Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Few random things happening in the world...

So the mayhem and massacre in Egypt speaks volumes about the Muslim brotherhood and what they represent. Apparently they value neither their lives nor the lives of other innocent people, read this and this to know how terrifyingly volatile the situation is out there. These extremists organisations are a bane to peace and progress everywhere, they should be rooted out and... I don't know what should be done to them. Put them all in an island somewhere, from where they cannot escape, and put all our imbecile corrupt politicians there, throw in the rapists too... let them kill and fight each other to their hearts content. Then the normal and innocent people can have some peace and sanity. 
Pictures like this, instill hope though... (click on the image for a larger view)

Talking of Egypt, just when you think you couldn't love and respect Benedict Cumberbatch any more... he does something like this. This is so in tune with his character Sherlock, telling them to make themselves useful. He is a smart and an intellectual guy, it's gonna be fun to see how he comes back from the grave in season 3 to startle the others. So about his Reichenbach fall, the ball and John being knocked down had something to do with it. He fell and landed on something soft and we couldn't see that, cause we were seeing everything from John's point of view. So immediately his little helpers crowd round him, pour some blood around his head to make it look like he died, and then they take him away after giving John just enough time to check his pulse. Anyway, that's my theory...

Talking of interesting people, check out these stunning pictures of dancers in their element. Sleek super fit bodies flitting effortlessly through the air...

Talking of dancing, I loved this video of kids dancing an Indian classical dance, how talented and extremely flexible they are. You have to watch it till the end, to see the chariot ride they imitate, you'll fall in love with their extraordinary performance. Wish I had a little bit of the talent these kids possess...

Tuesday, August 06, 2013

Madras to me is...

Here's a little poem I wrote to celebrate Madras week...

Madras to me is...

Call her by any other name and she won't really be the same
A city that sleeps quite early but wakes up to morning ragas
And piping hot filter coffee and lovely women in long tresses
Deftly weaving kollams, that brings smiles to passing faces.

The Hindu arrives and patriarchs get lost behind it, to emerge
When wafts of steaming idlis' and crisp dosas' beckon
Time to hit the road or risk gettin caught in the loving embrace
Of the sun, that can give rise to homicidal tendencies.

In this city people have an affinity for noise
Horns are always blaring and autos are a hoot
They bring me closer to God, figuratively, and at times
Literally too, by driving like Schumacher on steroids. 

You can tell the city is developing quite fast
When you can't decide which mall to visit on weekends.
Elegant pattu sarees and gold jewels never go out of fad
And jasmine buds adorn beautiful shikakai scented hair.

She has become quite modern now, but still retains her
Traditional charm and grace, and is still the best city
In India in many ways, though people now call her Chennai
She can be known by no other name but Madras.

Sunday, August 04, 2013

A Few Churches at the tip of the Indian Peninsular...

I like visiting churches and chapels, the peace and calm that emanates from them provides an opportunity to contemplate life, death and everything in between. During my trips here and there, whenever I came across churches, I always stopped for a short visit. I guess this fascination with churches harks back to my childhood in a convent school; the convent attached to my school had this beautiful chapel, and I was enamoured by it. It was so quiet and peaceful in there, it was almost like being transported to another dimension. Back then I never knew He used to listen, I used to pray because we were brought up to pray for anything and everything. So my prayers were usually about tests and to make teachers (and a couple of classmates) disappear. Used to pray for heavy rains too, for the school to declare a holiday... I can still see the gushing stream of rain water tumbling and overflowing down the steps of the main assembly ground. I remember being riveted by that sight, it was so beautiful, the whole getting drenched in the rain part was pretty awesome too. Okay, before I digress any further... (you might want to click on the pictures for a larger view)
Here's the new church in my colony, seen from a distance... it's pretty impressive up front.
 But needlessly gilded and elaborately decorated inside...
This is another church nearby, couldn't enter it was locked...
This is another quaint chapel that could almost pass for a house...
Inside the chapel; Latin masses are held here every Sunday...
Another church we saw on the way back from Chalakudy...
This is St. George Church in Aluva, near Chalakudy...
Inside St. George Church....

Christ the King church...
The massive cross outside...
I forget what this church is called... 
the side entrance...
The steeples...
Right opposite the above church of many steeples we saw these steps leading upwards... 
To the chapel of Our Lady of the Rosary...
Inside the Rosary chapel...
 The Rosary chapel, built on a small hill...
St. Antony's church... a lovely and well constructed church.
This is the Mother Mary statue just outside the church, beneath the main entrance. Being a coastal region, it's not unusual to find sea imagery incorporated into the church's decor. This explains why Mother Mary is seen standing inside a sea shell. I've seen one church long back where wave patterns were inscribed on walls... depicting the movement of the ocean.
Inside the St. Antony's church...