Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Chaar Patte....
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
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.
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
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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.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
JODHAA AKBAR---A Classic...
The last Friday wasn’t exactly the greatest one with a disappointing Horse race for which my friends and me turned quite hopefully ,of making Quick Bucks and ended up with Deep Burns in our pockets as well as bank accounts. if only we had Akbar's Horses racing for us that day...Luckily Ashutosh Gowarikar and his team saved the day by turning our ten dollars well spent. But even still this month moves on a tight budget from now until Pay day.
And yeah special mention about priyadarsan the genius, maverick who is making the big moolah by making the North Indian belt laugh to his remade, rehashed comedies. These people just don’t have any control over the emotion (if it can be called one) called laughter. It was such a nuisance having half the theater filled with giggles for even the drop of a hat. If only Raj Thackeray and his team of Marathi manoos could come down to Singapore and at least taught them some manner’s. There is nothing wrong in clapping and hooting but then laughing out loud when a war is happening doesn’t make sense, does it? Hope RACE doesn’t disappoint.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Something That should be read over and over again
"Australian idol"
Just what is it that endears Sachin Tendulkar to crowds and cognoscenti alike Down Under? We asked a selection of Australia's great and good for their opinion
Nagraj Gollapudi
January 29, 2008
Loved to bits: the SCG gives Tendulkar a standing ovation after his 154 © Getty Images
Back in Melbourne, "Aussie Ana" was adding to her ratings. Twenty-year-old Ana Ivanovic of Serbia, the 2008 Australian Open finalist, endeared herself to sports fans Down Under thanks as much to her knockout good looks as for her tennis skills. A nation that feeds off the deeds of its sports persons, Australia has always welcomed the talented with open arms. It was the same 16 years ago, when another youngster, the 18-year-old Sachin Tendulkar, arrived on his maiden voyage and returned with two spectacular centuries, leaving behind impressions that still endure in the minds of the natives.
Now, nearly two decades on, it is almost as if they have adopted him as one of their own. There have been other visiting champions during this age, such as Brian Lara of the West Indies, but none has attracted quite the sort of rapturous applause that has greeted Tendulkar every time he has walked out onto a cricket ground in Australia during this series. Yes, much of it has to do with this tour probably being his last, but it was much the same in the 2003-04 series, and in 1999-2000.
Just what it is about Tendulkar that the Australians so love? The reasons have as much to do with Australia as with the man himself.
Bill Lawry, the former Australian captain, points out that Australians have always had time for champions. "We've always enjoyed champions and they could be in any sport." Peter Roebuck, who captained Viv Richards and Ian Botham at Somerset, and enjoys something approaching Tendulkar-like status in cricket writing himself, reckons it has to do with the sentimentality of Australians. "It's a new country, and its people get excited when they see great innings like Tendulkar's." He goes on to stress that the likes of Lara and Shane Warne were "mixed blessings", while Tendulkar is not.
Gideon Haigh, historian and cricket writer, agrees that his countrymen admire anyone who does well against them, but presents a unique point. "It is partly a mark of respect, partly a symptom of national narcissism. I think Australians are also fascinated by Tendulkar's status in India. Australian cricketers are hugely popular in their own country, but they do not need protection from their fans in the fashion Tendulkar does. His fame, to us, makes him an emblem of Indian extremity and exoticism."
There is also the matter of two ringing endorsements, delivered by Australian greats.
When Tendulkar was at his peak in the mid-to-late-1990s, one day Sir Don Bradman called his wife Jessie to the television set and said how he could see himself in the young man he was watching play on the screen. Then Warne, talking about his contests with the Indian, said Tendulkar gave him "nightmares".
Mark Taylor, another Australian captain who played against Tendulkar and has been an admirer from the day he first watched him play, thinks the Bradman compliment was a major head-turner. "Suddenly people thought, 'Hold on, you don't have the greatest batsman saying things just like that.'"
Taylor also points out that part of the admiration has to do with the sheer amount of runs Tendulkar has made in Australia. Six of Tendulkar's 39 Test centuries have come in Australia, each worth its own photo album. Haigh's personal favourite was the MCG Test of 1999. "The Indian batsmen struggled awfully. [Rahul] Dravid was lifeless, inert," he remembers. "But Tendulkar was so immediately at home that it was almost like the Aussies just gave up trying to get him out and decided to work around him." Haigh calls Tendulkar not just a great batsman but a fascinating batsman: "so correct, so compact, as intricate and exquisitely functioning as a Fabergé egg."
Tendulkar came to Australia for the 1991-92 series as a impressionable youngster. His legend was already on the way to being established, thanks to the world record he had set with Vinod Kambli in school cricket. When he arrived in Australia, people wanted to see the young phenomenon. "People loved him then because he seemed to be still a boy but played brilliantly," recollects Mark Ray, a senior Australian journalist.
Ray, the author of Cricket Masala, a brilliant photographic travelogue of his various cricketing tours, touches on another aspect of Tendulkar's appeal. "His modesty is a bit old-fashioned these days and appeals to many Australians. We have an image of being tough, very self-confident sportsmen, but most of the public here still prefer the modest champion. He stands out in that regard." Jim Maxwell of ABC Radio believes it's Tendulkar's flawless character that has defined him. "Australians like the humble, the laconic, no-complaining types, which Tendulkar is."
Mike Coward, the eminent cricket writer, says: "Humility and civility have followed him all his life." For Coward it is Tendulkar "who has raised awareness about Indo-Australian cricket, given it a profile more than anyone else. He is someone people can relate to."
'Australians like the humble, the laconic, no-complaining types, which Tendulkar is' © Getty Images
Tendulkar for his part has valued the importance of gaining the respect of the most feared opponents around. Ravi Shastri, a team-mate at the time, recalls how Tendulkar, even on his first Australian tour, wanted to take the fight to the Aussies. "We were at the SCG and the contest was getting heated. Both of us were batting well and the Aussies were shooting sledges from all directions. I told him that I would take care of them while he focused on his batting. He was mentally charged. I still remember him saying, 'Let me get past my 100, then I will give it back', in Marathi. Let me point out again that he said he wanted to get to the century and only then would he distract himself."
When asked recently if Australia ever felt like a second home to him, Tendulkar said, laughing: "I only have one home. But it's truly a special feeling to walk in to such a reception, when I don't know if I am batting on zero or on 100."
In private conversations with friends Tendulkar has talked about his appreciation for the respect he has been accorded in Australia. He told a senior Indian journalist friend how satisfying it was to score his 39th Test hundred at the Adelaide Oval, the home of Bradman, who would have been close to a hundred years old if he were still alive. Tendulkar wouldn't admit that in the public lest it was mistaken for false modesty, but thereby he adds another layer to his greatness.
General Peter Cosgrove, a former head of the Australian Defence Force, delivering the 2008 Sir Donald Bradman oration at the University of Western Australia two weeks ago, said, "Australians are among the most overtly competitive people on the planet. Cricket defines our approach to competition: it has rules and teams, it demands focus and self-confidence. It entails an intense desire and will to win; it needs an abundance of skill, stamina, courage and perseverance." Indeed, these are the qualities Sachin Tendulkar has come to define for Australians among others. And in so doing, he has come to represent an unreachable ideal.
Greg Baum, columnist at Melbourne's Age, wrote in Wisden Asia Cricket magazine a few years ago: "Here is a man not susceptible to human failing in any endeavour, a man not so much invincible as invulnerable." He ended his appreciation by calling Tendulkar "the game's secular saint".
Nagraj Gollapudi is an assistant editor at Cricinfo.
