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Needhane En Ponvasandham - My opinion

The movie began with deafening roars,  claps and whistles from the audience - not for the hero - but for Santhanam. This man is clearly the fav of the masses.  The movie is all about the emotional outbursts between Varun (Jeeva) and Nithya(Samantha) . They fight,  break up,  meet up after sometime and again fight - break up and there u go...  That's all the movie is about. It did look cute,  when it began and slowly it turned out to be totally annoying. The crowd became restless even before the interval and there were disaapointed voices from the audience like " Gautam ku enna da aachu?  " , " Machi ! Idu theatre la oru vaaram kooda thaangadhu polaye" , etc... I leave the rest to your assumption.  This movie is completely Samantha-centric and she is gorgeous at times and also the other way around . ["Kudutha kaasukku mattum nadima plz " - audience voice. ] Jeeva is just the usual romantic - dude!!  Nothing worth mentioning there.  The music is th

Creature of Anger

  A war is raging . Echoes of shrieking from a creature of madness . Running berserk and smashing everything around . It pays no heed to the voices of redemption . Its is trying to rip itself open to release the frustration . A war is raging , in my mind . Can no longer take it , can no longer control it . The walls of my mind keep breaking down . The creature’s prison shattered to pieces .It keeps biting and kicking , slamming against everything . It had drowned out the day , making its miserable . Music , movies and nothing couldn’t stand in its way . The exiled creature is back to claim its price after years . A day long torment wont be enough , it asks for more . A small sign of weakness , disappointment and hurt , the sense of isolation and abandonment has eased the walls of its prison . I can feel the earth tremble below my eyes or is it me trembling . Its growling is making me mad . I have to imprison it or sink it down , I cannot let it loose or it will waste everything .

Pushing the limit

  No one knows anyone completely , we choose what to show and what to see . There are always some exceptions to this like our Mom , Dad or a very close friend who you have given the keys to open many doors of our life . I cannot comment on how the Gen-Pop is , but I do no trust anyone with those keys that easily . There are always tests before you get to trust someone completely and let them in and there is always someone , who just directly gets into your heart , you cant explain why but that always happens . There are always some people in everyone’s life who just earn our trust in a very short time and become our world outside family , sometimes as everything . In my case , it’s a friend . Many walls around me ,just turned to dust for him . This level of trust and the “no-limit” relationship is new to me . I had serious doubts , I just couldn’t believe myself that I smashed and changed so many for him . My friend sensed my perturbations . No explanations could convince me or eras

Billa 2 Movie Review – A Random Juggling of Suits , Bullets and Blood

What’s It About ! A Srilankan Refugee with the thirst to be more and to be better , moves up the ladder to become one of the most feared Dons by eliminating all those who he thinks , are his enemies. Actually he moves up ,pretty darn slow !!! Analysis : When they re-made the yesteryear Billa , there was so much expectations around it and it did deliver what was expected and acquired a cult status . Now we have Billa-2 , supposedly the first Prequel in Indian Cinema - a movie about the Don’s history . Chakri Toleti , given such a huge opportunity has miserably failed to deliver a worthy prequel . Billa wants to be a DON and he becomes one is the storyline . But how did he come to the level , should have been dealt with much care , rather than a dumb screenplay and nothing but murder all over . Be it the hero or the villains , there is no proper characterization . Everyone just comes , walks around and dies . Though the first half is manageable , the second half is a total disa

A change of Idea…of Shirts …of Pants

  If there is one thing that can leave you terribly confused , than calculus or algebra , its choosing your dress . I have many personal experiences where my friends used to spend hours in a store confused , to pick the perfect one . When it comes to formal clothing , first I go with the shirt and then hunt for a suitable pant  , and I believe that how most guys would do it . Ready-mades are much less easier to choose from than selecting your fabric and get it tailored . Usually when I go to a store , I pick my clothes in less than 15 minutes . I was very lanky then , so didn’t give too much importance to clothing as anything I wear would look loose or just plainly not-perfect . We even had a gang in college , the gang of skinnies . We prayed to God, seeked his blessings , discussed on what to eat and find out all the possible options out there , but exercise was a strict NO . But at the end of 3rd year in college , GOD decided to show his grace and sent me some fat from heaven . N

