MOVIES!!!!!!!!!

"Power cannot be not given."

"Power has to be taken."



That does ring a bell right?

Just few days back I managed to watch one of the most eagerly awaited movie of the year, Sarkar Raj. This task was accomplished even though a friend of mine helped me or rather should I say guided me in the most enlightening path possible. What an enlightenment that was. The bugger managed to spill the beans on the entire plot of the film. Even before I had entered the theater I knew what was about to happen.

Ok I need my share of revenge so here goes.

Amitabh Bachchan is paired along with his son and his daughter-in-law. (Hey thats not a surprise I know). Anyways so this tall lanky dude winds up getting married to this short skinny babe(which again is no surprise). The dude is running his dad's business. Which is probably taking down the bad guys and blah blah blah(that too was known I guess). Okay so the most important part is that....................Hhhhhmmmmmnnnnnn okay not going to reveal anything here. I have already been promised that I might find myself hanging upside down by the railings of my balcony. Anyways the point is that the movie is overall an amazing watch.



I was just wondering, when RGV factories can churn out such classics like Sarkar, Sarkar Raj and not to mention the cool gangsta flicks like Company and Satya how do they manage to come up with ultra flob bombs like Aag,Gaayab and Naach. Anyways as far as I can see there has been a slight change in the movies that has been hitting the theatres lately. Indian Cinema has changed I guess. From movies like DDLJ and QSQT we have reached to movies like ChakDe and Lagaan. Its no longer a necessity for the protagonists to run around the same old freaking tree in the same old freaking locations performing the same old freaking antics. I guess its no longer necessary for the hero to vanquish the villians and emerge victorious. People are actually ready to see their favourite starts die on screen. Now thats quite a change in the film industries. I can as well say that Indian Cinema has come of age. Well not exactly Indian Cinema but Bollywood sure has changed by leaps and bounds with movies from different genres, from scifi-flicks to super hero dare-devilry.
I could not stop myself from giving these facts, which are the main reason why I had to add the previous statement.

• Hero chase villain on horse. Truck comes between hero and villian and is perpendicular to the road. Hero makes horse slide beneath the truck. Horse comes out un-scathed. Chase continues.( What a horse? Self-Healing with amazing sliding techniques. Maybe some of our cricketers can take a leaf out of the horses book and start sliding on the field.)
• Hero doused in petrol. Rowdy gang throws some 20 lighted match-sticks at him. He escapes ala Matrix-Neo style. He thrashes bad guys. He throws one lighted stick at them. They all on fire. Logic= During fight he transfers petrol from his clothes to the rowdies clothes. ( Now there is a fatal attraction you dont exactly equate with!!!.)
• This is one of the most mind blowing dialogues I have ever come across till date. "When a normal man touches current he gets a shock.....I am Narasimha. If current touches me current gets a shock!!!!!". Woaow!!! now thats what I call as an electrifying. The dude just nods his head after this and the power supply itself goes kaput!!!!!!!
• Hero is doctor operating on a patient. Power supply goes. No back-up or ups. No emergency lamp. Patient critical. The dude performs operation under lights generated from other doctors mobiles. ( Hey which hospital is this man?? Mobiles in the operation theatre, no back up, no emergency lights. Wonder how the hospital was running!!!!)
• This one is also pretty crazy. The big mustache dude is surrounded by rowdies. One tweak of the left part of his mustache the guys to his left go flying, one tweak of his right part of mustache and the guys on the right go flying. Its best to stop here. Guess the director also had the sense to put a full stop at this point. I was seriously wondering what all the dude was gonna tweak to get rid of his enemies.
• This was an opening scene of a movie. The young hero( for the past approx 40 years) kicks the usual thug. The guy flies and hits the transformer thats roughly 10-12 feet high. Now there is a kick boxer for you!!!!!!
• Hero being chased by villians( whats new???). Hero jumps into well. Villians throw machete into well. Hero avoids all. Villians now pour petrol into well. But hero very clever. Before petrol reaches him, he sets villian on fire. Logic=Hero takes machetes thrown by villians. Throws back to villians such that it scrapes the walls of the well. Friction causes sparks and sparks ignite petrol and villians are deep fried. Bravo hero what a presence of mind and what mind boggling applications of the laws of physics!!!!!

I am quite sure given a chance anybody will be able to come up with a hundred other instances like this. Maybe thats what they call being creative geniuses. Hats off to those guys for defying every other law of physics and being creative and coming up with ideas and stories completely out of the box. Bow to them all. Including to you for having had the patience to read out this piece of crap about crap movies!!!!

