Predicting your life

The love day is about to begin within a week. But before finding love, did you consult the astrologer?

A popular debate on a TV show revealed that people , rather younger generation are now more keen towards the arranged marriage. And most of the arranged marriages happen mostly with the consultation of the astrologers. How does horoscopes affect marriages? Not only the horoscopes, but many other factors like the place and date and time of birth decides many important milestones of our lives. Should we rely on them to lead our lives?Continue reading →

Futuristic Introspection

The sky is cloudy again.

This week has knocked me down again. I missed out the daily posts one day, because of no power for that whole day. There were times when I had so much to write, but found myself very lazy. Some short stories, some film reviews, some travelogues, everything is in pending.

I tried to be active on twitter, and even crossed 1000 tweets. Not that its not a good sign, but the thing is it made me realize whether I was blurting out nonsense. About the running time. About wasting it. About myself. And what I am doing and saying to make myself feel worthy.Continue reading →

Cupid thoughts

Love is in the air,
When you start to stare,
At the golden sky, Into a wild dream,
And as you close your eye, it opens with a new beam.

Love is in the air,
When the binding thread is care,
With a drop of warmth and trust with open blinds,
Working towards the growth of respectful minds.Continue reading →

Kaayal from Kerala

Along with money, love and time, which drives human beings mad, is love for food! And especially if your are residing outside your city, it increases exponentially.

Bangalore has been known to me as the hub of NRM or NRK – Non Resident Malayalees or Keralites. Its an altogether different matter that you will find them wherever you go. Chennai was far better in that case. It gave me the realization that I was in a different land, but which served you with good food!!! I had started liking various South Indian dishes only after staying in Chennai. There we had the famous Tharavad and Kumarakom restaurants for Malayalees. I had not liked the Bangalorean food for that matter, for reasons which cannot be disclosed due to security reasons! Every time, we went out, I had gone for North Indian or Italian or Tamilian or Fast Food, or more commonly Mallu (short form for Malayali) food for most occasions.

Kaayal restaurant was one of the few we have been dining off late. The options were Malabar and Kalavara of which Kaayal turned out to be the winner. I have heard of some other restaurants too, but they all are at far distance from my reach and this restuarant is nearby Jeevan Bhima Nagar (near Indira Nagar) and hence easily reachable. At times, it drives us mad, having a single Kerala Sadya menu and nothing else, when we wanted to have something other than rice! But still, it remains the only choice still now. The ambience and the food and the menu have been good enough till now.

Any other recommended Mallu restaurants in Bangalore?

Tear Analysis of Roger Federer

It seems every Monday of this year is hitting me hard. Last month, a similar Monday, I had started off the new year. And today, I start off another month. But the situation remains the same. I did try to ward off the blues but I guess, its the hangover of yesterday’s match which made Roger Federer cry!! (Yeah, I do keep blurting out PJ’s in between to cheer up myself!)

From last night, I had so many ideas in mind, but the clouds didn’t seem to clear. I was reading whole morning of the news reports of the Australian Open Final match. Especially the interviews and photos. Not that I am such a dying hard of both the players! (I came to know about tennis and these two only very recently, thanks to RK) The outburst of feelings and emotions, and then the consolation of Rafael Nadal, had stirred my mind regarding the friendships among the rivalry. And also the common topic of men crying in public. Continue reading →

Gandhi and I…

January 30. The day when the father of the nation, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, was assassinated.

I remember this day from the school. At the assembly, on this day, we would be reminded to follow the silent standing ceremony at around 10 or 10.30 am. The bell would ring at an odd time in midst of the class period, and we would all stand for one single minute in silence to commemorate the assassination of Gandhiji. We considered this break a warm welcome to the same routine of the teaching. In those days, I don’t remember having a break in the morning session.

In the high school, we had to study full history and autobiography of Gandhiji, “My Experiments with Truth”, in the form of English-II subject. Though it was the edited or the simplified version, we had to study his whole life. It was interesting at some points, but from the point of view of exams, it was not. I even once wondered, if Gandhiji was not there, we would have escaped this subject etc!

When I was in school, I remember watching the film Gandhi, on either August 15th, January 26th or October 2nd. But I remember the school book rather than the film.Continue reading →