When i came across this article on rediff, a thought jus passed my mind. Why does sensationalism hold sway these days? Or was it like this forever? Mebbe freinds with the fourth estate could explain this....
my question here is, why does every other issue have to be sensationalized, blurring the space between the worst n unwanted news, the mediocre and the really sensational news?!
i dont give a damn if Jen Aniston and Pitt split....but i do care a bit on how the Acharya case is progressing and i would defenitely want to know wat happened to Federer-Agassi clash! Ya now as i do the typing, i realise that priorities vary with peaople....mebbe it varies for the same person over a period of time...but i definitely remember i din't use to hate news as i do it now!
Accepted that if not for reporting of events, i wudn't have a clue of where n wats happening....but am irked at those news pieces that clinch the first-page for all the wrong reasons with the ones that might-a been actually useful going into a box in the 10-11th page!
Someone's gonnu watch Page-3 as i'm typin this.....so hope to get fitting replies to my outburst or atleast, if i think the film is as good as its rated, gimme ideas from the movie!!!
PS:
I hate Page-3.....n its not the movie am talkin abt.....i hate ToI's Page-3! (*puking* badly)....mebbe 'cos am a 'Hindu' man.....dont give a damn though!
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Friday, January 21, 2005
A Class act...!
The name u give to a 'Nayagan' portrayal of Kamal Hassan or a Perfect-10 by Nadia.C in the famous olympics
Here's the links to coupla articles by the irreplaceable Harsha ... a class act that he is!
http://www.espnstar.com/studio/studio_coldetail_1396421.html
http://www.espnstar.com/studio/studio_coldetail_1381153.html
reading his atrticles is an experience in itself! So that explains y am posting his views on my blog again.....n it wudn't be surprising if i do it again too!
Hail Harsha!
Here's the links to coupla articles by the irreplaceable Harsha ... a class act that he is!
http://www.espnstar.com/studio/studio_coldetail_1396421.html
http://www.espnstar.com/studio/studio_coldetail_1381153.html
reading his atrticles is an experience in itself! So that explains y am posting his views on my blog again.....n it wudn't be surprising if i do it again too!
Hail Harsha!
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Admonition works...
....if the person it is given to takes it in the right sense, or atleast tries to think on lines why he was admonished at all!
I found that out recently.
And this is among other things i found out recently too! The likes being
--> why a blog exists
--> why a man and a woman should live together
--> why it is absolutely necessary to write proper English in u'r blog, if u'r writing in English
et cetera ...
Am not going to address everything here, but the reason i had to write is the constructive admonition i got from my big bro! Emphasising why it is oft important to write sense and how correct grammer and good English can go a long way in it were put across to me in the usual harsh way by him. But again, habits die hard and i go on to give my own reasons. I state that all the blogging i have done here till now is when i am at office. So the max spare time i get is half an hour, within which i have to group all my thoughts, not curb but control my adrenaline rush that i get when i write and put in whatever i needed to blog! So i tell myself, people shouldn't actulally expect more than what they get here.
But as i said in the first line, being the person who ponders, i tried taking whatever was said in the right way and have gone beyond boundaries to make sure this entry is at the least spell-error free!
The other reasons for this blog, i daresay trivial, were a few
. Ms.V asked me to blog!
. Random Access threatened me into writing one, and if otherwise would have posted most of his songs here!
. My brother said - 'none of u'r blogs merit a comment from me yet'
Donno, to me blogging ain't a habit which is to be followed. i write when i feel like writing! and i can tell u it is near impossible to force oneself to write...![i tried and failed ;0( ]
Now, beacause i told soemone this blog will be about me and only me(like the others arn't!), here are somethings have been doing recently...
--> done with reading all 5 Harry Potter books at a stretch (J K R rocks!)
Have to....
--> start my spiritual sojourn with The Gita and follow it up with the Bible and Qoran..!
and the really most important one...
Live life!!!
and ya.............BLOG!!!
I found that out recently.
And this is among other things i found out recently too! The likes being
--> why a blog exists
--> why a man and a woman should live together
--> why it is absolutely necessary to write proper English in u'r blog, if u'r writing in English
et cetera ...
Am not going to address everything here, but the reason i had to write is the constructive admonition i got from my big bro! Emphasising why it is oft important to write sense and how correct grammer and good English can go a long way in it were put across to me in the usual harsh way by him. But again, habits die hard and i go on to give my own reasons. I state that all the blogging i have done here till now is when i am at office. So the max spare time i get is half an hour, within which i have to group all my thoughts, not curb but control my adrenaline rush that i get when i write and put in whatever i needed to blog! So i tell myself, people shouldn't actulally expect more than what they get here.
