tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57657454043858049202024-03-16T12:38:04.206+05:30Second thoughts..Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-37400190351281204602010-10-11T10:56:00.005+05:302010-10-11T11:15:10.018+05:30Ramblings from the heartShe doesn’t have to do it. There aren’t any such expectations from her. She is not under any obligation whatsoever. No social etiquettes entrusted on her, no moral compulsions developed with time spent in the society, no sympathetic gestures anticipated, and no acts of kindness awaited by me off her. But nevertheless, she still does it.<br /><br />She smiles when I call her. She laughs at my silly jokes. She loves the mocking noises I make, the silly tones I use, the ludicrous lyrics I come up with or the audacious tunes I fit those in. She loves them all. Her eyes light up and her smile extrude the warmth that cannot be gauged with anything, but a loving heart. At times, she even seems to exhibit a bit of shyness at her overt admittance to my foolhardy histrionics.<br /><br />But smile, she does. And it’s her heart that decides on this act, not her brain. No one taught her that, she is too young to comprehend the need to acknowledge an act from another human. <br /><br />But I do know the reason why she does it. It’s because she likes me. And I certainly hope that she will grow up loving me. With the same heartwarming and unconditional fondness.<br /><br /><em>Whenever in life, the horizons disappear,<br />Darkness looms, in hearts gripped with fear.<br />Despair not at this frightening sight,<br />The ordeal shall end with the first ray of light.<br /><br />God gives a sign that He wishes you well,<br />A beacon of hope in the world where you dwell.<br />Cherish the image that keeps your hopes adrift,<br />Behold the sight of His greatest gift!</em><br /><br /><br />The greatest gift of my life. My little baby. Daddy’s girl, Riya.<br /><br /><br />Post script: I wouldn't blame anyone if my rambling is incomprehensible to others. It's past midnight when i write this, and my mind is half asleep. But i had to write something about my sweetheart. I owe her that much at least. Good night, my li'l angel!<br /><br />..(Posted the following morning)Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-24550868302286376732009-01-23T12:03:00.003+05:302009-01-23T12:30:20.105+05:30Report card on the resolutions made last year..Ok, so it's been a year since i made <a href="http://bineshnair.blogspot.com/2008/01/nearing-end-of-first-month-of-new-year.html">some resolutions</a> to improve my mesmeric existence (or should the adjective be 'mundane'? Calling all dictionaries..). Here's the report card:<br /><br />1. <em>Thou shalt enroll in a driving school</em>: 10/10<br />Not only did i learn to drive four wheelers, but i am also a proud owner of a brand new Hyundai i10. A spanking navy blue one. Just realized what i have been missing all these years.<br />2. <em>Thou shalt go jogging every morning </em>: 00/10<br />The less said, the better.<br />3. <em>Thou shalt go home early from work</em> : 00/10 or 10/10<br />If change the definition of 'home', i would score a perfect 10 in this as well. I spend so much time in my 'office', that i can officially call it my 'home'. My former home can be deemed "The place where the rest of my family reside". I do get to check out their dwelling place once in a while.<br />4.<em>Thou shalt stop making New Year's resolutions </em>: 10/10<br />Bang on. No more resolutions. That is my resolution this year.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-38620715359345975972008-10-20T17:30:00.005+05:302008-10-24T19:30:49.152+05:30Back to Pune....feels good to be here, even if only for a day.<br />Had started out my career here as a college graduate. I remember my mom packing up my stuff and helping me move to a new city. Trying her best to hide her tears, and encourage her son who was nervous about moving away from his house for the first time in his life. I still remember the first day at Infosys, when i alighted from a bus alongwith dozens of other dreamy-eyed aspirants trying to make it big in the IT world.<br />Carrying just a college backpack, a notepad and a pen. And the dreams of making it big one day. Plus the fear of the unknown. The date was Oct 13th,2003.<br /><br />And by the quirk of fate, i have come back to the same city after nearly 3 yrs ( i left Infy on Dec 9th, 2005). The date is 20th Oct, 2008. And i am still carrying a notepad and a pen in my backpack. Additionally, i am also carrying a laptop in it. And instead of a bus, i am travelling in a company arranged Toyota Innova. And i just completed a project presentation for some of my juniors, who are as dreamy-eyed as me and my colleagues were, back in 2003.<br /><br />I guess i have progressed a bit. Just a li'l bit. In my career, in my life. Although i have thought about this at some point or the other, this is the first time i actually realized.. <br /><em>..the journey has well and truly begun.