veryone. I have always felt till now that It s not written like that for me and to this time, I have been proved that no luck works for me. The screenplay.. the story had a pretty good pace. Based on the novel Q&A.. And ARR has bagged the golden globe award for Best original score for this movie. But everyone knows that ARR has given a lot more than this yet they are unknown to the otherside of the world. Good ! how good it will be if you knowwhat you will become. or how good it will be if you know what you want to become. If you get to know either of this, you will get to know the other too :) Now, I am what? A Slumdog What?
Friday, January 16, 2009
Slumdog What!!
I just watched slumdog millionaire. I n office. Good movie. I also think it is written or it is just it will not happen to e
veryone. I have always felt till now that It s not written like that for me and to this time, I have been proved that no luck works for me. The screenplay.. the story had a pretty good pace. Based on the novel Q&A.. And ARR has bagged the golden globe award for Best original score for this movie. But everyone knows that ARR has given a lot more than this yet they are unknown to the otherside of the world. Good ! how good it will be if you knowwhat you will become. or how good it will be if you know what you want to become. If you get to know either of this, you will get to know the other too :) Now, I am what? A Slumdog What?
veryone. I have always felt till now that It s not written like that for me and to this time, I have been proved that no luck works for me. The screenplay.. the story had a pretty good pace. Based on the novel Q&A.. And ARR has bagged the golden globe award for Best original score for this movie. But everyone knows that ARR has given a lot more than this yet they are unknown to the otherside of the world. Good ! how good it will be if you knowwhat you will become. or how good it will be if you know what you want to become. If you get to know either of this, you will get to know the other too :) Now, I am what? A Slumdog What?
Friday, January 2, 2009
This time.... To God
Hey you.. the so called God!! Listen .. this post is for you. If at all you know how to surf the net, do go through this post... It is on red alert to get your attention. I have so many questions for you. I donno if you are there or not. This s just a proactive measure from my side to make u realise the mistakes you have done. Hmmm first tell me on what basis have you designed the concept of life and death? What are the framerules used? Did you ever review your design? In any case, I want you to enjoy a life time imprisonment.. wondering why? you still dint realise what a great blunder you have done.. Do you ever spend time to see the current affairs on earth? Do you see how people, who dont deserve even a single bread, enjoying the life to the fullest? Do you ever see the accidental death of a father in a middle class family? Do you ever see how life changes for the family members after that? Do you ever see the fatal road accident of a close friend who always takes caution while driving? Do you ever see the pain people go thru after such a death? Do you ever see the murder of innocent girls and guys due to imbalance in relationships? Do you ever see the death of 3 yr old gal because she was raped? Did you see the recent terror scenes sweeping the country? enna thaan yaa panra nee? Unmailiye nee irunthaa, this year I am rating you as a very poor performer. No hike and No Bonus.
Friday, February 1, 2008
OOTY Trip
I wonder how I missed to post about the Ooty trip.. That was some nine months back. There came a chance to freak out in and around ooty for three days, in the name of classmate’s sister’s wedding which was on a fine Monday, May 28. The plan was to roam about on that Saturday and Sunday and then give attendance at the wedding and then roam a while and leave.
On this evening of a Friday, May 25, it was raining cats and dogs as I hurried through Bangalore central for some last minute shopping. It took me roughly an hour for completing the purchase and gosh!! It was still raining. No autowala was ready for hire. Having left with the only option of using my femur, tibia and toes, I walked back to office, along the
residency road and m.g.road footpaths. I took my vehicle and I ‘pepped’ towards home in the heavy rain. At last, I reached home but the clock was cruel enough to show a big 9. Bloody, the bus was scheduled to arrive at around 10.30. Dried my clothes, stuffed my bag with whatever I could see in those minutes. In between, was getting messages from my friend, forwards and enquiries if I had started, if I had recharged my mobile. As it sounded like really an exciting trip for us after a long gap, interaction was scaling great heights. I also made efforts to show tat m tensed, hurrying up..etc., to my friend. Bid my roommates, rushed outside (again in rain), my cargos getting wet and muddy.. I reached the travels office, tensed and excited. After getting settled in the bus, I was busy sending cry-cry messages to my friend, that there is a stout guy seated next to me. My friend at the other end was happily sending me one more bad news that only one room was available at the guest house at coorg, till the next evening. Gosh!! I am going to have a tough time.. I was to join my friends @ coimbatore and then head towards ooty J
There was some problem in the bus.. some hotch potch.. dispute between the passengers of two buses.. after that hotch potch was over, I got down at Gandhipuram, CBE. Saw my friends. Went to Gowrisankar Annapoorna, stuffed in something. Then I got to chit chat with my friend at city bus stand while others were in search of some taxi which would take us to ooty.
