Cat sleeping like a Dog (Pattiye pole)

Notice his rose tongue out!
This fellow was sleeping close to a shawarma(Hot chicken) stall. Bird flu attack?




Camera: k750i. Location: Deira, Dubai

ways to eat a water melon

- make thin slices, and eat them carefully, making sure that the flesh does not touch your face, but just goes inside your mouth, very unromantic.
- make big slices, with wide bottom, bite in, let the flesh touch your cheek, let it caress your upper lips, very sensual.
- take one hemisphere of the water melon as such, and hug it, keep it close to your heart. use a knife which is not very sharp to cut out pieces from it, and slowly eat them, very intimate.

really, to learn such things you should have time with you, like me :) and be a little mad too

drreams holy

neo is dressed like an arabi. we decided to walk the way from airport to neo's house. its arranged like velodrome, with green shrubs in the sides, sand after that and patches of water. we walked and walked until we reached a big entrance, like a fort entrance, with a closed door. neo climbed up along the side and went to the other side through a litle window. the other side was a space between two similar walls which formed the sides of the closed door. i followed neos lead, and reached the inner space. neo scaled the other wall also and i heard the tribal cry out of seeing his land. i fainted inside the small space due to lack of oxygen. neo the tribal chief of his land, with the help of his shingidis(sidekicks) pulls me out using an assortment of ropes. my senses comes back to me.
we were given a warm welcome at neo's house. i took my toothbrush and went for brushing near the pretty pond i saw on the way. the panchayat officer came out of nowhere and dragged me to his office. he asked for my entry permits. he charged me of breaking the lands rules. he asked for bribes. a group of people barged in demanding election id cards. i was roughed up by the group, i saw my papers flying out of my hand into the thick group and then to nowhere. i woke up in despair.

Indian in the west

4:16 AM
I have lost sleep for more than an hour now. It is painful to stay awake when your brain is within a void. I can't think of anything for the past hour. I am running in circles around my own head. They say it could be jetlag or something like that. I think it has more to do with the mind and the body being in different places.

It has been more than 24 hours since I landed here in Middletown, Connecticut. I haven't called anybody since I haven't learnt how to work the phone yet for making international calls.

What a sorry excuse...Went to office today. Did nothing but meet people. Friends and Foes. Walked all around the office which is a modified shopping mall, vaguely reminiscent of Sprencer's Plaza Chennai.

It is cold out here but still above zero (I still think in degree celsius!). The journey here was largely uneventful as was the Immigration and Customs process. The only exciting moment was when I had a Vodka on the Lufthansa flight from Frankfurt to Chicago. It is a cool drink to say the least. Bitter but unlike beer it gets better if you let it in slow!

I know a lot of alarm bells are going off now at my house (if my sister reads this!) but I had to find out for myself what the big deal was with alcohol. Not much at all. Gives you a warm feeling inside. Thats abour it...

Ram's Movies

Some weeks ago, Ram was here. He gave me 2 DVDs with a buncha movies that he very
much enjoyed. It was an eclectic collection to say the least. As Far East as Kim
Ki-Duk from Korea to the typically occidental Richard Linklater, while passing
through a distinctly European Luc Besson and Brazilian Walter Salles.

So here I was reliving my college days as I munched on more than I could chew.
Having said that the recent brain damage that I have sufferred at the hands of
colleagues and superiors left me incapable of appreciating the highly visual East
Asian cinema. Something that has been common among the various Taiwanese and Korean
films that I happened to see in Ram's DVDs, was that the storytelling was highly
visual and the dialogues were always more of a background score than the main
substance of the movie.

There was a time that I could appreciate such movies, now I prefer if somebody else
does the thinking for me. Which is why I gravitated towards the Non-Asian movies a
lot more.

There were 2 movies by Linklater, related to each other if I might add. Before
Sunrise and Before Sunset. A lovely pair of movies about 2 people who spend one
night together and then meet again 9 years later. Beautiful locales, electric
chemistry and a narrative flow that never let us feel time.

A totally sexy actress Julie Delpy and her lilting French accent to boot made me a
sucker for these movies. Somebody please tell Karan Johar and Yash Chopra that this
is how love stories are made!

And the gals get a hot looking Ethan Hawke (The former Mr.Uma Thurman...a great
actor in his own right) in the first part. He still looks good in part 2 but he has
aged so much he looks sad...

