The last time I saw Paris - Movie Review

This movie is a Elizabeth Taylor's classic; directed by Richard Brooks and written by Epstein.
The hero's character is played by Van Johnson. He acted really well but haven't succeeded in surpassing Taylor.
Taylor is simply superb; She is one of the most versatile actresses in the world cinema.
Her grace, her beauty, her flow of emotions on screen, her love and her everything on screen is great.
This movie depicts the problems arising between a husband and wife and how their life journey continues.
Charles comes back to Paris after the 2nd world war; He meets Helen, he infacts likes Helen's sister, Marion first but eventually falls for Helen when he sees her.
Charles and Helen gets married; Helen enjoys her life with friends and parties and never really succeeds in helping Charles or comforting him with his failures.
Charles joins a news company; He tries to write novels, all his novels are returned back with a note saying that they aren't worthy of publishing.
Disappointment and frustration grows in charles and Helen's indifference adds to his troubles.
He finds solace in their child. Differences grow between them slowly.
Meanwhile one day Helen's family finds that the land gifted by her father to Charles has Oil mines which makes them rich overnight.
Differences grow further and helen starts going out with a handsome tennis player whom her father introduces. Charles goes out with an actress whom he interviews for his news agency.
They both try to escape from each other and one day when Helen goes to their house to meet Charles, he refuses to open the door which forces helen to walk alone in the cold climate to her sister's house and falls sick.
Charles meets Helen the next day and they both express love and affection towards each other and helen finally dies in the hospital.
In the final act, Marion raises Helen's daughter, proving the court that Charles is an aloholic and unfit to raise his child.
Charles comes back to reclaim his child and finally wins over Marion after Marion's husband convinces her.
There have been hundreds of movies made later in Hindi and other regional languages in India based on this story but none matches Taylor's performance and Van Johnson's performance as well.

Taylor is a beauty queen and her grace is unmatched; Its highly unlikely that there's another woman who is so beautiful with loads of acting talent. The movie never has a boring scene and I infact cried for the last 30 mins of the movie. its so beautifully portrayed the love between a father and his child; Husband's remorse at losing his wife; Husband's calming attitude towards a very lively wife and a studious child.
this is a must watch for all those who will be tying the knot or who will be stepping into a relationship soon.

I think this is what happens when people fall in love at first sight; The eventual pull between opposite sexes as per the law of attraction rules and brings them to marriage.
After marriage, the troubles start as the couple fails to understand each other before marriage because of the law of attraction.
Its so difficult to maintain a marriage or a relationship. You have troubles, problems, misunderstandings coming in your way every now and then and you just have to move on and never break the relationship.
It all looks so easy but to be in a relationship and to sustain it is a challenge and its been becoming very difficult in the society due to the growing human's individualities and various lifestyles.

pain and suffering of being alone

I like writing when I am drunk.
The reason being thyeat I come to my natural terms only when I am drunk;
no fear, no embarrassment;
I am drunk today and in my fav PJ Oberai Pub.
As usual the saturday band played the routine songs but this time there were some surprise inclusions and I liked them.
I thought my day would end in gloom but luckily I went to pub and I just love the music and alcohol.
yes, there's nothing worse than being alone; or the feeling of lonelyness;
I know that its a punishment for me to suffer alone for sometime due to all my bad behaviour in the past.
I now understand and realize that's it cruelty on my part to criticize people so much and comment on them.
coz I am part of the "karma" bhumi now I am suffering what is eventually in store for me.
Being away from your loved ones; being alone; the feeling of loneliness;
Though alcohol alleviates your pain for sometime, its only temporary; you would eventually feel your lonelyness the next morning when you come to your senses;
Life is nothing without family, friends, relatives, roommates, neighbours, colleagues.
Its a curse to be alone and to feel the loneliness;
There's nothing much in our hands and its all with God; He shows you the way and he lets you suffer for your guilt so that you can realize and never repeat the same.
I realize now but I have to suffer my consequences for another month;
I know life would be sweet after a month; but who knows whats in store;
you would never know until you come to that point; I hope I don't do any further mistakes and I will be obedient to god's rules and just be happy;

Beauty is EVIL

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.
Some one told this and that's true.
But I feel Beauty is the cause of all troubles.
Every man raves about women's beauty. 
Beauty leads to desires and that's the primary cause behind most of the failed relationships.
I am right now experiencing the affect of beauty. I didn't realize this till today that Beauty is the Evil.


We go along the road, we see a beautiful girl and we forget ourselves; forget for those couple of seconds why we are walking on the street and where we are going .


Suppose all the girls are the same and we, men don't have the power to identify beautiful women. That means we look at all the girls as the same.
Beautiful women is a distraction; I really don't know how to overcome this.
I go to an interview and the one of the interviewers is a beautiful blonde;
I am running to a hospital to see how my friend is recovering after a sever accident and the nurse there is a beauty.
I go to temple for peace and to pray but those young teenage beauties and middle aged beautiful women coming to the temple are a distraction.
I try to listen carefully to my professors' lectures but those black hair, long legged girls in the front bench would make my life difficult in the classroom.


I talk to receptionists, I call customer care agents, I go to travel desks. Everywhere there are beautiful women and you would of course be not concentrating on what you are supposed to speak and do.


