Play amidst work:

All work and no play make Jack a dull boy,
All play and no work make Jack a mere toy.

To balance both, thanks to our S&C Committee at office, time and again, every month, there are various events organized.

Last week, the foreign instructor at KPMG was spell bound to hear sudden commotion, we had our colleagues hunting treasure, all around the office, we could see them, going all around, HR, Managers Cabins, sending mail to S&C, solving puzzles, and finally smelling out the treasure. There were many groups, and finally the treasure was hunted from the locker by Hunters headed by Sreeram and party. That was the Treasure Hunt event of the month.

In April, there was sports day, which was supposed to be held in the month of March, but postponed due to the sad demise of Binu Paulose.
No wonder with such motivation mail from their Leader Yashin Edison, Squad rants were the winning team. ‘In the midst of marriage, exams and fatigue, when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. These were the valiant squadrons who have offered their blood, sweat, toil and tears. Sunday, the whole team came alive. We will not give walk over, we will not bow down and we will not step back…. …..Live for nothing or die for something,’ participated in all events. Their team not only played for themselves but members of their team like Ajeesh, played for other teams too.
Indeed true leadership is revealed in:
Building and maintaining team.
Achieving tasks.
Subordinate Development.
Thereby influencing oneself , others, group, society and also being influenced by others. That indeed is Leadership skills.
True sportsmanship does not lie in winning or loosing but taking part. There were few participants, many could not turn up and indeed inspiring was Mohammed Bilal from Simcore, playing cricket, football, and running 1500 meters, giving commentary, all on the same day.
There were members from S&C committee on Saturday and Sunday, the whole day at Thevara Sacred Hearts College Ground.

Before that was Quest 2008, which brought into light many quizzers in OPI. Here again the winner was Sreerams Team.

Cheers to our S&C Committee!!! We are waiting and watching more actions that follow!!! Good experience after a break of seven years!!! Missed the earlier events!!!

Opportunities Unlimited for Little Masters...

The kind of money, entertainment, and lessons generated by the merger or standalone of bollywood, cricket and Industrialist, both national and international, is by itself a great proof that medical, engineeing, business, finance or economics are no more the choicest subject students like to study. There are more profitable subjects like cricketonomics, sports or arts like acting, dancing, singing, quizzing….

Today Sachin Tendulkar is not the only Little Master of India. It was a matter of great pride to see Poornasree (Chippy), a little nightingale, who has not even reached her teens, winning a diamond necklace worth Rs. Five Lakhs. How happy her mother Sreekala cheechi and family would be!! Long cherished dream come true, and door of opportunity opened. Samba like dance performed by youngsters, threw a ray of hope that may be one day, Indians too may perform gymnastic. There are so many unknown/Unpopular talents brought to light...

Events like IPL, fearing which even many movie releases has been postponed, ICL, Reality shows, indeed is a platform, most welcome, in a country which has a population of one billion and only one cricket team till now, and few highly paid talents. There are so many young talents that need to be discovered. Realty shows have taken some interest away of people from the Sas bahu serials, which often tend to corrupt the minds, at times, the competition especially the elimination tend to sadden the minds of the participants, creating fights. But it was well managed in the latest Little Master, which was mind blowing. TV is no more doordarshan, you have cartoon-animation, geography-travell, history, sports, pogos, whole lot of newspapers and channels, opening up opportunities for Journalist.

With people like Sania Mirza, Vishwanathan Anand, Jeev Milkha Singh, Jyoti Randhawa, Narain Kartikeyan, who are not far behind their counterparts in cricket, though it is true that right now, no other sport can match the popularity of cricket in India. Other sports like football, golf, tennis, etc. have a future, but it is a long way from now. Hope to have IPL like support, coordination and encouragement in other sports and game activity.

Will we see a decentralized sports (not only cricket) activity in India with a decentralized public attention to match, pooling in all the states? Will we ever top the medal list in Olympics?

Sectors of the economy like travel and tourism, insurance,medical, engineering, finance, small vendors and hawkers, stadiums and yes indeed public relations and management opportunities have creeped in all these areas.

Every coin has two sides. Too much of anything is bad. Opportunities unlimited with negative ideas too…..Want to fulfil ambition and cannot, be a fake swami, there is increase in religious faith among people, Crime and therefore law makers and controllers have increased. Negative ideas would never bring overall prosperity but hatred unrest and commotion. Also one cannot fool all the people at all the times. Can a father who is a dental doctor (Rajesh Talwar) kill his own daughter (Arushi Talwar)? What would a mother ( Nupur Talwar) undergo? Incredible, Unbelivable!!

Owners, money involved and the winners of the reality shows and the ongoing hit IPL, or the death have proved that it is not always Plutocracy, or fame that wins, we cannot and should not underestimate any one (Shane Warne/Rajasthan Royals). Opportunity do not come knocking at your door always, and if it is there one need to use it. First and foremost we need to have life to leave, and also needed is peace… Be positive..Well begun is not always half done, and all is well that ends well. Self Control is very important. Uncertainty is certain.

Can we follow TATAS and say TATA to bad times?

Have you seen :
Forbes Billionaires List!!! For 2006 and 2007….Indians in the top 100!!
And Forbes Brand List!!!! Where are the Indians gone??

After Independence our Industrialists were given a monopolistic market to operate upon, which created fraudulent rupee billionaires!! In the second phase post liberalization, loss making PSUs (Public Sector Units) have been sold in totality at a fraction of the price they should have commanded in the market, for the bribes from the industrialist, causing a few dollar billionaires. Then comes the last phase: Having virtually run out of ways to get more bribes in a privatized world, numerous global billionaires have been created out of existing industrialists through SEZ act, and similar activity. For example to hide one move behind the other, government have signed Smart City Project in Kakkanad, Kerala, increasing the price of the land in and around, after which there is no much further development at that site but, there is selling of HMT to private industrialists!!

Land: basically is needed for three things: Shelter/Residence, food/agriculture and business. Since agriculture is very uncertain, and the output per hectare is self-sufficient only for handful of people, to help a wider section, indeed industries need to be actually developed. Right now the increase in prices in only imaginary, anticipating industrial growth. But if the industrial development is at the cost of agriculture.

Handful of companies are becoming abnormally wealthy by amassing land and natural resources, at throwaway prices. There are thousands of poor farmers and families, who are getting displaced not only from their homes but from their sole source of livelihood. With these acquisitions, rise in the prices around, is so unbalanced to the compensation paid to them that they cannot afford to buy a pin drop of place for what they get.

You find Reliance outlets everywhere; there is no petrol, in the petrol pumps. They have the land.

Economies like China, Japan, Germany, France, create brands, have technological know hows, investing in massive R&D, losing out in competition, fighting back again and finally creating wealth. We too have our wealth creators like Kiran Majumdar, Azim Premji, Narayan Murthi, Kumaramangalma Birtal, and indeed Ratan TATA!!!!

