Tuesday, March 21, 2017

World Sparrow Day

Summer afternoons with a tired mom, elderly grandpa and irritable older sister left me lonely…well almost. This is a kuruvi kadhai (sparrow story) on World Sparrow Day. It was the sparrow that kept me fully occupied those humid, boring afternoons. At first, Amma Sparrow built a nest above our big heater in the bathroom. Namma Ooru Summer meant that no heater was ever switched on. So we had bits and pieces of those brown sticks and twigs from the nest regularly falling on our heads. It didn’t help my curly shock of hair one bit. The other problem was that the sparrow eggs were tender and tiny and likely to fall from their perch on the heater. Then, after a couple of eggs were ruined having accidentally rolled out of the nest onto the bathroom floor, the ladies of the house moved the nest carefully to our long, wide verandah. Amma Sparrow didn’t seem to object. Soon we had a few baby fledglings. Those baby sparrows were simply delightful. And they kept me out of the way of the angry Akka, snoozing Thatha and busybee Amma. Two of them managed to gain independence really fast. The 3 rd was a bit slow but tried her best. She became my playmate. There was a drain hole in the floor of the verandah that seemed clogged towards the outlet. It was like a tunnel for the baby sparrow, and am sure she could see the light at the end of it. This baby sparrow couldn’t fly yet but clearly felt ready for some exploration. So, she would try to scuttle into the drain hole. I was terribly worried that she would get stuck there or worse, fall out of the drainhole from the first floor. So, I would put my two fingers in and gently grasp her teeny tail and tug her back out. She would then look a bit confused and again waddle into the hole trying to stuff her tiny body right in before I could catch her tail. But I would always make it in time to tug her back out, tail first, with her expression of resignation still fresh in my mind. I would then happily cradle her soft furry body in my palms before letting her loose to try her luck in the clogged drain hole again. This was our game. It was a never ending one. Rather like this post :-P 
True story. Love sparrows.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

GRR, parents of babies at the movies!

I love babies too. They're cute, innocent, cuddly and what not.

But please don't bring them to a movie theater because there are some souls like me who would like to take a break from routines and sit back and watch a movie in peace in a darkened environment without other unnecessary interruptions.

This couple in the row before me brought one baby each (don't know whether they were twins or what). The babies' crying got louder and louder, but the parents were adamant not to leave, or take the children out for a breather, or even take turns. Why should I and the others in the theater have to put up with this when we have paid for a chilled-out movie experience and driven 45 minutes one-way for it? The movie was a violent one with a lot of fights. The parents should have known better!

I did shush them a few times with a general 'shhh' but nothing worked. Hmph.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Rumbumbum Arumbum...AARAMBAM

"Keep it simple."
"Make it simple."
"...Simple."



Ajith's (Thala) punch dialogues started off this way. So, am going to keep it simple. Anyway it's a simple plot. And the movie sequences make simpletons out of us. Saying it's Mumbai and then showing us Chennai for it, hmph. That sort of stuff. The simple plot is that an anti-terrorist/bomb squad team loses its officers due to the slipshod quality of the bullet-proof jacket approved by a top cop and politician plus a media person, who all make a lot of money out of it. A surviving member of the bomb squad team -- i.e. our Thala Ajith brings them the gory glory they deserve. Death by various ways. Off a Dubai skyscraper, off few dozen gunshots, off some big bombs, etc.



My dog's name is Rover and the story's over.



Now for the actors (I love this part).


AJITH KUMAR as AK i.e. Ashok Kumar in this film -- is the seemingly anti-hero who is in fact just a hero. I dunno about his acting skills, which really, I cannot comment on for some non-specific reason. It ain't bad and it ain't heart-stopping. Because acting is not the point with this guy whose head full of grey hair has been the talk of the town. His mere personality and consequent style is THE point. The fact is... that he isn't a supremely wonderful dancer like Vijay or a six pack hard-working, beautiful-eyed guy like Suriya, for example. He's a guy you and I may like or even find hot if we met him somewhere. He's very believable as a not-that-young guy with his 50 shades of grey hair, healthy body complete with a comfortingly cushiony tummy area, good legs (not that I saw them heheh), wide shoulders, fit arms and an extremely awesome gait. Sophisticated-looking and understated acting. And unlike some odd salutes and ridiculous-mock-ridiculous expressions, AJIT KUMAR'S style is made of one-liners which are each time delivered deadpan with an expressionless voice and just the way he wears his sunglasses, which is rather er, knee-weakening. I went prepared to scoff, and came away blushing. Seriously stylish man this. And I don't think he's acting!! When he got on to that Ducati, the audience roared and my pulse raced. If you're female, you'll know what I mean about this self-assured actor. Am afraid he's hot.



