My fingers tremble as I type this out.Tremble out of a mixed bag of emotions.Of emotion, of fear, of overwhelming joy,of something so powerful that I call affection.
I had to stay up late at work today to finish up some never ending work. It was almost 11 when I reached home.I stepped out of the Office cab.I closed the door with my usual smiles.Little did I know that the next 5 minutes were going to shake me up.I picked up my bag ,adjusted my dupatta to make sure it didnt sweep the road.It was a chilly day in Bangalore and I turned around from the vehicle.Home sweet home, I saw it about 10 houses away.My mom had left the portico light on.I knew she hadnt slept yet and was waiting at the window for me.I smiled at the thought of being taken care of.
I moved the first step.From nowhwere I suddenly heard a swoosh. Faster than lightning. Before I knew what was happening I saw it. I was being attacked by Bangalore's most dangerous- The street dogs. 2 dogs ran towards me from a packof them.I knew I was going to be helpless.I just stood there.I gripped the dupatta over my head and stood firm.Running was not an option.Before I knew it, i heard an entire pack of them coming.I had no choice.I stood still. In fear and prayer.
And then god appeared.2 other stray dogs who "belonged" to our street jumped in from no where and stood right in front of me to confront my "attackers".I stood still.This time in surprise.
Before I knew it, these 2 heroes growled the pack away. it was about a minute.I thought it was over and turned around again, when the villians came back.More ferocious this time.I didnt know where what to do.BY this time, my cab driver had seen some swift movements in his rear mirror as he drove away.He knew it was this. He jumped out and came forward to help. I just shouted at him to get back into the car. He could have been attacked too.Besides, it could just panic the dogs further.He couldnt hear. I just kept shouting , standing right there. He just stopped where he was. The villians were really close this time.Completely surrounding me.My heroes growled their loudest possibly, and actuallly jumped on the most ferocious dog of the lot.They fought and fought until the villians had got their message.I stood there...in gratitude.
The fight was one I have never seen before.After that my 2 heroes, growled into the air.It sounded like the victory shout I had seen in the Jungle book cartoon when I was a kid.By now, tears were rolling down.Now it was just me and my heroes on the road. I turned around and started walking.I walked with my head held high.On either side of me was my convoy.Each of the dogs walked one either side with me, till I reached my gate.Then they just walked back like saying "Dont worry , we are here". I came in and locked my gate. I stood there- overwhelmed with the love that was shown. It would have been a different story altogether if it was not for them.
And to tell you, I have not even for once fed those hero dogs or ever explicitly done them favors.All I would do is smile at them when I would see them once in a bluemoon...And I thought they never understood that smile of mine!
I came up and wrote this.Am sure they understood my gratitude too....
For the heroes that they had been to me, Damn! I wish they could sign my autograph book!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Those eyes which waited....
She sat there... The droplet got ready. It first gathered all its strength and welled up along the beachline called eyelid.Its mustered all its courage and became bigger.It grew and grew till the beachline could no longer hold it. It swelled up to its maximun and splat- pushed itself out.The beachline was too much to even hold that tiny drop.It rolled across those tender cheeks.Just rolled.She didnt lift a finger.Too much effort to even wipe it off.It just rolled till it hit the floor.It spread there as mighty as a drop could.She shut those eyes which all along had been waiting for something. Her life has told her just that.Words ceased to exist.Time stopped.That was ....
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Chumma
One super song I pulled out from a super old collection.
Song: Pulveli Pulveli
Movie: Aasai (Tamil)
Music Director : Deva
Well , I havent really heard too many "hits" of this director but trust me this one is such a must hear. It has a fantastic rhythm. The talam to it is so perfect that you know for sure that the beat is in sync with your music drawing brain. (I know , that was way above understanability but this is the max i could do)
Its one of those songs that you can play with some real loud volume with ur headphones on and still doze off.Zero noise, some melody, some classical, some good guitaring...all in all a great combo.
When should you listen you ask??? Hmm..if you lisetn to it when you happy, then u shall feel like flying..If u sad, then this will bring in a smile in that pain, if you all hyper, this will calm you down, If you down and out, this will spark you up....Wonder how...but yeah thaz what it does to me!
oh yeah...Dont you miss the picturisation of this song.. I mean so full of freedom illai???
