why do you think there are BGMs in movies..
well , here is what I found out.. ;)
1) So that when the camera zooms in on a particular face, the audience can figure out if the character is supposed to be the villain,or the hero,or the victim of the misery or perhaps the ghost
2) So that when somebody is tiptoeing or juming over a wall or doing some such clandestine activity the sound of his/her heels is not heard
3) so that the audience can make out what the director intended to convey in a scene,humour or tragedy or horror
;-)
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
'Kollifying'English
Q : What do people do on twitter?
A : They tweet!
Q : What are people who tweet called?
A : Tweeple.
Q : And where do i get all these information from?
A : Tweetipaedia
In the past few years , perhaps, more words have been added to our lexicons than before.Though only a few have made their way into the official lists others still find their place in our conversations.
Words like orkutting,tweeting are still informal while those like Banglored have made their way into the Oxford dictionary.
With new inventions and changed lifestyles came either new words or new contexts for many already existing words.
Like 'to chat' might have been used only to mean 'to converse' till sometime back.But today it largely means to chat on the 'net'.
Also words like 'padipist'(to mean a nerd) led to the development of regional variants of English like 'Monglish'and the like
English evolved from the German and latin languages and borrowed into its arsenal a whole load of foreign words and phrases.It developed for itself a grammatical structure and absorbed into it all the new terms that were popularly used.Just when we thought nothing could harm its newly acquired status there lay another axe waiting to slay it.
With service providers competing with one another for charging lesser and lesser per alphabet,the mobile users have been chopping the language into tinier and tinier bits.The complete jargon of letters,yet succeed in making their point.
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ADDENDUM
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This is in the context but slightly stretched out.But I am adding it for the lighter touch ;-)
I am reminded of two words whose usage I have been able to put in new contexts over the years.
The first one would be 'bit'.
I graduated from the 'bits' of paper in the nursery classes to 'bits' as units of digital information in my engineering college(GEC).
But GEC also taught me another bit. A bit which I could use in exams! ;-)
'Release' is another such word of interest for me.
We all know what the verb means.
Since my college days,again,they held a new meaning to me.Specially on fridays.That of a movie being 'released'.
The niceness about the word ,however, vanished soon. ;-(
It held a different meaning for me in Bangalore,and that too, coincidentally on the same fridays!!
My weekly software release!And it came to be a dreaded verb.
Thankfully,I am 'released' from that scene.
As I rack my brain,perhaps, more such 'bits' would fall down.I shall be updating this blog as and when I encounter them.
.......
A : They tweet!
Q : What are people who tweet called?
A : Tweeple.
Q : And where do i get all these information from?
A : Tweetipaedia
In the past few years , perhaps, more words have been added to our lexicons than before.Though only a few have made their way into the official lists others still find their place in our conversations.
Words like orkutting,tweeting are still informal while those like Banglored have made their way into the Oxford dictionary.
With new inventions and changed lifestyles came either new words or new contexts for many already existing words.
Like 'to chat' might have been used only to mean 'to converse' till sometime back.But today it largely means to chat on the 'net'.
Also words like 'padipist'(to mean a nerd) led to the development of regional variants of English like 'Monglish'and the like
English evolved from the German and latin languages and borrowed into its arsenal a whole load of foreign words and phrases.It developed for itself a grammatical structure and absorbed into it all the new terms that were popularly used.Just when we thought nothing could harm its newly acquired status there lay another axe waiting to slay it.
With service providers competing with one another for charging lesser and lesser per alphabet,the mobile users have been chopping the language into tinier and tinier bits.The complete jargon of letters,yet succeed in making their point.
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ADDENDUM
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This is in the context but slightly stretched out.But I am adding it for the lighter touch ;-)
I am reminded of two words whose usage I have been able to put in new contexts over the years.
The first one would be 'bit'.
I graduated from the 'bits' of paper in the nursery classes to 'bits' as units of digital information in my engineering college(GEC).
But GEC also taught me another bit. A bit which I could use in exams! ;-)
'Release' is another such word of interest for me.
We all know what the verb means.
Since my college days,again,they held a new meaning to me.Specially on fridays.That of a movie being 'released'.
The niceness about the word ,however, vanished soon. ;-(
It held a different meaning for me in Bangalore,and that too, coincidentally on the same fridays!!
My weekly software release!And it came to be a dreaded verb.
Thankfully,I am 'released' from that scene.
As I rack my brain,perhaps, more such 'bits' would fall down.I shall be updating this blog as and when I encounter them.
.......
Sunday, May 17, 2009
My song
There are lots of one-one mappings in my memory space.
I mean, my memories are mostly linked with something,some song or some word or some colour or something like that.
Here!
Let me do the association between songs and memories for some of them from my memory bank.
