Friday, October 10, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
A pinch of salt and a hint of citric acid might preserve the jam for long humid months to come. On the contrary I sincerely wish for an ingredient that purges the JAM and vaporizes it as fast as it builds up. I will surely make such a wish this New Year.
Pushing aside whims and fantasies let us sprinkle some facts. The roads continue to get overloaded as the clock strikes 9; the traffic comes to stand still when the rain water competes with mortals for space. And it is chocked when some maniac bumps into the bumper of a Mercedes. Well the list of scenarios can be easily built by a school kids who patiently waits on his dads bike and prays for the traffic to pile up so that he can miss school. Who knows, if the child’s innocent prayers were actually answered.
One question stands apart and that is "Is there a solution?" I don’t want to reach the destination with dust smeared on face, neatly pressed clothes soiled and with fuel and patience running out. Well one scientist tried to answer the question; he predicted some years ago that, in years to come ic engines will be seen only in museums. Unfortunately like an astrologer’s predictions. We still see lots ic engines in show rooms.
Well, we can't blame the scientist alone. He ran out of time to create a machine that can shove the oil guzzling engines into the dark. But he has not given up and when he comes out with his brain child a revolution will be waiting to happen.
Oh boy I cannot wait for that to happen. I desperately want to see roads covered by beautiful flowers and plants that grow out of black tar and would also like to see vehicles rusting their remaining days out.
Well that may take some decades and when it finally happens my son, whom I might drop to school, will surely curse the creator of the magic machine that takes people from one place to another just by a press of a button.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
One cannot deny that this rule was brought to life with good intentions in mind. However, what it actually has done is push the smoke deep underground and the people who are supposed to hand out the "slips" will start filling his pocket. These seemingly negative impact of the rule are overrun by the positive effects of the aftermath.
But there is one question that can a ban on smoking actually bring a change in the health of those who voluntarily and involuntarily take in the burnt tobacco fumes? Well that is one question that can be affirmatively answered. Those who are addicted to smoking will continue to smoke in the so called "smokable public areas". This legal opportunity to smoke is a single point through which the smoke will continue to pour out.
The government should have actually strangled that point. But can the government afford to strangle it? No way, no way, the business walas will pounce on the babus and devour them into atoms. And then the new batch of babus will come table a new law that will wash away the efforts put forward by the old ones.
However, sometimes i wonder if the fumes from the autos that use adulterated fuel and the black smoke from the vehicles that imbue the precious natural resources are less harmful than smoke from the humble cigarette. Well smoke is smoke irrespective of whether it contains nicotine or lead. Whatever it is, the only thing that we can hope is that more positive steps are taken towards creating a pollution free environment. Because it is everyones right to breathe fresh clean air. And thanks to the Health ministers maverick nature that we have taken a step towards that dream.
And with that the age of the dumbs came to an abrupt end.
Prior to this the spokes of my life cycle were "wake up", "rush to office", "come home late", "sleep". But now things are going to change. The wheel will get stronger as more spoke will be accommodated.
Cheers, may this era last long :D
Monday, October 6, 2008
There is one anecdote that he says comes to his mind. It was when he was in 4th std and was trying to depict war between LTTE and some country. Then one of his childhood friends Appu, who is senior to him by 2 years, came over to his place and told that it is "LTTE" and not "LTT". And he feels that many such anecdotes is lost as the mortal body is engulfed by the worries of today and un-predictability of the future.
The Art classes that were held in school are the only formal training he could ever get and afford. And those are the classes that he cherishes most. The classes were conducted by the great artist Mrs.Geetha. She was like a goddess to him. Once she held his palm in hers and should him how to render palms for the immortal men on the canvas. He was mesmerized by her skills and yearned for the classes to be eternal. Her calm face, slender palm and bright eyes were clearly seen in her works.
He also claims that he created a masterpiece while still in school. And it is the portrait of JC Bose. He had to make a portrait of this inquisitive scientist for the JC BOSE house book. He was astonished and asked himself if he is the one who created that sketch. This incident made him believe that drawing is more than a hobby, it was a skill.
The remaining part of his life is marked by sporadic incidents of demonstrating these skills. It college, instead of taking notes he used to draw some gizmos and automobiles. But never could he recreate the magic of JC Bose.
He continues to hone his skill to this day. He is thankful that he met up with some great artists. Each of them had different styles but like him had suppressed those skills to earn the daily bread. Among the artists he met were Darshan aka darCwader, Sridhar Bakkawad, Dilip Maddala, Priya Parathasarathy. And he says "If at all I become an Artist some day then it will be a tribute to Mrs Geetha for the pain she took to impart her knowledge to us".