</em>Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-15869383545965445272008-09-24T18:25:00.005+05:302008-09-24T19:27:13.039+05:30Last man standing....or sitting, rather. Not me sir, I don't want to be that guy.<br /><br />There's one thing i have recently come to know about myself. I hate to be the last guy in a restaurant during it's closing time. There is something unnerving about the whole ambience, with the waiters rushing you for your orders, the cleaners staring at you impatiently. Heck, even the cooks peep from the kitchens, to check out the moron who is keeping them away from their sweet homes. There is an air of negativity around as you try to tuck into a hurriedly prepared meal, which as you might expect, is a disaster borne out of a compulsion to do one's duty. It's even tougher when your partner feels that she is not 'in a mood to eat' (which a glutton like me can never fathom) and she opts for a glass of juice or a bowl of fruits. Stuff that can be arranged quickly. And consumed even faster. <br /><br />So, as you bite into a rubbery, cold piece of roti dunked in a red, oily and tasteless gravy, you just wonder "What about the adage that the noblest deed is to feed a hungry man?". And then you notice the smiling face of owner or the guy at the cash counter.<br /><br />Well, at least someone's happy.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-57726859458549869992008-09-22T13:11:00.005+05:302008-09-22T18:00:22.388+05:30Keep rocking..Last Friday, i happened to watch (finally!) Bollywood's first movie based on the genre of rock music - <em>Rock On</em>. To be honest, I didn't have too many expectations, coz of late i have ended up being disappointed more often than not. Nor did the buzz that it generated influence me much, because if '<em>Singh is Kkkkkking</em>' can be a hit, then anything and everything will be lapped up by our inane movie going public. Having said that, this movie turned out to be a pleasant surprise for me. The refreshing storyline, decent performances, the music (USP of the film) all seemed to work. But most importantly, i could identify with the central theme or the premise, if i can call it that:<br /><br /><em>What is a man, but for his dreams? </em><br /><br />If you want to know what i am talking about, then catch the movie on big screen. I need not elaborate any further. The movie will speak for itself, and how well at that! Watch it.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-29829067288267998472008-09-16T16:40:00.002+05:302008-09-16T18:45:37.265+05:30Bangalore, Jaipur, Delhi....and next Mumbai, perhaps? Who really cares? Is it just me being cynical or have we become used to such barbaric attacks on innocent people? Life goes on, we have shown courage..blah, blah, blah. As i have already mentioned in one of my previous <a href="http://bineshnair.blogspot.com/2007/02/will-culprits-be-caught.html">posts</a>, try telling this to the near and dear ones of the victims.<br /><br />All thanks to a corrupt to the core and inefficient Congress in power at the Centre.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-21425206762955335952008-07-31T16:47:00.004+05:302008-12-11T13:38:14.757+05:30A big sunny field to be in.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjtEE3e_AW-fHEpVTfZ9vkQjkUDimc8VuV_hIG0HlyQK8OVD7e6jeGx7mQne-Skxq51DMTqLQP4MmeMcVZnByFByJfK91OLm-sGwBcHmGs3acs0Cw5_Nr-ElMNgFRKsd68JthReI2KcE/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjtEE3e_AW-fHEpVTfZ9vkQjkUDimc8VuV_hIG0HlyQK8OVD7e6jeGx7mQne-Skxq51DMTqLQP4MmeMcVZnByFByJfK91OLm-sGwBcHmGs3acs0Cw5_Nr-ElMNgFRKsd68JthReI2KcE/s400/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229139502906172946" /></a><br />In this strip, Hobbes reminds me of someone in my life. Someone very close to me. I wish i could be like that person, but i guess i am more like Calvin here. But as long as i have Hobbes on my side, do i care?Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-40355932471644565752008-07-30T15:26:00.005+05:302008-07-30T17:18:35.713+05:30Goodbye, Chandru Mama.I will miss you. The simplicity with which you led your life, the sharp acumen you showed in financial matters, the ever smiling face. Most importantly, the amazing sense of humour that you were blessed with. <br /><br />I still remember the time, maybe 20 yrs back, when you gave me a 5 rupees note and explained to me the importance of saving money. Your zest in wanting to repair electronic items like radios etc, that more often than not, ended in being messed up further ( just like your father i.e my <em>Muthashan</em>). Your explaination to me on how a TV works, which i used to remember when i was studying the subject during my engineering days. I want to go on and on, but words fail me today.<br /><br />I am glad that you could make it to our place for my wedding, and bless us. The one final re-union of the entire family under one roof.<br /><br />Your mother misses you, your siblings miss you, we all will miss you. A lot. The memories will remain forever with all of us, whilst you are re-united with our beloved <em>Muthashan</em> in heaven.<br /><br />God bless your soul.