These are the first image or visual I get or people I think of on hearing the particular songs ;-))
1)mera juta hai japani ---
This song reminds me of my sister's KG teacher.It has been quite a long time now,the picture is a lil' hazy.But yes, I can see her made up as a clown and dancing to this song. it was some activity day for the kids
2)Subhan allah(Fanaa)---
This one's for you Meera.
Back to my hostel days at thrissur
.We used to rent movies almost every day of the final year study leave and watch them together in Zeba's computer room ;-)
Yes!just the both of us
.It used to be fun.
3)Ye tara wo tara ---
Again for you Meera.
4)Humko humi se churalo--
This is to my school days and particularly to my friend Hiba.
Those days singing used to be a background activity,whether classes were going on or not.
Once, she was singing this song at some free time.Perhaps it disturbed somebody that immediately she got a response"hamke!!!(This is a malabar gaali!!!;-))" just as she finished "humko"
5)dil chahta hai---
again to my school days.
It reminds me of our gang and all are pranks and fun.
6)Kanana chaayayil aadu meekan(malayalam)---
This songs for my grandfather who hums it now and then ;-))
7)nilavinte neela bhasma kuriyaninjavale---
This one is for a friend from college.
I can still see her expressions as she sang this once in our room ;-)
8)Pyar ke pal---
To our happy days at HI, Renu.
Me and Renu(my friend in bosch)wanted to sing this for some team activity while at Germany and we used to meet up at each other's house and practise it on and on.
But,we could never present it,even after returning back. Schade!!
9)Thumbi vaa ---
To you Sheethu(My friend in bosch).
Once we both volunteered for some singing audition at Bosch.As our turns approached nearer both of us panicked and I backed out at the last moment.(when my name was called,I sat there calmly.When they repeated my name,I myself started enquiring amongst the crowd for Fariha ;-).
I winked at the only other guy who recognized me cautioned him not to reveal it.)
Sheethu had sung this song then and it was pretty good.
10)Khalbali --
This reminds me of our final year tour at GEC and paaji(That's the nick name for the guy who sang it ;-))
11)Soni pe nakhde--
Our aerobics classes,vasudha and my attempts to learn the steps..
12)Mein kudi anjaani hu--
I can never forget your dance to this song,Arya(My friend in Bosch)
13)Marannittum enthino--
I used to force Anju(GEC,Thrissur)to sing this song.I loved her singing this.
There are lots and lots more.The list could go on and on but let me stop here,before i become emotional ;-)).
I mean, my memories are mostly linked with something,some song or some word or some colour or something like that.
Here!
Let me do the association between songs and memories for some of them from my memory bank.
These are the first image or visual I get or people I think of on hearing the particular songs ;-))
1)mera juta hai japani ---
This song reminds me of my sister's KG teacher.It has been quite a long time now,the picture is a lil' hazy.But yes, I can see her made up as a clown and dancing to this song. it was some activity day for the kids
2)Subhan allah(Fanaa)---
This one's for you Meera.
Back to my hostel days at thrissur
.We used to rent movies almost every day of the final year study leave and watch them together in Zeba's computer room ;-)
Yes!just the both of us
.It used to be fun.
3)Ye tara wo tara ---
Again for you Meera.
4)Humko humi se churalo--
This is to my school days and particularly to my friend Hiba.
Those days singing used to be a background activity,whether classes were going on or not.
Once, she was singing this song at some free time.Perhaps it disturbed somebody that immediately she got a response"hamke!!!(This is a malabar gaali!!!;-))" just as she finished "humko"
5)dil chahta hai---
again to my school days.
It reminds me of our gang and all are pranks and fun.
6)Kanana chaayayil aadu meekan(malayalam)---
This songs for my grandfather who hums it now and then ;-))
7)nilavinte neela bhasma kuriyaninjavale---
This one is for a friend from college.
I can still see her expressions as she sang this once in our room ;-)
8)Pyar ke pal---
To our happy days at HI, Renu.
Me and Renu(my friend in bosch)wanted to sing this for some team activity while at Germany and we used to meet up at each other's house and practise it on and on.
But,we could never present it,even after returning back. Schade!!
9)Thumbi vaa ---
To you Sheethu(My friend in bosch).
Once we both volunteered for some singing audition at Bosch.As our turns approached nearer both of us panicked and I backed out at the last moment.(when my name was called,I sat there calmly.When they repeated my name,I myself started enquiring amongst the crowd for Fariha ;-).
I winked at the only other guy who recognized me cautioned him not to reveal it.)
Sheethu had sung this song then and it was pretty good.
10)Khalbali --
This reminds me of our final year tour at GEC and paaji(That's the nick name for the guy who sang it ;-))
11)Soni pe nakhde--
Our aerobics classes,vasudha and my attempts to learn the steps..
