30 June, 2008

Faith, like we can understand!

Faith, is knowing that Danny Cartwright will eventually have his innocence proved and that the true murderers will get more than their deserved punishment at the end of the story, no matter how unabashedly they lie in court, how dangerous their plots to keep him at bay are, or how heavily the odds are stacked against Danny's freedom!

Faith, is believing that Jeffrey Archer knows what he's doing, and its our business to just read on, enjoying the twists, because when the climax comes, itll be worth sitting back and enjoying!
After all, Jeffrey Archer knows best, and if you cant trust him with his story, what can you?

21 June, 2008

Everybody's Free (to feel good)

Blog-surfing, which is currently my unconfessed hobby, led me yesterday to Ranjana's Blog, and from there to "The Sunscreen Song". It is what sounds like a commencement speech, set to music. In fact it is not a real commencement speech (though it should be!), but rather a column that appeared in the Chicago Tribune on June 1, 1997 entitled "Advice, Like Youth, probably wasted on the youth" by staff writer Mary Schmich.

Sometime around Thursday, July 31, 1997, Mary's article found it's way onto the internet in the form of an email hoax, claiming to be the 1997 commencement address of Kurt Vonnegut to MIT grads. The real address that year was actually delivered by U.N. Secretary General Kofi Annan on June 5. A year later, the email re-circulated claiming to be Kurt's commencement address to the Class of 1998!

The email caught the attention of Australian film director Baz Luhrmann, who eventually tracked the source of the speech to Schmich, and bought the rights to the words to turn it into a song. He took Quindon Tarver's "Everybody's Free (to Feel Good)" song, remixed it, and hired Sydney actor Lee Perry to read Schmich's "speech". The end result became the seven-minute long "Sunscreen Song".

The song received heavy airplay from American radio stations nationwide after KNRK in Portland aired an edited (about 4 1/2 minute) version in the spring of 1999 -- about the time of graduation that year. According to Luhrmann's label, Capitol Records, it became the most requested song on radio morning shows in Atlanta and Philadelphia

So, here's the song, Everybody's Free to Wear Sunscreen, by Mary Schmich:

Wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.


Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

05 June, 2008

Tagged! again...

Okay Iv changed the Tag quite a lot. Just to suit myself... but then, So what? In case you want the tag as its supposed to be, Check out Rama

Ten random things about myself

I want to talk as if there wont be any tomorrow, but at the same time I often wish people would just leave me alone. I can talk about anything in the world. Like the solution for rising fuel costs to marriage and love advice. I might soon start giving sex advice . Who said you need experience to tell others what to do.

I know Im not ‘normal’, but I don’t think I really mind, and anyway, Iv learnt to live with it!

I seem to like the things noone else does, have a general distaste for the ‘in-things’ and a complete lack of understanding of fashion.

Im very much what you’d call a poseur. A wannabe. But of course, I manage to make sure noone else notices.

I don’t take myself seriously anymore. I used to, but realised it wasn’t worth much. So today I really don’t give a damn if someone spreads stories behind my back, ‘thinks’ I am a fool, or doesn’t want to talk to me. I call it bliss not to be bothered.

I ‘believe’ in God. No actually, I ‘know’ God. And I think that makes a helluva lot of difference!

Talking of God, I feel Iv been abundantly blessed in life. Everything that happened now looks like a really wise Man way ahead of time carefully planned it! Than ya, buddy up there!

I really don’t believe in sorry’s. I don’t say sorry to friends. If you make me say sorry, you’re not a friend anymore. But I don’t insist people say sorry to me. All of us make mistakes, don’t we?

I have this amazing knack of catching the wrong friends. For some reason, the friends Iv been most obsessed with are the ones who’v never really respected the person I am.

I too am a hopeless romantic. Staunchly refusing to believe that love can happen only in movies and that love can be just a feeling. I will fall in love. One day. I surely will (Oh God, this already sounds like a closing statement)

Nine things I wish I wasn’t/didn’t

Have to attend concerts (which is what I love the most) alone!

Keep losing all the friends Iv really cared for. Be forever on this pursuit of eternal friendship!

Believe (and keep on believing) that I could do things noone else could. Believe that I was created to do something only I could. (well, it started long before I read Harry Potter, so you cant attribute it to that) ….(Oh freak I cant believe I just saw a Nike ad saying ‘Take it to the next level – Just do it! lol….LOL)

Have to motivate myself so much. I must be the most inspirational person. Almost every night, for the last two years, Iv resolved to be more disciplined and hard working. I try in the morning also. It just doesn’t happen.

Surrounded by so many people who can ‘work’ for 8 hours everyday, who are so disciplined, and who seem to want to excel at work.

Be so ambitious. No, I wish I was more ambitious the way everyone else is. All I seem to have are a lot of crazy ambitions with just one common denominator – ‘Its something noone else will/can do’.

So emotional. So tender hearted. So selfless when it comes to keeping a relationship alive. That I wouldn’t feel so bad about having to hurt others, howmuchever I was hurt!.

A social Outcast. And so out of place in ‘high society’.

