My wife works for a private medical college in Ba...

My wife works for a private medical college in Bangalore which is struggling to get recognition from the Indian Medical Association. Every six months, a team of inspectors are sent to the college on surprise visits that are notified to the college a week before schedule. Every six months, the college is spruced up for the visit: final year students are dressed up as tutors, the hospital beds are filled, all leave is cancelled and so on.

When the inspectors arrived last week, the college realized that they didn't have a fully functional residential quarters for the staff. They came up with the brilliant idea of converting the girls hostel into the staff quarters and moving the girls to the boys hostel. The inspectors arrived and inspected the staff quarters. Suitably impressed, they moved to the 'girls' hostel where a group of visibly uncomfortable girls were milling around. They checked the rooms, spoke to a few of the girls and were about to leave when one of them had the bright idea of checking the urinals. No one really knew what to say after that.

I don't think the college will get the IMA recognition this year either.

The Last Leaf

This was written years back, by a certain LJ-er. I am not a poetry buff, but I found this extremely well written. Not to mention heart-tugging.

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It wasn’t autumn yet.
But
The leaves began to fall.
I don’t know why
But fall they did
Like futile dreams
One after the other.
I raised neither my hand
Nor voice.
But merely sat and watched
With helpless fascination
And sorrow.
The leaves kept falling.
And as the last one
Kissed the earth,
I found that
Deep down
My heart was sobbing.

Y! IM

The latest version (6.x) of Yahoo! messenger looks pretty good, apart from the silly colours.

Vibgyor

And now there's a beautiful rainbow out in the sky. Man, I love Bangalore!

AE & I

Before the weekend started, I was determined to do three things: a) See Aayitha Ezhuthu; b) not watch Yuva; and c) Watch AE on screen. Ladies and gentlemen, I am happy to report I accomplished all (cue applause).

I was wondering, if there had been no Mani Rathnam (shudder), what would we movie watchers have to be content with? Characters named Rahul and Pooja; squeaky clean, well scrubbed environments; the Alps, New Zealand and Mauritius; mannersims passing off as great acting; Ma, Ma and more Ma - the mind boggles.

I really liked Aayitha Ezhuthu. It's got a raw, edgy feel which makes it different from the other Mani movies. Surya has done a phenomenal job playing Michael. His eyes and his smile speak volumes. I loved the scenes where he interacts with the character played by Bharatiraja. Madhavan was not bad either, but he had the advantage of an author backed role. It's easy to see why Abhishek Bachchan is getting rave reviews for his role in Yuva, where he plays the same character.

The usual Rathnam touches are everywhere - terrific songs that are very well picturised, small romantic moments that make you smile, simplistic but inspirational solutions for political and social problems, top notch cinematography and mind numbing violence. I also liked the fact that for a change, none of the major characters die - including the villain.


What I didn't like: the Dol Dol song stood out like a sore thumb - it didn't fit in with the visuals, was redundant and added very little to take the story forward. I also thought that entire episode featuring Arjun (played by Siddharth) could have been avoided. Yes, it does add a bit of balance to the overall story, but it gave the impression of being tacked on, to attract the younger, college going crowd. Lastly, I did feel that Madhavan's character had shades of Brando - Brando in A Streetcar Named Desire and a little bit - a very little bit - of On The Waterfront.

I can see why Yuva is getting mixed reviews. Though I haven't watched it yet, the actors appear to be terribly miscast - Ajay Devgan should have been younger, Abhishek should have been older and Vivek shouldn't have been there at all. Maybe Mani Rathnam didn't care too much about the Hindi version. Hmm.

Overall, I do recommend watching Aayitha Ezhuthu. It's not Mani's best movie, but it's right up there in the top half. Edgy, raw, violent and very much in your face.

7

MHN

I misplaced my whip yesterday night, rented Main Hoon Na instead. My masochism knows no bounds. I don't remember being this numb watching a Hindi movie.

You know what's funny?

Most of the people aghast at the election results and horrified at the prospect of Sonia becoming PM are the ones who live outside India, in the US.

Wow, what an election!

India Shining indeed! Muhahahaha...

Radio Gaga

Radio City DJs are really stretching this Mother's Day business. Today we had the astoundingly asinine Sunayana Lal call up a lady in Delhi and got her daughter to speak to her. The conversation went like this:

Girl: "Mama, I love you. I would like to thank you for being there for me always. You mean so much to me.." (and so on, gush, gush)
Mama, after a pause: "Awaz sunayi nahi deta"
Sunayana Lal: "Oh, don't worry, we'll call you back"
And after a break,
Girl: "Mama, can you hear me? I love you. You are the greatest mother ever. You've always been there for me. I will always be there for you..." (gush gush ad nauseam)
Mama: "Yeh kya bol rahi hai? Kuch samjha nahin"
Girl, to Sunayana: "I'll call her later, it's ok. (sobs)"

Made my day, really.

e4

First day at the new place. Open office, anyone can peek in from behind. Quite a change from my cozy li'l room back at i2.

First impressions - good. Looks like a cool place, lots of work, lots of smart and enthusiastic folks around. My desk and computer were ready when I arrived. They had tied balloons on my cube walls and had a box of chocolates on the desk. Got a joining kit which included a baseball!

Lets see how things progress...