12)Mein kudi anjaani hu--
I can never forget your dance to this song,Arya(My friend in Bosch)
13)Marannittum enthino--
I used to force Anju(GEC,Thrissur)to sing this song.I loved her singing this.
There are lots and lots more.The list could go on and on but let me stop here,before i become emotional ;-)).
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The Plight of a nascent blogger or the Predicament of the unfortunate readers!!!
Before I start the post,let me make my intent about it clear.
To introduce to the blogosphere a budding(perhaps shooting and flowering by now!!)blogger.
Now a little background into my title for the post.
Well, what better phrase for a neonatal specialist!!
If you are wondering what a Doctor is doing here amidst us,then you are in for a surprise.Blogging is just one of the trades of this Jack.No matter how busy he is, I am sure if I ring him up now and tell my post on his blog is ready,he would read it immediately. Such is his dedication to this new passion of his(And when you read this, Uncle bluffmaster,let me remind you !!your readership of my blog has starkly reduced!!!Better include more comments in my posts to avoid stringent actions!!Yes!This is a warning !!).
The latter part of the title would be clear as you go through the blog!!!
Having grown up hearing and believing his stories and bluffs(and believe me we could never make out the trick unless he let it out!I am sure my siblings and cousins,the other tender coconut pond products, would definitely agree with me)it was no surprise to me when he announced his advent to the blog world.And what better title to describe his blog(Bluffmaster from tender coconut pond)!
So, though his blog meant more work for us(Not only had I to create it but also had to customize it and modify the look and feel)I volunteered to do the publicity campaign.(Why should only we suffer!!!;-p)Moreover I owed it to him. He is one of my earliest readers and constant supporter and now my encouragement too.If his blog can survive, why not mine???;-)
Most importantly,it is actually a symbiotic relationship.According to the pact we signed,he is
supposed to give me equal publicity in his blogs and increase my readership as well. At a time when Aamir khan and Amitabh Bachchan use their blogs to christen their cats and dogs, we ,uncle-niece, thought of using ours in better ways.
Only great ideas would come from him,the execution is outsourced.The Doctor's RAM is slow and can't do multi-tasking, so the blog post will depend on his assistant's availability and the doctor's persual ability.The assistant, I am told, is given the stipend for typing each post well in advance. But the blogs are not updated that quick!Network problems,I guess!!!
Even as the assistant plays hide n seek with our bluffmaster(My cousin literally flees as my uncle comes with a new post), he makes sure that you and I get regular blog posts
So if stressed up, need a break and are ready to laugh your hearts out please visit: www.raheem-musings.blogspot.com
"If you have given up on life, have no interest to live, and are thinking of suicide then please read this blog".This is what my aunt had to say!!!E-suicide I guess!!!
You can expect lots of Pjs and Pjs and Pjs(and you were calling me Pj queen!!!Now you know It's in the family).The title of the blog itself is a PJ.If you cannot make it out,I am Happy to Help!
But if somehow you tumble upon some better stuff,have no doubt about it,it would be written by his better half ;-)
Disclaimer: The contents of the Bluffmaster Blog are strictly its author's choice and words.Me and my blog"Reflections"have got nothing to do with it.This author will not entertain any comments or feedbacks about the Doctor's blog.If anyone feels dizzy after reading the blog, please do call me,I can arrange an appointment for you with the doctor.Regular consultation
fees will ofcourse be applicable ;-))
To introduce to the blogosphere a budding(perhaps shooting and flowering by now!!)blogger.
Now a little background into my title for the post.
Well, what better phrase for a neonatal specialist!!
If you are wondering what a Doctor is doing here amidst us,then you are in for a surprise.Blogging is just one of the trades of this Jack.No matter how busy he is, I am sure if I ring him up now and tell my post on his blog is ready,he would read it immediately. Such is his dedication to this new passion of his(And when you read this, Uncle bluffmaster,let me remind you !!your readership of my blog has starkly reduced!!!Better include more comments in my posts to avoid stringent actions!!Yes!This is a warning !!).
The latter part of the title would be clear as you go through the blog!!!
Having grown up hearing and believing his stories and bluffs(and believe me we could never make out the trick unless he let it out!I am sure my siblings and cousins,the other tender coconut pond products, would definitely agree with me)it was no surprise to me when he announced his advent to the blog world.And what better title to describe his blog(Bluffmaster from tender coconut pond)!
So, though his blog meant more work for us(Not only had I to create it but also had to customize it and modify the look and feel)I volunteered to do the publicity campaign.(Why should only we suffer!!!;-p)Moreover I owed it to him. He is one of my earliest readers and constant supporter and now my encouragement too.If his blog can survive, why not mine???;-)
Most importantly,it is actually a symbiotic relationship.According to the pact we signed,he is
supposed to give me equal publicity in his blogs and increase my readership as well. At a time when Aamir khan and Amitabh Bachchan use their blogs to christen their cats and dogs, we ,uncle-niece, thought of using ours in better ways.
