THE INDIAN COMMENTATOR

Chapter-1 It is said friends are forever. But I don’t feel it in that way. I would rather like to put it in this way;that is, "I would not have endured this life, without them." Friendship, once bloomed, survives in many ways. One of the ways is mobile phone. SMSs serve as prominent party in preserving the bond of friendship till the day’s end. Of course, after that you have to dedicate a few hours for your beloved friends. The electronic media can’t give you what their souls have spoken. For that you must go to them and look into their eyes. Recently I received an SMS from one of my friends. It has something really interesting in it. So I thought why shan’t I share it with you. Here it is, . Whenever I am making love with my husband, the first to disturb by ringing me up, would be MY FRIEND!!!! (To be continued...)

Bolly wood never lags behind to show its colours, during festive days. In this Christmas also, they are all set to hypnotize the world with the two Khans, Shahrukh-sorry-King Khan and Amir- sorry- Mr. Perfectionist Khan. Amir’s “Gajini” is an action movie, which is already a super hit, and Shahrukh’s “Rab Ne Banadi Jodi”, rocks the silver screen literally. “Rab Ne Banadi Jodi” is a peaceful romantic film, when compared to “Gajini”. As Christmas is a festival of peace, the Indian commentator would advise for the peaceful film for his readers. A very cute, romantic film, which celebrates the true love… “Rab Ne Banadi Jodi”. The Aditya Chopra directed film tells the story of a middle class working man who accidentally ‘compelled’ to marry a young girl, to whom he was infatuated at the first sight, on her marriage day. Her name is Taani (Anushka Sharma). The protagonist, Surender Sahni, was her father’s former student. Suri and Taani start their life anew as strangers. There the story tak...

Where ever in the world, Christmas reminds of the birth of the holy child, infant Jesus and the sleigh in which Christmas papa visits children with lots of gifts. Here in India although we celebrate Christmas, we never expect a sleigh, for here we don’t have snowfalls, except in the Himalayan regions! India never lags behind in the case of celebrations. We never miss a single opportunity to celebrate. Christmas is also one of our own celebrations. It doesn’t matter in which religion each of the festivals is rooted. We simply celebrate. And celebration of life is an inseparable part of Indian ness. We expect Santa, if not in a sleigh, then in a K.S.R.T.C bus, at least! In this Christmas the Indian Commentator wishes his readers a MERRY CHRISTMAS. MAY GOD BLESS YOU.

Do you wear amulets? What will you do if a cat crosses your way? Do you feel a worry in your mind? Or you won’t care about that? Would you spat, as some people do if a cat crossed their way? Let us drop these personal questions and talk about Cricket Superstars. From changing bats after one over to keeping a red hand kerchief in pocket, their superstitions vary. Now, on Bolly-wood. This is a paradise for superstitions. From Big Bachans to small ‘item’ performers, all are enslaved by superstitions. What is your opinion about the number 13? Now leave these questions and let me narrate one of my experiences with superstitions . My mom was walking in front of me. Suddenly a cat crossed her way. We were going for a marriage. No, I am sorry, we were not. I was going for my classes and mom was going for her work. I was listening to something else and that’s the reason, my concentration derailed. Sorry!!! Any way a cat crossed the path. I saw it. Mom was not careful about that. But I was conf...

An incident occurred last Thursday near my ‘college’- if it can be called so. I don’t know whether a university campus can be called a college or not. My sheer ignorance!! I am studying in, Kannur University’s Thalassery campus, which is situated in an obscure countryside--where road journey is similar to some items shown in circus--named Palayad. What happened was a crime! Nothing like rape, murder, skirmish, etc. nothing of that sort, but spitting! A person spat on the public road… “What? Is it a crime? But how?” asked my sister. In many of the developed countries (almost all), spitting in public places is a crime, especially on the public road. Spitting or throwing wastes on the public roads are prohibited with statutes in countries like Singapore, U.S.A, U.K, etc. “These are all developed capitalist counties. Is this a good practice to simulate them in our country?” My sister asked. I don’t know. Or I don’t want to meddle with those ideological conflicts. I want my ‘developing’, y...

