Sunday, March 28, 2010

On the beachfront

One day on the beachfront...


Whooosh!

Swooooooooosh!

Byoooooooooooooooooooosssshhh!

Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo...


"Stop in the name of law!"

Whooosssh-screeeee-crreee-ch-ch-ch...

Traffic officer seagull stops a speeding seagull.

"Mr.Jonathan Livingstone,do you know how fast you were flying?

You were doing 300 in a 20 mile zone.
And this is a 'Flap Only Zone' so no gliding allowed at any time.
I don't care how famous you are,
I have to give you a ticket for speeding"

"Fuck you officer, catch me if you can, I'm so outta here!"

"Hiyyaa- kiiiya!"
(Officer seagull delivers a turning cresent crane kick)

Craaaack-crash!

"Oww! Ouch! I give up! Oww!...Why didn't you tell me you were Steven Seagull?"


The End.
(Script for a very short movie.)
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(Look at the nerve and gall of this guy.

        He thinks he is funny just because he replaced sea-gull with sea-gal.I'm guessing if his readers were exclusively Indian, he'd have thrown in another seagull ,a rapping seagull called 'Baba Seagull'.But the joke would have not been appreciated.Even here the joke would be appreciated only if the reader has also read Richard Bach.

Even with Indians, he'd be risking it with the Baba Seagull joke.I mean,how many have heard of Baba Sehgal or of his tribute to Vanilla Ice called 'Thanda Thanda Paani'?

The poor dude thinks he is funny.Should we tell him the truth?)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Goodbye, Goodnight Redux

"I have a simple calculation on how long we will be friends.Count the stars in the sky and sand grains on the shore and multiply the sum by my heart beats"

Saying_Goodbye

I beg to differ .

Call me a pessimist ... but then there is not much of a difference between a realist and a pessimist.

You and I were never meant to be forever.

But I wish we could be.

What was it that came between us , that so sudenly  solidified as stone walls that  became too high and slippery to be scaled?

I realize that our destinies are entwined but never joined.

We are so close, yet so far...

Our lives will soon lead us in different paths.


Soon you and I will drift apart, too immersed in our own lives ,meeting new people , facing new challenges , new problems , new dilemmas .

It takes a lifetime and maybe more to solve these ,and soon these problems will  define us, even as they tend to occasionally defy and surprise us.


Too busy for anything else , and completely absorbed by our rapidly changing present, we will have no choice but to discard our pasts and their burdens , and thus disconnect our bonds.

But we will continue to watch each other with a sense of fascination, for we already know  our potential...but chose not to do anything about it.      

This isn't the first time I've seen it happen.

Too many unnamed relations have simply deliquesced with time.

Maybe it was a mistake that we too left our relationship in an unnamed limbo.

Mistakes.

Costly mistakes.

It happens to the best of us .


Change.It is inevitable.

Change is the natural order of life.Embrace it , for only change is permanent.

What we had was beautiful while it lasted .It changed me forever.

So , when I bid adieu , I promise you , I will do it tearfully yet joyfully .

And my heart will sing for you it's favourite song, full of  haunting melodies,for it knows  all too well the familiar pangs of not having you around.

.

And I will miss you.


Goodbye and Goodnight

That Damn Smile (Did he just say that?)

The other day I saw this girl and for a moment I was confused.

No, she did not look like you.

For starters, she had bigger boobs.

But it was her smile .I can remember that smile anywhere.
That damn smile nearly killed me onetime.

I was watching a...ahem!...a movie where this girl was in a shower cabinet,doing what girls usually do in shower cabinets, and then she had to spoil it all by flashing a  smile.

I sat there dazed as the realisation slowly dawned upon me. She had your smile. 
That damn smile that nearly killed me onetime.

Were you her?
(That was a blasphemous notion...though kinky) 

Was she you?
(equally blasphemous and kinky)

No,she was not.
She had bigger boobs.
And baby lotion.
And perky music(among other perky things).
And extreme closeups.
And the rest of her assets that were so unlike yours.

So there I sat very confused,growing limper by the minute and my hand lotion drying up.


If she was not you, then did she steal your smile? 
Was she your doppelganger?

Holy shit! 
She smiled again...And I felt a part of me die inside.
That damn smile nearly killed me onetime.