But what is this phenomena?  What's the purpose behind beauty other than destroying the relationships and the world?
why is there something called beauty? Did science really answer this?
I wish we find everyone beautiful or everyone the same, no soft feelings, no deviations, no discrimination and no desires.


Lets pray for an "Everyone is beautiful" world or a "no one is beautiful" world.

Human Beings' version 2.0

If you observe how man/womankind has been evolving (based on history) we can easily see the upgraded version of human beings released generation after generation.
As per Darwin and many other evolution theories, the first version was monkey and then slowly humans evolved.
What I want to find is about the human mind?  Was human mind the same or is it changed now or evolved into something new?
I want to know about the emotions/knowledge of humans then?


Did the generations thousands of years go feel "jealousy", "anger", "pleasure", "love", "pain", "ecstasy" and all other emotions?
If they were too feeling the same then what's the difference between those people and us?
Looks like we are still in the release 1.0.
God is yet to upgrade human beings' release to 2.0 or is he already applying patches (1.1,1.2....) instead of releasing a new version?


The current version is out of date and is corrupt.
Man now wants pleasures, wealth, power and lust.  
Man is created not to enjoy the pleasures, wealth and power but to live with others peacefully and happily (my version).
I feel there is an urgency for version 2.0 as 1.0 is so corrupted that it won't accept an up gradation.


Lets say God has allowed us all to vote for our new version.
Here is my take on the new version of human beings:
1) 2.0 should be of the same color and same sex
2) They shouldn't be capable of perceiving the following emotions:
   Greed, jealousy, lust (for power and wealth)
3) They should be of the same height and same weight during their respective ages
(0-5 yrs:5 kilos, 5-10 yrs:20 kilos, etc etc)
4) They should be able to talk to Gods directly
5) They should be able to perceive others' feelings directly
6) They should be of equal wealth and property allotted as per Gods' rules
7) They all have their goals predefined ( they should be knowing)  and they reach their goals/targets one by one and the final destination is death which will be again decided by gods based on their efficiency.


While I am writing this, I got a feeling somewhere that I am missing the basic meaning of humanity. The features I mentioned suit well for a Robot but not for a human being.
If there is no bad then there is no good; If there are no differences and no inequalities then there is no meaning in living this life. Its all a waste of time and energy.


I wish humans be the same in 2.0 as we are now but with an added touch of generosity and goodness embedded in each soul.


so my take on 2.0 is that they should be similar to us but with more refined good features and that's all.

Sunday Afternoons

Afternoons reflect the sober part of life. 

They are usually calm, sunny with little hot and mild weather.

Everywhere people retire from their work, have lunch and then take a break or a little nap.

Afternoons are so lovely and they are even wonderful if its a Sunday.

I've seen many Sunday Afternoons for so many years, more than a decade and every time I have this soothing feeling.

When I was in Hyderabad, my sunday afternoons were dedicated to Abids old book market where all those old and ancient books were sold cheaply on the platforms. The books range from literature, economics, technology, engg etc but I always go for my fav subject, i.e. english literature.

I bought so many books there; I spent hundreds of my afternoons finding books there.

Every Sunday Afternoon stands apart from the rest. There is peace everywhere.

children and Old people sleep after lunch, others pass the time having little chats. Even teenagers take a break on Sunday Afternoons. 

Typically each afternoon begins at around 12:30 PM to 1:30 PM and ends by 4:30 PM.

When the clock touches 5 PM on a Sunday, the most pleasant part of the week would be gone and everyone will be preparing themselves for the inevitable Monday morning.

One more beautiful sunday afternoon infront of me. Its sunny outside and I am watching one of the best classics, "chashme buddoor". (farooq Sheikh and Deepti naval ). The movie is from 80s and is one of the romantic comedies released during that period.

It really is pleasure and pure bliss to watch a classic on a sunny sunday afternoon.

I wish we get two sunday afternoons every week and also wish that the afternoons extend atleast by 4 more hours each sunday.

What if we can plan our deaths?

Yes this is an interesting subject. Death!!!!
Can we plan our deaths similar to marriages?
it will be so nice if we really can do that.
similar to a marriage ceremony, we can consult the purohit and get a good muhurtam for our deaths.
Then print invitation cards and distribute to all our friends and relatives.
The invitation looks something like this:


" You have seen me born; 've seen me growing; you supported me all through my life.
You supported my family, my children and grandchildren. 
Now please support me on my last day.
After consulting with Astrologers and our family priests I've now decided to die on March 22nd 2034, 6:07 AM, ashadha masam, sukla paksham, ekadasi nakshatram.
Please grace this occassion and part me good bye on my last day in this world. 


With all your blessings,
xxxxxxxxxxx
"


How nice is the above card?


Since you have now announced your D-day, you can plan properly;
Arranging lunch and snacks for the guests, booking a wedding hall but this time that will be for dying and not wedding. Obviously you get more guests to see you as its your last day.
And everyone talks good about you on the final day. 
You will obviously feel satisfied and extremely happy that you are feeding so many people  and hearing lots of good words about you. Who'll talk -ve on your last day?
There is also another advantage, since you plan well in advance, you can plan writing WILL, distributing your wealth; clearing all your debts, loans etc.
All your family members will be prepared for it and hence there won't be much "rona dhona" on the D -Day.


