I saw a hindi movie after a long time yesterday and I haven't written a blog for a while now. And so I decided to write a review of Bachna Ae Haseeno, which after a long wait, I finally got to see yesterday.
Ok, so to keep it short and sweet, here's what I think about the movie:
a) Deepika Padukone is H A W T!
b) Bipasha Basu is stroke inducingly H A W T!
c) Minissha Lamba is "OMFG! The thermometer just burnt to ashes!!" H A W T!
d) Ranbir Kapoor is GHEY. Period. Seriously, he looks like what would come out of mating a recently exhumed corpse (male) and a really aneamic hedgehog (female)...a squint one at that! No, really, nothing you say is going to change it!! And that "side-kick" of his, Sachin...looks like some kind of a rabied dingo, whose hair caught fire while he was trying to shit between the bushes (a bushfire perhaps?)...
e) All 3...Deepika, Bipasha and Minissha Lamba are very HOT! No, ok, wait...I already stated that explicitly for each of them.
So yea, that about sums it up! Atleast that's the reason most guys would/should go watch the movie. But not to disappoint those who thought this would be an ACTUAL review...i'll just briefly sum up the ups and downs of the movie.
The reason my interest in this movie peaked was primarily because of the 2 songs; Aahista Aahista and Khuda Jaane...apart from getting to see Deepika, Bipasha and Minissha that is! For some reason, I find Lucky Ali and Shreya Ghoshal's duet to be simply amazing. Now for the movie itself...it's OKAY. While the story in itself isn't good per se, the mere fact that it's something different is reason enough for me to watch it. What I didn't like was the "oh-so-obvious" adversiting for Microsoft throughout the movie. While I can understand Microsoft's Marketing and PR department's plan of using the ultimate medium, bollywood movies, to advertise their products/brand-name to Indians, when I heard/saw Deepika trying "oh-so-hard" to discuss about the XBOX 360...I couldn't help but suck my toes and put either feet in my ears. Oh and trying to get that lil sardar kid to advertise Halo 3...god! Please! MAKE IT STOP! Oh, and I feel the director could have portrayed the "jerk" Raj character (His Gayness Shri Ranbir Kapoor the 16th) in a slightly less crude way. I didn't feel bad seeing what he did to Bipasha and Minissha and the way he did it; I felt like buying a dog and strapping a piece of steak to his underwear...and then maybe run him over with one of these.
*BTW, I think that dog and car are the ONLY things on what we call earth, that're uglier than His Gayness Shri Ranbir Kapoor the 16th!*
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
I am TamBram
About a year in the US (...a month and a half short of "one" year) has brought me at a perplexing juncture in my life where I am often left combing through thought processes in my head in search of an answer to one, cumbersome question; Who am I?
For those of you who read the last 3 words above and have come to the forgiveably obvious conclusion that I'm in some kind of a depression or perhaps clawing through a bad "phase" in my life, I'm sorry to inform you that it's not so. I'm hale and hearty, and things are chugging along in a non-depression inducing, though monotonous, manner. I have my summer classes, internship, friend circle of precariously varying size and my daily routine to keep me from falling prey to antidepressants. And now that I've made it abundantly clear that this blog is NOT the product of a mildly deranged mind, let me start from where I left off; Who am I?
For those of you who know little or don't know anything about me, here's a quick primer to my life: A 22 year old Tamil Brahmin Iyer from a very well educated middle class family (to which I am deeply attached) from Bombay that has weathered everything from glorious highs to tumultuous lows as not atypical of most (although not all) families, reasonably well educated myself ( currently pursuing my Masters of Science), happy about the way things are shaping up right now ( decent grades, an assistantship, an interesting and involving internship, an affectionate girl friend, few...but close friends) and in general, nothing to complain about as such (touch wood?). I am looking forward to working in an organization that matches my area of interest and at some point in the not-so-distant future, work towards my PhD. But beyond all of this though, I still am unable to come up with an answer as to Who am I?
It is when I live life on a daily basis, do I realize that my choice of words and/or actions guiding the decisions that I take/make are closely dictated by the values that my parents and my culture have imbibed in me over the last 21 years. What my mom used to tell me when I used to ask her for another chocolate (after she'd already given me one...or two) is what I tell myself now when I'm not sure if I'm pushing something, "Never over-do anything. Have/Use everything to a limit...only then will you value it". Likewise, whenever I used to stay up till late and my dad used to scold me telling that I would sleep at school the next day, is what I tell myself if I decide to watch a movie till late night, when I to wake up at 6.45AM the next day for work.
