my land beckons…

Another haitus. This time brought about by that plagues most of us. Wanderlust. Or as Steinbeck would’ve put it, “…an urge to get away from Here.” And Here is everywhere that is everyday. This is the time. A time for unpredictability and the unexplored. A time for no agendas and aimless wandering with some purpose. Coursing through peoples and cultures of mine land. wandering and wondering at the bold richness that makes this place what is is. Everyday brings something or someone new. And isn't that something to look forward to?

So unless I do a Dharmapada for no reason, or the Juggernaut’s wheels take me, or both of which seem unlikely, regular thought processes, venom spewing, online dumping and such like should resume week after next, Tribhuvaneshwara willing.

Matthe siguva. Ati sheegradalli….

Hiatus. It's called. Brought on by various things like work, football, life and other such disorders. As a sign of life, i give you this week's PostSecret. sheesh!
And among other things, the portly artist currently known as Balraj (he of the late biriyani cartoon fame) takes his first tentative steps on the blogverse in the form of a QuantumLeap.

David Beckham, in mine opinion, is a much better "leg spinner" than Anil Kumble.

one big cup

My money's on Argentina. The Boys from Brazil (no, not the little Hitlers Mengele cloned, the team) will unfortunately have to go back empty handed. There are many reasons for this. Reasons why Argentina will win: Messi, Sorin, Riquelme, Ayala Saviola, Crespo, Tevez, Heinze. Ha! Take that! One of the reasons why Brazil will lose: The Curse of the Black Pearl. In other words, Pele's said that Brazil are favourites, and going by his prediction record, it only means that Brazil will lose. So on that note, we watch now a mastercard ad from Argentina that tells us what we all knew: Argentina kicking the s**t outta Brazil: Priceless.

Calling all exhibitionists

Spotted: A hoarding (for a jeweller) next to Manipal Centre with big, bold letters that read, “Show the world your family jewels.” Now, here is one guy who needs WordWeb, linked to in this post, if only to know the difference between an exhibition and an exhibitionists.

An Amazing Post

Remember The Escapist? The amazing creation of the amazing Kalavier and Klay, whose story was so amazingly recounted by the amazing Michael Chabon in The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Klay? Well. That's him below. Seen here at the mercy of a too-hot-to-be-dastardly Nazi who's not dastardly anyway, from a cover by Brian Bolland for "Michael Chabon Presents The Amazing Adventures of the Escapist". Amazing, ain't it?

Check it out and more, including stories about the amazingly real Kavaliers and Klays, the art of Mike Mignola for The Escapist, views and reviews, amazing insights into comics history, and info about the amazing book at The Amazing Website of Kavalier and Klay. And yes, read the book as soon as amazingly possible. Because as if ruining amazingly great comics by turning them into not-so-amazing movies wasn't enough, it's the turn of books about comics. The Amazing Hollywood is all set to amazingly ruin the book by making a movie out of it. Even with Chabon himself scripting it, you know how amazing these monstrosities can get. So get hold of this amazing book, and enjoy the amazing website. And yes, do take a look at the amazing covers of the various editions of the book in the cover gallery. And if you have the time, ask yourself, which one you would've like to own. So, enjoy and have an amazing time.

expression

Freedom of expression. Ok. Then how come the ‘secularists’ baying and braying to get the Da Vinci Ccode banned are baying and braying to get Fanaa a proper release in Gujarat? General disconnect happening. Whatever.

We have our Sardarji jokes. The Europeans have their Polish jokes. And the Poles in Poland (which is 95% Catholic), or in other words, the Surds of Europe, are laughing at us because The Code is being asked to be banned, when in Poland it had a free run. And it is banned in Punjab. Wonder why it is so in the land of Sardarjis? Oh. Sorry. That explains it all.

a haunting melody

Forget the spirits and the séances. Forget the pentagram, the candles and the necromantic chants. All you need is HIM's song. Check this out if you want to summon a ghost. Talk about ‘possessive’ musicians.

The Treachery of Images

"This is not a pipe" declares Magritte, the painter. That's what the french words at the bottom say. And it's true. That is not a pipe. That's just a painting of a pipe. Guess Foucault agrees.