January 31, 2007

Happy Feet

Saw Happy Feet . Finally. It is so cute. Adorable misfit ( tone deaf and fuzzy ) turns into the hero. It reminds one of Jonathan Livingston Seagull - a bird that dares to be different from the pack and is ostrasized for it before it finally braves the odds and proves to be of use to the community. And I did not know so much about penguins. The father nurtures and the moms go out fishing. I loved the songs, all of them. Anush did not watch the film as i had hoped she would. But she was drawn to the dances and the peppier songs. She has taken to doing whirls and shaking her arms about in a more defined dance.


More on Anush. She repeats the choicest things from what I say.
  • I said" You must move your butt in or you will fall off the chair" She chanted "butt" again and again in great delight.
  • "Are you eating vada, baby?" - she kept saying" vada baby"
  • I was on the phone and said "Wow" to my MIL and Anush went woooooooowwwww! in the very same congratulatory tone

She did the most moving thing last night. I get pampered by my mother with a head massage, weekly once. I get the oil and the comb and then the moda. I was just fetching the former two last nght, when Anush noticed and got the moda for me to the exact spot where it is done. So now I am indulged by both my mom and my daughter!!


This is what they call heaven.

January 30, 2007

Slow Down- You move too fast


You got to make the morning last, Feeling Groovy.......I think that was a Simon and Garfunkel song. Now just replace the morning with good times and you will have Slow Down Culture.

I received a very interesting forward on this which I share here with you.
"It's been 18 years since I joined Volvo, a Swedish company. Working for them has proven to be an interesting experience. Any project here takes 2 years to be finalized, even if the idea is simple and brilliant. It's a rule.

Globalize processes have caused in us (all over the world) a general sense of searching for immediate results. Therefore, we have come to posses a need to see immediate results. This contrasts greatly with the slow movements of the Swedish. They, on the other hand, debate, debate, debate, hold x quantity of meetings and work with a slowdown scheme. At the end, this always yields better results.
Said in another words:
1. Sweden is about the size of San Pablo, a state in Brazil.
2. Sweden has 2 million inhabitants.
3. Stockholm, has 500,000 people.
4. Volvo, Escania, Ericsson, Electrolux, Nokia are some of its renowned companies. Volvo supplies the NASA.
The first time I was in Sweden, one of my colleagues picked me up at the hotel every morning. It was September, bit cold and snowy. We would arrive early at the company and he would park far away from the entrance (2000 employees drive their car to work). The first day, I didn't say anything, either the second or third. One morning I asked, "Do you have a fixed parking space? I've noticed we park far from the entrance even when there are no other cars in the lot." To which he replied, "Since we're here early we'll have time to walk, and whoever gets in late will be late and need a place closer to the door. Don't you think? Imagine my face.
Nowadays, there's a movement in Europe name Slow Food. This movement establishes that people should eat and drink slowly, with enough time to taste their food, spend time with the family, friends, without rushing. Slow Food is against its counterpart: the spirit of Fast Food and what it stands for as a lifestyle. Slow Food is the basis for a bigger movement called Slow Europe, as mentioned by Business Week.
Basically, the movement questions the sense of "hurry" and "craziness" generated by globalization, fueled by the desire of "having in quantity" (life status) versus "having with quality", "life quality" or the "quality of being". French people, even though they work 35 hours per week, are more productive than Americans or British. Germans have established 28.8 hour workweeks and have seen their productivity been driven up by 20%. This slow attitude has brought forth the US's attention, pupils of the fast and the "do it now!".
This no-rush attitude doesn't represent doing less or having a lower productivity. It means working and doing things with greater quality, productivity, perfection, with attention to detail and less stress. It means reestablishing family values, friends, free and leisure time. Taking the "now", present and concrete, versus the "global", undefined and anonymous. It means taking humans' essential values, the simplicity of living.
It stands for a less coercive work environment, more happy, lighter and more productive where humans enjoy doing what they know best how to do. It's time to stop and think on how companies need to develop serious quality with no-rush that will increase productivity and the quality of products and services, without losing the essence of spirit.
In the movie, Scent of a Woman, there's a scene where Al Pacino asks a girl to dance and she replies, "I can't, my boyfriend will be here any minute now". To which Al responds, "A life is lived in an instant". Then they dance to a tango.
Many of us live our lives running behind time, but we only reach it when we die of a heart attack or in a car accident rushing to be on time. Others are so anxious of living the future that they forget to live the present, which is the only time that truly exists. We all have equal time throughout the world. No one has more or less. The difference lies in how each one of us does with our time. We need to live each moment. As John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
Congratulations for reading till the end of this message. There are many who will have stopped in the middle so as not to waste time in this globalized world. "
While on Sweden, a Swedish ship ( picture above courtesy the web), a replica of an 18th century one, Gotheborg, is coming to town by early Feb. It will be docked for about 10 days. I want to go and see it. Here is why...