It is these very values that are acting as a compass for my life, steering me in the right direction. The sudden burst of freedom I got to experience the first few months in the US was the defining moment; I had taken up drinking (...about 2 cans a month...stop laughing!) and I in general decided to "live life to the fullest". But after the initial phase, I started questioning myself as to WHY I had to drink? Did it make sense to lose control over oneself under the facade of "enjoying life"...let alone PAY for it? Did it make sense to "party with friends" every single week (let alone multiple times a week!) when my aim to come to the US after spending a lot of my parents money was to /study/? I couldn't justify my actions anymore because every single time I ended up doing something I wasn't sure of, values rooted in me since my childhood surfaced. It is this process of self questioning/doubt that made me realize that I was veering wildly off course. It didn't make sense to do something just because everyone else was.
It is at this point that I realized that all of what I was made to do as a tambram kid, as much as I used to loathe it back then, is what is coming back to shape my life now. Getting up early everyday to do the Sandhyavandanam, sitting for hours in the same place doing the same thing during Avani Avittam, the simple but to-the-point nature of most of our rituals/ceremonies... have all contributed in their own ways to shape my outlook towards life.
I always used to wonder back home in Bombay what was going through people's heads when they used to say "Jai Maharashtra". To be be honest, I still don't have a clue (:p)...but yea, Who am I? I'm a TamBram...in and out.
*An interesting article for those who have the time and interest in perusing a typical tam-bram's nature in greater depth.*
For those of you who read the last 3 words above and have come to the forgiveably obvious conclusion that I'm in some kind of a depression or perhaps clawing through a bad "phase" in my life, I'm sorry to inform you that it's not so. I'm hale and hearty, and things are chugging along in a non-depression inducing, though monotonous, manner. I have my summer classes, internship, friend circle of precariously varying size and my daily routine to keep me from falling prey to antidepressants. And now that I've made it abundantly clear that this blog is NOT the product of a mildly deranged mind, let me start from where I left off; Who am I?
For those of you who know little or don't know anything about me, here's a quick primer to my life: A 22 year old Tamil Brahmin Iyer from a very well educated middle class family (to which I am deeply attached) from Bombay that has weathered everything from glorious highs to tumultuous lows as not atypical of most (although not all) families, reasonably well educated myself ( currently pursuing my Masters of Science), happy about the way things are shaping up right now ( decent grades, an assistantship, an interesting and involving internship, an affectionate girl friend, few...but close friends) and in general, nothing to complain about as such (touch wood?). I am looking forward to working in an organization that matches my area of interest and at some point in the not-so-distant future, work towards my PhD. But beyond all of this though, I still am unable to come up with an answer as to Who am I?
It is when I live life on a daily basis, do I realize that my choice of words and/or actions guiding the decisions that I take/make are closely dictated by the values that my parents and my culture have imbibed in me over the last 21 years. What my mom used to tell me when I used to ask her for another chocolate (after she'd already given me one...or two) is what I tell myself now when I'm not sure if I'm pushing something, "Never over-do anything. Have/Use everything to a limit...only then will you value it". Likewise, whenever I used to stay up till late and my dad used to scold me telling that I would sleep at school the next day, is what I tell myself if I decide to watch a movie till late night, when I to wake up at 6.45AM the next day for work.
It is these very values that are acting as a compass for my life, steering me in the right direction. The sudden burst of freedom I got to experience the first few months in the US was the defining moment; I had taken up drinking (...about 2 cans a month...stop laughing!) and I in general decided to "live life to the fullest". But after the initial phase, I started questioning myself as to WHY I had to drink? Did it make sense to lose control over oneself under the facade of "enjoying life"...let alone PAY for it? Did it make sense to "party with friends" every single week (let alone multiple times a week!) when my aim to come to the US after spending a lot of my parents money was to /study/? I couldn't justify my actions anymore because every single time I ended up doing something I wasn't sure of, values rooted in me since my childhood surfaced. It is this process of self questioning/doubt that made me realize that I was veering wildly off course. It didn't make sense to do something just because everyone else was.
It is at this point that I realized that all of what I was made to do as a tambram kid, as much as I used to loathe it back then, is what is coming back to shape my life now. Getting up early everyday to do the Sandhyavandanam, sitting for hours in the same place doing the same thing during Avani Avittam, the simple but to-the-point nature of most of our rituals/ceremonies... have all contributed in their own ways to shape my outlook towards life.
I always used to wonder back home in Bombay what was going through people's heads when they used to say "Jai Maharashtra". To be be honest, I still don't have a clue (:p)...but yea, Who am I? I'm a TamBram...in and out.