She had your smile, the one that diffused evenly like ground coffee in hot water.

She had your smile,the one which suffused slowly and steeped into the violet sunsets.

She had your smile, which began like a candlelight and  gradually became brighter and brighter to a point where the entire person became radiant.

She had your smile,that which at completion gave a halo and a pair of angel wings made of snow white swan feathers.

she had that damn smile that nearly killed me onetime.

That's when I realised that halos and warm smiles could be faked.
Remind me never to trade a heart for a mere smile.

Now my self-flagellating guilt will not allow me to watch or enjoy that movie.The more I watch it, the more it reminds me of that smile.

Of that damn smile that nearly killed me onetime.

Your smile.

But I still have the...ahem! movie with me...just in case I need to remember that smile.

Monday, March 15, 2010

How to Break Up for Good

Psychologists have been exploring the 'Crossing the Threshold' phenomenon for quite some time now.
The phenomenon of 'Going over the Threshold' occurs when a person who has  been in very intense and meaningful relationship with another person for an  extended period , suddenly breaks off all contact with the other individual ,  determined to never see or speak to him or her again.
This usually results from the other person crossing some line that is the last straw with respect to their relationship.

Unfulfilled expectations,broken promises,shattered trust et al.

How many thresholds have you crossed today?
How many expectations have you left unfulfilled?
 How many trusts shattered and promises broken?

          In order to congruently end the relationship 'for good', people somehow delete or reframe the many positive experiences that they shared with  the other persons.
In doing so, all the negative memories, attributes and habits that the person  had previously overlooked would come into the foreground of people's  awarenness, while the positive ones would recede into the background.

Suddenly the rose tinted shades become jaundiced.
And love turns to hate.
And hate solidifies into cold indifference.

This is what you  should do if you want to break up for good.
Trust me.
It works.

Quantum of Solace is a story of a relationship where the worst is brought out of a man, when he is denied that 'Quantum of Solace' that ought to be given to maintain his dignity as a functioning social being in a  society and by crossing the threshold by actions that  arouse his deepest fears and feral survival instincts.

I liked Ian Fleming's Quantum of Solace.(Not the movie)
The pdf attachment will tell you the rest of the story.

Hint: It is a love story.         
        NOT.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

A picture's worth

A picture's worth is an experiment, and probably one of my last stories.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

These things have never happened

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Waiting in the Weeds

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  Waiting In the Weeds -Eagles
It's comin' on the end of August
Another summer's promise almost gone
And though I heard some wise man say
That every dog will have his day
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long

I don't know when I realized the dream was over
Well, there was no particular hour, no given day
You know, it didn't go down in flame
There was no final scene, no frozen frame
I just watched it slowly fade away

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for my time to come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground and
I've been keepin' to myself
Knowin' that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do

I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows
While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage
If finding love is just a dance
Proximity and chance
You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the dust to settle down along the
Back roads running through the fields
Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town
And I imagine sunlight in your hair
You're at the county fair

You're holding hands and laughing
And now the ferris wheel has stopped
You're swinging on the top
Suspended there with him

And he's the darling of the chic
The flavor of the week is melting
Down your pretty summer dress
Baby, what a mess you're making

I've been stumbling through some dark places
Now I'm following the plow
I know I've fallen out of your good graces
It's alright now

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the
Wild birds scattering the seeds
Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune
The phases of the moon
The chambers of the heart
The egg and dart of small gray
Spiders spinning in the dark
In spite of all the times the web is torn apart

And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the time to come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground and
I've been keeping to myself
Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do 

Cruel Love, but Love Nonetheless

Times change and so do people.Things get a little strange when you've been away for so long and back.

I don't know if what I feel for you is love.But if it not, then I never want to fall in love.

Let us not dwell upon lost love, for there is little meaning to the things one loses. The glory of things meant to be lost is not true glory, or so said some old philosopher.

Its true that I want to hurt you, 
but its not because I'm cruel.
Its no longer because of how much you hurt me
It's because I feel so weak and powerless with you
that I want to see some pain in your eyes and feel a little stronger.

Its Cruel Love, but love nonetheless.


In love we fight,taunt,goad,argue,analyse,taint,doubt each other and ourselves...and as humans thats how we love each other- imperfectly, clumsily, hastily, greedily.


