Hitchin', the nerd way...

It's August, that part of the year where I tend to get a bit romantic and subsequently highly frustrated and reflective. This year has been great though, no beau femme citings so far and so no disappointments... but how long will this status quo last.

Through my extensive experience in this rather cliched area I have learnt many things which weren't to be learnt the way I did. I will try to help all you readers, through this blog, to learn the art of Hitchin in a regressive fashion. If you are among those who doubt my credentials in this area of human behavioral science you might abstain from reading further, at your own loss...

I quote my self (actually Tom)..."Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get".

Take 1: Night Shuttle Taxi, getting back home on a rainy friday night.

The night was as usual, dark and tired. I wasn't definitely in my best form thanks to my engagement manager who managed to suck the last ounce of blood from my body to get his stuff done. But, there was a twist. A milk chocolate this time, can't really comment on the looks in the entirety since I got only few glimpses of it through the disperesed light entering the cab.
We were alone in the cab's rear seat and the driver was busy doin his job.
As the cab drove through the straight stretches of the road, rolled over the steep edges I felt a tingling sensation on my shoulders and realized it was due to her shoulders rubbing with mine...
Then I heard a faint voice, " So, where is it that you live???"

What I did: "If it wasn't for my stupid boss who overdoses me with work and this cab driver who keeps me rolling over your shoulders every now and then, my dreams"...

What happened: The girl acted as if she went deaf for a moment and for the remainder of the journey she acted as if I wasn't around et all...

Lesson learnt: Hmm... am still figuring out on what exactly went wrong... I guess I should stop dreamin when I can actually live 'em.

Take 2: Lift

A morose training session with a few attractive dark chocolates. Did I manage to strike a chord??? Well, the facilitator was pretty nice to me and gave me enough opportunities to exhibit my prowess...
While walkin back to my desk, I noticed that one of them was following me, probably to get back to her desk or... ahem... you know what. As she got in to vocal proximity she tried to trigger a vague conversation on a mundane topic...

What I did:
Never completed this one...

Independence...

What is Independence? What is independence?

This phrase kinda reminds me of a popular (my fav) number of metallica where a young american asks his father... What is democracy? and the guy replies ... It something about young boys killing each other.

Strange??? You must listen to track to understand it...

Getting back to Independence...
I believe, the term has varied meanings to different people. Some interpret it as just the absence of oppression while others attach a broader meaning to it.

No matter what it means do you really think that we follow it in the truest form???

Every year we hear lot of rhetoric speeches made by seemingly learned people about the freedom struggle and how some of our "so called" parents of the nation (dint want to make seperate references to the fathers, mothers, grandfathers etc..,) relieved us from the autocratic rule of the British. But do they understand that we aren't yet completely independent???

Independence in the truest form for me is total self reliance on one's own resources i.e.., living all by ourselves without interfering much with the nature (environment) around. If you've started guessing where am heading then you definetly are one of those who can think beyond these virtual boxes of countries and their independence.

Consider this, the narrow minded socio-eco-political policies of different nations are causing more distress to the who mankind now than they ever did. A country needs to show its supremacy on the others, it goes on destroying nature under the pretext of democracy and independence.

Can we sustain such an independence???

We need to understand that beyond the narrow motives of our individual nations there exists a bigger responsibility that we need to shoulder, that of preserving this planet. Because, if we don't do that, no matter how hard we scream that we are independent we won't survive a while longer...

Try to answer the question at this link:
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/?qid=20060704195516AAnrdOD

Vendetta.

Irony, Irony…

Hang on for a moment and look at the world around you, what do you notice? A bunch of Ironies in each and every aspect of it…

Most people want something, but their representatives want quite the opposite. For some strange reason I find it very hilarious when Rajdeep shifts from his energetic tone and accepts defeat in front of the whole country almost every night, “But sir, the Poll results seem to be pointing something else…”

If you belong to one of the (“So called”) socially backward classes please do not consider these as my personal remarks. I am just trying to make some general statements… Before we delve with the nitty-gritty’s of the issue, I want to make it clear that I am not attempting to either support or discount the concept of reservations, it’s the inherent incoherence that I want to point at.