Its not just a card game

It was very late . I thought I had to leave the office alone , without any company . The day was very tiring , it would really be good if there was someone to talk to until I reach home . But , today was late and everyone has already left except the hard truth that I have to go alone . I was walking to the gate when a friendly voice called my name . It was my college mate Vishwa . I was lifted with comfort in seeing a person I have spent 4 years of my life with , especially now , when I badly wanted someone. We were in the same hostel . He is big talker , all that I needed now . And as always he began with his ever so funny way and slowly turned my course towards him , moving far far away from work . I can think about and worry about work later , it can wait . Now I have my friend here , with me and I am going to make sure every second is well used . He lives near my place with his friends , as do I . He got off the bus and gave me a big bye . I thanked him in my mind, smiling .

Traffic violations–What happens if

  In response to my previous post , many friends of mine wanted to write a post about what actually happens when you are caught for dis-obeying traffic rules . So , here it is . Before I actually get into the topic , I wish to set a few things clear . Traffic police , as in any other departments has hierarchies .There are levels of supervision and each is held responsible to answer the the one under its control . These people in general , work for much longer hours than anyone (usually depending on the place they are in-charge of) . They have their tasks assigned . A particular number of cases are expected to be filed by them . Now this number usually comes with the statistics of the average number of such incidents and to make sure that this avg number is handled to keep things under , if not total control , at least to some level . So what actually happens when you are caught .The personnel who is directly monitoring these traffic finds such people and takes them to their superior

Just Fear and No Responsibility

  There are many places when you find people responding and bowing down just to threats , cash and fear and not to what is humane . Everything looks fine and seems to be in order , when there is someone around to hold things in chains , trying to control . People just pretend as though they obey but that’s one big sick joke .The moment the chains break or let loose , things go berserk . One thing that deeply bothers me is the traffic . In day light , I don’t  think we can bring timings in here , so , it would be apt this way : When there is someone watching you, ready to fine you for even the smallest signs of disobedience , everything appears normal and as how it should be . But most talk badly on these traffic personnel . All that we care is that we are losing money , and not that we have failed to follow rules devised for our safety . Please do note that , I am talking only about things that are legit . Corruption among these people is an entirely different topic (Even if so , we

The Goldilocks Network

  An article I was reading recently in a magazine (New Scientist) had this discussed . Now all of us have heard about Goldilocks and the three bears . In that story she finds a bed that is by all means suitable after trying a few . Now the topic that I'm going to discuss here has its roots in that story .  It is always said that a person can be judged by his friends . That is because friends are the most influential people in our life . They know us and so we share &  discuss everything with them . It is also a fact that the world greatest personalities are inspired by their peers and rivals . Now if we start to search about their social connections , it has a mix of people who are neither too close nor too strange . Great deeds often require lightning strikes of inspiration . We cannot be creating these on our own like Zeus , but we can lay the ground work for it : Our social circles . Strangers have often proved to be an unusual source of inspiration and ideas . The key li

Regina Spektor - "All The Rowboats"

Couldn't get this song out of my mind .... It just got into me .... First it was Regina's The Call (Narnia) , then i looked into her other works , found Samson  (Begin to Hope) , Love Affair (11:11) and now this ... nice to hear ...

Is Lord Ram the culprit ???

