Saturday, January 31, 2009

Mind's Room

A eunuch once saw God.
“Give me the most powerful weapon in the world. I want top destroy the whole women in the world, for they remind me of my lack of masculinity”- He asked God.
God replied-“ Look into your mind
Yes, reader. Mind is the most powerful weapon and the hardest shield, which you can ever rely on. Make it your power and see the world around you changing. People can be seen losing their enthusiasm recurrently. We can see students and working people striving to get their enthusiasm back in the hazardous path of life. Is there any practical solution to keep you enthusiastic all the time?

Yes, there is. But first of all, we should pursue the causes for the lack of enthusiasm. That cause, I think, lies in the mind of an individual. When your mind feels uninterested in what you are doing, that would definitely try to avoid its presence in the bleary course of your action. And that results in the lack of enthusiasm. So, do only those thongs in which you feel comfortable and you like the best.

It is said that life is a mystery. We won’t always get those things that we like. No one, including those who under estimate this article as a useless one, knows the reason! Then? Then stars our practical session. That is making your mind to like what you are doing.
First of all, give some offers to your self like, for studying a chapter, which you don’t like, offer your self, your favorite food, film, or even a triple X movie!! And try to do the job forcefully. Then go and give yourself, what ever had been offered. No cheating, ha! Do this, if you want, always just like driving an ass by offering it food by tying it in front of its eyes. It will walk for the pursuit of the food. So take the volition and do it and thus tame your mind. This is what the saints of old India did with meditation. If your mind is with you, you can achieve any thing you want. There is a power hidden in every mind, which we have to find out and ignite.

So all the best reader, try it and send me your feedbacks.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


Amitab Bachan, Shahrukh Khan,
Salman Khan or Amir Khan,
No one could or no one can,
Act in “style” as Rajini can!

He is superb. He is star.
People call him super star!
Acting-wise, he marshals all,
Modeled he is, by them all.

He can lit fire, inside seas,
And open his heart on pleas.
He is stylish he is smart,
That’s why he is Rajini Kant!

He is kind he is humane.
Outside films, he is plane.
He delivers film dialogues, fine,
He rules thus our heart’s domain.

Unselfish his heart shines bright,
He walks always head upright.
Might he comes late but he wins,
Latest, on all those his foes!

He is dark and he is lean,
And not so tall as stars seen.
He still is but super star,
Says Indian Commentator.

Amitab Bachan, Shahrukh Khan,
Salman Khan or Amir Khan,
No one could or no one can,
Act in “style” as Rajini can!
Image Courtesy: Google
Rajini Kant, the South Indian film actor, has fans not only in India but also all around the world. His fan following extends from Japan to America. That’s why he is the Superstar!!!

Exam Special

What are you? –Some one asked.
I retorted- I am a question. An answerless question! If you want to know me, don’t ask questions. Just come to me and love.
How can one assess a person- his talents, his individuality, his knowledge, his skills, his demeanours, his wisdom, and a lot more things other than this- just by asking some questions?

Think of it, in the case of examinations. The class tests, the internal exams, the public exams, the entrance exams and many more! Think about them. You are being asked questions, direct or indirect, twisted or simple, with or without choices in brackets to select, objective or subjective in type.

Do these exams really assess what the real talent of the person is? If a person is- suppose, I am giving an example, just think- an athlete, how can you know what he can do, with a couple of questions in objective, subjective or any type? Oh, beaver get me a bridge!!!

I don’t know, whether any other method is adopted in any other part of the globe, other than this. Such a moron I am. Any way, in this part of the earth, it is like this- Examinations.

Reader let me ask you something. How do you assess a person on your daily life? By talking to that person or by mingling with that person, and like that. Yes?

Now here is another question. Can’t this be adopted to replace the exams? Can’t we deconstruct the whole concept of the ‘2-3 hour back breaking’ exams? After all, it’s all about getting a better understanding of a person. And not just his or her memory power only or patience only, which is the only process happening with the ordinary examinations.

Ok. I admit, that the process of education can’t be completed without examining what the student has studied. I am not talking about an ersatz for the exams. I am criticizing the way in which examinations are generally conducted. That should be replaced by something more interesting, more inspiring and more creative.

Once in an internal examination, I tried a new way of dealing with the questions. Actually, I just wanted to ease the fatigue of my muscles because of the long hours of sitting and writing on a rather uncomfortable table and chair, in the exam silence. What I did is that I wrote the answers in a very informal way. That is in the form of an informal chat. I wanted to make a difference in the usual -the-author-said-that-way of answering.

The teacher, advised me on my inquiry of her opinion, after the evaluation, on my performance. The advise was that, I should not approach such a way for the public exams, because the people who evaluate your (that is- my) papers would be old professors and they won’t like so much of experimentation. I remember what she said, even now. She said- Be in the middle. Take neither a pure traditional style nor an extremely revolutionary style. But be in the middle. It would be safe for me- she said- be in the middle.