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-63548173607662600562008-07-21T16:01:00.006+05:302008-07-21T16:58:46.598+05:30The irony of today's economics.1. To be rich, you need to have money.<br />2. To be richer, you need to have more money.<br />3. To be the richest, you need to be a <a href="http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/Bookies_offer_Rs_50_cr_to_MPs_to_vote_for_UPA/rssarticleshow/3257470.cms">politician</a>.<br /><br />God help the rest of us. But appeasing God also costs money!Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-15491225118594610882008-07-09T12:54:00.022+05:302008-08-02T12:14:31.155+05:30The Godfather - Category: Movies, Books<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f4/Godfather-Novel-Cover.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f4/Godfather-Novel-Cover.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />"I am gonna make you an offer that you can't refuse" the Godfather would say. Mario Puzo made us an offer that nobody could refuse. The amazing story of the Corleones. <em>The Godfather</em>.<br /><br />I cannot decide which is better, the movie adaptations (Part 1 and 2) directed by Coppola or the book authored by Puzo.<br /><br />The novel by Mario Puzo is a masterpiece. It is a must read for anyone with a penchant for stories related to the Mafia or the Cosa Nostra, as they are referred to. For anyone curious about the book (if you haven't already read it i.e) , you will find the details <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Godfather_%28novel%29">here</a>. All i can say is that it is one of those books that you wouldn't want to put down once you start it. Which is big deal for me, as i have this habit of starting a book, dumping it midway and then taking it up again later when i feel like it. But not with this one, for sure. The novel has more details on the lives of characters like Luca Brasi, Johnny Fontane, Lucy Mancini as compared to the movie, which understandably focuses more on the main protagonists than the secondary characters. To sum it up, it is a must read. So either grab a copy from your nearest bookstore or i can lend you one.<br /><br />The movie, whose screenplay was written by Mario Puzo himself, is a cult classic mainly because of the crisp editing, smooth direction by Francis Ford Coppola and most importantly, fine performances by the lead as well as the supporting cast. Al Pacino brilliantly portrayed the role of Michael Corleone in the trilogy, and i find it surprising that he never won an Academy Award for his roles. Perhaps it could be because of the fact that he was overshadowed by Marlon Brando as Vito Corleone in Part 1 and by Robert De Niro portraying the younger Vito Corleone in Part 2. Or perhaps, we always found the large-hearted father more intriguing than the calculating son.<br /><br />Out of the two movies, i would dare say that the second one is marginally better than the first;mainly for two reasons. First, Coppola's depiction of the parallels in the father's early life and his son's ongoing battles is flawless. The transition is ultra smooth and you don't get a feeling that as a viewer, you are being forced to find parallels when the story keep swaying back and forth. Second, the rise and fall of characters such as Pentangeli, Hyman Roth and Fredo Corleone makes you marvel at the ingenuity of Puzo. Of course, the first one too had it's share of larger than life characters such as Sonny Corleone, Sollozzo and last but not the least, the dreaded Luca Brasi. But still, i prefer the second one.<br /><br />I have probably watched these movies so many times that i have most of the dialogues memorized. They have been hailed amongst the greatest movies ever made.So that qualifies them as must watch for all the movie connoisseurs who haven't seen these yet. Trust me.<br /><br /><em>Post Script</em>: This series, be it the movie or the book has been a personal favourite since many years now. I enjoy anything even remotely related to it, be it the music, the cult dialogues ("Luca Brasi lies with the fishes") and even the PC game by EA sports. The game can be rated 6/10 overall but the mere fact that it is based on the series, makes it one of my favourites. Also, the third part of the trilogy was a very average movie and it is not worthy of comparison to the first two. So let's just leave it at that.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-45253894255925717302008-07-08T12:14:00.004+05:302008-07-08T19:25:50.259+05:30My Choice -- List of things i like..My blogging has become very infrequent since the past few months. Lack of time has resulted in a paucity of thoughts, in turn resulting in a dearth of words.<br /><br />But whenever i come across something that captures my imagination, like a brilliant movie or a captivating book or a melodious song, i feel an urge to share it with others. And that's exactly what i plan to do. Jot down my thoughts in the open dairy called "Second thoughts".Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-11902331225705230972008-06-23T11:29:00.012+05:302008-12-11T13:38:15.142+05:30I dream of a fishie.A long time fascination has recently turned into a hobby. It's been over 4 months since i have installed my fresh-water aquarium. And i am totally loving the experience. It might be hard work, as well as a tad bit expensive at times. But at the end of a long day, if you can relax in your chair and be at peace watching these wonderful fishes play, then it's worth it. Every penny spent, every drop of sweat that goes into maintaining it.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNMOUDB5rdNVRguXiwtWD3B5t6s_n_qKmMHQo3AENPalWen6y8l5zOxlUW_EFKLAUfKutKL6Zm0lg0VdkhlJicCOsIin0HnByyfmuVzrKoOmagFkFc46jtYs5_G8u_JzZ80-iuJN-qWE/s1600-h/Bckup+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNMOUDB5rdNVRguXiwtWD3B5t6s_n_qKmMHQo3AENPalWen6y8l5zOxlUW_EFKLAUfKutKL6Zm0lg0VdkhlJicCOsIin0HnByyfmuVzrKoOmagFkFc46jtYs5_G8u_JzZ80-iuJN-qWE/s320/Bckup+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215010005004791234" /></a><br /> Male Yellow Mbuna(Kenyii) cichlids<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie9_V0IctYAS_mCrHzECKr3uH6B08tR8iJ3qF6_C7MnGgUI_ULaCg_DCxodcGMXQ08MeOrimv32xbwDdQOajMVIbNgtMx1LFzR5Ldj1tMqaXocmY1x-ha_pjacjIsMsL8-nT_4UNEvJJk/s1600-h/Bckup+052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie9_V0IctYAS_mCrHzECKr3uH6B08tR8iJ3qF6_C7MnGgUI_ULaCg_DCxodcGMXQ08MeOrimv32xbwDdQOajMVIbNgtMx1LFzR5Ldj1tMqaXocmY1x-ha_pjacjIsMsL8-nT_4UNEvJJk/s320/Bckup+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215010264283810962" /></a><br /> Male Blue Dolphin Moori<br /><br />Note: I am yet to master the art of taking photos of fishes in aquarium. These guys keep darting around so fast that it becomes next to impossible to shoot them without flash. And flashes mean the light bouncing off the tank's glass. These are some of the best close-ups i could capture.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-2934969934891482682008-02-20T16:41:00.006+05:302008-02-20T18:58:20.926+05:30Clash of the Titans.Tonight, two of my favourite football clubs clash in a mouth-watering Champions League encounter. Yes boys, its Arsenal vs AC Milan.<br />Unfortunately, it is a tad too early for them in the competition. These teams deserved to meet in the later stages.<br />So many individual battles to look forward to. Kaks vs Flamini/Gilberto, Fabergas vs Gattuso, Adebayor vs Nesta, Pato vs Toure and so on. <br />The only lowpoints are the list of missing (injured) players ( Dida, Van Persie, Rosicky etc) and the patchy form of both the teams.<br /><br />But it is gonna be one special encounter. Whom do i favour more? I wouldn't be able to answer that one.<br /><br />May the best team win!Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-63691899646828208672008-02-14T18:51:00.006+05:302008-12-11T13:38:15.298+05:30Better late, than never.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLmudDnD5XB-oruGj3OTW5D1RTUXcoAmT79k4zOt6-o5nxfII9pHObkFjtnzN3FS3uQqOnTNyxB3AIWPfZyjm5Sqa4a9CtHKu5_kijBZDwAYQ2cXJc3IVRhlUiUrRGGEcpEK929IacpM/s1600-h/4749bengal7634.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166826007767178898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLmudDnD5XB-oruGj3OTW5D1RTUXcoAmT79k4zOt6-o5nxfII9pHObkFjtnzN3FS3uQqOnTNyxB3AIWPfZyjm5Sqa4a9CtHKu5_kijBZDwAYQ2cXJc3IVRhlUiUrRGGEcpEK929IacpM/s320/4749bengal7634.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Let's save him, before it's <a href="http://www.ndtv.com/convergence/ndtv/story.aspx?id=NEWEN20080041096"><em>too late</em></a>.<br /><br />It would be too much to expect this from our corrupt ,unconcerned and inept ministries. I just hope that for the sake of this magnificient creature, the rest of world does exert pressure on our government to save the tiger from extinction.<br /><br />We owe it to our kids. And to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calvin_and_Hobbes"><em>Hobbes</em></a>.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-73449807363943541012008-01-30T19:29:00.000+05:302008-01-30T20:27:45.219+05:30Nearing the end of the first month of the new year.....and it's already curtains for few of the resolutions i took at the start of this year:<br /><br />1. <em>Thou shalt enroll in a driving school</em>:<br />It's just been a decade since i started driving two wheelers, so what's the hurry to drive cars? Right, no?<br />2. <em>Thou shalt go jogging every morning </em>:<br />It's freezing cold in the mornings over here in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mumbai</span>. Besides, i don't think i am too fat. Also, i got married,so which <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">PYT</span> would even look at me now? I rest my case.<br />3. <em>Thou shalt go home early from work</em> :<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kaam</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bahut</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hai</span> re <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">baba</span>. My company's stocks would dip if i stop working late. It's a question of my dedication.