Blessed Himalay wailed in woe, For his pals fell down by foe! In the city of fortune, when, In terror, shaken, was nation. Soldiers they neither went back, Nor they cried. But raised the croak, Of those castrated raw beings, For their country and fellow beings. Each one was a league in self, Enough to seize one thousand’s half! Though fell but yet proud is land, On their valour and might hard. Blessed Himalay will smile soon, Indians come in one platoon, We will blot off those dark marks, On our pride, in bravest ways! There is still left, brave, un-count. In this land of treasure unbound. Dare, don’t evil raise your eye, You will taste pains and will die! The Indian Commentator salutes those brave Indian Soldiers, the brave sons of the nation, who fought bravely and lost their lives in the battle against terrorism.

Senior citizens have the right for a seat reserved in both private owned and state owned transport buses, of Kerala, India. If there is an international reader, reading this post, sorry, for the regional partiality that the author is showing. This is my duty. I am delivering my duty towards the society which bread and fostered me, from my childhood, though the care was through negligence! When a person grows old, he or she should be provided with enough comforts by the younger generation. This is what absent here. I invite your attention to the private buses. In many of the private buses, running through the phenomenal roads of Kerala, they are cunningly concealing the “ senior citizen ” mark, above the reserved seats for the old people. In some buses stickers are also used to obliterate the writing-“ senior citizen ”! If the senior citizen is getting in a bus, it is with the kindness of some school or college students- probably school students-which the old person can procure their ...

13-11-2008 7.30pm I have just returned to my room after watching the seven o’clock news. It took a little time to register into my mind where I am. I have seen a visual during the news which petrified me completely. That visual was of an incident, occurred in a college in Tamil Nadu. I forgot the name of the college, because my senses were all numbed when I saw what that was. A student was being beaten like a snake or a mad dog! A crowd was gathered outside the gate of the college. Police men were also there in the crowd. The police only showed their indifference, when a number of students were beating a single student with huge sticks in their hands! What happened to the Tamils? The land where art is worshipped as sculptures and shrines, the place which is known for its love and brotherhood, how, into such a disgrace, fell? Oh, I have to show a little restraint! What happened was, an out cry for the oppressed human rights! I haven't forgotten where I am living. I am a Malayalee a...

Today I have decided to comment on, none other than the gorgeous, ever charming-Asin. The south Indian actress, who is preparing for a debut in Hindi through Aamir Khan starred GHAJINI. Here we go…. Image Courtesy: Google Let me tell you in my words,  How deep you are in me veins… I first saw you in a place, Called dream merchant’s gleam palace! You, just like a fairy, came. Conquered all those untamed hearts. Like a star in darkest night, You came to my life’s long plight, For making it heavenly delight, For showing an unknown light! I have touched and seen roses. But those like your juicy lips, I have neither seen nor touched. Thus you made me your bewitched. Your tresses are darker than, Darkest nights, I can’t explain. Nose, yours is one sculpture, fine. Kissing it, I’m on cloud nine! Eyes are emeralds, teeth are pearls. White like marble, are your legs. Zephyr each day kisses your flanks. Butterflies haunt for your hands. Breasts are charming lotus buds. O, please hea...

MBA , “ Managing Bundle of Ambitions ”, is a course which offers those changes in people, which makes them acceptable to all.. I like MBA students the most. Not just because they are good looking, but also because they have a very sophisticated way of interacting with their out side, which is the characteristic of a highly evolved human civilization. They also have a highly focused out look about life. In my opinion every individual should be given a course in human relations (HR) and Organizational Behaviour, in their high school classes. I am hopeful about the youth of this country. That means country men will become "gentle men"! A way of sustaining, the perpetual ‘Order’, of the social system! If every body becomes gentle men , the system will run smoothly!

