Hush little baby, ta Dominar’s here

Though I’ve commuted 100s of Kms from home to work, I just became a roadie. For the love of bikes is a learned emotion. You don’t jump from riding a tricycle to manning a chopper.

There’s huge datum that’s available on these electronic horses. But, you must at-least be a noobie geek to decipher the complications. As I have a basic understanding of general and Computer hardware, I could understand the basics of bike mechanics. And, I do reiterate if you’re a bike enthusiast, do your homework! Learn as much as possible as the technology is evolving at a 1000cc engine’s revving pace.

Turning to the topic at hand, I had a glimpse at the Dominar Ad. A splendid display of cool and exhilarating  fun with a subtle punch of sarcasm in the narrative.


I didn’t have the  chance to test out the beast. But, from what I gather it’s a better option against Mojo and Himalayan. Just coz of the ABS.

Akash the Roadie, chiseling through 1000s’ Kms like butter.

And, I do vouch for the ABS – it has saved my life couple of times in the recent on road experience with heavy bikes.


For our roads Dominar is at a dominating streak, yet beware of the speeds. You can’t get past the fourth speed in the crowdy pothole ridden streets. But, the best choice for an hybrid of on-road & tourer.

Ancient texts and not so modern people at Chidambaram

With much anticipation I ventured to Chidambaram, hoping to find bits and pieces of clues to the much hyped Secret of Chidambaram. But, without proper preparation and preemptive research, I found myself in the middle of an old temple; not knowing what to do.



The ritual in India, is to remove the footwear at the threshold of every temple. Amidst the burning sun, the rule was followed – I must’ve got blisters, luckily I have a thick skin. Unlike Christina from Spain.


She was resting in the shade, wearing plastic covers for her feet. We had a dull conversation as my nascent Italian and her fluent Spanish didn’t find a common ground. After a few clicks and a selfie after – she dared to give me her email ID; and I settled for her FB instead.

Christina has travelled all of Europe & Mexico, Agra, Cochin and a lot more places. I innocuously promised to meet her in Spain; let’s hope she’s still young when I reach there.


The statues and the scripts are vanishing on their own, due to the improper maintenance. It was a pain to see the history of my land being destroyed in front of my eyes, only slowly.


The bustle of humans exterior to the main temple was contrasting to the interior. In the open sun, the people moved about a little slow with much noise; the interior however was with slightly faster movements and yet revolting calm. I felt a moment there, sitting in the shades of the temple near the garbhagraha (womb of the temple). Wondering how the architects of the ancient have brought about a specific area where all the negative energy vanishes, leaving room only for positivity.


That’s coming from a devout atheist. I could feel a fleeting moment in the ethereal calmness that surrounded me, a temptation to nirvana. I resist, there’s still time for that phase of my life. The last 25, maybe one ought to push it to the third 25 at this ridiculously fast world.


Somewhere in Vedanta the life is split as 25s, first 25 for brhamacharya, the single life; second 25 – family, third – preparing your progeny to have a meaningful life; and the last 25, vanavasa – the walkabout phase, where one must walk the earth seeking wisdom. At this point of time, it would occur to the reader – how can one prepare her progeny if she is yet to attain wisdom. That’s the ironical and cyclical events we call life. So, it would be usitham (prudent) to gain wisdom as fast as we could when our progeny is on her way to have a family of her own. And, help her out if she desires.

Prior to.

Please visit the temple with some prior research and proper gear. I’d urge you to buy a wooden sandal, or visit the Temple at first light. Taking photographs inside the main temple is prohibited, so do what you can with the sculptures and fading texts. If you know the local language or have a friend who does – you can muster viable information from the people; provided you have ample time and patience.

The food.

Don’t forget to bring plenty of fluids, availability of juices and quality food close to the temple complex is slightly rare. But, the food at Ramesh Hotel, near the ‘Police booth’ was decent and service spectacular. You can find only vegetarian meals there, adjacent to which there was a Ramesh juice shop – didn’t try it so can’t comment.