Only great ideas would come from him,the execution is outsourced.The Doctor's RAM is slow and can't do multi-tasking, so the blog post will depend on his assistant's availability and the doctor's persual ability.The assistant, I am told, is given the stipend for typing each post well in advance. But the blogs are not updated that quick!Network problems,I guess!!!
Even as the assistant plays hide n seek with our bluffmaster(My cousin literally flees as my uncle comes with a new post), he makes sure that you and I get regular blog posts
So if stressed up, need a break and are ready to laugh your hearts out please visit: www.raheem-musings.blogspot.com
"If you have given up on life, have no interest to live, and are thinking of suicide then please read this blog".This is what my aunt had to say!!!E-suicide I guess!!!
You can expect lots of Pjs and Pjs and Pjs(and you were calling me Pj queen!!!Now you know It's in the family).The title of the blog itself is a PJ.If you cannot make it out,I am Happy to Help!
But if somehow you tumble upon some better stuff,have no doubt about it,it would be written by his better half ;-)
Disclaimer: The contents of the Bluffmaster Blog are strictly its author's choice and words.Me and my blog"Reflections"have got nothing to do with it.This author will not entertain any comments or feedbacks about the Doctor's blog.If anyone feels dizzy after reading the blog, please do call me,I can arrange an appointment for you with the doctor.Regular consultation
fees will ofcourse be applicable ;-))
Reality fumes and fire!!-My pick on Reality Shows
These days all I can see on TV are reality shows,in any language,in all variety.Either the programme or its repeat telecast or its ad !!!!!
I keep changing the channels every few minutes,unless the current channel has at least a bit of Shahrukh Khan ;-))
(I don't know why, every few minutes I get this feeling that some other channel would be airing a better programme).
So its obvious how many times I come across them!!
Where once soaps and mega serials reigned, the throne and the crown has now been passed on to reality shows.
A garrulous host or a gorgeous hostess or both holding the center stage, celebrity judges and a whole load of contestants begging(and i mean begging!!!)for votes(like the netas at election times only difference being that here there are specific SMS format!!!!).
The "format" of the show is the same in any channel(for that matter, I have followed only Malayalam and Hindi channels but was also privileged enough to glimpse the same scenario in other channels while ,of course ,busy touring myself through them).
What has me completely bowled over is the variety of the shows.Dance,music(vocal and instruments!!),humor,drama,elocution and sometimes all these in a single one!The genres have me really awestruck.I came across a new variety recently, one on kadhaprasangam in Kairali.
Whether it's kids or grown ups or couples or celebrities, there definitely is a show they can pitch in!.There are some specially for ladies/house wives(why not one for gents I wonder,or is there one which i missed???) and some for celebrity couples!!!
Hey, Don't think I am criticizing these shows too much.
I am not against these talent hunts and promotion of genuine talent.After all apart from bringing into light all the latent talents they also are a come back portal for all the yummy mummies.;-)))(That was the adjective some magazine used for some of the celebrity judges. I somehow liked it!!!).
The participants are all truly gifted and these shows are definitely entertaining too but what bugs me are the publicity stunts. The judges arguing amongst themselves, the emotional athyachaar by the contestants when they have to leave the stage for good, the whole drama of rulayi-dhulayi amongst the participants and the judges!!!!It would of course be disheartening for a participant to leave the competition at some critical juncture,but why the fuss yaar.Why should the judges and the host and all others there too join the tear drain!!!Or rather, even if it is truly genuine emotion, why should the programme air it, or better put,highlight it!!! To capture audience attraction?? -- But, I thought these were reality shows not kyun ki saans bhi kabhi bahu thi... ;-)))
A good thing I like about them apart from of course the anchors ;-) are that sometimes really deserving contestants win .I didn't mean 'deserving' in terms of talent alone.A son/daughter hoping to win the prize apartment for his/her homeless parents,an auto driver who wants to take his mom in an aeroplane with the money he wins,a mason, a bus conductor!!Some of these competitions atleast,provide a platform for these less privileged talents to be recognized(and I hope the doors to these are genuinely fair!!)The idea of audience voting definitely has me skeptical.I happened to see a comedy programme in which the protagonists takes money from the contestants and promises them his "votes".How much transparency is there in such judgements????
Well,These shows have definitely boosted the mobile services and made our janta mobile phone literate!!
Doordarshan too doesn't want to be left behind in this race of reality shows.And DD seems to have bagged the biggest catch. A reality show on rock concerts to be conducted or judged by none other than the big small man,AR Rahman, himself. Don't know how far the rumour is true and when the show would begin,but the rumour atleats sounds good and I join the league of Rahman fans eagerly waiting....
