Monday, June 27, 2011

180 - movie review

Producer(Prod) of topnotch movie company to his assistant: "Hey..i want to make a movie. Get me a guy who can handle the camera decently"

Assistant(Ass): "Yes sir". Soon the director is identified.

Prod: "Hey Director.how many days your previous movie ran"

Director(Dire):"huh..i am an adman"

Prod (rolls his eyes):"OKAY..how many days your ad ran then"

Dire(looks confused):"Well..almost all days..as long as they sponsor some program in tv"

Prod:"Wow..YOU ARE THE MAN. I want you to make a movie"

Dire(Couldnt believe his ears):"Wow..i..err..wow..thank you. So what kind of.."
Prod interrupts the Dire midway: "I am not done yet. See the budget for the movie is 10 crores ok. Now THAT is going to be the USP of the movie. I want two heroines. Get one who looks bit like Trisha and Neha Dupia mix..my favs..and get one mallu looking heroine..wife is mallu u see. I want some part of the movie to be based abroad and some locally set..that way we can reduce cost you see. Get a new music director and include songs which would keep people guessing which language its been sung"

Before Prod could go any further phone rings.

"hey...in middle of movie discussion..yeah..what? Siddharth..that gayyy..rrrt looking i meant...2 heroines..but..okay okay...sid it wud be" Prod looks at Dire and Ass and bellows.."So you guys heard me right. I want Sidharth as hero for the movie. hmm..where were in the discussion?" and looks pointedly at Ass. Dire looking Ass looks at Dire to rescue both their asses.

"We were deciding on the language for the songs"

"Brilliant. Okay. Costumes should all be the latest brands. Every single scene..every single character should be well dressed..be it a street urchin or the lead character. And art work should be topnotch needless to say. People should be confused whether the characters are living in an apartment or mall. Wardrobes should've more clothes and retail outlets and every bit of furniture should be state of the art. With me so far?"

Dire (wondering whether he will be with the industry after making such a movie):" ellam ok sir. Story????"
"Oh..athuva..Add some romance..emotions..some twists and turns here and there. Guess that much is enough"

And so was the movie "180" made (i hope atleast this much logic was involved in the making)!!

Doctor Hero gets cancer and off he shoots to India to play with kids delivering morning newspapers in Tnagar. Americala cancer vantha Indiala newspaper podra pasangaloda velaadnumngara unamaiya sonnathukaga special kudos to the director. Hero hallucinates dark,bald headed black guy..directorial touch..american YEMADHARMARAJA minus the erumai ofcourse. Why no erumai? Enna..antha oorulalaam roadla maadu not allowed. Logic in story you see. First half heroine suffers head on collision with moffusil bus. She comes out without a scratch in the end. Second half heroine is introduced in an head on collision accident. And yeah you guessed right. No scratch on her too. Doctor hero is diagnosed with cancer..with no tell tale black marks under eyes or blood vomits. Baas...naangallaam evlo kaalama cinemala cancer disease pathi paathavanga. Engaltayevaa. Hero runs to India to escape blackie yeman. But why abroad? Enna..American Yeman has no passport. So hallucination doesnt follow him to India. Indialenthu hero goes back to US for first half heroines treatment..and presto Yeman appears. Logic you see. Hats off to screenplay. Thirumbavum hero wants to escape some faarin kantree..and decides on Brazil. Croocial part. Intha mathiri triplaam epdi decide panraaru hero? He will show two fingers (sathiyamaanga)..athula onna thodanum. Atha vachu he will decide. Itha vida logicaana route irka mudiyuma sollunga paapom? Now to the movie title. Why 180? First half ezhutharthuku oru ninety cutting. second halfku oru 90. Motham 180. Ada..Hero saagarathu aaru maasamnu doctor time kurichathukaga 180 daysnu title irukara logicku ithu thevalanu thonichi athaan.
Padam poora oru extended ad paakara mathirye pheeling. Vuvuzela song picturisation gummu. Only plus point about the movie were the two heroines..hehehe. Yeah yeah..gals will like the movie for Sid. And i had fun time watching it with 2 of my blogmates.