NAYANTARA is Maya and her relationship with Ajit in the film is rather up-in-the-air (but he did feel her up a few times, so...you never know how many shades of grey were actually there in their relationship). She is smoking hot. Skin, hair, figure, posture, confidence, acting...everything about her clicks.



The babies Arya & Taapsee -- feel sad for Arya, to club him with airhead Taapsee. But they are a pair with one baby-oh baby routine, silly jokes and overall extra silliness. But I guess, that's her part and Arya's cool as the indignant Fat Boy Slim entangled with AJIT and his comic timing is as good as it always is.



Ajit's Aarambam (The Beginning). I guess it will fly because of this style icon AJIT KUMAR. If he acts in a film, it's his and nobody else's these days. I believe it now. He's the crutch this film AARAMBAM and its makers lean heavily on and for his part, AJIT KUMAR - Thala, takes it in his stride and sweeps on, as he dons his coolers in a highly believable, everyday style.



*Sigh*

Monday, October 21, 2013

Coupla roll-the-eyes moments...

The way we live our lives on FB is quite a phenomenon. And now, Facebook Anthakshari. Ssshhhhabaaa. Er, not that I don't enjoy it, but what I find weird is that people are more in a hurry to friend you on FB than in person. There's this person who sent me a friend request. Now, I don't know her really, but at least I have seen her around and know who she is. For this reason, and mainly because I need more people on board the 'networking' space, I accepted her request. The next day, I saw her at a common friend's place and Zap. No sign of recognition. My tentative smile gave way to a shrug. Oh well, see ya on FB methinks. ;-)

Monday, June 24, 2013

Sometimes 'in-your-face'...book.

"OMG, I just sneezed!" "I'm unwell...*sniff*" "I don't like this." "I don't like that." "I saw this movie." "Hey look, my popcorn!" "Happy *whatever* Day!" "See this picture of my perfect... a) family b) children c) husband d) boyfriend e) holiday f) pet" ...and so on. Social networking is not just social networking. It has a lot to do with inflating the ego, broadcasting an opinion, sending subtle and loud messages both to one or more people, talking to self out loud --online, showing off your wit and various other things including photos of yourself and your beloveds'. Sometimes, it gets to be in-your-face and on-your-nerves. The people (er, your 'freinds', I mean), their thoughts, their opinions, their blah-blahs, their pictures, and everything they are crazy about....it can all drive YOU crazy. I considered deactivation, but when you're in a business and your thing includes sales of any kind, eegawd, you gotto brave all this and adopt an 'if you can't beat them, join them' mantra. So I do...so i do.

Friday, June 14, 2013

After a break

What if I cannot write anymore? This is a thought that has been troubling me for a long time now. Before I actually start writing things that other people might read, thought should post something on my old blog teesutalk. Why am i calling it old? it's the ONLY blog I've got:-D Today,something funny happened ...I was driving and spotted a black Volkswagen ahead of me and thought it was my friend's. Painstakingly, I zoomed ahead and manoeuvered into position next to the car all the while trying to check if it was her in the driver's seat. Finally, I got near enough to wave, look at her and catch her attention. I waved wildly and happily beamed at her. In a split second I realised that it was not my friend at all but a stranger -- a very 'zapped' man. The startled guy had a sour-faced woman next to him who I am sure did not break into a smile at this behaviour from me! I quickly shook my hand at them as if to rub off my over-enthusiastic greeting and drove well away. Chuckling at myself, of course. Good start to a morning, people. Better than the mundane, eh.