Friday, April 13, 2007

Things I like doing da most ! !

Well, this post, as da title says, is about what I luv to do the most….. If ya have patience, go thru' .. or else, just close da window and do ur work..

First of all, lemme make it clear that I’m not a real connoisseur in anything, to brag about … I just luv to do certain things, on which I’m gonna post.. That too, I didn’t come to the decision. . This is ‘coz the “gal” in my previous post was asking me to do it.. As a result, I decided to scribble something almost everyday, when I'm free..

Okay.. The first thing I’d luv to die for is…. Comics!! I’m not saying comics like Archie’s, richie rich kinda stuff.. I’m talking about serious, hardcore comic work... How I got pulled in to the world of offbeat comic stuff itself is something interesting (at least, I think like that... I dunno what da readers think)... I still remember exactly those days when I got introduced in to comics. . I was very young at that time... Hardly 5-6 yrs old... My father, Mr. Giriraajan, once bought me something... He used to always get me things that r totally out of da world, those days.. He’ll bring in things that r normally not seen anywhere in da neighborhood… No body would’ve known things like tht at that time... . . Once, like that, he gave me a package.. Inside that, there was a book, printed and illustrated, all in black and white.. That was in Tamil also.. I was a bit curious.. ‘Coz, he always used to bring me toys, electronic stuff and things like that, till that day.. This is da first time he has brought something made in paper.. I started to read it.. (for ur info, even be4 I joined my kinder garden, I was able to read fluently Tamil and English… Again, my father’s preparation)...

It was a story of four cowboys, saving a beautiful young lady from the clutches of evil red-Indians... The art work was stunning... I instantly became a fan for that comic... After that, every month, my father used to bring that particular comic to me... That comic, which became like a very intimate buddy, was nothing but the fantastic ‘Lion Comics’. .

It comes even now, once in a month, and even today, I just run to the store, grab it up and read it like a mad man... It’s just fantastic, dude!! Even today, the same quality is there.. And, about those four heroes, they are none other than the Inimitable Tex Willer, His intimate buddy Kit Carson, Tex’s son Kit, and Kit’s friend Tiger Jack...

For info abt Tex Willer, check wikipedia in da following link..

Also check out

Even now, Tex ‘s stories come in Lion comics.. And, I njoy reading them, to the most….

Also , there are so many heroes like Rick Hochet (popularly called as reporter Johnny), Captain Blueberry(AKA Tiger), Jess long, The crocodiles, Spider, Robot Archie, Chick Bill, Lucky Luke, Captain Prince, Martin, and the most important of them all, Jason Fly (Agent XIII, as he is known)..

Especially, this Agent XIII series is a very famous comic all over the world, and it has some fantabulous sketches, totally realistic.. So far, some 14 parts have come in Lion, and all of them are superhits.. This character has been created my blending the famous Jason Bourne, from the Bourne series of Robert Ludlum, and the murder of JFK. . Take a luk at this link to find more abt Agent XIII.

Frankly, this is my most favorite comic in any language, so far… I like it very much..

Then , there are tht eregular english comics, like Batman, Asterix & Obilix, Tintin etc...

And then, after comics, my father started to take me to movies.. Not the ordinary ones, he always used to take me to English movies only.. The first ever movie that I saw , with my father in English , is ‘Rambo II’ . . In central theater.. I still remember every second of my preparation for that movie...

I wrote the name of that movie in a small paper strip, kept it tightly inside my hand, slept with it all thru’ da nite and then in da morning, as soon as I woke up, started jumping in joy that I’m gonna c a movie…. (I hv seen a few Tamil movies be4 that.. so, was a bit interested)..

And, then he took me to Central.. The first time I’m going to that theater.. Even now, ask the Cbe ppl abt which theater they like the most.. And, I bet 7 out of 10 will tell Central. It has become an integral part of the ppl of Cbe.. That theatre is like that.. Magnanimous, like a very old wise guy, who’s always standing for us.. So, inside we went.. A proud father taking his boy to a new world, getting the boy to familiarize with some fantastic flicks to come later on... I absolutely enjoyed the movie, and was very very happy… From then on, any time a new, good English flick comes, my father took me to that movie.. I can never forget this in my life..

