Wednesday, September 09, 2009

09.09.09, 09h 09m

This one moment in a century.

Well, I almost lost this opportunity and thanks to my wife and her timely remainder to this event. It is time to tell something important, then it struck to me, well, the post itself is something... to be there in the moment that's very unique with my beloved and doing what I love to do.We, the animals, are pron to all such petty pleasures to make life interesting and keep going. Giving a positive perspective of the life itself. And making life a beautiful most event of all.

Also the date and time has something to say about the unanimity of the format. At this very moment we look at time the same way universally. Basically I don't believe in time being viewed in a different perspective. As a matter of fact there is nothing called time, like as to say, time is everything; both means the same. what do you say? :)

Monday, August 10, 2009

Panic Kills More Than Pandemic

Swine Flu in Velacherry, Chennai, India. this being the place where I live, Velacherry is under spotlight after the maudlin demise of a 4 year old boy. Nearby schools have been declared holiday in the wake of the outbreak. People are almost in the brink of panic. We can see it in every other person we pass by. Most of them are either parents or hygiene freaks.

Every epidemic has a side effect, but for a pandemic it is going to be an outrage of panic people. The first thing to deal, in this link of situation is to setup access point for people to reach out for help both medical assistance or/and information. Not only the individual but the press and other representatives of any body. Panic kills more than a pandemic, now u Know. Let the wake-up call keep ringing till the Government gets the sense to hear it. They are whom we look out for help or are they the one to be helped. I don't know. God help those in need. Sigh!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Old Fashioned?!

To some, being old fashioned is like becoming socially taboo. But it actually was a happening trend some time back, which was a kick ass thing to do and people followed it for a long time and we call it tradition. I would like to remind these people, who find it too antique to follow, that one fine day, the values they thought was cool will be old fashioned as time passes by. Time is a healer but it eats the glamour. What are they going to say then... I can't wait see their faces.

Good virtues has always it's values buddy!

Have a nice day!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Daydreaming ain't a Day Dream any more

Neuroscientist and some intelligent community of people have found that Day dreamers are best problem solvers. If you are a daydreamer, Cheers! You can solve the non-solubles.

This is not wierd stuff, University of British Columbia have a bunch of discoverers saying this. Well they say just because the person day dream, it extends the visualization ability to see the problem in a bird eye view and provide a better solution.

Well I'm good at that... I'm so happy about this discovery.

Wait a minute will they not going to take back what they said, better they not!

Friday, May 15, 2009

Excercise Your Franchise... if given a chance.

When I was in my schools, this line caught me at my civics class, "Exercise your franchise. Well thats for the responsible citizen and his constitutional rights. I doubt how many had the chance to execute it (either willingly or not) in the recent Election, as they say the 15TH LOK SABHA ELECTION. Does people know that it is the 15th or 75th election. It is the darkness that prevails, you can call it unawareness or corruption or whatever. But the election proved to be all-out feeding frenzy. The cash flow, favoritism, empowerment, election commission and the list keeps on elongating to our fascination.

Coming back to the "Un-given Chance", most of the people I knew didn't vote this time, or they were not given a chance to. Most of their names has been missed in the list of voters. I had the same problem too. Further investigating what could have happened, I found some interesting facts on list preparation. The people deployed for preparing the voters list where send in the hot sun, they were exhausted even before they start the door to door enlisting. Once they reach some residence (in Chennai), they find Tenants, where as the owners of the house might be enlisted. The Answer they get from the tenants are that they don't know about people around the place or about the owners'. This makes their job pretty messy. As a result they can't do any good and either mark them as not found or shifted. This in turn rendered as a big list of voters with no names in the list they have. It was shocking for most of the voters, not finding their names and return after a long wait in the queue under the hectic weather. That disappointment is worse than anything. This kind of victimization has not left the celebrities too. I heard Kamal Hasan was affected too.

I wondered this never happened to any politicians... or did anyone had, mmmm!

Monday, May 11, 2009

Moment Unclicked!

Last evening I was all down and felt so lonely, may be I missed the scent of my wife. So to refresh my mind and to give a break to the headache, that I was have the day, I had a long shower and put on fresh, crisp dress and a bottle of plain water went up to the terrace. It took a little while for me to gel into the ambiance. The chirping birds became the background score for the beautiful evening. The gentle breeze that doesn't doze you off was lifting my falling hair on the forehead. I just want to stay still. Nothing in my mind though I was looking around, taking no notice of the details from what I was seeing. I took a sip of the bottled water, well it was good in taste, that stopped me from my vagabondish act. Wow that never tasted so good (its all up in the mind).

Now I was looking into the sky wondering what has made these all happen. Why doesn't the people looking for salvation in the awesome realm of vastity that exhibits the beauty of nature. Slowly I started to think of all the possibilities that mankind has left unnoticed of this goodness. As time pass by I wanted to sit somewhere and continue the gaze. After finding a good spot and made myself comfortable, I noticed there were some people on their terrace too mostly looking at me. Am I the last one to come here? I asked myself. I didn't notice them till then. There was one old lady sitting and watching the setting sun. She was drying her hair in the gentle breeze. And I was able to here the distant clamour of the kids playing on the terrace somewhere near. I said to myself "WOW!".

I called my wife. She talked to me like we were young lovers just found time to talk to each other in the midst of restricted parents. We were so much in love, then it came to her that the light filtering through the door screen was amazing and came out of the room (at her parent's place, she is there with my son for summer) she hurried me to go out to see the sky, unaware of the fact that I was out seeing the same. It was the glorious moment of sharing the same interest, THE BETTER PART.

It was time to go. With a heavy heart and undying love of the company (obviously heavy phone billing), we finished the call. During the call we were able to see the patterns that sparing clouds were making. At one point of time there was a symbol of arrow struck heart in the sky, and no other clouds in the sight. WHAT? come on! It was a savage attempt of the nature to make me think of my wife more that before. That lead to a sleep less night. I was wondering why didn't I take a snap of that cloud. May be I just want to leave it alone, or give them its own privacy like the talk we had. I felt that the moment would be pretty when left UNCLICKED. So was the love.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Chennai Sangamam

One of its kind. We all had a chance to see the tradition relived all before our own eyes. This photo was taken from my point and shoot camera as the performer was running to finish the rally. I was so excited that I was there, unaware of the finale. Thanks to whatever factor that made me to be there.

Looking forward for next year, that I may take more photographs and make the tradition live online too.