I wish I could plan for my death; well its not in our hands and that's why there is  "what if"

I am drunk

Life is different.
Yes it is but its different from normal when you are drunk.
Yes I am drunk, I love it and for the first time since my return from India I am drunk and I am loving it. I love each sip of my scotch.
My blood likes every atom of ethyl alcohol. Its so cool, it doesn't get digested.
But why is it alcohol gives you this feeling of excitement?
why is it so different every time you taste it?
Why and why?
I now feel exhilarated, I feel over excited, I feel different, I feel that I am in heaven. I feel I have everything with me.
I feel I don't know what I feel???
Its so beautiful, so nice, sweet like a girl's smile.
girls?? again? when did I stop thinking about girls?? never since I was thirteen?
Will I ever stop, never?
I think I would still think and talk about girls on my pyre??? sounds funny but that's true.
God gave me so much of positivity that I long for -vity; that is for the opposite and which is nothing but "girls".


I am posting this but what would people think of me when they read this? Its the same, that I am crazy and mad and that I have a genetic problem.
I too feel the same that in my DNA structure, there is an extra code which always make my actions "hatke".


Ok, now all this blabbering is just nothing, they don't make sense. But these are what we call the output of a program.
The input to my brain is ethyl alcohol and the output is a blog post.
How nice, I can write books and novels and so many if I just drink and drink.
Enough is enough, I should stop this nonsense.
Happy reading and drinking !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To all the those Maoist Sympathizers - Go to hell

I don't mind writing tough on someone who are country's gravest internal security threat.
The Maoists.
I don't care what people say and I don't want to listen.
Every one in the country knows that they are doing and how they are destabilizing our nation.
I don't support violence but what to do with those who destroy our public property; who removes rails; who blow away our government buildings; who kill thousands of policemen.
There is no space to Maoism in this new world. If you want to fight for your  people then start a nonviolent movement, join politics or do something where by you can help people.
Its suprising how can media even telecasting someone's views who are supporting Maoists.
Maoists are dead men/women; they don't have patience and attitude. They don't want to help people. They want to loot; They don't do hard work; They spoil all our young children in villages and make them their slaves and followers. And they have dirty minds.
Mr. Chidambaram is good in dealing with them but he should be more strong. They should be eradicated like a bad disease similar to what our ex CM Chandrababu did in AP some time back.
some top leader from their group died last week and media is going frenzy in capturing it. Some politicians are even demanding CID Probe to find out if its a genuine encounter or even a fake.
I feel the Election Commission should de recognize CPI/CPM party as they all have ties with Maoists. Of course in west bengal its quite opposite.
We are millions in number but yes we can't do anything against these atrocities. Except showing solidarity or writing blogs like this.


Our system is in someone's hands some of whom I don't feel even deserves a chance to represent people or to be a leader.


Government can implement simple strategies, something like this:
1) Give a deadline to all the Maoists in the country
2) Get a new bill in the parliament by having separate parliament sessions only to discuss this issue
3) The new bill should have all those articles included in our IPC/constitution which discusses about the rehabilitation facilities for Maoists etc.
4) The plan is to recognize all Maoists as citizens and give them proper identity cards, rehabilitate them, providing education and employment.
5) If Maoists don't accept the deadline and are still ready to fight, then sorry folks you should face the door of death.
6) That's it, as per the law of the land, even if the Maoists are not open to the final lifeline, they should be punished as they pose the greatest danger to our nation.
The punishment should be in phase way. First estimate and target a group either in AP or Orissa. Then give another lifeline after the first phase, otherwise go for the second phase.
By continuing like this we can either bring them in to the society or just remove them from the earth.
Imagine our nation without Maoists. There won't be any fear while travelling in trains, buses, if any of our friends/brothers/relatives are in Police then no fear of abduction.
It definitely looks good.
Lets wait and see what our government does.

Telepathy - yes its possible

This idea is as old as the Mummies but it would help billions of people if it actually gets implemented.
How about calling our friends without a phone/skype/gtalk/FB etc??


Here is my concept (probably the age old concept from Ramayana).
(Apologies Mr. Ramanand Sagar for infringing on your copyrights)
Suppose I would like to speak to my friend and in my mind I imagine calling him; this would send signals to him immediately that I wanted to talk to him; 
Because he recognizes me he can either accept my call or reject it. 
If he accepts then its easy to talk to him. You can speak either loudly or in your mind and he could do the same.
How cool is this?? without any gadgets, any restrictions. Vowwww!!!!
There is one advantage to this system as well. 
You cannot call unknown persons as they won't be there in your mind; Hey, cool!!! 
It works the other way as well; you can't call persons who doesn't know you.
Hurray! there won't be any unwanted calls, no Do Not Disturb Registry, no Spams.
I like this!!!!
Another eg:
Suppose I met a beautiful girl in a Pub; I made some tricks and monkey acts to attract her attention. I did more such acts so she can atleast remember me for some days.
That's all I need, I can now call her anytime. Its upto her to accept/reject my calls.
If she feels I am disturbing her then she can add me to the list of persons she doesn't like in her mind and that's it she won't get any more calls. So when I try her again I could sense that she doesn't like talking to me as I couldn't make a call. 
What if she likes me but eventually forgets me after a couple of years?? I could still make a call as I met her once and it will be deep somewhere in her memory. We just need to activate the data at that place!!!
Its all free, go to anyplace, talk to any person in any place.