January 29, 2007

Revelations

A lot of posts/articles have been dedicated to Sathya Saibaba and his Athi Rudra Yagna being conducted for world peace in Tiruvanmiyur, Chennai. Hotel accomodation is near impossible and a client of mine, who flies business class, had to stay in a lodge in Vadapalani! Here is a glimpse at some things I overheard and saw that apalled and amused me:

"He has resolved world issues they say but he has created traffic problems in Tiruvanmiyur."
" I am unable to volunteer for want of time. I really want to" From a person who shudders to volunteer at Annual Day Gatherings because she fears crowds.
" I wonder what his haircare regimen is" from a balding friend.
A foreign couple, dressed like typical back packers mentioned " We have cut our Kerala trip and come here instead"
"They have his feet in all those hoardings. Looks so well pedicured." The other person said- "I do not think saints like him do anything artificial. Must have had massages not pedicure."
" Did you know? He is a paedophile" Thank God I do not know and would like to let it stay that way.

I met a blogger I frequent, in person, for the first time. Once I got back home, Navy asked me " Did you live up to her mental image of you? " I had to say" I do not know" In fact come to think of it, we never discussed that aspect. But I am sure we bloggers who do not share our pic, leave it to the reader's imagination/ visualisation.

It will be nice to know how I am picturised by the rest of you....the good, the bad and the ugly. So do write in. And if any of you would like to know how i visualise you, just ask me!
Of course, this is not open to those who have met/ know me already.

January 25, 2007

Identity Crisis



I had vada pav yesterday.

Drove via Aarey colony and saw the light streaming down the trees and bushes.

Bought back a huge Murmura pack to Chennai.
You guessed right, I was in Mumbai. The city of my childhood, at least a large part of it.

I do not think I will ever stop calling myself a Bombayite. Even now when someone asks me where I am from, I say Mumbai and then explain - came to Chennai a few years back, post marriage. Whom am I kidding! Bombay no longer exists- I should be a Mumbaikar if at all.
I came to Chennai almost 8 yrs ago.
About time I called myself a Chennaiite. And I belong here don't I ? Being a Tamilian at that? Maybe my Chennaisation is not complete.

This Republic Day when Chennai gets metered autos, I think I will also salute that event by calling myself a Chennaiite henceforth.

January 23, 2007

Double Bonanza

Saw the first episode of the Shah Rukh- hosted- Kaun Banega Crorepati 3.

Who gave him those lines?!! He said " People ask me what kind of coats will you wear. I would say to them- Any kind, even a petticoat, if the audience wants it."

The contestant - one of them appeared coached. Yes, I know some of us drool over SRK but this was clearly overdone.

And SRK gave away his over 1 lakh rupees worth Tag Heur. But he earns that much does he not? And he must have got it free from Tag Heur, he endorses the brand If I recollect right. So must wait and see if he gives every contestant a watch.

The only good thing was a Ganesh Hegde choreographed number as the title song- very Janet Jackson video meets Bollywood style.

I can sense all the SRK fans coming to hit me on this one- so i am going into hiding for a day.

As for the title of this post, much in SRK's self congratulatory style, it refers to the fact that I have posted 2 on a single day versus my "one a day".

For the love of it!