Find it so difficult to enjoy myself in a group. I just cant seem to. To make loud jokes that are funny in the company of friends!.

Eight things Im wondering right now

In the good old days (uh, ie, the days before I was born) they had the guts to make movies without happy ‘all’s well that’s ends well’ endings. And ya, Malayalam movies were damn good those days (ok, this time its about the 90s – when Actors didn’t look so glamorous, and didn’t have an image to live upto, and when actresses wore the clothes viewers could also wear, and when stars took pain to talk and act like you and me on screen, rather than the other way round.

Lizards look scary. Oh ya, they do. Especially the ones in my part of the world (a.k.a, the walls of a certain bedroom in a wooden house in a kerala village)

They’ve got balls to still call this ‘Gods own country’

A lot of people spend time trying to convince God why they deserve to pass their exams. Im right now telling Him that I don’t deserve to pass this exam on merit, but please, because, I really don’t want to go through this rigour another time. And anyway, how much I know doesn’t really matter to Him, if He wanted to get me through.

How my life would have been if I had actually passed CA Inter the first time I appeared. Sometimes failure can be the best blessing in your life! How different my life would have been if I hadn’t been so fascinated by the internet. If I didn’t have people to mail. If I ddnt have started blogging. If I didn’t meet some of the friends who were around when I went through the hardest of times. If I was still stuck up in kerala. I shudder to even think of it.

Talking about blogs and the net, WTH is wrong with Rama (I mean, generally)

Why is it that Im always an under-performer at work?

Okay Iv written so much. I wonder how many people will actually bother to read this whole thing!!!!!

Seven things that cross my mind a lot

Will I ever make a friend I can have and cherish for life!

If I actually get married, will I have a ‘lived happily ever after’ story to tell, or will it be another of those cases that just don’t work out in spite of your best efforts.

Will I have kids that treat me like I treated my parents when I was fifteen. Oh freak, thats the scariest feeling?

Will I realise that all my ideas are actually just idealistic cravings only when its too late to go back and start all over again!

No, wait a minute, am I saying that all these cross m mind the most? No. What crosses my mind the most these days is whether God will actually pull the plug this time and decide Ill have to pay for my excesses. In other words, that, I’ll have to write this blasted exam another time. Oops, God, please, just one last time!

What’s for dinner?

How can I be so cool and relaxed in life when everybody else is worrying their heads off? Or am I more than ‘just a little abnormal’

Six things Id like to do before I die.

Meet 'the thousandth man’.

Travel without a destination. Just a backpack to last me till I decide Im sick of living out of it, and hopefully a companion!

Report from Wimbledon.

Conduct a 300 voice choir, Probably even a full-fledged orchestra.

Be a prime-time news reader on TV. (okay, I guess that’s asking for too much, but maybe I am a little na├»ve) and host a live quiz show!

Write a book unlike any other book ever written. (Of course, I don’t know what Im talking about right now, but if I write a book, it will have to be unique)

Five turn on’s

Music! Four part harmonies, western classical, the 70s pop, violin symphonies. Music that tickles the soul. Conversations about music.

Smiles – oops this should’v been right on top!

Beautiful faces, especially of the feminine variety

Ideas! Arguments. Something to think about. Something to discuss. Good lyrics in songs, good dialogues in movies, good thoughts in books, I hang onto every syllable.

The smell of the rain, the chill of the breeze, the darkness of the night. They rouse the romantic in me!

Four Turn off’s

Secretive people, people who hide more feelings than they show. Actually it makes me more nervous than anything else.

Frowns. Faces without smiles!

Too much of makeup and too less of clothes :-D

Loud music!

Three ways to win my heart

Talk to me! That’s a general rule. No matter what else you can do for me, if you cant spare some time for a decent conversation, don’t expect appreciation :(

Talk to me! Oh ya, long conversations, personal conversations. Open, frank ‘straight from the heart talk. Put up with my, sometimes even excessive, bragging. Appreciate stuff like good music and everything else I take a fancy to. Talk over dinner, take a walk together just to chatter!

Talk to me - :) no, no. just kidding – It should be something like ‘show you care’. A ‘just like that’ call, or a wassup message. Something to show you thought of me, and something to show you enjoy the relationship!

Two smileys that describe me


:>) - that’s the yahoo messenger smiley with the devils face…. Yeah, I love getting under someone else’s skin. The only problem is quite often, I get into people’s skin and get out of their lives – nevertheless I still :>) a lot)

One confession

Contrary to what people think about me, Im not a very brave person. I would be the most unsure person you would have met, if you really look behind this mask of self assurance. I fret about the most trivial of things. Most of the time, the ‘strong’ decisions I take would be the only sane course of action. And when people think Iv got balls to ‘be different’, Im just praying things wont really get out of hand. In fact, so often I would just wish problems away, and I turn yellow when faced with the possibility of getting into a real fight.

PS : The only time I stand real strong is beside friends. And that’s the only time I haven’t really got my due!

Now finally, to distribute tags.... In case you find your name on the link list to the right, and you havent done this tag in any form, that means you're tagged!
happy blogging!