I watched Unnaipol Oruvan yesterday. To put it in a nutshell, here is a movie worth the money you spend on it. At the outset, let me clarify that I am not an expert at cinema, its techniques or anything else for that matter. What I am saying is my personal opinion only. The movie…
Snippets of conversation…
Me: (With a sigh) All good-looking men are either married, taken, gay or not interested in me! Q: (Equally pensive) True…what to do? (Suddenly waking up to the fact that I mentioned a good-looking guy) But wait! Who are you talking about? Me: (Eyes twinkling) Why? Are you interested? Q: (Nose turned up) Uh? Me?…
Beauty is skin deep…
…they say. But, sometimes I wonder what beauty really means? Tall? Slim? Fair? Big eyes? What exactly? Everywhere, I am treated to the same bullshit. Fair is beautiful. Slim is beautiful. But, how do we know what someone else would consider beautiful? As a teen, I was never confident about my physical appearance. I was…
I learnt from…?
IHM’s latest post makes me wonder what made me what I am today. Where did I learn my ethics and values from? Who taught me my traditions and practices? Where do my beliefs and preferences come from? Let me think… From school, I learnt to pray. I learnt to pray when things go wrong. I…
Ram – the perfect man?
Mahabharata from a woman’s perspective…the conversation with S yesterday set me thinking. I am not familiar enough with the Mahabharata to comment, but the Ramayana? When I first read the Ramayana at the age of 8, I was quite impressed. A dutiful son, a benevolent king, a handsome prince. A perfect man. I was probably…
Deceptively innocent?
D, going through my photos of Onam, shrugs nonchalantly and says, “You are not as innocent as you look.” I look up, confused. Me? Innocent? Did I actually hear someone saying I look innocent? Exasperated, I turn around to face him and say, “D, how dare you even think of calling me innocent?” In case…
Shopping travails…
Ever tried shopping for ladies clothes, or even shoes at exclusive showrooms of international brands in India? No? Well, you are lucky. Don’t. Chances are, you will get out of the shop feeling like a baby elephant, a pregnant blue whale or a combination thereof. Scene 1 – A few months ago – Attempted retail…
Too blasé for love?
Almost echoing my train of thought on love, is this post by Julie. Sometimes, I wonder if I share some sort of psychic connection or something with her. And she wonders the same. Anyway, Julie wants to know if we are ever too blasé for love. Maybe we are. But that’s not the only thing…
Love…???
I am in one of my philosophical moods. I don’t know how long this will last. Maybe it will go away tomorrow or maybe it will last another week, another month…no idea! But when I am in such a mood, it becomes a bit difficult for me to write humour, or anything else non-philosophical for…
This too will pass…
Dharmathin vaazhvadhanai soodhu kavvum, dharmam marubadiyum vellum marumathai nammaley ulangam karkum, vazhi thedi vidhi intha seygai seythaan karumatthai maenmelum kaanbom indru, kattundom poruthiruppom, kaalam maarum dharmathai appodhu vella kaanbom, dhanu undu gaandeevam athan per endran Yesterday, I came across these words, from Bharathi’s Paanchaali Sabatham. Entirely by co-incidence I must say. It immediately prompted me…