Tashan

Who? What? Where? How? How? How?
It is not a bad movie. Its plain ajeeb. Ek dum wierd.

Why a short post ?!
I don't have much else to say. Well, consider it to be my 'tashan'. :P





Update**

Mail today -Disclaimers

Sripuram, Golden Temple/Swarna Devalayam

After what seemed like two hours of boredom, stuffed in a Qualis with a bunch of adults, and two boys, whose sole intention in life was to kick around a spherical sack of air all over a field. Oh yes, 2 packs of Kurkure and 4 packs of Bingo, we reached Vellore. Sripuram Swarna Devalayam, was the place where we were headed, by the way.

Honestly, from the outside, the first thing that caught our eye was this humongous palace like restaurant, Sri Annalakshmi Hotel, pure vegetarian :P. Well anyway! That was not it. So my folks got down to take the Darshan tickets and we waited barefoot, hoping we could get in faster. All around, it was like a typical Vaikuntham Complex scene, and as we went in the scene changed into being something which was totally out of this world, like some Mysore Maharaja's palace and those long free courtyards in Jodhaa Akbar. We walked and walked through a star shaped pathway and by the side, these spiritually enlightening boards kept our eyes some company. The area enclosed in the star shaped pathway was beautifully landscaped. With stone sculptures from the bygone era and stragetically placed flowers and crafted highs and lows. The blue mountains in the backdrop brought more appeal to the entire setting. The inner parts of the temple complex had the main "Gopuram" set in the centre with water around it. And the walk towards the "Gopuram" made into a natural circumambulation. The line moved slowly then and I was only glad, because overlooking the pool of water and the pure gold Temple reflecting through it was treat for the eyes. It kept getting darker and the more beautiful it kept getting. Coins and Notes were thrown into the pool and to my surprise I even saw some business cards floating around! And as we walked towards the main deity, it was only more pleasurable than Tirupati, because the staff was genial and the at the same time had control of the crowd, as each volunteer smiled and told us to move on in English, Telugu and Tamil, we only felt obliged in a nice way! :)
Post darshan, we recieved Prasadam and then we walked back through the same star shaped pathway, which looked all the more beautiful with the lighting.

This Temple is a photographer's delight. Trust me. If only they allowed cameras ! :(

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Mail today : Disclaimers

Mail today : Teenage Chennai girl vents her angst .
LOL.
I feel the need to put up disclaimers.
I am NOT a depressed soul :P
I am NOT going to commit suicide or any such thing. I love the life I am living. Its kinda fun.
Poetry is just a way I vent my pent-up emotions, Once they are out, they are OUT. I am an aspiring Journalist and one day maybe a fulltime poet! :D
"the suicide of a 16- yearold- boy whom she knew in school sends Mocking Spirit further down the abyss as if she wasnt half- way down already"
No. I am sad he had to die such a way. Usually people get upset when people they knew die. Period.

Anyway, thanks Mail Today for calling my blog, an interesting read and I sympathise with you in all ways about the issue you wanted to cover. :)
Thanks for the free publicity. Really. :)


Update**
The Link is back. :O

Interior Monologue II

You started it.
No, you did.
Bull shit!

Some words are definite.

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I love you.
Really?
Yes.
Go suck on eggs.

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Blue. Green. Blue. Green. Red.
Mixed up.

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It's a beautiful night,
you see that?
No, I can't. I am blind.

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That's a blur. Re-take. Use flash.

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The phone is ringing,
Pick it up.
Who is it?
- Life.

So long

Walking on the stony path,
I see life at a distance.
I was always running after it. Unable to catch it.
Its like a daze, this existence of mine.

I walk barefoot. The tiny pebbles press against my foot.
Feels like a pin-prick, jolting me back into reality.
A truth that was perhaps oblivious all the while, comes alive
Hits me hard in the head...

I walk down the stony path, to jump across the ledges in a hope to catch life that probably was with me all the while.

Yoghurt

Its been 3 years since I have been using orkut. I have had my moments of addiction, hate and nonchalance towards it, but not once did I actually click or even think of clicking on those tiny links : Add to crush list/hot list. I see no point really. So you have a crush on this girl, golly! So you add her to your crush list and wait prospiciently for her to add you to her crush list too and you can probably think of living a happy life together... say never ? Its quite a jumble. NOBODY cares about the lists. I repeat, NOBODY except hormone raging 12 going on 13 teens maybe, but they are not people really!
I don't see myself expressing my liking over a click of button. No. Especially when it has to work bothways! :D
This whole "secret crush list" is so OC type and pathetic. Atleast on Orkut. So there are a bunch of lists. If I am stupid enough to add someone to my list, what is the damn guarantee that- that person will add me too? What if he does not give a damn about the lists ? So am I supposed wait all eternity for the guy to be stupid enough or desperate enough to use the feature? Makes no sense. For all I know, the secret could remain a secret till he deletes his account and then vanish into thin air. While I wait. The lists serve zilch purpose. Does anybody use Orkut FOR the lists? No. No. No. Oh dear God! I hope not.