We got a taxi.. me seated in front by the side of driver while the other guys were behind.. playing cards.. How mean the guys are.. hmmm…we reached ooty.. we got a guest house arranged.. It was at a very beautiful location. I haven’t seen such beautiful valleys before in my life. We ate something.. went out for sight seeing.. enjoyed and came back. The guys were already ready with the drinks. The rest of the friends also joined in the mean time. Most of them were steady even after having a full bottle of beer. It was tom who was a bit unsteady when he started having his second round of beer.
Obviously, It was time for some really good and really weird philosophies and discussions. It was the first time in life I sat among people who were drinking. But it was fun to see them blabbering. Next day too, we went for sight seeing.. My thoughts were getting very poetic coz of the scenic beauty.. I managed to note down a few of them in my diary now n then. We took snaps wherever and however possible. Came back.. played antakshari.. exchanged gifts. Next day, as expected, the wedding was over before we went to the marriage hall. We gave the gift, waited for breakfast, stuffed something and started for our way back. Searched for some cabs, played antakshari, dumbcharades all the way through. We went to Mahe’s house, had a nice meal.. spent some time in the fields and started to cbe. We reached cbe and bid goodbye to each other. All the Chennai guys left. Only myself and my roommate at Bangalore was left behind. I was just recollecting the sweet haunting memories of the three day trip.. It was indeed a good break amidst the monotonous life.. Real good moments.
On this evening of a Friday, May 25, it was raining cats and dogs as I hurried through Bangalore central for some last minute shopping. It took me roughly an hour for completing the purchase and gosh!! It was still raining. No autowala was ready for hire. Having left with the only option of using my femur, tibia and toes, I walked back to office, along the
residency road and m.g.road footpaths. I took my vehicle and I ‘pepped’ towards home in the heavy rain. At last, I reached home but the clock was cruel enough to show a big 9. Bloody, the bus was scheduled to arrive at around 10.30. Dried my clothes, stuffed my bag with whatever I could see in those minutes. In between, was getting messages from my friend, forwards and enquiries if I had started, if I had recharged my mobile. As it sounded like really an exciting trip for us after a long gap, interaction was scaling great heights. I also made efforts to show tat m tensed, hurrying up..etc., to my friend. Bid my roommates, rushed outside (again in rain), my cargos getting wet and muddy.. I reached the travels office, tensed and excited. After getting settled in the bus, I was busy sending cry-cry messages to my friend, that there is a stout guy seated next to me. My friend at the other end was happily sending me one more bad news that only one room was available at the guest house at coorg, till the next evening. Gosh!! I am going to have a tough time.. I was to join my friends @ coimbatore and then head towards ooty JThere was some problem in the bus.. some hotch potch.. dispute between the passengers of two buses.. after that hotch potch was over, I got down at Gandhipuram, CBE. Saw my friends. Went to Gowrisankar Annapoorna, stuffed in something. Then I got to chit chat with my friend at city bus stand while others were in search of some taxi which would take us to ooty.
We got a taxi.. me seated in front by the side of driver while the other guys were behind.. playing cards.. How mean the guys are.. hmmm…we reached ooty.. we got a guest house arranged.. It was at a very beautiful location. I haven’t seen such beautiful valleys before in my life. We ate something.. went out for sight seeing.. enjoyed and came back. The guys were already ready with the drinks. The rest of the friends also joined in the mean time. Most of them were steady even after having a full bottle of beer. It was tom who was a bit unsteady when he started having his second round of beer.
Obviously, It was time for some really good and really weird philosophies and discussions. It was the first time in life I sat among people who were drinking. But it was fun to see them blabbering. Next day too, we went for sight seeing.. My thoughts were getting very poetic coz of the scenic beauty.. I managed to note down a few of them in my diary now n then. We took snaps wherever and however possible. Came back.. played antakshari.. exchanged gifts. Next day, as expected, the wedding was over before we went to the marriage hall. We gave the gift, waited for breakfast, stuffed something and started for our way back. Searched for some cabs, played antakshari, dumbcharades all the way through. We went to Mahe’s house, had a nice meal.. spent some time in the fields and started to cbe. We reached cbe and bid goodbye to each other. All the Chennai guys left. Only myself and my roommate at Bangalore was left behind. I was just recollecting the sweet haunting memories of the three day trip.. It was indeed a good break amidst the monotonous life.. Real good moments.
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