LonesoME has M E,
SeclUded has U,
But a relationship is missing U S.
It’s surprising how
SinglE Man has M E,
Unattached has U,
But romance is bereft of U S.
It’s surprising how
UnMarriEd has U and M E,
But a marriage is devoid of U S.
Love to me is more like a word game.
If only I could play it right,
U would be in my soUl,
I would be in your lIfe,
And W E would be in WondErland.
~ Somu
P.S. Related post : Number Game

The kiss that you blow,
The peck that you plant,
The smile with which you charm,
And thoroughly enchant,
Your angelic language,
And the bewitching talk,
Your adorable crawl,
And the cherubic walk,
The hugs that you hug,
The excitement in your claps,
The softness of your butt,
And the way you wet my lap,
The gentlest of caress, that
Your tender fingers give,
The trouble-free, unpolluted life,
That you always seem to live,
The innocence that gleams,
In the corner of your eyes,
The questions you ask,
That take me by surprise,
The sweetest things you say,
The cutest things you do,
Are just few reasons why,
I completely adore you.
Personifying truth,
you inspired the disloyal.
Practicing simplicity,
you governed the affluent.
Advocating Satyagraha,
you suffered for a cause.
Exemplifying self-reliance,
you uplifted the dependents.
Demonstrating selflessness,
you preached the self-centered.
Carrying a vision,
you bound the masses.
Instilling a purpose,
you led your countrymen.
Implanting unity,
you ousted the Britishers.
Epitomizing peace,
you liberated the nation.
Being a Mahatma,
you still live in all of us.
Happy Birthday (A little advanced though)
A blast from the past - Written on 1/Oct/2004
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| Barfi - The oscar choice |
It is like standing in the street and screaming thank you, hoping it reaches everyone that made a wish. In the pre-Facebook era, it was a common bcc mail that thanks everyone in one shot.
When you get a call, you thank them on the phone. When you are wished in person, you thank them on the face. Then why can you not write personal thank you comments when the wish is on your Facebook wall ? When the wish is personal, I cannot figure out why you are so lazy and lethargic to respond with an impersonal broadcast.
It is indeed true that the human mind is like a monkey, leaping from one thing to the other. However, am unable to draw a similar analogy to the situation that I am in now, where my long-standing passion and obsession for blogging / writing is beginning to wane, while an activity of a completely different nature is taking over.
a road trip,
to Hyderabad,
for a Cricket match.
Premji Amaran for lotsa comedy.
One nagging wife who has much against her husband's immature friends.
And one of them is getting married after the road trip.
4 guys,
a road trip,
to Las Vegas,for a Bachelor's party.
The bearded guy for some rib tickling fun.
One nagging girlfriend who has much against her boyfriend's immature friends.
And one of them, quite naturally, is getting married after the bachelor's party.
Except for the kidnap and rescue in "Saroja", and that hilarious night in "Hangover", everything else seems to have an uncanny resemblence.
Was one inspired by the other ???
My guess : The next Venkat Prabhu venture GOA was originally supposed to be produced by Warner Brothers... who backed out of the project in April '09. So am assuming they probably had a preview of Venkat Prabhu's earlier movies (Chennai 28 and Saroja). And incidentally HANGOVER is produced by Warner Brothers. Now it's up to you to put things in perspective. And if this resemblance indeed is true, then am assuming Venkat or the producer of SAROJA can sue Warner bros for Copyright violation (unless the screenplay was sold to WB for an undisclosed amount) ;)
P.S. Saroja was released in Aug '08. Hangover in June '09.
525,600 minutes of heartwarming bonding.
8,766 hours of blooming romance.
365 days of indivisible togetherness.
52 weeks of undying passion.
26 fortnights of divine bliss.
12 months of sheer fun.
1 year of everlasting memories.
And a lifetime of true love.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY !

Thursday night preview show. Not because I wanted to figure out the big deal about this movie, but because am a hardcore Rajini fan. Local theatre. No fan. No AC. And people smoking their way to glory. Nothing mattered. Because it's a Rajini movie. Very religiously got hold of bunch of flowers to shower upon my hero. Well, that's me - a diehard fan. I write this as a Rajini fan and not as any critic. This is no analysis of the movie, but just a jotting of the volley of emotions that I was going through as the movie progressed from beginning till end.
A powerful introduction, a foot tapping intro number that builds to a crescendo before the superstar enters, comedy splattered all across the movie, his trademark style every now and then and punch dialogues – My only expectations out of the movie. Only this time it was accompanied by the belief that they would be met by the dream team ofShankar.
I have nothing to talk about the introduction scene. I had to stand up to watch what was going on, and had to strain my ears to listen to what he had to say. And I miserably failed. People dancing and screaming made it virtually impossible. But what followed, andremained for the rest of the movie was a total surprise for me – Silence. Not sure if it was because Rajini had the audiences attention or he failed to make a notable first impression. To me it seemed more like the latter.