TATAS: here is one group which now produces from the most exotic high-end cars, to the ones for the lower section of the middle class, from heavy commercial vehicles to mini truck, from coffee, tea to salt to steel, insurance and mutual funds, from high end software services to telecommunications and sky, from retailing of apparels (Westside and Trent) to jewellery (Tanishq), from the most exotic hotels (Ritz Carlton, Peirre and Taj) to budget hotels like Ginger, from broadband to providing of financial services like insurance and mutual fund, from production of electricity to production of lubricants, from online interactive education to production of composite materials and construction equipments, from Direct To Home (DTH) service to industrial automation and air conditioning, from the most exotic watches to the publishing of books, from oil exploration to strategic consultancy and from solar power to agro-chemicals. The Tatas have been doing much in the last few years with respect to acquisition. Today, post acquisition of Jaguar & land Rover, Corus and a few others in the recent past, the Tatas is a $60 billion plus entity. Nor look back from the step kept forward by Jamshadji Tata. Indeed a journey of thousand miles begin with a single step.

 

Diversification like that of TATAS is the need of the hour.. If each of the TATA companies uses the products of the other, then TATAS already have a huge market to cater to.

And I guess this is the case, unlike Reliance, where there is already a rift, don’t know if this is the reason, why the two brothers are in the Forbes Billionaires list!! The rift for core competency is clearly evident. And they don’t use each others goods…you find, airtel connection in Reliance outlet…is it smartness or drama or fight!!

What is important to realize is that in case of problems on the external front, one can easily sustain during the lean period if each of the element of that captive economy is viable and contributing like that of TATAS.

Billionaires!!! Inflating land cost…and nothing to eat……was the trend so far..lets see how helpful though really not productive, is the waiver of loans of the farmers, in the present budget, is really going to work and help.

That the Indian economy is yet to be opened properly is vindicated by the fact that a stronger rupee is increasingly becoming a major cause of concern for the government and the exporters, at a time, when India ideally should be celebrating the strengthening rupee as a sign of a growing and potent economy.

Can we follow TATAS and say TATA to bad times?? True the time right now in India is not very bad, but it is salary rise for the rich, price rise for the poor!!! Present growth is beneficial only for those whose salaries have grown more in proportion to the price rise!! Donation seats and education for the rich, and illiteracy or bare minimum education for the poor. It further leaves the middle class where they where. That unfortunately is the story of India……or say anywhere in the world today?

Tough time never last, but tough people do. United we stand and divided we fall. We can fool some people for sometime, but not all the people at all the time. In the I alone world, let us have the we culture…Be self sufficient!!

To make the BRIC (Goldman Sachs's most famous Global Economic Paper(Brazil, Russia, India, China) ), the bricks of the BRIC will have to be first of all put in the right place, or else the 'I' would just collapse like a pack of cards.

3rd March - Birth Anniversary of Jamshedji Tata

Fanaa….Destroyed in love…

Zooni Ali Beg (Kajol), a blind Kashmiri girl, meets Rehan Quadri (Aamir Khan), a local tour guide and an incorrigible flirt. Her friends warn her against this good for nothing roadside Romeo, but she chooses to ignore them. It is now her time to discover life and love. Is this really the right choice?

Rehan is fascinated by Zooni and wants her to see life as it should be seen, in its many colours. He promises her that the time spent with him will be the most precious in all her life. And it indeed was….Zooni sees Delhi, life and love like she never has before, because of Rehan. She gets her eyesight back. But believes that Rehan is no more, after the bomb blasts in Delhi. He was infact the mastermind, and after completing his mission, moves forward to achieve his greater goal.

Eight year later, Rehan as an intruder, army man trying to save himself reach Zoonis house in Kashmir, where he meets his son. He was confused on seeing them, but since she was blink then, couldn’t recognize him, at the first instance. What Zooni doesn’t know is that Rehan has another side of his life that he has kept from her. Something that can not only change her life, but can also destroys it. He becomes the cause of her only support and strength, her father Rishi Kapoor. Finally like mother India, she shoots him…Thus they were destroyed in love…

Choices…to choose between right or wrong, is simple, but what defines ones life is the decision between the greater of 2 goods or the lesser of 2 evils.

This is the advice that Zooni receives from her father just as she is about to venture out into the world on her own for the very first time. Little does she know that these very words will shape her life.

Directed by Kunal Kohli and produced by Aditya Chopra, this is a film which some could not digest, but has left a lasting impression on many. There is the Fanaa Shayari!

“Tere Dil Mein Meri Saanson Ko Panaah Mil Jaaye, Tere Ishq Mein Meri Jaan Fanaa Ho Jaaye.”

"Humse door jaoge kaise, dil se hume bhoolaoge kaise, hum wo khushboo hai jo saanso me baste hain, Khudkee saanso ko rok paaoge kaise"

"Baithee hain hoton ko seekar..........pachchhtaaengee aap, Ishq jaag uthtaa hain aksar aisee khamoshi ke baaad"

"Phool Hoon Gulab kaa Chameli ka matt samazna, aashiq hoon aapka, apnee Saheli ka matt samazna"

"Naa shahar dekho naa biyaban dekho, Naa shahar dekho naa biyaban dekho.., Khuda ka eklauta namonishan dekho , buss aankh uthao aur Rehan dekho"

"Insaan kee khwaaish kee koi intehaan nahi, Insaan kee khwaaish kee koi intehaan nahi, Do gajj jameen chahiye .... do gajj kafann ke baad"

"Dard se aankhen chaar kar lenge, hum bhi intehaan dedenge, teri dosti kee khaatir aye dost, hum dushmano se bhi pyaar kar lenge"

"Kaash main oon kaa gola hota, Kaash main oon kaa gola hota aur .... Unkee ungliyon me liptaa hota ....Kaash wo mera sweater banakar garmiyon me bhi pahne rahtee........"


Bekhudee kee jindagi hum jiya nahi karte,
Jaam doosron se chheen kar hum piya nahi karte,
Unko mohabbathain to aakar ijkaar kare,
Peechha hum bhi kisika kiyanahi karte...


paani sey pyaas na bujhi toh maikhaane ki taraf chal nikalaa
socha shikaayat karoon teri khuda sey
pur khuda bhi tera aashik nikalaa

bhool kar agar humse koi bhool hui ho
toh usey bhool samajhkar bhoolaa denaa
lekin bhoolaana sirf bhool ko
ghalati sey bhi hamein naa bhoolaa denaa


rone de aaj humko aankhein sujaane dey
baahon main leley aur khudko bheeg jaane de
hai jo seeney main kaid dariyaa woh chhoot jaayegaa
hai itnaa dard ke tera daaman bheeg jaayega

adhoori saans thi, dhadkan adhoori thi, adhoorey hum
magar abb chaand hai poora falak pe
aur abb poorey hain hum

aisaa lagaa khuda ne rakh diyaa hamaare dil pey haath
liyaa naam hamaara unho ney kuchh aisi adaa key saath

aag sooraj main hotii hai
chalanaa zameen ko padtaa hai
mohabbat nigaahein kartii hain
tadapnaa dil ko padtaa hai

Jaan usey do jo apnaa dil tumhein dey
Lekin apnaa guroor sirf uspey kurbaan karo
Jo tumhaarey pyaar main fanaa ho jaaye

awaz jaisey toofaan sey pehle baadalon ki garaj
mahek jaisey pehli baarish ke baad mitti ki aah
ehsaas jaisey fakir key bhes main shehzaadaa

Think Big… Leave a Legacy….

TAJ-Mahal- Shajahans Legacy....And the price paid for it is cruel death from the hands of his own son, Aurangazeb.

"Yeh manushya janam paaya hai to kuchh karke yahan se jaana chhahiye, kuchh kar ke dikhana chhahiye."

