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My 10 Movies

So there was this tag on Facebook that I did sometime last year. Since I don’t want it to get lost in the abyss that is the FB timeline, I decided to put it up in my blog. Here goes, a 10-day movie tag where I had to post 10 images of films I liked or which had an impact on me. It wasn’t easy to come up with just 10, but I tried. I wasn’t required to post the name of the movie there, but I am doing it here.

Day 1/10 – Apoorva Ragangal Read the rest of this entry


Of Slippers, Rings, And Other Such Trinkets

The philosopher Blaise Pascal once remarked, “Cleopatra’s nose, had it been shorter, the whole face of the world would have been changed.” Something tells me it wasn’t just the nose that would have changed the history of the world. A nose ring perhaps.

Just take a gander through history and literature and look at the havoc created by the various accessories women use to adorn themselves. Maybe it wasn’t havoc all the time, but you have to admit that the various trinkets women wear have played significant roles in many tales.

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Post 101- Looking Back with Gratitude


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

A Song that is a Barometer and a River Like no Other – Neeraduvan Nilayil

And Quiet Flows the Nila

And Quiet Flows the Nila (Pic Courtesy : Wikipedia)

There must be something in the waters of Bharathapuzha. How else do you explain all that cultural, literary, spiritual and artistic magnificence that sprouted and thrived along its banks?

Unfortunately all that magnificence seems to have given way for maleficence these days from what I hear. The general malaise of corruption that seems to be killing life as it should be lived everywhere, is slowly choking the life out of Bharathapuzha too. But we are not here to discuss that. It’s Bharathapuzha as Nila that I come to talk about and as Nila, she continues to flow unabated, because she flows where no corruption can breach an entry – in the psyche of every Malayali who cherishes his art, his music and his poetry. And there, she is no mere river; she is a manifestation, of a whole ethos. Read the rest of this entry

Scent of Earth and Dusk Maiden by Lanternlight – Shararanthal Thirithanu Mukhilinkudilil


Pic Courtesy : Kumar Mullackal

I wish someone would bottle up the scent of the earth. Yes, scent. Not fragrance. Raw scent. Period.

Petrichor, they call it. The gasp of the parched earth as the first drops of rain caress it.

They say that if you are anaemic, you are more acutely aware of the scent of the earth. I was at one time. All it took was a drop on the parched earth to send me into a crazy whirlpool of lust for the earth. Now I am healthier and unquenchably thirsty. Read the rest of this entry