Variety is the spice of life

I’ve always been fascinated by superman comics. Especially his big bulk, ability to fly, superhuman strength amongst all his special abilities. The famous catch phrase that is mentioned at the beginning of every episode – “It’s a bird, It’s a plane…Its SUPERMAN” followed by the “Superman..man of steel” song is something hard to miss. The success of the comics lies in the fact that, while every sci-fi writer has majorly demonized aliens or made them into a childlike character, the makers of Superman Seigel/Shuster, gave it a human look and feel. Even though the character has superhuman strengths and abilities, the restraint shown by that character in abusing or exploiting its powers makes it more alien. Major part of the comics is dedicated to Superman fighting foreign monsters, but his most famous villain is Lex Luthor – a human. If one comes to think of it, Lex can be seen as someone who is as worried as the next person about the dangers involved in living with someone who has destruc

Of all the drama series I’ve watched, this one is very close to my heart. There it is. I’ve made the glorification intention crystal with the very first line. I saw this series for the first time when I was abroad and was immediately smitten. It was one series that was so different from the rest that I had seen and was so alike to the ones at home. Even though the genre was comedy, the situations involved couldn’t be of more drama and the easy way in which they show the resolution will work only in sitcoms and not in real life. Yet, the intention of the series and the eventual positivity that they want to convey was hard to miss. You’ve a typical joint family setup, even though the parents along with the elder sibling stays in a different house, just opposite to theirs, Raymond, and Debra along with their kids would feel they are all living together as a tightly coupled joint family like the ones they show in Vikaraman and Visu movies, for their neighbors on the opposite house are almo

Recently I happened to visit Bangalore after almost a decade and a half. A city that occupies forever fresh place in my memories that are as lush green with nostalgia as the city used to be at that time. The purpose of the visit co-incidentally happened to be the very reason why I left it at first. Curiously, the same place where I had begun my tryst with Bangalore happened to be the place of visit this time as well. The differences couldn’t be starker between what it was then and now with one constant factor being the swirling storms of mosquitoes sharp at 6 every evening. Considering that they outlived Jurassic era to give us Jurassic park movie, guess you can safely assume a span of decade is hardly blink of an eye timeline for them. What we had estimated as a 6-hour journey overall became inflated by 50% with the overall duration of one-way trip hitting close to 10 hours, with a good part of the last 2 hours spent on standstill traffic, somewhere between Hosur and Marathahalli. Wit

This year has been a whirlwind of sorts with the previous December seeing a meltdown of sorts on the official front reaching a calm state in the middle, seeing off further turmoil and finally accepting the reality and somewhat trying to settle down. On personal front it couldn’t have been a faster year with robotic monotony and assembly line precision with which the days whizzed past. It would’ve put Groundhog day to shame with the kind of repetitive days that went through this year. I had fewer movie review posts even though I saw quite a lot of movies and posted fewer book reviews despite count wise it being the same as any other year. I want to branch out and try different authors in the same genre and with the attention span getting reduced much quicker than sands in any riverbed of TN, I am finding it increasingly difficult to read anything worthwhile or new. I am looking for some new course or alternate branch of study that would keep me more engaged in coming year(s). Learning a

Recently my circle of known people got reduced by passing away of 2 people. One my blood relation and other person being someone my entire family holds in very high esteem. I was present on the funerals of both and happened to see some common traits that disturbed me to write this post. My uncle passed away last week due to multiple cardiac arrests in Bangalore. After a gap of 14 years, having left that city due to the untimely demise of my dad, the reason why I visited the city remained the same. What I witnessed and my emotions on the city will possibly need a post of its own. His son was on a foreign land and there were multiple parallels in the way in which this situation reached him. There were too many overlapping incidents and memories that I thought had long forgotten got rekindled. The blankness with which people went through the motions and the emotionless cadence with which things proceeded were baffling and sad at the same time. Sad because of the stark reality associated w