Quite excited about the Ashes. 2 middling evenly matched teams taking on each other in cricket’s oldest rivalry. Should be fun to watch. Despite all troubles, one can never really write Australia off. Those buggers quite never get the script on when to give up. England have quite a few things going for them in a preparation that has been quite Aussie like. However, lack of experience in Australian conditions for their bowlers is going to be a key factor. Too close to call. If you put a gun to my head, (Ok! I was just joking about the gun, now remove it) I would predict a 2-1 victory for the Aussies though I will be extremely happy to be proved wrong (After all, who does not like the Aussie team getting steam-rolled).
Somethings in life never change, Harris Jayaraj’s music being one of them. His music has this innate quality of being melodious and Damn-I-have-heard-this-tune-before feel right throughout and you enjoy it all the more. One gets the same feeling after listening to his compositions for Engeyum Kaadhal & Orange. Nenjil Nenjil reunites him with Harish Raghavendra and as usual, the song rocks as Harish seems to save his best for Harris. Lolita & Dhimu Dhimu has Karthik crooning away soft melodious numbers and when has Karthik never rocked. Orange has the Telugu version of Dhimu Dhimu but by far the best song is Sydney Nagaram. Quite damn hummable. Harris, good to have you back after ages, especially after listening to all the crap YSR composed
Something do change and Coimbatore happens to be one of that. Making a visit after 4.5 years is an eye opener. All familiar places have all changed except for the sign boards. NMB is now almost like a full fledged hotel cum bakery types. PSG with the bridge & new gates. Boomerang with its bigger premises (but with the same Titanic cake cum ice cream on display). So much traffic, mad roads, auto drivers who can give Chennai auto drivers a complex. Coimbatore, you have changed. Life seemed peaceful earlier
Speaking of peaceful, someone who certainly has not had a peaceful life is Aung Suu Kyi. Infinite salutes to your grace under fire, surviving the house arrest & the various atrocities that you might have seen and heard, and yet to never give up, now that is a courage of a special kind. Heres hoping that the junta under you take care of the Myanmar Junta.
Ever heard of the splinter in your brain that just keeps on digging deeper and deeper, you get to realize that its quite true.
And then there are shoulders that are cold. Ice cold. Dead Cold.
Straddling the fence is also a choice and a decision.
Dont you like sometimes want to just take something precious and hurl it with all your might and watch it break piece by piece in slow motion. Theres a perverse delight in that one second before you realize the magnitude of what has been done
Or sometimes, hear a scream and realize its just you doing the whole mental shout cos you just cant scream outside
Or just laugh, joke and smile around, creating a perfect defense mechanism
Or just realize that you are your best friend and worst enemy and sometimes it really does not make sense fighting so much with yourself.
or to just go to sleep and wake up ala Rip Van Winkle
Just one more random event in a life filled with them