Thursday, February 22, 2007

Form is temporary class is permanent

learnt this in web designing,yes am NOT talking about the quote. Nevertheless this is a loose comparison to writing direct html versus writing Cascaded style sheets(CSS). The former resembles 'form' (after all html forms are html!!)
and the latter 'class' (litrally stylesheets have classes in them)

Writing CSS is far better compared to writing just html all over the place. CSS is stylish and logical way of grouping while just html is just html....

learnt this today...

my fear of web designing is reducing gradually LOL!!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

On being 'Castaway'

a friend popped a question 'you have become 'castaway' for a while. The word 'Castaway' was ringing in my mind, images from the movie 'Castaway' flashed across the silver screens of my mind and then I spent good 2 hours last night watching that movie for the nth time probably.

Every scene in that movie is worth its weight in gold. I'm sure there are better movies than that which I have not watched ,but I dont intend to compare. I shall take this movie for what it is...

This movie has its particular moments and scenes that I love,it draws upon you realities of life,metaphorically woven with an implicit philosophical explanation for those who wish to see..After all you get what you want to see, so what am trying to say here is,'if you think Castaway is just another Oscar movie', go away, right now from this blog!!

Man in his moments of desperation does things that are so totally unexplainable, like, how Hanks befriends the football(?) 'Wilson',for instance. It was heart-wrenching to see him wail in the end when Wison supposedly got engulfed in the ocean.. Relationships,emotions are so circumstantial and many a time have got nothing to do with people!!!

And then the scene about trying to fall to death from a tree high above the cliff is the most beautiful I thought. Suicide is tricky,it cheats on you :) and you thank God for it..nothing in life is more despicable than trying to end it.It is better to go on dumbly, living like waste,with no aspirations,no dreams,nothing whatsoever, than trying to end it,it is a crime...

'Castaway' is about how life puts you in places you never in your wildest dreams could have imagined to be,about how you rebel,loathe,shout,cry,laugh at your situation,about how you learn to cope with what you have,soemtimes how you want to end it all;try and fail at it too, then go on living 'just like that', until you finally muster enough courage to risk it all and dare the oceans,surrendering all you have,be picked up eventually only to discover that things have moved on, changed and you are left far behind...
thats when the 'Hankses' amongst us will surface...

this is what they meant when someone said 'some movies stay forever'...

Note : Suggestions on good movies are welcome...

Monday, February 19, 2007

the red bird, alone at the top :)



picture courtesy : Someone who shot the aero-show

simple thodi exquisite manodharama

I was fortunate to listen my guru's 3 hour recital yesterday. Her concerts are like classes, you always learn, everyone has something to learn, no matter what your musical stature is. Yesterday's hero was 'raga thodi at the hands of Neela mami' !! I have not heard such a thodi alapanam ever.

For the musically elite,this is what she did. Most of the sancharas were bereft of 'Panchama', now that adds to a elevating mood when listening. To qualify her concert is not something I want to do, nor I can do, but those 3 hours felt like being in a world where the only language is 'Carnatic music'.

To add to the spice, we had Charaulatha Ramanujam on violin and she is a young master...brilliant brilliant,brilliant.... (she was not so happy with her thodi accompaniment as was evident from her smiling 'not good enough' expression while looking at maami ) Belonging to a music fraternity,listening to concerts with ur 'guru bhais and behans',knowing the performers personally is invaluable.

Apart from thodi,there was a rare ragam called 'Sucharitra' she sang with such elaboration, I wonder how maami can think of such things to sing :) Where does she get them ? Why doesnt my brain work like hers ?? Oh am frustrated at this moment !!!!

The RTP was a mastermind, Khanda nadai,Khanda jaati Jhampa talam in simhendramadhayamam. The ragamalika had valaji,dwijavanthi and mami's fave sindhubhairavi. There was a bold bratty bat romaing over the hall causing rasikas to wince,grimace and get goospimply ( I was the star of that show :) ) but to think that none of that mattered to those on stage and that their superb concentration was intact is amazing.

This wont be complete without mention of mridangam Arjun Kumar. To play for the song is everyone's wish and he excelled there. Mridangists are so misleading, you see them smiling, laughing, shaking their heads or simply sitting and watching the singer, but when they get to task, it is impossible to fathom what goes on inside to produce that kind of music in rhythm. Arjun Kumar is simply this and more. He is his guru's shishya no doubt. 'Mridangam is the king of rhythm and the queen of melody' is a popular saying and he gave us a royal outing :)

The best part of all this is the job of driving around my guru 'Neela Maami'. She enjoys sitting in my car, she loves my driving and she loves the KVNs I play while I drive. At the end of it all, she always says 'May God bless you child with many more things' and thats it... I feel my life is worth it all !!!

At the feet of my Guru,
Rekha..

Saturday, February 17, 2007

TMTs for a bottle of cognac :)

just today struck a deal to obtain some TMT concerts in exchange for a super duper bottle of cognac from abroad, the next time I go ( brand will be specified :) ) what luck!! Cognac vs Vintage Carnatic music wine!!! am i not lucky ??

I regret having born in this generation, I needed to be there about a couple of generations earlier!!
well.. thanks to science, we underprivileged children of Carnatic music are damn lucky!!

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Click here before reading...

Love is not about roses,coffee shops,movies,jewellery,perfumes,cliched college romances,bikes'n gals and babes'n hunks!!

Love is defying age and working in a rose garden to suppliment a poor labourer dad, love is to be old enough at 10 to earn for a living, love is to work to earn enough to pay for a school. For these children, cries of hunger blinds all their desires and they learn to love their dishevelled lives and carry on endlessly..only for the love of living, of life...

For all those who have found their love this year, stop buying those roses, will you ? Learn to love unconditionally every day of the year to the one in your life.no matter what..
For those who have not found anyone to love,love your life a lot lot lot...
For those who got a chance to be loved and refused, remember there is someone in this world whose love is yours forever... if this cant bring a smile to your face, nothing else can!!

Take a moment to think about the little angels who strive to make our life a little rosy!!
Thats the least we can do to love this world we are in...

Monday, February 12, 2007

Love was in the air..

Finally got the chance to watch aero-show this year, not once but twice. I have always nourished that desire. Every year, I fail to fulfil it but this time around I found a group of like-minded individuals who nourish similar desires. It is important in life to find right company I thought...

Cut down to the show itself, words are not enough to express the exact feelings of watching live, a few of the bravest men on earth today !! I'm stuck on bravery,patriotism,thrills and adventure, thats the way to live life...

Only when we fly past dangers in the sky, we realize how important life on ground is!!

Having said that, flying in itself should be the "passion" for these pilots. The sky, is their home,their work place ,and their gates to freedom. I read somewhere that the moment you put passion before anything else, everything becomes possible. I saw it with my own eyes today. Only "love for their work" can drive these guys to somersault,spiral,twist and turn themselves and their birds, braving all sorts of dangers in the skies above.

I also realize that 'love for work' is the only form of love that gets reciprocated to every bit. Because, 'Work is Worship' and God is sure to listen!!

Lessons learnt :
1. Love your job, if you dont, find a job that you love. :) ( In other words, heed to your calling)

2. Fear is what separates one from getting what one loves.. ( Like swimming for me !! )

3. Some events,like people,find a place in your heart forever.

4. My daily prayer to God.. 'Make me brave, give me the courage to live, to experience,to fail,to fall , to rise, to fly and soar the skies'...

P.S :- The whole world is talking of love,thanks to St Valentine, so shouldnt I too ? After all, I have found a new love in flying :) It is like one of those unrequited ones, nevertheless the feeling shall remain eternally in my heart and thats what is important, isnt it ?