tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35331934140595043372024-03-12T17:52:53.203-07:00Rewind < PLAY > ForwardYou'll find here ramblings on general observations on life and the thoughts on music and drama typically from the late-70's/80's/early 90's. If you happen to have passed through that "timezone," you'll want to be here.BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-87472305299167023812011-05-03T01:48:00.000-07:002011-05-03T02:12:28.745-07:00Illaya NilaThose that have heard <i>Ilaya Nila</i> from <i>Payanangal Mudivathilay</i> must have four things etched ever so deep in their limbic systems. Not in any particular order, these could be:<div><br /></div><div>1. The guitar pieces, especially the one that carries the song at its end</div><div>2. SPB and Ilayaraja</div><div>3. The expectation this song creates for the others in this film, and</div><div>4. The word "nila" - which is "the moon" in English.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nila then becomes a word of context, a pattern to look out for in other SPB hits.</div>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-83359018379682126992011-04-27T03:21:00.000-07:002011-04-27T03:47:56.711-07:00OneLittle Lucky woke up with a surprised look on her face. The sunlight streamed into her bedroom through a gap in the lace curtains. She blinked, then squinted her right eye, and rubbed both her eyes with her little hands. <div><br /></div><div>Lucky spent a moment sitting still - holding the Bugs Bunny duvet in her arms. She looked around the room and decided to go downstairs. She could smell the waffles and honey being served in the kitchen; the strong aroma of Dad's coffee mixed in well. She felt for her bunny slippers sitting on the edge of her bed. Almost automatically, she had them on. </div><div><br /></div><div>As she walked out of her room, Lucky peered into her brother's room. His bed was made, pillows neatly stacked. She could hear him from downstairs. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div>"Must have his mouth full," she thought with a wry smile, then reflected on his immaculate room. "But then he's nine, three years older. The responsibility's good for him."</div>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-91546698481011137172011-03-24T00:51:00.000-07:002011-03-24T01:07:19.582-07:00Uranus(Arthi and S, this is about the planet - so no grinning...) This is a response A's message to my older post.<div><br /><div>With over 20 moons, and some having Shakespearean character names, and it's unique tilt, rings and orbital dispositition, Uranus could be a planet to watch out for. I also have a strange feeling that life on the planet is a possibility, however primitive.</div></div>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-68204821227978898792010-01-03T04:46:00.000-08:002010-01-03T04:56:39.917-08:00Meeting<p>This afternoon, I ran into an old friend, a classmate, I haven't seen in years. He's doing well - at Big Blue in Bangalore.</p><p>You know, sometimes a long gap between meetings shows up something that we didn't notice about people we know well before. This particular individual is more suave, a lot more precise with his words, and is a LOT better at spoken English (not that I am any better :)). Oh, he would be getting married this year, too. Best wishes to him!</p>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-83652737584833480262009-10-06T04:27:00.000-07:002009-10-06T04:52:40.270-07:00"Row, row, row your boat"It is kind of like how that nursery rhyme went: just stop to think when you get to "Life is just a dream."<br />Murali and I touched on one of our fav topics - nothing Darwinian - but the fact that many of our saints in the past (Adi Shankarar, Ramanujar, Thirunavukarasu) had had visions of seeing God. We touched on a few questions along the discussion:<br /><ul><li>"Mela poyachu" மேல போயாச்சு - Why does heaven get to be above (and vice-versa)?</li><li>Why does your current life get the results of what you did in your past life (when you can't even recall who you were or what you did)?</li><li>How does God really look like? Human features?</li><li>Your "atma" has no likes/dislikes, positive/negative actions attached to it - it is the body, the container, that gets involved in these tendencies: then, why does the body suffer? (This question becomes more quizzical if you factor past-life karmas...)</li><li>And, of course, the most common of 'em all, "What is the purpose of our lives?" The big picture. Not our individual goals, rather, the collective, universal, goal. </li></ul><p> </p>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-61244991101852593232009-09-14T07:43:00.000-07:002009-09-14T07:50:40.735-07:00A new dayToday, my friend begins her new life back at her hometown with a new job.<br /><br />It would be great reliving the opportunities of meeting new people, learning new things, creating new memories (and forgetting older ones at the last workplace).<br /><br />I remember reading somewhere that adapting at a new workplace is one of the most stressful activities.<br /><br />But not for this girl. It will be a piece of cake!BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533193414059504337.post-29409119968238677742009-09-12T23:38:00.000-07:002009-09-13T00:03:23.465-07:00"Mata ki Jai!"<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CsTPI522mkk/SqyUTygDifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T7I3mRIyJRw/s1600-h/CDH-RSH20090830.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380838722495547890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CsTPI522mkk/SqyUTygDifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T7I3mRIyJRw/s320/CDH-RSH20090830.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p>The drama at Rani Seethai Hall on Sunday, August 30, 2009 was awesome.Chennai Drama House's Indru Poi Netru Vaa was the show.<br /></p><br /><p>The drama showcased hard-nosed office-politics, with the usualaspiration: managers vying for promotion. The interspersed humor withthe (fake?) swamiyar's "Mata ki jai!" kept the tone going.<br /></p><br /><p>If you happen to be in Madras on September 13, 2009, do drop in at theMylapore Fine Arts on Oliver Road at 6.30 pm.</p>BKEnergyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08109209615567466639noreply@blogger.com0