I feel human body/psyche can infact do all these magic without using any of the technology.

Drishti - Movie Review

I am not in my full senses to write a review about a movie.
The good thing is I can still write after 3 pegs of scotch. Hey, my body can sustain 90 ml of Ethyl Alchochol (42%  = approx 35 ml)
ok now this movie by Govind Nihalani is all about marriage, extra marital relationships and  how each other feel about marriage.
I got this from library just seeing Dimple kapadia on the front of the DVD.
She is gorgeous, cream/peach color and yes the sexy hair; I don't think any actress in india have such a beautiful hair as her's.
Ok, now here is the movie review:


Dimple and Sekhar kapoor leads a happy married life with their little daughter.
They invite their friends on their 8th wedding anniversary.
Dimple meets Irfaan khan during the party who is a hindustani classical singer.
Both have an affair for sometime and dimple leaves him as she loves her husband and family. Though there is no mention about when the affair ends in the movie.
Dimple have a friend whom she meets regularly and shares with her all her pain and love.
Her friend (mita vashisht) has a terrible relationship with her husband but continues to lead her life.
After some months, shekhar kapoor tells dimple that he loves his office colleague and he wants to be with her.
Dimple is shattered but unable to stop him and shekhar leaves the family and gets along with his new found girl.
After some days he comes back to dimple; though he calls regularly to talk to his daughter in between. 
When he meets her to discuss about the next day divorce proceedings, he says he doesn't want to stay with her new found love, Vrinda and he wants Sandya (dimple) back.
Dimple rejects and says she just can't see their marriage being fruitful anymore.
The movie doesn't show any subsequent scenes after this but eventually its understood that they meet regularly and Sandya possibly decides to go back to Rahul (irfaan khan).
when sandya meets Nikhil (shekhar) in the last scene, she discloses about the affair she had with Rahul sometime back; Nikhil feels shattered and they just discuss about their marriage and their affairs and the movie ends.


This movie is a brilliant take on urban couples and how they lead their lives. We can't say who is wrong as Sandya has an extra marital affair and thinks that she is not doing anything wrong but enjoying her new found affair. At the same time Nikhil leaving Sandya for his new love, vrinda also looks right.


But imagine one thing, (if you are a man) your wife having an affair with someone after 5-10 years of your marriage and you don't know then. You come to know only after a couple of years or even later and how do you feel? Its disgusting and you feel cheated and you won't get words to think or say.
Also imagine (if you are a woman) your husband says one day that he doesn't love you anymore and he loves a another girl and he has to leave you permanently. He doesn't want to call you, write to you or talk to you. How do you feel?


These are extreme things to even think about. There are no answers for these and its too difficult. But you never know what happens next. its all in the hands of time and god.
We just need to understand each other and try to live peacefully and happily; yes struggles, obstacles come in between and it depends on you how you handle. 


When a bot meets a girl, it looks so simple; fall in love, make love and enjoy the times.
But when you start living together its a complete game change. You don't feel the freshness of love you might've felt when you made love to her for the first time or during the early times. The fragrance, charizma would be gone eventually and you try to seek the same in a new girl. The girl feels the same too.
Its just natural and it all depends on where you are.

Human Energy Storage System

I got this brilliant idea 2 days ago and want to have it recorded.
Who knows this could lead to another invention.
My idea is......................
What if there is a mechanism to store human energy and then retrieve it later.
For eg: I eat a lot of chicken, mutton etc etc, around 2000 calories and I am feeling heavy.
so I want to remove 500 cals ( I don't want to burn/waste). 
Yes, I can pedal a machine or something and that's same like transforming my energy.
But instead of that if I store my energy in a box through some means. Then the next time when I want to get my energy back, I could easily get that instead of the normal eat/digest process.
Practically that's difficult, as human form of producing energy is through biological ways.
What we need to invent is a device/method which can bypass our digestion process and releases energy instantly.
I am not talking about the already digested Protein powders or others. Instead of taking in if there is some device where a simple touch should release energy into the body. 
I am not sure about Gamma rays/X rays but some one has to research on this whether we human body can absorb energy in the form of heat/light. 
If so then its all easy out there.

Being a Woman - A Boon or a Curse

If there are any great stories to tell in the world they all constitute Women
Life is zero without women. God knows this and hence he created women. They are not just for the company of men but to be with them, guide them, irritate them sometimes, laugh with them, cry with them and love them.
The other side of the argument is true as well but there is no sense discussing about it in this patriarchal society.


Every true great generation or an empire comes to see mighty kings and emperors, scholars and musicians but everyone treats women as one and the same. women are meant to satisfy men, they are meant to be toys. Bluntly as mere sex toys.


