Howzzat!

It’s blistering hot over here in Coimbatore . It’s just the starting of summer and the heat has set in already. Coimbatore used to be known for its mild climate. But things have totally changed over the past few years. The average temperature during the day is around 38 ºC nowadays. As students who have just entered class 12, we have got to attend special classes from 1.30 pm to 4.40 pm everyday this month. My house is a bit away from the bus stop. I’ve got to walk some 15 minutes and the heat makes me giddy. Furthermore, there is an everyday power cut from 2 to 4pm. And the fact it’s just March now…, God! Somebody please talk to the power minister to relieve us from these irksome power cuts or just suggest me a good prickly heat powder……

Why did I name my blog “Howzzat!”? I’m really fond of cricket but I’m fond of other things too. *** I chose “Howzzat!” because it was one of the words that I was very much attracted to as a child. *** An abbreviation of ‘How is/was that?’ it’s a common cricket jargon mostly used by the bowler when the batsman is caught off stumps or clean-bowled. ***

I’d say 2009 was a rather interesting year, better than 2008. Yes, everyone might say that the current year is better then the last one, but I’ve got my reasons for that. Most importantly, I wrote my 10th board exams this year. Hence the first three months were quite hard to go by. I don’t think I did well in the first few months of the year. For me, the end of the year is naturally the end of my academic year. To go by the rules, let me explain the events which had made some sort of impact on me from the first month. January is one of my unluckiest months in spite the fact that my birthday falls on this month. I’d spent the entire month writing model exams and almost nothing else. I wasn’t very sincere while studying for those tests. I’d lock the door pretending that I was studying while I was actually whiling away time by listening to the radio and afterwards I had to wake up early (around 3 am) the next morning to study. Pretty stupid. Warning: Don’t adopt this technique. You’ll ...

Vinaithaandi Varuvaaya I just saw the movie this morning with my gang of girls at KG BIG cinemas. Well, I didn’t spend any of my money for it as the trip to the theatre was given as a treat by my pal. The movie evoked certain mixed feelings. I didn’t quite know whether the story was usual or unique; whether the characters were well-etched or blurred or whether the director wanted to say the tale of two lovebirds or more than just that. And about the story… Karthick (Simbu) falls in love with his house owner’s daughter Jessie (Trisha) at first sight. She spurns his advances warning him about the differences between them and the consequences they’ll face if they possibly marry. And of course, she doesn’t like him yet. So, what Karthick does to please her and whether their love finally succeeds, forms the rest of the movie. Well, half of the film goes by this way, where the leading lady speaks the same dialogues over and over. The film could have ended some 15 minutes...

This might be a small and insignificant incident but it is one of my most remembered and cherished ones... September 11, 2001 - Two days before my brother was born. We were very anxious, especially my dad. I was eight years old then. When asked whether I wanted a sister or brother, I said “a brother...yes, I’d love to have a brother. No, a sister…she can wear my old dresses then.” We were in the hospital mostly, the same hospital where I was born, as were my cousins. My mama was sleeping mostly. She grew alien to me in those few months. Then there was dad. I was always with him. While we were in the hospital, he’d take me somewhere to eat. Once he took me to a browsing centre where he and I played “Roadrash.” I stumbled a couple of times over the garbage bin. How we laughed! Now I see my brother play the same bike game, frantically hitting the keys on his joystick. I had zero idea how a baby comes out of the mommy’s tummy. But I had seen the many, many movies where mothers to be where...

My first blog has to be about music. I love anything that has soul (mind you, not sole!) in it. Here is a list of my top 5 fav songs. If you are on the lookout for some pretty good songs to add to your playlist, I'm glad to give you mine... So here goes.. 1. Chris de Burgh The lady in red A true classic. Released in 1986 in the album "Into the light," it was the #1 in 25 countries. With his true blue voice, this Argentenian-British-Irish guy made heads turn with this song. It was rated as his career best and raked in enough money to keep him rich throughout his life time. It's said to be based on his first wife, Diane. But once backstage, Princess Diana had complimented him mistaking the song was about her, as she was known to be fond of wearing red. Devoid of flaws, it's a simple romantic song full of rhythm. 2. ABBA Dancing queen. It was the biggest hit single of ABBA. With crisp and clear lyrics, it had breath-taking vocals...