A Long time Coming
I've been meaning to write everyday.. but I've been so busy at work.
The thought that my company is coming up with 5 films is exhilarating. Then it hits you... 5 films to market... in their own unique way. And who is in charge of it?
What makes matters really daunting is that a lot is hanging in the balance on this job (and how well I do it). Renu and I have been discussing the possibility of downgrading our social status from DINKs to SIMKs after our little bundle makes her debut. Both of us want someone to be at home with the kiddo... and since she hates working more than I do, I'll go hunt for the food. Classic evolutionary species we will be.
A lot has happened in the past few weeks that had me occupied (apart from work and doing a Clouseau on Renu's tummy... looking for that little kick). Chelsea finished second-best in England and Europe... and as most may agree, second-best is nothing. Man United triumphed - but a lot of credit for that goes to that irritating Ronaldo. It would be great to see him leave England for Spain. Without him, Man United don't really stand much of a chance next year. I mean 40 odd goals in one season!!
The Talwar murder case... and the other one in Mumbai involving the TV Exec. We are learning a lot from these foreign channels, I say. Discovery teaches our kids all about sex, drugs and murder. We should ban this foreign invasion. On another note... I can't wait to see Aarushi's killer go to the gallows. And her mother... something about her I can't put my finger on. And what can you say about a couple who have sex (twice) in the presence of a dead body (freshly killed by one of the them)?Obama took the Democratic Presidential Nomination. What a year this has been. Many feel that the long drawn tussle between Hill and Bar could be detrimental to the long term unity of the party - and their supporters, considering that elections are just round the corner. A black man in the white house is something I never thought I'd live to see. I thought it was more impossible than a woman in the oval office (although Renu disagrees). Bruce for Veep!!!
My tickets to Paris are booked. Accommodation is also settled. I'm on the way to the promised land. On 27th June, Parc Des Princes is the Promised Land. Only the visa is required now. The itinerary is not done yet - just the concert, Normandy, and Disneyland are for sure.Had a few honorable mentions in a depressing blog of late. Why can't some people get over rejection? Reminds me of a program I watched on Discovery Channel recently - it talked about the stages of grief (sorrow, or in this case - rejection): Denial - Anger - Bargaining - Depression and finally - Acceptance. Looks like this chap reached stage 2 already. Can't wait to see how stages 3,4 and 5 pan out. Speaking of blogs, look out for my boss' blog soon. He promises a good read. And it won't be used as a medium to crib and throw muck at people in the industry.
Renu and I were discussing the fuel price hike this morning - on our way to work. Seriously, does this 'aam aadmi' crap make any economic sense? There is a flat increase in fuel prices for petrol, diesel and cooking gas. So it does not matter if you are me or my maid, your cooking gas is priced the same. It does not matter whether you drive a fancy Mercedes into a gas station or a Logan - your diesel is priced the same. I may be wrong here - but wouldn't variable pricing make more sense? Charging the rich (not more but) as per their income should be a better solution. My cooking gas cylinder is priced the same as a cylinder bought by Taj Lands End. I don't understand this.
Anyway, the monsoons are here... and we are in the 'here we go again' mode. Muck on the roads, snail-pace traffic, drivers suffering from all sorts of inferiority complexes honking away... but nothing beats the sight of the rain. Lashing against our windows at home. Amazing!!
Speaking of traffic jams - imagine being stuck in a moment you can't get out of, staring at this poster. Whoever thinks this kid is cute needs a trip to the optician. And whoever passed this picture for a giant hoarding needs to be put in the same room with Chisy, Aarushi's Dad, Maria Susairaj and Alistair Pereira for the rest of his sordid life.
Have not discovered much in music of late... movies neither. Watched Indiana Jones - wished I hadn't. Watched Narnia (Caspian) - thought I was reading the bible back in St. Joseph's Coonoor. Watched Iron Man - loved it. Looking forward to whatever I can get of the summer releases in India.
Made a few trips of Kareem's of late. Their Nalli Nihari rocks man!! Each time I devour that dish, I know why I left Singapore :)
Honk for Obama!!
