Don’t die ,just yet,Blog!!

Utter boredom.Ever been through it ?When you feel nothing,nothing is worth the effort ?So,thats how the past week has been ,for reasons,unknown even to me.Its just a phase,I guess.Passing time increasing and then decreasing heater level [its never just right for me],lying lifeless on couch with just no drive to do anything .And,yea watching loads and loads of Lollu Sabha.I never used to get what all the big fuss was about Lollu Sabha earlier.Whats the big idea of watching mokkai after mokkai ?Overexaggerated acting[especially,the little Senthil look alike.He needs to first start his engine,get some steering and then only speak his dialogues].And I was not particularly fond of mokkais at that time.I had a 9.5 hour job.I got enough of mokkais at work to handle.But now ,it has all changed.I find Lollu Sabha absolutely hilarious[After I started blogging??].Every one of them ,Jeeva,Manohar and the steering-and-then-dialogue-speaking Senthil look-alike.Maybe I’ve more time to appreciate mokkais.And ,mainly,a lot of credit goes to the new kid on the block,Jeeva.He is such a perfect mimicry artist.He imitates such subtle mannerisms its a treat to watch him.Santhanam earlier was good but he spoke all the dialogues in his own style.This guys more fun.Sigh.Now I’m too bored to even update anything more on this post.Anyone,who has faced utter absolute boredom like this,tell me how to handle it.

Why?

Seriously,aren’t there better ways to have fun than this ??

Like ,maybe,driving on Indian roads.

Pics taken at a local fair in the city on Sunday.Wonder why people go for such rides and then scream the hell out of their lungs once they are on it.Doesn’t make sense to inflict such sheer terror on yourself. Some idea of fun .I never get it.

Sticky Note

The only good thing about falling sick is that your waistline is reduced by about an inch.And the realization that there is nothing more important than good health.

Biased

I’m a biased person.If that is a grammatically correct sentence.In fact,I think most of us,can only be biased.Its hard to stay on the yellow line and say I’m neither here nor there and that I am getting a fair view of both sides.Anyways,this post is not about my inbuilt bias.Actually, I wanted to say I am biased,even towards the Gods.I’m so glad I was born a Hindu ,whereby I have been given such a wide plethora of Gods to choose from.But my all-time favorite is,was and has been Pillaiyar(a.k.a Ganesha).There is something about Him ,thats so vulnerable ,so appealing and so friendly.Maybe the bias started at an early age where,for every special or festive occasion He was our main God, and,subsequently,before every important exam,after forgetting my homework at home,after losing my watch at school the one God that I used to seek help from was Him.Or maybe its just the biased opinion that I formed after hearing all those God stories.All the other Gods (at least in the stories) tend to punish sins,even the ones committed by their own devotees.Its only Pillaiyaar about whom I haven’t read one single story where anyone incurs His wrath.Added to that ,His very cuddly appearance(pardon me,no intentions to hurt any sentiments here).The warm elephantine face,the slight paunch radiates a “I’m your friend .I am here to help” attitude.

Religion and God are two things I don’t understand too well.I feel suffocated when I am asked to do things in the name of religion.But,for Pillaiyar,I shall try tomorrow.It’s strange how one argues with people on the improbability of the existence of Gods in the form of an elephant or with three heads and still,when the situation demands,one turns to the very same improbable elephant God,fervently praying and pleading for His divine intervention.And,yea,that one has been me,sometimes

Grow up.

There are somethings one never grows out of. Panjumittai , Soft cuddly teddies , Cadbury’s Dairy Milk ,collecting useless shopping bills and pamphlets, using the handbag as a dustbin ,fetish for cell phones,short temper and sheer stupidity.Tch.

And,thus..

Suddenly,before you know it,two hearts start to beat as one.Two minds think alike (not great minds,necessarily )

A single look conveys a thousand words.You don’t have to speak to be heard.

From then,you can be yourself with this other alter ego .Your complexes,your fears,your most embarassing shortcomings all there out in the open.And yet,still the love remains.Perhaps,this is the love that was meant to stay.

To all those people celebrating their first wedding anniversary today, Cheers to you !!! And,to me

Kavidhai Kavidhai..

Time will fly,
People may change,
Memories shall fade,
But Love ,still,remains.

No Rotten tomatoes,please.

Entschuldigung!

How am I supposed to know “Diskussion” is pronounced as டிஸ்கூஸ்யோண?? When they borrowed the script,why didn’t they borrow the phonetics ?? முருகா…