Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Time to chill out - 2

I now continue with the list I had started some days back

Memento : Christopher Nolan, a first time director, produces a classic, both terms of storytelling as well as screenplay. What was best was that this movie was not produced by any major studio, and took the Sundance Film Festival by storm.

American History X : Edward Norton, thou art god! A strong movie with an equally strong message, makes you think about a range of issues, from rasicm to gun control. A brilliant one.

The Shawshank Redemption : Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman star in this adaptation of a Stephen King novella, a searing drama about how the human spirit comes through many trials and tribulations. Excellent performances by the lead pair. Freeman does one of the best background narration jobs I have ever seen. Amitabh be damned.

Dil Se : Mani Ratnams first ever foray into Hindi Cinema, and without doubt, his biggest flop ever. But the movie had so many moments of magic, it will be impossible for me to forget. Shah Rukh Khan, standing on the railway platform in the rain, raindrops falling into his tea cup, watching Manisha leave and saying "This must be the world's shortest love story".....I just flipped.

More mooes from the holy cow to follow. Stay linked.

And fly I shall

It's been one heck of a week for me in Bangalore. Unexpected work pressure, coupled with the fury of the rain gods and chaotic roads, it's been quite a heady cocktail. However, i have one thing to look forward to. I am spending this Deepavali with my parents and sister at Doha. I fly this Saturday, and will forget about all the problems plaguing home. It's a break i really look forward to, and getting to eat mums cooking will be an added bonus. Off to Doha it is then, for a rain-noise-chaos free Deepavali.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Time to chill out

For quite some time now, my blogs have all been serious, and I have to admit that all i've done is crib and crib (not that I have any reason not to). Hence, this post is dedicated to a topic which is totally irrelevant to the previous few posts on my blog.
Guys (and Gals, though a miniscule minority) who know me, know that I am a total movie buff, who'll watch anything if given a bag of popcorn or a case of beer. I want to share a list of my all time favorite movies. Of course, it also comes with a recommendation to watch these movies if you haven't already.

The Godfather : What can I say? If you haven't heard of this movie, let alone see it, then please close the window and move to some other site. The rest of the stuff that follows is useless for you.

Fightclub : I cannot tell you much, because "The first rule of Fightclub is, YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHTCLUB". Cult Classic. David Fincher produces a gem. Brad Pitt and Edward Norton have never looked better. A man's film.

Lock, Stock and TwoSmoking Barrels : Guy Ritchie does a Mandrake, and overshadows Tarrantino with this crime flick, that is insanely whacky and funnily violent. The witty one liners surely do help.

Gloomy Sunday : German Movie about the times of the holocaust. About a song called "Gloomy Sunday", which causes people to commit suicide as soon as they hear it. People, who feel the grief in the song and cannot bear it. A beautifully made movie, with some amazing performances.

Lagaan : There are two things that ignite passion in any Indian's mind. Cricket and Movies. And no movie had ever been as cricket centric as Lagaan, thereby, by default, making it one of the biggest hits ever of Aamir Khans career. Also, we got to see the Indian team winning, which is a rarity in the modern era.

Okay, thats it for now. Will come back with more posts listing my favorite movies. The Holy Cow has mooed.

