When his movie Viswaroopam was running into problem there were lots of fans who have started sending the ticket money as DD to the actor who has invested a fortune…
I didn’t believe in such acts (sending DD) because for a business person risk is a part of life… He should be ready for unexpected and to overcome situational… Also he is not going to refund the money if the movie is not good…
Anyways fans showed there love and support to this deserving actor… I was curious to know if Kamal would encash those monies or now…
When I came to know that Kamal has returned them all… My respect for him has grown multiple…
You are a true gentleman SIR!!!
You are the true UlagaNayagan…
I’m proud to be a generation which grew watching your classics and master pieces…
At different stages in my life I wanted to stay away from different places…
– As a kid I hated schools and wanted to stay away from schools…
– When I had to visit a police station for the first time I waned to stay away…
– When I had some legal issues I had to goto courts… This was the last place I hated until now…
I’m almost living in a hospital for last 6 months to take care of my dad… All the above listed places could manage or handled… But a hospital is a place where we see more sorrow and pain of people…
Hospital is a place where emotions plays big part… Lots of strong people would be seen broken… This one place can teach you a million lessons…
Now if you ask me I’d be glad to visit and live in any other places I hate to the core; but definitely not a hospital…
Last six months have been very testing…. For a person who is motivated, decisive and tough; it is very challenging as it is a time which tests that basic trait….
Yes I’m running thru the trauma of my dad’s health for six months now… Always my parents have given their best to my sister and me in spite of their middle class earnings… They are soo god-fearing, impractical & ordinary common people…
Have been struggling to bring back dad by making him mentally tough and help him win over tough times… Unfortunately I couldn’t push him and make him mentally tough….
Am standing helpless watching him being weak, indecisive and fragile… As am emotionally connected too him I had to bog down to his ordinary ways…
Now left the destiny to god and walking thru with blind hope… Wish god gives mental strength to my dad…
It was 8 PM and called Karthick to check what was he upto… He just got up from his afternoon sleep… We were thinking a lot to engage into some fun activity… We thought of;
Going to Hotel Green Park for a drink… But we got bored of GP and drink….
Thought of going to Cafe Coffee Day and again there was. Of strong purpose…
Then thought if we can drive to Kerala or Karnataka to watch Viswaroopam…. We almost froze this plan… But I had to revoke this plan as my wife was visiting me this weekend…
Finally decided to goto Moonrekers at Mahabalipuram for dinner and spend the night at Cafe Coffee Day the who night…
Wc called Sundar and he was ready to join us… But we got caught in the traffic near Kathipara and it was already 10 PM… Then we thought of going to Buhari for a Briyani… While crossing Velacherry I saw an Andra Hotel by name UGADI and was teasing Karthi that Telegu people have spread everywhere…
Karthi asked if we can try it out there and myself and Sundar seconded it…. As we came out we were delighted wonderful Andra food… We had Plain Rice, Steamed Rice, Chicken Briyani, Fish Curry, Chicken Curry and fried prawns… And yes now we found a place which we will be frequenting often…
From there we drove to Mahabalipuram CCD and it was a fun drive as it has been a while we have been out together… On reaching CCD we sat out and were cracking jokes and in came the manager telling that the joint is closed by 11 PM….
I was disappointed as I couldn’t get my cold coffee :((… Finally my friend Sundar Kumar a go getter went I side the shop and asked if they can give us a Cafe Frappe and he got me got me one…
Finally noting happened as we planned but we couldn’t complain as we enjoyed the day…
After a while it was a party time yesterday… Took a friend out to the streets and malls of Bangalore… After all fun we packed our bags to Chennai by around 11.30 PM… From there we drove to our favourite spot HP Petrol Bunk at Soolagiri which has McDonalds, Cafe Coffee Day and other food joints…
After fuelling the car we headed to Cafe Coffee Day to cool us with some COLD COFFEE… Joint was unusual less crowded and I placed my order;
Me: 2 cafe frappe please…
CCD folk: want extra ice-cream??
Me: No just frappe….
CCD folk: 174 rupees SIR!!!
Me: Handed over a Rs.500/- note…
CCD folk: no change SIR…
Me: me too don’t have change….
CCD folk: sorry sir no change SIR!!!
Me: What do you mean to say?? You can’t take this order without giving you exact change??
CCD folk: Yes SIR…
Me: YOU CAN’T TELL THAT TO A CUSTOMER…. IT IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO HAVE CHANGE OR ARRANGE FOR CHANGE…
CCD folk: sorry SIR!!!
