tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167552083516891282024-03-08T00:13:44.568+05:30Eternal SunshineFonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-26207923674795679552010-12-07T12:50:00.007+05:302010-12-07T15:03:57.465+05:30Ab Tera kya hoga Johnny...????<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547865639653571522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJg0L40b0w8jKOVePV42D9CXUG66pkloDq1E8Y0tbhgZIbNx7BedMYEywBojoTqc6Tx_o9bizXrW7V7HkB598FdzYuZDbl1ab5qdc623DIjx3CZTeGUiaO5F95FG8ACGaAT3-SNef2Q9u1/s320/tera-kya-hoga-johnny.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px;" /><br />
<div>Apparently Tutu Sharma thinks "There is a <strong>slight divide</strong> in the way films are made in India and internationally". </div><br />
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<div>The ex-producer of Masala movies like "Rajkumar", "Gharwali Baharwali" and "Khullam Khulla Pyaar Karen" thinks that "filmmakers must understand the need for <strong>tweaking </strong>their projects to international taste "</div><br />
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<div>He adds "The use of background music is subtle abroad, the use of music is much lesser...technically they are much advanced. So filmmakers in India should consider these small changes before taking films to international markets," </div><br />
<div></div><div>Wait a minute... </div><div></div><br />
<div>What about having a real script for the movie? What will it take for these producers to realize that a movie has to have a script. It can not forever follow the formula of 5:2:1:3 ( 5 songs, 2 romance scenes, 1 rape, 3 fights) or 6:3:3:7 with a different set of actors in a different plot. </div><div></div><br />
<div>The movies like Peepli live and My name is khan were able to address masses across boundaries because they had a story to tell and not just marketing as Tutu saab suspects..</div><br />
<div></div><div>Tutu sharma's 'Tera Kya Hoga Johnny' is due to hit the theaters this Dec 17th after a long wait in the box since 2008. </div><br />
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<div><a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/tera-kya-hoga-johnny-will-finally-release/136659-8-66.html?from=tn">More...</a></div>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-71018961199334199752010-11-25T09:21:00.003+05:302010-11-25T09:39:45.524+05:30Who's the BIG B<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kutty_Srank">Kutty srank</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paleri_Manikyam">Paleri Manikyam</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pazhassi_Raja_(film">Kerala Varma Pazhassi Raja</a> Three exceptional movies, Seven vibrant charactors, One Brilliant actor, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mammootty">Muhammed Kutty</a>, All this in one calender year in itself is an achievement.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTP1hF7w1UTO_mZNf5anGiAp2GRrQPbXKhVsDtfx61JeidhJd-GJOlqGbWM71LPhq_8wsyqDvWXipUs_MTawokuM1-T9ZeZywu28knlhML-V_sAPfCxv462nZu5hWysc9zbnz38S56bkyn/s1600/wall_1024x768_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543332460351561426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTP1hF7w1UTO_mZNf5anGiAp2GRrQPbXKhVsDtfx61JeidhJd-GJOlqGbWM71LPhq_8wsyqDvWXipUs_MTawokuM1-T9ZeZywu28knlhML-V_sAPfCxv462nZu5hWysc9zbnz38S56bkyn/s320/wall_1024x768_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><p></p><p>I don't intend talk about how and why Bachan sab got National award for his critically acclaimed <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paa_(film">Paa </a>, in which he plays a boy with a rare genetic condition known as progeria when the makeup artists (Christein Tinsley and Dominie Till) were more deserving candidates for that award more than the the BIG B himself. </p><p>Nor do I intend to praise Mammoty's acting skills and his dedication towards doing good movies which are not block busters in the box office, when he could like other Actors earn more by simply showing his head in commercial Mambo Jumbo and advertisements. </p><p>Instead I would take this opportunity to recommend the following movies for the benefit of those who have missed them. Get a copy from your nearest DVD store and enjoy the ride.</p><br /><p><strong>1. Paleri Manikyam</strong><br /></p><p><strong>2. Kutti Srank</strong></p><p><strong>3. Kerala Cafe</strong></p><p><strong>4. Pranchiyettan</strong></p><br /><br /><p>Also Read:</p><p>I’m happy my films won eight national awards: Mammootty </p><p> <a href="http://www.thaindian.com/newsportal/entertainment/im-happy-my-films-won-eight-national-awards-mammootty_100429182.html">More...