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September 25, 2006

Dazzling Dasshera :-D

Filed under: Misc — Teal @ 5:07 am

One of the most popular of India’s festivals is Dassehra. The festival is also celebrated with intense fervour and zest. The festivities commence on the first night in the month of Ashwin (September-October).

It is significant that the Lord invoked the blessings of the divine mother, Goddess Durga, before actually going out to battle. In burning the effigies the people are asked to burn the evil within them, and thus follow the path of virtue and goodness, bearing in mind the instance of Ravana, who despite all his might and majesty was destroyed for his evil ways. It must be remembered that Ravana was a great scholar and an ardent devotee of Lord Shiva, but the very powers that were bestowed on him for his steadfast devotion proved to be his undoing, due to his gross misuse of the same. Every region observes this 10 day festival in a special way.

In North India it is Ram Lila and consists of plays, recitations and music which recall the life of the legendary hero, Ram. In Delhi, many amateur troupes perform plas based on this epic story. On the tenth day, an elaborat procession leads to the Ram Lila grounds where immense cracker-stuffed effigies of the demon Ravana and his brother and son explode to the chhers of thousands of spectactors.

In Kulu, the celebrations have a different flavor.Mysore, it is celbrated with a pomp and pageantry reminiscent of medieval times. In Benagal and other parts of eastern India, Dussehra is celebrated as Durga Puja. Devotees wear new clothes and entertain with music, dance and drama. On the last day, images of the warrior goddess are taken out in procession immersed in a river or the sea.

In the south, the festival is celebrated as ‘Navaratri’. The ten days are devoted to the worship of goddess Durga, who occupies a special position in the Hindu pantheon of gods and goddesses. She is ‘Shakti’, the cosmic energy which animates all beings. Beautiful idols of the Mother Goddess are worshipped in elaborate pandals for nine days, and on the ninth day, these are carried out in procession for immersion (visarjan) in a river or pond. Dolls and trinkets are artistically arranged in tiers by young girls. Friends and relatives visit each other’s homes to exhange greetings.

In Tamil Nadu, the first three days are dedicated to the worship of Lakshmi, Goddess of wealth and prosperity, the next three days to Saraswati, Goddess of learning and arts and the last three days to Shakti (Durga). In Punjab, Navaratri is taken as a period of fasting. In Gujarat, the evenings and nights are occasions for the fascinating Garba dance. The women dance around an earthen lamp while singing devotional songs accompanied by rhythmic clapping of hands.

Going back to how it is celebrated here in Tamil Nadu ….

There was a buffalo-headed demon called Mahishasur, who was creating havoc amidst mortals and gods alike. He was so powerful that the might of Lord Bhrama, Vishnu and Shiva were unable to put a full stop to his vile deeds. And so they went to their consorts out of desparation. The essence of Goddess Shakti[Parvati], Lakshmi and Saraswati morphed into one goddess – Mahishaasura Mardini.

And so the fight went on for 9 days.

The almighty Mahishaasura Mardini vanquished Mahishaasur on the 10th day, which is celebrated with pomp and grandeur as “Vijayadashami”. Vijayadashami is noted as the best day for starting new things, like enrolling for new classes.

We keep a display of toys and dolls called as Golu/Kolu. The dolls are arranged in steps or padis , which are usually odd in number. Every evening we make a new variety of boiled pulses midly spiced, also known as Sundal, and invite women and girls over. And we also recite the Mahishasura Mardini Stothram, which is a collection of shlokas sung in the praise of all pervading Mahishasura Mardini.

Navaratri is festival that I absolutely look forward to, because it is like a warm-up for Diwali, which is coming in October this time. =)

|| ayi girina.ndini na.nditamedini vishvavinodini na.ndanute

girivara vi.ndhya shirodhinivaasini vishhNuvilaasini jishhNunute .

bhagavati he shitikaNThakuTuMbini bhuuri kuTuMbini bhuuri kR^ite

jaya jaya he mahishhaasuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute .. ||

“O daughter of the mountain, who makes the whole earth happy, who makes the whole universe rejoice, praised by Nandin | dwelling on the peak of the great Vindhya mountain, glittering widely, praised by those desirous of victory | O Goddess, wife of the blue necked Siva, One who has many families, One who has done a lot, | be victorious, be victorious, O destroyer of the demon mahisa, with beautiful braids of hair, daughter of the mountain Himalaya ||”


September 20, 2006

Cleaning out my closet

Filed under: Misc — Teal @ 10:46 pm

Authors note~ this post has nothing to do with a certain white rapper or any of his tracks. This is jesht about me cleaning out my closet. 😀

I was actually cleaning out my closet a few days back, lest a python from the amazon rainforests impeccably hides itself amidst my shambled belongings and attack my junta 😛. Voila, all kinds of little itty bitty memories started pouring in from all over. And ya, I got caught in the spiral thingie called “Flashback”.

It turned out to be a really rib-tickling experience!