This thought and system continues and its still the same. Women all over the world has to endure pain; biological pains, emotional distress, sufferings, sacrifice and every thing out there in this brutal world. They don't have a choice neither they have options to choose.
God has already chosen for them.
In this world of technology, women still wear Burqa? What?
last week when I was passing by flinders station, I saw a women in Burqa. That's probably the first time ever I saw this in Melbourne. I should say its a shame. 
If it comes to India, there are no complaints as every other muslim woman in India wears Burqa. 
God save the women, no one complains, no one discusses about it and no one cares.
This is just nothing compared to child genocides happening in Haryana, UP, MP in India.
No one wants a girl child, if they have one they just sell it because they can't afford one. They don't have money.
Have you ever heard about Female Genital Mutilation? This has been in practice for thousands of years in Egypt and Africa. Its still there in Africa where young little girls' are circumcised.
I often cry sometimes and I am crying even now. How can you do such things to a little child? We are all humans and a child is a god's gift. 
We should end this practice, WHO is trying hard, only time will tell us how much they can succeed.
Society is so heinous towards women. Arab countries have strict punishments for women. The punishments are so cruel that you can't even imagine.
All this nasty rules and systems have been brought upon by those men who doesn't believe in equality for women. They built those rules thousands and thousands of years ago and we are all suffering because of those.
I hate Manu, the one who wrote "Manu" Shastra. He is the person who categorized Hindu society and depicted women as objects. That was done centuries ago and sadly its still in place.
Isn't there a solution to this malady??? Sadly no
Till a new life starts, this will continue. European countries, some parts of South Asia, Australia and United States have equal rights to women and they have done really well.
There are pros and cons for every system. This has its problems too. Again time decides what's good.
What about the women in Africa, Asia and other Arab countries? Will they never change? 
yes, the change starts only when this generation ends. 
Bringing the change is difficult but yes its possible.
Its our responsibility to educate girl child. Its our responsibility to treat women with respect. Its we who should change. 
I should say when every parliament around the world have at least women occupying half the strength we could see some change.
Burqa should be banned around the world. There should be a world order protecting women's rights. 
I know I am not doing enough but I am doing something. 
Lets all do a little bit in eradicating this disease. If ever you see any immoral practice again girls/women in your village/city, stop it right there, fight it till its dead.


This is my oath.
I will never ever allow any girl/woman around me to feel that she being a woman is a curse.
God save women

Maine Gandhi Ko Nahin Mara - Review

This movie is superb. Thanks to Anupam Kher and Urmila Matondkar with their splendid acting.
Infact I like the role of Urmila as a young girl helping his father, managing her love life, her brother and at the sametime working.
I would definitely give credit to the script writer, Jahnu Barua. What an amazing script and beautifully portrayed by Mr. Kher.
The story is all about an old age father who fights with dementia/Alzheimer. 
He forgets things, he fails to identify his sons and family too. He reason for his behavior is later found to be his guilt of killing Gandhiji.
One good doctor helps Urmila in treating her father. By talking to Kher's childhood friend, he gets to know that Kher in his childhood while playing shoots arrows on to a picture of Gandhiji. His father watches this and beats Kher black and blue. Almost at the same time Gandhiji gets killed by Nathuram Godse. Kher's father treats his son's act as a bad omen and   vows never to see his son's face again in his life.
This makes a huge impact on Kher's psyche. 
Imagine a father scolds and beats his son and would never see his face and talk to him for the rest of his life. I even doubt if such fathers exist, if they do then they should never have become fathers at all.
Kher's doctor after finding out the truth behind this phychic behavior arranges a dramatic court scene with all the judges and lawyers. Judge declares Kher as innocent and it gets proved that someone behind Kher shot the Mahatma and kher's pistol was a dummy one.
That ends the story.
Of course I cried again, very few movies make you cry and I love watching this movie.
Mr Kher is brilliant in his acting and kudos to Urmila as well.
How good she manages. A young beautiful girl with a mentally ill father at home. Her lover brings her parents to talk about their marriage but Kher's behaviour worries her boy friend's parents. He even marries some other girl and Urmila finds this out when she sees him at some place. Poor girl, she just couldn't bear it and faints.
How much you can take in a lifetime!! How many pains, its difficult for human heart to endure so much pain.
God save women on the earth, their patience and endurance is what driving this world.
Overall full marks to the movie and the director. 
A must watch!!!

There is something about Bengali's

I love Bengali's!!! who doesn't??
They are the most intelligent people in India, that's true. The number of nobel prizes Bengalis achieved in the last century gives you the real picture.
Rabindranath tagore, JC Bose are some of them.
They are the most innovative and are true champions of art.
Look at films of Satyajit ray, bimal roy, hrishikes mukherjee.  Any one born in India can easily say that the top 5 musicians of all times are from Bengal, top singers of all times are from Bengal.
Our own Kishore da is from Bengal. Two of the most famous music directors of all times SD Burman, RD Burman and our own Bappi da are from Bengal.


There are lots more to tell when it comes to Bengali women. They are beautiful and seductive. They have beauty with brains and lots of character. So many top heroines are from Bengal.
Sushmita sen, Rani mukherjee, moon moon sen, the curvaceous Bipasha, aparna sen, suchitra sen, Tanuja, lisa ray, sharmila tagore.
My most fav Kamalini Mukherjee is also a bengali.
How many times you come across an arrogant bengali woman? I've neven seen one. May be that I have only few bengali friends. 
Its true some of the men have the unique Bengali pride which is often misunderstood as arrogance.
One of the best cricket captains of india, Sourav Ganguly is from Bengal.
Prominent fashion designer, sabyasachi mukherjee is from Bengal.


