(ramu continues)Yours is an arranged marriage a or ummm .... lovvvvaaa ?
Somu : Well, we arranged for it and our parents loved it .
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Silly Superstitions
Blink :A grey rat crossed my path .
Bat : Oh ! thats a good Omen . It warns you of a black cat that might have followed her .
Blink : ( smirk................sigh!)
Bat : Oh ! thats a good Omen . It warns you of a black cat that might have followed her .
Blink : ( smirk................sigh!)
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Postman, please come and pick it up and put it in his pocket
Dear Mr. Caterpillar,
Please leave my mandarin orange plants alone . I have been taking care of them for the past five years .It is a pain to see you and your family chewing away at the leaves every morning and evening .
Thankyou ,
yours sincerely
ranjani.
Please leave my mandarin orange plants alone . I have been taking care of them for the past five years .It is a pain to see you and your family chewing away at the leaves every morning and evening .
Thankyou ,
yours sincerely
ranjani.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Mylapore meengal
Watched fish fighting for pori urundai at the Mylapore tank .
Its a lovely sight and you can stand there and watch until the kombed watchman drives you away with his stick .
P.S : Please make sure you dispose of the plastic covers though .
Its a lovely sight and you can stand there and watch until the kombed watchman drives you away with his stick .
P.S : Please make sure you dispose of the plastic covers though .
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
The infinity of Grace - O V Vijayan
To discover India , to respect her past , to know lives , to feel love,
to learn grace .....
... to better your understanding of life.
to learn grace .....
... to better your understanding of life.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
The Progressive Classic
The lovers sat on the deserted riverside,the full moon above them.
He held her close.Their lips met.
'Darling', she said ,'there is something on my mind'.
'Tell me precious',he said.
'Have you read Karl Marx's Das Kapital?'
'I haven't .I have been wanting to.'
He began undoing her blouse.
'Have patience',she said.'Let us read Kapital.I brought it along with me.'
He took his hand off her and said,'As you wish.'
They lit a lamp by the riverside and began reading.
'.................................................................................................................................................................
................................'
After many months,when they had finished the four volumes of Kapital,he resumed his petting.
'I love you',she said.
The moon shone over them.
*
Post script : Readers are requested to get hold of four volumes of Das Kapital and fill in the blanks.If they do so,this little story will become the lengthiest Socialist-realist novel in contemporary literature.
*
- O.V.Vijayan
He held her close.Their lips met.
'Darling', she said ,'there is something on my mind'.
'Tell me precious',he said.
'Have you read Karl Marx's Das Kapital?'
'I haven't .I have been wanting to.'
He began undoing her blouse.
'Have patience',she said.'Let us read Kapital.I brought it along with me.'
He took his hand off her and said,'As you wish.'
They lit a lamp by the riverside and began reading.
'.................................................................................................................................................................
................................'
After many months,when they had finished the four volumes of Kapital,he resumed his petting.
'I love you',she said.
The moon shone over them.
*
Post script : Readers are requested to get hold of four volumes of Das Kapital and fill in the blanks.If they do so,this little story will become the lengthiest Socialist-realist novel in contemporary literature.
*
- O.V.Vijayan
Monday, May 08, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
BCL - Madras
They travelled a lot but they did not take any pictures . They did not take trains , they hated flights .They did not need a car or a bus .Ugh! no! they did not like the idea of being pulled through the streets by another man .
They walked to British council library on that wet day .
They returned books at the counter and stood transfixed looking at a collage of pictures .
Out of the drain hole , into time , sliding through a bangle , swirling in
a cup of coffee,onto the rings of smoke ,reaching upto the ceiling
fan,
jumped into bubble smiling as the sun hit their faces,splat on a coin
being tossed up and down,
napping in a flattened pondicherry lamp,
kicking pebbles rounded by the rivers ,rolling in laddoes covered wet with
greedy tongues,
each slid from either sides of her brow and splashed red
into her bindi ,juggled a bit with saturn and her moons ,
flew all over the park on a green frisbee with shakthiman stickers ,
they played white in the
seas churned by the grinder,
resonated a bit on the Oms in a yogaclass ,
up and down the pepsi crown they marched ,
crtl+C out of infinite loops and finally settled on the Os ,
an 'O' each on a plate that read Books -return/issue
and felt a fierce nudge asking them to move on .
They walked to British council library on that wet day .
They returned books at the counter and stood transfixed looking at a collage of pictures .
Out of the drain hole , into time , sliding through a bangle , swirling in
a cup of coffee,onto the rings of smoke ,reaching upto the ceiling
fan,
jumped into bubble smiling as the sun hit their faces,splat on a coin
being tossed up and down,
napping in a flattened pondicherry lamp,
kicking pebbles rounded by the rivers ,rolling in laddoes covered wet with
greedy tongues,
each slid from either sides of her brow and splashed red
into her bindi ,juggled a bit with saturn and her moons ,
flew all over the park on a green frisbee with shakthiman stickers ,
they played white in the
seas churned by the grinder,
resonated a bit on the Oms in a yogaclass ,
up and down the pepsi crown they marched ,
crtl+C out of infinite loops and finally settled on the Os ,
an 'O' each on a plate that read Books -return/issue
and felt a fierce nudge asking them to move on .
