TAG! ur it!

hmm.... i was told id been tagged... and i was like "huh... so?"... i admit, the phrase did bring vivid images of children running about, the "catcher" reaching out to touch some other kid, n yelling "tag! ur it!" n the "caught" then in turn became the successive catcher... it aint too different here either, i guess... turns out being tagged, by someone who has been tagged already, involves writing out a blog describing wat one is looking for in a guy/gal... as in now, ive just got to describe my perfect guy :D that aint so hard now, is it??? well lemme see.... the mood is set... listening to tu bin bataye.... and if that doesnt put me in the dreamy mood, then id say all hope is lost n im resigned to a fate of spinsterhood :P anywayz, valentines day just came n went, with absolutely no change in the "im single" status... :( sad... V day always is, as far as im concerned, an ordinary (even more ordinary than the other days) day... it just comes n goes... ;)

okie dokie... now moving onto wat id love to find in a guy.... (wondering if itd be easier to say wat i wudnt like in a guy... hmm...)

1. should have a gr8 sense of humour... should be able to keep me laughing 24x7... n yup... that doesnt translate to narrating surd jokes, or blonde jokes or who's there jokes.... i like spontaneous wit and i just love it when the guy makes even ordinary, mundane things seem funny... yup... witty n humourous... first attributes id look for...

2. hmm... the guy shouldnt take me too seriously... now wait! dont misinterpret that! thing is i have the tendency to fly off the handle for exceptionally silly things at times, in short, im kinda moody ;)... now when im being sullen n out of sorts for no reason at all, the guy shud bear it grinning and yeah not take me seriously, as in he should kid around n cheer me up instead...

3. id love a guy who could serenade me... :D n nope, even though itd be awesome if the guy was singer material, i dont mind a guy who cant sing for nuts, but who would do it all the same for me... i think thats really cute... guys who sing even though they cant, simply coz they love their girls sooo much... :)

4. id love a nice smiley faced guy... someone with that perfect "close-up" smile.... necessarily it shouldnt be a stupid blank smile (as in the ad, the guy has nothing to smile abt but the money hes making for looking like the happy-dent cow); a smile that reached his eyes, if u know wat i mean... a nice, warm, genuine smile...

5. should be an avid reader... ( nope, i dont mean newspapers n magazines... ;) )

6. should love to travel... to explore new places... n when on a trip, should exhibit gr8 enthusiam for checking out even the most quaint parts of the place, n shouldnt be content with staying at the hotel room, flipping through tv channels listlessly...

7. should love dogs n shouldnt mind having a coupla them at home... n yeah letting them have access to the whole house... as in there should be no part of the house that is out of bounds for our canine companions... :)

8. should be smart looking ... we cant all hope for john abrahams, so i'll be mighty content with a smart, looking guy, definitely on the taller side... id love it if the guy had differently coloured eyes... okie im not asking for blue or grey or green coloured eyes... but even brown wud be a welcome change... anything but black coloured eyes :P and yup, i hate guys with any signs of facial hair... no meesai, no dhaadi please!

9. im not exactly looking for IIT material, but the guy shouldnt be the dumb kind who struggled to get his degree... certain amount of academic brilliance will be expected... (God that sounds like an ad in the "opportunities" column... ;) )

10. last, n most definitely not the least, should love me with all of himself... should be able to give me my space... should be romantic but not in the cliched way... i mean i do like roses, candle-light dinners n stuff, but it shouldnt be just that... would love someone like jessie in full house... creatively romantic... :D

hmm... i guess it was supposed to be just 8 points... but yup... cudnt curtail it... just read through the post for typos, n i must admit, it sounds like im expecting wayyyy too much... anywayz, it never did hurt to fantasise before, so why should it now??? ;)

and umm... i dont really know 8 ppl who i can tag in turn... so yup, i guess i will tag the only person i do know on blogspot who hasnt been tagged already : Naren :) (hey foxie this should be a piece of cake for u! )

Tamil Movie Algorithm :D

heya ppl.... i never ever intended to post a fwd of all things on my blog, but this one never fails to crack me up, no matter how many times i read it... and as most hindi movies of old, were either copied into or copied from tamil movies, this holds true for hindi movies too... it was sent to me by my cuz abt a yr back, n i guess u ppl have read it b4 too, but all the same, here goes....

Algorithm for A Tamil Movie:

1) "Only a girl will know the mind of another girl" (this dialogue can be delivered even by a 70 year old 'girl').

2) The father of the hero of an action movie will be dead. If he is not dead, then he is the villain. But the hero will come to know of this relationship only in the climax (and the father will turn over a new leaf).

3) It's always the mother of the hero who falls ill forcing the hero to steal to pay for the medicine.

4) The villain's wife never approves of his activities.

