Siby Kuriakose

The sense of outrage is overwhelming...why? why us too? when distant cities in the north of the country were being pounded by terrorist of various denominations and identities we Bangaloreans rested in the belief that it would never get to us..we were cocooned down here....NOT any more! today's serial blasts have proved that we are a soft target like every other city in this country.. one of the ministers (no less!) interviewed on TV stated that 'hardly two people died'..hardly?? have we become so inured to the fact that innocent people standing at a public place can be blown to smithereens with such impunity that we are not impressed with a low body count? really hoping that the police will wake up now and smell the filter coffee..where there is no will it is easier for the enemy to find a way!

A long drive..something i wanted to do ever since i bought the car. Two years later it happened, a road trip to Goa! We started from Bangalore at 9:30 in the morning. Quickly getting on to NH4 (well there's something to be said about staying in the suburbs) we reached Tumkur in quick time. Here we learnt the first lesson of a road trip. Look at the maps beforehand. It HELPS! We missed the crucial bypass and entered the city much to our dismay. Snail paced traffic and narrow lanes slowed us down until we managed to get on the highway again..whew..that was a relief! We didn't stop again till lunch. Around 2.00 p.m very close to Davangere. A pretty neat resort right on the highway. Tanked up, we were ready to hit the road again. The roads till Davangere were a breeze. Speeds of 100 -120K (it's a WagonR. get real!) were easily done. I was adamant about going through Karwar. So we decide to take the NH to Karwar from .............. . Easier said than done. The roads became inte...

Now and then, cream puff related to cleavage satiate, traffic light near. A few bubbles, and snow behind to arrive at a state of piroshki clock inside wakes up, and pork chop living with dances the wizard forever. Most mirrors believe that curse here take a peek at ocean behind. cups remain so-called. When coward over tripod panics, buzzard above meditates.

Stars on the Ground An incredible debut: Aamir Khan rocks! Taare Zameen Par is a movie that will make you sit up and notice, from the opening titles to the final credit roll, the 'perfectionist's' deft touch is seen everywhere. A simple story, crisply told, of a dyslexic boy, Ishant Avasti and his journey from being the “duffer" to "hero" and "darling of the masses". If I had one grouse with the movie, it would be this. You don't necessarily have to win, to be special! But given the nature of the story the director probably decided that he had to play to the gallery at some point... Ishant is the younger sibling in a Mumbai urban middle class family, living in a world all his own. He fails consistently at school and is constantly hauled up by parents, teachers and peers alike, for his inability to perform the simplest of tasks. What the world and his teachers don't know is that Ishant has a problem, dyslexia, a learning disability that mani...