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October 20, 2008

Posted by K in Abstract Ramblings, Diary.
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Just when I thought I was beginning to like Google Chrome enough to say bye bye to firefox-it behaves badly. It keeps hanging, I don’t know whether that is common or just something about today.

I’m in the middle of exams again, comfortably looking down upon them(again). I mean really-what is the point of exams? It tests how you organise your knowledge and put it down on paper. How does that help anything in the real world? Will my ability to finish a paper in three hours affect how I run an organisation or administer a fund?

Avial is currently stuck in my head. Especially Nada Nada. I’m glad I don’t understand Malayalam…my love for them might just reduce if I understand what they are saying. Or then again-maybe not.

Casablanca is nice.

So is Dell. Except, I certainly hope Dell will do me the goodness of replacing the lid of my green lappie. The satin finish is peeling and I am highly distressed.

I can’t wait to get back to Delhi. Libraries, movies, art and theatre. Bliss.

Ramblings of an Unscholarly Mind… April 24, 2008

Posted by K in Diary, Extreme Nostalgia, Friends, Funny, Life, Lyrics, Maiden, Nonsense.
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To counter my absolute blankness when faced with the books I am supposed to answer 75 marks worth questions on, I opened my notebooks. I had a total of four notebooks this year (no, make that five…I think) to take, well, notes, and I had picked them all with tender loving care. My favourite one was the one with the champagne glass on the cover. It’s appeal is obvious πŸ˜‰ Then there was the breathtaking art on the red one, which I reserved for one of my ex-favourite teachers. The one with the abandonment and music on the cover was rather nice as well, but the point I am trying to make, is that these beauteous notebooks…contain no classnotes.

I flip page after page, and find graffiti, doodles, graffiti, maiden, graffiti and…you get the picture. So I thought I would dedicate this post to my class time activities. Let me reproduce here the things that held my attention, while the rest of the class was (presumably) engaged in scholarly pursuit.

  • 29/02/08 (I have a habit of obsessively dating my ‘notes’) : In parentheses- Chucked out of previous two classes for not reading text *grin*

This would be the Conrad class, where for about 3-4 four classes the teacher taught 5 out of some 40 students, because the rest hadn’t read Heart of Darkness, teehee.

  • 15/02/08 (This is in Pallavi’s handwriting; we were mocking something, but I forgot what…) ‘Every woman needs her daily male’
  • 22/01/08 sees the pictoral, stick figure representation of The Life of A. Parthosarathy, and involves an attempt of said gentleman to understand his solitude…’cept there’s a power-cut and he forgets the question. I shall try and post a pic of it sometime.
  • 24/01/08: Pictoral depiction of two clouds trying to eat each other.
  • 18/01/08: ‘Fresh, crust, roast, crisp, crunch’. An enumeration of my favourite food sounds (I think I was hungry,lol)
  • 03/03/08: ‘We sail away… On ships of wonder’ Beautiful lyrics from Rainbow. Catch the Rainbow, I think. Minor case of ear worming, I think.
  • 29/01/08: A stylized ‘REAPERS REPOSE’. Two Eddies on the page, and the inevitable SCREAM FOR ME MUMBAI!!! Iron Maiden Somewhere Back in Time.
  • 17/01/08: “Give me freedom, or kill me!”
  • 20/09/07: In a Swift class, discussing the living dead, the Struldbrugs in Gulliver’s Travels – ‘Dead-in-Law’ Har har har.
  • 4/12/07: I was apparently in a ‘familial’ mood. Figures drawn of Eddie’s Mother, and Harlequin’s brother.
  • 17/01/ 08: scribbled along the margin top of the page- ‘sleepy sleepy sleepy Gray sleepy sleepy sleepy’. This was during a lecture on Thomas Gray, delivered by a teacher who is quite good, but unfortunately, possesses quite a soporific drone πŸ™‚
  • 4/12/07(etched in blood, it says): (Hertfordshire) doesn’t get Maiden… Mumbai does. *GRIN* MODERN MAN fell asleep. Eddie woke him up and said “Will you scream for Bangalore? I am trying to shift the MAIDEN…INDIA…2008 venue.”
  • 17/10/07: Rama Rama Melodrama Sniff sniff sneeze Fly with the breeze Eat your pen Inhale.
  • 30/10/07: In a DH Lawrence Sons and Lovers class- ‘Mother did actually want to be a man’. ‘ Miriam…books did not matter to her’. (In my defense: I was busy admiring graffiti on desks in all DH Lawrence classes)
  • 29/08/07– Lots of Maiden… ‘Transcendental Eddie’.……’IRON MAIDEN OWNS YOUR SOUL (YOU JUST DON’T KNOW IT YET πŸ˜‰ ) …………..Air Harris!……………FREEZE YOUR SOUL AND MAYBE EDDIE WON’T EAT YOU HAIR \m/