<br />And oh yes, speedy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Internet</span> access is easily available during the evenings.<br />4. <em>Thou shalt stop making New Year's resolutions</em> :<br />I wonder why? If only people were as persevering as me!Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-49941707552003092482008-01-11T19:14:00.000+05:302008-12-11T13:38:16.998+05:30Mauritian memoirsIf i were to pick one photograph that would remind me of our wonderful honeymoon in Mauritius, then it would have to be this one..<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154229962433885730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4uUg8cjirmOVUYzq-cwsMjClsKRBTIrxoe2uwS98rl314slWzcWPqDz4mUBvRq0lKSDRfYbxoy7shJVGJlUMypOokBC_fuu7F5lQHKmUjHl8NogZM6eJktAzc7ghQ4Bf5xyJpdx6Cr4/s320/IMG_2143.jpg" border="0" /> </p><p> </p>Now, neither will this snap feature as the most scenic one in our collection nor is it well shot. But it just reminds me of the time when we just let the sun fade into the ocean in front of us.<br /><br />Good music, great weather, and the best companion i could find.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-32365099963114789282008-01-07T13:45:00.000+05:302008-01-11T18:02:22.514+05:30Look for an idiot, and you find ten.Look for ten, and you become one.<br /><br />The following is a list of people(s) who have been bugging me no end since yesterday for a variety of reasons:<br /><br />1. Aussie cric team: Messers Ponting, Symonds , Clarke and rest. Champions, they are, but without the grace and eloquence. Pride is a must but not at a cost of arrogance. Hypocrites, all of them. Give me a Federer anytime.<br /><br />2. Indian cric team: Cannot last on the crease for mere 10 minutes! Bunch of overpaid and overrated individuals.<br /><br />3. Steve Bucknor: I will say no more.<br /><br />4. Common fool protesting on the street: A monk is killed and they try to bring a city to a standstill. I was stuck in a traffic jam for what seemed like an eternity, courtesy a bunch of morons who think that it is their right to disrupt others' lives for no reason at all. Schools are closed, people are afraid to venture alone. All this because someone from some minority community/caste/creed/class/nationality is killed. An opportunity for a bunch of no-gooders to strut their stuff on the street. Shoot them all, i say. Would give me an opportunity to come out on the street and applaud.<br /><br />5. Mumbai police: Watching the antics of such vermins from the sidelines, with a grin on their faces and tobacco in their mouths. Time for a show of solidarity with their brethrens. Duty be damned.<br /><br />6. Myself: I let the people listed above affect my mood, my day. Another New Year resolution down the drain.<br /><br /><em>Look for ten and you indeed become one</em>.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-27852852044247719322008-01-03T20:32:00.000+05:302008-12-11T13:38:17.023+05:30My expectations from the annual appraisal meet this month..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTO425Vu3zNs2sY0Ka4qTOkAIq6JdMBpRNAyfG2OUY94PrILftQFb7dFAVLqjvpyz85HrI2s57N8XWaIydnCZq8tcw0_rnHWqmblFej74glHaIMcK2SKOlfIQKfb9GjeBNGgLY8-PdCcQ/s1600-h/dilbert2006090116333.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151266495129187858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTO425Vu3zNs2sY0Ka4qTOkAIq6JdMBpRNAyfG2OUY94PrILftQFb7dFAVLqjvpyz85HrI2s57N8XWaIydnCZq8tcw0_rnHWqmblFej74glHaIMcK2SKOlfIQKfb9GjeBNGgLY8-PdCcQ/s320/dilbert2006090116333.jpg" border="0" /></a> Beam me up, Scotty!<br /><div></div>Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-18871400798689066982007-07-16T14:44:00.000+05:302007-07-16T14:50:31.957+05:30In a galaxy far, far away..Once upon a time, there was a budding blogger. He dreamt big. He thought he would become a ‘regular’. A regular at blogging. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hah</span>! What does he know of HIS ways? Life had different surprises in store for him.<br />The dream died. He was no regular, after all.<br />But hope lingers. Like a ray of sunlight after a dark thunderstorm.<br />The regular may have died, but the blogger survives.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-17735267349726950592007-03-26T13:18:00.000+05:302007-03-29T13:13:41.338+05:30Good riddance to bad rubbish.So the inevitable has happened. Our team of ‘super heroes’ has just been knocked out of the World Cup. They have been beaten by teams like Bangladesh and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sri</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Lanka</span> (yes, i don't rate them as highly as some of the other top teams). The whole nation is in mourning. How could a team of champions lose in this manner? One didn't hear a tiger's roar or a leopard's snarl. The only sounds we heard were that of a kitten purring in fright. We all love to live in a dreamland, don't we?