Switch on your television these days and all you can see is hundreds of young people dressed in their pristine aprons shouting and desperately trying to make their point heard. Not a new phenomenon one might say, “It is the same old tamasaha, Medha Patkar did it sometime back too”. But isn’t there an anomaly in the entire event, a Hunger strike by a veteran (at the art of it) caused so much uproar in the system making so many political, bureaucratic and theatrical personalities reach for her to convince her and make her withdraw, where as a Hundred medicos striking didn’t get much attention beyond the electronic and print media.

Why are our politicians so oblivious of the situation? Till date, I haven’t heard a single politician coming out in the open and commenting (leave alone supporting) the issue. The answer might be simple but is it easy to digest? What is happening to all the mandate of the students and community that is protesting? Their representatives who should have been talking on their behalf seem to have held their peace and let things happen.

“This government does not seem to understand peaceful protests, all they need are people like the Naxalites and the Maoists” – An agitated student who was manhandled by the policemen in Mumbai. Though this was an emotional statement, it can be an eventuality considering the levels of frustration in today’s youth.

“People should not be afraid of their Governments, Governments should be afraid of their people” - ‘V’

Long Time...

Long time…
For patrons who, despite my sloth or rather inability to add any new posts, continued to visit by Blog… I promise to be more regular in enriching your lives with my little tales of sorrow…

… It’s been 2 long months since I used my numb fingers to key in anything on this Blog. It was due to the new phenomenon that predominantly gripped the software junta, Orkutting. Am not sure whether I am the first person to coin this word but yeah, I am sure that it’s pretty much engraved on every young person’s mind. If you are someone who haven’t heard about it then may be you should get your Carbon Dating done… Who knows you just might be older than what you think you are!!!

I really don’t relish dissecting behavior of the masses but this one aspect seems pretty obscure, why is there a sudden surge in the interest of people in Orkut? Do we see a pattern emerging? Or it is just a mass hysteria? As I was told by a psychologist, most of the humans’ feelings can be attributed to Hormones, and so does this sudden desire to display one’s personality and know about others … Now, it’s a matter of debate on which one of the hormones is causing this imbalance. From my observation I understand that it has got something to do with an amalgamation of adrenalin and estrogen/ testosterone … Well the basis, as one might ask, is my observation…

Most scraps, sparing those serious/personal ones who for all I know shouldn’t be on the scrap book at all, can be classified in to 2 categories…
1) Hey, What’s up? Types…
Very informative, the response to these scraps can be of specific interest of Stalkers…. My personal favorite.
2) Can you be my dear friend? Types…
Hilarious… It clearly displays how some people can completely kill their ego and conscience to get to the opposite (or in some cases same) sex.
“hey, we were born in the same year, can we be friends?’, “Hi, We share the same last name, can we be friends?” and this is the clincher, “Hi, There are many ships, but the best ship is Friendship… Will you be my friend?”

I believe that what you score on your scrap book or your friend/ fan list is directly proportional to the quality of your photograph… People don’t seem to give a darn about the person behind it; all they need is a photograph which is appealing. So, what does one do when he realizes that he’s not an Orkutable (read as Marketable) material. Simple, he/she either changes the photograph to one of a good looking person’s. The key here is to select a person who is both disturbingly good looking yet not very well-known.

And if you have to please someone with your (pretentious) sweet words, Orkut provides for it too… through the testimonials. Of the 100s of profiles I have been through not one person had to say a bad thing about his/her friend. Well, even if they did, they usually kept it well hidden under the creamy layer of ostentatious praises…

If you’ve started thinking that I am completely digressed… May be I am, Courtesy Orkut!

Roots...

Quite often caught in the vicious circle of our personal motifs we forget our past, our roots, our very cause of existence. Through my prep for a B-school interview I got the opportunity to re-discover my past and I must say it was one hell of a journey. Though I pretend to be very humble most of times I can’t do it in this particular occasion because it’s just too big to be humble about (I am contemplating a movie once I have enough resources to fund it).