But as i said in the first line, being the person who ponders, i tried taking whatever was said in the right way and have gone beyond boundaries to make sure this entry is at the least spell-error free!
The other reasons for this blog, i daresay trivial, were a few
. Ms.V asked me to blog!
. Random Access threatened me into writing one, and if otherwise would have posted most of his songs here!
. My brother said - 'none of u'r blogs merit a comment from me yet'
Donno, to me blogging ain't a habit which is to be followed. i write when i feel like writing! and i can tell u it is near impossible to force oneself to write...![i tried and failed ;0( ]
Now, beacause i told soemone this blog will be about me and only me(like the others arn't!), here are somethings have been doing recently...
--> done with reading all 5 Harry Potter books at a stretch (J K R rocks!)
Have to....
--> start my spiritual sojourn with The Gita and follow it up with the Bible and Qoran..!
and the really most important one...
Live life!!!
and ya.............BLOG!!!
Monday, December 27, 2004
But somethings last for a lifetime...
The first being LIFE itself....which i, and am sure some close frends have come to value more than we did earlier.
With the real close shave we had with the Grim Reaper(death) yesterday, i know it for sure that somethings like frends....and the memories associated with them will, at the least, last for our lifetimes.
Here is to narrate the incedent, 'cos i dint find any as yet in my buddies' blogs -
With the exception of the eccentric and a trifle unfathomable J and the workaholic BK, it was the gang of Ranga, Giri, Chetana, Vidya, Andy, Suri, Viswa(last minute extra fittings) and u'r truly who took up the wierd idea of visiting the beach pre-dawn and walloping in the waters until the sun came up. Though intimidating, I succeeded in the task of pulling up everybody from thier stupor before 5am on the, now-in-history, 26th of December. Unusually, Ranga who said he wudn't make it, called back for a pick up.....so no plans changed but for a glitch between when he said he wont come n when I did pick him up from his place. The effect of a proper pasting from his mom din't even last for a few minutes before all of us set on the ride of lives to the Beseant Nagar shores.
With the cranky happenings of the wee hour, Suri n me dfntly agreed that no police wud have doubted our Giri wasn't inebriated....he was on a high singing 'antha naal muthal intha naal varai' among other olden goldies in his coarse morning vioce. Everyone not reaching there together created but a flutter of 5 mins. After which all were in the mood, Giri again providing the spice with his supposed 'mouna - viratham', reasons for why he embarked into it known only to the Almighty...not even himself! With no idea of frolic into water in mind, i was the first to pull up my pants knee-high venturing into the inviting, salty, not-yet-glittery sea water.
But again, with the gang assembled there...peace wudn't have had a chance for more than few second. Suri, as expected, started it all with a premeditated push of me from behind, propelling me face-first into the water! Jus needing a reason to venture into water, he timidly agreed to my threats of pulling him alongside me....and atleast I, was as far as into the sea as where I wudn't have even imagined, in my earlier visits to the great watermass! And again, it din't take much time or effort to pull in Ranga also...with only Giri being allowed to continue his strangest of strange viratham.
Thinking and writing about all these...jus gives me the creeps, 'cos when all this was happening, we clicking scores of snaps (the one's for posterity) was when there happened to be a globally serious, literally earth-shattering quake that went 10kms deep (one-fifth of the total 'core' that we read in geaography). We had a whale of a time - Ranga, Suri and me being inside the waters for almost an hour, when actually the gargantuan tremor was sending shock waves at us!!! We not having an iota of idea wat was happening elsewhere....jus dismissing Suri's comment on some message he got from a frend informing him of a earthquake somewhere, not even bothering to laugh at it!
All had not ended with all of us boarding our bikes....there was yet one of our, shud i say popular, classmates to meet on the road, jus outside the beach. Now, with everyone agreeing that it wasnt' the best of the possible reunions, we drove bak home without a clue that we had actually run away from Death....missing the 10mts Tsunami water-walls, that shattered a whole coastline, by jus 10 or 20mins !!! We wudn't have had a 'mayir-yezha' chance if we had been were we were, a mere quarter of an hour ago!
Even the mention of great tremor measuring to 8.5 on the scale, in the news dint hamper our spirits...! All of us were heading to the long awaited Satyam theatre show, movie being the irreplaceable Gowarikar's 'Swades'. Half way thru the movie atleast most of us wud have gotten a call on the mobile from various patrs of the country, inquring about our status in Chennai....not one of them having a clue how near we were to the waters that sprang as high as three-stories of a modern building!!!
The visit to the temple with Girish gave me immense inner peace and strength, and the final touch was produced by a bus' stereo system bellowing 'yaar yaar sivam; nee naan sivam' at the Koyambedu bus stop!
