The "Not Blogging For Long" ITCH

Its been a while since I posted anything on my blog. I usually pen down or rather type down my random whimsical thoughts and save them as drafts to be polished, refined and if passed muster to be published. Mostly very few reach the final stage. This one barely did. Why this beating around the bush? Lets come to the point.


See, my friends tell that I am a walking Wikipedia (pardon the bragging). Not that I am. Just that I am a fast googler. I am master of only one trade i.e the trade of being the jack of all trades. So I thought "Why not spread the wisdom and make the world a better place?". Ok! That statement was an overkill. Never mind. So here I present to the wannabes a compendium of tips, tricks and shortcuts, to be imbibed into any idiosyncratic group. Any except one, which I will mention towards the end.

MY Bucket List

Have you seen the movie "The Bucket List"? Two terminally ill old men decide to do things they had always wanted to do before they die. Decent movie, but critically panned by reviewers. Ever since watching that movie some years ago, I decided to put a list of my own too. The list has grown like bacteria in a culture medium over these years. But for the sake of sanity I have decided to yank most of them and present only the essential, quirky ones.

Paiyaa? Poda Goyaa!!

In a line: After seeing this movie you would think that even vijay's movies are better.


The only reason I made up my mind to watch this movie was Karthik and Balaji theatre ( and also the constant nagging of Ritchie and Commanderji of course) and what a huge disappointment? Another pathetic movie in which the talented Karthik has wasted his time on. Why did he chose to act in such a besotted movie? So  besotted you would think that Villu and Aegan were far better. The cost of watching this movie are:

1) Price of the ticket - 100 in bangalore, 50 elsewhere
2) Peace of mind
3) Loss of 3/4 valuable hours and
4) Bad aftertaste

Literacy or education ?

Nothing comes close to my heart more than education and children. I really love observing young kids - how they learn, unlearn and relearn the ever more amazing world around them? How they adopt and evolve from whimsical kids to trail blazing adults in their society? In short, I have always been searching whether there exists a perfect formula which when applied could explain why we are who we are, and why we cant be who we want to be and also help form a creative, intelligent and open minded society. And the answer I have so far is -"No!! its not instant coffee. There can be nothing like a one syllabus fits all educational system. Such an approach will do to society what fake currencies do to a nation's economy".

My first attempt in marrying english & tamil poetry

Disclaimer:

 1) Its in tamil. So any one who cant read tamil happens to visit this post "I am very very sorry". You guys dont know how lucky you are by not reading this post :)

2) Have used english at some places as I cant find the right tamil words for these ideas. If i become a celebrity someday this will be called a "revolution" in tamil poetry :)

3) "All ye language prudes listen!!" This is my first poem (or rather attempt ) so go easy on the horrible mishmash of words and even more terrible எதுகை  and மோனை .

Om Sree sex scandal aaya namaha!! selling hopes aaya namahaa!!!- Part I

Disclaimer: Has enough truth which can hurt and question ( if you are open enough ). So please skip this post if you think Vishnu will rescue the souls of the world as Kalki or that Christ is acting in the next Judgement Day movie or if Prophet Muhamad was a ...(please fill in the blanks since Salman Rushdie may get a "fatwa" but later he will get Padma Lakshmi. But I can't take a similar risk)

Though I have enough  thoughts, a wide gamut from religion to politics, which when spilled out in its entirety can send every man in this planet on a wild frenzy for my blood, I tend to reserve my opinions and post only those articles that have passed an entire mental checklist I have created to better elongate my breathing days in this planet. Though I am about to digress from what I am intending to say, please hold on from some more lines or better "goto ESCAPE;".

The Man from Earth - A real work of genius

In a line: To be nominated for the Nobels rather than the Oscars.


When I die and am in the gates of heaven/hell (suppose), if I am allowed to carry one object from earth along with me to my afterlife, then most definitely, without an iota of doubt, it would be the DVD of the movie, The Man From Earth. Most definitely I would also smuggle Saving Private Ryan with me but that's for a separate post. But even if the advanced scanners and detectors of St.Michael detect my mischief and if forced to comply, then I would give SPR a pass for the sake of TMFE ( please bear with the acronyms) . Because seldom do we come across a one and a half hour movie that has been written(crafted would be apt) by an acclaimed writer (Jerome Bixby - the brain behind Star Trek) for forty years, completed only on his deathbed through oration, with just eight characters throughout the movie, with Beethoven as a musician, filmed within 1200 sq.ft or less, marketed by BitTorrent, a $20,000 budget, no CGIs and yet keep us engaged for the whole 89 minutes. Phew!! I need to go get some water. That's quite an impressive resume.