How can we expect perfect love from such horribly misshapen imperfect beings such as ourselves?

This is how as people , we love one another, without ever realising how much our love can hurt.




I never stopped loving you,but I have stopped showing it.

Desperado

http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=458
Let Somebody Love You...before its too late.

One of my all time favourite songs...I always thought it spoke out to me.

Monday, March 8, 2010

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Holy Crap! You mean, I can no longer steal all the good bits from other people?

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Teen Patti

Rating:
Category:Movies
Genre: Mystery & Suspense
Teen Patti : What were they teenking of ?
Seriously disappointing movie.
Poorly written story, poorly developed suspense,poorly executed.
Ben Kingsley is totally wasted in the movie.
Even the concept of using mathematics in teen patti is wasted.
Bah! What a waste of time!

Friday, March 5, 2010

Bittu the Fearless




Bittu is the latest addition to our feline family.
After the abrupt departure of Chinni and Chubby, he came to us as an abandoned kitten and lit up our lives in many ways.
He is not like most cats.
Well, that said, most cats are not like other cats.
Bittu likes dogs.
His best friends are dogs Daaki,Gunda & Brownie.
In this video you'll see Gunda and Bittu play fighting with each other.

Everyone's a Photographer these days!


My new Nikon D5000

Me Too

Great Expectations

There is no humanly comprehensible absolute truth out there, only differing viewpoints and theories.

 

George Carlin had his take and Scott Adams has his own. 

No matter how tongue-in-cheek or scientifically grounded something is it can never be the entire truth, but only a simplified model of reality.

It is a good model of reality only if it is of any use to you, if you can successfully apply it. Only you can decide whether anything is a good model.

 

So here we go again...From Scott Adams.

 

"Women believe that men are, in a sense, defective versions of women; Men believe that women are defective versions of men.

 (Although I don’t believe that either is defective)

 

Both genders are trapped in a delusion that their personal viewpoints are universal.

 

That viewpoint—that each gender is a defective version of the other—is the root of all misunderstandings.

 

Women define themselves by their relationships and men define themselves by whom they are helping.

Women believe value is created by sacrifice. If you are willing to give up your favorite activities to be with her, she will trust you.

 

If being with her is too easy for you, she will not trust you. You can accomplish your sacrifices symbolically at first, by leaving work early to buy flowers, canceling your softball game to make a date, that sort of thing.

 

Why does it seem like the rich and famous guys get all the women?

It is partly because the rich and famous are capable of making larger sacrifices. The average man might be sacrificing a night of television to be with a woman. The rich and famous man could be sacrificing a week in Tahiti. There is much to be said about the attraction of power and confidence exuded by a rich and powerful man, but capacity for sacrifice is the most important thing.

 

(I may not be rich or famous but Oh! I’ve sacrificed a lot- a lot of time and effort ...even money! More that I’d ever admit. But it was only because I believed she was worth every bit of it. 

I’d be ashamed if I did it for myself,if I had selfish reasons, but honestly I did it for her.)

 

Men believe value is created by accomplishment, and they have objectives for the women in their lives. If a woman meets the objectives, he assumes she loves him. If she fails to meet the objectives, he will assume she does not love him. The man assumes that if the woman loved him she would have tried harder and he always believes his objectives for her are reasonable.

 

What objectives?

The objectives are different for each man. Men rarely share these objectives because doing so is a recipe for disaster.

 

(Elsewhere in my blog I have used the term expectations instead of objectives. They both mean the same in the given context.  

Unfulfilled  or broken expectations (objectives), in my opinion, cause most of the heartbreaks. I may have been guilty of thinking that my expectations could be easily met by her, because others have met it often without much effort and often without my wanting or asking)

 

No woman would tolerate being given a set of goals.

 

(I know that because I've tried that. Never give a woman a list of things that you expect from her.She'll find it demeaning.

 Scott Adams tells you that women wouldn't tolerate it.

Of course that's true...Once you have told her…then...It is the loss of innocence…it is finally facing the naked truth …that things could have been better…but once acknowledged the knowledge hangs prominently like an ugly stain –an ugly stain of truth…which we all had pretended that it did not exist in the first place. There is a saying in Sanskrit which goes “Say the truth, or say what is sweet to hear. Do not say the truth that is bitter to swallow.”)

