Multi Lingual
Recently, I noticed a trend where a lot of my friends on Facebook (ya ya.... im going on about Fcbk again) updated their "Language".
I am in an utter dilemma.
English: Check. I excel.
Portuguese: Umm.... spoken.. not written... more like portglish.
French: Written... not spoken.
Konkani: Terrible.
Hindi: A joke. My attempts are legendary.
What shall I say in that text box?
Oh yes.. of course...I am not obliged to say anything.
The force is with me.
I am in an utter dilemma.
English: Check. I excel.
Portuguese: Umm.... spoken.. not written... more like portglish.
French: Written... not spoken.
Konkani: Terrible.
Hindi: A joke. My attempts are legendary.
What shall I say in that text box?
Oh yes.. of course...I am not obliged to say anything.
The force is with me.
What is the new "M" mart?
Here is an idea that will put shaddi.com, bhata-matrinomy.com and all the rest out of business. I am not much of a pub hopper so I have no idea about the "networking" that goes on there, but I guess its similar to our good old aunti-ji's who try to do us a favor . 
This idea is marvelous, simple, and right there in your face. Literally.
Facebook.
Connection?
Its amazing how many people virtually met and became "friends" on Facebook. Fast forward about a year or two.. maybe three or four, who knows (or cares), we find the friends have become the significant "other". Next we see less or more of them and are updated about holidays, kids, cars, and all that. You don't need much rocket science after that. The cycle of life.
Anyway, Facebook is the way to go. The aunti-ji's have not all discovered it yet. I tell you people, this will be an absolute gold mine for them.
I am not telling. I am just saying. If you know what I mean.
This idea is marvelous, simple, and right there in your face. Literally.
Facebook.
Connection?
Its amazing how many people virtually met and became "friends" on Facebook. Fast forward about a year or two.. maybe three or four, who knows (or cares), we find the friends have become the significant "other". Next we see less or more of them and are updated about holidays, kids, cars, and all that. You don't need much rocket science after that. The cycle of life.
Anyway, Facebook is the way to go. The aunti-ji's have not all discovered it yet. I tell you people, this will be an absolute gold mine for them.
I am not telling. I am just saying. If you know what I mean.
Things I learnt today
Lesson 1: Dreams do come true
I was fantasizing about Tim Horton's amazing hot chocolate and life just took an interesting turn and provided me with an opportunity.
Lesson 2: With every opportunity come challenges
For example, balancing a cup of hot chocolate while commuting in a subway that's packed with rush-hour traffic is quite a juggling feat. One that I could use a bit of polishing with.
Lesson 3: Life has interesting twists and turns, even if it means you get lost now and then.
Example: Look what I stumbled upon.
I was fantasizing about Tim Horton's amazing hot chocolate and life just took an interesting turn and provided me with an opportunity.
Lesson 2: With every opportunity come challenges
For example, balancing a cup of hot chocolate while commuting in a subway that's packed with rush-hour traffic is quite a juggling feat. One that I could use a bit of polishing with.
Lesson 3: Life has interesting twists and turns, even if it means you get lost now and then.
Example: Look what I stumbled upon.
Review: Swan Lake - New York City Center
Swan Lake - New York City Center
After watching this mesmerizing performance, I do not think that I shall ever look at swans the same way again.
Interesting tidbit: Did you know that swans have only one mate for life?
Sigh! How eternal does that sound? No wonder Tchaikovsky decided to create this visually compelling and musically sublime master piece.
What makes Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake interesting, is that it presented an entirely different ethos of the master piece. The piece-de-resistance turns out to be that very ideal, that it was not the prima ballerina, but the Premier danseur noble who turns the entire production upside down and transforms the simple magnificence of such beautiful tunes into utter majesty.
What makes Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake interesting, is that it presented an entirely different ethos of the master piece. The piece-de-resistance turns out to be that very ideal, that it was not the prima ballerina, but the Premier danseur noble who turns the entire production upside down and transforms the simple magnificence of such beautiful tunes into utter majesty.
Using male ballet dancers for the primary roles, this production show cases the mesh of strength and flexibility, of perfect straight lines and delicious languor.
Act 1:
Enter prince (who has a bit of a fetish for swans) is dreaming of the beautiful snobbish bird. He has a beautiful, rather scandalous mother who was raised to believe that proficiency in her public life is all that matters. This however, leads her to become rather empathetically handicapped. Pity really. It messes up the prince's emotional equilibrium. He is rather charmed by a girl, who is not as posh as his mother would would like. Pity again. He ends up in the lake and starts dancing with swans as a result.
Here I wish I could just leave the lake scene as brief as that, but I absolutely can't. It is a powerful rendition of amazing acrobatic moves that seem so effortless, and presents a potion of raw power and synchronization. The production has an amazing take on the use of modern lighting and costumes. Action filled and compelling. It is a complex story, but one that is beautifully told.
Act 2:
Prince likes a swan.
Act 3:
Prince notices someone in the ball who resembles the swan, but the swan-look-alike goes around seducing every other person in the room. Prince is upset and shoots the girl (please keep track :) )
Act 4:
Tragedy. But ends in hope.
