And the stars Fall down!!

Just recycling an Old post.... As a reminder.

The Perseids meteor shower occurs every year between July 25 and August 18, with a peak on August 12. It has its origin in the constellation Perseus.The source of the shower is Comet Swift-Tuttle. Although the comet is far away, currently located beyond the orbit of Uranus, a trail of debris from the comet stretches all the way back to Earth. Records of Perseids activity date back to 36 AD. In 1839, German astronomer Eduard Heis was the first to take a meteor count and discovered that Perseids had a maximum rate of around 160 meteors per hour.

So watch the night sky tonight and catch the amazing sight! Haffun!!

And a few more upcoming ones...

August 10-13, 2014 Perseids

October 7, 2014 Draconids

October 21, 2014 Orionids

November 4-5, 2014 South Taurids

November 11-12, 2014 North Taurids

November 17-18, 2014 Leonids

December 13-14, 2014 Geminids

An Hypocrisy called Feminism

I would like to start with the disclaimer. I am not a sexist nor a feminist. Though i skew a little towards the former i would like to point out that the following opinions, how much ever prejudiced are but purely from a neutral stand point. In a world that highly advocates woman equality and their rights, is it but fair to also back the preferential treatment and special rights for them. I am all for women's rights, don't get me wrong. I believe whoever is the most qualified for any given task, should get it. Whether it is man, woman, black, white, native, asian, african, green, blue, whatever the case may be. I believe that everyone should be treated equally.

However, in case of women rights, the proponents of feminism, whilst fighting for equality, are asking also for reservation and special rights a.la preferential treatment.It is but Orwellian to demand that men and women are equals AND women deserve special treatment, at the same time. What a catch 22 we men are in, such situations.

There is no problem when a woman expects chivalry from the man she is with. I am all for it. If a woman prefers equal rights also, so be it. But both are mutually exclusive,  and you cant have both. Situational attitude change toggling between the above two is but hypocrisy from the 'fairer sex'. This supposedly ' feminist views' i am subjected to, coupled with the absence of  strong counter points, i would opinionate that feminism is rather a reverse sexism. Its but idiocy that one should look for common sense from a hysterical dogma that is feminism.

In my attempt to stop being a "whiny bitch" and start living my life, I had created a bucket list a while back. Due to the unreliability of HDD (i keep losing data), i have decided to upload this list on my blog here. Its a relatively dynamic list with activities added and removed quite often. But i decided to sit down and make a standard  list for now, and start ticking them off. following my adventure on my blog.... ;)

THE BUCKET LIST

1.  Climb a mountain.
2.  Be an Adventure diver.
3.  Learn to surf
4.  Shoot Fully Automatic
5.  Travel unreserved in general compartment in Indian Railways
6.  Hitch hike.
7.  Vegas Baby!!!
8.  Taj Mahal by Moonlight.
9.  Win a Food challenge (a.la Man vs Food)
10. Dinner Date - Champagne and Caviar, smoked salmon, foie gras, the works, under the stars, on a beach
11. Six Packs?
12. Make atleast one BASE Jumps.
13. Road Trip
14. Long Dist. Biking
15. Eat a weird meat.
16. Rebuild an engine
17. Restore an vehicle (Car/Bike)
18. Start a business
19. Make an Million
20. get Inked
21. Create an website
22. Learn to cook, cook a meal.
23. Finish a Half marathon.
24. Run a 10K run in under an hour.
25. learn to fight proficiently.
26. Learn Archery
27. Hunt/Fish
28. Bottoms up a bottle of vodka
29. Drive on an Autobahn
30. learn to parachute
31. Sandboard off a sand dune
32. Sign up to be an Organ donor
33. Own a gun
34. Sweep a girl of her feet
35. Travel Alone,Visit a new place

36. Learn to fly a microlight
37. Learn a New language
38. Take a impromptu vacation
39. View the Northern Lights.
40. Die

Wanderings of a forsaken soul

Under Grey Skies,
       Amongst Brooding Smiles,
I walk this lonely path of mine..........

A Dark route of muffled screams,
           Littered by tombs of buried dreams,
A distant grave,empty, saved
          For my coming, my rightful place.


On hallowed ground, searching a place,
A Wandering mind,
           Moving a Morbid pace.
Forlorn thoughts and forsaken friends,
An abode for forsaken men!!