Thaz the video link below :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKBi8Pv-Y_I
Song: Pulveli Pulveli
Movie: Aasai (Tamil)
Music Director : Deva
Well , I havent really heard too many "hits" of this director but trust me this one is such a must hear. It has a fantastic rhythm. The talam to it is so perfect that you know for sure that the beat is in sync with your music drawing brain. (I know , that was way above understanability but this is the max i could do)
Its one of those songs that you can play with some real loud volume with ur headphones on and still doze off.Zero noise, some melody, some classical, some good guitaring...all in all a great combo.
When should you listen you ask??? Hmm..if you lisetn to it when you happy, then u shall feel like flying..If u sad, then this will bring in a smile in that pain, if you all hyper, this will calm you down, If you down and out, this will spark you up....Wonder how...but yeah thaz what it does to me!
oh yeah...Dont you miss the picturisation of this song.. I mean so full of freedom illai???
Thaz the video link below :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKBi8Pv-Y_I
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
There are times when things that you simply bump into can be life cahnging.I dont necessarily mean that your nose will turn, your roof will blow away, you will start climbing trees, you will give the hyaenas a run for its laugh and stuff out of the world like that.I am talking of that moment, that thought that will strike your head,give you a knock and say "Hey, wake up..This is you". That thought will remain as a companion for life reminding you of yourself. What more can be life changing??
One such thing I bumped into was this picture. As soon as I saw it, I knew it had kindled me enough to wite this. Well, its a point of view at the end of teh day but nevertheless know why it moved me.
1. This picture was taken during sunrise.One glance at it and you really dunno when it was taken, Sunrise or Sunset. It looks the same.No cut the logic of direction and stuff.
So am I.When I am challenged with moments in life, they look the same.They dont really indicate if its gonna be a sunset or a rise after that moment. So I'd rather look at it and say Wow, blindly assuming that the incident is a sunrise in my life!!
2. The sun here is just a ball enveloped by the blanket of darkness.Whats the point.Cant you the blanket struggling to hide the sun.So am I.Try what may, What I am cant be hidden for long.Good or bad!
3. The skies looked dark earlier.If it wasnt for the sunrise, the brilliant hues of it would have never been seen.So am I.If I dont awaken myself, how would I ever seen the hues of life around.
4. See that tweaking little lamp post.Its actually shying away.Looks kinda bent.So am I. My ego bends in front of the ultimate.What is a my small world in comparison to the ultimate!!
5. A lone tree stands there.Am sure there are a host of smaller ones.Why is only this seen.It adds that touch to the entire pic.Its more of a Camera angle I guess.The camera eye, just a view point.So am I.I could have a host of little things to look at in life.What I choose as a viewpoint can add that glitter touch to teh picture of life!
I know, this is kinda heavy! But I have been awed by this and yes woken up for sure.You may wonder why! I guess thaz why they say "Beauty lies in teh eyes of the beholder"!!
Not to forget, The photographer Rakesh(inset).Hats off buddy!
One such thing I bumped into was this picture. As soon as I saw it, I knew it had kindled me enough to wite this. Well, its a point of view at the end of teh day but nevertheless know why it moved me.
1. This picture was taken during sunrise.One glance at it and you really dunno when it was taken, Sunrise or Sunset. It looks the same.No cut the logic of direction and stuff.
So am I.When I am challenged with moments in life, they look the same.They dont really indicate if its gonna be a sunset or a rise after that moment. So I'd rather look at it and say Wow, blindly assuming that the incident is a sunrise in my life!!
2. The sun here is just a ball enveloped by the blanket of darkness.Whats the point.Cant you the blanket struggling to hide the sun.So am I.Try what may, What I am cant be hidden for long.Good or bad!
3. The skies looked dark earlier.If it wasnt for the sunrise, the brilliant hues of it would have never been seen.So am I.If I dont awaken myself, how would I ever seen the hues of life around.
4. See that tweaking little lamp post.Its actually shying away.Looks kinda bent.So am I. My ego bends in front of the ultimate.What is a my small world in comparison to the ultimate!!
5. A lone tree stands there.Am sure there are a host of smaller ones.Why is only this seen.It adds that touch to the entire pic.Its more of a Camera angle I guess.The camera eye, just a view point.So am I.I could have a host of little things to look at in life.What I choose as a viewpoint can add that glitter touch to teh picture of life!
I know, this is kinda heavy! But I have been awed by this and yes woken up for sure.You may wonder why! I guess thaz why they say "Beauty lies in teh eyes of the beholder"!!
