The advent of brightness is an interesting theory.
Shining upon us over eternity, it’s existence is relative to our moods and repercussions.
Often acknowledged, sometimes not.

Things end. People change. Life goes on.
The advent of brightness is an interesting theory.
Shining upon us over eternity, it’s existence is relative to our moods and repercussions.
Often acknowledged, sometimes not.

Your legacy lives on..
Steve – the first iPod launch, the first iPhone launch, the first iPad launch.. I don’t think I can ever forget those iconic product launches. I am a big Apple user, perhaps I have and am using every single product that Apple has launched in the last 13 years. And, I continue to idolise you, appreciate and applaud your massive contribution that has singularly changed the face of technology in this world. You are my hero, and people like you cannot die.
All I can say is, I celebrate you every day, by using those incredible products that came out from your leadership and Apple.
Thank you!
Many believe that he is not a Mahatma, a honorific bestowed upon him by the inimitable and peerless Rabindranath Tagore. Some, do consider him as an ambassador of peace, non violence and solidarity. World Leaders like Martin Luther King Jr. found an inspiration and a reason to live in Gandhi’s devout and adamant ideologies. Worldwide, he is acknowledged as the man who fought racism and extremism with unparalleled grit and determination. In India, opinions are largely divided and not unanimous, often debated and fused with history and politics.
For me, Gandhi was an epitome of audacity. His was a personality that we will see once in a hundred years. A life laden with challenges and obstacles, it wasn’t easy to be ‘Gandhi’. Yes, I would have loved to see the ‘Mahatma’ devoid of political vendetta (Congress was a monopoly then and hence, politics was ‘Congress’) and just be a man of virtue and equality, the qualities which he so strongly demonstrated in South Africa.
But, again, 1940s was a turbulent decade for India (in particular), largely encompassing the difficult shadows of the gruesome second world war and the subsequent culmination of countries to recollect themselves and develop an organised world. In such times, Gandhi also got embroiled in ugly discussions, nasty decisions and significantly, surrounded by politicians and not patriots. A regret, and perhaps his as well, was that he could stand tall against the mighty British Raj but could not convince his own countrymen to avoid the most inevitable debacle – Partition. Yes, we can sit and argue all day that the world would have been a better place without this divide, but, are we sure? We don’t know that, and again, whose decision finally got the nod, is also a subject of national speculation. Yes, he largely took the brunt for it and his obvious kindness to the minorities did not help his cause. All this and more, led to his assassination. But that was not the solution. Perhaps, it was the beginning.
An individual with a monumental stature as his, is bound to attract controversies and his life was no different. As much as his movements of Civil Disobedience and Non Violence were an example to the whole world, his subdued and cold reactions to the contributions of some of the finest freedom fighters in the country was a huge dampener. His acts of celibacy may have been revolutionary and ahead of its times, but they were torrentially criticised for coming from a man who was largely known to be the face of a country that was desperately trying to force its way out of colonial rule.
I think we are in no position to judge Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. But I admit that my admiration for him supersedes the apprehensions that do not cease to exist and appear to cloud the great man’s enigma.
Mahatma to the world, a father to a nation. For me, he will always be a phenomenon who surprised the world with his diminutive ways.
If anyone across the globe has a fondness towards Tamil playback music and music in general, then SPB should be a regular feature in your playlist. Perhaps, the most versatile and mellifluous voice in the modern generation, his flair remains untouched and undisputed. Today, is a sad day. We have lost the voice.
This Pandemic has consumed lives aplenty and the wings of tragedy has swung so wide and so deep, that we are struggling to survive as people continue to die around us. When it’s one of us, it’s painful. When someone who has touched our lives in such a musical way dies, it brings sadness and void in the same space.
SPB’s dominance was phenomenal. With more than 40k+ songs in 16 languages, his indomitable presence in the last 35 years has been nothing but monumental. I cannot single out a soundtrack of his that wasn’t special but the ones that he churned out in the 80s and 90s will always remain in a league of its own.
SPB Sir, voices like your don’t die. They just become dormant and take a backseat to pass the mantle to the future.
You will live in our hearts, and so will your music 🙏🙏.
Masks have become the order of the day. Thanks to the impending dangers of the pandemic, the way we indulge in our daily chores and commitments has drastically and phenomenally changed. In fact, the way our mornings begin, the way we dress up to work (again that is hugely subjective since WFH has become the new way of working), meeting people, catching up after work, the usual banters – all the so called mundane, boring, inevitable tasks in our life has suddenly become gorgeously fascinating and transformative which has obviously reshaped the ergonomics of our torrential lives.
We need masks inside a shopping mall, grocery store, schools (my 4 year nephew wears a mask to his school and it looks so painful and discomforting for the little one), every other place which has the prospect of having people around requires a masked appearance.
A new business segment has started evolving for the retail industry. Masks might become the new fashion statement (I guess they already are), with people preferring to wear masks that suit their style and personality.
I, personally, struggle with these masks. Especially for someone like me who has his glasses on 24/7, I see it as another embarrassing component to an already disabled set up. I cannot breathe, and when I do breath, all the air that comes out settles down on my glasses, which makes my vision blurred and vulnerable. I guess we have to live with this agonising way of masked life for sometime in the near future.
The irony is, we all wanted to unmask and unravel many such mysterious and apprehensive tales that remains embedded in our lives for eternity, but never thought that physical masks will become such an integral part of mankind’s survival.
So be it.
Today, marks the beginning of her reign and the path to redemption.
Goodness has arrived, and the end of evil has commenced.
We fight for intangible values in life. The most being, relationships.
We value relationships like gold, and it is also the most vulnerable aspect of the human DNA. Perhaps, the most powerful and fragile concept in human lives is ‘Relationship’.
A very simple term with complex overtures. It is simple because inherently, human beings adore relationships. But when it comes to sustenance, we fail. Well, sometimes we succeed too. But, most of the times, it’s a no go situation and we collapse like a pack of cards.
There is a reason for this collapse. We, human beings, fail to keep up on the most endearing and influential feature in a relationship – Trust.
We have a problem with ‘Trust’. Easy to take away, extremely difficult and almost impossible to reciprocate. We have a problem confiding in people. People who care for us, sometimes go beyond themselves to bail us out of trouble. But, most of it remains unacknowledged. Reason is that we are also poor communicators and reciprocators. An art which the human clan has still not mastered, remains to be seen if this will ever become an accomplishment for our race. Yet, we want others to confide in us, be transparent and become the elusive character that I could never be. Irony!
I admit that believing in relationships, believing that goodness does exist and believing that good, genuine people still live amongst us is a difficult proposition. But, we do exist, we do smile and we are able to cherish moments because we still have beautiful people around us, who give meaning to our lives. Though, quality does matter. 2 good, genuine, authentic human beings as friends are way better than 2345 facebook friends with zero emotional quotient. Virtual disaster!
Our flaw lies in the perennial quest for perfection. We must understand and conceive the concept of imperfect-ness in human beings, and more significantly, in our relationships. Our relationships fail because we either have outlandish expectations or inferior subjugation to the very concept of human bonding. Every relationship has boundaries, and mark my words, it does. You just have to know when and how the bondage of emotions turns in to a fireball of love and fermentation.
We can make our relationships work, but lets be very clear about the caveats here. You can’t be your best for every soul on this planet earth and not everyone around has an obligation towards you. Hence, the thin line of difference between mutual and being distinctive defines the mortal truth.
Realities are very different from what we hear or perceive. Your instincts are the key, and at times, they are the only ones that saves your skin from the peerless wrath of the sun.
Just hold on, and you might have just survived the greatest relationship jolt in your life. Sooner, the better.
We don’t go searching for eternal presence. It lives with us, within us. In some form, in some way, in a language that is beyond our comprehension.
At unexpected places, in startling situations, like a ‘bolt out of the blue’.
Watch out for the signs that ooze brightness in the dawn of darkness.

