When you secretly take your mum's lipstick and apply it all over your face and feel proud..that feeling of joy..thats bliss!
P.S: This naughty kid is my 2 year old nephew, Vishy
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Bliss...!
When you secretly take your mum's lipstick and apply it all over your face and feel proud..that feeling of joy..thats bliss!
P.S: This naughty kid is my 2 year old nephew, Vishy
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Gorgeous Ganu
Ganu preparing for the the Ganapati Pooja at home....
All set and ready to feast! Check out the stunning red Ganu on the right....
A Lemony Tale
Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Gift Wrapping
Crazy about gift wrapping styles and colourful wrapping paper. This is one of my personal favourite styles.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Moon in my phone!
I have always wanted to be able to photograph the moon....and now here we are!
The moon looks like just a dot through the digicam I've got....a tiny white speck on a black sheet.
I recently got a new mob...Sony Ericsson K310i, which is totally cool and has all these cool features...the best part is the cool cam(video and still with real nifty effects) and the sound recording and stuff. Time to get creative!
So, the moon was captured with the camera phone....
I have known only one mob from the time I started using a mob, the Nokia 1100. I knew it inside out...everything about it. I miss it too at times when I mess up my typing in my new phone. The new one has got a joystick and I'm still to get used to the shortcut keys. But hey, I'm not complaining....in fact I'd have to be totally completly mad to be complaining about a phone that can photograph the moon!! What more could one ask for...hehe...
The first snap was taken without zoomin....
Saturday, July 07, 2007
The SECRET
I saw 2 amazing movies....The Secret and What the Bleep Do we Know?
Simply great. They have explanations to so many things happening in our lives....very different movies. Something everybody must watch....very scientifically explained detailed documentary with an interesting presentation style to keep the audience engrossed.
What the Bleep....may seem a little offensive to some, but its stating the facts as they are. What the Bleep...Down the Rabbit Hole has very detailed highly scientific long hours of explanations to a lot of common emotions and situations that we go through.
Just search for these titles on the net to know more about them if you haven't already heard about these....
Don't think just do it...! IIf you get the chance to watch these...go ahead and do it...!
Simply great. They have explanations to so many things happening in our lives....very different movies. Something everybody must watch....very scientifically explained detailed documentary with an interesting presentation style to keep the audience engrossed.
What the Bleep....may seem a little offensive to some, but its stating the facts as they are. What the Bleep...Down the Rabbit Hole has very detailed highly scientific long hours of explanations to a lot of common emotions and situations that we go through.
Just search for these titles on the net to know more about them if you haven't already heard about these....
Don't think just do it...! IIf you get the chance to watch these...go ahead and do it...!
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Overdose
I was so fascinated with the clouds on my way back from Tiruvanamalai that I simply went on clicking until my battery died. Here are some of them.
Took these from inside the car. Wasn't allowed to put the window glass down so you can see a reflection.
The clouds...they look like soft white cotton candy.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Flower Power
We were awarded 'BEST COLOUR COMBINATION' in the athapoo competetion held during the College Onam Festival Competitions.
Athapoo is a design done on the ground using different coloured flowers....stunning designs are created with flowers! Its an integral part of the Onam festival of Kerala.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Just like that...
1.There is no use hating other people...you are simply torturing yourself, the people that you hate are least affected! Hating is basically....self destructive, more than anything else...at the end of the day you are drained and everybody else is happy.
2.Auto rickshaws have poster in them..most rickshaws. I happened to come across a really good one which said...'A Year From Now, You Will Wish You Had Started Today...'
3.Two really good books are..'Who Moved My Cheese' and 'The Present'
4.Everything happens for the best...
5.An sms I got some time back.
Lets be positive like this: Four ants are moving through a jungle,
They see an elephant coming against them.
1st ant: We will kill him
2nd ant: We will break his leg
3rd ant: We will throw him out of our way
4th ant: We will leave him cuz he is alone and we are four!
