In India, it is really tough to explain the whole birds-and-the-bees deal to kids. I don't think I know any parent who's done that without humming and hawing. Heck, there are even parents who don't. MOST parents I know fall in this category and just sort of expect their kids to know from various sources (school? their friends?) when the time comes.
Well, check this out. It is one of the most interactive, fun ways I've seen yet to explain love, sex and tell them that the world is going to be one hell of a confusing place in the years to come!
Friday, March 14, 2008
How to explain THAT to your kids :)
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Labels: News
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Get them some air!
If you don't know what this is, then you're not an Apple fan, obviously.
Anyway, this person missed his flight because the airport security officials didn't know what it was, either!!!
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Labels: News
Monday, March 10, 2008
Guess who prefers Obama
No, no VVIP or anything. This ad run by the Hillary Clinton campaign must be familiar to most people by now, where she suggests that she'd be the best person to answer the phone in the White House when you are sleeping at 3 a.m.
Turns out that the little girl in that ad is now actually 17 (Getty Images had rights to the footage and it was used by the Clinton campaign), her name is Casey Knowles and yeah - she is an avid Obama supporter!!!
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Labels: News
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Are you too busy recording, or living?
"We talked about a number of other things—I can’t remember what—and he took a few pictures with his phone, which I thought was lame. I mean, if you’re too busy recording the experience, are you actually having it in the first place?"
- Hari Kunzru, 'Raj, Bohemian'
That's a thought I always have when I see friends of mine take pictures and pictures and pictures at the rate of one every minute almost, when they go out partying. I take pictures too, but not so many, because - and this is why I put in the quote here - if you’re too busy recording the experience, are you actually having it in the first place, as Kunzru says in his great short story that touches on consumerism and the urban socialite's 'hectic' life.
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Is home where the heart is?!
Got this from my cousin in an email....with the message 'This bike was parked here in 1985. The owner is still in Saudi Arabia'.
And then at the bottom, 'at least visit your native place once a year'!!!!
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Labels: Jokes
Monday, March 03, 2008
....
Sometimes it is just too tiring to be good.
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Labels: Thoughts
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Sunday entertainment!
To brighten up your Sunday, I hereby present....George W. Bush. LOL!!!!!!!
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Labels: Miscellaneous, Music
Friday, February 29, 2008
Clash of the weak-'uns
I love films, Indian and international. Sure, I’ve been seeing a lot of foreign films lately but that’s only because I think the stories some of these tell are fascinating. Film transcends language, if you ask me. Who can watch The Lives of Others, Il Postino or Cinema Paradiso and NOT be amazed by them?
a) not even be interested in films as a hobby, forget as a job
b) be VERY susceptible to corruption and consequently, a rich production house’s dream: you pay, you get nominated – which is tragic for those independent production houses that make honest, good films but don’t have a strong enough financial backing
c) not even really care about this whole issue
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Sour grapes
Indian expats in the Gelf (spelling mistake intended) are complaining that the latest GoI budget is unfair to NRI's.
I don't know if I'm missing something so help me out here - if they feel so bad about it, shouldn't they quietly go back to India and become RI's instead of sulking?
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Labels: News
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Hope
Despair. Hopeless, merciless despair.
Thrashing about the idle mind, as
waves wash the shore.
Murakami spouting Schumann through Kafka
Dahl: Liszt
Kiss, kiss.
Despair. Unwavering, murderous despair.
The sun glints through the windows
On a crisp winter's day.
If you listen closely, you can hear
Hope.
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Labels: Poetry
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Total Time Pass
This.
Finally, proof that Aamir Khan is more popular than Shah Rukh, Facebook is more popular than Orkut, Yahoo is more popular than Hotmail, Bill Clinton is more popular than Hillary Clinton, and various other funny comparisons.
A superb way to get back at that awful snob in college whom you never really liked. You'll probably wind up being more popular than him/her. Just type in your respective names and see.
I did :-D
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Labels: Miscellaneous
Saturday, February 23, 2008
And my vote goes to...
Oscar fever is in the air, and for a change I'm not going to take shots at who is going to win the most talked-about Best Actor, Actress, Film or Director awards. I took the time to listen to all the nominees for Best Song and am safely placing my bets on 'Falling Slowly' from the OST of 'Once'. The other three nominated songs are ALL from 'Enchanted', which I found rather strange. I mean, were there so few original songs this year that 3 nominated songs wound up being from the same film? I don't even think that all three are truly worth being nominated, especially not 'A Happy Working Song'. Some of the interludes in 'So Close' and 'That's How You Know' are not bad, and the tunes are reasonably catchy, but Best Song? Not for me, anyway. So without further ado, listen to 'Falling Slowly', performed by Glen Hansard, vocalist and guitarist of Irish band The Frames, and Marketa Irglova, a Czech songwriter and musician who first met Hansard when he visited her hometown in the Czech Republic. Apart from being lead actor and actress in 'Once', the 38-year-old Hansard and 20-year-old Irglova also briefly dated.
The lyrics of the song are equally beautiful.
**Update: I forgot to mention 'Raise it up' from the OST of 'August Rush' which was also nominated, but guess what - my song won!
