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February 27, 2006

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 5:40 am

The story of a guy (Chris Evans as Ryan) who broke up with his girl friend allegedly accused of failing to act his age and on charges of being so self centered, childish, immature behavior, careless, blah blah blah and who suddenly turns out to be the man of the moment in a whole new ballgame of saving the life of an unknown person and her family from the hands of a few dirty cops. This shows how a man can convert his true self into actions with just-in-time bravery with an empathetic mind committed to risk even his own life to save the lives of unknown faces.

Jason Statham, a horse of a different color, performed the starring role of a dirty cop. Jason Statham abducts Jessica Martin, her kid, and her husband. She had no clues why they are being abducted. This covert abduction of Martin’s family is to snatch a video tape containing Jason’s heinous activities as a dirty cop.

She was then locked up inside an unknown house. She has nothing more than a shattered telephone and somehow manages to build a working phone from the scrap. This is how she seeks the help of Chris Evans (Ryan) through a random wrong number and the rest of the story is all about the do-or-die battle of Chris Evans with Jason Statham to secure the lives of the Martins. Chris Morgan, the screenplay writer should be the man behind the success of this one line story.

With all this thrill and suspense, one thing I like with this movie is the way the story’s foundation was laid by introducing Chris Evans as a guy who’s alleged of being self-centered by his girl friend and who later turned out to be the other way around :). Good movie. A suspense thriller worth enjoying.

February 24, 2006

Got to see the way…

Filed under: Verse — Mahen @ 9:27 am

… to see her right away.

I ran my love aground
Stranded in the dark
Got to see the way
To see her right away.
I don’t know how to go
I don’t know where to go
Can someone tell me how?
Can someone tell me how?

When she tries to be
the way she wants to be
Why can’t I too be
the way I wanna be???

Help me my friend
Help me to sing my song.
It’s a long and lonely night
I need her to hold me tight.
I ran my love aground
Stranded in the dark
Got to see the way
To see her right away…

February 17, 2006

The price of negligence

Filed under: Technical Writing — Mahen @ 6:12 am

$ 2.4 million!!!! Yep, that’s the daily fine amount that might be levied by European Commission on Microsoft for inadequate technical documents for its products. More on this story… 

February 15, 2006

The Sang(u) Parivar Sacristans

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 2:59 pm

When love spreads all around and when millions rush to catch up with their soul mate, there were a few bigots who bullied them for showing and sharing their love. The so called saviors of the Hindu culture: the Baj(ji) Rang Da(a)l and its allies did pose threat to V-day celebrations in the name of saving Indian culture. It sounds so cynical.

This is why in recent times Hinduism is often associated with a band of few hardliners who claim that they are the watchdogs of Hinduism and Indian culture. The bottom line field workers of these watchdog organizations are used to stooge for their NETAs who paint saffron to all their obscure outdated thoughts and practices, which they want others too to imbibe.

Commercialization, westernization, against Indian culture, blah blah blah… These are few buzzword barricades they use to bully people from moving ahead with radical practices. Commercialization—let it be. If Diwali can make the garment industry’s corpus to swell, why not V-day make Archies’ treasury to swell? Why isn’t there any cry when there’s a huge hype over celebrating Akshaya Thrithiyai? Is it not an exploitation of people’s superstitious beliefs through focused marketing campaign that tempts people to buy gold on that day to bring their share of fortune home? Why not these watchdog peek into such irrational practices and guide the Hindu mass to its well being?

Well, it’s to the merit of any civilization and culture to be more agile and tolerant with changing times. To their dismay, things are happening the other way. Keep in mind that anything new in this world will first be ignored. Then will be laughed at. Then will be fought with. But, victory is yours if you stay committed to what you believe. So, guys… love all and love sensibly; not only on V-day, but forever.

Shucks! So much love at hand but no Visa to Venus… 😦
Mahen

February 13, 2006

I had

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 6:35 am

Yet another classic comedy by Jim Carrey. Fun with Dick and Jane—fun time. It’s a story of a couple (Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni) struggling to come out of their blues after Jim Carrey was ditched by his employer Jack in an Enron-like calamity.

Jim Carrey gets promoted as the VP of his company and then comes the bolt from the blue when he learns that he’s going to have his tough time ahead without a job, bank balance, pension fund, and so on. The story gains momentum with a few glib-commedy acts of robbery by the Harpers (Dick and Jane) and the comedy was well woven and interspersed in between while at the same time clinging to the bottom line of the story which portrays the hard times of a jobless couple striving hard to live up to their dreams.

