Sunday, June 29, 2008

Strike

I jus returned from bowling in which i spent today's evening. No, not in cricket, The snow bowling....
When i was in college, my friends used to go for bowling almost every weekend. I considered it an expensive timepass then and was never game for it (pun unintended). Moreover i was never given pocket money and if i told my parents that i wished to go for snowbowling they'd never allow me to....they mostly don't allow me to do things that they might not understand.......i don't blame them, any body else would do the same.........Now things have changed. I'm on my own and with time, my interest in the game has grown. Now, i and a few like-minded colleagues go for bowling in the weekends. Never thought i could take to this game with this kind of an affinity.......At the end of the bowling session, the wallet feels lighter, so does my heart......

Ta

Dasavatharam

Its been two weeks since i saw this movie in the theatre and here i narrate my account of the experience watching the movie.

Dasavatharam looks technically brilliant, considering the technical difficulties and the crew deserves a lot of appreciation. The CGI involved in the tsunami scene and glueing together multiple kamals in the same scene (wherever required) is laudable.
Kamal plays 10 roles in this movie, in an attempt that's world cinema first.
Awe inspiring enough, the initial 15 mins of the movie introduces kamal as one ranga rajan nambi in the 12th century who fights the Shaivism-obsessed kulothunga cholan from uprooting the vishnu idols and fails as the king orders to have nambi submerged with the idol in the deep blue. Kothai, wife of nambi kills herself at this sight. The stupendous camera work and the visual grandeur of the sets aid the gripping prelude so far. Then the story walks into the present day and fails to remain as taut as the prelude, till the end.
Govindan, a scientist in an american biotech research centre, discovers a deadly virus which is sought by some people and Govindan's chief is monetarily interested in helping them. How the protagonist protects the virus from getting into their hands and keeps it from spreading is what forms the rest of the story.
Kamal delivers astounding performance in playing the 10 roles, simply overwhelming the rest of the cast. As balram naidu, RAW officer, kamal sets the theatre ablaze with his impeccable comic timing and a humourous accent. One another novel(notable) character is Vincent Poovaraagan, who protests illegal sand quarrying and arrives momentarily to save andal(asin) from those thugs. In an animated bush, kamal tickles the rib again, nevertheless the rest of the kamals barely look convincing to stick to the script. Asin plays dual roles as 12th century Kothai and present day Andal, though ends up annoying us with her frequent ramblings and stupid accusations against the lead male.

Mukunda mukunda sung by sadhana sargam stays on our lips and kallai mattum by hariharan deserves a worthy mention, but the remaining songs fail to impress.

The bottom line is - less impact. The script doesn't require 10 roles, in the first place. Albeit, the technical brilliance, the movie fails to touch your heart. You walk out of the theatre disappointed as it doesn't live up to its expectations and wondering where all the money went.

3 stars for the technical brilliance.

Ta

What landed me in my first job

Its funny now if i have to recollect how i got into a job that i have now. My job as a Software engineer in the one-of-india's-top-five-IT-companies company.
I had one more exam in the final semester the following week that flagged an end to my engineering course and the weekend before that, the placement center in our college wanted all of the final years to attend a campus interview by this company. We were the first batch to pass out of the college and had really none of the leading companies visit our college to recruit.
I came to know of this interview through a class mate and i wasn't too confident of cracking the interview and wasn't interested in attending it.... But this guy insisted and for fun's sake he asked me to accompany him to the interview. I did. The rest is a comedy.

Saturday, 22 May 2004
8 AM
Reached college to find anxious boys and girls meticulously going through the aptitute test question banks and pondering over analytical & mathematical concepts and puzzles that involved them. It almost looked like a war zone with not one in the vicinity that was indifferent..... indifferent like i was. Beads of sweat sprouted out of my forehead and started their downward journey along my face..... I didn't know if it was the morning sun or because of the mere sight of devoted guys preparing as if this was their last chance of survival before they are to be buried 10000 feet under the earth's crust for eternity.

We were allocated different halls to write the aptitude test and i came out after finishing the test, feeling fairly satisfied about the performance, not worried about the results though. These guys were incredible again. Once again you have all these highly intelligent guys grouping up to discuss the questions and their answers. I felt i shouldn't have overheard them, for i heard them mention the answers, that were the exact opposite of what i had chosen.....with logical derivations to rub the salt in. I began to feel that i was right about not being able to beat these guys, in the first place. All the hope i had, burst like bubbles when they said only the top 10 percent of the total would qualify for the next level, Group discussion. My anguish and disappointment was shortlived......To my surprise and shock, I cleared the aptitude test and even more surprisingly found that the some of the guys who were discussing the answers earlier didn't make it. A shot in the arm indeed for the next level and i felt like shouting out "Bring it on, now".