*An interesting article for those who have the time and interest in perusing a typical tam-bram's nature in greater depth.*
Sunday, March 2, 2008
The hunt begins!
It's that time of the year again, where I go on the hunt for something! After the most recent one, for my Graduate School, ended on a high (after crushing lows!) ...I pray/hope/plead (to God and all other entities involved in the process) that this time around...the hunt goes on a lil smoother.
So, what is the prey this time around?? An Internship!..to be more precise, a Summer Internship. Half-way through my 2nd Semester in my MS in Electrical & Computer Engineering program here at The George Washington University, and after successfully finishing my Bachelor's degree in Computer Engineering from the University of Mumbai, I feel it's time for me to break out of academics (for a while!) and get my hands dirty in the industry.
I have much interest in the field of Computer/Processor Architecture; any position in any company that puts to test my knowledge and passion for the above mentioned areas of interest would be good.
So if you know someone who knows someone ;) , know of any position...or think you yourself, might need an ECE Grad. student stalking you like a shadow, gimme a shout!...
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So, what is the prey this time around?? An Internship!..to be more precise, a Summer Internship. Half-way through my 2nd Semester in my MS in Electrical & Computer Engineering program here at The George Washington University, and after successfully finishing my Bachelor's degree in Computer Engineering from the University of Mumbai, I feel it's time for me to break out of academics (for a while!) and get my hands dirty in the industry.
I have much interest in the field of Computer/Processor Architecture; any position in any company that puts to test my knowledge and passion for the above mentioned areas of interest would be good.
So if you know someone who knows someone ;) , know of any position...or think you yourself, might need an ECE Grad. student stalking you like a shadow, gimme a shout!...
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
My idea for peace on earth...
You know, I for one think all the gundas in the world should be killed because who likes gundas since they just add more unwanted weight to the earth because of which the earth rotates slower and therefore life as we know it will start coming to a grinding halt and if that happens, who...tell me WHO will replace skunks with bionic, one eyed buffaloes who will freely graze around the earth while running into each other and others (because of their poor vision?) and may accidentally run into a human and thereby causing the human to sue the bionic, one eyed buffalo which in turn will infringe on their rights because of which law as we know it will have to be changed and that change will enable dogs to eat marinated cow dung and live a 1000 years on earth and then later, migrate to Mars or Jupiter or inside a volcano and because of living there for a 1000 years they will start feeding on hot molten lava for breakfast, lunch and dinner and hence the definition of breakfast, lunch and dinner will change and because of the change in definitions, all the dictionary printers/editors would start pulling their hair in misery which in turn will lead to a lot of bald people and this in turn would lead to an increase in the number of road accidents because of the sun/moon/headlights bouncing off the smooth, bald heads and this will in turn lead to more and more automobile companies investing in research and development of safety features and this would eat into their revenues because of which the CEOs salaries would start tumbling down and seeing this other companies will also start reducing their CEOs salaries and as a result of this the CEOs families will realize what leading a "normal" life would be like and therefore there won't be any rich or poor because everyone will have the same standard of life and as a result there would be peace on earth! :D
So yea, get rid of gundas/bad people...and life on earth will be a lot more peaceful!!
P.S: It's all one sentence! :)
So yea, get rid of gundas/bad people...and life on earth will be a lot more peaceful!!
P.S: It's all one sentence! :)
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Poems from the shower - 1
Came up with this in the shower today. It was snowing outside and I had a nasty test later in the evening:
Snow snow don't go away,
A little longer you must stay,
Until you make Prof.Della Torre say,
"It will be a take home test today!"
:D
Monday, December 3, 2007
Toilet thinking
Don't grose out looking at the title (or get excited..if you're the pervy types :p)...
This blog is just dedicated to the act of brainstorming while ridding yourself of bodily wastes. Im surprised i haven't mentioned anything about this before considering the number of times it's happened.
Here I am trying to crack a problem, understand a graph, get to grips with the working of some algorithm/code...and i feel this sudden urge to lose some weight (pun intended)...probably because i ate too much or well...umm...other gastric reasons. And since Im totally "into" what Im doing, I decide to take the book along with me into the shytehouse.
Almost, If not always, it so happens that during the "process" I somehow manage to either crack what I was doing or make some phenomenal breakthrough which helps get rid of doubts/queries in my head.
I dunno how or why...but it happens..a LOT, with me. The only plausible reasoning i can seem to come up with happens to be...throw out the old, make way for the new. Incase you aren't sure what I meant by that, here is a more blunt version: Rid yourself of some sh*t to make way for some brain cells... :D...works for me!!
