Year: 2007

  • There goes our culture….

    Heres one for the moral police…
    I read this a few days back on the ‘age no bar, sex baar baar’ scenario- More youngsters are experimenting with casual sex than they did five years ago, according to a survey commissioned by the National AIDS Control Organisation (NACO).The Behavioural Surveillance Survey (BSS) 2006, conducted on 40,000 people between the ages of 15 and 24, found that 8.4 per cent, or 1.5 crore youngsters in the country, are snuggling up for pre- and post-marital sex.
    A few days back, i heard a contest on our only 24-hr english music station- it was something to do with a new store that has opened here. The question was what the store – ‘apple of my eye’ into – apples, ‘mom and child’ shopping or apple pies. Sarika, who called in, answered correctly – a ‘mom and child’ shop and she got a gift voucher from the store…
    only, sarika is a 2nd PUC student.. now, purely out of humanitarian concern, i’m worried about sarika, will she gift it to someone else, or will the voucher encourage her to get herself a kid to redeem the voucher herself?

    until next time, not just kidding 😉

  • ..and while on context

    I suddenly realised that long before google came on the scene, we were used to the concept of context… a few days back, i had sent our recent goa photos to an old schoolmate, and instead of sending me a reply, the damn fellow decided to leave a scrap in my orkut account.. and so, i was forced to go to my not-so-favourite site and check it out… and while i was there, i also visited his page and couldnt resist checking out old schoolmates (or as SwB claims, peeking at old crushes, which i vehemently deny..hehe)…
    we are all out of touch, except for the stray e-mail blasts that get launched every once in a while that someone feels particularly nostalgic…and its not just school friends- college friends, colleagues from previous jobs and so on… of course, maybe its just me, but i feel its quite a common thing to lose touch with people who were once an inseparable part of our lives…(perhaps that explains the success of orkut, because it gets one back in touch)..
    and thats when i realised that perhaps, wittingly or unwittingly, we make contextual relationships- school, college, jobs.. and its not just people but sometimes even places and cities… and since these relationships are in context, they end when the context ends… and leaves in its wake, memories, which in times to come, give us those bouts of nostalgia….
    they say, as we grow older, we tend to go back to our roots, perhaps, a few years down the line, we’ll see a generation going back to a prehistoric site called orkut to relive their glorious past 🙂

    until next time, take a trip down memory lane…

  • Metrified

    adj. composed in a poetic meter

    ..and thats exactly what the film was… no, i don’t enjoy poetry, but i liked the word connection… and the film ‘Life in a Metro’ …. just wish there was more of irfan khan ..as always, this isn’t a review, but there was another connection in the beginning minutes of the movie, that i thought was very funny..
    Sharman Joshi (why can’t we see more of that guy) gives out his uncle’s apartment to his different bosses for their quickie trysts with secretaries… sharman’s neighbours dont get to see the different faces though, their only point of contact is the common wall… and every day, they wait till the night’s peformance ends, so they can go to sleep…
    one day, when there are multiple users, they begin to sleep when the second performance starts.. and the wife remarks that her husband should find out what sharman eats…
    and definitely in context (though unwittingly) the producer’s name appears on the marquee – ronnie screwvala
    until next time, poetry in motion ….

  • The New Microsoft

    Its like the typical bollywood underworld story which is told from the anti hero’s perspective… The hero makes his entrance to save society from the evil villain’s menace, then takes the villain’s place, and pretty soon the line between good and evil becomes a big blur…
    In the internet story, MS played the big villain, thanks to its monopolistic leanings and bundling tactics, almost forcing users to choose it.. and that set the scene for the entry of the perfect hero – google… and as the story goes, slowly but surely google trumped the villain at every possible juncture in a matter of few years… and users stuck to it, inspite of blips like Gmail being a snoopy service that peeps into their mailbox…
    And Google went on with its contextual relatonship with its customers… after all how can google serve its users best until it knows all that is to know about the user… so that it can serve up ads well in context and give the user the correct info exactly when he needs it… and the behemoth continues into radio ads, moves into the television ad space and local billboard space.. all in the guise of the hero serving the society, slowly converting homo sapiens into homo searchians…
    after all even if the slogan is “don’t be evil”, all it takes is changing the definition of evil…

    until next time, should the users feel lucky ?

  • World Wide Web

    And the lure of the web continues…. worldwide… as the third edition of the friendly neighbourhood super hero’s screen antics released on May 4th… i think i underestimated the fanbase a little bit as i was caught napping while the tickets at PVR and INOX were sold out for the weekend… but thankfully, there was a friendly neighbourhood theatre down Brigade Road, which we had never had to visit in our four year stay in Bangalore… Rex, the non multiplex in the centre of Bangalore…
    And after these last few years of multiplex movies, i had forgotten the non DTS sounds and the non cinemascope views that could be experienced in a theatre.. and so just about managed to salvage the movie from between the sightly silhouettes and massive denim coated butts,crying children and adults exercising their freedom of speech…But all that was okay, for it wasn’t just another movie, it was spiderman…
    and since it was spiderman, it brought back a lot of memories – of sunday evenings spent watching 15 minutes of cartoon on Doordarshan.. of singing along with the title song..of gulping down hated flavours of Rasna just to get the Spiderman masks that came free with it.. of wearing the masks and pretending to be the friendly neighbourhood superhero.. of gazing longingly at the full costume hung inside the classy showroom….
    they say every kid needs a superhero, but it was nice to realise that some adults choose not to grow out of their childhood fancies…. as peter parker says in the end – we are nothing but the choices we make…

    until next time, happy swinging 😉
    P.S: As far as reviews go, lets just say there’s only about 20 minutes of web, the rest is offline 😉