6.Practice being happy
7.Some more posters I came across:
You are responsible for your behaviour
Self Control is knowing you can, but deciding you wont!
Laughter has no foreign accent //really like this one
8.Some points I once heard in a personality development class:
Laugh loudly
Spend time with kids
Step out into the rain
...HaVe a NiCe DaY!
2.Auto rickshaws have poster in them..most rickshaws. I happened to come across a really good one which said...'A Year From Now, You Will Wish You Had Started Today...'
3.Two really good books are..'Who Moved My Cheese' and 'The Present'
4.Everything happens for the best...
5.An sms I got some time back.
Lets be positive like this: Four ants are moving through a jungle,
They see an elephant coming against them.
1st ant: We will kill him
2nd ant: We will break his leg
3rd ant: We will throw him out of our way
4th ant: We will leave him cuz he is alone and we are four!
6.Practice being happy
7.Some more posters I came across:
You are responsible for your behaviour
Self Control is knowing you can, but deciding you wont!
Laughter has no foreign accent //really like this one
8.Some points I once heard in a personality development class:
Laugh loudly
Spend time with kids
Step out into the rain
...HaVe a NiCe DaY!
Monday, January 02, 2006
Baby's Day Out
HAPPY NEW YEAR everybody!
This one is about my nephew's very first theater experience. He just turned one year old on the 20th of December. Well, we had all gone to see 'Tanmatra', (Mohanlal movie, directed by Blessy...very good) yesterday because it was new year and all. We had this big bag with us, my nephew's emergency pack...diapers, feeding bottle, clothes, napkins, you name it and it is there in his big pink bag. We were hoping to get seats close to the exit because we were expecting him to cry and make a fuss atleast five times in between the movie, but unfortunately we couldn't get those seats. Infact we got the corner most seats. Whew...we were kinda anxious about how the next 3 hours would turn out, I mean, baby's first movie and all, so you never know.
6.20 pm The much awaited advertisements started...advertisements without which the pleasure of watching a movie in a theater is never complete. Sarees that take you to the heights of professional success, Sarees for the modern women, jewelry...one brand after another, seen it so many times I know it by heart every move everything!
My nephew sat awstruck through all this...taking in all the massive display of sound and colour...haai! We thought, wow, it is good that he is enjoying himself...well, movie started and it was very interesting. But guess, my one year old cool dude didn't think so...5 minutes later the dude was fast asleep. He slept so soundly that he woke up way after the movie was over, when we almost reached home ie.
Now, we got back home and everybody was really tired and all. 11.30pm getting ready to retire, but my nephew was as bright and fresh as ever. Gosh..! haha..can't blame him really, he had just woken up from a 3 hour siesta.
So that was baby's first movie experience...go to the theater, watch all the advertisements, rest well throughout the movie and then wake up fresh as ever, ready to taken on the world!
This one is about my nephew's very first theater experience. He just turned one year old on the 20th of December. Well, we had all gone to see 'Tanmatra', (Mohanlal movie, directed by Blessy...very good) yesterday because it was new year and all. We had this big bag with us, my nephew's emergency pack...diapers, feeding bottle, clothes, napkins, you name it and it is there in his big pink bag. We were hoping to get seats close to the exit because we were expecting him to cry and make a fuss atleast five times in between the movie, but unfortunately we couldn't get those seats. Infact we got the corner most seats. Whew...we were kinda anxious about how the next 3 hours would turn out, I mean, baby's first movie and all, so you never know.
6.20 pm The much awaited advertisements started...advertisements without which the pleasure of watching a movie in a theater is never complete. Sarees that take you to the heights of professional success, Sarees for the modern women, jewelry...one brand after another, seen it so many times I know it by heart every move everything!
My nephew sat awstruck through all this...taking in all the massive display of sound and colour...haai! We thought, wow, it is good that he is enjoying himself...well, movie started and it was very interesting. But guess, my one year old cool dude didn't think so...5 minutes later the dude was fast asleep. He slept so soundly that he woke up way after the movie was over, when we almost reached home ie.