Jesus, Mohamed or Krishna….
Newton, Edison or Einstein
Mother Theresa, Rajneesh, Amruthanthamai
Ashoka, Akbar or Gandhiji
Tata, Birla, Reliance.


Where and how did they get that idea!!! Indeed, an idea can change life…not only your, but also of those around you.

They were somebody who were much ahead of their time, Genius minds, who stood against most influential people of there respective field, great visionary and very intellectual persons who exceled in their respective field throughout their life. Against all odds, they succeeded.

Desire Dream Do
Vision Mission Action

"Growth has no limit. Only when you dream it you can do it."

"Think big, think fast, think ahead. Ideas are no one's monopoly"

"Our dreams have to be bigger. Our ambitions higher. Our commitment deeper. And our efforts greater."

"If you work with determination and with perfection, success will follow."

"Pursue your goals even in the face of difficulties, and convert adversities into opportunities."

" Relationship and Trust. This is the foundation of our growth"

Nothing big can ever be achieved without a certain soft, delicate, sensitive, understanding human touch in all one's deeds and words. And also needed is money, influence and power.
One need to read about what is happening around the world, listen carefully and ponder about the pros and cons.
Go with an open mind. Keep your eyes open. Demand to see everything, look into everything, and learn everything.
Most important: make friends. We need to keep our relations and have friends everywhere, if we have to grow big.
One must be ready to pass through hell, the fire of envy and opposition, criticism and attacks.
Mahatma, a lot has been written about him, even before, and there is his autobiography, My experiments with truth. Mohandas Gandhi and Dhirubhai Ambani were the two most famous scions of the Modh Bania, a Hindu commercial caste based in the arid Saurashtra(Gujarat) peninsula. But when Mahatma died, Ambani was just 16.

"Begin earning some money," his mother nagged. That angered Dhirubhai. "Phadia, phadia su karo chho," he snapped at her, "paisa no to dhanglo karees." (Why do you keep screaming for money? I'll make heaps of money one day.)Just after Dhirubhai was through his annual matriculation examination and even before the result was out, at 16, he was Off to Aden and when Indians there had to choose between Britan and India, he choose India, and from then on began his great idea… He began as a big joint family, and dreamed, and did what Tatas and Birlas took decades to do.

Just across the road from where Dhirubhai lived in Mumbai, there was a young man of about the same age as he whose thoughts ran the same way. He also was facing a similar wholesalers' blockade as Dhirubhai. He was then living on Peddar Road and his name was Rajneesh, Acharya Rajneesh, the Osho of the later years. His predicament was no different from Dhirubhai's. Books wholesaler had stonewalled him as cloth wholesalers had Dhirubhai. Rajneesh also was loading his newly printed books in the boot of his baby Austin car and going about the city piling them at the books retailer counters on similar terms as Dhirubhai was offering to the retail cloth merchants.

Then why the offsprings cannot keep up the spirit. Why do they quarrel?

It is said that Philosophers in the earlier century were more respected, successful and honoured than the scientists, though both are parallels in the histoy. No wonder unremarkable mark has been left by people like:
Jesus, Mohamed or Krishna….
Newton, Edison or Einstein

What is done need not be concrete things, it can be abstract..but one need to do....and doing comes from thinking, ....and just thinking can lead you no where, so belive and do.....What? An idea can change life.......

Belive in yourself and in the strength you have to shape your destiny, for nothing is impossible for a willing heart.....

Why do things go wrong, how do things go wrong?

Sree-Bajjis, row, says that their barks are louder than their beats. Well for the sake of money, though not brothers, now in the scene two, they say, they are like brothers. Their acts have proved that Australians where not fully at fault, when they accused Sree-Bajji.
Only if there is something Ugly, we can truly distinguish and appreciate beauty. Every cloud has a silver lining, and this indeed is a mark on the Well organized, marketed, and commercialized IPL.

Why soon after death of Dheerubhai Ambani, the great fight between Mukesh and Anil?

Is all this drama, joke, ignorance or smartness….

Why do things go wrong, how do things go wrong? Agreed to some extend, we ourselves are responsible, but not always. As often written, whatever has to go wrong will go wrong, and nobody can stop an idea whose time has come. Or is this wrong or right?

There could be disagreement, and hence fights, because of many reasons like:
1. Preconceived notion.
2. Each of us being in our own well – Famous story as said by Vivekananda in Chicago - ‘Putta kenateela thavala’
3. Difference in attitude and temperament. Ideologies and interests clash and reconcile or cancel each other.
4. Ego.
5. As the couplet in janapana: ‘Sattukal Kandu shikshichu chulumbol, shatruvey polley krindhikunu chillar.’ When a good person punishes for some mistake, some consider them to be enemy, and the desire for revenge.
6. Money
7. Frustration, not doing our duty, running away from responsibility-Failures and Fights.
8. Idle mind is devils work shop.

Why this fight between India-Pakistan, we were one once, and now this .... petty quaralles, and the D-I-Ls are so expert in brainwashing the sons against her in-laws? Why those once very close, then about to beat, and have a fight, and was separated by those around, cannot come together? Why cant a person who keep saying about their kids Maman often, think that her husband is mama of some people and think what he had done for them when they where in such situations?

Anger is only one letter short of danger. United we stand divided we fall, some do not want to see people united, and therefore, they create reasons that others fight, and stand and laugh behind them. As is said, when two fight, it is the third person who is benefited. Cant you think of the means to end fights rather than adding fuel to fire?? Dont people realise that when they are pointing a fingure at others, other three are towards themselves?? What right do they have to criticise others, when they themselves are not perfect?? Nobody, is perfect in this world..

It is said that womens ego are the most destructive force, great epics like Ramayana and Mahabaratha are a proof of it. Women are like water and fire, very much essential for life, without which life itself is not possible, but if uncontrolled, can create havoc like flood, Tsuanami or destructive fire. So they are not the only ones to be blamed.

To the questions in our life we are the only answer, to the problems in our life we are the only solution. Then why do we quarrel and What is the solution for this?

Amchi Mumbai……

Let the proclaimed Sarkar not hear a malayali tell this, else it would be another reason for him to create commotion and be in news, for he is willing to accept Rajanikant as Mumbai wala and not Amithab. Isnt it all an outcome of the linguistic division of states…Even the name has been changed from Bombay to Mumbai…

In the railway stations there the crowd is akin to Pooram everyday. And the cost of living there!!! Incredible!!! Some beggers earn Rs.3,000/- per day. Most of the billionaires in India live here, Industrialists, filmstars and sports stars, this being the commercial capital of India, and therefore, now even in news as often, being the 7th richest/Costliest city, where billionaires live. Here you indeed find, Unity in diversity. Dhalal Street and Dharavi. Bollywood and Business. City Streets, Mals, and country roads, poverty, and wealth. Also lot of underwold activities, takes place here. Though Cricketers say, we don’t go to shooting places, it is the filmstars who come to watch cricket, there are nexuses between Bollywood, and BCCI, which has further strengthened with the IPCL. If for Americans New York is the city that never sleeps, Mumbai is India’s New York.