Now when it comes to food, they have millions of varieties like other states in India but they are unique.
Bengali fish curry, rasogulla etc.
Bengalis enjoy life to the fullest; kolkota is vibrant, colorful and busy always. And in the time of dussehra its even more.


Most of the indian writers in English are from Bengal; Arundhati Roy, jhumpa lahiri are few of them.


You can just fill pages writing about bengalis, their culture, social living, art, music etc etc.
I have a few bengali friends. 
The one who made me and taught me DBA is a bengali. I call him Dada. Also I know this another Bengali whom I used to fight with a lot. He is intelligent and an academic but yes he has this bengali pride. I have a few friends in the office as well and they are all so sweet.


I know I couldn't write this blog well as I know only a few facts about them; Had I visited or stayed in Kolkota for sometime I would've told lot more things about them.


sorry my deal bengali friends,
I want to write lots more but I am short of material. I'll of course visit bengal and 'll then write more and more. 
I love bengalis and I always say that they are the most beautiful and the most intelligent ones in the country.
I wish I be born in a Bengal state, may be in my next life having all those beautiful women as my girl friends and all those academic and intelligent boys as my friends.

My Mentor in IT

This is something special; The one I am writing about is someone very important in my life.
The one who mentored me first in my IT career.


His name is Raviraj Chelluri. I am not in touch with him now so not sure where he is working now. FB status show he is in Accenture . He worked in Ram infotech previously.


Those early days in 2004 june/july when I joined Valuelabs; I was new to corporates and new to IT. After our 2 weeks of fastpace training I was handed over to ASTRO team.
There he was my mentor, tall, 6 feet. He was very good in problem solving and analysis.
Experience might have taught him all that.
He acted like a true mentor to me, taught me visual basic, ASP scripting and most importantly Microsoft SQL Server.
So here is this man the reason behind my SQL Server expertise.
Though he gets angry easily he was very patient, he used to sit with me till late nights and used to fix the bugs.
It was like if there was a bug or an issue then it comes to Raviraj finally to solve it.
Later he moved to onsite and our closeness was gone. 
I still don't know how I could give him back whatever I learnt from him.
My entire career was built on this sql server and I will remember him until my last query :)
Who knows, if I invent something new in the future and I might dedicate that to him.
Its bad on my part that I didn't care to contact him and just ignored him. How awful on my part???? I know its worse.
we really need mentors like him assisting new joiners and freshers. You need loads of patience to deal with new members like me and he has all those good qualities.
He protected me in every meeting when we were discussing about bugs and issues. 
I used to lose patience whenever a tester reports a bug and shouts at them, raviraj comes to our rescue, talks to both of us and fixes the issue.
Its rare you find people like him helping people and fixing bugs and issues in IT.
I am sure not even 10% of the current IT lot in India has skills like him.
I wanted to meet him and show my gratitude.


Thank you for all those nights and days you sat beside me and helping me with the testers.
Thank you for all those weekends in the office.


Thank you Raviraj for shaping my Career and being a mentor. I can never forget you in my life.

I did a backup of my mind

One brilliant idea crossed my mind just now.

what if we all have the ability to backup our minds/brains so we can restore to that point in time in future???
Sounds interesting and funny too.
I still believe we can do this with the help of cellular bio technology and Database Management Systems.
What do I do to achieve this????
I will stop my brain to think any further; in a sense, I'll pause my brain and 'll start my backup job. What will my backup job does??
My job first decodes the information stored in each cell of our brains. Then transmits the same either wirelessly or through sensors to a temporary database (MS SQL Server, I don't like Oracle Products :)  )


I'll have to write a seperate post on my database design for our minds.
Once my backup job decodes all the information and stores it in the tables in the sql database, I can run a sql server backup and copy to a disk and from there I can write it into a tape.
So easy!!!!!
Size of the database depends on the person's age (not weight).
More experiences, more data; more thinking then more data; more socially active then even more data.
I am sorry to say that I can estimate a men's brain storage but not of women. 
I am quite naive in women's matters so I can't possibly design tables based on women's characteristics and attitude. Who can do this in this world????

What if all Indians speak only one language

I got this thought today morning and hence writing this lest I forget!!!
What if there is only one language in India and lets say if it is Sanskrit ????
How good it is? A simple of thought of imagining so gives you a picture of global super power.


All this technology, innovation, research, civilization happened thousands of years ago during Harappa and Mohanjadaro and many more years earlier in India. 
All our ancient literature, ayurveda, Yoga and other holic, karmic principles have been there for ages.
Because no one understands those and no one even thought of bringing them out we lost our treasures to other good fellas from the other parts of the world.
If indians speak only one language, we wouldn't have needed a SRC (state re organizing committee) somewhere in the 1950s to split our nation into different states; 
There wouldn't be any linguistic differences. 
No one would have ever dreamed of conquering India nor thought of ruling our nation due to our strong unity.
Since there are no states, there are no state-center disputes. No problem in using the river water. No different parties at the region level. Where are the regions? None?
No state boundaries, no interstate vehicle registration and other formalities.
Vow, its a huge advantage to the nation.
Americans took close to a century to build a mighty nation. We wouldn't even need a decade to do this as everything is already there in the scriptures and we just need to 
built and develop on that basis.
Its true that this can't happen now; even if I am dead and born again as an Indian, India will still be India. I don't think I can escape this for some more re births.
what if I really remember how India was in my next re birth??
if Google keeps all its posts and blogs intact even after a century then can I read all these again in my next life???????
Is it possible?
Did this happen ever anywhere in the world??
No Answers.

