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To my Saviour, my Lord, Jesus Christ…… There’s more than just love An everlasting bond I promise never to break the vow Nor make myself a vagabond. I am blind, oh Lord Truly blind in the bleary world of mine You touch my eyes and I finally see How illuminated the path is You’ve laid out ahead of me.                Will a simple “Thank you” suffice? Pardon me, Lord You’ve forgiven me enough already. Your abiding comfort renews and comforts This, at times, meek and disobliging soul Help me, Lord To defy turbulence and remain steady. My saviour, you have been My friend, you have been My mentor, you have been My healer, you have been My father, you have been You still are.. And will be.. You are what I call my strength, my hope and faith I thank you, And remain grateful for all eternity PS- Wishing everyone a very merry Christmas…..May the good...

  The White Tiger By Aravind Adiga         2008 was a year reminiscent to most Indian book lovers.  Chennai born Aravind Adiga and Delhi bred Amitav Ghosh were the Indian names among those shortlisted for the 2008 Man Booker Prize for Fiction. It was the then 34 year old Adiga who walked away with the £50,000 award for his ambitious debut novel ‘ the White Tiger’ , a book whose complex take on the whimsical  notions of Indian modernity were marvelled yet criticized by literary figures and readers alike.      Adiga’s protagonist Balram Halwai , a self-confessed scoundrel cum “successful” entrepreneur, writes a letter to the visiting Chinese Premier Wen Jiabao in which he narrates his rags-to-riches story, a tale devoid of all traits bearing resemblance to honesty, loyalty or kindness and where greed unashamedly greets you in its entirety.      Balram, son of a rickshaw puller, is drawn out of...

There are quite a handful of movies that bored me the first time I watched them. Later on, I kept thinking about them, reminiscing their scenes  which made me realize how bad a movie buff I've been. Here is a pick of such movies (in no particular order) that have enthralled me every time I watch them(pity not the first time..) Apur Sansar (1959)                       -Satyajit Ray         Satyajit Ray’s genius unfolds in each scene like poetry. The final part of “the Apu Trilogy” shows us a struggling, aspiring writer Apu (Soumitra Chatterjee) tricked by fate into loving and losing a charm of a wife like Aparna (a rather young Sharmila Tagore) to childbirth after which he abandons both his manuscript and his son, Kajal . Apu’s subsequent acceptance of his son and therefore his life ends the movie on a poignant note.               ...

It has been a long time since I posted something.. I know. There was no lack of events, movies or books all this while but I've been feeling a lot less inspired lately. Third year at college is slightly demanding....giving a glimpse of what the IT sector has in store for me after one year. All I can do is hope for the best.                                    So what was I doing all this while...?        Read a little, watched a lot of movies, dabbled in a songwriting course in coursera (one more week to finish it!) and most of the time, sitting on my couch eating Rasam saadam ..thinking absolutely nothing! If I'd only closed my eyes while shutting off my thoughts I'd have done something close to meditation.        My copy of Orhan Pamuk's "My Name is Red" is gathering dust. So is Rolf Dobelli's "The art of thinking clearly" and Nassim Nicholas...

         I do not endorse the method LTTE chief Prabhakaran chose to protest against the crimes against his people. Neither did the Srilankan military. That’s how the 2009 Eelam war came about where several thousands of innocent Tamils were killed. A war, of course, claims lives. But nothing explains the photos released by channel 4. Death by accident is clearly not what killed Balachander. The eyes of the 12 year old sitting in the bunker having a snack, only to be killed in cold blood in less than 2 hours, haunted us more than we could bear (I couldn’t help but cry for 2 hours straight) and have caused this uprising in Tamil Nadu by students and public alike, though three years too late.       The indifference to Srilankan Tamils is what formed the radical group LTTE in the first place. If this issue was sorted earlier, we wouldn’t have lost Rajiv Gandhi. When Salman Khurshid says we can’t act as big brother to any other country...