See this is my problem ,i cannot remember what she said !!
i have tried recalling every little detail of that evening and it all comes back very clearly .
The faces of the kids playing at the park, two sweaty kids were even fighting for the swings, the fawn coloured Labrador dog she bent to pet ,the breeze teasing her violet blouse,the idiot cyclist who giggled at us,the 100 ms chalked on the road right where we stood,how she bit her lips,and then.. and then..... just as she said it, I sneezed . A very loud aaaaaachoooo !!
Now what ?
Should I call her and find out if it was a yes or a no ?
huh !!! it must have been that jasmine perfume that lady in the pink salwar wore.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Nature blessed me yesterday
As i strolled by the cemetery fence
a deer i spotted in an instance
licking the grass on a dead man's grave
was it, when i stole from it a glance.
Fear it did not in a graveyard see
but on seeing me it happened to flee
a deer i spotted in an instance
licking the grass on a dead man's grave
was it, when i stole from it a glance.
Fear it did not in a graveyard see
but on seeing me it happened to flee
Shauk
"Shauk ?!!
shauk to waise har ek cheez ki hain
jisme Khuda ho
jisme Khoobsurati ho
aur jisme zindagi bharee ho "
shauk to waise har ek cheez ki hain
jisme Khuda ho
jisme Khoobsurati ho
aur jisme zindagi bharee ho "
Anju ruba ! Anju ruba !
There is a man selling Pictures of God for 5 rupees near the temple.
"Only 5 rupees,any
God!!" he screams and people are rushing towards him to grab their
Gods.
Some pretend to not have heard him and hurry by.Some others hesitate and he pitches his cry a little louder.
He has been screaming all afternoon and i have been watching him throughout.
i live in the house next to the temple and i sip my tea in the balcony with a noise.i like my tea with ginger and less sugar.
"Only 5 rupees,any
God!!" he screams and people are rushing towards him to grab their
Gods.
Some pretend to not have heard him and hurry by.Some others hesitate and he pitches his cry a little louder.
He has been screaming all afternoon and i have been watching him throughout.
i live in the house next to the temple and i sip my tea in the balcony with a noise.i like my tea with ginger and less sugar.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Naming it...
"Tommy? How very creative. Tommy.
And Gabriel? He is not an angel,"said Arun.
"What about all the Tigers?They aren't really tigers,are they?" said Vadivu.
"Mani, it is Mani even in the movie no, Anna? Please, why not Mani?"
said Priya.
"Money? Enna paisa vasoola?"
"Anna, look at her she is teasing me."
"Ok fine. Mani it is then."
He got the fetch, sit and run alright but the
German Shepherd did not think Mani was worth a Woof!!!
And Gabriel? He is not an angel,"said Arun.
"What about all the Tigers?They aren't really tigers,are they?" said Vadivu.
"Mani, it is Mani even in the movie no, Anna? Please, why not Mani?"
said Priya.
"Money? Enna paisa vasoola?"
"Anna, look at her she is teasing me."
"Ok fine. Mani it is then."
He got the fetch, sit and run alright but the
German Shepherd did not think Mani was worth a Woof!!!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Aries Book Shop - Mylapore,Madras
We visited the shop,one dull afternoon three years ago and discovered books by O V Vijayan,Asokamitran,Raja Rao,Mulk Raj,Dostoevsky and some really fantastic (odd) children's books which are difficult to find in many leading book stores these days.The second hand book shop sold a lot of first hand copies too.It was here that we hit on BFI books discussing films.The shop would throw surprises at us and we never tired of browsing through the various sections.The shop held the simple joy of surprise that a radio still keeps while bursting into a song out of the blue.
The book store , the old thatha, his stray wanderings into the thodi ragam,the rickety fan,the unsettling dust,the smell of old books mingling with that of the fresh gum from the new ones and the books of course- are all gone !!
And in its place stand a monstrosity of a clothes shop.
The dull afternoon remains.
The book store , the old thatha, his stray wanderings into the thodi ragam,the rickety fan,the unsettling dust,the smell of old books mingling with that of the fresh gum from the new ones and the books of course- are all gone !!
And in its place stand a monstrosity of a clothes shop.
The dull afternoon remains.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Tonsils and a weird dream
Green,and long - a mossy tunnel ??? No (turn)
POP !!! - a play gun ? No....!!! (toss)
Murder in the tunnel - No No Not !!! (turn)
dark and cool, bottle green - a forest ? Rama !!! (turn)
a neck , a bottle green neck - a bottle ,a green bottle !!! Yes (turn)
a freshly painted red fingernail making circles on its mouth (too much TV)(toss)
fizzzzzzzzzz - soda ? Yes a green Bottle- Soda Bottle(turn)
and a
round blue gOli nestling in its throat!!(toss)
a stray mosquito hums the morning ragam(toss- turn-stretch-yawn)
And i woke up feeling this odd pain in my neck , no throat
Tonsils the doctor confirms !!