The thought that my company is coming up with 5 films is exhilarating. Then it hits you... 5 films to market... in their own unique way. And who is in charge of it?
What makes matters really daunting is that a lot is hanging in the balance on this job (and how well I do it). Renu and I have been discussing the possibility of downgrading our social status from DINKs to SIMKs after our little bundle makes her debut. Both of us want someone to be at home with the kiddo... and since she hates working more than I do, I'll go hunt for the food. Classic evolutionary species we will be.
A lot has happened in the past few weeks that had me occupied (apart from work and doing a Clouseau on Renu's tummy... looking for that little kick). Chelsea finished second-best in England and Europe... and as most may agree, second-best is nothing. Man United triumphed - but a lot of credit for that goes to that irritating Ronaldo. It would be great to see him leave England for Spain. Without him, Man United don't really stand much of a chance next year. I mean 40 odd goals in one season!!
The Talwar murder case... and the other one in Mumbai involving the TV Exec. We are learning a lot from these foreign channels, I say. Discovery teaches our kids all about sex, drugs and murder. We should ban this foreign invasion. On another note... I can't wait to see Aarushi's killer go to the gallows. And her mother... something about her I can't put my finger on. And what can you say about a couple who have sex (twice) in the presence of a dead body (freshly killed by one of the them)?Obama took the Democratic Presidential Nomination. What a year this has been. Many feel that the long drawn tussle between Hill and Bar could be detrimental to the long term unity of the party - and their supporters, considering that elections are just round the corner. A black man in the white house is something I never thought I'd live to see. I thought it was more impossible than a woman in the oval office (although Renu disagrees). Bruce for Veep!!!
My tickets to Paris are booked. Accommodation is also settled. I'm on the way to the promised land. On 27th June, Parc Des Princes is the Promised Land. Only the visa is required now. The itinerary is not done yet - just the concert, Normandy, and Disneyland are for sure.Had a few honorable mentions in a depressing blog of late. Why can't some people get over rejection? Reminds me of a program I watched on Discovery Channel recently - it talked about the stages of grief (sorrow, or in this case - rejection): Denial - Anger - Bargaining - Depression and finally - Acceptance. Looks like this chap reached stage 2 already. Can't wait to see how stages 3,4 and 5 pan out. Speaking of blogs, look out for my boss' blog soon. He promises a good read. And it won't be used as a medium to crib and throw muck at people in the industry.
Renu and I were discussing the fuel price hike this morning - on our way to work. Seriously, does this 'aam aadmi' crap make any economic sense? There is a flat increase in fuel prices for petrol, diesel and cooking gas. So it does not matter if you are me or my maid, your cooking gas is priced the same. It does not matter whether you drive a fancy Mercedes into a gas station or a Logan - your diesel is priced the same. I may be wrong here - but wouldn't variable pricing make more sense? Charging the rich (not more but) as per their income should be a better solution. My cooking gas cylinder is priced the same as a cylinder bought by Taj Lands End. I don't understand this.
Anyway, the monsoons are here... and we are in the 'here we go again' mode. Muck on the roads, snail-pace traffic, drivers suffering from all sorts of inferiority complexes honking away... but nothing beats the sight of the rain. Lashing against our windows at home. Amazing!!
Speaking of traffic jams - imagine being stuck in a moment you can't get out of, staring at this poster. Whoever thinks this kid is cute needs a trip to the optician. And whoever passed this picture for a giant hoarding needs to be put in the same room with Chisy, Aarushi's Dad, Maria Susairaj and Alistair Pereira for the rest of his sordid life.
Have not discovered much in music of late... movies neither. Watched Indiana Jones - wished I hadn't. Watched Narnia (Caspian) - thought I was reading the bible back in St. Joseph's Coonoor. Watched Iron Man - loved it. Looking forward to whatever I can get of the summer releases in India.
Made a few trips of Kareem's of late. Their Nalli Nihari rocks man!! Each time I devour that dish, I know why I left Singapore :)
Honk for Obama!!
2 Comments:
Chisy, Aarushi's Dad, Maria Susairaj and Alistair Pereira's photos need to be put up for comparison. How is a reader supposed to compare?.
Honk.
honk honk
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