I am so in my element when I create and make presentations. The whole process of establishing a flow, collecting data, ideating and making the whole thing a visual treat & then sharing, debating and presenting it- oh! it is such a turn on.

Those are the times I really love my job!! For anyone interested, alamy is a wonderful resource for pictures as are treklens and trekearth.

Is it necessary to be good at something to love it- I really do not think so. But you derive more satisfaction if competence and love get together. Maybe then you are motivated and inclined to improve?

Am reading- "It is not about the bike." Lance Armstrong's autobiography. It begins in a very truthful fashion- read "brutally honest". Will tell you more in a couple of days.

January 22, 2007

The Other Guru

Saw Guru at the new INOX in Chennai. It is a cut paste of various Mani Ratnam flicks. Nayakan was about an underworld don and Guru is about a Business don. Abhishek ( always my favourite) deserves an award for his histrionics. Wish Ash had that darker bronzed look that she had in Dhoom2- would have looked more credible as a village belle. Mithun was wonderful as the righteous paper owner as was Madhavan as a reporter. Vidya Balan (of Parineeta fame) made a blink and you miss role memorable. Was not sure the end was convincing enough.
Screen L2L kisses make an entry in Mani's films as well and a far better one than Dhoom 2 this. But all said and done, as The Hindu reviewer put it- Mani talks!! We took Anush along and she laughed when we did and clapped with me at ab's ( AB jr's) entry.
Do any of you recall Guru in the TV serial Nukkad. I had crush on him, though I was barely 10 at that time. Where have guys like him gone?

Citi Centre I find is a cool place to hang out with lot of shopping opportunity, a great play areas for little ones and a good food court. INOX is more or less like Sathyam's Studio 5. Wonder what wil happen if the theatres have a ceiling on the ticket prices ( Rs 80 max). Am not sure I am ready for the kind of crowds I will have to view a movie with. Not very egalitarian but I cant help the way I feel. However will welcome a pricing that deters fleecing of consumers but at the same time ensures a fairly decent crowd. Maybe they can carry theatre ratings like the Hotel industry and be allowed to charge a premium for better, cleaner facilities.

As clean goes, there was dog that had been run over on the road yesterday. I was nto sure who would remove it. Saw a couple of ONYX guys ( garbage clearers) and asked them. They said it was not their job. I said "Yes, I understand but could you guide me to the one responsible?" They were clueless. Does one call the municipality or the Blue cross ? Can the contact numbers also be made available to all public. Or do we need to live up to that callous dialogue that older Indian action movies had " Kutthe ki maut maregaa?"

On a happier note, everyone seems to be getting married. I have a lot of gifts to buy. And a lot of sari wearing to do. On the earlier post- since soooooo many of you are waiting with bated breath, ( am I delusional or what)... The girl went stiff. She had broken her back. So much for trying to tone up for the wedding. It would not happen now, she thought. Her parents were very anxious. I will sue these gym guys her mother said in her usual style. A couple of co- rope exercisers gathered around in concern/ sympathy. She started yelling " leave me alone" The instructor woke her up and helped her up. She asked her to touch her toes. "No problem, see?" This happened in my gym last Friday. So it is fact that I still have one more wedding to attend.

January 19, 2007

Fact or Fiction

A girl's marriage had been arranged. On announcing this news, she was teased and questioned galore by her friends . She was blissfully happy and went on to the "rope" exercise. She fell with a thud suddenly. What do you think happened next?

Wait till Monday for what really happened.

January 18, 2007

Montage



My weekend that was.

A visit to Casa Piccola ( yes in Chennai now ) - lovely to relive old memories of the one near Residency road Blore, not as cosy as I recall, more posh and new age. With a good terrace sit out facility. It also resulted in an impulsive but much needed( is it not so always : - ) ) shopping spree at Clothes encounters and Cotton World on Khader Nawaz Khan road.

Then came a trip down Mount Road to VTI (Victoria Technical Institute). Do not let the name fool you. This is a great place for intricately done crochet and exquisite murals, artifacts, handbags, smocked stuff and jhoolas. Really good Indian carft place at affordable rates. Not a great ambience but you would not go there for that anyway. Also seems to attract a lot of foreigners here. The place to shop for Indian flavour in decor. Nothing new age or " fusion " like - mostly traditional stuff here.

