These are a few of my favorite things: #44 (Who Can it be now? by Men At Work)

As a solitude loving introvert I get totally distressed whenever there is an unexpected ring on the door or on the telephone….I totally Hate someone springs such surprises on me…I like to have company only once in a while & that too with an adequate advance notice n all this if I happen to like the person calling on me…most of the times I’m just too engrossed in my own work (even if that happens to be just pottering around the home/listening to music/watching some movie/just plain old thinking)…every knock on the door rudely jolts me away from the calm sanctuary of my inner world…I just don’t understand why other people are hell bent on ‘hanging out together’ or ‘meeting up over a cup of coffee’ all the times..why should I hang out with others n listen to their mindless rambling when I can hang in with myself & just think about the things that matter to me??…this terror of unknown visitors is very well captured in the song ‘Who Can It Be Now?’ by an Australian Band,  ‘Men at Work’

“Who Can It Be Now?”

Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go away, don’t come ’round here no more
Can’t you see that it’s late at night?
I’m very tired and I’m not feeling right
All I wish is to be alone
Stay away, don’t you invade my home
Best off if you hang outside
Don’t come in, I’ll only run and hide

Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?

Who can it be knocking at my door?
Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor
If he hears, he’ll knock all day
I’ll be trapped and here I’ll have to stay
I’ve done no harm, I keep to myself
There’s nothing wrong with my state of mental health
I like it here with my childhood friend
Here they come, those feelings again

Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?

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These are a few of my favorite things: #10 (The Art of Disappearing by Noami Shihab Nye & People are Boring By George Carlin)



February 4, 2016. Tags: , , , , , , . Introversion, Music, My Favorite Things, My lifestyle, My Values, Reflections/Musings, Solitude, You tube. Leave a comment.

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things: #34 (Right Here, Right Now: A Short Film by Anand Gandhi)

Pondering over the imponderables like the meaning of life, Karma, etc is one of my favorite things. As is the nature of such enquiry I get no definite answers but these exercises help me shape my personal ethics n value system.

Karma is the basic law of cause & effect: As we sow, so we reap. Intuitively we all know that Karma seems to be a basic law operating all our actions but at times I wonder, is it so really? n if it indeed does, then how exactly? The thing about karma is that it is sometimes hard to discern it’s effect because Karma weaves a complicated Web. It’s not a simple case like we get wet in the rain n we catch flu the next day.





Right here, Right Now, a short film by Anand Gandhi (Who is currently making huge waves with his Magnum Opus, ‘The Ship of Theseus’) explores this complex web of Karma rather brilliantly. A good story can convey obscure ideas more powerfully than anything else. An ounce  of story is worth tons of theory.

A young man in his haste to go some place takes two actions – he screams at his mother for making him late, and he lovingly appreciates his brother’s painting. By doing so, he strikes off two cycles – one of frustration and sorrow and the other of love and joy. His mother vents out her anger on her maidservant. His brother gifts the painting to his girl friend. Thus begins the cycles of sorrow and joy, forming a Domino stairway, leading to an unknown doorway. After shaking hands with 15 other characters and traveling through 17 locations, in just two shots, both the cycles meet at the end in an attempt to give a logical understanding to the seemingly absurd human life. It’s a humorous look at the bizarreness of the cosmic accident, otherwise known as life.


July 30, 2013. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , . Meaning of Life, Movies, Must Watch Movies, My Favorite Things, My Values, Philosophy, Reflections/Musings, Short-Story, Uncategorized, You tube. Leave a comment.

These are a few of my favorite things: #29 (Music by Faran Ensemble)

Faran Ensemble

Me & The Hubs just love the music by Faran Ensemble. We don’t seem to get enough of it. In fact the Hubs loves listening to it as he drifts off to sleep. Their music is not ordinary. It touches your soul. It stirs something within you. It is soothing & Meditative. N their videos are just as beautiful. There is something very very calm n simple about the videos that adds to the serenity that is created by their music. Their videos are shot in beautiful desert n show simple things like coffee being made from fresh coffee beans n enjoyed by friends while playing music and beautiful Dessert landscape in the background. No flashy lights that hurt the eyes here or 100s of ladies dancing in the background. The faces of Musicians are very calm n dignified. Their faces n their music reflects the beauty of their soul.

Here are three of my most favorite videos from Faran Ensemble

Faran is a musician trio, who joined each other in a spiritual quest, expressed in music and sounds.Faran Ensemble is a three player group, who joined each other in a spiritual quest, expressed in music and sounds. It has been years now thatthese players have deeply engaged themselves in studying the musical instruments and the theory of music with the best teachers in the country and abroad.