<br /><br />Honestly, it has come of no surprise to me. This team was never a bunch of all conquering gladiators that they were made out to be. They are a bunch of ordinary players with rich natural talent but poor mental strength. They have always succumbed in the face of adversary. No point in comparing them to the Aussies, who save their best for the biggest occasions. Pressure is like a blacksmith's coal fire. The best come out shining and stronger, the rest turn into ashes.<br /><br />Predictably, the media has gone into an overdrive in blaming the players and coaching staff. Every former player/expert worth his salt has been called upon for airing his views on this debacle. The very same people, till a few weeks back, were hailing the Indian team and were favorably rating its chances to win the cup. Their changing colors would put a chameleon to shame. They conveniently forget that they were involved in similar debacles in their playing days. As I am prone to say often, the media is the biggest culprit behind all the hype. They pick a promising guy, place him on the altar all too quickly and then sacrifice him the moment he falters. Ordinary men's ordinary feats are extra ordinarily portrayed by the media. And the same media ravages these players when they fail to perform to the lofty expectations bestowed on them.<br /><br />And then, we have the all too familiar sight of demented men on the streets vandalizing public/private properties, burning effigies and shouting slogans. Such acts are a way of venting out the frustrations of personal failures in life, rather than the team's performances. How often would you see a fairly successful and content man coming out on the streets to protest on things as trivial as a fun sport? Moreover, we don't get to see these people protesting after a bomb blast or for rise in prices of basic commodities. Ironic as it may seem, such men talk of national pride being hurt by the team's performances and then showcase their savage and boorish acts in front of national and international television. A whole nation's honor resting on the shoulders of 11 contracted individuals? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Naah</span>. India is much, much more than a cricket team.<br /><br />The common fool on the street is a mere pawn. The real brains are behind the scenes; the ones in the television studios, raking in all the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">moolah</span>.<br />We will now hear the need to dump the older players in favour of younger ones. These younger players will then be pushed up the pedestal by all and sundry, and brought down to earth when its their turn to be sacrificed. It's a cyclic process. The faster we get used to it, the better.<br /><br />Another common grouse we hear is of the players shooting for ads and promoting products instead of honing their skills. If we don't like them doing it, then let's stop watching these ads. The ad-agencies will automatically stop using the players for their campaigns. As simple as that.Is it the player's fault when people and companies demand such adverts? The players can't be blamed for capitalizing on this hype. Who, in his right mind, would turn down an opportunity to earn good money? Not me, not you. Then why them?<br /><br />Cricket like any other game, is a team sport. If the individuals click as a team, then they win. Else the other team wins. It's not a matter of life or death or even national pride. The media won't change its ways, so its up to the common man to see reason. Our team was never good enough to win this World Cup. And in any case, its just another tournament. Its better to be a good test team winning all around the world, than being a one-cup wonder. Probably the worst thing to happen to Indian cricket was winning the 1983 World cup. Not because it has set a bad precedent for the public to expect the team to win every world cup despite form or talent. But more so, because we all are tired of seeing and hearing from that group of players, on how well they played, how great they were, blah blah. An event that occurred more than 20 years ago is still being celebrated at every given opportunity. That probably highlights our failures as a sporting nation. Who wants to see <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kapil</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Madan</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Lal</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Amarnath</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Shrikanth</span> etc go on and on about that win? Give us a break guys!Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-48199851131212052732007-03-20T16:00:00.000+05:302007-03-20T17:06:45.625+05:30Move over, all the Yokozunas....<a href="http://content-usa.cricinfo.com/bermuda/content/image/286235.html"><em>Dwayne <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Leverock</span></em></a> is here! Who would have imagined a player of such proportions would ever grace the World Cup? He makes <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ranatunga</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Romesh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Powar</span>, David Boon and company look like anorexics.