Saw Autograph finally and was surprised to find it a lot like Mera Naam Joker with a hero who liked like a joke without his beard but looked groovy and sensitive with one. Also caught up with Irma Ladouce which rekindled fond memories of a movie called Manoranjan with Sanjeev Kumar (where are actor like him nowadays) and Zeenat at her sexiest best.

Read The Hungry Tide by Amitav Ghosh set in the Sundarbans encompassing local deities, marine life and very real characters ranging from fisher folk to translators. A little too detailed at times, the book takes you on a journey with the main characters and has a stormy end. Over all a very interesting read.

We took Ansuh to the zoo or to be precise" Guindy Children's park" Avoided the snake park since Anush's mother is sacred of them. Saw otters, deer, monkeys, crocodiles, a lot of birds from Vandalur that have come in. Pretty decent and the entry fee is too low. If they hike it up then maybe they could maintain it better.

Seams Natural had announced a sale for a particular duration. Sounded like a less common Fab India.They mentioned open on Sundays. But they had forgotten to mention they are shut for 2 days during Pongal. I gave their contact person a piece of my mind on the phone. Surprise, surprise they sent me an sms apologizing and saying they would take care in future.Not bad. I had to stop ranting.

So went in to Surya Greens next door and bought some good veggies and pre cut avarakkai. Really time saving when you have guests. They have an assortment of differently chopped pre- cuts for poriyals, sambar, noodles, saagu & for salads. Best of all they have peeled small onions( shallots) as well.

Anush turned 17 months on 16th.
She runs, jumps ( actually thumps one foot), plays chuk chuk train and talks a lot.
She doodles with chalk ( only a designated wardrobe door or her book ) and takes great pains to rub off witha little shoeshine duster that I have given her.
She no longer says "baba" but hums "Jaidev Jaidev" when she means God.
Anush has been dreaming in her sleep these last few days, she speaks, sometimes cries. It is a little heart breaking. Hope it is just a phase.
She manages to eat things with her hand but loves to crush stuff that is squishy or crumbles.
She is a Diva in the making and sulks/ shouts if she wants something her way
She brings her shoes ( "eee" or "chapp")to you if she feels she wants to go "taata"
She complete the last word of a couple of rhymes and is so eager to do it she rushes the word before you complete the sentence.
She talks a lot to herself and hands over money to sales guys( pizza/ water/ dhobi etc) who come home and says "Take" and "Thankoo" once they take it. They do not know how to react but leave with a smile.

January 17, 2007

Style Check: Artnavy

=Pongal-Anush style=


Am taking up passerby55's tag. 10 things that reflect my style.

Given my background in qualitative MR, I have tried doing it that way. So the statistical validity is suspect.

If I were an animal/ bird: A penguin. Nothing exceptional. Mostly lovable, usually happy, always yakking, sometimes irritating.
If I were a vehicle: A tricycle. Stable, in the learning mode, loved by kids. ( BTW, i do not know how to ride a bicycle.)
If I were a comic character: Popeye. Tall & fast with pop eyes. Not very glamorous. Loves spinach of all kinds.
If I were a city: Must be Mumbai. A cocktail of opinions and views. A potpourri of culture.
If I were an art form : I would be amateur photography. Experimentative, traveller, unpredictable and fun. Not always with good results.
If I were a colour: Black. Much as I would like to think of myself as mysterious and alluring, I guess I will have to say dark and sometimes intimidating. I can be very assertive and do not really let on what is going on in

If I were a filmstar: Would like to say Angelina Jolie, but it would be Nandita Das. Earthy and Indian.
If I were a vegetable: Potato of course, versatile and oddly shaped.
If I were a fabric: Cotton- cool and casual , also natural.
If I were a gizmo: No nonsense, basic, reliable and functional cell phone

I really seem to have too much style. Hmmmm.
Would like i2w, sts, orchid and sanjay to do this tag.