My writing - 4th Feb 2009

Just thought I should write something. After a long gap (may be two weeks) I have enjoyed a blissful walk to the beach, enjoyed the cool beach side breeze. Its serenity at its best.


Today morning, I lost my temper when I was seaking with Mary, my new supervisor. She was too irritating, after many days or probably years, anger occupied me completely; my voice choked, my limbs trembled. It was really difficult at that time to come to terms, after half an hour venkat cracked a joke and all my veins eased.
Its really too much for me, I think I still need to practice patience and controlling my anger.


Life teaches you everything now and then.
You don't know that what you are living currently would be an experience later when you recollect.
Also some situations or circumstances make you so hard that you would almost become a saint and never bother about success/failure.
I love my life the way its teaching me every day and giving me vast enriching experiences.
I don't know what happens next, my FTR is still waiting for approval, I was asked to travel this sunday.
I really am not looking towards my travel, I don't feel otherwise even if my travel gets cancelled. I guess I am reaching that position of no emotions.

My Writing - 15th Feb 2009

I am writing wherever I see place, doing good today, having some really free time on this sunday; no plans as such next week planning to have a go at some surrounding places near chennai, still preparing plan, 'll update soon.


I really have to control my thoughts and emotions; still after so many exercises I'm still revealing everything  about me. I have my dance class again tomorrow, waiting for that and yes there's an interview pending with the client this tuesday, I don't bother I still feel I have all the topics in my mind, I'll revise once more.


Waiting for my Guitar, raring to go. So many tunes in my mind, also waiting for time to continue my french learning.

My Writing - 22nd March 2006

One's Love lost is one's gain and one's pain
If there isn't suffering then there isn't love
Love germinates out of anguish, distress and mournings of the lover.
Love receives nothing but perceives everything.

My Writing - 1st June 2004

"The day when I smelled once again the scent of Value labs. The day came tearing the apron of waiting which has been like a veil between us and our company.
Even now I don't have any confirmation of not returning early.
I wish I would atleast taste the lunch today, if fortune favours atleast the snacks and most of all, the evening ending in value labs.
The delightful day in my life carrier may be this one or another.
bye for now.
"

I owe a lot to you

Another post dedicating to someone who made a change in my life.
Majjiga Kishore Reddy
I fondly call him Kishore garu. He is much elder to me; when I joined my first job, he was 10 years older to me.
I never thought of these quesions.
what it takes to exercise? how does it feel to be fit? do you need to exercise? are you interested in physical activities? 
I was always new to the world of physical fitness.
Every alternate day I used to fall sick and my dad almost killed my immunity with all his antibiotics.
Till I joined my first job and met my fitness guru Kishore garu, i never heard of exercise and physical fitness.
I took 2 months of leave during my Engg days when I was affected by rheumatoid arthritis; Doctors couldn't identify what that was and somehow one of them identified it as arthritis.
Can a person in his teen age (I was 18-19 years then) get affected by arthritis? I wasn't sure, nor the doctors.
I was affected by infection, fever every other week, cold, cough etc etc during my schooling.
There was a surprise package though; I won 100% attendance award when I was in my Intermediate (10+1), the reason was that I used to cycle 5-6 kms daily to and from the college which would've made me fit.
I was 21 then and I got my first job in Value labs; It was the year 2004 and I think I met this man, Kishore garu in the year 2005 who introduced me to the word "swimming".
I don't remember how it all started but somehow he invited me and other colleagues in our project to the pool. 
We all went, since no one knows how to swim we had some good time having fun and returned.
I liked it and joined the pool (dolphin swimming pool, banjara hills, hyderabad) for learning. Even Murali ( there are a whole lot of stories on this person to write, I will deal with him seperately in another blog) joined the pool.
Murali learnt fast and he swam 5-10 mts within first 4 days while I was still learning how to move legs and how to breathe inside the water. I became jealous and I wanted to learn faster, that gave me much boost, meanwhile Murali left as he lost interest while I continued learning.
I learnt the free style by the coach; then I started going regularly, I think initially it was 50\- INR per hour( later they increased it to 70\- INR per hour). I continued going and learnt the back style all by myself. It was very tough as I had to learn all by myself, some days it was raining; Since I being stubborn didn't leave the place and continued to learn and learnt the back style too. It was a victory I still cherish. Then for months I continued there swimming the complete pool length and gaining my immunity slowly. Some days kishore garu used to come along with his daughter and wife. His daughter would float with her small rubber tyre.


Later Kishore garu and I went to MCH (municial corporation of hyd) pool at secunderabad for a month. the pool being a government one wasn't so clean compared to the dolphin pool but there were lot of trainers there who taught all the basics to the students and elders.
I learnt the perfect free style technique there and I never looked back from then.
Kishore garu used to accompany with me daily around 5.30 to 6 AM to this pool; it was 10 kms from each of our homes.


