Surfaces
13 years ago
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
After a long time I have got reminded of my Houston apartment… Coming home after a long day’s work, and having cereal and milk and OJ for dinner, with my computer in front of me, feels like I am at ‘home’. Somehow that apartment, and the apartment complex still feels like home. I am definitely not missing being in Houston right now, but maybe I am missing my space…
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
It all starts with thoughts and takes me into a totally different mood… Google mapped a friend’s place in NY, saw that she lives very close to the shore… And my mind raced to summer in NY. Then I was asked about one day in every season which I would want to do…
A summer day – on the lake at Chicago
A rainy day – at Nariman Point, waves splashing on me, and I am watching my city… Bombay!
Here I was asked if I want to do this all alone... and I said yes, can’t think of anyone else I would want to be with.
A winter day – in Detroit watching it snow from my sis’ living room window, with Chanda and Sameer…
A summer day – on the lake at Chicago
A rainy day – at Nariman Point, waves splashing on me, and I am watching my city… Bombay!
Here I was asked if I want to do this all alone... and I said yes, can’t think of anyone else I would want to be with.
A winter day – in Detroit watching it snow from my sis’ living room window, with Chanda and Sameer…
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Rubaroo said something very nice last night...
... there are only so many times you can let your heart out!
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I hate to hurt anyone... I sometimes feel like I shouldn't interact with anyone where there is a possibility of hurt... But that's not in my hands.
We all have to deal with our issues... only when you are a complete and fully aware person, can you help anyone around you. Its like in airplanes they always tell you that in case of an emergency put an oxygen mask on yourself first before you try to help anybody helps. Its not the best of analogies, but it conveys what I really believe in.
We all have to deal with our issues... only when you are a complete and fully aware person, can you help anyone around you. Its like in airplanes they always tell you that in case of an emergency put an oxygen mask on yourself first before you try to help anybody helps. Its not the best of analogies, but it conveys what I really believe in.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
It evenings like these... which makes life worthwhile!
A nice dinner with Archu (I so like to address him that way), discussing mundane things, bitching about work, sharing secrets, and soaking in my city... the whole week's pressure & stress is unwound! Life seems better this evening
Friday, March 12, 2010
Little excitements
I am travelling to a client site, and have logged on to the internet via a data card in the car - and I am totally kicked about it coz this is the first time I am doing so. And I am so excited that I wanted to put this up somewhere - but I thought it would be too juvenile to post on it on FB, so decided to blog abou it :)
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Looking forward to an exciting trip
Abu has drafted this itinerary so well, it makes me want to take this trip NOW!
Day 1
We leave on April 1st morn 5:30am. Drinks at mahad. Late Lunch at chiplun. Reach 6pm. Spend some time at the fish jetty feeding the fishes. Followed by gala food & drinks enjoyed with the breathtaking coastal view and sweet & soothing sounds of the waves
Day 2
Roam around the scenic konkan coast. We will be visiting the breathtaking beach of bhogwe and the proposed site for AP’s retirement home. lunch in the town of malvan (bamboo khanaval)…home to the incredible malvani cuisine. Proceed through a quaint ferry ride to the magnificent seafort of sindhudurg. Proceed to spend evening on the gorgeous tarkarli beach. End day post sunset and head back to hotel. Change and meet up at gazali bar and rest for some localfood and drinks
Day 3
For leisure. trip to goa via terecol creek. Enjoy the unique experience of loading your vehicles onto the ferry and cross the channel. On the other side we lunch at the legendry mango tree restaurant.. home to the “coming of age” experiences of many among us. Spend time at arambol baech and head back to vengurle for a trip up the light tower next to hotel for a breathtaking (literally) experience. Return to hotel to finish off the alcohol and the remaining aquatic life off the vengurle coast.
Day 4 (Sunday)
8am Breakfast and then leave with fond memories.
