Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Revisiting the crafty side of things!

My friends and family will be ready to bet on the fact that by no stretch of imagination can I be called an 'artsy-craftsy' person.

I'm almost embarrassed to let my childhood friends know that I have started sewing! Most of them would kill themselves laughing! They've been testimony to many an insult hurled at me by my high school needlework teacher! She was a lovely lady otherwise, but she had extraordinary fits of hysteria whenever she saw my needlework projects. I could never quite predict her reactions - she always caught me by surprise ( shock, more like!) with a much higher degree of disapproval than I thought was reasonable!

I can still hear her words ringing in my ears. "WRetCHed THing", she used to say! I'm not sure if the comment was limited to the piece of work or to the trembling twelve year old who hopelessly held it! The number of times I had to unpick and redo! Traumatic!

Well, I'm starting by up-cycling unloved things around the house - so I don't feel awful if I mess things up!
Anyways, I can see light at the end of the tunnel - a terribly long tunnel and an awfully small light, I should admit!




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Saturday, August 24, 2013

A pointless point!

Life is really short, you know?

I just did the maths! If one lives to be eighty, that's not even 30,000 days!! Thats really  not fair! Come on!!

80 years * 365 days = 29,200 days.

And I still spend time pointlessly like this - doing unnecessary maths and winding myself up! Somethings will never change!



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Friday, August 23, 2013

Rick Stein's India


A good show on the whole, but was very very disappointed by his guide Sala Kannan in Madurai, who did a wrong translation of the Tamil sign stating the below in the Meenakshi Amman temple.

                               இரை தேடும் முன் இறை தேடு
 She translated it to "Seek food before you seek God/Truth" which sounds great on a food programme,  but guess what? IT IS NOT TRUE! It actually means the OPPOSITE!!!! "Seek the Truth before you seek food".

In fact, it goes completely against the spirit of the Tamil literature - A highly revered work in the   language called Thirukkural says "When there is nothing to feed your ears (implies knowledge), may your stomach be fed a little too."
     
As you'd expect, it did go well with several foodies and especially Rick - he repeated it at least thrice in the programme at different times and I didn't even watch the whole series! I don't blame him!

I was livid because this is not the first time. Very often people take cookery shows for granted. I for one, watch food programmes, because they provide little snippets into the culture of the place and lives of people. I'm sure I'm not alone! Wouldn't we rather not know something than know it wrong?

 Well, the next time you see a food programme and the person speaks like a native, dresses like a native, is probably a native and appears to kindly interpret a signboard in the native language - take it with a pinch of salt.. er...actually loads and loads of salt! It's about food, after all!
   

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

Enchanting Bluebells

I wonder why Wordsworth was never inspired by the bluebells! May be he was convinced that his words wouldn't do justice to the experience.

What better experience can there be that surpasses a glance of unexpected blue mist that covers the serene woodlands like a floating carpet gently waving in the breeze with sunlight dappling through the leaves of woods that have seen and heard the stories of centuries?

And, when one ventures into the magical fairyland, the chirping of the birds invite, pleasingly, pleading you to let go, relax and revel in the experience... Fairyland indeed!!

Monday, March 15, 2010

Science, what a joke!

Life is really funny, and what is more funny is the realization that it is so funny! And especially if it is late!

With due respect to all the scientists, mathematicians and technologists around - does science deserve the glory it currently enjoys?
After all, isn't science just a chronicle of observations that people have made over years? I dare say a good share of these observations have been proved wrong by another set of observations. That isn't a problem though, because you are still looked upon for having put forth your theory.

Perhaps the creative faculties are all that count! Perhaps its the creative acumen that really distinguishes people. I can't seem to see the creative aspect in science. After all can you create anything through science? Does that not contradict the classical definition of science?

Is this one of society's age old tricks? Glorifying scientists and technologists beyond what they really deserve to be.

What is the point?? Is there any point at all? Was there ever a point at all!! It certainly pays the bills, puts food on the table and ensures a roof above. I guess that is just as far as it can get!

Hmmm, I need a cup of tea in moments like these!!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

The White Tiger

Friends, Indians and countrymen ( and country women, just to be politically correct!)

I have understood the much sought after sure-shot recipe to winning Booker prizes and Oscars. (Courtesy : Aravind Adiga, the white tiger! ).

Firstly,try all means and exaggerations to "expose" the "shady" parts of "India" - I need to explain - like one fine morning you discover that your colleague in office is actually a gangster with underworld connections or better still, that your posh residential colony was invaded by beggars over night (Ssshhh, now thats definitely an exotic takeaway..that by itself can take you to the top of the hot list.. When in doubt, sprinkle in some beggars! )

Secondly, please please forget that there will be others who have lived and breathed in the same city that you are talking about. Please, now this is instrumental. You should follow some psychic techniques to convince your subconscious mind of this and then, my friend, unleash your dark creativity.

Tell the world that air in Bangalore, Mumbai and Delhi bears the stench of gangsters and beggars right to the core, oh yeah, "bloody" stench, by the way ( vocabulary is extremely important, you will see!)

And last but by no standards least - shovel in liberal heaps of "fuck" ,"arse", "crap", "shit", "bloody" and anything else that makes you want to throw up your dinner. And if you could manage the combinations like say "bloody crap" or "fucking shit", then my friend you've made us proud. You are nearly there! I can see the "bloody crap" you've written winning the "fucking" prize!!

A white tiger - he may well be, but definitely a dead rotten one by my standards!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Greeny Blues

I look across from where I stand - It's all the same!

Endless stretches of little cubicles, stern faces, knit brows, eyes fixed on screens and fingers typing off furiously. Invariably, everyone here has a coffee mug, coffee stains from long long ago. The printer in the corner of the room screeches away incessantly. This is a crazy world!

I feel totally out of place. I wasn't meant to be part of this. I just wasn't made this way! It depresses me to think that this is where the rest of my life will be, irrespective of what my heart desires! How I would love to be out in the open, in the woods, near the stream, by the lake, on the hills - uh.. just about anywhere but here!

I have no choice but to stare at what this geek stares into. "Indoor plants help increase the positive energy in your work place" - reads the screen.Ah, so I see!! Wonder if any one's bothered about what happens to my energy amidst these buzzy machines and fuzzy minds!

- A little unluckly bamboo plant who was picked up to sit indoors and ironically called "lucky bamboo".