Senseless Songwriting

What is the obsession of songwriters with the word Bailamo... and its many variation. Do they, when faced with a writer's block just insert the word as a spacer. Repeated use of it in the tamil songs has aroused my curiosity a simple google search satiated.

Bailamos apparently meaning "We dance" has infiltrated the tamil music industry quite a while back. I wonder if anyone who uses this word actually knows the meaning of it. Or is it one more of those nonsensical words making its rounds in the tamil Song writing.

Whatever it is, for a language as old as tamil and an equally rich vocabulary, the making up and use of such words shows the death of creativity in major scenarios.

I think we can bid adieu to sensible lyrics with no more Kannadasan, and the likes of Vaali slowly depreciating. What a sad sad situation.

Being Racist!! :D

The level of offence people take towards stereotyping is

rather high. Let me get to it. Of late the level of tweets

and posts and the " Oh god... You are stereotyping me. My ass hurts" attitude is getting rather, pathetic. And to top it all, the hypocrisy of these posts is ....... Funny!

My dear stupid people, as politically incorrect stereotyping is, it exists for a reason. The majority of a stereotyped demographic do fall under the same. Of Course, it would be asinine to deny the fact that everyone subscribes to the typical. Being Human, there are always exceptions to the lot.

Case Study : Viswaroopam. Truthfully, all that hullabaloo over nothing. The movie was about Al-qeada and terrorism, and was out of Afghanistan. Do tell why a faction out of Tamil Nadu are getting

all self righteous over this shit. Thank you ****heads for bringing a man of his stature down. Long Live Freedom of speech.

Ah now, the latest... the north indian movies are stereotyping tamils as " Pattai wearing" , idli eating lot, so its justifiable to be outraged. From what i know, over the years, in tamil cinemas, malayalis were " Tea Kadai Nairs" and well endowed " chechi's" in nothing but a blouse and lungi, and the paan eating Pawn shop owner " Seths" depicted the Marwari populace. I don't remember anyone being so offended over the subtle racism and stereotyping of these people.

The fallacy of the people who post on social media decrying this, while quietly enjoying their own form of racism... Is well, hypocritical. And to top it, reading such posts from people I have known to be quite openly racist make me laugh.

We Tamilians do wear a pattai and do speak in an accented English. We do love our Idli - Sambhar combination. Our Tam-Brahms do drink filter coffee and attend Sabhas. Now if anyone choose to make a parody of it, well... Live with it. Its all meant in fun. Start to mature socially.

P.s : This post is about the current denouncement of the SRK - Deepika movie " Chennai Express" by the Tamil populace.

The Hyopcrisy of Indians.

Warning : HATE POST

The all those who cry 'HAIL INDIAN TRADITIONS....' for the case of women. - Die you Illiterate Fuckers!! ****** Swear words

Okay... Me peeve is, today on FB i saw a super hot pic of Shruthi Hassan and damn was she hot. However when i started reading the comments I felt kind of annoyed.

There was a comment which said

#Quote " It,s Nt Good....I don't like this... I wanna See u in a Simple Indian Saree....hail Indian Traditions "

......... And i kid yu not, i got a similar attitude from this Dumb ass sitting next to me. Who asked you , your opinions you morons. The hypocrisy in this country is just plainly annoying. People who are such, should not be allowed to breed!Oh.... for all my rants, this is a country which says it’s okay for a girl to be raped if she dressed provocatively! Fine, let’s just get down to logic. Dear illiterate morons, who hail to Indian traditions for even the slightest deviation... please regard the following arguments.

I had no idea archaic Vedic people had any form of tailoring ... And I believe it was quite the norm in India to dress provocatively, by modern standards, which would have been a matter of choice. Any Indian temple will have murals of women in different levels of undress. I mean, even the female gods adhere to this fashion choice. :)

And secondly, people who make a make a big deal out a pre marital sex. I have two words - Kama Sutra. The book discusses premarital sex and techniques in detail. Now this was written hundreds of years ago. How did all of this mutate into the current understanding of "Indian Traditions". Now I am not saying this means we walk around naked or start humping like bunny rabbits, but those who decide to do so can be subjugated to less prejudice. :(

Oh of the Complexities of Love and what not. Today I believe the more rules we have the more we regress in matters of love and sex. There are endless tutorials on sex and love in magazine article after article as if love and sex were not a natural but a 21st century phenomenon and we needed coaching.  There are some that give you ‘tips’ on how to woo a woman in 10 quick steps or  the 7 signs to tell if a man really loved you. There are  guidelines on whether its ok to kiss the guy on the fourth date or not at all.

