Kasturi's Blog

Read about MF Hussain.Read both the sides ..For and Against. Speaking about MF as an artist I am a nobody to comment on his work.He is one of the masters of his own field and the awards and accolades he has brought for India speak of his forte.I can't speak also because I haven't seen all of his paintings and I cant speak also coz I dont know under which circumstances he has drawn those paintings as I read that he has also painted against British rulers during the pre Independence period. But speaking about MF Husain as a person, I cannot help,but say that he is an irresponsible citizen of India.He should have realised that, if his paintings are harming the nation's integrity or creating unrest amongst some particular community, then there is no point making such paintings .But but but instead of realising this,he continued to pinch the same community again and again. Hence all these consequences have followed. I know that an artist has freedom of expression,but a com

OHhhhhhhhhh noooooooo Daaammnn !! my chair is gone !! Hey its not about THE powerwala chair haan its about my chair on which i sit the whole day and code incessantly.Its been captivated by my team lead !! Shaah ! It was my beloved one ! I was so fond of it ! I was so comfortable on it ! I used to love it soo much ! It was equivalent to the “singhasan “ for me. But now its gone and I can do nothing but see it behind me .I am soo uncomfortable sitting on this stranger one ! (Now dear readers ..I know I might sound crazy,Frenzy,jug-head,crack pot and a nut in the furthur post..but I am not used to hold back my feelings so you'll have to bear with me n ya sorry for breaking the link :)) So where was I ? My chair got captivated and I am broken heart. Whenever I look at it ..I feel the chair say...  "Hey !! I dint like my new owner please take me back I want YOU to sit on ME” I felt as if it is spreading its handrests and calling me …and saying “Dear Kasturi please save m

Sunday evenings are special for us roomies because , we don’t torture our tummies and taste buds with that dreadful Tiffin of ours from our “doesn’t know how to cook ” aunty :) :) . So thanks to this so-called aunty of ours every weekend happen to try a new restaurant . This weekend also we did try one. It wasn’t so high profile and elite that along with the bill we get this huge Feedback form !!! Seeing the form I was like “No…Not here, Feedback Feedback Feedback every where..” Feedback of a course@ cognizant. Feedback of caterer services @ cognizant. Feedback of our HCM Supervisors. Feedback of garbage management in the society. Feedback of a new Tabla Sir @ our music Vidyalaya . Feedback of an exhibition.. and nowFeedback of this small eatery ? It almost made me sing “Feedback is in the air ;) ” But then I thought why am I ranting about it ??? After all Its all about feedbacks, isn’t it ? Isn’t feedback the reason for all the improved versions of things …be it car or prod

Well this post is an old one ..my apologies for posting it in off season :) The other day ..I read an editorial written by the Arindam Chaudhary where in he quoted.. that “India is a country Of Lions led by Donkeys" LIONS !!! To hell with it !!! LIONS DON’T ALLOW DONKEYS TO RULE OVER THEM !! Then what sort of lions are we ??? Since ages …..especially post attacks I’ve been listening, reading,hearing this bullshit ‘Our politians are irresponsible,dishonest, incompetent,unethical,good for nothing ,soul-less souls.’But b4 you follow this proto type..just think what we as Indian-citizens are doing other than cursing the politians?? Zilch,Naught,absolutely nothing Just Discussing ,discussing rather gossiping about the sorry state of Politics in our country.Fighting in FAVOUR or AGAINST a Politian…..Grasping those crap negative news (Mind it..I haven’t written ‘watching those crap negative news’ Coz grasping never occurs in case of the positive ones ..n sorry 4 breaking the link )

“Shhhaa ! maan I hate !! I hate it so much… I hate not seeing the sun in the morning when I get up. I hate seeing the puddles of water everywhere .I hate that yucky smell of moist clothes. I hate to see the bobby prints of mud on the back of my pant . I hate to see half a kg mud stuck on my sandals. I hate those somewhat wet socks which attract my attention from time to time. I hate those open umbrellas draining water which occupy MY Space in the balcony . I hate to see those creepy patterned leakage patches on the wall. I hate to see the mud filled mud gaurds and mudflaps and dirty cars and wiper marks. I hate the moist salt ..the moist matchsticks .. the powercuts.. the traffic jams … Gawwwwd I hate this rain so much !! “ I used to say so before a couple of days … when suddenly one day our (me n my rommies ) happy n flourishing lives were hit by this immense turbulence. That day we returned from the office to see our ever water vomiting taps run dry !!! Very unalarmingl

16 hours pune –banglore journey seemed like nothing when we reached Banglore’s Art Of living Ashram . I felt as if the atmosphere around the Ashram had this unique capability of absorbing the fatigue and injecting a smile and a feeling of awe on your face . A beautiful hoarding of Sri Sri Ravishankar jee (Gurujee) with as usual beautiful, divine smile greets you warmly and pushes you inside the Ashram. As you enter ..Shades of green ..right and left makes you wonder about existence of a term called global warming :) :) . The ashram doesn’t appear to be 21 km away from the city but appears to be 21 light years away from the normal life and daily routine. As I looked around.. The far away mountains appeared as if they were into deep into meditation. The breeze hummed ‘Om’ .. The trees appeared to be doing Ujjai continuously .. AND The beautiful structure Of Vishalakshmi * stood right there in the centre like Guruji as if examining all the above activities. As I moved on wi

Hey if I tell you I picked up this meme from so and so blog then I will be lying..It a game which I have created and u can carry it forward .. Its a twitter world..world with less words. The following game will check your clarity of thoughts and your ability to be brief ..so try it out Describe your favourite movie in 30 words and also include what change you would have liked in it. Just paste your blog link in the comment section or mail me the link so that I can include your link in this post. OK let me start.. DIL CHAHTA HAI Cool cast,fresh mood and story,witty comedy,nice songs,catchy dialogues,no bollywood exaggeration,same old story handled in quite different way. Change: Dimple shouldnt have died. 28 words. Now its your turn. P.S : Yipeee I am improving this is my smallest post. People to tell you the truth my favourite movie is schindler's list but it was hard to describe in words ..he ha haa haa :)