Monday, November 22, 2004

A weekend of reunions and some extremely crappy tamil movies.

Its been a rather interesting weekend to say the least. Considering the fact that Srikrish finally flew down to Pune I decided to be a nice guy and go pick him up at the airport and managed to do that in an Accent thanks to another of my friends going to pick up Beta. Thought that 4 years of the U.S. of A would have quietened "the man" but he was as effervescent and bubbly as ever with the result that I realized that it would have been better if I had not introduced him to the others for the general interest of humanity (read "humanity" as yours poorly truly ! ) .

After a general banter of jokes which included the usual crappy one about senseless and sensible humour which IMHO is in great demand and in short supply. I ended up spending the remainder of Friday ribbing Srikrish about his great fear of the Great Pune Traffic show on Karve Road in an autorickshaw whose driver considered himself a competitor to Juan Pablo Montoya in terms of the number of times we escaped near crashes, things that a hardened commuter in the contraption that they call a rick I have gotten used to . Needless to say that it left him in a flit of bother regarding the traffic sense or the lack of it. !

Later ended up having dinner at ShangriLa and watched Athu thanks to reviews by Krishna due to his brilliant surfing habits for crappy tamil movies. It was nice in patches, though definitely not watchable at 11 pm at night giving up precious sleep. Having made the 3 of us wake up inspite of our protests and watch the entire movie, Krishna promptly dozed off intermittently asking us for a summary of what had happened since the last time he dozed off. The same thing happened the next afternoon when we watched Giri on his recommendation where he claimed that Arjun would do a double act making me give up precious siesta time to watch a not too great movie .... This would earn him the sobriquet of the "crap" movie reviewer !


Well the only highlight was watching The Sound of Music and going to Khadakvasla with Srikrish and showing him the beauty of nature. Even though it was sunset we managed to get some phenomenal pictures which I should put up sometime.



Thursday, November 18, 2004

Here we go.

Pillaiyar chuzhi or "Hello World" ! Well I said Hello World a couple of days back but heres the first serious post. Nothing very serious has been happening in life other than Srikrishna attempting to visit me and Ram tomorrow. Well for the uninitiated Srikrishna is one good friend of old whom I shall be meeting after 3 and a half years. Another South Indian though a guest of Uncle Sam Gora Saab is returning to say hi to us Software Recluses here ! So tomorrow is meeting up with him and spending some over due to time away from document writing and bothering about the tools and bugs !

The other good thing happening is listening to music out of the comp. punctuated by the odd cracker . Diwali the festival of lights and crackers was over ages ago though an attempt is made to punctuate Hariharan's voice in Raincoat with the odd cracker.


Now to explain the title "Across the pale parabola of joy " , its one magical line in a book by PG Wodehouse's biggest hero as far as I am concerned , the joy of life ! PSmith in "Leave it to Psmith" ... It epitomizes the fact that joy AFAIK exists only as a parabola paled by the darkening power of the document.... Now thats why I call my blog an "Indians" rant.



Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Hello World

The world seems to exist and there seems to be a faint parabola of joy around it as is epitomized by leaving it to Psmith.