To begin with, my fore fathers were prosperous diamond merchants. They migrated to Nalgonda district from southern Coastal Andhra’s Nellore district 400 years ago. (Source: My great grandfather’s personal diary).

Though there are a number of anecdotes that I could narrate about the family I want to talk about one particular person who I find, besides my grand father, very intriguing. Shri Raavi Narayan Reddy, born in the year 1908, he is someone every person in the family now and for generations to come will look up to.

I guess it was the era, the period of freedom struggle that inspired many a young person like my great grandfather to leave lives of luxury and jump in to active public service and politics. Born in a family of a prosperous farmer and Zamindhar he had every luxury available but he chose to leave all of them behind to fight for his people. Besides being an active participant in the Civil Disobedience Movement he was also the pioneer of the Telangana Peasant struggle, which was also called the Andhra Mahasabha.

Under Nizam's rule in the native state of Hyderabad, the atrocities of landlords on the peasants knew no limits. `Vetti' and all other types of levies would be arbitrarily and forcibly imposed upon the rural population. Landlords' goondas armed with lathis, swords etc. would enforce the orders and wishes by beating up peasants and murdering those who resisted. The Nizam's administration and police invariably sided with the landlords. The Andhra Mahasabha as a mass organization started building up the resistance of the people. To ensure security for the people and leaders from the goondas of the landlords, the Andhra Mahasabha, which by then had come to be led by the Communists, started organizing squads and arming them with lathis. The struggle against landlords' atrocities and levies soon developed into a struggle for land. This implied a fight against the prevailing law as well as Nizam's rule, which as already in full support of the landlords. It is thus that the full character of the Telengana armed struggle developed. It grew into full-fledged guerilla warfare against the armed forces of the Nizam.

After India achieved Freedom, there was a conspiracy to keep the Hyderabad State (the largest native state in British India), as an independent entity right in the centre of the country. The Telengana struggle led by the Communists fought against this conspiracy of the Nizam, his Razakars and armed forces, his landlord supporters etc., incurring huge losses in lives. It paved the way for Hyderabad’s accession to India. The Struggle which went on from 1946 till 1951 when it was formally withdrawn was one of the most heroic struggles led by the communists. It was a battle against feudal oppression rampant in the state. About a thousand Jagirdars and Deshmukhs held one-third of the cultivable land, or 10 percent of the landowners held 80 per cent of land while 23.77 Lakh families (at that time) had no land at all. The fact that the Hindu feudal lords joined hands with the aggressively communal Razakars revealed the class nature of the struggle.

In this Telengana struggle, more than 4000 communists and their supporters lost their lives, but they could liberate 2,500 villages from the autocratic and oppressive rule of the Nizam, distribute about a million acres of land and eradicate `vetti' (forced labor). Among the 4000 people who lost their lives were people from my family. An inevitable bye-product of this struggle was the land struggle, the distribution of land belonging to the Jagirdars and landlords. The Bhoodan movement launched later by Vinoba Bhave was admittedly an aftermath of the Telengana struggle.

"Our movement which had begun with abolition of taxes, forced labor and with distribution of landlords' lands went ahead with the people distributing thousands of acres of waste, fallow and peramboke land. They took to cultivation of those lands. Lands enjoyed by the landlords with false revenue certificates were taken over and distributed. A ceiling on landlord's holding was fixed and the rest distributed among the people, particularly among agricultural workers and landless poor. All the lands, implements and cattle of landlords who were allies of the enemy were taken over and distributed. Documents of debts with moneylenders and landlords were destroyed and such debts made infructuous. Hundreds of quintals of food grains were taken over from the godowns of traitors and given away to the people. Wages of agricultural labor were raised. Toddy tappers were given toddy trees free of cost...” etc.
- Raavi Narayan Reddy

Post Independence he was elected to the first Indian Parliament as a representative of the People’s Democratic Front party. It is said that in the first general election he got more mandate than Pandit Nehru! He subsequently served a term in the A.P. State Assembly and then another term in the parliament. He passed away in the year 1991 at the age of 86. He was conferred Padma Vibhushan, the second highest civilian felicitation, in 1992 for his extraordinary contribution to the nation. He also received an Honorary Doctorate from Andhra University and a Kala Prapoorna for his proven inspirational literary prowess.

