How much is too much?

With the modern technologies available at man's disposal currently, nothing is impossible (as the Nike slogan shouts) . The "man" can build a nano-motor to a storage dam with breathtaking accuracy and efficiency. Anything he deems necessary is made feasible by paying off certain costs with the environment, which are ofcourse collateral damage. Anyway, that would be digressing from what I intend to state in this post. As the title clearly conveys when does a person know if the time is ripe for closure. Closure for anything. Love, Peace, Lifestyle, Habits, Information and quite a few things.

When can one clearly identify the point of no return, the point beyond which there is only a one-way ticket to perdition?

If not, is there only one way to find out the destination of the journey? (I hope not.)

Or does one have to experience them to make a better call the next time around (if we get a second chance) ? This does remind me of the movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind".

Anyway to end on a lighter note:


P.S: With an Ordinary Differential Equation to be solved, guess what the smart IITian decides to do??

The Aftermath

As i said, I was gutted. Things didnt go the way it was planned.

Anyway had to do something to cheer myself up. So watched a telugu movie and the rest as people say is crap!! It was the typical tollywood conveyor belt product. The movie was called Asadhyudu (please forgive me if I got the spelling wrong). It is supposed to mean the guy who does the "impossible" (or whatever) and the director takes it a bit too literally. He tries to do everything. A bit of Matrix, a bit of Mission Impossible. But forgets the essential component of a movie. The story. The movie can be effectively broken down to a maverick college-going hero who doesnt like anyone standing in his way (for that matter anyone's way). He is the supposed to be the flag-bearer of the society. What a twist in the tale!. You didnt see that coming, Did you?? Me neither. He fights against the mafia of Vizag and Hyderabad combined. An interesting observation in the movie is that the supposed mafia only rule the cities with swords. They never fire a gun. Heck, the only gun there was with the cops, who as usual do nothing. Bit of Japanese influence I must say.



The villain is probably the most interesting character in the film, along with his eccentric brother who bordered between a psycho and a constipated comedian quite efficiently. And as most telugu movies lay thrust on Physical Training, there was enough focus on the pelvic thrusts. It goes without saying that any Telugu movie without a significant show of skin does not warrant a presence on the wide screen. The heroine stalks the hero from vizag to Hyderabad, where he impresses her with his dare-devil antics and "moral" values. The stunts, the agility, the skill, the choreography. Phew. Even John Woo would have been proud of the action in the movie. Anyways, no points for guessing how the movie ends. The hero wins. Runs away with the girl to an exotic beach where they dance as if the world depends on it(Close!).

Btw it should be noted that a small perturbation of this movie would result in yet another classic Telugu movie. The task at hand for Telugu directors and writers couldn't get any harder. Hail to the Chief !!

P.S: Another movie on the hit-list is: Rumour has it!! Please dont go anywhere close to watching even the trailer.

May 17th, 2006

I am gutted!! There is no denying that. This was not how it was supposed to go.

But i will live to fight another day!!

Closing time

It has been a quiet few days. Indolence has been the theme so far. Procrastination has been the favourite activity so far.

It does feel weird that in a few days i will not have a reason to stay in my room. This was first thrust upon me when I had to fill up the Alumni association form (which i still have not filled). There had to be something fishy going on. Things dont end so abruptly. I am not trying to go down the good ol' route of putting senti where i talk you up with things like how i first came to campus-got scared of how huge it was-was petrified when i checked out the hostel-was stupified when i met the seniors-shocked i was when i got ragged-how thrilled i was to attend my first class-the adrenalin pumping when i cheered for my hostel-how content i seemed among my friends-how peaceful i was with the settings of the campus-how despite the innumerable cribs i had about mess food, i miss it now (even after the frog biriyani)-that i love my 15 minute walk to department even in Madras summer heat-loved getting into arguments with autodrivers-the walk to and from gurunath-endless fun in the quadrangle playing footer-nightouts put doing everything other than studying for the endsem the next day. Things have been so good that I kept thinking that this is where happiness is supposed to start, where all good things begin. And there will be more to follow. Never did I realise that this is happiness (Does it ring a bell?). This is where i belong. A place where I am content with my surroundings, despite all its shortcomings I have made my peace with. Well all good things must come to an end.

Old man dies, Young girl lives. Fair trade.

P.S: I am a bit high on milk. Had almost a litre of milk in half an hour. Long story :D
Btw just realised that i wrote the post in past tense. Guess time has come to move on.

Closing time it is.......

Closing time - time for you to go out, go out into the world.
Closing time - turn the lights up over every boy and every girl.
Closing time - one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer.
Closing time - you don't have to go home but you can't stay here.