Reverberations

Another year rolled by. If I look back, I have been a very lazy creature the past year. I try to learn something new every year and I have missed the past 2-3 years. I neither achieved my goals, nor enjoyed crazily to counter. So basically, I’ve let a year fly by when I was off guard. Luckily it didn’t create a dent or disaster. A week of vacation made me realize that and I hope to stay on guard forever.

During that fly-by, I happened to glance at a few interesting people and make some friends too. Some became an inspiration to me just during that glance. I will duly credit them when I succeed in my first step.

I have two things that I must do this year. I am starting out with a great determination, I hope to have this all through this year. I will be happy  even if I achieve 80% of these two. One, get in touch with most of my friends. We, well I have been following the same college stlye friendship of guys. We don’t talk much, meet much, call/text much, yet be there when needed, make every hangout, every email, every call as fun as possible. I think all of us have grown a little older and have to keep in touch to avoid the chores of our family lives swallow us. Next, I have keep my vigil on time and welcome everyday of this year. That will get me closer to my productivity bar.

Happy New Year everybody and my best wishes to succeed in all your goals this year.

After about hundred or so movies in a couple years, I was totally blown away by this movie. James Cameron has showed why he is one of the greatest director of all time. If you want to do justice to the movie, go watch it in IMAX-3D and please don’t complain about the story. This is one of those movies that assert loudly that a movie is not just a story. There are so many aspects from a variety of perspectives that make a great movie. You can apprieciate almost everything except for the story. Besides the normal storyline, this movie distances itself from all others and redefines excellency.

All I can say is, “Hats off Mr. Cameron. I’m blown away. Wish I could get my space in pandora”. I am not hinting anything about the story. Go, get donned in 3D glasses and let the movie gobble you up. You’ll never regret.

Not just in the world of movies, even in the technology space I esteem Mr. Cameron. If you find time, watch movies my Mr. Cameron and keep the timeline in your mind. This guy has been directing/producing movies that bring technological breakthroughs for the past 2 decades. This movie uses a fusion camera system that he co-developed.

Trust seems to be the most difficult thing on earth, but they say the world runs on trust. You never know whom to trust and when to trust. It takes a very long time to get someone’s trust, yet you don’t know that if that someone really trusts you….

Well no wonder world is too complex…

Recently, I realized…If you don’t know if a person trusts you…most likely they don’t. Just follow your instincts.

I have always had trouble connecting to google talk from my pidgin in a XP machine. Finally I got it working, so I thought of posting it here as a reference and help for others.

Yaani, that name takes me to my college days. His name hasn’t been in our conversations for several years and all of a sudden I get a mail from a friend of mine saying “Yanni is playing in town tomorrow. Are you interested?”. Of course I was interested but wasn’t sure if my wife would like. Somehow I thought she called his music as airplane music but a few emails back and forth and I discovered that she likes Yanni too…apparently Kenny G happened to be her airplane guy

It was a warm Saturday evening and we headed out for the concert. After some of my usual clumsiness, we were headed to our seats. The concert started 20 mins late, but it was a jaw dropping start. Never listened to Yaani live before…this was a meticulous mix of music, art and technology. Though I couldn’t understand most of the songs, I just enjoyed the music. His violinists were just unbelievable. I loved their solo stints during at various times during concert. Almost towards the end of the concert, someone from Peru in Yaani’s troop played harp. That was the first time I’ve seen someone play harp, but that brought back some memories of instruments I’ve seen in Poompuhar museum (near Tanjore).

Ancient Tamils represented stringed instruments as Yazh(யாழ்). There were may varieties of Yazh and I remembered seeing something similar to harp. So did some research on internet (this time on bing, not on google) and found that my recollection was indeed correct. Here is some information about Yazh in Tamil culture.

And, the concert ended with a nice piece of music named storm. Yes we were stormed by music for few hours in concert and for a few hours after that.

Everyone  needs some one to look up to, some one to lean on, some hand to hold on during the journey of life. For me, all the way since I was a kid, it has been my dad. I have looked up to him for several things in life. He has been there for me in every way possible. Every time I fall through cracks of life (I’ve fallen several times), his hand was right there where I needed, steady and strong to lift me up.