2 PM - After lunch same day

Walked into a hall that we were asked to goto for the group discussion and there were a couple of students and a lady.This lady who was to coordinate the GD, briefed us what the topic is gonna be. She had barely finished and someone started off in a ziffy in a knee jerk reaction.... well, it was me !! Faces in the hall turned towards me. Not the one to be least bothered about what they thought, i went on talking and then the rest joined in to make it a discussion. After the discussion, when we were all waiting, the results came out. I couldn't believe i had cleared it yet again. This would qualify me and 100 others to attend a final tech/HR interview the next day, at the company premises.


Well i forgot to tell this. The guy who i said insisted that i accompany him for the campus interview, ironically, didn't clear the aptitude.


Sunday 23 may 2004

Went to the company's office and began waiting in the lobby like others were. My fellow college mates. After an hour or so, we were seated in a conference room and we all started talking, playing and having fun, as if we were at an amusement park. Luckily no one did anything attrocious enough to get caught !!
I went into the interview room when i was called in....It was all new to me and i had never been interviewed for a job before(obviously)......A male and a female were the interviewers and what caught my eye was a piece of cake on a small plate that was placed on a desk next to the female. Whatever they asked, i rolled my eyes away from them to think and the eyes kept catching the piece of cake. I was beginning to feel if they would notice this and think that i'm hungry, and might even ask me if its disturbing me. Certainly, it would have been embarassing. Fortunately they never did and i came out with a sense of completion. They'd yet to announce the results, but having completed the interview cooled me down. Then the announcement came. I was in the selected list, didn't know how to react......what started off as a casual saturday outing turned out to be a career-decider for one. It was indeed a great feeling to know that you don't have to worry about looking for a job anymore, neverthless having an exam to go. This feeling didn't sink for sometime and really don't know how i managed to write the last exam and clear it.

Life is not just beautiful, its crazy

Ta

Saturday, June 28, 2008

A bizarre dream

There is this bizarre dream that i wanted to talk about, or rather blog about. Its kinda strange what happened in the dream..but that's what dreams are made of, isn't it ? It goes like this.....

Gowrisankar(gowri as we call him) is holding a wedding invitation of this girl i had a crush on.
Was it just a crush or more than that ? I don't know, but i was deeply depressed at the sight of the invitation. gowri felt sorry for me, i could see it on his face. He knew what this girl meant to me and did realize that it wasn't any where close to comfort in learning that this girl i liked is getting married to some one else soon. Can't this be stopped ? What do i have to do to stop it ? Or should i ?
I knew this girl for quite some time now. The first time i saw her i was dumbstruck and the poor english language has few words (or none) to describe that beauty. Lunch was the time i got to see her in the cafeteria everyday.....boy, was i waiting for that. Each passing day my liking for her grew in stature. All these days, never spoke to her...not even once. I never had to...We had mutual friends, but never thought of using them to strike a silly conversation. Somebody every now and then would tell me that i need to talk to this girl, but i never did.
And today the sight of the wedding invitation with her name on it drove me nuts...
why does it have to end like this ? have i made a mistake in not talking to her, even once ?
Now all of a sudden my heart feels heavy.........feels like its being crushed by a thousand tons of rock....pain is too small a word now compared to what i was going through.


"Oh wait", an excited gowri says...."Look at this !!"

"Oh no i don't want to see that again, its unbearable, gowri....i can't......Please take it away from me, can't take it anymore....."

"No, you should take a look at it, for god's sake !!", he said putting down his finger on the invitation.
Composing myself with all my will, like a child who doesn't want to have an injection i so reluctantly looked at the wedding invitation and barely focused my eyes to the point that gowri had his finger on. The groom's name looked familiar. My focus increased exponentially.
Goodness gracious !! its me !! i couldn't believe my eyes, I'M THE DAMN BRIDE GROOM. My joy knew no bounds and was on cloud nine [10, 11 maybe ;)]. Celebrating i jumped onto the table to do a little dance. And blinded by the rosiness of the moment, without realising what i was doing, in a wrong footing, lost my balance and i could see the marble floor approaching really quick and fast....rather i was going down towards the marble floor, face down....Thud !! Ouch !! it hurts......hurts badly.....

I get up to see that i have just woken up from a dream, falling off the bed as a result.
My face and my shoulder are still hurting from the fall...

To me the dream is strange and what makes it stranger is how a dream could have things that you never thought of, consciously. I happened to read somewhere that your dream mostly consists of what your brain has come across before as a thought or something that your eyes have seen.

Ta