Then, slowly I started to grow.. And, my passion towards comics slowly started to transform in to a kinda interest towards books... I started reading books, first in Tamil and then English books, then novels.. I exactly remember the name of my first novel.. It’s called “The spandeau Phoenix” , by a new author called Greg Isles. That was his first book, and I started reading it when in my 6th standard.. It was really a huge book.. Finished it around 2 weeks... From then on, whenever I get to see an English novel nearby, I use to grab it up and read... I then read a novel called “Shadow over Babylon”, a Saddam assassination mystery. Then slowly and staidly, started to read frequently the good novels like, Crime & punishment, da day of the jackal, godfather, Shall we tell the president... All during my school days...

Then, the next best thing I can do ,is to watch movies and hear music.. Gimme any movie, any kinda one.. Drama, comedy, romance, Spaghetti westerns.. I’l c them all.. I like movies very much, and am interested to make quite a few, in da future .. J .. My all time favorite movies are as follows... ( if ya don’t like to read the big list, then just close da window..)

  1. The Shawshank Redemption
  2. Seven
  3. Forrest Gump /A beautiful mind / Matilda
  4. Hazaaron Khwaishen Aisi
  5. Silence of the Lambs / Lethal Weapon series
  6. Bridges of Madison County
  7. All Quentin Tarentino movies/All Sergio Leone flicks (the dollar trilogy ESP. With Clint Eastwood)
  8. All Robert Rodriguez Flicks
  9. All Manirathnam films
  10. Hey Ram
  11. Romcoms like Hitch, 50 first dates, Hope floats, Love actually, Lake House etc…
  12. Anand
  13. CrimeSpree
  14. GoldenEye
  15. Get Carter
  16. The remaining movies like Broken arrow, Pulp fiction, Last castle, Matrix trilogy, LOR trilogy etc….

There are so many flicks left out from da list but I like them too.. Da prob is that, I can’t remember most of their names now, to reproduce...

And then , there is music !! I’d give my whole life just for da pleasure of hearing my most favorite songs, on the night after a heavy rain, when it’s drizzling, and when my mind is relaxed and calm. In such a condition, I can hear songs da entire nite…

I luv da songs of Kishore da, like hell… I hv a huge collection of his songs and he is my most favorite singer, in any language, on any given day.. My most favorite Kishore da song is ‘Pal pal dil ke paas’ from Blackmail, and then there are songs like ‘Kora khagaz tha ye man mera’, ‘oh sathi re’, ‘Yeh jo mohabbat hai’, ‘meet na mila re man ka’, ‘tere bina- aandhi’… Countless.. I also like da songs he has sung for Amitabh Bachchan.. ‘Rote hue aatein hai sab’, ‘Pan banaras wala’, ‘Pag gungroo bandh ‘ etc… All these songs are superb, and immediately on hearing them , I just feel like freaking out, to the extreme..

There are also other songs sung by the Big B himself, like ‘Rang barse’, ‘mere angne mein’, Neela asma ‘, and many more.. There are some rafi songs too, and selected ones by Mukesh also, in my favorite list.. Also, I like most songs by the Burmans, Kalyanji Anandji, Khayyam, Salil Choudary etc..

In tamil, well, there is the master himself, Ilayaraja, and then there is Rahman.. There are an infinite no of songs by these two, and hearing them is just fantastic..

And, there is also some English songs, hearing whch, would make u feel like u r in heaven…

My most favorite song list is given in my Orkut profile.. Go see it..

Well, folks.. I think I better wind it off.. This is going like a boring lecture, which ‘ll not b over at all.. So, I stop it here. Meet u all in da next post.. Until then, Njoy life , & Hv a Bash !!!

Monday, April 09, 2007

Me, myself and this gal !!!

