My way on the highway

The fag end of my holiday is being spent doing all good things like watching movies and FIFA world cup with friends. There is so much of bonding when one does this in groups. I watched a cheesy, cheap and gross tamil movie called pudupettai. Actually it wasn't as bad as I expected. The sad part was the way they objectified women. They are the "play things". My blood boils everytime that happens. It's quite sad but hey it's also the reality. Dhanush looked quite sick but hey what can you do about a guy like that. The good thing is he does not act like a hero. And there are people making references to his stature throughout the movie. He is the butt of all the jokes. Sneha looked nice but the other lady Sonia Aggarwal looked plastic. Yesterday I watched a visually pleasing film "fanaa". Kajol looks gorgeous. Aamir Khan does not. Manish Malhotra does really know how to make his women look hot. I did not see why the movie had such bad reviews. It was quite

She was sure of herself. She thought she was. She wasn't actually. She's always been dilly dallying. She never really knows. Atleast now she's sure. She tried. It did not work. At the end she is liberated. She is like a free bird. Yet she thinks that maybe things would have been different...NAh...no point thinking..she's never been one of those really analytical types. Of course she is a little hurt. The message was loud and clear. She would have been stupid not to read the signs. She was expecting it. In fact this is how she wanted it to end. Still "hope" was one thing pandora locked up when she closed the box. So she hopes! I've told her it's no use. She knows it's of no use but she still hopes. I want to squash all her hopes. Tell her it won't happen. But she is a dreamer and she dreams. I don't want to be the spoke on her wheel. Let her dream. Sadly for her this dream will definitely not come true.......

I had this opportunity to go on a war ship cruise into the bay of bengal the other day. I seized the opportunity. Who wouldn't? It was simply out of the world. The Indian Navy chief at madras is known to my dad and he had some space on his ship and the jobless one was sent to see the splendour of the ocean. So one friday morning I set out to the navy docks at INS adyar and set aboard sukanya. She was beautiful. Gigantic but very well poised. She was truly a class apart. I could imagine her if she were a person wearing a crisp cotton saree, a beautiful handbag, lovely sandals and neatly dressed. I imagined that she would be one of those ladies who would carry out intelligent conversations. Anyway so we boarded sukanya and travelled her length and breadth. I checked out her quater deck. A helicopter was there resting but ready to take off. The navy crew showed us many operation. Take off and landing of helicopters aboard sukanya. Firing from HMG shooting a rocket target. That was rea

That just had to be my blog title. I have been having such a blast here that I am seriously rethinking on my plans of going back to the US of A. I guess it is always nice to be on holiday:) From day one I have been not only visting temples and relatives but also actively partying. I've just come back from a bangalore darshan and that city never ceases to amaze me. It is definitely a paradoxical city. On one side you have these beautiful IT offices and clubs and discos and investment banking firms and shopping malls..you get the picture right? The roads and the traffic on the other hand suck! I wonder why all that money cannot be pumped into the roads? Madras is definitely better in those terms. Anyway apart from all that India still does rock. I mean I am only reminded of the line in Shantaram(a good read by the way) "In india people know how to love". I really will miss all the love and affection. I am sure that's what is going to make me come back. Anyway this stin