I am not an addict to any of them yet, but I enjoy these
1)star Singer(Asianet)--
All the participants are exceptionally talented,Ranjini hosts it unimitably and none of the judges fall in the yummy-mummy category.After all Chithra hasn't gone anywhere to have a come back!!
Buy ya, i was a little upset by Didi(Usha Uthup) crying (and sometimes Ranjini too) whenenevr some fav contestant left in the last season!!!!
2)Dance India Dance -- Each and every episode has me wonderstruck.What performances!!
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Friday, April 24, 2009
Confessions Of a Shopaholic
Hey Guys, this is not one of those film reviews.
This is a very genuine and hearfelt confession from a true shopaholic . And I am sure many of you will definitely be able to relate to it. ;-)
I just love shopping.
Infact I love shopping anything and everything.Be it clothes/accessories,books or even groceries. I love shopping things I need and those which i don't.
I love shopping for myself and/or for others.
I just love roaming about supermarkets or malls with a lot of shopping bags and/or baskets ;-).
And window shopping is not a bad idea too.Many a times it is window shopping which has initiated deep holes in my purse ;-(
Let me attempt a logical classification of this entertainment
There could basically be 3 types of shopping.(If you identify more please let me know as i would like to attempt those too)
Type 1: Need-triggered shopping
This is the shopping we all do when we really have to buy something.There is basically a clear idea of what actually has to be bought.
Technically speaking, the specifications are clear ;-)
Normally in such cases I go in and out of many shops, compare stuffs and then finally make a decision.Afterall, I need to buy the best!!!!Though it's another thing that after reaching home I feel something else was better ;-(
(and almost often i go back to the first shopI had visited and buy the first piece I had chosen ;-))
If you were to accompany me in any one of these sessions you would have definitely been bugged.Yes, this is definitely a warning ;-)
Type 2: Time killing Shopping
Here the intention is only spending time.This is something which can be attempted on boring weekends and even on weekdays after the core working hours ;-)
There ,naturally ,would not be any shopping list,but only shopping bags !
Type 3: mood-lifter/stress buster Shopping
Shopping is what I prefer doing when I feel low.And this is the worst kind of the lot, because I end up buying only useless things and obviously I have to go back to the shops when i feel better to exchange them ;-)
Simply going through the shops and malls makes me a lot happy.
And it is not necessary that I buy something in these excursions. Seeing and admiring stuff would also suffice.
Well guys, Happy shopping!!!!! ;-)
Sunday, March 8, 2009
IT-effect
Perhaps the IT bug has bitten me too hard..
Now a days I have started doing a causal Analysis(CAR) whenever I feel that something is not happening as I expected it to(A BUG!!!!).
And before making a decision, several use cases inevitably pop up in mind....
Now a days I have started doing a causal Analysis(CAR) whenever I feel that something is not happening as I expected it to(A BUG!!!!).
And before making a decision, several use cases inevitably pop up in mind....
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
The Duo - in action at School
Another of those funny incidents which always lingers in my mind..
I had to write about this one..
This is something from my school days..
I think it was in the 8th or 9th grade.
I had joined MESRRS only in the 7th standard,but by now I had created a reputation for myself and of course had secured the companionship of the daredevils of the class.
The other person involved in this situation is Soum.
We were like the 'dadas' of the class (or so we thought ).I believe we were nothing like the other girls. We were very tomboyish and always ready to pick fights with the Boy-dadas.
One day something did come up involving one of the guys(one of the above mentioned dada.)and some classmate of ours(a girl).We being the saviours of the oppressed, the messiahs of the downtroddens, naturally interfered.
"Get the hell out of here.It's none of your buisiness"
Raj(name changed) was right ofcourse!But how could we abandon our refugee
The verbal combat prevailed for some time and then the silent warfare ensued.
Hostle looks and tense breaths said it all!!I still have the picture of Rajs face all red and quivering with anger.
Maybe for 10 minutes,or less, both the parties went on unrelenting.
I was on the verge of tears.But I could'nt afford to lose.Had a reputation to maintain!!!I dared not look at Soum. I knew she was handling it well.She is tough!!
After some more tense moments Raj stormed out of the class.
"Whew!That was close."
"Da, I almost cried", said soum.
Perhaps,that's how best friends are..
Mission accomplished, we went on, saving our skins for the day...
Epilogue:
We and Raj became good friends .
One day over normal chat the topic changed to the above mentioned incident. And indeed Raj was surprised to learn how close to tears we were then...
I had to write about this one..
This is something from my school days..
I think it was in the 8th or 9th grade.
I had joined MESRRS only in the 7th standard,but by now I had created a reputation for myself and of course had secured the companionship of the daredevils of the class.
