Thursday, September 21, 2006

Are you?

Are you the gentle breeze?
Too subtle to stroke

Are you the late night moon?
The one beyond the cloud

Are you the ocean tide?
Low on a darker night

Are you the smothered blaze?
Like a stifled rage

Are you the arcane riddle?
Long lost and unknown

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Visual treat



Behold this scene
With a serene smile
From a grassy pane
Colorful spectrum
Wax and wane
Lost in a hazy spray




From a mighty cascade
As white as snow
Sputters for a mile
Like mist and smoke




Lawn so lush
Scent of the soil
Whiff of water
Music in the air
Drops of drizzle
Stroke your skin




Thud of gushing water
Is all that you hear
Etch this sight
As a memory for life

Friday, September 15, 2006

1 a.m., a regular Wednesday evening (Yes, when the night is still young)
* Bright like mid-day with lights glaring from all directions....
* Road side stores roll out the rug for little trinkets that make souvenirs….
* You hear someone haggling over the price of WTC posters….
* A Mexican girl and a European guy are busy posing for a sketch….
* Voices scream–‘akkada ledhu ra’ and ‘koodeya va, illena tholanjupopora pa’ simultaneously
* Yellow colored taxis zipped right past you, that you thought you were ripped apart….
* Buzzing people, whizzing cars, and zooming emergency vehicles sing the real tune of Times Square, NYC



There is something about the City that makes it categorically special. May be it’s just the commotion; eternal energy and undying vigor that makes people throng this place well past mid-night. My association with the City is rather limited, but every place that I have been to exhibits a certain character, a display of strength, and suave spirit. Even in a Starbucks that’s in every corner, there is an expression of purpose. It’s a place where there is something for everyone. A quiet cruise to Staten Island or the Liberty Statue, an Ellis Island for the historically inclined (well, you know about American ‘history’ ;-)), a serene walk across the Brooklyn Bridge for a distant panoramic vista, an awe inspiring view from the Empire State, the Ground Zero to tell the tales of torn down towers, the business district of downtown, the entertainment of Times Square, the Garment district for a run on your wallet or harmless window shopping, the party place around NYU for some booze and dance and Saravana Bhavan if you miss Madras and many much more.

I was truly upset to see Luzern shamelessly showing off for "New York Nagaram.."



How I wish I could wake up every morning to its music looking from a window of a forty (a very humble wish) storey building, only to know I wasn’t dreaming!

After all it’s the city that never sleeps....
Now how did Vaali say “New York Nagaram urangum neram”? ;-)

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Jyotika and Surya wedding snaps






It must have all started with some friendly banter ;) from Poovelam Kettupar..
It is said that Jo recomended Surya for Kaakka Kaakka
Fans did not miss their on-screen chemistry
reel life romance will continue for real
as they become man and wife






Monday, September 11, 2006

Even if you were the Schumacher, pit stops are absolutely essential. However fuel efficient your engine is, whatever you use firestone or bridge stone, travel light and stop just as often as you need to. Mature drivers know that a quick explosion does not take them to the finish line, a calm breath at the pit stop does.

What is maturity?

Maturity does not come with the come with the number of races you have had, but with the number of races where you applied a bit of your mind ….

1. ability to control anger and lug the car without exploding
2. patience to finish all the laps before sighting finish line
3. willingness to pass up immediate pleasure in favor of long term gain
4. perseverance to continue the race even when you are the last
5. capability to face the media after a dismal performance
6. attitude to hold your head on your shoulders after a routing victory
7. holding back “I told you so” when proven right
8. not blaming the track or the media or the tires or the weather ….
9. resolute decisions in when to take your pit stops
10. yet.. hopeful of your next race

Success in a race is not Boolean
Being first or not
It is learning a step for your next ride
Come back intact

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Whose life are you living, Jess?
If you try pleasing 'em for ever,
you're gonna end up blaming 'em.

-The coach in Bend it like Beckham