Why can it not be very simple. Where you see a girl, know her, like her and if things go well, live with her, marry her if your heart desire. Why is it such a big deal that when we realize the relationship is not working we not part? Why is it that having very base and primal feelings so taboo?

I think the more we stray from nature and how it ordained us to be, the more rules and coaching’s we will need.  As a civilization we may have advanced technologically,  but we remain emotional and psychological waifs. In a better and more mature world there will be no place for rules  in the matters of the heart.      Shakespeare summed it up beautifully in Julius Caesar, “ When love begins to sicken and decay it useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith’’.

Communal Censor Boards

It has been quite a while since i bared my teeth and took a bite at the society. Not that am an anarchist but the sheer magnitude of stupidity encountered on a daily basis is quite appalling. My latest peeve seems to be religion. Although I may come across as a pious or religious nut, the truth is far from that. Don’t get me wrong, I am not an atheist either. I do not condemn religion. In a lot of cases it has helped people. A organized structure of likeminded people who subscribe to a common allusion, bounded by the laws and rules, which sometimes do make sense, propagating a sense of belonging. It keeps a lot of us in check ,who otherwise, wouldn’t even pass for a human being.  I am spiritual. But my rant is not about that. It’s the use of religion to control others. Or more specifically, religious censorship which has made global secularism, a farce. Ban movies, rock bands, music and comics.BAN ALL!!! cos We are too bloody sensitive to anyone critical of us. WOW! Yu guys are dumb & immature! And way to go with the protests. Ask a guy in the crowd and he wouldn’t know why he is protesting. He wouldn’t know what offended him to rise in protest. If anything the latest religious protests are but a ploy to get political mileage. Now what i am talking about is not specific to Viswaroopam. Let’s talk about the incident of banning a Muslim women rock band from performing in the Kashmir valley. Some religious nut issued a Fatwa against them saying their music is NON ISLAMIC. Since when does music adhere to religion and race? The last i checked music was universal and for everyone. Be as that may, what about Jal, Arsh, Junoon or Strings. Why was the Fatwas so specific to a girl band in the Kashmir valley?? Oh but these sentiments are not specific to Islam. There is a fanatic of this sort in all religion. Masking it behind the likes of Morality and jingoism the atrocities of the saffron terrorists and the modern crusaders is quite pathetic, disrupting modern thought and intellectual development. Sexism under the veil of religion. Fanaticism under the veil of morality, carried by those whose looks reek of crime and ignorance. Medievalistic thought has been hammered into the minds of them by the previous generation right from childhood and like sheep they follow. Never questioning, ever obedient. Wi is pornography bad? How come partying is immoral?  Wi is Rock, the music of the devil? One of these hardliner clergymen even went as far as calling it noise and not music. My dear man, Doesn’t beauty lie in the eye's of the beholder?  The last i checked, Rock and rock musicians have more often than not stood for peace and non violence.   However the solace in these pathetic course of events unfolding in our country is that it is done by, but a fringe minority , set out to create a unreasonable rift in our society. But the problem to this is no man stands up to them. The society , and its apathetic nature as a whole has let democracy and secularism down.

 

"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing. "- Edmund Burke 

Intellectual thought and open mindedness has become a rare commodity in our environment which is not conducive to creativity. At this rate, it would be no surprise if India becomes a failed state. Regrettable that such a thing has to come out of me.

The fallacy of religion....

I am not an atheist. I believe in a higher power, maybe! I am still unsure of that. What i am sure about is the unnecessity of religion. What i assume started out as code of conduct, or rather recommended guidelines for a safer and healthier living, which through the years, been corrupted into a exploitative and nefarious business at best, or a fanatical,violent narcissistic cult at worst.

The selective use of religious ideas, under the rubric of ‘spirituality’, has become key to privatisation and commodification of religion. The sprouting of , god knows how many, spiritual and theistic organisation over the last decade, some under the guise of yoga centres and holistic living, Selling Spirituality is a short, sharp and more appealing and modern package, making it into more of a money making system rather than be analogous to the core concept of any religion. The link between money and religion is a grey area, fraught with conspiracy and scandal. Some of the wealthiest organisations on the planet are religions or religious movements - some ancient, some modern - yet the followers of religion and the countries in which they are practised are often the poorest.