And then there was Leon by Luc Besson (the genius who gave us The Fifth Element as
well!), which was the stunning movie debut for a precocious 13 year old Natalie
Portman. Then of course there was the quintessential French man Jean Reno as Leon.
Without a hint of perversion let me say that the two shared a chemistry that rivaled
Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawkes's chemistry in the Linklater movies.

Then of course there was the Brazilian Salles who helmed the impressive Motorcycle
Diaries. Awesome cinematography and a rhythmic spanish dialogues to boot. How could
I love the sound of a language that I don't know? This was a story about Che Guevara
and his motorcycle trip across the Americas in his youth. A trip that defined his
thought process as a revolutionary. There were no overt sermons but the very
experience of watching this movie questioned my very purpose of existence (bad
question...it only has wrong answers). Majestic background scores made sure that the
film experience lingers for a long time.

Ram! Buddy I love you for these 2 DVDs! Keep them coming!

P.S I will talk about the Asian movies later when I can get around to digesting all
of them!

Wachowski Brothers

Warner Brothers:
"And what exactly are you trying to do?"

Wachowsi Brothers:
"Find an answer"

Warner Brothers:
"An answer to what?"

Wachowsi Brothers:
"An answer to 'Why?'"

Wachowsi Brothers:
"We encourage the consciously curious to flip back and forth going from complexity to simplicity, from the internal to the external, and somewhere between the search and the denial of meaning, we ask the curious to 'make up their own damn mind.'"

As always, we thank you for your support.

wet dream(fiction)

(location : a small software company)
(mood : lazy)
The employees are trickling in for their daily fixed working hours, where they chat, watch movies and chat more. Manager calls everybody to the cafeteria for a quick chat. Employees livens up, expecting some fun news. Manager tells them to fuck off, it seems the company is closed from this day. The lone monkey who was sitting peacefully until then as part of the group, jumps up runs for the exit. Goes home and continue watching shitty programes whole day in his confortable easy chair. His whole body goes limp in the chair, until the next meal time :). Only if it was not a dream.

Pray For Me...

I am quaking in my boots in fear as I try to be sincere.
I am shaking with anticipation as the day draws near.
What if this or what about that?
Questions within and also without.
If-Then loops in circular references, gathering momentum, storms, then stands.
Plaguing my limited vision that can't see past choices it cannot understand.

Do I want this? Is this what I need?
I wish I knew.


P.S. My Visa Interview tomorrow. Pray for me!

The Village

Edward Walker: We may question ourselves, at moments such as these. Did we make the right decision to settle here?

Edward Walker:We are grateful for the time we have been given.

Lucius Hunt: What gain can rise of my telling you the only time I feel fear as others do is when I think of you in harm?

August Nicholson: Who'll pinch me to wake me up? Who will laugh at me when I fall? Whose breath will I listen for so that I may sleep? Whose hand will I hold so that I may walk?

Courtesy:
imsdb.com. The Village, 2003, M.Night Shyamalan

Escapist | Treatise

Have you ever gone mad ?
Have you ever felt totally out of control, being force fed by some powerful, invisible, omni-potent, magnetic gravity ?
Have you lied to yourself ?
Have you cried bitterly in bed, when you couldnt get sleep ?
Have you heard your voice introducing yourself ?
Have you acted infront of a mirror ?
Have you ran through a deserted hallway, corridor, lane ... just to feel free ?
Have you felt your heart would burst , if you heard any more violin ?
Have you wanted that every morning would feel, just like after a good jog at 6 am ?
Have you had voices in your head endlessly reason out things ?
Have you felt unable to talk ?
Have you made things unimportant, and reassured yourself that they are temporary, so that you wouldnt desire them ?
Have you tried to drown yourself , in books, movies, music, code , being busy or in loneliness?
Have you noticed all the unusual commas , and constructs in the above sentences ?
Have you followed someone irrationaly ?
Have you subjected yourself to be discipline, because you thought it was wrong to be otherwise ?
Have you accused of yourself as selfish ?
Have you thought about yourself more than anyone else ?
Have you forgotten how you look like because you are so involved in understanding how you think ?
Have you tried to dream of something, so that exactly the opposite would happen ?
Have you pulled over at a highway, rung up yourself and talked something , because you had not talked in a while ?
Have you always believed in that you can really write your future, but its too tempting not to!
Have you believed that Knowledge is power, Humility is control and Desire is weakness ?
Have you ever felt so lazy, you couldnt even eat ?