 

So what should a guy do if the woman in his life doesn’t meet these secret objectives? How can he get her to change?

 

He can’t.(Deep resounding evil maniacal laughter)

 

People don’t change to meet the objectives of other people. Men can be molded in small ways—clothing and haircuts and manners—because those things are not important to most men. Women can’t be changed at all!   

(Is Scott Adams implying that women value their individuality more than men? BUT I'm so glad to know that! It means that I don't have to wait anymore; because I know people are incapable of change .

Not just women, even Men cannot be changed where it matters to them.Try to make a chain smoker quit smoking and you’ll know)

 

The best you can hope for in a relationship is to find someone whose flaws are the sort you don’t mind. It is futile to look for someone who has no flaws, or someone who is capable of significant change; that sort of person exists only in our imaginations!

 

(At the end of the day, I’d choose someone with whom I can comfortably talk to for hours than a beautiful yet dumb bimbo who'd make me yawn after five minutes. in it for the long term.After years, beauty may fade, but the comfort factor can only increase between two people. I want to get old comfortably but not bored.)


 

Kenton Knepper, a world famous mentalist writes "There is a main difference between the way men and women face life: Men choose, but women decide.

Men concentrate on options. Women focus on the act of actually deciding. Since the role of men in society has been primarily the same, the role of a provider, men tend to walk straight paths, even when there is doubt or failure. Women face now the possibility of becoming providers and by doing so they usually reject their traditional role as mothers and supporters of men.

When men choose, they are choosing between one option and the other one, in a forward motion. Women always have the feeling of being forced to decide a completely different path in each choice, not options on the path. This generates a lot of tension and worry. Contemporary women are often wondering if the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. Different from men, that "other side of the fence" is not another job or venture, but an entirely different way of life.

Women also tend to feel that they give too much and that their partners do not always reciprocate their investment. This is especially true in matters of communication and emotion.

 

And back to Scott Adams…

 

A woman needs to be told that you would sacrifice anything for her. A man needs to be told he is being useful

(It’s true…the worst you can make any man feel is to make him feel inconsequential.I remember a scene from the movie Young Victoria, where Prince Albert makes an earnest confession when he says “I wish to be of use to you”. 

That is how men show they love you…by being useful to you. Young Queen Victoria replies that she understands ,but not yet. Here they are candid about it and understand each other)

 


When the man or woman strays from that formula, the other loses trust. When trust is lost, communication falls apart.

Without trust, you can communicate only trivial things. If you try to communicate something important without a foundation of trust, you will be suspected of having a secret agenda. Your words will be analyzed for hidden meaning and your simple message will be clouded by suspicions.

 

How can I be more trusted?

You should lie about your talents and accomplishments, describing your victories in dismissive terms as if they were the result of luck. And you should exaggerate your flaws.

(I believe that being able to lie to a certain extent is necessary for a good relationship, especially if it is about not hurting them with insensitive honesty….No honey, you look fabulous in that dress, Of course , you can repair that engine all by yourself, No son…you are not a weirdo)

 

Isn't’t it better to be honest?

Honesty is like food. Both are necessary, but too much of either creates discomfort. When you downplay your accomplishments, you make people feel better about their own accomplishments. It is dishonest, but it is kind.

 

(My friend does that. He is incredibly talented and has accomplished a lot when you compare him to the rest of his peers. Yet no one is ever jealous of him. In all my years, I would be at awe at his towering intellect and genius, but never even once was jealous of him. He never allowed it to happen! He would constantly attribute his successes to luck than his efforts. He is kind and considerate in that way that he doesn’t rub his success in our collective faces. In many ways, I'm proud to have him as my friend and value his opinions.)

 

What about small talk?

You think casual conversation is a waste of time. Your problem is that you view conversation as a way to exchange information.

Conversation is more than the sum of the words. It is also a way of signaling the importance of another person by showing your willingness to give that person your rarest resource: time. It is a way of conveying respect. Conversation reminds us that we are part of a greater whole, connected in some way that transcends duty or bloodline or commerce.

Conversation can be many things, but it can never be useless.

