Conversations

Conversations with strangers, acquaintances, friends, near-and-dear, oneself are a part of everyday life. There are times when we go conversation-less with many of them (I cannot go conversation-less with myself, though) And then, there are conversations that should be had, there are conversations that shouldn’t have happened, there are conversations that are awesome, there are conversation that are awkward, and I’ll stop with the assortment here!

I’ve had some of the most awesome (and awkward too!) conversations with Mr.B (oh! Mr.Bro whom I had introduced here) Time, medium, situation aren’t big influences when it comes to conversations between us. As I’m struggling a bit with writer’s block, I just intended to post few good conversations of us, over Whatsapp (well, those which aren’t quite intimate and personal!)

Shooting them, here I go…

While we spoke about life expectancy and leading a long life

B (You know who): It would be boring after a point
Dependency will increase

K (It’s me): Boring only if things are repetitive
One can be least dependent upto a level.
Beyond that we can’t help
After all we are social animals

B: There ll be a lot of limitations
Age
Efficiency
Dependency
Lack of true friends

K: Yes..Agreed on all
But life is about that
Sailing through all this

B: I don’t want to

K: I can say a lot more limitations now itself and stop my life right now
Why to wait till 50 or 60 even then

B: I have already questioned this.. What’s the point of any living being or its actions, when ultimately everything is progressing towards an inevitable end..

K: Hmm yes
I had this though too
And then all I understood was.. It’s not about the destination
It’s only about the journey.. And let me make the most of it

B: A journey without destination

K: Worrying about the indefinite destination only stops us from enjoying the journey
We dunno for sure what happens after we die
So what’s the use thinking of it

B: What is enjoyment in itself a tough question

K: It depends 🙂
I’m enjoying this conversation with you now

B: Basically there is some selfishness, however big or small, to every enjoyment

K: Yes.. In most cases

B: So basically everything about self satisfying

K: But what is completely selfless then?

And once while we were analyzing the history and geography of the world (and trying to change its course! )

K: Yes I agree.. Borders and patriotism came with civilization
Again there’s a difference between what’s civilised and what’s not
What seems civilised to me isn’t the same to someone else

B: Nope, the itch to be part of a group that is dominating or better at survival gave way to this discrimination. Being civilized is synonymous to being decent
If you use your words instead of violence.. Maybe that’s called being civilized

K: But why violence can’t be considered as civilised
The same… What is something to me.. Is something else to someone

B: When you resort to violence, most often you choose authority over negotiation.. You want it be your way, just cause you are powerful

K: Obviously yes.. And that’s one kind of civilization

B: What.. Resorting to violence instead of logic is a form of civilization? Not in my dictionary.. Maybe in yours
Look.. Violence is another way of ruling

Once when we he had a piece of share with me


B: Kau
Are you busy?

K: Hey no man
I was sleeping
And waking in between
And again sleeping

B: Woww
The kind of feeling we get when we are sleeping in our bed is just aww
As if everything is under control

And it keeps going on and on… these kind of conversations, and much more intense and intimate kind ones too!

Cheers
God Bless

Blogging, Breaks, Bromance

Big break from blogging comes to an end, and I return to this boisterous world, again! There could be no better time than this period of transition and festive, geologically, ritually and metaphorically, to restart this journey.

It’s the relations which make our festives, more grand, and the transitions, more easy. And hence I chose to write about a relationship, quite jubilated yet quite unsung!

Bromance

A highly valued and underplayed relationship in the lives of many men. What starts as an acquaintance develops into a bond quite strong, quite enjoyable, though quite silent. Devoid of the ‘rituals’ of dating, proposing, etc involved in what can be called just-romance, a bromantic relationship transcends the drama, well, most of the times. One might need to consult with my bro(s) who would quite disagree with the drama part! I ain’t a dramatic person, but where’s fun without some drama-making!

Being a social animal, all (should I use ‘some’ ?) of us need people in our lives, to just share deep thoughts on a sleepless night, to just talk on a troubled day, to just laugh over a silly joke, to just fight over, to just abuse a common hate, to just discuss a common interest, to just disturb, to just ride together, to just back each other, to learn, to unlearn, to just, just, just…and sadly at times, to just move away, to lead our separate lives! If you’re wondering, i’m still talking about our bros!

Now, with due honors, drum rolls and a Big Bang, let me introduce my Bro, Mr.B (Mr.Bro? Let’s have it that way!)

If I had to say him a few things, it would be these…

If you’d recollect, our first chat was about blogging. And recollecting our various other chats would be a huge task. Not to mention our chats in a group, this group, that group and the group. And the numerous phone calls (let me recollect, our first one was when you called me to check if i’m joining for a movie) And the various so-called discussions, arguments and debates during the meetings.

