Friday, 10 August 2012

Since few months, I am drawn to Buddha. Watch the above Documentary and you will realize what a marvelous man he was. More than 2000 years ago and yet so relevant today. I feel its more relevant today than it was during his time, and perhaps will get more relevant in days to come. I am drawn to Buddha perhaps for the reason that i am suffering. I am through an existential crisis in life. And Buddha offers me so much relief.

Monday, 14 February 2011

My first post from a phone-Blackberry rocks!

Until about a month back I never thought I would be so nuts over a phone.Blackberry has made a big fan out of me. For someone who has used a Nokia all his life, BB is a is the closest you can get to a PC  which can be pocket carried. you can literally chat with anyone for any amount of time.You get upto date twitter, facebook updates, are always online on Gtalk, yahoo messenger. You get push emails too.This is my first post from a BB. It has made life much more exciting. But make sure you dont reveal it to your boss, Else, you will endup working 24/7. Not exactly the best way to live life?

Guess all of you should get a BB if you dont have it already. And send me your PIN  on my email ID, so that we can chat...i seriously need more chat buddies. I miss my chatting days which feels eons ago....My wife is too busy with her kitty friends...seriously, have a wife is no guarantee to a better life.

Sorry for all the typos.....typing on a phone can be pain in arse!

Monday, 24 January 2011

Tamil films are here to stay!

In India  very few films show the actual act of a man proposing a woman. Perhaps this is because it takes a lot from a writer to convince the viewers that a girl could fall for a guy this easy or perhaps most of the love stories in Hindi films are abject fantasies. Anyone who has done so in life knows how difficult and life threatening it is to propose a woman and Hindi films make a complete mockery of this wonderful art (or science, whatever!)

I have proposed to two women in my life. The second time I did it was a lot easier than the first and it was a success. The first time was a really difficult one. The words couldn’t form in my mind. Whatever words formed couldn’t be spitted out of the mouth. Nervousness, sweaty palms and forehead, palpitating heart, heavy breathing.A feeling that the world would come to an end if she refused. A sense of emptiness.

I was a lot more confident the second time. I felt I could move on and there would surely be someone else for me. No nervousness, no palpitating heart. A certain confidence-perhaps my mind said this would surely be a success, just believe in me. I was experienced; I was a master of romantic one liners which could even inspire Aditya chopra. I learnt the lesson that failure is a better teacher than success.

 The above scene, though very filmy and clich├ęd etc, captures a tad bit of realism. I feel Tamil films are evolving in the right direction over their Hindi counterpart. Tamil films handle stories in a lot more mature way and the treatment is very creative. If you really want to watch some good Indian movies, I suggest switch over to Tamil Cinema.Hindi films have lost it.

Friday, 21 January 2011

I wish i were Sexy!

If I were to have my way, I would get a lot of plastic surgery done on me. Seriously, I am sick of looking the way I look, and I have been looking this way for more than 30 years now. I need a change. 

I want to get a permanent smile on my fac. My face has this permanent frown, and I look as if I have taken a permanent vow to sulk. One of my ex girlfriends even went on to say that I should smile more often and I look much better that way. I look like this serious man, like you find in the portraits of seventeenth century Englishmen with wavy, springy wig. The result is that most people, who don’t know me quite well, think I am arrogant and unapproachable…I have this image of a brainy guy who talks only hardcore economics. Damn!

I would like to have more hair on my head.At this rate, in 3 to 4 years I am sure I would look like Anupam Kher-with only few oases on a barren desert. The only solution I have right now is to completely shave it off and pretend it’s the next big fashion fad to have originated from Paris.

My butt- I get groped by my wife and she says I have a large butt, though she says it looks good and a man should have a bit of butt. But on a personal level I feel I have a bit too much of butt and would consider being a bit less butty( that’s a new word BTW)  

With almost all the Indian actors going through a surgeon’s blade and even people who are not supposed to be traditionally glamorous like Nita Ambani getting a face job, I wish one day would come when even I would have a perfect face. And also a butt.