And so on, and so forth πŸ™‚ I think I shall put up a post with all the graffiti I copied from desks…they deserve to be read πŸ˜€ What creativity people show, I tell you! πŸ˜€

In Preparation! April 24, 2008

Posted by K in Diary, Poem, Uncategorized.
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Before an exam

I swallow up paper

After paper

With small neat handwriting

Cramming Knowledge

Into a blank space

(Till) there is a revolt

(From somewhere within the void)

And reel after reel

Of broken movie scenes

Swallow me,

Bury me.

An avalanche of gem-clipped paper

(Pretty purple and pink)

Swallowing me.

February 9, 2008

Posted by K in Diary, Snivellings.
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Be warned; I shall whine in the following lines.

My brain has frozen and I just don’t know how to begin my Ogden Nash project. I had planned to investigate the occasionally dystopic vision behind the humour, examine the post-modern implications of his language use, and his commentary of and on American Life.

All I want to do is sleep.

MAIDEN!!!! INDIA!!! 2008!!! SCREAM FOR ME ‘M’BAI! February 2, 2008

Posted by K in Diary, Maiden, Music, Parikrama, Photos, Reviews/Rants.
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I’m baaaack!!! Time for a review, and this time, since the hysteria of seeing Iron Maiden for the first time isn’t applicable, it will be a more mature account. *cough*

I SAW THE PLANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SAW THE PLANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SAW THE PLANE TWICE!!!!!!!!!!! I saw it parked in a bay when I landed (distant view, but oh, most faintworthy!!!!) AND TODAY WHEN I WAS ON THE WAY TO THE AIRPORT I saw it taking off. I mean, this is sweet justice, for short people like me. We may not get to see much of the stage (Sob. Boo hoo.) BUT WE SEE THE PLANE!!!!!!! Or I did, at any rate smilie

In case you’re wondering why I go on so about the plane, here’s why.

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Custom made piece of genius smiliesmilie Flown by Captain Bruce Dickinson.

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(Photo courtesy Melville Sequeira)

In case I haven’t mentioned already…Ed Force One (Flight no. 666; seriously, and always) carried some 20 tonnage of equipment (Every song had a different back drop), all the band members and all the crew!

Okay, back to the gig. I was quite apprehensive about the Mumbai crowd because I had heard bad, baaad things about them. I was supposed to meet two lots of friends at the grounds and funnily enough it turned out that they knew each other and were meeting up anyway πŸ˜€ I ended up seeing a lot of familiar faces, 3 people from school.

However, back to outside, at 3:PM when I reached the MMRDA grounds, Bandra-Kurla Complex, I was astounded to see a line a few 100 people deep. Gates opened at 4, so I was fretting and expecting to see a mile long line by the time I reached, as is what happened in B’lore.

Not Mumbai, it seemed. There were ticket counters outside the venue, as was an official merchandise outlet. The infrastructure was waay better this time; not only was there no shortage of drinkable fluids, vendors were actually bringing them up to you throughout the concert.

I was very surprised at the size of the venue. I had imagined it to be bigger or atleast the same size as the Palace Grounds. It seemed tiny and till just before Maiden, there didn’t seem to be too many people around. We had decided to stand centre middle; ie. close to the mixer board where the sound is generally the best, and where, we imagined, we would get the best view, all things considered. The other option was go right up front and risk being caught in a mosh pit. Well, the sound was good, way better than Bangalore, and even though we were so far back, I got to see more of the band on stage than last time, although I missed the energy that comes with standing closer to the stage. As far as I could make out, the stage was built higher this time, and there was a ramp at the back for Bruce to do his stuff. And ofcourse he climbs the steel supports on the sides again smilie

There was some serious pushing once Maiden began, but thankfully it subsided before it got crazy. There were, apparently 3-4 mosh pits somewhere about, however and I REALLY wonder how people can mosh to Maiden…Maiden is headbanging stuff, not let-me-hurt-you-you-hurt-me-stuff…