Now, we got back home and everybody was really tired and all. 11.30pm getting ready to retire, but my nephew was as bright and fresh as ever. Gosh..! haha..can't blame him really, he had just woken up from a 3 hour siesta.
So that was baby's first movie experience...go to the theater, watch all the advertisements, rest well throughout the movie and then wake up fresh as ever, ready to taken on the world!
Monday, November 14, 2005
How important is it..?
Now, I was wondering, how important is it to know your mother tongue? I mean, if you are living in a place different from your native place and the language spoken there is not your mother tongue then what difference does it make wether you know your mother tongue or not?
I have seen people getting teased for not knowing Malayalam...but why must we expect them to know it when they have been living outside Kerala for so long. There are exceptions...lotsa NRKs who speak their mother tongue too are there, but no piont in teasing the rest. They have hardly any need to use their mother toungue unless ofcourse their family uses it at home or something.
Will I have been on both sides of the court..teasing and getting teased, so I was just wondering. When I first came to Kerala I didn't know the language, my parents would speak to me in English (because fluency in english was important for school admission) and friends would use Hindi. Well, I am very fluent in Malayalam now, no probs.
But, why make people ashamed about not knowing your mother tongue? Teasing them is one thing, but making them feel really bad about it is another. Its simply a language after all...why is it a must you have to know it, when you hardly ever need to use it? Ok, so if you are living in a particular state it is good to know the local language..thats it.
Now, there is a particular class of 'weird' people who know the language but pretend to not know it or something. God knows why they go through all the trouble to pose they don't know it...its really funny.
Well, I used to feel terrible about not knowing Malayalam...it was something to be ashamed of. But now when I think about it..I don't really know why should one feel ashamed about it? Is it really that important?
I have seen people getting teased for not knowing Malayalam...but why must we expect them to know it when they have been living outside Kerala for so long. There are exceptions...lotsa NRKs who speak their mother tongue too are there, but no piont in teasing the rest. They have hardly any need to use their mother toungue unless ofcourse their family uses it at home or something.
Will I have been on both sides of the court..teasing and getting teased, so I was just wondering. When I first came to Kerala I didn't know the language, my parents would speak to me in English (because fluency in english was important for school admission) and friends would use Hindi. Well, I am very fluent in Malayalam now, no probs.
But, why make people ashamed about not knowing your mother tongue? Teasing them is one thing, but making them feel really bad about it is another. Its simply a language after all...why is it a must you have to know it, when you hardly ever need to use it? Ok, so if you are living in a particular state it is good to know the local language..thats it.
Now, there is a particular class of 'weird' people who know the language but pretend to not know it or something. God knows why they go through all the trouble to pose they don't know it...its really funny.
Well, I used to feel terrible about not knowing Malayalam...it was something to be ashamed of. But now when I think about it..I don't really know why should one feel ashamed about it? Is it really that important?
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Diwali Dhamaka
I had a really fantastic diwali...!
The started off with a family breakfast at my aunt's place. Every year we have breakfast at her place for Diwali....I simply love it and I also got to have gulab jamuns after a very long time. Wow!
Went out for dinner again with family members and it was great. Well, basically spending time with family is always great..!
Then we all came home to burst crackers...only mild noiseless ones because we have a baby in the family (my nephew who is below 1). Well, everything was going on well, until at the very end we were left with several giant sized match sticks. I had a sudden brainwave that lighting all the oversized left over matchsticks together will be lovely to look at and a fantastic thing to do. Implementing this incredible idea I took around 10-12 of those oversized matchsticks and lit them all together and *BAM* before I knew it there was a big fire and all...and now I am left with 2 very burnt fingers. aaargh...the pain and the stinging sensation was incredible...it gave me a clear view of the gates of heaven (yeah, I'm sure I'll be off to heaven and nowhere else!) Not a single tear flowed down my cheek...no scream or cries from me..just a feeling of pain and shame..haha...God! I have never felt so foolish and stupid before!