As i was telling J, all this is going to take atleast a coupla weeks to sink in, but all i can think of is... some frends and the memories associated with them are here to stay....to last atleast for a lifetime . . .
With the real close shave we had with the Grim Reaper(death) yesterday, i know it for sure that somethings like frends....and the memories associated with them will, at the least, last for our lifetimes.
Here is to narrate the incedent, 'cos i dint find any as yet in my buddies' blogs -
With the exception of the eccentric and a trifle unfathomable J and the workaholic BK, it was the gang of Ranga, Giri, Chetana, Vidya, Andy, Suri, Viswa(last minute extra fittings) and u'r truly who took up the wierd idea of visiting the beach pre-dawn and walloping in the waters until the sun came up. Though intimidating, I succeeded in the task of pulling up everybody from thier stupor before 5am on the, now-in-history, 26th of December. Unusually, Ranga who said he wudn't make it, called back for a pick up.....so no plans changed but for a glitch between when he said he wont come n when I did pick him up from his place. The effect of a proper pasting from his mom din't even last for a few minutes before all of us set on the ride of lives to the Beseant Nagar shores.
With the cranky happenings of the wee hour, Suri n me dfntly agreed that no police wud have doubted our Giri wasn't inebriated....he was on a high singing 'antha naal muthal intha naal varai' among other olden goldies in his coarse morning vioce. Everyone not reaching there together created but a flutter of 5 mins. After which all were in the mood, Giri again providing the spice with his supposed 'mouna - viratham', reasons for why he embarked into it known only to the Almighty...not even himself! With no idea of frolic into water in mind, i was the first to pull up my pants knee-high venturing into the inviting, salty, not-yet-glittery sea water.
But again, with the gang assembled there...peace wudn't have had a chance for more than few second. Suri, as expected, started it all with a premeditated push of me from behind, propelling me face-first into the water! Jus needing a reason to venture into water, he timidly agreed to my threats of pulling him alongside me....and atleast I, was as far as into the sea as where I wudn't have even imagined, in my earlier visits to the great watermass! And again, it din't take much time or effort to pull in Ranga also...with only Giri being allowed to continue his strangest of strange viratham.
Thinking and writing about all these...jus gives me the creeps, 'cos when all this was happening, we clicking scores of snaps (the one's for posterity) was when there happened to be a globally serious, literally earth-shattering quake that went 10kms deep (one-fifth of the total 'core' that we read in geaography). We had a whale of a time - Ranga, Suri and me being inside the waters for almost an hour, when actually the gargantuan tremor was sending shock waves at us!!! We not having an iota of idea wat was happening elsewhere....jus dismissing Suri's comment on some message he got from a frend informing him of a earthquake somewhere, not even bothering to laugh at it!
All had not ended with all of us boarding our bikes....there was yet one of our, shud i say popular, classmates to meet on the road, jus outside the beach. Now, with everyone agreeing that it wasnt' the best of the possible reunions, we drove bak home without a clue that we had actually run away from Death....missing the 10mts Tsunami water-walls, that shattered a whole coastline, by jus 10 or 20mins !!! We wudn't have had a 'mayir-yezha' chance if we had been were we were, a mere quarter of an hour ago!
Even the mention of great tremor measuring to 8.5 on the scale, in the news dint hamper our spirits...! All of us were heading to the long awaited Satyam theatre show, movie being the irreplaceable Gowarikar's 'Swades'. Half way thru the movie atleast most of us wud have gotten a call on the mobile from various patrs of the country, inquring about our status in Chennai....not one of them having a clue how near we were to the waters that sprang as high as three-stories of a modern building!!!
The visit to the temple with Girish gave me immense inner peace and strength, and the final touch was produced by a bus' stereo system bellowing 'yaar yaar sivam; nee naan sivam' at the Koyambedu bus stop!
As i was telling J, all this is going to take atleast a coupla weeks to sink in, but all i can think of is... some frends and the memories associated with them are here to stay....to last atleast for a lifetime . . .
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Dreams i like to dream............
Dreams
Everyone has dreams
Come true, just a few
Dreams of gold and riches
And houses and cars new
It hurts not, to dream
Yet hurts to see 'em shatter
But dream I did anyways
My spirits, it did not deter
Dreamt of kisses and cuddles
And pillow talks
Of beaches at sunset
And moonlight walks
Simple dreams they all
Yet hard to fulfill
It matters not to me
Dream on, I will
Everyone has dreams
Come true, just a few
But all of mine did
The day I found you
.................
that was one gr8 original piece by my latest buddy, Ms.V (though she gots loads o other names)!
have lots to talk abt dreams........but all that, i keep for the comments......!
pour 'em in ppl!
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