The other person involved in this situation is Soum.
We were like the 'dadas' of the class (or so we thought ).I believe we were nothing like the other girls. We were very tomboyish and always ready to pick fights with the Boy-dadas.
One day something did come up involving one of the guys(one of the above mentioned dada.)and some classmate of ours(a girl).We being the saviours of the oppressed, the messiahs of the downtroddens, naturally interfered.
"Get the hell out of here.It's none of your buisiness"
Raj(name changed) was right ofcourse!But how could we abandon our refugee
The verbal combat prevailed for some time and then the silent warfare ensued.
Hostle looks and tense breaths said it all!!I still have the picture of Rajs face all red and quivering with anger.
Maybe for 10 minutes,or less, both the parties went on unrelenting.
I was on the verge of tears.But I could'nt afford to lose.Had a reputation to maintain!!!I dared not look at Soum. I knew she was handling it well.She is tough!!
After some more tense moments Raj stormed out of the class.
"Whew!That was close."
"Da, I almost cried", said soum.
Perhaps,that's how best friends are..
Mission accomplished, we went on, saving our skins for the day...
Epilogue:
We and Raj became good friends .
One day over normal chat the topic changed to the above mentioned incident. And indeed Raj was surprised to learn how close to tears we were then...
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
The silver spoon
This happened to 2 of my friends while onsite.
The names have been changed for purely security reasons!!!
Venue: Pennymarkt,Hildesheim,Germany
Cast: Tuttu and Kuttu and a spoon.
One day Tuttu and Kuttu went for shopping, the normal stuff-groceries and stuff for the coming week.As usual after the shopping and billing, tuttu was packing the day's loot in her bag and kuttu was helping her with the same.It is then that the protagonist of our story, the 'silver' spoon, leaped out of tuttu's bag and safely secured it's place somewhere between the trash cans.
Action!
The hunt begins!!
Tuttu and Kuttu started the search for the spoon.My God!If the house owner finds out that a spoon is missing!!Tuttu needed no more encouragement than that.After frantically scanning the area, finally it was spotted.But there it lay under the trash cans, beyond either of their reach!
'Chechi, get it with that rod at the counter'Kuttu suggested.
Even before tuttu could take a look at 'the rod at the counter' ,kuttu had taken the 'Next customer please !'divider, a cuboidal object which could help in the situation,from the billing counter and started her excavations.
Distracted by all this the cashier stopped the billing and volunteered to help.Our friends tried explaining the situation. Not understanding a single word, the cashier queried amongst her customers for someone who knew English.
A gentleman in the queue shot his hand up.But unfortunately neither could he make out their tale of the missing spoon.But every one present were assured that these ladies had lost something precious.
The whole shop now joined in the hunt for the missing prize .
After a few minutes of hard work and a shower in dust, the cashier lady was able to move the trash cans and all the adjoining stuff.And still nothing precious came into view .
'The tissue paper'tuttu said..
What!!We had done all this for a tissue paper.
Tuttu read the expression on the onlooker's and most importantly on the cashier's face.
'Its under the tissue paper'Tuttu put in, before their expressions transformed into exasperation .
But on seeing the treasure under the tissue, I don't think their expressions would have changed much!!!
If only someone could understand English or atleast our friends knew the german word for spoon!!!
The names have been changed for purely security reasons!!!
Venue: Pennymarkt,Hildesheim,Germany
Cast: Tuttu and Kuttu and a spoon.
One day Tuttu and Kuttu went for shopping, the normal stuff-groceries and stuff for the coming week.As usual after the shopping and billing, tuttu was packing the day's loot in her bag and kuttu was helping her with the same.It is then that the protagonist of our story, the 'silver' spoon, leaped out of tuttu's bag and safely secured it's place somewhere between the trash cans.
Action!
The hunt begins!!
Tuttu and Kuttu started the search for the spoon.My God!If the house owner finds out that a spoon is missing!!Tuttu needed no more encouragement than that.After frantically scanning the area, finally it was spotted.But there it lay under the trash cans, beyond either of their reach!
'Chechi, get it with that rod at the counter'Kuttu suggested.
Even before tuttu could take a look at 'the rod at the counter' ,kuttu had taken the 'Next customer please !'divider, a cuboidal object which could help in the situation,from the billing counter and started her excavations.
Distracted by all this the cashier stopped the billing and volunteered to help.Our friends tried explaining the situation. Not understanding a single word, the cashier queried amongst her customers for someone who knew English.
A gentleman in the queue shot his hand up.But unfortunately neither could he make out their tale of the missing spoon.But every one present were assured that these ladies had lost something precious.
The whole shop now joined in the hunt for the missing prize .
After a few minutes of hard work and a shower in dust, the cashier lady was able to move the trash cans and all the adjoining stuff.And still nothing precious came into view .