5) The hero and heroine can never tell from where a song is coming...They go on looking the wrong way till the song ends.

6) The villain's jeep can never catch up with the hero running zigzag, wounded in the leg and carrying a child.

7) Smugglers invariably keep a diary. Though they have been in the business for ages, their diary never runs into several volumes, it's always a single leather-bound pocket size booklet.

8) When the market-scene has come, can the fight be far behind ?

9) During car chases, the cars knock down so many push carts laden with vegetables, newspaper stalls, piles of empty cartons, etc. without any casualty. And when the cars go over a bridge, one of the cars is bound to fall from the bridge. (The hero can get the lorry he is driving leap into the air just by pulling the steering wheel up)

10) If the hero is a police officer, the constable who accompanies him is always a comedian.

11) The heroine, who has been a congenital shrew (bajaari), will turn into the 'epitome' of Tamil (Telugu etc) culture the moment she catches a glimpse of the hero.

12) All romantic films, one of the following is true: The families of the hero and heroine have a generations long feud. One of them is rich and the other is poor. They are from different castes/religion.

13) When the hero accidentally knocks down someone or pulls the knife out of a dead man, he is promptly arrested, convicted and sent to prison. But in the climax he mows down hundreds of the villain's henchmen and walks free.

14) The entire police department (if hero is a not a policeman) or the entire police department minus the hero (if hero is a policeman) is corrupt (the comedian-constable is the exception).

15) Policewomen always wear figure 'hugging' uniforms.

16) When the villain attempts to molest the heroine, the hero is always within the earshot and promptly apprears in the scene but waits till the heroine's dress is completely torn and till the villain is just going to make it. This is not true when an attempt is made on the modesty of the hero's sister (see 17. below).

17) About the hero's sister, one of the following is true : She is handicappedShe gets raped and/or killed by the villain / villain's son.

18) The bomb the villain places at the feet of his (tied up) victims has a 500 metre long (or longer) fuse. The time would have been set for 60 seconds but it would still be showing 58,57... even after 15 minutes.When the hero at last arrives and throws the bomb away (which always happens when there is just 1 sec remaining), the bomb always lands in a no-mans-land.

19) When the hero is a college student, all his friends are comedians (looking considerably older than the hero himself). None of them (including the hero) has any academic ambitions.

20) When orphanned brothers go citywards, they never make it to their destination together.And always one (or both) of them falls into bad ways. What reunites them at the end may be just anything : a mango mole in the small of the back, the distinct way they scratch the head or dig the nose, the lullaby their mother used to sing, the lockets they manage not to lose over the years or anything as silly.

21) The villain's sidekicks wear 'bizarre' uniforms and ride the same model motorcycles when chasing the hero's car. One by one, all of them are nudged out of the road by the hero. The more intelligent sidekick who avoids the flank of the hero's car and remains behind it crashes into the rear of the car when the hero 'intelligently' applies the brake.

Of Daffodils n Nostalgia...

"For oft when on my couch i lie,

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye,

Which is the bliss of solitude....."

These are probably the only few lines of poetry ive remembered over the years, inspite of being made to commit a considerable bit of it to memory.... for reasons i cant explain, these words always had some effect on me... im not a person given in to too much of reminiscing... but there are times that ur mind does get into the flashback mode... :D

Sometimes, thinking back aint such a good idea after all... thoughts are strung together... the good thoughts inevitably instrumental in invoking a few bad ones... depressing thought, that... i think sometimes, God in his infinite wisdom, granted man the gift of forgetting... if not for that, we would not be able to be polite to people who hurt us in the past ; to "let time heal" ; to look forward to new beginnings, leaving behind the unhappy endings ; to let bygones be bygones.... truly, a bad memory is a blessing in disguise! ;)

But thinking back, is not always a self-assigned task... just as the daffodils chose to flash upon Wordsworth's inward eye, there are images of the past that choose to make an appearance on our mind's screen, when we least expect them to... sometimes yes, they help u smile; offer a moment's comfort in an uneasy situation; help u tide over difficulties... so yes, it has its plus-points too... all said and done, wat is life without memories???