Thank you so much for all you’ve done Appa…Happy Fathers Day!!!

He says:

Another year rolled by me in a very short realizable time frame throwing out a lot of lessons. Few, I will keep and walk upon every day and a few, I will just store. After spending more than 25 years on mother earth, staying as the same happy go lucky person doesn’t seem to be prudent. So am trying to adapt myself. One gets better in life with these lessons that are narrated while traveling in axis of time.

Here’s one I realized this year. A new happy thing makes one extremely happy and that lasts for a few days. That happiness can overcome mountains of sorrow. At the same time, a new sad encounter hurts really bad and lasts several days too. Happy things can momentarily modify that train of thought, but this well programmed train will get back to its track in a few minutes. This is life for everybody and one has to cross this at some point in life. So no “God…Why just me?” any more. (more…)

Almost a year after losing this blog to some hacker, I have brought it back alive. Had a lot thoughts about changing the theme and making it look like a true web2.0 blog, but nostalgic thoughts over powered my wish to get to the cutting edge. Though I couldn’t rebuild everything as it was before, I have done my best to restore it. I have restored most of the posts, lost all the comments though. None of the posts that I wrote in Tamil now display properly, so still working on it.

Well…now that am married, will get some posts from my wife as well…

So, shortly…back alive

This post is something special because, to complete the dream evening my girl helped a lot. Here is how we did in part-2.

Me:
After an eventful evening, I rested my head on my pillows; my brain still didn’t stop working out the probability of mission marriage’s success. It felt as though my brain and mind went on a deadlock driving sleep out of earthly boundaries. Once in a while, I asked myself some unanswerable questions…”Why am I expecting an answer so quick, why am I so desperate?” I took my sweet time to make a decision just to pour out, so now was hers to make the choice. Unconsciously I dozed off, subconsciously still aggravating anxiety in myself.

My girl:
Although it was the end of another eventful day, it still wasn’t time for me to sleep. After hearing something that was totally unexpected and which shocked me to the core, I guess sleep evading me that night was rightly expected. Zillion thoughts went on my tiny head, never knew my brain could handle so much. Decisions decisions decisions…..how I hate it really bad and here I was - all alone lying on my bed trying to make one more, which also happens to be the most important one - coincidence eh?. Thoughts, after-thoughts, re-thoughts and what not went on for a long time. I could hear my senses screaming that it’s overworking itself but I am still trying to figure out things. Somewhere between the time when Sun God has signaled to show his mighty self and when my eyes were wanting to close a bit, I realized my mind was thinking clear. Guess its time for the curtains to be raised again (more…)

For over a year I have said that decision to marry is not quantifiable. There is no way on earth to know if you are truly in love or if the marriage will workout. I don’t have that much belief neither in the astrological predictions of future nor in the statistical projections of psychological traits. What if I end up with someone totally incompatible? What can I find about a person just by talking for a few days after an arranged marriage interview date? These drove me to the decision less road that glorifies enjoying life as single.

She wasn’t a pretty doll. Definitely not the kind of face that would tangle your vision in the middle of the road, making your eyes follow her trail and your mind pleading her to stop and turn around once again. But there, in front of one of the most beautiful beaches, amidst all the beach walkers, she looked serene and striking. A clear blemishless face, large expressive eyes, thin wide lips with a natural mild pout let my brain capture every pixel of the priceless face and persist it to eternity.

Sitting besides her, gazing at the sky searching for moving stars “Hey…look isn’t that star shining too bright; may be it is Mercury” I completed with a grin. “No way, can’t you see that moving fast” the reply came in a flash and I was smiling like an idiot. Never a quiet moment; either of us had something to talk. A few lip twisting smiles, a few wide mouthed laughs and the clock was ticking in an unprecedented speed. Many evenings, I’ve stood in the same place waiting for the sun god to hide under the endless mighty waters of the Pacific, but that day I wanted him to stay still just kissing the cold blue waters. (more…)