Remember the good old days of BSB and their arch rivals N’SYNC? LOL!

I happened to stumble upon a collection of extremely faded and fragile [to be read as papyrus from the pyramids] clippings of articles and pictures of boybands. Yeah yeah I was a big time BSB fan! I crooned to “I’ll never break your heart”. I jived to “Backstreet’s Back” and I even ended up singing “As long as you love me” for my 10th grade farewell. My then hand-made slam had truckloads of BSB printouts pasted all over.

I found myself laughing like a maniac when I looked at the 5 of them, who looked back at me from the walls of my room. Yes, I even have a poster of theirs. It was a gift.

[Fyi, I still like the BSB I lottt … of course not with the same magnitude as before.. so all u N’Sync fans can jesht go to hell! 😛 ]

Remember those days of childhood, when we ran like we were attacked by cheetahs during P.T classes? Those days of hide and seek, climbing trees, getting bruised big time around the knees and elbows? Speaking of which, why do people stare when we play on the swings? What is the big deal with that???

Those days of rushing home to watch Panda Club in DD2… super human samurai! J Remember getting all choked up when jack dies and rose lets him go, and he disappears downward ever so slowly to the ocean bed? Remember Famous 5, Faraway Tree, Five Findouters, et al.? Remembering loving English classes, enacting plays, making tools for history projects.

I loved Blyton and still do.

Remembering all those silly cat fights and wondering if those gals who lost to me in those would even remember them. Or laugh at them and enjoyed the subtle comedy interweaved in every little one of those squabbles, like I did. Pairing up girls and boys and giggling stupidly, much to the embarrassment of the two being paired. I am sure all of us have been on both sides of this game. 😉

Remembering all those sentimental promises of being together forever … [Darrty peepal, I am still talking only about friendship!!!]. You know the whole “We were friends then, we are friends now and we will be friends together” drill, which never seems to go stale, because we used it again when college got over … well don’t expect me to get all senti and Mustafa-ish about it. Because I was exhilarated at the thought of graduation.

Remembering the days when we played “Another brick in the wall” full blasht in our tape recorders … singing word to word … reaching out for your badminton racket and imagining to playing that beauty of the climactic piece of guitar glory on it …. Which made me realize one thing. The cassette is obsolete :-O

We ladies and gentlemen have lived through the lifetime of the cassette and the compact disc. And are now embarking on the wonder of the DVD. Hmmm ….

Let me just safely surmise and wind up by saying that amidst all these miniscule happy memories from my childhood days, I feel .. old. =(

“Those were the days my friend, we thought they’d never end.

We’d sing and dance, forever and a day ….

We’d live the life we choose, we’d fight and never lose….

Oh we were young, and free to go our way …”

Guess every little girl has to grow up sometime.

September 13, 2006

Of aapus at off-campuses

Filed under: Humour — Teal @ 9:15 am

“Off campus” is a word that is of ultimate importance to us engineering grads. And by “US”, I mean the kind~

  1. Who never had decent opportunities for on campus placement.
  2. Who are stuck in the vicious cycle of ill fate.
  3. Basically, those junta who are mere pawns at Murphy’s hands.

I had a chance. Infact I had 2 decent chances to get placed in leading MNCs. But I blew it. Well I prepared day and night and yet I blew it. Does that make any sense? It’s probably the time I was born, or the time I wrote the exam. Or just lord Murphy trying to amuse himself.

Preparing for placements is probably the most chafing thing in the whole wide universe. You may ask “Why???” Let me tell you why, infact I have a few more questions to be asked of you~

  • Mugging and puking for getting a degree is pointless enough, but most companies only seem to look for one criteria – memory retention. Because many muggers I know [and by muggers I donot mean muggermuches or crocodiles, but they are nonetheless as vile and slimy :-&] get placed in the blink of an eye.
  • These muggers are damn experts you know. They can even tell which paper the questions exactly came from and in which venue they were conducted and things like that.
  • Then come those who are placed by sheer dumb luck. SHEER DUMB LUCK. These are the kind when asked if worked with George Summers, would promptly reply “Who is that guy??” X-( Baah!!!!

Then comes the pointer about the biggest pain of our times. Bakunthala Bedi.

The lady who can magically paraphrase, make umpteen assumptions based on the crappy questions she frames. [most of which have printing mistakes as well.]

When asked a question like how long will it take for this person to reach B from A given 2 trains T1 and T2, she would give a very “concise” 1 page explanation in that frigging book of hers which starts like this~

“Assume T1 is a bullet train. Now let us again assume that T2 is a toy train that covers the distance from mettupalayam to ……



…………………….. thus we can clearly conclude that T2 is the faster of the two trains and Mammu will take T2 to reach his destination!!!!!!”

Oh for the love of god!

But people who have to attend off campus drives endlessly before the luck lady does a soprano do benefit a lot. Wanna know how? Here’s how~

Sun tan : Hell, you don’t even need a suntan lotion or waste time lying around in the beach. If you are pale and want to grow dark, off campus drives is the cheapest and the best option for you!