As Salma Rushdie puts it:
Bombay was central, had been so from the moment of its creation, the bastard child of a Portuguese-English wedding, and yet the most Indian of Indian cities. In Bombay, all Indians met and merged. Also they met what was not Indian. It is an ocean of stories.
What was beautiful in Bombay was that it belonged to nobody, and to all. You could see the everyday live and let live miracle thronging its overcrowded streets. Words like it being of Maharashtrain’s alone are not easily digestible. On the way to Bombay the rivers of blood were usually diluted, other rivers poured into them, so that by the time they reached the city’s streets the disfigurations were relatively slight.

But the 1992, series of Bomb blasts, is indeed the masterplans of those who hated India, those who sought to ruin it, wanted to ruin Mumbai. Again there was issues nearly 15 years later, in 2006.

If you are a real Mumbaikar and away from Mumbai, you get sentimental
1. Even if you hear words like Kalyan,Chembur; Dadar;Andheri and Bandra.
2. Mumbai - the only city where people no matter what language, religion and caste, express frustration by saying 'chyayla'.
3. The only place where even bus conductor motivates us "chalo aage badho"
4. For Mumbaikars - Burger bole toh bakwaas, vada pav bole toh zakhaas.
Mumbai - A city where people come to make their career and end up making their life.
5. You never say angry. You say "dimaag ki maa behen ek ho gayi he"
6. Some words we use often - ghanta, waat lagayi, aai shapath, item, pandu, faadu, iski maa ka, bhai party, bantai, kat le, jhol, le bhari, ek number bhai.
7. In India we drive on the left of the road. In Mumbai we drive on what is left on the road.18. In Mumbai matter word has more social reference than scientific (matter ho gaya bhai)
8. While giving directions you say right/left maaro aur yaahan pe ek bridge Girega
9. No salsa, hiphop, moon walk, B'boying or jazz can beat our visarjan dance.
10. No starbucks flavored coffee can beat of our own cutting chai/ coffee.
11. We dont understand "humko and tumko". We prefer "tereko and mereko"

What India, you should go and see Mumbai…My grandmother said first after returning from Mumbai, soon after marriage. Grandfater was in military and posted in Colaba when they had got married. There is yet another story narrated by my Muttachan, that comes to my mind on seeing the Taj,
Once when Tata, had been to a good hotel, they read a boad ‘No entry for dogs, and Indians’, the incident made him feel bad, and he was so determined that he started this hotel. I am not sure if the story is right or wrong.


It is said that Mumbai or Mauth sey Koye nahi lauttha. There are many people who on landing to Mumbai set a time frame to retun back to their home town but can never do that, whether it be Sharuk Khan, for whom Delhi is the place for Dil walas, or be it Jayan Chettan, whose plan was to return by 2000, but there is no chance he would return in next 20 years. But my father belived:
‘Happy the man, whose wish and care,
Few paternal acres bound,
Content to breath his own air,
On his own ground’
And hence returned to Gods own country.

The Moor's Last Sigh

'The Moor's Last Sigh' by Salman Rushdie is the tale of the fall from grace of the da Gama - Zogoiby family, Set in the Indian city of Bombay (or "Mumbai") and Cochin (or "Kochi').
The plot traces four generations of the narrator Moraes Zogoiby 's family and the ultimate effects upon the narrator. The first part of the book is about the first two generations, in Fort Cochin, the Da Gamas. His mother married Abraham Zogoiby, and it was his parents who moved to Mumbai. Abraham Zogoiby was a great businessman, whose business ends with him. He had all the underground and great links, having left his mother for Aurora Da Gama, and is belived to have a link in her death on Ganapathi eve too. Who is Moors father is also a mystery.
Moraes, who is called "Moor" throughout the book, is an exceptional character, who’s physical body ages twice as fast as a normal person's does and also has a deformed hand. Moor leads an interesting life, especially in his relationships with women, including his mother Aurora, who is a famous national painter. When he was green, his beloved Uma told him in fondness, ‘Oh, you Moor, you strange black man, always so full of theses, never a church door to nail them to’, which is the beginning of the tale. Also he has three sisters, Jimmy Cash (Christina) Minnie (Inamorata), and Mynah (Philomina). Finally, after the strange deaths of his mother, Uma, siblings, and to free himself from the undeworld Mumbai , the riot and commotion in Mumbai, he moves to Spain, meets the lesbians, who take him to his childhood tuitor and mothers long time mate, Vasco, where he learns, more bitter truth, and finally Aoi, and Vasco meets their death.
Vasco Mirand’s view on Mrs. Gandhi returning to power, with Sanjay on her right, was that there is no finaly morality, but only Relativity. The Indian Variation upon the theme of Einstein’s General Theory was given thus:
‘Everything is for relative. Not only light bends, but everything. For relative we can bend a point, bend the truth, bend employment criteria, bend the law. D equals mc squared, where D is for Dynasty, m is for mass of relatives, and c of course is for corruption, which is the only constant in the universe- because in India even speed of light is dependent on load shedding and vagaries of power supply.
There is the all knowing, all powerful, Uma, who at the same time, move around with Moor, his father and brother in law. Uma is well versed in every subject. I remembered Sowmya, my one time hostel mate…on reading about her. There was a good amount of secrecy behind her. For her Moor said ‘ I will not die for you, my Uma, but I will live for you. However harsh that life may be.’
And yes, much is being nailed down. Colours, for example, to the mast. But after a not-so-long (though gaudily colourful) life Moor is fresh out of theses. Life itself being crucifixion enough.
The novel is populated with a heterogenous spread of characters: an old Portuguese family descended from the explorer Vasco Da Gama; the Jewish clan of the Zogoiby’s who trace a clandestine history with the last Moorish king of Grenada, Boabdil; a jealous Christian priest Olivier D’Aeth (controversially pronounced All Over Death); the Muslim gangster ‘Scar’ controlling the Bombay underworld; a Hindu fundamentalist Raman Fielding, also known as mainduck after the signature-frog accompanying his cartoons. Interestingly, Fielding as a character cuts across both the fictive and real worlds, with many pointing out that the character is a thinly disguised caricature of the Hindu nationalist leader Bal Thakeray who, like Fielding, started out as a cartoonist with the English daily The Free Press Journal before going on to establish himself as a Hindutva stalwart in Mumbai.

Blind Faith

A fragile, delicately wrought parable on the limitations of vision and the dark side of love……. A fiction novel by Sagarika Ghose. That is ‘Blind Faith’.

Somewhat akin to God of small things, which I took a year to complete, but could complete this within a day.

When Mia, acutely depressed by the suicide of her father, and compelled by her mother, who is to remarry and move to US, meets Karna, a young Indian guru who seems to have walked straight out of her fathers painting of the Kimbh Mela, she feels compelled to follow him all the way from London to India. At the same time she meets the suave corporate, Vik. She feels that marrying Vik, will help her reach Karna.

In India, Mia hears of Indi, Viks accomplished, inordinately attractive mother, and IAS officer who is now blind, and in Goa, but is not able to meet her. Within a year she is chasing a duplicitous love, she travels to the Kumbh, to the heart of her fathers paintings, where life, she learns allows another perspective….a stunningly beautiful account of lifes distorted perceptions: of reason that blinds, of hate that liberates and of love that strangles.

It says that Families are nothing but traps, they weaken you.

Anger when it comes, is not just a noisy tantrum. Anger focuses the mind, quietness the soul, sharpens the intelligence. Anger bides its time, anger is polite, anger is well-behaved because anger grows into a conviction, a belief and then it starts to find ways to express itself in the most efficient manner.