'The tissue paper'tuttu said..
What!!We had done all this for a tissue paper.
Tuttu read the expression on the onlooker's and most importantly on the cashier's face.
'Its under the tissue paper'Tuttu put in, before their expressions transformed into exasperation .
But on seeing the treasure under the tissue, I don't think their expressions would have changed much!!!
If only someone could understand English or atleast our friends knew the german word for spoon!!!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Auto Madame????
I have never had an ill feeling towards auto drivers until I reached Bangalore.
My mind had always picturised them as the sweet person who took me to school and that of Sudhi(Played by mohanLal) in the malayalam flick'Aye auto'.
The whole idea has been distorted by the auto walas in Bangalore.
They are nothing but day light looters.
I agree there are many civilised,well mannered ones also here. But definitely none of the auto walas in front of Forum(either side)fall in this category.
There are ruffian and villain auto drivers in Kerala too, but definitely its worse here.
It's only here in Bangalore that they charge you more than double and triple the fare even at normal hours.
Once i couldn't help but laugh when an auto charged 100Rs where it would cost me the minimum just because that is the standard.
The same destination by the same route the same day has once costed me double the amount.
Once they realise you are not familiar with the route they take you on loooooong rides.
And when you try to argue with them,a sudden amnesia comes over them and they forget even the bits and pieces of hindi or english they Knew!!!
The most difficult part is sometimes getting an auto. We always have trouble getting one for our friend. We tell the auto drivers Koramangala 1st Block and they drive away faster than they came.
Don't fall for the politeness and gentleness with which they offer their service when you come out of Forum!!!
"Auto madame??".
Your wish is my command.I will take you wherever you want to go or so they sound.Just tell your destination and they turn their faces away and then they agree to do a meherbaani by taking you to where ever you want to go at double the price.
I live nearby,just walkable distance from office.:-) so when ever I hear that question "Auto madame??" I either say a sharp No!!Or completely ignore them.Oh!I feel the contentment of having won a battle
.
Once when we hired an auto and asked the driver to take us somewhere he didn't agree. He demanded extra and then half of that and then an extra on that!!After bargaining and arguing we asked him where exactly was he willing to take us on the normal fare. a little here and a little there and he finally told us he would drop us at some place.'Oh! That's great!'said my brother. 'Please go and come back yourself' ;-).And we went on our way.
Then there are an entirely different lot.They are harmless and not looters.Its the 'aap jaise logon ko chodne ke liye hi hum subah-subah ghar se nikalte hai' type. Their only problem is that they will entertain you throughout the trip with their questions and answers and comments and opinions and suggetsions.
"Madame aap shivraathri nahi manati???"
"Kyu??"
"madame aap musalmaan ho??"
"Madame tho aap burkha kyu nahi pehanti???"
My only saviour in such moments is my mobile...
My mind had always picturised them as the sweet person who took me to school and that of Sudhi(Played by mohanLal) in the malayalam flick'Aye auto'.
The whole idea has been distorted by the auto walas in Bangalore.
They are nothing but day light looters.
I agree there are many civilised,well mannered ones also here. But definitely none of the auto walas in front of Forum(either side)fall in this category.
There are ruffian and villain auto drivers in Kerala too, but definitely its worse here.
It's only here in Bangalore that they charge you more than double and triple the fare even at normal hours.
Once i couldn't help but laugh when an auto charged 100Rs where it would cost me the minimum just because that is the standard.
The same destination by the same route the same day has once costed me double the amount.
Once they realise you are not familiar with the route they take you on loooooong rides.
And when you try to argue with them,a sudden amnesia comes over them and they forget even the bits and pieces of hindi or english they Knew!!!
The most difficult part is sometimes getting an auto. We always have trouble getting one for our friend. We tell the auto drivers Koramangala 1st Block and they drive away faster than they came.
Don't fall for the politeness and gentleness with which they offer their service when you come out of Forum!!!
"Auto madame??".
Your wish is my command.I will take you wherever you want to go or so they sound.Just tell your destination and they turn their faces away and then they agree to do a meherbaani by taking you to where ever you want to go at double the price.
I live nearby,just walkable distance from office.:-) so when ever I hear that question "Auto madame??" I either say a sharp No!!Or completely ignore them.Oh!I feel the contentment of having won a battle
.
Once when we hired an auto and asked the driver to take us somewhere he didn't agree. He demanded extra and then half of that and then an extra on that!!After bargaining and arguing we asked him where exactly was he willing to take us on the normal fare. a little here and a little there and he finally told us he would drop us at some place.'Oh! That's great!'said my brother. 'Please go and come back yourself' ;-).And we went on our way.