Its the dreaded time of the year
When people like me have nothing to cheer
The feeling which prevails is that of fear
But I still hold enjoyment dear.

June announces the arrival of exams
Its time to draw all kinds of study plans
Sticking to it though is a major scam
I bang my head to the wall wham bam slam.

This will actually be the final time
And the exam bells will no more chime
Merry-making will once again be the prime
And we can all relax with a glass of sweet lime.

Exams!!!!

The time keeps ticking
As I continue to keep flipping,
Page after page
Boredom was so prominently
Sketched on every inch of my face.

I was staring right into the text
It was as though they were alive
Mocking and laughing at my despair.

The exams dawn upon fast and near
There still seems to be no kind of fear
Distinction has been an age old dream
Which now looks like a task upstream!!

Brain is fried!!!!!!!

The codes were extremely simple, but atleast orthogonal. More importantly noise was neglected. Noise would add to the transmitted signal C, the results would not be as even with -6 and +6 but would maybe be close to 0, making it harder to decide if this is still a 0 or 1. Additionally, both spread bits were precisely superimposed and both signals were equally strong when they reach the receiver. Assume that B's strength is five times A's strength. Then, C'=A+5*B=(-1,+1,-1,-1,+1,+1)+(-5,-5,+5,-5,+5,-5)=(-6,-4,+4,-6,+6,-4)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What all one must go through to become an engineer!!!!!!

Rain!!

I was just going through a few blogs randomly and I found one where the author has very conveniently described a situation of cricket being played in England. He says that rain in England is similar to a tall man who had suddenly decided to stop over England in his world-wide walk and take a piss. Now thats a nice comparison. What do I say for our very own Bangalore?
Is this the public toilet or what??
Every day it rains without fail just like somebody deciding to take a leak over Bangalore as and when he feels like it, upsetting plans of a thousand other people.
What does this rain bring with it?
A complete chaos on the streets. {would have to say an additional of more chaos with the present traffic conditions}. Nowadays it is much faster to reach a destination by walk rather than taking a vehicle. What with the current road conditions I feel its easier to even manouever a boat on the pavement.
Its easy to sit here and crib about the rain but who knows how many daily breads are depending on the rains. I am just happy that with the rains comes in a very temperate climate that our city is so famous for.
The following is just a common scenario when it rains in Bangalore--
Guy in jayanagar 4th block--"AUTO!!!!!!"...( a few hundred autos whizz past him, failing to even acknowledge the existence of a poor soul getting drenched in the rain!!!!)
After about a gruelling 15 mins and lung crushing screaming finally an auto decides to take pity on the guy.
Guy--"saar banshankari bartira??" [ "boss will you come to banashankari??"]
Poor guy just gets a mere negative nod of the head. All his efforts of trying to stop an auto ends with just two or three irritating nods of the head and the vehicle is gone. After all this the guy manages to stop yet another auto.
Guy--"saar banshankari bartira??" [ "boss will you come to banashankari??"]
Auto-"double agatte" [the fare will be double]
Guy--"double aa?? adu sanjay aar ghantega??" [ double and that too in the evening at 6??]
WTF man??? The auto drivers have a field day when it rains. Not that they need any special occasion to make more money. But charging twice the fare just because it rains when all they have to do is sit under the auto's roof and manuever the stupid vehicle right in the middle of the road. Its a pretty known fact that auto drivers have to put in the minimum of efforts when they drive. That is because the others on the road automatically drive more carefully when they are near autos. I guess it would be an insult to call them auto drivers. They are actually the formula one prospects from India. { Watch out Karthikeyan and Karun Chandok...you got some serious competition out here!!!!!}
The other day my friend kept complaining that all his plans are getting screwed because of the rains. From what he said it looked as though the rains have a planned vendetta against him. Any time he decides to go out the rain decides to party and how?? {As a result of such erratic showers Bangloreans are so fortunate to witness instant waterfalls and fountains. Not many cities provide for such wonderful attractions I guess. The man-hole at the end of the road next to my apartment just springs to life when it rains. The drains over-flow and we are so very lucky to see tiny water-falls emerging here and there. }
It is just as though the guy from the world-wide walk above has decided to give my friend here a daily shower with his constant visit to the urinals!!!!!
Was pretty amused with the relationship of his going out and the clouds deciding to open up. So this is just a small dedication to him. "Holy crap!!!!! Its started raining again I got to run!!!!"

BLOGGING!!!!!!!

"The a**h*le has the audacity to name his pooch after me? Somebody else is taking a dig at what I do in my profession. There is comparison that HE is better than me........."