Review: 180 - 120 rupees waste. Wait to watch it in Vijay TV.

P.S: Thala..romba naaaaaaal kazhichi oru movie review. Mannichikunga. Cudnt resist it :)

Saturday, June 25, 2011

FOUNTAINHEAD ~ A book to remember

There are many situations and reasons which make me crave for time travel into past. Future never interests me more as compared to past. Guess it would feel like watching highlights or replays of our own life and of our ancestors. Never i thought, reading a book would make me want to hop into my time machine. But i'vent read Ayn Rand before. Thanks to Durga, i got introduced to FOUNTAINHEAD. Looking at the size of the book, i kept it aside for months and one fine day, being bored to the core, wanted to know, what could be there in that story to be that big in size. And before i could realise i was on to page 100!! Not that the story was racing fast. But the concept, the characterisation and the word play was so refreshing..so bewitching that, right from word go i began to root for David Roark and was eagerly awaiting the next scene where Peter Keating would bite the dust. The best part about the book is that, it is 75 YEARS OLD!!! I triple checked the dates to confirm that its a story told somewhere in the 1940's!!! I was awestruck at the mastery of Ayn Rand. Her philosophy of objectivism and the era when she came up with this concept. This book would have so much ahead of her time that, wonder how many people could actually relate to the characters. But i was equally stumped to know that, this book has been on bestseller list ever since it was released!! I am not going to write a review on this magnificent book for the simple reason that its way beyond my reach. Would request you to give it a patient try like lazing down with a warm massage. I am sure it would pleasure your senses in no less a way. But you need to be really really patient to soak in the concept for its really really vast. And i dont just mean the size.

Some of my fav quotes from Ayn Rand. Love each of them.

My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.

You seek escape from pain.
We seek the achievement of happiness.
You exist for the sake of avoiding punishment.
We exist for the sake of earning rewards.
Threats will not make us function; fear is not our incentive.

It is not death that we wish to avoid, but life that we wish to live.

You, who have lost the concept of the difference, you who claim that fear and joy are incentives of equal power—and secretly add that fear is the more “practical”—you do not wish to live, and only fear of death still holds you to the existence you have damned.

Existence is Identity, Consciousness is Identification

I swear by my life, and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.

So you think that money is the root of all evil? Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can't exist unless there are goods produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears or of the looters, who take it from you by force. Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?

For centuries, the battle of morality was fought between those who claimed that your life belongs to God and those who claimed that it belongs to your neighbors - between those who preached that the good is self-sacrifice for the sake of ghosts in heaven and those who preached that the good is self-sacrifice for the sake of incompetents on earth. And no one came to say that your life belongs to you and that the good is to live it.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Belated Bday wishes thala :)

This blog, though carries the title "Variety is the spice" doesnt fully do justice to the saying. And there is this blog, which is fast becoming the bible for dummies like me, for whom the very B in business sounds boring. The success of this blogger lies in the effortless ease with which he mixes the crux of the topic with subtle earthy humour, in a language which even laymen can pickup. And you dare not straitjacket it as a business theme blog alone. This man gives every decent sports commentator a run for their hard earned money. Right from gilly to golf there is not a sport he doesnt follow. What shines over his genius is his humility. Politeness never looked so good and so true.

Happy bday thala. Hoping to see more and more and more and more posts from you.

Here is a little tribute, if at all it qualifies as one, to the ultimate blogger adored by one and all.

I have never ever turned the business columns in newspapers. NEVER, EVER. To me, business meant B.O.R.I.N.G. Then one day, I read this post:
http://indigoite.blogspot.com/2009/09/csr-in-developing-world-alleviating.html
And was tempted to comment. So, I gave in to the itchy fingers. Indulging that temptation was good. For, I got to read this blog regularly. Never once did it occur to me that it is a business blog. The writer held my attention to the fullest and helped a dumber like I to get a glimpse of the business world. This is one man who can dilute business with humanity and humour, yet holding on the core value of business, and delivering it a whole spectrum of readers. I was so taken by the posts in this blog that I read all the missed posts on one holiday season, starting from his first post and listened to every one of them with keen attention. Not even in my rarest of my dreams would I have believed even if someone told me that I would spend a whole day reading business.