Day 1
We leave on April 1st morn 5:30am. Drinks at mahad. Late Lunch at chiplun. Reach 6pm. Spend some time at the fish jetty feeding the fishes. Followed by gala food & drinks enjoyed with the breathtaking coastal view and sweet & soothing sounds of the waves
Day 2
Roam around the scenic konkan coast. We will be visiting the breathtaking beach of bhogwe and the proposed site for AP’s retirement home. lunch in the town of malvan (bamboo khanaval)…home to the incredible malvani cuisine. Proceed through a quaint ferry ride to the magnificent seafort of sindhudurg. Proceed to spend evening on the gorgeous tarkarli beach. End day post sunset and head back to hotel. Change and meet up at gazali bar and rest for some localfood and drinks
Day 3
For leisure. trip to goa via terecol creek. Enjoy the unique experience of loading your vehicles onto the ferry and cross the channel. On the other side we lunch at the legendry mango tree restaurant.. home to the “coming of age” experiences of many among us. Spend time at arambol baech and head back to vengurle for a trip up the light tower next to hotel for a breathtaking (literally) experience. Return to hotel to finish off the alcohol and the remaining aquatic life off the vengurle coast.
Day 4 (Sunday)
8am Breakfast and then leave with fond memories.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Bow down to the Master Blaster
Its crazy how one game (especially one guy) binds this nation. Dhoni was being abused while he hit sixes and fours because he wasn’t given Sachin the strike to break his world record!
And the Master Blaster proved why he is the Master Blaster... A double century in ODI
And the Master Blaster proved why he is the Master Blaster... A double century in ODI
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
In our culture, we are always afraid of making a mistake
A mistake is always looked down upon. What defines a mistake is a totally different debate, but it could be a small thing like sending an email to the wrong person. And since making a mistake it a crime, everyone tries either not to accept the mistake or find ways of hiding it. And if a mistake comes to light, then the immediate reaction is to get defensive!
A few experiences in the past month but 2 noteworthy one’s in office: One in which – to not accept the mistake the person went on such a defensive note, that she used lines like, “Are you a CA? What kind of a CA are you, if you don’t know this… “ And this response was to a clarificatory email. The context of this a long one, and I am too bored to type it all out. In the other instance, like I mentioned earlier, since the email was not marked to me but to someone else – that email was never sent to me, but the person followed up with frantic calls – just to avoid resending the email…
A few experiences in the past month but 2 noteworthy one’s in office: One in which – to not accept the mistake the person went on such a defensive note, that she used lines like, “Are you a CA? What kind of a CA are you, if you don’t know this… “ And this response was to a clarificatory email. The context of this a long one, and I am too bored to type it all out. In the other instance, like I mentioned earlier, since the email was not marked to me but to someone else – that email was never sent to me, but the person followed up with frantic calls – just to avoid resending the email…
Thursday, February 18, 2010
All along in Houston, I abused my boss a lot and there were valid reasons for it... But somehow ever since he heard of me leaving to come back home he has been very nice to me... And today he touched another limit. Discussing my move back home, this is what he had to say -
you can always come "home" to Houston if it doesn't work out there
... I am elated :)
you can always come "home" to Houston if it doesn't work out there
... I am elated :)
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Harishchandrachi Factory
I throughly enjoyed this film. I don't feel like writing an analytical review about this movie simply because I wasn't thinking and analyzing during the movie - the movie gripped me and I was entertained right from the word go!
After a reallllyyyy long time I laughed so much in a marathi movie. As I have grown, the humor in marathi movies has become slapstick or panchat and I don't remember the last time the humor was so fresh and light hearted without even getting into the vicinity of crude. Actually, I don't remember seeing a hindi movie whose humor has been on similar grounds - since there is a dearth of entertaining movies, you laugh on anything which is remotely funny - for example, pathetic bits of a movie called Wanted.