Forgive and appreciate me for the fact that my memory is a bit strong, and that is a boon and a curse as well, on my life!

It isn’t even a year since we met and there has been a journey, with many ups and downs, quite intense, and the journey is moving forward, to a destination unknown to you and me. But let’s worry, not about it and enjoy the journey, as we have been doing all along.

That’s B and me!

There have been moments when you have been upset, the reason being me. And yes, there were moments I had to be upset over you. But these have been passing showers, with each shower bringing us closer, as you’d say.

There have been moments when you have been jubilant, the cause being me. And quite a lot moments, when you brought me jubilance. These are also passing showers, bringing us closer.

I won’t promise that I would be always good, and not upset you. Nor should you. And no other promises within us too, because it’s the unsaid things which makes everything so lively and happening!

That’s us again!

Talking about the moments we’ve been there for each other, been so comfortable and enjoying each other’s company, well, should I even say you about them! 🙂

We’ve had our own views, thoughts, opinions, version of our truths, but have never accepted to agree upon each other. We agree to disagree and disagree to agree, always. Yet we acknowledge each other and that keeps the journey quite entertaining.

Common interests, we’ve got them in plenty. Common hate, oh, we’ve got them too. But let’s have these commonalities for another day, another post.

The journey is long, I believe and vast would be our experiences. Much to travel, much to talk, much to explore, and much to experience.

Catch you later. Love you bro! B-) B-)

And this would definitely not be a common chat between bros, but the unsaid thoughts within them, that keeps the relationship going!

Cheers

God Bless

Songs of Spring

Spring season is loved by everyone. And more by those, for whom, the springs blows away the harsh and cold winds of winter, literally and metaphorically!

It could be the truth, or psychological effect, or a beautiful imagination, the onset of this period of time (last final weeks and February, and the beginning weeks of March) brings a sudden gush of energy and happiness into me, every year, right from childhood.

Probably it could be, because of the anticipation of completing the annual exams (I’ve never feared exams 😉 ) and enjoying the long summer holidays, the happiness of playing on streets without fear of rains disrupting (actually I loved rain, but the fact that I’d be pulled into home, by grandma, made me detest it slightly) the excitement of family tours, the joy of watching TV without any restrictions, the happiness of relishing pulpy, sweet-tangy mangoes, and the reasons could go on and on, in the days of childhood.

Meanwhile, semester holidays which arrived during spring/summer gave me uninterrupted time to read books, start blogging 🙂 , occasionally go out and play (I stopped playing out, once getting into college, unlike my friends. Not sure if a good or bad thing 😀 ) and few to name, to happen in the later days of my life.

Now spring/summer doesn’t make a difference in the routine or ‘timetable’ of the day. Yet the spirit of spring remains intact and brings in a fresh wave of energy, from nowhere.

Well, on a second thought, if we make and take the best of any situation, and derive happiness from it, everyday of life is spring, with flowers blooming around and butterflies abounding everywhere!

Sharing an all time favourite song of mine..that matches the situation here!

P.S..the title for this post was inspired by one of the chapters in my 6th standard English Literary textbook – Songbird in Spring Time – a short biography on M.S.Subbulakshmi. One of the few chapters from my school textbooks that I can never forget!

Cheers

God Bless

 

Two Thousand 15

A post with specially picked photos from my phone, that defined the year 2015 for me

Its twenty days since the beginning of 2016, and a budding procrastinator is here with a recap of 2015!

It began with a ritualistic screenshot of my mobile screen…
One of the first events of the year, The Hindu Lit for Life in the month of January…
Some baking in February…
A wonderful trip to Kumbakonam in March…
Sketching, shading, twists and surprises in April…
Lots of dates with self in May…
Dreams and reality merging in June…
Realization of the fluidity of life in July…
New vistas, new experiences in August…
Celebrations in September…
More celebrations in October…
Again celebrations in November…
Celebrations extending to December…
Ritualistic screenshot again…

Cheers_________________________________________
God Bless

Mahabharata ~ Changing Perspectives

Mahabharata is one of my all time favourite ‘experience’. I term it an experience because, quite often when I get to read/hear/watch retellings of the great epic, a thought process occurs, which gives rise to new perspectives, new vistas, new ideas, which are experiences that need to be savoured deeply!

I had grown up listening to Mahabharata stories from my grandma, watching the B.R.Chopra teleseries (the re-telecast actually! i’m not that old 😉 ) – Mahabharat (1988 TV Series), reading the English translation of Mahabharata by Rajaji – Mahabharata and an illustrated modern retelling by Devdutt Pattanaik – Jaya. In an earlier post, I had written about this modern retelling – Perspectives. There are various anecdotes associated with Mahabharata, which also provide varied insights and knowledge on it. Take off the religious angle, and it can beat a story of any genre, hands down!