Then there are an entirely different lot.They are harmless and not looters.Its the 'aap jaise logon ko chodne ke liye hi hum subah-subah ghar se nikalte hai' type. Their only problem is that they will entertain you throughout the trip with their questions and answers and comments and opinions and suggetsions.
"Madame aap shivraathri nahi manati???"
"Kyu??"
"madame aap musalmaan ho??"
"Madame tho aap burkha kyu nahi pehanti???"
My only saviour in such moments is my mobile...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
BALCONY HOUSEFULL!!!
Last week while I was in calicut,I went for a movie.
I had been looking forward to watching it ever since i got a fwd mail about it. It is a malayalam movie about a group of young software engineers.Perhaps atleast the story of reel life software engineers wouldn't be as pathetic as real life!!!It was a total surprise to me that the movie had been released in theaters by the time i had come home(Unfortunately i didnt know it had released only a day before;-( . Unfortunate because getting tickts wouldn't be that easy)
I reached the theatre just half an hour befor the show.My sister's doubts of getting the tickets echoed in my ears as i stepped inside.
But wait!There was hardly anybody there. No big queue and crowd as I anticipated.
Now I am surely going to get the tickets.I was happy ;-).Only then did my eyes fell on the board kept at the counter.And those 2 words loomed in front of my eyes. BALCONY HOUSEFUL.
Sigh! I will have to wait till it comes in PVR.With a broken heart, I decided to return home.The 30Rs ticket seats were not a comfortable option for 2 girls.
That's when i heard that..
'Balcony , Balcony...'
A black ticketeer! Oh My God!!A criminal!What should I do?Run away from there?Pretend not to have seen taht guy??Or is it okay if i bought the tickets in black just this one time?But what if i am caught by police?Will I be jailed?And the humiliation that would follow??
I was scared.But the temptation to watch the movie was overwhelming.
He charged double the ticket fare.But,it would still work out cheaper for me compared to the rates at PVR.
I bought the tickets quickly.Took a slip from him and handed him the cash,without even checking the slip. The deal was over.I just wanted it to end soon.
I pocketed the slip, looked around making sure that no one had seen me.
It's only then i took a peak at the slip.And Lo! i had been fooled. That jerk had given me the reservation coupen for the next show.I had paid him double the money and been fooled.
More than the humiliation of being fooled, I was feeling bad about not being able to watch the movie.
I decded to try my luck at the counter . Initially the guy at the counter showed all his 'nakhraas'.
"Madame, its not possible..This is a coupen for the next show!!We dont have tickets"
and so and so and so..
But finally he agreed and i got the tickets..;-)
But wait!I thought the BALCONY was HOUSEFULL ;-)
Whatever! we watched the movie...
I had been looking forward to watching it ever since i got a fwd mail about it. It is a malayalam movie about a group of young software engineers.Perhaps atleast the story of reel life software engineers wouldn't be as pathetic as real life!!!It was a total surprise to me that the movie had been released in theaters by the time i had come home(Unfortunately i didnt know it had released only a day before;-( . Unfortunate because getting tickts wouldn't be that easy)
I reached the theatre just half an hour befor the show.My sister's doubts of getting the tickets echoed in my ears as i stepped inside.
But wait!There was hardly anybody there. No big queue and crowd as I anticipated.
Now I am surely going to get the tickets.I was happy ;-).Only then did my eyes fell on the board kept at the counter.And those 2 words loomed in front of my eyes. BALCONY HOUSEFUL.
Sigh! I will have to wait till it comes in PVR.With a broken heart, I decided to return home.The 30Rs ticket seats were not a comfortable option for 2 girls.
That's when i heard that..
'Balcony , Balcony...'
A black ticketeer! Oh My God!!A criminal!What should I do?Run away from there?Pretend not to have seen taht guy??Or is it okay if i bought the tickets in black just this one time?But what if i am caught by police?Will I be jailed?And the humiliation that would follow??
I was scared.But the temptation to watch the movie was overwhelming.
He charged double the ticket fare.But,it would still work out cheaper for me compared to the rates at PVR.
I bought the tickets quickly.Took a slip from him and handed him the cash,without even checking the slip. The deal was over.I just wanted it to end soon.
I pocketed the slip, looked around making sure that no one had seen me.
It's only then i took a peak at the slip.And Lo! i had been fooled. That jerk had given me the reservation coupen for the next show.I had paid him double the money and been fooled.
More than the humiliation of being fooled, I was feeling bad about not being able to watch the movie.
I decded to try my luck at the counter . Initially the guy at the counter showed all his 'nakhraas'.
"Madame, its not possible..This is a coupen for the next show!!We dont have tickets"
and so and so and so..
But finally he agreed and i got the tickets..;-)
But wait!I thought the BALCONY was HOUSEFULL ;-)
Whatever! we watched the movie...
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