My anger shot to my head and my friends asked if we have to fight it out…. By this time I decided not to take anything from that guy…. Also creating a scene is not going to help it anyway as it will give the other guy an opportunity to justify his act….
I sat for a moment and posted following message in CCD FB Page and raised a complaint thru their Contact Us page;
mr.nayan refused to take my order for not tendering exact change of rs.174(I tendered rs.500)… Poor #customerservice….
Then as a solace someone called from their in the morning and apologised…. Also there was a reply in my post asking for the location… Not sure if any strict action was taken….
Those were times where Bangalore is known for its Climate, Garden, Pretty girls and the last one for its pubs… During my college days we use to travel to Bangalore just for Pub Hopping and the crazy thing is I was a teetotaller then…. We start from NASA and hop thru all the pubs at Residency, Brigade and MG Road…
But now I’m not longer a teetotaller and I’ve never thought of hopping pubs :)… We first went to a pub named DownTOWN at Residency Road… Those days this pub was one of our favourites… But this time around its standards have fallen drastically…
We didn’t like the place at all and we decided to move to some other pub and that is when I thou of hopping…. We went to couple of pubs and there was not much fun other than getting nostalgia and an opportunity to compare prices…
Washin powder Nirma, Washing powder Nirma
Doodh si safedi, Nirma se aayi
Rangeen kapde bhi khil khil jaaye
I’m a Complan Boy(Shahid Kapoor) and
I’m a Complan Girl (Ayesha Takia)
Surabhi : Renuka Sahane and Siddharth
Then were ‘Mungerilal ke hasin sapane’ and ‘karamchand’ …’Vikram Betal’, etc.
Malgudi Days
Dekh Bhai Dekh
How did one survive growing up in the 80’s and 90’s?
We had no seatbelts, no airbags..
Cycling was like a breath of fresh air…
No safety helmets, knee pads or elbow pads, with plenty of cardboards between spokes to make it sound like a motorbike…
When thirsty we only drank tap water, bottled water was still a mystery…
We kept busy collecting bits & pieces so we could build all sort of things … and we were fearless on our bicycles even when the brakes failed going downhill…
DD SCreensaver
DD Logo
We were showing off how tough we are, by how high we could climb trees & then jumping down….It was great fun….
We could stay out to play for hours, as long as we got back before dark, in time for dinner…
We walked to school, or sometimes we even rode our bicycle.
We had no mobile phones, but we always managed to find each other…. How?
We lost teeth, broke arms & legs, we got cuts and bruises and bloody noses…. nobody complained as we had so much fun, it wasn’t anybody’s fault, only ours
We ate everything in sight, cakes, bread, chocolate, ice-cream, sweet sugary drinks, fruits..yet, we stayed skinny by fooling around.
And if one of us was lucky to find a 1 litre coca cola bottle we all had a swig from it & guess what? Nobody picked up any germs…
We did not have Play Stations, MP3, Nintendo’s, I-Pods, Video games, 99 Cable TV channels, DVD’s, Home Cinema, Home Computers, Laptops, Chat-rooms, Internet, etc ..
BUT, we had REAL FRIENDS!!!!
We called on friends to come out to play, never rang the doorbell, just went around the backdoor…
We played with sticks and stones, played cowboys and Indians, doctors and nurses, hide and seek, soccer games, over and over again…
When we failed our exams we were given a second chance by simply repeating the same grade…without visiting psychiatrists, psychologists or counselors…
Such were the days…
We had freedom, success, disappointments and responsibilities. ..
I had to take a break from Blogging for policing from Parents and Relatives… Yesterday I just realised how that break affected my personality alltogether…
When I blogged I enjoyed all the challenges, struggles and pains… These days I’ve become a angry and depressed….
When I blogged I use to observe all the small things that happens around me… I missed to see a lot of good things around me these days….
When I blogged I’ve never been into boredom…. Blogging made me engaged all the times…
When I blogged I developed lots of hobbies…. I became a foodie, traveller, photographer, gardener etc…
When I blogged my vocabulary improved… I used to write all the new words I’ve come across…
When I blogged I was able to flush all the anger, agony and frustration… Off late my frustration levels are high…
When I blogged I used to read a lot… My reading habit has almost become defunct….
When I blogged I had the habit of sharing and compromising…. These days I’m getting selfish and self-centered…
When I blogged I learned from my mistakes… Not sure if I’m wise these days…
When I blogged I got lots of well washers like friends, relatives and unknown acquaintance… My friend base is stagnant these days…
AnandNataraj 