Anecdotal Evidence

Lavanya (never new you blogged) passed on a Kreative blogger award to me I would thank her being very perceptive but then I read the clauses and found I had got tagged. I duck tags and would on any given day have ducked "Seven things I love". But I decided not to flatter myself as if I was actually some bitter cynic. I didn't quite like the fact that it took some time for me to come up with this: 1) Idyll . A few weeks back, a friend of mine wakes me up from a Sunday-afternoon slumber. We head to the Loyola grounds just like that with the sun beating down on us heavily. Settle on the sidelines to watch a schoolmatch, applauding the occasional wicket and generally making wisecracks. We used to do that nearly ten years ago. A lot has changed since then but I can easily delve and enjoy the illusion that nothing has changed. No need to know or do. Just be. And denying that time moves. 2) Long walks in unfamiliar cities ...actually in familiar cities too. Just one turn to an ...

Don't despair even over the fact that you do not despair - Franz Kafka I have had my share of encounters with evangelists. Spooky uncomfortable ones, hilariously silly ones, engrossingly earnest ones. But there was one which got me thinking. It was in LA in the street where the Kodak theatre is. Christmas time shops decked, its all sale mood. There is Scientology church there and there were bunch of relatively young guys sitting with some tomes of Ron Hubbard spread on a table. They had a contraption that measured the pulse as we answered questions. As I was chronically jobless that evening I thought I'd give the guy a chance. He was asking a bunch of questions in the general direction of :"what are you missing in your life ?", what do you think you have it in you to reach out to but can't, how do you feel about living a life of non-greatness etc. While I understood the direction was to finally sell "the book would fill the hole in your life", I tried t...

Our Sumo stops at petrol bunk on the Tirunelvely-Papanasam road. The local driver mentions it as the location of the cellphone-comedy scene starring Vadivelu, from the movie Vel. I recall it : a pretty bland scene - to be polite- from an ordinary movie - to be politer. I was the youngest is the chock-full Sumo which contained, besides others, an octagenarian former civil servant, a retired professor of English literature and a literary critic. Every single one of them was able to recall the quoted scene without trouble ------------------- From the opening scene of Manhattan: Isaac Davis (voice-over): To him, it was a metaphor for the decay of contemporary culture

Specifically themed Western classical CDs I saw in Landmark ... Making out toMozart Shacking up with Chopin Apparently there is also a Bedroom bliss with Beethoven

"...lots of dialogues are in Maharashtrian" Overheard at Sathyam when watching Kaminey ...we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially.

I forsee an Ambedkar-style caged existence for Thiru VaLLuvar. Was googling up his opposite number, who is coming up in Natesan Park as a compromise measure. The man who took up the modest moniker Sarvajna , immediately caught my fancy with: " Dinner without butter milk is like a lady without shy".

Colleague- trying to sound prompt - on a call with a new phoren client, with a prospective long term relationship ahead: We will do the analysis today only