Not to forget, The photographer Rakesh(inset).Hats off buddy!
Thursday, June 28, 2007
"The BOSS"
Last evening was a time I was waiting for.I was so so waiting for it.Ever since the movie "Sivaji" had hit the screen, I had wanting to do.Thanks to the n number of "Rasigar mandrams",Corporate "Team Outings", tickets had proved futile.
Anyways the magical 3 hours happened yesterday.What went through my grey matter and red matter was as magical as it could be.
As I walked down the aisle, I walked with a sense of pride.I belonged to a race that appreciated well done movies and this definately claimed to be one. I was one of those thousands of "fans" who were really passionate about this movie rather than "macha, new release" kinds. I was one of those who was waiting to tear my vocal chords all through the movie just cheering our "Hero".
There it was. The magical alphabets that had caught audiences through decades of entertainment.I would have paid the entire ticket cost to just watch that one sentence."S-U-P-E-R-S-T-A-R" .....and it began.....
What a high! The whistling,hooting,clapping, screams...name it and any form u can think of to cheer was there. I tested my vocal chords for the maximum value it could ever be set to!!I turned teh wheels of time around and became that brat at school who would climb tables and shoulders to cheer our team performing..It was "MY" team, this was "MY" superstar!
Punches or Punch dialogues, they hit as hard as possible.Style or Stylish effects, they flaunted as much as possible.
Nay me not giving you those reviews of the movie.yOu get loads of them elsewhere.I am just dwelling in that magic called "Rajni".
My only ever regret- I dont know how to whistle:( else....whooof!!!!Go WATCH it man!!!! Just go!!
Anyways the magical 3 hours happened yesterday.What went through my grey matter and red matter was as magical as it could be.
As I walked down the aisle, I walked with a sense of pride.I belonged to a race that appreciated well done movies and this definately claimed to be one. I was one of those thousands of "fans" who were really passionate about this movie rather than "macha, new release" kinds. I was one of those who was waiting to tear my vocal chords all through the movie just cheering our "Hero".
There it was. The magical alphabets that had caught audiences through decades of entertainment.I would have paid the entire ticket cost to just watch that one sentence."S-U-P-E-R-S-T-A-R" .....and it began.....
What a high! The whistling,hooting,clapping, screams...name it and any form u can think of to cheer was there. I tested my vocal chords for the maximum value it could ever be set to!!I turned teh wheels of time around and became that brat at school who would climb tables and shoulders to cheer our team performing..It was "MY" team, this was "MY" superstar!
Punches or Punch dialogues, they hit as hard as possible.Style or Stylish effects, they flaunted as much as possible.
Nay me not giving you those reviews of the movie.yOu get loads of them elsewhere.I am just dwelling in that magic called "Rajni".
My only ever regret- I dont know how to whistle:( else....whooof!!!!Go WATCH it man!!!! Just go!!
Sunday, June 10, 2007
And the Oscar goes to....
"I cant believe this.I am so thankful to everyone who has been part of this award.My director,my producer, my family,my friends, my dhobi,my milkman,my postman,my cobbler, my dear puppy and my nailcutter.Thanks so much.sob sob...Love you all...this award is for my fans...muah!"
Hmmm..I often to rehearse such stuff in the bathroom mirror.You know I may not have the time later once I became a super star and won the best actress award!! Hmpff..Okies cut to reality..I aint going anywhere beyond my bathroom mirror with this speech.I actually pride in not being famous!Let me tell you why.Read my comprehensive list below and you will know why I actually decided not to become famous when I could have been the next big thing of "Rosewood" -
1. I could have never had bhel puri on the road.Image u see.
2. Would have to comb my hair and wash it regularly.
3. Cant wear a pink frock with lace and go unnoticed.
4. Cant wear a flourescent green hairband and go without an article in Page 3 ,"Fashion donts" list on Women's era.
5. Cant feast on icecreams and lick up the melted cream right from my elbow up in Shantisagar.
6. Cant arrange Cadbury Gems color wise on a table and eat one by one without being branded "dumb".
7. Cant go to "Sowbhagya bangle stores" and shop for Rs.150 trial makeup kits.Would have to empty my pockets on some firangi brands whose names I cant even pronounce!
8. Cant pull out my Yamaha and rip across the roads without the papparazzi and mammarazzi chasing me for a cover pic.
9. Cant cycle to the nearby park in the morning and would have dance with some silly hi-fundu aerobic classes to shed weight.