POP !!! - a play gun ? No....!!! (toss)
Murder in the tunnel - No No Not !!! (turn)
dark and cool, bottle green - a forest ? Rama !!! (turn)
a neck , a bottle green neck - a bottle ,a green bottle !!! Yes (turn)
a freshly painted red fingernail making circles on its mouth (too much TV)(toss)
fizzzzzzzzzz - soda ? Yes a green Bottle- Soda Bottle(turn)
and a
round blue gOli nestling in its throat!!(toss)
a stray mosquito hums the morning ragam(toss- turn-stretch-yawn)
And i woke up feeling this odd pain in my neck , no throat
Tonsils the doctor confirms !!
Saturday, October 06, 2007
My Prayer
O Lord! Please strip me off all this cunning,
so i can stand before you with
childish innocence, naked and stunning.
so i can stand before you with
childish innocence, naked and stunning.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Wrong Number!
It must have been 2 p.m in the afternoon when Pandian received a call , nobody spoke for a second, although the line seemed clear.And suddenly, a deep female voice broke into a song.No lyrics or anything just an alapanai , no instruments, just the Alapanai.Before he could ask any further questions she said thank you and cut the call.On calling the number back he received no response.
Many miles away in Nagapattinam, Ilango bought his first cellphone and just after a small pujai was done for it , it rang and everybody ran to it and listened to a deep female voice announcing a splendid atAna ragam.It reminded him of the stage plays where his father played king.
Today iron shop Aruna told us that even they received a call and a voice sang to them.
To her it sounded like a song from old tamil film .
She could not make out if it was a female or male voice but it sounded so nice that they could not ut the phone down,she said.
But i do not know whether or not to believe her.You see, ever since the anonymous calls started making it to the headlines everybody
has an incident to quote.They say these calls just come and go , nobody reports of her speaking and they love her music and voice.i have often wondered about these calls.....
(PMPMPRMGS .......GM
PMPMPRMGS .......PNSR, NSRG,
MP MP MP MP RMGS......)
ah, let me just attend that call and get back to you.
Many miles away in Nagapattinam, Ilango bought his first cellphone and just after a small pujai was done for it , it rang and everybody ran to it and listened to a deep female voice announcing a splendid atAna ragam.It reminded him of the stage plays where his father played king.
Today iron shop Aruna told us that even they received a call and a voice sang to them.
To her it sounded like a song from old tamil film .
She could not make out if it was a female or male voice but it sounded so nice that they could not ut the phone down,she said.
But i do not know whether or not to believe her.You see, ever since the anonymous calls started making it to the headlines everybody
has an incident to quote.They say these calls just come and go , nobody reports of her speaking and they love her music and voice.i have often wondered about these calls.....
(PMPMPRMGS .......GM
PMPMPRMGS .......PNSR, NSRG,
MP MP MP MP RMGS......)
ah, let me just attend that call and get back to you.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Long shorts
I am to join Sri Ramachandra Boys High School tomorrow.We are allowed to wear full pants only from next year , that too real Khakhi - 100 percent .
Amma and Appa do not understand me or love me, else why did they get my shorts stitched so long ?It falls below my knees .I told them to shorten it when we went to Raju Tailors but Amma ignored me saying it would come for 2 more years.Now I wear them so up... up till my neck almost and it is such a problem when PT sir says to inshirt my shirt.Why can't they just understand that it looks so .. awesome .... no no what was that .. aw .. aww .. aweful .. no no .AWkward yes .... AWKWARD....Aiyoooo ......
Amma and Appa do not understand me or love me, else why did they get my shorts stitched so long ?It falls below my knees .I told them to shorten it when we went to Raju Tailors but Amma ignored me saying it would come for 2 more years.Now I wear them so up... up till my neck almost and it is such a problem when PT sir says to inshirt my shirt.Why can't they just understand that it looks so .. awesome .... no no what was that .. aw .. aww .. aweful .. no no .AWkward yes .... AWKWARD....Aiyoooo ......
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
The Wall , Withnail and I (him)
Our wall broke many months back, they came last week and had it up again.Everything everywhere happens slowly and so the house hall has been painted fresh and i have a fine cold .
We watched a movie - Withnail and i which was screened in a theatre nearby and recorded an amazing houseful.
The film was made in 1986 and is about two boys/men Withnail and him (I) who live on pills and odd leftovers from the road in a miserable flat constantly fearing a rat may jump out of their sink.Their joblessness makes them sloth around this ugly home they wish to run away from.They scoot to Withnail's luxuriously fat uncle Monty and drink expensive wine while pretending to listen to his reels of youth, sniffing him out to be gay.The boys get him to let out his country side house for them and hit the road for some "rejuvenation".Their stay in the farm is a laugh riot.The story is funny and dialogues are studded with lovely imagery ,wit and cynicism.
Scroll down for some excerpts :
Withnail: [having just drunk a bottle of lighter fluid] Got any more?
Peter Marwood: No. I have nothing.
Withnail: Liar. What's in your toolbox.