January 12, 2007

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A Century but not a Centum
A lot of Anushka and a little bit of me
A lot of joy and a little bit of angst
A lot of questions and a few answers
A lot of acquaintances and some friends
A lot of nonsense and some sense
A lot of words and a lot more coming.

This is my 100th post. A milestone. As Usha would say why should 99 or 101 feel left out? Let me simply say, I am just a sucker for tradition.

Happy pongal to those who celebrate it. Have a great weekend - to all the rest.

January 11, 2007

Chennai Chuckles

A lot of small roadside restaurants in Chennai proclaim:" High Class Vegetarian"

Also such a large metro and you will hardly find any common man's restaurants here. Only hotels, pronounced "O-tull".

It is so quirky. They certainly do not mean that the chefs are high class or that they encourage only high class patrons. And if you step in - u will see rickety granite top tables and make do Nilkamal plastic chairs or steel foldables. And definitely no provision to rest a weary head as in a hotel.

Yeah, yeah, I know they mean "good quality" when they say "high class". These are the small shack like eat outs of Chennai. And some of them serve amazingly yummy food- even if they are not highly classy in appearance . Oh, I love Chenna!

As "Celebrating Chennai" goes- there is a new FM station in town - Radio One. ( 94.3) Pretty neat launch. And all those who are sniggering, no nepotism here.

January 10, 2007

The Whole Six Yards

I love wearing a sari to work. I enjoy the attention. Makes me feel very feminine & graceful and all that I am not. But I do not do it often, reasons being:
- it is cumbersome to work/walk in it
- it gets stuffy despite the aircon
- i do not have too many casual saris and I do not repeat them to work
- it is messy since I do not like to pleat my pallu- ( pleating up  shows skin/ navel/ belly and i feel conscious) - though i wear near- no- back blouses!


 
I know some maamis who go abroad and after scores of years finally get/decide to wear jeans and tshirts. They will tell you particularly sheepishly that they have worn shorts at a safari. I find them sooooooooooo cute. When you see someone is something unusual ( for them) you tend to notice it and like it as well.

Back to some, no all of my favourite saris (not to mistake for TDNA's hilarious take on styles of draping). Please refine my understanding all-those-who-know-more.The Classics-Silks
Kancheepuram- Often heavy, sometimes ostentatious, always striking. A must for weddings. A more subdued thread work instead of zari makes it less dressy. Major innovations are the reversible and the 50K colours one. See here for Appu's take
Paithani- The Maharasthrian silk that comes in typical 5-6 colour combos( parrot green- magenta/ fushia and orange) with usually a parrot motif
Banarasi- The Kancheepuram silk's cousin in the North, heavy and equally stirring & for some reason recalls more "butta" motifs
Tussar- The Bengal one which is very versatile and beautiful
Chanderi- From Madhya Pradesh it can be a little too transparent
Balucheri- Ramamyan and Mahabahrat kathas/ stories woven into soft buttery silks in vivid colours
Jaamdani- Rough almost cotton like ( or is it cotton) famous if from Bangladesh
Khadi- A rough and patriotic twist to silk- also known as "raw silk"
Mysore crepe- Rich in hues, manageable yet dressy
Printed Silk- Immediately recalls Indian airlines air hostess prints, easy to maintain and wear and good for the day and the evening
Crepe- Makes you feel very sexy and possibly the equivalent to wearing a slinky evening gown
Binny - Long gone, there is a wonderful relic in my mom's wardrobe. Gorgeous soft in a turqouise blue.
The Basics- CottonSutra
Bengal/ Venkatagiri/ Mangalagiri/ Kanchi/ Coimbatore/ Madurai Cotton
- All with their typical stamp / signature
Kota- The checked weave of this one makes it speacial, very simple and understated
Set Mundu- The typical off white with ususally gold zari from Kerela
Ikkat/ Pochampalli- From Orissa and Andhra, respectively, this type also comes in silk. It refers to more the kind of weave and the resultant design. like arrowheads bunched together