A simple search on his name on Google gave me around 130 hits, this alone indicates what I missed all these days. Though there is a lot left for me to learn and explore about my family and it's roots I believe that I made the right start and I suggest, if possible, everyone who’s reading this take some time off from your busy schedules and look back, in to the glorious past of your respective families, states and nations. I am sure you will find a lot of interesting stuff that will inspire you.

Some links:
Obituary Reference from the logs of the Parliament of India:
http://parliamentofindia.nic.in/ls/lsdeb/ls10/ses1/01110991.htm
Other links:
http://www.hinduonnet.com/fline/fl1523/15231020.htm
http://www.solidnet.org/cgi-bin/agent?RedHistory/012=026.doc

Give it a thought!

Quite often I keep calling people who speak about Hindutva, religious Jingoists, intolerant mavericks etc.., but truly speaking I am one too. And I guess its time Hindus shed their pseudo secularist attitudes and think beyond their personal interests, into the interests of the religion.
The question we are asking today (If I can use the Rajdeep Sardesai phrase) is – “Are we Hindus too lenient about our religion?”
The bomb blast at the Sankat Mochan temple yesterday took lives of over 20 people and more importantly shattered the belief of a number of Hindus. This may not be the first such context to discuss about the atrocities against Hindus and Hinduism if one can remember the blasts in Delhi a day before Diwali or the Akshardham attack. I bet no one can dismiss these acts calling them as separate and disconnected, a closer look would clearly show that a definite pattern is emerging – A pattern that is indicating the eventual attack on the entire religion.
Just like the previous instances these attacks will also be quickly forgotten and people all over will get involved in their daily chores, trying to make this country and the planet a better place. Not that I am against that but, before doing that why don’t we remind ourselves about our basic responsibility, that towards our tradition and our religion. If we don’t do it now we won’t be left with any!

Indiyeah...

http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=1674437

Joey???

Question that can shatter your very core. Somehow many people refrain from discussing such things in public, but I can't.
Last few days I've been asked to answer many questions, Why this??? Why that??? Sometimes by people who deserve to ask and most of the times by people who do not. But there was this one TIME person who said... "u do not make much sense, but somehow people always do not interrupt when you speak"

"How you doin???"

PS: Shud have published this on the 19th of feb, better late than never...