Losing Individuality :D

there's been this new line of thought that ive been pursuing of late... on how efficiently im going about losing my originality... hmm... to make this statement sound more sensible, i'll have to elaborate... ppl who know me well, are quite aware of the fact that i like immitating ppl... watch out for those distinct expressions, for those droll actions, for those slip-ups in the accent... n then yeah have a nice time later, enacting them out n giggling over it... all very nice n funny... but then now that i come to think of it, i think probably all that begins to work on a person's individuality... i guess ive incorporated a lot of alien mannerisms... so much so, i dont myself know what the real me is like... scary thought... if i keep this up, i'll probably be a whole new person few yrs down the line... gleep! n quite a funny one at that... man! i'll be a freak! SCREAM!

penance n repentance

i had promised in my last blog (if i remember right) to post a review on thavamai thavam irundhu... the reason why i didnt do it earlier is that the movie spans over a good three hours n writing a review for bluffmaster was plainly an easier task... now lemme see, if i remember anything at all about the movie...
the thing i remember vividly about it is that the protagonist (i mean raj kiran here, not mr.whatshisname), is shown pedalling something all through the movie... first the press n then his cycle, the cycle again... n again n then the press after that... after all that show of pedalling, my mind refused to register anything else i guess... anywayz, let me begin at the beginning... this movie is about this hard working dad who dotes on his sons... he has a couple of them... the younger one being cheran... (who told him he could act????) anywayz... the dad owns a printing press... slogs day in n day out to send his sons to a good school, buy them clothes, books n things n in general keep them as content as he can... this i think is a summary of the first one or one n a half hours... ;) as i mentioned b4, theres a lot of pedalling going on... now, the first son does his diploma, gets his dad to pay for a job n as he proves to be a village-casanova (har de har har), his dad gets him married... n yup, the dad guy keeps borrowing money n stuff... permanently-under-the-tension-of-debts kinda thing... u get my point, dont u? so yeah, the elder son n his wife rnt too happy about living in the same house as their parents n so they move out.... ofcourse causing the old couple a gr8 amount of distress... the younger son, does his engineering (heaven help me)... comes across this girl in college with whom he (inevitably) falls in love... now abt the girl he falls in love with... she is seen explaining a math prob orally (excuse me while i snicker!), in english (heaven help her! u know wat happens to u if u speak in english in an engineering coll!!!! right! u get boycotted! or girl-cotted as the case maybe ;))... anywayz, all this just adds to the attraction the hero feels for her... to cut the long story short, the two become a couple... n during one umm... "study session", they get physical n yeah ofcourse the girl gets pregnant... now for some unfathomable reason, the girl n the guy run away to chennai... i mean, it wud have been so much simpler to get their parents' consent n tie the knot... but no,,, they run away n there he weds her by the simple process of tying a manja kayir... (if only it worked that way in real life)... anywayz, the hero is forced to take up menial jobs to make sure they get enuff to eat... i think there was a song somewhere at this juncture (cant really be sure) n the hardships they face seem worse when there's a sad song playing in the bg... (guess thats how it was intended to be... i mean, when the guy cant act, u make it seem like he can... ) the girl soon gives birth to a baby n the hero who is so financially down that he cant pay the hospital bills, calls up a friend back in the same village he hails from... he comes back from work n wonder of wonders (or prolly it was shock of shocks ;)) finds his dad squatted on the floor in his single room "house"... anywayz, the dad with his usual (and exceptionally annoying) generosity gives the son some money to help take care of the mom n new-born, n leaves... the couple then decide that they will be better off in their village n go back... the mother-in-law initially has some issues, with this particular decision of theirs, but then yeah, in true tamil cinema style, these issues are soon resolved, by a simple act of placing the wailing child in her grandmom's hands... the m-i-l then melts down n they soon settle down together and are one big happy family... wat happens after this is the movie's saving grace... by now anywayz, the audience is prolly half asleep n only just waiting for the whole crap to come to an end... anywayz... the hero soon lands a good job, makes a tidy bit of money, climbs up the social ladder..... u get the idea... anywayz, the oldies (ie. raj kiran n his wife) also live it up a lil bit n most of the happy scenes are all rushed through (nope sorry, not rushed through... "rush" is not a word to be used in the context of this movie ;)) in the same way as the tragic ones were... right! ofcourse with the help of a song... anywayz... the mom (saranya plays cheran's mom), kicks the bucket... the dad ofcourse retires back to the village to live again in the house which holds the precious memories of his wife... now the older son, isnt too well off ... comes crawling back to his dad n demands that the house be sold so he can get a share of it (to use for business or some such thing... dont really remember)... he then accuses the dad of being partial to his younger son... the old man is devastated... preoccupied with what his son accused him of, he slips while walking somewhere n slips into coma... regains consciousness only to ask his younger son if he too felt his dad hadnt done enough for him, n on being assured to the contrary, breathes his last... u think now that the ordeal is over, oops, sorry! u think the movie is finally over i mean; but no... theres more... the younger son promises to help his brother out... the movie finally ends with the audience gawking at the third generation poring over their grand-dads biography... n yup, they read it loud enough for us to hear and u finally see the credits after that... phew! AMEN! wat remains to be done is to wake up the sleeping members of ur party, (which u put together with gr8 enthusiam for a second show), curse the moment u decided to watch this movie, n walk out of the theatre more bored than a month of lectures can make u... parting shot: penance refers to the title n repentance refers to ur foremost reaction on seeing the movie :D