Flavors!!!

Flavors(n) - taste, esp. the distinctive taste of something as it is experienced in the mouth, the dictionary says. But whenever someone utters this word, the very thing which strikes my mind is Flavors - The Movie. I remember a close friend of mine N shared this movie to me when I was in my third year undergrad. I asked a friend of mine K who was staying next to my room to download the movie from N's Pc. It added spice to his happiness of teasing me with N(N is a she btw :D). The reason being, I never wanted to watch an English movie other than an Action genre as I relied on subtitles to decipher the plot of other movies. And as K rightly said it was for N who insisted me to watch this movie, i showed some interest to watching the movie.

The movie just depicts the lives of few NRIs who are in America. Though as the name says, the movie projected various flavors of life and my concentration was on the couple Karthik and Rachna. They seem to have lived in that movie like million who are living their life believing that there's some meaning in a long distance relationship. It portrayed how beautifully you can play around with virtual life. There's one scene where Rachna would have had a bad day at office and she feels dejected and here comes Kartik who obviously loves to boost her up. He asks her to get decked up and while she was getting ready for no reason, the guy orders food and flowers for her. They arrange a table and they sit on sides assuming the other sits opposite to them. They put on a bluetooth ear phone and they enjoy a virtual date with a candle light dinner and music. Could you light up someone's day without being besides them. Absloutely!!! Everything goes well and here comes a man who likes to marry Rachna and as every girl feels in a friendship, Rachna does consider Kartik as his friend and not more than that and she is in thoughts to marry that someone. Here comes another scene where Kartik tells Rachna about that someone and he feels that the guy is okay for her. "He likes you and you are okay with him and you will get married to him and What happens to me" Kartik adds. How well the relationship has blossomed between the two can't be better portrayed than this scene as they ended up marrying each other.

And here I come out of my room feeling good after watching the movie and explaining my friends about the movie. They saw Me & N as Kartik & Rachna. Even then I felt myself that N is not Rachna and she cant ever become Rachna. And for that matter, I never thought I would become a Kartik for someone. After years down the lane, I saw the movie couple of days back and realised a Kartik in me and figured out my Rachna. The insides of US are relishing the nature of virtual life.

Across the Seas
And Over the Mountains -
No Matter Wherever I may be,
My thoughts shall
Always be with you.
Life is Love and It makes life so beautiful :)

Who made it...The beer!!!

Beer, This is something that pulls you up when you are in down or something that enhances your happiness. This is what I feel. Everytime I had a sip of it, I feel that God made it, if God exists(that is certainly not our topic of discussion) . I was in my college third year when I had my first encounter with beer. Surprisingly I was a so called alcoholic who did not start with a beer. But from then, I was totally into it. Bangalore is the place, which actually taught me how crazy you could become if you like it. With chicken kabab that we used to get in a roadside mobile restaurant, i started liking the beer better than I did when I tasted it for the first time. "WE", ohh the very word reminds me of my friends Pink and Junk. How good the time we had. It was wonderful. I wish I could go back to those times. But how would I? I am waiting for my trip to india. I like this place, United States of America, But this is not the place I wanted to be. India is calling me :(.. Ohhhh where did I go.. I started this topic for a different reason. Yeah, I am having a beer. I can sense the heaven. Believe me :). Have it. Let's feel it together ;)!!!!!!

Cricket Again!!!

Cricket is something which always fascinates me. I ever feel that Cricket is such an entertainer which would make me forget about everything. I have so many incidents to share to let the world know how much I like this sport.

I did not even cry when my brother left to the US of A when he packed his things off to grab his dream of settling over there. But I did cry when India lost a test match against Pakistan in Chennai long time back. It was such a wonderful match where in my god almost took the team to the winning position. When he fell off just short of the target, the whole team was collapsed in a short span of time which I was not able to accept. I wept like a crazy boy and everyone took so much time to console me.

I remember when I was a child, my dad, my brother and me watch cricket like crazy. Mommy is a poor soul always as she has to sacrifice all her serials and entertainments for us. There was a cricket match, we played against WestIndies in WestIndies. WestIndies has a wierd time lag as every match starts at 8 in the night IST and it goes off till 3 or 4 am the next day morning. We slept off early that night thinking that India would quite easily win the match. Suddenly I woke up in the middle of the night to make sure that we guys have done the job completely, It was so dark and I carefully took steps to go out of my room to the hall where we have the television. I was able to hear that some commentator was saying that India cannot lose the match from here. I was wondering who is watching TV now as I thought everyone was deep in sleep. Adding to it, I worried how come India had come to such a 50-50 position when it was almost our game when I hit the bed. I peeked into the hall slowly and found my dad watching the match and both of us blushed :D. He said " Vaa da matcha paaru. Epdi poyitu iruku theriyuma". He said that he also wanted to make sure that we guys complete the match on a winning note. I murmered "crazy this house is. crazy on cricket". I believe that my bro was in his college then, he must have been there otherwise. And India struggled hard to win the match. Myself and dad were hugging each other celebrating as if we had won a million dollar in lottery.

