Constant Mumblings

A Management trainee... a wannabe journo, theatre enthusiast.. right now trying to revive Teen Engine, a youth magazine... yeah and an obsessive passion for the Red Devils (Manchester United) Hail Glazer!!!

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

After a fun Night Out :D

The Effects of Alcohol

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra and panties.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause youto tell your friends over & over again that you love them.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause youto think you can sing.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is the leadingcause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead,knees and lower back.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster, and better looking than most people.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead youto think people are laughing WITH you.
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause pregnancy.
WARNING: the crumsumpten of alcahol may Mack you tink you can tiperealgode

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Evam & Evam

Evam Indrajit by Evam was a quality treat to the starved Chennaiites.. Best of Evam productions.... still felt the right message did not reach out to the audience.... Sunil and Asim were the show stealers... if Sunil was taking a casual stroll on the stage... Asim was the fire power with the ability to capture the audience attention with sheer sense of timing in his dialogues....

I was sceptical initially to watch the play 'cos i was expecting the same ol' Evam cast on stage who lack the required skills to hold the audience attention ( barring a few). in fact i watched all the rewind series just to make sure i m not being prejudiced to their works..... and i was not to be proved wrong....

Evam i think is a popular group with its young audience base.... i passionately plead them to show the young audience the different facets of theatre and improve on their quality if they want to improve their audience base further .....

yeah you B-school grads must have had an acceptable payback for your audience in your business plan .... more than two and a half years do not reflect good... do they guys???

Monday, June 06, 2005

Pissed Off

It is almost ubiquitous. At least in India. And the worst part is, it escapes being written about. Beats me. Why must we tolerate gentlemen, kings and commoners alike, lining the sides of the road, their back to the world at large…doing the 'thing'? Sometimes civilization does mean coming round a full circle. No?

Yes, I am referring to the pee-in-the street syndrome. Nowhere, I must say, nowhere will this example of gross obscenity (and insanity) be found as publicly as in our country. The Islamic societies are restrained by religion to do so, and the rest are evolved enough to give up such canine propensities. So, why us?
Strangely, the British taught us good manners. We copied - from their suits, neckties and stiff upper lips to anything vulgar. No British sahib would think of committing such a vulgar act in public, not even for the Queens' sake. Even forefathers were more sober in answering the call of nature, the traditional dhoti and veshti being in favour of an elaborate sit down ritual in quiet privacy. The trousers and jeans have seemingly liberated the Indian male with this quick practice to bliss, the instant Nirvana.

The practice has spread to all walks of life. At any given point of time, you can spot a yuppie, primly attired, cellphone and limousine in tow, next to a kayenthi bhavan relieving himself by the busy thoroughfare. Democracy indeed, we have here! With both thinking of it as a birthright. The yuppie will never show any disgust for his pee-r, or vice-versa and the occasional glance at the other will be accompanied by an amicable smile of "well done, boy." Sometimes I wonder, why do Hindi film heroes, claiming to realistically portray real life into reel, shy away from doing such scenes. The only sequence where the act is shown is one in which the hero needs a conveyance for chasing the villain, the original owner minding his own act.

If it is the business of municipalities and civic bodies to remain unconcerned, the ordinary citizen turns a blind eye (or a hankied nose) to the menace. It has become so much a part of the contrast called India that we rarely seem to mind it. In metros as well as small towns, busy thoroughfares and side walls are a wash with the yellowish stains that urine leaves behind, not to speak of the intolerable stench. But even the concerned house owners who get to live by the side walls are helpless. They cannot possibly shout at every passerby without being threatened nor do their notices of 'DO NOT URINATE HERE' seem to affect the culprits. One ingenious landlord in my neighborhood, however, tried to foil such defacing by plastering the walls of his boundary with tiles engraved with pictures of Hindu Gods and Goddesses, hoping that the majority of the passers-by being Hindu, would keep off the wall. But conscience sure does give way to convenience. The very next week, he was baffled to see a heavy-coat of coal-tar over the tiles and it was nuisance as usual.

We know now that wild animals like the tiger urinate to make-off their personal territory. But reason fails to understand the similar behaviour among their evolved male Indian counterpart. We have to delve deep into the psyche of the Indian male to get to the root cause. Most would officially not admit belonging to the unzipped league, unless of course you catch them with their pants down. Most men offer the excuse of being ‘in a hurry’ or the sorry state of our public toilets as the case. But most would not admit of the sheer pleasure of doing it; the open air, carelessness for the world behind one's back, the display of pseudo macho-ism in public. A friend even sheepishly admitted, it is the thrill of doing ‘it’ while the Kollywood heroines stare at you!

With such strong undercurrents at work, it is doubtful if we could ever evolve into a civilized society. Building more urinals might help over fines or punishment, but until there is an effort to tune the Indian male ego, the state of affairs will remain pretty much the same - PISSED OFF

Darwin & the Survival Sunday

Darwin & the Survival Sunday, Mumblings of a ManU fan and more…

90 minutes, 4 teams but 1 survivor… that was the sumptuous menu on offer for all the football maniacs in the world.

The media dubbed it the ‘Survival Sunday’, but if you were the few blessed ones to get my insight of the relegation battle in the English Premiership then you were among the elite ‘expecting the unexpected’ result with the surety of the wise old man (Buddha knew it all the way!!!).

As Kieran Richardson, guided the ball into the net Baggies proved the Darwin’s theory right!! Never ever has a premiership team arisen from the phoenix!!! The critics and the cynics had written them off on a gloomy Christmas that Captain Marvel was doomed to a dogfight in the Championship but all of them are biting their tongues now.
This is no cliché, in the history of the English league no team, which has been at the bottom of the table on Christmas, have survived to live another day in the premiership.

As the odds were being drawn before the game, Norwich and Palace looked like the favorites to survive (Palace did come real close!!). The saints playing ManU were already written off, so were the table bottom WestBrom. (both the managers had their lucky charms-charming angel for Redknapp and the ‘lucky’ Buddha for Robson)

In the end, West Brom manager Bryan Robson has survived the sternest test in his illustrious career.
As an ardent red Devils fan this were a few consolation on offer outside the theatre of dreams: 1. The successful start of sparky’s club managerial career (Mark Hughes alias sparky, Manager-Blackburn, dropout of ‘92) 2. Bryan Robson orchestrating the greatest comebacks in footballing history.

Talking about my love (ManU here guys!!) makes me lose my smile as a grueling season of pain and fear gripped me on and off the field.

If on the field display was disappointing, off the field issues scream disaster!!! Glazers’ hostile takeover plans can plunge Old Trafford into a bottomless pit. The 790m takeovers would leave ManU with debts double that of Leeds a few years ago. At least the Leeds debt was for footballing reasons here it is for a single person who tends to play havoc with a passionate football club. The glazer takeover attempts could be as disastrous as an Iraqi trying to control the affairs of the India cricket board (ok, what if we have a similar situation now, he is still an Indian!!!).

Manu’s on the field prospects looks extremely bright with C.ronaldo, Darren Fletcher and the terror of Rooney looming over all our rivals, add to this, the gaffers’ commitment to stay in the club till the youngsters maximize their potential gives hope in a smoking cell!!!