Everytime I start reading a Malayalam book, I start off with a lot of enthusiasm – grand plans on how I’m going to read it, absorb it and talk about it eloquently to anyone who will listen. And almost everytime, I lose interest halfway through. Well, lose interest is too broad a term. What actually happens is I give up on the language.
I’m gonna go out on a limb and say this happens to everyone. Almost everyone, at least. That feeling of “wow! I’m an adult now? When did that happen?” One of the instances of that feeling accosting me occurred last weekend. I was at my sister’s place and was out for an evening walk with… Continue reading When did I become a grown up?
The catch about having something to look forward to in life is that you often get consumed in what you will do that you often forget to enjoy what you ARE doing.
It was a bad bad day. It was a not very feel-good day. You’ve probably experienced one of those before. I have too. No matter how many times you’ve had it, it is one experience that I hope we never get used to. So where was I? Yes, bad day. What was so bad about… Continue reading The Bad Bad Day
Kolar – the destination for the day, primarily chosen for its proximity to Bangalore. My friend and I set off from Majestic at around 7.30am from Platform 3. The buses are frequent and cost around INR 70.00. We reached Kolar bus stand by around 9.00-ish and that’s when the story started.
Any resemblance to persons living or dead should be plainly apparent to them and those who know them, especially if the author has been kind enough to have provided their real names and, in some cases, their phone numbers. All events described herein actually happened, though on occasion the author has taken certain, very small, liberties with chronology, because that is his right as an American.
It’s been a while. It’s almost like I’ve forgotten how to write. For the past few days, weeks even, I’ve been carrying this nagging feeling to jot down something – anything, really. Of course, like the wannabe I am, I’d love it if I could sit in front of my lap and churn away a poignant, eloquent piece of article. However, that’s not how it is to be. I’m trying to come in terms with the fact that maybe this is the best I can do – an occasional peep into the blog to rant/jot about life and its numerous intricacies.
Bollywood Bandwagon truly lived up to its promise of being a “hilarious comedy”. I had always assumed that puppetry involves a lot of strings being pulled (that sounds a bit shady, doesn’t it?) and a lot of hectic scene changes – well I was true about the second. How they managed to put up a extraordinarily entertaining 75 mins of full-fledged bollywood movie with multiple camera angles, background changes and a satirical storyline between just 5 crew members beats me! One of the puppeteers, portraying the item girl ‘Maya’ stole my heart with her pink wig and her rib-tickling take on a classic Bollywood item song!
Kathak is the major classical dance form of northern India derived from the dance dramas of ancient India. The word kathak means “to tell a story” and the dance is famous for its graceful pirouettes, expressiveness and striking costumes.
The Open Couple revolves around the life of Antonia (Vaishali Bisht) when her husband, referred to as ‘The Man’ (Anuj Gurwara) decides that he is bored of their normal married life and proposes that they be in an open relationship.