Whenever a close match is on the cards, My dad calls me up no matter where I am and what time is it. We would be sharing our pressure, our tension via the phone as if we are the owner of the team. The only thing in the world that my bro and me do not fight for having the remote control is Cricket.

Just a week back, the IPL got over. IPL had met the expectations of entertaining all the cricket fans and I am no exception. IPL had actually taught me the habit of waking up early. Hmm, there are things that you actually gain watching cricket ;).

The last T20 world cup is such a memorable one. It all happened in bangalore when I was working and we were 6 of us including me staying in a wonderful apartment(trilochan). I somehow become so much superstitious when it comes to cricket. I hardly move away from my place where I sit. I fear that India would lose the match if I move away. And here we have encountered so much coincidences which came into play. My friends were tripping me off for being superstitious and they convinced me to change my position once and they bet me that India would not lose. I obeyed them and strangely India lost couple of wickets which made my friends gave up their bet and asked me to go back to my position. T20 world cup is so much special to us as we believe that we pushed India to win the world cup by having beers everytime India had a match :D. Isn't it crazy?

It's crciket again!!! World Cup T20 it is!!! I am sure that this would eat away my time for another 15 days. But It cant get me the wonderful moments that the last one had gotten me. I will be missing all my buddies who were there with me last year, the kingfisher beer which can beat any costliest beer that you get here in USA, more importantly 203 TRILOCHAN which i would prefer next to my home.

Three Cheers to our Indian Team :)

I almost forgot to mention about a guy, my friend. I wont be doing justice to the blog about cricket, If I don't mention about him. So I am editing this post again and I just do not want to insert it anywhere in the middle as I believe ending a blog should be more important. We share so many common traits. If I get a text message when a cricket match is going on, I can be certain that that is from him. I am getting them even now when we guys are miles apart. We together share all the happiest and sorrowful moments right from BITS PILANI to till now. South Africa chased a massive target of 434 against Australia. India were out of the world cup 2007 not even reaching the super 8 stage. Ganguly left the Indian team. Dravid, the wall had been put into pressure by the critics. Sachin gave us a series victory against Australia with couple of mindblowing performances in the two finals that happenned in Australia. Chennai 600028 movie, Bhawan cricket, T20 world cup, Fwded mails about sachin and list never ends...

Sachin is our God. Cricket is our Religion.

"Catch me if you can" says Time

It was a hectic 5 months. Graduate life keeps me occupied. It occupied me the whole 5 months. I had enjoyed a very little time without having anything to ponder about, without worrying about my academics, without brooding over the updates that I had to show to my professor every week.

It's been 2 long years since I graduated from BITS-Pilani, I still long for the days...for the evergreen beautiful days in BITS-Pilani. Did I ever worry about the academics then? How did I become such a "responsible" person now? Am I missing the freedom that I had for my ownself, in this new country? Do I fear about how and where the life is gonna take me to? Does that fear make me such a person who has very little time to spend with his friends and for his ownself? I still wonder and ponder over these questions. Adding more and more tasks to my already over working mind.

This is not the one that I wanted. I cannot have too much to think. I need space. I need time. I need time for myself. I wish I were still a kid who enjoys sleeping over his mom's lap without any thoughts. Ignorance is bliss. How true is that!!!

Now all can only be hoped/wished for. It's all over, now I have become a graduate student who has quite a lot of commitments and who has to manage time for academics, friends and for ownself.

I was waiting for the summer break, I was hoping for some 15 solid days that I would get during the break. I really did not want to commit anything. I wanted the whole 15 days. 10 days before the break, I had a meeting with my professor. He said that he will not be able to support me for my studies during summer and he also said that he might get funding to support me for Fall, adding to it, he asked me to work for our research during the break.

Thoughts and worries again, would I miss his support, if i dont end up working during my break. Phew, Now the so called break is over. Yet another semester begins, and ...

Time says Catch me if you can...

Why am I here???

I am still figuring out the reason.. Why i am here? May be It's all because of a blog that i read today which is the source of inspiration to start writing my own. I have read hundreds of blog so far and out of them I have seen some brilliant ones where in you would end up spending the whole day reading the blog and still you don't regret for having wasted your time. But the blog that inspired me is not a great one. In fact It's just an average one but it made me feel good when i read it. I found a mixture of happiness - sadness, ingenuousness - boastfulness, obeisance - arrogance and many more. Right, let me start bragging about someone's blog now. D'uh. After taking a bow to my insipration, I would say that here with my "GraFFitO", I would try to lead you all to the stairway to heaven, en route you will encounter every facet of life which would make anyone believe "La vie est amour".