A day to remember. A day to forget.
Everything changed, yet nothing has changed.

A lazy, breezy and soothing soundtrack with a heart of gold. I am sure they will rekindle strings untouched, and will breathe hope in our lives.
The title solo is a typical ARR, loaded with Rahman’s silky voice and peppy beats. Mohit Chauhan sizzles in ‘Taare Ginn’, Arijit Singh swoons with ‘Khulke Jeene Ka’, ‘Maskhari’ is fun all the way and ‘Afreeda’ is a semi-Sufi number with some great vocals. ‘Friendzone’ is more of a prelude to the titular ‘Dil Bechara’.
If something else doesn’t come up, ‘Dil Bechara’ is on it’s way to become the most talked about soundtrack of 2020. And, yes. It talks about life, hope and survival. Musically!

If you can’t change something, then the new norms are to reimagine and improvise.
Let’s not forget, 2020 will exist, will be remembered and will go down in history as an extraordinary event that reshaped the world. 360 degrees, with perhaps the most fatal twist.
If you are in the edge and you run the show using your instincts and an indomitable spirit to protect your country, then the equation becomes binary. ‘Greyhound’ is a war film and precisely shot, a gripping and pulsating event comes live on screen with the enigmatic Tom Hanks. Tom is also credited with the screenplay for the film and he doesn’t disappoint. Lasting for a little over 92 minutes, ‘Greyhound’ is a stealer that doesn’t stop despite withering waters and devouring enemy lines. Without inevitable comparisons to classics, I will round this off as a watchable delight. Streaming on Apple TV+.
If immortality exists and we could live for years or centuries, then this world will become the epitome of a dysfunctional world. ‘The Old Guard’ is a robust take on this perilous concept and what follows is a roller coaster ride, adept with thrills and frills. I don’t miss Charlize Theron, hence this was an obvious selection. Rest, I want to say very little about anything else. Was I guarded..? Yes, I was. Streaming on Netflix.