It is generally said that, if something isn’t mentioned in the Mahabharata, then it doesn’t exist at all! And that’s because there are numerous retellings, abridgements, expansions, addition of ideas, commentaries, exclusion of ideas, folklores, corrosions, misunderstandings, etc on this already grand epic!

There are episodes in this narration that tease the logical part of our mind, and then there are portions that tease our illogical parts. And it is up to us to judge if a character in this epic is good or bad, or neutral, and that depends on how we view the scenario. This is the reason that there are many flows in the Mahabharata. Now this should explain the title – Changing Perspectives.

In my younger days, I preferred the action and grandeur of the narration, to the philosophical arguments. The fighting sequences, the grand palaces were more fascinating than the Bhagavad Gita and the other tenets. But now, I yearn for more of philosophical tenets, the varied perspectives that they provide, the various commentaries that have been written pondering over the realms known and unknown. The action and grandeur just seem normal and do not excite me anymore. This gives another meaning to the title – Changing Perspectives.

Mahabharata was nothing more than a religious story, for me in childhood. Only to realize later, that it is a lesson on how to lead life, and also how not to lead life. Probably I might realize something else, in future. Changing perspectives again!

Cheers

God Bless

Favourite Fictional Women

As I was typing my previous post on women, a sudden thought led to the creation of this post too. I wanted to publish on three of my favourite fictional women from movies. (Please don’t ponder or question on ‘why three’? For some odd reason I love the number three, and making a short list in three’s 😀 ) And here I go…

Shanichari – Rudaali

This movie depicts the life of a Rudaali – profession mourner, played by Dimple Kapadia. I watched this movie on a women’s day, telecast on Doordarshan, few years back. (I still remember, my annual exams were a week apart, and I was going to watch an ‘old and boring’ movie) The movie is a slow moving one, but deeply touching. Shanichari (character portrayed by Dimple) faces a lot of trouble in her life – she loses her husband, falls in debt, her son deserts her, but nothing can dampen her spirit. She wonders throughout the movie, how can someone(referring to the profession mourners) mourn for some unknown and unrelated person, until an incident changes her life. Shanichari from the movie Rudaali is still one of my favourite fictional character.

Madhura – Sringaram

This movie portrays the life of devadasis, set in the pre-independence era. The character Madhura (played by Aditi Rao Hydari) is a bold, young, beautiful, talented devadasi. She loves and craves for a life of freedom, which is denied to her, given her profession and status in the society. All the riches that she possess doesn’t bring any meaning to her life. When she couldn’t take it anymore, she moves away from the clutches of the society, to lead a life that she wishes. The story unfolds as a flashback story heard by Madhura’s daughter, Varshini (also played by Aditi Rao Hydari) Madhura is one character gracefully portrayed, that i’d love watching her again and again.

Elsa – Frozen

Queen Elsa is a bit more popular, that she needs not much of an introduction. She is my favourite Disney character after Mickey Mouse. Elsa didn’t need a charming dude to make her life beautiful, she had to fight evil and demons within herself, there were things she had to Let it Go, she had powers that were amazing but fearsome too, and these make her a queen, and not a princess! And ‘Let it Go’ could be listened to a thousand times, yet bring out the emotions, powerful every time ~ (The song of judgement)

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A common thread that connects the story of these women is that, they wanted a life where they could be themselves, not hiding anything of theirs, just because the society didn’t accept or approve of the facts! They never let fate take over, and fought back to lead a life of their own.

Cheers

God Bless

Lazy Weekend(s)

With a lazy weekend coming to a glorious end, I was browsing through the pictures in my phone, when I got a spark. I wanted to publish a quick post on some things which I captured on a weekend, over a period of time. And here are they…

This is at the Chennai Trade Center, where many fairs, exhibitions, events take place regularly. A very lively, and productive place too!
Mahabalipuram
This is from the seashore of Mahabalipuram. A place to amaze or laze.
Elliot's Beach
That’s Schmidt Memorial at Elliot’s Beach. A place for a wonderful weekend evening.
Connemara Library
The ceiling of Connemara Library. Established over a century ago, this is one of the oldest library here.
Balcony
Balcony of my home, on a rainy day. What better place than home!
Palavakkam
Palavakkam Beach, a lesser known quiet and clean suburb.
Amdavadi
Amdavadi – one of my favourite restaurant near home.
Parthasarathy Temple
At Parthasarathy Temple. I and words would fail to describe the peace I get here.
Sunset
That’s the sunset at the heart of a metro city. If only the place was real clean – adversities of urbanization

Cheers

God Bless