Faran Ensemble’s FaceBook Page

Basic Info

Founded 2010

Genre Original Ethnic – World Music

Members Roi Smila ~ KAMANTCHE
Gad Tidhar ~ OUD
Refael Ben-Zichri ~ PERCUSSION

General Manager Ziv Hand

Influences Arabic & Turkish Makam, Azeri Mugam, Persian Dastgah,world music, Phsycodelic rock, classical western music, jazz

March 22, 2013. Tags: , . Music, My Favorite Things, You tube. Leave a comment.

These are a few of my favorite things: #17 (Richard Cory by Edwin Arlington Robinson)

Richard Cory

Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked; 
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
‘Good-morning,’ and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich – yes, richer than a king –
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; 
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head. 


Richard Cory (Simon & Garfunkel)

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town, 
With political connections to spread his wealth around. 
Born into society, a banker’s only child, 
He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style. 

But I work in his factory 
And I curse the life I’m living 
And I curse my poverty 
And I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be 
Richard Cory. 

The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes: 
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show. 
And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! 
Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he’s got. 

But I work in his factory 
And I curse the life I’m living 
And I curse my poverty 
And I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be 
Richard Cory. 

He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch, 
And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much, 
So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read: 
“Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head.” 

But I work in his factory 
And I curse the life I’m living 
And I curse my poverty 
And I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be, 
Oh, I wish that I could be 
Richard Cory.

February 12, 2013. Tags: , , , , . Music, Poetry, You tube. 3 comments.

These are a few of my favorite things: #13 (The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant)

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The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant is a tragedy that highlights the downside of discontent, ingratitude & showoffism (living to impress others & be admired by others). Matilde is a very beautiful woman born to a poor family & married to an equally poor clerk in the Department of Education. Her husband is very loving but Matilde is very unhappy. She feels she is born to lead a life of luxury & to be rubbing shoulders with the rich & famous.  She has lot of things going for her…she is beautiful, she has a loving husband & a good domestic help so she doesn’t have to slog it n do the domestic chores. But instead of enjoying the good things she does have she’s always pining for things she doesn’t have. One day Liosel brings her an invitation to a ball dance held by some high official in his ministry. Liosel also gives her money that he’d been saving, to buy a new dress for the ball but then she also wants jewellery to go with her new dress.  When Liosel suggests she could wear flowers she scoffs at the suggestion. Then it is decided that she will borrow some jewellery from her rich friend Mme. Foresteir. Thus Matilde attends the party dressed upto nines complete with the borrowed necklace. She is the center of attention that evening. That is perhaps the best evening in her life, reveling in all the attention lavished on her. But alas! Before the Ball ends she loses her friend’s necklace. So they buy a ditto new necklace on instalments & return it to Mme. Forestier. Then spend the next ten years slogging to earn the money to pay for it. Matilde has to do away with her domestic help & do all the chores. Soon she loses her beauty & starts ageing prematurely due to toil & worry. The final tragic moment occurs when she meets Mme. Foresteir in the market one day & learns the the necklace she borrowed was a fake!!! The story wouldn’t have been half as tragic if the lost necklace was indeed real n expensive. Through the fake necklace we are given the message that at times we may be lured by the glitter of glamorous life but it is nothing but hollow n empty from inside. The real joy comes from contentment & gratitude for the things we have in life n not for running after mirages.

Here’s a beautiful animated adoption of the story (subtitles in English)

February 5, 2013. Tags: , , , , , . Happiness, Quitting the Rat Race, Reading, Reflections/Musings, Simplicity, Wisdom, You tube. Leave a comment.

These are a few of my favorite things: #12 (Consolation by Billy Collins)

Consolation by Billy Collins

Billy Collins

Billy Collins (Photo credit: marcelo noah)

How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer,
wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns.
How much better to cruise these local, familiar streets,
fully grasping the meaning of every roadsign and billboard
and all the sudden hand gestures of my compatriots.

There are no abbeys here, no crumbling frescoes or famous
domes and there is no need to memorize a succession
of kings or tour the dripping corners of a dungeon.
No need to stand around a sarcophagus, see Napoleon’s
little bed on Elba, or view the bones of a saint under glass.

How much better to command the simple precinct of home
than be dwarfed by pillar, arch, and basilica.
Why hide my head in phrase books and wrinkled maps?
Why feed scenery into a hungry, one-eyes camera
eager to eat the world one monument at a time?

