Monday, March 28, 2011
Saturday, November 6, 2010
The Phenomenon of The Alwarpet Son-In-Law
The young men from the Alwarpet region of Chennai seem to be in singular demand.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows this.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is aware of the fact that he lives in Alwarpet and that this imparts to him a special halo.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is suave.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows his way around Alwarpet. And the marriage market.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows he will be served cold kheer wherever he goes.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is coveted.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is envied by his non-Alwarpet brethren.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows all this because he is, after all, from Alwarpet.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows this.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is aware of the fact that he lives in Alwarpet and that this imparts to him a special halo.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is suave.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows his way around Alwarpet. And the marriage market.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows he will be served cold kheer wherever he goes.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is coveted.
The Alwarpet son-in-law is envied by his non-Alwarpet brethren.
The Alwarpet son-in-law knows all this because he is, after all, from Alwarpet.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Terinjadu Ulagu Alavu
Teriyadadu Kai Alavu
That which is known is equivalent to the size of hand
That which is not known is equivalent to the size of the world.
Teriyadadu Kai Alavu
That which is known is equivalent to the size of hand
That which is not known is equivalent to the size of the world.
Friday, April 16, 2010
P.S: I love you
The time that you spend at school perhaps has the most impact subconsciously and therefore is much more powerful than the conscious impact that college has on you.
It is no surprise then that my time at P.S Senior had a pretty strong influence on me and my persona on levels deeper than I realized back then.
Everything from the fact that if you were in P.S you were geekier and had to work harder than the kids in other schools, to the sports-what was it-Ruby, Emerald, Topaz and Sapphire houses- to the constant horror of early morning traffic jam in one of the most loved places in Chennai-Mylapore.
From Unnamalai's "ippidilaam vlada pdaadu!" to Latha mam.
From being fond of L.S to Sivku's using obese people in class to explain mass and momentum, to taking the long route to avoid U.V to Shankaraman's math which sounded alarmingly close to history and suspecting than he did indeed hide a history text under his math one. And Andy's Chemistry.
To first crushes and adolescent love in between memorizing Hari shabdam and to Chennai mangoes and summers that would stretch endlessly optimistically before school began again.
To extempore and secretly ogling at certain 12th std boys and realizing that the nimrods in the backbench in your class that you played lock and key with in primary school were potential brainiacs and to simply refusing to believe that this would all come to an end soon.
Some of my most favorite boys* in the world are from this school and it is perhaps for that reason also that this school holds a special meaning for me.
And realizing that most of you would end up going to America one day.
America- where innocent love doesnt come by easy and mangoes are few and far between.
P.S, I love you.
P.S-If anyone has spent time at IISc, please let me know.
*boy, rather. referring to MR.RA of course.
It is no surprise then that my time at P.S Senior had a pretty strong influence on me and my persona on levels deeper than I realized back then.
Everything from the fact that if you were in P.S you were geekier and had to work harder than the kids in other schools, to the sports-what was it-Ruby, Emerald, Topaz and Sapphire houses- to the constant horror of early morning traffic jam in one of the most loved places in Chennai-Mylapore.
From Unnamalai's "ippidilaam vlada pdaadu!" to Latha mam.
From being fond of L.S to Sivku's using obese people in class to explain mass and momentum, to taking the long route to avoid U.V to Shankaraman's math which sounded alarmingly close to history and suspecting than he did indeed hide a history text under his math one. And Andy's Chemistry.
To first crushes and adolescent love in between memorizing Hari shabdam and to Chennai mangoes and summers that would stretch endlessly optimistically before school began again.
To extempore and secretly ogling at certain 12th std boys and realizing that the nimrods in the backbench in your class that you played lock and key with in primary school were potential brainiacs and to simply refusing to believe that this would all come to an end soon.
Some of my most favorite boys* in the world are from this school and it is perhaps for that reason also that this school holds a special meaning for me.
And realizing that most of you would end up going to America one day.
America- where innocent love doesnt come by easy and mangoes are few and far between.
P.S, I love you.
P.S-If anyone has spent time at IISc, please let me know.
*boy, rather. referring to MR.RA of course.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Blogging As Usual
I allowed myself three rant-type posts. Now thats over, I will get back to my usual posting.
Ive also been rather busy these few weeks, evinced by lack of updates on this space. Blogging will soon resume. Till then, chappiffy on this:
Ive also been rather busy these few weeks, evinced by lack of updates on this space. Blogging will soon resume. Till then, chappiffy on this:
also, anyone who knows anything about CGI(computer) stuff let me know. cheers.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Exterminate
Chennai is home to a disproportionately large number of what can only be called as "unhealthy" rank-holding students. This population of students, who are clearly different from the "healthy" rank-holders, conform to the academic system and have a veri for coming first due to family (and thus self) demands of "first rank."
Not only do they slog for for this, but also try to pull down others who they know are competition. These people seem to know that they are so unimpressive personality-wise and otherwise, that the only way they can stand out is by being "first-ranker."
We have two choices: put up with and sympathize with these prize morons or destroy them.
Where is the Extermination Squad already.
P.S: Reminiscing about people I have observed in various schools and educational institutions in Chennai and other parts of India.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Y to the Z
So here's whats happening:
- Saw Chocolate Krishna. Good stuff. Crazy hasnt lost it. yet.
- Finally got back in touch with my paatu guru. Had a nice long discussion about music and yoga(!). Was great to see her again.
- Saw a semma hot my-type guy at Citi center couple of weeks back and have been fixated on him since. Looks like one of those in-U.S-on-visit-back-home types. Overheard him talking. Is a graphics designer it seems and likes Kafka. whoa! talk abt 'for a change'. Might go back just to try and see if i can see him again. :D
- Dreamed a bit about Darvaz (the Russian thing-doorway to hell and all).
- Deflected romantic attentions of Chennai Public Transport employees. I can now write a book on this topic.
- Friends are down from the States. And got back in touch with some solid, old ones in Madras. Awesome hang out+discussions happening.
- Saw Amelie thanks to a certain someone's comment abt its music.
- Realized that its music is good. Also listened to DiMeola and saw Malgudi Days. Brought back old memories when life was less complex. And when internet did not exist. yet.