The Caste system in India has long prevailed and has been a dirty devil to play with . The politicians however seem to have signed a pact with the devil and use it as a perfect tool to muster up votes during elections . Too many movies were taken and far too many poets and activists tried their hand in vanquishing the devil , but they were mere nudges , not the actual PUSH our people require . How to eliminate one is a whole different story altogether .. what I was more concerned about was where it all began . There were so many reasons , ideologies & theories , but most had their roots in Hindu mythology . Varnas , which were introduced to sort and assign duties to people and result in efficient socio-management , finally resulted as a never-ending entangled coil of web . Lord Ram who was considered to be a supreme and a most efficient ruler , has been a great supporter of one . The Shambuka incident clearly suggests that he did support the caste system by slaying a Sudra who

The key to memories

  It is really fascinating how even small things can remind us of something big and how they serve as clues to bring together the scattered pieces of a puzzle . I realized this very recently . The bus stop , a broken pen , an old bus ticket that somehow remained in your wallet , a song , anything can be the key to your memories . I just started to ponder upon this , when I very accidentally came through an album of Enya . This was the album that encapsulates my training memories –the very beginning phase of work . New friends , especially THE one , the rain , the long walks to bus stop , the treats in the food court the very first salary , the happiness of being financially independent , the tests ( God!! I wish I forget those ) .  It is just enchanting how a song can remind me of so many things and letting those memories become alive again , as if watching a video .   The way our mind works – Splendid !!!

It all has finally come together

  Truth be told , I just couldn't get around the fact that my friend lost the very book , I was asking of him , since long . If you are regular visitor and if by chance you have noticed , I have been rambling and going on and on about a novel – a trilogy actually . It was almost a year gap between the first and the second book . My interest in the book intrigued  many people I know , especially the one who gifted me the others . Seeing me , absorbed in the book , made them more curious and they wanted to give the series a try . And so I began , the search for the long lost book , possibly with the person who rendered it to me . I was soon confirmed of its presence with him . Then came the difficult part . People kept asking for the book , my friend kept forgetting to bring it to me .It just seemed like pressure to accomplish delivering the book . Now yesterday , the day me and my friend usually meet , I kept reminding him via texts and finally by noon , a text came , “Sorry . I s

Lady Gabriella Betarrini

  A sketch of the main character from Waterfall – River of Time #1 book . Really liked Gabi a lot . So here I present to you , Lady Gabriella Betarrini , from my imagination .  

I am Gifted !!!!

http://rharikumar.blogspot.in/2011/09/i-wish-to-be-gifted.html My wish finally came true .I was finally gifted , at an unexpected time from an unexpected person . A Novel of the Gifted – gifted for me !!!! I have been going on and on about a particular book , for a long time and was trying desperately hard to find the rest two books in the series but I wasn't ready to spend more than 500 on one book , so I kept searching the net for months but in vain .All that I could find was more than 700 INR – Nope !! Definitely not that much for a book . As usual , I let this news , my longing and the unending search , slip into the ears of a few people in my team , hoping they would be able to find them (nearly impossibly , but still worth trying) , in the libraries they visit . The first book The Begotten , came to me via a friend , so why not expect and hope that their libraries would miraculously end my search . Now that’s said and done . I was trying to fish it out from the ne

The name is Siva .

*If any of you have any idea of making fun , I suggest you not to go ahead . Please close this page and help yourselves . I don’t like to joked at when im talking something serious .   There are only a few people who you argue with and never care about the effects , yell or show your anger and be an open book and blindly depend on ,for comfort . I have found yet another special person in my very short list of such people . I have mentioned and wrote about few in my blog before , now its time for the new friend to go down in my history . With this person , I have realized that it doesn’t take time to find a true friend in someone . The friendship given to me , made me realize , at times , if I deserve all these . Because , I cant even think of doing such things . For a person who doesn’t fail to make you understand that you are very important , you can push aside anything and do anything to give at least a part of his care and friendship , back . Each phase of my life has offer

Bus Diaries : A special travel to home

I decided that I am not going by office bus today and would take MTC bus , for I didn’t get time to meet any of my friends . Not being able able to meet them , when they were on leave is a different story , but today , they were there waiting for me and I just couldn’t miss spending time with them . Rushed to our meeting spot , and found all of them greeting me with their usual friendly smile .(Nikitha , Anand , Siva , Mohana , Aishwarya) After a few minutes of chit-chat there , we started to leave , as it would take a long time for me to reach home . All these people stay at almost 1/2 hour distance from our office .  At the very sight of the Shuttle bus (bus service from the office to the bus stop outside the campus ) , we all began to ran , as it is usually hard to get seat in a shuttle bus at this time . We rushed and hopped on to the bus , to find that there was no driver there . All those running was for nothing . Everyone let out a huge sigh and we occupied the last row .

