Ninaivugal...Thoughts

Life is such a complicated and intricately woven web of happiness and sadness, that the passage of time lets you experience both of them at mutually exclusive moments. It just does not cease to amaze me on encountering bizarre and crucial decision making instants in life, that over a period of time, I just can't help thinking about it. Life throws its challenges at every stage, and you end up battling it against all odds. It sometimes makes you wonder Did that really happen? Did I really do it? How in the world did I get out of the mess? Who helped me overcome it? These questions more or less leave you probing for those elusive answers. It is at this time, that you wonder at the beauty of creation of life and matter; the hidden answer surfaces raising its hood in all conviction, and you know that some things are just beyond our control, look upto the heavens and the sublime feeling of Godliness merges with your life. At some point, you realise that life is not just about scientific...

There are some movies to be watched, just leaving your gray matter behind. You should not question why some things are happening and take things on screen value. After a rather eventful day at Newport, RI, we caught up with the latest David Dhawan laugh riot, Partner , starring the old time favourite Govinda along with the current controversial macho man, the ever undressable ready Salman Khan . The duo along with the beauties Lara Dutta and Katrina Kaif just got us entangled in what can be called as a feel good movie, combining all elements of reel life to get us hooked to two and a half hours of absolutely mindless comedy. I am sure it would make no sense for me to give a review of the movie with a structured baseline of the story. Come on guys, it is a Dhawan movie. You can't expect a strong storyline to fill the minutes. The scenes are churned faster than the speed of the light, with reel after reel of What the hell is happening on the screen. It was funny to see Govinda...

A beautiful sunny day in the offing, How could I not enter the forests, She tagged along with me slowly, A comfort to have her with me The days gradually progressed, I found not a soul in sight, It was a sojourn always tricky, But there she was to keep me chirpy Tough to find your way through Creepy creepers all over you, I could sense the trickles of blood, She was there to keep me good Berries and cherries in my belly, Nothing else to gloat over fully, She was the perfect cushion For the rest of my meal A moment of tiredness fell, I pushed along heavily, Again, I fell back to her, She was there to fill the void A long time later, I realised, She was slowly leaving me, The sick feeling was getting to me, Now, it was just a matter of time Finally, I was really alone, I was feeling the heat, It was the point of agony, How I wish there was more water!

Some places in the world attract all the attention for being tourism highlights. This is a must watch and just cannot be missed fills the mind. On the flip side, there are other places, which are equally brilliant and picturesque, and not many people know about it. I am not saying that the place we went to last week is obscure, but it is not as popular to the international community. The bottomline is simple, go to some place with a group of fellas and have real good fun. That's exactly what we did last weekend. Pic: See Siddhart's hair to believe it was windy! Staying on the east coast, it would be criminal if we do not make use of the weekends. With an impending winter in the next three months, we had to do some outdoor activities. It is the question of now or never for the rest of the year. As such, my roommate and I planned it for two or three weeks in a row to see our plan go down the drain. It was too frustrating to miss out continuously. So, last weekend, we decided, co...

Hello Ms. Porcine Creature, I am sure I have the right to address you that way after reading your column on IBNLive . Ms. Anuradha Sengupta , a prominent reporter of IBNLive, I would have expected neatly worded sentences than the crap you wrote on your insane piece of so called review. It was disappointing and totally disgusting. More importantly, it was totally unwarranted. Do you realise that it was not due to certain individuals that the whole country was talking about the biggest movie of the year, the Rajini starrer Sivaji . Are we the ones who control the media? I remember every ounce of publicity being generated from every leading channel, and of course, even your sty (IBNLive) was a part of the campaign. Did we as the general public ask IBNLive to splash photos of Rajini all over your front page? Do you think we cared about how much money it made on the first day? Thanks to all the media hype, the movie made an impact like never before in the publicity arena. Every individual...

The greatest pleasure I derive can be attributed to the incoming flux of new people that I get to befriend. I have always found it fun to hang out in groups, come up with long discussions late into the night, hit the right topics of interest and venture out for some outdoor activities. As I came to Boston, my enthusiasm for meeting new people never died down. My enthusiastic fervour as a student remained the same even after employment, and I went on to grin and smile as soon as I met a fellow Indian. Not that I did not smile at an American, but it is just that a fellow Indian provides a local solace! I realized over a period of time, how wrong I could be. Here in Boston, hardly the Indian public returned the smile. Oh! Let alone a smile, it was a stare like that of Shoaib Akhtar giving at Sachin Tendulkar after the latter hits a six. This did not happen just to me, but to a couple of other guys too from school. We were all in a fix. We did not know whether to continue grinning or smili...

A scene from the movie Sivaji . The hero is trying to woo the heroine and is trying to gain access into her house. Her neighbour comes to the hero with his daughters. The hero sees these two seemingly dark girls and vanishes from the spot. The theater erupts to applaud the so called comedy in the scene. I was dumbstruck for a second. The whole scene was shown in bad light. I had no words to describe my disappointment on the way the scene was filmed. Amidst pranks in schools and colleges, the dark character has to give in time and again to the endless stream of jokes played on him by the jumbo boys. He is made to look like a morally starved creature devoid of everything in life. The incessant chatter would end up hounding the hapless guy and he would have no choice but to stare silently at the comments made on his physical traits. This doesn't happen in the American or European countries, but in our very own land, and within our very own community. I have always wondered how anybody...