Later I joined the mighty Gachibowly Swimming pool, kishore garu came once/twice but couldn't continue as its too long from his place (vijay nagar colony).
I almost went for a year to the Gachibowly stadium (having rest in between whenever I met with accidents on the gachibowly to lingampally road).
Suresh sir, the coach at the pool taught me butterfly stroke and breast stroke, there by making me a full fledged swimmer. 
After so many years I still remember kishore garu without whom I would never have exercised and would never have built my immunity and strength.
I became a fitness freak since then and with coming to Australia I almost became a nutritionist and a body builder and even started writing blogs on nutrition and fitness.


Some people make big impact in your life; some teach you what is life while some come along with you and experience your life (spouse).
There are very few who changes your life for ever and here is this man who did this to me.


Kishore Garu, you changed my life 7 years ago and I am still enjoying the change.
I owe to you a lot and a lot more.

You are what you are

This post has been pending for sometime since he has left Australia.


This is dedicated to you Chetan bhai.


The word "bhai" added to your name not by chance but by love and by appreciation; we all know its not your sir name and its a crown to you.
I remember the early days when you came to the account, we used to talk on phone.
You gave us full freedom to work on the issues and you would always support us and encourage us.
I won't talk much about the work as I have more good things to say about you other than work.
I've never been outside India and you gave me the chance to visit Australia and work here; I've almost completed a year and I should thank you for what you've done for me.
I remember the days when you introduced me to the customers and other colleagues in Fosters.
Being a true leader, you guided me and introduced me to the Aussie culture :) I've done things which I never dreamed of doing in my life.
I was new to the place but you made me at ease.
I should appreciate your perseverance, your patience and your skills at managing things. 
I know people failed to recognize you but not we, we know what you are.
You've been my friend and guide again when you visited Aus for the second time; I was feeling lonely and was looking for company and there you were being a true friend, consoling me and our friends and spending your valuable time with us.
You brought the bonding that we missed; you taught us the importance of being together.
We appreciate your fighting skills and your spirit of believing in what you do.
You are a true champion and with all the love and affection, here is my post dedicating to you.


Thank you Chetan Bhai.

@ back home

Its been 6 weeks since my last visit to the Gym in Melbourne; the difference is obvious.
I gained paunch, weighing almost the same as was 6 weeks ago but lost my fitness.
I lost my fairness due to the heat in Tenali/Guntur/Chennai.
I lost my biceps, thigh muscles, my hips, muscles in the chest, my back muscle etc.
I lost my V shape. I gained fat under my belly, due to the traditional Indian food.
Trans fats in the Oil we use there, eating plenty of white rice, plenty of sugar and plenty of everything.
I did try to jog for some days (4 times I think) and did a lot of walking in the sun which affected my health but couldn't regain my fitness.
It was terrible in my home town, temperatures soaring around 30-35, too humid, daily 8-10 hours of power cut due to the telangana struggle in AP. It was simply awful experience there (only w.r.t weather)
Since its been awhile that I've been outside India it was good being there, among the locals. speaking in your mother tongue, visiting my relatives and handing their gifts.
Parents, grandparents, brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles. Its good.
Though there were some anxious moments but all went well, thanks to god and to my perseverance.
I tried not to lose cool and the results came out good.
Yes, its so easy to be away from home but difficult to come back; you want to be back when you are away and you want to go away when you stay longer at your home.
Its different and its good; an experience staying in your home after living for a while in the world's most liveable city(Melbourne).


I know this post is quite boring, i just don't feel writing now but had to write something as its been a while coming back to my Blog........

Does every son feel the same

I can now see the evolution of life in my life too.
My parents are growing old, my dad behaving like a child, shouting, scolding, laughing loudly, thinking too much, cracking jokes etc etc.


I can see me loosing patience towards my mother and father, I started showing my dissent towards my dad and mom. I've now become a typical son who just doesn't listen to what his parents say; who sees his parents as additional responsibility but not as a part of his family.


I know I am different and not like other sons but all these typical features of a son slowly started emerging.
I am trying to avoid my father, i don't want him to meet my relatives, friends.
I don't want to visit him often.
I want to control him, i want to tell him always that I am right and he is wrong.
I tell him that I am superior to him.
I say that he didn't do anything for my well being and I did everything on my own to be what I am.
I tell him that I don't care what he thinks and I would do what I wanted to do.
I feel I am more energetic and more strong than him and also question him how did he acquire those diseases
I see him as an intruder in my life.
I want to restrict the amount of money I give to him every month.
I get angry whenever he asks me money.
I shout at him for not doing those things and instead waiting for me to do.
I despise him.
I criticize every step he takes and does.


I never knew I would be feeling/doing all these things but this started soon.
This is the evolution of life; after 10-20 years I could see my son/daughter asking me questions and I scolding them for nothing; The cycle repeats, another 25 years and they start doing the same to me.
Is this life? Does everyone fall in the same category?
Are every son and father the same?
Every son eventually becomes a father and he could see his reflections. 
This evolution cycle rotates and rotates and never stops; life moves on, people change roles and a new life starts, there are no stops and no pauses in life.


I hope and wish I won't be the same as my father when I become a father.