His kindness shines through every comment he posts on every one of our blogs. Even disagreements are done with all due respect. The encouragement that I get through his comments is exemplary of kindness. Whatever crap I write is regarded as a ‘poem’ and the emotionally driven senti posts are regarded as ‘warm writing’. Could it get any politer? To add to all these, when I went hibernating, he mailed me and prodded me to get back.

So, when I went to meet him on 7th Feb 2010, I went there in all due respect that one would have for her teacher. But, this gentleman in blue shirt and black pants with a business case completely broke that image and was at his warmest best as well. Much glad that I got to know business through you, Ramesh! Much glad that in this big and what I regard as an unfair business world, I got to know you and got a whole new perspective of businessmen. I wish and pray much power to your writing, best of health and a long writing career… Happy Birthday!! On this birthday, I promise not to pass any tags to you (Remember the first tag I passed on and how you did that? LOL!!)
~ Dr.Athivasi

Humble, unassuming, principal with unparalleled leadership skills, soft demeanor and much more, all power packed into a package of a tall, lean, unpretentious man – to somebody I admire ardently, many more happy returns of the day! Wish you a wonderful ay and year ahead Ramesh! ~ Durga Narasimhan


Re-read worthy posts of yours on events, varied
Analysis sharp and incisive, 'The Economist' shall agree
Maestro of subjects, far and wide
Express appreciation you do, hallmark of a true guide
Smiles you make us break into, with your Sunday post
Humble you are, worthy of accolades and toast

Wishing you Ramesh, as you tick-tock over one year and enter another. ~a rhyme from Rammmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Simple. Down to earth. Unassuming. Humble and a person who has a quiet charm about him. That is Ramesh for you in a nutshell. A chance meeting in the virtual world, a couple of years back, has blossomed into friendship which I have come to cherish. Many more happy returns of the day, and may you be blessed with all things nice life has to offer. ~ Chotu's mom :)

Dear Thiru, Wish you a very happy birthday and many more to come. Thanks for a lovely blog, which has now become a hangout of sorts. Don't wanna turn this into a 'lifetime achievement award' speech because I know firstly you are not that old, and secondly I am looking forward for more to come. ~ From a true Admirer aka Deepa Kadam :)

Biz Boss
Happy Birthday to you.
Wish all your wishes would come true.
As well as looking forward to a book from your end before your next birthday :)~ zeno

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Chumma-Oru-Try-2

Previous part padikka ingay clickavum

Chumma oru try-1


மன்மதன் ரதி புடை சூழ
மண்ணுலகம் வந்தாள் மேனகை

"காமக்கடவுளே
அமரேந்திரனையே
அச்சம் காண செய்த
அறத்துறவியின்
முழுப்பிறவி பற்றிய
கதையை கூறுவீராக"

கௌசிகனாய் பிறந்து
வசிட்டனை சினந்து
போர் முனைந்து
அதில் தோல்வி அடைந்து
முடி துறந்து
துறவரம் புணர்ந்து
வேள்வியே வாழ்வாயிருந்தான்
சிறந்து

இவன்-
காயத்திரி மந்திரம்
போதித்த பெருமகன்
சீடனோ
சக்ரவர்த்தி திருமகன்
"பலா அதிபலா" கற்றான்
குரு மரியாதை பேணி
அவனே கோதண்டபாணி

சீதை கை பற்ற
உடைத்தான் சிவ தனுசு
சேதி அறிந்து
சிதறியது
பலர் மனசு

சீடனின் திருமணம்
செவ்வனே நடத்தினான்
தவமே துணையாய்
காலம் கடத்தினான்

ஸ்வர்கம் மீண்டான் திரிசங்கு
அவனுக்கு உதவியதில்
இவனுக்கு பெரும் பங்கு
மீண்டும் தன் தபோ பலம் இழந்தான்
அதை புதுப்பிக்க
மும்முரமாய் விழைந்தான்