<br /></p></a>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-31149899965870070022010-11-24T12:06:00.008+05:302010-11-24T12:28:29.901+05:30Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows - A good build up or A complete let down<span style="color:#333399;"><strong>2 /5</strong><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxGUwr-I2Xo8IZc4nip50D_EopsVZkD2PewCCXdWGLsKjhvXQSsyiOpuwlLQMQJn9CkIgarN4ueRH4HH0mB6mMD7i5CAKeCJwnP95cB1YmqQ68bEMuFtxxZGhlFlICceDDtwrZhrJE_4Z/s1600/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie_poster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543003649669775602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxGUwr-I2Xo8IZc4nip50D_EopsVZkD2PewCCXdWGLsKjhvXQSsyiOpuwlLQMQJn9CkIgarN4ueRH4HH0mB6mMD7i5CAKeCJwnP95cB1YmqQ68bEMuFtxxZGhlFlICceDDtwrZhrJE_4Z/s320/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a> The first part of the season finale of Potter's magical world hit the screens world wide last week. As always the expectations were high and the buzz was in the air with almost all the multiplexes showcasing the gryffindorians in most of their screens.<br /><div><div><div><br />Having read the whole series and watched all the franchise movies, I went to the theater with a very low expectation. </div><br /><div>The movie was engaging as well as entertaining, with some good action sequences with good camera work and great graphics. </div><br /><div>The most interesting sub plot from the book along with other sequences was the one in witch how Harry and friends were learning how to with the arrogant and adamant house elf at the Black's house who was now Harry's servant. The sub plot with <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magical_creatures_in_Harry_Potter#Kreacher">Kreature </a>and the gryffindorians went completely missing from the movie. </div><br /><div>Unlike the the previous episode, Harry potter and The half blood prince this movie had lesser light moments. The only laughs that got generated in the theatre was from the sounds my 11 month old kid was making.</div><br /><div>The stand outs of the movie are the performances from its lead characters and some brilliant cinematography. Rupert Grint (Ronald Weasley) has yet again showcased his acting skills wonderfully and is maturing to be a good 'English' actor every year passing. </div><div><br />Instead of working on a good standalone movie, the writers concentrated on a action packed build up for the season finale. And to a good extend they have succeeded. So if you don't compare between the book and the movie, You might get entertained this coming weekend. </div><div><br />Alohomora.... </div></div></div>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-79524846608020026722010-08-04T08:36:00.001+05:302010-08-04T08:36:02.515+05:30Fall of a Giant<span xmlns=''><p>On October 23, 2000, Yokozuna died from heart failure in his room at the Moat House Hotel, Liverpool, England while he was on an independent wrestling tour in Europe.[1] It was speculated in the days following his passing that lifelong arachnophobe Yokozuna may have suffered a heart attack due to the shock of seeing a spider in his hotel room. The tour promoter Brian Dixon said that Yokozuna had a clause written into his contract to "have his dressing rooms and hotel rooms swept 30 minutes before he entered them to make sure there were no spiders".[39] Yokozuna died at the weight of 770 lb (350 kg)<br /></p><p><br /> </p><p>Courtesy: <a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodney_Anoa%27i'>Wikipedia</a>. </p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-77296612727767441622010-06-07T09:20:00.001+05:302010-06-07T09:20:19.601+05:30Looks like….<span xmlns=''><p>It looks like we have a responsible government. <br /></p><p>25% stake for public will protect the public from losing their investment (to an extent) due to market speculations which are more or less based on mere rumors based on half baked facts. <br /></p><p><a href='http://www.moneycontrol.com/news/cnbc-tv18-comments/25-public-holding-must-for-all-listed-cos-govt_462228.html'>BRAVO</a>..</p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-88222999842990687342010-05-31T09:34:00.001+05:302010-05-31T09:34:35.624+05:30Finally… They have approved my Application<span xmlns=''><p>Sometimes simple things in life becomes so complicated that you end up feeling miserable and whatever you think about is depressing and then you start feeling so terrible that you are sure that there is no light at the end of tunnel. Most of the times you come out of these situation and then you discover that all those worries have become sweet memories. <br /></p><p>Sometimes in life we have lot of fun and we enjoy a lot over a long period of time then finally something terrible happens, and then you figure out that all that happiness was based on lie. From that moment all those nice experiences becomes a nightmare and you start re evaluating all that happened. <br /></p><p>Some other times you have a terrible run. You are made to suffer a lot over a long period of time. You suffer so much that you start thinking "what is the point". Finally you realize that you have achieved a greater Happyness at the end of all misery. From that point all those miseries becomes sweet memories.