I admire her advice. But I didn’t know whether I had reacted to her advice or if reacted, how would have that been. O beaver get me a bridge!!!

Friends For Ever-2

Not for gold or for any other treasures,
I can’t exchange the friendship of yours.
In all those fine weathers of learning days,
I found the finest feel with you always.
O friend, the gate that never closes there,
Had closed for sorrows outside of the door.
Gateless is the college and the minds there,
Where all sung songs of friendship’s metaphor!
May, this season trespass the age and time!
And hold the feeble days of stooping spine.
As you have spent your time for this verse mine,
I dedicate my life, for friendship thine…

This is The Indian Commentator’s dedication for all those wonderful people who believe in the power of love and friendship.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The White Tiger-A Review.

After finishing this novel we would think, where on the hell is this place? This place called India!

Balram Halwai, the protagonist of the novel, tells his lies, in the most truthful way. That lie, which assisted him to ascend from an ordinary car driver’s life to the life of an entrepreneur’s who lives and rules in Bangalore. He discloses the truths from the dark side of his life. In other words, he puts light on his dark ‘brown’ life. But the image evolves in that light of truth is, of an India’s. India seems to be standing nude. Without her attires of inheritance, traditional values, moral conducts, secularism and democratic pomp. Balram is seen “dipping his beak into” that India’s unchaste hole.

The epistolary novel in some occasions mocks the Indian secularism and in some, it mocks the casteism. On the whole it presence a bitter experience! Reason is simple. Balram Halwai is truth and truth is bitter, and he is the speaker.

The peculiarity of the novel is, the negative side of the protagonist. The protagonist has a negative shade in him throughout, but as he justifies himself for all his good and bad deeds, it becomes difficult to conclude whether the novelist satirises the protagonist by taking the protagonist as a general symbol of the profit-oriented community. But prominent is the dark humour, about India.

He says- “Like eunuchs discussing Kama Sutra, the voters discuss the elections in Laxmangarh.” We can identify many contemporary political figures and social contingencies in the letters of Balram to Wen Giabao.

Towards the end of the novel, what he wants to say is, about “an Indian revolution.” He says- “The book of your revolution sits in the pit of your belly, young Indian. Crap it out, and read.”

Balram Halwai tries to raise some vague ideological discourses regarding the master-servant relationship, in order to prove him righteous. In fact, this can be perceived with every Indian! His vices seem to be the reflections of his society itself. A contemporary Indian society!

As every one knows, the honour, which the book has been bestowed with, I am not ending up in a news report on that. And as the introduction I have already written the conclusion it is better to stop like this.

Friday, January 9, 2009

On a Family


In the whereabouts of that
Thickly filled town,
The family searched for a Chinese restaurant.
They were four.
They showed
Their bulged bags,
From the textile shops and jeweler,
With the at most haughtiness,
Though looked tired.

Kannur- the beach city of Malabar-
Passed the same exhaustion, to the family,
From the dust, the crowd and the traffic.
At last they found a Chinese restaurant.
The father looked at the others,
With risen furrows.
The young boy and elder girl,
Brought a smile on their dusty face.
The mother remained calm as if contented.

As they all went inside, the father in a secret move,
Checked his wallet and his furrows rose again.
When the others ordered delicious food,
He attended the funeral of his hunger.
Every one ate, but he didn’t.
But he was satisfied.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Rahman's Connections

Congrats AR!! for THE GOLDEN GLOBE...

A.R. Rahman’s charismatic music is once again rocking the music lovers, in India and all over the world. Just after the huge success of the Hindi film Gajini’s music, he has returned with a new music album with nine tracks, titled “Connections”.

The song “jiya se jiya” is creating waves in all music channels. This song would be available in some new models of Nokia phone also. The picturization of the song is exceedingly beautiful, similar to the mesmerizing music.

Beware of your feet! They may start rocking without your permission, on Sivamani’s drumbeats! It is no doubt a dancing track, and inspiring as well, like some romantic melodies.

The video has a placard shown in it, which reads: “Free Hugs”. People are seen showing these placards and giving hugs to each other. This, I think, gives a very important social message—spread love and compassion everywhere.

In the video, you can see people offering hugs to each other, irrespective of the gender differences and sexualities. This video arises some answers to those questions, which were being asked by the Indian minds in the post Mumbai attack period. The questions are: how united we are? Don’t we mind living in an estranged world? In what way we are Indians? What’s India’s reply to the Mumbai terror assaults? Thus the video excels the usual-feel- good- sort of albums.

This song and its video is a reply to all these questions. The celebration of Indianness, the celebration of youth, the celebration of metro sexuality, and a celebration of “jaadu ki jhappi”, the compassionate hug can be found in this song. A face has been offered, which is rather new, to the up coming generation of India. More united, that phase of India’s future would be. “Free Hugs”: this is the slogan, used to demolish the barriers among divided minds in this largest democratic country. In fact, I think, this is the way to show Indian ness. It is the celebration of love and brother hood. And this is our reply to those hogs, which had tried to kneel Indians, down through the Mumbai attacks. (Sorry for the over sentimentality. But as a matter of fact, every Indian is a bit over sentimental when it comes to his motherland and bolly wood films!! “Bharat ka reh ne waala hoon, bharat ki baat sunata hoon...”)

