Living on earth sure is expensive but it includes a free round trip around the sun.

Here’s my favorite theme song (used in the hit BBC series Coupling) beautifully sung by Doris Day. I appreciate it coz I can relate to it very much. CLICK HERE to listen to the song.

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Little Boxes

The song was written by Malvina Reynolds in 1962. The song satirizes the conformist views of our bourgeois society and how our souls have become square along with our personality.


Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of tickytacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family 
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same,
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

The above song is the theme song for ‘Weeds’ on Showtime network.


Ode to Love


Some words of yours to me suggested

How, through the fog of war and peace

A pulse beat on, that strained and tested

No loss could mute, nor sorrow mute

To trace this pulse through its confusions,

Illusions, allusions, elusions,

And limn its complex graph of love,

No skin of words is fine enough

Does this half-filial endeavour

Hold half a chance of half success

Even to track your lives, much less

Not to let these recede forever?

No, if I’d hoped to grasp the whole

Yes, if some shard may touch the soul

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I have a weird situation going on in my house where my brother’s gf has to call on my mobile in order to talk to him (he’s still in school…so no mobile of his own). I also have to make sure that my mom doesn’t get a whiff of this situation otherwise she’s gonna smack his ass white. (He’s supposed to seriously prepare for JEE et al)

So, a couple of days back she gives a call while we were having our family dinner. I went out to attend her call. Here’s what happened…


“ Hello…Hi…Is Anirban at home?”

“ Yeah…But he can’t talk to you right now…How about you call after 1 hour?”

“ How about you give him the phone right now…And I mean right now.” She demanded.

You can’t argue after that…Can you?

So, I summoned my brother and we got ourselves into our dungeon (separate extension to our house where we keep our stuff and no one’s allowed except us). All along while he tried to talk to her in hushed tones, I kept on thinking stories to present before the prosecutor once we return to the living room. After he was finished talking he had the “Dude, we are so busted!!” look. I reassured him with my “I got your back dude” look. :P

When we returned to the living room, here’s what happened.

“ So, who was she?” (ha-ha…and you thought there was no way she could have known it was a ‘she’. For a start, I was startled too. But, then I was reminded of her super hearing power (she has super sight too). But the key to an expert lie is not to flinch one bit. Don’t bat an eyelid in case of change of situation. Since there’s no time to invent a new lie, it is advisable to stick to the original one and bring in slight modifications as and when required. Important thing is to maintain the eye contact and no stammering.)

“ ummm…my friend.”

“Since when did you have female friends?” (that was insulting)

I just gave my really surprised look in protest (eyelids pulled wide apart and hands drawn out showing the full face of the palms…although I was not really surprised at her comment)

And she continued “So why did she want to talk to…”

(Here’s where you cut in before she completes the sentence if you want to sell your story) “Remember you telling me to search for good physics teacher among the IITians…well my friend is very good at physics and she has agreed to teach him. She wanted to talk to him in private about it and get to know where he stands in terms of the amount of course he has covered as of now.”

“ So, when will she be teaching him?”

“ Sunday evenings sounded good.”

“hmm…” She sounded convinced by my story.

Later on we shared our high fives and low fives. It was win-win for all three for us. Now, my bro gets a weekly time off to visit his gf. My mom thinks his son is in good hands and learning physics. As for me I get a cool Rs 2000 p.m. (that’s my fictitious female friend’s fees). Never thought swindling money out of mom would be so gratifying.

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When everything looked 

So haplessly bleak

When every direction sounded

The discordant note

When every blow of air seemed

Like a tight slap on the face

When every iota of second seemed

Like a miniscule part of eternity

Along came an angel and

No ordinary was this angel

For he had hope, faith and belief

And grandeur of a thousand sun

The gust of air that surrounded him

Had this mysterious energy

That drove away all the melancholy

His quest for brilliance was impeccable

His deliverance unfathomable

His aura dispersed reverence

For he instilled faith in me

Ushered me to take risks

And revived the one thing

That is so essential to win any battle

And that is belief in oneself

Now I made the audacious attempt to dream

And I wasn’t afraid this time

An invisible force crept in me

A force that was incredibly strong

And it was the force of belief

And thus I stood resurrected

Like a phoenix from its burnt ashes


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All the hype (read: positive hype) and anticipation surrounding heroes season 3 premiere came to a very abrupt end as me, utki and kaka clamoured ourselves to end of the 2 hour long (omg!!) premiere.

So, what do a whole lot of bunch of people with whatever ridiculous powers one can think of do? …they work to save the world and how? fucking up the already fine working world by going back and forth in time (god knows how many times they are gonna pull the same shit) and then saving the world (oh! thank god (read: peter petrelli) for saving the day).

The episodes seemed to have no storyline of any sort. There were gaping holes through the plot (Like when Sylar forgot to blast through the doors when he had Claire all cornered in a tiny room). All the creators did was introduce some more heroes, some more villains (some inspired from X-men, some from human imagination running wild (I mean really wild)) and a piece of paper that can supposedly end the world if it falls into the wrong hands. Come on people. Get a life!! If the piece of paper is so dangerous, just destroy it.

Well, there was one silver lining. Our own Mohinder Suresh finally gets some powers to show for. He can now climb walls, has super strength, agility and swashbuckling six pack washboard abs. Shall we say chipkali-man? :D

However, towards the end our hero’s skin begins to come out from his back like worn out distempers from a dilapidated wall. Yuck!!!

Post script: If I had the power of going back in time, I would have gone into Marilyn Monroe’s bathroom to watch her bath naked...sounds so much fun than saving the world.

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