There are a few small and one big store that sells bronze statues. Ask for the big store and you will have a plethora of modern designs amidst traditional religious statures of Nataraja, Parvathi & Gautama Buddha.

The small shop adjacent to the entrance of the temple, holds lots of religious, non-fiction and regular fiction materials all the in the Tamil language. It also has small statues, which are ridiculously overpriced. The shopkeeper doesn’t endorse bargaining and isn’t that helpful chap either.

If you want to buy small and decent statues for your household, or for your loved ones – go for the smallest shop that’s next to area where we ought to keep our footwear.

Maanagaram a Critique

With much insistence from friends and rave reviews on social media I dared. At first it wasn’t much different, but as time passed I was caught in the motion of things. I was genuinely calculating or predicting the future of the story. Surely no one could see where Lokesh was planning to take this, because I’m sure he had other ideas. Some filmmakers desperately spend a lot of time avoiding clichés, to keep things unpredictable, just for the sake of it.

 Lokesh Kanagaraj – a teller of Hyperlinked stories?

I don’t condemn that, but if you do the same without paying attention to the natural progression of the story – I can’t help but find fault. Speaking of faults, the artificial coincidences, created just to surprise the audiences remind you very much that you’re watching a movie. Just like D16, this experiment has audience engaged in the artificial way. Show me someone who empathized with the characters of the two stories and I will stand corrected.

Kinesis, McKee says isn’t the replacement for substance.

The rapid changing of locations won’t create a steady flow of story, rather it’d be a bad joy ride with way too much surprises and few joys to drink it up.

I will stray from here to avoid seeming too pessimistic, as I already confessed I was hooked on the progression on the very last moments of the movie. But, the pay off wasn’t there. What these movies have are engaging screenplay, that takes you away from regular worries. Which wasn’t the case with Kanavu Vaariyam.

These filmmakers are trying to keep you happy, but wouldn’t piss off the distributors or media mafia I would say. Just cause it ain’t a masala, I can’t offer a standing ovation. The film must contain undercurrents of story elements, like the awesome movie Joker. A film that’s akin to Joker in least bits was, Porambokku. Though the later had many commercial elements like mass heroes, kuthu songs and action sequences, the pay off was clear and in perfect dosage to send off the viewers with a deserved feeling of emotional upshakery.

Time To Pick Your Brain

I love Mario Popova’s engaging and often times overwhelming blog. I envy her ability to stitch things together, create a web of details within each post.

If you’ve had a chance to peep at it, chances are you will be hooked like I am. At first it was brimming with details, I felt lost. Couldn’t make head or tail about the format. Couldn’t bring myself to read a single post completely. For, she shares her view, mixes in quotes of various authors, not necessarily the one who’s written the book.

Oh, did I forget to tell that she’s an obsessive book reader/buyer. Two things besides her blog she does incessantly.

Now, I have put on myself the arduous task of tying up two of her posts and arriving at a unified theme.

One – Kierkegaard on Our Greatest Source of Unhappiness

Two – If This Isn’t Nice, What Is? Kurt Vonnegut

Of all ridiculous things the most ridiculous seems to me, to be busy — to be a man who is brisk about his food and his work. – Kierkegaard


“சந்தோஷம்னா என்னண்னு மனுஷனுக்கு அத அனுபவிக்கையுல தெரியறதில்ல”

Kierkegaard talks about the unhappy men who are lost from themselves. Further he explains, we use excuses to escape from the present. Which are – in his words the reason for our unhappiness.

His view of “men who are caught in hope aren’t necessarily unhappy” – reminds me of the rhetoric of Jiddu Krishnamurti. 

“And to learn about it the past experiences in no way help, on the contrary past impedes learning, puts an end to learning and therefore to a complete action.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti

We have arrived at a somewhat clear understanding of what unhappiness is. Then what is happiness?

“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives,” Annie Dillard 

With the second post – “If This Isn’t Nice, What Is?” she gives us the gist of the book, which includes various commencement speeches by the witty Kurt Vonnegut.

