Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
ARR aka Dileep Kumar - G. O. D.
"Ellapughazhum Iraivan Oruvanukke!"
simple. straight from heart! what a man!
Two on the same night! Jai Ho!
Clincher - "Mere paas ma hai".... ingenious!
PS: K to Oscars... Jai Ho is not ARR's best BGM or song! whatever!
simple. straight from heart! what a man!
Two on the same night! Jai Ho!
Clincher - "Mere paas ma hai".... ingenious!
PS: K to Oscars... Jai Ho is not ARR's best BGM or song! whatever!
Saturday, January 03, 2009
what a stupid world...!
it matters more what (you) they say than what you do, in the long run. whatever...
Sunday, November 09, 2008
a true leader... maan gaye Dada!
century in the first innings, duck in the last!
good luck for the 'after-life' :)
good luck for the 'after-life' :)
Thursday, November 06, 2008
That day….
While I was reading college stuff about spiritual leadership and encountered a Kalam story about Vikram Sarabhai and a Rev. Father I got reminded of that day. The day I woke up to Church bells and music, the day I felt at peace with God.
I vividly remember the peace that spread through me when I woke up from my cubicle chair one Sunday morning. I was alone on the Saturday night shift and might have slept off around 2 or 3 in the morning. Here I was blissful in sleep and dreaming about soft clouds possibly. The first few dongs of the bell woke me up. I sat up groggily but the bells started ringing louder and suddenly a mellifluous tune started playing. I could not help but get out of my seat and follow the tune. The small chapel was right behind the office compound and few tens of devotees had assembled for mass.
I walked right up to the gate of the chapel, mulled entering but decided not to. But I wanted to keep hearing the music and so started walking around the housing just across the road, always within hearing distance of the music. Reading about Abdul Kalam and his story, the same sense of peace filled me now! I remember only very few times in life when I have felt that way. And I would keep reminding myself how music, God and bliss are synonymous.
I vividly remember the peace that spread through me when I woke up from my cubicle chair one Sunday morning. I was alone on the Saturday night shift and might have slept off around 2 or 3 in the morning. Here I was blissful in sleep and dreaming about soft clouds possibly. The first few dongs of the bell woke me up. I sat up groggily but the bells started ringing louder and suddenly a mellifluous tune started playing. I could not help but get out of my seat and follow the tune. The small chapel was right behind the office compound and few tens of devotees had assembled for mass.
I walked right up to the gate of the chapel, mulled entering but decided not to. But I wanted to keep hearing the music and so started walking around the housing just across the road, always within hearing distance of the music. Reading about Abdul Kalam and his story, the same sense of peace filled me now! I remember only very few times in life when I have felt that way. And I would keep reminding myself how music, God and bliss are synonymous.
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