<br /></p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-26799901543728917252010-05-25T14:21:00.002+05:302010-05-25T14:26:57.595+05:30TablesHow many times in life have you seen the Tables Turning. Still always forgets the need to respect your subordinates.<br /><br />Very Bad . . . . ! ! ! ! <br /><br />Kandukandangirikkum janangale kandillennu varuthunna THUMBAVAAN.<br />Randu Naalu Dinam kondoruthane Thandilethi naduthanna THUMBAVAAN.Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-88952347216591575592010-05-17T13:36:00.002+05:302010-05-17T13:49:53.919+05:30Good and Evil<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkaDqWSBOBprIBUNpYADwzBV5ocQ0nuXz8Z34fMIcp5BxoXXUMTFAqzcTvPogPSp9__gMjB97-ptQX2LBXEh0DPLD1MKZFUwBMDxxBDPriYMNKqNdpbEOu1u4VrqtU-o0KZfbu7IGJHLz/s1600/evil_smiley.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472150742466555762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkaDqWSBOBprIBUNpYADwzBV5ocQ0nuXz8Z34fMIcp5BxoXXUMTFAqzcTvPogPSp9__gMjB97-ptQX2LBXEh0DPLD1MKZFUwBMDxxBDPriYMNKqNdpbEOu1u4VrqtU-o0KZfbu7IGJHLz/s200/evil_smiley.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div>He is a good person. He is a gentleman. She is a lady. She is a very wonderful person. We classify people based on certain criterion at given point in time. criterion keeps changing with Time, space and situation. Sometimes good and bad are different for different people. Something good for one person can be bad for another. Theft, Murder, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Adultery</span>, Terrorism, Fight against Terrorism, Alcoholism, Smoking... May it be anything raging from updating the miles you ran every day on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">facebook</span> to murdering 100s of people with just one click of a button; People seems to have different opinion of them being Good or Bad.<br />In My opinion Good is somebody who makes a mistake and then never repeats it and Evil is a person who keeps on doing the same mistake again and again.</div>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-17128235325329560472010-03-08T22:26:00.004+05:302010-03-08T22:29:26.000+05:30A Friend in Need is A friend INDEEDThat was a really wise <a href="http://books.google.com.mx/books?id=9iMEv8nuE4EC&pg=PA142&lpg=PA142&dq=friend+in+need+is+the+friend+indeed+bear&source=bl&ots=9c79rf1vIY&sig=-Op14fuFjWwclyakzvRhaA0oPAw&hl=en&ei=ZiyVS-buHIPasQO3z_z8Aw&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CAkQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=friend%20in%20need%20is%20the%20friend%20indeed%20bear&f=false">Bear</a>.Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-24486156783841204752010-02-15T23:10:00.003+05:302010-02-15T23:35:02.372+05:30When Life becomes a 'GAME' with no rulesOn lookers (If they are not indifferent) can only pity.<br /><br />Other players are either cheated or they are beaten.<br /><br />Anyways one thing is for sure nobody will win in the end.Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-11603665770112505002010-02-07T07:08:00.002+05:302010-02-11T03:14:08.563+05:30Everything starts from ZeroCome on.. After all I am an Indian<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/0_%28number%29">.. </a>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-8238614383340507132010-02-03T21:59:00.002+05:302010-02-03T22:02:44.740+05:30Good happens to those who are good..Open your Eyes you can 'see' God. :)<br /><br />*P, H no offense.Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-77400589302253615782010-01-27T03:19:00.001+05:302010-01-27T03:19:57.747+05:30MaaYun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin<br />Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa<br />Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa<br />Tujhe Sab Hain Pata,,Meri Maa<br /><br />Bheed Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe<br />Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Maa<br />Bhej Na Itna Door Mujkko Tu<br />Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Maa<br />Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa<br />Kya Itna Bura Meri Maa<br /><br />Jab Bhi Kabhi Papa Mujhe<br />Jo Zor Se Jhoola Jhulate Hain Maa<br />Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe<br />Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Thaamegi Maa<br /><br />Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin<br />Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa<br />Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin<br />Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa<br /><br />-Courtesy<br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prasoon_Joshi">Prasoon Joshi</a>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-60091220979505963582010-01-22T06:56:00.003+05:302010-01-22T06:57:59.490+05:30Toilet PapersReligion is as good as <i>toilet papers</i> as long as it does not make a person a better human being. <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-36317115656366714262010-01-13T03:52:00.001+05:302010-01-13T03:54:49.854+05:3026th December 2009You were lying there on ruby's Lap Motionless. You were pale and breathless, I took my eye off the Camera's view finder and I saw you lying there, thousands of emotions came rushing into my consciousness. Overwhelmed with emotions and a camera to handle, I became completely indifferent of what was happening around me. When you were struggling to catch your first breath, I was standing there smiling and wondering who you were looking like. Every Now and then I took a break from filming to try and figure out what to think.