Going forward in their steal-to-live life, Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni manage to get Jack, the CEO of Globodyne, transfer 400 million dollars to Globodyne’s employees’ pension fund thereby putting an end to the suffering of Globodyne’s employees. In a nutshell, Fun with Dick and Jane—yet another laughter therapy by Jim Carrey.

February 8, 2006

Of Hutus and Tutsis

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 7:17 am

One word can tell you what Hotel Rwanda is all about, Genocide. One line can tell you what Hotel Rwanda is all about, When the whole world closed its eyes, one man opened his arms!!!

A perfect portrayal of the audaciousness and benevolent-cunningness of a Hutu moderate to save the lives of his kiths and kins, neighbours, and refugees from a brutal massacre by an organized Hutu militia. Aw shucks! It again reminds humanity that man is good; but, men are bad!

Terry George is for sure a master of his craft for a splendid reproduction of a real incident—genocide; not to mention the acting of Don Cheadle—a masterpiece. If Don plays the Hero, the story plays the heroine. Yep! This film would have been a flop if George had let the story fizzle out in an attempt to over emphasize the commercial aspects like adding special effects or high-tech fight sequences. It’s a job well done by Terry George and his team and he was successful in creating a lasting impression on the audience about the cruelty and bitterness of racist-hatredness and genocides.

A few questions belch out from my mind when I see the indifference of the so called super powers at a time when a hostile faction ransacks, rapes, and kills tens and thousands of innocent people of a particular ethnic group. When the whole world slanted towards the Indian minorities for what happened at Gujarat, why did they hand over their shit to the Rwandan Tutsis—a minority ethnic group? It’s not a perfect world…If it is, it’s not a world!!!

Is it possible to live in an idealistic and perfect world? Is it possible to live in an all-equal mutually-respecting world? Are all humans equal? Of course, the ideal answer should be yes. But, is that answer enforceable and is that equality prevalent in practical world? Why then did communism fail? Are people not willing to be equals? Or are people not equals at all? Why such genocides and holocaust? Why such hatred? It again boils out to the same list of answers; social imbalance; the gap between the haves and have-nots; suppression; oppression; discrimination; sadist-racism; blah blah blah… All said and done, one word I can wish for such genocides—never again!!!

“Never, never and never again shall it be that this beautiful land will again experience the oppression of one by another.”—Nelson Mandela

February 3, 2006

some of my scribblings

Filed under: Verse — Mahen @ 6:07 am

A game in the jungle

In moments of struggle alone in a battle,
Though you feel stranded, as if in a jungle,
It’s a game in the jungle, with beasts all around,
And the rule is to hunt, if you want to live around.
Though cowed down with failures,
Try not to lick your wounds,
But get the pains on your head,
Before you settle on your bed.

As roads to success may not always well made,
Take the time to settle on your shores,
And build your ship to see new shores;
Its the present that makes you blued,
But its the future for which you stay glued.

When seeing the unseen becomes your trade,
Tradeoffs can in no way help your trade.
Don’t turn blue, when you lose your cart,
For you have got your foot still to start.
Buzz with the energy to fight the deadly beast,
For it’s a game in the jungle, and the rule is to hunt.
When you build your might, you will win the fray,
And if you choose to run, you will end as prey.
Remember, it’s a game in the jungle and the rule is to hunt.

A girl in my dream

It’s between a dawn and a dusk,
head on my desk,
dead are my mind,
the work I should mind…
though I tend to work,
my lids tend to sleep.

A girl in my dream,
one from the cream.
a dream that’s so rare,
which wasn’t a nightmare.
She passed by me
and made my self freeze,
had no doubt in me
she was a passing breeze.

With a will in my day,
I walked through the bend
on her way till the bay,
to see a face…
that’s filled with gay.

As I rushed so fast,
I left her go my past.
In a dream not so bright,
amidst the dim dull light,
when I turned to my right,
it’s the same face so bright.

The moment I cherished,
when my dream now got perished.
In my damn dumb terminal,
again a day full of work.
Let me wait for a dusk,
till my head is again on my desk….
to see my girl in my dream
who’s one from the cream…

 A word of comfort

In all my days and my years,
in my life till the end,
‘tween the sand and the sky,
a word of comfort for my ears.

Of all the words, new and old,
it’s a word that’s so unique.
it’s a word that taught me life,
my first word indeed, in my life…

               “Amma”

Yes! In all my times, good and bad,
it’s a word of comfort for my soul…

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