Crowd Management : Even the most decent of junta become uncivilized boors. You can effectively learn how to handle crowds, how to squirm and crawl amidst big, small and medium built people alike. How to effectively cut queues and stand in line right after arriving, when people who have been standing for hours seem like ginger eating monkeys.

Building your stamina : Are you weak? You can’t stand for long? You can’t play any sport? Don’t worry! Off campus drives are their for you. In the process of attending these pointless drives, you will be coached to~

· Wake up early.

· Rush without breakfast or water.

· Reach the venue.

· Find about 2000 people standing ahead of you.

· Make you mentally stronger. Hell you gotta get past these 1000’s of people to give your aptitude test.

· Sweat till there is no water in your system.

· Write the test on an empty stomach.

· Now who won’t toughen up after such an exhilarating experience?

One regular guy at off campus drives, who I happen to know, has cleared the physical fitness test for Eco Challenge 2007. Believe me, he doesn’t work out, he doesn’t jog or swim or anything. 3 months of off campus drives have toughened him. He is even thinking of giving the annual marathon a shot! You go dude!

Gyaan : You will realize that probability is a myth. It all depends upon the game of Murphy and the luck lady. You may make it, you may not make it. In fact, there is one company which is filtering and taking only dodos exclusively. This is one of the many steps that company is taking to achieve the Duh-Dodo certification, which is a must for most software companies nowadays. You get enlightenment without sitting under any Bodhi Tree. You also get a red pill free with a teensy weensy secret~

“There is no spoon[ spoon~ decent recruitment process].

Btw “aapu” => tamil slang for a screw up.

But now comes the best part of off campus drives.

You remember Meera from Ist standard? Your long lost friend? Hey wait a minute, is that girl in queue no.200 meera? Yes it is !!!! Yay me! Meera ….. hiiii …. You wave excitedly!

And Meera waves back. Yes, off campus drives are excellent venues for networking. You can meet your estranged schoolmates, childhood buddies, people who never even spoke to you during college, yet speak here as if you were in one biiig gang together!

Wah bhai wah!

Experience ho tho aisi …..

September 1, 2006

Where Idiocy sells, intelligence fails!

Filed under: Misc — Teal @ 8:52 am

The state of affairs in the entertainment scenario of India are going beyond wretched!

Ask any ardent movie-goer, and you would know …. Havent seen a decent flick in bollywood since Dil Chahta Hai. Havent seen a decent tamil flick since Aaytha Ezhuthu.

There are so many good decent and simple movies which often more so go unnoticed. Take “Rhythm” [tamil] for an instance. A really nice story. Wonderful music. And of course, a raunchy dance number to satisfy the masses. And yet the movie fared only averagely. But then in this state, one can never tell anything for sure. This is because:

  • Politicians from here claim to be a part of a secular front, beyond any discrimination.
  • Yet they are backed heavily by caste based votes in rural areas.
  • People talk about patriotism or rather a mania for your own mother toungue, and how the other languages are “creeping in” and should be banned. Hindi is the national language.
  • You are Indian first and a regional citizen afterwards, aren’t you?

Heroines in movies over here have to be~

  • NOT tamilian
  • Imbeciles.
  • Fair skinned.
  • Stupid enough to not able to EVEN lypsynch.

The youth involved in politics for “language based patriotism” are ardent fans of such bimbos. They are ok with playback singers from the north singing mass songs [a.k.a dappankoothu songs] and mispronouncing every other word.

What can you make of dodos who make the movies of 60-odd old morons fighting 6 foot taggdda jawaans run for more than a year??? :-O

What can you think of idiots who keep trying to launch their offsprings, who cant even spell the word “T-A-L-E-N-T”, leave alone possess it!

Hmmm … things are just as dismal all around. Take up bollywood, [and even a few from Hollywood] for an example. There seems to be a bevy of artistes in the Dah-series. [to be read as Duh! ]

Everything seems to be released in series, so here I go!

Name~ Duh-shwarya Die

Age~ too old to be acting

Degree~ supposedly in architechture


After winning a beauty paegent eons ago …. [I am talking about the time when she was actually young], she spearheaded a revolution of models take the road to tinsel town ….. which has given more prototypes to the “Duh” series.

After facing much criticism from her peers and seniors, she boldly went where no stupid architect went before! She joined up at the Linda Blair University where she majored with top honours in facial expressions.

To put a full stop to those who did word-bashing about her accent, she enrolled at the Hema Malini Insitute of Dialogue Delivery, where she has reproduced a typical H.M accent that is unsurpassed to this day.

When she is not making movies, her hobbies include – practicing for the world’s widest and scariest grin contest and dumping her actor boyfriends a.k.a trampling on their hearts. As far as her take on black money goes, she takes complete care of it by producing flop movies with ventriloquist dummies in the lead

More on the duh-series later!

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