No dream ever too small

Sizzled out!

Am not much of a chocoholic, but treat me a Chocolate Brownie Sizzler at Newyorkers and I’ll die a million deaths.

I HATE Pigeons

Primarily for four reasons:
1. I can never get the spelling right at the first go.
2. They make a weird sound which reminds me of gastric trouble.
3. No matter how hard you try, they are too stubborn to move (especially when they perch themselves at my balcony)
4. Even if the world may refer to them as symbol of love or messenger of peace for that matter, for me they are harbingers of shit.

Hot PIP(E)ING breakfast.

This is puttu predominantly a breakfast item savoured by the sinners from God’s own country, yours truly! It’s made of rice flour and grated coconut, steam-cooked in the pot-pipe vessel. Water is boiled in the pot and the filling is dumped into the pipe shaped part. When vapours begin to come out of the top of the pipe, you know it’s cooked.

As a side dish you have an option to choose between banana, black chana (gram) curry or a paapad. I prefer banana. And it’s a must to eat it hot otherwise it gets too dry and hard.

Wake me up, Sunshine!

That’s the sight I get to see first thing in the morning. I couldn’t have asked for more.

Gotta be more disciplined!

Have to pull up my socks... Here I am finally interacting with the best teacher there could ever be, but damn! I don't do my homework.

Musical score #113

Love is a Four letter word:-D

With all the fuss about St.Valentine’s day, thought I’d take the road less traveled. Find below my favourite picks for anti-valentine songs. The whole idea was provoked by Vh1 this morning. Well since quite a few days, there was a major problem in the cable network reception at my home. It was sorted out last night. Every morning, my brother is in charge of the remote control. So he is tuned onto the news channel. The minute he leaves I jump onto Vh1. They have a morning classic rock session. But today was not the case. It started off with My heart will go on…Gosh I thought Titanic was the worst love story ever…4 hours…Damn! (No offence to the huge fan following) the song that followed were I will always love youuuuuuuuuuuu (Whitney Houston), Now and Forever by Richard Marx (still bearable) and then the dreadful Nothing’s gonna change my love for you… Talk about overdose of love… Without further delay, the songs I mentioned earlier:

The revengeful lover
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
-Nirvana

The haunted lover
Every breath you take, Every move you make
Every bond you break, Every step you take
I'll be watching you
Every single day, Every word you say
Every game you play, Every night you stay
I'll be watching you
-Sting

The confused lover
No, I don't wanna loose you, But I don't wanna use you
Just to have somebody by my side. And I don't wanna hate you
I don't wanna take you But I don't wanna be the one to cry.
And it don't really matter To anyone anymore.
But like a fool I keep loosing my place
And I keep seeing you walk through the door.
There's a danger in loving somebody too much
And it's sad when you know it's your heart you can trust.
There's a reason why people don't stay where they are
Baby, sometimes love just ain't enough.
- Patti Smith & don Henley

The desperate lover
So I cry, I pray and I beg
Love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
love me love me
pretend that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
Love me love me
say that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
I can't care 'bout anything but you...
- The Cardigans

The rational lover
You must understand though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl
Opposittes attract, It's physical, Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than that
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
- Tina Turner

Stay away from me

Do not get in touch with me.
You disturb my mind big time.

Hold your breath for heartbeats!

That was the welcoming note for the concert tonight..112 to keep the count running. And what a concert man!! All-time legends were performing:
Ustad Zakir Hussain... Tabla
Vikku Vinayakram… Ghatam
U Srinivasan…………Mandolin
Selva Ganeshan………Kanjira
Siva Mani…………….Drums
Shankar MAhadevan..Vocals

Went with Neelofer and Deepika and we had a great time. Even before the concert started we were having a gala time. There was a war waging right in front of us. The deal was that the seats were available on a first-cum-first basis. The row ahead of us that could roughly seat around 15 people was being occupied by only a guy and a girl sitting at each end. Apparently they had reserved the seats for their friends who had not reached the venue yet. Therein reached a family of around 7 and began to occupy those seats. Now is when all the excitement started. Cat-fight in its true element. The girl who had reserved the seat was an NRI with an accent, mind it. The argument provided by the family was that they were already there and they could occupy the seats. But then our NRI babe wouldn’t agree to that as it was unfair as she had reached well before time to reserve them. Where are your friends asked the old man. They are out parking. All 14 of them? Hhmmmm … point to be noted, I say. I am an NRI, you know. So what? Well out there, we have better manners…(this was amusing) So why did you have to come all the way to India, you might have stayed back there… Neelofer and I were bursting out …Hillarious..
All said and done, 3/4th of the family managed to occupy the seats and from somewhere another family came and took over as well… At the end of it all, who was politically correct??... hhmmm Good question, Neelofer… Are you always this smart or do you do it just to impress me?;-)

Don't blame me..

Accidents have a way of nailing me down.

Life in the fast lane

On one such cold night in Mumbai

There's only so much bad news can a human being take one day at a time.

While most teach, only a handful inspire

My violin class has now received a brand new lease of life with the arrival of a new teacher. The entire time that I have been learning violin, never ..I repeat NEVER have I felt so inspired. In the entire one hour that he took the class, I hardly played a 2 minute piece. What was most important about this class was the basic fundamentals that he cleared out. Something as trivial as why is the violin held the way it is held. How much pressure should be applied on the bow and why should it be applied. I came out of the class having attended the first day of my real violin lesson. Why didn’t he come earlier? But better late than never…I can’t wait to attend the next class.

And I never stop learning…

Last week I made a trip to God’s own country, my native place. Ironical isn’t it? A sinner with roots in the God’s own country… well well well… it’s a strange world we live in… So here are a few lessons I learnt from my trip:

ACCIDENTS BY ITS VERY DEINITION HAPPEN UNWARNED, DEAL WITH IT!
Never underestimate the sharpness of an unfamiliar knife
No matter how fast you run, a squirrel will still be faster than you
Do not put your face into a fire with tresses untied
A lotus can bloom in clean water too
It’s better to walk in the fields barefoot
Control your hunger pangs
And last but not the least…
Not everything that lands onto your head is a sign of good luck