Instead of slouching in a café ignorant of the word for ice,
I will head down to the coffee shop and the waitress
known as Dot. I will slide into the flow of the morning
paper, all language barriers down,
rivers of idiom running freely, eggs over easy on the way.

And after breakfast, I will not have to find someone
willing to photograph me with my arm around the owner.
I will not puzzle over the bill or record in a journal
what I had to eat and how the sun came in the window.
It is enough to climb back into the car

as if it were the great car of English itself
and sounding my loud vernacular horn, speed off
down a road that will never lead to Rome, not even Bologna.

Though the poet has written the poem humorously & as a means to console himself for not being able to take a vacation in Europe, I see it quite in the literal much better indeed not to be tiring yourself on holidays to some obscure place doing the usual touristy things, running from one tourist hot spot to another, spending insane amount of time & energy on planning n logistics. Why not relax at home instead & enjoy your own city with new eyes? I know a lot of people who go to distant places for holidays but don’t know their own city intimately…why? Is a place alluring n beautiful only ‘cos it is far off?   Perhaps a part of vacation charm lies in  impressing neighbors n peers with the money you spend on your holidays!! Perhaps it’s a status symbol….perhaps people who are convinced about the benefits of always being busy n of multitasking like to do things on holidays too, bungee-jumping, hiking, rafting, blah blah, this already is looking tiring to least holidays should be reserved for relaxation n just being.. i’m sold on the concept of comforts of home rather than huffing n puffing on holidays.

Home is the Best

Here is Billy Collins reading his poem:

February 4, 2013. Tags: , , , , , , , . My lifestyle, My Values, Poetry, Reflections/Musings, Simplicity, Slacker-Sutras, Slacking, Solitude, Wisdom, You tube. 2 comments.

These are a few of my favorite things #2 (The Man Who Shouted Teresa, a very short story by Italo Calvino)

Italo Calvino, Austrian State Prize for Europe...

Italo Calvino, Austrian State Prize for European Literature in 1976 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Man Who Shouted Teresa, a very short story by Italo Calvino. From Numbers in the Dark.

I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: “Teresa!”
My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled at my feet.
Someone walked by. Again I shouted: “Teresa!” The man came up to me and said: “If you do not shout louder she will not hear you. Let’s both try. So: count to three, on three we shout together.” And he said: “One, two, three.” And we both yelled, “Tereeeesaaa!”
A small group of friends passing by on their way back from the theater or the café saw us calling out. They said: “Come on, we will give you a shout too.” And they joined us in the middle of the street and the first man said one to three and then everybody together shouted, “Te-reee-saaa!”
Somebody else came by and joined us; a quarter of an hour later there were a whole bunch of us, twenty almost. And every now and then somebody new came along.
Organizing ourselves to give a good shout, all at the same time, was not easy. There was always someone who began before three or who went on too long, but in the end we were managing something fairly efficient. We agreed that the “Te” should be shouted low and long, the “re” high and long, the “sa” low and short. It sounded fine. Just a squabble every now and then when someone was off.
We were beginning to get it right when somebody, who, if his voice was anything to go by, must have had a very freckled face, asked: “But are you sure she is home?”
“No,” I said.
“That is bad,” another said. “Forgotten your key, have you?”
“Actually,” I said, “I have my key.”
“So,” they asked, “why dont you go on up?”
“I don’t live here,” I answered. “I live on the other side of town.”
“Well, then, excuse my curiosity,” the one with the freckled voice asked, “but who lives here?”
“I really wouldn’t know,” I said.
People were a bit upset about this.
“So, could you please explain,” somebody with a very toothy voice asked, “why you are down here calling out Teresa.”
“As far as I am concerned,” I said, “we can call out another name, or try somewhere else if you like.”
The others were a bit annoyed.
“I hope you were not playing a trick on us,” the frecled one asked suspiciously.
“What,” I said, resentfully, and I turned to ther others for confirmation of my good faith. The others said nothing.
There was a moment of embarrassment.
“Look,” someone said good-naturedly, “why don’t we call Teresa one more time, then we go home.” So we did it one more time. “One two three Teresa!” but it did not come out very well. Then people headed off for home, some one way, some another. I had already turned into the square when I thought I heard a voice still calling: “Tee-reee-sa!” Someone must have stayed on to shout. Someone stubborn.