The opening acts finished their stuff quite quickly this time, which was strange. There was a good half hour-forty five minute gap before Maiden came on. Nervereck, the CRI winners, were quite good; I liked them although the crowd was impatient to get Maiden on-stage. They did not get half as horrible a reception as fTn last year, and deservedly. Lauren Harris came next (good on you, Steve πŸ™‚ ) and she was waay better(than last time). Her USP was more than simply her looks (all the men and some women couldn’t take their eyes off her…as usual) or, as Akriti put it, ” I have to admit she has great hair”, and she didn’t repeat her annoying HOW YA DOIN BANGALORRE this time. She has a powerful voice, and I don’t think I’ll mind seeing her opening for Maiden once again. It’s not my type of music but I dig her vocals πŸ™‚ Her drummer is one cool cat, hehe. She looks to be oldish and has a platinum blonde almost mohawk, and the guitarists are pretty good too. Parikrama was the last and final opening act, this was their fourth time opening for Maiden in a year, and they were naturally ver grateful to Maiden and management. They also made us thank DNA, and for once I agree, and say again THANK YOU DNA (bring ’em again πŸ˜‰ ) Their set seemed really short this time, they did the new stuff, which I like, but I wish they had played Open Skies again. The mad violinist has got even madder, Imran Khan smilie

The crowd was steadily growing by now, as I mentioned, and once Maiden came on, whoa, it was difficult to move. Blore, however, was more crowded, and the crowd at dear old Bengaluru had more energy!! From where I was standing, I could barely see people jumping and when I began jumping, two people gave me weird looks and said to each other ‘yeh to/isse to char gai hai’. Those two weren’t Maiden fans anyway, they just came coz they wanted to see a live concert. So whatever, I knew I looked mad, but this was about getting mad, anyway. I just hope my hair didn’t whip into too many people. I asked Akriti, who was directly behind me, but either she was too nice or she was so busy having the time of her life that she didn’t even notice smiliesmilie

I felt sorry for the people I was standing next to; I sing horribly and I was, well, singing along, singing wrong a lot of times, because I suck with lyrics in the ordinary way anyway, and in the middle of a gig how can I be expected to keep my wits about smilie

The setlist was mostly predictable but what the hell, we all loved it smilie

  1. Aces High (AMAZING live!! Churchill’s speech included)
  2. Two Minutes to Midnight
  3. Revelations (YAYAYAYAYAYAY smilie)
  4. Run to the Hills
  5. Fear of the Dark
  6. WASTED YEARS!!! smiliesmiliesmilie The crowd went MAD!
  7. Rime of the Ancient Mariner (Bone chilling, out of the planet, beyond words. Met up to expectation and more. He introduced it like he did on LAD, and I knew it was coming, so I went on like a broken record, saying ‘This is what NOT to do when a bird shits on you’ and then laughed like a maniac when he finally said it. ‘kin AWESOME!!!)
  8. Hallowed Be Thy Name (the classics and by now run of the mill, got the greatest crowd response. I’ve got to admit, the Mumbai crowd is more tuneful than Bangalore! smilie Bruce noticed too, you guys are good singers, he said smilie. )
  9. POWERSLAVE! (Bruce did many costume changes, more than I expectedsmilie He began with those BNW and DoD trousers, an armour like triangular jacket and a funny cap (beanie some called it…) on his head. He lost the cap soon, had a brilliant mask on for powerslave, an AMAZING cape for some, and ofcourse, he donned the red costume for Trooper again!!)
  10. The Number of the Beast (It was amazing when the crowd screamed out the intro words with Bruce… Woe to You Oh Earth and Sea… The 666 bit reverberated a fair bit, I can tell you!!)
  11. Can I Play with Madness (Another massive favourite)
  12. The Clairvoyant (I love this song, get goosebumps everytime I hear it)
  13. Iron Maiden ( always, ALWAYS a killer! The most simple song lyrically but BOY oh boy what madness it evokes and invokes in you!!smilie)
  14. MOONCHILD (A surprise; as Bruce himsef said, they haven’t done this in a while)
  15. Heaven Can Wait (AWESOME!!! Especially the chorus bit. I caught a passing glimpse of the fanclub members who got to go ‘whoa-o-o-o’ with the band..lucky bums!)

Bruce was quite chatty and funny. The Bombay/Mumbai confusion got a little time. “Good EVENING Bombay, Mumbai, whatever”. “When we were growing up we read about a place called Bombay,” he said. “And now, we’re told, it’s called Mumbai…We were told, no matter what you do, do NOT call it *pause* *pause* MUMBAI!” We all loved it, ofcourse smilie “So what we’re going to do is compromise and call it ‘M’ Bai!!” That had the crowd roaring with laughter again.