Its not too difficult to figure out who might be thinking on the above lines. Ever wondered where the roots of blogging come from. What was supposed to be a personal diary has now evolved into what is called as modern day blogging. From personal diaries to online diaries and to the latest fad blogs. Its a mad mad world out there and everybody has the liberty to express what he or she feels like. No wonder nowadays the celebrities' blogs are front page articles in the newspapers. Everybody is a diarist and a blogger. The all important and attention grabbing blogs are from the celebrities from the film industry. They make better reading articles than the usual run around the mill gossip that keeps popping up here and there.

Somebody's blog is the talk of the nation and somebody else's blog slanders a fellow stars name. There has never been a better way to express oneself and seriously there has never been a better source of entertainment than this. Its hilarious to see stars having a go at each other and then apologising for it. Leaves me in splits!!!!
Would love to see more blogs coming up from other prominent people. Something probably on the following lines--

• Somebody blogging about how his ideas have revolutionised the Indian Railways or how cows and cattle have a huge influence in his life.( Probably might require a bit of translation but its worth the trouble!!!!!!)
• Or maybe somebody venting his anger on his team's dismal performance or how his team being called the misfits in the most eye catching tourney just because they are on the other side of the 30's!!!!!!
• Or maybe somebody blogging about why he was not allowed to be with his team or people criticising him for his non-demure attitude in supporting his franchise!!!!
• Or maybe somebody blogging about how taking rural trips and mingling with the tribals will help him to garner support for the race to power!!!!!
• Or it could be some one's blog who keeps claiming to be acting in his last film but churns out mega hits every year, while romancing ladies 1/3rd his age on the silver screen!!!!
• Or it might be even a blog from somebody who keeps denying to team up with his tennis partner because of personal conflicts!!!!!
• Or maybe from a politician from the state claiming divine intervention in his political career and requesting votes just because he missed his son's oath taking ceremony the last time!!!!( talk about begging for power...ppl dont just give up when it comes to power and money do they??? )
• Or it could be a blog by someone who could reason out his opinion for controlling a waterfall that is not in his state or jurisdiction.
• And last but not the least it could be blogs about our very own bolly stars again where they could claim to be just friends and nothing else.

To be frank there will be a hundred other possible blogs that I would love to see. To an extent blogs are quite informative. May not be the typical encyclopedia but certain facts and figures can be extracted from a few. Bottom line--no blog is a waste!!!
Wondering how my blog is not useless??...Well it could be taken as an example for a "bad example"....It sure does qualifies for the slot!!!!!
Till then three cheers for blogs and the raging battle between celebs......Bring it on!!!!!
Note--This is inspired by an article that I read today in the paper by a regular columnist in Times of India!!!!!!

Plummeting face down!!!!!

Beeeeeeeep!!!!!!!
The sound of the beeper kept ringing at consistent intervals.
There was a school boyish kind of anticipation and excitement in me. I was standing in a queue which was moving quite fast compared to the other queue. Finally I reached the desk and my number was called out. I was made to sign at a particular place and the noted symbol of the indelible ink was smeared on my index finger. At last I had reached the EVM and there again was the echoing of the familiar beep, as I cast my vote. I had finally become a part of the government. The very same government which we blame and point a finger at, if they do not function properly. Whoever said that voting does not make a difference. Every vote counts. I am sure that even one single vote could well be the difference between a bad government and an able government. The experience was new. The feeling of finally having voted was yet to sink in, when there was another beep. This time it was not the EVM but my cell carrying the news which made me plummet from a euphoric feeling of having voted for the first time, into the depths of sadness.

It all started off with a rumour. The rumour was that one of our lecturers from the Maths Dept. had passed away. Her name was Nalini.C. The messages started pouring in and it was finally confirmed that not only our lecturer but also her husband and her daughter had passed away in an unfortunate road accident. She was one of my most favourite staff members in the college. I could very well say that I took an even more keen interest in Maths because of her. The fact that a couple of days back the lecturer who applauded us for our mad-ads show on college day is now no more with us, was hard to digest. Its a very unfortunate thing to happen to anybody. Life is so unfair at times. The car in which they were travelling rolled down the cliff. The thought of the people inside the car sends a chill down my spine. This was a situation where everybody in the car knew their fate and all they could do was wait for the end to come. Life is so very short and unpredictable. You never know what fate has in store for you. This post is entirely dedicated to my Lecturer. I pray to the Almighty that their souls rest in peace.

LINK OF THE NEWS REPORT:http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQkcvMjAwOC8wNS8xMCNBcjAwOTA2&Mode=HTML&Locale=english-skin-custom