Gharwal- From Andhra among the most expensive cottons you will find, not sure why. Think it is a combo of silk border and cotton body.
The Fusions- Blends
Polycot-
a fabric that blends the beauty of cotton with the practicality of polyster
Polysilk- a blend which makes it an affordable deceptively silk like sari
"Garden" synthetics- Best for the monsoon, goregous prints , trendsetting ads, Do not know if it even exists now

The Specials- Ornate and Embellished
Zardosi work
- A lovely embroidery manner of Persian origin? Very rich , if slightly poky.
Parsi sari- For want of any better way to put it, this embroidery is typical of Parsis and is just as lovely as the community
Chikan kari- A Lucknowi tradition that is subtle and sophisticated and there are types there too -with the satin and the knot stitch being the most common
Kantha- the running stitch embroidery was a rage and became way too common .
Bandini- a tie and dye technique most synonymous with rajsthand and gujrat, often enhanced by mirros and chumkis. But Chungudi in the South would also be similar I suppose.
Block print- Vegetable dyes and blocks make for this style. Earlier the mango motif was the main thing, whereas now you have a multitude of designs
Kalamkari- As I always say, somehow manages to look old from the start but yet very likeable. Involves hand painting/ blocks. Earlier found in grey and off whites and browns now available in more vibrant hues


Whew! This post itself must be six yards long.

And I must say it is all from my head, no research. Not bad huh?
While on saris, I recollect reading The Sari Shop-by Rupa Bawja , not too good mostly, somewhat interesting in parts, among the few set in Punjab that I have read.

January 09, 2007

Train travails

Saw Flightplan. Jodie Foster has aged, but not well. The little girl has little to do but is moving anyway as the vulnerable child. Somewhat gripping, this flight takes off well but spirals down in its descent. But it was a clear departure form the usual Bollywood & Kollywood movies I watch. Made me wonder why we so rarely have such movies in India.

Here is my desi version:

RailYatra
Tagline- Let us make up the rest ( ring a bell?)

Setting:
Rajdhani or Shatabdi, anything with a vestibule and pantry will do.
If big budget, we can use the Palace on Wheels

Cast:
Tabu in place of Jodie Foster.
The kid in the HSBC ( pintoo ) ad as her child.
Pankaj Kapur/ Naseruddin Shah as the seemingly innocent officer who volunteers help

Music:
Beats from Sivamani from unconventional instruments that are eerie
Maybe one song from a beggar on the train or a vendor can be accomodated.

Plot extension:
Tabu is shell shocked after losing her husband in Delhi . They work with the government, she is a designer with the railway ministry . She is going back to her home town- Mumbai with her son, who is terrified after the loss. After a couple of sleeping pills, Tabu dozes off and when she wakes up , her son is missing. And then the quest begins......

Can you see it happening?

January 08, 2007

And the Wind Blows

Being in the fragrance industry i was browsing for some relevant innovations and I chanced upon this- a flatulence deodorizer

Initially I found it hilarious. Had to chide myself for being a stuck in time juvenile delinquent. This is one act where you are not looked upon kindly if you are the giving ( generous) variety. Then I felt bad for those who needed such a product- This is a subject that really evokes more laughter than concern.

Fart Facts
There is no difference in the chemistry of male and female digestion, hence men and women emit the same amounts of gas. However, men apparently have more fun doing it.
Some items are renowned for their effects : lentils, cauliflower, cabbage, peas & Garlic.
The cellulose in vegetables cannot be digested, therefore vegetarians produce more gas than people with a mixed diet.
Is a fart just a burp coming the wrong side? No- the chemical content is different.
Nothing harmful about holding a fart- so all who thought u had a valid excuse to do it in full glory- defer it in public - at least try
When the boss farts, pay no heed- will show your endurance and solidarity



What would you do if you inadvertently let one out?
Act Cool and ignore
Apologise
Look at the neighbour in an unforgiving way
Challenge all present to beat yours
Raise your voice, drag a chair, do a jig
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Farting Etiquette
Yes.There is such a thing. The acoustic range of a fart varies from unheard to deafening( sometimes hearing- threatening). The olfacatory one could be odourless to stinkbomb
If the former, you can play innocent If the latter, you are supposed to plead guilty and formally excuse yourself.
Passing wind in a lift is a no no. There is no way for the victims to escape and revenge may follow.