Change

  I opened up my writer tool and just sat there confused on what to write , what to hold and how to hide in the words . The blinking lights on my modem caught my attention and soon the two lights became six . I was lost in thoughts . The lights soon transformed into many fireflies and rose above . I was sure that I was dreaming , but I just couldn’t snap out of it . The more I tried to get out , more brighter they became and started floating right in front of my face . Each bubble of light , joined together and appeared to transform into what seemed like a human figure , bright , glowing and unrecognizable . It was at the same time , a shadow rose behind the light , smiling at me . Dark enough to subdue the brightness . Both lifted their hands towards me , waiting for me to take it . I hesitated . The brightness soon began to flicker . I began to think that the luminous figure is not so real after all , for behind all this glow there was darkness , a huge one . I started to wonder if

The Obvious Truth

Well, where do i start? I have always wondered why good relationships break.. be it good friendship or any other... why do people get so mad on their closest ones and sometimes even get to the extent of not even being able to look at the person for the rest of their lives... I have been obsessing about these since my college days. Then i started to think. What is the reason behind a fight.. well we are definitely not concerned about the scenarios here. I mean the mindset.... What goes wrong there? When we hear good things about others, we acknowledge it by jus nodding along... well basically we don't react much... On the contrary, when we hear something bad about anyone, we do more than jus nodding along.. Well our closest ones are in no exception.. Only difference being that when it comes to judging our closed ones we jus don listen to strangers.. but when it comes out from another close friend of ours.. God save the other guy... So, what is the reason behind

The irony of client visit

Yesterday : The team was abuzz and running around busy and serious , making preparations for the client visit tomorrow . Right from setting up sign boards & posters to cleaning up our desks , almost everyone was busy doing something . Around 7 p.m , a new mail notification with a critical symbol , started blinking at us from our monitors . It was from our project manager , asking us to come by 9 am tomorrow ( which is almost an hour earlier than our usual time ) , well - groomed . Today : Today we all gathered in the office by around 8 - which is actually the in-time for the first bus , the next one is only at 10 , so we could afford to miss the first one . After breakfast and some usual chit-chat to ward off the sleep still clinging on to our eyes , we started our work and simultaneously awaiting the client visit to our workplace . The clock was ticking and there was no sign any whites , even after lunch . Anxious and irritated we sat still waiting wondering , " Even

The Temptation and the new friend

  Temptation is  quite a hard thing to resist . It was right there in front of my eyes , settled beautifully under a tree . In the only place , that could offer a cold breeze among the others where sun reigns and takes fun in making us sweat and run towards shade , it stays , adding an eerie feel to the spot . I wanted to go and touch it , may be play with it , but was worried about what people might think or say . It is certainly not the thing a grown-up like me would do . So with all my might , I tried to push the thought to the back of my head . It was hard , to try not to do something that you desperately wanted to do and that too , everyday - Blimey !!! Its hard . But today , I couldn't . I decided that I shall do it today , strolled towards it slowing looking around making note of what all is happening around me , and if there would be any potential stalkers or if anyone would actually be interested in what I'm gonna do .  The spot is at the left corner of a west-fac