Wait guys, I want to click

As a lady watched we climbed in through the other side of the vantage point. Though not a notable face, I watched her for she was the only soul watching and I desperately needed a reaction; I could see an amalgamation of shock and amazement in her eyes, for obvious reasons.
2 hours ago, Main entrance: Ravi and Chandra were desperately trying to finish the rather unusual no. of oranges they had bought in the tribal mela, probably to impress some of the ladies there. I tried to pull out my camera to take some pictures of the main entrance not knowing that all the effort with the camera will be futile*. Kallu, with his usual sense of hyper gaiety, was trying to adjust his camera memory card which BTW was enough only to accommodate a few more pictures while helping Ravi in Operation Oranges. Abhi and Chaitu again were busy with their own Charge Coupled Devices. For a moment I thought that we looked like a bunch of freelance photographers trying to get a desperate breakthrough story in a rather morose historical cave.
Operation Oranges was partly successful. Ravi decided to dump the remaining as he realized that eating any further would infuriate Abhi – the beast, probably the only one of its kind on the planet. We passed through the electronic, bar code driven entry gates and entered the main arena. I must admit, Mr.Naidu did a decent job. A bunch of guides, all dressed in gray uniforms were waiting for their share of Bakraas near the entrance. We picked one to guide us through. He introduced himself as Jairam Singh, an Oriya settled in Borra.
Our first visit to the Vantage Point: The view was magnificent and complete with a fresh water stream, mountains and deep valleys. As we enjoyed the view I noticed an old board anchored to one of the nearby rocks. The board read, Warning: Do not enter the water stream. It is known to have whirlpools. Caverne extraordinaire: Jairam with his peculiar accent narrated the history of the cave, manipulating facts to try and induce some sort of interest into his audience. I do not want to narrate either the story behind the discovery of the cave or the formations cave it self because they as usual are magnificent human interpretations of simple nature. The only interesting aspect is that they stood undisturbed from greedy human interventions for the past 150 Million years (at least board read so).
We walked through the cave listening to Jairam's blabber and doing the thing we were the best at. Clicking. Well now that I mentioned about Photography I can't resist but mention about Chaitu A.K.A Govinda, his extraordinary apetite for photography and his weird eye gear!!! You've gotto see the pics.
So we clicked everything that walked, crawled, stood straight or lied flat, with and without us in the foreground. Damn these Digital Cameras there is not importance left for Photography anymore.
The Two Caves: On our way back to the entrance, Jairam made an offer, rather a challenge, something our crew couldn’t resist. He pointed towards two caves which he referred to as left and right cave. He then narrated a rather bizarre story about two British explorers who tried to explore the right cave but never returned and as always we decided to buy trouble for 200 bucks.
My heart was screaming bloody Mary when the others decided to accept the offer. I was sure that something weird was going to happen, but then I gave in owing to the peer pressure. We had to trudge through a pile of plastic and wrappers (I guess these would stay for another 150 million years tooJ) before we could reach the entrance of the cave that was so dark that I could not something that was even a feet away. The only thing I could hear was the hysterical laugh of Kallu and repeated assurances from Abhiram. Some people can never give up their instincts, I thought. As I struggled through the first climb (my slippery sports shoes didn’t help me much) when I saw some light. It was Chaitu’s face lit in the dim light of the Camera LCD. He shouted, “Wait guys, I want to click”. For a moment I thought I should reach for a stone and fling it towards his head, but resisted. Every climb from there on seemed formidable and adding to my woes were Jairam’s untimely comments about quicksand on the right, my shoes and burps of hysterical laughs by Kallu.
Finally we made it we were out of the cave. After clicking a few more photographs (that was our primary goal remember) we slipped through the edge of the mountain to reach a, the water stream. I sighed in relief, exasperated with my decision to join the meaningless adventure I swore not to repeat any such act in the future. Having decided I wanted to enjoy for every bit of the effort I put and believe me, the stream was worth the effort and I guess it was so due difficult path.
Jairam signaled that it was time. We rose from the river filled with contentment and pride for making it through. I was particularly happy for overcoming my worst fear, and making it through. Unaware of the climax I innocently enquired about the way we would take to go back. Jairam with his usual, dull composure pointed towards a 300 ft Rocky hill. I was shocked, but then came the infamous statement from Jayaram*** which could have made me climb Mt.Everest with great ease. Pure survival instincts or male ego, I was better this time. We climbed the rough terrain made of marble (as if that was solace) barefoot and made it.

Our second visit to the Vantage Point: Definitely something I will remember for quite sometime. And considering my acute acrophobia it was quite an accomplishment to climb up a view point which I would otherwise view only from the other side of the railing.
And guess how did we celebrate….

We clicked. *I accidentally formatted my memory card.
**For a detailed description of the trip refer to Kallu's blog.
***"Kya Sir, Andhra ki ladkiya bhi yeh asaani se chad jaate hain..." I will never forget him for saying it:@

And life goes on…

Thought I would write a lot about my recent trip to Vizag and Tyada, but can’t. The day I landed in the city, I heard something that shook the ground off my feet. A little girl, one of my cousin’s children, succumbed to leukemia. All this happened in a matter of week. A seemingly healthy, 10 year old girl, learning basketball and excelling at school is down with mild fever and within a week things unfold and the disease shows it worst face gripping the little life and the ones around her.

Aspirations, dreams of a bright life are ripped off in a single blow and the worst was yet to come; the painful treatment. I do not want to provide facts and figures, coz they really do not make any sense once life is lost. The thing that troubles me is that while I was busy getting on with the chores of life, trying to make a difference, trying to fulfill my ambitions and goals, fighting my petty wars, someone, far younger than me, was fighting the worst battle ever; the battle for survival. And yet I couldn’t do much.