I have read this story a number of times. I just love it, not exactly knowing why.. it makes me smile every time. It’s an absurd story and it is humorous. It may seem a meaningless & pointless story, a guy calling out a gal’s name who doesn’t even exist in the middle of night. But there can be deeper meaning in his seemingly meaningless action n how others come n join him. This is how our society operates. Someone may start some stupid trend n others follow her/him without applying their own mind.I mean no one even thinks of asking why he’s calling out to Teressa until the fag end, it is as if one does anything everyone else simply follow. This trend is even more apparent in these days of social media. People mindlessly share a story which is apparently stupid without even pausing to think whether or not there is iota of truth in it .one such story related to typing your ATM password in reverse if you are about to get robbed at an ATM machine, typing it in reverse will inform the Bank…blah …blah, i saw this posted on 100s of pages notwithstanding the fact that it is obviously not possibly true, i mean what about passwords like 1001 etc, n this is only one such small example which came right off the top of my head, but the social media is full of thousands of such mindless trash which keeps circulating without any end. Sometimes the story shared is just useless n irritating but at other times it may even be harmful n potentially disastrous as in spreading sentiments of religious intolerance n violence. One needs to understand n stop such sheep like behavior, before helping someone shout Teressa, take some time to find out his/her reasons n motivation.

Here’s a short film based on this short story:

January 17, 2013. Tags: , , , . Reading, Reflections/Musings, You tube. Leave a comment.

Quitting the Rat Race #6: Watching the Wheels Go Round n Round!!!

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‘Watching Wheels Go Round & Round’ by John Lennon is my new Anthem , like Lennon I too love to watch Wheels go round n round & watching shadows on walls which means basically doing nothing much, living at the speed of life!! So as I’ve mentioned before too, I’ve chosen to be a Homemaker after having a wonderful career for 10 odd years & I am enjoying this life to the hilt. The other day I was chatting with an old pal & he said he was ‘disappointed in me’ ‘cos I had let myself go n lost the zeal for life!!! I was surprised to hear this ‘cos I am actually happier now, my zeal is very much there, now that zeal is focused on other things like practicing simplicity, frugality, embracing the slow pace of life, clarifying my thought processes, eating healthy & exploring fashion, some things for which I didn’t just have time when I was busy with a career. But obviously most people just can’t understand that this way of life could make people not just ordinary Happy but deliriously Happy! People imagine Happiness means only climbing the ladder of career success & buying bigger n more n more expensive things … incidentally the same friend is about to buy a third SUV!!! I mean I can’t understand people buying one SUV but third, that’s ridiculous beyond imagination ( perhaps I don’t understand them n they don’t understand me!!)

“I cannot tell if what the world considers ‘happiness’ is happiness or not. All I know is that when I consider the way they go about attaining it, I see them carried away headlong, grim and obsessed, in the general onrush of the human herd, unable to stop themselves or to change their direction. All the while they claim to be just on the point of attaining happiness.” ~Chuang Tzu

Enuff said…now off to Lalaland humming the great lyrics of great song!!! John Lennon reflects my state of mind uncannily

Watching The Wheel go round & round

People say I’m crazy doing what I’m doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I’m o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you’re not happy now you no longer play the game

People say I’m lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I’m doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don’t you miss the big time boy you’re no longer on the ball

I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go

Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there’s no problem, only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I’ve lost my mind
I tell them there’s no hurry
I’m just sitting here doing time

I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go

October 3, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Happiness, Hmm..., I-Me-Myself, Inspiration, Meaning of Life, Music, My lifestyle, My Values, Philosophy, Quitting the Rat Race, Quotations, Reflections/Musings, Slacker-Sutras, Slacking, Wisdom, You tube. 2 comments.

Up-An Animated Movie from Pixar

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Up is an animated story (in 3D as well as 2D) of adventure of Square faced & round nosed, ex balloon seller Carl Frederickson but more than that it’s a tender story of enduring n eternal love (Quite unusual for an animation film but I guess this film is meant for adults as well as children). When Carl first meets Ellie they share a passion for adventure. Their story is presented in the form of a four minute montage with beautiful background music. It was always their (or rather Ellie’s) dream to go & live in Paradise falls in South America. Though they start saving for the trip but the money kept getting spent for more pressing urgent, mundane needs. Finally when Carl buys the tickets to go to Paradise Falls as a surprise for Ellie, she dies before Carl can show her the tickets. This is powerful, evocative story of joy, sorrow, and enduring love. That part of the movie was brilliant. It is one of the great love stories in cinematic history.  The next few scenes present Carl as a lonely old man who misses his wife terribly. This is very Heart wrenching. Though she is no more he always feels her presence & converses with her (Picture). Carl’s love for Ellie is the proof that Death may leave a heartache no one can heal but love leaves a memory no one can steal. True love doesn’t have a happy ending, because true love never ends.



