binary sugar cubes

h1: two teabags?
me: less than this, i dont get the taste of tea and its just like hot sugary drink.
h1: ah... i recall, whats that 'sugarubes are binary thing' on ur page?
me: see these sugarcubes. they are either one or none. unless you try and break them and thats not easy.
h1: hmm, my coffee is either too sweet or too plain. they should keep sugar and spoon instead.
me: my tea is just right. i applied the fuzzy logic to the binary cubes!
h1: how?
me: i put in two cubes, stir a little and then pick out one which is half dissolved and throw it out.
h1: cool! but its national wastage you are creating
me: i'll create more of a moral wastage by cursing the cube makers and other people around me after having a very sweet or very bland tea
h1: hmm... hey! then teabags are binary as well (*wink) got you here! ... wait... no, (*sigh) you can soak them as long as you need
me: u have a fuzzy logic but of no use

crap

tere ishq mein dooba rahe (fine, talking about love)
shaam-o-sahar mera rom rom (ok... normal)
hari om hari om hari om om... (duh! huh!!! whaaaat??!! brrr... run)
nasal guy sung this

a Rhino on my Wrist

was saving money for a Titan Octane. 6k was the price. although the price tag is secondary but 6k for a watch was too much. but i have a fascination for watches so was ready to shell out.

then last week read about this launch of WWF range of Titan watches. In collaboration with World Wildlife Fund, 13 models, marked with 6 endangered wildlife species of India were launched as collector's edition. Part of the sales will be used in the conservation programs by WWF.

auspicious combination! watch, wildlife, limited edition, contribution.

impatient i am, so ran for the nearest store and picked up a Rhino watch! and am boasting it proudly

tahaan and other movies

most of you wont like it. "its waste of time and money" you'll say.

its a small story. a kid, his donkey, few people, and kashmir. the kid's persual reminded me of another kid's movie Halo, came long back, there this little girl fought for her dog.

Tahaan. in the interval i commented "aah! after a long time me seeing a non-metro movie. no buildings, no urban lifestyles, no mumbai, no bombs or guns, no flying cars, no stars, no slapstick double-meaning humour. simple story, simple people and beautiful Kashmir. relief to eyes and mind"

The real treat was... beautiful kashmir and the camera in Santosh Sivan's control. superbly great cinematographer. each and every frame was a photograph, a wallpaper in itself. i can watch it a number of times just to relax my mind. and yes, Halo too was Santosh's creation. seems like only him and Vishal Bhardwaj think of kids these days.

then we saw A Wednesday. i knew there was nothing more than say a few scenes for me in this movie. and actually only the last 10 minutes, and that too the lines; no action, was worth some money of the ticket. a sheer waste of talent of Kher sahab and Shah sahab. any other heavy voice could have done the jobs. well, if a criminal could pee in his pants just seeing Jimmy Shergill, the movie could have been completed with Vivek and, say Sohail replacing the senior actors.

Wall-E. eagerly waiting for the DVD release.

Welcome to Sajjanpur. one time watch good entertainment. no need to keep the name Shyam Benegal in mind anywhere. though you can tell the expertise in nitty gritties.

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after long, pouring some bit

intention and gesture

the hall was half full. all were standing as the Tricolour fluttered on the screen and Jan Gan Man played. there was minor, almost negligible movement among people. almost all were well poised. i felt good. could even hear a few humming and me too let out my slow voice. a phone rang in front of me and this guy cut the call!

and the next time we people stopped at the entrance itself coz we could hear the anthem there.

i presume, in fact believe, this act of us was not out of any sort of compulsion. everyone knew what one should do and was doing it. and this was in contrast of all other activities we consciously or unconsciously take pleasure in doing when we are told not to. like parking at no parking or spitting at do not spit.

of course we all had a respect for the anthem. maybe we all remembered the teaching in civic, how to respect our national anthem and flag. "We should do this" was what we were taught. i think we never took this as an instruction or a rule that we would enjoy breaking. and if we ever thought so, maybe we were also thinking that atleast lets not break this rule.

now i dont expect we all would be doing the same if we heard the anthem when we were on street or in a meeting or in a restaurant. we would feel a bit sorry and will continue with our chore. the intention will be more important then than the gesture. like i always touch my parent's feet whenever i meet them after long but maybe i'll miss doing it if they stood there with open arms and we hug. no one would mind!

well, though i do feel bit awkward to see some players of our cricket team with their hands on chest in american style when they should be standing attention. either don't do it or do it properly? an immature thought! hehe.

intention above gesture my friend! intention above gesture! and we all have good intentions... atleast for one thing. and its great to see this :)

yourself

you break trust on yourself when someone whom yourself trusted breaks your trust on him