Life goes on….

Outsourcing

After my disastrous performance in CAT, I realized that there is not much left for me in this country and it’s high time I leave.
Having said that, I want to clarify that I love India and more than anyone else I want to prove it to myself that I do.

Last week was hectic. On Tuesday, I got a chance to meet and dine with some incredible people, people whom I could only imagine to be with in my dreams. I am not talking about either Kate Beckinsale or Salma Hayek but Akshaye Bhargava and Venkatesh Ramod. Obviously, I am nuts. You do not know who they are and they do need an introduction, unfortunately. Akshaye is the CEO of Progeon (the BPO Arm of Infosys) and Venkatesh that of Nipuna (the BPO arm of Satyam).

I met them and a lot of other top notch CEOs and COOs over lunch in the Sheraton. Sounds like a dream sequence from a regional film? It was surely like that. I must thank Sriram, one of my acquaintances in Infosys who arranged for it. Before you start envying this less fortunate soul, let me reveal that I got some passes for the Indiatimes BPO Conclave – An annual event conducted by the Times of India Group to facilitate thought provoking discussions on the BPO and ITES industry.

I surely was a misfit I neither belonged to the media nor the ITES industry, but, as the meeting advanced it proved to be interesting even for an outsider like me. Definitely, time well spent. Though I cannot quote everyone, among the no. of CEOs, Founders, CIOs and CFOs who spoke during the meeting, I can surely quote some.

Akshaye Bhargava – CEO of Progeon.

Profile: 22 yrs with CITI Bank at various levels. He was instrumental in setting up the E-Serve Customer Care (A Captive unit of Citibank). A finalist at the ERNST&YOUNG Entrepreneur of the Year Awards.

Educational Background: PGDBM IIMC

Views on BPO Industry: He was specifically optimistic about the future of Indian ITES and BPO industry and explained his optimism with objective reasons. (According to the latest NASSCOM Survey Software exports will touch an approximate 300 Billion dollars by 2010).

One important aspect of his analysis was that of the decrease in working population (25-40) around the world by 2020. Surprisingly, according to him, China would also have a scarcity of labor. And you know who clear winner here is…

(... come on Indians keep up the good work).

He also prophesied that Captive companies (BPOs of large Multinationals like HSBC etc..,) will do better than independent BPOs.

Raman Kumar – Founder & CEO, CBay Systems (A niche health care BPO)

Profile- Founded the company in 1998. Has over 22 years of experience in managing various public and private enterprises.

Educational Background- Masters in Organizational and Management studies, Yale University.

Views on BPO Industry: Mr. Raman Kumar, apart from briefing us about his and his company’s accomplishments, introduced us to something called Niche outsourcing and the pros and cons of it. He also explained his journey in founding a BPO, the research, marketing etc…,

Anthony Joseph – Director - HR, Convergys

Profile – Prior to convergys he served at sumilar positions in Deloitte and EDS.

Educational Background – MBA from XLRI, Jamshedpur.

Views on BPO Industry: Anthony Joseph was particularly candid in replying to questions about attrition rates prevalent in the industry. He spoke about Branding of a company, employee satisfaction among others.
One particular statement, I remember jotting down in my pad and probably will remember for a while is “Brands should tickle both the external and internal customers of an organization. Brands should reflect the true values followed by the company and any effort to disguise will eventually fail”.

Take away from the meeting: Apart from the scrumptious network lunch the meeting was definitely an eyeopener about the immense opportunity in the field of BPO and KPO. The only thing that is essential here is a creative idea and thorough research to implement.

Current Music: U2- I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Feel my Love

Past few days have been different; an amalgamation of both sorrow and happiness seems to have taken over me transforming my perception towards life. People say that I sound utterly irksome when I talk philosophy. Excuse me guys, you should think of coming back to this space later, I bet you will have a tough time resisting a tearJ.