Revenge need not be impetuous. It can become fanciful and imaginative, reflecting the twists and turns of the growing up years. Revenge is not just a silly bout of crying, revenge plots silently and becomes a reason for survival.

Today thing were changing. Fortunes were being built from mud. A young graduate might set up a computer centre in a mustard field and begin a lucrative outsourcing business to an Ameircan firm headquartered in Memphis. Today’s cooks are tomorrows motel owners in Dubai, and day after’s international tycoons. Fathers may push carts of fresh fruit down the street but they’ll do their damnedest to make sure son is happy.

The absorption of unnatural circumstances is achieved easily by the depressed imagination.

Indi’s story in the parallel, which had shades that of Indira Gandhis, and Mia – Maneka, According to Indi, this mother thing is a terrible trap. Mother is a category without change, without dynamism, without democracy. Everything else can change , the world can change, but mother cannot change. Just mother. Mother Mary, Mother Earth. Pavithra Ashramas motto, Pure love of the mother women!!
When a mother gives birth, she doesn’t know into which undiscovered county her child will lead her.

Perhaps giving birth is indeed dealing out a certain kind of death, perhaps the act of creation carries within it the act of destruction. And only a mother knows this secret.
Middleclass indulges themselves in flabby, comfort seeking ways, as contrasted with the higher principle of pleasure which came from adventures that are close to death. Death was an ideal, while comfort was mediocre and centered around money. The rich and sheltered, need to feel the misery of the poor and unloved.

‘A heightened sense of persecution, the feeling of a cunifromly hostile environment, a focus on coincidences and schemes, is another dangerous sign that the mind is breaking up into delusion and that the patient might require drugs simply to slow down the rate of thought.’

The ability, attitude and the actions, of a rich son Vik, who was brought up with all luxurious, with lots of chocolates, to keep his mouth shut, as you throw a ball far away to keep a dog away when it is disturbing you, and his early death leaving behing two women, mother Indi, and wife Mia…..

Men and women are not they same, and they cannot be, it is difficult to phantom, each other…The female ego is the most destructive force….and Personal liberty is seen as the basis for community improvement….

"U ME Aur Hum" or "I me aur main!!! "

An emotional film from the talented and sensitive couple, quite unexpected, beautiful, touching, sensitive, emotional story and really wonderful love story (few hindi films have it)....of a married couple .....

The wording in the beginning of the movie, in my favourate blue and white was super.Indeed, sometimes the greatest journey is the distance between two hearts.....And that could be any hearts...mother-son, husband-wife, friends...Anyone...

Ajay & Kajol both fit to their roles. A special worthy praise is deserved by Kajol (as always) for her lovable act and Ajay for choosing a difficult subject.

The overall impact at the end of the movie is quite touchy.

The first half starts with the usual hindi masala, 'one feels' But after the marriage of the lead actors, the film just moves on to a different unexpected platform. That is the beginning of they lived happily everafter...The story is about the wife suffering with Alzheimer disease and how the family and friends around, face this truth with love and courage. In the backgroud was the happily unmarried couple and unhappily married couple....

Why one feels becuse I had not realised until I read this blog of my friends about the gentle hints that Devgan drops during the first half on Pia’s disease- she serving tequilas instead of vodka or turning up for salsa at 7 instead of 6.http://criticatwork.blogspot.com/2008/04/u-me-aur-hum-is-for-all-of-us.html

The most lacking department of the movie is the Music. Though there were few songs, and indeed there was singing of songs from old movies which was good and isnt that what happens in real life parties.....

It can be said that after "Thanmathra" this is the second movie on the theme of this disease and how the family copes with it, that is in news in the recent past, and it is good to have such kind of movies at least people would come to know the situation of such people too....when they cannot realise, seeing their own ones suffering...especailly I was very much hurt to see ammuma suffering this and hear, her son say, she is acting.....

The film indeed makes us thing if the world today is "U ME Aur Hum" or "I me aur main!!! " Whatever ME is common....

But the movie has the truth of life in it. Anybody can face this, as we all live in an uncertain life. And "U ME Aur Hum" teaches how to live life with love even when the times are real tough. Kash there could be such love in real life....I know there is but its rare.....how beautiful the world would have been.....

Go for it if you feel that Love is the way to live Life. I really liked it.

Indeed life is not a bed or roses for everyone at everytime....and why me? (the feeling by those who suffer) or a particular person has to suffer??? Isnt it still a mystery???

Taare Zameen Par

A hearttouching moving, well maketed, which was the need of the hour...

Every child is special, infact every person, as is said, 'Child is the father of Man…'.There are many films made on this subject….Its so true…Beauty conscious people starve to keep fit, and some starve because they have no choice…..child laborers, mentally retarded people, orphans, illegitimate kids…some among them get special concession, what about others, there are those amidst the normal people, who really deserves special care but often gets neglected…..

Children need to be motivated, and not pressurized. It is mere ignorance that some parents boost about their talented children, without realizing that its Gods gift…Anything could happen, anytime, anywhere…..

11 children died in Delhi, this March not able to withstand the examination pressure.

I remebered a small conversation between a father & Son:

Father: At your age, Abraham Lincolon was sitting under the street lights and studying.

Son: At your age, he was the president of US....

Children should not be compared, but best out of them should be brought out.

Anjali, Taare Zameen Par, and Black….at times films like this keep me going….

Failure should never go to your heart, and success should never go to your head, both make a person to fall in life.

Havent you heard the story, of a Guru, telling his disciple on the last day, ‘ Now my son, don’t forget, there is God in everything, everyone’.

While returning home, there was commotion on the road, all of them where going in the opposite direction, one small child came to this young student, and asked him too to follow as there was a mad elephant coming from that direction. But he did not heed that childs advise. The elephant came and hit him, some how he just escaped death. When his Guru came to see him, he asked Guru, you said there is God in everything, everyone, why did not God save me? Guru said, God came in the form of a kid but you ignored him.

Now God has come home in the form of Vaishak, Godu and Solu, or Gopan Kunjachan, Kavitha.…..

Vice today, is virtue tomorrow. When others drink, smoke, flirt or do something negative, it’s a big mistake, but if its own son!!! Hide it, or Justify it, that’s society. Same way is with succes,it goes so much into head, that people forget the need for elders blessings, gets indulged in it so much, that they need a failure to make them realise its importance in life...Or is it what they say in malayalam : Ariyatha pulla Choriumbol Ariyum? Well hope movies like this will have an influence on the society, and it would not be soon seen and forgotten.

Vagmon tour....A refreshment.....

After having just completed The Painter of signs, By R.K.Narayanan,which was an average one, though was pinned up to it till the end, no doubt......

On Saturday we the AFL team from our office went to Vagmon for a one day trip....setting out at 6.15 in the morning from Kakkanad, others getting in on the way, reached there by 10 am. Majority also wanted to go to Thekadi, so didnot get on to Kurusumala, went to a church, tea estate behing, Mutta kunnu....the breeze there was not letting us go....We felt as though we would be gone with the wind...into ..Where??? Then the Pine garden, ....and off to Thekady, but didnot get the tickets for boating, had lunch, and on the way back, stopped at Kulamavzhu dam.....Enjoyed the day with two kids, Bablu, and Anjali, and our wonderful network and tele team....Majority of the day was spend in the Tavera with Manikandan driving, and on the way back, after Sreeja got down at her house, there was a small reminder from God....Every cloud do have a silver lining....A scorpio hit the Tavera from behind, and the drunk scorpio person, fled away......