Celluloid Effarts
Salman Khan's look of bliss after a rather explosive escapade due to a over hearty meal in Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam
Cant think of any others.... can you ?

January 05, 2007

Brat?

Anush has begun identifying people as well by their name. She is Akka. Navy is Navnu ( as I refer to him). She refuses to state my name despite my beseeching her to do so. And yes, my mother, her Paati is Dajum. ( more or less my mother's name)

A couple of people seemed offended by her calling her paati by name. Let me know what you think:


Can a child refer to her grandma by her first name ?
No way. Bad Manners.
Of course. What are names for?
Not in India
Yes If the granma does not mind.
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January 04, 2007

Vande Mataram

To live up to my name, I will dodge the subject of whether enforced singing of Vande Mataram, is necessary or not. Or that it may have reliogiously offensive content.

Suffice to say that I enjoy the song in all its versions from the one on DD to the Shubha Mudgal and A R Rehman ones.


Here is my favourite version. The Anand Math one. The music is by Hemant Kumar and Lata Mangeshkar sings it. While the recording of yesteryears lackes the finesse of today, it surely does not lack in spirit.

Note that it has an extra stanza than the usual rendition. Thanks to Wikepedia I found the lyrics I had forgotten. Here they are.

An informative article on the National Song of India is available here

January 03, 2007

The Little Prince


I often loan him to unsuspecting acquaintances/ friends / relatives. He turned sixty recently but still remins a little one. He is inspiring and is the world's wisdom wrapped in less than a 100 pages. I wonder if Antoine de St Expuery, the author, intended for it to be so.

I came across the boa constrictor chapter in class 6 in school ( Bombay Board) Later a chance meeting with an IIM C grad at a driving school led to a very short-lived but intense (or should I say therefore intense) friendship. He was a huge fan of The Little Prince and gifted me the book when I made it to my MBA.

For those of you who would like an on-line edition

Took up an open tag from Sanjay's. Here is what I am supposed to do..
1. Grab the closest book.
2. Open to page 123, go down to the fifth sentence.
3. Post the text of next 3 sentences on the blog.
4. Put in also the name of the book and its author.
5. Tag three people.
"Smith and Baskin lied and claimed to have several witnesses who would testify that tommy was at a party by the blue river that Saturday night and had borrowed a pick up truck and left Wrong day tommy said sticking to his version. he had gone fishing on Friday, partied at Robertses' on Saturday and gone to a party at the river on Sunday"

John Grisham's The Innocent man
I tag sts, kk and orchid. And anyone else who is reading a book.
Psst- While doing this I realized what long sentences we write. We are taught in school not to do so. Need to be more conscious about this.

January 02, 2007

2007 Ahoy!

We gave a chilled-out welcome to 2007. Were at home and Anush was all the entertainment we needed. And another building gala . There was not much dancing as would have been the case in Mumbai but the adult participation was not bad. Even had a nice Biryani dinner to wrap up the night.

Kabul Express. Afghanistan for me was the great Khan Abdul Gaffar Khan's ( not to forget his nose) and the intense green eyed girl, Sharbat Gula, on the National Geographic cover ( time has worn her out too). Then came Sept 11 and Osama and in their wake - The Kite Runner.

Spiced only with Arshad's comic this movie is a breath of fresh air. It does not have any pace breakers such as songs or dances. More grey than black, even the Talib in the movie has a good streak. A bold attempt if not a good one this. It made me wish the romance of the landscape had not been so compromised in real life.
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The New year came with analysis-paralysis of Saddam's execution which I will not do here. But to think a 9 year old died trying to imitate the scene on TV. Hard to digest. Talking of indigestion- the army jawaans who misbehanved and vandalised the police station to release a supposedley eve teasing duo of Captain and Major. Very unpalatable this.

But the world's most unacceptable job for me would be an executioner's. Closely followed by the police/ traffic police/ match refrees- these guys get penalised for doing their job as much as for not doing it.