 

(I always remember what Raknax wrote. He nailed it on the head when he wrote “Conversation is the King”. I remember that reading it made me think that I should have friends like him.)

 

A few other ingredients for successful social living:

Express gratitude. (Check)

Give more than is expected 

(I always give more than I receive. Why? Volume! Volume! Volume! )

Speak optimistically (check). 

Touch people (ok, this will be hard. I’m a little touchy on that issue). 

Remember names (check).

Don’t confuse flexibility with weakness

(This ones hard.When does flexibility become weakness? Is bending backwards a sign of flexibility or a weak spine?).


Don’t judge people by their mistakes; rather, judge them by how they respond to their mistakes (Ok, I’ll wait and watch).

Remember that your physical appearance is for the benefit of others (check).

Attend to your own basic needs first; otherwise you will not be useful to anyone else. (Check)

 

-heavily paraphrased from Scott Adams’  ‘God’s Debris’.



(Finally I’d like to add that I don’t want anyone to be compelled to fall in love with me, just because I love her.

It doesn’t matter whether I’ve loved you for 7 years or seventy.

 If you don’t love me, IT’S OK. 

It was just something that was not meant to be.

Who knows…maybe by not falling in love with me, you might have done me a favour.

I don’t want anyone to fall in love with me because I’ve blackmailed her…or because she’s the only one I’ve ever loved. Love is sometimes a one-way street.)

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Life in Slow Motion

Life in slow motion,
silent poetry of commotion,
of motive bursts of emotion
of cacophony, dizzying spells and potions

Something's gotta give way today,
the breaking point is near
and from nowhere these cracks appear,
and the seams seem to burst open because
we are not connected the way we used to be yesterday.

Life in slow motion,
How I wish it was abbreviated,
short sitcom pilot episodes,
laugh tracks,gags and advertisements
you graduate yesterday, tomorrow to be cremated


Life in slow motion,a dance till the end,
a mute procession 
of everything and everyone passing by
some laugh and some cry
some say their last goodbyes

Life in slow motion,the green blades of grass still sway
just as you say they do, in your dreams
in sunswept fields with babbling brooks and streams
that made you smile today

Life in slow motion,have you stopped and watched lately ?

Monday, March 1, 2010

Karthik Calling Karthik

Rating:★★★
Category:Movies
Genre: Mystery & Suspense
Ok...maybe the producers chose the name Karthik for the title because demographics showed them that Karthiks in general tend to be brainy,smart and geeky.
Out of the four Karthiks I know, two of them have gone to the same pretigious and hard to enter Engineering College, the other two are not even remotely smart, and probably haven't touched a book after high school.
So in my life, Karthiks are evenly balanced out.

In the movie, Karthik (Akthar) is a quintessential geek, a topper with CA and MBA.
But he is also a pushover, a doormat and...also in love with the most beautiful girl in the office, Shonali.(Ms.Padukone), with whom he doesn't have even a smidgen of a chance.
One day his life changes when he gets a call from Karthik...i.e himself which basically gives him a life makeover, helps him get an attitude readjustment, a better job, and ...the girl.
His life is transformed completely by the daily calls he gets, but then he makes a mistake that costs him dearly.
The caller , Karthik now turns vengeful and basically ruins his life and... makes him lose the girl.

The rest of the story revolves around how Karthik solves his dilemma...
I had gone to the movie with KCG, on his birthday (today) , so my tagline was "Went to Karthik Calling Karthik with Karthik"

We , the veterans of kitsch and pulp fictions, guessed the plot of the movie within a few minutes after the plot was presented before us.
I guess we had seen too many movies in this genre...but the rest of the movie was 2 guys making wisecracks and cracking oneliners that seemed at that point to be funnier than the script itself.
Agreed that the movie has its hitchcockian moments , and that the suspense is well built up...but frankly it will not pass muster with a crowd that is well exposed to world cinema.
Acting, cinematography,direction,editing and any other technicalities...these are areas where a layman like me has no business venturing into, so I'll leave them to people who get paid for writing these kinds of stuff.
But if you are well educated urban yuppie who only watches hindi movies, you'll actually find this movie different and like it for its bold attempt at a psychological suspense drama.

The Greats Pt 2


Akbar The Great

A running Gag that ran out of steam.