I enjoyed everybit of the speaking of the songs, the drive with scenic beauty of varied nature around, the cock screw roads....dashes avoided, elephents and much more......

Human mind is such that, they find time to do all that they want, as per their priority, and complain that they dont have time to do any thing...especially the things they dont want to do..right..By any ways, it depends on once priority, thats it....for time is the same for every one......

Within a week had seen so many things.....
1. Death of the closest Neighbour.
2. Birthdays...
3. Reading of three novels....cant imagine...the one that was lying in the shelf unread for last 6-7 years...completed it in just 3 days.....
a. The Moors last sign...and enjoyed every bit of it....
b. Blind Faith
c. Eleven Minutes.
And three movies after a long wait, Eak se Bhadkar Eak...:
a. Taare Zameen par...well marketed,must watch by all parents, which have brought tears to many eyes.
b. Jub We Met...which matched with my though of 'Shayad Ghaadi choot gayi, and have never missed a train' Same pinch, with beautiful songs....Successful beginning of the end
c. Tara Rum Pum Pum- That was my favourate of the three.....The aftereffects of buying by paying by instalments..and the race....

Greatest Discovery......& Little about sacrifice.....

What do you think is the greatest Discovery?

If this question is asked to each of us, there would be nearly one crore answer....I remember once a sir saying, it was agriculture...

So it is a matter of Perception. Again remembered the story at office yesterday. Parasivan forwarded a mail with a boy crying, one girl smiling, and one semi smiling, and had named them, Processor, Manager and Team leader. Our BB resend it, rearranging the boy crying to be in middle naming him the Team leader, the one smiling to be the Manager, and the third, processor. The Managers perspective would be still different.

Kali asked Kalidasa: Ask for a wish.

Kalidasa said: Grand me anything, except one thing.

Kali asked: What is that one thing.

Kalidasa said: Dont put me in an unfortunate place where people will not understand me or my poetry.

Each of us on earth has our own task to do. Talents differ, all is well and wisely put.

We need to do our duty with utmost sincerety, work with excellence...If you sweep the street, sweep it so well as no one has done before. Everybody should remember you for that. Roses, bees, never doubt their capacity or ability. Cuckoo is never tired of singing and ants of working.

Its always wise to turn your hobby into business. There should not be conflict between your work life and things you enjoy outside work.

Each of us, can make use of our tremendous capacity, of the brain cells, discover ourself, find out our dormant mind.

The moment you are satisfied and aspire no more, you die. - Pondichery mother. (The most esential thing air)

You aim for the skies only then, you can reach for the stars. The world is reacher for those who aspire to ever and ever reach higher and higher.

Remember:
I Can! I Will ! I Shall!

We Can! We will! We shall!

Having written so much about all this, the noble price, etc....it would be incomplete not to put forth that, all great people may not be rewarded or get awards or noble prices, but they would always be remembered for their gretness, deep down in the hearts..

The greatest example being none other than our Mahatma Gandhi, Vivekananda etc....Moreover, Familys love is indeed lifes greatest blessing.

Speaking about Gandhi, one would always remember:
Truth & Ahimsa,
Simple living & high thinking....

But there is also the 7 sins that he spoke of:
1. Politics without principle.
2. Wealth without work.
3. Commerce without morality.
4.Knowledge without Character.
5.Pleasure without consciousness.
6. Science without humanity.
7. Worship without sacrifice.

This brings me to sacrifice...

Sacrifice is letting go of something that you are holding on to, or are attached to, which gives you pleasure for something bigger that would bring good. Sacrifice brings strength in life. Life without sacrifice is stagnant. Sacrifice gives you the quantum leap. It takes you, to a higher pedestal. Often, people think sacrifice makes life dull and joyless. Infact, it is the sacrifice which makes life worthliving. The amount of sacrifice in your life brings out your magnimity and helps you to move out of misery. A life without sacrifice is nothing. Zeal, enthusiasm, strength and joy are all connected to sacrifice.

This is the reason why, all the greatest persons, including our parents, are all having a story of too many sacrifices behing them.

The beginning and the end seems to be quite contrasting right. But in it is the beauty of life...How beautiful would be a garden, if there was only on kind of flower, or the world, if there was only one colour??

So do let me know what you thing is the greates discovery?? Do put it in the comment...It would be nice to read it...

Budget time....A Reminisce....

Well, I am not going to write about the pros and cons of the present budget....but about the opportunity of being able to attend the beautiful budget session discussion at Lyola College, Nungambukam, Chennai on 1st March 2002 presided by our present finance minister Mr. P. Chidambaram, Mr. Pattabhiram and Mr. T. N. Manoharan. ...Three classic personalities I admire.

And I could speak one to one, with each of them. On asking Chidambaram about the poverty, and what could be done, to reduce the misery of the people on the road side, he said, that now in Inda, there is better growth rate, and poverty has come down from 37% to 26% (In 2002) i.e. 27, crore people. Moreover removing poverty of the downtrodden people is a state subject .. A classic oritor, charismatic personality, indeed a great blessing, and memorable evening to have had this gift, a memory to cherish. Especially being a commercial student, may be they are akin to yesterdays, Kauthilya....

On asking T.N. Manoharan Sir, who soon after was the president of ICAI, for his advise to CA students, he said, Keep trying its, 50% confidence, and 50% hardwork.

And Our Pattabhiram Sir, said he is not a great orator like Chitambaram, nor has he immense knowledge like TN Manoharan, but has immense love for India. He said we ought not to work hard but to work smart...His speeach was more a comparison with Indian Economy, with that of China...But the introduction still echos in my ears.....

I love her, she is loving, she is caring, she is obese, she is old, 55 years, she is my mother India....

Well, I had come to know of this at 4.30 pm, and was in my hostel flat, behind Saint Thom, Mylapore, left the place at 5.00, and reached the spot by 5.30 when, it had already begun, but could be there till the end...at 7.30.

Gitanjali...

Git- Means Song, and Anjali -Means offerings, Thus Gitanjali means song offerings...

Happen to read this last week, having taken the same from Mavalipuram, EMS library....

"The progress of our soul is like a perfect poem,
It has an infinite idea which once realised makes all movements full of meaning and joy.
But if we detach its movements from the ultimate idea, if we do not see the infinite rest and only see the infinite motions,
then existance appears to us a monstrous evil, impetuously rushing towards an unending aimlessness"

Githanjali, Tagores Nobel winning masterpiece was first published in 1912. These immensely touching verses were written in Bengali in 1910, after he lost his father, wife, second daughter and younger son. Later he translated these verses when he set sail for England a third time. He showed the translations to William Rothenstein, who showed it to William Butler Yeats, who wrote the Introduction for the book.

Renowned for its lyrical beauty and spiritua poignancy, Githanjali is a classic in its own right, which won Tagore the Noble prize for literature in 1913.

Being in constant touch with rural like, he was also in touch with the nature. He founded the Visva Bharati University at Shantiniketan.

A renissance icon, Tagore left behind a huge legacy of work. These run into twenty-nine volumes. He died in calcutta in August 1941.

Having studied bits and parts of it in school, my favourate is 11th and 77ths part which says:

Thou art the Brother amongst my brothers, but I heed them not, I divide not my earnings with them, thus sharing my all with thee....