He indicated that India was now firmly on their touring map, so all of us basically get to see Maiden again…and again…and again…smiliesmiliesmilie He was in top form, his vocals are better than they have ever been, and his amazing stage presence is getting un-representable in the mere words of a mortal! He had fun with the crowd, asking us to “SCREAM FOR ME LONG BEACH haha” “I guess that only works in Long Beach”. He did many manic laughs and BOY do his manic laughs sound great! smilie While introducing the band, he introduced Nicko as the most sartorically challenged one, to an appreciative roar. I think Steve must have got the loudest cheer (YAY, hehe :D), and we were all chanting Bruce’s name as he paused theatrically before announcing himself. Actually, I dont remember if he did finally introduce himself smilie

There were a fair few foreigners again, with a Bangladeshi contingent this time ,who got themselves clicked with their flag. Sky News, Sam Dunn and several news channels were covering the gig. The press conference before the gig too can be found on the net. I shall link to them later.

There was an official merch store, and they had some cool stuff, including three tour shirts and an eye of Horus cap. I wish I had bought a tee, in hindsight. Shall hopefully see them around in stores like last timesmilie

Maiden began with a recording of Doctor Doctor and ended with Python’s Always Look on the Bright Side of Life as usual. I love them both, they are so typically maiden and appropriately indicative of what is to follow. Always Look on the Bright Side of Life especially seems to me to sum up all that is maiden- British, humour and british humour smilie amongst other things
I am SO glad I went!! I might have enjoyed the B’lore gig much more ( I would still rate that gig higher, for whatever reasons-mostly because of the crowd), but this was royal!!! I am sure I have left out many other amazing (there goes that word again! πŸ˜€ ) things, but I am still wallowing in the after-effects of the SECOND MAIDEN GIG OF MY LIFE!!!smiliesmilie

So begins the world tour of 2008…Somewhere Back in Time indeed!

SCREAAAM FOR ME MUMBAAIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

January 28, 2008

Posted by K in Diary.
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Things are getting ridiculously rushed again.Β  I leave for Bombay this Friday. Stop. I leave for Bombay this Friday and will hence be incapable of rational thought and/or action two days before and two days after. At the very minimum. Therefore, in effect, I shall be mentally absent Wednesday to Monday. Eep.

(Okay, here is why I say eep. I have to submit three projects (1. Ogden Nash and his Poetry; 2. Phanton Comics and its African (un)context and 3. I Don’t Know) by the fifteenth of February. I have to read all the (many) novels in my course. I happen to have read 2 out of too many. I have to sit down with Lit Theory,properly, and organize my understanding of it. There will then be assignments to pass in Feb. Following which there will be Graduation to occupy one’s energies.

More to the point, before I leave for the gig, we have to screen a film, organize two talks, go to my NSS project, (compulsorily)volunteer for NSS Day. Oh yeah, and the Elections process has begun. And the ‘English War’ is to be held this Monday.

Eep. There are times when perhaps you are not physically doing a lot of work, but all these itty things to be done plague your happiness UNTIL they are done.

Muchly fun it all is πŸ˜‰

January 26, 2008

Posted by K in contemporary, Diary, Gender, Recent reads-and my comments, Reviews/Rants.
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Hindustan Times has a new obnoxious writer: Vinod Nair(Damn, and I thought all Mallus were nice). I don’t know what his column profile officially is, but it ends up being a space where he unleashes his misogyny. The first column I read of his was about Indian women and their inner wear , and the second one I read, today, was about inner wear again, and though he tried (or did he…?) to make it about both genders, he managed to produce schpiel about how women like displaying bra straps and underwear bands, but get offended if men stare. Now the problematics of him not seeing a problem with lecherous men apart, I wonder why he writes such shit. Does he get paid by the scale of nastiness? It’s HT City, hence quite possible (though I admit I quite like Under Honey’s Hat: the fictionalized gossip column).

Maybe the issues raised by him are pertinent, if not to me, then somebody else; but why does he deal with his subject matter with such female body related venom? Why does he objectify women with his very male gaze, and more importantly, why is he allowed to??

In other matters, I attended a placement presentation by a company called Star Magna. Now I don’t know what the company actually is like, but the representative who presented the company sure didn’t create a very good image of it. And considering that this company deals with brand management it seems a trifle amusing that they couldn’t build their own brand in front of wee college students.

