Monday, December 24, 2007

Man of the Moment

Too much has been said about the man already. Wouldn't want to add another long list of love-hate analogies, just an opinion that India, today, given the current scheme of things, needs a man like him. More than India, BJP. National level, well, hmmm, possible, but it'll take time. But hey, we're celebrating, and did I hear the pseudo-secularists crying?
Modi Rocks! Jeet Gaya Gujarat! Chak De Gujarat, he he.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Enna Koduma saar

Was just reading the news today about Dr. Haneef winning the court battle to practise in Australia. Beats me why this fellow is so particular in returning to a place he was kicked out of. Where's self-respect in today's world? Well, I do know the essence of money, probably, Australia is financially a better place, but still, after such a bitter experience, I'm surprised this guy is interested in going back. Well, it wouldn't be a bad idea if he got the Visa and refused to go.

Thursday, December 20, 2007


Well, vanakkam, suswaagatham, etcetera.
It's taken me quite a while for me to start my blog, but dont want to use the cliche here. The jobless writer that I am, I was actually pretty confident I'd end up wasting most of my time entering stuff into my blog, now that the hols have begun, I thought it'd be a good time to start off with one.
So, here I am again folks.
Chao and will keep updating, well at least for another month :)

Saturday, March 10, 2007

And yet, it moves on

With not even a complete year having passed since my arrival here, at Chicago, I got to experience my first bit of nostalgia a few days back. The occasion – my room-mate, Amit’s leaving our apartment and moving to the suburbs since he had got a co-op. Well, skeptics might be tempted to term it over-reaction or unnecessary emotion, but there is a certain bonding you develop with your room-mates over a period of time, however alike or unlike you might be. In fact, the more unlike, the more you get to know each other, and try to suit yourself with his or her way of life. Possibly, this is what happens when Darwin studies Biology’s fellow science. Some sort of chemistry evolves over a period of time, between room-mates, and kindles the occasional nostalgic emotion in you, which is what prompted me to write this piece, a welcome respite after having gone through a phase which every writer dreads – Writer’s Block. Basically, I was under this misconception that emotions run low here, and professionalism takes over every aspect of life once one arrives in the US of A. Well, I was both wrong and right, though in parts. Notwithstanding the fact that the degree of professionalism exhibited here is impressive, and pervades all aspects of life, emotions do exist, albeit not to the minimal extent that I made out. Whether it is the land or the atmosphere or just a weird rearrangement of the chromosomes, one should definitely accept the fact that one’s EQ (Emotional Quotient) undergoes a transformation here (for the better or the worse, it is up to the individual!). It is a bit similar to the feel that Ayn Rand gives, of the land of America, though not to the same extent. The notion of all of man’s visions and dreams taking shape in reality does indeed confront you here, but there is a rather uncomfortable tinge of materialism to it, add to this, some professionalism, and the humaneness in us seems to take a back seat. Of course, I might be wrong, but this is what I made out here. Which is why the feeling of nostalgia and missing when my room-mate left seemed a bit strange to me. But still, we’re humans, aren’t we?