Gitanjali also reminds me of the model Gitanjali Nagpal - who very ambitious, left her home town, and was finally found on the streets in Delhi, without anything.......

The New Economic Policy and The Corporates.....

With the LPG (Libralisation, Privatisation and Globlisation) dont we see a sea change in our economy especially after the New Economic Policy was brought into in 1991......What an idea???

Kudos and thanks to almighty that we have people like Manmohan Singh, Chidambaram, taking care of our affairs.......

Nodoubt still there are strikes, and unrest...that the nationalised banks are being privatised, with increase in competition, only the fittest would be able to survive....Will the bigger fishes eat the smaller ones, and increase poverty?? Hope we will not have to wait and watch that scenario....There is no dirth to the mergers and acquasitions taking place daily. Earlier it was the foreigners only investing in India, now not only that we have FDI's , but there are many Indian corporates investing out....

There is more of security, with increase in insurance business.

Thanks for breaking the barriers, with improvement in communication, and other infrastructure....Travel and Tourism has improved.....

First it was only Tatas and Birlas, and Public Sector or Govt. organisations....Now we have great wealth creators in India like Other than Ratan Tata, Kumara Mangalam Birla, the Ambanis, Software Tycoons like Murthy and Premji, Bios...Kiran Majumdar, Vijay Mallaya, Mittals, Gopinath.......

Unlike China, we are far behind in technology, and technological growth. Hope with increase in the cost, soon the software trend in India would not slow down, and they opt for cheaper destinations outside India. And here is still a bad news, Obama sticks to anti-outsourcing stand. Indeed no one can ''shy away'' from globalisation. But also one has to be very careful while signing agreements and pacts......Especially like those of NTP, WTO, etc....


Finance Ministers then was wondering if they should sanction car industiries in India, or should they make our roads better first. They decided to do the first and felt that sooner the roads would be better, and they hopefully are right.

It was indeed a great news to hear about the latest Car Nano....Since then I was often wondering, that though the Tatas (and then there are news that Bajaj and many other companies are bringing out similar cheaper cars) are producing good locks the key is with Reliance and the like. Reliance has been trying to create a monopoly in most of the industry...with Petroleum in their hand.....

It was a good news to read that was published in The Hindu, and through Guardian Newspapaers Limited Mr. Goodwin sees three stages to a process of change: Converting all autos to diesel which can then runon biofuel, making the step to bioelectric and finally to hydroelectric, meaning cars will run on water........

Will this really happen?? Or is it like the news few years back in India, saying vehicles would run with water??? Let us wait and watch for some more time...It should not be imposible as it has been proved sometimes back that electricity can be produced even from walking......

In Middle East countries where petrols are cheaper than water, ordinary people can afford to have a car, but in country like India, though with the reduction in cost, people would be able to purchase a car..running and maintenance cost, plus the roads are a concern.

Have you ever thought of how much service tax you end up paying always!!!!

Hindi film Industry or Bollywood........

Once upon a time my favourate was the three A's Amithab, then Anil Kapoor, and then Aamir Khan, and among female it was Sreedevi, Rekha and Hema......Then Kajol, and Vidhya ....

It is the days of K's there, first it was Kapoors, now it is Khans.....No wonder Karan Johar and Ekta Kapoor together would name their movie Khan-Dhan.

Indeed a place where many would want to be, Hollywood, Bollywood, Lolywood, or at least Malayalam film industry!! (But not me ha...) There is money, power, fame, anything and everything....

If not then why and what is Ash and Sush doing here???

With lot of fans for Sanju (Ash) in 1992, the mumbai architetural student missed the crown to the Calcutta Girl Sush, which made many in Mumbai sad, but then they were both there making India proud, and raising lot of contraversies and questions, on being crowned Miss Universe (Sushmita) and Miss World (Aishwarya) .....Well it was answer to the questions that they gave that made the difference, and after one year of contract it was over.....And both of them landed in Bollywood...One married into Bachan family and having had a great contravarsial wedding, who receives parcel containing Euro from unknown senders and other adopting a daughter at 24 years, running or atleast being heard of having a ship and shipping business we are going to see another competition over their RaniLakshmi Bhai.....Let see whats going to happen over that.....


There are manythings to learn from them too.....

The friendship fight or cold war between Khan and Bachan...The diplomatic Johar....

Marriages, Divorces and the relations.....

True anybody would envy, touch wood, Madhuri and Meenaksh, they enjoyed all this and still have a cool distant family life.....The south Indian Hema and Sree Devis wedding.....And now this Saif Ali Khan-Kareena-Amrita Sing Drama......

Well these are open news, there are so many Page 3 news....

We have Aamir Khan following the foot steps of Shekar Kapur....And to some extend here too its sunny days for Sons....

There are many people in this industry, most of them unknown to us, who make it what it is today. Many people behind the screen working day and night, others contorlling it from the underworlds, many striving to be there, and the greates number are those like me, spectators.....

My favourate there today is Karan Johar, a great chap indeed.

In his book Brand Names and Product Dynasties, Lessons in retrospect, by Barrie Black Coleman, he says, 'k' is a strong and incisive sort of letter, an expletive consonant. ....that he said for Kodak, but see its true here too....all the movies from K, and then Karan Johar and Kajol!!!

Kathaparayumbol - A Malayalam Movie

It is indeed a great movie to watch. The postures for advertising the movie is a bit misleading...

Story of the movie is a simple, well told one about a village barber,whose childhood friend is now a famous cine actor. By co-incidence this film actor comes to the village for a film shooting and the story turns around that. At the end of the movie everyone will be in a dilemma whether the superstar Mammotty or the family entertainer Srinivasan (Balan) is the hero of this movie.

In the beginning when Balan is in need of money, there is nobody to give him, but when the super star is into their village, all are around him, but he is hesitant to go and meet his old friend, wondering if the super star would still remember him. His basic character does not allow him to do so. But there is this superstar who tells about their friendship, and that the school days are the best part of once life......

I just could not keep away my mind from Johns Amma......

Also at times Srinivasan resembeled my own father....

And the daughter, isnt it nice to see the same girl, who said Ayoo acha pogaley, now saying eniku krithyam ayee fees kodukuna kutty ayial mathi....

Also remembered Godwin, asking Jancy aunty, why did you marry a black man? Why am a dark??

Mammotty speech in the end was though provoking, though there were comments about his cry.

Also there was some resemblence, a bit modern way of the Krishna & Kujelans story.

Yesterday, on my way back from Indira Gandhi Memorial Hospital, meeting Wilson Chettan, Dolly and Darsana asked me if I would accompany them the next day for this movie. Since I am not used to watching malayalam movies out in theater, and weekends means going home, I said No.

But at night Sajeev asked, if I belived in friendship, and if yes, I should watch the movie. Thara too told me the same. So I thought again this week no going home, its afterall not always...Then I got to know it was Srinivasns movie....I liked his Chinthavishteyayea Shyamala very much, and had always felt that it is a must watch movie, for all.....

Morning we didnot get the ticket for it, and again we had to go in the evening, though it was released sometimes back, and there were other movies going on in the next theater of Mohanlal and Dileep, which are comparatively new, but the rush was lesser. Definitely they would have the advantage of people who had come to watch Kathaparayumbol but didnot get the tickets...