 Carl decides to go to Paradise falls to fullfill Ellie’s dream by tying a million balloons to his house. Russell an over enthusiastic ‘wilderness explorer’, inadvertantely but joyfully become his companion. Together they meet a colourful bird, snipe ‘Kevin’, a talking dog (Dug) & Carl’s childhood hero (Charles Muntz) who doesn’t turn out to be so heroic after all. It’s fun to watch the bright colourful visuals of the movie with some cool lessons too.


~How does a person define adventure? Is adventure out there in great deeds, or can it also be between people in the small moments that make up a life. Carl and Ellie’s love story helped us tell that theme – that small moments lead to a life’s adventure.

~ Let go: Carl has to let go of many material things in order to make the house fly again to save Russell. In the end he loses the house to which he is quite attached but still he lets go n says ‘hey, it’s just a house’.

 ~ No to Hero Worshipping: Carl’s childhood hero turns out to be a villain after all. Many people worship & emulate celebrities without realizing who those people really are. Instead of hero worshipping we should embrace the best in OURSELVES. Who is a bigger hero in our life than our own self??

~ The journey is more important than the destination. Carl & Russell have an adventurous & full of lessons journey which develops a bond between them. Carl had set out to reach Paradise falls but the journey was the real fun n adventurous part. The journey is the reward.

 I must confess this is the first animation movie I’ve watched if we don’t count Tom n Jerry/ Mickey n Donald & I am hooked. Up next are: Toy Story (I, II, III), Finding Nemo, WALL-E……

 Other Movie Reviews on my blog:

 Mirch | Roman HolidayBabelGuzaarish |  7 Khoon Maaf

Tanu Weds Manu |  The King’s Speech | Dhobi Ghat 

 13 conversations about one thing 

Bruce Almighty | What About Bob | Forrest Gump | Bheja Fry

 Ground Hog Day | The Pursuit of Happyness | The Bucket List |

Peepli Live | 3 Idiots

Book Reviews on My Blog:

The Fountainhead Confessions of a Shopoholic | The Bridges of Madison County

March 19, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Cartoons, English Movies, Inspiration, Movies, Must Watch Movies, Reflections/Musings, Wisdom, You tube. 6 comments.

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My Take on Peepli Live

Peepli Live is easily one of the best movies I’ve watched in 2010 (Others being 3 Idiots, Raat Gayi Baat Gayi & Aashaiyen). My interest was piqued after seeing the promos n clippings on youtube n needless to say that the movie didn’t disappoint.

It’s a satire on today’s ‘sensational’ media (who will go to any lengths to get their next sensational ‘News’), politcians (who will use any one to save their ‘kursi’), Government policies (Govt officials giving Hand pump to a farmer on the verge of losing his land n committing suicide!!!), & human nature itself (the elder brother convincing younger Natha to commit suicide to save ‘their’ land, people setting up up their shops around Natha’s house…a carnival like atmosphere springs up around his house…no one seems to care about Natha’s death…everyone is eager to grind their own axe…even his son asks him when will he die so that the son can become a ‘Thekedar/Hawaldar’!!).

The story revolves around 2 brothers Natha n Budhia who are facing selling their ancestral land to pay their debts. They hear about a ‘scheme’ where the family of a farmer who commits suicide will get Rs. One Lakh. Before he realizes the younger brother Natha (Brilliantly played by Omprakash Manikpuri) is talked into committing suicide by his crafty elder brother Budhia. This catches the attention of media who want to grab their biggest sensational story of “live Suicide” & politicians ‘cos elections are just right around the corner. Everyone has an opinion whether Natha should die or not…whether Natha will die or not…no one seems to care about the poor guy n his extreme plight.

A very small n subtle but extremely important sub plot revolves around another poor landless village guy named Hori Mahato who dies un noticed working endlessly digging earth to make his meager living(?). No one is interested to ‘cover’ his death ‘cos his story is not sensational.

The story is poignant yet comedic. The performances by the characters   are Natural.

The songs are relevant n meaningful (not the run of mill bollywood types) especially ‘chola mati ke ram’ which is spiritual n philosophical song on the inevitability of Death.

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