<br /><br />Looking Back, the journey from Two to Three was not just a jump of a digit but a gradual increment of millions of decimals. From running around to find Notary public to make affidavit for marriage to running around the bumpy roads of Bangalore to induce labor, was a long journey, One with many ups and downs.<br /><br />You have started your journey with whom must be the most unlikely parents the world can ever throw at you. Parenting and being a role model was the last things we had in mind when we decided it was time we brought you to this material world. At this point in time I have only one advice to share with you "No Lesson is a Lesson unless you have learned from your own experience".Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-48183761952316625192009-02-20T14:35:00.005+05:302009-02-20T14:54:57.112+05:30Lights.. Camera... Action...It is very strange how people actually become what they are. What made them the way they are. What are the influences of the decisions he takes as an adult, on his life... on his character.. on his Story.<br /><br />Looking back I really wonder if I had decided to do this at that point of time would it had been like that now rather than being like this.<br /><br />Strange thoughts engulfing me...<br /><br />Was it this 'One decision' that changed my life or was it a series of events that were taking place since I started "realizing" the world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQilNwqmWLOBpit5EOiyyrTU5qiZi7wiZXy0BhMPdF7POIPjo9KSeILjsIV1bEKEoDhDTDOJHACMl830Y1nyZjjj_YJHeVP1mEgneMNC3L15WdAV92YZVJsYRYygXx1x9BrTXx6snWAoq/s1600-h/Lights+Camera+Action+Cutouts+%28Pack+of+3%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwQilNwqmWLOBpit5EOiyyrTU5qiZi7wiZXy0BhMPdF7POIPjo9KSeILjsIV1bEKEoDhDTDOJHACMl830Y1nyZjjj_YJHeVP1mEgneMNC3L15WdAV92YZVJsYRYygXx1x9BrTXx6snWAoq/s320/Lights+Camera+Action+Cutouts+%28Pack+of+3%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304807140623425714" border="0" /></a>From a "Director's" point of view, Everything seems to me to be so Perfect... Like a Movie with all the Characters playing their roles to perfection... Story Unveiling itself maintaining the suspense and thrill till the end... Twist and turns at the most unexpected Corridors... And the most Wonderful Climax... and at the end, The Dialogue..<br /><br />"Picture abhi khatam nahinn huwi hai mere dost"<br /><br />and The New beginning of yet anther story.. With the same cast and crew...Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-42915390004497248322008-12-11T13:27:00.001+05:302008-12-11T13:27:32.485+05:30The Bridges of Madison County (1995)<span xmlns=''><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Arial'>For F.<br /></span></code></pre></p><p><br /> </p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>There is a rapture on the lonely shore,<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>There is society, where none intrudes,<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>By the deep sea, and music in its roar:<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>I love not man the less, but Nature more,<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>From these our interviews, in which I steal<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>From all I may be, or have been before,<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>To mingle with the Universe, and feel<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em>What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.<br /></em></span></code></pre></p><p><br /> </p><p><pre><code><span style='font-family:Verdana'><em> -- Lord Byron, (George Gordon)</em></span><span style='font-family:Arial'> Gordon)<br /></span></code></pre></p><p><br /> </p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'> For R.