The problem was not so much with the nature of their work-brand management. I might not be a fan of the luxury segment but that doesn’t mean I go about, fangs bared, looking to bite all such companies. I had a problem with what she said. They were looking for PR (Press Relations) agents who would talk to the media regarding whatever company they were handling. She went on to qualify ‘media’: we, ofcourse, don’t call the likes of Punjab Kesari and Jain TV, she said. My head went !!! immediately. One of the first things she said was that at the end of the day, what the clients want is money. And managing brands ought to be about maximising profits. So I asked her if she thought readers of Punjab Kesari and watchers ofΒ  Jain TV either were all poor and/or did not desire brand-y things. She seemed too think not. Her answer made it evident that either she wasn’t doing a good job presenting the company, or that the company was disgustingly wannabe and wannabe-elitist.

A part of the presentation spoke about how the company also deals with model management and promotion of artisans and craftsmen of India. So when Question Time came, I asked her how the elitism was reconciled to this NGO work, how one company could on one hand, only want to deal with the likes of E-News and not the ‘masses’ that presumably patronised the likes of said Punjab Kesari and Jain TV, and at the same time look to give visibilty to the artists who come from such ‘masses’. She, ofcourse, felt the question was irrelevant, that the NGO was just something the owner did as a hobby (why put it on the COMPANY profile, then? And even so, the incongruity/hypocrisy stands)Β  and that I was asking it just for the sake of arguing, and that she didn’t get my question anyway. I was much amused by now, and conveyed to her that I, however, had got the answer.

The woman was rude when others asked less-controversial questions, and had come to recruit without an idea about the package she would be offering. She snapped at people, was ill-informed ( “We would prefer post-graduate students here”… “How many first and second years are here”…”Doesn’t your college offer post-graduate studies?”), and didn’t know she had earlier conveyed to the Placement Cell that the recruitment process would include a GD followed by an interview.

And then she has the gall to say “I mean, aren’t you guys, like, a little, like, whatever” Rude, I think she wanted to say.

I mean,like, yeah I want a, like, a jawb, but please don’t insult my intelligence, and don’t think you can bully me just because I’m a wee student. Sheesh.

Iron Maiden Tickets January 20, 2008

Posted by K in contemporary, Diary, Maiden, Music.
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WHY are the Iron Maiden tickets not out in Delhi as yet?smilie

More importantly, WHY does Delhi not have an outlet as yet??smilie

Let there be an outlet let there be an outlet let there be an outlet let there be an outlet…smilie

El Stupido January 19, 2008

Posted by K in Diary.
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I just did the most incredibly asinine thing.

I gave the address of my blog to my interviewer (Yep, I am sitting for placements). I mentioned the blog on my CV, she asked, and like a fool I gave it. It did not strike me that this was a potential professional situation/relation and I am not sure I want to be judged by my blog. It is me, indeed, but to what extent can only be known by me and those who know me.

These days I know the issues of blogs pose a problem of professional etiquette- are the employees bitching about the company or giving away important information, is the Boss reading your blog and allowing it to interfere with her/his view of the professional impression you create?

I think it is inevitable. That blogs would influence the opinions of near strangers. Which is why when I work, I will never reveal my identity or the identity of my blog.

And I hope she forgets mine!

Back to Projects January 2, 2008

Posted by K in Abstract Ramblings, Diary, Life.
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12 days of glorious aimlessness now need to come to an end. I have projects that need to be done, and while I do not in the least feel inclined to, or capable of, writing something that is not trash, I guess I will eventually have to get down to them. My objective mind tells me that I would rather not keep anything for the end of Jan, as MAIDEN…INDIA…2008! will mess with my Being. And I do know that the mind is right, except it’s so darn hard!! To do as it says, I mean.

I have discovered I am quite useless at research. I do not have the patience or respect for it. Pages and pages of work, both intellectual and physical, penned down in obtuse words…I know I ought to give due respect to Knowledge, except these days I’m thinking (more and more!) that Knowledge is really all bull. I am at the stage where I glorify non-sense because that is the only thing that makes sense; it seems to be the only thing reflecting the essence of life. I pick up books of nonsense poetry, read authors who give the finger to language(well, nonsense poets, mostly) and basically stick their tongues out to the world and burble away.

I am sick and tired of engaging with issues of politics, discrimination, injustice. I know my being sick and tired of them doesn’t make them go away, and neither is it my agenda to make them go away. I am just choosing to inhabit the plane that lies above them, and for as long as I see the existence of that plane. And in that plane, the brain is not required to function in ways that are necessary to write 1500 word (times four) projects.

However, I shall never again suffer the quality of projects I turned in last year. And it’s not fair to make the professors suffer them either.

My Resolution for early 2008 is to…*blank blank blank*. Damn that plane!

(Now where does that leave me?)