There! I hope that makes you get up and watch it. Its a brilliant. Not quite like the original that was told in the Russian Imperial Theater many years ago, but it was an absolutely, gob-smacking, finger-licking DeLiciOuS treat for the senses.
One is suddenly overcome with a feeling of deja vu. The sense of perhaps this is a small world after all (not just in the Disney sense).
Hanging about in a charming part of New York called Brooklyn has multiple perks. For one, I get to be charmed. For two, I get to be charmed again. I do love Brooklyn. But there are moments when I am filled with the beautiful sense that this is may be another place.
This is beautiful Brooklyn.
This is beautiful San Francisco.
Any comments on the styling? The colors are lovely on the west coast. I love color, so may be I am a little more partial to that side.
Go figure.
I love NY :) I love seeing this on the streets now and then with some small cafe song playing in my head.
Hanging about in a charming part of New York called Brooklyn has multiple perks. For one, I get to be charmed. For two, I get to be charmed again. I do love Brooklyn. But there are moments when I am filled with the beautiful sense that this is may be another place.
This is beautiful Brooklyn.
This is beautiful San Francisco.
Any comments on the styling? The colors are lovely on the west coast. I love color, so may be I am a little more partial to that side.
Go figure.
I love NY :) I love seeing this on the streets now and then with some small cafe song playing in my head.
"Myself" by Edgar Guest
I have to live with myself, and so,
I want to be fit for myself to know;
I want to be able as days go by,
Always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don't want to stand with the setting sun
And hate myself for the things I've done.
I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
A lot of secrets about myself,
And fool myself as I come and go
Into thinking that nobody else will know
The kind of man I really am;
I don't want to dress myself up in sham.
I want to deserve all men's respect;
But here in this struggle for fame and pelf,
I want to be able to like myself.
I don't want to think as I come and go
That I'm for bluster and bluff and empty show.
I never can hide myself from me,
I see what others may never see,
I know what others may never know,
I never can fool myself -- and so,
Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and conscience free.
Movie Review: Iron Man 2
Enter two characters on a forest-like stage.
Friend 1: I'm sorry man!
Friend 2:Dudeee .. what are you sorry for??! I am the one who blew up everything...
Ah... the wonders of friendship. In many ways, I find this movie celebrating it. No matter how nutty, narcissistic, or psyched you may be, you can always rely on the magic of your friendship to being light through your days. Even if your days are numbered thanks to palladium in the reactor (that keeps your heart beating) that is also turning out to be poisoning your blood... The things that happen when you are Tony Stark.
So you have saved the world once.. and managed world peace (it looks like) for a while.
What are your new challenges?
1. Tell a certain Miz Potts that she is the CEO of your company and then try to make her come for a romantic holiday to Venice < insane men in this world! Don't they realize its hard running a company! >
2. Save the world (again)... cause your dad wasn't the only one who had the reactor plans < enter whip-lashing villain >
3. Stop your blood poisoning
4. Stop the U.S. military from "trying" to steal your amazing piece of amour
5. Learn to cook an omelette < in about 3 hours>
Whew! It isn't easy after you are done saving the world once is it?
This movie may not have me raring to go for the part-3
But there is this really amazing red hair vixen that you may well keep your eyes on :)
Ahh... suspense is such a wonderful thing.
What makes a memory?
Is it the taste?
Is it the scenery?
May hap it be the people along the way,
The sun rides high on the crimson sky,
No twilight do I see
The corpses of
long sadnesses seem past.
The new dawn awakes,
the mountain of sudden ecstasy laughs.
No cloud do I see
The cloudy burst
along the mountain's almond crust,
cannot stem the joy
of the climb and the exuberance.
No shadows can i hear
Random joys seem to be the best,
no sorrows can they contain.
The only thought of spring and sun,
can make winds sing again
Simply joy!
Movie Review: How to Train Your Dragon
Do you remember your mother or grandmother telling you the most amazing stories when you were young? Do you remember feeling the utter rapture that you are encompassed with when you hear those magical tales being spun? Those tales are about princesses/heros or even normal little girls/ boys like you and me who do such amazing and extraordinary things. It makes you feel quite special because at the end of it what you are left with is excellent story telling... not forgetting the plot too of course.
This movie stars Hiccup, the teenage viking un-extrodinaire who cant seem to get him self out of trouble ( I believe "fearless" would have been a better name for him as he does not seem to get the concept of quitting early and start running).
Anyways, back to Hiccup who will also be the narrator, he stays in an old village with new houses.
Oh my! How strange is that? This movie got my attention right away....
Some villages have floods, some have famine, and others have an excess of dragons running over their country side (Ah! Hence the new houses)...
Poor dear Hiccup is more of our oddball stereotypical brain versus the brawn of the stereotypical Viking men. Enter stunning teenage Viking girl and the unexpected training of a dragon. And you think that can make out the rest of the plot. But believe me... you would not have got it all.. you would have only just got the end!!
This movie has funny and riveting dialog and very interesting dragon action going on.
This is what the movies should be about! Rediscovering the art and magic of story telling.
I watched it in 3D... it totally rocks!
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