The Amazing Mr.Holmes

Dear me !! This modern Mr.Holmes is just fascinating . I have always been a fan of the crime and mystery solving lot . But this one, is way beyond everything . I took a special interest in TV series when all the Jick , Jack and Jones of my college talked about FRIENDS , non-stop . Their long talks about the series drove me nuts and yes i wanted to bring something against it . After a humongous  task of reading the reviews and finding the download links , i chose to start Fringe . I was sure it had the juice and yes it did . And very soon , I created a fringe sensation in my college . Ya ! You could say im proud of it , heads high - if you would prefer to call it that way . After meeting the notorious Mr.Castle and the splendid Mentalist - Mr.Jane and his friend Red John (very interesting chap ), i had the opportunity to meet Mr.Holmes . I was initially alarmed of the duration , which is 1.30 for an episode , but it seriously is worth it . Ok . This Sherlock initially loo

When it all ends

  Blood splashed over his face as his sword sliced a head off its body . Breathing heavily and gasping for air , he felt like he was on flames . His magnificent strength can take more lives . He was just getting started . Everything  around him was red . Rejoicing the end of one of his enemies , he marched forward with his sword held high . Many came running towards him , only to taste the essence of his blade . An arrow brushed past his hair . He turned back and threw his sword which landed on his skull . He went back and pulled his sword , leaving a big gash in his head , blood gushing out . He stood there , watching the light leave his eyes . He despised these spineless backstabbers . Circled by a group of archers , he stood there motionless . He looked around and his lips curled up to a big grin , on seeing the fear in their eyes and the sweat trickling down their heads . In just a flash , he split  his sword , revealing a double blade and he was waiting for them to make the firs

Times to Keep

  A sense of urgency suddenly flooded me , it usually does this time of the evening . I looked at my watch . It was 6.30 . "6.30 !!!???!! Already !! " , I gasped . I still had so much to do , so much to finish . But still  I can't hold my feet in the office after 7 , 7.10 maximum . So I rushed up , finished as much as I could and rushed out of my desk , texting  : " wru ? I'll be out in a min " . I was near the door , when I mobile beeped with the txt msg , " Im out . you come out soon . " When I opened the door , there he was - Siva , sitting on the stone bench smiling warmly as always  . After an apology for making him wait , we dashed down the subway to the parking area , which is the easiest access for all the buildings in the complex . "Gunda !!! Née overa vela seiyura da ippo .. Suthama seri illa " , complained shiva . This was an usual statement . After a blunt reply as always , our conversation moved on to other topics ,

The Irony of Global Village

An event which was planned to give an exposure to the culture of different nations , turned out to be something like this :

In ruins

In the land of seven realms , it's a tradition that all the prince and princess , the heir to the royal throne or of the royal blood get trained together in the land of Ivanah . Ivanah , is a land that belongs to no realm . It has kept its peace undamaged for a thousand years even at times of war among the kings . It's a safe haven for all . It is for that reason and the belief that when all the noble blood get to learn things together it would result in a fruitful political endeavor and to know and understand , other potentially powerful heirs of the realms which might prove beneficial in times of distress to manipulate one's move . This time , the end of the white season , the training begins in all the categories like magic , swordplay , politics and battle strategy . The land of Ivanah was all set to receive the royal line of all the realms . No cadet from one realm is allowed to see the other until the beginning ceremony . It was The day , the day of beginning .

Just another post !!

  It's been quite a long time since I have posted something in my blog . I seriously miss blogging these days . My work is consuming most of my time , not that I'm totally busy , but still , the travel and stuff leaves me with very less time for blogging . At times , when something noteworthy happens I decide to post them in my blog , but as time goes , I gradually lose interest in that and that special moment takes a walk through the forgot lane . Enough with the laments !!!! Coming to how things that  have been going , I'm enjoying my work . New friends , new stuffs everyday . Somehow or the other , u keep growing and changing everyday . Everyday , every person u meet gives you something to take . It's quite amusing when u put in some thought towards it. College made me less sensitive to stuff that doesn't require any attention and very few people in college helped me with chiseling out the negatives off me . While , work has made me to be open for all thoughts