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Jayalalitha Jayaram – And Why I Choose to be Tamil Today

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I don’t think anyone from outside the state of Tamil Nadu would fully comprehend the magnitude of this loss. That unabashed outpouring of grief, that unfettered display of emotion, that heartfelt cry of, “Amma!’ from a swirling sea of people… it might look weird, theatrical or downright ridiculous to an outsider. But believe me, there isn’t much fake about those scenes on your TV screen. That’s the Tamil for you – genuine, spontaneous, and unafraid to express his feelings. Read the rest of this entry

Dr. Indira Surendran – Doctor Without Borders


Dr. Indira Surendran. She was many things to many people, but to me she was the lady who always smiled. I think of her first as my mother’s friend and then as a doctor. She along with her sister, helped one of my sisters through a particularly difficult labor without resorting to a C-Section. She brought into this world quite a few children in my family including my first born, not to speak of the dozens in my extended family. Read the rest of this entry

Poo Venuma – MB Sreenivasan’s Delightful Composition for Children of all Ages

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34 delightful songs set to lively music, all of them about animals, birds, flowers, bees, the sun the moon, and all things enchanted, that once filled the rainbow-streaked skies and blossom filled meadows of our childhood dreams. That’s what’s been playing on a loop on my computer for the past one week and they have already taken me on several trips back to the carefree days of childhood. Read the rest of this entry

When Crowd Pulling Does not Equal Excellent Acting

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Yes, there is a new kid on the block, just a couple of mustache twirls away from superstardom. But what I don’t get is why everyone is going gaga over him. Yes, he is good and there are a few roles he can actually carry off. His first few movies were quiet good, or rather, entertaining. But then it got kind of stilted. And the kind of worship for him that I see amuses me. Clenching your muscles and glowering does not count as fine acting or a mark of toughness. It is simply posturing. And honestly, he looks quite silly doing it. Accessorizing with a beard that is one size too big on you is not a sign of toughness either. The beard needs to sit naturally on you. This rather reminds me of that unnatural thing growing atop Donald Trump’s head.  Read the rest of this entry

Post 101- Looking Back with Gratitude

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WordPress tells me this is my 101st post. Wow! The day I started blogging, way back in November 2006, I never dreamed I would get this far. It all began far, far away in a land called Rediffiland. The Ilanders were a motley crowd of wonderful people. Some of the best blogger friends I made were early dwellers of this mystic place. We all came together, supporting, motivating and being there for each other as we learnt the ropes of blogging. Somewhere along the way, the place unravelled and most of us migrated to WordPress or Blogger. But the friendships that sprouted there haven’t faded away. They merely spilled over to Facebook and continue to thrive.   Read the rest of this entry

Entharo Mahanubhavulu – A Tribute to Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

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For a while – one presidential term to be exact – it felt good to smugly say, “Yes, the President of my country is a rocket scientist!”

And it is not often that an old man with rather unkempt hair and no sense of style to speak of gets to be nominated to be a Youth Icon. It is simply a measure of the influence this man had on the collective youth of his country. Read the rest of this entry

What Will Your Verse Be? My Tribute to Robin Williams

robin williams    “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are all noble pursuits, and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. Read the rest of this entry