But the thing to ponder is that some of the actors who were my favorites earlier, I have come to dislike them for the reason that their beauty has become plastic. Even if Rakhi Sawant, with all the silicone under her boobs were to stand naked before me I probably wouldn’t give her a second glance. Most Bollywood ( I hate that word) actors have more plastic than a plastic mannequin, and an undressed mannequin with all the right bulges hardly make a desirable woman.

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

my first blog post for 2011--wohooo i am so excited!!

YeY, bloggers- here i come!!.....My soon-to-be-2-year-old-and-feeling-proud-of-it-already daughter.

To all those who are married, are honeymooning after a tirsome Indian wedding , about to get married soon , already are much too married ( and are thinking of the next logical step-No, not divorce silly)-thinking of having babies and are ready with the mis-en-place, if you are in two minds over what t0 choose-boy or a girl?........I strongly recommend a daughter...they are the best thing a man can have in his life.....:)

Friday, 24 December 2010

Does Sachin deserve Bharat Ratna?

How silly do people get when it comes to Cricket in this country?Sachin is Undoubtedly great as no other Indian has hit more centuries than him and no one has played more cricket for such a long time, that too with such consistency.But has he made us proud?

We felt proud when Kapil Dev lifted the cup in 1983 and Sachin was not even in the team. Sachin started playing in 1989 ( if I am not wrong) and India has not won a major tournament until the Twenty-20 world cup, which Sachin didn’t even play.How has he helped the team and the image of the nation then?

What is all this cry about Sachin deserving a Bharat Ratna? No doubt Sachin deserves the highest Sports Award of any country, but is he truly deserving of Bharat Ratna? If that is the case I feel Saina Nehwal too deserves a Bharat Ratna, so does Abhinav Bindra for winning the Only OLYMPICS GOLD for which we Indians are TRULY PROUD.

 I feel Bharat Ratna should go to a person who has made a difference to the nation and its people. I feel it should be regarded as the highest civilian award , and for a nation of over 1.2 billion people this award recipient should be truly special. It should be recognition of public service of the highest order and in that sense we have many more people who deserve this award over Sachin. We have great entrepreneurs who have shaped the way Indians do business. we have parliamentarians, artists, actors, social workers, who have made us proud and to single out Sachin on the basic of 50 centuries, which in no way defines Indian sports , is a bit far fetched according to me.

Friday, 17 December 2010

Friends friends everywhere-Random acquaintances....(Photo heading)

My daughter is close to her 2nd birthday. She is  turning more and more human, in a sense that she now understands and expresses emotions. Though mine was a case of love-at-first-sight, she is kinda experimenting with love in her own unique ways.She is slowly discovering that I can be trusted and she can count on me for support. She now runs to me for comfort when her mother, who has a pepper-hot temper, scolds her for apparent silly things like stuffing fingers in her mouth, pooping on the floor and not on the potty, wetting the bed etc. And though I understand that her mother may be right, I cannot stand without suffering a heart meltdown when I see her tiny face with lips curled up….

I have had several love affairs, but this current love affair with my daughter is completely fresh and unique. I miss her when in office, when I climb the stairs of my apartment the excitement builds in that I would be seeing her soon, I hate it when I leave in the morning for office and she cries and runs to me and holds my trousers. I love to watch her excitement to see me at night when I return. I love buying cloths, chocolates and toys for her, more than I buy for myself. I love it and take great pride in the fact that only I (and not her mother) can put her to sleep at night. She sleeps only when she’s next to me and I have to hug her, before her mother takes over and I move out to another bed. On certain nights she wakes-up and cries for me and I move her to my bed. I love it when she sleeps on my chest and I feel her faint heartbeats. I take secret joy in hearing from her mother that she is a complete papa's girl.

It hurts when I think that one day she would be on her own and perhaps move out of our lives, but I keep reminding myself that that’s a long way down and all I should do now is to enjoy her company and see her grow from that tiny pulsating dot which the gynecologist showed us on the computer screen while scanning her newly pregnant mother, to a woman who makes her own choices in life. But taking a cue from the weekend holidays which has almost passed-Life and weekend holidays have one thing in common, they pass much too sooner than you realize.