“I recommend that everybody here join all sorts of organizations, no matter how ridiculous, simply to get more people in his or her life. It does not matter much if all the other members are morons. Quantities of relatives of any sort are what we need.” Kurt Vonnegut

Vonnegut the brilliant writer he was, could foresee the goggle wearing couch potatoes of the then future; now shameful present. As he urges us to go out and connect with the real people of the real world.

“keep that kid the hell away from computers… unless you want it to be a lonesome imbecile”


He calls us out, mocks our pretend relationships ‘IRL’. Wants us to be fucking AFK.

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“Don’t try to make yourself an extended family out of ghosts on the Internet. Get yourself a Harley and join the Hell’s Angels instead.”


To return to the core issue on happiness. The connecting dot of the two posts of Maria. I let’ Vonnegut speak for himself:

When things are going sweetly and peacefully, please pause a moment, and then say out loud, “If this isn’t nice, what is?” Kurt Vonnegut



Jiddu Krishnamurti on Education

We look at conditions prevailing in the world and observe what is happening there – the student’s riots, the class prejudices, the conflict of black against white, the wars, the political confusion, the divisions caused by nationalities and religions.

We are also aware of conflict, struggle, anxiety, loneliness, despair, lack of love, and fear. Why do we accept all this?

Why do we accept the moral, social environment knowing very well that it is utterly immoral; knowing this for ourselves – not merely emotionally or sentimentally but looking at the world and at ourselves – why do we live this way? 

Why is it that our educational system does not turn out real human beings but mechanical entities trained to accept certain jobs and finally die? 

Education, science and religion have not solved our problems at all.

Looking at all this confusion, why does each one of us accept and conform, instead of shattering the whole process in ourselves?


Jiddu Krishnamurti

Finding your passion

Knowing what you really want can be a daunting task. A list of tthings, quality and achievements firm in your mind instantly. But, which of those is your true calling. What’s the one thing that you’d like to have irrespective of the pains you’ve to endure. That my friends is hard to identify. The world is full of opportunities. You can start a new life at 40. It’s your will that matters.

The easier way to arrive at your passion is to disregard things that you can and must do, but you really don’t want to. Trust your instinctual hate. I just turned down a high paying job, that I knew would be soul crushing. I can foresee my attitude three months down the line.
I’d be hating the organisation, and myself.

It’s better to deal with matters of high concern lightly. Wisdom from The way of the samurai.

Anti-social, media.

The state of social media at serious times.

AIADMK is in such a shit-storm, putting labels on the relief packets is not just desperate but inhuman. This annihilation was welcomed everywhere. But enough of that now; the system wants you to focus on a terrible song.

I heard Ilayaraja was furious at the media.

What’s the purpose of asking a renowned artist, his opinion on an unrelated controversy; while he’s trying to help the masses affected by the flood?

‘Aaapu veitha beepu!’ (‘The beep that fucked you up’, it reads better in Tamil), wrote a famous daily. If the concern of the paper and the writer is serious, will they handle it so lightly?

I have a different theory all together; it’s an act of political conspiracy! Those who released the song could be a representative of AIADMK. They could’ve got their hands on it sooner and was probably waiting for ample time to use it.

Well let’s talk about the song. The idea was bold, to use a swear word and beep it themselves is a fresh concept in Tamil. But, the media seized this easy opportunity to gain audience. Abusing their power of media to shine a light on a petty matter.

Late Kalam has voiced his concerns over the topic too. The whole approach of media is in such a bleak state. While table debates happened, with terrible online editors. A few media personalities didn’t sit at their desks. Instead, they went to the battleground and helped out their actual funders. They looked out how to exploit the power of social media positively, and did in a splendid manner.

Madras meter, a once good YouTube channel. Makers of videos like, ‘Husbanned’ and ‘The art of leaving’. Now, they’ve retaliated Simbu with a reworded ‘Beep Song Reply’. How’s the act any different from what Simbu did? If you’re desperate for likes, make better videos; instead of riding the wave of a petty controversy.

If only the people asking the celebrities to be responsible – be. Image of SRK smoking in a cricket stadium comes to mind.