Peter Marwood: Nothing.
Withnail: Liar. You've got antifreeze.
Peter Marwood: You bloody fool. You should never mix your drinks
another one
Peter Marwood: What about whatshisname?
Withnail: What about him?
Peter Marwood: Why don't you give him a call?
Withnail: What for?
Peter Marwood: Ask him about his house.
Withnail: You want me to call whatshisname and ask him about his house?
Peter Marwood: Why not? Withnail: Alright. What's his number?
Peter Marwood: I've no idea. I've never met him.
Withnail: Well neither have I. What the fuck are you talking about?
Movies like these bring out the times so perfectly giving us more than just a peek.Some movies are so real, you feel like you have been caught in their lives and lived it like the movie has it.This one surely has to fall in that category.
i am terribly hungover with its feel.
We watched a movie - Withnail and i which was screened in a theatre nearby and recorded an amazing houseful.
The film was made in 1986 and is about two boys/men Withnail and him (I) who live on pills and odd leftovers from the road in a miserable flat constantly fearing a rat may jump out of their sink.Their joblessness makes them sloth around this ugly home they wish to run away from.They scoot to Withnail's luxuriously fat uncle Monty and drink expensive wine while pretending to listen to his reels of youth, sniffing him out to be gay.The boys get him to let out his country side house for them and hit the road for some "rejuvenation".Their stay in the farm is a laugh riot.The story is funny and dialogues are studded with lovely imagery ,wit and cynicism.
Scroll down for some excerpts :
Withnail: [having just drunk a bottle of lighter fluid] Got any more?
Peter Marwood: No. I have nothing.
Withnail: Liar. What's in your toolbox.
Peter Marwood: Nothing.
Withnail: Liar. You've got antifreeze.
Peter Marwood: You bloody fool. You should never mix your drinks
another one
Peter Marwood: What about whatshisname?
Withnail: What about him?
Peter Marwood: Why don't you give him a call?
Withnail: What for?
Peter Marwood: Ask him about his house.
Withnail: You want me to call whatshisname and ask him about his house?
Peter Marwood: Why not? Withnail: Alright. What's his number?
Peter Marwood: I've no idea. I've never met him.
Withnail: Well neither have I. What the fuck are you talking about?
Movies like these bring out the times so perfectly giving us more than just a peek.Some movies are so real, you feel like you have been caught in their lives and lived it like the movie has it.This one surely has to fall in that category.
i am terribly hungover with its feel.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Let us cover the world with our footprints.
Is it true that, with every footstep we take we leave a piece of ourselves behind?
Then , quicken your steps ,kanna , we have a long way to walk... so we can leave behind a loving, caring earth for our children !!
Ah! somebody from the moon spites at our footprints calling them kidney beans. Well, let him know that his moon is all pock marked !!!
Love (b)
Our love, many years later, will be reborn as a flower.Watch out, that little boy is coming for our heads .
POp !!!pop !!!!
Let us grant him his wish :)
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Bathful of Music
Bath Spa , United Kingdom .
Roman Baths , Cathedrals, Jane Austen centre, 8 crescents are the feathers on the city's cap but i wanted to tell you about something else .....
Bath Spa has great taste in music,i was thrilled to see so many musicians on the streets playing happily,especially old numbers from rock and roll (70s)
One small band of 3 - all in their teens were playing with a cello(pizzicato) , guitar , some jalras and a blow keyboard .Another flutist offered to attempt some
Jethro Tull on my request.Near the abbey a Xylophone played so hauntingly and in the gardens by the Avon they had a "free" flowing wind band play
tunes like April in Paris ,While my guitar gently weeps et al.... oooooo wasn't it love-ly !!!
They were simply refreshing .
Definitely my favorite place.Would go there any day !!!!.
here is the original version of what the 3-teen band were playing on the streets :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHbPD_bXaOA&mode=related&search=
listen to this ...and tell me if the intial badabada or nanana part sounds familiar -
remember the tune and try to slow it down in your hum.... and tell me if it rings any bells...
Roman Baths , Cathedrals, Jane Austen centre, 8 crescents are the feathers on the city's cap but i wanted to tell you about something else .....
Bath Spa has great taste in music,i was thrilled to see so many musicians on the streets playing happily,especially old numbers from rock and roll (70s)
One small band of 3 - all in their teens were playing with a cello(pizzicato) , guitar , some jalras and a blow keyboard .Another flutist offered to attempt some
Jethro Tull on my request.Near the abbey a Xylophone played so hauntingly and in the gardens by the Avon they had a "free" flowing wind band play
tunes like April in Paris ,While my guitar gently weeps et al.... oooooo wasn't it love-ly !!!
They were simply refreshing .
Definitely my favorite place.Would go there any day !!!!.
here is the original version of what the 3-teen band were playing on the streets :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v
listen to this ...and tell me if the intial badabada or nanana part sounds familiar -
remember the tune and try to slow it down in your hum.... and tell me if it rings any bells...
Friday, August 17, 2007
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