However, the other face of religion dulls the above discussed. the more radical and fanatical face of it, which arises from the narcissism and the egotism of the leaders brainwashing and hypnotising the weak into violent and sociopathic beings. Right from the crusades and the holocaust to the current problem of islamic terrorism religion has been a major factor in propagating violence.

Mostly, all these problems stems from the inability to understand and also the misinterpretation of the rites and rituals. Sometimes, not always , the rituals are based on some fact explained in science, The reason which would have been applicable at that instance of time, thousands of years back. But the reason which has been lost on us, might not make much sense this time and age, and yet we follow it. The fallacy of all this , we refuse to see because its easier.

Patiently,Love,
Darkness surely  descends,
Obscured by hope, this life,
reality it transcends,
To different realms of infinite grey,
Look back and reminisce in hurt pain and fray,
we walk on hallowed ground, amongst a rain of tears,
Lost within us, these concept of love lust and fear,
waiting for this dust to swallow us whole,
In decay a lifetime of morbid remorse,
Leave behind this worl of rage hate and resentment,
Walking dazed  amongst these stranger settlements!

Days gone wrong

Don't screw up the best thing that ever happened to you just because you're a little unsure about who you are.

another love gone wrong.
another heart to shatter .
welcome to reality where,
feelings dont matter.

how come i can remember,
every single hurtful word said,
but not the answers that matter,
if i fall in love with someone else..
it's not because i wanted to.
it's because you were never there to
catch me when i fell..

Stay close enough to have fun,
yet far enough to not get hurt,
and when you start to fall for her,
just remember who caused that dent in your heart.

Why do we fail ourselves in life, as a person, in dignity,morality,principle and sometimes as a Human being. Justification of what ought to abhorred and apathy of everything else only makes us Jaded..... continually having to adjust to each new wave of moral darkness, taking a toll.

It is difficult, when our eyes continually have to adjust to each new wave of moral darkness, to be asked to focus on the very heart of darkness. There is at least some form and feature still visible on the current moral landscape, and our eyes are naturally drawn to distinguish things by what light remains We of course live in a world where evolution is questioned, the moon landing is a controversy while reality shows are make big buck/

The idea of morality may differ from one person to another but at the end of the day they all have the same underlying framework....based on Honor dignity and righteousness||Because honor was such a central aspect of a man’s masculine identity, men would go to great lengths to win honor and prevent its loss.


No more is a mans reputation based on his integrity or talent but on his bank balance and the money he throws around and other superficiality/.....On what he wears rather than on what he is. On what he can afford to buy than on what he can give back!  Faith in humanity effectively is lost. This is the age of decadence marching towards its own end. A march towards apocalypse.

Carousel Dreams....

lost for words. too hurt to speak. wondering what the goal is. how long does it take, for the carousel to stop turning? for the person in the booth to realize that no one wants to be on the ride anymore? she’s holding on, and i’m watching her, scared. the music is still going and no one knows where we stand. i’m jumping, because i can’t take it anymore. the music, and subtle hate, the desperate happiness that doesn’t exist. it’s all too much. and everyone wants it to be over. i’m off, making my way over to the booth. to take control. so it all stops. the music. the turning. we split paths again, making excuses for nothing. to go nowhere. cold hands, closed eyes, words unspoken. and now, physical pain. friends separated for eternity. no turning back. lost souls floating in a cloudy above. and there she stands, alone, wondering what to do. what will happen when there is no one left. because that’s how it is now. she knows to not take action. action does nothing but leave the situation worse. forgiveness are words that mean nothing to the person who said them or the one listening. and now she’s alone. shouting, cursing, fear, pain. shaking hands, trembling lips. now. what’s left. a girl running her life by, spinning into thin air. materializing into what? what she already was. something not seen. but instead of seeming nothing, she is nothing. so what’s changed? you ran back. you ran as fast as you could. you were sprinting. your life depended on it. while you watched me disappear. and you didn’t catch me. you were too late. no more barriers, no more hate, no more pain. i’ve taken what you never wanted in the beginning: me.


This is a story of a girl who used to be mean a lot to me, a girl who is now lost to me, and a girl who unfortunately enough i still care about.. i dont know who to trust anymore. because from my experience, everyone leaves in the end anyway.

Lost.....