In the video “Free Hugs is the way in which a revolution is being tried to brought up. If we ponder on it a bit, we can see that this itself is the revolution. Fighting hatred and violence with love! One of the out ward expressions of love is to hug each other. This is a way of sharing joys and sorrows. Let me remid you the “ jaadu ki jhappi” from the Raj Kumar Hirani directed, Sunjay Dutt starrer film, “ Munna Bhai M.B.B.S”.

No matter who ever you are and what ever you are, disregarding your gender, your prejudice and every thing, be free. Hug your friend. Hug, those whom you meet on a particular day of the year. For this effect celebrate a day in a year as the hugging day! Sounds ridiculous? Just check this thing out and you will realize that you can’t hate that person, whom you have hugged, any more. You can harm that person; you can’t cheat that person! The same will happen with others also.This is a sort of realization of what Gandhiji had said in his autobiography—love is the only way to fight back the evil.
In order to understand these ideas, first, you must understand what or who a metro sexual is. As I said earlier, this song and the video is a celebration of youth and metro sexuality. A metro sexual-meaning-wise-is, a person who is giving too much attention to his looks. But along with this, there are some aspects also there that can be identified with the Indian metro sexual youth. That is no gender barriers restrict them and they can mingle with each other without any need to restrain them selves. They are well aware of themselves and their society. It is this generation, which has to change the future of India into a more promising one.

So this revolution of brotherhood is for them and—let me borrow Aravind Adiga’s words from his novel “THE WHITE TIGER”—not for those ‘sister-fuckers’!!!

What are you waiting for dear? Go and give your best friend, a Big Hug...

Friday, January 2, 2009

Vendetta Celebrations!

On this New Year eve, my hours were full of dilemma of what to write for my readers as a New Year gift. My senses were set loose. But they couldn’t trap any expressible idea.

The seven O’clock news in a Malayalam TV channel, at once blotted off my-what-to-do-mentality. The news was about the new occurrences of killings in Kannur and Thalassery. Political murders!

Politics has given Kannur its part, in the New Year colours, the colour of blood! A political riot was broken out and high alert had been proclaimed in many areas.

As per my family’s advice, I remained at home. At about ten O’clock I gave a short visit to the nearby town. The television had filled in me, a vibrant and colourful expectation about the New Year celebrations. My eyes were accustomed to the colourfulness, after long hours of watching the New Year programmes on TV. But my eyes were dejected by the scenes I saw on the streets and town. There were not much people on the streets, and the shops are mostly closed.

If the Malayalam poet Changampuzha were there, he would have written a poem on this bi-sidedness of the world. One side of the world celebrating a new year in happiness and joy, though whatever problems they face. And the other side celebrates their own heinous intentions on the day of the New Year break. Now, you may think that why did I place Kannur on one side and the rest of the world on the other? There are many other places in India and outside, like the poor countries of Africa and Latin America, which are suffering in many ways, like poverty, civil war etc.

I want to ask a question. Our condition was not as worst as Africa or Latin America. Then how did we come to be in their shoes? Who is responsible for this? Of course, there is one and only answer, the people of Kannur.

Generally, it is said that, the people of Kannur are very loving and compassionate. If this statement is true, then the news that we read or our ears devoured will not be true. The media syndicates might be in pursuit to blur our eyes and to prove that Kannur people are all cruel hearted. But those deaths and bloodshed and that deserted street that I myself witnessed on the New Year day, are all real-life scenes. Who can turn their face off from truth?

The truth is that, as seems to me, only a minority of people is there in this place called Kannur who want to live in peace with harmony! The majority wants bloodshed. It is not a block headed comment. During the election time, they will go as pre-programmed robots and simply vote for their political party and come back regardless of the developmental works, that party had undertaken and fulfilled. This party politics is the root cause of most of our problems, not only in Kannur, but also in the whole of India. I will blame the common man. For they are really damp and their dampness itself is giving the politicians the ground to dig in.

I know the people of Kannur would be angry with me for blaming them as a whole, for all that is happening here. But if I had answered “politician” to the question, “Who is responsible for this?” I would have been termed as a “terrorist”, as a person going against India’s favour. They will say politics is the only strategy, which can save India, and politicians are the only people on whom the country can rely on. I am quite sure about this, because I know what had happened when, after the terror strike in Mumbai, people turned against politicians. They were all mocked and abused and called the supporters of terrorists.

In Kannur, both the saffron and the ruddy people are responsible for the bloodshed. And the rest of the political groups can’t ward off from their indirect involvement by keeping their mouth shut and arms closed when hundreds were discarded the right to live…

Any way, I am a little afraid of writing further. After all, I am a Malayalee and a Kannur man!!!