happy ending to that love story but unexpected family pressures of a Muslim-Muslim(not a typo) marriage acted as Amrish Puri in that love story. As one who had his fair share of break ups and been close to those who have undergone break ups of the highest magnitude i am acutely aware of the hell my best buddy would be going through.
But why is that despite being aware of all this that most of my aged guys and girls "fall in love”. Whoever be it, was indeed a clever guy who expected a fall, in love.
Love stories have a very familiar story line beginning with the pehla nasha feeling when you find someone that is physically attractive or probably captures your mind with some trait of theirs. Those traits could range from a laugh to the way a girl ties her hair. I for one believes that those haven’t fallen in love when they were in their teens having really missed out on something special. Then it would gradually develop into all those weird telephonic conversations where you talk about everything under the sun, from Dilwale to Chemmen, from Ksrtc to Volvo, you wouldn’t have to Google to find topics during those early days for sure. If Graham bell had an orkut account I would bet that he would be the one with most testimonials. Anyways after all these ordeals finally when u hear those three most raped words in English literature” I love you” you fell a sense of accomplishment without realizing the pit falls that awaits you.Lol.
The love story of my close friend which just saw “The End” had started some 7 years ago in high school, stood the test of Professional college (primarily due to the fact that both were in the same college), withstood the pressure’s of campus placements but succumbed to the ultimate pressure machine (Family). The risk involved in maintaining an affair 7-8 years before were much higher than it is today. I would not want to think about 20 years ago when telephone wouldn’t have been this popular and writing love letters would have been the only option. Looking back, those years when I used to lock up inside my car and put "Sach keh reha hai deewana" in full volume now seems so funny. Anyways the girl in the mentioned marriage will be getting married soon and I do believe my friend would be invited.
My colleagues (predominantly Chinese) cant believe that an arranged marriage system still exists, whereby your parents and a broker find you the girl with which you have to spent your entire life. They do have similar thoughts about the dowry system too. For the Malay race it works the other way wherein the guys have to pay the girl’s family money in order to wed the girl.
“Proud to Be an Indian”
J
But why is that despite being aware of all this that most of my aged guys and girls "fall in love”. Whoever be it, was indeed a clever guy who expected a fall, in love.
Love stories have a very familiar story line beginning with the pehla nasha feeling when you find someone that is physically attractive or probably captures your mind with some trait of theirs. Those traits could range from a laugh to the way a girl ties her hair. I for one believes that those haven’t fallen in love when they were in their teens having really missed out on something special. Then it would gradually develop into all those weird telephonic conversations where you talk about everything under the sun, from Dilwale to Chemmen, from Ksrtc to Volvo, you wouldn’t have to Google to find topics during those early days for sure. If Graham bell had an orkut account I would bet that he would be the one with most testimonials. Anyways after all these ordeals finally when u hear those three most raped words in English literature” I love you” you fell a sense of accomplishment without realizing the pit falls that awaits you.Lol.
The love story of my close friend which just saw “The End” had started some 7 years ago in high school, stood the test of Professional college (primarily due to the fact that both were in the same college), withstood the pressure’s of campus placements but succumbed to the ultimate pressure machine (Family). The risk involved in maintaining an affair 7-8 years before were much higher than it is today. I would not want to think about 20 years ago when telephone wouldn’t have been this popular and writing love letters would have been the only option. Looking back, those years when I used to lock up inside my car and put "Sach keh reha hai deewana" in full volume now seems so funny. Anyways the girl in the mentioned marriage will be getting married soon and I do believe my friend would be invited.
My colleagues (predominantly Chinese) cant believe that an arranged marriage system still exists, whereby your parents and a broker find you the girl with which you have to spent your entire life. They do have similar thoughts about the dowry system too. For the Malay race it works the other way wherein the guys have to pay the girl’s family money in order to wed the girl.