While the songs have been very stylishly packaged, and I have pretty much only WOW comments on them, Ballelakka needs a special mention. Shankar, the most celebrated director seemed to have lacked the finesse to write a screenplay that had a situation leading to an intro song with the superstar dancing in real life. It has been 5 days sincethe movie, and I still cannot think of another intro song of superstar that was a dream sequence. The song seemed out of place and unwarranted This is when my disappointment began to creep in.
While the Vivek and Rajini duo did manage to make me laugh my wits out, I remember telling my brother how irritating and childish some of the sequences were. I am ok with my hero romancing a 20 year old, but then some amount of maturity in the role could have made the romance and the intended comedy click “throughout”. Solomon papaiya seemed to have been brought in just for Raja to take revenge for all the pattimandra insults. Otherwise, he only contributed to more decibel levels. The Rajini – Shreya family sequences (pazhagura scenes)were irritating, immature, and could have been avoided barring few exceptions.
INTERVAL.
And I was sitting there wondering what went wrong. Did Shankar forget the basics ? Did Sujata not understand the masses ?
Just when I was about to give up on Sivaji, came the Rajini challenge to change the scenario. Post interval had a different story to tell. Excitement mounted with every single scene starting from the Tea shop drama. And by the time motta boss made an entry, he had managed to resurrect all the faded spirits. Yeah. He did manage to change thescenario. Second half had me on the edge of my seat on most occasions. Adhiradi ( would have been an apt intro for Rajini), the hero – villain verbal clashes, Vivek comical interruptions, larger than life heroism of superstar, Rajini gimmicks (Chewing gum, coin flip, kewl, pera ketaale adhiruthula, the tap on the motta thala) the fight sequences, and the motta boss were just enough to keep the second half ticking.
On the whole it was more like a roller coaster ride. At one point it made me feel like puking, at many points it made me scream and I enjoyed most part of it. End of the ride, no one remembers how they felt at each point. But they know for a fact if they enjoyed the ride or not. I loved it just for the one-man phenomenon. I can screw everything else just for the matchless marvel. I can pardon all the shortcomings of the movie for the incomparable Superstar.
To sum it up, Rajini singlehandedly carries the movie on his shoulders with support from very well picturized songs and some good comedy. WATCH IT JUST FOR HIM. Am watching it again this Thursday, Friday, and Saturday JUST FOR HIM.
It keeps your life vibrant.
Gift yourself happiness.
It gives your life youthfulness.
Gift yourself hope.
It gives your life a purpose.
Gift yourself strength.
It gives your life a reason to fight back.
Gift yourself dreams.
It gives your life a whole new perspective.
Gift yourself love,
It makes your life worth living.
And gift me the promise,
that you would cherish
your own gifts for a lifetime.
It would give my life a meaning.
Sometimes death threatens, we are gone.
Sometimes winners, victories we taste.
Sometimes losers, setbacks we face.
Sometimes friends, for life and beyond.
Sometimes it pales, and we move on.
Sometimes happy, and smiles galore.
Sometimes tearful, and depression soars.
Sometimes loved, by ones close to heart.
Sometimes betrayed, with soul torn apart.
Sometimes well-off, riches we enjoy.
Sometimes in misery, our wealth’s destroyed.
Sometimes we realize, sometimes we don’t,
that nothing is permanent, nothing at all.
So cherish the moment. Treasure the present.
Value your today. And live your life.
Not just sometimes. ALL THE TIME.
It all started exactly a year back. She was red hot and it was love at first sight for me. As love always has it, I had my initial hiccups with her. She was not easy to get along with and I had to improve my skills at dealing with her with every passing day.
Today, we are inseparable. We go together wherever we go. A long drive in the ECR – Just she and me. A quick visit to the Besi beach – Just me and she. She is one heck of a company. Has never brooded over my choice of songs I played during our umpteen drives together.
Here's wishing you and me a Happy Anniversary.
Thanks to your smile.
I cheer up.
When I fail,
Thanks to your directions.
I challenge myself.
When I err,
Thanks to your guidance.
I learn from my mistake.
When I dread,
Thanks to your presence.
I face my fears.
When I fancy,
Thanks to your love.
I live my dreams.
And my day has not been kind,
Trust me, am telling you,
Just your smile would do.
When my life is only dry,
My work just makes me sigh,
Don’t wonder what to do,
Just your smile would do.
When I fall losing hope,
When I find it hard to cope,
Am not lying, it’s true,
Just your smile would do.
When I live with no drive,
And I feel dead, though alive,
Don’t try anything new,
Just your smile would do.



