All these days I’ve been using my Blog to publish stuff that that might interest others without realizing that it’s about me and my state of mind. Better late than never…

Have you ever felt that whatever is going on in your life is a part of a huge conspiracy, a conspiracy that the almighty carefully crafted only to ruin you?

I do, whenever something that I really long for does not happen, whenever I stand in front of my office building at 730 in the morning not knowing whether or why I should enter it. People keep reiterating that I should shed my pessimism and try to be optimistic. Crap! I definitely want to, given a chance or a reason.

I saw a girl, a girl with no name, place, religion or sect (atleast not to my knowledge). With a little knowledge of her first name I started pursuing a research. These days, thanks to the numerous online communities and blogs every person has a presence on the web, atleast most of them do. Software Life gives us very little oppurtunity to pursue anything interesting and a research on the web to find someone you like is always a welcome for it gives a strange sense of Kick or High something probably only a qualified CIA agent can really articulate! Anyways, its simple, atleast I find it to be. All you need to, is to have a good sense of judgement and guess, atleast vaguely, the objects (that is what I will be calling her from now to help the female patrons relate to the thesis) interests.

But this particular case, the object was surely a tough nut to crack for one reason, it had varied interests. And thats precisely why I am pursuing an entire story for it. A seemingly innocent, cute looking, highly articulate, socially responsible, knowledgeable and funny object. A personification of perfection and definitely an endangered species in these times. I would have shared the photograph but won’t, for obvious reasons (there’s loads of competition guys!!!). For a more accurate description of the object please refer to one of my previous posts.

I will not reveal the process I followed either, but yeah, I promis that to do so as soon as I get the much awaited patent for the same. Patrons can definitely contact me with their requests, I promise to deliver excellent results at nominal charges.

The research culminated after I found the objects personal blog on the web and much to my surprise and shock it was taken! And the point that it was has made me long more for it.

I do not see reason why I should I be pursuing this blog further but for myself, neither my family nor my friends seem to reflect my thoughts. What I am doing here is troubling yet another beautiful piece of electronics that’s in front of me. I do not give a damn; let it burn in hell. I will continue to pursue it and the blog.

Current Music: Selections from Balaji Pancharatnamala- M.S. Subbalakshmi

The Beauty killed the Beast

Human emotions have always intrigued me but this time it was an ape that did the job. KING KONG a remarkable motion picture which conquered millions of hearts since it was first made a 73 years ago (The original was made in 1933) not only because of its amazing visual effects but also because of its striking Humanness.

The movie set in the early 1930’s is a story of a struggling actress and her tryst with the mighty Kong- an ape like no other. Anne (played by the beautiful Naomi Watts) is a performer who's just lost her livelihood, she meets a creative movie director (played by Jack Black) who casts her for his new movie. The movie which is to be shot in an undiscovered island Far East proves to be a big disaster when the crew is attacked by aborigines. Anne is abducted and offered as a prey to the King. Fortunately the king is charmed with Anne, so much so that he not only saves her from other creatures of the land but also falls head over heels for her. The lady too starts liking the king. Surprising! Well, who wouldn’t fall for a man who could take over 4 Tyrannosaurs to save his lady? But Destiny plays villain; the director decides to drug the king and transport him to New York. And there he is, chained and showcased in the Broadway in front of a huge gathering.

Kong, who lived like a king in his land is reduced to a mere visual spectacle. But still he longs to catch a glimpse of his lady love. Frustrated with the separation he breaks open the chains and goes on a rampage in New York in search of Anne whom he finally finds.

The movie ends with a spectacular shot over of the Empire estate building and the subsequent death of Kong; again trying to save his love.

Probably the beauty did manage to slay the beast (with in).

The subtlety in depiction of human emotions, the melodrama and the romance between them are truly marvelous. Though the movie boasted of a number of Academy award winners/ nominees etc.., the real hero was different, someone who can never be captured live.

Viewing advice:

I would recommend this movie to all those who consider them sensitive.
People who try to dissect the chemistry between the lead characters or those who try to arrogate the presence of Sears’ tower in New York may abstain.