<br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>Life is about the choices we make or not make. It's not often when you think "This kind of certainty comes just once but in a life time". You see the whole life in front of you and all you have to do is just take one single decision. The one decision which may change your life forever or just make those 3 or 4 days the best days in your life. The four days that will keep you reminding of what your life could have been. <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>The trip from Bangalore to Kochi via Mangalore was the longest one in my life. Each moment I saw myself being left behind further and further. I was trying to bury "the myself" which I had discovered when I was with you. I could feel it every moment that my life is slipping away from my hands. My life was getting completely out of my control. <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'> What would have happened if I had just walked away... How would our life have been If I had just let the circumstances to dictate terms with me. <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>Each day after I took that decision to walk out is a gift, a gift you gave to me, for I had already died on that sunny Friday afternoon.<br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'> -Fonceur</span></p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-47078181428025755902008-11-27T20:24:00.002+05:302008-11-27T21:59:44.548+05:30Living on the Edge<span xmlns=""><p>The recent terror attack on the financial capital of India is throwing light to many fears which are buried beneath the darkest portions of our hearts. Questions are being raised on safety, well being, Identity even the very existence of oneself. Our Future as a nation, as a family or as an individual hangs in uncertainty when the terror agents performs their acts. A moment you think everything is fine next moment something horrific happens.<br /></p><p>With the News channels and Internet doing their jobs to perfection, common man is bombarded with the latest updates and news. He is no longer happy. He sees himself in the shoes of the people who have lost their most near and dear ones for the faults they did not commit.<br /></p><p>He starts searching for reasons. He crosses everybody to find Answers.<br /></p><p>One after the other the world is putting him under constant pressure. Whether it may be terror attacks or the global economic crisis or the petrodollar conflict, He finds himself at the receiving end every single time. With nowhere to run or hide the common is made to face the harsh realities.<br /></p><p>He prays for a peaceful world, a peaceful country a peaceful family. But his prayers are hitting 'blind' ears. There is nobody to help him out. The people he looks for help are in greater need of help.<br /></p><p>He is not a Warrior, he doesn't want a Revolution. All he wants is to 'LIVE'.<br /></p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-9417294831351416482008-10-06T18:27:00.000+05:302008-10-06T18:28:06.821+05:30Choose wearing HelmetIt is better than being the next "HELL" metFonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-28696776911955690112008-08-25T14:49:00.007+05:302008-08-25T17:00:40.578+05:30TalkingI have hitherto had no desire to blog. I know that such an admission instantly puts me as a misfit in the blog /blogger/blogging world.But being the part owner of a blog ( gleefully bestowed on by Fonceur) here I am a blogger.To be truthful it is not just the part ownership to a blog that is driving me on incessant persuasion from the co- owner and sarcastic tendencies that need vent have a major part to play.<br />Now that I have committed myself to blog let me wonder why people do have an urge to blog.It can be that a blog lends itself to the function that a private diary has but then again think of the lengths to which a diary owner goes to keep the diary private so although a blog might answer a similar purpose a blog isn't just the same . A blog or most blogs are meant to be read and commented by friends , or by strangers.So I think a sense of showmanship is an essential component an extrovert gets to proclaim herself and an introvert gets to blog in relative anonymity. So most bloggers are out here to get a word in the babel and so heres one more blogger<br /> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >let me add my word too</span><br /></span><br /><br />and yes this going to be an erratic blogger who has no intention to post dutifully everyday. But since this blog has so a far allowed comments , comment spats and more I too will follow the tradition.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-17376922852120372172008-08-24T17:34:00.002+05:302008-08-24T17:36:32.522+05:30Karzzz(2008)Aadi Kalikkeda kochuraama ...<br />Chaadi kalikkeda kochuraama...*<br /><br />* A song attached with monkey dancing to the tunes of its care taker.Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-77266140571121865192008-08-13T12:37:00.002+05:302008-08-13T12:40:14.951+05:30Small World BIG Man<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdLy0ZNyxb87QOnimjx8_8FMajNL2fJXlQcIHl5qgKhqdD8U8Z4DP9IAbRsykoCqzCF3I0gnFN2nningktEk5_Xkk4gnGyVVUIAxuvMnHFFJQ0PevylqFT9HAhpKE_C4DFYQH1fr7SoSX/s1600-h/gorilla_roar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxHaet0Hh8n4W0Ut354yRrMK0Pt4M0uNdkEgZ8rzaJrgyRTrAhxk53rD8XCy_9i9mtQYol5jO4fqfeHW_aluD6pNr4rTffqvCoVqGFzud9t_oh_tE9NX__YfUikxf90f3oKBRG_AJkgcGK/s320/Poster_21164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233896012360047826" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInEVgePxzliy8KoCtf9zlyUHRZIyQaxwiPQSPCgNfjcKjjqxYIGIwV6HyHHWAqDBd_J2A8lg2kYE_HBqRi99m9y45ngdX71p7CV963_pNFQg4jhAXFzk8VDYXe8Ev-35hbXS4o94-urer/s1600-h/0_22_king_kong.