“Proud to Be an Indian”
J
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Uniquely God's OWN
Oh definitely i wouldn't be writing something on the various cultures that we have in kerala,which unlike majority of the bloggers i feel makes kerala unique. Well this has been something that has been playing in mind for some years. To put into words that seems to be the "in" thing in Kerala these days, Especially the Christian Household's in Central Travancore(read kottayam,Idukki,Ekm ).one are the days of Male Supremacy and male dependence in God' own country. I add the term Christian cos i have never come across one Muslim Nurse in my whole Life. But the truth that Women in their culture are never allowed to make money is a different thing. . The in-thing at the moment if a girl passes her +2 is to Stitch her a few white frocks and send her to some BSC nursing Schools. Teach her the basics to get a good score in IELTS or some similar English test and pack her off and wait for pounds, dollars and dhirams..One positive of this phenomenon would be the decreasing rates of female infanticide in Kerala. But one deep look into the so-called "in" profession and things wouldn’t be as nice as the dollars they earn. First of all i have never come across one nurse in my whole life who has the freedom to spent for herself. It is a sorry thing to write but then, is this really what is meant by women upliftment and stuff. They are probably forced to work odd shift hours, to earn quick bucks. but yeah at the end of the day what matters in Kerala is the Foreign Exchange that comes in. I have never looked upon any profession but definitely i have my reservations about this one. Women up-liftment shouldn't be making women earn for the family and earn for their marriage, it should be giving her the freedom to live the life she wants. And above all nursing is a divine profession. It takes a lot to be helping the sick, but it shouldn’t be something forced upon kids. I personally know a few nurse's in Singapore who were brilliant in their studies, Scored high in the science streams but were forced to take up nursing as a profession due to family pressure. I firmly believe that this thinking is not there to stay seeing that very fact that most of these nurse's never allow their kids to become one. I for one could proudly testify that none of the girls in my class took up this stream, and yet they are successful in their own lives. It looks so sexy to see the girls wear their Kurti's and jeans and pack off early to a TCS or a Satyam or a Wipro Rather than a "Holy saint's" hospital.J
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Yesterday was UDF's harthal back in Kerala against god knows what.(Do they really need a reason for hartals.UPA govt hikes the petrol prices and in God's own country congress party calls one for hike in Milma rates) .And yeah it is just the start of what looks like an ekta kappor series of hartal's. IBN Live reported about some sms campaign running through kerala asking these politicians to withdraw the harthals. But campaign or not there was reportedly no auto rickshaws plying, very few vehicles going around and yeah a considerable amount of common property destroyed. What exactly these dumb politicians and political parties gain from blocking common people live their life is beyond my ordinary and poor brain. Pelting stones at govt owned propertied shouting slogans against some price hike, all these sounds so old fashioned. High time political parties think of some unique way of protesting price hike. Get the money these people spent on election campaigns and give it to the poor would sound one socialistic (Utopian) and advisable form. At least then the number of politicians who call for hartals would dwindle. But i do have to add that these political bandhs and hartals were eagerly awaited during my school days, for the extra hours we could play cricket.
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Yesterday was UDF's harthal back in Kerala against god knows what.(Do they really need a reason for hartals.UPA govt hikes the petrol prices and in God's own country congress party calls one for hike in Milma rates) .And yeah it is just the start of what looks like an ekta kappor series of hartal's. IBN Live reported about some sms campaign running through kerala asking these politicians to withdraw the harthals. But campaign or not there was reportedly no auto rickshaws plying, very few vehicles going around and yeah a considerable amount of common property destroyed. What exactly these dumb politicians and political parties gain from blocking common people live their life is beyond my ordinary and poor brain. Pelting stones at govt owned propertied shouting slogans against some price hike, all these sounds so old fashioned. High time political parties think of some unique way of protesting price hike. Get the money these people spent on election campaigns and give it to the poor would sound one socialistic (Utopian) and advisable form. At least then the number of politicians who call for hartals would dwindle. But i do have to add that these political bandhs and hartals were eagerly awaited during my school days, for the extra hours we could play cricket.
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