Well, this blog entry is a bit personal... But then, just wanted to tell abt someone..

It was the year 2000. I just had finished my UG. Was wandering in da streets of RS Puram and njoying life. Those were da times when there is nothing serious inside da mind and everywhere it appears sunshine and rainbows , and life was simply bindaas !!

One night , was just sitting in a friend’s Internet café and was mindlessly chatting in da Coimbatore chat room of yahoo… There , got hold of a gal.. (For that matter, I don’t even know it was a girl… da id was a bit peculiar).. It was a very casual kinda chat.. lasted for some 15-20 mts.. da time was already 10:00 PM.. closing time for da café and so, finished up da chat.. The girl gave her home no and asked me to call.. Initially, I thgt it’s some kinda bakra thing… But then, went out and gave a call to that no...To my real surprise, that gal herself answered da fone.. It was very casual.. Da chat lasted for some time.. Learnt that she lives in colony and that she’d just finished her UG also... Then, da talk ended and I went to home..

From then on, whenever I go, I ‘l check she’s there or not... Sometime, she’ll b and sometimes, she won’t.. This went on for another 2-3 yrs.. In all these yrs, I’d’ve chatted only for a less no of times with her.. Then came da next level..

I wz doing my PG by this time.. After I finished, was again meandering and da same story continued.. After some months, decided to move to B’lore to take up a course in N/W and went there and joined a center... It was at this time that I got a mail from this friend of mine that she’s also moved to B’lore.. She joined a S/W company there and was incidentally in a particular field of joining which I wz also giving a thought.. Then, I called her up, she answered and advised me to join that field, as it was a bit popular at t hat time.. So, immediately I came out of t his N/W course, and joined this new course.. It ended in 2 months and then I came to cbe again , to look for jobs.. Even at this time , I was not that keen in getting a job.. So, was meandering again.. She used to advice me up in chats to get a job soon…

I used to call her up every time I went for an interview and she’d help me up with some important gyaan...She used to pacify me abt da flopped interviews.. This went on for some time.. And, then, the next level..

By this time, I landed on a job.. She was really happy on hearing that, and I went to her city after tht.. I met this girl for da first time !! That meeting was great … She was very very casual, jovial, freaking out and was a great companion.. That nite, I had a stroll with her in the quite roads near her home.. It was fantastic, to say da least.. I thoroughly njoyed every second of it, and was not at all willing to go back.. But then , gotta go..

Immediately after a couple of days, I again met her.. This time, she was more casual, more freaking out and more jovial.. J .. I spent a whole afternoon and da evening with her.. We both njoyed it a lot... When I left her, it was around late in da nite..

That nite, I was supposed to travel back to my city.. Through out da nite, frankly I was thinking abt this gal.. Somehow, I dunno what mede to think abt her.. Anyhow, whatever I thought, ended in this gal ultimately…

Da next morning, I decided to type a mail to this gal abt this.. I was thinking abt this and suddenly got a cal from her !! She too was telling da same thing … and then.. Some more calls.. From that day onwards, everyday I’m chatting with this gal almost for da entire day.. We met twice after that, once in my town and the next time in her town.. Both meetings were fantastic…

Now, presently, If u ask me what do I think abt this gal, well…. I know I’m loving this gal.. I know it very well.. She’s like a princess to me...I know very well, If I hv this gal with me, I can b rest assured that , both our lives ‘ll b superb !! This gal also loves me, I know.. Also, seeing this fl is like seeing myself in a mirror.. She exactly is like me... in all aspects.. more or less, we both hv da same taste in almost anything.. It’s good to hv someone like this thru out da life…

She’s like da Scarlett O Hara of Gone with da wind, having a few traces of da lovely Francesca from Bridges of Madison county…. Having this gal with me is like, wonderful… There is one famous song by Ronan Keating.. It’s my most favorite and it goes like this...

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing

The smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as they may they can never define
What's being said between your heart and mine….