You said you loved me, you said you cared,
but when I turn around you are not there.
I waited for you long enough
you put me through hell and never gave up.
You pushed and pulled and played with my heart
the moment you said we will never be apart,
now I am looking at you dead in your eyes
and all along you were telling me lies.
I'll never forget what you put me through
but sure enough you'll want me to come back through.
In the end, just to let you know
I'll always love you rain, sleet, or snow.

S'cuse Me While I Kiss The SkY!

Forty two years has passed since the death of an legend. This man could make the guitar talk. And talk it did in seductive notes and ecstatic tunes. This man hugely influenced to birth of hard rock, and to an extet heavy metal. This was Jimi hendrix and man, was he a God in his own accord. This man rocked souls the world over. He made magic at the Woodstock festival.

Hendrix is widely known for and associated with the use of psychedelic drugs, most notably Acid(LSD), had smoked cannabis and drank alcohol previously. Amphetamines are also recorded as being used by Hendrix during tours. Hendrix was notorious among friends and bandmates.

Jimi Hendrix, perhaps the most innovative guitarist to ever visit our planet, died on Sept. 18, 1970, leaving behind an unimaginable legacy and body of work considering his short time with us.

Sweet Nothing

Gone are the days when love was real and happiness true,
and yet now all i do is think of you,
As i used to whisper sweet nothings into your ears, all yu did was smiled them through.
What of the time yu left me alone, standing on a lonely road not knowing where to go!

Curse now as yu may as i sing it thru,
wat matters if this is naive as i sing sweet nothings to yu,
That the most could not pleasure yu...

and somewhere under a solitary tree lies a lonely grave, buried where my happiness and tears,
numbness lies here beside in bed, for though yu knew my love was true and my life was all yu.....

now i carry my heart in a golden bag , for yu my love for YU.

The Death Of Ideals

I witness hatred, remorse, regret and apathy on a everyday basis. We all do. We ignore ethos, respect and a long forgotten word on which the modern society was built on.... Honour. We live a narcissitic life. this may seem like hypocrisy  to the ones who may know me only superficially,


An hypocrite i may be, but my rants make perfect sense to the people of my wavelength. We may be branded different and maybe by some as idiots, but we are of descript values and morals. And on the topic of which, i feel the current culture is done with. What i am talking about is upstanding morals and ideals. I am not talking about keeping the law or upholding dignity but of values, not for the sake of "having too" but wanting too. Even the movies today, but a few, promote having low morals and behaving like a scoundrel. Movies of Vijay, Dhanush or silambarasan glamourzse the role of the road side rascal to a point that the behaviour is picked up and influenced the normal people. Now the arguement maybe tht people have the tendency to think on their own,make their own decisions, but such is not the case normally. In my observation, a lot of people i know lack the tendency to form their own opinions. But thats beyond the point of dicussion and maybe for a different post. Coming back to topic, the populace on a whole has accepted the loss of morals and values and even feel very comfortable in this. They find stepping on the smaller guy acceptable and in fact sometyms it is found to be commendeble by some.  They believe eve teasing or demonizing the modern woman is acceptable, because after all they deserve it. Its jus a modern watered down version of the salem witch trials.

And also The rampant nepotism and cronyism is the norm and bribery and cheating is allright as long as yu dont get caught. The general consensus is that if you are rich, you are doing something right and even if it is morally unacceptable by the usual standards. Why not. Chivalry, bravery ,courage, idealism and the need to stand up for what is right are after all outdated. This genertion is the death of ideals.When you have complete freedom without a sense of morality to restrain it, you have anarchy. I am amused by the irony that is my life. While on the one hand i am annoyed and disgusted by the complete  disregard of human decency, I am amazed by the complete lack of remorse with which such actions are carried, and ultimately justified.

As tears touch this sullen face,
the sky cries down on this melancholy day,
I stand on the edge holding everything that is dear,
an ennui takes over as the waves touch me in fear,
i walk into this dark abyss, till at my neck the water kisses,
Wat secrets do these depths behold, another deep breath i take and hold.
Another day shall i wlak into this water, another day, deeper shall i wade.
till then hold me in your memories my grace, till then hold me in your minds embrace.

in another world..... of dreams

in transcendent visions,
memories of a haunted past,
as a mist sets,
 blurring all that is gone and lost,
dig deep into hallowed ground,
 buried here are my hopes and dreams,
Strike a melancholy note to give tune to prose, to fantasy reams.