3.30 pm...

June 4th, 2008.

3.30 pm

Ok, so even as I'm putting on final touches for looking good at the function, I can't help but take some time off for writing this piece. I'm quite happy and excited right now. My mom is barking her head off across the hall and the car is waiting patiently for our arrival. I seem to be the only one with my brains firmly on top of my shoulders at the moment, as even my sister is running about in circles looking for something. My dad is making frantic calls to my mom's mobile which go unanswered. Ok, it's a big occasion I agree, but do we need to lose our heads ? And anyway, we don't have much to lose... in terms of time or brains...

I need to wrap up right now if I have to reach the function hall with my parents by the car. Else I'd have to make do with a special van. Some call it the AMBULANCE... Take care... I'll keep you updated...

Yesterday Today Tomorrow....

June 2nd, 2008.

Oh no... My old habit loves me so much. I'm getting a bit tired... you see, I've been trying really hard not to put off things for the next day, but it seems that I'm destined to do so time and time again. So, here am I, again, writing about yesterday, today !

Things have started to really look up for us these recent weeks. We've been so happy these past few days that we all managed to actually laugh off a Chennai Super Kings defeat. Imagine that ! Ok...ok... On a more serious note, I've been able to laugh off a chapatti that spent too much time painting itself black. Well, you get the situation, don't you ? We've been so happy this weekend that it may send wrong signals to our neighours who might think we've won a million dollar lottery. We've won nothing of that sort, let me assure you. But, we've achieved quite a bit.

My mom, as some of you know, is an accomplished writer in Tamil literature. And she's female. That's quite an achievement in itself. I mean, being female is not an acheivement (!), but being a female writer in tamil is... Ok, so here's the situation. She has been asked to share stage space with the likes of Mr. Vairamuthu, Mr. Abdur Rehman, Mr. Mehta, Mr. Selvaganapathi and Mr. Karunanidhi apart from accomplished film personalities like Mr. Bhakyaraj, Mr. Deva, Manorama, Khusboo, Chinni Jayanth, Manivannan etc., But the fact is that she would read out poems and verses in praise of the greatest Chief Minister of Tamil Nadu. The occasion: Thiru M. Karunanidhi's 85th birthday celebration. This is not the first time that she's doing it. She's already done it with Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam when he was president. But of course, this would be the first time Mr. Karunanidhi celebrates his 85th birthday. (Bad pun, right...?) But, what's there to celebrate about for me ? It's just another boring itenary that I would do well to skip. But I'm not sure my mom would take it too kindly if I give her the slip ( I had already done so with Mr. APJ !!). I'm quite sure it'll be an eventful evening in two days time. I'll be out there amongst the crowd somewhere, savouring the moment and enjoying the function (Yawn...!!!).

Meanwhile, I watched "300" and I was impressed. But it wasn't that great a movie. I mean, it was full of passion and valour, but then I expected them to make it more heart-breaking. The 300 spartans die in heaps and that took the sheen of the film itself. Had they fallen one-by-one then the film would have been appreciated better.

Anyway, I'm going to watch "Ocean's eleven" now... So, it seems like it's curtains for yesterday's activities. I'll write about today, tomorrow !! Advanced happy reading....

Asin's knee is injured... my foot !!!

June 1st,2008.

So finally, I've stepped back into the present. It was necessary for me to actually start from the near past to ensure a continuity of thoughts. So, now " I'm back... " billa-style !!!

You see I'm getting a bit bored writing about nothing in particular. Now, I know how tough it is for all the news channels and all those newspapers especially Deccan Chronicle to constantly churn out yarns in an attempt to tempt the public. My mom calls them "grinders"... Really appropriate. You see, I'm really impressed by your lot. But, i'm feeling sorry for you too. I feel that you people have a future as scriptwriters in movies. You do make up such amazing stories. On the unbelievabilty ratings, it'll give Vijay's stunts in Kuruvi tough competition. So, seeing your talent wasted for a meagre pay every month, my heart sheds a tear or two for you guys !!!(was that good ? Can i now become a scriptwriter too ?!!!) Here's news for your lot... I recently saw Asin with a wound on her knee. That surely must be a love bite, what do you guys say ?

I've been listening to Kenny G for a while now and I can't get over my feelings of utmost amazement at his magical touch with the saxophone. It's divine and a must hear. Almost all of my time is devoured by this sudden infactuation of mine.

I've been ordering some of my good friends to take a look at my blog. Whether or not they followed my order is another matter but I can assure you that they opened blogs of their own. Talk about returning favors ! I've got tough competition to ward off now... I'm happy for them. It'll keep them engaged (not in the other sense...) and will help them explore themselves a little more. However, here is a warning for you guys... Just because I told you that Asin's knee is injured, don't open a topic on your blog sympathizing for her... The world doesn't need any more scriptwriters... We have enough. Whew...!

The Super Kings, my sister and my drenched back...

May 31st,2008.