Loads and loads of 'Burnol' followed, along with a simultaneous abundance of advice and "I told you to be careful..." surrounding an embarrassed little me.
My fingers are now multi couloured...the folds of my skin hidden from the fire are still light brown and the rest of it looks charred..ugh! I feel like a zebra and looking at my hand reminds me of those movies and music videos where the hero/heroine lies and hides from their lover because of a burn/scar or whatever....oh, it looks so much like my poor fingers. Worst thing is this happened to my right hand, to my thumb and index fingers..the fingers I need to hold a pen. Its better now...I am back in action..have to submit my records on Monday, you see.
Anyway...I guess some bad karmas of the past have been accounted for...one life cut short in the many more births left....
The started off with a family breakfast at my aunt's place. Every year we have breakfast at her place for Diwali....I simply love it and I also got to have gulab jamuns after a very long time. Wow!
Went out for dinner again with family members and it was great. Well, basically spending time with family is always great..!
Then we all came home to burst crackers...only mild noiseless ones because we have a baby in the family (my nephew who is below 1). Well, everything was going on well, until at the very end we were left with several giant sized match sticks. I had a sudden brainwave that lighting all the oversized left over matchsticks together will be lovely to look at and a fantastic thing to do. Implementing this incredible idea I took around 10-12 of those oversized matchsticks and lit them all together and *BAM* before I knew it there was a big fire and all...and now I am left with 2 very burnt fingers. aaargh...the pain and the stinging sensation was incredible...it gave me a clear view of the gates of heaven (yeah, I'm sure I'll be off to heaven and nowhere else!) Not a single tear flowed down my cheek...no scream or cries from me..just a feeling of pain and shame..haha...God! I have never felt so foolish and stupid before!
Loads and loads of 'Burnol' followed, along with a simultaneous abundance of advice and "I told you to be careful..." surrounding an embarrassed little me.
My fingers are now multi couloured...the folds of my skin hidden from the fire are still light brown and the rest of it looks charred..ugh! I feel like a zebra and looking at my hand reminds me of those movies and music videos where the hero/heroine lies and hides from their lover because of a burn/scar or whatever....oh, it looks so much like my poor fingers. Worst thing is this happened to my right hand, to my thumb and index fingers..the fingers I need to hold a pen. Its better now...I am back in action..have to submit my records on Monday, you see.
Anyway...I guess some bad karmas of the past have been accounted for...one life cut short in the many more births left....
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Happy Diwali!
Its been a really long time since I came to Blogger....I simply ran out of things to say....didn't know what to write...
Well, since I am here anyway...let me wish everybody a VERY HAPPY DIWALI!!
I just saw the news report on tv that said New York has added Diwali to its list of public holidays...They have this law that, cars can't be parked on both sides of a road because that obstructs the path of the cleaning trucks.But on these special days cars can be parked on both sides which means the city is not cleaned on these days. Well, they do have a weird way of acknowledging varoious communities and their customs (by car parking laws!) but still, I guess the Indians out there must be feeling good.
Well, since I am here anyway...let me wish everybody a VERY HAPPY DIWALI!!
I just saw the news report on tv that said New York has added Diwali to its list of public holidays...They have this law that, cars can't be parked on both sides of a road because that obstructs the path of the cleaning trucks.But on these special days cars can be parked on both sides which means the city is not cleaned on these days. Well, they do have a weird way of acknowledging varoious communities and their customs (by car parking laws!) but still, I guess the Indians out there must be feeling good.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Over and Out
Well, actually I think why sorrow is more important than happiness is because our greatest achievements arise from sorrow, fustration and a sense of wanting.
I mean, when you are happy there is no desire for more...you are content. Complacency of sorts sets in..
But when you are sad, you want to come out of that sadness...there is a feverish wanting...wanting to achieve something...to do something more. But when you are happy...you are happy with who you are, what you have...you aren't thinking of what else to do. Its only when you are lacking you want to gain....