10. Cant carry Amma's dabba,specifically Curd rice and pickle around to work..oops shoots.
11. Cant go hogging with my gang of boys without being linked with them.
12. Cant wear "Cotton expo" pyjamas and go to Singh Uncle's stores to buy Potato chips.
13. Will have to cut my nails regularly and pedicure,manicure,floorcure,cementcure and every cure in the market.
14. Cant select and buy Tomatoes,potatoes and cabbage from the local market after barganing for 2 bucks.
15. Cant go to the Melas and party on 5 bucks golas and cotton candies without being photographed.
16. Cant eat with the cone icecream touching ur nose.
17. Cant lick your fingers after belting 1 Masala dosa and 1 Idli vada at the Dosa camp.Actually I dont think I can even go to the dosa camp easily.
18. Will have to use Fork,knife,sword,armour,helmet to "finish" the Grill sandwich.
19. Will have to have a well defined Signature and fake love lines practiced for autographs.
20. Cant wear Hawai chappals and go out.
21. fhgfgsfsdfgsdfgshfgkjsdhkfdfksjfhksjfhshfhfhd
22. jhdffusdyfsfuydiui8w9i850984 jdfdjhfsjluiuwiouiupovncmvnx,mbc....
Yeah u read it right.I would have to do things as meaningless as 21 and 22 in the list above.
So, I decided on not becoming famous!!!!
And the Oscar goes to......Nahhhhhhhhhhhhh not me!
No no...the grapes arent sour!! ;)
Hmmm..I often to rehearse such stuff in the bathroom mirror.You know I may not have the time later once I became a super star and won the best actress award!! Hmpff..Okies cut to reality..I aint going anywhere beyond my bathroom mirror with this speech.I actually pride in not being famous!Let me tell you why.Read my comprehensive list below and you will know why I actually decided not to become famous when I could have been the next big thing of "Rosewood" -
1. I could have never had bhel puri on the road.Image u see.
2. Would have to comb my hair and wash it regularly.
3. Cant wear a pink frock with lace and go unnoticed.
4. Cant wear a flourescent green hairband and go without an article in Page 3 ,"Fashion donts" list on Women's era.
5. Cant feast on icecreams and lick up the melted cream right from my elbow up in Shantisagar.
6. Cant arrange Cadbury Gems color wise on a table and eat one by one without being branded "dumb".
7. Cant go to "Sowbhagya bangle stores" and shop for Rs.150 trial makeup kits.Would have to empty my pockets on some firangi brands whose names I cant even pronounce!
8. Cant pull out my Yamaha and rip across the roads without the papparazzi and mammarazzi chasing me for a cover pic.
9. Cant cycle to the nearby park in the morning and would have dance with some silly hi-fundu aerobic classes to shed weight.
10. Cant carry Amma's dabba,specifically Curd rice and pickle around to work..oops shoots.
11. Cant go hogging with my gang of boys without being linked with them.
12. Cant wear "Cotton expo" pyjamas and go to Singh Uncle's stores to buy Potato chips.
13. Will have to cut my nails regularly and pedicure,manicure,floorcure,cementcure and every cure in the market.
14. Cant select and buy Tomatoes,potatoes and cabbage from the local market after barganing for 2 bucks.
15. Cant go to the Melas and party on 5 bucks golas and cotton candies without being photographed.
16. Cant eat with the cone icecream touching ur nose.
17. Cant lick your fingers after belting 1 Masala dosa and 1 Idli vada at the Dosa camp.Actually I dont think I can even go to the dosa camp easily.
18. Will have to use Fork,knife,sword,armour,helmet to "finish" the Grill sandwich.
19. Will have to have a well defined Signature and fake love lines practiced for autographs.
20. Cant wear Hawai chappals and go out.
21. fhgfgsfsdfgsdfgshfgkjsdhkfdfksjfhksjfhshfhfhd
22. jhdffusdyfsfuydiui8w9i850984 jdfdjhfsjluiuwiouiupovncmvnx,mbc....
Yeah u read it right.I would have to do things as meaningless as 21 and 22 in the list above.
So, I decided on not becoming famous!!!!
And the Oscar goes to......Nahhhhhhhhhhhhh not me!
No no...the grapes arent sour!! ;)
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
The one and only......