The story of the movie is nothing to write home about. It is about a guy who made the first ever motion picture in India. It is the story about what he went through from learning about making cinema, convincing people to act, writing a screenplay, and then luring people to watch it - and maybe causing a cultural change in our country. But the treatment given by Paresh Mokashi makes it nothing less than a splendid watch - from the natya sangeet kind of music playing in the background, to the playx2 speed of certain scenes (maybe to depict how movies were in the past or maybe to just shorten the viewing time), to the extremely funny - "streeparti". He has been able to depict the life of Dadasaheb Phalke without any melodrama or showing extreme struggles but at the same time showcasing the hardships he may have faced. Without having read nothing about Dadasaheb Phalke, seeing some rare photographs and knowing that he made the first motion picture, I always thought he would be a serious and intense kind of guy. But to my surprise, he was just another man - but inquisitive, a lil extreme and determined to try and learn something new.
Kudos to Nitin Desai for the amazing set design, to each and every actor who fits into a 1911 role well and playing it even better. Needless to say Nandu Madhav and Vibhawari Deshpande (I liked her in Natarang too) who have depicted their characters with so much ease.
And before I end this review, one thing which I have been wanting to do for a long time - is acknowledge Ronnie Screwwala (of UTV) and his team for giving many such talented film makers (I wouldn't call them simply directors) their due, and exposing us to a variety of great cinema. I think he has definitely a big role to play in this new and matured Indian cinema!
In all a light hearted comedy which will entertain you for two hours!
After a reallllyyyy long time I laughed so much in a marathi movie. As I have grown, the humor in marathi movies has become slapstick or panchat and I don't remember the last time the humor was so fresh and light hearted without even getting into the vicinity of crude. Actually, I don't remember seeing a hindi movie whose humor has been on similar grounds - since there is a dearth of entertaining movies, you laugh on anything which is remotely funny - for example, pathetic bits of a movie called Wanted.
The story of the movie is nothing to write home about. It is about a guy who made the first ever motion picture in India. It is the story about what he went through from learning about making cinema, convincing people to act, writing a screenplay, and then luring people to watch it - and maybe causing a cultural change in our country. But the treatment given by Paresh Mokashi makes it nothing less than a splendid watch - from the natya sangeet kind of music playing in the background, to the playx2 speed of certain scenes (maybe to depict how movies were in the past or maybe to just shorten the viewing time), to the extremely funny - "streeparti". He has been able to depict the life of Dadasaheb Phalke without any melodrama or showing extreme struggles but at the same time showcasing the hardships he may have faced. Without having read nothing about Dadasaheb Phalke, seeing some rare photographs and knowing that he made the first motion picture, I always thought he would be a serious and intense kind of guy. But to my surprise, he was just another man - but inquisitive, a lil extreme and determined to try and learn something new.
Kudos to Nitin Desai for the amazing set design, to each and every actor who fits into a 1911 role well and playing it even better. Needless to say Nandu Madhav and Vibhawari Deshpande (I liked her in Natarang too) who have depicted their characters with so much ease.
And before I end this review, one thing which I have been wanting to do for a long time - is acknowledge Ronnie Screwwala (of UTV) and his team for giving many such talented film makers (I wouldn't call them simply directors) their due, and exposing us to a variety of great cinema. I think he has definitely a big role to play in this new and matured Indian cinema!
In all a light hearted comedy which will entertain you for two hours!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Nariman Point, Marine drive...
... Express towers, Colaba causeway, Metro, Xaviers, JAN FEST, VT, driving back from town in the night,
a Rs.6 bus ride, lunch at sharda bhavan,
an evening with friends, pan at sharda,
Now it feels like I am in MY BOMBAY!!!
a Rs.6 bus ride, lunch at sharda bhavan,
an evening with friends, pan at sharda,
Now it feels like I am in MY BOMBAY!!!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Delicious? Ambiguity
Welcome
...my ardent followers
...new readers
As I embark on a new odyssey, a quote, so well written that it summarizes a lot that I have to say…
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learnt the hard way that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity
...my ardent followers
...new readers
As I embark on a new odyssey, a quote, so well written that it summarizes a lot that I have to say…
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learnt the hard way that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity
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