I was watching the Chennai Super Kings in action against the Kings XI Punjab and I must admit that I'm a little surprised at the world-class bowling effort of CSK. All credit to Dhoni and company. Looking forward to them meeting Rajasthan Royals in the finals. Anyway, today was quite an uneventful day for me. One of those queer old days where you have nothing to do except read a book or browse the net. I did neither. Instead I spent my morning watching "Fanaa". It was absolutely mind-blowing. I never knew that Kajol could act this well. ( To tell you the truth, I haven't watched any of her movies before...) Aamir Khan was as usual brilliant. Hats off to the director who has managed such a complex theme with pure grace. It's one of the best love stories i've watched in recent times.

Anyway, my day wasn't complete yet. My sister held me by the collar and demanded an explanation for conviently forgettting her when I mentioned my mom taking the pains in getting me a vis-com application. I must admit that she was by my side all the while and she had infact accompanied my mom when she was out buying the application for me. Two to tango, after all. So, I apologise for my mistake, ok ? But this made me very happy. For one, I now know ATLEAST someone is reading my blog. A good beginning...

So, then later in the afternoon it began raining and I spent the rest of the day by the window looking out at the rain falling so gracefully, making such sweet sounds as it hit the ground. I had a hot cup of tea by the window too and as I sipped it with mini-slurps, I realised this is as close to heaven as one could possibly get to. You see nature is like a year-long movie. It plays dual characters, that of the hero and the villian. Both the roles are intensely hypnotic. Much like Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort. Both did great things.

Anyway, even as I was watching and admiring nature for the way it projects itself in various manifestations, I felt so sleepy that I dozed off with my back to the window. Talk about being tired. Anyway, it seems that I did really doze off with my back to the window bacause (a) my mom testifies, and (b) my drenched back(!) more than confirms it...

Catch you later...!!!

Shah Rukh Khan, Lekha, Micheal Jackson, Hitler...

May 30th,2008.
3:30 pm
I was watching T.V. when suddenly Shah Rukh Khan appeared on screen promoting yet another item. Wow, the man is great. I believe everything he touches turns to gold. But sometimes I do think he exerts himself too much and promotes one too many items. So, it was no surprise for me that his panchvi pass failed and his antics with the Kolkata Knight Riders fell flat. In fact, I was watching IPL the other day and I couldn't help but notice how desperately Lekha Washington wants to be the darling of the press. You see, I might be wrong but I 'think' I can see her yearning for success, sinking to new lows each passing day. Well, I mean, she was excellent when she was the VJ in SS music, I particularly liked her bubbly attitude and a sense of carelessness reminiscent in children. But after she was unceremoniously dropped from Kettavan, I see all of that disappearing. And now, she interviews the "greats of the game" in a sombre and dour mood. There is absolutely no trace of her proactiveness and her keen interest in people. I do feel sorry for her. I'm her great fan you know.

All this made me wonder whether it was just fate that these two people turned out the way they were or whether something else that determined their destiny. I heard from my friend the other day that names really do play an important role in one's success. I was tempted to find out. Luckily, I had a book on star signs by Bejan Daruwalla, so I decided to check it out. It had a section on numerology which really turned me on. So, I decided to check for Shah Rukh Khan first. So here was what I found out. 3+5+1+5+2+6+2+5+2+5+1+5=42. Here was 42's interpretation.
"Good for the arts. Your opposite number will help you. Signifies gifts and good fortune. You score in relationships. Group activities suit you best. It warns against dangers from falls."
Atleast 80% true, right?
Ok, so then I decided to check on Lekha Washington. Here was her score. 3+5+2+5+1+6+1+3+5+1+5+3+4+7+5=56. It's interpretation was
" Nervous. Fond of luxury, pomp, show. A fine patron of the arts. Not an altogether happy number. Ambition could mock useful toil, and conceit could lead to ruin. "
Wow... What do you say to that?
So then I got really really interested and decided to check out a few more. My favourite star, Micheal Jackson (44) for example.
Here is his interpretation based of 44.
" The two fours suggest fatality, dignity and strength. Greed and avarice uually bring the downfall of this number. A strong BUT unhappy name valuation. "
How closer to the truth can it get ?
I also found out about Karan Johar (27). " A number of puissance, fame, tremendous creativity. Do not be swayed by outside influence or guidance.Rather, go your own way, rely on your judgement. A high voltage, magnetic number. A name valuation of prosperity. "
What more can I say ?
There were also terrifying interpretations of Adlof Hitler (End will be sudden...) and of Napolean Bonaparte (Defeat after initial success and glory...). I started to believe in this. But I must also admit some of them were wide off-target.
I'm not here to promote numerology nor do I condemn it. But i do feel for Lekha. The valuation of her first name (16) also isn't that good. In fact, it is worse than her first valuation.
" A good beginning but a poor end is the significance of this number. It shows a fall from power, grace, office, position. Unexpected shock or catastrophe is associated with this number. "
I'm not saying that this will be the end of the world for Lekha. I'm not saying that her career won't flourish or that she'll fall from power or grace. In fact, from what I have known of her from news-reports or from her shows, I know that she is strong-willed and courageous. But, I brought up the topic just because i was afraid that, god forbid, she isn't able to fulfil her potential.
Lekha, there is no way you'll read my blog or even know about it but if there is a God out there, maybe he will see to it that somehow you get to see it. I'm a great fan of yours and I don't like you to not enjoy yourself or even smile for the camera with that childish innocence... and beauty. God bless you.