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInEVgePxzliy8KoCtf9zlyUHRZIyQaxwiPQSPCgNfjcKjjqxYIGIwV6HyHHWAqDBd_J2A8lg2kYE_HBqRi99m9y45ngdX71p7CV963_pNFQg4jhAXFzk8VDYXe8Ev-35hbXS4o94-urer/s320/0_22_king_kong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233895703624218914" border="0" /></a>Apologize or else..!!!!Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-52762945580883589832008-06-29T18:08:00.004+05:302008-06-29T19:00:54.345+05:30Love, Marriage, Relationship, Family, Values and INDIAIndia is a country of Monkey eating Wild Men. They eat Soups made out of Animal's Eye Balls. They eat brains of live animals and 70% of them live in the wilds.<br /><br />Thanks to Indiana Jones Patrik has a good hands on Knowledge about India and its culture.<br /><br />60 years of independence, Freedom, equality, fraternity, Secularism and what not.<br /><br />Nuclear technology, Nano Technology, Information Technology, Space Technology. The Fastest Growing Economy in the world. Investors Paradise.<br /><br />At the verge of the 21st century we are still in the dark ages though we are wearing cotton clothes our brains are still living in the wilds along the monkeys. I mean on banyan trees. Age Old Banyan Trees. Like 5000 Years old trees.<br /><br />You Know Wild Jungles. The ones which are so wild even wild animals fear living in. Our Heads are still there.<br /><br />Question: Is it allowed for a girl to talk to a guy in India.<br /><br />Answer: Hell No. You have get prior Permission from her parents. and you have to fix the marriage with her and you have to do all that social bullshit then you can talk to her.<br /><br />Question: What is marriage in India?<br />Answer: Parents finding a Person for their Children to sleep with, Because they cant sleep with them no more.<br /><br />Religion, Cast, Creed Nothing is a bar here. Everybody thinks alike. You go see the world. You live there. You are world citizen and you come back you are the same old monkey again.<br /><br />For May "Lyf iS aLl aBt sUfFerInZ". They jump from one sUfFerIn to the next. There is no time where they have peace. Still they are the Proud Indian Monkey and proud to be one too...<br /><br />In the land where DDLJ runs for 10 Years with out a break and still running, People keep their mouth Open when somebodies daughter/son wants to get married to someone he/she likes. Their Bloody head goes down when his or her brother/sister marries his/her love. They cant face the society. They cant go out in public. They are ashamed of themselves and their sibling.<br /><br />SUCH a SHAME.<br />SUCH a SHAME.<br />SUCH a SHAME.<br /><br />The truth is we have no rights to talk about the developing India. The fast Improving The fast Growing, The Greatest.<br /><br />What 'I' as an Indian Need to do is think what am 'I'. I have to Show light to the Darkest Corners of my Mind to see whether there is any dark corners where i need to keep the lantern of free thinking.<br /><br />We have to free our minds from the clutches of Monkey Business and then we can start boasting about the Great INDIA.<br /><br />Till that Mouh Band Rakne Ka/Vaaye Moodu. .. . (Keep the Mouth Shut)Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-30252168894486762782008-05-22T18:06:00.001+05:302008-05-22T18:06:55.557+05:30JUST IMAGINE<span xmlns=''><p><span style='font-family:Verdana'>A bank which is managed by couple of crazy born rude Arabs, which has to go live in another 20 days because the owner of the bank (who also happened to be the ruler of the country) has given his word to the entire world. The CORE banking system is the most unreliable system in the world and to make things worse there are no users who knows how to make even a simple funds transfer from one account to another.<br /></span></p></span>Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-716755208351689128.post-85929859268878643802008-04-21T11:17:00.002+05:302008-12-10T06:11:30.708+05:30Kenyan files<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduDJ-FsTtsgHZ9WnqZo1H46kfOQKGjPkcnufRfkRAX4OUjtXmX0bx-2uNa0aCpGDXsD7wo83s8xboMyf9g7wTKYjzHCRGr6sybj4rKDrtsJxQ8cF_G38ww-kIYgZfXpDmD4kX0OznIxu3/s1600-h/IMG_0223.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduDJ-FsTtsgHZ9WnqZo1H46kfOQKGjPkcnufRfkRAX4OUjtXmX0bx-2uNa0aCpGDXsD7wo83s8xboMyf9g7wTKYjzHCRGr6sybj4rKDrtsJxQ8cF_G38ww-kIYgZfXpDmD4kX0OznIxu3/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191571605980855458" border="0" /></a><br />Coming Soon...Fonceurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643369063406933129noreply@blogger.com3