So, the world survives on sorrow...something like, sorrow is the driving force to the ultimate goal of happiness...hmm?
I mean, when you are happy there is no desire for more...you are content. Complacency of sorts sets in..
But when you are sad, you want to come out of that sadness...there is a feverish wanting...wanting to achieve something...to do something more. But when you are happy...you are happy with who you are, what you have...you aren't thinking of what else to do. Its only when you are lacking you want to gain....
So, the world survives on sorrow...something like, sorrow is the driving force to the ultimate goal of happiness...hmm?
Mangal Ho...!
Saw Mangal Pandey last friday...excellent. It was truly worth the three years wait.
Amir, Toby, Rani, Amisha and everybody else have acted so well. Even Om Puri's narration was great...his voice suited the story narration beautfully.
Wow, it really makes me feel so....to think that there was a Mangal in India. His was the first shot of Independence.
The songs are good too...the Mangal, Mangal song has good lyrics and I like the music of Tumhari Addao Pe Main Vaari Vaari...its been a while since I've heard Kavitha Krishnamoorthy's voice.
About, William Gordon...what a fustrating situation. You are burdened by your birth...he was British but he didn't agree with their ways...the right cause was against his own people and he was stuck!
Its a powerful story...no unnecessary songs and dialogues...too the point and 100% engaging.
Watch it...!
Amir, Toby, Rani, Amisha and everybody else have acted so well. Even Om Puri's narration was great...his voice suited the story narration beautfully.
Wow, it really makes me feel so....to think that there was a Mangal in India. His was the first shot of Independence.
The songs are good too...the Mangal, Mangal song has good lyrics and I like the music of Tumhari Addao Pe Main Vaari Vaari...its been a while since I've heard Kavitha Krishnamoorthy's voice.
About, William Gordon...what a fustrating situation. You are burdened by your birth...he was British but he didn't agree with their ways...the right cause was against his own people and he was stuck!
Its a powerful story...no unnecessary songs and dialogues...too the point and 100% engaging.
Watch it...!
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Tell Me Why
I was just wondering...why is it that only depression, suffering and the likes, that are so promoted and appreciated by people.
Agreed, everybody says, be happy, smile etc etc...but when it comes to awards...book awards, film awards, awards for art...even fancy dress awards, are all given to not the best portrayal of happiness or joy but to that of pain and suffering....why so?
The most melancholy, depressing book will be declared the 'Book of the Year'...books with a sad tone to them are all the best sellers. "It has real emotion in it, man"....
Why do we associate realism to sorrow...all depressing movies are labeled 'realistic'...does that mean nobody real ever laughs or is happy?
Even when it comes to fancy dress competitions, down to the very basic school level, it is always the most piteous looking costume that wins first place.Rarely ever does the clown get to walk away with the prize.
Funny movies are all simply 'mindless' comedy, eh? Well, mindless or not...comedy is what I love and always will!
I was just wondering about this...have been wondering for a while, infact....if I'm wrong about anything, do let me know..I've always thought nobody likes to be sad...then why promote it in such a huge way?
Agreed, everybody says, be happy, smile etc etc...but when it comes to awards...book awards, film awards, awards for art...even fancy dress awards, are all given to not the best portrayal of happiness or joy but to that of pain and suffering....why so?
The most melancholy, depressing book will be declared the 'Book of the Year'...books with a sad tone to them are all the best sellers. "It has real emotion in it, man"....
Why do we associate realism to sorrow...all depressing movies are labeled 'realistic'...does that mean nobody real ever laughs or is happy?
Even when it comes to fancy dress competitions, down to the very basic school level, it is always the most piteous looking costume that wins first place.Rarely ever does the clown get to walk away with the prize.
Funny movies are all simply 'mindless' comedy, eh? Well, mindless or not...comedy is what I love and always will!
I was just wondering about this...have been wondering for a while, infact....if I'm wrong about anything, do let me know..I've always thought nobody likes to be sad...then why promote it in such a huge way?
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