Category: Life Ordinary

  • Willpower

    That’s what you need. When you go for a movie, when you go shopping for groceries, when you decide to dine out, on a Saturday night. Because after all, in the secular, tolerant country we live in, now you SIMI, now you don’t. So right here, right now, make your will, before its too late.

    until next time, where does the similarity end?!

  • Meet and Greet

    Keralites in Bangalore are a strong force. But our influence has increased so much that this year, city authorities have ensured that our connection with our legendary King Mahabali, ruler of the netherworld, and the reason for Onam, becomes stronger. All major roads have been equipped with potholes which will take us straight to him.

    until next time, Happy Onam

    PS. Check out my earlier Onam stories here and here.

  • Seventh Heaven

    The blog’s editorial policy (ahem, we have one) ensures that tags are taken up only in the rarest of rare cases. One is when the tagger is someone who can’t be refused, and the second is when the subject is so compelling that it deserves a post. The relationship of the latter with ego massages, is a part of the above mentioned editorial policy that shall not be discussed. 🙂

    So, I was conferred the Brillante Blog award by two bloggers who are very dear to me, and who I hold in very high regard. First, by Phatichar, and then by Ideasmith. And just as I began writing this post, Suma left me a message. Somebody likes my 55s! 😀

    For those who came in late, this tag is an attempt to discover and connect to more blogs, and as part of this I have to write a post and display this award, and finally tag 7 blogs which appeal to me in content or design.  And so, without further ado, here are my seven wonders

    A vividness that that knows no ends
    A subtlety that transcends
    An eye for detail that’s a gift from the maker
    There’s no one quite like Austere seeker

    The name could actually be a misnomer
    For she has a never ending supply of humour
    But then the sarcasm plays a hand
    And we get Cynic in Wonderland

    Life and Other Such Nonsense
    The title does sound intense
    LOL, that phrase would summarise
    The hilarious and addictive Tys on Ice

    From award related strife
    To wonderful slices of life
    Everything is of consequence
    On Arunima’s Silent Eloquence

    From Bangalore to Mumbai he was hurled
    But he still reaches out to the world
    And be the matter amusing or bemusing
    Kavi will give it a trademark musing

    An amazing blogger from Down Under
    Whose radicalism can tear you asunder
    Jolt you, yet humour you, if anyone can
    That’d be Orhan Kahn

    Sarcastic to the point of being misanthropic
    With a humour, that’ll always be chic
    For the best portrayal of life’s colors and hues
    Visit my buddy Saltwater Blues

    This damn list reminded me of the kind of menu cards I hate. The ones with about 20 awesome chocolate desserts, and i can manage only a measly seven.

    until next time, i really wanted to tag this guy too 😉

  • Withering Heights

    From the balcony on the top floor of the apartment complex, I see the shanties below, rows and rows of haphazardly constructed dwellings.

    On some evenings, when I stand outside, I see them huddled together in small groups, their weary yet cheerful faces lit by the dim incandescent bulbs and the small fires they make, having animated conversations, punctuated with laughter. There are games of carrom, and sometimes, I think, impromptu concerts too, since I hear loud singing. On weekends, there are cricket games, and sometimes, feasts are organised too, large vessels are brought out into the open area, and everyone joins in the cooking.

    One day, as I stood watching them, my neighbour walked out onto his balcony. We smiled at each other. At least, I think it was my neighbour and not a visitor, since I’d not seen him earlier, in 3-4 months spent in the apartment. And that set me thinking on communities, and how, as we move from place to place on account of job and lifestyle changes, as our standards of living improve, as we climb higher in life, we tend to move away from shared experiences and communities, and start having transaction based relationships, established when a need arises. 

    It also made me think about this in the context of blogging, of how we start off as small communities, where almost everyone knows each other, then we grow and move on, and lose touch, not just with each other, but also where we started out from, and how.

    The inhabitants of the shanties below are auto drivers, labourers, maids, dhobis, the people who we depend on to keep the clockwork of our life running smoothly, the people who we pay anything from a few rupees to a few thousands of rupees, sometimes grudgingly, and expect to make a life out of. And sometimes, i wonder, in the community spirit that they manage to develop and maintain, if they succeed in making a better life, if not a better living standard.

    until next time, altitudes and attitudes 

  • Exposure

    Sitting in an official meeting, opposite someone who’s seen you in the nude, was uncomfortable. She dreaded the inevitable moment when he’d bring it up. Everyone stared when he said “You know, the last time I saw her, she was nude. Keeping her dress on was obviously not her strength….. as a 2 year old”

    until next time, the bare truth