It's a hard time for India and its people.I am talking about terrorism.Oh, the menace took so many lives, our brethren and sisters......Through this post I pray for all those souls that are forced to lose their existence in this world, sinless, innocent........Unaware of what is happening....!! OH, LORD MY GOD, MAY THOSE DEPARTED SOULS REST IN PEACE.......

(The Regional Experience of a General Hazard) In India, Kerala (state), Kannur (district), mornings, especially, working day mornings remind me one thing-only one thing----the bus –the crowd- the crush! To catch up with the class time I strove. Others who travelled for their similar causes and for many other causes, struggled with their revived morning muscle power to get hold of a foot of standing place and one palm hold on the iron bar on the top in the bus. I could feel only one thing out of that conundrum---- the crush!! My legs, ah! I had cleaned them with a lot of care, but now looked really dirty, after the “battle”. And the pain! Unbearable!! After the classes when I returned I have in waiting, the same –---bus- the crowd-and the unbearable crush!!! This time it was with a little bit ease. A little bit bearable was the crush and fight. The whole day of hard work might have degenerated the powerful muscles and energetic bodies. Every one seemed to be sick with exhaustion. But...

Truth is a way On which you can reach To certain conclusions, Which can be called “realities”. The things, events, persons, And all we see around are Not always realities but “Dilutions”. This is a term, Misinterpreted as “illusions”. The way in which the world See things may not be real, But wr ong. ‘Truth is a way, I again say. One cannot find it unless, He has –a free mind and good wit, And has distances with, Eye covering trivialities.

Hi readers , H ere are the two letters which the world renowned Brazilian author Paulo Coelho sent me. B y publishing them I want to share the excitement which I have felt when I received these precious tokens of friendship..... Dear Anulal, T hank you for your kind words. The messages from my readers are always a joy to read and respond to.The road to wisdom is to have no fear of making mistakes. Paulo Coelho D ear Anulal, I can't thank you enough for your kindness in remembering my birthday.As Warriors of the Light, we shall continue in pursue of our dreams. M uch Love P aulo Coelho

Shahrukh Khan starrer, “ Swades ”, directed by Ashutosh Govarikar, felt an i nteresting movie. A NASA based scientist searches his roots through Kaveri Amma, a distant relative who looked after him in his childhood. He finds her in a rural and obscure village. There he comes across contingencies, which need his indulgence. He solves their problem of electricity at the end of the film. The search of the protagonist for Kaveri Amma, can be seen symbolically as the search for the motherland itself. T hough he solves one problem in an easy way, many problems remain untouched, which are rather important and soul pricking than the solved one. But the arrival of electricity can be symbolically treated as the arrival of knowledge and a new revolution. Thus an easy solution can be drawn out for the unspoken matters. I n some scenes, the director is able to slap the viewer through some concept breaking dialogues like some on India’s tradition and culture-“ Bharat duniya ka sabse mahan desh ...

we think a lot. Some serious and some silly things always wander in our thoughts. But have we ever taken the process of thinking, seriously? For some, the answer would be yes, but for the majority, the answer would be no. O ur thinking is greatly influenced by our surroundings. Every thing that our senses perceive and even some other things, which we feel, out of our senses, provoke thought. By mentioning some influences out of our senses, I meant The Supernatural ! T he way in which we think is highly influenced by the society. It is the society through its norms and laws, which decides, in what way we have to perceive things and to construct our thoughts. T his is done simply for maintaining the order, which is necessary for the proper functioning of the society. I f we change the way in which we think,in the wildest way, we will definitely be the outcasts, from the society. S o it is we who have to decide whether we need the society or new ways of thinking .

People who love, fears infatuations as a sinfull practise towards their lovers. But infatuation is something wonderful and adds spice to life. It is an adventure without which life will seem to be boaring. It is not a sin to feel infatuated towards a girl or woman, even after your marriage.