This blog is just dedicated to the act of brainstorming while ridding yourself of bodily wastes. Im surprised i haven't mentioned anything about this before considering the number of times it's happened.
Here I am trying to crack a problem, understand a graph, get to grips with the working of some algorithm/code...and i feel this sudden urge to lose some weight (pun intended)...probably because i ate too much or well...umm...other gastric reasons. And since Im totally "into" what Im doing, I decide to take the book along with me into the shytehouse.
Almost, If not always, it so happens that during the "process" I somehow manage to either crack what I was doing or make some phenomenal breakthrough which helps get rid of doubts/queries in my head.
I dunno how or why...but it happens..a LOT, with me. The only plausible reasoning i can seem to come up with happens to be...throw out the old, make way for the new. Incase you aren't sure what I meant by that, here is a more blunt version: Rid yourself of some sh*t to make way for some brain cells... :D...works for me!!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Bulla ki jaana...im confused!
/*Rant mode ON...
Way before I even landed, I knew people had a lot of choices...for everything in the USA.
Be it underwear, where you get to choose from polka dotted in cotton to the Mona Lisa imprinted in some funky new material which costed $5.613 Million to research and develop (and everything else in between) or the choice between a mocha in delicate white chocolate/mint/dark chocolate/cream/chocolate sprinkles/other unpronounceable sauces and ice cream with 136 different toppings/additives/sauces ...choosing something is positively headache inducing, even if you have etched exactly what you want on your forehead.
I mean, it's good if customers have a collection of competing items to choose from...but it's not good to have to sit and prepare an Excel worksheet everytime you want to go buy shampoo! Pert Plus - Shampoo, shampoo with light conditioner, shampoo with medium conditioner, shampoo with heavy conditioner, shampoo for coloured hair, shampoo for grey hair, shampoo for soon-to-be-grey hair..4Oz..8Oz...12Oz...20Oz..33.21Oz bottles..Pull-push cap, dispenser cap, squeeze-it cap...Jesus effin christ! And to add to this, the almost squint-inducing number of rebates and moronic offers: "Buy a shampoo and a chocolate doughnut between 1 and 3PM at our Fairfax store and get 50 cents off your next purchase, if the total cost of the purchase is more than $23.75. Plus! Bonus! Mail in your bill and purchase invoice and we will give you an additional 75 cents off the next bottle of foot powder you buy!"...really...im not kidding...you need to master some spreadsheet software before you even DARE venture into the American retail jungle. And this is not even including the online shopping part of it. Seriously, that's best left for another day and another time.
And it's not just shopping that'll make you age faster than Bordeaux wine! Since the last 1 month, i've been scratching my head trying to decide what courses to take up, with which professor, in which campus..at what time! :| 0_O
..Rant mode OFF*/
Way before I even landed, I knew people had a lot of choices...for everything in the USA.
Be it underwear, where you get to choose from polka dotted in cotton to the Mona Lisa imprinted in some funky new material which costed $5.613 Million to research and develop (and everything else in between) or the choice between a mocha in delicate white chocolate/mint/dark chocolate/cream/chocolate sprinkles/other unpronounceable sauces and ice cream with 136 different toppings/additives/sauces ...choosing something is positively headache inducing, even if you have etched exactly what you want on your forehead.
I mean, it's good if customers have a collection of competing items to choose from...but it's not good to have to sit and prepare an Excel worksheet everytime you want to go buy shampoo! Pert Plus - Shampoo, shampoo with light conditioner, shampoo with medium conditioner, shampoo with heavy conditioner, shampoo for coloured hair, shampoo for grey hair, shampoo for soon-to-be-grey hair..4Oz..8Oz...12Oz...20Oz..33.21Oz bottles..Pull-push cap, dispenser cap, squeeze-it cap...Jesus effin christ! And to add to this, the almost squint-inducing number of rebates and moronic offers: "Buy a shampoo and a chocolate doughnut between 1 and 3PM at our Fairfax store and get 50 cents off your next purchase, if the total cost of the purchase is more than $23.75. Plus! Bonus! Mail in your bill and purchase invoice and we will give you an additional 75 cents off the next bottle of foot powder you buy!"...really...im not kidding...you need to master some spreadsheet software before you even DARE venture into the American retail jungle. And this is not even including the online shopping part of it. Seriously, that's best left for another day and another time.
And it's not just shopping that'll make you age faster than Bordeaux wine! Since the last 1 month, i've been scratching my head trying to decide what courses to take up, with which professor, in which campus..at what time! :| 0_O
..Rant mode OFF*/
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