Every line is true when this gal is around.. She somehow makes da environment electrifying, and every second I ‘m with her, I’m njoying!!

When I think abt this girl, certain lines from Bridges of Madison County come to my memory…

Da hero , Robert Kincaid, a middle aged photographer, meets a lady on his way to film an old bridge for National geographic.. They both fall in love da first time they meet.. and, when he leaves, he asks :

               Francesca, listen to me. You think 
               What’s happened to us happens to just 
               anybody? What we feel for each other? 
               How much we feel? We're not even two 
               separate people anymore. Some people 
               search their whole lives for it and 
               wind up alone -- most people don't 
               even think it exists and you're going 
               to tell me that giving it up is the 
               right thing to do? That staying here 
               alone in a marriage, alone in a town 
               you hate, in a house you don't feel 
               apart of anymore -- you're telling me 
               that's the right thing to do!?
They both stay for just 4 days .. After that, he gotta leave for his hometown.. He’l never return back.. On that day, Francesca ‘s husband returns, and they both go for shopping. 
        Francesca places a bag of groceries on the front seat of the 
         truck, then gets in herself to wait for Richard (Her husband).
         Through the windshield, she sees ROBERT standing beside his 
         truck across the street, staring at her. Her heart stops. 
         For a moment, she isn't even sure he's real.
         The town moves about its business around them. But neither 
         notice or care. Whatever safety or forgetfulness she felt is 
         gone. Her feelings burst through. She sits there helpless 
         before him -- willing to go or stay depending on what he did.
         He begins walking towards her. She prepares herself. Her life 
         will change -- it has to. There's not turning back.
         But the closer Robert gets, the clearer he can see that she 
         is crying. And he stops.
         Without any words, he realizes what taking her with him would 
         mean. With just a glance, he sacrifices her. With their eyes 
         locked in the middle of Main Street -- in front of the whole 
         town -- they smile and say goodbye.
         Robert returns to his truck. He drives off down Main Street, 
         taking the first left.
         Moments later, Richard throws the feed bag into the back of 
         his truck and gets in. Francesca is wiping her eyes.
         He doesn't notice. He drives off in the same direction as 
                              FRANCESCA thinks:- 
                 For a moment, I didn't know where I 
                 was. And for a split second, the 
                 thought crossed my mind that he 
                 really didn't want me -- that it was 
                 easy to walk away.
         As they pass the corner where Robert made his left turn, 
         Francesca turns to look and sees:
         ROBERT'S TRUCK IS PARKED just off the corner. As if he had to 
         drive away to get out of sight, but couldn't bring himself to 
         drive any further.
         The sight of him hiding there breaks Francesca's heart, she 
         turns away from her husband to hide the tears.
That’s it !! That’s da last time she sees him.. After 15 years, she gets a letter that Robert has died.. 

I just can’t help thinking that , may b, after some time, this mite happen to us also.. Well, I’m not sure.. Anything mite happen.. But , if this gal agrees, I’m determined that I ‘l hv this gal throughout my life with me !!

jeevan dagar mein prem nagar mein
aaya nazar mein jab se koi hain
tu sochta hain tu puchata hain
jiski kami thi kya yeh wohi hain
haa yeh wohi hain - 2
tu ek pyasa aur yeh nadi hain
kaahe nahi isko tu khulke bataye
jo hai ankahee jo hai ansuni
woh baat kya hai bata

It all depends on what the gal thinks..My piece of advice(she's been getting a lot these days ...)

teri nigaahen, paa gayi rahein
par tu yeh soche jaaun na jaaun
yeh zindagi jo hai naachti toh
kyon bediyon mein hai tere paanv
preet ki dhun par naach le paagal
udta agar hai udne de aanchal
kaahe koi apne ko aaise tarsaaye
jo hai ankahee jo hai ansuni
woh baat kya hai bata
Mitwa kahein dharkanein tujhse kya
mitwa yeh khudse toh na tu chhupa ! !

Anyway, let’s c……. After all, Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free” . . . . .

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