Monday, October 24, 2005

The Tale of a City I Loved

I have spent 18 years out of my 23 in Bangalore. Even for the 5 years that i spent in Mangalore, I always made it a point to visit Bangalore whenever i got any holidays.
I still remember those days, when as a kid who was lucky enough to have a bicycle, I used to roam around the city, racing on the streets with my friends. Those green trees that covered every boulevard, those beautiful flowers that were on them, so uniquely Bangalorean. The weather, so salubrious for a greater part of the year. Sleeping with the fan switched on even on the coldest of days. Dancing in the rains with my mouth open, hoping some of the hailstones would land in there. Eating Joy Ice Cream Candies for 2 bucks, which was akin to a treasure trove then. Going to the Lalbagh Flower show and watching those beautiful flowers adding to the glory of that beautiful place. Going to Puttanna theater to watch every new Ravichandran release. Eating "khara" Masala Poori at every "gaadi" i could find. Giving curious glances to all the old people who stationed themselves on the "katte" at the 4th Block Complex, discussing politics and their granchildren with equal ease. Belting Idli Vada Sambar for 10 Rs every Friday afternoon in SLV. Seeing my dad park his Bajaj Chetak in the middle of MG Road, cheerfully waving at the cops, who actually smiled back. The days when the city ended at Banashankari and BTM. Playing cricket on the main road. When Ganaati pandals on the streets were not cursed. When you could pick your luggage from the conveyer belt in the airport, standing next to stray dog which had gotten in. When we were taught that the Utility Building was the tallest in the city. When there was no Forum or Garuda, and we were actually happy with something or the other to while time away with.
I live in Bangalore. No matter what, this will always be home for me. I am proud to be a Bangalorean. But not even the most optimistic thoughts in my head tell me that Home is anymore where the heart is. The love has just died. It is just another city now. Just another f$#**d up city, that sits raped and naked.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

NRN quits BIAL....Woe upon us

Thanks to Deve Gowda and his uncouth behavior, making allegations left right and center without proof to back it up, NRN has, on moral grounds, resigned from the Chairmanship of the Bangalore International Airport Limited. Find more here.

Politicising the Last Refuge

The recent developments in Bangalore with regard to the Infrastructure maintainance has taken an ugly turn with Deve Gowda asking for an enquiry into the land acquisition done by Infosys in Bangalore. With this, he has proved that the last refuge for scoundrels ie Politics will not let the rest of the society prosper. Lets trace out the course of events that occured:

Event 1: BFIT, an unofficial forum of Bangaore's top IT Firms announce that they will boycott Bangalore as a form of protest against Bangalore's crumbling infrastructure.

Event 2: Nasscomm joins in, making the boycott near total. Bangalore poised to be a major embarassment to the state govenment.

Event 3: CM Dharam Singh covenes a meeting with IT honchos to persuade them not to bocott the event. Says nine flyover projects sanctioned during his reign and that construction of one flyover was finished within 45 days of his coming to power. Newspapers remind him that 9 flyovers are yet to take off, and the other flyover was under construction for 3 years prior to his coming to power. People snigger.

Event 4: A part of the government coalition goes on the offensive, choosing to bring ireelevant issues like job reservation in private sector into the limelight. Software companies flatly refuse to do so, say merit the only criterion for a job.

Event 5 : A meeting between govenment officials and IT honchos seals the deal. Firms to log in to and Government to prepare comprehensive action plan to tacke Infrastructure issues. Announce formation of a committee for this purpose. People's sides ache with laughter.

Event 6 : A group of vagrants calling themselves a state interest protection committee try and storm an Infosys office in Electronic City, demanding resrvation in jobs for locals. Their threat is foiled by a bunch of security gaurds aka Goorkhas from Nepal.

Event 7 : Deve Gowda chooses to lambast the Maharashtra Governor SM Krishna (known to some as Somanahalii Mallaiah Krishna, and to others as Simply Marvellous Krishna), for alleged corruption during his regime in Karnataka.

Event 8 : Marvellous Man hits back, says let enquiry begin from PWD department, which was headed by current CM. Battlelines are distinctly drawn, with SM raring to get back to real politics.

Event 9 : Devil Gowda, Doldrum Singh and NRN have a closed door conference, where they discuss the concept of Urban Governance, on the lines of Rajasthan's popular Rural Governance scheme, strongly advocated by Ramesh "Janaagraha" Ramanathan. NRN kicked about concept, showcases a united face together with Satans children.

Event 10 : Deve Gowda back to form after temporary aberration, berates NRN and Ramanathan for their "Wishful Thinking", says government not to serve people like they think. Demands enquiry into land allotted to Infy and total jobs given out by Infy to locals in return. Thinks the corporate world runs on the principle of Horse Trading.