<br /><br />But don't let his huge frame fool you. He is a handy left arm spinner and evidently an agile fielder, as his stunning catch against India proved. And oh yes, he is a <a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/cricket/big-dwayne-is-mothers-pride/2007/03/14/1173722526610.html"><em>mama's boy</em></a>.<br /><br />Cricket,at the moment, needs such characters. This edition of World Cup would probably be remembered in the future for the unfortunate events surrounding Bob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Woolmer's</span> untimely demise, protests/violence of the fanatic Indian and Pakistani supporters, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Flintoff's</span> drunken misdemeanors etc. Characters like Dwayne are needed to draw the attentions of people to where it should rightly belong. On the field. After all, it's just another game.<br /><br />The attention Dwayne is getting is another argument in favour of the inclusion of minnows in the World Cup. I love watching countries like Kenya, Bangladesh, Ireland beat the likes of Pakistan, India, Australia, NZ etc. There is a certain romance in seeing the underdogs beat the favourites. We all love David more than Goliath, don't we? The only difference here is that in Dwayne's case, we have a David who looks like Goliath. Triangle will no longer be the shape that i would associate with Bermuda again. No sir, never ever :-)Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-71047486818016638142007-03-13T18:08:00.000+05:302007-03-14T17:02:40.900+05:30When slapped on one cheek....bash the living daylights out of the aggressor, instead of offering the other side. Mahatma Gandhi may not approve of this approach, but i have always admired people who refuse to buckle under criticism or hostility. That is why i liked the way Ricky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ponting</span> , captain of the Australian cricket team, <a href="http://content-usa.cricinfo.com/ci/content/story/284838.html"><em>responded to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sunil</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Gavaskar's</span> remarks </em></a>on his team's behaviour.<br /><br />I personally think that the Australians do push the line when it comes to sledging and that, at times, they are an arrogant bunch of individuals. However, they back it up with performances on the field where they have been the undoubted champions for the best part of the decade. One of the reasons behind their success is the self belief and confidence that they have in themselves. Its a fine line that separates confidence from over-confidence; <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">assuredness</span> from arrogance.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Gavaskar</span> himself is no pushover and he did <a href="http://content-usa.cricinfo.com/ci/content/story/285037.html"><em>retort to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Ponting's</span> remarks</em></a> , albeit on the back foot and with lesser venom compared to his earlier comments. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ponting</span> has made his point.Critics will think twice before commenting on his team. Could the same be said of the Indian players like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Dravid</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Sachin</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kumble</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">et</span> all? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Ganguly</span> was the honorable exception. And maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Sreesanth</span> ( remember the mock dance directed at Andre <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Nel</span>?). Probably the epitome of Indian team's meekness was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Srinath</span>. He actually apologised to Ricky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Ponting</span> when he hit his head with a bouncing delivery. And <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Ponting's</span> response? He snarled like a dog and asked <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Srinath</span> to get back to his bowling crease. This incident would probably sum up the difference in the attitudes of these players. One of my fondest memory of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Sachin</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Tendulkar</span> was when he dished out a barrage of verbal volleys to 'Mr. Loudmouth' Glenn <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Mcgrath</span>. The baffled look on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">McGrath's</span> face was priceless.<br /><br />Even the Indian media needs to learn from the Aussies. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Sunil</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Gavaskar</span> was probably the only one to <a href="http://cricket.indiatimes.com/But_wholl_punish_Barry_asks_Sunny/articleshow/1207606.cms"><em>condemn Barry Richards</em></a>, when he ridiculed Indians in his column. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Gavaskar</span> rightly asked the Indian media to censure Barry and stop endorsing his 'paid-for' views on television or print. And what did our media do? They invited him to India to lecture us on his views on our team, players and suchlike ( <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">NDTV</span> being the prime culprit). No words of condemnation, no boycotting the man who stereotyped an entire nation. All we get to see is Mr. Richards walking all the way to the bank, smirking at our timidity. The irony of the matter is, this behaviour is exactly what Barry Richards deemed as 'Indian <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">fragilities</span>'. And we probably vindicated him. Sigh!<br /><br />Note: To all <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadism_and_masochism"><em>S&M</em></a> fans out there,<br />With reference to the title of this post, I was talking about the cheeks on our face, and not any other part of the human anatomy. Get those dirty thoughts off your mind, you pervs! :)Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-41256323650662569082007-03-13T16:20:00.000+05:302007-03-14T16:19:59.515+05:30Beginning of the end?It hasn't even been a week since i have become involved in my new project work ( actually we are just in the initiation phase), and my blogging is slowly but surely reducing.<br /><br />The worst part is that i am still not completely involved in this project yet, so heaven knows how much i will be posting in a month's time from now!<br /><br />But i will keep blogging, despite the lack of time and the brickbats i receive from my friends/occasional readers. I may lack the knowledge, the vocab or even the basic skills of writing. However, there are a couple of things i do not lack. Inspiration. And a desire to voice my opinions.<br /><br />So to answer my own question. Is this the beginning of the end? The answer is a resounding NO.Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-67847645123977465322007-03-08T12:51:00.000+05:302007-03-09T12:33:42.509+05:30For those from Venus,Like the old joke goes, chauvinists would say " Woman without her man, is nothing".<br />The rest of us say "Woman: Without her, man is nothing"<br />Keep rocking ladies!<br /><br />Yours truly,<br />A Martian.<br /><br />Happy women's day! To all the wonderful women in my life or otherwise ( no exceptions).Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765745404385804920.post-62985942362773890722007-03-06T11:32:00.000+05:302007-03-06T18:02:22.066+05:30Sweet child of mine.Do not let the title mislead you.As much as i would love to rant about <a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guns_n_roses/sweet_child_o_mine.html"><em>the song by Guns N' Roses</em></a>, it being one of my favourites, this post is not about that song.<br /><br />It's based on some of <a href="http://mid-day.com/news/city/2007/march/152994.htm"><em>statements</em></a> being made by the parents of the students accused of indulging in drugs at the rave party held in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Pune</span>.<br /><br />Agreed, it's hard for the parents to see their offspring languishing behind the bars.After all, our own children can never be bad, it's their 'company' which is bad.Conveniently ignoring the fact that their offspring is a part of the 'bad company'. And the other child's parents would be doling out the same excuse.<br /><br />Some of the statements being made by such parents is laughable. Usage of narcotics is a punishable offense and since their 'darlings' broke the law, they will be punished for it. As simple as that. To say "they were just doing drugs, other big society people do it too" ; "they are not criminals, one day in prison is enough to punish them" etc, is to miss the moot point. If you break the law and get caught, you are bound to face the music. If you can't stomach it, you shouldn't get involved in the first place. I am sure all the participants of such parties are well aware of the consequences if they get caught.<br /><br />Yes, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">richies</span> would hire the best lawyers and get out within days. And the poor might have to stay there for longer time. But the law has to run its course. It might be crippled with corruption, inconsistencies and endless delays. However, at the end of the day, if it wasn't for the much lamented law and order system in our country, these very parents would be mourning near the deathbeds of their spoilt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">li'l</span> ones.<br /><br />On an final note, i remember reading this excuse in one of the newspapers; "My son can't be a drug addict, after all he is good in his studies". Talk about stereotypes!Bineshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16246442870636779960noreply@blogger.com3