அவன் வாழ்வில்
அழகாய் வந்தது ஒரு வினை
பெண்மை அதன் தினை
இல்லை அவள் அழகிற்கு இணை
புன்னகையும் பொன் நகையும்
தவழும் மேனி
அவளின் மணம் முகர்ந்து
வாடும் மலர் நாணி
என கூறி முடித்தான் கௌசிகனின் கதை
மேனகை மனதில் விழுந்தது காதலின் விதை

Sunday, June 05, 2011

E Pluribus Unum

A: "Hey you know there is a guy in our apartment who looks ditto like you...slouched back..long face..and a forever-lost-in-thought frown".
B: "Interesting coincidence..You know another coincidence..there is a rabid dog in our street which recently gave birth to a litter and each one of them looks ditto like you..both appearance wise and otherwise..curious??"

The justification to such a not-so-polite response is that, it might be an over the top reaction for an harmless question. But when every tenth person you meet repeats the same it kind of gets on the nerves. That conversation made me wonder. If asked to describe in not more than ten words, how would i describe a person. For that matter even my own self. And not just that. Will that uniquely identify me? We say every person is unique in his/her own way and obviously by the looks too. But when it actually comes to putting it down in words, how do we list down the distinguishing factors? Is it the physical appearance or the behaviour in situations or their personality? Even if its a mix of all the above mentioned options, still it doesnt pick any individual alone as they are all subjective. The word "personality" originates from the Latin word persona, which means mask(Courtsey ~WikiLeaks). So whatever we identify as a personality of a person is something which is bogus and false and cannot be substantiated over every situation possible.

When a person asks "who are you" obviously they dont expect this deep an explanation but when you yourself are the one who is asking the question, guess it begs a little more detail. I went back to the original question. Who am i? First thought which came to mind was Jackie Chan ( For the benefit of Thala Ramesh..WHO AM I is a movie by Jackie Chan :) ) I got bored after a while and was reading some book when i stumbled upon the title of this post 'E Pluribus Unum'. Its the quote written in all Dollar notes, meaning "Out of many, One". That struck me as a possible answer to my question. There are trillions of currency notes abound. And almost every single one of them are ditto match of each other (including the counterfeits :) ) Still, each of them carry their value. A one dollar note might worth just that, like a zillion other notes. But still, that particular note carries the value of one dollar and nothing can take it away from it. And based on exchange rate the value rises or falls. Just like people, whose reactions in crunch situations raises or lowers their value.

I didnt felt like a million bucks, rather a dollar. But i got my answer to some extent :)

Saturday, June 04, 2011

Vox Populi Vox Dei

The title translates to - 'Voice of People is Voice of God'. Supposedly the working motto of any democratic institution. Just like how the pigs did in "Animal Farm", an extra word got conveniently added to the quote and it soon became 'Voice of Select People is Voice of God'. This is what is happening in Indian democracy also. While the fact that millions of people are dying in hunger is a mere statistic and tonnes of food grains are rotting in government godowns is 4th page left corner one paragraph news, "hunger strike" by super special people hogs the media limelight these days. The irony of the fact could not be more hurting. When Gandhiji went on strike in post independent India, Nehruji wryly commented on the cost of keeping one man hungry as millions thronged the pandal where Gandhiji was fasting. The crowd which came in were united in their zeal and were staunch believers of the principles of the Mahathma. Those faceless millions didnt pose for any photographs nor were the intention to garner any publicity. By generalising the selfless act of the erstwhile generation, i am not demeaning the honest few, who actually believe that they can weed out corruption, by joining hands with these attention seekers. But it irritates the hell out of me to see people waving hands and smiling at cameras while sitting on the dais, totally oblivious to the seriousness of the reason why the event is happening in first place and shamelessly garnering free publicity. It brings me back to the title of the topic and its current relevance in the changed environment. We as a mob, always always needed a messiah to deliver us from our sufferings. We as a mob are irresponsible idiots to surrender the power to rule us without bothering to validate the profile of the nominee. We as a mob are downright foolish to deify those who have been elected to SERVE us and treat them as demi gods. Do we really deserve to have our opinions voiced is a question which begs an answer.