Event 11 : Doldrum bends over, in the process rips his khadi cotton pajamas, and orders enquiry into land allotment for Infosys. NRN nowhere to be seen.

Event 12 : Bangaloreans continue to spend absurd amounts of time on road en route to work.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Part 2 of the saga - The Response

I am not very aware of copyrigt issues, but anyways, i will give total credit for the most wonderful "open letter" of my times to Garima.

They think they know the meaning of the word "morals". The men who have the gumption to pass lewd comments about members of the opposite sex, desecrating them, and everything that "morality" betokens. The men who, as a humble sign of their machismo and virility, intersperse every sentence with scurrilous obscenities. The men, who with the switching off of a few lights during a Sem hall event metamorphose into wild beasts,incanting then names of the popular females, dedicating songs like Yeh Chaand saa Roshan Chehraato them; females they know they'd never have the guts to talk to, face to face. The men who cant muster up enough courage to go up and speak to a member of the opposite sex, but spend hours giving finishing touches to the mails extending a hand of "friendship" to them. The men who take great pride in being spotted in the company of a female in the Wind T, whom they call "friends", but once back in the hostels, think about how it would be like to rape them. The men who spare not even the younger brother of an IIT female, in an attempt to gain more knowledge about her vital statistics. The men who scribble obscenities about IIT females (whom they call "non- males" with such pride) on the desks of MS720, the Reading Room and the Lecture Theatres. The erudite,scatological minds that seem to consider it their prerogative to educate (by means of vivid sketches engraved on the aforesaid desks), their lesser-informed brethren about the female anatomy. But of course, they wont take the pains to leave their signature below the pieces of art, made with such meticulous single-minded devotion. Or do I say they don't have the guts to do so. The men who have an insatiable appetite for porn, and live on it, day after day, night after night. The men who have never honestly submitted an assignment, without using "ftp", but leave no stone unturned in an attempt to put porn on their computers, purchased originally to aid them in their pedagogic pursuits. The men, for whom the sight of a "tote" LSR bandi is enough to get them salivating like mad dogs, desperate to lap up every little leftover that is thrown at them by these females. Yeh nahin toe koi aur sahi. And they call themselves "men". Men? Morals? I think the 2 words have nothing in common other than the same initial letter. And there's more. I haven't of course, had the good fortune of visiting the rooms in the boys' hostels, where the finer points, the vital and not-so-vital statistics of every female are a topic of feverish confabulations. I haven't of course, been privy to the secret fantasies of the male population aroused whenever they see a particular bandi, which are laid bare in front of the others, every night in the very same rooms? Welcome to IIT!! The institute, which helps in the all "round" development of your child, because other than learning the nuances of the art of committing "fraud" in every course, your son, along with the crme of the country unravels the mystic subtleties of what has caught his fancy since adolescence. And, even after all this, he can lecture about "morality" for hours. He thinks its his prerogative to bring to the notice of the other people, certain incidents where people don't seem to be adhering to these "morals". So the moment they notice a snap of a few girls wearing spaghettis, and showing their middle fingers, they run amok. Some take the pains of collaborating to form a "moral police", forwarding the snap to every person they know, some set it as their wallpaper, while others wonder about how they can use exploit their skills at digital processing now that they have been provided with a wonderful opportunity to do so. The common underlying reason behind all this activity: The guardians of morals and ethics have to root out all that's evil, all that's philistine, all that's corrupt. They have to make sure the females culpable of attempting to corrupt IIT's culture, are penitent throughout their lives and can not face anybody in the institute. The reaction from one of the involved: The middle finger raised so clearly is meant exactly for these men. And by forwarding the mail to more guys, you are only making my task simpler. Now if only you could do me another favour: forward this mail to as many people as you can.
Silence must not be interpreted as being mute. It does not mean submission; rather, revulsion and pity for these depraved reprobates.