I am gonna fail at this, No doubt...cos here I sit, trying to pen down what is the most "unpennable" thing ever.I was gazing into the skies one day(something that I do almost everyday) and wondered whatever on earth could be so vast,so infite,so embracing,so inviting,so fascinating,so convincing as the sky.It clicked...Mom's love.Yeah, we have read loads of articles on how precious,unconditional,irreplaceable it is...We would have known it even without reading.Ever wondered on what makes it so curative?Simply so powerful...Feminists: Bargain me out for I aint talking as Woman,blah blah...Simple plain experience.
Ever had a kick better than the one you got out of drinking a glass of Coffee which your mom would fuss over until you finish,lest you get to work without drinking it???Ever had a more sumptous dinner than the one cooked by mommy dearest and fed into your mouth??Ever been cured by a better super specialist than your mother who would pat you to sleep while,wipe your drool off while you slumber, stroke your hair even though you stink of sweat and medicines??? Nah...Infact I pretend to be terribly sick when I know I would be pampered.(Amma, if you reading this...choose to ignore my acting!!! ). Just that one touch over the forehead would shoo off any of those silly symptoms..and those silly Viruses thought they were powerful! duh....Ever had a better salon sitting than sitting with mom with a bottle of oil and getting that massage even if you are completely bald?? In fact they would challenge any trichologist who has predicted herediary pattern baldness with that massage! whether the hair grows or not is one thing, but the sleep that you get outta it- is one of eternity :))Ever had a more beautiful looking woman next to you than your mom-the babe, who would take hours to comb her hair and pull out her best looking saree for your nursery school annual day?? Ever heard of a better news publication faster,more exhaustive and most patronising about you than Editor Mom??Even when you got the 10th rank out of 11 students in your class, your entire neighbourhood would know you as a "Rank Holder"...Courtesy: Mom!Ahhh and not to forget your secretary who would at any point of time where you throw anything and everything around; would exactly figure out where you could be at what point of time; who would advice you to go to the loo once at home when you have a long day out even when you are 20 something, whose first priority would be to check that you arent starving at anytime of the day....the list is on and on...as Vast as the skies out there.
The best of the lot however is that scolding you get from her for being irresponsible,careless,useless,insensible blah blah blah...and in a second everything will change to pampering when you tell that you are hungry...
Moms' conquests are endless.What a silly attempt to quantify the infite Kala.duh!!Raghudeep always says" Kala,you do a bad job at trying to express the inexpressible,dont even attempt it I say!!"...You right! I just cant seem to express this enough, I told you in the beginning!
Ever had a kick better than the one you got out of drinking a glass of Coffee which your mom would fuss over until you finish,lest you get to work without drinking it???Ever had a more sumptous dinner than the one cooked by mommy dearest and fed into your mouth??Ever been cured by a better super specialist than your mother who would pat you to sleep while,wipe your drool off while you slumber, stroke your hair even though you stink of sweat and medicines??? Nah...Infact I pretend to be terribly sick when I know I would be pampered.(Amma, if you reading this...choose to ignore my acting!!! ). Just that one touch over the forehead would shoo off any of those silly symptoms..and those silly Viruses thought they were powerful! duh....Ever had a better salon sitting than sitting with mom with a bottle of oil and getting that massage even if you are completely bald?? In fact they would challenge any trichologist who has predicted herediary pattern baldness with that massage! whether the hair grows or not is one thing, but the sleep that you get outta it- is one of eternity :))Ever had a more beautiful looking woman next to you than your mom-the babe, who would take hours to comb her hair and pull out her best looking saree for your nursery school annual day?? Ever heard of a better news publication faster,more exhaustive and most patronising about you than Editor Mom??Even when you got the 10th rank out of 11 students in your class, your entire neighbourhood would know you as a "Rank Holder"...Courtesy: Mom!Ahhh and not to forget your secretary who would at any point of time where you throw anything and everything around; would exactly figure out where you could be at what point of time; who would advice you to go to the loo once at home when you have a long day out even when you are 20 something, whose first priority would be to check that you arent starving at anytime of the day....the list is on and on...as Vast as the skies out there.
The best of the lot however is that scolding you get from her for being irresponsible,careless,useless,insensible blah blah blah...and in a second everything will change to pampering when you tell that you are hungry...
Moms' conquests are endless.What a silly attempt to quantify the infite Kala.duh!!Raghudeep always says" Kala,you do a bad job at trying to express the inexpressible,dont even attempt it I say!!"...You right! I just cant seem to express this enough, I told you in the beginning!
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