Antara Echoes

Am overjoyed and as happy as every other cricket loving Indian at India winning the T20 worldcup. It was a nail biting finish and I whooped in joy as the tricolour was paraded proudly around the ground..but all the same it seemed too good to be true. A creepy thought passed my mind - Is this all true or is it part of an elaborate scripted show put up for our benefit? It was like a bad thought or dream that nobody wants to think about but it keeps recurring. Maybe I am just going bonkers. Voice in my head - heck, isn't it too much of a coincidence that the final would have to be between India & Pakistan?...Especially after the world cup debacle, cricket took the biggest beating ever in its Indian history. It was almost on the verge of dying a slow death, sponsors pulling out support , public support was lost. Me - What the hell, it was a great game. Played in front of millions. Voice in my head - Forgot the earlier match fixing tales?. After the world cup fiasco the very foun...

I dont know how they measure all this and I also wonder who pays for such survey's but the Times of India quoting one such survey states that we " Indians are the happiest lot in the world ". Good for us :) In yet another article in the magazine Nature , I read this interesting correlation between lottery winners and paraplegics. It said that lottery winners and accident victims both seem to revert to their prior levels of happiness. In other words, if a person wins a million dollar worth lottery and another person becomes an invalid in an accident - a year later their level of happiness or possibly their state of mind would both at par! Whoa, think of that. Or lets just say - 'When life offers a lemon, ask for tequila and salt'

Am making an effort to write short stories/flash fiction. Here are few of my recent attempts - Love Finds Its Way The Indomitable Palakkad Maami Cupid Unusual Feedback, suggestions, ideas, bouquets or brickbats...all are welcome.

Having been homebound for sometime now and with enough clutter in the TV channels,watching movies suddenly has became very appealing. But I have to confess that am no longer in the rampant watch-any-movie age where I could digest anything from a Saajan to a Hero No 1 but clearly not also yet there to enjoy a Satyajit Ray or Pedro Almodvar movie.Anyways its regional cinema that I am talking here. All this movie watching started with me giving company to my mom and she restricts her staple of movies to only Tamil and Malayalam films. After a point of time comparison was just bound to follow... Best things first - Malayalam films are quite a revelation. From being funny,melancholic, enchanting, tragic, uplifting to plainly being entertaining the range and depth of malayalam films has simply awed me. And am not even talking here of the well-known, superhit mad capers of Mohanlal or Mamooty that the outside world knows of. Let me confess I dont even understand the language completely....