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Labels: Music
Friday, February 22, 2008
Alizee
During a conversation with D, I suddenly remembered a really nice French singer whose work she introduced me to a few months ago. I'm linking to the song here so I remember it in the future in case I want to listen to it again (I probably will), though D informs me that engineering students in India (or maybe just Kerala - I don't know!), are very familiar with her work. Pretty young thing, and a lovely voice to boot. Small wonder that these kids know of her, I suppose!
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Labels: Music
Thursday, February 21, 2008
What would we do without 'em tags?
So, since I am stuck with one foot on a stool, the one thing I do have plenty of at the moment is time. I just realised yesterday that I have been tagged by the increasingly popular Smugbug, so I'm going to give this a shot. Smugster, thanks for the opportunity. Haven't read my own archives - well, ever!!!
The rules of the tag are: Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given (family, friend, yourself, your love, anything you like). Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.
Here goes....
1. Family: I searched and searched and realized that I just about have the bare minimum number of posts required to be able to tag anything in this category, i.,e, one. This post from three years ago where I wish my sister a happy birthday is the best bet. I also realised as I read it that my sentiments are exactly the same now. The girl is off on a trip with her friends at the moment. We really need to do one of those together.
2. Friend: I suck at this. The fact that I hardly have any posts on my family and my friends must indicate that I am a pretty closed personality, no? Tcheh! And all this time I thought I was not!!! Anyway, this post about a friend's wedding two years ago is suitable, speaking of which I realised that said friend now has a baby! How time flies.
3. Yourself: Most blogs are about their owners, I suppose. I am no different. Just that the realisation that I am an egoistic blogger is not very comforting! Anyway, this post from two years ago that has 25 points about me or my thoughts that I wrote on my birthday, is the best contender in this category, and since I let my birthday go unnoticed this year on my blog, I'm going to take this opportunity to add to that list with two more points, so that the total is right for this year.
-------26. Marriage is both wonderfully difficult and wondrously delightful.
-------27. They say that by age 30, people should get their act together. I am nowhere close!
4. Your love: Hmmmmmm. I obviously haven't written much about THE love of my life, as some of you should have deduced by now, given my earlier declaration of being a closed personality-type. But this post about my love for rainy days, and then the bit in the end, make this a good piece to call up here.
5. Anything you like: This song. Still.
People to tag. Let. Me. See. I don't know how many of you will respond, but give it a try, OK, folks - please? It may even be fun! Penny Lane, The Restless Quill, Kaleidoglide, Graphic Designer Nerd, Emmanuel.
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Labels: Tag
There she goes...
The other day, (a couple of days ago), I went ice-skating. In five minutes, I was down with a fractured ankle. An ambulance took me to the nearest hospital, x-rays were taken and a splint put on my foot. The net result of all this is that I will probably be out of any noteworthy action for about 6 weeks, but I am sincerely hoping it will be less. I think I’m being a reasonably good patient, apart from momentary lapses into self-pity which are completely unwarranted, because come on, there are millions of people with much bigger problems in life, after all! So I grin and bear it with good grace. The most difficult part so far was sitting on my ‘fanny’ (as the nurse at the hospital called it) and somehow hauling myself upstairs to my 5th-floor apartment, one butt and one stair at a time.(No, there is no elevator). Oh, I can be the ‘butt’ of so many jokes now, yeah yeah!
2. Mental self-help, (or learning to better manage my time using my head and not a sheet of paper, though I suppose I could use both now that I have the time) - how Stephen. R. Covey-like does THAT sound!
3. Learning the IHOP menu. Except in my case, it's 'I hop', i.e, the one-legged dance, you know?
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Labels: Personal
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A slice of Europe in South America
As the plane touched down in
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Labels: Travel
Friday, February 08, 2008
The Tornado
Gigi giggled uncontrollably at Mummy’s funny faces. She was a happy little child. Her curls evoked memories of those perfectly proportioned, porcelain-skinned dolls with cascading blonde hair. Except that Gigi’s curls were black as the night. Anna fed her precious little daughter, burped her and put her to bed.
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Labels: Fiction
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Flies by night
Appu idly watched the flies knocking against each other in the midday sun. They seemed so stupid, he thought to himself. All they were fighting over was a watery ring on the rickety steel table, a remnant of the unappetizing tea he’d just had at the roadside tea vendor’s. He smiled sardonically. Bloody single-winged insects. Ants were much better. Hardworking little things. What did that encyclopaedia call them? Eusocial. He went home to his dark lair, devoid of any sunshine (he preferred it that way) and gave his little friends a warm welcome. Later, as he ate his dinner, rice with a greenish paste, he read out aloud: ‘Charles Thomas Bingham notes that in parts of
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Sunday, February 03, 2008
Akshara Foundation and me
A few years ago, I worked with a very talented group of people on this video for the Akshara Foundation, a nonprofit in Bangalore. Since I am in consolidating mode, I thought I'd pop it in my blog as well and preserve it for posterity, so to speak.
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Labels: my work
Monday, January 28, 2008
‘The auto slowed down on an isolated stretch. My heartbeat quickened’
It was January 2005, a cold winter’s night.
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Labels: my work