Bravo! Nobody could have put it better.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Indian Men and their Double Standards

Take a good look at the photo above. Now what would strike you at first. I'm pretty sure you would be revolted by it. Even my reaction was "Holy @#$%". But then i thought, why not?
These are apparently girls from IIT Delhi or wherever, but from one of the Holy Grails of Indian Engineering colleges. As is clearly evident from the photo:
1. They are making lewd gestures at all us viewers.
2. They are wearing skimpy clothes.
3. They don't seem to care about consequenses.
These photos have apparently caused quite a furore in the college, with boys (educated, mind you) going on a full blown moral policing campaign. I have quite a few choice words for these guys. Is it ok if we make lewd gestures to each other, not just in photos? Of course, i am guilty of it as much as anyone else, and it's all done in good humor, agreed, but the girls in this photo are not attending Gandhi's funeral either, are they?
Now coming to the second point, which about their clothing (or the lack of it), weel, we dont see guys roaming around their hostels fully attired in a three piece suit with a cummerband, do we? I have know people in hostels who roam about in their undies. So why single out girls who were comfortable clothing when in private.
Thirdly, i'm assuming these photos were never meant to become public in the first place. So you can't really blame these chicks for all this. C'mon, it's time we accepted the fact that girls too wanna have fun. And coming up next is the reply of one of these girls to all the flak that they had to take from guys who thought they were doing wrong in posing for this photo. Party On!

Tag 23

One option is to laze around in the house in the day or visit one of the innumerable mini-theaters, and then in the evening, hit the beaches.

Before you wonder what

1. Delve into your blog archive
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to)
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to)
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions
5. Tag five people to do the same

I do not know of 5 people whom i can Tag, but i choose Akshay and

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Mangalore...Here I come

This is the best part of the year for me...when i have to work only for two days in a week. Work all done, i shall pack up and leave for Mangalore, my hometown. I am really looking forward to a refreshing break from the mundane routine that is my life. I have grand plans as to what i should do on the trip. One option is to laze around in the house in the day or visit one of the innumerable mini-theaters, and then in the evening, hit the beaches. Also on the cards is a trip to Goa with other friends. Also beautiful Kodachadri beckons, so does Kudremukh National Park, where i so desparately wanna camp. Alas, once the 5 days of holidays are done, i have to come back and give training to people who except so much from learned teachers. Well, aren't they in for a massive let down! Watch this space to get updates on my trip. Mangalore Ho!

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Bounty hunting in Bangalore

I am sure that as i am typing this, somewhere in Bangalore, a gang of labourers are getting ready to strike their pickaxes on an unsuspecting road, dig it up till it's beyond recognition and then, quite simply, leave. The amount of apathy shown to commuters, vehicular and pedestrian alike, is apalling. Most of the times, it the telephone compaies which are guilty of this. Of course, the BMP itself, which has a long history of extra ordinary stupidity at work, is no less guilty. In the end, it is us, the normal citizens, who lie at the bottom of the "screwed chain".

The way these guys go at the digging, if they showed the same interest in covering up the dug areas after the work's done, well, wouldn't that be just dandy. But, what the heck, why spoil a long tradition? I only hope they don't strike treasure, else we all can imagine a doomsday scenario on the roads. (Not that it isn't so already!)

Monday, October 03, 2005

TV killed the Radio Star

It was one heck of a weekend here in bangalore. There was no cable TV, thanks to a snap strike called by the operators who are protesting against some sort of Tax being introduced. If it does (get introduced) then it is we poor TV viewers who will have to shell out an additional 1300 bucks (one time) and 25 Rs/month extra.

This makes me wonder as to why the state government has to adopt this double taxation policy. It is of keen interest for me to find out what all this money is used for. It definitely isn't upgradation of infrastructure in Bangalore, and it also ain't for the rural areas, coz if it was, then by now you would have seen full page ads in the newspapers. Makes me wonder....

All in all, i missed a good line-up of movies over the weekend. To beat boredom, i went out of the house for a beat in the city, but i hadn't bargained for the rest of the Bangaloreans thinking on the same lines. So came back home bone tired, and switched on the good ole radio. Heard some decent music, inane RJ chatter and lots and lots of ads. Strike one for the Radio.