One thing is sure, the word of mouth is the best advertisment, which would be delivered, only if the product is really good.

Ghar Ghar Khi Kahani ?? No way......Appu Ettanum Mini Cheechium....

Well this is the story of Appu Ettan and Mini Cheechi, the made for each other couple....from my office....

Mini Cheechi, hyper optimistic, hyper confident person, fair, long hair, anybody would love to have such a wife, but guess a litter over talkative...but thats good, you wont be bored...

And Appu ettan, the perfect husband any women could dream about, ambitious, hardworking, handsome, educated, and qualified, who would be hers, do all the household processing for her, and anything to see that she wont shed her crocodile tears......

Well they cannot be always together in office right..And once I was surprised to hear Appu ettans conversation with other male colleagues of his in office, the Shamikuna Kayutha, Para Sivan, and the big boss....

Para Sivan, a great Sahityakaran asked do you know what does WIFE stand for???

And came the reply Worry Invited For Ever.

They begin by loving all in the family, and gain her husbands heart, by proving herself to be the best.

Then slowly she will start showing how all her inlaws are at fault, and only she is the perfect person in the world, with so much of love and understanding for her husband, who fall in her words and slowly become henpecked, if not at least begin to have a distance from his family....

Once they have children, he has to forget his family, else she will keep reminding him, what all they need to do, for their childrens sake....And he is so engrossed, that he forgets that he too was child once upon a time....

Far away he is busy working for his wife and children, forgetting his parents....And she has to take care of her children, send them to school, do the shopping for her children, husband and parents, visit all the malls and luxrious place for them and their status in the society,....And if there is anything that her inlaws need, its a burden, if at all they come to their house any one, wether it be his parents or siblings, or their children its a disturbance a hinderance. If they sit, they are at fault, if they dont sit, they are at fault....So much so that, if at all once in a while someone of the inlawa says they would be comming home, and they are little late, Mini Cheechi and kids are off to the neighbours house, and if it is her brother or family members, they would call a hundrend times to know why they are late, where have they reached???

And in case her husband wants to be back, she keeps prompting him, and making him realise, the need for him to be away to have more or of her having to take up the job, and finally she did, when he decided he wanted to be at home with his kids, at least for sometime, as they are about to get married, and would soon go away...And why not make all the best use of the available opportunity?? He wanted to spend at least some time in his life with his brilliant,talented and beautiful daughter, and the ambitious, handsome son.

But see Appuettan is having a pefect life, with a palatile house in the heart of the city, an enviable job, for both of them, and an elite club membership. What more do they want...And a bit of secret...who has a perfect married life, but named his daughter, in rememberance of his exgirlfriend, without his wifes knowledge.


For little satisfaction when he had such a loving wife, he needed Martha to flirt around....

Now we fear, if Martha would become a Vartha.....

But life goes on.....

Mini, too is not bad in that front...She has so many fans...

She belives that her loving Son and Daugher would always be with them, but after years all for her daughter-in-inlaws (Again inlaw - you see)fault, the son is no more hers.......And the story continues, daughter too is the same with her laws, well trained by her mother, but after all she is the only person to left to care for her and Appuettan..And our Big B says, the son, would be a Rebel, or may follow the footsteps of his father.

Better to have a life partner than a spouse.Its difficult if there is BP (Bhariya/Bharathavney) Peady.....Moreover if Male is effected, i.e. he becomes henpecked...Isnt it very bad and sad to see some male being a tiger (puli) in front of the world, but rat (elli) in front of his wife??

But now son and son in law, is with a difference, Earlier even if husband would not listen to his wife, she had to adjust, had no other go...now if son/daughter do not listen to their spouse, who is also equal to their counterpart economically, financially and with a brilliant careere, then they are there with their pen to sign the divorce......Thats generation next ....baby......

Anyway, so, my dear future generation, hope you have lesson to learn from the life of Mini Cheechi and Appu Ettan. ...Learn from the mistakes of others you cannot live long enough to make them all yourself and then learn......

Happy Valentines Day.....

The feeling of love is amazing...
To be carried away by your emotions...
To do things with your heart...
Not thinking what is right or wrong...
To let your heart take control over you...
To care for someone more than anything else...
But when your head takes over your hear...
You are confused....

Love is that divine force which will help you
Achieve the impossible....Break the barriers....

To love for the sake of being loved is human,
But to love for the sake of being loving is angelic...

Love is not something only between opposite sexes...
But it is holy, divine...
Undoubtedly the greates known symbol of love today is..
Mother Teresa.....

In Janapana there is a couplet:
Kandu kandaniriku janagala,
Kandilanu Varuthunathum bhavan.....

Where is the time to hate....
When there is so little time to love......

Tis day..and now and always....
Let us motivate and love people and those around us....
One can 'try' to avoid a person, but
what God has created who are we to destoy??
Always the best is to 'RECONCILE'

Friends and Relatives are two sides of the same coin. Both are needed in our life. Few relations on earth never die....Friends come into our life, and God has send us our relatives:

Mother Father
Sisters Brothers
Wife Husband
Daughter Son

And the generations before, after and in connection to them, including inlaws....
It is the duty of the elders to forgive the younger ones, and ofcourse...Child is the father of man......

People come into our life for a reason, season or lifetime....
Well do not know why in the beginning of each year....

This lesson in my life:

2006: January 5th, when I was back from office on my international udankatola, with Naseema of Ditro, fell from it, and it was Derish from that office, who took us to Kakkanad Cooperative Hospital. Though there were so many relatives of mine around Kakanad, nobody even knew of it for two weeks....And when we wanted to repay Deerish.....Alash!!!! The star of the office, had commited suicide....he gave up his life under a train, but why??? Because some girl from their office could not be his!!!! Is this Love?????

Well this day is also the birthday of a person, who had made a fuss of Love, with 8 long years of studying and being married then to his sweet heart, who divorced her withing 3-4 years of their married life, how much did I expect their life to be like http://arunoday.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-you-divorce-me-carry-me-out-in.html

Well then things are not what we want it to be....

Rajesh from Indigo Concepts was about to get married, in a weeks time, engagement with great funfare was all over, and the ......sunday evening, when he was about to cross the road, because of some complaint in his car...he was hit by a vehicle....And thus came his tragic end......

2008: When all were busy with work and the preparations for the celebrations, on 13th Feb. evening at 8.30, there was this guy, from our office, Mr. Binu Paulose, who was just about to have his dinner, in office, but felt like vomiting, at 8:30, colleagues took him to a nearby Sunrise hospital, and before he could reach there, he is no more......

I cannot and do not want to hear about the death of a near and dear one, but then, where there is life, there is death....Death is common to all, and nothing lasts for ever....It is the destination of every life.......

Well who are the real loosers....Colleagues may forget things in a period of time, but there are some souls who will never be able to bear this......

I personally know so many 'MOTHERS' who literally go mad, or are prone to diseases like alsimers, after the death of their children.....

There is a divine bond between Life and Love.....

Life is beautiful, keep it simple and sweet......

How good it would have been, if there was

LOVE LOVE AND ONLY LOVE IN THIS WORLD......

There would be so much of peace, so much of happiness....no quarrels.....

Do not ignore people small or big, under any circumstances. The value of life is measured by the lives it touches....

And what do you think is the purpose of our life???

Purpose of life: Live, Love, Learn, Lead, Leave a Legacy...........