Mundane Musings

Just got back after watching Agent Vinod . Thought I’d pen  my thoughts before I forget them. First of all I went to see the movie because I couldn’t resist letting a Saif starrer go by. Secondly, I had heard rave reviews of Johnny Gaddar, directed by Sriram Raghavan which I had missed. This time I was not going to miss a movie of his that could perhaps be another gem. But then I happened to read the reviews and I almost lost my nerve. Was it that bad?? They have literally written it off. Now my friends, I have sat through the entire movie and I have survived to write my views about it. Not that it is worth a penny but then hey, with all these people writing such negative stuff, I thought perhaps a person who thinks like me would probably lose his/her nerve to watch the movie. So fret not folks, I am here to set right some undeserved criticism. I kinda liked the movie. Yeah...so shoot me. Things I liked: The retro feel of the credits – lollipop pi...

Havelock's play of colours  Have you ever wondered about the different blues of an ocean? Felt the absolute silence before the next wave hit the shore? Felt the fine sand slipping through your fingers almost as if time was slipping off? Wondered how beautifully blue, green and cream colour merge? Well I didn’t. Till I found myself in Havelock. The journey to Havelock started off on an inauspicious note. We had a bit of a communication problem with the guy who was to pick us up from the hotel. It delayed our departure to the jetty which was well…five  minutes away.  So without feeling too bad, we sat back and chatted  up Shiva, our driver, who seemed to have perfected the cool look with his slipping-off-the-butt jeans, earrings, goatee and sunglasses. He seemed to know Telugu along with Hindi, as was the case with many other cab drivers here. He shyly disclosed in Telugu that ‘tourists liked hearing Hindi’. From the Phoenix Jetty we took our fast catam...