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Aesthetics
Dandi and Kalidasa were contemporary poets in the court of Vikramaditya .
One day the king , sensing Dandi's jealousy towards Kalidasa called the two of them and asked them to verse a one liner of the words " There is a dry tree standing here "
Dandi jumped up to the challenge with a dry staccatto verse - "Shushkovrikshathistatyagre".
Dandi's jealousy died when Kalidasa aesthitically responded with "Neerasataruruhavilasithabimbe".
(excerpts from mami's music class)
One day the king , sensing Dandi's jealousy towards Kalidasa called the two of them and asked them to verse a one liner of the words " There is a dry tree standing here "
Dandi jumped up to the challenge with a dry staccatto verse - "Shushkovrikshathistatyagre".
Dandi's jealousy died when Kalidasa aesthitically responded with "Neerasataruruhavilasithabimbe".
(excerpts from mami's music class)
Kalidasa
Dandi and Kalidasa were contemporary poets in the court of Vikramaditya .
One day the king , sensing Dandi's jealousy towards Kalidasa called the two of them and asked them to verse a one liner of the words " There is a dry tree standing here "
Dandi jumped up to the challenge with a dry staccatto verse - "Shushkovrikshathistatyagre".
Dandi's jealousy died when Kalidasa aesthitically responded with "Neerasataruruhavilasithabimbe".
(excerpts from mami's music class)
One day the king , sensing Dandi's jealousy towards Kalidasa called the two of them and asked them to verse a one liner of the words " There is a dry tree standing here "
Dandi jumped up to the challenge with a dry staccatto verse - "Shushkovrikshathistatyagre".
Dandi's jealousy died when Kalidasa aesthitically responded with "Neerasataruruhavilasithabimbe".
(excerpts from mami's music class)
Friday, March 17, 2006
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Expect the unexpected
Sowmya's catcheri at Ananthapadmanabhaswamy Temple began with the oft heard Vathapi Ganapathim Bhajeham , Varanasyam varapradam Sri,
Waaaahthapi !!! which had my heartbeat at a normal 75 per minute .
and then followed -bootaadi sam sEvita caraNam |
boota bowdika prapanca baraNam ||
and then marched veetaraagiNam vinata yOginam (shree) |
vishva kaaraNam vigna vaaraNam || and then the
praNava svaroopa vakratunDam |
nirandaram niDala candra kaNDam |
nija vaamakara vidrutEkshutanDam |
karaambuja paaSa beejaapooram |
kaloosha vidhooram bootaahaaram |
haraadi guruguha tOshita bimbam |
hamsadhwani booshita hErambam ||
and suddenly there was
| silence (for 1-8 ,3 beats ) GPNSR... hamsadwani booshitham herambam ...
... what surprise ....!!!!!and 73..74 … skip !
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Ravelstein - Saul Bellow
A wonderful book .
Abe Ravelstein, a professor with an ardent student following, writes a book on his friend's (Chick) suggestion ,that turns him a millionaire.Abreast with the politics of the great world , supplemented with his own opinions and a penchant for fancy , he asks Chick to write his biography .
Their friendship :
"We were perfectly open with each other.You could speak your mind without offending.On either side there was nothing too personal ,too shameful to be said ,nothing too nasty or criminal.I did feel at times that he was sparing me his most severe judgements if I wasn't just then ready to stand up under them.I used to spare him, too.But it gave me tremendous relief to be as plain and clear with him as I would be about myself about weak or vicious things.In self-understanding he was well ahead of me.But every personal discussion turned fimally into good ,clean nihilistic fun ."
Every bit engaging through my rocky bus ride and every now hoping my father does not find out the sambar stain on page 31 .
Abe Ravelstein, a professor with an ardent student following, writes a book on his friend's (Chick) suggestion ,that turns him a millionaire.Abreast with the politics of the great world , supplemented with his own opinions and a penchant for fancy , he asks Chick to write his biography .
Their friendship :
"We were perfectly open with each other.You could speak your mind without offending.On either side there was nothing too personal ,too shameful to be said ,nothing too nasty or criminal.I did feel at times that he was sparing me his most severe judgements if I wasn't just then ready to stand up under them.I used to spare him, too.But it gave me tremendous relief to be as plain and clear with him as I would be about myself about weak or vicious things.In self-understanding he was well ahead of me.But every personal discussion turned fimally into good ,clean nihilistic fun ."
Every bit engaging through my rocky bus ride and every now hoping my father does not find out the sambar stain on page 31 .
Thursday, March 02, 2006
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